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"So let me get this right, you were out swimming at night...alone...when we specifically told you not to?" Marron was about to speak once again but Juuhachigou interrupted her. "Krillin, we never told her she couldn't...we only warned her, to be honest." Krillin patted Mirai Trunks on the shoulder. "Well thanks again, Trunks. If you hadn't been here, who knows what could've happened." Marron smiled gratefully to him before she sipped her tea again, her throat less tense than earlier in the ocean.

Chi Chi grinned to the boy fondly. "You can stay with Goten, Trunks. Pan, you sleep with Marron, okay?" Juuhachigou shrugged, "The couch folds out Chi Chi. Someone could always sleep out here." Mirai Trunks lifted his forefingers. "I don't mind. I've slept on worse." Marron felt a bit of sympathy for the teen as he headed upstairs to change.

Pan wrapped an arm around Marron and giggled. "Talk about cutie!" Marron smiled faintly, cutie was an understatement. "So...when are you gonna ask him out? I mean, as thanks for the whole, rescuing thing?" Marron shrugged, tapping her throat slightly. Pan nodded, "Oh yeah, hurts huh?" Marron nodded, lying.

Soon the adults were back to gossiping, Pan was playing checkers with Goten and Mirai Trunks was outside, studying the ocean. 'It just doesn't seem real,' he thought to himself. Only twenty four hours earlier he had been in a deserted wasteland, the oceans a murky brown and no humans living above the surface of the earth.

His thoughts were interrupted as Marron stepped out onto the deck, a large sweatshirt around her small frame and boxers. 'God she turned out beautiful!' thought Mirai Trunks. Marron grinned to him. "Hi." He simply smiled to her and motioned for her to sit with him.

"Thanks." Mirai Trunks continued to grin. Marron shook her head, "No, thanks for saving me. It was really...well it was really stupid what I did back there. And if you hadn't been there I would have died." The teen grinned at her shyness. "No problem," was all he replied. Marron sat uneasily beside him. She had never been so nervous before, especially around someone so handsome.

"Do you swim often?" he finally asked. Marron looked up from her white knuckles and nodded, biting her bottom lip nervously. "Yeah...ever since I was little." Mirai Trunks nodded as she began to twist her hands anxiously. He wasn't that good with girls. He hadn't had much time back in the future. The androids, her mother, destroyed everything that they came in contact with. It was more like save the damsel in distress, then go save another, then another, then go home too tired to care.

Marron looked out to the ocean then to the boy beside her. His eyes were resembling the water's deepened effects. "Umm...how long are you staying?" Mirai Trunks frowned. "Well, I mean...in umm, well this timeline?" Mirai Trunks grinned. "As long as Bulma and Vegeta put up with me." Marron grinned an impish smile. "Do you like punk rock?" Mirai Trunks shrugged casually. "I like any music really." Marron beamed. "I know...well, this may sound stupid and all...and if Pan's taking you already, I understand..." Mirai Trunks frowned.

"Well, it's her birthday Friday and...and we're planning on taking her to...well technically Bulma and Bura are...but, they wanted to take all of us to this concert and...if it's not too sudden and all, I have a spare ticket...and if you want to come with me...or just Bura and Trunks...that's fine. I mean...well it's really up to you."

Mirai Trunks began to laugh and Marron felt her cheeks redden. 'He probably thinks your too young...how old is he anyway?' "If you're too old, that's okay too," she added quickly. Mirai Trunks frowned with a smile still creasing his features. "Too old?" Marron gulped, "Well...I don't mean to be rude, but I don't know how old you are." Mirai Trunks leaned back and sighed. "To be honest I should be about thirty eight."

Marron's eyes bulged. "Well if you don't mind me saying...you look great for almost forty." Mirai Trunks blushed a bit and continued to smile. "I said I should be thirty eight...but technically I'm only seventeen." Marron frowned. "How's that?" Mirai Trunks sighed, "It's kind of hard to explain...and long too." Marron shrugged, her curiosity had been sparked.

He let out another tired sigh before beginning. "Well you see, when Cell and the androids were defeated, it created a hole in my time period...if they never existed in the past, then they can't exist in the future," he explained. Marron nodded, giving her entire attention to him.

"So this caused time to collapse on itself...my dad," he seemed to wince a bit before he continued, "my best friends...everyone, were killed by the androids and if the androids were already dead in the past, then they should be alive too." Marron nodded. "But you can't take back a death that easily," at this he caught Marron's frown. "What about the dragonballs?" Mirai Trunks frowned and thought a moment. "To be honest, that was my first idea...but my mom said something about it not being possible...they were already alive in the past...it would disrupt the difference in time again and maybe even collapse our own time and we would never exist."
Marron took a quick intake of air. Mirai Trunks beamed inside silently as she thought over the new information. "Well I understand it pretty well, except for the part about you being seventeen for forever." Mirai Trunks leaned forward on his knees and nodded. "This is the weird part. After awhile, my mom should have grown old. I mean, she was already in her late thirties, by the time I should have been thirty, she still looked the same as she had when I arrived back after destroying the androids...I looked the same too.   

"So she did some test and came up that we hadn't aged one day since I arrived home." Marron's frown grew. "So we did more test and more and more and couldn't come up with an answer. Finally, my mom figured out that our past figures...the Bulma and Trunks you grew up with....were finally catching up to us in age. So we thought once they caught up we would start aging again."

"But you didn't," finished Marron, her frown thicker than ever. Mirai Trunks nodded. "Nope. Two more years went by and I found out Trunks...yours...was two years older than me. So my mom did more tests and couldn't figure it out, it was like time had stopped in our world."

Marron shuddered a bit as the night's breeze kicked up. "Are you cold? We can always finish this later." Marron shook her head quickly, stray wisps of blonde slapping her cheeks. "No! Please continue!" Mirai Trunks smirked and gave a curt nod.

"Well, it was true. Time in the past was going on, speeding ahead of us, and we were stuck back here. So I came up here about two months ago and I began to age again. I grew a bit of hair on my chin as I had before the androids died. I was growing again, just not in my timeline."

Marron wrapped her arms around herself and nodded. Without a word, Mirai Trunks placed his blue jacket around her shoulders and she smiled brightly. "Thanks." Mirai Trunks shrugged as if it were nothing. "Go on," urged Marron, her smile still plastered to her lips.

Mirai Trunks chuckled a bit. "So...I came home, told my real mom and she said to go back and grow up some." Marron giggled as he laughed. When he laughed, it was like he was afraid to. His eyes sparkled with a hint of misery and Marron wished that she had the power to lift that curse of forever.

Marron decided to bring up something bright. "Well, if your mom is anything like the Bulma in our time, then I don't think she'd mind being ageless." Mirai Trunks sighed...not the reaction she was going for. "Yeah, you'd think that. And if my father hadn't died, then she would have definitely wanted it...but its her dream to see him again." Marron sighed softly. "I'm sorry." He shrugged. "It's alright, I barely knew him. I only got to know this timeline Vegeta and my real father is supposedly just like him. I wish I could help my mom, but she just doesn't want to talk about it anymore."

Marron turned away a moment, casting a longing look out to the ocean. Mirai Trunks delicately touched her hand. Marron jerked back and met his intense gaze. "So when's this concert?"

A/N: Wow guys! Thanks for the reviews! I know they're not a lot, but they mean a lot to me! Hee hee, anyways, I hope this answered a few of your guys' questions about M. Trunks age. I know that this isn't what really happened in the show, but this was how I saw it. Also, I know the characters aren't acting their usual way, but hey, my story, my way. LOL And Mitsune. K, I'm glad you like Paresu just as much as me, because your right, she doesn't get enough attention. :P  I'm at a tough spot, and I've already started the next chapter so just bear with me, okay? :P