How To Be A Heartbreaker (DBZ)

Serenity

"Trunks...do you still have feelings for me?"

I was rather dumbfounded by the question. Simply because the question was such a... overwhelming. "Well uh," I scratched my chin, "why don't you come in?" I asked, ushering the blonde inside. In all honesty, I was avoiding her as hard as I could. Though her brow quirked at my hesitant gestures, I pushed through her questioning gazes, not wanting to answer any question she had. "Would you like anything to drink?"

She stared at me, blue eyes seemingly enough boring into me, "Trunks I..."

Quickly I cut her off, opening the fridge, "we've got water, wine, soda uh..." I looked over to the counter finding a half full coffee cup, "coffee too."

I stared at the blonde awaiting a response, growing ever more impatient with her pensive face, "wine's good."

Thus I poured her a glass handing it over to her while sipping on my water...it's too early for coffee. Quietly she sipped her wine, then slid her eyes over to me, her jaw set angrily as she reminded me once more what I avoided, "you never answered my question ya know."

"Oh that, I..." the question was a rather bothersome one, I detested this feeling of entrapment. I knew full well she's engaged to another, so what's the point? My mind settled on this one motivation, however, that maybe I could convince her to think otherwise. However, that's difficult and with such little time...it's impossible.

A warm hand clasped around mine, and immediately I lost my train of thought. Her touch, it was something I truly missed. "I guess...I'll go first then," she breathed, eyes shut, "I'm...not, exactly...sure about this whole engagement thing." Had...had luck finally been on my side? Could things finally hop on to the better? "I guess it's just that's because I have this...this feeling in my gut..."

"And that is...?" I asked, curious whilst my eyes grew somewhat comically.

"I need to know you do not have any feelings for me...then I can be at peace," Marron stated, breathily, and...here I wished she'd reason with me, "It's that you've canceled the dinner we've planned many times and I'm starting to wonder... why."

I'm not quite sure if I should tell her the truth...or keep it to myself, let her get married to the man who truly won her over. Then there's another part of me, which screams to take her where she is, claim and announce her as mine. Jeez, Saiyan blood and Human blood, what a conflicting mess.

"Marron, do you want the truth, or do you want to hear what you want to hear."

Her cerulean eyes grew, and I could feel my heart rattling like a lion in a cage. Here is my chance; I can't let this one out of my grasp. "What...what do you mean by that?"

"What do you want it to mean Marron?"

She knit her brows, glaring daggers at me, "stop being so damn cryptic; answer the question," she paused eagerly inching towards me. Blue eyes glistening with neediness, "Trunks please, I just want to know okay?"

I knew that I shouldn't speak to her that way, or shut her out like I've attempted to do many times. However, I was rather conflicted and tired. I was tired simply because she tired me out. I moaned and groaned for a year about wanting to be close to her once more...now I try to push her away.I should Isolate myself from her; I can simply erase myself out of the equation for good.

Another part of me, however, still held those desires of closeness. All my emotions and thoughts about Marron were a complete and utter enigma.

"So you want the truth?" I breathed in heavily, there's no way to get around this was there? "Fine, but this question isn't something you answer some simple 'yes' and 'no' and you know that."

Her attentiveness was something I truly enjoyed, her eyes wide, lips partly opened as if she wanted to say something...hesitation, yes that's what it was. I buried my brows. Indecisiveness plagued me. So I breathed, and time felt very slow and tense. Though I wished to map out why I simply stared at her, feeling my muscles tighten. I forget what to say, or even what to do...this is hell.

What were hours to me, were merely seconds to her. But I wanted to stay this way for eternity, glancing at her face...I've known for a while where my heart has been set. My hands cupped the blonde's cheek and before she questioned me further... I went with my gut feeling.

"You want an answer right," I asked, breathily, "...Yes."

My breath caught in my throat before I could say anything my lips were, at first softly, molding against his. I didn't expect this turn of events, but I still was shocked at how easily he whisked my breath away. I wonder why he didn't say anything...or, try to come back.

Or why hadn't he kissed me way back when?

Or why I am enjoying this kiss...

Damn it why am I enjoying it so much?

Maybe it was the way he was handling me so gently and sweetly...it was something so...overwhelming, intoxicating, euphoric. Though as desperately as my mind screamed to part from him, that this was wrong, my heart it...well, said something else.

The feeling had dragged me back to my roots, to my hatred and love for him, as I was simply overtaken by the thought of him.

The very moment we parted lips, my eyes connected with his, not daring to part. "Does that answer your question?"

I nodded, slowly, "b-but, there's nothing I...can really do now..."

He shook his head, wrapping his arms around me, as it eased my unsteadiness gradually. A firm hand pat down my hair, fingers roaming throughout my scalp, lulling me between a mix of arousal and sleepiness. This feeling was rather foreign...but it somehow became something I've long...and only now have been hit with the realization.

I locked one arm around his waist and simply breathed at his pace, "so...just enjoy what's happening now," he murmured into my ear. Slowly, but surely, I felt my body drift away in his arms, and for the first time in many sleepless nights. I felt my heart be placed in a position of utter peace.

Marron blinked, the sun engulfing her field of view. The house she was in was...not the house she was used too. She looked up to find warmth beside her, only to spot Trunks with two arms encircled around her. She was enjoying the sleeping sight immensely, as it brought some kind of joy into her heart.

She silently raked back his unruly hair, resting her forehead on his shoulder. The sunrise light shone on his features, Marron only stared, tenderness glowing on her face before he roused, groggily look downward to the awoken blonde.

"You fell asleep..."

"I know..."

She breathed heavily, emitting that breath against his skin, sending chills through his entire body. "So then, that's it then," Trunks murmured as Marron comfortably laid on him, a tender sigh released from her lips, "that's how it ends?"

Marron looked down, sadly, knowing full well what he meant by that, "I guess so..."

"I'm...sorry for telling you so late..."

Marron sighed, parting from his side to hug her knees, "now I'll never really know..." she breathed, a hand on her forehead. Waves of guilt washing over her, it's not like she cheated on her fiancé, but her affection for him never really was...there.

"I...I have to go," she murmured before feeling a hand wrap around her wrist.

"Wait..." Trunks breathed, bringing her back into an embrace, Marron's face looking upward to his face, "just know that...whatever choice it is you make, it will be the right one," he mumbled brushing her blonde strands away from her face, "okay?"

"...Okay."