Hello, everyone. I know I've been MIA for a couple weeks (combination between schoolwork and writer's block). However, I forced myself to crank this out today. It's my birthday and so I decided to give this as a gift to you. I really hope you like it! ^_^. I don't own DBZ.

Last time...

"Why didn't he tell me?" she asked Gohan brokenly.

Gohan was at a loss for words. He knew exactly why Hercule didn't tell Videl that he had stolen credit for the defeat of Cell from an eleven year old boy who had just lost his father. It would damage his reputation and that faith his daughter had in him would be gone in an instant. Wisely, he chose not to say anything. Instead he just held the girl, running his fingers through her long, dark locks.

He really wanted to know what she thought of him now that she knew everything. But he did realize that he had practically destroyed her perception of the world in a few short sentences. Instead, he got under the covers with her, held her against his chest, and stroked her back until she fell asleep. He could wait.

Desires of the Heart...

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Early the next morning, Lime's eyes opened but quickly shut as harsh sunlight assaulted her pupils. She groaned as her muscles ached with the small effort. What exactly happened last night? All she could remember was being cold; really cold. Squinting, she tried again, looking the other way at the unfamiliar surroundings. All she could see around her were small rocks and dirt. She carefully chanced a glance towards the light and was amazed to see the beautiful view. She knew she was at a pretty high elevation, judging from the bird's-eye view of the forest. But where exactly was she, she had no idea.

She felt an arm snake around her waist and jumped to look at the person behind her. She visibly relaxed once she realized it was Mirai. Still tired and very sore, she snuggled into his arms, welcoming the warmth his body provided. Still feeling rather chilly, she turned in his arms to face him tucking her head under his chin. She blushed slightly as her fingers roamed the muscles of his bare chest. She stuck her bare feet in between his legs, trying to get as much warmth as she could out of her boyfriend. Just as she was about to drift into dreamland, she felt a small jolt of pleasure.

Cracking one eye open, she saw that Mirai's arm had moved and had brushed against her bare nipples, causing them to harden. She jumped as the action registered. Oh my Kami! Oh my Kami! Oh my Kami! Why am I topless? Hesitantly she looked down and realized the rest of her clothes were missing too! Crap! Why am I naked? Fearing the worst, she looked over at Mirai and realized that he too was nude. She blushed hotly as her eyes roamed his bare frame. Unlike with Gohan who didn't care who saw him in a state of undress, she had never seen Mirai naked in the three years she had known him. Bulma and ChiChi had often told her that the Saiyans were well-endowed. She, herself saw the proof on Gohan way too often, yet the size of Mirai's manhood surprised her. She could help but feel a little nervous. Oh my Kami, if that what it looks like now, how big does it get when it's hard?

Shaking off her sudden apprehension, Lime steeled her resolve. Now she really needed to know what happened last night. She realized she felt no pain between her legs so she assumed they didn't have sex. Taking another quick glance at her surroundings, she realized they were in a tiny cave. They were not lying on a blanket as she had assumed, but a patch of soft dirt. Noticing their clothes were spread flat on the ground, she was sure they didn't have sex. There was no way they would have been neatly spreading out their clothes. Yet none of the previous night's activities resurfaced in her memory. Why was it that that all she could remember was feeling cold?

Realizing she was getting nowhere, Lime decided to go straight to the source. Feeling a bit self-conscious, she tried to retrieve her clothes. However, Mirai was having none of it. He pulled her tighter against his body causing their bodies to brush intimately. Lime's cheeks now resembled a fire truck. Well I guess there's no way to avoid this. I could either lie here until he wakes up and have awkward moment later or wake him up and have awkward moment now. Giving one last sigh, she thought, 'Might as well get it over cool, Lime.'

She shook Mirai's shoulder but got no response. Sighing, she resorted to the one way she knew would wake any Saiyan from the dead. "Mirai, wake up! Breakfast is ready!" she said into his ear. Like magic, Mirai's eyes instantly opened as he searched wildly for the desired food. As his vision focused, he noticed Lime inches away from his face, looking at him. A lazy smile crossed his features. "Good morning, beautiful," he whispered before leaning over and giving her a soft kiss.

Lime smiled happily, enjoying the feel of his lips on hers. She realized he hadn't noticed their condition but she knew that wouldn't last long. "Good morning. Mind letting me go?" Lime whispered as they broke the kiss.

Mirai looked down and saw his arm tightly coiled around her waist, but not before he caught sight of her naked breasts. They were larger than he expected but perfectly shaped. Her dusky nipples hardened from the cool breeze. Blood rushed to both his face and his groin as his brain documented the picture. No doubt this image would be coming back to haunt him in the very near future. Realizing he was staring, Mirai shyly took a glance at Lime's embarrassed, yet slightly pissed off face.

"Um… I…uh…Lime…erm…" Mirai stuttered pathetically, his voice an octave higher than usual as his eyes darted between her eyes and her breasts. He stopped his useless routine as he noticed Lime's arched brow. Following her gaze, he noticed his not-so-little man was already at half mast. Blushing even brighter, he studied the dirt below as he quickly moved his hands to cover his crotch.

Lime was the first to break the silence. "So… do you mind telling me what happened last night?" she asked impatiently.

Mirai stared at his toes. He couldn't look her in the eye without picturing her chest all over again. "We got caught in the storm. All our clothes were wet and you were practically hypothermic. So I undressed us and we went to sleep. I promise I didn't look! Well….I did but I wasn't paying attention. Well… until five minutes ago and um…You're just so gorgeous and…" he babbled on, his cheeks becoming redder and redder.

He stopped as Lime cupped his chin between her palms and forced him to look at her. "Don't worry about it. You did the right thing," she said before kissing him softly.

Mirai heaved a sigh of relief which was reduced to a moan as Lime's pelvis brushed against his excitement. The kiss immediately grew more heated as the two tumbled on the floor, Mirai landing on top of Lime. As his tongue slipped past her lips, he began trailing his hands over her body, eventually landing at the supple curves of her derriere. Squeezing the mounds, he brought their hips even closer, causing Lime to moan as his fully erect member pressed against her core. As Mirai trailed kisses down Lime's neck, one of his hands left her ass and travelled up her body to her left breast, massaging it. Lime squeaked at the action and let out a moan as he flicked her nipple.

Breathless, the two separated, their eyes communicating that what they really wanted was each other. Right there, in that moment, they gave themselves to each other in body and soul.

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Sharpner opened his eyes groggily, staring at the wall of their small hut. He blushed in embarrassment as the events of the previous night rushed over him. He had cried like a little baby in front of Erasa, the girl he was desperately in love with. What did she think of him now? Sure he had been emotional around her before but that was before he saw her for what she really was: his soulmate.

Taking a glance over at her, Sharpner noted that she was still asleep. Taking advantage of the situation he decided to go take a bath while she was still out of it. Ducking out of the hut, he stretched his cramped muscles. Feeling a small weight on his shoulder, he looked over to find Kero, flapping his wings lazily at him.

"Good Morning, buddy," he said.

Kero flitted about his head before landing on Sharpner's shoulder.

"Sorry about last night," he continued.

The butterfly flapped his wings one to let the blond boy know he was listening.

"I just really miss my mom, you know?" Sharpner said quietly. "But I guess you don't know. You probably never even met your mom huh?"

As they approached the river, Kero flitted off his shoulder to allow the boy to undress. Sharpner hesitated as he stripped down to his boxers, debating whether not he should remove the remaining garment in case the girl sleeping nearby woke up. Deciding to keep them on in case she woke up, he dived quickly into the frigid water. Ignoring his body's protests, Sharpner rather stayed under water until he got used to the temperature. After washing the dirt and sweat off his body, he decided to get some exercise in by swimming the width of the stream a few times. When that grew monotonous, he decided to adapt Gohan's meditation techniques for his situation. Clearing his mind, he took a few deep breaths and dove under water, resurfacing only when his lungs screamed for air. Soon the boy lost track of the time as he lost himself in the calm of the river. As he came back to reality he resurfaced for the last time, never expecting that he would see Erasa in her underwear standing inches away from him on the shore.

The blonde girl pedaled back, shrieking as her friend emerged suddenly from the depths of the stream, soaking her to the bone. She was just washing her face and was about to take a quick bath. "Sharpner Pencil! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she yelled.

Sharpner tried to keep a straight face but the sight of her short blonde locks sticking every which way reminded him of Gohan's little brother. Her longer bangs hung limply over her eyes reminding him of a soaked puppy. Not to mention the cuteness of her attempted glare. The next thing either of them knew Sharpner had doubled over in laughter.

Erasa narrowed her eyes and pouted cutely which made Sharpner laugh even harder. "Stop laughing at me, you big jerk!" she screamed. Seeing at she was getting no response from him she slipped into the water and shoved him as hard as she could, causing the blonde boy to topple over landing face first in the river.

It was her turn to laugh as Sharpner emerged, dripping wet, his long hair draped over his head like a mop. Glaring at the girl, Sharpner used his arm to create a wave that knocked her off her feet.

Erasa opened her mouth in shock and wiped her wet hair out of her eyes. A rare smirk graced her features before she stated, "Oh, it is so on."

Right then, an all out war broke out between the teens. Peals of laughter and happy shrieks tore through the air while Kero happily flitted above their heads.

Counteracting Erasa's advances, Sharpner began wading even deeper into the stream, knowing full well that Erasa couldn't swim. He raised an eyebrow in challenge as the water got to his upper chest which was about Erasa's height. He knew she wouldn't dare venture any further. "Sorry princess, I think we both know who won this fight," he said smugly, kissing his biceps.

That statement was shot down the drain when Erasa launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and coiling her legs tight around his waist. On instinct alone he wrapped his arms around her butt to hold her up. He shivered as her warm breath tickled his wet ear. "Honey, I'm just getting started," she whispered into his ear, sending peals of excitement running through his veins. He was at a loss for words. He had always known Erasa was quite the flirt but hearing her toy with him like that sent him over the edge. Raising his head to look at her, he found she was, just like last night inches away from him.

She tilted her head curiously at his intense expression. Before he could wimp out Sharpner leaned in and pressed his lips to hers roughly. Erasa squeaked at the sudden contact, her eyes wide open. But in a second, her eyes fluttered closed and she returned his kiss, moaning into his mouth, a sound that made his blood rush straight to his groin. He trailed one hand down her side, smoothing against the bare skin of her stomach. Her hands played with the hair on the nape of his neck sending shivers down his spine.

The broke the kiss, panting heavily, their foreheads still touching. Erasa was the first to break the silence between them. "Why did you do it?" she whispered.

"Why did you respond?" Sharpner countered. Seeing the annoyed look on Erasa's face he amended, "Because it felt right. I wanted to. I just know that every time I you and another guy together, I get insanely jealous. I swear if I could, I would have knocked that police officer's teeth out. I thought I was just being over protective but it's more than that. I guess what I'm trying to say is: I really like you, Erasa. N-not just as a friend. More than that." He looked down into the riverbed, avoiding her eyes before whispered, "Actually I love you."

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Reviews please? It would be a lovely birthday present! ^_^