Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ or any of the characters, unfortunately.

Yay! I got reviews! Sure, it was only 2, but hey, I'll gladly accept them. So, I'm thinking maybe for chapter 3 I could get three reviews? Come on, you know you want to. . I would love to hear how you think the story is going so far, so please do! And I hope you enjoy this chapter, a sort of lemon-ish scene is coming soon, probably in the next chapter. So, stay tuned!

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Out of nowhere, the lights turned on. Marron stopped kissing Trunks and looked around. Everyone had a look of complete confusion on their face, even Trunks. He sat up and looked at Marron, whom was still sitting in his lap. "What---" Trunks started to say something but then he heard sirens. That only meant one thing. COPS! "Oh shit!" Trunks yelled. Marron jumped out of his lap and grabbed his hand; "Come on I'll take you to my house." Everyone began to scramble, trying to find an easy way out. But it wasn't very organized and so people were falling all over each other while others were running around completely terrified. The cops came running in; telling everyone to "freeze", but apparently it did nothing. If anything, everyone began to move even more. "Come on, I know a way out." Trunks said, taking note of the fact that Marron was still holding on to his hand. He pushed through the mob of drunken teenagers and reached a window. More cops began to flood into the house, causing more ruckus than before.

Trunks pried open the window and they both climbed out. Marron grabbed her keys out of her purse and they made a run for it. Luckily, Marron parked where no cops were so (hopefully) they'd make it out easily. She quickly unlocked her car and they both jumped in. Marron sped off without the cops even taking notice of her exit. Trunks laid his head back on the seat, "Oh God, I'm so dead. I'm so, so dead. My parents are going to kill me." Marron looked back at his house and saw that even more cops began to arrive and handcuffed teenagers were being put into police cars. Trunks head snapped up, "OH SHIT! I forgot about Pan!" "Um, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I think you forgot about her long before any of this, if you know what I mean." Marron told him with a wink. A smirk began to show across Trunks' face, "I guess you're right." "I know I'm right." Marron said, giving him a haughty smile.

"Why didn't I meet you sooner?" Trunks asked. Marron tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, "What are you talking about? You've known me since kindergarten."

"Yeah, but I've never actually known you that well."

"You can thank your dear Pan for that one."

"You got a grudge against Pan or something?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"I don't know. Just when you say something about her you get this kind of sarcastic tone to your voice."

"Lets just say Pan got something that I had always wanted, and it kind of pissed me off. Actually, she just pisses me off as a person. She acts so sweet; it makes me wonder what she's trying to hide behind all that."

"She's not hiding anything. That's just how Pan was raised. She always puts other people before her. But I guess it does get a little old after awhile."

Marron growled, "A little? That's an understatement." Trunks looked over at Marron and saw that she was frowning. Apparently, talking about Pan was not her most favorite thing, so he tried to change the subject. "So, where do you live?" He asked, watching the houses go by as Marron drove. "A few more houses down from here. It's nothing special like your house, but it's comfortable." She told him while turning the lights on her car off. Trunks looked at her curiously. Almost as if she read his mind, she answered, "I can't just waltz right in the house with a guy. They think I'm at a friends house, so I'm trying to make it less obvious that I'm here. Car lights flashing through their window would give away the whole thing." Trunks nodded, it made sense.

They pulled up into her driveway and quickly got out, quietly closing her car door. "Come on, we can sneak through my window. I left it unlocked." She whispered into his ear. He could feel her warm breath against his neck and it made him shudder a bit. Luckily, she didn't see. Damn, she was defiantly having an effect on him. He silently followed her to her bedroom window. She pushed her window up and climbed in, soon after Trunks followed. It was dark in her room and her door was closed. Oh, bad thoughts were running through both of their dirty minds. Marron smiled to herself, she'd see how this went. She locked the door and turned to face Trunks. He had a solemn look on his face as he sat down on her bed. Marron sat next to him, concern showing through her blue eyes. "What's wrong?" She whispered. Trunks fought back the urge to shudder again, just the closeness of her got him all in a knot. "I just…feel bad I guess…" He mumbled, not making any eye contact with her. Marron put her hand on the side of his cheek and turned his face towards her. "For what?" She asked. He sighed, "For…being with you…for ditching Pan. It's not right of me. I shouldn't do this to her." Marron bit the inside of her mouth, damn Pan. But if she ever wanted to get anywhere with Trunks, she had to at least try and understand.

"You don't have to stay here if you want. I'll take you back to be with Pan. " She said, removing her hand from his cheek. As much as she didn't want to, she knew it was the right thing to do. Trunks looked down at Marrons hands, and gingerly intertwined his with hers. "But I'm torn. I'd really like to stay here with you Marron, but I feel like an ass. Pan didn't do anything to deserve this." He closed his eyes; thinking of how much Pan would be hurt if she found out. Of course, no one but Trunks and Marron would know what would happen, and he could always say he was drunk and didn't mean for it to occur, oh the possibilities. "If you have to question whether you want to be with someone or not then you shouldn't be with them at all." Marron told him, her beautiful eyes nearly piercing into his. Marron wasn't sure if she was directing that 'someone' towards herself or Pan, but whichever one, Trunks needed to make up his mind. Trunks bit his lip; Marron did speak the truth after all.

Marron pulled her hands away from his own, even though she was loving every minute of their skin touching. It's not that she was concerned for Pan, that was the least of her worries. She just didn't want to be doing all of this with Trunks while he was still thinking about Pan. Trunks ran his hands through his hair, trying to figure out what to do. He knew if Pan were to ever find out, she'd tell her father, and as much as he hated to admit it, Gohan scared the shit out of him. He also hated to admit that he would beat the living hell out of Trunks if he ever found out that he hurt Pan. Maybe if he just broke up with Pan right now…

"Well?" Marron asked, breaking his train of thought. Trunks looked into her blue eyes. He felt as if he could just drown in them, washing all of this away. "I…I just don't know what to do Marron…" He mumbled. What was happening to him? He sounded like a whiny baby. "Trunks, if you really do like Pan, even love her, don't waste your time with me. If I'm just someone to release your sexual frustrations on then just go now. That's not what---" Marron quickly grew silent. Trunks looked over at her, waiting for her to continue her sentence. "That's not what?" He asked. She turned away from him, her eyes now shining with tears. "Damn it Marron, this is no time to be all emotional." Marron thought angrily to herself. Sure, she was having fun allowing Trunks to make all over her, but she had hoped it would make him realize he wanted her instead of Pan. She didn't want to be his bitch, someone he just ran to for a good time. She did actually want something with him.

"Marron?" Trunks whispered. Marron quickly blinked away the tears and stood up. "I'm taking you back. Apparently, you care a lot about Pan. I'll respect that, even if I don't want to. Come on." She told him, trying hard to control her voice so that it wouldn't crack. At least she had a few intimate moments with him, she should at least be happy for that. She started to reach for her keys when she heard a cell phone ring. She looked back, realizing it was Trunks'. He quickly answered it, hoping her parents had not heard it. "Hello?" He whispered.

"Trunks! I cannot believe you! I just CAN NOT believe you!"

"Pan? Are you okay?"

"Yes! And you better be GLAD I'm okay! I just barely managed to get out without getting arrested, no thanks to you!"

"I'm sorry Pan, I couldn't find you."

"You could've found me if you wanted to and you know it!"

"I'm really sorry…"

"Well, it made me realize a couple of things Trunks. One, you're not very dependable. Two, you're a selfish pig that cares nothing about other people. Three, you're a jerk. And FOUR, I don't want to be with you anymore."

"…. Are you serious?"

"Yes. I'm done with you Trunks. I need to find a guy that cares more about me and less about himself. Good-bye!"

And with that, Pan hung up. Trunks closed is phone, not really sure what to feel right now. Happy, because he could be with Marron? Or sad, because he had spent 7 months with that girl?

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