Bulla: 18 yrs old.

Trunks: 25 yrs old

Goten: 24 yrs old.

Marron: 23 yrs old.

CHAPTER 1:

Trunks, the CEO Virgin

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Goten spun around in the black office chair and groaned." Are you ready to go to lunch yet? I think I'm going to die if I don't get something to eat soon."

Trunks nodded as his assistant went over some important work documents with him. At the mere mention of lunch, his and Goten's stomachs growled. The assistant blushed and pretended not to notice the noise. Trunks acknowledged his hunger with a brief wince in pain, then spared a glance away from the documents." I'm almost done here. Just fifteen more minutes."

Goten tilted his head back and stared at the ceiling as he kicked off the ground and spun around the office in that fun chair with wheels. He didn't have chairs like that at home." That's what you said half an hour ago..."

"If you want, I could order some food through the Z-dash app," Trunks' assistant perked up. She had her cell phone in hand and was ready to type in an order.

Pure horror spread across Goten's face.

"We can't order Z-dash. Goten's ex works with Z-dash." Trunks smirked." Things did not end well between them. She tried breaking into Capsule Corp two weeks ago, remember? She made it as far as the 10th floor before the guards stopped her." Trunks turned over one of the stacks of documents, signed it, and added it to the growing pile of completed work on his desk." I have an active restraining order against her, so no Z-dash."

"Olivia scares me. We only dated for two months, and she used my credit card to buy herself a wedding dress—I'd never proposed to her!" Goten shuddered, recalling the memory of seeing the bill for a wedding dress on his credit card statement. He sent her a breakup text, changed his phone number, and went into hiding.

The assistant's blue eyes widened." That was your ex-girlfriend? We all thought that she was one of the many girls the Capsule Corp president dated—" The assistant sucked in a deep breath and clamped her mouth shut.'Oh no! I'm going to lose my job! I'm so stupid for bringing that up!'

"Sadly, all the angry ex-girlfriends that have broken into the building wanting to see me had all been his exes. You could say it's a best friend's occupational hazard."

"None of them had been your ex?" The assistant asked. She couldn't help herself. She just needed to know.

"Trunks doesn't have an ex-girlfriend. He's never been out on a real date," Goten stated, rolling from across the room and hitting Trunk's desk with an audible thump." He's not interested in women, right Trunks?"

"Oh, my!" The assistant's face turned red and a small line of blood oozed from her nostrils. She could easily picture her gorgeous employer entangled in the arms of his equally attractive best friend.'These two have a forbidden love relationship going on! I picked up on the chemistry between these two right away! Poor Trunks, it's probably because of his social status that he can't be with the one he truly loves!'

Trunks closed his eyes to meditate. He couldn't afford to act childish and behave like anything other than the Capsule Corp President whenever Goten irritated him. They were adults now, and at least one of them had to be one.

Goten sensed his friend's anger and chuckled." I didn't mean it like that. Sure, Trunks has been on dates that Bulma has arranged to benefit her company, but those don't count. He wasn't interested in them. There's only one girl Trunks has been in love with his entire life. Would you like to see a picture of her?"

The assistant wiped away the blood from her nose and pushed up her thick, black glasses." Yes, please."

Goten scrolled through the phone and tapped on a photo in his photo gallery. He handed the phone over to the assistant. The assistant resembled a younger, short haired, nerdy version of Videl, and Goten couldn't help but like her. Maybe she could be his next girlfriend? He would have to ask Trunks if she was single later.

The assistant looked at the photo for two seconds. 'Oh, so he likes the blonde Z-gram model type. Her face card is extraordinary!" She's pretty, but don't you think pigtails and pink outfits are a little childish? That's just my opinion though, she looks like she has a sweet personality." The assistant quickly bowed." I have some paperwork I need to catch up on, please enjoy your lunch together."

Goten watched the assistant walk away. She was slender, but her hips swayed nicely as she walked, and her tight-fitting black skirt was very flattering on her. Goten glanced over at Trunks, but he wasn't eye fucking her like he was. Trunks had untied his tie and was in the process of changing out of his suit.

Goten smirked to himself. There was only one woman who could make Trunks stare like a lovestruck idiot when she walked away.

"What picture did you show her?" Trunks asked, putting on a long sleeved, black cotton shirt, which made him look like he rarely worked out. It did a great job of hiding his muscular arms and it was comfortable. He wanted to attract the least amount of attention from the opposite sex whenever he went out to lunch. He had very few precious moments to himself these days and didn't want to be swarmed with adoring fans like a celebrity.

Goten smiled at the photo in his phone. It was a candid photo he'd taken of Marron just two weeks ago, sitting outside the little pink house on that island surrounded by the sparkling blue ocean. She had worn a stylish one-piece pink swimsuit and was laughing at a dumb joke her dad had made. 'Beautiful,' was all Goten could think as he took the picture, cropping the photo later so it only had her face and shoulders in it. Having a swimsuit photo of his second-best friend stored in his phone would be too weird for him.

"I showed her a picture of Bulma modelling a matching pink underwear set. Man, your mom may be old but she's still fucking hot!"

Trunks barely reacted as he tied his favorite teal scarf around his neck." Speaking of hot, Chichi couldn't keep her hands off me when I dropped by last week. She tugged the clothes right off my body, stripped me down to my underwear and ordered me to go take a relaxing bath while she sewed the rips in my clothes."

Goten gaped at his friend." Are you serious?"

Trunks shrugged." She was a bit too aggressive for my taste, but it was still hot. I should drop by more often."

"Please tell me you're joking."

A mischievous sparkle lit up Trunks' eyes. He smiled." Maybe I am, or maybe I'm not. Show me the picture you showed my assistant, and I might just tell you. But ask yourself this, do you really want to know?"

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Goten led Trunks to the far East side of West City and the duo landed in front of a small Chinese restaurant wedged between a phone company and a notary office. The characters for "Fat Happy Dragon Bowl" were painted in red on the front door's window. The doorbell dinged, alerting the staff to their presence.

"How many today?" The young hostess asked. She was wearing a red T-shirt with a fat, happy dragon eating noodles from a giant bowl." Only two? Okay, follow me." She wiped her hands clean on her apron and grabbed two menus. She led them around the wooden half-wall by the entrance and set the menus on top of the tabletop at the middle booth. The waitress waited for Goten and Trunks to slide into opposite sides of the booth before asking to take their order.

"Two of everything on the menu, please," Goten said, not bothering to crack open the menu.

"I'm sorry, I thought there were only two of you. I didn't know more people were coming. There's a larger table in the back we can move you to."

"No. you were right it's just the two of us. This booth is perfect. I like looking out the window while I eat."

Trunks pulled out his golden credit card and slid it towards the hostess." Two of everything on the menu. One meal at a time of course, and we'd like some hot tea."

"Hey, you don't have to pay. Let me. It's the least I can do after what Olivia put you through." Goten reached into his back pocket for his wallet.

Trunks shook his head." No, lunch is on me. Do you really think you can pay me back with a cheap lunch after the humiliation I went through with Olivia?" Trunks grinned." I own your ass now."

"You're right." Goten groaned, waving the waitress away. The last time he owed Trunks a favor he had to stand in for him during a meeting at work. It was the most boring five hours of his life. He had no idea a meeting could go on for so long." It's been about a month since the last time we hung out like this, what's new in your life?"

Trunks made small talk about what was going on with him at work until their waitress showed up and set down two bowls of noodles, two bowls of white rice, two plates of eggrolls, and two plates of pot stickers. She gave them each a cup of hot tea, and two cups of iced water. She dug out two straws from her apron and set them on the table, smiling at Trunks. "Enjoy your meal, and call me if you need anything. I won't be far."

Trunks smiled his thanks.

"I can't wait to eat, I'm starving!" Goten picked up his chopsticks and stuffed his mouth with as much noodles and eggrolls as he could fit without choking. After swallowing, he moaned." It tastes so good! Trunks, you have to try this! Here, open up!"

"Alright, stop! People are going to think we're a couple if you keep trying to feed me!" Reluctantly, Trunks parted his lips and accepted the food Goten's chopsticks were smushing against his face. This wasn't the type of restaurant he frequently attended at work events or during dinner with his mother, but the food tasted delicious.

"If I was going to date a guy I think I could do better than you." Goten took a sip of his water." I like the sweet and innocent type. You're a grumpy workaholic. Hey, if we did date, would I be a top or bottom?" Goten raised his hand and declared." I call top!"

Trunks ignored his friend and slurped up his noodles and carefully chewed the side dishes, wiping away crumbs and grease around his mouth with a napkin. Goten slurped, smacked, and moaned as he ate, ditching his chopsticks altogether and grabbing food with his bare hands. Somewhere during his hungry frenzy his napkin fell onto the floor. He used the back of his arm to wipe grease and sauces away from his mouth.

The two ate in silence until after finishing their second course of food. The wide eyed waitress loaded the empty dishes onto her kart, clearing the table and preparing them for their next batch of food. Goten belched, then picked at his teeth with a toothpick.

Trunks picked up his phone and opened the cropped photo of Marron that Goten had sent him earlier. He turned his phone toward his friend, unable to suppress the hint of jealousy as he asked," Was this where you've been for three weeks?" He arched his brow." You could've hidden at Gohan's place, or even gone camping in the forest behind your house. Olivia can't sense ki like we can, she never would've been able to find you. Staying on an island in the middle of the ocean seems a bit excessive." Trunks' hand tightened around his phone for a split second, just long enough for Goten to notice, then asked." Don't you think?"

Goten sighed." I needed to get away and Krillin's house was the furthest place I could think of."

"Where did you sleep?"

"In Marron's room."

Trunks fell back into the booth and his eyes widened. Goten slept...in Marron's room? Trunks could picture Goten pinning Marron down on her bed.

"I've never done anything like this before...I'm nervous." He could hear Marron saying.

To that Goten would whisper in her ear. "I'll guide you through it. Don't worry, I'll be gentle when I put it in."

"Aah, Goten."

"I didn't mean it like that," Goten huffed. The color had drained from Trunks' face." I slept in Marron's room, as in her old room. She moved out of her parent's house three months ago. She lives in Shiitake city and works for a big modelling agency. She stopped by the Kame house during my last three days there, and that's when I slept outside in one of those wooden chairs 18 lays in when she sun tans. Nothing happened."

Trunks sighed and he closed his eyes to erase the horrific, steamy fantasy in his head." Oh, that's good. I believe you."

Goten arched his brow." Marron will be in Paprika City for a modelling show next week, that's not too far from here. There's also that new alien movie playing at the movie theater. Should I call her and ask her if she'd like to see a movie with us?" Goten clapped his hands together as a wonderful idea hit him. He suddenly knew how he could repay his best friend." I'll even bring a date with me, so you'll have Marron all to yourself."

Trunks took a minute to think about this. Their next food course arrived. Neither of them started eating right away. Goten stared at his friend with hopeful, puppy dog eyes.

"I wish I could see a movie and spend time with Marron, but..."

'Oh, no. Not the but's, Goten groaned. He'd heard every excuse Trunks had at this point. Trunks was the CEO of a mega corporation, and he couldn't just' go off and play' the way Goten could. Blah, blah, blah.

"Enough with the excuses," Goten cut in, settling back into the booth and adopting a neutral expression he'd seen his brother use on serious occasions." This is your last chance with Marron and if you won't take it then I will."

Trunks narrowed his eyes." You're bluffing."

"Ha, I have no idea what that word means, but if we're going to start calling each other names then you're a scared virgin. Mr. CEO Virgin is too afraid of being turned down by a short, beautiful woman who weighs about as much as this table," For emphasis, Goten shook the table." Well, maybe not that light but you get what I mean. She's harmless. The worst Marron could do is say no fucking way."

"No ducking way, if she replies by text," Trunks smirked, drinking his tea. "Fine, I'll agree to see a dumb alien movie if you can get her to say yes."

"Oh, she'll say yes. No female can resist my boyish charms." Goten winked.

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Trunks and Goten continued to talk and catch up as they ate. After forty minutes Trunks declared that his lunch break was nearly over, and he needed to fly back to Capsule Corp. He left a tip big enough to make the waitresses' day on the table and said goodbye to Goten.

"See you next Saturday," Goten shouted into the sky, waving from the sidewalk. To himself, he said." Alright, now on to phase two of my plan: get Marron to agree to see a movie with us next week, then on to phase three: Goten doesn't show up! I'm a genius!" Goten scratched his head." Hmm. If something comes up and Trunks can't make it, Marron will never give us another chance anytime soon. I'm going to need somebody to help me make sure Trunks doesn't back out but who?"

Gohan? No, he was too busy with his research to care about Trunks' dating life. Vegeta? No, he'd take the opportunity to haul Trunks off to the gravity chamber. Pan was busy teaching at her grandpa's dojo. Bulma had taken Chichi on some type of girls only cruise, so Bulma couldn't help out.

Bulla. She was the only one available who could help.

Goten's smile fell and a grey storm cloud hovered above him. Bulla had inherited her parents' worst personality traits. Asking a favor from her would be as good as him selling his soul. 'Trunks and Marron are my best friends. They deserve a chance to finally be happy together. I'll do anything I can for them.'

Goten scrolled through his phone to find Bulla's number. She was saved as "Pan's bratty friend ( call if Pan is missing)" in his contacts list. He inhaled a deep breath and hit the call button.

It rang twice. Bulla answered her phone with an irritated," I'm busy. What do you want?"

"Hey, Bulla, this is Goten. I was just wondering—"

"I know who you are. I have caller I.D," Bulla chuckled. In the background, Goten heard a man ask who she was talking to." It's Pan's uncle. He's a little dumb so go on without me, this might take a while."

Goten bit the inside of his cheek." I can hear you."

"Sorry," Bulla replied, not sounding sorry at all, just amused." If you're trying to find Pan, she's probably at her boyfriend's house. I can give you the address if it's an emergency."

Pan had a boyfriend? She told her parents she'd be teaching at her grandpa's dojo. The little liar."Um, no, thank you." Goten stuttered. He could be an overprotective uncle later. First, he needed to secure his plan for Trunks and Marron. "I actually called to ask you something."

"Go to Trunks if you need money."

"I don't need money. I need your help in getting Marron and Trunks together." Goten begged." Please, Bulla. I wouldn't ask for your help if it wasn't important. You're the only one who can help me with my plan."

"Why?"

"Because Marron and Trunks have been in love with each other since our toddler days and they're too scared to ruin their friendship to do anything about it, plus they'd be perfect together—"

"I meant why should I help you? I'm not interested in my brother's dating life, so what's in it for me?" Bulla clicked her tongue." Call my Mom if you want to marry my brother off. She'll help you with that."

"I'll do anything you want," Goten breathed out. In the background, Goten could hear Bulla's friend asking if she was coming.

"You'll do anything I want, huh?" Bulla purred. " Have you met my brother's new personal assistant? Her name is Delvi, looks freakishly like Videl. Delvi does everything for Trunks, she's more like his personal maid. My dad said that it was normal for royalty to have maids on his home planet. He's proud of my brother for having a personal assistant. I feel left out not having a personal assistant of my own. My mom said we don't have the budget for another assistant, but what does she know? She spends her money on lavish cruises and anti-aging creams all the time!"

Goten cringed." Are you saying you'll help me with my plan if I agree to become your slave?"

"Personal assistant," Bulla corrected." But, yes. That means going through a 30 day personal assistant training program, then serving under me for a year. There's no pay so think of it as a really long apprenticeship opportunity. We can work out the details of the contract later at my house."

"Yeah, okay, deal," Goten agreed, not fully understanding everything Bulla had just said. He'd basically be her slave for a year, running errands like buying her tampons, holding her shopping bags, and massaging her feet. He hoped he wouldn't have to wear a formal uniform." If my plan doesn't work, then the deal is off."

Goten was confident his plan to get Marron to fall in love with Trunks would work. They just needed to go on one date to spark the fireworks between them. If he needed to spare an entire year of his life to Bulla in exchange for their happiness, then that was fine with him. He wasn't the best at keeping track of time, so he was sure the year would fly by quickly. If Marron truly didn't have romantic feelings for Trunks, then Goten wouldn't be losing anything, and Trunks would get closure. Win-win with both outcomes.

Goten was so naïve. He never expected the chaos that would be unleashed upon his friends due to his good intentions. If there's one thing his ex-girlfriends should've taught him: He was unlucky in love. No one had any idea he could pass that bad luck onto others.

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Author note: Welcome to my new story! Thanks for reading the first chapter *nudges you in the rib* sooooo...How'd you like it? If you liked the first chapter then make some noise! I definitely had a fun time writing it and hope you enjoyed it just as much as I did. If you're not a fan of a possible Goten/Bulla, or Trunks/Marron, or Goten/Marron ship then you may want to click out of this story now.

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