A Black Rose Revised - Chapter 2: Unfaithful

By YunaAngelofHell

Current Ages: Pan-17 | Trunks-27 | Marron-25 | Goten-26 | Bra-16

Disclaimer: You know the drill.

                "Nooooooo!! No, no, no! You can't make me! I won't do it! You'll have to kill me first!"

                "Ugh, I will kill you if you keep struggling!"

                Goten sighed. Bra had Pan in a headlock and was dragging her around the local mall to buy a dress for the engagement party. They dragged him along because Pan wanted him to suffer too, ("If I'm going down, you're coming with me!") and Bra said that he needed a suit. He really didn't mind about the suit, but the girls were making a scene. Everyone within a twenty-yard radius was looking at them curiously. Of course Pan was resisting Bra's hold on her with all of her might, but somehow, the blue-haired girl was overpowering her. The demi-saiyan sighed again. This was going to be a looooong day.

                "Bra…let go of me before I kill you!" Pan raged.

                "Ha! Like you would do that to your own best friend!" Bra walked into the first of many shops inside the mall, dragging Pan along with her.

                "That's what you think…" Pan took a hold of Bra's arm that was around her neck and twisted it behind her "best friend"'s back. "I'm never gonna wear a dress, I don't care what you do to me," Pan whispered menacingly in Bra's ear.

                "Eep! Don't hurt me Pan! I'll do anything you want!"

                Goten groaned. 'I can't believe I'm doing this…' "Come on, Pan let her go," he rescued Bra from his niece's deadly grip. "Just let her buy you a dress, and you know," he leaned in closer to Pan and spoke quietly so Bra wouldn't hear, "the sooner you buy a dress, the sooner we get out of this hellhole."

                Pan's face lit up. "And it's not like I have to even wear the dress at her party…" she muttered victoriously. When Goten nodded, she grabbed the nearest dress and shoved it in Bra's face. "Hey, I like this one, let's buy it and go home!"

                Bra backed away and gave her a disgusted look. "Eeeeew…even I wouldn't want to buy that. Have you no sense of style?"

                "Uhh…" Pan took a closer look at the dress she was holding. "Aargh!" She threw the dress away from her and looked at it as if it was a bomb about to explode. The dress was big, pink, and it had ruffles all over it. Pan shuddered. "I can't believe I even touched that…"

                They left the store, seeing that it was full of pink dresses. Goten was laughing his head off at Pan…until she bonked him on the head with a nearby frying pan.

***

                "Marron…? Are you all right?" Trunks asked, still on his knee, looking up at the woman he loved. 'Uh oh…something's wrong. Why is she looking at me like that?' Trunks looked down nervously. 'It wasn't supposed to be this way… Why isn't it like what I saw in that movie? Where are the tears of joy? Where are the cheering onlookers? Where's my cheesy music!?'

                Marron looked away, trying to hide her tears. 'No more lies…no more deceit…I have to tell him the truth.' She sighed. This was not going to be easy. "Trunks…" He looked up. "I have to tell you something…" she glanced around, noticing that every customer in the restaurant was looking at them. "Um, can we go somewhere private…?"

                Knowing that this could be nothing but bad news, Trunks got up from his kneeling position, and pocketed the ring. "Let's go…I'll drop you off at your place…" he muttered emotionlessly. 'That's it, she's going to dump me, it's over,' he thought. The heart-broken demi-saiyan left 20,000 yen* on the table and silently walked out of the restaurant, Marron trailing behind him. They were both feeling miserable and embarrassed. The people that were watching them returned to their own personal priorities; some were even giving Trunks a sympathetic look. This wasn't what happened during most proposals…

                "Hey Lin, look at the enormous tip we got! I can finally buy that ring for you!" That was the last thing Marron heard before she stepped out in the cool night air.

***

                The car ride to Marron's house was the same as the ride to the restaurant, except this time, there were no words spoken. Only silence.

                Soon, they arrived at their destination. Trunks shut off the engine and sat back in his seat. He looked over at Marron and saw that she was quietly crying. It took all of his will to refrain from putting his arm around her and comfort her. "So what do you have to say to me?…" he said, his voice void of all emotion.

                Marron looked outside the car window, tears flowing freely now. Usually, when she cried, Trunks would embrace her, sooth her with soft, comforting words, and slowly kiss her tears away. Not this time. 'This time,' Marron looked over at him. 'This time, his heart is already broken… Why did he have to propose tonight, of all nights?!' "Trunks…" the blonde woman looked at her hands. "A couple weeks ago…I found out that…I'm in love with someone else," she said slowly.

                Trunks's heart stopped. 'No…Marron…don't do this to me now…I was ready to spend the rest of my life with you…and you do this to me?!' He remained still. Finally, he managed to croak, "Who…?"

                Marron sniffed. "Goten," she whispered. "And there's something else…I'm…p-pregnant…"

                "Is it mine?"

                "I d-don't know."

                "…"

                "…"

                "Get out."

                "W-what?"

                "Get out of my car."

                "B-but Trunks…"

                "Get out now." Trunks's was dripping with venom…filled with hatred. 'He hates me…I knew this would happen…' Marron stepped out of his car and ran inside her house, crying freely. She slammed the door behind her and slid down to the floor. 'Why did this have to happen to me…? Why did I have to fall in love with two different men?' She put her hands in her hands and sobbed.

                "Marron? Is that you?" Eighteen walked over to her daughter and sat next to her. "What's wrong? Did Trunks dump you or something?" she joked.

                Marron sniffed. "You couldn't be more right, Mom…except," she looked up, "I think I'm the one who broke up with him."

                Eighteen looked surprised. "Wha?! I was just joking, you know. Why'd you dump him," she asked, "He was a good guy for you…I was really looking forward to you marrying him so you could move in with him and start your life as an adult. What, did you fall in love with another guy and have an affair?"

                Marron stared at her. 'How did she do that?' "Uh…y-yeah…how'd you know…?"

                Eighteen shrugged and gave her a small smile. "I guess people call it "Mother's Intuition"…"

                The young blonde sighed and looked down at her hands, wet from her tears. "There's more to it…I'm pregnant…and I'm not sure who the father is…" The tears came again. 'How am I going to deal with this…and the baby? It'll never have a father… Trunks hates me now, and Goten probably won't be up for a huge responsibility like a child…'

                "You're pregnant now, eh? Ugh, I'll have to wake up every hour of the night to the sound of a baby crying all over again…" Eighteen put her head in her hands. "Oh, why does this have to happen to me?"

                "Mom!"

                The older woman smirked. "Just kidding, honey. So, a baby? You know, if you really want to know who the father is, you can take one of those paternity tests. I've seen them do it all the time on television. And if neither of them want to be the father, then screw them, we'll take care of your kid, and I'll think we'll be pretty damn good at it. I mean, look at you, you turned out fine…except this predicament you put yourself in…"

                Marron smiled softly. Her mother just gave her almost all of the solutions to her problems. Goten and Trunks wouldn't disagree to the paternity test once the baby will be born…it wouldn't be that hard to get a doctor to test them, either. Even though Trunks hated her at the moment, she was sure that he would get over it if the child was his, he's a nice man, and he knows how hard it is to have a father that neglected you. 'As for Goten…well, if he doesn't want the kid, then screw him, like she said.' Marron hugged her mom. "Thanks, Mom. You've helped a lot."

                "No problem. I've been through a million times worse than this. Although, this might get worse when you tell your father…"

***

                When Marron entered her house, Trunks punched the rim of his steering wheel in anger and frustration. 'How could you, Marron?!' No tears were shed from the prideful saiyan, but his heart was shattered into pieces, nonetheless. He clenched his fists. 'And with my best friend, too!' There was only one thing to do right now. His only option. Trunks turned the key in the ignition, and the engine roared to life. He backed his car from the driveway and drove into the night, on his way to talk to the one person he trusted the most.

***

                "Ooooh, how about this one, Pan?!" Bra held up a red and black dress.

                Pan shook her head. "No, I liked the one before that one better." All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She gasped and fell to her knees. 'Something's wrong…'

*I think 20,000 yen is like, $200.00, so it's not that jaw-droppingly high.

Ergh, I think I made 18 a lil OOC in this chapter…oh well. Hoped you liked this chapter, (It took a long time for me to write it..) please review! I really really like reviews, hehe. I know what I'm going to write now, so the updates might be more frequent…