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Revised- 09-2017

Chapter 2: The Morning After

Morning came. My head had a partial tinge of pain from the alcohol during last night's events. I rubbed my eyes and looked over to see Goten still laying there, his bare chest peeking out from the blanket.

"Did that really happen last night?" I quietly said to myself as I looked under the covers, only to notice I too, had absolutely nothing on. Sitting up, I reached over and grabbed my tank top off the chair nearby and slipped it on. What came over me last night? I glanced over at him sleeping peacefully. Observing the current situation as I took an admiring look of his features: dark black hair, messed in all directions, but still tamed, his eyes shut, the curve of his nose, his mouth wide open as he breathed in and out. I couldn't help but laugh a little as I shook my head.

"I can't believe this really happened," I quietly said to myself again. I cupped my mouth, shaking my head once again. I was in denial, it didn't feel real. What am I supposed to make of this? I gently shook Goten beside me, in hopes of waking him up. But he didn't budge. I got up and saw articles of clothing scattered about. Kami, we really did have sex. I followed the trail of clothes, picking them up and piling his beside him. All while not being able to fathom how we got this far. I placed my clothes in the hamper nearby and put something more comfortable on.

"Goten... Goten." I said, trying to shake him more roughly. He finally blinked at the bright room and tried to focus his vision to me.

"Marron?" He said quizzically.

"Morning..." I sat by his feet and handed him his clothes, smiling at him concerned. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes, yawning and stretching as I watched the blanket slide down, revealing his bare torso. All the indents of his muscles made me smile. I caught my demeanor just then and wondered I've seen him half naked over a dozen times. Why do I suddenly feel hot and bothered by it?

"Marron?... Are we?... Is this?" He looked at his surroundings, confused as he grabbed the clothes and began putting them on. My eyes continued to trace the muscles on his hard body. I faintly remembered putting my hands on his chest during the fiasco last night. Little flashes kept popping in my mind of what I could remember. The sex being amazing from what I recalled.

"Yeah..." I said coyly. He got up and stood in front of me, putting his pants on. I couldn't help but smile with embarrassment, this was so weird.

"What?" He said with a slight chuckle as he buckled his belt.

"Nothing." I said, adding in a small chuckle myself.

"Are you? Are we... ok?" He asked suddenly feeling the same awkwardness in the air as I was. I nodded and grinned a reply. There were no words that could be said in that moment. We both seemed baffled by our actions last night.

"I guess that's my cue." He kissed my forehead while pulling down on his shirt as I stared at his abs one last time. Geez... I mean, I knew he always looked like that, but...

"I'll see you around Mare?"

"Ok." I said as I watched him leave my room, listening for the front door to open and close. As soon as he was gone, I flopped back onto my bed with my hands over my face and just laughed to myself.

"Oh my Kami-sama, did we really?! What was I thinking? Were we both that drunk? His body... oh that body." I was blushing in my own contentment when the sound of my phone went off, indicating I had a message. I reached over to my phone to see what the message was. I quickly sat up to see it was from Trunks and just like that, my moment of excitement turned to a different type of feeling.

Are you awake? Want to have breakfast?

My heart began racing again. What do I tell him? I didn't even have a minute to soak in what had just happened...

I gave it a minute before I responded

I am, but a bit hungover, can I get a rain check?

There was no way I could face him right now. I felt a little weirded out after what happened with Goten. I wanted to see Trunks but the timing was not right. Why couldn't this have happened while Trunks was gone over the years. Now I had to deal with this oddity and at the same time, how I felt seeing Trunks again. I was starting to feel frustrated and thought Why couldn't this incident happen with him? Wait, that would be weird too. He's my ex and I don't want to have to figure that out after it either...

Another message came in.

Ok. I hope you feel better soon.

Thanks.

I replied back, glad I was in the clear and could go about my business, but Goten kept invading my thoughts...

A few hours later a knock came through the door. I placed my cup on the coffee table and took the blanket off my legs as I got up to answer it, wondering who it might be as I wasn't expecting anyone. I tried to look through the peep hole and saw it was being blocked. I went ahead and opened the door slowly as I peeked. Blue eyes met mine through the crack. My eyes practically bulged out of its sockets from the unexpected visit. It was him!

"Hi Marron." Trunks said as I opened the door the rest of the way as he raised his arms up, presenting me with a couple gifts. One hand held a colored drink, the other holding pills and a movie, "Hangover cure hangout?"

I was flattered and let out a smile, the thought of Goten quickly vanished and replaced with another saiyan.

"Trunks! Come in." I couldn't believe he was here. I closed the door behind him as I watched him make his way to the couch and place the items on the table.

"You brought that just for me?" I asked as I took a seat next to him.

"Yeah, I hope you don't mind." He said as he began taking his jacket off, placing it next to him. I felt like a slob, just out of the shower and in some cotton shorts and an off the shoulder loose top that I only wore at home. Him in a simple plain shirt and dark denim pants.

"No, thank you!" I grabbed the blanket and placed it over my legs as I gave him a smile of appreciation. He sat back and spread his arms over the couch. I didn't know what to do. He's here! My heart started to race and I started feeling nervous again. And we're alone.

He looked over at me, probably noticing my apprehension.

"Are you doing ok?"

"Yeah, just a little out of it. What movie did you bring over?" I reached out to grab it just as he did. Our fingers brushing as he got to it first then passed it to me.

"I don't know honestly," he chuckled.

"It was just released. I'm not sure if you already watched it. Although I'm probably sure you have, since it has that one guy you loved so much back then."

I smiled at this as I looked at the cover and realized Trunks actually did remember which actor it was. Luckily for him, I didn't have the time to watch it when it was in theaters and forgot about it until now.

"Did you want to watch it?" He stuck his hand out as I placed the movie in his hand.

"Sure" I watched him get up to place the movie in. The indents of his back muscles formed on his shirt as I was reminded of another beautiful man with a great body. One that I was already fully aware of and knew what that felt like.

When he sat back on the couch, he sat closer to me. Placing his arm behind me, his fingers pressed on my arm, suggesting me to move closer. We adjusted our posture so our hips were pretty close to touching. It felt nice, although I wasn't sure what to make of this either... we're just hanging out, nothing more... right?

"It feels so good to be back home and seeing all of you again. You have no idea Marron." He said as his hand began rubbing my arm and squeezed it momentarily. I simply smiled back at him and wrapped my arms around his waist to hug him

"It's good to have you back. I've missed you." I said sincerely, but bit down on my bottom lip when I realized the last sentence slipped out unintentionally. What was I intending there?

"I've missed you too Mare." He said lastly before the movie started. My mind raced as the movie played. My arms, still wrapped around him and my head on his shoulder. My mind slipped through the thoughts from earlier as my mind began over thinking my current situation. What was he doing here? What were we doing like this? Does he like me in that way again? Do I? What are his intentions? Maybe it's nothing and he just wanted to hang out. I think I'm over thinking all of this. He just got back and we've been over for years...

By the time the movie ended I had my head on his lap and his arm was draped over mine. His fingers interlaced with mine. We stayed quiet throughout the whole movie. Feeling uncomfortable whenever any love scene played out. I could tell it made him feel uncomfortable too as we both froze and practically held our breath till the scene was over. I still had no idea what to make of any of this. He eventually got up and ejected the movie.

"How'd you like it?" He asked.

"It was cute." I said, not really thinking about the movie and what it contained. I sat back up and adjusted the blanket again. He took a seat next to me and grabbed my hand, pushing his fingers between mine as he held it and stroked it with his thumb. We said nothing and just stared off at the television.

Thoughts polluted my brain again- about our past this time. We broke up over five years ago and not due to anything horrible between us, it was a mutual agreement at that time. We just seemed to have reached the end of our relationship. There wasn't much to it back then. Neither of us was unfaithful, the sex was great, and I was never treated wrong. We just decided to remain friends. I was over it, he was over it... right? I dated a little here and there since then. So why was I feeling like this now? He seemed a little different, maybe he was more affectionate... maybe.