I don't own DBZ/DBGT.
A/N: Gomen for not updating for so long. Finals are here. Expect more often updates once July starts.
Rain on a Sunny Day's Love
Chapter 7 – Road Trip – Check In
"This is great! It's the best birthday ever!!!"
Marron called out as the three reached the large city. It was overcrowded, noisy, and the city lights were brighter than day. In the far background, a theme ark shone in all its flashy glory, inviting the children in the three Demi-adults.
Marron was standing on the car, looking around eagerly. Goten sat in the car behind her, chuckling lightly. Trunks was in the hotel, reserving their rooms.
"Sometimes I forget you can be more naïve than me, Marron-chan."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"I meant it as such."
She felt her cheeks go red at his smirk, and it was by luck she had her back to the hotel when Trunks came towards them.
"Well, I got us one room, three beds."
"One room?"
"Ok, the royal suite. Sue me, I feel like spoiling the birthday girl."
He winked, and Marron felt her cheeks go hotter.
"Then I guess we'll just go up and change and then hit downtown."
The Son boy took his and Marron's bags, throwing Trunks his capsule pouch.
"No suitcase?"
"What's the point?"
"Good ole Trunks. Never changes."
"Pray I never do."
The three entered the lobby, and Marron felt with great relief that whatever stopped the two from talking earlier was gone.
"Let's race up the stairs!"
Goten cried out eagerly, already in a sprinting position.
"You're on."
Both were about to rush off when Marron grabbed them by the back of their shirt collars.
"Not so fast!"
She crossed her arms, tapping her foot impatiently, promptly ignoring the puppy look and glare.
"Maaaaaaaaaroooooooon-chaaaaaaan!"
"Marr, let us go."
"No!"
She waved an angry finger at them."
"Since we're gonna be doing this for at least a week, time to put down some rules."
A pout and a roll of the eyes.
"One- whenever we're stuck in a double bed- you two are in it. I'm not sleeping with either of you."
"Fair enough."
Trunks said coolly, crossing his arms, while Goten blushed lightly.
"Two- you make your own lunches if on the road. I don't want to give another McDonald's employee a heart attack."
The Son boy chuckled nervously while scratching the back of his head, earning him a bemused look from his friend.
"Ok. We'll try."
"Rule number three- no drinking."
"As if we'd get drunk. All we get is the hangover and we're sober through it."
Both boys' expressions proved Goten's statement, and Marron knew better than to ask.
"Good. Rule number four, and more important: No powers."
This caused quite a commotion.
"You're kidding me."
"Marr-chan, how can we not use what's a part of us?"
"I know you can do it. I'm counting on you."
She flashed them such a girly smile she knew they'd suppress their powers to such a level an ant could beat them. Me. They sure liked blondes.
Trunks heaved a defeated sigh, his shoulders slumped over.
"Ok. To the elevator then, I guess."
"Those're my boys!"
She wrapped her hands with each of theirs, causing both to blush slightly.
"To our suite!"
And there they went.
It was a peaceful evening in the Son resident. Chichi was making dinner while Gohan was working on some paperwork, and Videl was taking care of Bra and Pan. The 8 and 6 years olds weren't that much of a bother, if you gave them the right TV show. Krillin and 18 were there, waiting to hear anything from their rouge daughter.
"I still can't believe he kidnapped her."
The man said for the hundredth time.
"If anything happens to her…"
"Honey?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Shut up."
"Yes, dear."
The phone rang, promptly catching all's attention, and Bra, being the closest to the phone, answered.
"Son resident."
"She's so polite."
Chichi beamed, happy her granddaughter had such a polite friend.
"Oniichan!"
Krillin's head snapped up to the title.
"Really? Sounds cool! Did you buy me a present yet?!"
Pan shook her head and turned her attention back to the TV.
"Ah ha. Well, you better soon! Tee hee. Ok. Huh? What? Yeah, he's here. Hold on. KRILLIN-SAN! PHONE CALL!"
Krillin blinked several times before answering.
"Hello."
"Krillin."
"Trunks. Where's my daughter?"
"She's currently in the shower."
"WHAAAAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
The shout shook the entire kitchen area.
"No worries, we're not peeking."
The young man sounded greatly amused.
"You had better not!"
"Well, just called to tell you we're all ok here, and that we'll call tomorrow as well. See ya!"
"Trunks! No, wait, Trunks!"
-click-
Trunks sighed in relief as he put the phone down.
"So. He's uptight about it?"
"Hn."
Goten placed his sleeping t-shirt and boxers on his bed, which was the third in the room. The suite was huge, with two bathrooms and a kitchen. And a 49" TV.
"Well, in his eyes, we kidnapped her."
"Tough."
Goten sat next to his friend on the couch, and a rather awkward silence ensued, broken only by Marron's shower singing.
"Say, Trunks…"
"Hm?"
"Remember we promised we'd always be friends?"
Blue eyes glanced worriedly at the other young man, but onyx eyes hid behind a veil of equally dark bangs.
"Hey, what's all this about suddenly?"
"…"
"Goten?"
The Son boy looked his friend over, contemplating what to say while biting his lip.
"I'd never do anything to hurt you, Trunks."
A blink.
"Where did that come from?"
"Just… thinking about our friendship."
A warm smile came to Trunks's lips.
"I feel the same way."
Goten had to keep from laughing at the irony, but his friend seemed so sincere…
"Well, I…"
"What is it?"
"I…"
"TADA!"
Marron came out of the shower in a sudden jump, ruining the moment. The girl was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a baggy orange t-shirt. She let her hair down, using a pair of orange sunglasses as a hair band. The necklace was still there, which caused Trunks to blush. Goten kept from glaring.
"So… we game?"
The meaning was as far deeper as far as the boys were concerned.
"We game."
