Discrimination
Chapter 12:
The raging Storm
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A/N: Thank you to Mirai-Trunk's #1 Fangirl () for the reaction idea thing. This chapter is a tad more serious and the characters sort of change personalities for awhile but don't worry. It's only for this chapter.
Had the situation hand not been so serious their reactions would be quite comical. Almost everyone applauded loudly, except for the hundreds of wailing saiyan skanks who were planning to steal Trunk's heart and the small group of people who wanted to make Trunks fall in love with Marron.
Goten, who was stuffing his face at the time of the announcement, was choking on food and had to receive the heimlich from Bra's new friend, Pan, who was trying to sneak caterpillars in the main course. Bra who had her hands full of frogs dropped them in surprise on a woman who screamed and started running frantically around and around. Chi-Chi who was gaping, is now fuming and punched the closest person to her that was clapping. Goku was oblivious, he was more interested in why his ice cream had worms in it. Bulma coughed in surprise her eyes wide unable to make another move.
Marron stepped away from Trunks, and for a moment, Trunks saw her eyes flash with emotion. For a slight second he could see hurt and sadness in them but it soon died away and was replaced by a forced smile.
"Big pimpin' huh Trunks? Congrats and I hope you live a happy life with her," and then she turned and fled.
"No wait!" he said, "Marron!" Unfortunately for him a flood of people came over to congratulate him, blocked his path, and disrupted the sound of his voice so that she couldn't hear what he was saying.
"Well prince Trunks have a happy wedding!" he head one voice say.
"Good going my lord," said a servant of his, "she's a looker."
"No Trunksssssssssssssss marry me!" said a saiyan female trying to grab him.
"You have my blessings," said a subject.
"NO TRUNKS! I thought we had something special!" wailed who Trunks identified as his tailor *shudder*.
Bra was somehow managing to elbow her way in the crowd to Trunks with the help of Pan. Bra kicked everyone's knees and Pan shot ki blasts at anyone that was in their way.
After a few bodies flying in the air and few on the ground holding their shins; they managed to meet up with Trunks.
"Who the hell is Alie?" Bra asked him walking over a body that Pan had sent flying before.
"I don't know!" he said defensively, "This is just as much of a surprise to me as it is to you."
"Woah," Pan said, "Back it up, You mother just arranged a marriage for you?"
Bra sighed, "That's my mom for you."
"That's not right," Pan said frowning, "I find those things a pain."
"YOU find that a pain?" Trunks asked the eight-year-old sighing.
"What's a pain?" said a sudden bubbly voice. Trunks saw his mother slithering up to him, his fiancé next to her.
"Who is she?" Bra asked her, "I never seen her with Trunks."
"Well then your obviously blind," seethed Maron, 'They have been going out for two months."
"No I haven't."
"Yes you have, now shut-up."
Pan stood up bluntly as all eight years olds do, "I don't think what you are doing is right."
Alie frowned and spat, "Shut up filthy earthling." Maron nodded appreciably.
"Make me fake-boobed prostitute!" Pan replied angrily.
"Why you little," Maron and Alie both said, "My boobs are real!" (does that remind you of a certain popstar?)
"I wasn't talking you Queen, and besides every know the only reason you are queen is because you flaunt yourself like a doll!"
"That's it! GUARDS SEIZE THIS CHILD!" Maron shrieked.
There was a murmur of surprise and confusion, finally seven guards seized little Pan.
"No stay away from my friend," Bra said stamping her foot.
"Get off of me," Pan yelled and managed to escape from them and punch them in the stomach. Trunks was quite surprised how strong she was.
Immediately the other guards started trying to pin her down but Pan resisted and in all the excitement something popped out of her dress.
Suddenly the fighting ceased and the noise died down; Pan, the human, had a saiyan tail? Impossible, unless….
"MS. PAN IS A HALF SAIYAN!" Maron screamed, "Dirty girl! Her father, Gurro, must me the saiyan."
Then a new voice popped up from a crowed, "NO! I know who Gurro is! Gurro is Gohan, a half-saiyan."
Marron, who was sulking in the corner, ears perked up, that voice was her mothers. How would she know if Gurro was someone else?
The next moment was complete chaos, confusion swept the room. The humans were divided in two, one group wanted to protect the family of Gohan, Videl, and Pan no matter what and the other group wanted to punish Gohan and Pan for deceiving them.
The saiyans didn't help either, the fact that the highest ranking human family played them for fools angered them. There was an uproar and a bunch of fighting.
Gurro, or really Gohan, grabbed Pan and began to drag her out of the building to get away from the uprising riot.
"No wait!" Bra said trying to run after them.
After they left the building, others must have thought that going would be a good idea, and soon there was a hurry to leave the building. After what seemed to be forever the ballroom was dirty, battered, and the only people that were left was Bra, Alie, Trunks, Maron, and Vegeta.
Maron started to bellow sadly, her perfect evening was ruined and the statue of her was broken. Bra stared at the door her tears welding in her eyes and ran out of the room. Vegeta shook his head, mumbled something about hating social gatherings, and dragged the hysterical and wailing queen out of the room. There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Well, I say this party turned out quite nice!" Alie said hugging Trunk's arm.
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Trunks somehow managed to pry Alie off of him, run away, and hide from her.
"The girl is worse that a starving leech," Trunks muttered as hid behind a door to get away from searching saiyan. As soon as she disappeared around the next hall he breathed a sigh of relief and then heard a small noise.
He walked closer it and realized it was a sort of sniffling sort of sound. He saw Bra her head in her arms and her party dress soaked with tears.
"Bra?" he asked, "Bra what's wrong?"
"Go away," he heard her say, her voice muffled.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong."
"Why do you have to be so annoying."
"Funny I would say the same to you."
Please… just go… away," she pleaded.
"No," he said firmly.
She groaned and looked at him, her eyes watery, "Pan… she was my only real friend."
Trunk's eyes softened as he looked at the sad girl, "I'm sorry Pan."
She shook her head, "Don't be. I guess we couldn't really be friends, I'm saiyan and she's only half."
"I know how you feel," he said giving her a hug.
"Trunks…" she said in his arms, "What did Marron do when mother announced it?"
Trunks grimaced at the memory, the pain in her eyes, her sarcastic comment, her lopsided and forced grin, "It doesn't matter."
"Yes it does!"
"NO! It's not like we were friends anyways," he said and Bra burst out crying again, who knew that her perfect plan would have ended up in shambles.
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Marron, in her room, began to rip up the pages in a book.
"What are you doing honey?" Krillen said looking at her strangely.
"This book's cover is purple, I hate the color purple. Must destroy all purple," she said through clenched teeth and then searched through her drawer and pulled out a purple T-shirt, which she began to tear to shreds.
"What's with her?" 18 asked her husband.
"Maybe she's angry at you for pointing out who Gurro really is, his little brother goes to the same school as her," Krillen said accusingly.
"Hey it just slipped out!" 18 said defensively, "It's just that it had been bugging me ever since I seen him, I should have known he was Gohan."
"Well what are we going to do about Marron?" Krillen asked changing the subject. Marron had started to rip the violet curtains off the window in her rampage.
"It's probably a phase in life," 18 said shrugging.
"Yeah but why do phases have to be so expensive?" Krillen moaned as she through a purple vase across the room.
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Chi-Chi was pacing around angrily. "Why that little witc-trying to hurt my grandaughte- she'll pay with her lif-Must kill," she said, her sentences running together as she ranted on and on about the evil Queen Maron.
"Mom chill," Goten said trying to calm her down.
"CHILL! MY OLDEST SON IS NOW A FUGITIVE AND YOU WANT ME TO CHILL!" she bellowed.
"Mom stop yelling," he said.
"WHAT? Stop yelling! Don't speak to me in that tone of voice!" she said.
"You were yelling first."
"Don't you dare talk back to me!'
"I wasn't…. I mean sorry," he said defeated. Chi-Chi calmed down a little but was still quite angry.
"I had hope for Trunks," she sighed, "But he chose plastic girl instead."
"I'm sure there is hope mom!" Goten said trying to cheer her up. Inside his head he said, 'I'm not giving up.'
"What are you guys talking about?" Goku asked them, his mind still on the worm-covered ice cream.
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Bulma was just as angry as Chi-Chi was. She paced the room of her ex-boyfriend and now just friend, the player, Yamcha.
"How could she do that! Arrange a marriage for my son," she said angrily.
"Calm down," Yamcha said who was staring at a magazine (which said on it "Master Roshi's property" so you know what it has), "If he truly loves her then he won't marry the other girl."
"But she still can't do that!" she yelled, "I'll make sure of it, she will pay!"
Yamcha whispered into his flying cat's ear, "You know Puar, this is exactly why I didn't marry her, fear for my life."
He never saw the flying chair that was aimed at his head coming.
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A/N: No that was not a Yamcha bash, I actually like Yamcha. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'm off to write more, Bye Bye. :D.
