Author's note: Hey people! Sorry it took me such a long time to update. I was busy with all my other fanfics. Here is chapter 4! I hope you like it! Don't forget to leave a review when you're done reading! Thanks. ~nightgale.
Chapter 4:
"Excuse me guys, I need to go to the washroom," Marron said as she jumped off the high stool she was sitting on at the ice cream parlour. "Be right back!"
Trunks watched Marron as she made her way towards the washroom. "Wow! She's really grown up now. She's so pretty! Look at all that blond hair! I wonder what it feels like to…" he felt an elbow in his ribs. "Ouch!" he glared at Goten. "What did you do that for?"
Goten grinned. "Don't act dumb with me! You like Marron don't you?"
Trunks blushed. "Of course not!"
"Sure, whatever! I saw the way you look at her. Admit it, you think she's hot!"
Trunks sighed. "Fine, I like her. But what can I do?"
"Ask her out!"
"No way!" Trunks protested. "I can't do that!"
"Why not?"
"Because."
"She's going to say yes."
"How do you do that?"
"Believe me, I know." Goten smiled. "I saw the way she stared at you."
"Really?" Trunks smiled, then his smile faded and he looked grim. "You are just saying that because you are my friend."
Goten shook his head. "Believe me, if she stared at me like that and said I was the cutest bachelor then," he looked embarrassed.
Trunks got suspicious. "Then what?" he narrowed his eyes.
"Then I would have asked her out."
"You idiot!" Trunks yelled. "You like…" he stopped in mid-sentence when he saw Marron standing behind them with a knowing smile. "Hi Marron." He managed a smile. "Back from the washroom already?"
"No, actually I'd been back for quite some time now." She replied.
"Oh," Trunks gulped. "Just how long is that?"
"Oh, long enough to eavesdrop on your conversation."
"Oh," Trunks and Goten both turned red.
"Oh look at the time!" Goten suddenly exclaimed. "I must go! Bye Marron! It's good to see you again!" He kissed her cheek and waved at Trunks. "Later Trunks." Then he dashed out the store, leaving Trunks and Marron alone.
"Bye Goten!" Marron called, then she turned to Trunks. "So…"
"So what?"
"It's still early, want to come to my apartment?" she asked with a hopeful look.
"Sure, why not?" Trunks replied.
"Let's go then!" she grabbed his hand and pulled him off his stool. They started walking towards Marron's apartment. Trunks was happy and surprised to find that Marron didn't let go of his hand while they were walking. Her hand felt soft and cool in his hand, Trunks felt a smile crawling up to his lips.