One Night Stand
Thoughts/Lyrics

Trunks sat in bed, a sad smile marring his handsome face, his cell phone, which had been placed on silent was lighting up every two seconds, 'Babe' flashing brightly on the caller ID. His on again off again (Currently on again), girlfriend was undoubtedly worried about him, he hadn't returned that night. However she wasn't the one on his mind, no, sweet Pan Son was not the reason for his disillusioned smile. He turned the phone off and leaned back against the headboard, lost and confused. For the first time in his life, Trunks Briefs didn't know what to do.

Getting up he pulled on his pants and walked to the balcony over looking the ocean, his lavender hair blowing loosely around his face. He, Pan and their families were here on vacation; his mother had told him it was the perfect place to propose to Gohan Son's only child. He was ready to ask her too, ready to finally give up the life of a playboy, ready to finally settle down. But then, she came into his life, and turned everything upside down. He had thought that he loved Pan, but the passion and emotions that she had brought out in him were too strong to ignore. Yet here he was, alone in a hotel room, torn between following his heart, and honoring his family.

He leaned against the railing and took a deep breath, wishing for answers he knew he would not receive.

The Sheraton Moana Surf Rider, located in the heart of Waikiki was breathtaking; even he had to admit it was a beautiful place, filled with even more beautiful women. Even though he was with Pan, and had given up his playboy ways, his eye did wander every now and then, and earlier today had been no exception.

Pan had gone off to do some shopping and sight seeing with his mother and hers, along with the rest of the women that were there with them. Goten, Gohan, Goku and his father were out on the North Shore trying to see who could catch the biggest wave. He was left alone, simply to do whatever he pleased. Deciding to go for a walk on the beach, he changed into his swim trunks and headed down. He soon found himself among throngs of half naked, caramelized tan women… all of whom had a keen interest in the exceptionally handsome billionaire. He smirked his trademark smirk as he scoped out all the women lying there on the sand, all secretly begging him to come and rub them down with sunscreen.

His eyes stopped their roaming when he spotted her and suddenly everything around him disappeared. She was just barely spreading her towel out, completely oblivious to anyone around her. He watched in anticipation as she slowly pulled her pink tank top over her head, revealing a very skimpy, very sexy, black bikini top. He almost caught himself drooling as she stripped out of her denim skirt; the black bikini bottom was low cut and revealed well-toned abs, perfectly bronzed skin and the cutest ass he had ever seen.

Just when he thought his lust for her couldn't get any bigger, she turned around and faced him, and Trunks knew he must have been looking at an angel. Never in all his 28 years, in all his travels through time and over continents had he ever seen anyone or anything more beautiful. Their eyes momentarily locked as her almond shape orbs of emerald burned their way into his soul.

With a smirk of her own she turned her attention back to her towel as she took her hair down and stretched out comfortably in the hot afternoon sun.

Trunks just stared at her, he couldn't believe it, she smirked at him, she had the nerve to smirk at him, Trunks Briefs. He watched as her hair flowed down her back in soft mahogany waves. Trunks would have given anything to be one of her tresses right now, to tenderly touch her tantalizing body. She stretched her lithe body, letting out the most erotic little sigh he had ever heard. Not able to take anymore of her teasing, he headed over to her.

He walked up to her, blocking the sun with his muscular body, his breath caught in his throat as she opened one eye. Damn they're even more beautiful up close. His pulse quickened as she propped herself up on her elbows and smiled at him.

"I was wondering when you were going to head my way cutie." She winked, and faintly blushed, noticing that Trunks hadn't taken his eyes off of her body.

He stared at her a moment, her voice was like the choir of angels, she was like a siren of old Greek lore, and once he heard her speak he was hooked. He shook himself out of his stupor and began to smile, slow and devastatingly handsome, the smile that no woman could resist. "Well how could anyone resist a beauty like you?" he purred back, running a hand through his hair, smiling inwardly as she watched the muscles in his arm flex. "Do you want to go get a drink?" he blurted out, rather uncharacteristic of Satan City's most eligible bachelor.

Trunks mentally slapped himself at his actions, she however didn't seem to mind. "Sure handsome, where to?"

He extended his hand to her, "My hotel's got a great bar." He had a hard time controlling the urge to pull her to him and kiss her senseless as her hand slipped into his, allowing him to pull her up.

Met her out on the beach one day
I still remember what she smelled like
Had these eyes that could light up a room
And a voice that's so heavenly

She stood not much shorter than he, the perfect height to kiss he thought to himself as she pulled on her skirt and grabbed her towel. The wind blew her hair around her, sending her exotic floral scent his way. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the aroma that was this vision in front of him.

She straightened herself out and looked at him expectantly, "Lead the way." She giggled, her laughter echoing like the chime of bells. He smiled back at her and began to walk her towards the bar. He couldn't help but notice the male eyes that fell on this beautiful beach babe next to him as they walked through the hotel. Most of the male eyes then turning to him in envy for being granted an audience with the enchanting auburn haired siren.

He watched her walk out of the corner of his eye, silently enjoying the sight of her hips swishing back and forth. He imagined she was about 5'9" just a mere two inches shorter than he, it wouldn't take much to kiss her, he wouldn't have to break his back bending over like he did with Pan who stood a mere 4'11".

She caught him looking at her, "Like what you see?" she purred, leaning into him more.

"I'd be a fool not too." He winked as the entered the bar. He scanned the place, electing to sit towards the back, just in case.

They took a seat in the back of the bar, obscured from the view of the public, "So," Trunks flashed her his trademark smirk, "What's your name cutie?"

She raised an eyebrow seductively as she smirked back, "You can all me Mako." She licked her cherry lips, nibbling teasingly on the bottom lip. She smiled, as Trunks eyes zoned in on her lips; she was obviously enjoying the effect she was having on the Saiyan prince.

Trunks smiled back at her as the waiter returned with their drinks, his eyes were glued to her luscious lips, never in his life had he ever seen a more sexy smile. "Mako, that's pretty," he took a swig of his beer, "I'm Trunks."

She too took a swig of her alcoholic beverage, "It's a pleasure to meet you Trunks." She let one of her long svelte legs rub against his.

"Perhaps, the pleasure will be ours." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as a flash of raw carnal hunger surged through him at her touch.

Took her in and we talked for awhile
Couldn't get past her sexy smile
So I, gave her all the sweet talking charm

"So Mako, are you from around here?" Two hours had gone by, and the two were slightly intoxicated, and shamelessly flirting.

The brunette shook her head, her tresses swaying back and forth over her perfectly tanned skin, "I'm from Japan, I'm just here on vacation."

"You're from Japan?" he asked incredulously, "Get out, with your tan and looks, I thought that you were simply another hot local chic. What part of Japan are you from?"

She picked up the straw from her daiquiri, and licked it suggestively, "Tokyo."

Trunks panted as he watched her mouth and tongue play with the plastic straw. "I'm from Statan City." He managed to rasp out, her giggling caused him to regain his concentration, "How much longer are you going to be here in paradise?"

"Just for another couple of days," she winked, "What about you?"

"Haven't decided yet." He shivered as her foot began inching its way up his leg, "Give me your number and maybe we can hook up back in Japan."

She leaned into him; her lips hovering right above his, "Why wait till Japan?" her tongue flicked out and licked his lips. That was all Trunks Briefs could handle, he grabbed her hand, threw money down on the table and pulled her to the elevator.

But I didn't want to move to fast
Asked her for her name and number
I've done this again and again

He yanked her in the elevator, taking her lips savagely with his, she moaned into him, and he smirked, knowing full well his effect over women. She then turned the tables on him and slammed his body against the wall, surprising him with her strength; no woman had ever dominated him before.

He felt her smirk at the switch of power, and decided to take control back into his own hands. His body was bigger then hers, solidly built, seeming to move as a shadow over hers as he flipped her around backing her into the corner, as he ravished her lips beneath his. "What floor?" he moaned as she nibbled on his lower lip.

"Four." She panted as he fumbled to press the button.

He bent to her, taking one of her legs and wrapping it around his waist, his mouth moving aggressively over hers. He was drowning in the lust and passion that he felt in her, she was a delicious delicacy that he couldn't get enough of.

Neither of them heard the elevator ring, nor the opening of the doors, it wasn't until the door began to close did Trunks tear himself away from her long enough to pick her up and head down the hall.

"What room?" he growled as her legs wrapped around his waist pulling their bodies closer together.

"476" Trunks slowly lowered her to the ground as they looked for the right door. His arms wrapped around her waist as he nibbled on her neck. She giggled, the sound sending chills up and down his spine as she opened the door to the small suite.

They resumed their kissing as they fumbled blindly towards the bed. Trunks couldn't believe the torrent of emotions he was feeling for this woman that he just met, the woman with no last name.

Headed up to her room that evening
Spent a night that was oh so pleasing
And now, and now

Trunks sighed as he realized that he had been out there for over an hour, watching the stars in the sky and wondering what to do. He looked back into the room at the bed, where a very naked, very beautiful woman was still sleeping. Her auburn hair fanned out around the pillow, as the sheets draped gracefully over her perfect body.

She reached out to hold him and moaned in protest when she couldn't find him; she opened her eyes and casually looked around for him. Locking eyes with him, she silently begged for him to come back to bed with her, he smiled at her, but made no attempt to move. She whined softly, moaning a little at the end, her soft protests only reminding him of the sounds she had made only hours before. Sounds of incredible pleasure, sounds that he wanted to hear every night for the rest of his life. Dramatic as it was, there was something about Mako that he couldn't ignore, something drew him to her, like a moth to a flame.

She stuck out her lower lip and pouted, and Trunks could no longer resist. He slowly walked towards her, enjoying the way she was admiring his well-defined biceps, and chiseled abs. He lay down beside her and took her into his arms, kissing the top of her head. "Do you have the time?" she asked stretching her lean body, arching into him, causing the sheets to fall off, drawing Trunks eyes to her now naked form.

He looked at her, that mischievous gleam in his eyes, "Do you have the energy?"

She looked at him, the same passionate fire from earlier that night ablaze in her eyes, "Sure, but can you handle it?" she challenged back.

"All that and more." His hands wandered down the length of her side, causing a shiver to run through her.

She raised an eyebrow, "Prove it." and before she could blink again, Trunks covered her lips with his.

I fell in love with a one-night stand
And I can't believe my heart
It wasn't supposed to happen this way

An hour later, the two were lying in one another's arms, bodies shimmering from a fine layer of sweat from their previous actions. Trunks tenderly ran his hand through her hair, as she snuggled closer to his muscular frame, yawning adorably, she began to drift off to sleep.

He looked down at her as her breathing became more rhythmic, letting him now that she had fallen asleep. He knew that this was the perfect time for him to leave, to sneak away in the dark of the night while she slept. But he couldn't, he couldn't bring himself, to leave her side. She looked like an angel lying there, the moonlight pouring in, making her seem like an ethereal creature. Her hair shimmered different colors of reds, browns, and gold's, flowing in soft waves, covering her shoulders.

He gently brushed the hair off her body, tenderly kissing her exposed flesh. She sighed in contentment as a small smile graced her lips. Trunks smiled at the effect her had on her even in his sleep, never before had he felt a connection so strong with anyone. And the thought scared him. He sighed to himself, what am I doing? He asked himself. He had Pan, sweet Pan Son, the woman that he had grown to love. What about Pan? Do you really want to hurt her?

He shook his head, as he glanced at the wonderful creation named Mako, who he held in his arms, he had been instantly drawn to her. There was no need to grow, the connection was instant, he had never wanted anyone like he had wanted her. He turned to face Mako, and tenderly caressed her cheek. She opened an eye, her brilliant verdant orb staring upat him.

"I'm sorry, am I keeping you up?" he murmured, bringing his lips down to hers. She simply smiled and pulled him down to her.

"Get some sleep Trunks, I know you're tired." He smiled softly at her as she made herself comfortable in his arms. Feeling for the first time in his life, that everything was the way it was meant to be, Trunks closed his eyes and fell asleep, his smile still lingering on his handsome face.

Later that morning Trunks woke up, the sun was shining brightly, and the sound of children playing in the rolling surf could be heard. Trunks turned over in bed, shielding his face from the sun, before trying to go back to sleep. Reaching out for Mako, he opened his eyes when he couldn't feel her. Not seeing her, he shot up out of bed, "Mako?" he called out as he got up, wrapping the sheet around his lower body. He looked out on the balcony, in the bathroom, and then finally to the living room of the suite. She was nowhere in sight, and all her things were gone. He noticed a note on the table, with unsteady hands; he picked it up and began to read.

Dear Trunks,
I'm sorry you did not find me next to you when you woke up this morning. Thanks for a wonderful night. I'll always cherish our night in paradise.
Makoto

Trunks growled in frustration, as he crumpled the note, she had played him, used him for sex. In reality he shouldn't have been mad, he did it to women all the time, and liked when a girl didn't get emotionally attached. He smoothed out the note, realizing it was his only link to her. He looked at it again, she had beautiful handwriting, he stared at her name Mako, she hadn't even left him with a last name.

Usually I'm gone like the wind
Trapped between a broken heart
And a girl that don't really care
I sit all alone, and I'm in love with a one night stand

It was seven in the evening when there was a knock on the door, thinking it might be Mako, coming back to say that she was a fool to walk away, he rushed to open it, only to find himself staring into eyes, the same sapphire blue as his own.

"Mom?" he choked out, shocked that she had tracked him down.

Bulma looked at her son, a concerned expression gracing her features. "Trunks, what's wrong? Why haven't you answered your phone or called anyone back?" she asked as she threw her arms around him, silently thanking Kami that her son was ok.

Trunks hugged her back, and had to suppress the urge to cry, Men don't cry, his father's words reverberated in his head. "Come in mom, I have something I need to tell you." He pulled her in, closing the door behind them. "No one knows you're here do they?"

She shook her head, "I figured if you were hiding out, the last thing you'd want is everyone knowing where you were." She followed her son to the living room.

"How did you know I was here?" he asked as they sat down.

Bulma smirked, looking eerily like her husband, "It's a mother intuition." She then turned serious; "I think the better question is, why are you here?"

Trunks took a deep breath, knowing that if anyone could help him figure all this out, it was his mother. "Well, yesterday, when you guys were all out, I met this girl at the beach." Bulma nodded, knowing the effect her son had on the opposite sex, "And well, to be honest, I've never been more attracted to anyone ever before in my life. It's as if everything in the universe clicked when I met her. We came into the bar and had a few drinks, and you know, one thing led to another, and the next thing you know, we're here in her room and we-uh," he stuttered, blushing slightly at the thought of mentioning sex in front of his mother, "You know." Bulma smiled inwardly at her son's discomfort.

"You had sex." She filled in for him, almost giggling when his eyes grew wide. "It's ok Trunkie, you can say sex in front of me, I know the word, and the action…" Trunks squirmed in his seat, "In fact if it weren't for sex, you wouldn't be here right now."

"No! Aw mom! Ewwww" he groaned in disgust, as Bulma laughed, until Trunks turned his sharp cerulean eyes on her, "It wasn't just sex though mom, it was more than that, for me anyway." He looked away in pain.

Bulma looked at her son in shock, before smiling softly, "So, who is this woman that seems to have capture my sons elusive heart?"

Trunks looked at her, and the pain in his eyes made her gasp, "I don't know, she left before I woke up, I'm beginning to wonder if I made her up." He handed her the note, "All she left me was this."

Bulma took the note from her son and read it, "Makoto, that's a pretty name." She whispered softly, as she enveloped her son in a hug, "It's ok Trunks, if she's dumb enough to walk away from a man like you, then I don't want her in your life." She told him reassuringly, "Besides you have Pan who loves you to death, despite your infidelity, and I know you feel something for her too."

She felt Trunks nod against her shoulder, "Yea, but I had to grow to love Pan, with Mako, it was instant." He pulled away from her slowly, "I'm not ready to face everyone yet, could you just tell them that you couldn't find me?"

Bulma nodded, "Of course dear." She stood up and headed to the door, knowing that her son wanted to be left alone. "And Trunks, if it's meant to be, fate will bring you two together again." She paused, "But do think about what this could do to Pan." She added before leaving the Saiyan prince alone with his thoughts.

Heading back to the bedroom, Trunks fell back onto the bed, inhaling the sheets and pillows around him, they all smelled like her. He had called down to the front desk to see if they would tell him what Mako's last name was, but she had checked in under the name Lita Kino, he had heard that name before, and had wracked his brain trying to figure out why it sounded so familiar. Then it struck him, that was the name of a manga character, Sailor Jupiter's alter ego. He had heard rumors that the scouts actually existed, but he highly doubted that fact. She had obviously used an alias; he had laughed bitterly when the deskman had told him who the room was registered too. Why would she check in under the name of a silly skirt wearing wannabe super hero? Maybe that was the answer that he needed, she was a figment of fantasy, an illusion, who happened to be the answer to his every wish.

Lying awake at night,
And just wondering what's wrong with me
Cause I can't seem to shake it off
This feeling that runs so deep
This never happened before
Was always able to walk out the door
But now, but now

And so Trunks Vegeta Briefs, sat in the hotel room, no closer to a resolution now, then when he had first begun. Do I follow my heart and look for her, make her realize that she needs me as much as I need her, or do I do the honorable thing, and marry Pan? Once again he turned his attention to the heavens, praying that this time they would grant him an answer.

Instead, the stars just sparkled brightly back at him, the planet Jupiter, shining exceptionally bright.

I fell in love with a one night stand
And I can't believe my heart
It wasn't supposed to happen this way
Usually I'm gone like the wind
Trapped between a broken heart
And a girl that don't really care
I sit all alone, and I'm in love with a one night stand

Yay! My first DBZ/Sm crossover! I want to thank Eclectic Soul for helping me with the DBZ characters and stuff, Thanks B! I never would have been able to write this fic without your help! I don't own any of the characters, I'm just borrowing them. The song is by a Hawaii band, the Kekai Boys... (See B! I told you it's a disease! A disease I tell you!)

And yes the hotel is real, and no I don't own it...It's my favorite hotel in Waikiki, it has this old early 1900's feel to it, it's amazing. I highly recommend looking it up online... or better yet, check my profile for a pic of the hotel. :)

Reading Rec: The Exchange Program by Eclectic Soul, it's a great Mako/Trunks pairing, she's an awesome writer, with great comedic timing! Go check her out!

So yea, hope you all enjoyed it!

One Love,
Athena Kyle