She anxiously waited in the convenient store bathroom stall. She hated doing it here, but her anxiety getting the best of the blonde hair female. She could hear Su pace outside the stall. The white sandals screeching across the yellow tile floor. They had asked the limo driver Mr. Henderson to pull over to the small Chevron gas station about 30 miles outside Capsule Corporation headquarters. "Maz….anything?" Su asked impatiently her own nerves getting riled up for her blonde hair friend. She stopped near the stall, Maz could see her sandals peaking under the stall door. "It's two…two lines." Maz replied flushing the toilet and stepping outside the stall. She held a flush face, with a hint of green as her nausea still not settled.
"What does two lines mean?" Maz asked quickly grabbing the pregnancy test box from Su's hands.
Su peered over Maz shoulder looking intensively at the box, which held the results. The instructions set in several different languages. The gas station holding just a few cheap pregnancy test.
"oh Dende….." Maz whispered another wave of nausea hit her. She ran back into the stall dropping the instruction box and hurled her blueberry muffin breakfast. Su hurriedly picked up the box from the crack tile floor peering her vision reading the results for two lines.
"Well, that explains it." Su stated loudly feeling sorry for her friend. She had to ponder how this was all going to plan out. She knew Trunks had the surgery, a few days ago. She prayed to Dende it was successful because now he would be a father. She glanced again at the white stick holding two blue lines.
She also wondered if he still would go through the elaborate plan. She bit her lip, realizing she knew far too much about them both. She loved being dear friends with the happy couple, but this was some major drama. -If Trunks can see, he will find out soon enough- she mentally anguish.
"Damn Dende" she whispered to herself. She could hear Maz vomiting harshly.
"I'll go get some ginger-ale" Su quip leaving the restroom and into the gas station for cold beverages. She grabbed two ginger-ale cans in the refrigerated section. The gas station holding on to a Lysol smell, as she made her way to the cash register.
"That's $2.25 mam" the black hair, bronze skin male quoted behind the counter. He peeked his vision outside watching the gas pumps. Su dugged through her purse pulling coinage and cash out. She handed the male the cash. She quickly peered her vision outside, the limo parked near the gas pumps as Mr. Henderson filled the tank. She also noticed him on the cell phone speaking. She had a hunch it would be Trunks on the other line. -He probably executing his plans- she mentally thought. She shrugged her shoulders heading back to the restroom to her friend.
Trunks slowly made his way to the kitchen his shades providing the dimmer source of lights. He took slow strides trying not to awake the nausea he been experiencing the past few days. He was curiously perplexed by the nausea episodes being so random. He was learning his new vision slowly, the blurriness ever so lightly becoming clearer with each passing day. He could see Tiger, the German Shepard intently watching a figure in the kitchen. The dog held a beautiful coat of fur, with muscular strides. He was a beautiful dog, and he still was keen to his master. "Tiger here." Trunks stated as the dog ran to him from the distal end of the kitchen counter. He nudge his nose in Trunks hands as Trunks patted the dog. "Good boy." He studied the dog facial expression as best he could. The blurriness still lingering. He could see what Maz was talking about now, his eyes very expressional.
"Boy, your mother is making meatloaf and the first pan is mine." Vegeta rudely stated. He was starving, from the intense workout he had in the gravity room. He patiently waited for his wife to remove the pans filled with glorious sustainable beef. He crossed his arms watching her intently as the dog.
"Good morning or should I say afternoon T,?" Bulma stated. Trunks being coup up in his room the past few days recovering. He was slowly accommodating but it was still taking its toll. It seemed new to him to visualize everyday things. Bulma grabbed the hand mittens as Vegeta lick his lip along with Tiger. Trunks quirk an brow realizing the dog and his father acting identical. He shook his head, trying to stay focus on his own task.
"Afternoon." He weakly stated slowly walking near the fridge. He was craving a cold glass of Dr. Pepper. He opened the fridge door peering his view as best he could. Several red cans appeared in his line of vision. The blurriness making it difficult to read, he grabbed a red can trying to read the label extensively.
"Mom what is this?" he asked as she settled a few pans on the kitchen counter. Her hand mitten gloves carrying two rectangle pans.
"Coca-Cola." She replied looking up at the can he held. He clicked his tongue in disgust. He wanted Dr. Pepper. He peered back into the fridge pulling another red can. He strained his eyes trying to read.
-Damn- He mentally thought, the vision still not quite as he hoped.
"Boy, that's Dr. Pepper" Vegeta stated as he grabbed the can out of Trunks hands quickly gulping it as he headed towards the kitchen table with a pan of meatloaf all to himself. Tiger following the Saiyan intently, his tags jingle with the dog's gait.
Trunks bit his lip in frustration, his dad was his usual self again. He scowled his lips, "here Trunks." Bulma sweetly stated grabbing him a can of Dr. Pepper his favorite soda. "Don't let you father ruffle your feathers." She joked trying to lighten the mood as she handed him the cold can.
"Thank you." He calmly stated clicking the tab open and gulping the sweet drink. He suddenly felt his phone ring, the jingle melody buzzing inside his jean pockets.
He recognized the number quickly, sliding his finger to the right on the Iphone to answer the anticipating call.
"hello" he mumbled readying to hear Mr. Henderson deep voice.
"Sir, this is Henderson. We are about 10 minutes out, currently waiting for the ladies to exit a Chevron." The limo driver replied. Trunks precisely asking Henderson to notify him when the ladies were close back into town. He needed to make sure, Maz wouldn't find out his small secret. "ok thank you Henderson." He quickly ended the call. He bit his lip in thought, contemplating his next move. Bulma peeked her vision away from her husband devouring his meal, and to her son.
"Trunks…are you sure you should do this?" Bulma asked tilting her head, she wore a beautiful yellow dress that flowed elegantly across her petite figure. She had taken a few days off from work caring for her son and her husband who demanded much needed attention. The sexual desire between husband wife being met with plenty heated sessions.
"Boy, you mate with her she will know." Vegeta stated surprising the two, as he continued to eat. The messy Saiyan spilling crumbs along the kitchen table and floor. Tiger quickly sniffing on the floor for the crumbs and licking.
"Father I can't bond with her not yet." Trunks revealed aguishly. He had been struggling with the thoughts of mating. The force and his body ache for her. He had to avoid the strenuous activity and avoid the capabilities it could bring with a mental link. He grunted in frustration; he didn't know how to handle this. He gripped his Dr. Pepper can crumbling it with ease in his frustration. The drink foaming and sputtering on the kitchen floor. Tiger licking the cold sugary substance in happy content.
"Trunks I really think you should tell her." Bulma voiced again, patting his shoulder. She could see the anguish express on his handsome features.
"I will not mother." He voiced angrily. He grunted and quickly exited the kitchen leaving his parents. He did not know what came over him, but he was angry. The action of not bonding was making his emotions erratic.
He had to mentally prepare for her return. He needed to gather himself upstairs to his bedroom, he could hear Tiger follow him in pursuit. The dog panting and jingle tags close behind him. He took each step quickly, trying his best to focus on the blurry task. He entered the blurry blue room, looking for his white cane. He couldn't be seen without it.
"Damn where did it go?" he asked himself. He was searching with blurry teary eyes, finally Tiger leaned his body to his master. "not now Tiger." Trunks stated, continuing his search. Tiger barking loudly irritated his ears, he quickly turned around facing the mutt. Tiger was panting but held his collapse cane in his slobbery mouth, the drool slowly dripping from his moist mouth. Trunks felt guilty in his anger, he collapses on the floor near the beautiful dog petting him. His jeans hitching upwards as he kneeled near the dog, picking up the slobbery cane. He suddenly could feel her ki inside the home. He searched further in his Saiyan senses feeling Su's ki and a mysterious third ki. He bit his lip, in mental anguish not recognizing the ki. He searched again with his senses but could not put his finger on it.
"Hey handsome" Maz sweetly stated. She held an orange CC travel bag across her left shoulder. She was wearing a beautiful green sundress; with pink sandals her toes freshly polish with an orange-red color.
He could make out a blurry vision of her dress, her sandals, and red toes. He gulped and took a deep breath sitting on the marble floor. He slowly raise his head up, finally taking in a blurry view of her face. She was gorgeous, her blonde hair curled, her cute little nose holding a pinkish color, her lips in a contagious and sweet smile. He couldn't help but crack a smile upward with his thin dry lips.
"What are you doing on the floor? Did you fall?" She quickly asked kneeling near him seeing Tiger close to him. She patted the dog, looking deeply upon the new dark shades. He held an odd expression looking at her momentarily and again she was lost as if he could see her. She sighed to herself realizing her mistake, "Trunks did you hurt yourself?" she placed her delicate hands on his shoulder and he melted into goo.
Su entered the doorway holding another CC travel bag helping Maz carry her belongings. She stopped noticing the two on the cold marble floor. She watched Trunks expression, he was looking up towards Maz behind dark shades and held a strange expression.
He quickly cleared his throat, trying to hide his emotions. He heard Su walk inside the blue room, her sandals screeching.
He naturally peered his vision to the blurry figure near the door, biting his lip. He needed to act casual and blind. He swung his hand forward in an attempt of searching, "Maz can you hand me my cane." He voiced as she suspiciously quirked a brow. He was strangely on the floor, with new shades on his face. "Yea.." she easily voiced grabbing his right hand leaning it forward to his cane which was weirdly covered in dog slobber.
Su intently watched him, she could not tell if he was truly blind or acting. She didn't have any Saiyan senses, but her gut was telling her he was acting. He was strangely on the floor near Tiger and wore peculiarly shades that covered his blue eyes. She tilted her head studying him, as he quickly stood along with Maz. He was nervous by the simple gesture of passing his right hand through his hair. "I'm fine Maz." He commented leaning into her as she gave him a sweet gentle kiss wrapping her hands around his firm muscular neck. He enjoyed her tasty lips, but he relished the sweet blurry vision of his future wife. He broke away, peering his vision toward Su again.
"Su is that you?" he gently asked with a small smile. She jumped slightly realizing he was talking to her. He motioned his hands for her to come closer waving them inward, "I can feel your ki Su." He gently stated as she walked closer to the happy couple. She wore a blue t shirt with a picture of the Sun, and short adidas wind shorts. Her sandals sweep across the polish marble floor in stride.
"Ha, it is Trunks. How are you?" she asked placing the travel bag on the blue bed and leaning into his warm embrace. He wanted to hug her, by holding his arms outward. She tightly gripped him in a warm friendly hug. He gently whispers in her ear "Successful." The one word telling her all she needed to know. She patted his back, breathing a sigh of relief for her friend. She could easily see Maz behind the strong hug, she looked nervous and flushed when he mention ki.
"So did you guys have a good time?" he broke the hug holding onto his white cane. "Splendid time." Su replied breaking away from his strong grip. "I'm actually going to be heading home now, Goten I'm sure is awaiting my presence." She giggled knowing her mate could not wait to see her. He was mentally sending her risky thoughts of sexual desires.
"Oh I bet he misses you." Maz spoke knowing fully well Su had been talking to him mentally on the ride here. She easily grabbed Trunks hand from behind his standing stature. She gripped it tightly.
"Yes, he probably does. But I really enjoyed the girl getaway" Su replied giving Maz a quick hug, she whispered an encouraging word. "Tell him."
Trunks tilted his head, hearing Su tiny whisper. He was perplexed by her words; she knew he had extensive Saiyan hearing yet she spoke it. She gave him an odd blurry expression before gently walking out the heavy bedroom doors.
"So did you miss me" Maz gently spoke pulling Trunks jaw towards her face. She quickly kiss him passionately, she plan on telling him their future surprise. She figured the best way was during a passionate love making session. He returned the kiss passionately, gripping her hips. She broke away slightly, curiosity getting the best of her. "What's the deal with the Hollywood shades." She joked placing her index finger on his nose in a cute gesture. "Just to make me sexier" he smirked kissing her again. He passionately continued, his mind rambling with thoughts. -I can't risk it, I can't.- He mentally fought the urge to love her. He pulled away his breathing heavy with sexual desire. He couldn't risk it, plus his Saiyan side was triggering him. He frowned, something was strange with her ki and another ki. His hands shook, he was reading her ki and realized exactly what was going on. -Dende is she really?- he quickly pulled away from her grasping her cheek. He peered his blurry vision on her face. She held a worry expression, her cute nose scrunched upward. She was biting her lip and she felt damp with sweat. An all foretelling sign she was nervous. He bit his own lip aguishly realizing the tiny being was something made from their passion.
"Maz?" he questioned her blurry figure was shaking, she knew he knew. She broke out in a sweat, her nervousness making her queasy.
"you feel it don't you?" she meekly spoke pulling herself into his broad chest. She gripped him tightly tears flowing down her flush pink cheeks. The tears wetting his gray tshirt, and he gripped her tightly. He didn't know what to say or do? He kissed her forehead sweetly, "I LOVE YOU." He voiced trying to calm her nervous body. She was shaking and sweating profusely.
"We are going to be parents" she weakly spoke. The words registering in her own denial state of mind. The process of confirmation not being long ago, in the Chervon station. She sigh, she prayed he wouldn't be upset but he remained quiet. He twisted his lips biting down hard. He was overwhelmed,
-Should I tell her?- he questioned himself feeling her tug him closer to her petite body. The aroma of her scent brought him pleasure, and he ache for her body. Tiger was tilting his head watching his master and he did give a crazy odd expression.
-Damn, Maz was right he is weird.- Trunks thought to himself but she interrupted his intrigue thoughts.
"What are we going to do?" she voiced concern by his quietness.
"Maz I have to tell you…
Oh no a cliff hanger right? Though I am a firm believer that every story should leave cliff hangers. The anticipation leaving the audience wanting more. I'm thinking one last chapter will do for this story. Thanks for the reviews and encouragement. I'm so ready to finish the story. Sometimes beginning of a story and ending being bitter sweet. Plus my writing has not really been on point, but oh well.