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Chapter 4: FEAR

She takes a wobbly step and opens the door. Where is she going? She walks briskly until she comes to the little yellow jet. She pulls out the keys and bites her lip. Should she go? She sighs and opens the door. She Starts up the engine, and zooms off, upward. She needs to talk to someone. She needs to talk to Piccolo.

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Piccolo opened his eyes. "Someone's coming…" he said. Sure enough, a few minutes later, a yellow jet lands. He remains in his meditation stance, knowing already who it is. Marron gingerly stepped out of the jet and fixed her hair. She smoothed out her shirt, and saw Piccolo. She spied Piccolo and walked towards him. "Uh…hey Piccolo" she said. He looked at her. "Hello Marron, " he said. "Um…I need to talk to you," she said. He nodded and floated to the ground. They walked to a room in the lookout that had some carpets on the ground. There they sat and Marron began. "Well, you see-" "Is this about Trunks?" Piccolo asked. She looked at him then nodded. He nodded. "Thought so …" he said. "I can't stop blaming Pan," she said looking down. "It's ok you know, she blames herself too" he said. She looked up. "She does?" she asked. He nodded. "You like him don't you?" he asked. She let out a small gasp and her cheeks flushed red. "How'd you know?" she asked. He looked at her. "It's not so hard to know Marron," he said. "I saw you all the time, at parties, always by your self, reading or something, or you would talk to Bra, and when she was going to talk to her brother, you would leave, while Pan was hanging out with them, you would be by yourself. Anytime he asked you something, you would blush slightly…" he said. She sighed. "Was it really that obvious?" she asked. "Not to all eyes." He said. She looked at him. "What should I do?" she asked. "You're asking the wrong person…I've never been in love before…" he said. "You haven't?" she asked. He shook his head. "I've never been in love, and so I don't know what it feels like, but, if I had to give you advice, maybe you should tell him, it's not good to keep these things bottled up inside, it's better if they know. So follow your heart, talk to your parents, they were the most unlikely people to fall in love, even Bulma, maybe you can tell her, no one knows exactly how she and Vegeta came together, its still a mystery." He said. She sighed and nodded. "Thanks Piccolo," she said. He nodded. "No problem." He said. She got up and went to the jet. She flew off a few minutes later, leaving Piccolo alone once again. "She has feelings for him that run so deep even she does not know…" he said to himself. He closed his eyes and once again blocked out the world.

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He was in the living room looking out the window. He stood with his arm folded, staring at the picturesque landscape. He sighed and turned to look at his wife who sat waiting for an answer. He looked away and she sighs in frustration. She wants to know, but would he tell? He turns back to the window, using it as refuge from her piercing stare. He feels a hand on his shoulder and comes face to face with sad, pleading eyes. He shakes his head and looks away. She sighs again, this time from anger and leaves the room. He looks behind him, but she is there no more.

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Bra wiped another tear that fell unwillingly from her eye. Goten looked at her and sighed. The dismal mood in the room couldn't be touched. "I'm just so mad, I could slap him…" she said angrily. Goten looked down. "Me too, I just can't believe he'd get so mean all of a sudden." He said. " Well, I guess this really affected him, but why does he have to be so cold?" she asked. "Because, it's time you left now brat." Vegeta said stepping into the room with his arms folded. Goten sighed. "Well, see ya tomorrow B-chan" he said. She smiled. "Ok Goten, see ya" she said. He nodded to Vegeta then left. Bra got up and went over to her father. "Aww daddy do you have to be so mean to my friends?" she said leaning on his shoulder. "Your friends? Since when were you and Kakkarot's brat friends?" he asked. "Since forever daddy" she said giggling. He sighed. "Well don't let me catch you getting too close now." He said. "Dad?" "Yes?" "Do you know why Trunks is so cold to us?" she asked. He took her hand and they sat down on the chair. "Well princess, I think that I understand now what's going on." He said. "What is it daddy?" she asked. He sighed. "I think he's afraid." Vegeta said. "Afraid? Of what?" she asked. "Hasn't he told you millions of times what's he's afraid of?" Vegeta asked. He looked at his daughter while her face was contorted with thought. "Oh…I see, I know what he's afraid of now, he's afraid that he won't walk again…that he won't be able to fight…" she said. Vegeta nodded. "Exactly…" he said. "Oh daddy…" she said hugging him. He sighed and held his daughter closer. "He's afraid darling…afraid…"

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