Here's the second chapter I promised. Sorry it took so long. Lately I haven't had time to type up my fanfics, let alone go online. Well, comment this chapter. AND GET MORE PEOPLE TO READ IT!
Disclaimer: No I don't own the characters, though I wish I did...


Serena woke up with a jump. She clutched her chest, gasping for breath. She couldn't believe what she saw, even if it was just a dream.

"It was just a dream, it was just a dream," she mumbled, cradling herself back and forth. The door opened and Chichi came inside.

"Are you okay Serena?" Chichi asked worriedly.

"It was just a silly nightmare," Serena assured her mother, getting out of bed.

"I came to let you know that we'll be leaving soon," Chichi said. "I want you to try this on. You'll be wearing it today if it fits." Chichi handed Serena the dress that she was holding. After Serena looked it over, her eyes grew wide.

"It's beautiful," Serena complimented. "I'll try it on right away." Serena got up and headed for the bathroom. Luckily, no one was using it at the time.

"Make sure you come downstairs when you're done," Chichi called before going downstairs.

Serena quickly slipped out of her clothes, and put on the dress. It was midnight blue, so it went well with her eyes. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She let out a gasp of surprise. She couldn't believe how revealing the dress was! It clung to her body almost like a second skin. The dress only went down to above her knees, had an extremely low collar, and the straps that held the dress up were on the sides of her shoulders.

I hope I don't attract the guy for my looks, Serena thought. The again, I might do the same to him. Serena laughed at the thought. She found a dark red ribbon and tied her hair into a loose ponytail. She than applied some red wet shine lipstick, black eyeliner, and dark blue eye shadow to compliment her eyes even more before going downstairs. (A/N: No, she is NOT supposed to look/act like a whore, slut, etc.)

"Whoa! Serena, where'd you get that dress?" Goku exclaimed.

"Mom gave it to me," Serena said coolly.

"Chichi!" Goku called. Chichi practically ran to where Goku and Serena were.

"Is that the dress I told you to try on?" Chichi asked her daughter, smiling.

"Indeed it is. I rather like it," Serena replied. She spun around so they could see her fully. Her mother now had a goofy grin on her face. Serena could tell her mother was planning something.

"What are you planning?" Serena accused her mother.

"Nothing," Chichi said, turning around and heading out the door.

"Are you forgetting that I'm wearing a dress and that I still can't land when flying," Serena complained. "How do you expect me fly in a dress?"

"She doesn't," Goku answered. "Gohan and I will be taking you to Bulma's house. As soon as your feet touch the ground, we'll be out of sight."

"Thanks Dad," Serena told him. "Where's Gohan anyway?"

"He's outside with your mother," Goku replied. They both went outside.

Gohan carried Serena and Goku carried Chichi as they flew towards Capsule Corp. Serena couldn't believe what the world looked like below them.

"Here we are," Goku announced as they landed. "Capsule Corporation."

"It's huge!" Serena exclaimed.

"Of course it is. Capsule Corp. is a major company," Gohan explained. "Bulma even attached her house to the company building in order to get things done faster."

"You men should go now," Chichi suggested. "The longer you stay, the less time we'll have for shopping." Both men nodded and flew off back home without the women.

Serena walked up to the door and rang the doorbell nervously. Who knows, maybe her son would be the one to answer the door. The door opened to reveal a blue-haired woman.

"Hi, you must be Serena," the blue-haired woman said. She looked over Serena's shoulder. "Hey Chichi, long time no see." Chichi walked up behind Serena.

"Serena, this is Bulma," Chichi introduced. "She's the one with the blue-eyed half-Saiyan son."

"Speaking of which, where is the blue-eyed devil?" Serena asked with a smirk. Bulma lead them into the living room.

"Wait here," Bulma told them. "I need to go get the 'blue-eyed devil.'" Serena let out a small giggle before Bulma left to go get her son.

A few minutes later, Bulma came back with the blue-eyed half-Saiyan boy behind her.

"Serena, I'd like you to meet my son," Bulma said, stepping out of Trunks' way. "Or as you call him, the 'blue-eyed devil.'"

Serena couldn't believe her eyes. He's no devil, she thought. He's a god.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Serena,"' he said. "My name is Trunks." He took her hand and kissed it.

Why is he so formal? she wondered.

"The pleasure's all mine," she told him, smiling. A blush crept up her face when he looked at her in the eyes.

She reminds me of an angel, Trunks thought. She is very lovely. I wish I could tell her so. It's too bad our mothers are standing right there.

"We better get to mall before the traffic gets really bad," Bulma suggested. Chichi nodded, knowing this was part of what they had planned.

"Can I something to drink?" Serena asked sweetly. "Please?"

"Trunks will get you something," Bulma said. "Chichi and I will be waiting in the car outside." Without another word, Bulma and Chichi had left the house.

"What would you like?" Trunks asked, leading them into the kitchen.

"What would you suggest?" Serena questioned. Trunks thought for a moment.

"I could make one of my special shakes," he suggested, grinning.

"Sound delicious," Serena agreed. She watched him gather the ingredients and prepare the shake.

"Your hands move so deftly," she observed. "Why is that?"

"I don't know. I might have got it from my mother since she work with her hands a lot," he replied. He handed the shake over to Serena. "Go ahead. Try it." Serena willingly took a drink.

"It tastes wonderful," Serena exclaimed. Trunks smiled at her as she took another drink.

"I wanted to tell you this earlier," Trunks said, "but I didn't want to say it if front of our mothers."

"I know what you mean," Serena agreed.

"I wanted to tell you that you're……a lovely young woman," Trunks complimented, looking into Serena's eyes. "Heavenly even. You remind me of angels when I look at you."

"You looked like that of a god when I first glanced at you," Serena admitted, placing the cup on the kitchen counter. "I still can't believe I called you a blue-eyed devil. How wrong I was. You're anything but a devil."

"We should go before they barge in on us," Trunks suggested.

"What do you call this?" Serena asked, meaning the shake.

"A smoochie, I guess," Trunks replied, closing the distance between them.

"Well I think you deserve a 'smoochie,'" Serena said. With that, she leaned up and lightly kissed Trunks' cheek.

"What was that for may I ask?" Trunks questioned, grinning.

"A kiss for being kind," Serena answered. "And for greeting me with a kiss on the hand." Both had a blush on their face. Trunks had his from the kiss Serena gave him, which, luckily none of her lipstick rubbed onto his cheek. Serena blushed merely from the compliment he gave her.

"We really should go before they think something happened," Trunks suggested once more, leading them outside. "Especially if they think it's something perverted." Serena giggled.

"I hope you don't plan on telling them that I gave you a kiss on the cheek," Serena whispered, smiling up at him.

"I'm not going to tell them," Trunks assured her. "I won't even tell Gohan and Goten." They climbed into the back seats of the car and buckled up when they had finally got there.

"Did you quench Serena's thirst?" Bulma asked, starting the car.

"Pretty much, but not completely," Serena answered, looking at Trunks. "But I'll be fine." Bulma pulled the car out and headed towards the mall.

"You two may as well get comfortable," Chichi told them. "It's gonna be able a while before we get there."

"Yeah," Bulma agreed. "It might take at least two hours." Trunks and Serena easily shrugged it off.

After a while, Serena let out a heavy sigh.

"Is something wrong Serena?" Trunks asked, lightly placing a hand on her arm.

"I was just thinking about my friends, the Senshi," Serena replied, taking his eyes with her own.

"The Senshi?" he asked, confused as to whom she was talking about.

"Can I tell you later, when we're alone?" Serena pleaded, clinging to him. "There is much to be told and that only you should hear and see."

"How long would it take to explain?" Trunks asked.

"Probably a good portion of the night," Serena estimated.

"I've been meaning to ask you," Trunks said. "Where did you get that dress?"

Serena over and whispered in his ear, "Not going to believe this, but I got it from my mom. I didn't even ask her for it. She just gave it to me when I woke up."

Trunks looked at her, stunned. Serena nodded in assurance. Surprisingly, he smiled and gave her a hug, which left Serena blushing.

"So, can you fly like my brothers?" Serena asked, changing the subject. "I mean, since you're half-Saiyan too.

"You bet I can," Trunks replied. "What about you?"

"I can fly. My only problem is that I can't seem to get the hang of landing," Serena confessed. "But I just started learning yesterday. Gohan was in a hurry to teach me before dinner last night."

"Well I think you need a better teacher," Trunks hinted.

"Will you teach me how to fly better?" Serena asked in a sugary sweet voice.

"On one condition," Trunks replied. "But I'll tell you later."

"Okay," Serena agreed, leaning on Trunks. His body seemed to fit with hers perfectly. He stroked her long ponytail subconsciously. Within minutes, she had fallen asleep while Trunks continued to stroke her hair.