Episode 06: In Your Eyes

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"Trunks stop it! Give it back!"

Marron: I continued chasing Trunks who took my diary and was running around trying to keep it away from me. So how'd he get it in the first place? Well let me tell you. Trunks came over after work no one was home except me. As usual we sat and watched TV when he placed his hand under my pillow as he was lying down and I guess he felt something. When he pulled it out he asked me what it was. So of course, it was my diary and I got mad and tried to take it away from him, which brings us back to here

"Hey this is what you get for not having lunch with me today"

"I had to work Trunks! I said I'm sorry already, come on"

He stuck his tongue at me and pulled his bottom eyelid down (basically that means he's flipping me off). How juvenile! Here we were 2 adults in our early 20s and we're running around playing like 5 year olds, like we did when we were little and him and Goten would run off with my red ball! So I ran after him again. Finally I took it and ran away from him, only to be tackled down from behind as he tried to take it away from me again then all of a sudden

"Ow!"

I turned around and saw Trunks rubbing the edge of his eye. Whoopsie, I accidentally hit his face with my elbow. After realizing this my eyes widened

"Oh" my teeth clenched as I became worried, I didn't mean to. I mean I was just swinging my elbows right and left while trying to hold my diary, just to push him away since he was behind me, it's not like I intentionally meant to do that!  "Trunks I'm so sorry! Let me see"

I grabbed his wrist and tried to pull it away

'I'm fine don't worry it's just a scratch" but he kept his hand on the edge of his eye not wanting me to see it

"No let me see it" I continued to force his hands off. This boy is too paranoid why won't he let me see it? Finally I got a quick glance at it when I managed to pull it off just a little bit. All I could see was a bit of blood you know like when you get a small cut or something, but more than a paper cut I think.

"Aww poor baby, I didn't know I hit you that hard"

"Yeah well I didn't think you COULD hit that hard"

"Come on let's go wash it off for you" I grabbed Trunks by his arm, who was still rubbing the edge of his face and I dragged him to the kitchen

"Here sit" I pulled out a seat for him as I went to get some rubbing alcohol and a band-aid for the poor injured little boy "I'm sorry Trunks"

"It's just a scratch, I've had worse, don't worry about it"

"Aw geez, look at my hair it's a mess thanks to you." I pulled out the ponytails out of my messed up hair. No thanks to Trunks.

"Hey well you hit me"

"I said I was sorry, plus you had my diary!"

"Hey well you didn't show up for lunch ditcher."

"I said I was sorry, just let it go I had to work silly"

Trunks: I said nothing back, I didn't know what to say, she was right, still covering my cut; I watched her comb through her silky blonde hair with her fingers as she tried to straighten it out

"Have you ever gone anywhere without putting your hair in pigtails?"

"Um, only a couple times not really, why?"

"I just think you look better with it all relaxed"

Marron: Um, ok, did he just compliment me? I shook my head and smiled "Whatever" I began to pour a bit of rubbing alcohol on a small towel and stood next to him. I held Trunks' wrist and pulled it down easily but before I could even TOUCH the wound Trunks fiercely placed his hand back up to cover the wound

"Trunks!"

"Can't you just use water or something?"

"Why?"

"That thing hurts"

"Trunks you said you've had worse this is just a little cut and I'm just trying to clean it up for you"

"Yeah so use water"

"You're so weak Trunks come on it won't be long just sit back and relax"

"Eh, fine"

He took his hand off the cut. I was about to place the towel on the cut when he covered it up again! I grabbed his wrist and tried to pull it off, I kept trying and trying but every time I would get just a small opening and tried to place the towel on the cut he'd cover it up so fast it would only hit his fingers. Why is he being such a baby? It's nothing!

"Trunks come on stop playing"

"No way it already hurts!"

"I didn't even touch it yet"

"Exactly if you do it'll hurt even more!"

"That's it Mister!"

I couldn't take it anymore this boy was not behaving himself! So I placed the towel on the table and stood in front of him, I grabbed his right wrist tightly and yanked it off and he just placed his left hand on it. I tried to yank the other hand off too, but when I did he pulled his right arm out of my grip and placed it back on.

" I'm going to get that on that stupid cut of yours if it's the last thing I do"

"Yeah good luck!"

I let out an aggressive sigh and tossed my hair back

"You're going down!"

I had no choice, actually he left me with no choice. I pulled the left hand I was holding and held it against his leg and I sat on it so I was basically straddled on his legs with his hand under my thigh. When I sat on it I managed to yank his right hand away when he looked down at his left hand. I placed the right hand under my left thigh and sat on it. Then I wrapped my feet around his claves to help me hold him down. I finally got him where I wanted him! There was no way he could move now!

"Got you now don't I"

 I reached out to get the towel from behind me and placed my right hand on his cheek and my left hand with the towel on his cut, he just squinted his right eye and looked at her through his left eye, there was no point in loosening his hands now I already put the towel on plus I was really pressing my legs down just so he wouldn't move!

Trunks: Man she's aggressive, I hate when people try to heal my cut like this! I don't even think I have feeling in my hands anymore! My body was all tensed up when she put the towel on my cut because it stung. Finally I gave up and relaxed and opened my other eye when she took the towel away and began to blow on the cut to make it feel better

"See it wasn't that bad now was it?"

I didn't respond, I just looked at her from the corner of my eye as she continued to blow the cut. She placed the band-aid on it and sat back leaning placing her elbows against the table and unwrapped her feet from my legs

"Geez you're so frustrating sometimes" she let out a sigh of relief "finally"

"Thanks"

"No problem, it was my fault anyway"

 I managed to pull my arms out from underneath her and rubbed my wrists to get the feeling back

"Yeah it was"

She sat back up and looked at me "Hey! At least I took care of it for you didn't I?"

"Yeah but you nearly killed my hands doing it" I continued rubbing my wrists

"Oh shut up"

She was about to punch my shoulder, when I grabbed her wrist and looked her straight in those beautiful eyes. Whoa, this is kind of…weird, it only lasted for a couple seconds as I put her arm down as I continued to hold it

"You know what?"

"What?"