Lost Innocence

L.R.T.

I felt as though a force field had been put around me, keeping me from moving a single inch. I just stared at the fridge for what seemed like hours. Where the hell were my parents?! My dad and mom don't have anything to do! They probably saw Trunks and I sleeping and decided to go out or something. Great. I was snapped out of my daze by Trunks coming into my view, walking to the refrigerator. He touched the red markings on the fridge and sniffed it. He then looked back to me.

"Marron, it's blood..."

I felt my head become light, falling back, only to be caught in Trunks's arms.

I slowly opened my eyes, looking around. I was back in my bedroom again, laying on my bed, Trunks sitting next to me.

"Trunks...what happened?"

He put his hand on my cheek and looked down at me. "You fainted after I told you what the red stuff on the fridge was..."

Suddenly I remembered. "Oh, God, Trunks! Oh, God!" I yelled, sitting up and holding my head. "He was in my house, Trunks! Now we really can't do anything to him! He'll kill us!" I cried, on the verge of tears once more.

Trunks took my hand. "Marron, you're forgetting all the people you know," he smirked. "Hell, Goku could probably take him out in one punch."

"No! Trunks, don't you see? If someone did that, Kentaro would know that I told!"

"Marron, you can't just live your life like this. You can't let this creep run it for you...and you may or may not know it but that's what he's doing."

I looked at him sadly. "I'd rather be pushed around than be dead or have someone I cared about dead on account of me."

"Marron, I care way too much about you to let this guy get away with this. Listen, I have an idea. I'll follow you to school tomorrow and be with you all day. Every class. Maybe if he sees me with you, he'll back off."

I sighed. He obviously wasn't going to give up without a fight. Baka Saiyan egos. "All right," I sighed. "I'd feel better if you were there anyway."

He smiled slightly and pulled me close to him, hugging me tightly, as I returned the gesture. "I know you feel so dirty, Marron but this isn't your fault." He let go of me and put his hands on my cheeks, looking deeply into my eyes as I gazed back into his. "You're still so beautiful to me, Marron...and to everyone else. You're still Marron. Don't let this guy take that away from you."

I smiled at him and hugged him again. "Trunks, what would I do without you?"

I put my books into my locker as Trunks stood guard. "So, do you have any classes with this creep?" Trunks asked.

I nodded. "Only math."

I then turned around and saw Kentaro staring at me from afar. He was with his group of football friends as he gave a little wave my way, smirking, then went back to his buddies. I shuddered and felt my stomach twist and turn. I looked to Trunks and gestured Kentaro's way. "That's him..."

Trunks looked over and I swear he looked like he could kill him right there and now. "That bastard...He doesn't even give a shit..." Trunks said through clenched teeth.

I grabbed his arm. "Trunks...he's not worth it..."

He looked down at me, a look of seriousness on his face. "But you are worth it, Marron."

I looked back up at him, getting lost in his eyes. We just stood there for a moment, gazing into each other's eyes. Trunks finally broke it, by looking down. "We'd better get to class, Marron. What class do you have first?"

I gulped slightly. "Math."

Trunks glared ahead as Kentaro walked into the math room. "Good. I need to talk to this guy..."

"Trunks! You can't, remember? Please, Trunks, don't!" I pleaded to him.

"Don't worry, Marron-chan," he smirked. "I'll just say a simple hello...and let it be known that if someone hurts anyone I care about, especially you, they won't get away with it."

I couldn't help but blush slightly. "Especially you" I played over and over inside my head as we walked into the room. I went and took my usual seat. Trunks leaned against a wall near me. Kentaro sat diagonally across from me and Goten was a few seats back. I eyed Kentaro carefully as he flirted with some girl. "Two days later and he's already on the prowl..." I muttered.

"Who is? Two days after what?" Goten asked, sitting down in front of me, facing me in the chair.

Trunks came over the minute he saw Goten sit down.

Goten looked at Trunks. "What're you doing here?"

"I'm just hanging out with Marron today," Trunks shrugged nonchalantly.

"Why? You've never done it before."

I sighed. "Goten, class is gonna start soon. Maybe you ought to go to your seat."

Goten looked from me to Trunks, then back to me again. "Holy crap, you two are dating!"

Both Trunks' and my eyes widened as we both said "no!" in unison.

"Oh please, it's blatantly obvious," Goten said, taking out his crumpled homework.

I smirked slightly. "Guess ChiChi really does like Gohan best. She obviously doesn't care as much about your education."

Trunks laughed. "Probably because she knows it's hopeless."

I giggled as I gave Trunks a high five. I tried to act as normal as possible and I know Trunks was trying, too but it was so hard with that asshole in the room…

Goten stuck his tongue out and got up. "Quit flirting you horny bakas," he said as he walked back to his seat.

I sighed and looked at Trunks. "Just forty minutes."

Trunks nodded, kneeling down next to me as he glared at Kentaro. "If I decide to let him live that long."

Before I could say anything the bell rang and I quickly opened my book up as Hitako-san started class with a problem of the day. If only everyone knew my real problem of the day. I began to calculate…calculate how many more minutes Trunks could go without kamehameha-ing Kentaro to death.