Author's Note: Ok, sorry everyone for this taking so damn long! I started school (college) again, so I've been busy with that and I'm working again too! But I really will try to get chapters up as soon as I can! Thanks for all the reviews! I love ya all!
Cass
December 10th (Marron)
We got to Trunks` house a little after seven. I never realized how long the drive really was. I guess I appreciate Trunks a little more now for making that drive just to see me.
After the barrage of hugs from Bulma, we sat down to dinner in unsettling silence. Someone was bound to bring up the fact that I was pregnant… It was just a matter of time and how many times they had already talked about it.
Hell, I was going to give Bulma her first grandchild. Too bad it wasn't planned by any means.
During the span of the meal, Trunks and Bra spoke almost in whispers about Uub and Pan.
"So how are they doing, Marron? I haven't seen Pan since we lived out there." Bulma smiled.
I forced a small grin. "Fine." I lied. "She's doing well in school, to say the least." That part was true; although Panny was a pothead, she was still as intelligent as ever, if not more so.
"Well that's good to hear. Goten will probably be by either tonight or tomorrow. He was very excited when he heard you would be coming to town. How long will you stay with us, Marron?" Bulma looked up at me expectantly.
I bit my lower lip and Trunks caught my eye. "I don't have anywhere else to go anymore, I'm afraid."
Bulma furrowed her eyebrows. "Well, I'm sure your mother-"
"My mother wants no part in my life any longer, and I have no intention of going against her in this matter." I sighed and looked at my plate. "She made her opinion of me quite clear when I last saw her."
"I think Marron and I should get an apartment together for the time being." Trunks finally decided to join the conversation. He looked at me and faltered. "I… I think it would best for the both of us, as well as for the baby."
Finally, someone had mentioned the fact that a baby was in the picture somewhere.
Bulma looked from Trunks to me. "Have you two started looking for a place yet?"
I shook my head no. He had never even talked about it with me, but I think it was a bit of the way he was: an improviser.
Bulma smirked in a very Vegeta-like manner. I could almost see the wheels turning in her head, formulating a game plan. "We have a guest house just on the other side of the freeway. It hasn't been used in a while, so I'm sure it's a bit dusty, but you're more than welcome to use it until you gather your bearings."
Trunks looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Sounds good to me. Marron, you can finish school on the internet, they have that now. And I have a job."
I nodded. Considering my options that were laid out in front of me, this one was the most appealing so far.
Dinner was cleared away and I followed Trunks to his room.
He closed the door behind me and rubbed my arms. "You sure this is what you want? I mean, the guesthouse and all?"
I nodded. "What other choice do we have? I want to get the rest of my things though, and I want to keep in touch with Pan and Uub."
Trunks smirked. "Bra is still all upset over Uub and how he's not 'saving himself for her' as she says it. I swear, my sister is a mental." He leaned in and I let him kiss me. "You don't mind spending a few nights here?"
"Nah. I can manage staying in your messy-ass room for a few nights." I smirked. "Besides, I guess it could be worse, right? I could be stuck over at Damien's house or something."
He opened his mouth to say something when there was a knock on the door. Trunks opened the door before I was thrown onto my back on his bed by a blur of black hair.
`Ten hugged me to the point I thought I would pass out.
"Ugh! Mazzie, you don't know how dull it's been around here without you! Trunks
is a total bore, working all the time and going out on dates…"
I looked at Trunks and raised a mocking eyebrow. "Oh really? Well then. `Ten, I'll just hafta go hang out with you all the time then, since I doubt Trunks will have the time to entertain me… being pregnant and all."
Goten gasped and jumped off of me. "It's true then? Geez, I thought it was all just a sick joke or something."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Trunks roll his eyes. "I swear, G, you really aren't the sharpest tool in the drawer, are you?" He made his way over to me and rubbed my stomach in an affectionate way.
Maybe he would be a better father than I had hoped?
"Wow… can I feel your belly, Maz?" Goten was looking at my stomach like it was worth a million dollars or something like that.
I smiled and nodded. "You won't feel anything though. I don't even know how far along I am."
Goten ran his hands over my belly gently. "I bet you'll be one of those real cute pregnant girls who carries the baby right in front like a little soccer ball. When do you have a doctor's appointment to find out when you will have it and whether it'll be a boy or girl?"
I shrugged. We hadn't talked about it yet; my whole little doctor-phobia and all. I looked at Trunks.
"I think mom is going to schedule an appointment for next week for us. We'll know more then." He kissed my cheek quickly. "I'll be right back." With that, he stood and left the room.
`Ten looked at me and I felt myself smile. "What are you thinking?"
"Are you two still fooling around?" He didn't even hesitate for a minute. "`Cause if you are, you should be real careful so you don't get even more pregnant."
I swear, I wonder how many times that child was dropped on his head when he was a baby… Either that, or did ChiChi smoke massive amounts of pot when she was pregnant with him? "`Ten, once you're prego, you can't get more prego!"
His gaze dropped to the floor and then he quickly looked back up. "You sure?"
I nodded and smirked. "Yes, I'm pretty sure, but then, I've never been pregnant before, so we'll just leave it at that."
He smiled. "Well, if you get more pregnant and you don't want it, I'm sure you could give it to Bulma or something." He reached over and let his hand fall on my stomach. "Have you thought of any names yet?"
Trunks walked back into the room and leaned against the doorway. "Marius for a boy or Catherine for a girl."
`Ten nodded. "I hope you have a little boy… that way… well, I dunno, but I think it would be cool." He smirked the famous Son grin. Did I ever mention that I love Son Goten? Cause I do.
"I hope we have a boy too." Trunks piped up. "I just think it would be cool to have someone carry on my name and all… that plus it would just be easier… Mom said I was a hell of a lot easier to raise than Bra was."
"If we have a boy, he'll be a mama's boy." I smirked at the look on Trunks' face.
We talked like that for about an hour, just what it will be like when I have my baby. Goten finally went out to the living room and crashed on the couch.
"I'm gunna go shower. I'll be back in a few minutes." Trunks kissed me quickly before grabbing a towel off the floor and walking into the bathroom.
I sat back and smiled to myself. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all?
Bra appeared at the door and raised an eyebrow. "So what's it like, being pregnant and all with one of the most famous people in the country?" There was an acidic tone to her voice.
Let me set the record straight; Bra and I used to be like sisters. Then she left and Uub knew he wouldn't be able to stay loyal in such a long distance relationship, so he broke up with her, hoping to leave it on a good note. Everything went fine until Uub discovered that he felt butterflies in his chest whenever Pan was around (which he confided to me under a strict oath to not mention to ANYone.). Basically, Bra told me to chose: abandon Uub because he fell in love or not talk to her because she was insanely jealous.
I obviously took Uub's side. He did nothing wrong and I love him. Just because Bra thought she could use me to get to Uub doesn't mean that her plan went through as scheduled.
"Well, it's a walk in the park." I said sarcastically. "You should really try it some day."
"Are Pan and Uub still together?" She cut right to the point.
"Does it matter?" I began to busy myself with brushing my hair.
She sat down on Trunks' bed and brushed a strand of aqua colored hair behind her ear. "Yes, I think it does."
"Then why don't you call him and ask?" Needless to say I am sick of all this damn drama.
"Why should I when I have you here and I can just ask you? He misses me, doesn't he? Pan was always so damn plain." She smirked to herself while I lost it.
"Ok, Bra, I know I am in your house, but I don't know who the hell you think you are. Pan is an incredible person who isn't so petty and so stuck on herself that she walks into inanimate objects. That's why Uub loves her. He loves her, he is with her, and he will always love her. He doesn't talk about you, he doesn't think about you, so just get over yourself and get over him."
The mild look of shock was quickly hidden. "How do you know all of this?" She narrowed her eyes slightly.
I couldn't help but smirk. "Because he loves me too. He is my best friend in the world and he tells me everything. He tells me more than he tells Pan. He figures I made a sacrifice for him, not that I really need to get into that or anything, but he loves me and tells me why he couldn't be with you."
"So why won't you tell me then?" She tried to make her voice a little bit nicer.
"Because you are a bitch and because I am not here to relay Uub's private thoughts to you."
Thankfully Trunks showed up in the room wearing nothing more than a blue terry cloth towel around his waist. "What's going on?" He looked slightly concerned.
"Nothing, Bra was just leaving, weren't ya?"
She glared at me. "I'm calling him and telling him everything you just said."
"You do that then." I smirked.
She stalked out of the room and slammed the door behind her.
Trunks looked at me and I rolled my eyes. "I swear, your sister is the biggest drama queen in the world."
He walked up to me, pulled me into his arms and kissed me. "I think I can think of someone else."
Sometimes he makes me feel those butterflies Uub was talking about.
A/N: Ok, that's all for now! I hope you all liked it and please review! Thanks much!
