Discrimination
Chapter 15:
The Question
By Silent Shadow
A/N: I am really sorry this is late. Lots of school stuff has been happening (which reminds me: school project on Macbeth). Anyways here it- a little crappy but It's getting better.
The shopping center was a bustle that day. Workers were slaving in the heat of the day and people were crowding around to see the decorations that they were putting up.
"All right people!" Maron clapped excitedly, "Make it pretty!"
'Pretty… right," Trunks thought bitterly.
"What are you doing!' Maron said frowning at a dark skinned human worker who had tripped.
"Groaning in pain," the guy said getting up and dusting off his work clothes.
"Well if your not going to take this seriously then you can no longer work here," she said huffily.
"But… but…"
"No buts. You are the weakest link. Good bye." She walked away with her overly large nose in the air.
"You ok?" Trunks said to the boy after Maron was out of sight.
"Yes thank you your highness," The boy said bowing.
Trunks observed that the boy was a little older then his sister and younger then him, "Just call me Trunks."
"Trunks? O.K. then. My name is Ubuu," He said.
"DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME!" Maron screamed from afar, "AWAY YOU FILTHY HOMOSAPIEN!"
"Well first time I every heard her say a word with more then two syllables. I guess you better go… sorry about that," Trunks said.
"It's ok…" Ubuu sighed and walked away.
Bra wandered over to Trunks as soon as he left, "So… how's the wedding looking?"
'It's like I'm planning my funeral,' he thought as they taped up pink streamers with little 'Maron' figurine dolls hanging from them.
"Fine."
"Really?" Bra said raising her eyebrow, "It looks like it came from a fairy-tale book."
Trunks silently agreed with her. The shopping center was decorated in a pink and white design, with flowers everywhere. Normally a wedding would look like something like that but this just looked childish. The white mice and pumpkins weren't helping either
"You like it?" purred a voice behind them.
Trunks and Bra almost fell over in surprise.
"Ali?" he asked.
"Of course my dear," she said giddily, "Anyways I saw this design from and old human book called Cinderella. Isn't it cute?"
Trunks groaned inwardly. Ali was the kind of girl that thought everything was cute and swooned over anything that had fur.
"Ali dear may I talk to you?" Maron called her with a shrill voice.
"Yes Maron dear," Ali said and then turned to Trunks, "We'll talk later honey buns." Ali walked away.
"Honey buns…?" Bra said wrinkling her nose, "You do know if you marry Ali it would be like marrying Maron."
Trunks shuddered at the thought.
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"It's marvelous!" Ali gushed as Maron nodded.
"I know," Maron said proudly, "but save the praise for later, lets get down to business. Remember our deal right?"
"You give me a hot prince and I give you more power," Ali said smiling, "I haven't forgotten. You think King Vegeta will be OK with it?"
"I have him around my pinkie finger. He loves me almost as much as Trunks loved you."
"If that's possible," Ali said shrugging, "Trunks is heads over heals in love with me. Do you see the look on his face when he sees me?"
"It's the same look on Vegeta's."
"We are sexy saiyans."
"… Ok now praise me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*The next day:
Demi saiyans hadn't been allowed to enter the wedding, however humans were. Even so Marron was at Goten's house skipping the wedding to tutor him.
"And the air speed velocity of an unburdened saiyan by the age of ten is" Marron said writing the formula down vigorously. She didn't notice that Goten wasn't paying attention.
"You know Marron, humans are allowed to enter the wedding…" he said suddenly.
"Thank you for stating the obvious Goten, but that has nothing to do with flying monkey's so lets go on."
He frowned, "I'm sure Trunks would appreciate you going there, it would be nice for you to be there for such an important event."
Marron's face darkened, "I'm sure that the thousands of loyal subjects and rabid fangirls would make up for my absence."
"Well you're his friend…"
"No I'm not."
"KAMI MARRON! WHY DO YO HAVE TO BE SO STUBBORN!" he screamed and then stomped away.
Marron stared at him wide eyed, "Well that was random."
"Do you really think so?" Chi-Chi said coming out of the house drying her hands.
"Well it definitely wasn't usual of him," she said shrugging, "I was just trying to teach him something and he got all angry for no reason."
"Why are you here Marron?"
"What do you mean why? The same reason why I'm always here."
"Isn't it Trunks wedding today?"
"What does that have to do with me," Marron said huffily looking away, "I don't care."
"I bet he'll miss you."
"What do you mean?" she said rolling her eyes her voice dripping with bitterness, "He has his little skanky plastic doll to keep him company."
"Marron… you guys are friends…"
"WERE NOT FRIENDS! I HATE HIM, I HATE HIM I WISH HE WOULD DIE!" she screamed as loud as she could, "I HATE HIM BECAUSE HE'S ANNOYING, AND SNOBBY, AND A KNOW IT ALL, AND HE'S RUDE, AND…AND…"
She broke down crying.
"You hate him because you love him and you don't think he'll love you back," Chi-Chi said quietly.
"I don't love him…" she said, but with doubt in her voice.
"You love him and that's why you hate him so much. He's the only one on your mind, why else would he bother you so much?"
"It wouldn't work out even if I do…love him. Not saying I do but, he's a prince saiyan and I'm a lowly human."
"Oh please, not this again," Chi-Chi groaned, "Let me tell you this. Never let that get in the way, or you will regret it for the rest of you life. Then everyday you will go to your best-friend's house and mourn over what you never had, and gush about how wonderful he is and then gush about how you could have had him. Then you talk about your kids you have with him but couldn't keep and how much you miss them and your friend will listen patiently but inside it grows dull and boring and repetitive."
"…ok…"
"What I'm trying to say is" Chi-Chi said snapping out of her trance, "You're too strong to let this go. If you give up without a fight you're going to find that later on you once had a fighting chance. Don't give up because there is someone in your way.
"I guess your right, but still. I don't think it will work out."
"Do you love him?"
"Yes… but-"
"Are you willing to fight for him?"
"Yes bu-"
"Then go! Don't let some fake bodied blow up doll replace you!"
"Fine!" she said throwing her hands up in the air, "I'll go!"
"Thatta girl," Chi-Chi said smiling, "And once you run in to your obstacle don't get discouraged. Punch it in the nose and laugh. Then keep going. Especially if it has greenish-blue hair and has half a brain cell."
"…Um ok," she said.
Suddenly Chi-Chi tensed and Gohan and Goku appeared out of nowhere looking very stern.
"What…" Marron said confused as they all stared at the sky.
Immediately a small squad of saiyans that looked as if they were in the military dropped down.
"Are you the Son's?" they asked.
"Yes…"
"We have orders from the royal family to execute you…"
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Trunks stared at the floor blankly. He was going to be a married man soon, it was suppose to a happy occasion. So why did he feel like he was going to be sentenced to prison.
"Knock Knock," said someone behind him. He jumped in surprise.
"Ms. Bulma?"
"Hello Trunks. I just wanted to see how you were doing."
"I'm doing fine," he said stiffly.
"Oh is that so? You seem depressed to me. It's almost as if you are regretting something."
"… I'm not regretting anything."
"Oh I know that," she said her eyes twinkling, "I mean it's not as if your marrying someone you hate while your true love is somewhere out there sulking in her home."
"I'm not in-love with Marron!"
"Who ever said than," Bulma said smiling slightly, "I never suggested anything like that."
Trunks blushed, "Right…"
"What made you think of Marron when I said that?"
"I… I…because… never mind."
"Could it be that maybe you do like her?"
"Why would I like her? She's a selfish brat, and a ditz, and a show off, and…"
"and?"
"Really pretty," he said sighing in defeat, "But it doesn't matter she hates me."
"What makes you think that?"
"Maybe that fact she tells me that every time I see her."
"Trunks, let me tell you something. Sometimes people cover what they really feel so they won't get hurt."
"Yeah but Marron is different. She's unreachable."
"Trunks never give up. Wouldn't it be worth it just to try and be near her for a minute then go one with eternity with a wind-up, carbon copy of your 'mother' doll who does nothing but ooh and ahh at anything that has the color pink?"
"I…"
"TRUNKS! WHO IS THIS WOMAN IN THE ROOM?!?" Maron screeched out, "Out you ugly old human! Away!"
"Remember Trunks. Don't give up," she whispered. Then she stood up and walked proudly out of the room not giving Maron so much as a glance.
"Well that's rude," Queen Maron said frowning, "Now hurry Trunks. Your bride is about to go down the aisle."
Trunks obediently did as she said but now he couldn't help doubt what he was doing.
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Trunks always thought the wedding song was sort of depressing, but now it was twice as bad. Bra was the flower girl, but wasn't doing to good of a job.
Instead of tossing the flowers too the ground she would throw them at the crowd, and yet looking innocent at the same time. And somehow 'accidentally' thorns were combined with the roses, so when the bridesmaids stepped on them they yelped in pain. And it didn't help that she was going painfully slow. Stopping every two steps to fix her dress or tidy up her hair.
"This is going on too long," Ali said frustrated and pushed through the bridesmaids knocking them down and then grabbing Trunks by the arm and practically dragging him to the Namek priest named Dende, who look surprised at Ali's sudden burst of anxiousness.
"Erm… today we are gathered here to witness…"
"They already know why they are here just get on with it."
"Ok…Do you, Ali promise to…"
"Yes whatever."
"Oh… um what about you prince Trunks."
His world was silent, his heart stopped and his mind raced a mile a minute.
"I… I…"
He thought of Goten his best friend and his humorous family. He thought of his sister and of the mysterious Bulma woman. And he thought of Marron his love.
"I do…."
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A/N: Bum Bum Bum! It's a cliffhanger! I'm so evil. Mwahahahahahahaha. I'm so happy I got to the marriage scene! Expect the conclusion soon! G2G. Love ya all!
