Loud Silence ch.34

You all can thank SpicyShani for motivating me to finish this chapter. I was so hooked on my new story Thirty Minutes to Heartbreak and stumped on this story, until I received her reviews which kind of slapped me upside the head and reminded me of my priorities. Then I FORCED myself to finish this chapter, even though it wasn't coming easily.

"Thirty Minutes" is a fun story (except for when I get way too serious with it) but I think I love the heroine of this story much more. In Loud Silence Pan is only 20 but she is so mature because of all that she's suffered and she doesn't laugh too excessively, and never cries. She counts her blessings at every moment, appreciates everyone around her.

Part of the reason I needed to begin "Thirty Minutes" is because I really wanted to work with the full extent of saiyan power and ki, and I was limited here to the rules I set for myself. Don't get me wrong, I love writing my swordplay or hand-to-hand combat fight scenes for Loud Silence… but a girl's gotta blow stuff up sometimes. =) (I also wanted more experience writing naughty scenes.)

I hope you enjoy this chapter!


A pair of simple black slippers appeared beside the yellow ones, with equally small feet inside of them.

"Definitely the flamingo pink for him, Marron."

"Pan… you're my wife, how can you betray me like this?" Trunks rolled over onto his back so that he stared directly up at the two women from the floor, "I thought you loved me, but you've formed an alliance with my enemies to bring DOOM upon me!"

"Relax! I've been cross-dressing my whole life, and there's nothing to it," said Pan, smiling down at Trunks sweetly, "A small amount of psychological damage in the long-term, but other than that it's a cinch!"

"Oh! I get it now, it's a joke," Trunks began to laugh loudly until he realized no one was joining in.

"No, Trunks," said Goten sadly, "This is completely serious. It is also not a dream. Don't fight it; just try your best to enjoy the experience."

Trunks spread his limbs out, lying defeated on the floor, "Goten, why didn't you warn me? How could you let this happen to me? I thought we were friends."

"No one warned me seven years ago," said Goten, "Count yourself lucky, Trunks. This isn't the worst she can do. You should have seen Pan's first kiss."

"Oh, that was horrific," whispered Marron, "Pure unbridled cruelty unleashed!"

A jealous frown flashed across Trunks' face. He was quickly able to gather his wits and raise himself from the ground, standing at full height and looking down at Pan. He pointed a finger accusingly.

"Pan, I thought you said that I was the first man who kissed you!" Trunks looked hurt to have been lied to.

"I never said anything of the sort! I didn't respond when you asked that question and you drew your own conclusions," she answered, but her face was quickly turning red, not from embarrassment but anger. She glanced furtively at her friend standing beside her.

"Technically, however," said Goten raising a finger elegantly, "Trunks is the only man that Pan has ever kissed."

Pan put her hands over her ears and made a sound that sounded like a saiya-jin roar of misery, "Rawwwwwggggaaaahhhhh!"

Beside her, Marron was making a similar noise that sounded like a wail of agony, but it came out muffled as Marron wiped her sleeve vigorously back and forth across her lip, "Agg-gg-ggghhh!"

"Wait just a moment," said Uub, also standing up as realization dawned on him and his jaw went slack, "Are you trying to tell us that… Princess Pan and Lady Marron…"

"THAT WAS THREE YEARS AGO AND I THOUGHT PAN WAS A BOY!" it was an explosive outburst for ladylike demure Marron, and it left Trunks and Uub gawking in shock.

Marron crossed her arms across her chest, "Of course PRINCESS BRA knew the truth and so did King Goten but that just made them laugh all the louder at my suffering! I didn't even understand WHY they were laughing so loudly until years later. I mean of course Pan wasn't the most MASCULINE of men, but he was… SHE was a very brave warrior and very noble… so at the time I didn't think it was quite so terrible! Princess Bra totally exploited and abused me!"

"Wait!" said Pan, stepping back, "You didn't think it was terrible? You considered me a… love interest?"

"No, my lady! At the time I thought I was kissing a seventeen-year old boy, that's all!" Marron's lip quivered in horror, "It wasn't fair at all. The joke was completely on me."

"Don't think you're the only one who suffered!" retorted Pan, "I mean, I had to deal with self-image issues before that, and insecurities about my manliness, girls always trying to seduce me, and… it just… after that I wondered if I would EVER get a chance to be a woman in ANY way."

"Well, at least we recovered from the trauma," said Marron nodding, with a small shudder.

"So tell me a little about this kiss," said Trunks thoughtfully, having seated himself beside Uub again calmly, "What was it like? Was there tongue? Was it passionate?"

"NO!" screamed both girls at once, and Pan approached Trunks with her hands on her hips.

"You'd better be careful, your majesty," she advised, "I wouldn't anger the two girls who are about to do your hair and makeup if I were you."

"This is true, King Trunks," said Marron, nodding solemnly, "It is completely within my power to make you look like a copper-coin courtesan instead of a dignified lady of the court."

Trunks grew very pale, "I didn't mean any disrespect Countess Marron, I was just curious about the event which transpired, that's all. Pan, don't look at me like that!"

Bra returned then, with a few castle attendants behind her, their arms full of clothing, "Are you ready, big brother? Come with me into the next room so we can surprise everyone."

"What happens if I refuse?" Trunks asked Pan quietly. Pan made a gesture, pulling her finger across her throat to indicate a severed head. He gulped and followed Bra immediately.

Bra led him into a private alcove, followed by the attendants.

"Just place all the clothing on these benches, and you may leave," she instructed, and immediately began to sift through them, "Tough choices. I think I need help from the girls."

"No, Bra, don't…"

"PAN! MARRON!" Bra called, poking her head into the room where they all stood, "I could use some help here."

The two arrived within moments, and assessed the situation. Marron fingered the different fabrics and garments thoughtfully, "Maybe we should settle on a theme?"

"A theme?" asked Trunks, a bit nervously.

"Oh, you know. Each of us girls has a theme…" Marron began, trying to explain it.

Pan picked up the blonde wig and tossed it on her head, using a soft voice to imitate Marron, "For example, Marron's theme is the modest innocent maiden, damsel in distress! I have soft blonde hair and I wear pale pink and yellow, I'm so docile and sweet!"

"I do NOT sound like that," said Marron, tossing a blue-haired wig onto her own head and making her own imitation, "But yes… we wear colours to represent who we are. Bra's theme is the rich and powerful, gorgeous, exotic saiyan princess. Look at me with my unbelievable cerulean tresses! I make every man who lays eyes on me drool and swoon!"

Bra giggled, and picked up the black wig, arranging it on her head stylishly, "Don't forget Pan! I'm the dark femme fatale who only wears black, and I'm going to kick your ass if you mess with me! I'm as good a fighter as any man, and don't you forget it! Rawr!"

"No, Bra, you have it slightly wrong," said Marron, sticking her fingers in Bra's dark wig and messing her hair up, "You're Pan, the rough and tumble girl, and it doesn't matter WHAT you wear because you're going to end up getting it covered in mud and grass stains from fighting with someone."

The girls laughed and turned to Trunks, who had been watching their little show with amusement.

"I think I want my own theme," said Trunks with a smile, "I don't want to copy any of you."

The girls circled him slowly.

"I've got it!" said Pan, grabbing the long-haired purple wig from the pile and placing it on Trunks loosely, "We dress him up exactly as he would be if he were really a girl. Trunks-style!"

The other women nodded.

Bra picked up a fuchsia coloured gown and held it up to him, "Yes. Yes. Yes!"

"Oh, I can definitely work with that colour!" said Marron, "Let me run to grab the makeup, while he gets changed."

Bra grabbed a petticoat that tied at the waist, and handed it to him, "Put this on."

"Can I have privacy to change?" he asked.

"Well, I was hoping I could watch," said Pan, and when Trunks and Bra smirked at her with their classic superior Vegeta-smirks she frowned, "Not because watching my husband put on women's petticoats would turn me on, but because I have no idea how to wear such things myself."

"Oh, sure Pan. I'll have to teach you. I did see you screw up quite a few times when I was in heaven, and you almost always wore the wrong underwear."

"You watched me put on underwear when you were in heaven?"

"I was bored. Nothing else was on."

Trunks in the meanwhile had completely undressed and was fiddling with the buttons on the petticoat. Pan walked up to him and helped him to do it up while Bra loosened the strings on the dress.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," he groaned.

Pan just smiled, lightly brushing her fingers over his abdomen.

Bra turned to Trunks, holding out the dress for him to step into. He did so dutifully and she tugged it up, shoving the petticoats inside the dress, and placing his arms inside the lacey sleeves.

"This isn't going to work, Pan," she said, mournfully.

"Why not?" asked Pan.

"Look at the sleeves… his arms are too muscular to fit inside."

"Oh… well we can just alter the dress a little bit." Pan grabbed the sleeves and forced Trunks' arms into them one a time and a ripping sound was heard along the seams.

"Great, you made them fit!" Bra moved around to his back and began to tighten the laces on the back of the dress. Pan walked over to a pile of shoes and selected a pair that matched.

"Wow, Bra. Where did you find a woman with such big feet?"

Bra laughed as Pan forced the magenta shoes onto Trunks' feet. Bra finished tightening laces and used pieces of fabric to stuff his bodice while Pan reached up to secure the wig on properly. Marron returned then.

"Looking… feminine, King Trunks," she said, unable to keep a grin from her face. She grabbed canister of powder and a large puff and began to cover his face in powder.

Trunks coughed, "I've never seen Pan use these things. Are they really necessary?"

"Yes, now keep your mouth closed and sit still."

Marron pulled out a brush and palette and dipped her brush as though she were a painter and Trunks was her easel. She scooped up the flamingo pink pigment and painted his lips generously.

"Do this," she said, smacking her lips together. He followed her orders and she added a few finishing touches. She then covered his eyes with lavender eye-shadow and lined them with violet eyeliner.

"Perfect," said Bra, "Let's present him to the guys. What's your female name, brother?"

"Trunksette," he said without hesitation. Pan blinked at how fast he responded.

"Well, Trunksette, wait here. When we give the signal you will enter the room strutting your stuff for all you're worth, got it?"

He nodded gingerly.

The girls walked back into the room where Goten and Uub sat conversing.

"I'm ready to be impressed," remarked Goten.

"I want to see how pretty my King can be," agreed Uub.

"Your attention please!" Bra began, clapping her hands once briskly, "A lovely lady has arrived from a distant kingdom."

"She is here tonight, to grace us with her presence for one night only!" contributed Marron, as though they had rehearsed it.

"Please, gentlemen," said Pan, giving an impressively deep curtsey, "Warmly welcome the buxom Trunksette!"

Trunks timidly walked into the room, his women's shoes clicking against the floor. He didn't know what to do with his hands, so he folded them in front of him. This felt strange so he left them at his sides, which felt awkward. Goten and Uub were staring at him with slacked jaws. He expected laughter and embarrassment, but the silence worried him.

A frightened look began to take over his heavily made-up face, "Goten, Uub, be honest. Do I look like a copper-coin courtesan?"

The men continued to stare wordlessly. Goten was the first to break the silence:

"No way, Trunks. I'd pay WAY more than a copper coin to get a piece of that."

Everyone started laughing except Bra who frowned, "Goten!"

"I meant… because he looks so much like his gorgeous sister. Not that I would ever pay to sleep with any courtesan, even if she looked like you… not that I would ever sleep with a courtesan even if they said that I didn't have to pay! Especially if that courtesan was Trunks! Not that I would sleep with Trunks if he WASN'T a courtesan. Not that I would ever sleep with anyone but you, Bra! Dammit, I'm going to shut up right now."

Bra was glaring daggers at him and he clamped his lips shut, while the others laughed at his frantic stuttering.

"No, but seriously. Goten, Uub, how much do you think I'm worth? How much would you pay to sleep with me?" asked Trunks.

Goten and Uub looked at each other, and then looked at their lovers and knew there wasn't a way to properly answer this question.

Marron suggested, "King Trunks, why don't you model the merchandise a little, show them the goods and let them properly decide."

Trunks did as suggested and walked in his heels past Goten and Uub.

"Um, maybe ten gold coins?" offered Uub.

"TEN!" shouted Goten and Trunks simultaneously.

"Don't insult him like that!" snapped Goten, "Do you know what women look like who go for TEN gold coins?"

"I don't," said Bra with her hands on her hips, "Do you?"

Goten gulped and looked at Trunks.

Trunks had his arms crossed over his massive breasts angrily, "They usually have amputations. Or skin diseases. Prominent scarring or burns."

Goten nodded vigorously, "I think Trunksette could fetch… at least twenty."

"Aw, thanks Goten."

Trunksette batted her heavily reinforced eyelashes at Goten appreciatively.

"Don't you care for my opinion?" asked Pan.

"Your opinion doesn't count," said Trunks dismissing her with a wave of his hand, "You're not a man."

"Well, I was for twenty years. So let me tell you what I think," she said circling Trunks in a hawk-like appraising manner. Pan reached out to poke and prod him here and there before stroking her chin.

After staring for a moment Pan reached out and squeezed Trunks' right breast, but he immediately slapped away her hand, squealing, "Hey! Just what do you think you're doing!"

"I am just fascinated by the fact that your chest is larger than mine," said Pan sadly, "And so realistic too."

"I had to give him such gigantic breasts because of his height, Pan," Bra explained, "I wanted him to be a proportionate looking woman."

"I see. Yes, well he is very proportionate. A very striking woman, I must say!" said Pan nodding, "Well, Trunksette, I think if I were really a man, and if you were a woman, I would have to offer you all the riches in my kingdom to marry me so that I could have you all to myself every night."

Everyone in the room responded in a chorus of, "Awwww."

"You already sort of did that," Trunks reminded her.

"Well, I'd do it again!" she proclaimed, standing on her tippy-toes to kiss his cheek.

Trunks smiled and placed his hands on her waist, "But Pan-chan, why go to such great lengths. I think it would be fun to be a cheap dirty whore for you. I'd do anything you wanted me to for a copper coin."

The whole room responded in a chorus of, "Ewwww!" and "Get a room!"

Pan laughed loudly and exclaimed, "Oh, I have a great idea! Let's make this a permanent arrangement, and instead of telling everyone that I'm actually a girl, let's continue to keep my identity a secret and tell them that Trunks is actually a girl!"

Pan had her hands up by her face excitedly, "And I can keep dressing the way I normally do!"

"Pan-chan, are you trying to give me a heart attack? One night of this is enough to scar me for my entire lifetime. If I ever have to do this again I'll surely become suicidal."

"Fine. Well, let's make the most of it while you're all dressed up! Can I call my Grandpa Satan? He'd love to see this."

"NO! No one outside this room can ever hear of this, alright? Don't ever speak of it. Promise?"

"But Trunks you killed my weak innocent Grandpa Satan! Don't you think him seeing you like this would be a great way to break the ice and stop him from being terrified of you?"

"PAN! NO!"

"Fine, fine. No one outside this room. I promise," said Pan, then she looked to Goten and Bra, "When you two were in heaven was the angle you viewed us from a bird's eye angle or more dead on?"

"It usually just gave the best view of whatever was happening. We got a few steamy close-ups of you and Trunks making out."

"Oh," said Pan, looking up at the ceiling excitedly. She raised her voice and called out with a big smile, "Daddy! Mommy! Can you see this? Doesn't Trunks look HILARIOUS? Grandpa Goku, Grandma Chi Chi, what do you think? Isn't he pretty?"

Bra began to giggle and spoke to the ceiling as well, pumping her fist in the air, "Gohan, have I avenged you? Mother, what do you think of your new daughter? I say that it's too bad he wasn't born like this in the first place!"

"Oh dear Kami," moaned Trunks, placing his face in his hands, "Forgive me, mother. I only pray that father never learns of this."

Bra suddenly screamed.

"What?" said Goten, "What is it?"

She pointed at Trunks, her eyes wide, "Celery's going to look like THAT someday! Oh noooo. Goten!"

Goten laughed nervously, "In a general way, I guess she'll have similar hair and eyes… but for one thing, she probably won't be that big and buff… and she definitely won't be a man. Don't worry, Bra-chan, Celery is going to be beautiful!"

"And I'm not," grumbled Trunks, "It's Uub's turn in the game by the way, doesn't he get a Truth or Dare?"

Bra shrugged, "No, we can stop the game now. After seeing what happened to you he won't choose "Dare" and no one else will either, so we have to play something else."

"I do think this is a good time to share something, Bra-chan," said Uub, "Marron and I have an announcement to make. You are all invited to our wedding… tomorrow!"

"TOMORROW?" everyone in the room shouted.

"Why didn't you give me any notice to plan something?" Bra accused angrily.

"We don't want a large wedding," said Marron, "We just decided earlier when Uub learned he was going back to Vegeta soon. We just want to have a private ceremony, just friends and family."

"But no one from Uub's family can make it here in that time," protested Bra.

"It's alright… you all are like my family," said Uub smiling, "Besides, it is too cold for anyone to travel. I don't want to wait until the summer. I don't want to wait a year for everyone to be revived either. The whole point of being married is to make a bond with the person you love, and I just want to be married to Marron as soon as possible."

"Oh, I understand," said Goten with a wink, "You want your wedding night as soon as possible."

Marron dove forward and hit Goten in the face hard before blushing.

"I think it's more likely he wants protection from any further beatings," suggested Bra.

"Or maybe they're just in love and want to get married quickly, like Trunks and I did?" suggested Pan.

"I'll feel terrible separating you two now," said Trunks, "Uub, maybe you shouldn't come with us to Vegeta."

"We've been through this already. You need me, and I'm coming. But I'm marrying Marron tomorrow, regardless of what reasons you all can dream up for it."

Marron nodded, "I don't want riches or decorations or elaborate clothing: I want Uub."

Uub smiled and moved over to Marron and kissed her. The saiya-jins all smiled.

The romantic moment was interrupted by a loud wailing as a very fat nurse walked into the room with Celery in her arms.

"Queen Bra! The baby wouldn't stop crying. I think she needs her mother!" announced the nurse who could not soothe the child.

"Celery!" Bra crooned, taking her daughter into her arms and rocking her gently, "Did you miss mommy? Are you hungry, sweetie? Let's go and feed you so you can be a big strong saiya-jin warrior!"

The baby quieted down a bit at hearing Bra's voice.

Goten stood up too, "Let me come with you, Bra. I've had enough fun for one evening, and I think if I stay any longer I'm going to have nightmares about Trunks dressed like that."

Bra laughed and winked at her brother, "Thanks for playing the game with us, Trunks. I haven't had this much fun in a very long time. I can't wait for your wedding tomorrow, Mar! Sleep tight, my friends."

The King and Queen of Chikyuu exited the room, and the two remaining couples smiled at each other.

"I guess we should all call it a night too," said Marron.

"Yes. I'm going to go and visit my Grandfather in his quarters and catch up with him a little before bed. I can't believe you're getting married Marron! To Uub! It's going to be so wonderful."

"Thank you, my lady. Goodnight!"

"Goodnight, Queen Pan," said Uub with a smile.

Pan kissed Trunks lightly on the lips, "I'll see you soon, love."

With that she left, and Marron and Uub left hand in hand as well, smiling and cheerful about the coming day. They bid goodbye to Trunks respectfully.

When everyone had left Trunks stared down at himself sadly, "Isn't anyone going to help me get out of this?"

Pan gently eased open the door to their bedroom, hoping she wouldn't wake Trunks. She had spent some time catching up with her grandfather, Mr. Satan, explaining to him why and how she had come to marry Trunks. Mostly, he'd tried his best to hug the life almost right out of her. It made her feel so deeply happy and warm. What she saw upon entering her bedchamber surprised her.

A naked Trunks sat waist-deep in a circular-shaped metal bathing basin which had been brought to their room. His hands furiously scrubbed his face. All hint that there had ever been makeup there had long since disappeared, but yet he scrubbed. Pan felt her lips twitch slightly before they were completely overtaken by a smile.

You're a song
Written by the hands of god
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them

Pan approached him, restraining her laughter at his predicament, and she sat on the side of the tub gently.

"How did the talk with your grandfather go?" he asked.

"It was lovely," she answered, "I still can't believe my family is returning to me."

"I know," he said, "I can't believe my family is returning to me and making me cross dress for entertainment."

Pan did allow a small giggle to escape her lips then. She let her fingers graze the surface of the water and test the warm temperature before she picked up a loofah. She dipped the dried spongy plant in the water and began to rub small circles with it on his chest.

"Mmmm, that feels nice," he said, closing his eyes.

Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

She continued the motion slowly, dipping water and sponging his skin gently.

He suddenly smiled, "You know, a long time ago you once said to me that you'd never bathe me. That it was a job for my servants. And you've bathed me at least half a dozen times since then."

"When you were dying on the ship it was the only thing I could do to lower your temperature. I guess I valued your life more than my dignity."

"And now?" he asked.

"Now I'm your wife, and it's in my best interests that you're clean. I'm the one that has to smell you at close range every day and every night."

"Don't forget to wash my back!"

Pan smiled and compliantly moved the sponge over his shoulders and onto his back, adding more pressure to the circles she rubbed.

"Thank you for playing Bra's silly game and going through with that whole charade. You made everyone laugh, and I thought it was really sweet of you to sacrifice your dignity for the enjoyment of your friends. Not many Kings would do such a thing."

"I never have made such a fool of myself before. But it was certainly all worth it just for this bath."

Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other

"I have brought another thing to give you… in addition to the bath," said Pan with a sly smile.

"Oh, really? What is it?" he looked up at her curiously.

She reached into the bodice of her dress and pulled out a small object enclosed within her hand. She held out her fist out to him before slowly turning it over. She didn't open her hand, however.

Curiosity got the best of Trunks and he reached out and grasped her wrist. He gently began to pry her fingers open one by one, starting with the pinky. When the next finger was lifted he saw the object, and quickly opened her other fingers.

"Pan," he said, gazing at her as she smirked at him.

It was a copper coin.

Pan looked at Trunks through her lashes mischievously, "I was wondering if I could employ your services, milord. You offered me a discount from your normal rates earlier, and I simply couldn't refuse the bargain."

I love you more than all that's on the planet
Moving, talking, walking, breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady tied to her manners
I'm tied up to this feeling

"You little devil!" said Trunks who grinned back at her. He reached out and grabbed her waist and promptly dragged her into the tub with him, clothes and all.

Pan laughed as her dress became soaked, and she fell into Trunks' lap. She placed her arms around his neck and gazed into his warm blue eyes lovingly.

"Thank Dende you're a man," she murmured as she felt herself sitting on the evidence of this.

"I love you too, Pan-chan," said Trunks before he leaned down and mashed his lips to hers hungrily.

He pulled her close against him before removing his hands from her waist and reaching down into the bathwater. He arranged her dress so that the folds of fabric were not between them and the skin of their legs could make contact.

"You know, Pan," he said, in between their fervent kisses, "I actually learned something today."

"What's that?" she asked breathlessly as she shifted her position for comfort so that she was straddling him instead of sitting sidesaddle. She returned his kisses zealously, loving the taste of him and the feel of his body against hers. She was quickly becoming hooked on the dizzy feeling that such intimacy gave her.

"I learned," he said, as he ran his hands over her bare bottom under the water, "Why ladies wear dresses."

Pan gasped as he began to pleasure her with his fingers. She threw her head back and moaned as he stroked her.

"Easier access," he growled out before kissing her neck as he delved into her warm flesh, "And I think you should wear them more often."

The next day, everyone learned that Marron had chosen to have her wedding outdoors. This was extremely unusual since there had been constant blizzards lately, and the ground was covered in snow. However, no one complained and they all dutifully donned their best royal battle regalia and bundled up in their fur coats and capes, and trekked over to the Shinto Shrine just outside the palace. As it was a formal occasion, the royalty present wore their crowns. It was the first time that Pan and Bra had ever worn the royal crowns of Queens. It was the first time in a while for Trunks and Goten. It wasn't a terribly cold day, so Bra wrapped up Celery in a seemingly endless cocoon of blankets and fur and brought the little saiya-jin Princess along.

Once everyone was there, surrounded by the dreamlike sparkle of the sun on the bright glowing white snow, they understood why Marron had chosen as she had. It was more magical than it possibly could have been indoors, and everyone was so warmed by the excitement and love of the young couple that they hardly felt the cold nipping at their toes as the snow melted around their boots.

Krillen cried at the ceremony as he gave his little girl away.

The couple had chosen to read personalized vows to each other and Marron had spoken her vows solemnly, while staring deeply into Uub's eyes:

"I, Lady Marron of Chestnut, choose you, Sir Uub, as my best friend and my love for life. I promise you my deepest love, my fullest devotion, my gentlest care, through the pressures of the present and the uncertainties of the future, I promise to be faithful to you. I promise to love you, to commit to you, and support you. I pledge before our assembled family and friends, before the present Kings and Queens of my country and yours to be your devoted wife from this day forward. I will encourage you to develop your unique talents and abilities, to lend you strength for all of your dreams. You have shown me what love feels like and for that I thank you. You are everything I need and at this moment I know all of my prayers have been answered and that all of my dreams have come true. I praise Dende for you, Uub: for all of your love and constant friendship. I know that our love is heaven-sent and I promise to be beside you forever and always. From this day forward, you shall not walk alone. My heart will be your shelter and my arms will be your home. As I have given you my hand to hold, I give you my life to keep."

Uub smiled in pure joy, feeling tears prick his own eyes at her words. He responded with his own, nervously but sincerely:

"I, Sir Uub of Vegeta, choose you, Lady Marron my best friend and my love for life. Once I lived only in the coldness of solitude and battle, and by your side I have finally conquered my demons and found the enveloping warmth of peace. Once my days were all filled with darkness and obscurity, and now you have brought me to stand with you in the beautiful blinding light of love. Marron, I pledge before our assembled family and friends, before the present Kings and Queens of my country and yours to be your most devoted husband and your valiant knight from this day forward. I will honor and respect you as your most faithful servant. Today we join our two separate lives as one. I came to this place as a man standing alone; I will walk from it by your side. I commit myself to love you for this lifetime and beyond."

Trunks and Pan had looked at each other smiling, remembering their own wedding. Goten held Bra close. Juuhachi smirked at Krillen who had tears pouring down his face, and slipped her hand into his comfortingly. Mr. Satan, who was also present, beamed happily at the lovers' devotion.

As the priest finished up the ceremony and proclaimed them married, they kissed and everyone clapped and cheered.

Lady Juuhachi stepped forward and smiled at her daughter and new son-in-law. Then she turned to everyone present.

"I have an unusual request to make," she said, as she slipped her hand under her fur cape and withdrew her sword, "Could all the warriors present please draw their blades?"

Uub and Marron looked at each other in surprise as Juuhachi lifted her arm, raising her sword high in the air. Trunks, Pan, Goten, Krillen, and even Mr. Satan withdrew their weapons. Bra glanced around her at the ringing of the metal weapons leaving their sheaths and held Celery closer to her in surprise.

Juuhachi glanced into the eyes of everyone present as she spoke, especially Trunks.

"I want to ask all the warriors here, the loyal friends and family of my daughter and son-in-law, to pledge that they will fight to uphold the peace of the world that we all live in. To vow to do all within your power to avoid bloodshed, to prevent warfare, so that my daughter may never lose her husband to senseless violence, so that this couple can live and grow old together unlike so many of those close to us who have fallen. So many souls have been lost. King Goten and Queen Bra were given a second chance at life, a chance to raise their child in peace, but second chances are rare. Let us not waste this chance and make the mistake of placing any more lives in danger. Warriors, do I have your pledge?"

"I give you my word," said Pan, extending her arm. She never wanted to lose her dearest friends again.

"I give you my word," followed Trunks and Goten, along with Krillen and Mr. Satan.

Juuhachi smiled and lowered her sword, "Thank you."

Krillen lowered his own sword and stepped beside his wife cheerfully, "Now let's CELEBRATE!"

The days passed far too quickly until Pan, Trunks, and Uub were to make their departure.

Three mighty warrior's steeds had been saddled up and packed with provisions, and the horses waited patiently as the three said their goodbyes.

Pan poured her love out in plentiful hugs and kisses to Bra and Celery and Goten. When she hugged Goten she buried her face in his chest and didn't want to let go.

"I'll see you soon, Pan-chan," Goten assured her, hugging back just as tightly and she had nodded.

"Be good, Trunks. Don't make any more of a mess than you already have," Bra warned as her brother hugged and kissed her goodbye.

"I'll do my best, sis," he responded, laughing and kissing the baby, "Bye-bye Celery. Uncle Trunks loves you!"

Goten clasped Trunks' hand in a firm manly handshake, pulling him close and giving him an affectionate clap on the back, "Please take care of her for me, brother."

"Of course. You had better take care of my sister for me, too," Trunks had said with a grin.

Trunks bid farewell to Mr. Satan (who had begun to fear him slightly less) as well as to Juuhachi and Krillen with handshakes as well.

Uub and Marron held each other close and whispered words of love to each other, while Marron cried. They had been married for a few days, almost a week at this point, and it was hard to be parted, but they knew it was necessary.

"I'll miss you so much, Marron."

"I wish you didn't have to go," she'd said.

"I know. I wish you could come with me, but it's best if you stay here safe with your family."

They kissed and Uub bid goodbye to his in-laws before mounting his horse.

"You had better bring my husband back to me, King Trunks!" screamed Marron as the three rode away.

Trunks turned to look at the distraught Marron and noticed her mother standing behind her glaring with arms crossed angrily.

"I will!" Trunks yelled back, "I'll bring him home in one piece! I promise."

Uub had laughed at Marron's possessiveness as he blew her a kiss from his horse, "I'll write you, Marron!"

Pan had turned and waved, smiling at her uncle, Bra, and all of her friends, "I'll be back soon! I'll miss you all!"

"Farewell, Pan!" called Bra.

"Godspeed!" shouted Krillen, waving.

Pan laughed urged her horse on forward into a rapid gallop as Trunks and Uub followed behind her, "Hyah! Catch me if you can, boys!"

I don't own the song, which is sung by Shakira. I usually only include quotes in this story, but I have been so obsessed with the song lately, and it really fits.

I also stole some parts of the wedding vows from a wedding vow website where people show off how creative and romantic their vows are and other people who are too lazy to write their own vows for their weddings steal them. I tried to add a lot of romantic mush to the vows with a little warrior's twist.

Thank you all so much for your lovely reviews on my last chapter!

Supersaiyan2479: I am glad that you're starting to write! The second chapter of your story Death Heart was so thrilling and I hope some of my readers will check it out and give you some reviews. The best tool for a beginner is reviews! I'm excited to read your update.

Leecassi: This chappy was a bit shorter than my last few, but it was kind of an in-between filler chapter. Those are the hardest to make exciting. Thank you for reviewing so much! You're the best. =) I hope you liked this chapter.

The-lastsaiyan1991: I am sorry if it was too common for Bra to be the Queen of Truth or Dare. I know, I've read all those stories too and I just couldn't think of anyone else to choose… besides, I like the thought of Trunks being picked on by his sister. Thanks for reviewing again!

18katrina: Thank you for your review! I am so glad you thought the last chapter was funny. Technically Celery could be a half saiyan or whole, or even more human than saiyan. In my story I'd like to think she's almost fully saiyan. Let's keep those special genes alive!

Random-ninja8263: I am so glad you like it! Hope you enjoy the update. Thanks for reviewing!

InvaderChu: I am happy to see you enjoy torturing Trunks as well! Lol. Thanks for your review!

Sammi Vinokurov: Thank you, thank you for your sweet review! Glad you liked the Truth or Dare game, hehe.

Anmylica: Thanks for your advice on the flamingo pink! Hehe. I really appreciate your reviews!

KarinKurosakiHitsugaya913: Your review cracked me up! I'm glad you like Trunks as a girl, haha.

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I have some of the next chapter typed already. I hope that I was only stumped on this chapter, and that the next ones flow more easily.

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