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Chapter 2:The Mysterious Trunks

(Makoto POV)

I found myself aimlessly wandering through the park near my apartment. I wasn't really sure why but something here was calling to me and I always followed my instincts and intuition. Hell, it's not like I have anything better to do and sitting at home bored didn't seem like a good way to waste a perfectly good Saturday morning.

Just like I knew it was like Deja Vu when I saw Usagi and Ami that other night when that 'earthquake' happened. There was another blonde haired girl that I swear I have seen somewhere...but where have I seen her?

Heaving a loud and heavy sigh I meandered further along an unknown path my determined feet seemed to be taking me. My body had this funny way of doing it's own thing sometimes and I never tried to think too much on it.

But this time my body had done me exceptionally well, leading me into a small clearing surrounded by huge Sakura Tree's,which to my glee were finally in season. That wasn't even the best part of course,what my forest green iris's fell upon was.

A few feet ahead stood an odd yellow machine,nothing like I had ever seen before, seemingly abandoned...or possibly there could be someone in it! At that thought, I quickly strode over to it,examining it closely to see if maybe I could find something to identify the owner of this contraption.

I was really disappointed to only find the word 'Hope' scrolled in small red letters on the side of the machine's yellow exterior. Damn it...My curiosity urged me to continue pursuing this.

I kept looking around, moving to the side so I could observe further,that was until I caught sight of something interesting. Lavender was what I saw from my peripheral vision. I ninja'd my way slowly and carefully to the opposite side,ready to thrash some alien ass if necessary,but that served as a very moot point because what I laid my eyes on was a young guy. He couldn't be more than 18, apparently unconscious and sprawled out in a heap on the grass.

Today was my lucky day!

I smiled wide as I kneeled down next to him,immediately taking great notice to how unbelievably hot this guy is. My cheeks even flushed a pink color as I found myself shamelessly drinking in his appearance while he was passed out.

Hey, I consider myself a connoisseur of cute guys...well you can kind of say that.

His long lavender hair is shoulder length,possibly an inch or two longer,and looked insanely silky. Honesty? I really wanted to touch it but that would be borderline creepy. His face looked so defined and chiseled, his features so aristocratic...like he was royalty or something. Wow, this guy is so freaking buff. Not the traditional 'roid raging buff' but more of a fit in shape with delicious muscles buff. This mysterious guy was more muscly than any of the wimpy guys seen in this city,heck I could probably tear the wimpy guys in this town a new one.

His amazing physique made my mouth water, especially noting how hos clothes accentuated his body. He donned a dark blue sleeveless vest over a black,tight might I add,'wife beater' undershirt which was tucked into a pair of gray cargo pants. His yellow belt and yellow boots completed his stylish look.

My sharp green depths peered down at him for a moment,noting that he is indeed alive due to the steady rise and fall of his chest.

It was finally time to quit ogling him and to try to wake him up,I decided. Not only to see if he was truly okay...but to also hear what kind of voice could match such a hottie. Maybe to see what kind of eye color he would have might have been on my mind too...

"Hey! Wake up!" I began to shake him roughly,deciding that a gentle push would even help. I also got the added bonus of feeling his biceps from pushing him and lemme tell ya...they felt awesome.

After a couple minutes of shaking and calling out to him he finally began to stir, an discontented groan emerging from between his lips. All of a sudden his eyes began to flutter open,almost like he was having a hard time getting them to actually move. Once they did open, the most amazing and absolutely beautiful shade of blue,almost identical to the clear and cloudless sky above,stared up at me. Shocked was his expression I think.

At that moment cerulean met emerald and did not part.

(Trunks POV)

I felt my body being gently shaken, hearing a tomboyish cute female voice calling out to me but for some reason I couldn't quite make out what she was saying.

My eyes want to open but damn, they just feel glued shut!

A discontented groan slipped from my mouth and in return I heard the girl gasp softly. Why, I wonder? After what seemed like an eternity, my eyes finally fluttered open, the blinding rays of the sun hindering me from even seeing what my savior looked like.

Only the hazy outline of a figure was visible to me. Ugh, my eyelids felt like they weighed a million pounds and it was taking way too long to adjust to the brightness.

Dammit all! I feel like I've just been blinded by Tien's Solar Flare technique!

"Are you okay?" Came that same voice, so tomboyish yet clearly feminine. She seemed to be concerned for me...concerned for what I wonder?

I was blessed with quite the sight when my eyes finally adjusted,truly able to see the girl who appeared to have saved me from whatever had actually happened to me.

She was gorgeous, to say the least, and sad to say,I never really paid much attention to girls in my life. Considering that my friends,family and childhood were robbed from me at a young age, I literally spent the next years trying to kill those damn androids, not having time to waste on frivolous things like girls. Which means that besides my mom, I never really had much interaction with girls...aside from trying to kill 18...

This girl has the most striking and deep virescent eyes that I have ever seen,her skin fair and flawless. Her rich wood colored tresses were pulled into a high ponytail and her hair had a cute curl to it, her bangs framing her face in pretty way. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she peered down at me,clearly curious about me. Her face was all I see, but that was enough.

I quickly gained my bearing and sat up,faintly aware of the blush on my cheeks as I quickly gave her the once over. As a guy, it was kind of like first instinct,i don't really know why though.

Her body was slim and fit,it seemed,she wore a red turtle neck under a white off the shoulder cardigan sweater. Her pants were a pastel green hue but her cloths couldn't hide her curvy figure and nice sized chest. Again, being a guy doing this was something that I just couldn't help.

"Yea, I think I'm fine. Thank you." I felt the need to thank her, yet I still didn't even where I was. This was nowhere that I knew. Definitely not my time line.

A warm smile lit her face aglow as she extended her hand to me,friendliness emanating from her moderately strong Ki. "My name is Makoto Kino." Her olive eyes were shining brightly as the pink Sakura petals fell aloofly around us.

I took her soft hand in my own and shook in gently for a moment,still having my guard up. One thing that I learned in my life is to not judge a book b y their cover and I would not think just that a girl is pretty that she can't hurt people. "My name is Trunks Briefs...Hey look,I know this is going to sound s little stupid...but where am I?"

Of course I had to ask, knowing that I probably sounded certifiably psycho at that moment but it was critical that I assess the situation so I could find a way to get back to my time.

From the corner of my eye I saw my time machine. Crap.

As I thought, her eyebrow raised as she gave me a weird look, like I was crazy.

"Uh...this is Tokyo...in Japan. Where did you think you were?"She was a bit confused,letting one hand rest on her hip. Hell I was just as confused as she was.

Tokyo? Where the hell was a Tokyo? It was obvious at this point what had happened here. My time machine must have ran out of energy and I landed in some random time line, possibly in another dimension. Well at least this place looked modern...

Dammit! I feel so stupid because mom asked me like ten times if my Time Machine was fully charged...and I stupidly waved her off. I guess I deserved this because I doubted my moms intuition...

I was pulled from my berating reverie thanks to her hand waving in front my face.

"Hey, did you hear me?" She inquired, a worried expression on her face. I smiled a small smile to let her know that I had indeed heard her.

"Yea...I'm just a bit confused. I have never heard of this place before. I...never mind." I quickly cut myself off, knowing that she truly would think that I was mental if I continued trying to explain that my time machine ran out of energy and I landed here by chance. Yea and that I'm evidently from another dimension and half alien. She definitely would put me in the nut house.

Instead of being shunned by her like I thought I would be,she smiled brightly,her cheeks tinted a soft pink hue.

"It's okay,Trunks! You must have just hit your head and gotten amnesia. Don't worry, I'll take care of you." She was so reassuring and smiling at me with a serene expression I couldn't really say no. She had such a motherly aura coming off her in waves...I felt comforted.

I felt the blood run to my cheeks at her kindness,and I felt lucky that she found me and not somebody else with not so nice intentions. Amnesia? I couldn't tell her the truth so her assumption would have to work.

"I'm not sure...I don't remember how I got here...but I couldn't impose on you." I ran my fingers through my long lavender strands repeatedly in nervousness, feeling bad about her offered kindness. She didn't even know me,I could be some serial killer.

She shook her head vigorously, indicating a clear 'no' with that same smile. "No, it wouldn't be a problem for me at all. I actually live by myself so I promise you wouldn't be imposing on me." She finally opened her eyes again and they stared at me once again.

Well It's not like I have anywhere else to go...and it's not like this cute girl could really even cause me any harm, she seems too caring. I guess I can go with her...

I stood up quickly,offering a hand to help her up from her kneeling position near the ground. She took my hand without any hesitation and I hastily hoisted her to her feet.

"Wow, you're pretty strong huh?" She teased with a slightly flirtatious smile while dusting the grass off her knees.

To my dismay, I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. I wasn't really used to girls flirting with me so the only thing I could do was let loose an embarrassing nervous laugh while scratching the back of my head. "Uh yea I guess..."

To say that I am shy around girls was an understatement. My mom had always told me that my father were alike in that aspect,driven to fight and get stronger for our own separate purposes with no time to spare for the opposite sex. Then when faced with a girl we have no clue how to act. At least I didn't think a wedding was some type of food like Goku did...

Although mom was very adamant about telling me how NOT to act, which would be like my dad, who she had said acted like a complete asshole. Evidently dad thought mom made him weak so he called her assorted names and treated her like a slave. I would never treat a woman the way Dad treated Mom...but then again dad had always been abrasive.

"Hey,whats that thing?"She asked,pointing with her thumb over at my TM. It only took me a moment to know that it would be best to capsulize it.

I swiftly put my hand in my pocket and clicked the button,so quick and without her seeing,flicked the capsule onto my time machine,causing a cloud of orange smoke to explode.

Effectively taking her attention off me,I snatched the capsule up fast and shoved it into my pocket and was back at her side before she could even realize I was gone. There were some perks to being a Saiyan besides being super Saiyan.

"Oh my gosh! Did you see that? Where did that machine go?" She exclaimed,looking repeatedly from me to the area my TM used to be.

I merely shrugged,feigning the same expression of surprise that she wore.

"I don't know but it's gone now."I lied, turning my pale blue eyes one her.

She then shrugged in an aloof manner, not seeming too concerned with it anymore,then flashed a slight smile for a moment.

"You're right. C'mon,I'll take you to my place and whip you up a nice hearty meal. By the sound of your tummy it sounds like you could use one." That same pretty smile stayed on her face as her eyes focused on me.

I felt a little embarrassed because she had heard my stomach growl loudly, although she didn't laugh at me or anything. I was hungry after all. The fact that she could cook too didn't surprise me that much considering that she already had that motherly aura. Though I'm not sure if she wanted to contend with my Saiyan appetite but since she was doing so much for me already I figured I could take her hospitality.

"Sure,thank you Makoto. I have to warn you though...I kind of eat more than most."I sweat dropped at the thought,knowing that I ate more than anyone but Goku and my Dad. Me and Gohan didn't have such a voracious appetite like our fathers but it still rivaled anybody but Oolong or Yajarobi.

A melodic laugh came easily from her lips, a smile of bliss on her face. I pondered why she would be so happy to be imposed by some stranger. Women...such an enigma.

"That's no problem, trust me. I'll cook plenty of food and then bake you something. I'll surprise you." She winked,then turned away from me to lazily begin to walk away. I followed her, not saying a word.

Maybe because she was the first pretty girl I have ever taken the time to notice,or how friendly she was or maybe how flirtatious she was without being weird...but I wasn't entirely sure why my heart wouldn't stop trying to beat through my chest. Was this normal?