One Night Stand
Chapter Two: Ghost of You and Me
Thoughts/Lyrics


Trunks tossed and turned, he couldn't sleep, every time he closed his eyes, he saw her, begging him to come and find her, to hold her in his arms and never let her go. Three months had gone by since that fateful night and he still hadn't been able to find her. He had several of his sources scouring the city looking for her, but they all came up empty handed.

No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get her out of his mind. The feel of her skin pressed against his. The way she smelled of flowers and rain, mixed with a touch of tanning oil. The softness of her pink lips, the way they tenderly kissed his, with a hunger burning within. The way her long smooth legs managed to entangle themselves with his. The way her voice sooth his soul and set his entire body on fire with the smallest sound. Her long wavy brown hair that felt like silk in his hands. The way her green eyes bore into his soul. He missed all of her, and wanted nothing more than to hold her again.

"Babe, what's wrong?" A small hand touched his cheek; he opened his eyes praying to see emerald green, instead he saw the black eyes of Pan Son. She leaned into kiss him and frowned when he didn't respond, "What's wrong?" she asked again, this time with more worry.

"Nothing, it's nothing," he replied as he turned away from her, as thoughts of Mako filled his mind. He knew he shouldn't be thinking of her while he was sleeping next to Pan, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't control his thoughts; he couldn't get her out of his mind, or out of his heart. And something inside of him told him that he didn't want to.

What am I supposed to do
With all these blues
Haunting me everywhere
No matter what I do


Trunks was wandering the streets of Tokyo, not even noticing the women trying to get his attention or the glares of envy from the men. No, the only thing on the Saiyan prince's mind was an emerald-eyed brunette who he was beginning to think was a figment of his imagination.

He was shaken out of his reverie when someone rudely bumped into him. Turning to beat whoever hit him, he paused when a familiar floral scent overwhelmed his senses.

"Hey babe, you got the time?" a familiar voice teased.

Trunks looked up into emerald eyes, the same emerald eyes that had been haunting him all these lonely nights. "Mako?" the name fell from his lips as he pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. Trunks smiled as she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him with the same ferocity. "I've searched everywhere for you."

She giggled, "Did I leave that much of an impression on you?" She pulled away to look into his sapphire eyes, Trunks watched as she lost her smile upon noticing the tears in his eyes, "Trunks, what's wrong?"

Trunks smiled, "You have no idea how happy I am to see you again." He tenderly caressed her cheek as she blushed.

She fell into his embrace again, pressing her body against his, "I'm glad you found me." She whispered into his ear before kissing the lobe.

Trunks bit back a moan; he grabbed her hand and began leading her down the street. When she looked at him, wondering where they were going he smiled, I'm not letting you out of my sight again."

She smiled back at him, "Lead the way."

No sooner had they stepped into his penthouse apartment, did the clothes start to fly, longing and need taking over.


Trunks slept soundly that night, knowing that Mako was back in his arms. He had made up his mind during the throws of passion; she was the woman that he was going to marry.

Trunks was so lost in his dreams of his future with Mako, that he didn't hear her get up when her cell phone rang. He didn't see the tears in her eyes when she argued and then pleaded with whoever was on the other line to let her stay with him. He didn't hear her soft whispers of eternal love and the heartbreak of goodbyes, nor did he feel the tender kiss she bestowed upon him one last time as she slowly and silently slipped out of his life again.

Mako stopped at the door, looking back once more at Trunks sleeping peacefully, longing, pain and regret evident in her eyes. She opened the door and walked out into the night, knowing that she just gave up the love of her life. As she walked she prayed that one day he'd forgive her, and that whatever he did in life, he would be happy.

Watching the candle flicker out
In the evening glow
I can't let go
When will the night be over

Trunks woke up alone and panicked before he heard the shower running. He stretched his body, muscles sore from the night before and smiled. Things were beginning to look up; Mako was in his life once more.

He picked up his phone and dialed his mother, "Hey mom," his voice was clearly happy.

"Hey son, how are you doing?" Bulma smiled, happy that her son was seemingly out of his depression.

"Good, mom, I found her. I found Mako again." He exclaimed eagerly, like a little kid on Christmas.

"You did? I can't wait to meet her. She must be something special to have been able to make you all giddy like this." Bulma laughed at her son's eagerness.

"Ya, and I want to marry her, so send me grandma's ring, cause she's the one." Trunks smiled as he heard the shower stop, he could hear her rustling around undoubtedly wrapping her luxurious body in a towel. "I have to go mom, I'll call you back." He hung up, not even letting his mom finish whatever it was she was saying.

The bathroom door opened, and his heart sank as a being of a smaller stature emerged, "Pan?" he rasped out.

"Hey baby, you're awake!" she sat next to him on the bed, "You were sleeping so peacefully when I came home, I decided to let you sleep." She smiled, kissing his cheek. "You had the most satisfied smile on your face she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively "Were you dreaming of me?" she giggled as Trunks looked at her, still stunned that Mako wasn't there.

The phone rang and Pan left to answer it, Trunks looked around, She's gone again, was she really here? He searched his mind for answers, Did I dream she was here? Was meeting her really just a dream? He searched his surroundings not finding a trace of Mako anywhere. It couldn't have been a dream, it felt too real. He absentmindedly rubbed his sore muscles, he looked up as Pan re-entered. I need to get Mako out of my mind and move on with my life. I can't keep chasing this ghost. I have to let her go. He tried to return the smile that Pan was giving him, but there was too much going on in his mind, he couldn't think straight.

I didn't mean to fall in love with you
And baby there's a name for what you put me through
It isn't love its robbery
I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me

Pan handed him the phone, "It's for you."

Taking the cordless phone from her tiny hands his heart stilled silently praying that it was Mako, "H-hello?"

"Trunks dear, are you alright? You sound sick. I thought you said that you found Mako? Why did Pan answer the phone?" Bulma's voice filled with worry

"I'm fine mom, I just woke up, I suppose I dreamt it all." He sighed disappointedly, "I finally managed to get more than two hours of sleep." He checked the clock, "In fact, I got six hours of sleep." He flopped back onto the bed as Pan went back into the bathroom, "Mom, I think I'm going nuts, I mean it felt so real that she was here. Every kiss every touch…" he sighed again, "Although if she was really here then it means she left me again, so I guess it's better that I dreamt it all and am going nuts than to know she left again."

Bulma nodded even though her son couldn't see, "I suppose you're right dear, and I know how much this girl means to you, maybe all your lack of sleep just caught up with you, and your desire for her manifested itself in a dream." Bulma prattled on about the dangers of not getting enough sleep, and the effect it had on the psyche.

"Mom, I'm fine, I've just been working too hard, I think I'll just take sometime off to sort everything out. I'll call you later ok?"

"Ok, I hope you find peace dear, with or without her."

"Thanks mom." Trunks hung up and looked at Pan. I can't keep leading her on like this. I may never find Mako, but I can't keep pretending that I'm in love with Pan.

Trunks looked at the small woman, sitting on the bed, putting lotion on her legs. He knew that letting her go was the only fair thing to do. If he stayed with her, he'd always be comparing her to Mako, and that wasn't fair to either of them.

"Pan I have to tell you something and I'm afraid it's going to hurt you, but it has to be done." He sat her down on the couch, her face was that of a frightened girl, and Trunks hated himself for what he was about to do. "You remember that day back in Hawaii when you couldn't get in touch with me?" she nodded, "Well I was with another woman." He paused trying to read her reaction, there was none and that worried him. "And as much as I'd like to say it didn't mean anything to me, it did. I haven't seen her since, but I can't get her out of my mind." He took her hands in his, "I've tried to forget, go back to loving you, but I can't. I can't live this lie anymore."

Pan stood up and went to the window, "I guess I kinda knew it, ever since that vacation, you've been distant." She turned towards him, "I kept a close eye on you, but I couldn't find any sign of infidelity. If you were still seeing her, I'd know what to do, how to fight for you. But I can't fight a ghost Trunks, I can't fight your memories." She smiled sadly, shedding a single tear. "I hope you find her Trunks," she kissed his cheek, "I hope you find happiness in her like I found in you." With one last searing kiss on the lips, she left Trunks alone.

Trunks sighed, he was once again alone, but at least this time he wasn't leading anyone on. Falling forward onto his bed, something sharp pricked his chest, where his heart was. Sitting up he noticed something sparkling where he once lay. Picking it up he gasped. In his hand was a beautifully crafted, pink jade rose earring. I wasn't dreaming! She really was here! The feeling of elation was short lived when he realized that if she had really been there, it meant that she had left him again. He growled loudly, shaking the walls with his rage.

Suddenly feeling as if he was being suffocated, he grabbed his coat and headed out into the open streets of Statan city. He walked along the sidewalk, hands shoved in his pockets, eyes looking down, yet managing to dodge all other pedestrians. His hands still held the pink earring, he couldn't bring himself to let it go, or let the memory of her go. It was as if this earring held the answers to all his questions, on why she was never there in the morning, on why she didn't need him the way he needed her. Frowning more, he wondered when he had turned into this… this simpering wimp of a man, his father would be furious if he knew that his son was pining over a girl. He needed to find her, he needed closure, he needed to hear it from her why she kept leaving, he needed to let go. He finally looked up at the people around him, it seemed everywhere he turned, he saw people as alone and miserable as he.

Ducking into a bar to get away from the loneliness that was threatening to take over, he ordered a beer. He sat in the corner observing all those that came in, silently analyzing everyone.

Three hours later, he had decided that all people were fools to believe in something as silly and hopeless as love. During his time at the bar, he had seen 3 couples break up, two men flirt with other women while their girlfriends were in the restrooms, and one hooker take advantage of a young man. Why do people even bother with this stupid thing called love? Trunks watched as another 'happy couple' entered, and sneered. Fools, all of them, fools. He watched as the woman tenderly kissed her beau when he remembered her favorite drink, the way the mans face lit up at her smile. Something in him yearned for that, to have that happiness once more.

Trunks polished off his drink and stood up. He knew he wasn't going to get anywhere sitting on his ass in a bar feeling sorry for himself. He had seen enough broken hearts, hell he had been one of them, but not anymore, this time, he was going to make things right. Stepping out into the night air, he made a wish on the brightest star in the sky, hoping that he would find Mako once again. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before heading home. Tonight he would get a good nights sleep, tomorrow, the search would begin again.

Seen a lot of broken hearts
Go sailing by
Phantom ships lost at see
Oh one of them is mine
Raising my glass
I sink a toast to the midnight sky
I wonder why
The stars were sent to guide me

Little did Trunks know that in the heavens above, the bright 'star' in the sky was actually the planet Jupiter, shining brightly, guiding Trunks on his journey for love.


The next morning Trunks awoke from a peaceful nights sleep, not as good as when he had Mako in his arms, but better than he was used to. Determination in his blood, and Mako in his heart, he got ready to search the city for his green-eyed goddess.

After getting dressed and eating a healthy breakfast Trunks realized that he had no idea where to start. So he did what any man faced with an impossible female problem does… he called his mother.

"Trunks, if you firmly believe that you two are meant to be together, then fate with bring you together."

"Mom, you know I don't like the thought of something else being in control of my life."

"Well, dear, try the phone book, I'll run a search online and call you if I get anything ok?"

Trunks sighed, "Alright mom, thanks."

Trunks grabbed the phone book and stared at it quizzically, did he believe in fate enough to think that if he were just to flip it open he'd find her? Only one way to find out. Closing his eyes, he flipped the book open and pointed to a name. Opening his eyes he nearly gasped. Out of all the names on the page, he landed on the only Makoto, a Makoto Kino… Why does that name ring a bell? Kino… Kino… I got it! He snapped his finger as he retrieved the little file of notes he had on her, Kino is the last name of Sailor Jupiter's alias in the manga series, Kino was the name she used at the hotel in Hawaii! It has to be her! Jotting down the address Trunks grabbed his coat, and headed out the door.


Mako was sitting on her couch, crying on Mina's shoulder, "It's not fair." She sobbed.

"I know, I know, but think about how hard it was to loose Shino, can you imagine how much worse it would be to loose Trunks?"

Mako pulled away, "I wouldn't be able to survive that."

Mina nodded, "See, so it's better if you stay away and not get attached."

"I suppose you're right," Mako wiped away her tears, "I have a duty to Usa, I can't jeopardize that, even if it is for love."

Her blonde haired companion smiled sadly, "I know we got the short end of the stick when it comes to love, but one day you'll find your prince-"

"Mako?" a rich baritone voice called out as the doorbell rang.

The woman in question froze, "Mina it's him!" she smiled before turning somber, "He really does want to be with me, too bad he can't." a new set of tears built up in her eyes, "Mina, I can't face him, can you pretend to be me? Send him away, cause I'm afraid I don't have the heart to do it."

Mina nodded as she watched Mako go to her bedroom, taking a deep breath, she opened the door, and was shocked stupid, Trunks was hot. Shaking herself out of her daze, she smiled brightly at the lavender haired man, "Hi, I'm Mako, do I know you?"

Trunks stared at the woman before him this wasn't his Mako. "Um, ya, I actually thought you were someone else." He stared into her blue eyes, "You wouldn't happen to know a Mako that has long wavy chestnut brown hair and emerald green eyes would you?" he sighed in defeat when the blonde shook her head, "Didn't think so." He gave her a small smile, "Well sorry to bother you."

"Wait!" she called out after him as he was leaving.

He turned to face her, "Yea?"

She walked up to him, "This other Mako that you're looking for, she really means a lot to you, doesn't she?"

"Yea, she does,"

The petite blonde smiled, "Well then, she's one lucky woman, I wish that I was the Mako you're looking for." She winked flirtatiously.

"Thanks, but I'm beginning to think she doesn't even like me."

"What? Why would you say that?" Her concerned blue eyes looked deep into his.

"Well, it's just that I can never find her, I'll meet up with her for a day and then she'll disappear on me, I think she doesn't like me the way I like her, she just doesn't want to hurt me." Trunks sighed dejectedly, had he been paying more attention, he would have noticed green eyes peaking out from behind the curtains, green eyes crying at that he thought she didn't love him. Trunks pulled the earring out of his pocket, wondering why he felt the need to share everything with this woman. "This is the only thing of hers I have." He handed the precious heirloom to the blonde.

"Wow," she gasped in awe that Mako would have left it behind, she looked back up at Trunks, "The owner of this earring feels the same way about you as you feel about her." He looked at her skeptically, she just smiled reassuringly at him, "Trust me hun, the feelings mutual." She handed the earring back to him.

"Thanks." He smiled at her, "I don't know why, but I believe you, it's almost as if I can feel her agreeing."

The blonde smiled back, "Good luck finding her." She waved as he stepped into the elevator.

No sooner had he disappeared did the real Mako emerge, "What the hell are you doing? You're supposed to be driving him away, make him forget all about me!"

"I'm sorry Mako, he just loves you so much, I couldn't just crush that, I am the goddess of love after all."

Mako sighed as she looked at the elevator doors that Trunks had just disappeared through. Please let him forget me and move on.


Two weeks later, and Trunks was no closer to finding Mako, and he was beginning to loose hope. Goten and Gohan had both threatened to kick his ass for hurting Pan, and now he wasn't talking to either of them. He was back to getting just a few hours of sleep a night, the thought of dreaming and remembering Mako was just too much for him to bare.

Staring out into the night sky he stood on his balcony, pleading with the stars to tell him where she was. To bring her back to him, when the stars only sparkled mockingly at him, he wished for something to wipe his memory, so he would no longer remember how happy he was for those short fleeting moments with Mako.

Turning away from the sky, to head to bed, wondering why he even bothered asking the heavens anything, he missed the planet Jupiter, shining brightly down on a certain emerald eyed brunette apartment.

I didn't mean to fall in love with you
And baby there's a name for what you put me through
It isn't love its robbery
I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me


Alright, two chapters down, only one more to go! I don't own any of the characters, or the song, which is by BBMack. I hope that you guys didn't get confused cause I was jumped between Trunks point of view and Mako's/Mina's... the next chapter should be back to just Trunks POV.

Thank You's:
Eclectic Soul:
Thanks so much for all your help B! I never would have even considered writing a DBZ/SM fic if I hadn't read yours. Thanks for everything! Can't wait for you to update!
Yassig: I hope that the wedding plans are going well, don't stress out too much! Thanks for the review!
Damia: LOL, I loved your description, compairing me to chocolate, hillarious! Thanks for the sweet review! I love your works to! You need to update!
Dimonyo-anghel: Yes poor Trunks, he finally fell in love, and she leaves him, although it wasn't her choice. And don't worry, he'll figure it out soon that she isn't a silly skirt wearing wanna be super hero.
Jay FicLover: Thanks so much for all the wonderful ideas, if I didn't already have this fic planned out in my head, I definetly would have used them. Perhaps I'll write an alternate fic where I bring in the rest of the girls, but for now, it's only going to be brief cameos by Mina.
Star Blue Angel: Thanks, you're so sweet! Your review brought a smile to my face. Mako's my favorite scout, so I always make her the main character. If you like the whole Trunks/Mako pairing, I suggest you check out works by Eclectic Soul or Ange de Bleu, they both have wonderful Trunks/Mako fics.
Raven: Hey there Little One, ya, decided to mellow out on the rating, and I know, I kinda made Mako a little on the ho side, but it was necessary for the fic. Hope that you're computer is up and running again!
Mar Mar: Thanks Mar! I think that I'm slowly improving, no where near you and Ko-chan's standards, but I'm getting there... I know I know, I promised you I'd finish the Spanish Fly soon, but I can't seem to get my muse to work for that fic!
Cris: Thanks, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be writing from his point of view, I didn't even realize that I had until I was done... This chapter had a little bit of insight from Mako, just so you guys can understand what's going on in her life. The next chapter will be back to just Trunks.
Elara2: I like her with Trunks too, they're both so pretty! I think out of all the scouts, she goes best with him. I'll try to update MM's soon, but no promises, I'm a little stumped...
Sexie Lil Mako: Pan is Gohan's daughter, and I guess I did make Trunks and Mako a little evil in the last chapter, I hope this one humanized them a little more. Don't think I'll be bringing in any of the other scouts, Mina however might make another appearance in the next and final chapter. Thanks for the review!
JupiterHime: Aw, thanks for the review and the support, hope that you update you're fics too as well!
ThunderHeart: Thanks for the review, and get to writing your fics woman! You haven't updated anything in a while!

Thanks you guys for all the reviews, and to all the people that read the fic and didn't review, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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