Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Bachelor Party ❯ My Emotions ( Chapter 3 )

A/N: Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry for not updating this sooner! Here is chapter three! I hope you enjoy it! Thank you so very much for your reviews- your messages did NOT go unnoticed. Again, sorry for being so incredibly late on this one, but school has been crazy and so has my life, so at last.. Here it is!

+The Bachelor Party+

+by Mistress Starlette+

AKA Faye Valentine

Chapter Three

It was late and no one seemed to be around. As they walked, it was if the night was closing around them both-Trunks' mind slowly began to fill with dread for the coming morning and Marron was suddenly conscious of a feeling that she no longer had control over her life. Fate seemed to have finally taken the wheel… and she didn't care, anymore. The hallways seemed to be unbearably silent and she wondered abruptly why Trunks had taken a room in the hotel.

"Why are you staying here? It's a little shady," She half-whispered. Trunks slowed down and walking beside her, shrugged,

"Goten booked us here for the party and I guess everyone at home barely notices my presence anyway… even on my wedding day." He decided then that Marron was incredibly sexy when she whispered… he had known that long ago. He also decided that the tension between the two was mounting so that it could be sliced with a knife. He tried to loosen his muscles unsuccessfully when at last they came to his room.

221, Marron read. She thought that the number would mean something in the future, so she kept in her memory. She wasn't sure what the hell she was thinking, but went with her instincts anyway. Trunks unlocked the door and they shuffled in, unsure of the other's motives. For Marron, it was becoming a desperate struggle to restrain herself from reaching out and touching his face. It was so baby-like and spoiled, but beyond his eyes were deep emotions and memories, and for a moment she was happy to be privy to that information. A small smile crept on her face, and she almost let her fingers go to his cheek. She stopped smiling and cleared her throat, wondering what was going to happen next. Trunks did the same, and then motioned for her to sit on a chair across from the bed.

"We didn't exactly part on good terms, did we?" Marron stated more than asked. Trunks nodded shortly and tried to continue what they had started in the empty parking lot,

"Marron, I- well, obviously I'm getting married tomorrow-" He stopped and choked on his own saliva. He couldn't look at her anymore, instead stared at the patterns on the bedspread he was sitting on. "I can't go through with it, Marron. The very thought terrorizes me. Pan-chan and I. It's unreal the way the whole situation has panned out." He paused and finally looked at her, on the verge of tears himself. "I guess- I guess I just invited you to - because you're-" He couldn't finish and just stopped talking, continuing to look at her. Marron at last closed the physical gap between them, closing the small space between bed and chair and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her back, like a child would do to its mother, trying to grab hold of something real, not the fake that seemed to surround him daily at Capsule Corps. He took the liberty of stroking her hair as well. He hadn't done this in so long.

Emotion welled in Marron's throat and she clung tighter to Trunks' middle section. She had always enjoyed that part of dating a half-Saiya-jin. He was so built and comfortable and perfect. "I've missed you so much, Trunks. I don't know what the hell I was thinking when I left so long ago," She started to cry softly, "And now you're getting married to Panny-chan, and I have no idea what to do. You can't break her heart. She's been obsessed with you since forever…" She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed heavily, "Then again, so have I."

Trunks felt tears form in his eyes and he let a few of them flow out of those normally calm blue orbs. "I remember I couldn't believe it when you left." His voice became slightly normal again as he recalled the events leading up to the day that had become the bane of his existence. "We had been fighting ridiculously about whether or not my father would approve of our secret relationship. Why the hell we were fighting about it, I don't know…" He whispered into her ear, "I don't know why we just didn't realize then that we didn't have to worry about what everyone else thought. I love you too much to care." His voice broke again, as the blow of reality hit him hard for at least the thousandth time that night. Marron blinked against his shirt sleeve and realized the same thing he was realizing at the moment.

"And that's the awful thing, Trunks," She said quietly, "You're too nice of a guy to just run away," She paused, "And that's what made me so mad about your whole family- they know that about you. They know you won't back out. It always disgusted me how they used you!" She said angrily, tears coming again. She clung to his sleeves and he held her hands delicately.

"I don't know if it's just that… after all, everyone seems to think that we really love each other, the way Pan goes on all the time," He stopped for a moment, "And I guess I really love her, I'm just not -in love with her. I'm in love with you." He held her at arm's length to look at her heart-shaped face. She was so beautiful…

"I'm in love with you, too, Trunks." She looked down, "I've always known, but I guess I'm just crazy. I just think of how much trouble I could have saved you if I hadn't had run away so abruptly-"

He put a finger over her lips, "None of that, Marron. It's not your fault. Everything happens for a reason," A smile made its way to his features, "I decided that a long time ago- our first date as a matter of fact. Remember?" He stroked her hair out of her face.

"Yeah," She giggled. "Goten completely embarrassed himself by not getting us in to see the R-rated movie, and you- you were late picking me up, and when you finally got there my mama scolded you," She looked at him tenderly, "You blushed like a rose in summer." Her eyes filled with longing.

"… And you're as beautiful as a rose in summer. You're so fair, but your lips are red and your cheeks have always been so rosy. You're so sweet-smelling, and kissable…" The mistake came then as he finally gave in and kissed her hard on the lips. She made no attempt to stop him, either. She gave in as well and she climbed on top of him onto the bed, feeling herself grow flushed. "Marron, I've missed you so badly," He said breathlessly, realizing how different and yet so familiar her touch was from Pan's. It just felt right. Nothing was fake here, it was all the truth. There were no lies or secrets between them, as there had been for so long in his relationship with Pan. Everything between Marron and Trunks seemed to be so pure, even if they weren't that way alone. Alone, Marron had been living a less than desirable lifestyle, and she hadn't cared… not until now when she realized what she had been missing out on all these years. She was twenty-six years old, and with Trunks, she felt as pure as the sixteen-year-old she had been when they had first dated.

They were the only two constants in life for one another. As they kissed, Trunks thought about how she had always been the only person who had always wanted to hear the way he really felt. And now there was that same calm warmth with a mixture of electricity present, and he was with her again, and nothing else seemed to matter.

"Trunks, you can't get married to her, because if you do, I'll never forgive myself for letting you." Marron said suddenly. Trunks looked at her incredulously and thought for a moment that they were sharing brainwaves.

"No, I know I can't get married tomorrow, but how do I explain that to everyone at home? To my mother and my father and the cooks and decorators and… Oh, Kami, I'm such an asshole! Why did I even give in to the pressure by asking her to marry me in the first place?" He leaned his forehead against hers and thought for a moment.

"I'm not absolutely sure, sweet, but it's the best thing. Because you'll keep on haunting me if I can't be with you, and it scares me to think what would happen if you were married and I kept on wanting you this way."

They looked intently at each other, despair and longing in their eyes. "I'll do my best, I promise you. I'll find a way to get through this." Trunks said resolutely, and then kissed her again softly.

"I've missed you so much…" Marron ended the conversation as they continued their long-desired explorations of each other's bodies. It felt like the very first time… .

A/N2: Well? I'll cut it off here. You can use your sick little imaginations. ^_^ I promise the next update will be MUCH sooner. Thanks for reading, please tell me what you think in reviews. Much love, ~~Faye/Mistress~~