Disclaimer: What's worst of saying that I own these two series? Going King tipping… Well, since I don't want to be sued, then I'll tell the truth… I don't either Sailor Moon or Dragon Ball Z, though I wished I owned Vegeta. That would be awesome to have, just in case someone threatening your life you can just whip him out at anytime… or ya know have him as eye candy lol.

Fourteen

"Are you ok?" Trunks asked as he picked me off the ground, hugging and holding me close to his body. I could feel him placing butterfly kisses on the top of my head as I nodded. "That's good. It's going to be ok from now. You know that I love you, right?" Again I nodded and Trunks and I went skipping into the sunset with holding hands.

And we lived happily ever after.

Pst, yeah right.

That's what I hoped it would happen but instead this is how it really went down.

Trunks stood there staring at me as I scrambled to my feet. He was visibly trembling with what I could only imagine to be a vast array of emotions. Shock, anger and a feeling of betrayal were the feelings that I only could guess he was going through.

I opened my mouth but found that I had nothing to say. I had no excuse, no way to talk myself out of this mess. My screams and Vegeta had made it perfectly clear as to what had happened. Even if I had the faintest idea or way to talk myself out of this, the room would be a dead give away. It reeked of our activities.

Trunks stood silent for the longest time, his blue eyes seemed to be piecing my own. My mind screamed and begged for him to just say something. After about ten minutes had past, he finally took a step forward and spoke.

"Tell me he forced you." His voice betrayed his body, coming out smooth and evenly; he straightened himself, his back muscles contracting. "Tell me that and I'll believe you."

I couldn't believe that Trunks was giving me a scapegoat but without even thinking over the consequences I knew I couldn't take it. It would have been wrong to lie like that and it would have made matters worst, not better.

"N-" Before I could even get the 'o' past my lips a hand came out of nowhere and slapped me across the face sending me flying back. While clutching my cheek I look at him utterly horrified.

His blue eyes seemed to have iced over, "Tell me he forced you and I'll believe you." He repeated and again I shook my head in denial. He lunged at me, clutching me by my shoulders. "Tell me. Tell me he forced you," He shook me in time with his every syllable and before I knew it I had tears streaming down my face.

Glaring down at me I could feel his hold tighten on me painfully as his eyes flashed turquoise. For a moment I thought that he might turn super but fortunately for me that moment past when he slumped over, almost laying his forehead on my shoulder.

Trunks laughed, the sound didn't relieve me in the slightest but instead caused nothing but fright. This laughter, though wasn't the good natured one I was used to, was one filled with nothing but bitterness and malice. It shook my very core. "I can't believe this… not even three weeks ago I was ready to tell you how I felt about you… and now come to find out… you're fucking my father like some cheap slut." His voice was barley above a whisper but his words held so much power that each syllable felt like a knife to my fragile heart.

"In our own home too, you couldn't even bother to leave the sanity of our house could you?" Trunks paused, giving me an opportunity to answer but I stayed silent. "I'm such a fucking idiot," He pushed me away so that he could look me in the eye. "Tell me how long has this been going on for?"

I couldn't have answered him even if I wanted to; my words as well as my voice had just died in my throat.

Trunks shook me violently and again his eyes flashed to turquoise, "Tell me damnit! Come on I want to know every juicy detail. Don't you think you owe me at least that for destroying my family?!" Letting go of my shoulders, he pushed me back with such force that it nearly knocked me over. I scurried back, running into the bed frame.

His smile scared me; it seemed to be filled malevolence. "Come on; tell me where does he usually fuck you? In the gravity room possibly? Everyone knows he practically lives there. Or is he a gentleman and actually take you inside and do you on a bed? Huh?" Again he pushed me, if I hadn't caught myself I would have landed onto of the bed.

I could almost see the wheels in his mind turning and I knew that his rage was getting the better of him. I needed to snap him out of it for both of our sakes but I hadn't the faintest clue how.

Before my mind could even process my own thoughts I felt Trunks pushing me down onto the bed. "Was it on a bed? Who's bed exactly? Did my precious daddy fuck you on my mommy's bed or did you two do it on mine?" His voice took on a sinister tone and fearing the worst my instincts began to kick in.

Run!

Get the hell away from him!

Lifting up my upper body while cocking my arm back I swung on him- wait, pause… I know what you're thinking, what damage could I inflict against a fully trained male sayjin? Me. Usagi, who at most weighs one hundred and twenty five pounds. I was a girl who might have been trained in martial arts but was by no means a match against any of the full or half breeds of my species. Well, maybe it had been the fact that Trunks barley trained now a days, only when he was forced to by that man. Or maybe it had been the fact that I had caught him off guard. Or just maybe it had been the Special K energy bar I had that morning because, when my fist connected with his jaw for a moment, everything flashed in slow motion.

My fist hit, sending ripples of flesh across his face; the sound of flesh meeting flesh and his jaw bone crackling under the pressure echoed in my ear as Trunks was sent flying backwards off the bed.

For a brief moment, I felt like I was dreaming, everything felt so surreal. If someone had told me four weeks ago that I would have finally been able to fulfill my dream and hooked up with my crush then only to be betrayed by him in the end, ending up getting sold out to his son and getting into an altercation with him, I would have laughed. Having an affair with that man and then being betrayed by him seemed plausible (I mean he is a little evil, but hey that's apart of his charm) but fighting with Trunks? C'mon, we got into slight verbal battles but nothing ever major. He just annoyed the crap out of me sometimes but he was still my best friend.

A month ago I wouldn't have believed it, not for a second.

I would have just laughed.

And to think, this was my fault entirely.

It was due to my selfishness and stupid lust that had put us in this situation.

Just what had I done to our friendship?

In the spilt second that Trunks had fallen off the bed all these thoughts had flashed through my mind. But when I heard his groan upon colliding with the floor I knew that now wasn't the best time to be wondering off into dreamland.

I had to get the hell out of here.

I wasn't dealing with my best friend; calm, collected and gentle Trunks had disappeared, replaced by an instinctual creature that was running on pure rage.

Rolling onto my stomach, I tried to get on all fours and crawl off the bed but before I could even prop myself up I felt a cold hand wrap around my ankle. Looking over my shoulder I could practically feel Trunks's heated graze. "Just where do you think you're going?"

Effortlessly he flipped me over, crawling on top of me he easily pinned me down, holding my wrists above my head with one hand.

My body began to tremble as I feared for the worst. What was he planning to do to me? I couldn't even bring myself to look him in the eye for fear of what I might see this wasn't my Trunks. My loveable, goofy Trunks. A single lone tear escaped past my defenses, rolling down my cheek.

I flinched, closing my eyes when I saw Trunks's free hand coming towards my face.

To my utter surprise and shock his hand didn't strike me violently as it had earlier, instead he held my cheek in his hand. His thumb whipping away my tear as the palm of his hand caressed my face.

"I'm such a fool… a hopeless sap, because no matter what you do I can't stop loving you." He admitted while chuckling again. "You have no idea of the things I've done to keep you safe… all the experiences in life that I've denied myself to keep myself by your side. Do you have any idea how easy it would have been for me to do the same things you did with my father with some nameless girl? But, no I saved myself for you because I wanted you to be the only girl I ever had. First and last. Guess I'm just a stupid fool though."

Trunks's hand stopped caressing my cheek as he voice lowered an octave, "Do you think he'll love you?"

Stab.

"Did you think he'd actually leave my mom for you?"

Jab.

He laughed, "You're lying to yourself if you think he will. Trust me; this is the only place on this planet where he's still treated like royalty. He wouldn't give that up for you."

Kick.

"Face the facts Usagi; you're a cheap thrill for him. Something he used to make him feel young, powerful and important… needed again. 'Cause god only knows that my mother doesn't need him for anything."

Cut out my heart why don't you Trunks? His harsh words were crushing my heart because I knew they were the truth that I had long denied myself.

Trunks's harsh voice softened, "That's why you should choose me." While gasping my eyes widen, looking up his eyes were on my own but they seemed distant, lost. "You should learn to love me and become my woman. Leave him," He begged. "Stop this relationship you have with him."

Before I could even blink Trunks lowered himself and captured my lips with his own. His kiss was sweet and tender but I found that I couldn't respond. After a few moments he backed away, "I love you." He whispered against my lips before releasing my wrists and sliding off of me. Turning his back to me he made his way to the door, pausing at the doorframe. "Remember my words Usagi when you make your decision."

I wanted to tell him from the bottom of my heart how sorry I was for hurting him and I felt… I felt something for him but instead my voice and brain betrayed me. "You're not going to tell anyone about this? Especially your mother, are you?"

The words seemed to have come out on their own and for the life of me I couldn't have fathomed why I had asked him that.

Why?

I could watch in horror as my painful questions hit him. Visibly his whole body stiffened, "No. I would never betray you… ever." He admitted before disappearing out the door.

Mechanically I sat up, standing up and getting off the bed. I then walked over to the nearest window; sliding it open I crawled out of it, stepping onto the grass.

Without pausing to think I jumped into the air and headed towards Mount Paozu. I had gotten all the way to the forest that surrounded my home when I realized that I couldn't just waltz into my own home.

I was supposed to be in school right now.

My school probably had already contact my mother about me skipping classes.

And they'd want to know just how I had gotten home.

I knew that I couldn't have answered any of their questions, not in this state anyways. I needed to get away for second and think this out.

As I turned around and was about to descend towards the forest floor I ran face first into a wall.

Ow!

While mentally cursing I pulled away from the hard, chizled… warm?... wall.

Wait a second, this didn't seem right.

Pulling away I looked up to see my father's curious expression locked on my own. "Hi!" He said finally, a goofy smile gracing his face. For a second shock had flooded my senses causing me to lose my concentration. I plummeted towards the forest floor only to have been saved my father as he caught me easily by my wrist. Pulling me up by my wrist he held it slightly above his head so that we were seeing each other eye to eye.

My dad chuckled, "Guess you don't have this flying thing down quite yet." He looked up into the air as he thought, lowering us down to the forest floor as he did so. "Come to think of it, just who taught you to fly? I thought Chichi didn't want you to learn to fly." He said as he set me down.

He brought his face closer to my own, "Have you been crying?"

Without even stopping to think about it I jumped towards him, buried my face into his shoulder as I began to cry. He stiffened momentarily but, still wrapped his arms around me.

Poor dad, he was so good at handling matters like saving the world but handling girl emotions weren't his strong suit. I knew he was internally squirming and wondering just what to do or say. This had been the first time since I was five years old that I had actually cried on his shoulder. I think it freaked him out a bit.

"Shh, it's ok." He said, trying his best to calm me down.

I really have to give the man a medal because he never did once complain or force me to stop. He just held me until I was done crying.

I pulled away and much like he had done when I was five, he placed his hand on top of my head in comforting way. "Are you ok now?" He asked gently as I nodded. "What's wrong? Did something happen at school today?" He asked and I couldn't help but bite my trembling lip.

"Do you want to tell your mom instead?" I shook my head and he crossed his arms. "Well you have to tell one of us." He gently demanded. "If you're having problems at school or something we should know about it. Especially if you going to cry about them," He looked away slightly. "If you can't talk to me about them then you have to tell Chichi."

I too diverted my eyes, looking at the ground as I nodded my head. "It's not my problem; it's my one of my friend's problems actually. This girl I know named Luna," I lied smoothly while sparing him a glace to see if he had bought it.

He nodded once, "Must be something big if you're crying about it."

"Yeah, well she's a good friend and I feel bad for her."

"Ah, well tell me about Luna's problem, it might help you feel better." He grinned, "Your mom is always telling me that if I listen to her problems it helps her feel better."

While internally sighing I looked back up at him and then began to spin my tale. I told my father of a girl I knew named Luna who had a major, huge crush on this guy Yaten, who was like the idol that belonged in her dreams. She had liked him for a very long time but he didn't even acknowledge her existence. Finally one day he had finally decided to… umm… take her out on a date… yeah, a date. But, come to find out that it was a ploy to get back at one of his friends.

Meanwhile her best friend, Artemis is totally in love with her. She simply thought the two to be best friends but suddenly sometimes when she sees him her heart begins to race and throb. She doesn't understand her own feelings and things with Yaten had begun to get rocky.

Luna feels bad that's she's been used and when she tried to break up with Yaten, he confessed that he actually loves her. But, in the end he betrayed her and told Artemis that they were dating just to hurt him. Artemis was mad at first but told Luna that he still loves her and wants her to choose him.

But Luna doesn't know what to do now.

My dad held his chin in his hand, "Hmm, sounds to me that Luna already knows which one she wants."

I looked at my dad with a confused expression, "How do you figure that?"

"Easy, anyone could easily tell that she's loved Artemis all along. That feeling she sometimes gets when she's near him, her heart throbbing and racing that's the same feeling I get with Chichi." He stated simply.

"But- but what about Yaten?"

"Well it seems to me that she never loved him at all. It might have just been a simple infatuation; you said that Luna sees him as being her idol. Well idols are meant to be liked for there appearance and what they do for you…" His voice trailed off as he looked from side to side before leaning in closer to me, cupping his hand to whisper in my ear. "It could have just been lust." He back away and diverted his eyes, he looked slightly embarrassed.

As his words sunk in it was like a light bulb had gone off in my head.

Had I really loved Trunks all this time?

As my brain tried to wrap itself around this concept images of Trunks started flash through my mind and memories started to resurface suddenly my cheeks started to redden.

Doki, Doki.

Holy crap…

It was like I was finally coming to fully understand myself…

Maybe it was only my brain and loins that liked Vegeta while my heart solely belonged to Trunks.

"Let's go home Usagi, maybe your mom has started dinner already." My dad's voice broke me out of my thoughts as he lifted me up his arms and shot into the air. We made it to our house in record time and as we landed on our front lawn my mom came shooting out the front door, ladle in hand.

"Usagi, your school just called saying that you didn't show up to your afternoon classes! What happened?"

I gulped and unconsciously gripping my dad's gi.

"It's my fault Chichi; I went and got her at school. I was worried about her." My dad lied causing my eyes to widen.

My dad rarely ever lied!

This was big!

My mom nodded her head, "Well I'm just glad your ok. Why don't you run inside and get washed up."

"Ok," I said while getting out of my dad's arms. Before I raced inside I gave him a big hug and whispered thank you in his ear. He smiled at me and I turned and embraced my mother as well before racing inside.

I ran into my room and jumped on my bed.

It was strange, after all these years a simple peep talk with my father had explained so many things. But, unfortunately I knew that I had caused so much damage with Trunks already. I knew that my next step to fix our relationship would be a rocky one but one that I was willing to endure.

Because I finally knew that I wanted to be with Trunks.

Now, I just had to make things right so we could be together.

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An: Yah! That was a big step for Usagi… like I said; let's get these two crazy kids together! LoL. Bet you're all finally happy; now let's see what Usa has in store for Trunks in the next chapter.

And lets all thank my wonderful beta Aqua Tonic!

So sorry this took me a while to get out btw, I took a sleeping pill a couple of days ago that reeked havoc on my system. The first day I slept for 12 hours and the following day I slept for 16 hours. Then I lost my mojo. So, looking back at my original outline I realized that I missed a bunch of events and screwed some emotions up… It's defiantly less angst than I originally intended and I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I think I'm going to brainstorm on a new idea that I got that I'm not too sure about.

Meanwhile until I figure that out I'm currently finishing the second chapter of One Wish, go check that out and tom (Monday Jan 26) I'm planning on working solely on Death is only the beginning so be on the look out for that.

Pinky: Well you're the one that wanted spoilers. Thanks, and no I didn't have fun. I was half asleep and all I heard was "you have- a long word I can't pronounce- and go pick so and so meds, oh it's a chronic condition." Great two diseases I'll have for life.. yah!

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