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Chapter 14: SMALLTALK
Trunks stared out the window and sighed. Sleep? He couldn't sleep at all. He closed his eyes and waited. He felt a whoosh of air, and Marron was floating in front of him. She had a ghostly appearance, and she didn't smile or say hello. "You wanted to speak to me?" she asked. He nodded. "How can you fly?" he asked. She looked away. "Don't worry about that." She said. "Why? Marron, please, I, I need you," he said. She softened. "Really?" she asked. He nodded. "Really, and, I love you." He said. She looked at him and turned away. "I'm sorry Trunks, but you know I belong to someone else now." She said. He looked at her. "Marron, can you come it and, and maybe we can have a talk, a good talk?" he said. She looked at him and then reluctantly came in through the window. The room was chilly and Trunks shut the window. Marron sat on the bed and looked at Trunks. "So what is there to talk about?" she asked. He shrugged. "I was hoping you'd know." He said. "Ok then. Listen trunks, I don't know, if there was really anything between us." She said. "What do you men? Of course we had something. That's why you stormed off in the first place right?" he asked. She fumed. "Look, I want to forget about that ok?" she said.
He frowned. "Why? We had—" "We had nothing ok? You spoiled it all with that Isis woman," she said angrily. "I didn't know she was coming back." He said. "You didn't have to put on a face like that! Like you were actually happy to see her, you completely forgot I was sitting there, how was I supposed to feel?" she said. Hot tears were streaming down her face. The room was silent. She got up and wiped her eyes. "Trunks, I don't want to be mean, or sound uncaring, but, I'm not…normal anymore. I'm not…" "Human?" He asked softly looking down. She looked at him. "How did you know?" she asked. "When I saw him…Byron, I sensed his ki. I had fought him before…" he said. She gasped. Piccolo knew and Trunks? "I searched your ki, your feelings way deep down inside, I detected strength, and a lot of it, welling up at the bottom. You're very strong now right?" He asked. She nodded. "I'm still learning though, to manage my powers," she said. "What are you? He was exceptionally strong when I fought him, but, he got away, he never did anything wrong that I knew of, but he never told me what he was…" he said. "You can't tell ok? Piccolo knows, but, don't tell," she pleaded. "Ok, ok, I won't tell," he said. "I'm, well, he's, we're vampires, vardoulacha's, strigoi…" He froze. "Blood drinkers…" he whispered out. She nodded. "I… how could you? How could you sell your self like that? To the devil him self!" he said. "Listen, I was the weakest of you all," "No you weren't!" he said. "I had nothing special about me, I wasn't pretty, strong, I wasn't even so smart." "But I accepted you the way you were…" he said. "I know that Trunks, and I'm sorry, but," "But, you don't need me anymore right? I'm beginning to think that you were the one using me." He said. She looked at him with her eyes wide open. "Look here mister, I was never the one to use you ok? So don't ever say that. Understand?" she said heatedly. He nodded. He had found her weak spot. She rose up with a grace that she had never possessed. He saw in her eyes a dull far away look. She now knew more things than before. She had someone else's blood running through her veins. She looked strangely beautiful. "Am I invited to lunch tomorrow with the girls?" he asked. She looked away. "If you want, no one's stopping you." She said. He nodded. She opened the window and flew out. "I'll see you around," she said. "Marron," he said. She stopped. "What?" she asked. "Um…I'm sorry, do you forgive me?" he asked. She looked at him. "Maybe…" she said. She flew off. He looked at her figure as it disappeared into the sky. He sighed and hoped that things would work out. Would they?
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Marron flew into the window of her room. She saw someone standing by the door. It was Byron. He smiled revealing pearly white teeth. It was a wonder they were so white after the amount of people he had killed. "Where were you darling?" he asked. "For a breath of air," she said. He smiled. "Look Byron, I don't think you should be here now, it's late and my parents wouldn't appreciate it," she said. He sighed. "Alright, well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow," he said. He kissed her and then went to the window. He flew off and she closed the window. She went to her bed and fell asleep in a few seconds, unaware of Piccolo's floating form outside her window.
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I didn't feel to make that thing today…anyway, sorry about the delay; there was a death in the family so we were all preoccupied. Anyway, thank god I had a day off; I actually got some free time. Jeez, school these days, man so much work, any way review if you can, I'd appreciate it!! ~~