Somewhere I Belong 2
By Freewater
For everyone who wanted a sequel
000

Amy giggled and, even though she didn't want to, squirmed away. Trunks' nose against the flesh of her neck tickled her and caused the squirming that ruined an otherwise perfectly romantic moment.

He was sitting on her bed now, having just finished kissing all intelligence from her brain through her lips before flying into her bedroom. Now he was sniffing her perfume, his hands running up and down the skin of her arms and shoulders, rough hands trailing down her chest and sliding along the edge of her pink nightgown without exploring what it was hiding.

Once his nose left the ticklish area of her neck his touch became arousing. One hand went to her hair, fingers stroking the soft blue strands as if wondering why the hair was so short, while the other ghosted down her middle, his fingertips brushing the sensitive peaks of her breasts before going lower, touching her stomach, legs and knees.

Her eyes were half lidded. He'd not touched her intimately, in fact he was barely touching her now, but if he'd done this the night they made love she knew she would have enjoyed it so much more. Amy made a mental list of everything he was doing to her as he did it so that when the spell completely wore off she could tell him to do it again.

Gathering enough mind power, she looked up and saw that his eyes were closed.

She blinked at him. "Why are your eyes closed?"

"Two reasons," He said, bringing her hand up for his nose before kissing the back, tenderly tasting with his tongue. He frowned when his fingertips brushed the ring on her finger, but he said nothing.

That was right. He didn't remember putting Bulma's ring on her finger.

Trunks face relaxed as he continued to kiss her hand, brushing his lips over his fingers and ring, causing gooseflesh to tingle along her arms.

Amy groaned, trying to keep some form of control. She wasn't worried about her mother walking in, well that was part of her worry, but if Trunks wanted to make love to her then she wanted to be sure that he saw her and not Mina.

"Which would be?" She asked, finally remembering his response.

He continued his exploration. "Makes the headache not as bad."

'Ah yes,' she thought, remembering herself as a little girl keeping her eyes held firmly shut when she rode on a spinning ride, knowing she wouldn't feel as dizzy when she got off.

"And?" She prompted.

He hesitated. "You're more familiar when I can't see you."

Amy wasn't hurt by his words. They made perfect sense. The spell still made him think of Mina, but if he held his eyes closed while touching and tasting his real lover it would naturally seem more real to him than touching a woman who'd spelled him to love her.

'Wait a minute,' Amy thought, 'Did I think that right?'

"You even smell normal." And he put his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply.

Amy giggled. It wasn't hard to forget his sensitive nose. "Normal?"

It wasn't a question meant to be answered, but he answered it anyway. "I don't know, just … normal. Right."

Amy leaned closer to him and let him do as he wished, pleased with the unintentional romantic answer he gave her.

Truthfully when Ray told her that she'd been casting spells of her own to make the spell on Trunks weaken, she didn't expect any results so soon. The fact that he was in her room, sitting on her bed, reacquainting himself with her body was riveting.

If he could handle touching her and kissing her without passing out then she was sure that the truth wouldn't hurt him too much. "Do you want me to tell you what happened?" she fought for control when he kissed her neck, his large hand gently holding her in place on the other side of her neck. "How the … how the spell was cast on you."

She brought her hands up to his shoulders just to keep from falling backwards.

"Mmhm," she was sure he wasn't paying attention, but she told him about the theory of Aphrodite's spell anyway. When his lips abruptly stopped their exploration she knew that he had been paying attention, and he pulled away from her.

She looked at him, his eyes were open now, looking at her as though trying to find something recognizable but struggling with the task.

Amy's heart clenched when he touched his head with both hands and sat up straight.

Their little conversation was done.

He looked at her this time, his eyes apologetic. "I still don't remember anything. About us, I mean."

Her throat hurt terribly when he said those words. But she kept a straight face. "It's okay if you don't."

He quickly turned away from her again, as if his mind couldn't stand the pain of seeing her, literally. Then he stood and made for the window.

"Wait!"

He stopped, already hovering and ready to leave. He still wouldn't look at her.

"Will you come back?" She winced at the desperation in her voice. But she couldn't help it. What if he simply decided that he didn't want to remember? That he wanted the spell to remain and go off to try and win back Mina.

The painful glace and small smile he sent her gave her hope. "Yeah, but I think I need to sleep this off right now," he was rubbing his temple and she knew what it was that he wanted to sleep off. "I want to figure out a little more about you anyway."

She smiled back at him, brightly. Serena was right, she was worrying for nothing. Trunks' love for her was so much stronger than a spell. Even now he wanted to know things about her, touch her and kiss her.

Truthfully, she couldn't wait for his true memories to return because she wanted him in bed with her again, badly after his touching experiment.

"Thanks, I'll tell you all you want to know. You, uh, should have my phone number in case you wanted to give me a call."
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Trunks vaguely remembered called her by mistake earlier. A sign he'd missed of this spell that was on him, he assumed.

"Right,"

He smiled at her again, trying to memorize how she looked there on her bed before the pain in his skull became too much to bare. She was sitting on her knees, hair framing her face and neck while the pink nightgown she wore hugged her body. She was so beautiful. Had he ever thought of that before the spell took him? Well, he noticed it now.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?"

She nodded. "Whenever you like."

"Good," He hovered just a bit higher and was about to pull himself through her window and out into the sky, but stopped himself, the headache worsening with the idea of it. Before he could think anymore of it, he turned back to her, grabbed her chin and kissed her startled lips one more time before retreating.

"'Night," He said, flying out the window. Still, with his superior hearing, he heard her whispered response.

"Goodnight."
000
Trunks went home. He wasn't sure if he could handle hearing anymore without his head splitting open but when he got there he knocked on Ray's door, praying she wasn't in there with Chad.

She wasn't.

"He got a little drunk when we got to the beer tent."

"A little?"

"Okay, a lot." She tightened her robe around herself. "So, what happened with you and Mina? You took off so suddenly."

Trunks nearly smirked. "She decided to leave with her boyfriend."

The open mouthed look on her face was almost worth it, but the pain in his chest wouldn't leave at the thought of her with another man. To test the waters he decided to think of that same scenario with Amy in Mina's place, and his heart clenched again.

Strange, he seemed to be in love with the both of them, only now Trunks knew that whatever he felt for Mina was false.

Ray sputtered for a response, but Trunks interrupted her before she could get out a full word.

"I know there's a spell."

Ray immediately took him and they both went to the kitchen. Ray put on a pot of tea, and they both had a long talk. Ray filled him in on the bits he hadn't figured out, and told him that she'd been casting spells of her own. Though with the way he kept on grabbing his head Ray kept her mentioning of Amy light and offered to give the pictures back after he slept off his headache. Trunks had to admit that he was disappointed. He was curious to see what they both looked like behaving as a couple.

Then a horrible thought occurred to him. "I think I have to apologize to Mina."

Ray blinked, her cup halfway to her mouth. "What for?"

Trunks tried putting it together and flipping it around so that it would make sense.

He'd been in love with Mina and assumed that Amy was the one to make the list and constant advances on him during his first few weeks in this world, so he'd been cold to her. But if it had really been Amy he loved and Mina he acted coldly towards, he needed to set the record straight, with both girls. He still held Mina in his heart enough to feel guilt, and with the way Mina and that man spoke in the alley, he knew that he'd hurt her.

Trunks smacked his head against the table. Ray patted his back.

"You should go to bed." She said, moving towards the cupboard above the stove and pulling out a bottle of Tylenol. She tossed them to him. "Take some of these with you."

He caught them easily. "You're a life saver, you are. See you tomorrow."
000
"He was at your house?"

Amy nodded, the silly grin she wore on the way to Serena's house still plastered on her face.

"And he kissed you?"

Amy nodded again.

Said blonde stared with her mouth open and shaking her head until she released a high pitched scream and flung her arms around Amy's shoulders.

Amy screamed and hugged her back, she hadn't felt like this since the first time she and Trunks began dating after what seemed like an eternity of emotional tension.

Both girls bounced and screamed on Serena's bed until Sam ran into the room and demanded they shut up. Apparently he was on the phone with someone and couldn't hear a word.

"So what does this mean?" Asked Serena after her brother left. "Does he remember you?"

"Yes … actually no, not really."

Serena cocked her head, and Amy explained what she and Trunks had talked about, mostly leaving out Trunks' sensual touch. She blushed hard enough when her lover touched her but she didn't want to think of the color she would change to if she had to repeat the story to her friend.

The thought nearly brought Amy down again, but it was easily shoved aside with the reminder that Trunks had come to her house that night, not Mina's, and he'd kissed her because he felt something for her, not Mina.

Amy felt so devious, and she dearly wished to thank Lita for the idea of seducing her boyfriend into remembering her, as well as Ray, who was casting spells for her.

Amy wanted to talk some more, but then the communicators belonging to both girls started to beep obnoxiously.

Amy answered hers first. "This is Amy and Serena, what's the problem?"

It was Luna's voice on the other side. "Artemis went looking around and found that the girls in the pageant are rehearsing their walks and speeches today at the arena. We think it would be best if we checked it out for a source of the dark energy."

Serena blinked. "There's a larger source?"

"We're not sure to be honest," Luna admitted. "But it's worth checking out."

"Great! We're on our way!" Serena jumped up and grabbed her coat. Amy closed the communicator.

"You're eager today,"

"Ha! Watching a bunch of beauty queens rip each other's hair out'll be great! Besides," She added, her eyes shifting. "If we sneak into their dressing rooms we might get to see what kinds of makeup they use."

Amy sighed and left the room unenthusiastically.

"What!" Serena yelled, grabbing her bag and following her out the door. "Beauty queens use top notch stuff! I've got to see it!"

Serena didn't see that her transformation broach fell from her purse and landed on the carpet on the way out the door, and it stayed there unhelpfully when the door clicked shut.
000
The first thing Trunks did when he woke up that morning was look up Mina's address in the phone book. He needed to find out where she lived and explain a few things, hopefully be forgiven for a few other things. He only hoped her—and he hated how jealous the thought made him—boyfriend wasn't there. He didn't want this to be any more awkward than it already was.

He ringed the buzzer and waited for a reply.

"Who is it?" It was Mina's voice.

"It's me," He said, realizing that she might not recognize his voice since he apparently didn't visit her as much as he once thought he did.

It seemed she did recognize his voice though because after a brief hesitation the front door unlocked for him and he was able to get in and ride the elevator to her apartment.

She opened the door after he knocked. It seemed she was just getting ready for her day.

That was right. Amy was the early riser, not Mina.

Trunks sighed. He couldn't wait until his emotions became unscrambled and went back to the way they were. He hated feeling so torn.

"Can I talk to you?" He asked.

She stepped out of the way and let him in. The inside of her apartment was not familiar to him in the least. He once thought he'd seen it a million times before, but where he'd pictured the bookshelf filled with books was a shelf of a different design filled with knick knacks and porcelain dolls, and where he thought the reading chair should be sat a bulky karaoke machine.

She spoke up quickly. "Look, I'm sorry I ditched you at the fair, but I just needed—"

"I know about the spell," He said quickly, wishing this to be as painless as possible.

Mina was visibly taken aback. "You-you do?"

He nodded and looked down at his feet for a moment. "Ray and Amy told me about it."

He looked up again and found Mina studying him cautiously, as though expecting his head to burst open at any moment.

"And, you're okay? You're not in any pain?" She asked, taking a hesitant step closer.

"A little," He said, chuckling as he pulled out and shook the half empty Tylenol bottle for her to see. "These are like magic."

She smiled shyly before deciding it was her turn to look down. "Are you mad?"

"No,"

His immediate answer brought her head back up.

"Evan after—"

"If anything," he interrupted. "You should be mad at me."

Mina looked like she didn't understand, so Trunks explained.

Or at least, he tried to. "I mean, I thought I loved you for a while, right? And because of that I thought that I was mad at Amy for …" he trailed off, deciding not to bring up the list thing. "Anyway, I didn't treat her too great. I ignored her mostly, and when I realized that my memories of the two of you were switched, it clicked that I must've treated you pretty bad for a while too."

Mina flushed brightly, and Trunks tried to keep only the real emotions he felt on the surface, not the fake ones.

"Oh, well, you weren't mean or anything,"

"I might as well have been, considering you all took me in like you did."

"Ray gave you a place to stay," Mina reminded him.

"Yeah, but you all let me into your group, that meant you too," He countered. "I'm sorry."

Mina didn't know what to say to him. There had been a time when she would have given anything to have him love her, to have him apologize for ignoring her, and even though the memories of what she'd done to him and Amy when he first arrived had returned to him, the old anger didn't.

If anything, that warmed her more.

"Thank you."

He looked at her. She was smiling and her Ki was glowing and felt light with happiness. He was forgiven then.

Relief flooded him. Then he remembered something, and he flushed with embarrassment.

Mina noticed the color in his cheeks. "What is it?"

Trunks put his hand behind his head, not sure if he had much longer before he needed to flee. "Uh, your new boyfriend isn't hiding around somewhere, is he?"

Trunks had no doubt he'd be able to defend himself from a jealous boyfriend, it was the embarrassment of meeting him and explaining that despite his own jealous behavior the night before didn't mean he wanted to steal Mina from him.

He'd seen the guy, but was too angry to bother with memorizing his Ki signature.

Mina grinned, and he felt her Ki brighten considerably more. It was obvious to him that she loved him very much. He was happy for her to have that. "He's not here, but we're going out later."

Trunks sighed. "I guess I better get going then."

He turned to leave and Mina walked him to her door. "You're welcome to come back, you know."

Trunks didn't think he would be up to that for a little while, but smiled at the offer anyway. "Thanks,"

He left, hearing the door click shut softly behind him, and when it did, a pressure he'd felt on him was released, and he felt free.

Then his cell phone vibrated.

He stopped and pulled it from his pocket. "Hello?"

"It's me," It was Darien's voice. "We need to get to the arena. Artemis thinks that with all the managers and stage moms together there might be a buildup of dark energy."

Trunks lifted a lavender eyebrow. "So … we have to stop the pageant?"

"No, I'm pretty sure it won't come to that. I think we just need to stick around to confirm that the pageant is the cause of all the trouble."

That sounded much simpler. "Oh, okay. I'll see you there."

No sooner did he click off and put away his phone did Mina come out her door.

They looked at each other. "Did you just get called?" Trunks asked.

"Yeah, I'm going to the pageant with the rest of you."

If she'd been called too then everyone else must have been as well, Trunks reasoned, thinking of how Amy would be there as well. A genuine feeling of impatience filled him.

He smiled and held out his hand. "Want a lift?"

To Be Continued………

Thank You's:

Miroku-has-Darkness: Sort of. It's coming undone little by little on its own. As of this chapter (and chapter three) Trunks has feelings for both girls, but now his feelings for Amy are becoming stronger, and now that he knows the feelings he had for Mina were fake, he can focus on fighting them on his own (and with Tylenol) and getting his real memories back, which he still doesn't have.

FilmMaker: Once again a later update, but it is a bit earlier than the previous ones were. I'm slowly getting better :)

Cici Linne: Hi, thanks for the review, and Trunks should be getting his memories back really soon. :-)