Summary: Marron thinks about the newest couple and why Trunks is doing this...
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Lying underneath her covers, Marron knew that she should be sleeping, yet she couldn't. Happiness and hatred were trying to win over her emotions and it was very hard. She kept her eyes closed, so if anyone were to peek in would see her as if she were sleeping, yet inside her thoughts, she was wide awake, waging war against her heart.
She'd been so happy, parading around with Mirai Trunks, his beautiful sapphire eyes dancing madly about as if he felt the same. Yet when she'd seen Trunks and Pan, she felt anger seep to the surface, and now she was wondering if her so-called best friend really liked the younger girl or if he was just trying to get back at her.
Mirai Bulma was staying a week and then she and Marron's Bulma would return to the future. M Trunks would remain in past until Bulma was positive that the virus was gone. If they lost M Trunks then they would no longer have that ever present link into the future.
She smiled at the thought of her Trunks, his deep, depressing blue eyes. She thought of the way the wind blew his lavender locks across his view, yet he'd wait for her to push them away. So much pain lay within him that she prayed that someday she'd be able relieve that pain from him, and replace it with happiness and joy...something as a teen he'd never recieved... yet here was his second chance at a teenager's life.
"Good morning West City! How are we doing today?! Today's forecast is scheduled for bright and sunny, high for West City, 68. High for Satan City, 56..."
Marron gasped, staring at her alarm clock. It read five o'clock. "Great!" she cried out as she fell back onto her bed, tears stinging her eyes. She was never really this emotional, yet she was either going to miss another day of school or be tired and irritable all day...she closed her eyes. She'd just go in late and not miss the entire day.
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Passing a few other sophmores, Marron reached Biology and slammed her books down onto her desk tiredly, yawning in unison with her actions. "Hey Mar, what's with you and all the yawns today?" Marron smiled to Paresu as she slid into her seat directly beside Marron. "I only got three hours of sleep this morning. I came in late...I came in during second hour." Paresu nodded understandingly.
"I talked to Goten, we're just taking notes today so you can sleep and I'll email you the notes tonight."
Marron grinned gratefully to her friend. "Thanks Paresu, I really appreciate it. If I don't catch up on some sleep, then I won't survive Literature with Mr. Bringham." The brunette nodded as she opened her spiral, sporting her left hand that read, Goten in curvy letters with a large heart around it.
Marron just chuckled before the bell rang.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I must give this announcement. I know you all planned for notes today, but instead we are working in our labs today, so please, quickly get with a group of three that are seated around you," came their teacher's melancholy voice.
"Great, just when I get a break, I have to work," grumbled Marron. Paresu giggled as she turned her desk to face Marron's and another aquataince, Melany.
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"So did you hear about Trunks? He's dating a freshman! How pathetic!"
Marron shot a glare to the crowd of 'Trunks fans' as they passed the blonde's locker hurriedly. She let out a heavy sigh, pulling out three books and tossing them into her backpack. "Hey Mar."
She turned to find Pan and Trunks, arm in arm, smiling to her. Marron cocked a brow, not returning the smile. "Yeah?" Pan glared as Trunks continued to smile. The dark circles under her eyes hinted that she was in no mood to mess with. "You need a ride home?" Marron shook her head as the bell for dismissal rang. "I can walk, it's a nice day, ya know?" Pan nodded, pinching Marron's arm playfully before leading Trunks outside.
Marron put her index finger to her temple, imitating a gun and whispered, "Bang."
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She exited the large building and walked towards her house. It was indeed a beautiful day for October, and West City was the best city to be in for the fall. Now that there were two Orange Star High Schools, instead of just the one in Satan City, high school rivalary was becoming even more heated. Large banners were sported all over the building, sporting comments such as, "The new and improved OSH will shoot pass the old, burnt out Satan City!" or "OSH forever, Satan City OSH never!"
"Hey cutie."
Marron whirled around as her thoughts of high school spirits were interrupted. Her eyes met a set of stunning sapphire. "Trunks!" He grinned sweetly, holding out his arms to her for a hug. Marron returned the impish grin and hugged him tightly, breathing in autumn and husky, manly cologne.
"Didn't sleep last night?"
Marron traced her dark circles with her slender fingers. "Oh. Uhh, no actually. I was up, couldn't fall asleep." Mirai Trunks frowned. "Why not?" Marron sighed, "Just couldn't I guess. No reason really." Mirai Trunks eyed her carefully, knowing that wasn't the entire truth.
"Want to walk me home?
Mirai Trunks grinned, "Why can't I just fly you?"
Marron smiled kindly. "Well, flying people aren't the most common things in West City, Trunks." He shuddered at the way his name came off her cherry pink lips. He glanced back to her eyes which were shimmering a deep azure, like the ocean the night he kissed her. And now, as the fading sunlight played with the hues of her eyes, he felt that right now might just be the right time again.
So he kissed her again.
Marron was shocked at first, just as shocked as he'd been the afternoon she'd kissed him after his nightmare or memory, whatever it had been. She couldn't believe how soft his lips were, compared to all, but few, others she'd kissed. Most were too dry, or too chapped or worse, too wet...
Yet his were perfect. Angelic soft to be honest and melt perfectly to her puffier ones.
Mirai Trunks wasn't complaining either as she leaned into his chest, breathing softly against his cheek. He pulled her closer, holding her tighter and kissed her a bit more passionately, not taking the kiss further but a simple brush of his lips.
When he backed away from her, Marron saw stars flash in his eyes*. He was simply perfect and one way or another, this was going to last. He had a satisfied but wary look upon his face. Marron bent forward and kissed his cheek again. "Now you can walk me home." He grinned, taking her hand and lacing their fingers together sweetly.
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The sexy stranger had already caught the eye of several other school mates around the school. Bura had been hearing them from her friends all day. She had explained that he was a cousin from his mother's side. Of course, everyone in the world knew that Bulma was an only child, but maybe...
Bura smirked, the tabloids had a new topic for Saturday's paper.
Bura sat on the steps leading into the large building, leaning on Ubuu as he continued to talk with Goten. Bura watched Goten blush at bit at the mentioning of Paresu. Bura would just smile politely and pretend to have no feelings for Goten what-so-ever, yet she did.
And they were strong...very strong.
She couldn't remember the exact age that she'd fell in love with him, but however long it had been, it was still there. He continued to talk about football, excited about the game of the Broncos and Raiders that night. Bura would add a comment occasionally and they'd laugh or counter it with another opinion.
"Well you ready to go, Bura?"
She snapped out of her daze and turned to her so very tan boyfriend. "Yeah, I've been ready for forever but you've been gossiping with him all afternoon." Ubuu gave her back a soft pat before he waved goodbye to Goten and led her to his car. She gave out a little sigh, yet grinned to Ubuu reassuringly as he started the air car and drove her home.
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Trunks landed a few feet from Pan's gate to her house. The young teen landed beside him, grinning warmly to him. "Well that was...exciting." Trunks grinned smugly as they walked to her door. "Ready to tell him?" Trunks nodded as she flashed the infamous Son grin towards him.
Knocking and waiting for Videl and Gohan to answer the door seemed an enternity. He could hear voices, echoing throughout the large home. Pan was bouncing nervously on her heels, glancing back to Trunks for a moment then to the door. He grabbed her hand quickly and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"It's okay."
Pan grinned shyly. "You're the first guy I've ever brought home, you know?"
Trunks smiled confidently, yet inside he was terrified. They were four years apart in age. It would be different if Pan was a sophmore or junior, but not a freshman. Two years was the limit in the high school and he had broken that rule now, making his popularity diminish a bit.
The door swung open...
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"So how do you like the new Orange Star High?"
Mirai Trunks shrugged, squeezing her hand slightly. "It looks pretty similiar to mine, but smells cleaner and the floors are less scuffed." Marron giggled, smiling to the glares she got from many of her fellow OSH schoolmates. M Trunks ran his hand threw his hair, throwing it back. Without even trying, he was sexy.
Marron blushed as many rather 'romantic' images passed through her mind. She glanced over her shoulder as a car began to pull up.
"Well, well, well."
Marron let out a heavy sigh. Bartello.
"C'mon, just ignore him," she commanded M Trunks as he began to slow. The booming bass of the stereo toned down considerably as they pulled up to the couple. Bartello stuck out his head from the passenger side. His brown eyes sparkled with mischief as he observed the couple.
"Hey Marron."
The beautiful blonde continued to walk on, holding tightly to M Trunks' hand. "Hello Bartello."
He snickered. "She says it so cute, doesn't she?" His friends chuckled stupidly behind him as the driver slowly followed Marron and her hunk.
"So baby, what are you doing later?"
Marron glared at him through the corner of her now smoldering sapphire eyes. "I'm not your 'baby' anymore, Bartello." The brown haired goof chuckled. "You can be my baby anytime of the day...if you want?" Marron stopped and turned to him, smiling sweetly.
"Bartello?"
He grinned a toothy smile, hanging farther out of the window.
"Fuck you."
His friends looked at one another before they burst into a fit of laughter, pointing at him. Mirai Trunks chuckled too and took her hand in his own, leading her home. "So your a lesbo now?"
Marron turned around, her thumb running over M Trunks hand smoothly."Excuse me?" Bartello smiled a devilish smirk, nothing compared to Vegeta's though.
"Isn't that your muscle girl? I mean, the long hair and everything."
His friends began to laugh as did he. Marron glared at him. "He's more man than you could ever hope to be, Bartello. In fact, he's MY man, not you, HIM! Now go run along and play some stupid football game for me, okay?"
She grabbed his hand again and started off.
"Yeah, he may be your man now, but he'll never get where I did with you! Or give you what I did!"
Marron glanced at Bartello before grabbing the back of M Trunks' neck and pulling him in for a rather passionate, heated kiss. She knew it was a petty move, but it seemed right and this was, by far, the best kiss she'd ever given or recieved. She breathed against his moist lips, regaining the air she'd lost in shock of how wonderful those few seconds were.
When she turned around there was Ubuu and Bura in one car behind Bartello, laughing while Bartello was yelling at his friends to "get the hell outta" there.
Marron looked into M Trunks eyes once again and blushed brightly. "Sorry."
Mirai Trunks shook his head. "I'm not complaining, am I?" Marron giggled, biting her bottom lip nervously before the catcalls from Bura and Ubuu hit her ears and she began to laugh and it felt wonderful...
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"Hi Trunks! Pan, you're late."
The two smiled to Videl viberantly. "Hi Videl, how's your day going?" asked Trunks politely. Videl beamed. "Well, just fine Trunks. Thanks for asking." Trunks shrugged indifferently.
"Mom, is Dad home?"
Videl shook her head. "No honey, he's at the university, working with some student." Pan nodded understandingly. "We need to tell you something." Videl cocked a brow in question and nodded, "What?"
Trunks took a deep breath and blurted it out, "We're...me and Pan...are dating now." Videl took a deep breath. "Umm, alright. Does your mother know, Trunks?" He shook his head, his bangs falling into his eyes. Videl's grin reappeared. "Well, perhaps you should let her know before Gohan, and Goku too. Okay?"
This was not the answer they were looking for.
"Yes ma'am."
Pan sighed slightly. "I'm going to walk him to the gate, okay Mom?" Videl nodded, smiling slightly. Trunks could see her calculating their ages in her head as he waved goodbye.
The two walked to the gate in silence. The skies were a deep orange as the sun's last light began to fade into the West. Pan looked to Trunks, breathing in the chilling scent of autumn. The grass around their sneakers was now a musty gold.
"I'm sorry that she didn't respond like we wanted, Trunks."
He stepped through the gate and shrugged. "It's alright. Maybe she was right. I mean, we should talk to my mom...actually, I should talk to my mom. I'll call you, alright?" Pan nodded and kissed him goodbye as he took off.
She glanced over her shoulder, watching him fly off into the sunset. She'd seen the glances he'd given to Marron all day. 'But he's with you, not her, Pan! Get a grip, girl!' She sighed and set off inside.
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*Ever seen Moulin Rouge? If so, think of when the Duke sees Satine and his eyes flash with little gold stars??
A/N: My apology is on the next chapter...:(
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Lying underneath her covers, Marron knew that she should be sleeping, yet she couldn't. Happiness and hatred were trying to win over her emotions and it was very hard. She kept her eyes closed, so if anyone were to peek in would see her as if she were sleeping, yet inside her thoughts, she was wide awake, waging war against her heart.
She'd been so happy, parading around with Mirai Trunks, his beautiful sapphire eyes dancing madly about as if he felt the same. Yet when she'd seen Trunks and Pan, she felt anger seep to the surface, and now she was wondering if her so-called best friend really liked the younger girl or if he was just trying to get back at her.
Mirai Bulma was staying a week and then she and Marron's Bulma would return to the future. M Trunks would remain in past until Bulma was positive that the virus was gone. If they lost M Trunks then they would no longer have that ever present link into the future.
She smiled at the thought of her Trunks, his deep, depressing blue eyes. She thought of the way the wind blew his lavender locks across his view, yet he'd wait for her to push them away. So much pain lay within him that she prayed that someday she'd be able relieve that pain from him, and replace it with happiness and joy...something as a teen he'd never recieved... yet here was his second chance at a teenager's life.
"Good morning West City! How are we doing today?! Today's forecast is scheduled for bright and sunny, high for West City, 68. High for Satan City, 56..."
Marron gasped, staring at her alarm clock. It read five o'clock. "Great!" she cried out as she fell back onto her bed, tears stinging her eyes. She was never really this emotional, yet she was either going to miss another day of school or be tired and irritable all day...she closed her eyes. She'd just go in late and not miss the entire day.
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Passing a few other sophmores, Marron reached Biology and slammed her books down onto her desk tiredly, yawning in unison with her actions. "Hey Mar, what's with you and all the yawns today?" Marron smiled to Paresu as she slid into her seat directly beside Marron. "I only got three hours of sleep this morning. I came in late...I came in during second hour." Paresu nodded understandingly.
"I talked to Goten, we're just taking notes today so you can sleep and I'll email you the notes tonight."
Marron grinned gratefully to her friend. "Thanks Paresu, I really appreciate it. If I don't catch up on some sleep, then I won't survive Literature with Mr. Bringham." The brunette nodded as she opened her spiral, sporting her left hand that read, Goten in curvy letters with a large heart around it.
Marron just chuckled before the bell rang.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I must give this announcement. I know you all planned for notes today, but instead we are working in our labs today, so please, quickly get with a group of three that are seated around you," came their teacher's melancholy voice.
"Great, just when I get a break, I have to work," grumbled Marron. Paresu giggled as she turned her desk to face Marron's and another aquataince, Melany.
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"So did you hear about Trunks? He's dating a freshman! How pathetic!"
Marron shot a glare to the crowd of 'Trunks fans' as they passed the blonde's locker hurriedly. She let out a heavy sigh, pulling out three books and tossing them into her backpack. "Hey Mar."
She turned to find Pan and Trunks, arm in arm, smiling to her. Marron cocked a brow, not returning the smile. "Yeah?" Pan glared as Trunks continued to smile. The dark circles under her eyes hinted that she was in no mood to mess with. "You need a ride home?" Marron shook her head as the bell for dismissal rang. "I can walk, it's a nice day, ya know?" Pan nodded, pinching Marron's arm playfully before leading Trunks outside.
Marron put her index finger to her temple, imitating a gun and whispered, "Bang."
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She exited the large building and walked towards her house. It was indeed a beautiful day for October, and West City was the best city to be in for the fall. Now that there were two Orange Star High Schools, instead of just the one in Satan City, high school rivalary was becoming even more heated. Large banners were sported all over the building, sporting comments such as, "The new and improved OSH will shoot pass the old, burnt out Satan City!" or "OSH forever, Satan City OSH never!"
"Hey cutie."
Marron whirled around as her thoughts of high school spirits were interrupted. Her eyes met a set of stunning sapphire. "Trunks!" He grinned sweetly, holding out his arms to her for a hug. Marron returned the impish grin and hugged him tightly, breathing in autumn and husky, manly cologne.
"Didn't sleep last night?"
Marron traced her dark circles with her slender fingers. "Oh. Uhh, no actually. I was up, couldn't fall asleep." Mirai Trunks frowned. "Why not?" Marron sighed, "Just couldn't I guess. No reason really." Mirai Trunks eyed her carefully, knowing that wasn't the entire truth.
"Want to walk me home?
Mirai Trunks grinned, "Why can't I just fly you?"
Marron smiled kindly. "Well, flying people aren't the most common things in West City, Trunks." He shuddered at the way his name came off her cherry pink lips. He glanced back to her eyes which were shimmering a deep azure, like the ocean the night he kissed her. And now, as the fading sunlight played with the hues of her eyes, he felt that right now might just be the right time again.
So he kissed her again.
Marron was shocked at first, just as shocked as he'd been the afternoon she'd kissed him after his nightmare or memory, whatever it had been. She couldn't believe how soft his lips were, compared to all, but few, others she'd kissed. Most were too dry, or too chapped or worse, too wet...
Yet his were perfect. Angelic soft to be honest and melt perfectly to her puffier ones.
Mirai Trunks wasn't complaining either as she leaned into his chest, breathing softly against his cheek. He pulled her closer, holding her tighter and kissed her a bit more passionately, not taking the kiss further but a simple brush of his lips.
When he backed away from her, Marron saw stars flash in his eyes*. He was simply perfect and one way or another, this was going to last. He had a satisfied but wary look upon his face. Marron bent forward and kissed his cheek again. "Now you can walk me home." He grinned, taking her hand and lacing their fingers together sweetly.
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The sexy stranger had already caught the eye of several other school mates around the school. Bura had been hearing them from her friends all day. She had explained that he was a cousin from his mother's side. Of course, everyone in the world knew that Bulma was an only child, but maybe...
Bura smirked, the tabloids had a new topic for Saturday's paper.
Bura sat on the steps leading into the large building, leaning on Ubuu as he continued to talk with Goten. Bura watched Goten blush at bit at the mentioning of Paresu. Bura would just smile politely and pretend to have no feelings for Goten what-so-ever, yet she did.
And they were strong...very strong.
She couldn't remember the exact age that she'd fell in love with him, but however long it had been, it was still there. He continued to talk about football, excited about the game of the Broncos and Raiders that night. Bura would add a comment occasionally and they'd laugh or counter it with another opinion.
"Well you ready to go, Bura?"
She snapped out of her daze and turned to her so very tan boyfriend. "Yeah, I've been ready for forever but you've been gossiping with him all afternoon." Ubuu gave her back a soft pat before he waved goodbye to Goten and led her to his car. She gave out a little sigh, yet grinned to Ubuu reassuringly as he started the air car and drove her home.
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Trunks landed a few feet from Pan's gate to her house. The young teen landed beside him, grinning warmly to him. "Well that was...exciting." Trunks grinned smugly as they walked to her door. "Ready to tell him?" Trunks nodded as she flashed the infamous Son grin towards him.
Knocking and waiting for Videl and Gohan to answer the door seemed an enternity. He could hear voices, echoing throughout the large home. Pan was bouncing nervously on her heels, glancing back to Trunks for a moment then to the door. He grabbed her hand quickly and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"It's okay."
Pan grinned shyly. "You're the first guy I've ever brought home, you know?"
Trunks smiled confidently, yet inside he was terrified. They were four years apart in age. It would be different if Pan was a sophmore or junior, but not a freshman. Two years was the limit in the high school and he had broken that rule now, making his popularity diminish a bit.
The door swung open...
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"So how do you like the new Orange Star High?"
Mirai Trunks shrugged, squeezing her hand slightly. "It looks pretty similiar to mine, but smells cleaner and the floors are less scuffed." Marron giggled, smiling to the glares she got from many of her fellow OSH schoolmates. M Trunks ran his hand threw his hair, throwing it back. Without even trying, he was sexy.
Marron blushed as many rather 'romantic' images passed through her mind. She glanced over her shoulder as a car began to pull up.
"Well, well, well."
Marron let out a heavy sigh. Bartello.
"C'mon, just ignore him," she commanded M Trunks as he began to slow. The booming bass of the stereo toned down considerably as they pulled up to the couple. Bartello stuck out his head from the passenger side. His brown eyes sparkled with mischief as he observed the couple.
"Hey Marron."
The beautiful blonde continued to walk on, holding tightly to M Trunks' hand. "Hello Bartello."
He snickered. "She says it so cute, doesn't she?" His friends chuckled stupidly behind him as the driver slowly followed Marron and her hunk.
"So baby, what are you doing later?"
Marron glared at him through the corner of her now smoldering sapphire eyes. "I'm not your 'baby' anymore, Bartello." The brown haired goof chuckled. "You can be my baby anytime of the day...if you want?" Marron stopped and turned to him, smiling sweetly.
"Bartello?"
He grinned a toothy smile, hanging farther out of the window.
"Fuck you."
His friends looked at one another before they burst into a fit of laughter, pointing at him. Mirai Trunks chuckled too and took her hand in his own, leading her home. "So your a lesbo now?"
Marron turned around, her thumb running over M Trunks hand smoothly."Excuse me?" Bartello smiled a devilish smirk, nothing compared to Vegeta's though.
"Isn't that your muscle girl? I mean, the long hair and everything."
His friends began to laugh as did he. Marron glared at him. "He's more man than you could ever hope to be, Bartello. In fact, he's MY man, not you, HIM! Now go run along and play some stupid football game for me, okay?"
She grabbed his hand again and started off.
"Yeah, he may be your man now, but he'll never get where I did with you! Or give you what I did!"
Marron glanced at Bartello before grabbing the back of M Trunks' neck and pulling him in for a rather passionate, heated kiss. She knew it was a petty move, but it seemed right and this was, by far, the best kiss she'd ever given or recieved. She breathed against his moist lips, regaining the air she'd lost in shock of how wonderful those few seconds were.
When she turned around there was Ubuu and Bura in one car behind Bartello, laughing while Bartello was yelling at his friends to "get the hell outta" there.
Marron looked into M Trunks eyes once again and blushed brightly. "Sorry."
Mirai Trunks shook his head. "I'm not complaining, am I?" Marron giggled, biting her bottom lip nervously before the catcalls from Bura and Ubuu hit her ears and she began to laugh and it felt wonderful...
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"Hi Trunks! Pan, you're late."
The two smiled to Videl viberantly. "Hi Videl, how's your day going?" asked Trunks politely. Videl beamed. "Well, just fine Trunks. Thanks for asking." Trunks shrugged indifferently.
"Mom, is Dad home?"
Videl shook her head. "No honey, he's at the university, working with some student." Pan nodded understandingly. "We need to tell you something." Videl cocked a brow in question and nodded, "What?"
Trunks took a deep breath and blurted it out, "We're...me and Pan...are dating now." Videl took a deep breath. "Umm, alright. Does your mother know, Trunks?" He shook his head, his bangs falling into his eyes. Videl's grin reappeared. "Well, perhaps you should let her know before Gohan, and Goku too. Okay?"
This was not the answer they were looking for.
"Yes ma'am."
Pan sighed slightly. "I'm going to walk him to the gate, okay Mom?" Videl nodded, smiling slightly. Trunks could see her calculating their ages in her head as he waved goodbye.
The two walked to the gate in silence. The skies were a deep orange as the sun's last light began to fade into the West. Pan looked to Trunks, breathing in the chilling scent of autumn. The grass around their sneakers was now a musty gold.
"I'm sorry that she didn't respond like we wanted, Trunks."
He stepped through the gate and shrugged. "It's alright. Maybe she was right. I mean, we should talk to my mom...actually, I should talk to my mom. I'll call you, alright?" Pan nodded and kissed him goodbye as he took off.
She glanced over her shoulder, watching him fly off into the sunset. She'd seen the glances he'd given to Marron all day. 'But he's with you, not her, Pan! Get a grip, girl!' She sighed and set off inside.
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*Ever seen Moulin Rouge? If so, think of when the Duke sees Satine and his eyes flash with little gold stars??
A/N: My apology is on the next chapter...:(