Summary: MT sees Marron...Bulma has bad news but doesn't tell it...
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Mrs. Briefs tore off the message and let out a small squeak. She re-read the message a million times, over and over again, and still it seemed impossible. It was like loosing a grandchild, which in a way, it was.
She didn't know who to tell, and at the end of the message, it read: Don't say anything just yet, let me get there first. I'll be home in ten minutes.
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Marron blew her nose, her throat feeling numb after taking the strong medicine. She wrapped a thick scarf around her neck and zipped up the large parka as she pulled out of the driveway. Her mother was out shopping and most likely she'd be grounded after this, but she had to talk to him about her dream.
Speeding down the icy road, her radio beat a gentle rhythm. Her blonde hair looked a mess as her make-up had been thrown on in a haste. She looked terrible, but every second she was feeling better. She pulled a small photo out of her console. It was a snap shot of her and Mirai Trunks.
"I love you."
She surprised herself as she said the words, but they were true. She was in love with him, whether he loved her or not. She was sicker than a dog, but she was out in below zero tempretures just to talk to him. The dream was just an excuse.
She turned up the radio and smiled to herself as she let love begin to flow throughout her body.
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Bulma stepped inside to have the stench of illness meet her. "Flu?" she asked her mother. Mrs. Briefs nodded as she watched her daughter rush up to Trunks bedroom. "Hey son," she whispered. He was sound asleep with the television playing.
Bulma crossed the room and shut off his television before walking down the hall to her biggest baby. "Vegeta?" she whispered. Inside he was barely awake, his eyes partially open as he looked up to her. His nose was a soft pink from running and he looked terrible.
She sat on the edge of the bed and felt his forehead. "You poor thing, your fever's got to be higher than 103." Vegeta tried to reply yet his voice cracked and Bulma couldn't help but laugh. "The last thing I'd have thought I'd ever see was the Prince of Saiyans be taken down by the flu bug." He glared at her and rolled over onto his other side.
She felt his bare back, it was burning up yet he was shivering. "Oh Vegeta, you ARE sick aren't you?" She heard a faint grunt and she sighed. "I'll be back, don't you die on me okay." She heard him chuckle and she knew he must be delirious.
"How long have they all been like this?"
Mrs. Briefs sighed. "Vegeta got sick first, the poor thing. At first we thought it was a cold so he kept training but then he got worse and now his fever's 106." Bulma's eyes widened. "Mom! That's enough to kill someone!"
"But he's Saiyan."
She turned to find Mirai Trunks in the doorway. "He'll be fine after some rest. I am." She noted that he did look healthy. "He came home with a fever of 105 last night," commented Mrs. Briefs. Bulma shook her head, patting his cheek. "Well take it easy okay? Go have some fun...we have to talk tomorrow."
M Trunks frowned. "What's wrong?" Bulma shook her head. "Nothing, just go have some fun okay?" He nodded unsurely but took off.
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The cold, November wind blew through his hair as he flew on to Marron's. She probably didn't want to see him after the stunt he'd pulled. The soft rumble of an aircar caught his attention. He looked down to find her little car, heading to Capsule Corp.
Using I.T. he appeared inside her car.
"AHHHHHHHH!" screamed Marron as she swerved to the left. "What the hell, Trunks?!" she screeched. He chuckled hoarsely as she regained control of the car. She looked into his eyes and burst out laughing. For a good five minutes the two laughed and it felt wonderful.
"Are you sick?" Marron nodded, sniffling a bit. "I look that bad, huh?" He shook his head, "No. Your ki is lower than usual." Marron smiled, "Hm." He turned and looked out the window. "You hungry?" Marron nodded, "Uh huh."
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The two drove to Kathy's Diner, a small restaraunt Bartello had always taken Marron. She laughed as Mirai Trunks ordered twelve burgers, making everyone's eyes bulge. "That all, sir?" asked the pale waitress. He thought a moment, "Uhmm, and a large, strawberry milkshake with extra whip cream." The girl nodded slowly before walking in a daze back to the kitchen.
"I wanted to talk to you about two nights ago." Marron grew serious as did his voice. "I've been having these visions lately...of Videl." Marron frowned, just like her dream.
"Well, I don't know what they mean, but whenever I try to get close to you...they start up again." Marron sighed. "She came to me last night." M Trunks looked up, a frown plastered to his face. "To you?!" Marron nodded, taking a sip of Pepsi.
"She told me to take care of you and when I asked her about Gohan she started crying and balled up on the ground...then I woke up."
Mirai Trunks shook his head. "I'm so sorry, Marron. I didn't know." She shrugged. "It's alright, I mean, you can't control my dreams, right?" He chuckled a bit. "No, guess not." Marron sighed. M Trunks watched her carefully. She looked upset as she watched a fresh layer of snow fall upon the city.
"I want to take you somewhere."
Marron looked at him with a slight frown. "C'mon, let's go." She took his hand and he led her outside where, when no one was looking, he flew off.
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Marron shuddered in his arms as the bitter cold air hit her like a ton of bricks. Tears welled in her eyes as almost every bone grew numb. "T-T-Trunks...I'm f-f-freezing to death." He felt her forehead and remembered that she was still sick.
"Oh god, Marron. I forgot."
Flying quicker than he ever had, he reached Kame Island. To his luck, Master Roshi wasn't there. They landed softly on the white sand as the soft sound of roaring waves hit her ears. Her eyes opened slowly and quickly the warmth of the sun beat on her face sweetly.
Yet just as soon as she felt happiness she felt as if she were about to die. She was shivering even though the sun was making M Trunks sweat. He set her down on the sand and held his hand to her chest. Shooting a tiny shot of ki into her.
She gasped a bit and suddenly, her throat felt fine, her body felt renewed and healthy. "Trunks? Are you going to do that everytime we're on the beach?" He laughed softly. "No. Just when you need your strength." Marron cocked a brow and he realized how his words hit her. "Marron, I..."
She leaned forward and kissed his lips. She felt so much but couldn't mouthe it. He looked at her and her eyes were truthful, she loved him.
And how she did. It was burning inside her with every second, beating into her thoughts as she sat before him. She wished that she looked better but she knew she couldn't. She felt as if she were miles away from earth and he was the only person in light years around.
Suddenly she realized that he was staring at her with something...his eyes were...
"Let's go inside?"
Marron nodded and took his hand...
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A/N: Aww, sweetness coming up...
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Mrs. Briefs tore off the message and let out a small squeak. She re-read the message a million times, over and over again, and still it seemed impossible. It was like loosing a grandchild, which in a way, it was.
She didn't know who to tell, and at the end of the message, it read: Don't say anything just yet, let me get there first. I'll be home in ten minutes.
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Marron blew her nose, her throat feeling numb after taking the strong medicine. She wrapped a thick scarf around her neck and zipped up the large parka as she pulled out of the driveway. Her mother was out shopping and most likely she'd be grounded after this, but she had to talk to him about her dream.
Speeding down the icy road, her radio beat a gentle rhythm. Her blonde hair looked a mess as her make-up had been thrown on in a haste. She looked terrible, but every second she was feeling better. She pulled a small photo out of her console. It was a snap shot of her and Mirai Trunks.
"I love you."
She surprised herself as she said the words, but they were true. She was in love with him, whether he loved her or not. She was sicker than a dog, but she was out in below zero tempretures just to talk to him. The dream was just an excuse.
She turned up the radio and smiled to herself as she let love begin to flow throughout her body.
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Bulma stepped inside to have the stench of illness meet her. "Flu?" she asked her mother. Mrs. Briefs nodded as she watched her daughter rush up to Trunks bedroom. "Hey son," she whispered. He was sound asleep with the television playing.
Bulma crossed the room and shut off his television before walking down the hall to her biggest baby. "Vegeta?" she whispered. Inside he was barely awake, his eyes partially open as he looked up to her. His nose was a soft pink from running and he looked terrible.
She sat on the edge of the bed and felt his forehead. "You poor thing, your fever's got to be higher than 103." Vegeta tried to reply yet his voice cracked and Bulma couldn't help but laugh. "The last thing I'd have thought I'd ever see was the Prince of Saiyans be taken down by the flu bug." He glared at her and rolled over onto his other side.
She felt his bare back, it was burning up yet he was shivering. "Oh Vegeta, you ARE sick aren't you?" She heard a faint grunt and she sighed. "I'll be back, don't you die on me okay." She heard him chuckle and she knew he must be delirious.
"How long have they all been like this?"
Mrs. Briefs sighed. "Vegeta got sick first, the poor thing. At first we thought it was a cold so he kept training but then he got worse and now his fever's 106." Bulma's eyes widened. "Mom! That's enough to kill someone!"
"But he's Saiyan."
She turned to find Mirai Trunks in the doorway. "He'll be fine after some rest. I am." She noted that he did look healthy. "He came home with a fever of 105 last night," commented Mrs. Briefs. Bulma shook her head, patting his cheek. "Well take it easy okay? Go have some fun...we have to talk tomorrow."
M Trunks frowned. "What's wrong?" Bulma shook her head. "Nothing, just go have some fun okay?" He nodded unsurely but took off.
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The cold, November wind blew through his hair as he flew on to Marron's. She probably didn't want to see him after the stunt he'd pulled. The soft rumble of an aircar caught his attention. He looked down to find her little car, heading to Capsule Corp.
Using I.T. he appeared inside her car.
"AHHHHHHHH!" screamed Marron as she swerved to the left. "What the hell, Trunks?!" she screeched. He chuckled hoarsely as she regained control of the car. She looked into his eyes and burst out laughing. For a good five minutes the two laughed and it felt wonderful.
"Are you sick?" Marron nodded, sniffling a bit. "I look that bad, huh?" He shook his head, "No. Your ki is lower than usual." Marron smiled, "Hm." He turned and looked out the window. "You hungry?" Marron nodded, "Uh huh."
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The two drove to Kathy's Diner, a small restaraunt Bartello had always taken Marron. She laughed as Mirai Trunks ordered twelve burgers, making everyone's eyes bulge. "That all, sir?" asked the pale waitress. He thought a moment, "Uhmm, and a large, strawberry milkshake with extra whip cream." The girl nodded slowly before walking in a daze back to the kitchen.
"I wanted to talk to you about two nights ago." Marron grew serious as did his voice. "I've been having these visions lately...of Videl." Marron frowned, just like her dream.
"Well, I don't know what they mean, but whenever I try to get close to you...they start up again." Marron sighed. "She came to me last night." M Trunks looked up, a frown plastered to his face. "To you?!" Marron nodded, taking a sip of Pepsi.
"She told me to take care of you and when I asked her about Gohan she started crying and balled up on the ground...then I woke up."
Mirai Trunks shook his head. "I'm so sorry, Marron. I didn't know." She shrugged. "It's alright, I mean, you can't control my dreams, right?" He chuckled a bit. "No, guess not." Marron sighed. M Trunks watched her carefully. She looked upset as she watched a fresh layer of snow fall upon the city.
"I want to take you somewhere."
Marron looked at him with a slight frown. "C'mon, let's go." She took his hand and he led her outside where, when no one was looking, he flew off.
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Marron shuddered in his arms as the bitter cold air hit her like a ton of bricks. Tears welled in her eyes as almost every bone grew numb. "T-T-Trunks...I'm f-f-freezing to death." He felt her forehead and remembered that she was still sick.
"Oh god, Marron. I forgot."
Flying quicker than he ever had, he reached Kame Island. To his luck, Master Roshi wasn't there. They landed softly on the white sand as the soft sound of roaring waves hit her ears. Her eyes opened slowly and quickly the warmth of the sun beat on her face sweetly.
Yet just as soon as she felt happiness she felt as if she were about to die. She was shivering even though the sun was making M Trunks sweat. He set her down on the sand and held his hand to her chest. Shooting a tiny shot of ki into her.
She gasped a bit and suddenly, her throat felt fine, her body felt renewed and healthy. "Trunks? Are you going to do that everytime we're on the beach?" He laughed softly. "No. Just when you need your strength." Marron cocked a brow and he realized how his words hit her. "Marron, I..."
She leaned forward and kissed his lips. She felt so much but couldn't mouthe it. He looked at her and her eyes were truthful, she loved him.
And how she did. It was burning inside her with every second, beating into her thoughts as she sat before him. She wished that she looked better but she knew she couldn't. She felt as if she were miles away from earth and he was the only person in light years around.
Suddenly she realized that he was staring at her with something...his eyes were...
"Let's go inside?"
Marron nodded and took his hand...
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A/N: Aww, sweetness coming up...