Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters, because if I did, the plot would be completely different.

So, I was going to do the whole thing where I post the next chapter every time I get reviews, but I'm bored, so I changed my mind. So here's the second chapter. Hopefully I'll stick to my word and wait until I get reviews to post the third chapter. But enjoy!

Chapter Two.

She finally managed to get into the already crowded house. It was dark, except for the bright, colorful lights flashing occasionally. It didn't seem like she was at a house party, it felt more like a club. The whole atmosphere matched that of a club. Music so loud you couldn't hear yourself think, people dancing around idly with drinks in their hands, couples in the corners making out and groping each other, people doing shots and falling over drunk as hell. Yep, if Marron hadn't known any better, she just walked into the Briefs personal bar/club. She searched through the big crowd for Trunks. She had already caught sight of Pan helping drunken people into bathrooms. Well, wasn't she just Miss. America. Marron rolled her eyes and tried to get over to where the drinks were given.

Oh, how lucky she was. There Trunks was, standing right over where the speakers were blaring music. He stood in a big group, all his buddies surrounding him and laughing at people's attempts to dance or the stupid stuff people did while they were drunk. Marron smiled to herself, looking Trunks over. He looked good, but of course that was nothing out of the ordinary. He was wearing a very flattering white shirt, showing just enough of his arm muscles to make even a straight guy go gay, and jeans. She watched as he blew his bangs out of his face, God he was just too good to be true. Marron snapped out of it and realized people were giving her weird looks for smiling at nothing. She quickly turned to the bar and looked at the different bottles of alcohol. Biting her lip, she tried to decide what drink to order. As much as she'd like to do a couple of shots, she knew she shouldn't, not yet anyways. She didn't always hold her liquor very well, and that would be utterly embarrassing if she made a scene at Trunks' party.

She was so engrossed in picking a drink that she didn't realize Trunks had made his way over to her. He tapped her on the shoulder and she spun around quickly, just to see his beautiful face. "Hey! I'm glad you could come." He yelled over the music. Marron gave him a smirk and yelled back, "I told you I'd be here. I never miss a party. Especially this one." He gave her his trademark smile, "I feel honored. What do you want to drink?" Marron glanced over at the drinks, still indecisive. He had all the good stuff, not any of the cheap drinks she normally had at parties. She turned back to him, "Anything's fine. You pick." So Trunks went behind the mini-bar and began mixing drinks together. Marron watched intently. He handed her a drink of clear liquid. "It doesn't look like anything special, but trust me, its really good." Trunks explained. Marron smiled and took a sip. He defiantly wasn't lying; it was really good.

Surprisingly, Trunks didn't just walk off. He stayed and talked with her. "So, where's Pan?" Marron asked, not really interested but she didn't want him to leave. Trunks shrugged, "Who knows?"

"You should, she's your girlfriend."

"True, but I'm sure if I followed her around I wouldn't be having as much fun."

"Oh really?" This caught Marrons attention.

"Yeah, I'm sure you know Pan isn't a real party girl. She'd rather stay home and read or something. This isn't her type of atmosphere. She's just here because I am."

"I kind of figured that."

"I like Pan but…she can just be so dull sometimes."

"Could've fooled me by the way you two act."

Trunks smiled at her and poured himself another drink. Marron was wondering if Trunks was just telling her this stuff because he was feeling his alcohol, or if he just felt he could trust her with this. Either way, she was glad with what she was hearing. Maybe there was hope for her after all. After he was finished mixing another one of his crazy drinks he continued talking, "I think I just feel inclined to do it since Pan does it." Marron raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

"Well, the whole thing like drawing hearts and all that, that shit isn't me. But Pan does it to be sweet, so I figure I'd do it to humor her. She's such a nice girl; I don't want to hurt her. But…it's just frustrating."

"How so?" Oh yeah, Marron was liking this conversation more and more.

"She's just so innocent…it's cute, but then again it isn't. She doesn't drink, she doesn't party, and she will never go any farther than just a simple kiss. Can you believe we've never gone farther than just a peck on the lips? It's just crazy."

"Wow, that is crazy. How long have you two been going out?"

"Almost 7 months."

"Personally, I don't see how you've lasted that long."

He smirked at her with a sparkle in his eye, "I guess I have good self-control." Marron gave him a smirk back. "We'll see how good your self-control is." She thought evilly to herself. She sat her drink down on the counter, it was almost empty by now and she could feel it settling in her stomach. She wasn't drunk; she was just feeling good. "I'm going to go dance. Want to join me?" She asked suggestively. He leaned back on the bar, "Not much of a dancer." She chuckled, "Suit yourself." She figured he would say that, so it only made her plan work out even better.

She got in the middle of the dancing crowd, but made sure Trunks still had the perfect view of her. She raised her hands above her head and closed her eyes, dancing seductively to the music. What a tease. Trunks eyes were glued to her, even when Pan had finally decided to show up and be with him. He had no idea what she was saying to him, all he could do was watch Marron dance. God, she was beautiful. "Trunks, did you hear me?" Pan said, blocking his view of Marron by standing in front of him. He shook his head, "What? I'm sorry. The music is really loud." He lied. Pan sighed, "I said, when is this party going to be over? You know I hate parties. I have a big exam on Monday and I could be home studying right now." Trunks all of a sudden felt annoyed by Pan being there. Maybe the alcohol was just kicking in and he wasn't thinking right. "I didn't say you had to be here, if you need to go home and study you can." He said calmly.

Pan put her hands on her hips, "You said you would study with me!" Oops, Trunks forgot about that one. "Um, well, I'm sorry Pan. But if you don't want to stay you don't have to." He told her, trying to find Marron again. He caught a glimpse of her small hips swaying with the music, her eyes were still closed and she had a small smile across her face. "Trunks!" Pan yelled. He looked back at Pan. "What!" He yelled back. "Are you going to study with me or not!" Trunks was getting pissed, what the fuck, it was Friday. Who actually spent time at home studying? Apparently, Pan did. "I will when this party is done, okay?" He said while taking a breath. Just breathe, that's all he had to remember, just breathe. Pans face lit up, "Okay! Love you!" She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and walked off.

Trunks shook his head and switched his attention over to Marron once again. He smiled, "If only Pan were more like her", he thought. He then suddenly realized what he had said. Sure, Marron was beautiful and wild, but Pan was also pretty and polite. But in the end, whom would he be happier with? Marron, who liked to party and do the stuff he does, or Pan, who liked to study and hated alcohol and parties. Well, that was an easy one.

So, he found himself walking towards Marron. Marron opened one eye for a peek and saw Trunks coming towards her. Yep, it worked. No boy can resist a girl that can dance, well, dance like that at least. She acted as though she didn't know he was coming and continued dancing as if in complete ecstasy. He grinned and tapped her shoulder. Marron stopped dancing and smiled at him, looking deep into his crystal-blue eyes, "Thought you weren't much of a dancer?" She mocked him. He still had that same grin on his face, "I figured I'd try something new."

"What would Pan say?"

"She won't have to know. Besides, she probably won't even see us in this crowd."

Marron wrapped her arms around his neck while Trunks wrapped his around her waist. Marron made it so that there was no space between them, their bodies were completely touching and Marron was loving every minute of it. But she wasn't the only one, and you could tell by the smug look on Trunks' face while they danced to the fast paced song. It felt as if their bodies were made to fit together. Trunks felt more comfortable like this than he had ever felt with Pan. He didn't know if it was just the alcohol or Marron, or the combination of both, but whatever it was, he loved it.

Eventually, the tempo slowed down and they found themselves at a comfortable, slow pace, just rocking side to side. They were still as close as before, but becoming more comfortable with each other as the minutes went by. Trunks ran his hand through Marrons hair and gave her a small smile. Marron smiled back, genuinely happy at what was taking place. Next thing she knew, her lips were pressed against his for a quick, gentle kiss. Trunks quickly pulled back, forgetting that he had never even asked if it was okay if he did it. But before he could even ask, Marrons lips were back on his and they become entranced in a more passionate and lustful kiss, completely unaware of everyone around them. Trunks' tongue outlined Marrons lips, waiting for her to open it so that he could enter.

She did and their tongues began to intertwine with each other. Pan defiantly had no idea what she was missing out on, Trunks was one hell of a kisser. Unfortunately, they had to stop for air. Marron gave him a seductive smile, licking her lips at the thought of doing more. Trunks completely forgot about Pan, he didn't even care if she saw what he was doing. He pushed Marron up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head, and began to kiss her. It was a hard, hungry kiss but Marron was enjoying every minute of it. Trunks removed his mouth off hers, only to make a trail of hot kisses down to her jaw line, and eventually to her neck. He playfully nipped and sucked at it, making low groans come out of Marrons mouth.

Trunks let go of her wrists and began to roam her body with his hands. Marrons hands were tangled up in his soft hair. His mouth found its way back to hers, and they continued with their usual, hungry manner. His arms were around her waist and his hands were comfortable under her shirt, just enough so he could touch her lower back. Marron decided it was her turn to roam, so to his surprise, she pinned him on top of a table and straddled on top of him. She whispered into his ear, "Just think how it'd be if we were in a room alone." Just the thought of it made Trunks even more excited. She sucked on his earlobe and then began to nip and suck on his jaw line, just as he had done to her. Trunks clenched the sides of the table, trying hard not to let the saiyan in him take over.

Luckily, everyone around them was either too drunk to notice them or just didn't care. Which was a good thing in Trunks' case, considering the fact that everyone knew he was going out with Pan and all hell would break loose if she found out about all this. But in a way, he wanted her to see. Just so that it'd be a simple way to end their relationship so that he could be with Marron. He could already tell that he'd enjoy every minute with Marron.

Uh oh Trunks! Review Review Review!