Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life Through the Looking Glass ❯ At Least it isn't Pan ( Chapter 5 )

I guess you guys really do like the story. I do have a change made in chapter 3 however. I saw that I had made a mistake. Thanks to crazy-wacky- cat. I said that Goten was the butler. I was originally going to have a butler instead of Goten, but I decided that I needed to but him in there somewhere. So I deleted the stuff and made the changes. I guess I missed one. So I'm going to change that as soon as possible. crazy-wacky-cat helped me with this because I was checking to see if I had put the reason why they call her Carina instead of Pan. I thought I did and I'm glad because I did.

WARNING SMALL LEMON AT BEGINNING OF CHAPTER!!!

Also, this is the same night as last chapter.

On with the story…

Chapter 5: At Least it isn't Pan

Have you ever thought that your life couldn't get any worse? That you have officially hit rock bottom. And just when you realize it, things get worse. Not only have you hit rock bottom, but now you are digging through that rock. You have no friends, you have no family, and suddenly you have no future. You seem like a miserable mistake. That everyone's life seems to have a purpose but your own, and you are more alone than you thought. You realize that there is no one that can see you for who you are. You feel as if you are floating inside this dark void of nothingness. Not long after, you realize that you are not floating inside this dark void of nothingness. You realize that you are the dark void of nothingness. You are empty inside and you can't do anything to stop it. You start to think that this is just a dream. A dream in which you cannot wake up from. You feel that it just has to be a dream because you have no control over it. But the pain in your heart makes you realize that this is real. That you are really here, this is really your life, and you really are alone.

-From the Diary of Son, Pan

He pushed harder and harder into her. Trying to get out all of his frustration. Pan had to be so stubborn. He kept pushing, faster and faster, harder and harder. He looked down at the girl that lay under him. Her eyes were closed and she was screaming his name.

"TRUNKS!!! JUST LIKE THAT BABE! ALMOST THERE! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Marron screamed her release.

Trunks wasn't finished though. He kept pushing. He was still pissed off. 'Stubborn little bitch,' he kept thinking to himself. He knew it was wrong to think about another girl when he was screwing his girlfriend. At least he wasn't thinking about screwing Pan. Just how stubborn she was. He finally collapsed on top of Marron as he released inside the condom. Neither of them were wearing any clothing and they were both sweating profusely. They were in the back seat of Trunks' new Mercades that was currently parked in the parking lot of the city park.

Trunks slowly got off of his girlfriend and quickly disposed of the condom. They both silently dressed as it was nearing Marron's curfew, even though she wouldn't get in trouble. 'She's just spoiled,' Trunks thought. She always got what she wanted. Things always went her way.

"Come on, Marron. I'll take you home," Trunks said softly without even looking at her.

"Come on Trunks? Once more? Please?" Marron cooed softly in his ear as she started to take his shirt off again.

"I have to get you home in fifteen minutes."

"First, I won't get in trouble, and second, I live ten minutes from here. So we have five minutes. Please?" Marron looked at him her lower lip quivering.

'Damn. I hate it when she does that. She acts so childish. She needs to learn to grow-up and that she isn't going to get everything she wants.' "Come on." Trunks said as he climbed into the front seat get himself situated and buckling himself in. "Are you coming up here or are you going to stay back there?" Trunks asked Marron again without looking at her.

"What's your problem lately Trunks?" Marron spat out as she climbed into the front seat, giving Trunks a good look at her rear end due to the length of her mini skirt. At least it would have been a good look, if he was looking.

"Nothing's wrong. Why would there be anything wrong." 'The stubborn bitch. Why do I care anyway? I saved myself a hundred bucks. I really shouldn't have given it to her in the first place. It was her fault that the DVD was broken in the first place, wasn't it? I mean, she didn't check to see if she had all her bags, right?' Trunks was just getting more frustrated with himself as he started his car and pulled out of the parking lot.

The ride to Marron's two-story mansion was silent for the most part. Marron wouldn't shut-up about Trunks' change in attitude lately, and when she finally noticed that he wasn't answering any of her questions, she finally silenced herself, much to Trunks' pleasure. When they finally arrived at her home, Trunks drove in through the ten foot tall metal gates and stopped his car at the steps of the mansion.

"Listen Trunks. I don't know what was wrong with you tonight, but you better be over it tomorrow. Understand?" Marron asked in a commanding tone.

"Whatever, Marron," Trunks said, this time looking at her, but only out of the corner of his eye.

Marron was beyond pissed. She knew how to get him back though. She leaned forward and captured his lips with hers. At first he did nothing, but then, slowly, he began to respond kissing her back. She stuck her tounge inside his mouth and just barely grazed his tounge with her own before pulling away.

"Good-bye babe," Marron said as she opened the door and stepped out of the car. She shut it behind her, moving her hips in a rhythmic motion, hoping Trunks was looking. He wasn't. He pulled out of the long driveway and drove himself home.

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She was sitting nervously on the living room couch. He was supposed to be home any minute now. Her husband said he wanted nothing to do with this, so she had to tell him herself. She wasn't feeling very confident about this. She knew she was making the right decision and she knew Trunks was going to be happy. After all, anybody was better than that slut Marron.

'Any minute now. Any minute now. Any minute now.' Suddenly she heard the front door open and slam shut. 'This is not good. He's in a bad mood and I have what he'll consider bad news. He'll thank me for this later though.' The blue haired woman stood up and waited for her son to enter the living room. She had caring blue eyes that defiantly showed that she was a mother.

He walked into the room and she could tell that something had happened. "Come sit down Trunks. I want to talk to you about something," Bulma said her voice cracking.

Trunks could tell she was nervous about something, whatever it was he had no idea. He really didn't want to talk but he knew that this was her mother and she was going to talk to him weather or not he wanted to or not. "What is it mom, I really don't feel like talking right now. I'm not in a good mood."

"I can tell. And I don't feel like being the one to tell you this but this is something you need to know. It involves you."

"What is it, so I can go to my room. I want to be left alone the rest of the night."

"Just sit down."

"I don't want to sit down. I want to go to my room and be by myself the rest of the night."

"Trunks, trust me when I say you're going to want to sit down."

"Fine. Just hurry up. Please," Trunks said as he sat down on the couch his mother was previously sitting on. He was getting very irritated.

Bulma sat down next to him as she was getting even more nervous. "Trunks..." she stopped to take a deep breath. She could tell that Trunks was about to get up and leave if she didn't hurry up. "I don't want you to be mad at me for this even though I know you will be. But you'll thank me for this later."

"Just tell me what it is so I can..." Trunks tried to say before he was cut off by his mother.

"I know. You want to go up to your room and be by yourself for the rest of the night. And I do know you have school tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay. So what do you have to tell me?"

"Trunks..." she stopped for another deep breath, "I've arranged for you to get married in two years. Just after your senior year of high school." There was silence. Complete silence. The silence dragged on for what seemed life forever until Trunks finally spoke up.

"Fine. If you're not going to tell me what you want to tell me then I'll just go to my room." Trunks said standing up. He started walking toward the stairs when he was stopped by his mother's voice.

"I'm not joking Trunks. You are getting married as soon as you finish high school." Trunks was in shock. She wasn't lying. She was dead serious. After a few moments he turned around to stare at her.

"How could you do this to me? How could you make the biggest decision of my life for me?" Trunks yelled in anger. He didn't care if the entire neighbor hood could hear him or not. He was pissed. He face was becoming flushed as a sign of his anger.

"I had a few reasons Trunks. First, your choice in woman are poor. I mean, you were never like this before you started dating Marron."

"Like what!?" Trunks asked as he could feel his anger rising even more. He hated when people talked about his girlfriend that way.

"Please Trunks. You walk around having sex with her every time you two go out. I'd bet you two did tonight didn't you."

Trunks couldn't say anything to respond to that. She was right. He wasn't like this before. He didn't go around having sex before. In fact, he lost his virginity to Marron. And he did have sex with Marron that night. He said the only thing he could do to defend himself, "It's none of your business what I do and with who I do it with. It's my life and I'll do what I want."

"No you can't. weather you like it or not you were born in the spotlight. Your every action will be recorded and it will effect this company. That's another reason I'm doing this." Bulma was almost in tears now. No matter how right she thought this was. She loved her children. She didn't want them to turn from her. "In two years, Capsule Corp. and Son Corp. will be merging into one company. Two years is enough time to finish the paper work. To consummate it, you will be marring the Son's only daughter."

'Son! No! I can't be marring Pan! No! But Pan is poor. I mean, she doesn't have money. That's why she never has new clothing. They always have holes in them.'

"What's her name?" Trunks asked, his voice shaking.

"Son, Carina."

'Good. It's not Pan. Probably just same last name then.'

"You're sure they only have one daughter?"

"Yes, that's what they told me. She's an only child. Are you saying you're alright with this?"

"No, I'm not saying that. Just thinking. But I will let you know this, I am not going through with this. I will find a way out of this."

"You'll be meeting her this weekend." Bulma said cautiously.

"Fine, but I'm not going through with anything."

"You will be nice and polite."

"I'm being forced into something I don't want and you expect me to be nice. I don't think so," Trunks said as he stormed up the stairs thinking of ways to end this arranged marriage. He didn't want to go through with this. A woman he didn't even know. How was he supposed to just meet her and fall in love. He wasn't even in love with Marron.

He walked into his room and slammed the door. 'Well, at least it isn't Pan.'

I know I'm updating early, but I don't think anybody will be complaining. I have no life at this given moment. My life is fucked up. Alright. I got nine reviews for the last chapter. So if you can give me ten, I'll update Saturday afternoon/night. I'll rush to put it up just like this one.

Next time: Trunks and 'Carina' meet face to face.