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PART 19 Sayonara
Marron looked at the window. She watched as Hawaii just got
smaller and smaller and then, was finally out of sight.
[Blue...]
(flashback)
"I don't want to go!" Marron cried. "I want to stay here! With
you!"
Blue held Marron's shoulders tightly. He looked away so that
Marron would not see the tear that rolled down his cheek.
"I'm sorry." he said. "But we just can't be. You have to go
now. I'll have to go, too."
"Why?!"
"Because that's the way it is."
"I don't want it to be like that!"
"I don't either."
"Then why are you letting this happen?!"
"Because I can't stop it."
"Why can't you?! You're a coward, that's why! That's why!"
"Oh shut up, Marron! Here you are telling me how wrong it is
when you're the one not following your own advice!"
"I didn't give you any darned advice!"
"Yes, you did!"
"What was it then?"
"If I can play something that people cannot expect me to play
then you can do something that you yourself cannot expect to do!"
"Like what?!"
"Forget about me. Stop loving me."
"I-I...could never do that..."
"You can, Marron. Trust me."
"But why?"
"Can't you feel it? We're not meant to be."
"We are!"
"No, we aren't. If we were then it wouldn't have been so easy
to fall in love in this world. It's too simple."
"That doesn't matter!"
"You're right. That doesn't matter. What we had doesn't matter."
"You're changing what I say!"
"If we were so perfect for each other then we wouldn't fight
over something like this."
Blue let go of Marron but Marron stayed in place. Blue picked
up his bags and got into his limosine.
"Sayonara." he said as he got inside.
"Don't say that! Say you'll come back!" Marron said.
"Sayonara, Marron-chan."
(end flashback)
"Sayonara, Aoi..."
Marron was in New York City. She was in Central Park because
she missed Tsuki Park so much and that was the closest she could
get. She was sitting on a bench, just looking at the scenery.
[How did I get this way?] she thought. Then she buried her
face in her hands and leaned down to her knees.
"I'll be an old maid when I die." she muttered to herself.
"I don't think so." a voice said. Marron quickly looked up to
see an elderly man looking down at her with a big German Shepherd
by his side.
"Oh...uh...good morning, sir." Marron said.
"I'm very sorry." the old man said. "I just overheard what you
said and I don't believe a thing of it."
"But I AM going to be an old maid."
"You kids... That's pretty much the trouble with you. You
young people just don't trust in yerselfs anymore."
"I trust myself."
The old man shook his head an sat down next to Marron on the
bench.
"It's hard for me to believe that the younger generation runs
this country. Can't believe how far we've gotten like that.
I hope you don' take any offense. I mean, you children have
everything for a strong foundation. The energy, the willpower,
the character, etcetera, etcetera. You just lack one thing: Trust.
Some youngins' would trust their lovers with their lives but
most of them are very uncomfortable being by themselves in fear
of doing somethin' stupid. I tell you this: America was not
build on distrust. Do you think we would be sittin' here right
now if Abe Lincoln didn't trust his own men? Or if the thirteen
colonies in which a nation was started, did not trust its
allies?"
"I guess not..."
"If you don't trust yourself, how do expect to succeed?"
"I don't..."
"There's another trouble with ya. Sometimes, you lose trust and
then everything else just goes away with it."
"I lost everything. I was so in love with this boy. Actually,
he's Trunks Briefs of Capsule Corp..."
"THE Trunks Briefs of Capsule Corp.?! You actually know him?"
Marron nodded. "We're best friends. Then he...he forgot about
me. Then, just a few days ago, I met this really great guy. Then
we had to break up."
The old man looked at Marron with deep concern. The dog nuzzled
into Marron's dress. Then Marron covered her face and began
crying.
"It's hard when you just lost someone you love." the old man
said, patting Marron's back. "But there's always someone else."
"That's not true!"
"It is true! It's true!"
"Oh really? Well, I remember when I was still in high school.
I was in the basketball team and I fell head over heels for this
girl, Peggy Mae. We became sweethearts and were engaged to be
married."
"And then?" Marron asked. She had stopped crying and was very
interested in the story the old man had to tell.
"I had to leave for business. I came back 2 years later to
find out that my Peggy had been married off to someone else."
"She was?!"
"Her parents arranged it. It was horrible. But then, I met...
her."
"Her?"
"Yep. Madison Green. I still see her today."
"You do? How is she doing?"
The old man didn't reply. He simply stood up. He took out a
coin.
"Now you see, I was very much like you." the old man said.
"No, you aren't." Marron protested. The old man took out
a coin and dropped it behind the bench. Then he nodded and
walked away.
"She's at home, taking care of the grandchildren!" the old
man called out. Marron watched as he disappeared. She looked
behind the bench. She got up and went behind the bench to pick
up the coin. When she looked up, she saw that someone had
engraved something onto the bench.
'I'll be an old bachelor when I grow up', it said. At the
bottom, it said that a man named Eric Grey had written it.
Marron stood up and looked at the coin. Then she saw something
engraved on it: Eric Grey.
When Marron had entered the hotel, the lady at the front desk
gave her a letter. Marron had no time to look at who sent it
then because she was quite busy. Marron jumped onto her bed
and decided to read the letter. Her eyes grew wide when she
read the name of the person who had sent it. It was Trunks!
Marron didn't know what to do. She wanted to open it but she
was scared to because of her history with Trunks. What if she
read it and it was something like an invitation for another
wedding? Marron couldn't have her heart broken. She was there
to get away from her troubles and to relax. Marron's hands were
shaking. What should she do?
Then Marron remembered what the old man had told her in the
park. He was right. She just realized that.
[I have to start trusting myself again!] she said in her mind.
[Or I'll never succeed...]
Marron closed her eyes and ripped up the letter into pieces.
She crumpled what remained and threw it in the garbage can.
[Sayonara, Trunks.]
PART 19 Sayonara
Marron looked at the window. She watched as Hawaii just got
smaller and smaller and then, was finally out of sight.
[Blue...]
(flashback)
"I don't want to go!" Marron cried. "I want to stay here! With
you!"
Blue held Marron's shoulders tightly. He looked away so that
Marron would not see the tear that rolled down his cheek.
"I'm sorry." he said. "But we just can't be. You have to go
now. I'll have to go, too."
"Why?!"
"Because that's the way it is."
"I don't want it to be like that!"
"I don't either."
"Then why are you letting this happen?!"
"Because I can't stop it."
"Why can't you?! You're a coward, that's why! That's why!"
"Oh shut up, Marron! Here you are telling me how wrong it is
when you're the one not following your own advice!"
"I didn't give you any darned advice!"
"Yes, you did!"
"What was it then?"
"If I can play something that people cannot expect me to play
then you can do something that you yourself cannot expect to do!"
"Like what?!"
"Forget about me. Stop loving me."
"I-I...could never do that..."
"You can, Marron. Trust me."
"But why?"
"Can't you feel it? We're not meant to be."
"We are!"
"No, we aren't. If we were then it wouldn't have been so easy
to fall in love in this world. It's too simple."
"That doesn't matter!"
"You're right. That doesn't matter. What we had doesn't matter."
"You're changing what I say!"
"If we were so perfect for each other then we wouldn't fight
over something like this."
Blue let go of Marron but Marron stayed in place. Blue picked
up his bags and got into his limosine.
"Sayonara." he said as he got inside.
"Don't say that! Say you'll come back!" Marron said.
"Sayonara, Marron-chan."
(end flashback)
"Sayonara, Aoi..."
Marron was in New York City. She was in Central Park because
she missed Tsuki Park so much and that was the closest she could
get. She was sitting on a bench, just looking at the scenery.
[How did I get this way?] she thought. Then she buried her
face in her hands and leaned down to her knees.
"I'll be an old maid when I die." she muttered to herself.
"I don't think so." a voice said. Marron quickly looked up to
see an elderly man looking down at her with a big German Shepherd
by his side.
"Oh...uh...good morning, sir." Marron said.
"I'm very sorry." the old man said. "I just overheard what you
said and I don't believe a thing of it."
"But I AM going to be an old maid."
"You kids... That's pretty much the trouble with you. You
young people just don't trust in yerselfs anymore."
"I trust myself."
The old man shook his head an sat down next to Marron on the
bench.
"It's hard for me to believe that the younger generation runs
this country. Can't believe how far we've gotten like that.
I hope you don' take any offense. I mean, you children have
everything for a strong foundation. The energy, the willpower,
the character, etcetera, etcetera. You just lack one thing: Trust.
Some youngins' would trust their lovers with their lives but
most of them are very uncomfortable being by themselves in fear
of doing somethin' stupid. I tell you this: America was not
build on distrust. Do you think we would be sittin' here right
now if Abe Lincoln didn't trust his own men? Or if the thirteen
colonies in which a nation was started, did not trust its
allies?"
"I guess not..."
"If you don't trust yourself, how do expect to succeed?"
"I don't..."
"There's another trouble with ya. Sometimes, you lose trust and
then everything else just goes away with it."
"I lost everything. I was so in love with this boy. Actually,
he's Trunks Briefs of Capsule Corp..."
"THE Trunks Briefs of Capsule Corp.?! You actually know him?"
Marron nodded. "We're best friends. Then he...he forgot about
me. Then, just a few days ago, I met this really great guy. Then
we had to break up."
The old man looked at Marron with deep concern. The dog nuzzled
into Marron's dress. Then Marron covered her face and began
crying.
"It's hard when you just lost someone you love." the old man
said, patting Marron's back. "But there's always someone else."
"That's not true!"
"It is true! It's true!"
"Oh really? Well, I remember when I was still in high school.
I was in the basketball team and I fell head over heels for this
girl, Peggy Mae. We became sweethearts and were engaged to be
married."
"And then?" Marron asked. She had stopped crying and was very
interested in the story the old man had to tell.
"I had to leave for business. I came back 2 years later to
find out that my Peggy had been married off to someone else."
"She was?!"
"Her parents arranged it. It was horrible. But then, I met...
her."
"Her?"
"Yep. Madison Green. I still see her today."
"You do? How is she doing?"
The old man didn't reply. He simply stood up. He took out a
coin.
"Now you see, I was very much like you." the old man said.
"No, you aren't." Marron protested. The old man took out
a coin and dropped it behind the bench. Then he nodded and
walked away.
"She's at home, taking care of the grandchildren!" the old
man called out. Marron watched as he disappeared. She looked
behind the bench. She got up and went behind the bench to pick
up the coin. When she looked up, she saw that someone had
engraved something onto the bench.
'I'll be an old bachelor when I grow up', it said. At the
bottom, it said that a man named Eric Grey had written it.
Marron stood up and looked at the coin. Then she saw something
engraved on it: Eric Grey.
When Marron had entered the hotel, the lady at the front desk
gave her a letter. Marron had no time to look at who sent it
then because she was quite busy. Marron jumped onto her bed
and decided to read the letter. Her eyes grew wide when she
read the name of the person who had sent it. It was Trunks!
Marron didn't know what to do. She wanted to open it but she
was scared to because of her history with Trunks. What if she
read it and it was something like an invitation for another
wedding? Marron couldn't have her heart broken. She was there
to get away from her troubles and to relax. Marron's hands were
shaking. What should she do?
Then Marron remembered what the old man had told her in the
park. He was right. She just realized that.
[I have to start trusting myself again!] she said in her mind.
[Or I'll never succeed...]
Marron closed her eyes and ripped up the letter into pieces.
She crumpled what remained and threw it in the garbage can.
[Sayonara, Trunks.]
