-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…

He paused feeling emotional, he didn't know how to tell her. He watched her look up to him, her beautiful ocean blue eyes craving his heart. She was breath taking even with the tears rolling down her plump cheeks. She gripped his gray shirt tighter waiting for him to speak and searching. He leaned forward, kissing her lips gently. His heart ache for her, the force of the bond searing in his veins. She was holding his dear child in her precious womb, and this tortured him. The bond nearly taking his breath away as his body ache and excruciating pain flowed throughout his body. He trembled unsure how to handle himself.

"T are you upset?" she felt shame perhaps this isn't something he wanted with his blindness. She didn't know how they would handle a child with his ailment. She feared he hated her, hated the situation. He stood quiet and emotional. She could feel him tremble in her grasp, the grown strong Saiyan trembling in her petite grasp. She had to know, she needed to know what he was thinking. The dark shades providing only a dim image of his eyes. She gently reached for his shades, she needed to see his eyes. The emotional opening blue eyes telling her everything within him.

He gently grabbed her wrist stopping her. "Please no." he chocked. He knew she was upset, her ki emotionally scared. "T, I'm…I'm sorry."

"What?" he questioned confused. "What are you sorry for Maz?" He chocked, tears slipping his eyes.

"I…we…..our child" she gently grasped her abdomen, closing her eyes letting her blurry vision clear from the pour of tears.

"I love you and I love our child." He spoke clearly pulling her closer to him. "I'm just…I'm hurting Maz."

She sighs a breathe of relief as he gently pulled her closer. She could smell the jasmine scent he provided. She didn't understand…."how could he be hurting?" Isn't he ready for the child, their love providing something magical. She pondered mentally.

He couldn't bear it any longer, he thought he could refuse, he thought he could fight it but the constant pain and feeling her upset tore his heart.

"I want to mate with you." He gently spoke. He knew she didn't understand the process or what he was going through emotionally. He couldn't keep the secret any longer, they had to bond. The child would feel the pain of them not bonding. The possibility of miscarriage would take its toll. The child was strong with Saiyan blood courses through her veins. He knew it was a girl, he could sense her.

"mate?" she questioned peering her vision upward focusing on his facial features. She knew what Su provided her with the Saiyan heritage ritual. But she was fearful. What did it entail?

"Please kiss me." He spoke brushing his lips against hers. The gently gesture making her shiver. He dove his lips upon hers, relishing the moment, the surge of energy. He could see her fully, he focused his attention on her face. The beauty of her eyes in a passionate kiss. He leaned forward pushing her against the cream color wall. "I will be soft because I have too." He whispers in her ear pulling away from her luscious sweet lips. He licked his lips tasting peppermint, she tasted so sweet. He groaned trying to control himself, he couldn't risk injuring himself in the process. "I need to confess something to you…" he lingered kissing her cheek slowly reaching the crevice of her sweet peppermint neck, he groaned feeling her shiver. "But I need you to trust me." He paused looking passionately into her eyes.

She blinked confused, the sudden motion to look directly into her eyes, even with the shades on something sparked inside those eyes.

"Do you trust me?" He gently asked holding her jaw, directing her vision into his.

"I always will trust you T," she meekly spoke trying to understand what she was watching his eyes studying her deeply.

He nodded breaking his vision on her beautiful blue eyes. He kissed her gently again, edging his way to her neck. He gently licked her as she moaned, "You know…." He continued to lick her passionately…. "sight is seeing things…" He suckle her ear…."as they are." He continued to suckle down her jaw line, "Vision is seeing…." He paused peering his vision directly into her hazy passionate gaze. "Vision is seeing things as the could be." He spoke quickly before devouring his teeth into her neck, the biting sensation overpowering him.

She gasped, feeling his teeth pierce her skin, the sensation burning briefly. She then felt flooded by his emotions, his memories, his aches, his joys, his every living being, and finally his soul. She moaned, as she felt compelled to return the gesture. His neck near hers, she licked her lips anticipating the jasmine fragrance and taste. She quickly dove into his muscular neck biting him.

He releases his teeth from her, as she devoured his own neck. The sensation making him howl with a moan. He could feel her love, her fears, her joys and her soul. He felt complete, he yearned her more than every before. He leaned forward placing his broad hands on the cream color wall, holding himself up from the weakness in his knees. He moaned again, looking into her eyes as she released her hold. He knew she knew.

"you…you…" she could barely speak realizing he could see her. Though it was blurry, he could see her beauty.

"yes….my love" he breathed out his energy zapped. She was panting feeling her own energy exhausted from the flood of emotions.

She kissed him passionately, " I love you….."

"I love you more" he replied. "And by the way….we are married to one another and forever are mated the Saiyan way." He smiled.

She gently grasped his cheek, "I'll take it." She joked kissing him again.

1 year later:

"ok…ok.. " Maz ran fixing his purple tie, as she rushed to get the family picture taken. He smirked feeling her delicate hands tighten his tie. They had gathered together dressing their best. She wore a beautiful yellow sundress with pink lipstick. He wore a blue shirt with a purple tie and black slacks. Their daughter wore her beautiful yellow sundress matching her mother.

"We have to do this?" he meekly asked, she tighten the tie looking straight into his eyes.

"Of course, pictures make memories. And the business needs to see this CC family happy. Because we are happy." She spoke kissing his lips.

"I'm very happy just….pictures?" he asked again as he held their daughter. She keep yanking his silky lavender hair with simple coo's.

"Again, memoires T, and it's always a good thing to look our best." She spoke as she pulled their daughter out of his grasp fixing his hair.

"ok…Mr. and Mrs. Briefs…where do you want to take it?" The photography asked setting his camera in the CC garden. The spring air breezy as the garden flowers swayed.

"Now…now Grace Vegeta Briefs" Maz spoke fixing their daughters large pink bow with her blonde hair. Trunks pulled Maz close to his side "Where do you want to take it?" he asked his wife.

"Um…." She was thinking intensely wondering where in the garden would be a perfect spot. She smirked noticing in the distance large Sunflowers growing and a beautiful bee flying near.

"I think I know exactly where." She stated pointing her fingers toward the Sunflower. "Look T, a bee." She pointed remembering his elaborate story of the waggle dancing bee.

He smirked "it's perfect."

They settled near the Sunflowers the bee busy collecting pollen. He placed his hands around her waist, as he held their beautiful daughter. All with large smiles.

"ok Mr. and Mrs. Briefs on the count of three…1…..2…3" Flash.

Ok guys finished. I know not my best writing but I felt this was the best direction to take it. I do hope you enjoyed the story. It is always a fun adventure to escape reality and express yourself in fanfictions. The joy this story brought me so worth it. Even through this COVID process, this is what I looked forward to everyday. I also relish your own stories because I look forward seeing others passion with fanfictions. I of course will always love Trunks romantic fanfictions. I love to see more Trunks/Marron, Trunks/Pan and Trunks/Paresu fanfictions in the future. Please keep writing and always enjoy what you do. Thanks again, hopefully I'll have another creative wave to start another fanfiction.