Author's note: Well, since I had nothing to do, I decided to write chapter 5 too. This one's kind of short but it's better than nothing right? Don't forget to review! Thanks. ~nightgale.
Chapter 5:
"Ta-da!" Marron threw open the door to her apartment. "Um, I know it's kind of messy but…hey! I'm a messy person!" She laughed and tossed her hair back. Some of her hair hit Trunks' face and he inhaled that comforting strawberry scent again.
"Don't worry, I'm a messy person too. I always…" Trunks' voice trailed off and his eyes widened. "WHOA!"
There were clothes everywhere! They are on the floor, on couch, on the TV, and even on the kitchen counter. Trunks carefully kicked some clothes away to make a path.
Marron and bend down to pick up some clothes off the floor. She looked a bit sheepish. "I told you I'm a messy person!" she blushed. "But I guess, um, I should have cleaned up a little huh?"
"Nah," Trunks said smiling. "You didn't see my room!"
"Hey you wanna play some video games?" Marron's eyes flashed. She ran over to the TV and held up two controllers. "I bet you anything that I can beat you in any game!"
Trunks grinned. "I don't think so!" He slumped down on Marron's couch. "Goten and I had been practicing a lot you know!" He felt something underneath him and grabbed it. "Oh Dende!" he yelled as he saw what he was holding.
It was a soft pink bra!
Marron turned tomato red. She dropped the controllers and snatched the bra from him. "Sorry!" she stammered. "I, um, well,"
"That would look really good on you!" Trunks blurted out. When he realized what he had said he clamped a hand on his mouth. "I must be crazy! Why did I just say that?" he thought, his face also turned very red.
Marron slowly smiled and threw the bra into the washroom. She walked over to Trunks very, very slowly.
"Uh-oh," Trunks' heart skipped a beat.
"Trunks?" Marron said quietly and leaned towards him.
"What?" Trunks could smell that strawberry scent again, she was that close to him.
"You…PERVERT!" she yelled in his ear and whacked him with a cushion. "You idiot! I hate you!"
"Hey! I'm not the one who leaves my underwear around my house where people could just come and sit on it!"
"Well at least I'm not named after underwear!" Marron shot back.
"Okay, that's it! That's the last draw!" Trunks grabbed another cushion and whacked Marron back. "Time for a pillow fight!"