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The Love of My Life

Chapter 4

Trunks woke up to see his mom with her head resting on her arms as she leaned on his bed. Trunks turned his head to look at his clock and saw that it was now 10:00 in the morning. He tried to sit up, but woke up Bulma.

"Oh, you woke up. Lay back down Trunks, you need to rest."

"No mom, I'm fine. Where's that girl? Is she okay?" Trunks asked, his voice groggy. There was a hint of concern for Sandy in his voice, even though he was in pain.

"Yes, and her name is Sandy. I left her to sleep on the couch."

Trunks nodded and lay back down on the bed, placing his hand on his head. "I feel terrible."

Bulma brushed the hair out of his face lovingly and kissed his forehead. "You know," Bulma said slyly, "She's really sweet. I think she would make a good girlfriend."

"Oh Mom!"

"What? She would!"

"I can't believe you mom. You're starting to remind me of Gohan's mother. Are you sure that you weren't the one who got hurt?"

"She's only a year younger than you and you two have so much in common," said Bulma, totally ignoring Trunks.

"Like what?" He asked skeptically.

Pausing to think, she said, "I don't know, go talk to her, I'm sure she has something in common with you. She'd be a perfect girlfriend. I mean it's not often that you find such a charming girl that hasn't been warped and crying constantly because of the androids. Now get up and go talk to her. Besides, there aren't that many humans left and who knows when you'll find another sweet girl like her…"

"I thought you wanted me to lay down and rest." Trunks tried to sink himself deeper into the bed and inched away from his mom, making it clear he didn't want to get up. He pulled the covers up over his face as an added bonus. His stubbornness reminded Bulma of his father. Bulma smiled at the fact that since he wasn't Vegeta and that she was his mom, she had an advantage over him and could make him do what she wanted. "He always eventually does what I want him too. He can never hold out on me for very long. Unlike his father."

"No, you're fine, now get up. Shoo!!" She tugged on his arm to get him up, careful not to hurt him.

Trunks reluctantly got up and walked over to Sandy who was already awake and watching the television. She looked up and smiled at him, glad to see that he was okay.

"Hey! You sure look better than you did yesterday," she said getting up to give him a hug while being careful not to hurt him or grip his back too tightly. She stood back after giving him a hug and eyed his bare, muscular chest.

Trunks blushed at the attention and reached up to scratch the back of his head. "Uh, yeah I heal kind of quickly…So how are you? I heard you scream…Are you okay?"

"Oh I'm okay. I got this though," she said lifting her arm, wincing slightly. Trunks gasped and frowned. He reached out to touch her arm.

"Did I do that to you? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, really I didn't."

"No, you didn't do it. The androids did," Sandy said matter-of-factly. After a few seconds of silence, she said, "I still can't understand why they let us go. They had every chance to kill us and they didn't. But don't worry about me, I'll be fine."

Trunks looked into her eyes for the first time since he had met her. "You're beautiful," he blurted without thinking. His eyes widened as he realized that he had said that comment out loud instead of just thinking it like he intended to.

"Thank you!" Sandy said smiling and blushing. She quickly got over it and said boldly, "You're very cute you know. I've never met a guy with purple hair though."

"Yeah, I got it from my grandpa."

"Oh I see."

Trunks kept looking in her eyes. He felt himself being drawn to her and he just had this urge to kiss her. "Maybe Mom was right," he thought as he leant in about to kiss Sandy. Then he heard a squeal from the other side of the room.

"Mom!!"

"Sorry!" Bulma said, running back to his room.

Trunks turned to Sandy again and began to kiss her. He was glad to find that she didn't mind and she kissed back. He heard blasts being shot and he pulled away looking towards the window behind him.

"Wow, those were some fireworks between us," Sandy said absently. "You know…I don't have a boyfriend," she hinted.

"Those aren't fireworks," Trunks said urgently, not taking the hint. "Come on, we have to get underground. Mom!! Hurry up!"

Trunks grabbed Sandy's hand and dragged her back towards his room, but stopped just outside of the door. Bulma was already there and was lifting a rug away from a trapdoor underneath it. She pulled it open and they climbed about 20 feet down into a makeshift bomb shelter. Trunks was the last to climb in and he made sure to lock the door behind him.

"Well we're going to be here a while," Bulma said solemnly as she turned on the lights to the bomb shelter.

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Next chapter is going to be out soon, but feel free to review the story so far!

~Lady Branwen~