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He smiled at me. He frickin' smiled at me, while holding her hand. Marron. That blonde freak of nature that Krillin and 18 made. My stomach lurched and I managed a weak, casual grin in return. He bought it and looked away from me while Marron jabbered in his ear about something completely off subject. I also lost interest in the conversation that the blonde was having with my black haired niece, sitting cross legged and leaning against Uub.

It pained me that it had been almost 4 months now since Trunks and I last had a sleepover, roughly a year since the first time. I couldn't believe he'd just say no, I couldn't believe I just let myself be taken advantage of like that. I wringed my hands and reclined into the sofa nervously, I hated seeing his girlfriends. They were gorgeous, and girls of course that made it worse actually. I wanted a canon. I would blow her up with a canon. Dudes love canons.

Marron pressed a quick peck to the side of Trunks' cheek, Pan and Uub 'Awed' in unison. Trunks' mother beamed and my mother sighed happily. I hated that it was always so damn cute when Trunks was in love. I couldn't believe I'd actually agreed to come to the engagement party. That took balls, and I had two so I guess I was ballsy enough to come. Trunks had called me and asked personally, and then I'd received a hand-written invitation, written by Marron. I trashed it.

Trunks smiled brightly at the blonde, squeezed her hand and muttered something in her ear before standing and excusing himself. I almost died. He wasn't sitting there to stop me from ripping her face off. I felt my hands begin shaking and I bit into my bottom lip begging my climbing energy levels to drop down before someone noticed.

I faked a yawn, "I'm sorry, I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit," I stood, knowing that being lazy was the best excuse I had right now. Or hungry, I thought as my stomach let out a rumble that would have embarrassed any other human, "Or I'm going to go eat and then lay down," I managed a clueless chuckle and ruffled the back of my own hair, grinning.

Bulma said it was fine, along with most of the women in the room; including Marron. Uub looked pleadingly toward me, him being the only other male in the room other than my father, Vegeta, and Gohan. I only beamed at him in return and headed off toward the kitchen, another loud growl emitted from my stomach as I pushed open the door.

My heart and stomach both lodged themselves in my throat and I no longer felt hungry. Trunks' ice blue hues stared at me over a sandwich he had obviously snuck out of the room to make. I wanted to shove it down his throat, along with my foot. He grinned at me through a mouthful. I couldn't help but grin at how goofy he looked. He never let himself look this goofy around Marron, he was always professional. He finished eating the huge bite and grinned at me, wiping his face with the back of his hand, "You hungry?" he questioned my growling stomach and I grinned embarrassedly.

I fumbled my way around the kitchen I was familiar to. The kitchen in the home that I had practically lived in. Marron hadn't been in this kitchen more than three times, I would bet. These were the thoughts that occupied my brain as I threw together a sandwich and munched on it instantly. I wanted to keep my mouth full so I had a reason not to talk to Trunks. He caught onto this and propped his elbow up on the table and finished off his sandwich, I began eating slower. "Something wrong Ten?"

My heart ached and I was caught between melting and picking up a butter knife and sticking it through his arm, "Y-yeah?" I managed to say around a mouthful of sandwich.

I could tell by his frown that he didn't believe me, "Seriously Ten? You've been avoiding me for…" he frowned as he thought, "All night?" It was like he was questioning it himself. Like he knew I had been avoiding him for the last four months and tonight was no different than any other night I had completely ignored him.

I drank a glass of soda before answering him, "Sorry man, you've just been busy talking about the engaged life with everyone and I'm just not there yet..." I tried to smile apologetically, "Ya know, I'm the only single person here," I shrugged a little and he looked rather sad.

"Yeah I know, sorry Ten.." he left his mouth half open like he wanted to keep talking but he took a drink from his own glass and reclined back.

I smiled. I smiled like I ment it, which I didn't, I just hoped it melted his heart, "Of course buddy, congratulations," I drank the last bit of my soda down and yawned again, "Sorry man, I didn't get in until 4 this morning. Mom drug me out of bed at 10, I'm exhausted," I chuckled sheepishly and gave him a small wave, "See you whenever you decide to crash..."

"G-Goten..." Trunks muttered, sounding a little on edge; like he wanted to say something.

I turned and cocked my head to the side, "Yeah?"

"Never mind," he exhaled and took another long drink of his soda that I noticed he slipped some dark liquor in. I grinned, "Nite kid," I waved lazily again and turned before I saw his crooked grin plastered on his face, watching me leave the room and climb the stairs as far as his view would let him.

I walked up the hallway and into the room that Trunks and I both shared. I pulled off the suit I was wearing and slipped on a pair of basketball shorts and draped myself lazily over the bed I claimed. Truthfully, I wasn't tired. I was just sick of seeing Marron.

But I put on a good show, shaking her hand and holding a conversation about her classes next year. She was going to be a senior in high school while Trunks and I were both in our freshman year of college. I shrugged to myself in the dark then, I suppose that wasn't too bad. His last girlfriend was two or three years older than him and she'd happened a while before the first time, I kind of liked her though.

Everyone said they still preferred to see him with Marron, saying she was sweet. Even my mother said it. That's what killed me the most. I loved him, yet she didn't know that, and she chose some half-robot for him rather than her own son. I groaned aloud and buried my face further in the pillow. This action made me remember the first time; I blushed alone in the dark. Even in public certain things triggered the memory and I would find myself lighting up like a cherry in public.

I hadn't noticed that I had even fallen asleep until I heard the bedroom door close; half-asleep I turned my head and watched Trunks peel his suit off and replace it with a pair of basketball shorts as well. I grinned lazily. However, my grin faded to a blush once he walked over to where I lay. Just before he got there I drifted my eyes closed like they had been, and felt his lips on my temple, "Good night Ten," I felt his lips brush down my jawline and stop at the corner of my mouth. His breath was hot on my cheek and I heard him laugh, "You awake?"

He knew me better than I thought, I would have to admit. I managed a yawn, making my bottom lip brush against his. My eyes snapped open, "S-sorry, I…"

My apology was cut short when he slipped in the bed beside of me, pushing me back so he could fit comfortably, "It's fine Ten, it's not the first time," he laughed nervously. My breath hitched in the back of my throat, where was he going with this… Then I felt him nuzzle into my chest, not breathing as easily and sounding like he was crying. I patted his back and cleared my throat, "Something wrong?"

Trunks only nodded. He didn't say anything, only searched blindly for my lips.