Everyone feared death… there’s nothing to fear, but if that’s the worse 
fear, then that’s what I’ll sentence them to.  Death.

“Trunks, can I take off the blindfold now?” Marron asked.  She had no idea 
where she was, or when she was going to hit something.  Of course, she was 
in the air, so it was going to be a well before she hit something, but 
still . . .
“No yet, we’re not there.” Trunks said, holding her tighter.
“When will we?” Marron asked, tightening her grasp around his neck, not 
that she didn’t trust him.  She trusted him with her life.  But it’d be a 
whole lot easier if she wasn’t blind and probably over 50 of the ground.
“Don’t worry, we’re almost there.” Trunks said.
“I worry.” She said with a laugh.  Finally he set them down.  “What’s with 
all the suspense?  What’s so special about where we are?”
“Oh, you’ll see.” Trunks said with a laugh.
“Hey!  I hear rushing water.” She said, turning her head towards the 
sound.
“Your ears are good.” Trunks said, Marron could almost see his smirk.  He 
had the exact same smirk as his father, but Marron thought it looked better 
on Trunks.
“Can I take it off now?” She asked.
“Just a minute.” Trunks said, guiding her towards . . . something. “We’re 
almost there.”  The water sound got louder and louder, and soon it was 
almost deafening.  “Now, you can take it off.”
She took the blindfold off.  Marron looked and she grabbed Trunks’s waist 
tightly, out of instinct then clamed down and said, “Oh Trunks!  It’s so . 
. .”
“Cool?” Trunks asked.  They were on the edge of a waterfall, one step 
forward, and they were going to be dashed against the rocks bellow, but 
Marron wasn’t worried, Trunks would fly down and get her before she even 
realized she was falling.  It was beyond description; the clear blue water 
was rushing by so fast the sunlight seemed to get caught on it and pulled 
into a pit where the water went, it seemed endless.
“I was thinking beautiful, but cool works.”  She said with a laugh.  ”Wow. 
  How did you find this?” she asked.
“My dad took me training just over that hill once.” Trunks said, pointing. 
  “I’d come over here every night and just stare at it.  The moonlight 
looked amazing on it.”
“I bet it did.” She said, looking the water pour down, and she realized 
that she was still holding on tightly to his waist.  She blushed, and 
slowly started to let go, but his eyes stopped her.  They stared at each 
other, and slowly their lips met.  They stayed in that position until they 
heard someone land behind them with a loud thump.  They turned to see what 
it was.  A huge bird.
“Wha—“ Marron asked.  She stepped back a little.  Bad move.  The rock they 
were on was very slippery, and next thing she knew, they were both falling! 
  She bit her lip to keep from screaming.  She knew in a few seconds that 
she would be safe.
She grabbed on to him insanely tight, her cheek pressed up against his 
chest.  All of a sudden, they weren’t falling; they were levitating.  She 
looked up.  Trunks looked amused, she was holding on to him so tight her 
fingers were going to numb.  He smiled at her and they started floating 
back up to the rocks.
The bird was still there, staring.
“What is that Trunks?” She asked.
“I think . . . it’s payrodactal.” Trunks said, looking at it, eyes wide.
“It is!” She said.  “Why do you think it’s here?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never seen it around here before.” Trunks said.
CRAAAAAAWWWWWWWW! It screeched.
“Do you think it’s dangerous?”
“It might be.” Trunks said.  “For a normal person.”
“So, you’re saying that you’re a freak?” She kidded with a laugh.
“Yep.” He said.  “And you know what they say about freaks.”
“What?”
“He who hangs out with a freak, is a freak.” He said.
“Hmm.  So Goten is a freak too?”  She said, lifting her eyebrow up.
“You bet.” He said.  They stood there for a little while, then the 
payrodactal finally got tired of waiting there, and started to fly away.
“Okay . . . that was interesting.” Marron said after a while.
“Um . . . yeah.” He said, looking at where it had disappeared.
“Well, you wanna show me where you trained?” Marron asked.
“Sure.” He said, and they walked over the hill.
“Wow, this is a beautiful place!” Marron said.  They were in a type of 
valley.  There was a clear area in the middle, and huge trees surrounded 
it.  Each of them looked like a great place to have a tree house, and there 
was a clam river cutting through.
“I know.  I come here a lot.” He said, looking around.
“I can understand why.  This would be a great place to think!” She said.
“Yeah.” He agreed.  “And to train.  Hey, do you want to train, maybe?”
“That’d be cool.” She said, then pulled her hair into a ponytail, and got 
ready.
“Okay.  Attack.” He said.  She swung at him with her left, and tried to hit 
him with her right, but he cought it.
“Good, now try to speed up your right.”  She tried again, and this time she 
actually hit him!  She tried to kick him, but missed, and got knocked down.
“Remember what I said, whenever you attack, have a block ready.”
“How could I forget?” She said sarcastically.  Then she kicked him and got 
elbowed in the gut.
“I told you—“
“I know, I know.” She said.  “Let’s just keep going.”  She got better and 
better.  Each attack had a block, and every block had an attack.  They 
fought pretty much the whole day.
“You improved a lot today,” He complimented.
“Thanks.” She said, wiping some sweat form her forehead. “Now, I’m ready 
for a rest.”
“Good, follow me.”
“Okay,” She said.  He walked up to one of the bigger trees, and started to 
climb.  She was right behind him.  They climbed till they were at a huge 
branch near the top.  It was so big they could both lie on it.
“Look.”  He said, pointing out in front of him.
She climbed up next to him, and leaned up against his chest.  “How do you 
find out about these places?” She asked.  The view in front of her was 
amazing; she could see the whole city.  It was so wide she thought she saw, 
but it could have been her imagination, all the way to Master Roshi’s 
island.
Trunks laughed.  “Just luck I guess.” He said.  She leaned up against him, 
and he put his arms around her.  They sat there until the sun started to 
set, just talking and laughing.
“Well, I guess we’d better be getting back.” Trunks said, making no move to 
do so.
“Oh, let’s just watch the sun set.” She said, sighing.
“Okay.” He said, smiling down at her shining blond hair.  They sat in 
silence and watched the sun set.  The colors swirled into a beautiful 
mixture of reds, yellows, oranges, pinks, and eventually blues and greens.  
“You know, you’re the forth person to visit here in this generation?”
“Really?” She asked, looking up at him, smiling.
“Really.” He said smiling back.
“You know, you’re the nicest guy I’ve ever met?”
“I’m honored.” He said, with a laugh.  They watched the stars come out.  
Marron watched them and heard the rhythm of his breathing and heartbeats 
were so calming . . . his body was so warm . . . she felt her eye lids 
drop.
“Marron?” Trunks asked softly.  “Marron are you awake?”  He looked down at 
her.  She looked so peaceful; he didn’t want to wake her . . . he thought 
about waking her up like he did at the park, when he noticed what time it 
was.  So he just picked her up carefully and carried her to his house.  He 
opened the door quietly, and walked to her room.  She woke up as he set her 
down on her bed.
“Hmm?  What am I doing here?” She asked.
“I carried you back after you fell asleep up there.”
“Thanks.” She said in a tired voice.  “Thanks for everything.”
“It was no problem.” He said.  Then he walked to his room.  To his 
surprise, Goten was there!  He was laying on the ground in a sleeping bag.
“Goten?” He asked, turning on the light.  “What are you doing here?”
“Wha—oh, you’re back.”
“Um, what are you doing my room?”
“Spending the night and saving your behind.” He said, sitting up, tired.
“What happened?” He asked.
“Well, after you left with Marron, your dad called our house and asked 
where you were.  I told him that I didn’t know, you know, just in case you 
were hurt.  Well, they started looking, and so did I.  I tracked your chi, 
along with Marron’s.  It was at that one spot you always hang out at.  I 
knew you’d get in trouble if I told, so I said that you were over at my 
house and were going to spend the night.  Somehow, Bulma-san talked me into 
spending the night here.  Bra and I somehow managed to avoid anyone from 
seeing you two for the whole day.  Although I think Vegeta-san suspects 
something.”  He said, yawning.
“Wow, sorry.  I would’ve come back sooner.” Trunks said, flopping into his 
bed, exhausted.
“It’s okay.  What’d you do all day anyway?” Goten asked, yawning.  Then he 
heard snoring on the bed,  “Trunks?  Oh well, I’ll ask him in the morning,” 
He yawned and fell asleep.
Marron stayed awake for a while, just staring at the ceiling.  She wanted 
to go to sleep.  But she couldn’t.  There was too much on her mind.  No one 
knew it, but Trunks was the first person that was ever interested in her, 
and she was interested in back.  She had been on plenty of dates; after 
all, she wasn’t a baby.  But they always turned out bad.  The boy didn’t 
like her, or he did, but just her body.  Or she didn’t like him.  She 
sighed.
What am I supposed to do tomorrow? She asked herself.  Do what ya did 
before: Be yourself.  He liked it before.  He said you were sweet.  I 
didn’t know he like that kinda stuff.  Oh well, as long as he likes your 
personality.
She thought about that for a while.  She remembered a horrible date with a 
football guy at her school.  He had pretended to like her.  All he had 
wanted, though, was someone to meet him after his games, and  . . . well, 
you know.  He had wanted her to change for him, and she almost did, too.  
But that’s when she cought him kissing a girl named Becky Schooner.  Trunks 
wasn’t like that, was he?  No way.  But she made a decision: She wasn’t 
going to change anything that she didn’t want to change for any boy.  No 
matter what.  All of a sudden, sun was pouring into her room and it was 
morning.