Author`s Note: Hey all! Sorry it`s taken me so very long to update on this (or anything else). Like I mentioned, I`ve been completely swamped with 50 million things to do! But I`m back now (for the time being, anyways * grins *). Just as a warning, this chapter contains lemon (I.E. sex scenes..well.. it has one!) So just to know you were warned!

I hope you all like it and special squeezy hugs and stuff to Aerith, my beta! (If you`re not already reading her stuff, what are you wait for? Aerith Gainsborough! Now!) ... * grins *
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Yet again, Marron was being bustled with and fussed over; she was to attend a formal
dinner before spending her first night with Trunks.

The servants left her temporary quarters and she was once again left alone with the
nagging thoughts that always seemed to pull at the back of her mind. Uub.

She didn't love him... did she? She raised a delicate hand to her temple and fought
the hot tears as they threatened to fall from her eyes. This was all too much too fast.

A soft knock sounded at the door, spiraling Marron out of her thoughts. "Come in."

She said barely above a whisper, too shocked at the fact that someone had knocked.

Goten entered the room, followed closely by a young woman with short black hair;
another saiyjin. He approached Marron and took her shaking hand. "You all right?"

Marron nodded shakily but couldn't speak. She didn't know what to say and voicing
that she was fine would be a lie.

"Well, I just thought you should know my niece, Pan." The girl walked forward and
offered a small smile. "I should go, but I'll see you at the dinner tonight." With
that, Goten leaned over, kissed Marron`s pale cheek, and was gone.

Marron turned her attention to Pan; she was the same height as herself with large
blue eyes and hair as black as midnight. She also had friendly features, like Goten.

After staring at each other for a few moments, Pan decided to break the silence. "I`m
sorry to hear about your fate... No one deserves to have their future decided for them
and you were somewhat thrown into this..." She paused looking for the right word, "
hellhole."

Marron smiled faintly. "I brought this upon myself. I just have a problem with the
whole pride thing."

"Ah... you`ll fit in fine then. Saiyjins are very proud by nature."

After only ten minutes, Pan and Marron were talking as if they had known each other
for years and had just been reacquainted.

"Trunks would have had me, Goten thinks, had he not been so close to him." Pan
muttered in a low voice.

Before Marron could reply, the door opened and Bra was standing in the walk way.
"Come, Marron. It`s time."

Marron looked at Pan for a split second before being led out of the room and into the
dimly lit hall.

" You look wonderful." Bra said though a small smile.


Marron considered for the first time what she looked like. She had on a long, slim,
white dress; for purity, she guessed. Her hair was in an elegant updo on the crown of
her head. "Thanks." She muttered.

Bra led her to another door and knocked before the door opened. She walked in and
Trunks was sitting on a red chair by a door opposite the one they were standing in.

He looked up and his eyes lingered on Marron before standing up. He nodded to Bra and
she left after giving Marron`s hand a slight squeeze.

She looked at him a moment, trying to fight the acknowledgment that he looked simply
wonderful. She gazed into his eyes and remembered the kiss they had shared only that
morning.

As if reading her mind, he leaned forward and kissed her rather gently. Once it was
broken, they locked eyes for a moment before...

"We should go." Trunks muttered almost against his will.

As they walked down the hall, Marron mentally cursed herself; she was getting weak
from his good looks. She would have to be much more careful and not let her newly
formed attraction to the prince make things easier for him.

They entered the dining hall and about twenty pairs of eyes fell upon them, most of
them jealous of either one or the other of them.

Marron was seated between Goten and Trunks and found it incredibly difficult to
ignore the subtle advanced that Trunks was making and infuriating Goten .

Vegeta had kept throwing glances at Marron, obviously surprised that this was the
girl he had evicted when she was only five. She was now doubtlessly stunning.

Thankfully for Marron, dinner didn`t last too long. On the downside, that meant that
being in a room with Trunks... alone... vulnerable...

Vegeta dismissed the guests at the table and left hastily, headed out a door Marron
hadn`t noticed earlier.

Trunks stood and offered her his hand, which she ignored, but stood. Slowly, she
followed him out of the dining hall and into the corridor.

"Why do you still pretend you can avoid me?" He asked irritably as they walked to his
quarters. "You are mine... Soon you will know that inside your head as well and will
no longer be able to pretend."

Marron made a small noise in her throat but remained speechless until they entered
his room.

He let go of her arm and turned to lock the door. 'Click'

Marron rolled her eyes. That noise was becoming all too familiar. She turned her eyes to
rest on him but realized he was no longer at the door.


Before she could turn her head, she felt soft lips tracing her neckline and a strong
hand pulling her against him. A voice played in the back of her head. Why fight it?

You know what`s going to happen. Let it be what it is. Then a different voice made
it`s comment. Because you`re better than that. You know it.

She tried to walk out of Trunks` grasp, but this only made him hold tighter to his
body. He slowly pushed her dress strap down her arm and kissed her shoulder.

"Mine." He whispered huskily as he reached his free hand around to her chest.

Marron was beginning to feel the heat radiating from his body and it was making her feel slightly nauseous. "No..." She protested weakly.

Slowly, he moved her zipper to her dress down the very end of it`s trail; right above
her rear. The dress slid down her pale figure and Trunks lifted his head from her skin
to gaze greedily at her delicate body.

Turning her to face him, he led her backwards onto a bed and onto her back. He
removed his shirt and climbed on top of her, breathing increasingly harder with every
move he made.

Marron`s eyes had become large and frightened as Trunks had removed the rest of his
garments and positioned himself at her entrance.

Before he could enter her, she rolled over, panting and struggled to get away from
him. Trunks growled openly, reclaimed her body, pinned her arms down and forced his
length into her womanhood, causing her to scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure
that she had never experienced.

"No one will help you." He said with a sultry growl of pleasure. She was like nothing
he had ever experienced, and he had experienced quite a lot.

She ignored him and continued to sob as he thrust into her.

She closed her eyes and prayed that it was all just a dream; that she would wake up
and she would find herself back on her own ship in her own room.

Before she could try to resist, another searing pain entered her; this time much closer to
her head.

Trunks had sunk four sufficient sized fangs into her neck and was now sucking on her
neck and drinking the blood with a thirst he had never known existed.

Marron felt like she had been screaming with pain for days when he finally let his
mouth leave her neck, but he was still pumping himself into her aching body.

As if from nowhere, a headache like she had never known exploded in her head. Trunks
seemed to be experiencing the same sensation, for he had stopped pulsating into her,
but he had not yet exited her body.

A tearing noise echoed through her temples as if a previously empty place was
becoming overfilled with something unfamiliar to her.

And then the pain was gone. Her head felt filled and made her fear what had happened.
'Are you all right?' Marron nearly screamed. She looked at Trunks above her.

He was staring at her with wide, frightened eyes and breathing hard. 'Are you all
right?' The voice repeated. He hadn`t moved his mouth at all... but that was his voice.

'What the hell happened?' She thought when the voice answered her thoughts, apparently
able to hear them.

We`re bonded.



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A/N: Ok, I warned you about all the sex crap, so I don`t want flames about it! Other than that, I hope the chapter was good! Please please review and it`ll motivate me to update sooner!

Asanra