Marron awoke to the sound of very loud birds. Her head throbbed and she rolled over to see the blue eyes of Trunks Breifs.
"Morning." he said. "About time that you got up."
Marron streached and avoided his eyes. "Morning. What are you doing in my bed? The last thing I remember is comming home and . . . then you carried me in here."
"Is that the last thing you recall?" he asked with interest.
"Yeah." Marron said. "That and something about margaritas. I told Bra that last one was too many."
"Ah, so Bra was the culprit." Trunks said putting his hands behind his head.
"Anyway," Marron said ignoring him. "you should have left after . . . "
"After I tucked you in and allowed you to cuddel me to sleep?" he teased. "Yeah, I think I should have. But it just didn't seem right after all that passionate sex we had. Also, I was tired and it is a long cold flight home."
"What passionate sex!!?" Marron yelled as she bolted straight up in bed. She glared down at him.
Trunks gasped almost shocked. "Don't tell me that you don't remember? I took you in here and was trying to get you to sleep when you started to pull me down onto the sheets and make suprisingly amazing love to me. Maybe it was the margaretas but I think that-"
Marron didn't let him finish. She grabed her pillow and shoved it over his face. She straddeled his hips and used both hands.
"That's enough. I know that we didn't make love last night, Trunks. I fell right off to sleep and you did too. I remember that much."
"Mufphumm!" he groweled under the pillow.
Suddenly the door swung open and Krillen walked in.
"Hi sweetheart." he said cheerfully. "I'm making silverdollar pancakes and wanted to know if you wanted . . . . . . any . . . ."
Krillens jaw fell at the sight of his innocent daughter straddeling a mans hips in her bed. "Uhhhhhhhh . . ."
"DADDY!" Marron shouted.
"Wurfee?" Trunks mummbled. He pulled the pillow off his face.
"Trunks!?" Krillen said almost fainting.
"Krillen, um, I can explain-" Trunks said sitting up. The movement caused Marron to fall off of him and land on the floor. She landed on the ground with a thud.
"Um, I'll see you downstairs." Krillen said as if he was on auto-piolet. He went outside, closing the door behind him.
Marron stood up and looked at Trunks. She shoved him off her bed. He fell on the floor and she towered over him.
"What happened last night?" she demanded.
Trunks got up and said, "Look Marron, I was joking ok? Joke's over go downstairs and chat with your mom and dad."
"I know you were joking trunks." Marron said. "But what I don't know is what happened between the time I came home and I went to bed."
He looked down at his feet.
"Well?" she asked losing her temper.
"You had alot to drink last night. You were half drunk when you came in." Trunks said.
"And?"
"And, well, you came on to me." Trunks answered. "I was a total gentelman though and didn't take advantage of you."
She looked at him in shock. "How much did I come on to you?" she asked calmly.
"Just kissing. A few pecks. Honest." Trunks said.
Marron crossed her arms and glared at him. "You're cute but a terrible liar . . . " She let the last word drift off. "Oh no." she said as she sat down on the end of her bed. Marron remembered everything now. The kiss, the lame lines she said trying to get him into bed. Everything.
"I am such an idiot." she said burying her face in her hands.
Trunks sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her.
"No you're not. If you remember, I wasn't entirely resisting you." Trunks said.
She went red and looked away. "Sorry."
Trunks smiled at her shyness. He never knew that she could be so forward last night then so innocent the next morning. He really liked that about her.
They heard the clatter of plates downstairs and were reminded of the incident that just happened with her father.
"We better get down there. We'll have alot to explain." Marron said.
"We?" Trunks said almost squeeking out the words. "Wh-what? You want me to go with you?"
"Of couse. You can back up my story that I had too much to drink and you helped me get into bed. Then you were so tired from making the crib that you fell asleep." Marron said smileing.
"Uh, won't your dad he a little well, mad at me?" Trunks asked.
"Don't tell me that the strong super-sayjin is afraid of the human?" Marron teased him.
"See," Trunks said scratching the back of his head. "I never had a girlfriend before so I don't know how to react around the father man."
She stopped her teasing grin and looked at him. Did he mean that she was her girlfriend now?? she wondered. No, It can't be. He was just using that as an example.
She stood up and grabed him by his arm. "Come on!" she said as she led him out of the room.
"Wait!" he said. "I have to get my tools!" She let go and he came back with a blue shirt on and a tool box in his hand.
Togther they walked down to the kitchen. 18 and Krillen sat at the table talking about something, but then they saw them come down they stopped talking.
"Morning, Krillen. 18." Trunks said. He didn't stop walking, he just went right out the door and flew off.
"Care to explain?" Krillen asked glaring at Marron.
"Was it any good?" 18 smirked as she leaned over on the table.
"What?!!" Marron said shocked. "Mom! I came home last night from the club with a little too much to drink and Trunks put me in bed, totaly non-sexual, for me to sleep it off. He was so tired from working on the baby bed that he fell asleep too. We have an entirly platonic relationship and you know, Daddy, that his a good man and a wouldn't take advantage of me." She stopped to take a breath.
18 turned to her husband. "Baby, I have a craving for oranges and bacon. Can you rush to the store and get me some?"
"But oranges aren't in season." Krillen said.
"They're in season somewhere." 18 said batting her eyes.
Krillen sighed and went outside. A second later Marron could hear him fly off.
"Sit down Marron." 18 said as she sipped at her tea.
Marron sat down preparing for some lecture about how she was a grown woman and she could do what she wanted now as long as she used protection. She prayed the her mom wouldn't try to give her birth control advice.
"Trunks has a lot of anger in him. I want you to be on your gaurd around him." 18 said this casually like it was a known fact.
"What do you mean?" Marron said chosing her words carefully.
18 put down her cup and looked at her daughter. She looks so much like me, 18 thought. "Trunks is a sweet boy and very polite. But undernieth he is a ticking time bomb. I saw then the anger in his eyes, as well as the pain. And I see it now." She paused. "I love you Marron. That's very hard for me to say sometimes but it's true. I don't want you to get hurt by this boy."
"Mirai wouldn't hurt me!" Marron said in a rage.
"I didn't mean like that-"
"Yes you did!" Marron shouted. "He is the only guy who has ever been this nice to me and you're afraid that he is going to be just like his father!" Marron ran out of the room and upstairs.
18 buried her face in her hands. She only wanted to protect her child from getting her heart broken. She knew Trunks still was nervious around her but she didn't think he'd try to kill her! 18 saw her daughter falling deeper and deeper in love with him and she didn't want her to be hurt when he chose someone else.

M.trunks landed infront of home and went inside and saw Bra, Chibi and Bulma at the dinner table eating breakfast.
"Mirai, where were you last night?" Bulma asked with concern.
"I fell asleep over at Marrons house. Sorry if I worried you." Mirai said as he swiped a piece of toast off of Bras plate.
"Marrons huh?" Bra said grinning. "Up late 'working'-"
"Can it Training-Bra." Chibi Trunks said using her nickname.
"Where's father? I wanted to talk with him." Trunks asked. He scooped some eggs on his plate and quickly ate them.
"Vegeta's in the library meditating. I wouldn't desturbe him." Bulma said.
"That's ok. I have to go take a shower anyway." he said running up the stairs two at a time.
"Shower?" Bra said sipping her juice. "Does that mean-ow! Mom! Chibi hit me. OW!"
"Don't call me that!"

Pan woke up and streached. She had a crappy time last night at the club. She had only agreed to go because she hoped that Mirai would be there. He wasn't though. He was at HER house. Pan didn't even want to think about Marrons name.
She walked over to her dresser and pulled on a pair of jeans. Pan didn't even button the snap on her jeans as she threw open the windows. Pan noticed a piece of paper sitting on the window sill under a rock. She picked it up and looked around. There was no sight of anyone and she only senced her mom and dad downstairs.
Pan leaned her hip against the window sill and unfolded it.

Dear Pan,

I have thought about this long and hard and now I know. Please meet me the afternoon of the next full moon out by the cliffs where we first met. I'm going to give my all in that rematch we both have wanted for so long. Hopefully this will lead to something more.

Love,
Mirai no Trunks Breifs

P.S. Do not tell anyone of this. It will be our own little secret.


Pan nearly fellout of the window. She pressed the note to her heart, she was afraid would jump from her cheast.
He loved her! He wrote so himself! Pan was about to run down to tell her mom but she stopped. Trunks said not to tell anyone.
She threw herself on her bed and squealed. Pan knew she need to train and get a killer fighting outfit and think of an excuse to give her parents and get herself a new pair of fighting gloves. Pan jumped up and threw her shirt on. No better time like the present.

Bra skipped down the sidewalk towards the collage. Uubs class just let out and he called her up to go for an ice cream. He had gotten a great scolarship and held a job at Capsule Corp. but she still insisted on paying. She rounded the corner and stopped fast.
"A doctor? Wow, that is so cool." Paris said smiling up at Uub. "I'm a american poetry major."
"Ah, do you like Kreneski?" Uub asked.
"She's my favorite!" Paris said smiling still.
"Mine too."
"Get out." Paris playfully pushed him. She moved her hand up his arm and felt his bicep. "Oh my! Do you work out?"
Bra had enough. She stomped over there and forced a smile. "Uub, you didn't forget about our plans did you?"
"I'm sorry. I was caught up talking to Paris here." Uub said.
"Say," Paris said. "you're Gotens nieces friend. Barley, right?"
"Bra." she said clenching her teeth.
"Bra! I'll bet you're a popular one at school." Paris said.
"She is." Uub laughed.
Bra felt embarassed and she blushed.
"Say Uub, I'm having a party this Saturday." Paris said."Want to come?"
"Sure." he replied.
"Great. See you then." Paris winked and walked away. "Bu-bye"
"Bu-bye." Bra said mockingly. "What was all that flirting about?"
"Flirting?" Uub asked.
"Don't play dumb. She was all over you and you were not exactly fighting her off." Bra said crossing her arms in front of her cheast.
Uub just smiled down at her with a goofy look on his face.
"What?" she asked angerly.
"You're jelious." he said still smiling at her in that odd way.
"Am NOT!" Bra said. She knew that this was starting to get out of hand.
So what if she was jelious? Any girl would be.
"You are so cute at it too." he said. He leanded down and kissed her softly on the lips. "Come on. Let's go get come ice cream cones before the shop is crowded." Uub took Bras hand and they walked down the street together.
Bra followed stifly walking like frankenstien. She was at a lost for words. Was that a let's-just-be-friends kiss, she wondered. Or was it an I-like-you-and-I-want-to-move-onto-something-more kiss? Damn Mirai. It was his fault she was thinking like this!

Mirai Trunks stepped out of the steamy shower and wrapped a towel around his slim waist. He walked into his room and saw Chibi Trunks digging through his sock drawer.
"What are you doing?" Mirai asked.
Chibi jumped and a pair of Mirais yellow boots hit the floor. "Mirai! Wh-what are you doing here?"
"This is my room." Mirai said walking further into his room. "And you?"
"Uh," Chibi held up a pair of socks like it was a lifeline. "I needed a pair of socks."
Mirai crossed his arms and stared at his little brother. "Oh." He moved fast and managed to flip Chibi onto his back and through the bed. Mirai slammed his elbow onto his cheast, pinning him there. "Bullshit." he said. "Tell me the truth or I won't let you up."
Chibi swung his foot hard making contact with the back of Mirais skull. He fell forward and Chibi pushed with both fists against his shoulders, knocking him onto the floor.
Mirai landed on the floor and smiled up at Chibi.
"What are you smileing at?" Chibi asked.
Mirai stood up still grinning. "You've been training. And I bet I know who for. Pan, right?"
Chibi blushed. "No! - Well yes- but not exactly."
"Why are you stealing my clothes?" Mirai no Trunks asked.
"Look," Chibi said. "It's just a pair of socks."
"And shoes. Also my blue C.C. jacket is missing." Mirai said.
"So you and Marron huh?" Chibi said trying to change the subject. Mirai just glared at his other half like he was a moron. Chibi sighed and sat down on the broken bed.
"Yes it's Pan." he confessed. "I see the way how she looks at you and I can't help but remember how she used to look at me. So, yes I have been training constantly for the past few weeks, non-stop, so I'll be stronge enough to beat her."
"You really thinks she likes me?" Mirai said in mock suprise. He hit Chibi Trunks in the side of the head. "You baka! Pan's pissed at you because you've been spending all this time at the office."
"But I haven't!" Chibi said. "I've been training for the next full moon!"
At the mention of the full moon Mirai shivered. He still hadn't thought of a way deal with his sayjin instincts.
"I am a baka!" Chibi said burying his head in his hands. "I never should have thought this plan would work."
Mirai blinked. "What plan?"
"Uhhhh. . . . the plan to get Pan back." Chibi said nerviously.
Mirai could tell he was only telling the half-truth. Chibi could tell if Mirai knew the whole truth he'd get his ass kicked.
"What plan?" Mirai asked again getting worried.
Chibi took a deep breath. "I wrote this letter to Pan for her to meet me under the next full moon. I don't know if you have noticed but sayjins act different under the rays of the moon."
"I've noticed." Mirai muttered.
"Dad said that sayjins tend to mate under the moon. Kind of 'that time of the month' thing. Pan knows this too and no doubt thinks that's what's on my mine."
"You afraid that she won't show?" Mirai asked trying to understand.
"No. I know she'll show up. But-" he stopped short. "I think she'll be expecting you and not me."
"WHAT!?!?!?"
"Well I kindof, sortof, possibly wrote-your-name-instead-of-mine." Chibi said quickly.
Mirai picked Chibi up by the collar. "Hold it right there you little-"
"Bad time?"
Both lavender haired warriors turned to see Goten standing in the hall. Mirai half carried half dragged Chibe by the neck to the door.
"Excuse us." Mirai said as he slammed the door on Gotens face. He rammed Chibies body against the door. "Listen here you lying peice of shit," he whispered menacingly. "fix this or I will go tell Pan right now what happened."
Chibies eyes grew huge. "But she'll hate me! Please! We're brothers!"
Mirai let his grip slacken and dropped him on the ground. He walked over to his closet and pulled out his sword. He walked over to Chibi and Chibi winced, preparing himself for the blow.
"Here." Mirai dropped the sword at his feet. "So Pan will beleive it better. I think a pair of my jeans are in the drier."

"Marron!" Pan shouted pounding on her bedroom door. "Open up!" She hit it hard one more time and the door broke open. Pan shrugged and walked in. Marron came out of the bathroom with a white robe on and drying her hair.
"Pan what is it?" she looked down and saw her broken door. "And what did you do to my door."
"I'm sorry." Pan said. "But I just HAD to tell someone. Am I interupting a shower?"
"No. I'm done." Marron said. "I just needed to clean out that cigerett smell of the club."
"Ok. Sit down." Pan instructed. Marron did wondering why she was here so early. "First of all I want to appologies for saying that I thought that you were trying to steal Mirai Trunks from me. You're a good friend and would never do that to me."
Marron looked at the floor ashamed. Some friend, she thought. Last night she nearly gave her virginity to him.
"But that doesn't matter anymore!" Pan said excitedly. "He told me not to tell anyone and I couldn't tell Bra because she is such a gossip so I wanted to tell you. Trunks left me this note. See!"
Marron took the white paper from Pan and opened it up. She read it once then read it again. She shakelt handed it back. No wonder he didn't want her last night. He was in love with Pan.
"I'm very happy for you." she said.
"Thanks." Pan said. "He acctualy wrote 'love'!" She went on chattering about what she was planning to wear and how she wanted to fight him. Marron wasn't really listening. She kept remembering secnes from last night.

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Marron went over and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I remember asking how I could ever thank you earlier today." she said huskely. "Now I think I know how." She reached up and pressed her lips to his.
Trunks drew back startled at first, then melted into it. He pressed his lips tightly against hers and opened his mouth to deepen it.
Marron gasped. No man had ever kissed her like this. There was a feeling of overwelming heat. It was like a wave hitting her and she was submerged in it. She clenched her hand in his hair and pulled him closer.
He lifted her up and wrapped his arms around her back. Trunks felt the heat too. It was burning him.
"Wait." he gasped. He pulled away a bit. "We can't do this. You've been drinking. I can taste it on you."
"Taste some more." Marron murmmured and reached her wet lips up to his again.

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Drink or no drink, he just didn't want her. Pan talked some more then left to shop for a traininf outfit that she said shouted 'sexy'.
Marrron walked across the hall to her parents room. She opened the door and saw he mom laying on the bed reading a book of baby names. Krillen must still be out looking for oranges.
18 looked up and scooted over. She patted the side of the bed. Marron crawled into bed like she used to when she was a little girl and rested her head on her moms cheast.
"Was that Pan who just left?" 18 asked.
"Yeah." Marron sniffed. She wouldn't cry, she wouldn't cry, she wouldn't cry . . .
18 wrapped her arms around her trembling daughter.
"I hate it when you're right." Marron said letting the tears fall.