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There's Something About You & I

The air was still as Jae walked along the side walk silently making her way to the high school. It had been a week since Trunks had stopped coming to pick her up from school. He had been driving for a while now and recently he had been asking Jae if she wouldn't mind walking home because he had practice after school. Jae being no fool knew that he was not in anything academic considering how he hated concealing his powers when it came to a competition. She wanted to get to the bottom of the situation. She barely ever saw him. When she was over his house he was never home. When she wanted to brawl he was always busy. What did she have to do, set an appointment to see him? Fuck that! She had to see him, talk to him, yell at him, God, something.

She made it to the parking lot right when everyone was getting in their cars and leaving. She put some pep into her step as she made her way to Trunks' spot.

His big lavender head came into view. He was leaning casually against his bark blue mustang, yet his back was facing her.

Once she got to him she lightly tapped him on the back.

It was either surprise or dread on his face as he turned to meet Jae's green eyes. Once his body was slightly turned Jae could see that there was a girl in front of him hence why he was leaning against his car like a weirdo.

Jae eyed the girl, which Trunks leaned in to cover, briefly. He could tell by the way Jae held her line of gaze which was now on his chest, that she was taken aback.

"So this is practice?" Jae mumbled leaning her head down and thinking to herself. ("She's pretty.")

"Jae listen don't be this way, not now okay." He whispered so the girl behind him wouldn't hear.

"Be what way?" She spoke loudly.

Trunks cringed at her abrasiveness. "Listen just go home and we can talk about it later." He said with a little more sharpness in his voice than intended.

A pressure built behind her eyes, but she didn't want him to see her cry.

"Fuck you…." She mumbled low before turning her back and walking off.

The moment he couldn't see her face she let the tears fall.

"Who was that?" She could hear the girl ask him.

"Ah, no one. Just some kid who hangs out with my sister." He replied.

The tears wouldn't stop.

{Two days later.}

Jae walked alongside the chattering Bra as they explored more stores, yet Jae's mind was far from content with shopping. She was too concerned about how Trunks was acting like such an asshole lately. Since that day in the parking lot she hadn't seen him. He didn't respond to her when she called his cell, and neither did he leave his door unlocked so she could sleep in his room at night. Well he had stopped that a while back, but he at least then didn't leave a note on his door that said, "Don't you dare think I am opening the door Jae. Go away."

The fact that he was avoiding her ate away at a piece of her heart. It was a painful yet indefinable ache that beckoned the attention of her mind night and day.

Even as her and Bra walked into a new store, Jae's mind was lost in thought.

"Jae." Bra yelled bumping her on the shoulder.

"Yea." Jae spoke drowsily as if thinking so much made her exhausted.

"What's wrong with you? You haven't been listening to word I've said have you?" Bra asked.

"No - sorry." Jae said embarrassed.

"It's Trunks isn't it?" She asked.

"How did you know?" Jae responded.

"Because I am spending more time with you. A few weeks ago I couldn't break you from his grasp." She laughed hoping to ease the tension in the air, but upon noticing Jae's frown she continued. "You wanna tell me about it?"

As soon as Jae raised her head to speak she heard a familiar voice in the aisle beside them.

It was a couple of girls, and one specifically sounded beyond memorable.

Ignoring the confused Bra, Jae slowly eased her way to the next aisle to take a peek, still holding her bewildered look.

There were three girls, one of them from the other day in the parking lot with Trunks. Jae walked up to the three chattering girls till she stood right behind them.

"So are you guys technically dating now?" One of them asked.

"Yea, I know it has only been two days, but I really like him." The girl responded.

Jae felt a burning sensation in her stomach. Was it jealousy?

Before she could rationalize her feeling, she tapped the girl on her shoulder.

The brunette quickly turned around and looked down at Jae with an amazed look.

"Hey aren't you the kid from the other day?" She asked.

Jae looked up to her not sure if she should respond with a punch in her face or actual words.

"If there is anything to know about Trunks is that- he isn't a good guy." Jae spoke swiftly with so much hate hidden in her tone.

"You mean he is a bad boy?" One of the other girls asked.

"No, I'm saying he uses girls. He dates them so he will look cool, and boost his reputation. Trust me, if you knew him like I know him you wouldn't dare think about dating him."

"And how do you know him? Just because you walk with his sister?" The brunette asked with a major attitude.

"No- I dated him before. We broke up last week." Jae almost yelled back.

All three of the girls looked dumbfounded by her comment.

"Ew. He dated a middle school kid." She said in disgust.

They whispered to themselves for a second and then before walking away the brunette replied, "Thanks for the info."

Once they were gone Jae stood there very unsure of herself.

When she heard someone clear their throat behind her she quickly turned around.

"What was that all about?" Bra asked.

It was a mixture of love and hate that swirled around her mind as she moved past Bra ready to leave. It was too late to regret what she said, and how she said it, but that didn't stop her from cursing herself on the inside.

{ The next day after school.}

Jae sat in Bra's room till she had gotten back from her chore. She laid there on the bed unconsciously looking at the TV. While no voices reached her mind. She had imagined that today would be the day that the brunette broke it off with Trunks. She only hoped that is was what would happen to send him running to her to console him, so everything would go back to normal. She thought wrong.

Seconds later the door to Bra's room swung open with a loud bang to create a jump from the frightened Jae.

"How could you?" Trunks yelled marching in the room with his energy so powerful that it swirled around him.

How did she not feel him coming; right now his power was suffocating.

So she laid there like a terrified, quivering baby, as he continued with his angry rant.

"You're so conniving, so jealous, and childish that you would go behind my back just to lie to her." He was next to the bed now looking down on her. His anger becoming violent waves of striking air that crashed down on her.

"Trunks—I."

"NO!" He yelled not letting her get another word in. A moment passed as his rage seemed to recede but not fade. No longer was she being thrashed with slaps of air. His head was held low, but the energy around him was still red and threatening.

"I hate you." His words were clear. Maybe that's why Jae felt them harder than if he stumbled or quarried about his sentence.

"That's what I get for having a kid as a friend." He looked at her with those blue eyes that seemed shadowed by a dark storm that brewed within himself.

"Thanks for ruining my life Jae." He left her with those words. A girl as tough as her would easily shake them off, if she wasn't blindly in love.

Five Years Later

His tee shirt was huge on me. It smelt so good. Even though Mirai was Trunks just the older version, they seemed so different. Mirai smelt like Trunks, but with a hint of mint. Maybe it was his cologne? Whatever it was it definitely made me light-headed. It was so strong and over powering, but in that can't get enough sense.

I was huddled under his covers lying on my side and he was behind me, I think lying on his back. I was too shy to actually turn and look. Besides I was still completely naked underneath his huge tee-shirt. So there I was in bed with nothing but a big cottony shirt on next to an older and sexier version of the love of my life.

And to top it all off, I couldn't fall asleep!

"A lot on your mind?" He mumbled lightly next to me catching my attention in surprise.

I shuffled a bit. "Yea—I can't sleep." I mumbled.

He laughed. "Me either."

It was silent for what felt like minutes. Then I got the guts to say—something.

"So with you being Trunks' future self—you know everything that he's done or will do, right?" I asked a bit hesitant on actually knowing the answer to my next question.

"Yea—but I can't remember everything- you know, and with me being here there's a great chance I am altering the future little by little."

"Yea, I know." I mumbled.

"What's on your mind Jae bird. You know you can tell me." He stated. I felt him shuffle and his chest slowly pressed to my back and his breath trailed along my neck.

I blush cringing from the close contact. I knew I could tell Trunks anything whether if it was past him, now him, or future him. Yet—what was the purpose of my curiosity? What was I going to gain other than information that may not do me any good?

I tried to turn over making him scoot a bit away from me. I was now facing him as we both lay on our sides. I couldn't help but gaze at his features; he was so much alike but so different from Trunks.

Instead of admiring his body I looked back to his eyes, which were on me. The moon struck them just right that they shone a bright baby blue.

"W—where did Trunks go tonight?"

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You know what I mean." I said a bit upset.

He looked away for a second and then looked back at me. "Well from what I remember—he—well I stayed at Marcy's."

"Di—did you sleep with her?" I asked uncertain.

"Will it change your opinion of me?" He asked earnestly.

"No—it's just—never mind." I said turning over quickly.

I heard him sigh. "You're so young Jae."

"Yea obviously not good enough too." I was upset and I knew he could tell by my words. I pulled the blanket close to my face to catch my near bound tears.

"Jae bird, listen."

"No—I don't want to hear any more of your lies. All my life I've had to see you run off with girl after girl. And not once did I question you or your choices in women."

"I can understand your frustration." He mumbled. I felt him slowly rub my shoulder.

He was trying to act understanding. He can't understand! How can you understand real love? You can't!

"You have no idea how much I love you!" I sat up fiercely and turned to look at him with so much rage that was teased by heartache. "You always provoked me with your, I love you too Jae, but I know you didn't mean it. I know you only said it to make me feel better." I was crying so much. Why couldn't I stop?

"I want to hate you so much." I pressed my hands of his chest in hopes to push him, but I felt so weak. "But every day it seems like I love you even more." It was as though I was defeated. My emotions got the best of me, and they let me have it. I was passionately exhausted, and it was his fault. It was his fault for not loving me the way I deserved to be loved.

"I—." He started. I looked up to him, my hands still on his chest.

He brought one hand up to embrace one of mine. "I wish—you only knew the amount of love I have for you."

He sat up and our lips came together none too willingly. My tears were gone; the only thing left was rage and surprise. He let go of my hand and pulled me to him, keeping me in the kiss by placing his hand on my back. I was in his lap and my hands were crushed between both of ours chests, but that didn't stop me from trying to push him away. Right when I thought I was about to suffocate he pulled back.

My tear stained face hung low. This was so confusing.

"We grew up together Jae. What love isn't more natural?"

"As natural as you turning down a beautiful woman." I retorted.

He laughed.

"It's not funny! You know why it isn't natural? Because the only reason why you want me is because I'm in heat. It's hormones, nothing else."

"I haven't pounced on you like the now Trunks does, have I?" He asked still holding me in that tight embrace.

"N—No."

"I'm not some hormonal kid, Jae. What I feel for you is pure, real—infinite."

I could feel tears building up behind my eyes. I tried to hold them back, but it pained my throat and heart more than anything.

"What about—when you leave? What then?" I choked out. My nose was so stuffy from all the crying I was sure that I sounded ridiculous.

He smiled and placed his forehead to mine; his grip finally loosening.

"Don't worry about that—okay." He whispered closing his eyes.

Our foreheads were still connected, and his eyes were still closed. I starred at his cool and relaxed face. If what he said was true—then I shouldn't regret…

I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. This time he was a bit surprised. My hands moved from his chest to his shoulders. My legs were spread to each side of his; I hovered over his lap rather than just sitting. It didn't take him long to partake in the kissing, after the first 30 seconds he was leading me. It was a sensual closed mouth kiss, but then it turned into something more. I felt him begin to rub my back. It was slow, but it made me feel valuable. I wanted to take it further. I bit on his lower lip slightly. He opened his eyes to look at me, and see the contained feral desire. It was nothing like when I kissed Trunks. With him it was about dominating and being dominated. I just wanted to fuck and be appreciated at the same time.

I wanted Mirai in a way that felt real. I knew it wasn't something I was going to regret.

He opened his mouth to invade mine. Our tongues rubbed and ran against each other. He tasted like mint too.

I got a bit more aggressive, by leaning up higher. I pushed him back more so that he would have to raise his head to keep kissing. My body was dominating, yet he was still only rubbing my back.

Hell I didn't have any underwear on! He should be going to town down there, not this sensual rubbing crap.

Mirai's lips left mine unexpectedly. He took a deep breath and smiled at me.

"Do you know the difference between making love and fucking?" He asked.

The F word sent shivers down my spine. I obviously wasn't in the making love mood. But to answer his question, "It's—when two people feel a certain way toward each other—and." Hell what was making love? I knew it was when two people really love each other and they do it, but what happens if they fall out of love?

"You should wait till you have an understanding of the two before you give up something precious."

"Why—do you have to talk to me like I'm a child?" I asked reaching down to place my hand on his crotch.

He jumped in surprise. I felt his hard cock through his boxers; I lightly fiddled to try and ease my way through the fabric.

"You don't have to masturbate while thinking about me when I'm right here. You can fuck me." I whispered into his ear feeling goose bumps cover his skin.

I squeezed him and he grunted in response.

"Please…fuck me." I mumbled.

I was definitely out of my right mind, though considering how he didn't protest or decide to lecture me; I leaned in and kissed him. The kiss was rougher, my grip was tighter, and he was more willing.

Was I technically raping him?

The feel of his muscles beneath my palms only fueled my desire. I could tell he wanted it too; otherwise he wouldn't still be kissing me.

I found myself still hovering over his lap. His hands rested on my back and on my leg, so he gave me no hint to sit.

Kissing a bit harder I scooted up some, making sure that when I did plant my bottom, I placed it exactly where I wanted it. His cock pressed against my ass and I slowly rub along it.

I slowly eased myself down while pushing my hands through his long hair. It was so soft.

I sat in his lap and gave a good grind. He took a deep breath in, breaking our kiss but leaving out lips grazing.

"I need you Mirai, and I know you need me too." I spoke no higher than a whisper. I pressed myself to him again.

He took in another deep breath, but this time he laughed.

"If only you could handle me." He opened his eyes; they had a devious yet playful look to them. His hand on my thigh tightened almost painfully. If I were human I would have surely bruised. The hand that was on my back went under my ass. He lifted me then set me on my back none to gently. I landed with a flop and he leaned in over me.

The initial desire slowly retreated. "Handle you…" I mumbled.

He leaned down and put his lips against my ear. "I'm bigger than Trunks in more than one way."

My body went cold which followed a quick shake. I knew how bad I wanted sex, but I never thought about how much it would hurt.

I felt his hand wonder the inside of my thigh.

"You're so willing, how bad do you want me to fuck you?" He asked sternly.

"—Fuck."

He spread my legs so that he could lay his own in-between them. "That's what you want right, to be fucked senseless. You're too afraid to get it from Trunks, but you'll seduce it out of me." His hand ran across my stomach which slowly brought up the tee shirt.

I was back to the shy, meek me. I did want it, but not like this.

I jumped when a loud banging came from the door. Some reason while I was looking at the door expectant that someone would come crashing in, Mirai kept his eyes on me with a small smile.

"Hey you two!"

It was Vegeta.

"There will be no fucking in this house until Bulma is off the rag!" He yelled. "If I can't get any, you all can't either!"

I blushed as my stomach churned. It was a mixture of what just happened and the thought of Vegeta getting it on with Bulma.

"I could take you into the shower and show you what I was really thinking about doing to you." Mirai whispered in my ear.

I felt the end of the shirt graze my hip. I panicked.

"Oh—wait look at the time—no sexy time o'clock—darn and I was really looking forward to it." I laughed very much so nervous. I eased my way from under him, fixed the tee shirt and headed for the door. "See you later good night." I said quickly opening and then shutting the door behind me.

As soon as I was safely out the door I was met with an angry looking Vegeta.

He did a slight "Hmph," and walked away.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as I walked back to Bra's room.

I never thought I could be seduced out of having sex.

A: N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter not much juicy sexy time but there will be more. Tell me how much you liked it and can't wait for the next chapter. Love you all honey buns.