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TRUNKS x OC

'Bond Talking& thoughts'

-Azure's POV-

"Run, Get OUT!" The woman yelled holding her waist where she had been injured.

I looked around panicking, "Azure GO NOW before he gets you I'll be okay, but you have to GO!" she screamed once again throwing a Ki Blast at the Big Burly man who once again crashed into the counter. She looked back to me standing there again "NOW! GO NOW!" I nodded and ran out the small hut, tripping over the stray pebbles that lined around the small garden.

I heard a crash and then a loud cry and then… nothing I sobbed 'she's gone' I thought. I roughly wiped at my eyes. I won't let him catch me.. I won't be used.. I won't be the old me.. I won't be naïve.. I won't be weak. I looked around and found myself in the forest near a hot spring. I lay down on the cold ground and wrapped my tail around my waist. I cried 'Mother' I said trying to reach her through our bond, but there was no answer.

"She's gone" I whispered crying myself to sleep.

I woke up to find myself covered in dirt I guess I'm a messy sleeper, silently laughing at my own joke. But why, why was I laughing?

I sighed and turned to the Hot Spring, the mist around there seemed to be whispering my name, calling me forth to bathe and how could I object?

I stripped myself of my white dress that was tinted with a bit of blood on both the back and bottom of the dress, I guess not only did my whip marks start to bleed out but now I myself started to 'bleed' I could feel the pain in my lower area, I sighed, could this have gotten any worse.

I entered the Hot Spring and each time walking deeper into water till only the tops of my creamy breast showed, It felt really nice on my body especially my lower area. Tears were stinging in the back of my eye; my mother would've surely enjoyed this and the lush green forest, she was after all an herbalist and healer. 'No I won't cry, Death is a part of… Life' I thought before dipping my head under water and swimming to the fall. I poked my head back up and turned to face the fall, it was a glorious site and I swam under it, Feeling the water pelt against my skin. I smiled laughing, splashing the water against my skin, I started humming, while searching for the right pumice rock that would be well against my skin.

Once I found the right one, I started gently scrubbing my skin I hissed when it made contact with my cuts, but I had to be strong; I looked to the side and found a small pile of irises that were close by, I crushed them against the small, yet soft pumice rock gently running it over my cuts. When I was finished started wiping away the dead skin, when I was all clean I just stood there letting the water wash over my waist length dark hair.

I heard the sound of crunching; I turned to see the most handsome person I've ever met in my life, I gasped and somehow tried to bow without uncovering anything.

-Trunks' POV-

"Who are you?" I ask the girl in MY Hot Spring.

Standing up from her bowed position with a frightened look on her face, she starts backing away slowly.

"U-umm, I'm sorry sir… I-I can't t-tell you" she said stuttering.

I stared at her and felt my cheeks starting to heat up. "Are you okay? What are you doing here?" He asks walking around the Hot Springs.

Tears began streaming down her porcelain cheeks to the tips of her chin. "Am I.. Okay?" She repeats.
I made it to her side, but only to see that she had started getting out of the spring 'Oh god is it a sin to have seen such a beauty' I thought watching as the small water droplet fell from her deep chocolate waist length hair and how they made their way down her flat stomach to her curved hips and down her thighs

Quickly I ran over to her side just in time to see her slip on one of slippery stones lining the spring and on her stomach. She cried out, holding her stomach. I kneeled turning her over; lucky she only had a little cut that hadn't penetrated to deep.

I looked her over scars marring her smooth pale body; I ran my hand over laceration under her belly button, she placed her small hand over mine.

"Who did this?" I asked.

She shook her head as the tears finally started making their way down her rosy cheeks.

"Can you at least tell me your name?" I asked, hoping that she'd give me an answer. "My name is Trunks, Prince Trunks." I said.

I guess that got a reaction out of her because she pulled away quickly standing on her two feet, I also stood watching as her waist length hair fly with her. She was simply breathtaking, her hair was pulled back from her face and now she was bare. I could feel my blood boiling; her scent was over powering my senses and so was blood. But I had all but controlled my lust ever since I went through my first Heat.

"I'm s-sorry your Highness, but I think it's time that I go.." she whispered, but bowing before she left. She hurriedly went for her soiled dress, pulling it on and staring at me.

"YOU'RE HIGHNESS!"

"YOU'RE MAJESTY!"

"PRINCE TRUNKS YOUR FATHER WILL BEHEAD ME IF YOU ARE NOT BACK!"

I looked back at her to see she had a frightened look; she turned away and slowly started backing away and then a full blown out sprint into the deep forest.

I heard puffing noise and turned to see Goten my father's sparring partners son, or as I like to call him "Baka what the hell?!" I yelled.

He rolled his eyes hands on his chest still catching his breath "Pri-Hince *huffs* Tr-Hunks *huffs* Father- meeting- NOW!" he yelled before collapsing on the ground.

My eyes widened and I turned and flew to the castle.

'SHIT! I hope I don't die SOON!' I yelled forgetting the connection I had with father.

'OH Trust me! After this you WILL wish you were among the DEAD!' A raspy voice commented.

I winced, and flew faster, to the castle. Once I reached my bedroom window I flew through the open windows, and sighed, relief, I turned to see father standing there hands crossed, one leg over the other and a frown etched on his face.

"Brat this was not the first-"He started.

"I apologize Oh "Great" King Vegeta, but unlike you I have a life out of this palace." I said before walking into the mahogany closet pulling out my training suit.

A smirk slowly started etching its way on his face and that was never a good thing. "Which is why I took it upon myself to search for mate and concubine" He simply said standing up.

I poked my head back out with a confused and angry stare "What you forgot about my mother so quickly? Anyways what the hell does this have to do with me?" I asked getting pissed.

His frown was back, and it was so quick and so sudden that he had punched me sending me flying to the dresser. I could feel the blood freely running down my temple and the shattered glass that rained around me. He then swiftly walked over and pinned me against the wall.

I smirked "What are you not going to kill me, like you killed her!" I yelled.

He slammed my head back and growled "You will not disrespect me brat! Not while I am still King, now it isn't I who I have been searching a "mate" and concubine for you insolent fool, it is YOU!" He said a cynical smile forming on his lips.

I shook my head "I don't want your used "treasures" King Vegeta, I don't want a mate." I growled out.

He chuckled flinging me back to the ground, while he walked out of my room but stopped at my door and turned around "Then why do you smell like one?" He said before his tone changed into a serious tone "Prepare tomorrow the aristocratic females will come and so will the concubines, don't worry I told them to choose the untouched ones, though it will be pretty hard to find one from the Wealthy families you will just have to manage my Dear, Son." He said.

My hand tightened around a piece of glass on the floor that cut through my skin 'This BASTARD!' I thought.

"Yes that I am, but now if you'll excuse me I have political affairs to attend." He exclaimed before walking out and shutting the huge oak doors.

I growled and threw the glass that landed right in the middle of the oak doors.

But one sentence kept repeating itself like a mantra in his head 'Then why do you smell like one?' He grabbed his shirt and the 'her' smell once again over-powered his senses and he started purring.

"She smells of irises, White Irises to be exact from the springs, The Hot Springs." He mumbled unconsciously. Her scent bought peace to his mind, her scent lulled him to sleep. Her scent it was addictive. But he still couldn't help but wonder from where she has acquired those scars that marked her once pale-soft milky skin.

AND SCENE YAY! I REAAALLY LOVE THIS FIC AND TRUST ME I FINISHED IT ALREADY !

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