Hey!

This is going to include some small nsfw scenes between 2 minors BTW.

I decided to add it into my oneshot collection as well as its own fic and I do have some ideas for the next chapter

please enjoy!

This was his second date with Cherri.

The first had gone swimmingly. It was slightly awkward at first, the two had to grow accustomed to being lovers, though after a while he felt much more at ease, especially when she held his hand. It was like they fitted together perfectly. He couldn't forget the kiss on his cheek she gave him before she left and went home that day feeling like he was floating.

He didn't want to tell Gohan or his mother about it. Trunks knew they'd just tease him, his mom mostly.

When his mother asked why he was so cheery that day, he almost let it slip, but quickly made an excuse that convinced her.

However, today, as he came downstairs in his best outfit, which was his usual jumper and grey trousers, he proudly stated,

"I'm going on a date!"

Bulma and Gohan both spat out their coffee due to shock.

"What?! My little Trunks has a girlfriend?!" Bulma rushed up to him, squishing his face with both her palms, remarking on how his cheeks were so chubby still, how could he be old enough already?

Gohan didn't really know what to say.

"So...is it someone we know?" He asked, leaning on the counter.

"Yeah...it's Cherri!" Trunks smiled softly, her very name making him happy.

"I knew it!" Bulma exclaimed. "I always knew she had a crush on you even when you were younger!"

Gohan laughed, "Yeah, even I saw it in her, the way she always wanted to hang with you."

"Oh...I guess I never noticed!" Trunks shrugged his shoulders and checked his phone.

"You really are your father's son..." Bulma said to herself and Trunks looked up, not hearing her.

"Nothing, sweetie..." She changed the subject.

"So, where are you going with her?"

"Well, she's coming here by the underground, we're meeting at the station exit in the city centre...I don't really know what we're going to do." He answered, checking himself in the mirror.

"Maybe take her shopping? Girls like that...right?" Gohan suggested, turning to Bulma.

"True...and this city has the most intact stores and markets...here, I'll give you some money." Bulma handed him 30 zeni, despite him protesting.

"Don't worry! I want you to make sure she's happy. She's such a nice girl, she'll make a wonderful daughter-in-law!" Bulma giggled.

"Mooom!" Trunks' face went red.

"Relax, kid..." She came over and fixed up his hair a little.

"There...now I know you'll have a good time..."

"If you're in any danger, just flare your ki, and I'll be there-" Gohan began, being protective, as usual.

"Yes, I know! We'll be fine...no one has seen the androids in months..." Trunks laced up his shoes, brushing off their worries.

"Trunks, don't think about that right now! You're gonna be a normal teenage boy, with a girlfriend living in a normal world...just for today, ok?" Bulma made sure he had everything and calmed him down.

Why was he nervous, as if this was the first date?

He was about to leave, opening the door, ready to go to the station to meet her, when his mom sternly said,

"No kissing! No touching, either!"

"MOOOM!" His cheeks were burning again as he slammed the door, ignoring their laughter inside.

Since there was no-one around, he was able to fly down to the city centre. He stepped down into the city's main system of transport and waited for the train to arrive, sitting against the wall in the frigid tunnel.

He still didn't know what exactly to do or where to go with her.

'Perhaps she's hungry? Its 5.30pm now...curfew is at 9.' He thought but came up with no answers.

Finally the train arrived, coming to a halt. He stood, waiting for her to come out. When she stepped out, his jaw almost dropped. It was as if there was no semblance of the little girl he used to play with in the ruins of the city, no, this was a beautiful young woman, and he was captivated by her.

Her hair was the same as usual, two space buns, though much neater today. Her make up was a lot heavier than normal, eyelashes curled and lengthened, black eyeliner with the most perfect wing and red, sparkling eyeshadow. He saw no blemishes or imperfections on her face as she came closer, her tall red heels clicking rhythmically.

From her ears dangled her usual earrings, that were a thin line with a red jewel on the end. She wore a low cut dress with straps and a skirt that came to a halt far above her knees and it clung to her scandalously. The waistband of the dress was black with a bow in the centre and she wore black knee high socks that weren't the most opaque.

She had a black handbag over her shoulder too, with a gold bracelet on her right wrist, he recognised it immediately, the one she always liked to wear. Cherri told him it had belonged to her mother.

She sauntered over to him and he was lost in the way her hips swayed. They hadn't done that before. She stood a little over him in those heels, and he felt a bit intimidated.

"Hey." She looked him up and down too.

"Uh, hey." He responded almost shyly.

"So, what are we doing? You do have something planned, don'tcha?"

She raised an eyebrow, making him sweat.

"O-of course I do! We...we're gonna eat at the best restaurant in town!"

He wished he didn't suggest that.

"Oh, good, I'm starving!"

Cherri grabbed his hand and together they walked off.

"It's close, don't worry..." Trunks grinned, trying to remember the way there. It was a fancy place, something quite rare in this world and as such, rather expensive. He had around 50 zeni when he added his money to the money his mother gave.

They chattered about random things as they made their way there, though all the way to the place, Trunks' mind kept going back to the sound of the heels. As he glanced down at them, she noticed and remarked, "I took them from my big sister...I'm glad they fit."

"Oh...isn't it hard to walk in?" Trunks inquired, still holding her hand tight in his.

"Well...we're sitting down soon anyway...and you'll carry me if I get tired, won't you?" She smirked and he agreed to it. He'd do anything for her.

They finally made it to the restaurant, which wasn't too busy yet, since it wasn't late yet, meaning they immediately got a table.

"It's beautiful!" Cherri sighed dreamily. "It's like in the movies..." The dim lights and the candle on the table felt cliché to Trunks but as long as she was happy, it wasn't a problem.

A waiter gave them the menu and from scanning around, Trunks immediately felt underdressed. He was one of the richest people on earth! Most people in the restaurant were, yet he was sitting in his jumper and baggy pants and they were all dressed up, even Cherri!

"Trunks?" She snapped him out of his moment of insecurity and asked what he was gonna get.

"Me? I dunno...maybe a steak?"

She giggled, cutely covering her mouth to silence it.

"Boys really like meat, huh? All that testosterone..."

He nervously laughed in response.

Cherri read through the menu and finally decided, "How about...the lobster!"

Trunks' eyes darted to the price tag of 30 zeni and asked Cherri how much money she brought.

"Money? Aren't you paying for this? That's what boys do, don't they?" Cherri mentioned how they did that in movies.

"Cherri...I only have 50 zeni to spend..." Trunks tried to get her to change her mind but she was set on the lobster.

"So you can spend the other 20 on steak! And look, for the 6 zeni left we can get drinks and ice cream too!" She argued.

"B-but...that's a lot of money...and how will we pay for other stuff if we want it later!?" Trunks begged her to pick another option.

"So? That's not my problem! You should have brought more!" She folded her arms and stood her ground.

"I didn't know you weren't gonna bring money!" Trunks was also stubborn.

"You wanted to come here! Besides, I dressed up for you and you didn't, so you owe me!" She was right and so Trunks finally caved in.

They put the little lovers spat behind them as they made conversation waiting for the food to arrive.

"You've been here before?" She asked.

"Yeah...for a few birthdays..." He replied.

There wasn't much to say. Besides, he was content just looking at her.

When the food did come, it was delicious and Trunks was glad to see his girlfriend so happy. It felt awesome to call her his girlfriend.

He paid the bill, leaving only a few zeni left for other stuff.

'So much for shopping then...'

Trunks thought it was a good idea to go to the park with Cherri and along the way they came across a shop selling drinks and ice cream.

Cherri picked out some milky white ice lollies from the freezer, both 2 zeni each, though they were rather long, so they didn't mind.

Walking to the park bench by the pond in the fading sunlight was nice.

"Mmh...this was a good choice!" Trunks said, licking the ice cream dripping down onto the stick.

He saw Cherri expertly lick and suck the ice lolly. The way she could fit so much of it into her mouth, how the white, viscous liquid seeped from the edge of her mouth, overrunning her recently reapplied red sparkly lip gloss, the sounds she made, coming out of her mouth with a pop, a string of saliva connecting her to it still, was making him think of things he shouldn't, the look she gave him making him turn his head.

"Yeah...it's good practice..." She was almost breathless.

"F-for what?" Trunks didn't know if he should have asked.

"Oh...nothing..." She hid a smirk and went back to it. The two of them sat on the bench and decided to finish their dessert, their hands connecting the two. Her crossed legs made her dress ride up a little, but Trunks didn't dare look down at her thighs.

"So..." Trunks began after he finished. "What should we do now?"

In response, Cherri pulled something out of her handbag.

"Cigarettes?!" Trunks gasped.

"Yeah, want one?" She offered.

"N-no..." He knew he shouldn't.

"Why? Never had one before?" She teased, taking out a lighter.

"I have!" Trunks wasn't lying. He did smoke one that his mother left still alight just to see why she did it but she came back and saw him and scolded him for it.

"Alright..." She looked down in the box as she put the end in her mouth and drew on it. As she took it out and exhaled she groaned,

"Fuck, that was my last one..."

Trunks didn't think it was normal for such a beautiful girl to be so vulgar. She wasn't always promiscuous like she was then, but he did remember her having scathing playground insults and taught him lots of bad words.

"Truuunks~?" She smiled sweetly, cigarette still held between her fingers.

"Uh..yes?"

"Would you get me more cigarettes? A box like this?" She showed him and he knew he had to say no.

"We don't have enough money left!"

"So? Just steal?" She rolled her eyes like the notion of stealing was nothing.

"And steal us some alcohol too! Maybe vodka...80 proof. Whatever you want." She rested on the bench, smoking as she told Trunks to rob the store where they had just gotten their ice lollies.

"But stealing is wrong! We'd be no better than the Androids!" He tried to talk some sense into her.

"Dude, we aren't murdering anyone! He'll lose like a few zeni, that's it." She dismissed his feelings on the matter.

"But those few zeni might feed his kids, we don't know-"

"Trunks. It's a cruel world."

Her cold words were true and he knew it.

"Listen...you gotta learn to have some fun!" She flicked the cigarette into the grass and stamped it out with the front of her shoes.

"Do this for me and I'll kiss you." She offered after a pause.

"But my mom said-" Trunks tried to get out of it again but Cherri was fed up,

"Whatever! Are you gonna be a mommy's boy or are you gonna grow a pair? Rob us some cigs and a bottle of vodka and I'll kiss you so hard you'll see stars!" She yelled and he decided to do just that.

He casually went back into the shop and hid his nerves, his heart pounding as if this was a battle, but this was a battle of his conscience.

The cigarettes weren't hidden behind the counter and nor was the alcohol, he confidently grabbed the items.

"Hey, kid, you're way too young for all that!" The shopkeeper shook his head.

Trunks eyed the door which seemed like a mile away.

He ignored the shopkeeper and walked towards it.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"

To Trunks' surprise, the man got a shotgun out from under the counter and pointed it at him.

Panicking, he ran, avoiding the bullet barely.

"CHERRI! C'MON!" He called out to her as the man chased him but he was way too fast. It was oddly a huge adrenaline rush, the high even greater when Cherri, who couldn't run in heels jumped on to him, holding on tightly as he ran as fast as he could while carrying a teenage girl on his back and a bottle of vodka and some cigarettes in both his hands.

Eventually, they gave him the slip, hiding behind a building and sat down with their new stolen items.

Trunks suddenly felt incredibly guilty, the high becoming a terrible low he felt in his gut, disagreeing with his steak.

Cherri, Trunks realised was not a good girl; she was a bad, bad girl that fooled everyone else...but he couldn't stop loving her. She took the lid of the bottle and took a swig of the strong alcohol.

"Woo!" She cheered and Trunks told her to keep it down.

"Oh...I promised you something, didn't I?" She put the bottle down and pushed Trunks against the wall, kissing him without warning.

He tasted the vodka on her tongue and the smell of the cigarettes was intoxicating. There was something else too, something he could only pick up due to his Saiyan genes, her perfume on her neck, reminding him that she was still a pretty girl as well as a bad one.

"Mmh~" She moaned, holding him against the wall still, pressing her tongue deep into him regardless of what he wanted. At some point, he had to breathe properly too and she pulled back, panting, the redness on her cheeks like the red of her dress and eyeshadow, spread to her ears.

Trunks too felt unbearably warm.

She passed him the vodka and he took a sip then coughed before passing it back to her.

"Can't handle your alcohol?" She said as if she never made out with him in an alley.

"I've never drank before-"

"Booooring!" She rolled her eyes again, taking another sip.

"Here...have some more~" She slurred, holding the bottle to his lips. He stepped back and she spilt some on his jumper which did cool him down but now he was scared his mother or Gohan would smell it on him.

"Cherri, stop!" He said, being serious with her now.

"It's getting dark, let's go home." He took her hand again, trying to lead her out.

"Nooo!" She protested, gulping down more. "The funs just begun!" She tried to pull away from him but she wasn't able to walk in her heels anymore due to being inebriated and tripped. Trunks immediately bent down to help her and she caught him off guard, sitting up and pushing him down, so he'd be beneath her.

He pushed her off again and got up.

"I want to go home." He was about to walk off but she pushed him into the wall again.

"My hands are cold from this bottle..."

She slipped her hands into the waistband of his pants.

"Mmmh...much better~"

Cherri slid one of her hands upwards, running her hands along his developing muscles.

"Fuck...you're so hot~" She whispered in his ear.

"S-St-" He was about to tell her to stop, but he was cut off by her hand delving into his underwear and stroking his semi-hard cock.

Trunks stifled a moan, but she kissed his neck and told him she wanted to hear it.

"Nnh~" He thrusted a little into her hand and in response she pulled down his pants and underwear, freeing his dick from their confines.

Then, she got down on her knees and Trunks knew what was going to happen and realised what Cherri meant before by the ice lolly being good practice. Her mouth on his tip sent shivers down his spine, it felt like heaven.

He thought he was such a child for thinking that a kiss on the cheek was as fun as it got.

His ki went all weird, but he didn't care.

"I knew you were a dirty girl~"

'Where did that come from?!'

Trunks didn't know why he just said that but it seemed to spur her on, taking his whole length in her mouth, sucking and licking endlessly.

Trunks was so distracted that he didn't feel the ki signature of Gohan who stood at the end of the alley.

He let out a moan as he came in her mouth without warning, unable to hold back anymore, his hand pushing her head onto his cock.

She swallowed all of his load and he told her she was a "Good girl" and put his pants back on while Gohan watched, leaning against the wall, before finally clearing his throat getting their attention.

The two finally noticed him and gasped.

"Oh, shit." They said in unison.

What now?