/ ❯ Anatomy of an Affiar ❯ Anatomy of an Affair ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Hey, this is a Gohan/Marron fic from Gohan's POV... if you have a problem with that or anything lemony, I suggest that your best bet would be to leave now. This was a joint fic with my friend Kinomi who is an excellent writer (go read her fics!!). I hope you guys like it
Disclaimers: DBZ/GT are owned by folks with way more money than we have. Heck, if we owned it would it be FAN-fiction?

Anatomy of an Affair

By Ashley Taylor

(with additional writing by Kinomi)

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Someone famous once said, "When one door closes, another one opens. Sometimes we look so long at the closed door, we don't see the one that has been opened..."

I can't think of any words that better apply to the predicament that I'm currently in. As of now, I am involved with two women. Two remarkable, unique, beautiful, intelligent women that I know I love. I would say "... that I love with all my heart," but if I love two then that's not quite possible, is it?

I've always prided myself on being an honest man, but how can one make such a bold remark about their character if they can't even look their own wife in the eye without turning away in shame? I certainly cannot claim such words anymore. I lost the right to them the second I didn't tell Videl my real reasons for attending this specific conference, when there have been so many in the past that I skipped. But by that token what man would ever announce to their wife their intentions to be unfaithful? And I have every intention. It has been inevitable; I couldn't stop it now even if I wanted to. Which I don't.

I stared at my hands as I waited for her at the airport like I had never seen them before. My palms were sweaty. My palms never got sweaty. My stomach felt like it had butterflies on roller-skates zipping around in it too, and all because I was waiting for her. My lover... dare I say it? My obsession.

I kept thinking it must be obvious to anyone who bothered to look at me as I paced the arrival gate just what I was there for. I might as well have worn a sign that said 'Adulterer'. Funny part is, ask anyone who knows me the question: 'would Son Gohan ever cheat on his wife?' and they would probably laugh right in your face. If they could see me as I paced the terminal waiting for her, they wouldn't be laughing anymore.

Technically, I'm not an adulterer yet. Yet being the operative word. Years of knowing her, months of phone calls and emails have all led us to this point. My wife thinks I am at a convention, and I was. The convention was over yesterday. I told my wife I wouldn't be home until Monday. Three and a half days Marron and I are going to steal from the world. Three days in which I didn't want to see much more than her body writhing under mine. Dende-sama help me, but my blood started running hotter just thinking about it. I didn't know how much more waiting I could stand.

Finally, her plane arrived. My eyes raked over the deplaning passengers looking for the object of my desire, until somewhere in the middle of the throng I caught sight of cornsilk blonde hair. It reminded me of sunshine... it always had. When she was a child and would come over with her parents, I would watch her as she played with my brother. Their heads bent together as they conspired, they looked like night and day. I always thought she would end up with him. Always kind of hoped she'd be part of the family. Life's funny that way... my brother can't see past the end of his nose. He can't see the beauty right in front of him. Lucky for me then, I thought, as I waved to her so she'd see me through the crowd.

She smiled and waved back as she made her way to me. She's more beautiful, than beautiful when she smiles. Again I was reminded of sunshine, she lights up a room. Or perhaps it's just me... either way; the sight sent a curl of warmth through me. I've waited for this day for too long. I realized as I watched her approach, that despite all the emails, and the several incredibly hot sessions of phone sex (always from my office mind you), I have absolutely no idea how to greet her. I've known her forever, but things have changed. Do I hug her? Kiss her? Drop her to the floor of the terminal and have her now? I've never cheated on my wife before, so I'm not sure what the SOP is.

Dilemma solved as she reached me and threw her arms around me in a hug, standing on her tiptoes to kiss me briefly on the corner of the mouth. I felt an electric charge at the touch, and my mouth curled into a smile as I looked down at her.

"Hey you... You didn't have to meet me here... I could have met you at the hotel like we planned. She said to me, blushing slightly. I wonder if I'm leering at her and that's what makes her blush.

"I couldn't wait to see you." I told her. All the witty charm I use on the phone with her has abandoned me it seems, in the light of her presence. She fairly beamed at me, even as pink bloomed on her cheeks. I wonder if she's thinking about the same thing I am?

"I couldn't wait to see you either." The awkward moment I had been dreading arrives as she looked at me, her lips parted. I really wanted to kiss her. Instead I asked if she had any luggage. She hefted the overnight bag she's carrying on her shoulder with a little shrug so I took the bag to carry it for her. Doesn't feel like there's all that much in it.

"Traveling light?" I joke, trying to break the tension. Her eyes lowered and she blushed softly again before taking my proffered hand, and we head toward the exit.

"I wasn't really sure what to bring... or um, what we would be doing." She said shyly.

I can't help it. She's so irresistible, I just can't stop myself as I put my arm around her shoulders and leaned over to whisper in her ear.

"I know what I'd like to be doing... and you didn't need to pack at all for that." I whispered seductively, my lips near her ear. She smells like flowered soap and sweet things. Good enough to eat. She tipped me a sideways look under her eyelashes before she thwaped me on the back soundly.

"Hentai! You could at least take me to lunch first! I'm starving!"

Now I felt bad. I've been so eager to see her I didn't even think that she just got off an airplane and might be hungry. I flagged down a cab now that we've arrived at the cab stand in front of the airport, even as Im apologizing profusely.

"Gomen nasai! I didn't think." I at least had the presence of mind to notice when a cab stops for us and we climbed in. I'm not that familiar with this city, I know where the hotel is, the convention center and the airport and that's it. I asked the cab driver to take us to a restaurant near the Grand Hotel where we're staying. The hotel is near the convention center and at least a fifteen-minute cab ride.

Once we're underway I looked over at Marron. Her expression was very strange as she smiled at me... almost nervous. I put my arm around her and she leaned into my side. She's taller and more willowy than my wife. She felt almost insubstantial as she pressed her body against mine - but I know her parentage well. She's stronger than she looks.

"You okay?" I asked quietly. She nodded readily even as her eyes slipped away from mine. "Marron?" I questioned again. She pressed her face into my chest and looked up at me so I could only see her eyes. She has beautiful eyes, but then like I've said, everything about her is. "What is it?"

She had her arms wrapped around my waist as she moved her face enough to speak. I missed what she says the first time she said it so quietly.

"Nani?"

"You haven't even kissed me yet." She whispered, but she wouldn't look at me. Baka mitai! I can be so dense. I forgot that despite all the talking we've done, and how close we've grown, we haven't spent that much time actually together... in the same place. And there I was whispering in her ear about wanting to make love to her the minute she got off the plane... no wonder she called me a hentai. I put a finger under her chin and tipped her face up to mine.

"Let me remedy that inexcusable oversight on my part then." I told her. She smiled a little.

"You always have to talk like a professor?" She asked, and I kissed her rather than answer. Kissing her was more intoxicating than I imagined it would be. Her mouth was sweet and soft as she parted her lips to allow me entrance. I kissed her slowly, savoring this first kiss of ours. My body felt like it was on fire and I wanted to crush her into my embrace. The delicate brush of her tongue on mine made me want to groan with desire. Her hand on the back of my neck, and her breast pressed against my arm were all making me burn. I never wanted the kiss to end.

Her eyes were a bit glazed when the kiss broke and she stared at my mouth, her luscious lips parted. Leaning forward I caught her lips again, this time pressing her back into the seat of the cab. This kiss was even better than the first and when it ended we were both out of breath. I leaned against her as I caught my breath and tried to cool the raging lust in me. Which was hard to do, since I refused to let go of her and kept her pressed firmly to my chest.

"Gohan." She said quietly, and I wondered if I was holding her too tight - if I'd frightened her with how much I want her. She touched my cheek with her cool pale fingers.

"I want you so much." I whispered back. She kissed me, lightly running her tongue against my lower lip. The feather light caress making my lips tingle. She slid her hands inside my jacket to caress my back.

"I'm thinking that room service works for me... how about you?" She said against my lips. I groaned softly in response and deepened the kiss, not really caring if the cab driver was getting a free show as I touched her. My body couldn't take much more of this or I'd be useless to her very soon.

"Can't this heap go any faster?" She asked, tugging at my tie.

Galvanized into action, I ordered the driver to stop; despite the fact we were on the highway and paid him off. I slung Marron's bag over my neck and shoulder and settled it on my back before I scooped her up into my arms. She weighed nothing as I took to the air, using speed I hadn't needed in years. I haven't had the proper motivation I suspect.

We arrived at the hotel in nothing flat, and I reluctantly put her down to enter the lobby. I liked having her in my arms. We had the elevator to ourselves and I took full advantage, propping my hands against the wall on either side of her head as I kissed her. Now she was the one making soft noises in the back of her throat as she pulled my tie off. I didn't know why I even bothered to wear a jacket and tie to meet her... habit I guess. At least I'd remembered to leave off the glasses. By the time we made it to the room she had my shirt untucked and unbuttoned. I fumbled the door open and we stumbled into the room still connected at the lip.

I kicked the door shut behind me. I didn't want to go too fast... I wanted this first time to be memorable, but the need to possess her was driving me now. I let go of her long enough to drop her bag and shrug out of my jacket and shirt, depositing them on the floor. When I raised my eyes to meet hers she held my gaze intensely, her hands working the buttons on her blouse. I closed the distance between us, needing to touch her. I pushed her blouse off her shoulders, letting it pool at her elbows as I kissed her neck. Her skin was like silk as I lightly grazed my teeth over her tender flesh. I worked my way down her throat as I pulled her blouse the rest of the way off. I could feel her stiff little nipples against my bare chest through the sheer bra she wore, branding me. I relieved her of it quickly, delighting in the weight of her bare breasts in my hands. They were bigger than her loose clothes let on, but not too large for her slight frame, the pale pink nipples that crowned them tiny and hard as stones. I rested my hands on her hips as I bent over to suckle first one rosy peak then the other. She gasped and pushed toward me, her arms going around my head and her fingers twining in my hair, coaxing my head up to kiss me again.

She pulled me with her as she backed toward the bed, her hands restless on me as she caressed my chest, my stomach, moving down to stroke me briefly through my trousers. I slid my hands down her bare back to her skirt, unzipping it and letting it drop. Her bottom was very smooth under her cotton panties as I gripped her backside, pressing her against my aching hardness. She groaned into my mouth as I ground my hips against hers. I laid her down on the bed and took a moment to look at her as I pulled her panties off. She was gorgeous, long limbed and full breasted, her pale skin flushed with desire. I could smell the sweet perfume of her arousal and it made my erection throb painfully in response. I hesitated a moment, I wanted her so badly I wasn't sure where to start. I wanted to devour her.

"Gohan..." She breathed, beckoning me with her hands. I quickly rid myself of the rest of my clothing and climbed on the bed with her. Covering her body with mine, being careful to support my weight. She wrapped her arms around me as I kissed her forehead, her neck, her breasts... I could feel the dampness between her legs as she pressed herself against my leg, and I groaned from the lust it inflamed in me. I'd make it up to her later, but right now I had to have her as I positioned myself at her entrance, the moist curls teasing me as she spread her legs wide. The moment of truth was at hand, and I propped myself on my arms and looked down at her as I pushed forward, burying myself in that tight succulent heat.

Now I was an adulterer. She arched her back and cried out as I began thrusting into her. The feel of her was indescribable; she fit me like a new little glove. Wet and hot. I was so ready for her I knew I wouldn't last long, but I struggled for control.

"You feel incredible." I whispered in her ear, before dipping my head down to tug at her tiny hard nipples, sucking them greedily. She shuddered and I could feel the tremors in my body as well. Her face was red as she worked her hips against mine, her hands clenching and unclenching on the arms I had supported over her.

"More..." She moaned, her head tossing a bit. She was magnificent in her excitement, so sensitive and responsive. I lowered my upper body to hers to kiss her, forcing her mouth wide open with my tongue as I picked up the pace, driving into her hard and fast. Her mouth was hard and soft at the same time as she kissed me back with the same ardor. Her silky hair covering my arm, her body rocking underneath mine in perfect unison as the tension between us built.

Her body clamped down hard on me when she came. Her hips bucking so ecstatically she all but lifted my weight off the bed with her, which sent me over the edge into the white-hot explosion of release, as I thrust into her a final time and let go. Her cries were a sweet echo in my ear as I leant my voice to join with hers.

I collapsed forward onto to her spent, burying my face in her sweet smelling hair. Her breath was a soft pant as she wrapped her arms around me, her body still lightly convulsing. The lethargy of completion was enveloping me, and I didn't want to move, didn't want to be separated from her.

"I must be getting heavy." I murmured, raising my head to look into her eyes. She smiled at me, her hands smoothing down my back.

"I like you just where you are." She said quietly, nibbling on my chin. I kissed her as I slipped from her body and rolled onto my side so I wouldn't squish her, holding her tightly to me. I was waiting for the guilt to consume me, the guilt I was certain I should feel for cheating on my wife, but it didn't come. It felt right being here naked with Marron in my arms, the rightness of it was almost more alarming than the lack of guilt. I nuzzled my face into her bright hair as I held her, sleep starting to claim me. I could feel her placing the occasional soft kiss on my throat.

"My Marron..." I sighed, tightening my arms around her possessively.

"I'm not. Not really." She said softly a few minutes later. I looked down at her in my arms, the sunlight through the windows shining through her hair making it look like spun gold. I opened my mouth to argue with her, to tell her that while it may not be true, that for the three days we were together she was, but she put her fingers over my lips silencing me.

"Gohan... don't make it what it isn't. Just let it be." She said gently and kissed me deeply, her tongue languidly twining with mine, making me want her again already. She pulled back her head and smiled wickedly at me. "Besides... you didn't invite me here to talk to me. Did you?"

I grinned back, my earlier lethargy gone as I became aroused again. "No." I told her.

"Then put that mouth of yours to better use, Professor." She purred.

And I did.

A soft knock on my office door preceded it's opening and I looked up from my desk to see who had bothered to make an unannounced visit to my office. I felt around on my desk searching for my 'work' glasses in case this was some important figure. "Who is it?" I asked hesitantly, still not sure of whom it was.

"Hey you."

I knew that voice. It was a soft sexy voice yet at the same time sweet and innocent. I finally found my glasses and slipped them on my face. "Marron?" It was more of a question than acknowledgment.

The blonde woman smiled and ran a few fingers through her long hair. "Yeah. You almost sound surprised to see me. I thought I told you I take a few late classes here."

I watched her idly as she slipped into the chair opposite of me. My mind was numb. She was here, in my office. I closed my eyes briefly trying to figure out what exactly I was going to do. I never expected to see her again so soon after that convention in Ginger Town, but here she was. I opened my eyes; I could get through seeing her without succumbing into my desires. Ginger Town was a one-time thing, it could not happen again. Yet I knew the thought was pointless when I felt my body react to her smile.

"Surprised is just an understatement. I guess it must have slipped my mind. So what brings you here today?"

"Not much, just you."

I guess she took the expression on my face as for means to explain what exactly that meant.

"Well as you know, the classes I am taking here are just a few medical classes. I'm doing really well in most of them, except I'm still having trouble in Anatomy. See, I know the human body, but the medical terminology that goes with it confuses me. I heard you were wonders when it came to the human body and so I'm asking for your help."

I kept my head bowed low. She shouldn't see the light blush that was beginning to take its effect on my face by her innocent comment. I did my best to pull myself together, why was I even thinking such things like this. After all, it was only a simple request for tutoring help.

"Sure no problem. When would you like me to help you with your anatomy?" When I realized what had just came out of my mouth I met her eyes and smiled shyly. All she did was smile sweetly and I couldn't help but feel more like a heel.

"Thanks for the offer Gohan, but I might have to take a rain check on that until I pass my exam."

"Well, whenever you need to study or cash in your rain check, I'm usually free after four. "

I have no idea where this all was coming from. Flirting is not one of my strong points and I screw up at it every time, but judging from the coy smile on the blonde beauty in front of me I thought I did okay.

I watched her as her lithe form moved out of the chair towards my bookshelf in the far corner. Her slim hips swayed with every movement she made. I licked my dry lips subconsciously. Why? I don't even know.

"I can study now if you don't have anything else planned at the moment or I could cash in that check." She dragged the words out in that innocent way of hers, but instead it came out like a sexy purr. She then turned around towards me expectantly as if she was asking for something other than anatomy help and at that exact moment I wished desperately that she were.

I cleared my throat hurriedly. Why in the world was I thinking of her like this still? I couldn't think of any plausible explanation why, so I shoved the question into the back of my head to wonder about later. I shook my head in vain, trying to clear it of the thoughts I just had about Marron. I couldn't believe this was even happening again.

"I can do you now." I said.

My eyes shot open wider than I would have thought possible. That had to be the second or third indirect comment we'd exchanged within the last ten minutes. I looked at her waiting to see her disgusted expression, but all she did was laugh.

"Gohan, I came here to study and all it seems that you want to do is study me."

"Can you blame me with such a exquisite example of a female body before me?" I asked her; amazed the words were coming out of my mouth. My mind was filled with images from our last encounter; her beautiful body spread out before me, her face flushed in passion. Damn! I'd left that weekend feeling certain I'd gotten her out of my system. But as I looked at her leaning against my desk and regarding me with a faint smile I knew I was wrong, wrong, wrong.

I put my hand on her leg and started sliding it slowly up her inner thigh under her skirt. "Shall we go over the major muscles of the leg to start?" I asked her. Her eyes darkened slightly and she caught her breath.

"Gohan..." She said warningly, but there was no threat behind it. I laid the palm of my hand against the impossible silk of her inner thigh, the heat of her going straight past my head to my groin.

"This one?" I asked her, stroking her smooth skin lightly. She looked like she was going to protest, and then slid her eyes shut.

"Gracilis." She all but whispered. I smiled, and slid my other hand up her other leg. Moving her to stand between my legs as I sat in my chair, I slipped my hands around to the backs of her thighs. I remembered them being oh so sensitive from before, and they still were as she hissed in her breath.

"These?" I inquired, stroking from the delicate backs of her knees to the subtle crease where her leg flowed into the gentle curve of her buttock.

"Su-Semimembranosus." Her voice was pure distress as she put her hands on my shoulders for balance. My sharp Saiyajin senses picked up the subtle fragrance of her desire and it had the same effect on me as last time. Shutting my brain off like a switch. Boldly, I moved my hands from the inside of her knee across the front of her thigh to her hipbones, pushing her skirt up and out of the way. She whimpered, and I looked up at her face.

"Sartorius... Gohan, please..." She moaned, dropping her head back as I brushed my fingers over her nether lips, sealed tight by the fabric of her panties. My voice didn't sound like my own.

"Lock the door." I croaked.

I stared transfixed at her as she moved to the door of my office and threw the thumb bolt. She was so graceful in everything she did, making it almost look like a dance, as she shut the light off too without my suggesting it. Making it look like Professor Son was out. Clever girl.

She came back to me, slowly crossing the short distance of my office like it was miles, her lithe body moving with an effortless sensual elegance. She stopped in front of me, looking down on me with those beautiful crystal blue eyes of hers before she gently removed my glasses - folding and placing them aside. She loosened my tie, her nimble fingers unbuttoning my shirt to give her access to my skin, which she took full advantage of, running her hands down my chest and abs. Undoing my belt and unfastening my trousers hurriedly.

Even with the door locked we weren't alone enough to risk getting completely naked, a fact I was truly sorry for. Marron had a spectacular body; I loved looking at it, touching it, tasting it. I reached up under her skirt to catch hold of her panties and tug them down her long silky legs. I wanted to take my time, I always wanted to take my time with her, but there's something about us when we got together. Once the switch of passion has been tripped between us it's all consuming. I could tell she felt the same way by the way her eyes gleamed.

I pushed her skirt up to her hips and lifted her, sitting her on my desk before me. Hooking her legs over my shoulders and spreading them, I pulled her forward to the edge of my desk, fairly licking my lips in anticipation.

"What? No kiss?" She teased me in that throaty voice of hers. I grinned up at her a second and then leaned in and placed a kiss on the tender arch of skin right where it disappeared into delicate curls.

"That wasn't what I meant-oh!" Her voice dissolved into a gasp as I pushed my tongue into her, tasting her. I closed my eyes as I delved my tongue into the seam of her sex, kissing the soft resilient lips, teasing the core of her pleasure until she whimpered, tilting her hips to me. I wrapped my arms around her hips, pulling her more fully against my face as I all but ground my mouth against her. Her taut muscles contracting as I pushed my tongue deeper into her, her thighs clamping against the sides of my head, hot and shivering. I couldn't get enough of her.

Her voice was a strangled sob as I looked up at her. She was glorious, head thrown back as she leaned back on her hands, her breasts heaving, and her prim and proper wool skirt bunched around her waist. The sight of her, the indescribable taste of her on my tongue made my body throb with impatience. She was biting her lower lip to stifle her cries, and I remembered the last time, how I'd loved making her scream.

She was such a sharp contrast to my wife. When I'd married Videl I had somewhat expected her to be a hellcat in bed, based on the enthusiasm she had for fighting and confrontation, but it seemed the opposite was true. Sex with my wife was good, at rare times even great, but very pedestrian. It seemed I'd found my hellcat in the most unlikely place, the sweet quiet golden girl I'd known forever.

I stood, sliding my hands up her torso over the soft cotton of her blouse to her lovely breasts. I would have liked to see them, but I was getting too impatient as I caught her lips and kissed her - sharing her taste on my tongue. She reached inside my opened shirt to embrace me, wrapping her legs around my hips as I pushed into her slowly, like I knew she liked.

"Gohan... that feels so good..." She breathed, digging her nails into my back lightly. I pulled her closer, my hands under her bottom.

"If you like that, then this is going to feel even better." I promised her, in a seductive purr, as I held her steady and began thrusting into her hard and fast. One thing I'd definitely learned during our weekend in Ginger Town was that Marron liked it the same way I did, hot and intense. She buried her face in my neck, her little teeth nipping gently at my skin - she knew to leave no marks - as she moaned deeply. She felt exquisite, lush and erotic as her sex sealed tightly around me, throbbing. I could feel it as my eyes unfocused and I let myself go on instinct, on sensation alone as I worked her hips hard against mine - my hands gripping her tight. Her movements were restless, almost frantic as she fisted her hands in my opened shirt, a low keening coming from the back of her throat as she tried to keep quiet. Of course I didn't help at all as I put my lips against her ear and started whispering all the delicious things I'd like to do to her given enough time, toys, and privacy. And trust me... there were plenty of them.

"Gohan... Don't stop." She rasped through her gritted teeth, her hands twisting in my shirt, as I rammed into her harder. I wasn't planning on stopping, didn't want to stop... ever. I felt I could do this with her forever, right here on my desk. I kissed her hard, licking the insides of her mouth possessively. I couldn't get close enough to her, deep enough into her as I held her tight against me. I could feel her getting close, her hot passage tightening around me as she trembled.

"That's it... come for me." I growled at her, the thrilling rush of climax building in my groin as well. She dropped her head back as her whole body tensed around and against me, her mouth open. I covered her mouth with my own as the loud cry of release tore itself from her throat, muffled thankfully by our kiss. Her body jerking slightly against me sent me over the edge, and with one last deep thrust the dam burst and I spilled into her hotly, holding her hips still to take it, groaning into her mouth as she'd cried into mine. She convulsed again as her climax prolonged, her legs tightening around my hips like a vise.

I kissed her over and over, showing her all the affection I'd been too impatient to bestow upon her earlier as we clung to each other panting. I fell back into my chair, pulling her with me - our bodies still connected.

"What are we going to do Professor? We have a problem..." She whispered at me. Holding my face in her hands as she kissed me. Yes, we did have a problem... one neither of us expected. I looked into her crystal blue eyes and nodded, leaning forward to kiss her.

"It's getting better every time." I confirmed in a low voice. The irony was not lost on me. Since when should phenomenal sex be a problem? When you were having it with someone other than your wife... that's when. I pulled Marron against me in a hug - our intimate time was growing short, but I wanted to prolong it for as long as I could.

"I can help you study anytime Marron. I'll be happy to do you whenever you want." I told her with a grin. A slow smile crossed her face at my double entendre and she punched me lightly in the bicep, before disengaging herself from my lap and getting up. Letting me straighten my clothing.

"Somehow I think if I study anatomy with you too much Gohan, I'll fail." She said smiling at me as she put her panties back on, before smoothing her skirt back down over her hips and thighs. "But when I need help with the muscles of the pelvic floor... I'll be back." She said in a husky purr, and leaning over gave me a kiss that made my hair stand on end - even more so than it already does. I watched her in mute shock as she crossed to my door, and unlocked it. She tossed me a secret look over her shoulder that promised illicit delights and forbidden pleasures and caused my heart to skip a beat before she blew me a little kiss.

"Thanks for help Professor... see you later." She said with a little wink and was gone from my sight. It took a hell of a lot longer before she was gone from my mind however.

I don't really remember exactly how much time actually passed from that first time in my office, or how many more 'study sessions' my favorite pupil and I had over that semester. Too many times to count she would show up late to my office. Always with the soft greeting of 'Professor' that made my blood run hot just hearing her husky voice. Many times that spring we enjoyed each other on my desk, on my floor, on my couch…

It was on one such afternoon as I tried to make up the work I'd neglected in order to study my beautiful girlfriend's magnificent body that she was suddenly once again back in my office. She just passed right over me and reached for something on the other side of my desk.

"What's going on?" All I received for an answer from her was a small smile as she lifted up a small black bag.

"I guess I forgot my purse from our earlier study session. You don't mind that I came in unannounced, do you?" I shook my head numbly. Mention of that 'study session' brought my thoughts back to earlier that day and my body responded to the erotic vision of Marron bent over my desk, of pushing her skirt up… She must have sensed my growing lust for her again as she looked squarely at me and offered me a small smile.

"You want to go for round two or something?" She asked me, eyebrows rising subtly. Oh yeah... I was more than ready for round two, and three, and four...

"Yes." I said immediately, and then wanted to smack my forehead. Way to be smooth, Gohan. Don't sound too eager. She smiled wider at me and leaned down to kiss me. My eyes widened, since my office door was wide open - anyone could walk by and see us - even though the halls were quiet right now in the staff wing. "Marron... not here." I pleaded pulling back a bit. I wanted her definitely, but I didn't want us to get caught, we'd risked it too many times by carrying on our liaison's here. And while I knew a decision on my part was inevitable, I just wasn't ready to make it today.

"Where do you want to go then?" She asked me quietly. I racked my brain... where could we go? There was no way I would risk taking her home, even if I knew Videl and Pan were out. We could go to a motel... As I was trying to think she tugged on my tie.

"I know. Come with me... we can go to my place." She said. I hesitated.

"But what about-?" I started. She half smiled, touching her tongue to her upper teeth briefly.

"Paresu is out of town on a photo shoot which means Goten won't be around." She told me and leaned over, putting one finger under my chin as my vision was filled with her gorgeous face. I swallowed hard at the seductive look she gave me. "We'll have the whole place to ourselves and can be as loud as we want." She whispered, and the inevitable passion came up between my legs, hot and immediate. She was like a drug for me.

"We shouldn't leave here together." I suggested, even as I wanted to forget going anywhere, forget my open office door, and pull her to the floor with me and ravage her. I had work to do this afternoon, I had plans with my wife this evening, but not one whit of it mattered to me as I looked into her beautiful eyes and inhaled the sweet fragrance of her perfume... and underneath the low toned scent of our earlier passion. Her whole apartment to ourselves... Dende-sama help me. There was no way to say no. The thought barely even occurred to me. "I-I have some things to finish up here first... give me an hour?" I asked, swallowing hard again as I watched her run her tongue over her lower lip thoughtfully. She tipped her head at me with a slow smile, running the finger under my chin down my chest to the waistband of my trousers, touching the tip of my arousal lightly through the wool and making me hiss in my breath.

"Don't take too long Professor..." She purred at me, and turning away scribbled her address on a scrap of paper. I was starting to feel a little more in control of myself when not directly caught in her cat like gaze, the gaze that seemed to suck the willpower right out of me and turn me into her willing sex slave. Oh Gohan... don't even think about that too long or you won't make it an hour... "-Unlocked," She said, handing me the slip of paper. I realized I hadn't heard what she'd said; I'd been staring at her body. I looked up at her and she smiled brilliantly, bathing me in her light. I was her slave, and I blushed at being caught not paying attention and openly lusting after her.

"Sorry." I mumbled, both as an apology as well as a question.

"It's all right Gohan, I like it when you look at me like that." She smiled, and turned toward the door. "I said I'd leave the front door unlocked for you... unless you want to sneak in my bedroom window?" She teased, and tossing a quick wave over her shoulder was gone again. How well she knew me to know I was thinking of that - rather than risk someone seeing me go into her apartment. Like me sneaking in her window would be any less conspicuous. But it's hard to think clearly when all the blood has left your brain. I finished my work as fast as I could, trying to rearrange my schedule in order to have as much time with Marron as possible.

Finally I called my wife, lying and telling her I had a last minute meeting with an important colleague and would be home late. I felt like an ass for doing it too... a guilty ass.

"It's all right Gohan. Your work is more important. I don't mind a bit. Panny-chan is staying over at the Briefs' tonight anyway. Maybe I'll go out myself... go see Dad." Videl told me.

"I know we'd made plans to spend the evening alone. If it's really important to you I can reschedule this meeting and come home." I said, knowing Marron would be plenty angry with me. But this was my wife, and despite how I felt about Marron - how much I cared for, and desired her - I still had to put my family first.

"I said it was all right Gohan, I'll manage without you. You just finish up your work, okay?" Videl said tersely.

I nodded my head silently on the other line. I really didn't know how to respond to that last comment. It kind of hurt to hear things like that from her, but then again, I couldn't say too much myself after all.

"Gohan, still there?"

"Yeah, I was just looking over some memos and it seems my colleague rescheduled the meeting for later after all. Do you still want to go out like we originally planned?" I hadn't meant to say that at all, I really meant the opposite, but it was too late to take back my words. I just hoped Marron would understand.

There was a bit of hesitation on the other end from Videl. I worked my jaw waiting for her answer; this was not what I expected at all. Could Videl? I dropped that train of thought immediately. Now was not the time to get suspicious of Videl cheating when I was - I mean, I could be just as guilty as she. She said yeah, and I felt an odd sense of relief.

"Alright then, I'll be home at my usual unless something else comes up."

"Yeah sure... whatever. See you then." She said offhandedly before hanging up the phone. I stood there looking at the dead receiver in my hand wondering what was up with Videl. Why did I feel like I might regret this decision later? I decided to think about that later, I didn't need any more thoughts like that bugging me.

"Gohan?"

I jumped slightly in my seat when her voice rang into my ears. Damn. How in the world was I going to explain this to her without her blowing up at me? I swiveled around slowly looking I guess quite pitiful to her at the moment. "Umm... hey Marron. Why are you back so soon?"

"So soon? It's been over an hour and a half..." She said flatly. She just stood there in the doorway for quite some time just staring at me. I couldn't really tell what was going through her head at the moment so I did the only thing I could and stared right back. She finally gave up her staring game with me and walked inside my office closing the door behind her sharply.

"Is anything the matter?" I instantly regretted my choice of words as she cocked her head to the side and gave me that blank stare again.

"Why would you say that?" She asked.

"You've never looked at me that way before."

"True, but you've never lied to me before."

I was quiet. I really couldn't say anything to that. But I figured I should say something - anything would be good. "Marron..." I began lamely.

"Don't you 'Marron' me! If you had to go home to your wife why didn't you just say so?" She barked at me angrily. "Or is it that you would have loved to have me waiting up for you all night long? What do you think I am, something that can be rearranged? I thought we were more than that Gohan... I guess I was wrong."

"What do you want me to do, just forget that I even have a wife? Life would be so much easier..." I blurted out before I could stop myself. Oh damn, of all the things I could have said, I chose the stupidest one.

"Life would be so much easier if WHAT Gohan? Tell me, I want to know." I could feel her eyes on me and I couldn't bring myself to even look at her. "You're not going to answer me, are you?"

I kept my head hung low and looked the other way. What did she think I could say to make up for that stupid choice of words? What could I possibly say to make up for that?

Her lips pursed together and she looked the other way before responding in dangerously low voice to me. "You really are pathetic Gohan. I don't even know why I bothered with you in the first place when I knew this was a lost cause. You're right; life would be so much easier if we weren't together. That IS what you wanted to say, isn't it? Well then let me make the decision for you since you can't." She gave one last glare at me before turning around and heading for the door. "Good-bye Gohan, I hope life is easier for you now."

"Marron, wait!"

She turned around to look at me more than a bit pissed off at the moment. I hadn't meant what I said to come out as it did. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair once again. I didn't want to stop seeing her. I didn't think I could if I wanted to anyhow. She was more than an obsession, now she was more of a need. I think I need her like I need water to survive. But the way she looked at me made me turn away from her again. I know she was hurt deeply after that previous comment.

"I apologize. I didn't mean for that to come out as it did." I told her, but anger and hurt still twisted her features as she looked at me icily.

"Sugarcoating it wouldn't have made much of a difference Gohan! You said you couldn't see me again in so many words! What do you think I am, a good screw whenever you feel like it? Is that all I am to you?" Her face flushed with anger and her eyes went a few shades darker.

This was not the way I had imagined things. She stood there leveling a cold stare at me. I stared right back in a vain attempt for her to understand me.

"I didn't mean it like that. Marron, Sweetheart, you are more to me than a good screw. I care for you more than I ever thought possible, more than I should considering I'm married. You are like a need to me, both emotionally and physically. I don't have to hide things from you and I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not. What do I have to do to make you understand that? I really don't know what I was saying earlier, I was just rambling off and I'm sorry." I pleaded with her. She was silent for a long moment as she stared me down.

"If you need me so much, why are you trying to dump me then?" She asked quietly.

I had the answer on the tip of my tongue. I know I was about to tell her right then and there, but my mind kept wandering back to Videl, to my wife. I really couldn't decide between the two of them, at least not now. I needed enough time to get my thoughts reorganized, just a little more time. But I hesitated a bit too long. "Marron, I..."

She gave a short bark of bitter laughter before she crushed me. "I don't want to hear it! Gohan go back to your wife, it's obvious who is more important to you. I was stupid to fuck a married man - stupid to get involved with you. I'm leaving!"She spat and spun on her heel.

I don't know what came over me, but from the way things were going, it was probably a product of frustration, of desperation. Before she had a chance to walk away from me, I stood and pulled her up against me. She was not going to leave me, at least not without me trying to explain things to her.

"Gohan let go!" She hissed.

"Not without you listening to me first." I told her, trying to hold her still as she twisted against me, trying to get free.

"You're hurting me damnit! Let go NOW!" She barked angrily at me.

I snapped out of my reverie and loosened my death grip on her. I stared at my hands in a bit of a shock as if I were putting the blame on them for my past action. I had physically harmed Marron. I looked at the woman standing in front of me with a disguised hurt expression covering her face as she rubbed her upper arms where I'd grabbed her, I could see the red marks of my hands marring her pale skin. "Marron," I reached out for her as I wanted her to feel the sorrow that tormented me then, but she pulled away from me. "I apologize, I wasn't thinking..." I managed to choke out.

She continued to take slow steps backwards towards the door to escape me. I watched unable to really do anything, after all this is what I wanted, wasn't it? She gave me a ghost of a smile; her eyes shining with unshed tears. "It seems you never think for someone so smart do you? Good-bye Professor." She whispered in a trembling voice.

And just like that she was gone.

Why did I say those words? Out of all the dumb choices in life I could have made, I chose this time to make the worst mistake ever. I didn't mean to hurt her, I really didn't. Why couldn't she see that I stopped it now before it got too out of hand? Or was I too far gone already?

I just remembered that look of utter horror on her face when those words slipped out of my mouth. I hope she realizes that I didn't use her for sex and nothing more. I care for her more than she knows, and definitely more than I should. All those times I stayed after work late, just to talk to her, to be with her, to hold her in my arms. I lied to so many people, just so I could steal some brief moments with her. I even tossed my marriage vows out of the window for her, just so I could pretend, at least for a while, that she was the only one I ever needed. And the scary part of it was, that it turned out to be true... she is the only one I need.

I briefly scanned through the windows to see if I could see her - maybe I could try again to explain. There were different people walking in and out of my field of vision, but none of them resembled my angel. A tired sigh escaped my lips and I dropped my head into my hands. I just knew that I must be a sore sight to see, but who wouldn't be if they just lost the best thing that has ever happened to them.

I couldn't hang around too long at the office; there were too many memories of her. The skeleton, the desk, the couch, her chair... I shook my head, now was not the time to reminisce. She had given me what I wanted. I told her I wanted Videl, didn't I? I sighed, there was no need to think about it now. What's done is done and there was no changing it now no matter how much I wished I could. So I left early, I needed to go home to see what I had rejected heaven for. I needed to see for myself that I had made the right decision.

I opened up the house door slowly. Something felt oddly out of place, but I couldn't seem to place my finger on it. I shrugged it off as nothing and headed for my bedroom. Maybe I could get in a quick nap before I took Videl out that night.

I opened the door silently and loosened my tie, my hand stopping just before flipping the light switch on. The sight before me was almost enough to give me a stroke. No matter how much I willed myself to be calm and relax, my body just wouldn't listen. I could feel the blood in my veins starting to boil with rage. My eyes could see in the dark room two figures on the bed before me, the unmistakable form of my wife on top as she moved with the strange man in a dance of passion. Her head was thrown back as she moaned. I couldn't see the face of the man - not that he had a long lifespan whoever he was - as I was feeling myself get angrier and angrier.

"Ahhh... Goten!" My wife cried out loudly as she climaxed, and I felt something in me snap. Something fundamental that had held me together all these years just... broke. With an inarticulate roar of rage I snapped the light on, breaking the switch off as I did it. My wife gave a shriek of surprise as she disengaged herself from my brother. I could barely look at her. All I could see was my brother as he faced me startled.

"Gohan!" Videl started, wrapping the sheet around herself as she slipped off the bed and approached me. She didn't want ME to see her naked. I was her husband... a fact she'd seemed to forget. I turned my gaze on her briefly, and all I could think about was Marron... I'd just given up an angel, someone who made me feel needed and loved, the best thing that had ever happened to me for this. Something in my gaze must have told Videl that because she flinched back at my glare. I forced Marron from my thoughts - thinking about her in the face of this betrayal hurt too much, like touching acid in my mind and I turned my ire back to those that deserved it. Namely my brother.

He'd slipped on a pair of pants while I had been looking at Videl, but he still faced me calmly. Dark eyes so like mine regarding me warily. I could feel my rage intensify.

"Why?" I ground out. "How could you?" I didn't really expect an answer, and I tried to keep hold of my rage... but I could feel it slipping. Starting to get away from me and I let my power go a little bit. It pushed Videl back away from me and she fell to the floor holding an arm over her face as debris - I found out later I'd redecorated our bedroom nicely with that little stunt - flew around briefly before I got hold of it again. Goten didn't flinch or move as the chunks of plaster and fabric bounced off of him. He cast a glance at my wife out of the corner of his eye before facing me again.

"We were going to tell you Niichan..." Goten told me quietly.

I ground my teeth. "How long?" I bit out.

"Nearly six months." Goten told me. My mind screamed... longer than I'd been with Marron. This betrayal had been going on all this time. And from the one person I loved more than any other... my baby brother. Goten how could you? "I love Videl, Oniichan." He finished softly, and the tear in me rent deeper. My vision went red as I launched myself across the room toward my brother and I knew no more thought... I knew only the fury.

And the pain.

I walked for hours after I left the house. My brain was just numb…my brother and my wife. I didn't think anything could hurt as much as this, until I remembered the look on Marron's face when I told her I couldn't see her anymore. What had I done? I'd thrown away the best thing that ever happened to me - and for what? I'd thought I was doing the right thing by choosing my wife over my girlfriend. That I had been wrong to have an affair and break my marriage vows, and I still was wrong. I couldn't even be that angry with Videl for having an affair, after all that would be hypocritical of me, but I could be plenty angry about her choice of lover…

My own brother. I still wasn't sure which was the bigger hurt, the bigger betrayal…Goten, or Videl. I looked down at my fisted hands and watched as they glowed with ki. I felt like I wanted to burst into Super Saiyajin and blast everything around me to a heap of smoking ruins, to try and blast the hurt inside me along with it. And then it was gone and the glow faded. I looked at my right hand, the hand I'd punched Goten with over and over. It was covered with dried blood, my brother's blood. I could still hear Videl screaming at me to stop, Goten looking at me through his swollen and bleeding face, telling me that beating him wouldn't change how he felt…that he was in love with my wife. I suppose if it weren't for Marron I would have killed him. And that's something a person just never wants to think about.

The streets were silent and dark as I wandered them, most people safe and snug in their beds. I vaguely wondered what Videl and my brother were doing now. When my wife had pulled me off of Goten he'd been in pretty bad shape, I hadn't stuck around for the ambulance. I didn't want to answer questions. I didn't want to go to the hospital with them and have to tell my mother and father why I'd beaten my brother within an inch of his life. I fisted my hands in my hair and bared my teeth. I was still dangerously close to releasing my power, which could have devastating results if I succumbed to the rage inside me. My mind was becoming a vicious whirl, I thought of Videl until the hurt became too much then it would light on Goten, before moving on to Marron. And there my heart stayed with a hollow ache. My golden angel…

She'd crept into my heart on cat like feet. I don't know when exactly she had become everything to me, and now I'd lost her. Pushed her away through my own stupidity. She was the one good thing in my life. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even realize I was gravitating toward her until I found myself outside her apartment door. It was late…almost two in the morning, and the last time I had seen her we had fought. I'd hurt her, without intending to, both emotionally - and physically when I'd grabbed her. If I knocked on her door in the middle of the night what would happen? Would she slam the door in my face? Or welcome me with open arms? Either way I needed to see her. Seeing her would soothe the fury in me, only she could ease my pain.

I had been knocking on her door steadily for five minutes - Marron was a heavy sleeper - before she opened it. Looking bleary eyed and delectable in her tank top and flannel pajama bottoms.

"Gohan? What are you doing here?" She asked me sleepily, rubbing her eyes. Her hair was messy and all over the place, and I noticed her pajama bottoms were pale blue with clouds. She had never looked more beautiful to me than at that moment, and it made my heart ache again. I opened my mouth, but I had no idea what to say. I wanted to tell her what had happened at home, and that I was sorry - so deeply sorry - for what had happened between us earlier. I wanted to tell her I loved her…

"I had nowhere else to go." I heard myself say. My voice was a hoarse whisper.

"Gohan?" She questioned in an equally quiet voice. I saw her reach to turn on her porch light. I knew I must be a sorry sight, my white work shirt splattered with Goten's blood and damp from the night fog. I had no idea what had become of my glasses or jacket either. The light snapped on and I squinted against the harshness of the bare 80-watt bulb above her door. I heard her gasp sharply as she looked at me.

"My God Gohan…what happened?" She cried, and opened the screen door that separated us. "Come in here! You're hurt!"She ordered, moving out of the way to let me in. Woodenly, I entered her apartment. I glanced around the small comfortable living room. This was where we could have spent all afternoon in each other's arms, but I had to be noble and responsible…if only I'd spent the day here with her instead. If only… She closed and locked the door behind her before turning to me. "Where are you bleeding?" She asked briskly.

"Its not mine." I told her in a choked voice. She was looking me over worriedly for injuries in the weak light from a nearby table lamp. She looked up at me, concern furrowing her brow. I didn't know whether it was because of my tone of voice or because I was covered in dried blood. Before she could ask me anything else I sank to my knees before her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing my face against her. She smelled like sleep and sweet things. My face felt tight as I gripped her, tears gathering in the corners of my eyes. She made no move to embrace me back, just stood there silently as I held her. And I knew it was because she was still hurting from my earlier rejection.

"Please Marron…I need you." I whispered against her. I'd lost my family today for all intents and purposes - I couldn't lose her too. At long last I felt her arms go around my head, holding me against her middle, and although I tried to hold them in, my sobs of pain and rage shook me as I cried against her. I don't know how she managed to stand so still and steady, I was twice her size and weight, yet she let me lean against her heavily as though I were a child as I poured out my grief against her. Her hands stroking my hair, her soft voice soothing me with murmurs and shushes.

I didn't know what came over me, but after my sobs had subsided I turned my head and kissed her stomach. Pushing her tank top up to feel and taste her sweet skin, to lose myself in her. Her hands were on my shoulders as I pushed the top up to expose her beautiful breasts.

"Gohan no." She said to me, but I wasn't hearing her. Wasn't realizing her hands on my shoulders were trying to push me away. I took her nipple in my mouth and suckled it greedily, nipping it lightly between my teeth as it stiffened in my mouth. My hands sliding around to her backside as I pulled her against me. I moved to her other breast; I just wanted wrap myself up in her and forget.

"Gohan, STOP!" She said sharply, finally breaking through my haze. I looked up at her and she was crying as she broke from my embrace and backed off a few steps, pulling her shirt back down.

"I love you Marron…I need you." I told her. Which just made her cry harder.

"No…not like this." She cried softly. "Not after…" She trailed off. I knew I'd hurt her, but couldn't she see that I was in pain too? She turned her face away from me, the back of her hand over her mouth. "I can't with you like that…covered in blood."

I looked down at myself, at my bloody shirt and fist and it hit me all over again. Goten…my baby brother. I'd been more of a father to him than our own, that he would do this to me. I felt like I was drowning inside and Marron was the only one who could save me. I raised my eyes to hers and she was watching me as I slumped from my knees to sit on my heels on her floor. She was like an untouchable goddess, as she stood there. Sleep tousled and remote in her pajamas.

"I-I…" I started, trying to tell her what happened, but I couldn't yet. I swallowed the lump in my throat that felt the size of a fist. "I-I need you right now Marron. You're the only thing I have left that means anything to me." I told her. I've never begged for anything in my life, but I would beg for her if I had to. "Please Marron, if you ever cared for me at all, please don't push me away. Not now." I pleaded with her and felt fresh tears on my cheeks. What would become of my life now? Without my wife, without my brother…? I couldn't even get my mind around how this would affect my daughter at the moment. I felt buried ten feet underground. I lowered my eyes to the floor in defeat, I felt defeated in a way I never had on the battlefield, and I couldn't look into Marron's eyes as she watched me unmoving. Just when I felt certain that she wasn't going to relent, that she would throw me out of her life like I had tried to do to her earlier, I heard her move.

"Come with me." She said softly, and when I raised my eyes to hers she stood before me offering me her hand. I took it and she helped me up. I took her in my arms before she could move away, burying my face in her hair. She stood quietly a moment before she tried to disengage herself from my embrace.

"No…just let me hold you." I whispered. She still wriggled out of my grasp and took me by the hands as I was reaching out for her again.

"Shhhh Gohan…I will." She soothed, and led me like a child to her bathroom. She kept the lights off, the little nightlight by the vanity providing more than enough light. She seemed to know without saying that my eyes were overly sensitive to the light at the moment. Without a word she leaned over the tub and started to fill it with hot water before turning back to me. She undressed me as if I were a helpless child, setting my bloodied clothes aside. She kept her eyes lowered and I couldn't read her expression in the half-light. When the tub was full she guided me into it, and the hot water went to work on my tense and tired body.

I thought about pulling her into the tub with me, I needed the contact with her. But she picked up the soap and a brush and went to work washing the dried blood from me, her mouth in a tight line. She washed me all over, my hair included, and her face was sad when she washed the flecks of blood from my face. I know she wanted to ask me whose blood she was tenderly washing from my body, I could tell by the look on her face.

"Goten's." I said quietly, and her head snapped up to look at me. I gazed back at her, willing her to understand without my having to say anything else, and she did. Comprehension dawning in her eyes and she laid her palm against my cheek.

"Oh Gohan, I'm so sorry." She murmured, and leaned her forehead against mine. "I'm so, so sorry…"

"I should have come here today, I should have been with you instead." I said bitterly. "I was wrong Marron…I lov-- " She put her fingers against my lips silencing me, and then hugged me awkwardly from where she knelt beside the tub. I pressed my face into the juncture of her neck and shoulder, my body wetting her tank top as she held me. "Can you forgive me Marron?" I whispered into her neck and she squeezed me lightly in response and kissed my forehead.

"One thing at a time Gohan." She said, pulling away from me. My eyes caught hers and held them, until she looked away, turning to get a towel for me. She stood and held it out and open waiting to wrap it around me when I stood up. "I don't think I have anything big enough for you to wear Gohan…Paresu might but it's probably Goten's." She said quietly after I'd left the tub. She was drying me briskly, again more like a child than a lover.

"No." I told her firmly. Maybe I was being stubborn, but I wouldn't wear his clothes. She nodded in understanding.

"Let me go put these in the wash, then I'll make up the sofa bed for you." She said, gathering up my soiled clothing and slipping away. I didn't want the sofa bed; I wanted to find peaceful oblivion in her arms. I wrapped the towel around my hips and went to find her. She was digging some sheets and blankets out of the linen closet when I stopped her, turning her and taking her in my arms again. She was so warm and soft as her body molded to mine.

"I don't want to sleep on the sofa bed unless you sleep there with me. I need to have you in my arms Marron. I need to touch you." I told her, my body responding to her, pressing against her belly. She looked up at me and I could sense she wanted to escape my embrace again. I cupped the back of her head, lowering my face to hers and I kissed her deeply, pushing her back against the wall gently. She brought her hands up to my chest like she would push me away from her, and I slid my hands up to her breasts in response, brushing my thumbs over her nipples lightly through the cloth of her tank top. She gave a strangled little whimper as I felt her nipples tighten under my thumbs.

"Don't push me away Marron, let me love you." I said, my lips against hers. Her hands that had been trying to push me away curled into fists against my chest and she squeezed her eyes shut, two tears leaking from the corners. But she let me pull her tank top off, exposing her upper body to my hungry eyes. "My angel…" I whispered to her.

"I shouldn't do this, it doesn't change anything." She whimpered quietly. Gently I took her hand from my chest and brought it to my erection and held it there, the terry cloth of the towel the only thing separating us. I kissed her neck and the shiver that ran over her body was transferred into mine as I felt my erection jump against her hand.

"Do you feel how much I need you? I need to be inside you…like I need air to breathe. You're everything to me." I told her, my hands on her breasts and my lips against her cheek, tasting the salty tears that slid down her face. "I love you so much Marron." I whispered to her.

"Don't say that…please don't." She sobbed, even as her hand had reached inside the towel to grip me gently. I groaned at the feel of her soft hand wrapped around me, the pleasure of being with her deadening the pain in my soul.

"I love you." I told her again, and I'd keep telling her until she believed me - I should have told her so this afternoon - rather than thinking I knew what was best for us both. It was painfully obvious to me now that I didn't, all I'd cost us was unnecessary pain…and I'd never meant to hurt her. "I need you Marron." I moved down her body, even though it meant her hand losing contact with me, as I tasted her breasts, the salty-sweet tang of her skin. Rolling her stiff little nipples between my lips and tongue as I moved from one breast to the other, taking my time. I hooked my fingers in her flannel pajama pants pulling them down her hips as I knelt before her. Her hands flew to my wrists as if to stop me, but I leaned forward, my tongue circling her navel before probing it. She was bare beneath the pajamas and I kissed her belly as I pulled them completely down and she stepped out of them for me to toss aside.

"Gohan." She whined quietly. I didn't know if it was a protest or a plea, but I wasn't of a mind to give either any heed. She was my salvation, my redemption. Only she could bring me out of the darkness and into the light again. And that would only happen if she'd give me another chance…she had to give me another chance. I slid my hands over her body, from her breasts to her hips to her thighs. Slipping my hands up her inner thighs, causing them to part. I stared at her body, so beautiful I wanted to worship it: with my hands, with my mouth, with my own body. I moved between her legs, propping her against the wall with her legs spread over my shoulders supporting her weight. I looked at her shy little lips and the secret part of her they hid, and I leaned closer to inhale the lush perfume of her. The taste of her I'd had earlier that day only whetting my appetite for her, it had only been twelve plus hours since I'd made love to her last, but with all that happened it felt like years. She gave a sharp little gasp when I reached in and spread her wide with my fingers, exposing her wet little sex to me.

"Like water…like air." I murmured, and leaned in to fasten my mouth on her. Darting my tongue in to caress and explore her. Reveling as always in the heat of her, the taste of her. I felt her hands clutch my head and fist in my hair as I lapped at her. Her rising voice was music to my ears as I caught the sensitive little nub that was the core of her pleasure between my teeth gently and sucked on it mercilessly until she twisted her hips and cried out loudly. I looked up at her as I fully supported her on my shoulders; she had her head thrown back against the wall as she gasped for breath, her perfect breasts heaving. I could tell her face was flushed, even in the dim light, and I continued to caress her, with my fingers, with my tongue as I waited for her to recover and look down at me. She gave a low moan as I slipped two fingers inside of her, stroking her slippery skin. Her eyes finally met mine and I held them.

"I love you…I need you in my life." I told her again, and she closed her eyes for a long moment before a deep tremor ran through her body. She reached her hand down and cupped my chin as she opened her eyes, drawing me upwards to stand.

"I-I love you too." She whispered inaudibly, and I would have missed it if I hadn't been looking at her luscious mouth. I took her face in my hands as I kissed her, holding her against the wall with my body. She loved me… She had never said so before, not even when she told me she wanted more from me, she had never said it was because she loved me. But now she had, and I felt I'd been given my second chance in life…with her. Marron was my future - she always had been - I just hadn't known it. I crushed her against me as I kissed her hungrily, savoring the sweetness of her mouth, the feel of her breasts pressed against my chest. I felt I could get through what had happened with my wife and brother, could get through anything as long as I had her. I needed to hear her say it again.

"Say you love me again." I demanded, cradling her beautiful face in my palms. She looked up at me through her lashes and wound her arms around my waist.

"I love you Son Gohan." She admitted. I scooped her up in my arms. I'd had enough lounging in her hallway, I wanted to lay her down on her soft bed and fill her with my body. I needed to be one with her. I didn't know where her bedroom was, but it was only a two-bedroom apartment - she and Paresu - so I figured I had a fifty-fifty chance of getting it right. I went in the room at the end of the hall with the open door. Following my nose as it were. The room smelled of Marron, her perfume, her scent. Her bedside light was still on, her sheets in disarray from when I'd woken her up. Her room was spartan and bare, no decoration at all. Only her bed, dresser, and nightstand…not the way I imagined her room to be at all. I didn't give it more than a moment's thought however as I put her down on her queen sized bed.

I was reminded of our first time together in Ginger Town as I looked down on her, the same lust was pulsing through my body. I was so ready for her, but this time I was determined to go slow, to take my time with her. All of our encounters before had been nothing but stolen moments; this was our time now, the beginning of our new life together. I climbed on the bed next to her, kneeling beside her. She looked up at me questioningly a moment then rose to her knees as well, facing me. The warm light of the bedside lamp illuminating the curves of her body beautifully, I wanted to sketch her - to have some record of this moment and I memorized her in my mind as I gazed at her…the curve of her breast, the swell of her hip, the definition of muscle in her thigh…perfect. I lifted my eyes to her face and saw she was looking me over with the same intensity as I was gazing at her with.

"You want me?" I asked her in a low voice, her answer was a slow smile as her eyes slid over my torso until she was looking at the towel still wrapped around my hips. My body throbbed at her openly lustful gaze and I brought my hands to the towel, pulling it off and dropping it on the floor behind me. Marron hissed her breath in between her teeth as she looked at my naked and aroused body; and it pleased me that despite the fourteen year difference in our ages she found me desirable. "Touch me, Marron." I said softly, sitting back on my heels with my legs slightly spread.

She moved closer to me until she too sat on her heels between my parted legs, her knees almost brushing my scrotum. She put her hands on my legs just above the knee and slid them slowly up over my thighs making me groan. I concentrated on watching her, lest I embarrass myself by coming too soon. Her lips were parted and her eyes darkened as she ran her hands over my body slowly, familiarizing herself with every inch of me as she explored and caressed me with her soft hands, tracing the definition of my muscles.

"Lie down." She whispered, and I complied. Holding my arms out for her to join me, to let me hold her supple body close to mine. She shook her head and leaned over to kiss me, her tousled hair spilling over one shoulder and brushing against my skin like silk. She moved over my body so she was on her hands and knees above me, kissing me slowly, her tongue brushing lightly over my lips until I parted them, touching the tip of my tongue to hers and coaxing it into my mouth. Her lips moved from mine to my neck where she nipped me playfully, but harder than she ever had before, this one would definitely leave a mark.

"Marking me?" I teased, raising an eyebrow. A mischievous smirk graced the corners of her mouth before she bent her head, tracing my collarbones with her lips.

"Maybe." She purred. I reached my hand out and caressed the side of her face as she mapped the plane of my chest with her lips and tongue.

"You don't have to mark me to claim me Marron. I know now who I belong with…and to." I told her softly. She raised her eyes to me from where she was exploring the muscles of my abdomen, and held my gaze a long moment.

"Maybe I just don't want you to forget this..." She murmured, her lips still trailing down my body toward my straining arousal. "…Or me."

Before I could ask her what she meant, she ran her tongue up the length of my erection, making my breath catch and my brain shut off. I watched her as she ran her tongue over the tip of my glans and kissed it, making me shudder. Marron had only ever done this for me a few times before. And my wife…I couldn't even remember the last time, nor did I want to think of her at all at that moment…only Marron. I closed my eyes and groaned deeply as she took me fully into her mouth, experimenting with her lips, grazing me with her teeth lightly before suckling gently. Having my eyes closed made it too intense, there was only the sweetness of her mouth and hands on me. I opened my eyes and watched her instead, which was almost worse. The sight of her lithe body bent over me, her breasts brushing my thighs, made my body throb painfully. My hands went to her head, my fingers sliding into the golden mass of her hair as she worked her mouth delicately on me. Bringing me dangerously close to climax, then backing off until the moment passed before resuming her torturous manipulations.

"Marron…" I growled at her, after she had teased me close to release for the third time. She raised her head and smirked at me again, rubbing her body over mine as she slid up to kiss me, nibbling my chin.

"Yes Gohan?" She said, her throaty voice sensual and amused at the same time. Her breasts were pressed against me, but she kept her lower body raised, far above mine…teasing me. "Did you need more?" She asked innocently, sliding back down my body again. I growled again, low in my throat.

She gave a low chuckle and shifted, straddling and impaling herself on me. Nothing felt better than being buried in her tight, wet, heat. I watched her as she moved on me, her hips working gorgeously against mine, her breasts rising and falling with her movements. Her face was transported with pleasure as she gazed down on me through glittering half-lidded eyes. Her low husky voice rising as she panted and moaned, her head thrown back. She was exquisite, everything about her…there was no other way to describe the way she felt, or the way she made me feel. I caught her breasts in my hands, stroking them, pinching her hard little nipples and making her gasp. She dropped her head forward, her hair covering part of her face.

"Gohan…" She whimpered, her eyes meeting mine in an unspoken plea. I grabbed her thighs and raised my hips up to meet her strokes, thrusting into her hard. Her body shuddered then tensed against me as she climaxed with a groan, her back arching back so far her hair brushed my thighs. I sat up, holding her against me as I kissed her neck, her shoulders, and finally her lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"My angel…I want you so much." I whispered to her. She smiled at me, and nibbled my lower lip delicately. She got up off my lap, disengaging herself from me and moved to her hands and knees beside me. She looked back at me over her shoulder and I groaned, her sultry look of desire coupled with the sight of her, her lovely back and buttocks, the deep pink of her sex as she offered herself to me…it was almost too much. I moved behind her, sliding my hands over her torso as I entered her. She arched her back with a sigh and I slid in even farther. I loved this position and I knew she did as well, as she pushed back into me. I grinned and didn't move, reaching underneath her body to caress her breasts. Giving her a little payback for teasing me earlier. She whimpered in frustration, trying to encourage me to begin thrusting into her. I leaned over her back and ran my tongue up her spine, kissing her between the shoulder blades. She looked at me over her shoulder again, her eyes narrowing.

"Did you need more?" I purred, and nipped her shoulder. She shuddered, and my control slipped a bit. My hips thrusting against her hard for a few strokes, before I was able to stop myself. She gave an angry little whine of protest when I did.

"Dammit Gohan!" She growled. I smiled; taking a kind of vindictive pleasure in making her wait for it that I didn't realize was in me. I reached around her and found the sensitive little kernel of her passion and spreading her lips with my fingers, began to pinch it gently with rhythmic pressure. My little game was backfiring on me though because her sharp cries of pleasure were having quite an effect on me. Her back so sharply arched her chest was nearly against the bed as she pressed against me was weakening my resolve. "Please…" She whispered, and I could deny her no longer.

I grabbed her by the hips and began thrusting into her, pulling her back into me roughly. A sudden surge of warmth welcomed me as I moved in her hungrily, Marron pushing back to meet my every stroke. She felt too good, wet and hot, as her urgent cries of pleasure nearly undid me. My head swam as I lost control and drove into her harder, abandoning all tenderness in favor of dominance. My hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise and she cried out sharply, her tight passage constricting me as she climaxed again.

I withdrew from her and flipped her over on her back, moving over her to enter her again. I felt positively feral at this point; in a way I'd never let myself go before. She looked up at me as I propped myself over her a moment. I had my teeth bared as my eyes raked over her possessively, and I expected her to look frightened by me as I slid back into her forcefully. But she didn't, only smiled enigmatically as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She arched her back into me and locked her legs around me too, but I had to be free to thrust into her hard and she let me go, laying back.

"Do it Gohan…let it go." She whispered at me. I was too far gone to think coherently at that point, that I could hurt her if I used my full strength with her. There was only her, the pleasure of her; her lithe body moving against mine eagerly, her hands on my shoulders and back. I flattened one hand beside her head for support, the other sliding under her hips to lift her to me as I took her with more force than necessary. Reveling in my lack of restraint, in losing myself in her beautiful body, losing myself in the raving lust that was consuming me. I felt primal; this was what I was meant for. I wasn't Gohan the Professor, the responsible husband, the loving father. I was another Gohan now, her Gohan. I was dimly aware that I was growling at Marron as I thrust into her wildly, and her rising voice came to me through a haze.

"YES!" She screamed, her nails raking my back as she bit me hard on the shoulder, her body clamping down on me as she came again. The climax hit me then too with the force of a thousand Kamehameha's, my body tensing painfully against hers a moment before it let go - in any outlet it could find and I threw back my head and roared from the intensity. Feeling the pop of release in me as my hair lightened and stiffened, my aura exploding out around me for a moment as I pumped my hips against Marron's, spilling into her, before it faded - letting me go.

Panting and sweat drenched I collapsed on her, burying my face in her neck. Our bodies still entangled, I had enough presence of mind to roll on my side so I wouldn't crush her with my weight. Although after what I had just done to her it seemed a futile gesture. I held her against me as I gulped in air, and I could feel her racing heart - at least I didn't kill her - as I recovered. She gave a little whimper as I slipped from her body so I turned my head kissing her neck, her cheek and finally her sweet lips.

"Are you all right? Did I hurt you?" I murmured, pulling back enough to see her face. I brushed her hair back from her sweaty brow tenderly and she smiled at me and opened her eyes. She was sweat soaked and flushed…she was gorgeous.

"Mmmmm…I'm wonderful. Gohan, you're an animal." She purred huskily. I shivered slightly as she ran her fingers down my spine. I loved Marron's voice; she had the most sensual voice of any woman I'd ever met. I kissed her, she was delightfully irresistible, and grinned sheepishly.

"I kind of lost control of myself there…sorry."

"Don't apologize…I think you should let yourself go more often. That was just incredible." She said rolling onto her back with a sigh. I smiled, pleased that I'd satisfied her as I leaned on my elbow next to her stroking her body with my free hand.

"Who knew I had it in me?" I joked, as I bent my head and nuzzled at her neck. Even sated I couldn't seem to get enough of touching her, of kissing her. She turned her head toward mine as she brought her hand up to stroke my face gently.

"I knew." She said softly. I felt my chest constrict. She knew me inside and out, I didn't have to pretend with her, didn't have to try and be someone I wasn't. And I had tried to throw her away. I gathered her back into my arms, pressing my face into her hair, just holding her - loving her.

"I love you Marron." I whispered. I felt her arms tighten around me a moment in response. I pulled back a bit to kiss her forehead before I let myself get too sentimental. I looked down and noticed that the sheets we were lying on were tattered. "I think I owe you a new pair of sheets, these are shredded." I said chagrined.

"The sheets aren't the only things that got shredded." Marron said looking at her fingertips, which were stained crimson. "I think I worked you over pretty good Gohan." She told me, examining my shoulder and neck with her fingers. I winced as her fingers gently probed the bite on my shoulder, I couldn't see it, but it felt awfully tender. I didn't care. I would wear her marks proudly and I grinned at her devilishly as I pulled her against me again.

"Seems I'm not the only one who let their self go. And I was worried about hurting you…my little hellcat." She giggled, my breath tickling her ear I'm sure.

"I'm tougher than that. It takes a lot to hurt me Gohan." She told me, and I sobered again at her quiet tone. I lay on my back and pulled her against my side. She fitted against me like she belonged there. She did.

"I was an idiot earlier today Marron…and I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you; I thought I was doing the right thing by breaking it off before it was too late. I kept telling myself I didn't need you, and that you weren't the best thing that's ever happened to me. But I was lying to myself. I do need you; you are the best thing in my life. I was so afraid that I'd lost you, and that you wouldn't forgive me. But you have, and we're together…that's all that matters to me. All I want to do is make you happy Marron." I told her. She was quiet as she lay at my side, curled against me with her head on my chest. I tipped her chin up to look at me and her crystal blue eyes were wet with tears.

"Don't cry my love. This is a happy day. It's the beginning of a whole new life, for both of us. There are still some things that will have to be taken care of - but you'll see. Everything will work out for us now." I reassured her. She put her head back down on my chest, her tears wetting my skin as she clung to me. I could understand her tears, I felt pretty emotional myself.

"Will it?" She asked quietly. I kissed the top of her head and held her. Telling her of my plans for our future, the way I saw it. I would divorce my wife - there was no question about it in my mind. I would try and get full custody of Pan and the three of us would be a family. Marron would be a good influence on Panny I was thinking, my daughter having a tendency toward precocious ness. I told Marron that after my divorce was final I wanted to marry her in a field of flowers…fantasizing about what a beautiful bride my golden angel would make. I painted a romantic picture of what our lives would be like together, and I believed it would be so. I truly did…because I loved her.

"Would you like that?" I asked her, squeezing her lightly as I looked down on the top of her head.

"Oh yes Gohan. It's a lovely dream." She said softly.

"I'll make it a reality for us Marron. I love you, you're my heart's desire." She lifted her head to look at me, her eyes searching mine before she kissed me tenderly.

"I'll always love you Gohan." She smiled, caressing my face. I kissed her again, savoring her and the moment. I was feeling lethargic, the stresses of the day as well as the release of our lovemaking were taking its toll on me and we lay quietly in each other's arms. I was still mulling over pleasant fantasies about Marron, living with her, loving her, marrying her…wondering what our children would look like if indeed we ever had any, when her low voice cut through my agreeable musings like a hot knife through butter.

"Gohan…what happened tonight? With Goten…" She asked, and I frowned my lethargy gone. I didn't want to think about that unpleasantness, I'd rather focus on the future, on Marron.

"I really don't want to talk about it. Not right now." I told her. She sat up next to me and gazed down on me with a sad expression.

"You need to Gohan, you need to get it out, and frankly…I need to know. I need to know why you pounded on my door in the middle of the night. Why you came to me." She said gently. My mind was hopping around what happened like water on a hot wok, looking for any distraction. I pushed up beside her and bent my head to nuzzle her neck again. My hands sliding over her.

"You have spectacular breasts, have I ever told you that? Mmmmm…let me re-phrase that, you have a spectacular body." I purred at her and pulled her into my lap so I would have better access to her breasts as I suckled and played with them lazily.

"I don't think that's the reason." She told me sternly. No…it wasn't. But I wasn't ready to talk about it yet so I ignored her. Rubbing her back with just the right amount of pressure to make her arch into me like a cat, and I grinned as I mouthed her breasts and grazed my teeth over her collarbones. She was a little cat…my little hellcat. "Gohan…" She said warningly as I slid my hands down her back to her lovely buttocks and thighs making her spread her legs wide to straddle my folded legs.

"Yes love? Don't you like spreading your legs for me?" I asked her innocently, my fingers making their way down to explore her seeming of their own accord. She gasped as I played with her and I looked up at her face as I stroked her slowly.

"Nnh…you know I do. But I still want to know." Her voice caught as I slipped my fingers in and out of her, ignoring her. I could feel my own body responding to her and I wrapped her legs around my waist as I replaced my fingers with something a little more substantial. She dropped her head back with a groan as I filled her. "Oh! I won't be able to walk for a week…" She muttered.

"Then I'll have to make sure you get lots of bed rest." I told her silkily as I began to rock us back and forth, using my arms under her to move her subtly against me, increasing the delicious friction. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked down at me, frowning.

"Don't think you're off the hook…I want an answer." She said stubbornly.

"I'll tell you in the morning." I relented. Marron took my face in her hands and kissed me, with a sly smirk gracing her lips.

"Its morning now." She told me, which a glance at the window confirmed. The smoky gray light of pre-dawn evident. I met her eyes, as I hesitated. I didn't want to tell her about coming home to find my wife in my brother's arms. Videl's flushed happy face as she cried out my brother's name in the throes of passion in our bed. The bed my daughter had been conceived in. I didn't want to tell her how I felt like I'd been hit in the gut with a freight train. For it had been a long time since I'd seen that look on my wife's face.

I didn't want to spoil this beautiful moment with ugliness. Marron seemed to understand that and she kissed me again, her eyes clouded.

"It's all right Gohan…I understand." She whispered, and I felt relieved. Could she be more perfect for me? Gratefully, I pulled her closer and lost myself to the rhythm of our lovemaking. I took her slowly this time, savoring every moment, every gasp, every caress…until at long last we found our release together. I groaned deeply as I let go inside her, and she sobbed her own climax softly against my throat, the morning sun shining brightly in her window by then. I fell back on the bed, holding her against me sprawled on my chest. And at that moment, despite everything that had happened - and everything that would happen - I knew utter contentment and bliss. In the arms of an angel.

"I'm so glad I have you." I murmured to her, holding her close. "What would I do without you?" I questioned to no one as sleep started to claim me. And I was almost asleep before I heard her soft answer.

"I just don't know Gohan."

***

I slept surprisingly well that night considering all of the shit I went through yesterday. I woke up feeling better than I had in ages, maybe better than I've ever felt. "Marron," I called sleepily looking for a response. When her golden voice didn't reach my ears I opened my eyes and looked around as I stretched. "Marron, are you cooking?" I didn't smell anything and the bathroom door was open. I grew a bit worried and stumbled out of bed to look for her around the apartment.

After my search I came back to an empty bed. She wouldn't have left me…maybe she was just out. I fell back down against her bed once more only to have a slip of paper fly out from under my head. I rolled over to pick it up and read what it said.

Dear Gohan--

I'm sorry I'm not there to tell you this in person, but just writing this letter is hard enough. Gohan, I want you to know that I love you, more than I should really considering. This whole thing, affair, fling... whatever you want to call it was a mistake. None of this should have happened in the first place, and I want to apologize to you for letting it get out of hand.
I don't want to hear about how I have nothing to apologize for, because I do. Goten called me this morning. Why didn't you tell me what happened when you got here? Why?! He told me everything that happened last night and what's been going on between he and Videl. I know that you think that since Videl is cheating too, that it justifies your actions with me, but it doesn't. No matter what you say, do, or feel about me, it's not love. You were just acting out every married man's fantasy come true. But that's all it was…just a fantasy because in the end I know you love Videl. You've always loved her, if you didn't you wouldn't have acted the way you did.
Please Gohan, don't bother looking for me, because I'll be long gone by the time you read this. It's best for both of us that we don't see each other again. I couldn't promise not to be weak and keep wanting to be with you - even though you can never be mine. Not truly anyway. So please go to the hospital and try and work things out with Videl, and Goten too. It's probably best that you don't mention our "relationship" to anyone either, it was a secret to begin with; let's end it as a secret also.

With love always,
Marron

My eyes read and re-read the slip of paper over and over again. My mind wouldn't register what my eyes were revealing to me. She left me. She left me and she didn't even bother to consult me on her decision either.

My state of mind was between frustration and anger at her. She had basically told me what I felt! She couldn't do that to me; she couldn't know what she meant to me! The pent-up anger was beginning to boil over and I wasn't sure of what my next actions would be. I looked at the paper again before crumbling it up and tossing it to the side. The fact that she left me didn't bother me, as much as the fact that she thought I didn't love her. How could I not love her? I put everything I held dear to me at risk just to be with her and she thought I didn't love her?

I angrily kicked one leg at a time into my trousers. I figured the faster I got my clothes on and was out that door, the faster I could make preparations for my future... with Marron. But sadly, things rarely turn out the way we intend them too. Marron had outfoxed me completely - wherever it was that she had gone, she managed to do it in such a way that I was never able to find her, she was gone from my life like the smoke of a dream…

But she was never gone from my mind or my heart.

I was tired of this damn convention. It didn't do anything but remind me of the last time I was in this bloody town. The last time I was with my angel...

I shook my head. Now was not the time to be thinking about her again. It had been well over three years, yet she still invaded my thoughts, my dreams. The fact that I was in the town where we were first together did nothing but increase her invasion of me. I was bumping into people, not really paying anything attention. I just had to get away from this place, this city, and these memories...

I walked out of the convention center. It wasn't like I was actually needed in there anyhow. I walked towards the pond around the corner hoping it would hold my attention for awhile before I went back up to my lonely hotel room once more. The pond was a nice change of scenery from the crowded convention center. Normally these conventions wouldn't have bothered me, but this was the exact day four years ago that Marron and I were first together. Three and a half years, and I haven't seen nor heard a thing from her. Even when I divorced Videl, I was hoping she would realize how much she meant to me and that I would do anything to just be with her. But she never called, never came. The best I ever got was a cryptic comment from Kuririn when I poured my heart out to him that Marron knew I was divorced, and she hoped I was happy. How could I be happy without her?

I picked up a handful of stray rocks to skip along the water. Everyday I wondered what could I have done differently to bring her back to me. Could I say anything that would lead me to her? Despite my begging and pleading Kuririn would never say where Marron was - if indeed he actually knew. I tortured myself constantly with questions: If I had realized I loved her sooner, would that have changed anything? If my love for her were stronger, would that have made a difference? I was so wrapped up in my own self-pity that I barely noticed the slight pulling of my shirtsleeve.

"Excuse me sir, but would you show me how to do that thing with the rocks?" The little boy smiled at me as he waited for his answer. I suppose he couldn't have been any more than three at the most. I looked at the boy before glancing back at the water and nodding at him. This would be a nice distraction from the memories threatening to attack me once more.

I picked up a relatively smooth rock and placed it into the boy's small hand. I instructed him on the different ways he could get the rock to skip along the water's surface. I was mildly surprised when he successfully accomplished the action on his first try. He bent down to retrieve another rock to try his luck again, but a loud feminine voice rang out through the air.

"Ris! Ris, where are you!"

I saw him grin at me sheepishly before running off towards the sound of the voice. I really didn't know why, but there was just something about that voice that made me feel different, so I followed the boy to its source and found a woman, probably in her mid-twenties with a short, blonde bobbed haircut and a spectacular figure. I felt my heart literally stop beating when I raised my eyes to her face and met the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen in my life. Eyes I hadn't gazed upon in three and a half years. She paled, clutching the little boy to her tightly.

"Marron..." the name was nothing but a breath on my lips, yet it must have been loud enough because she looked away as soon as her name was uttered. I was about to say something else to get her attention, but someone else beat me to it.

"Mama! That's the man who taught me how to make the rocks jump on the water!" The little boy smiled at his mom, before looking back to smile at me. "Do you think we can show her?"

Marron, my Marron... a mother? It was unthinkable, not even likely. Yet as I stepped a little closer to actually get a good view of the kid, I felt my stomach drop to my knees. This boy, Ris, could have been mistaken for me when I was a child if you ignored the bright, blue eyes.

Helplessly I raised my eyes to Marron's and whatever suspicions I had were confirmed when Marron said the words that changed my life forever...

"Gohan, I'd like you to meet your son."

***

OWARI

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