Discrimination

Chapter 14

Aftermath

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A/N Well here's another chapter full of depression. This one is a little better then the rest. I got out of my 100% angst mood and into a more humorous one. Oh and SSJ Tokya here's your little Vegeta PoV- just for you.

"Oh Vegeta-san it was horrible," Maron sobbed into her husband's arm over dramatically, "I got a grease stain on my dress."

"Get away from me woman," he said frowning yanking his arm away from the sobbing freak. Ever since the party all she could talk about is the disaster and how it put "Emotional strain" on her.

Her eyes watered, "YOU DON'T LOVE ME DO YOU!" She cried hysterically and Vegta sighed. Oh how he wanted to say yes, but he wanted to stop her wailing, he could almost feel himself become deaf.

"I'm sorry woman, now stop your blubbering."

"OH VEGETA I KNEW YOU LOVED ME," she said cheering up instantly and giving him a big hug around his neck that would have suffocated a normal saiyan.

'Never said I did love you,' he thought in his head.

"Well this horrible ideal will be rectified," she said referring to the party, "The wedding will be beautiful. I'm getting preparations. We will have lilacs all over the field because it's my favorite flower and I chose the perfect location!"

He was almost afraid to ask, "Where?"

"Oh at the shopping center silly."

"WHAT? You can't have a wedding at a shopping center!"

More tears began to weld up in her eyes.

"Fine, Fine! Have it there then," he said hastily so she wouldn't cry.

"YEAY!" she said happily, "It's going to be a wonderful wedding!"

She immediately started to ramble about the wedding decorations and a particular dress she had just for the occasion so Vegeta tuned her out.

'How does this woman say so much without stopping for a breath?" he thought silently as her mouth opened and closed.

"Blah Blah Blah," she said going on and on, 'Blah Blah Blah? BLAH! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?"

"Yes," he lied.

"Oh ok then." Maron noticed Trunks walk in the room, "Oi Trunksies! Come here for a second!"

Trunks obliged and Maron began to tell him her ideas for the wedding.

"Excuse me woman I need to talk to my son."

Maron seemed a little put down but she said, "OK." She leaned over slight, with interest.

"In private."

"Fine! I see how it is!" and she stomped out of the room in a huff. Trunks was a little surprised, Vegeta never paid too much attention to him, a fatherly talk was out of the question for him.

"Yes father?"

"Well about this wedding," he began and the stopped. Trunks could tell this was hard for him, he's never seen his father open up to him before.

"What about the wedding?"

"I'm getting to it boy be patient!" Vegeta said irritably, "Well why are you marrying that Alice girl?"

"Her name is Alie, and I'm marrying her because I want to."

"Are you sure you want to?"

Trunks mind steered to the time when he was dancing with Marron. Her shocked look but her body still moving with his. They she twirled in his arms, the way that single piece of strand of blond hair fell above her cerulean eyes.

"Yes."

"Think about it really hard before you choose," Vegeta said warningly.

"I said I wanted to marry Alie!" he yelled angrily. Even to him the words sounded false so he tried a different tactic, "Why would YOU care?"

There was an uncomfortable silence before Vegeta spoke up, "Well Trunks I just wanted to remind you that marriage is for a long time. If you make a mistake you will have to live with it forever."

Trunks was silent, he never thought about it that way. Forever with Alie? Did he want that? He remembered the angry expression of Marron's face as he flew away from the house with Bra in arms.

"I don't really care," he said shrugging, "I want to marry Alie and that's final." That sentence sounded so strange to him.

Vegeta paused, looking as if he was about to say something cynical but stopped himself and instead said, "It sounds like you are trying to convince yourself more then I." Trunks glared at his father and then stomped out of the throne room.

When he was out of sight Vegeta sighed and sank back into a chair, 'I'm sorry Bulma I couldn't save our son. If only I chose you instead of Maron. Bulma-san… I need you.'

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Marron watched the sun set slowly over the grassy hill, the sky was a pinkish color.

"Marron?" said a feminine voice behind her.

"Mom?"

18 walked up and wrapped her arms around her daughter, "What's matter baby?"

"Nothing mom."

"Don't nothing me, you've been sitting here like this for hours, I want to know what is wrong."

"I'm just angry. I had a fight with a … friend," Marron said finally.

"What kind of friend?" 18 asked.

"A real jerk kind of friend," Marron said scowling, "I don't know I'm so upset over this. I'm glad he's gone."

18 smiled knowingly, "Would I like this… friend?"

"No."

"Marron, I have done a lot of wrong things. A lot of judging but on thing I learned is that I can't choose who likes who."

'What is she saying,' Marron thought, 'What does this have to do with a fight?'

"Marron… what I'm saying… 'friends' are precious. Never give them for anything or you might live to regret it. Don't let anyone get in your way. Not even you own mother."

"…Mom?"

"Just remember," 18 whispered in her ear, "That'll I'll support you no matter what you decide."

18 left leaving Marron alone, more confused then ever.

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Bra stared at the large wedding cake. It was so white and looked so sweet and perfect down to every detail, It is a masterpiece. Bra 'accidentally' knocked it over and it splattered on the ground.

Well, it was a masterpiece. She tiptoed quietly away so she wouldn't get in trouble and when she was safe, ran all the way to her room and locked it. She buried herself in her bed just in time to hear the squeals and the yells of anger and the accusing yell of, "BRA!"

She pretended to be asleep but her mind was somewhere else.

Her friend Pan was a half saiyan, the most despised race ever to walk the earth.

Pan the dirt little mutt…. Was the best friend she ever had. But now she was alone again. Bra sighed and turned in her bed.

It was nice to have someone to play with, even if it was only for a minute.

'I wish I was a half saiyan,' Bra thought as she really began to nod off, 'That way I could play with Pan forever.'

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Goten sighed and began to stare at his textbook blankly. No one had come to help him with his studies. Marron didn't come because she thought Trunks would be there. Trunks didn't come because he thought Marron would be there. This was all to confusing.

'I hate that Queen,' Goten thought angrily, 'She messed up everything. Bra's sad, Marron hates Trunks… well more then usual, Trunks is marrying some bimbo girl, my whole other family is in hiding… poor mom.'

His eyes looked over to the closed and locked door where his mother was sobbing her eyes out. She has been so worried about Gohan and his family that she didn't come out.

His father and Goten could easily break down the door but they both new it was best to leave her alone for while.

Goten left the house and rocketed in the sky to clear his mind. All those numbers strained his brain.

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Pan hated sleeping in this cold and dark room. Her dad and her had fled from the ball and hid in some old man's house named Master Roshi.

She knew her dad could easily blast all those twerps into the next dimension, she didn't understand why they ran away.

"Because they don't know any better," her mother said, "You'll understand when you get older."

Pan frowned and 'hurumped'. She hated when people pointed out the fact she was a little girl.

"Well why don't we teach them a lesson?" Pan said angrily, "Pain is the best way to change someone's mind."

"How about we teach you a lesson?" her mother threatened, Pan shut up.

Well now she was here, cold and bored… not to mention hungry.

'Oh just wait queen,' Pan thought, 'you ruined my life! Let me ruin yours!'

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A/N: The anger and tension is building……. What will happen to Marron and Trunks? Will the marriage go through? Find out next time on… "DISCRIMATION!" Wow… this chapter was so rushed. I am really really sorry. I'll do better next time. I promise.