He could feel the warmth of the sun rays radiate on his upper back as he leaned forward stretching from his slumber. The broad six pane windows being his favorite feature in the elegant CC east quarters. The windows stretched around his bed as a panoramic view of the Tokyo city presented itself.
The room lit up an orange hue filling in the dark gray quarters. He had managed to paint the quarters recently hoping the warmer colors would help his insomnia. Even though it was a beautiful day, the slowly rising sun and it's warmth didn't bring much joy. His body's lower half tangled in a wrapped dark blue duvet as his vision peered towards the other half of his bedding. -Empty- He bit his lower lip, disgusted.
"Sir you have an 8:15 am conference with the Lab." Siri announced from his Iphone that gently laid upon its charging station near the large silver bed. He groaned, stretching his sore muscles breaking his attention from the rising sun. He was currently the President of CC nearing seven years now. The time in the role felt like a blur and with each Monday morning presenting itself the same as usual. He would routinely fall into the pattern of what he refers to as Sundayitis, the gut wrenching anticipating "Monday the bitch" with relentless insomnia.
He giggled to himself remembering his younger years and overcoming such challenges with a shot of Whisky and cans of Redbull. How the essence of passing time and becoming an 32 year old adult had changed him so much. He rubbed his eyes, groaning once more untangling himself from the duvet and sitting on the edge of the bed. He took a deep breath as his feet felt the cool tile floor.
"Urgh" he expressed to no one but himself.
"Meow….meow." the fluffy black cat announced his entrance near the half saiyan. He purred rubbing his fluffy body against Trunks large feet. "Yea yea I know Puffy" he spoke out loud, to the overweight cat. The cat sat near his feet waiting for attention, as he licked his paws perciously. "I envy you. Staying home sleeping and eating." Trunks acknowledges as he rubs his hands upon the soft fur. He peered his vision one last time at the city below and sighed.
He still truly hated the job but the money and fame in the beginning was like a euphoria high. The girls, cars, photoshoots, popularity and fast paced living was like an addicting drug. He established himself into the role perfectly as anyone would expect a young 25 year old would do so. The young established heart throb on billboards, magazines and tv was an exciting lifestyle but as time continued it slowly vanished. Perhaps it was the realization that his friend Goten was now married and expecting his first child. The young man visited him yesterday in the executive office unexpectedly with several blue cupcakes indicating a little boy being born in a few short months.
Flashback:
"Trunks, Su is so gorgeous with that baby bump. I could feel my little tyke kick his strong legs for the first time yesterday. I can't wait bro." Goten gleed munching on his blue frosted cupcake sitting in his friend's office. The brown leather office chair leaned further back as Goten twirled in the chair like a child with excitement.
"I'm happy for you Ten." Trunks smiled and took a huge bite of his cupcake. The food was a very welcoming surprise, usually because he didn't tend to follow through with his lunch breaks. His Saiyan stomach happily gurgled as he chewed the sweet treat.
He couldn't ignore Goten today not when the guy was radiating such joy. He knew he had several meetings coming up but it would be impolite to not celebrate with his friend.
"So are you guys thinking of names?" Trunks asked, finishing his cupcake licking his thumb with leftover blue frosting. "Mmm Vanilla"
He had taken a seat on the edge of his mahogany desk crossing his right leg over his left. He pulled at the tightly windsor knot of his gray tie, as he settled himself on the strong wooden desk. He wore a blue button up suit, with navy slacks and brown shiny shoes as his eyes danced on his twirling friend.
Goten took a cupcake out of a blue container and munched another large bite as crumbs fell onto his gray t- shirt. The other half saiyan was wearing tight denim jeans and gray tshirt with large white letters "Future Daddy"
"Dude, I've really been thinking about that. Su and I still can't decide." Goten exacerbated eating his last cupcake and finally stopping the brown leather chair to a halt.
"Thank Dende he was making me dizzy" Trunks mentally thought to himself as he turned his head to the side analyzing his friend. He finally realized why Goten looked so different today. He thought it was just his friend's excitement but now he recognized the new feature.
"What's up with this?" Trunks asked, pointing to his own upper lip recognizing the half Saiyan new black thick mustache.
"Dude it's my Crumb catcher." Goten sneakered as he rubbed his left index finger on the wiry hairs above his lip. He wrinkled his nose and giggled.
"It doesn't appear to work with all those crumbs." Trunks joked rising from his sitting position and grabbing a manilla folder off his desk. He noticed the red clock above his door nearing 3:00pm.
" But I mustache ask you for this to be cut short, I really need to get to a meeting" Trunks joked with a small smile as he gently patted his friend's back encouraging him to exit. He hated to do this but Goten had seemed to let time slip by nearing a supposedly 30 minute break to now an hour.
"Well Su loves the stache." Goten smiled innocently striding forward with his friend near the stainless steel exit doors.
"Well keep me posted ok Ten. Tell Su congrats for me." Trunks finally managed to get the last word before quickly jogging down the busy halls of CC to make a late entry into the statistics meeting. -Shit-
End of flashback:
He ran his hands through his silky lavender hair feeling knots from the insomnia night as he stood up walking to the left corner of his chamber. He quickly grabbed a white polo shirt with a blue CC monogram on the left chest from the edge of his extravagant closet. The room was completely lit from the full sunrise as his phone played background "Thunderstruck" ACDC music. He needed something up beat in tunes to wake him up.
He pushed a few garments around in his closet finding a pair black slacks, quickly putting on his clothing, tucking in the white polo and buckling a black belt in place. Today was a little less formal for he will be touring the laboratories on the lower decks of CC. He felt no need to dress in those stuffy suits, as today was the annual Lab Safety Day. He knew his morning involved the simple task spending a few hours passing out glazed donuts to his laboratory employees. It was no surprise to anyone when lab safety day approached every year. The group of employees was the backbone of the company striving for innovation and technology. It was his duty as their President to keep morale up and who could deny a sweet donut.
He quickly took a look in the full length mirror near the closet noticing his hair still disarray and unkept. -Damn insomnia- He glanced at his watch, the ticking hands nearing 8:00 a.m.
"Let's see, I know I have one somewhere?" he spoke out loud to himself searching through his closet once more finding the dusty blue CC baseball cap and quickly placing it on his head.
-This would have to do for the morning Donut Pass until later-
His phone buzzed as the music continued to play. He swiped his phone off his charger, his blue eyes focusing on her. The profile picture of Marron Chestnut blinked on his screen again as she texted once more. The image of her sapphire eyes and teasing smile with blonde hair wrapped in a bun with a few loose strands framing her thin face. She wore her classic pink shirt and gold hoop earrings in the image. She was his best friend and the text was expected, he knew she wouldn't forget. He swiped the phone opening her text a smirk forming on his lips as he read her text.
"Yo, isn't it annual donut day?"
" I didn't get invited? What's a girl gotta do for something sweet?" Silly emoji attachment.
Trunks quickly tapped his fingers across his Iphone replying to her silly text. He knew she wouldn't forget.
"I think I could sneak you in! LOL."
"Ok, you better Boxer boy! This girl is PMSing and I'm starving."
He snickered a laugh, of course she would sneak into the lab for donuts. His mother wouldn't be quite amused but Maz would innocently do such things. She even convinced Trunks to make her an ID for easier access around CC. She was fun and eccentric in her antics. She usually would come by when she had juicy gossip or when she missed him. Their friendship was unique since highschool. She had developed a close bond with the royal Saiyan when Goten seemed to be distracted in those early years with girls. During his early start as CC president with all the fame and press, she would often joke with him about his crazy antics with the ladies, sports cars, fame etc. She seemed to tag along with him developing an odd competitive nature with Trunks when swaying the opposite sex. She was a wild spirit and after graduating Cosmetology school she would often cut his hair and keep up with presses helping him with dress wear and personal looks. She would tell her crazy stories to him including her crazy sex escapades. He in turn would tell her the same stories, but the past few months things have slowed down between the two. Perhaps it was his age or recent responsibilities around CC. He bit his lip and scurried downstairs quickly making his way to the lab.
She wore a blue polo and khaki capris as she strolled through CC halls. She held her blonde thick hair in a bun with a few strands framing her face. Her blue sapphire eyes gleamed as she quickly darted into a stainless steel elevator and pressing G1. She was texting away on her Iphone and responded to Boxer Boy. She was nearing her destination as the elevator doors opened, she took a few steps forward looking to her right to find a coat rack with several large white coats hanging. She sneakily grabbed one, putting her dark Sunglasses on and strided into the lab with a fake smile. -Donut days were the best.-