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Marron awoke far too early than she had planned on. When she awoke, her father was already picking out an outfit for her. "Dad?" she whispered, stifling a yawn as she rose up, realizing that she hadn't even gotten under the sheets last night but simply fallen asleep with her pillow in arms.

"What are you doing Daddy?" Krillin turned to her and grinned. "Morning sunshine! Better get dressed before your mother gets up here, she's running late. You guys are having brunch with Bulma and she has a surprise that just arrived last night. Better get a move on." Marron nodded, stretching for the fifth time and rose up to assist her father.

"Here Daddy, I can get it." She took a baby blue shirt from him and denim skirt. "This okay?" Marron held them up to her body. Krillin sighed, "I dunno if it suits the surprise." Marron frowned. This was one of her cutest outfits. She'd worn it to go shopping with Pan and Videl a month earlier and had gotten several compliments on it.

"I'm wearing it, Dad. It brings out the blue in my eyes." Krillin shrugged and smiled. "What do I know? I'm just the dad." Marron looked at him with one of her mother's knowing expressions. "Daddy, it's a girl thing. Don't take it personally." Krillin nodded as he exited her room.

Quickly, she pulled off her boxers and jogged over to her radio to blare the newest hits. She wasn't going to worry about Trunks today. She was going to have a fun day out with the girls. Swaying her hips to the music she quickly pulled the skirt over her hips and snapped it closed.

She hastily pulled off her tank top and pulled on a bra as the chorus hit. She began to sing along to the song, pulled her blouse over her head. "Now what shall we do with you?" she asked her hair. She piled it lazily upon her head. "Up?" She dropped it and let it lay about her shoulders. "Or down?"
"Down," came her mother's smooth voice. Marron smiled. "Thanks." She grabbed her brush and quickly brushed out her locks before grabbing her make-up bag and quickly applied it to her lips and eyes. "Are we ready girls?" came Chi Chi's voice down the hall. Marron slipped on her tennis shoes and nodded. Juuhachigou took her daughters hand and led her to car.

"We can take one car, don't you think? It's only you, me, Marron, Bura, Bulma, Videl...err, well, perhaps two." Chi Chi and Juuhachigou laughed, well more like Chi Chi laughed and Marron's mother smiled. Marron watched as the ocean sped by, there air car only a foot from the waves. The sun was out bright and Marron knew she would miss her morning swim. 'I can always go this evening,' she thought sadly. She didn't like swimming with others, it was like a ritual she had with herself.

Marron soon became bored with the ocean's landscape and turned to her attention to the gossip going on in front. "...and I say to him, 'Well Son Goku, either you stay with us for the summer or don't come back this winter!' And obviously he chose to stay this summer." Juuhachigou smiled fondly. "Well, thank you. Krillin really did need another male in the house." Chi Chi chuckled her feminine laugh. "Yes, well, the three of us hadn't been in that house at the same time in years."

Marron grew bored with their conversation and decided to search the car for something to do. Ashtray, cup holder, pen? No, just a used straw. Nothing, her mother kept the car empty except passengers and obviously used straws. As Marron began to count the frays at the edge of her skirt, Chi Chi sang out. "We here!" Marron looked up, mouthing 192.

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The Briefs were already in their air car, awaiting everyone else. Bulma stepped out. "Well, the cafe's just two miles that way. Want me to lead?" Chi Chi nodded. "Sure." Bulma hopped in, waving goodbye to the three before speeding out of the driveway and down the road.

Cafe Le Crème was a rather large place for a cafe. It was also a place for the rich, which Bulma most certainly was. Just the entrance appeared to be that of any restaurant in Manhattan and the large fountain in the front proved how much money they had.

Marron followed the older women out as the other car unloaded as well. First Bulma and Videl came out, gossiping, then laughing loudly about something. Next was Paresu, Bura and Pan, which was a little awkward because Paresu went running to Marron with a look of pure happiness on her face. Pan was whispering Bura's ear and the demi-Saiyan female just rolled her eyes.

"You've just gotta see him, Mar! He's gorgeous!" Marron frowned in confusion as Paresu looped her arm with Marron's. "Who? Who's everybody talking about?" Paresu giggled behind her hand as they entered the cafe. "Good afternoon miss," spoke the French waiter. Marron smiled politely as she lead her giggling friend inside.

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"He's Bulma's son from the future...ya know, the one who defeated everybody?" Marron nodded quickly as she bit into her Caesar Salad. Paresu took a quick swig of her champagne before she continued. "So I guess he was going to join us for brunch, but somethin' came up. That's why I didn't go on my date with Goten, the boys are out doing something." Marron frowned. "Who?" Paresu thought a moment then began to count on her hands.

"Trunks, Trunks, Goten, Gohan, Ubuu and uhhh, that's it. Your dad is with Goku and Vegeta stayed home." Marron nodded, wondering if she should have been the brunette and Paresu the blonde. Shaking these thoughts from her mind, Bura sat down next to her smiling.

Marron smiled back cautiously. Bura was one of the sweetest girls she knew...but she did have Vegeta in her and she had terrible mean streak. She put on the front of good girl to all the adults, but all the teens saw threw it in a heartbeat. With the way her bright blue eyes were glittering in the low light of the cafe, (which now, Marron was beginning to think the place was originally supposed to be a cafe, but became popular and was now a restaurant) she was obviously up to something.

"This Friday is Pan's birthday and my mom's getting her tickets to Good Charlotte's concert on Saturday night. We're getting tickets for everyone and backstage passes because Mom made their personal jet...sooo, if you and a special someone wanna go?" Marron thought a moment...she should bring a date. "Uh, I don't have a date." Bura grinned, "Oh I can find you someone. You just look cute on Saturday and be ready by five o'clock, okay?" Marron smiled, "Yeah okay." Bura grinned and patted her on the shoulder.

"She's sweet," whispered Paresu as Bura rejoined Pan at the cafe's lounge. Marron shrugged. "Yeah, Bura's alright." Paresu's brown eyes grew. "Alright?! The kid just gave us Good Charlotte tickets and backstage passes!!" Marron shook her head as she finished her salad. "No Paresu, her mother gave us the tickets." Paresu eyed her new found friend. "You're so negative, Mar. Everyone tells me how upbeat you are." Marron let out a heavy sigh. "Yeah well, someone put everything in perspective yesterday for me and supposedly not everyone feels that way."

Paresu frowned. "It wasn't me was it?" Marron laughed, "No...worse. One of my best friends." Paresu placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Can I ask who it was?" Marron smiled faintly. "As much as I wish I could tell you, Paresu...I just can't. I think I need to talk to him first." Paresu grinned, "So it was a boy...friend?" Marron nodded as she glanced at her mother. Juuhachigou nodded and Marron could hear her mother making a comment about leaving.

Paresu bit her nail then glanced at Marron. "Can I stay at your place tonight?" Marron thought a moment and shrugged. "Sure, we never have company, it would be great." Paresu smiled brightly and hugged Marron. "Thanks Mar."

A/N: Well, another chapter up. Did you like it? And who is the hottie Paresu's babbling about? Find out. :P