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Rain on a Sunny Day's Love
Chapter 5 – Road Trip – Running Away? Never!
It was early in the morning when the phone rang. The young man hit his alarm clock, breaking the object in the process. However, the ringing continued.
"Kuso."
His hand searched for the phone and he found it eventually, dropping other stuff to the carpet.
"*mumble*" (this had better be important.)
The voice on the other side of the line was cheerful. Morning people. Phe.
"Morning, Trunks-chan!"
His still leaded eyes snapped open.
"Marr-chan."
The prince glanced at the clock on the wall and frowned.
"Didn't I just tell you goodnight less than five hours ago?"
"Four, but never mind that."
He had to chuckle.
"What can I do for you?"
"Weeeeeeell, I was thinking. Now that I'm 16, why not go out on a road trip? Just you, and me…"
A slight smile rose to his lips.
"…and Goten."
And then it turned into a smirk.
"Aw, don't you like me no more?"
A giggle.
"You know I do. But I feel like I kinda owe him. The teddy bear's really cute."
"Like you."
"I'm not chubby!"
"But you're cuddly."
Another giggle.
"What's the matter, we kissed, so you stopped being a good flirt?"
She asked teasingly.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Not funny."
"Well, I better wake Goten up. Later."
"Marron, I…"
Click.
"…Love you."
The girl blinked, wondering what it was the boy wanted to say, but shrugged it off. She had to call Goten.
Trunks stood up, yawning and stretching. The door opened and he found his father there, smirking.
"How'd it go?"
Trunks smirked back.
"Well, it went… well."
"So that's why you came back an hour ago?"
"Yep."
"Tsk. Her father's going to kill you."
"He's more than welcomed to try."
"Have fun. Don't do anything I'd do."
The son had to laugh as the door was closed, and he started packing. Road trip, she said? Fun fun fun.
"Marron, breakfast is ready!"
"Coming, mom!"
Rushing downstairs still in her pajama, Marron entered the kitchen. She gave her father a cool gaze, and sat down to eat.
"So, I saw you packing."
Krillin said, looking at his daughter. She just chewed her food quietly.
"Going somewhere?"
Still no answer.
"Where will we be able to find you?"
18 asked as she sat down to the table.
"I donno."
The father wasn't pleased with the answer. Frankly, what father would?
"How can that be? Don't you know where you're going?"
"Not really."
"Who're you going with?"
"Trunks and Goten."
Silver wear clashed with china as the father dropped the fork and stood up. The mother looked at him rather indifferently. The daughter stopped eating, still looking at her plate, though.
"You are not going alone with them."
She took another bite, showing in that little action that she wasn't paying her father attention.
"Did you hear me?"
"Yes."
"You're not going."
"The hell I'm not."
Placing the dishes in the sink, Marron ran upstairs, and came back down quickly with her bag.
"You're not going out wearing that!"
The door slammed.
"Marron!"
"Some wise decision it was, insulting her."
"Well, you sure helped."
"You're welcome."
Marron flew as fast as she could, trying to concentrate on the events to come, not the scene she just left behind. Closing her eyes, Marron let the air rush past her. It was so absurd to her, how she was able to do something that only 4 years ago she found so impossible. The bag strapped to her back, Marron glided next to a group of birds, loving being free as they were.
"Goten-kun!"
"Heya, Trunks."
The two friends met outside the prince's house, all packed and ready to go. All that was missing was Marron.
"I hardly woke up. How come you're looking as bouncy as ever?"
Trunks asked, stifling a yawn. Goten smiled rather uneasily.
"I went to sleep a bit before you did."
"Makes sense."
They fell into an awkward silence, which Trunks tried to break several times, and it lasted until the girl behind the trip landed. Both stared.
"Marron!"
"Marr-chan… what did your father say?"
Trunks asked with a smirk.
"Huh? Oh, he was too much in shock."
And for a reason. Knee high cowboy boots with minimal jeans shorts barely covering anything, white t-shirt that showed just above the bellybutton with a turn collar that revealed her shoulders, a brown leather collar, two massive work gloves and a cowboy hat. The pigtails were still there, as was the pink lipstick. And the necklace.
"Did you miss me, boys?!"
The girl gave each a peck on the cheek and Trunks tried to kiss back, but she turned her face away, resulting in a peck on the cheek as well. She giggled at his confused frown while Goten did his best not to blast everything away.
"Ready to go? I can't wait to see all those great places!"
Marron said, jumping to the back seat of Trunks's sports car, handing the bag to the boys.
"We'll go now, if you're ready."
Goten said, finally cheerful.
"Ok then, let's hit the road!"
They were all set to go when Bulma came out from the house, holding the phone, seeming upset.
"Marron Sakura Chestnut, come back here right now!"
Not losing a moment, Marron jumped to the driver's seat, ignited the engine and pressed hard on the gas, forcing the two boys left behind to fly in order to catch up. Trunks assumed the seat next to her while Goten was in the rear.
"What was that all about?"
"My father."
"I thought you said he let you go."
"I never said such a thing, Goten-kun."
She half expected Trunks to throw in a comment, but he just crossed his arms behind his head, enjoying the wind.
"Oh? No words from the smart mouth?"
She slapped the back of his head teasingly before paying attention to the road again, almost missing the exist to the highway.
"Just one thing. First gas station, you let me drive. This car isn't insured for you reckless drivers."
That earned him a unanimous 'HEY!' and threats for the rest of the trip, and soon the three were engaged in a talk about nothing. Marron smiled triumphantly.
'This'll show my dad! I will not be pushed around! Time to shove back!'
But is running away the way to do so?
