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Forgetting To Remember: Chapter 14: Lavender Reek
"There is no way you can do that!" I giggled as my hands clenched my stomach for balance.
The corners of his mouth twitched up into a grin as he threw a grape across the room and then zoomed to have his mouth catch it. He threw up his hands in victory and ran along the walls of my apartment. "Trunks Briefs has just proved Son Pan wrong! What will he do next!?" he cheered.
I shook my head at his childish actions. "You're such a kid," I chuckled under my breath.
He seemed to pick up on it because when I looked up he was hovering over me, creepy style. He cocked his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "Ehem, what was that?"
I looked into his eyes and slowly inched my hand to the nearest pillow. Once I grabbed hold of it, I smiled brightly at him. "That you're a kid!" I yelled as I slapped him with the feather filled cloth case.
He took it to the face and cackled when he got me in the torso with another pillow. "Look who's talking!"
My arm was ready to take a swing at him with my pillow, but his quickly pinned it down. Reflexes kicked in and my left arm was set to hit him with another pillow, but as luck would have it, he pinned that one down too. I was beneath him, flat on the bed, stomach up and facing him.
We stared each other down for what seemed like hours. Both of us trying not to laugh before the other one. Just as his left eyebrow arched up, I lost it and laughed until my cheeks hurt.
My arms were still pinned down by him, leaving me no room to cover my blushing cheeks. His face remained stone still, like he was thinking about something. I started to try to bring him back to reality. "Uh… Trunks? You okay-"
I would have finished my sentence, if it weren't for my teenage fantasy coming to life. My eyes flew open as his stayed shut tight. Was… was I kissing Trunks? I couldn't focus… In fact, my mind was just spinning in circles.
So many years of wondering what it would feel like to have his breath mix with mine. Almost half of my life wondering if I could ever be gifted with that feeling. And here I was… experiencing… pure nirvana.
My heart was slamming back and forth, beating faster. I could literally feel my blood rush inside my body. Trunks and I kept our lips forced together. Taking occasional breaks to breathe that only lasted a second. The heat from our mouths made our faces moist and warm. His nose poked at mine, making it uncomfortable, but I ignored it.
The increasing beats of my heart pumped blood to my brain, as I tried to comprehend what in the hell was going on. Just as I began to shut my eyes and relax, he began to softly suck on my bottom lip, making me gasp while the purple haired freak smirked and properly introduced our tongues.
I was trying to focus as he kept coming on, his arms still pinning me down. In a snap his hands let go of mine and raced to grasp my hips. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck to draw him closer to me.
My breath was running out as he kept coming. His hands roamed the sides of my body down to my hips, which were locked safely underneath his.
Our lips stopped moving when a yawn came from my mouth. I stared blankly at him, embarrassed.
His eyes became playful when he arched an eyebrow. "Am I really that boring?" he grinned.
Giggles came out of me as I rolled my eyes at his reaction. "Seems like it Briefs…" I choked out. I felt really icky. We were sweating and looked like a couple of kids who had just ran away from the cops. I let my hands fall to my forehead as his body remained hovering over me.
His eyes stared at my hair for a while before his hand swept my bangs away. "You can be a brat sometimes, you know that?"
I laughed in a huff motion. "Pot calling the kettle black! You're not exactly Mr. Perfect!" I was lying through my teeth. He was perfect…
"Psh. Scoot over you demon," he smiled as I laid stone still. My retaliation against him failed because he was underneath me in one quick motion.
I now had my head on his chest, close enough so that he could plop his chin on it. He had both my hands glued to his. "Trunks…"
"Hmm?"
"You reek…"
"Of hotness?"
"Gnnn…"
"Just go to sleep you knuckle head…"
Trunks' POV
Holy crap what am I doing!? You are a stupid jerk, Trunks Briefs! I knew I shouldn't have kissed her…
When it looked like she was just knocked out I tucked her in and wandered around the apartment. What the hell had I just done?
The little girl whom I had seen grow up before my eyes was moments ago letting me kiss her. To taste her very essence…
Why the hell don't I feel as bad as I should? Marron is everything to me. The love of my life…. So why is it so easy for me to just… kiss another woman?
Why was Pan so damn inviting? What is the stupid little twinge I get in the pits of my being when I'm around her? Is it the alien blood coursing through our veins causing such an attraction?
It's not like I never noticed Pan wasn't good looking beforehand. I just simply chose to dump it into a "cute" category in which I was safe from it expanding into something much more serious and detrimental to my relationship with Marron.
Don't get me wrong, Marron is drop dead gorgeous, but Pan is someone with whom you'd have to do a double take. But I never allowed myself to think of her that way. To me Pan was simply a girl who is family. Nothing more. Because… I couldn't let it be anymore…
So that's it… I couldn't let myself have feelings for Pan? If I had let myself, how might the situation have changed?
What the hell is the reason for me never being able to let myself have feelings for this girl? Was it because my relationship with Marron was just too important to me or was it because she's my best friend's niece?
Or is it because of our major age difference? Either way… The fact remains that I do love her… but not in the way a man could love a woman. I love her as a person… She is very important to me and it's eating me up inside that she won't receive any help….
I'm sure we could have her cured in a lick but… She wants to die. And it's all because she refuses to see me at another woman's side.
I wonder… What if I had let myself fall for Pan? How our relationship might change everything around us.
What am I gonna do with myself when's she's gone? Will I be able to just go back to Marron afterwards?
I gripped my hair in confusion. And it was only 7 o'clock.
TOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG…. Fur realzies! I'm sorry… I had some problems I had to deal with.
Also, I'm in my second year of high school and have taken on AP classes that unfortunately take up most of my time. Sooo… yeah.
Here we go with the hot sexiness… not really. Final chapter on the 13th of November… If anyone guesses why, I'll let you have a sneak peek.
So what's up with Trunks!? Oh gosh… so much fun! Momo out!