The alarm clock went off all too soon for the purple haired demi-Saiyajin, he reached a hand out and crushed it to itty-bitty pieces before submerging back under the covers again and curling himself around Marron. She was warm and soft as he snuggled up against her. I could definitely get used to this, he thought purring in contentment.

"Don't you have to go to work?" Marron mumbled the alarm having woken her up as well. He nuzzled his face in her hair.

"Eventually." He admitted. He'd much rather stay right where he was...all day. Maybe he could call in sick. After all he was the president of the company...what could they do? Fire him?

Marron reached behind her and grabbed all the covers and yanked them off of him. "Get up or you'll be late." She told him. He curled in a ball shivering as the room's chill hit his bare skin and tried to grab the covers back from her. She sat there with them wrapped around her and pointed sternly in the direction of the bathroom.

"Up! Get showered and dressed and I MIGHT make you some breakfast." She told him. He gave her big pitiful eyes and tried to look cute - after all it usually worked for Goten - so she'd take pity on him and give him back the covers and cuddle. She wasn't buying it.

"I don't want to get up and go to work...I want to stay here with you." He pouted scooting closer to her and cranking up the cute factor. She smirked at him evilly and leaned over, nibbling delicately on his earlobe and pointing out to him in sultry whispers what could be waiting for him when he came home from work that night, including but not limited to, food, her and perhaps a certain piece of lingerie that was purchased the day before. Marron clutched the covers as the backwash of air from his speedy departure into the bathroom blew her hair around like a tornado.

It was all about proper motivation...that lesson Marron had learned from Juuhachi-gou well.

Marron was dressed and leaning against the kitchen counter drinking her tea and studying the newspaper when Trunks emerged from the bedroom dressed and ready for work. He'd worn his favorite black suit today with a tastefully patterned dark blue tie and white shirt, he looked really good in it and he knew it. Trunks smirked inwardly when Marron gaped at him her mouth slightly open. He put the black-rimmed glasses he didn't need on his nose and looked at her smugly.

"You said something about breakfast?" He asked her archly and sat down at the table. Marron nodded dumbly and placed a huge plate of eggs and potatoes - all she could find in his depleted refrigerator and pantry - in front of him. She watched him as he inhaled the food after taking precautions to protect his suit. Marron recovered from her open admiration of his good looks and sat next to him finishing her tea.

"So what are you going to do all day?" Trunks asked her pushing his empty plate away and drinking his coffee. She rested her chin in her hand.

"I have to find a job and a place to live ...not necessarily in that order." She told him. "Uncle Yamucha's leaving town this week so if I want to stay in the city and play with the band...or see you..." She said with a smile at him. "...I have to find a place, or move back to Kame House. I need a job so I can pay for it."

"I thought you had a job?" He asked her thoughtfully sipping his coffee. Marron grinned at him, he looked handsome in that suit all right but he also looked very 'Dad' like.

"The band does not pay enough for rent...that's for fun. But I have some leads, Harmon our drummer gave me the number of a studio that needs musicians for session work so I'm going to go check that out. Then I have to call my Tousan and tell him I'm going to stay..." She shuddered. "NOT looking forward to that conversation."

Trunks set his empty coffee cup down and took her hand. "I have a great idea."

"What's that?" She asked squeezing his hand before letting go and picking up his plate and coffee cup to wash.

"Live here." He said simply. There was a near crash as the plate and cup slipped out of Marron's fingers and fell hard into the sink but didn't break. Trunks looked up at her where she stood in shock at the sink her back to him. He got up from the table and stood behind her wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. "With me." He finished.

"I'm sorry...I must not be hearing you correctly this morning because it sounded like you just said you wanted me to move in with you." She said with a nervous laugh, she must not be awake yet or maybe it was that killer cologne he was wearing that made her stomach turn to jelly and sent her mind right into the gutter. But either way her brain must not be working properly.

He turned her around so she leaned against the counter and he rested his hands on either side of her trapping her there. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly, she'd never kissed him while he was in 'Mr. President' mode as she thought of it.

"I did."

"Awfully fast don't you think?" She asked him. He shrugged.

"Not really...it's not like we've just met. I've known you forever." He said.

"Well yeah...but you've only _ known_ me two times." She said with raised eyebrows and vague hand gestures. Trunks grinned wickedly. "'Sides everybody would have kittens if I moved in with you...as tempting as the offer may be." She said as he lowered his face to her neck. She pushed him back with a small scowl. "Dame da! This is important."

He pushed the glasses back up his nose and brushed his bangs out of his eyes with a small sigh.

"Look at it logically if you want to then Marron. You need a place to live; I have more room than I need. If you're so concerned about appearances take one...or more, of the bedrooms upstairs...I don't care. It's not like you'll spend much time in it if you do." He purred at her and tried to kiss her neck again.

"Are you trying to seduce me into it?" She asked him arms folded across her chest. He grinned at her.

"Is it working?"

"No."

Trunks sighed again and put his hands on her shoulders trying to be the voice of reason so she would see what to him was a no brainer.

"Marron, you're my girlfriend...I care about what happens to you. I don't want you to end up in some sleazy dive of an apartment, or worse back at Kame House where I'll never get to see you. So I'm being selfish but I think you should live here. I don't care what everybody says...it's none of their business anyway, it's ours." He said in a voice that purred good sense.

Marron looked into his blue eyes, made even bluer by the royal blue tie he wore and felt her resolve starting to slip. He was just so gorgeous and so...Trunks. How could she say no when being with him was what she wanted? She gave a low groan of defeat and looked away.

"All right but I'm not your maid...I'm not doing your laundry or anything else like that. AND I'm paying you rent. I'm not looking for a handout." She grumbled.

He gave her a huge hug and kissed her. Digging in a nearby drawer he handed her a key.

"That's for the elevator. We can work out all the details later when I get home from work okay? I have to get going...I'm probably late for a meeting already." He said quickly and gave her a peck on the cheek before she could change her mind. "Do you have a way to get around besides walking?" He asked at the doorway.

Marron still stood numb at the counter the key in her hand. She shook her head. He reached in his pocket for the capsule that held his car and tossed it to her.

"Here...use my car. I'll fly in today." He said brightly and was gone. Marron looked from the key in one hand to the capsule in the other.

"How in the HFIL did THAT just happen? Tousan's gonna skin me alive." She muttered to the empty apartment.

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Juuhachi-gou sat in her beach chair under the window of Kame House and absently flipped through a magazine. She could care less about the magazines contents she was merely wasting time while she waited for the old man and that disgusting pig-thing to finish watching that insipid aerobics program they watched every day. And since Kuririn had taken the aircar to go to the grocery store she couldn't leave. Certainly she could fly away but the strange looks she always received didn't quite reaffirm the aura of normalcy she tried to convey.

She heard the phone inside ring and the pig answered it, his nasal grating voice letting whoever was on the other end know he was none too happy about the interruption of one of his favorite viewing pastimes.

The pitch of the pig things voice changed and Juuhachi-gou's interest was peaked as she heard him approach with the phone.

"Yeah..yeah..she's right here. Yeah I miss you too kid. Augh! Don't call me Oolie!" Oolong yelled the last as he flung the phone in Juu's direction and ran back inside lest he miss one titillating leg lift or thrilling side bend.

Juuhachi-gou put the phone to her ear and heard Marron's laughter at getting under Oolong's skin as always. Juu smiled a bit at the sound of her daughter's voice.

"Musume? How are you?"

"Okaasan! I'm so glad I got you I was hoping to talk to you alone." Marron said. Juuhachi-gou was mildly surprised, while she and her daughter were as close as could be expected it was normally Kuririn her daughter turned to.

"What is it?" Juu asked getting to the point. Marron smiled on the other end, that was her Kaasan - cut right to the chase.

"Well Kaasan I have some news and you and Tousan might not like it very much."

Juu frowned a bit. "Is this about that article in the paper? About you and Vegeta's son?" Juu asked her.

"Kind of." Marron started. Juu smiled.

"Did he ask you?" Juuhachi-gou asked visions of a rich son-in-law filling her mind, her concern for her daughter's future over and she could spend whatever time Kuririn had left on Chikyuu without concern for their only offspring and far away from this semi-tropical HFIL-hole of perversion.

"Ask me what?" Marron asked confused. Juu's vision was having a hiccup.

"To marry him...he hasn't proposed?"

"Good heaven's NO! For Dende's sake Kaasan! We've only gone out twice." Marron shrieked stretching the truth a bit. Juu was disappointed.

"Then what is your news?"

"I got a job here in the city and I want to stay on here when Yamucha leaves." She said simply, it did no good to embellish things with her mother she cut right through it anyway. "I've...a...found a place to live also, so um...I guess what I'm really asking for is..." Marron swallowed. "Will you help me tell Tousan?"

Juu scowled at the phone, there had to be more to it if Marron was asking for her help with Kuririn. She knew her daughter was enough like her however that if she didn't want to tell wild tyrannosaurs couldn't drag it out of her until she was ready.

"Chestnut, you are an adult now so it really doesn't matter what your father or I say." Juu said pragmatically. Marron snorted.

"You and I both know what Tousan would say if I told him I wasn't coming back other than to get my stuff, Kaasan." Juuhachi-gou smiled into the phone.

"My baby! My baby can't take care of herself! She's too young...blah blah." Juu said in a fairly good imitation of Kuririn. Marron laughed brightly on the other end. Juu's occasional imitation of Kuririn was a secret between she and her daughter that brought them closer.

"Yep that sounds like what he'll say...so will you help me Kaasan? Please?" Marron asked. Juu sighed, Kuririn wouldn't like it but he'd have to learn to.

"Very well musume...I will speak to your father." Juu said even as she saw the speck of the unsuspecting Kuririn approaching in the aircar. "Now back to you and Vegeta's son..."

"Will you look at the time! Kaasan I have to go...have a million things to do today, new job and all." Marron said hurriedly. "Love to you and Tousan!" Marron chirped before she hung up.

Juu was still holding the phone when Kuririn landed the aircar and got out. Juuhachi-gou went and helped him unload the car. Kuririn smiled warmly at her not mentioning the assistance as Juu usually didn't help with the mundane day-to-day chores.

"Who called?" Kuririn finally asked as they were putting the groceries away in the kitchen. Oolong wandered in to get a soda and heard Kuririn's question and answered before Juuhachi-gou could say anything.

"Marron...the kid's not coming home. She found a new job and a new pad and is blowing this pop stand." Oolong said with great enjoyment as he had been listening on the other extension.

Juuhachi-gou stared death at the shape shifter she despised so much as Kuririn fell over in a dead faint. Oolong opened his drink and had a sip as he looked over Kuririn's twitching upended legs in a nonplussed fashion.

"You have no tact." Juu said scathingly. Oolong shrugged and walked around the prone Kuririn and back to the living room.

"Like you're one to talk blondie." Oolong snorted in a very pig like fashion.

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AUTHORS NOTE: Hate to do it to ya but this is a to be continued for now...I'm reworking some of the later chapters before posting. If you've made it this far...thanks for reading! Reviews and Comments always welcome whether good or bad. Jaa ne for now minna!