I've been on a roll this weekend updating my stories. Thanks to everyone for being so patient with me while waiting on this
update. I hope it lives up to everyone's expectations!
Bra
A week later . . .
Bulma finally talked her son into coming to the Briefs's home and sitting down to a home-cooked meal-- something she
bet he hadn't had in awhile. If only she knew. If only she knew that her son was spending his nights at Kame House, a place
all too familiar to the blue-haired beauty.
After work, he set down in front of his old home and sighed. So much had happened here-- being the reasons he left.
His father wanting him to train to become a great Saiyan warrior; his mother wanting him to accept his responsibility to his
family. As he walked to the door, a thick lump developed in the pit of his stomach. Would this gathering be just like all the
rest? Would he end up feeling guilty because he wasn't training? Would he feel guilty because he wanted to train instead of
running the company?
"So, your mother tells me that you have found a mate? It's about time, brat!" Vegeta spat at his eldest. Bulma
continued to set the table as Vegeta rambled on about Saiyans and their mating patterns.
"Look, I don't have a mate- er girlfriend. I'm staying with a friend, okay," Trunks tried to convince his parents. He
couldn't tell them that he was staying with Marron and her family at Kame House. They might get the wrong idea about him
and Marron. He couldn't have them thinking that he and Marron were a couple when even he didn't know where they stood.
It seemed as though whenever he did have a spare moment at work, his mind always turned to thoughts of her. Her beautiful
blond hair, stunning blue eyes, and breathtaking smile always seemed to put him at ease whenever he was having a tense
moment at work. Was he falling for his longtime friend?
"Trunks, you don't have to be shy. You can admit you have a girlfriend. You need to bring her by one day. I promise
I won't let your father scare her to death," Bulma laughed as she scooped out a heaping helping of food onto the Saiyan
Prince's plate. 'Yeah, just like he's scared every other one of my girlfriends,' he laughed to himself as he thought of the time he
brought home a gorgeous redhead; only to have the girl scared half out of her mind when Vegeta got mad at the gravity
machine and Ki-blasted it into a million pieces.
"The boy has to have a mate who will understand what he is. He doesn't need some pathetic, whimpering, ningen
onna who cowers and runs at the first site of his power. And speaking of power . . ." Vegeta trailed off. Oh, no. Trunks
knew exactly where this was heading to- training.
Meanwhile. . . At Kame House
"Where's Trunks?" Krillin asked as they sat down to dinner.
"He's having dinner with his family tonight," Marron said absently as she passed the rice bowl to Master Roshi.
"Maybe he's going back to stay with them," Juuhachi smirked.
"Really, Kassan, I don't understand why you dislike him so much," Marron huffed as she began to eat.
"Well, Marron, I don't understand why you like him so much." Marron looked up from her food to find her mother
sporting a all-too-knowing grin. 'Busted,' Marron thought.
Marron began to explain that Trunks was a good friend-- a friend that she had lost touch with since the Dragon left with
Goku. He was someone from her childhood that she didn't have bad feelings about: Goten had broken her heart being leaving
her for Parisu; Pan and Bra had forgotten all about her when they fell in love with Juunana and Ubuu.
"Umm, that's a lot of explaining for someone who's just a friend, Marron," Juu stated in between bites of rice. She
didn't believe her daughter for one moment.
"Juu, give it a rest. Let's just have a peaceful dinner tonight. Marron enjoys Trunks's company and for that matter, so
do I. He's a breath of fresh air around here," Krillin stated just before winking at his daughter. Marron could always count on
her father to help her out in a jam.
Back at Capsule Corp. . . .
"Trunks, is that you?" Bra exclaimed as she ran through the kitchen door into the dining room. 'Thank Dende.
Bra-chan, you're my hero,' he thought to himself. He knew his father would not berate him for not training in front of Bra.
"Bra!" He expounded as his sister wrapped his arms around his neck. She was choking the life out of him until a voice
from the door way said,
"Bra-chan, you're making him turn purple," Ubuu laughed. She let go of her brother, kissed his cheek, and ran to her
tall, dark lover.
"Ah, Ubuu, it's good to see you," the oldest demi-Saiyan greeted. The demi-Demon laughed and put his hand behind
his head. He began to explain that he and Bra were going out for a early evening fly and asked if Trunks wanted to join them.
"Maybe, you could go get your girlfriend and it would be like a double-date," his mother winked.
"Trunks-kun, you have a girlfriend!?!?" Bra hastily made her way over to her brother's side. The youngest of the
Vegeta clan begged and begged her brother to tell her who she was. Bulma was musing about how her grandchildren would
look, and Vegeta was berating his son for waiting so long to give him heirs. Trunks Briefs had had enough and blew a gasket--
literally.
"For the last time, I do not have a girlfriend, okay?! And even if I did, what makes you think I'd bring her around all
you crazy people! Geesh, I'm a grown man for crying out loud!!! I don't have to answer to you people anymore!" He threw
down his napkin and headed for the nearest open window.
"Trunks! Come back!" Bulma called after her son, but it was too late. He had already flown out of earshot.
The scene at Kame House . . .
"Krillin, we've waited long enough. I want to know how my daughter feels about this boy," Juuhachi stated with an
icy glare towards her daughter.
"He's not a boy-- and for that matter, I'm not a girl. I'm a woman. I'm a woman who's very capable of having a
relationship with a man without the approval of my mother!" She snapped, throwing her chopsticks down.
"And I didn't raise my daughter to talk to me like this!" The cyborg exclaimed, also throwing her chopsticks down.
"Uh, I'm going to go outside now," Master Roshi stated before hastily retreating to the front door. He looked back at
the scene, shook his head at Krillin, and ran out the door. 'Gee, I wish I could do that,' Krillin sighed.
"Juu, Marron, calm down. Listen, we can talk about Trunks some other time," he said softly, stroking his wife's hand.
"No Krillin! I will not be put off any longer. That boy has been here for two weeks, and Marron's been acting like a
giddy school girl from TV. Are you in love with him? It's a simple 'yes' or 'no' question, Marron!" The cyborg demanded.
"I don't know!" Marron screamed as she stood up from the table. "I just don't know!" She shouted to her mother.
The daughter of Krillin ran out the door and took to the water. 'I don't know why my mother has to act this way. Would
could have Vegeta done to her that could make her hate Trunks so? Trunks has never done anything to her-- that I know of,'
she stated as she felt an all too familiar Ki approaching.
It was Trunks. He was flying fast overhead. "I wonder why he's back so early?" She began to swim to try to catch up
with him. If he went into that house right now, her mother probably would kill him. As she swam, she began to think of the
past week's events-- of how much closer they had become. They sparred and talked all the time, which brought to mind things
that were happening when they sparred and talked. When sparring, they were touching each other a bit too much. It almost
seemed innocent, until his hands cupped her breasts when he blocked a punch. And when they were talking, her hands would
brush against his. She even became so bold as to brush lightly against his backside when she would pass him in the kitchen.
'Something is definitely going on here,' she thought, 'but what does it all mean?' "Trunks!" She called up to him when she
realized she couldn't swim any longer.
"Marron?!" He said as he stopped. His demi-Saiyan hearing barely made out the audible yelp. He looked down and
saw a mass of blond hair; he knew then it was Marron. "What are you doing out here?" He asked as he floated down to her.
"Can you get me out of here?!"
"Sure," he smiled as he took her arm and lifted her out of the water. Her arms immediately went around his neck as
she pulled him closer to her.
"What's wrong?"
"Just fly. I don't care where to-- just take me away," she stated as she looked up into his blue eyes.
update. I hope it lives up to everyone's expectations!
Bra
A week later . . .
Bulma finally talked her son into coming to the Briefs's home and sitting down to a home-cooked meal-- something she
bet he hadn't had in awhile. If only she knew. If only she knew that her son was spending his nights at Kame House, a place
all too familiar to the blue-haired beauty.
After work, he set down in front of his old home and sighed. So much had happened here-- being the reasons he left.
His father wanting him to train to become a great Saiyan warrior; his mother wanting him to accept his responsibility to his
family. As he walked to the door, a thick lump developed in the pit of his stomach. Would this gathering be just like all the
rest? Would he end up feeling guilty because he wasn't training? Would he feel guilty because he wanted to train instead of
running the company?
"So, your mother tells me that you have found a mate? It's about time, brat!" Vegeta spat at his eldest. Bulma
continued to set the table as Vegeta rambled on about Saiyans and their mating patterns.
"Look, I don't have a mate- er girlfriend. I'm staying with a friend, okay," Trunks tried to convince his parents. He
couldn't tell them that he was staying with Marron and her family at Kame House. They might get the wrong idea about him
and Marron. He couldn't have them thinking that he and Marron were a couple when even he didn't know where they stood.
It seemed as though whenever he did have a spare moment at work, his mind always turned to thoughts of her. Her beautiful
blond hair, stunning blue eyes, and breathtaking smile always seemed to put him at ease whenever he was having a tense
moment at work. Was he falling for his longtime friend?
"Trunks, you don't have to be shy. You can admit you have a girlfriend. You need to bring her by one day. I promise
I won't let your father scare her to death," Bulma laughed as she scooped out a heaping helping of food onto the Saiyan
Prince's plate. 'Yeah, just like he's scared every other one of my girlfriends,' he laughed to himself as he thought of the time he
brought home a gorgeous redhead; only to have the girl scared half out of her mind when Vegeta got mad at the gravity
machine and Ki-blasted it into a million pieces.
"The boy has to have a mate who will understand what he is. He doesn't need some pathetic, whimpering, ningen
onna who cowers and runs at the first site of his power. And speaking of power . . ." Vegeta trailed off. Oh, no. Trunks
knew exactly where this was heading to- training.
Meanwhile. . . At Kame House
"Where's Trunks?" Krillin asked as they sat down to dinner.
"He's having dinner with his family tonight," Marron said absently as she passed the rice bowl to Master Roshi.
"Maybe he's going back to stay with them," Juuhachi smirked.
"Really, Kassan, I don't understand why you dislike him so much," Marron huffed as she began to eat.
"Well, Marron, I don't understand why you like him so much." Marron looked up from her food to find her mother
sporting a all-too-knowing grin. 'Busted,' Marron thought.
Marron began to explain that Trunks was a good friend-- a friend that she had lost touch with since the Dragon left with
Goku. He was someone from her childhood that she didn't have bad feelings about: Goten had broken her heart being leaving
her for Parisu; Pan and Bra had forgotten all about her when they fell in love with Juunana and Ubuu.
"Umm, that's a lot of explaining for someone who's just a friend, Marron," Juu stated in between bites of rice. She
didn't believe her daughter for one moment.
"Juu, give it a rest. Let's just have a peaceful dinner tonight. Marron enjoys Trunks's company and for that matter, so
do I. He's a breath of fresh air around here," Krillin stated just before winking at his daughter. Marron could always count on
her father to help her out in a jam.
Back at Capsule Corp. . . .
"Trunks, is that you?" Bra exclaimed as she ran through the kitchen door into the dining room. 'Thank Dende.
Bra-chan, you're my hero,' he thought to himself. He knew his father would not berate him for not training in front of Bra.
"Bra!" He expounded as his sister wrapped his arms around his neck. She was choking the life out of him until a voice
from the door way said,
"Bra-chan, you're making him turn purple," Ubuu laughed. She let go of her brother, kissed his cheek, and ran to her
tall, dark lover.
"Ah, Ubuu, it's good to see you," the oldest demi-Saiyan greeted. The demi-Demon laughed and put his hand behind
his head. He began to explain that he and Bra were going out for a early evening fly and asked if Trunks wanted to join them.
"Maybe, you could go get your girlfriend and it would be like a double-date," his mother winked.
"Trunks-kun, you have a girlfriend!?!?" Bra hastily made her way over to her brother's side. The youngest of the
Vegeta clan begged and begged her brother to tell her who she was. Bulma was musing about how her grandchildren would
look, and Vegeta was berating his son for waiting so long to give him heirs. Trunks Briefs had had enough and blew a gasket--
literally.
"For the last time, I do not have a girlfriend, okay?! And even if I did, what makes you think I'd bring her around all
you crazy people! Geesh, I'm a grown man for crying out loud!!! I don't have to answer to you people anymore!" He threw
down his napkin and headed for the nearest open window.
"Trunks! Come back!" Bulma called after her son, but it was too late. He had already flown out of earshot.
The scene at Kame House . . .
"Krillin, we've waited long enough. I want to know how my daughter feels about this boy," Juuhachi stated with an
icy glare towards her daughter.
"He's not a boy-- and for that matter, I'm not a girl. I'm a woman. I'm a woman who's very capable of having a
relationship with a man without the approval of my mother!" She snapped, throwing her chopsticks down.
"And I didn't raise my daughter to talk to me like this!" The cyborg exclaimed, also throwing her chopsticks down.
"Uh, I'm going to go outside now," Master Roshi stated before hastily retreating to the front door. He looked back at
the scene, shook his head at Krillin, and ran out the door. 'Gee, I wish I could do that,' Krillin sighed.
"Juu, Marron, calm down. Listen, we can talk about Trunks some other time," he said softly, stroking his wife's hand.
"No Krillin! I will not be put off any longer. That boy has been here for two weeks, and Marron's been acting like a
giddy school girl from TV. Are you in love with him? It's a simple 'yes' or 'no' question, Marron!" The cyborg demanded.
"I don't know!" Marron screamed as she stood up from the table. "I just don't know!" She shouted to her mother.
The daughter of Krillin ran out the door and took to the water. 'I don't know why my mother has to act this way. Would
could have Vegeta done to her that could make her hate Trunks so? Trunks has never done anything to her-- that I know of,'
she stated as she felt an all too familiar Ki approaching.
It was Trunks. He was flying fast overhead. "I wonder why he's back so early?" She began to swim to try to catch up
with him. If he went into that house right now, her mother probably would kill him. As she swam, she began to think of the
past week's events-- of how much closer they had become. They sparred and talked all the time, which brought to mind things
that were happening when they sparred and talked. When sparring, they were touching each other a bit too much. It almost
seemed innocent, until his hands cupped her breasts when he blocked a punch. And when they were talking, her hands would
brush against his. She even became so bold as to brush lightly against his backside when she would pass him in the kitchen.
'Something is definitely going on here,' she thought, 'but what does it all mean?' "Trunks!" She called up to him when she
realized she couldn't swim any longer.
"Marron?!" He said as he stopped. His demi-Saiyan hearing barely made out the audible yelp. He looked down and
saw a mass of blond hair; he knew then it was Marron. "What are you doing out here?" He asked as he floated down to her.
"Can you get me out of here?!"
"Sure," he smiled as he took her arm and lifted her out of the water. Her arms immediately went around his neck as
she pulled him closer to her.
"What's wrong?"
"Just fly. I don't care where to-- just take me away," she stated as she looked up into his blue eyes.