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" COULD YOU LOVE ME ? "Written By: Debs-dragon Disclaimer: I don't own the Dbz crew. I just like to play with them..... :)
Chapter 10
"I think you should go & lie down for a while my dear." said Bulma. "I'll get Bra to take you upstairs & show you to one of the guest rooms." Bra came across. "Your not looking all that crash hot." she said. "It's this rotten headache." said Marron. "I think if I can lie down for a while it will go away." "Come on, I'll show you to one of the guest rooms." Marron followed Bra upstairs to the 3rd floor, they went down the long hallway. "My rooms just down the end so if you need anything just yell. I'll get you a night gown." Bra said and left Marron in the guest room. Marron looked around the room. the big double bed took up a large area, there was a dressing table opposite the bed & the doorway to the ensuite bathroom stood to the right. French door's were to her left & opened onto the balcony. The room was simple, yet comfortable. Bra returned with a night-gown. "There you are." she said & put it on the bed. "I brought my mini hi fi system for you as well. theres some c.d.'s there that may help to soothe your head." Bra put the system & c.d.'s on the dressing table. "Thanks Bra. I do appreciate it." said Marron. "Look I'm sorry that things didn't go as planned with Trunks." said Bra. "But I'll have a talk with him if its any help." Marron sighed. "Thanks all the same Bra but just leave it be please. If anything is going to happen then it will. Otherwise it just wasn't meant to be." "Okay then, Whatever you say only I don't like to see you sad." said Bra and gave Marron a hug. "I'm all right, It's just this headache thats making me feel a bit down. A good nights rest is all I need." smiled Marron. "Like I said, I'm just down the hall if you need anything." "Okay, Night Bra." said Marron. "Night." replied Bra. Marron went thorough to the bathroom and filled the
sink. She splashed the cool water on her face trying to ease the ache
in her temples. She dried herself and went back into the bedroom.
She walked over to the stereo & flicked the switch, soft Christmas
carols filled the room. She picked up the night gown & went back
into the bathroom to get changed. She let her hair loose from the
confines of the pigtails and the golden locks fell softly around her
face. the cream night gown felt cool & satiny against her bare
skin, with the thin spaghetti straps that crossed over at the back,
lace trimmed the upper bodice and the satin length draped to the floor.
She walked across to the bed, pulled back the covers and slid between
the sheets. The pillow was cool against her throbbing head. As she
snuggled down deeper into the soft mattress so the carols lulled her
off to sleep. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep for but she awoke with a start. her body was drenched in sweat, her headache thumping and she felt terrible. She raised her head from the pillow. The moonlight cast its soft silvery fingers across the carpet. Marron groaned, it was no good, she had to get up and take something for this headache. She slid out of the covers and padded across to the door. She opened it, the house was in silent darkness, everyone was asleep. She made her way downstairs to the guest bathroom to find the pills that Bulma had given her earlier. She took 2 from the bottle and swallowed them down. Then she made her way back to the stairs. She was about to go back to her room when she heard something. She stopped & listened.
At the foot of the staircase she stopped & listened again. Softly, borne on the nights breeze she caught a few notes of a melody. Mesmerised she followed the sounds, the music led her on, swimming through her senses, drawing her, caressing her. She reached the lounge room and stopped at the partly open door. The gentle sounds were radiating from within. She nudged the door open slightly and entered. In the one corner stood the Christmas tree, presents piled high under its decorated boughs. The fairy lights twinkled casting a soft magical glow around the room. Marron moved in a bit more. The french doors stood slightly ajar, the lace curtains swaying slightly in the light breeze. She could just make out a form standing on the balcony. She moved quietly across the room and stopped at the french doors. She reached forwards & pushed them open. Sensing her Ki the figure turned and looked at her. She raised her eyes and locked gazes with him. |
