Minor Sexual Scene in this chapter.
Trunks woke up, suddenly feeling some weight on his stomach and chest before it shifted off to his side. He stretched before reaching over to turn on his desk lamp and looked at his alarm clock: it read 1:45 AM.
'Thank God.' Trunks thought to himself, watching Skya as he rolled onto his side.
When they went to bed last night, she was still the size of a small doll. Trunks could tell Skya wasn't yet the height he knew her for, but she was almost there.
For all Trunks knew, because of all the crap she went through with Goro and Cassius, Skya could be taller than five feet.
"Mmmm… Trunks?" Skya moaned, waking up.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" Trunks asked, watching Skya.
"When did I grow in size again?" Skya questioned, confused, sitting up.
"I'm not sure—recently, I'm guessing. I just woke up because I felt the pressure of your body on top of me before you fell onto the bed. You may not be your regular height yet, but at least you're not the size of a doll anymore. Are you feeling ok?" Trunks replied, unsure, before once again asking.
"Umm… I'm ok—hungry. But it's late." Skya replied, looking out the window.
"No, that's great; come on. We'll go eat; it doesn't matter the time right now." Trunks insisted, sitting up.
Truth?
Trunks was starving; he didn't eat last night because he was too pissed off. And Skya only ate a noodle or two because she was too upset. They just ended up going to bed after talking a little.
Flashback:
"Come on, Trunks; you're not being fair!" Bulla yelled at Trunks's door, trying to open it.
"Go away, Bulla. My door is locked for a reason! I do not want you in here! If you don't leave now, I swear I won't ever speak to you again!" Trunks yelled, pissed off.
It was quiet after that.
"I'm sorry about everything." Trunks apologized to Skya again. She didn't reply as he placed her on a pillow.
Trunks sat down and sighed before falling onto his back with his head on his pillow.
After a minute or so, Trunks felt Skya trying to climb up his side.
"Would you like help?" Trunks questioned, watching her struggle.
"Yes, please." Skya softly replied.
"Well, at least I can still hear you when you speak." Trunks carefully lifted Skya onto his stomach.
"Where are you going?" Trunks questioned, feeling Skya crawl lower and lower until she got to the end of his shirt. He then felt her go under his shirt and start crawling up his body.
Pop. Her head popped through the head hole of his shirt, just under his chin.
"Do you want my shirt off or something?" Trunks asked, confused.
"You're warm. Blankets are smothering when I shrink. Or at least they were a few years ago." Skya explained.
"Hold on a second." Trunks instructed, barely sitting up. He removed his shirt, laid back down, and covered her with his shirt before using his blanket to cover himself. However, he only pulled the blanket up to Skya's feet—just below his chest.
"I'm sorry about Bulla." Trunks apologized again.
"It's not your fault." Skya replied, leaning her chin on his chest.
"It's not yours either." Trunks countered.
"I know it's not. It just hurts. I trust you and your parents for sure. But Bulla—I don't know anymore. I want to trust her, but—I don't know. I felt something in my chest I've never felt before." Skya admitted.
"How do you mean?" Trunks asked, confused, sitting against his bedframe.
"Heavy and tight—and like somethings twisting around inside." Skya answered with a sigh. Trunks could feel her breath on his nipple as she slid down a little.
"Yeah, I know that feeling; I've felt it before. Your body is reacting to you feeling hurt—or you have a medical condition. Does it still feel that way?" Trunks replied before asking.
"A little, but not like before." Skya answered.
"Ok. Good. Can I ask you something?" Trunks slowly asked.
"Anything." Skya replied.
"When you were explaining how your chest felt—and I noticed it the day you said something, and I asked how you felt. The only word you seemed to have trouble saying was "tight." Is that not a word you've heard before?" Trunks awkwardly questioned.
"It's not a word that existed on Venus before, no. I vaguely learned what it meant when Cassius started visiting. I heard him explaining what it meant to Goro. I only vaguely know what it means. I'm not sure what it meant when he would make me have sex with him. He said it a lot when he'd first put his thing inside my secret treasure." Skya explained, shifting a little.
"I'm sorry." Trunks apologized.
"No need to apologize. It was a question that I answered. Like you said before, I don't have to answer anything I don't want to, right?" Skya replied, looking up.
"That's correct." Trunks answered, breathing deeply.
"Am I doing something wrong?" Skya asked, concerned.
"No. It's just that, every time you let out a deep breath or sigh, I can feel it on my nipple." Trunks answered.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I don't mean to make you uncomfortable." Skya apologized before scrambling away.
"No, you're fine. I just never expected breath on my nipples would feel good." Trunks replied, looking at the ceiling.
"Oh." Skya responded, blushing.
'Will he get mad if I kiss his nipple?' Skya asked herself, watching his hardened nipple rise and fall.
After a few minutes of staring at Trunks's nipple in silence, Skya decided to be brave and lightly kissed it.
"Skya…" Trunks growled.
"You don't like this? I'm sorry." Skya apologized, immediately pulling away.
"No, I do. I just wasn't expecting that." Trunks replied, lifting his arm to his head.
"Oh." Skya responded before going back to kissing his nipple.
"And it's not fair because I can't do anything to you without hurting or crushing you." Trunks breathed as Skya continued her light kisses with a smile.
"I'm sorry. But I want to make you feel good—even if it's not much because of my size right now. With everything you've already done for me, I can do this." Skya replied, looking up.
"Just don't push yourself." Trunks warned before sighing when she kissed him again.
"I won't." Skya promised.
After a little bit, Skya crawled to the center of Trunks's chest and slowly fell asleep.
"I love you." Skya breathed just before sleep took over.
"I love you, too—so much more than you'll ever know." Trunks reciprocated, turning his desk lamp off. He eventually fell asleep after half an hour.
End Flashback:
"Are you sure this is ok? I don't want to wake your parents and get in trouble." Skya nervously questioned.
"Trust me: Mom and Dad aren't asleep; they're in bed, but they're not sleeping. And they won't care: Dad always gets up in the middle of the night and eats something. And seeing as you barely ate, and I didn't eat anything, they're honestly not going to care. As for Bulla: I really don't care what she thinks right now. She's sleeping—and is a heavy sleeper. And if she wakes up, it'll suck to be her. Don't get me wrong: I love Bulla and always will. But tonight she just crossed a line." Trunks replied, digging their food out of the fridge.
"Will you ever talk to her again?" Skya softly asked, watching Trunks plate her pasta.
"Eventually. As I said, she's still my sister. And as much of a pain in the ass she is, I will always love her. As long as she keeps her distance until you and I go to her, I'll talk to her sooner. If she continues to act like a petulant child and continues to push and bother us, it'll be longer before I speak to her. You know—I honestly don't care how she treats me. I don't care if she embarrasses me. I don't care if she says or does something stupid that affects me. However, when it comes to you—it's different. You are very important to me, and I hate seeing you hurt or even just upset. What she did to you—I'll forgive her eventually, but I sure as hell won't forget. The only way I won't ever talk to her again, is if she ever does something truly stupid. Right now, I don't know what that would be, but if it ever happens, I'll know then and there. What about you? Do you think you'll ever talk to her again?" Trunks thoughtfully answered before asking in return, popping her plate in the fridge.
"Maybe after a few days. Aren't you going to eat?" Skya asked, confused, noticing there wasn't another plate.
"I am. I can eat mine right of the box." Trunks replied.
"But don't you want to make it hot again?" Skya asked, still confused.
"Nah. Pizza isn't good reheated. It's just as good cold as it is hot." Trunks replied with a smile as the microwave beeped.
"Oh." Skya replied, a little confused.
"Go sit. I'll bring your food over." Trunks insisted, getting her plate.
"Oh, but you don't have to do that." Skya argued.
"I know, but I want to. Now, go sit." Trunks continued to insist.
Skya didn't reply that time; she just did what Trunks told her to do and went to sit at the table.
"So, we got you Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo, Meaty Marinara, Mac & Cheese, and a four cheese lasagna. I figured I'd get you a little bit of everything, so you can try them all. And if you're still hungry, I can get you some more." Trunks told Skya, setting her plate in front of her.
"Thank you." Skya softly thanked him before they started eating.
With Bulma & Vegeta:
"Vegeta, what's wrong?" Bulma questioned, noticing Vegeta standing by their door, listening.
"Shhh… There's someone in the house." Vegeta hushed his wife.
"What? Should I call the police?" Bulma questioned, sitting up straight.
"No. I'll take care of whoever this intruder is." Vegeta replied, heading out. However, he was back after a few seconds.
"What is it?" Bulma asked, confused.
"It's just the boy and his mate. It sounds like they're eating in the kitchen or something." Vegeta answered, getting ready to get into bed.
"Oh." Bulma happily replied, getting out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Vegeta questioned as Bulma got her panties and robe on. She didn't answer and just left the room.
"Well, would you look at that? She's almost back to her actual height." Bulma whispered when she felt Vegeta behind her.
"That's great. Now, let's go to bed. You have a long day of work ahead of you, and I have training." Vegeta told Bulma, dragging her to bed.
"Not all day, you don't. I'm sure Trunks is planning on taking Skya to the fair again." Bulma argued.
"I'll still be keeping an eye on them to make sure nothing happens. You just can't be sure any more. Now, come on." Vegeta replied, throwing Bulma over his shoulder.
With Trunks & Skya:
"How do you like your different pastas?" Trunks asked, watching Skya.
"They're good. These two are my favorite." Skya answered, pointing to the Fettucine Alfredo and Four-Cheese Lasagna.
"What about your pizza?" Skya softly asked.
"They're good. These are two of my favorite types of pizza. Do you like pizza?" Trunks answered and then asked.
"I don't know; I've never had it before. Venus doesn't have pizza, or anything even remotely close to it." Skya answered.
"That should be illegal. No pizza. That's a nightmare. But anyway… Would you like to try a piece?" Trunks asked after stating.
"Umm… Sure. What are they?" Skya replied before questioning.
"This one is taco pizza without onions. And this one is meat lover's pizza." Trunks answered.
"Can I just have a small piece of each?" Skya softly requested.
"Yeah, that's fine. Do you want them heated up?" Trunks questioned, watching her.
"Yes, please." Skya answered after thinking for a minute or so.
Trunks got up, heated the pizza up for Skya, and returned to her.
"Thank you." Skya replied.
"No problem." Trunks replied.
"Ah-ha! I knew it! I knew she'd be fine after a few hours!" Bulla declared, popping up around the corner, causing Skya to choke on a piece of pizza.
"Bulla, what the hell?!" Trunks exclaimed, patting Skya's back, getting her to cough up a chunk of meat lover's pizza.
"There they go again." Bulma sighed, getting out of bed again.
"Yep." Vegeta replied, annoyed.
"Bulla, what are you doing?" Bulma demanded, watching Bulla.
"Don't you have a work thing later today? Never mind that. See? I knew Trunks was making a big deal out of nothing! Skya's back to normal height!" Bulla questioned before informing everyone.
"Yes, I do have something today. But it's hard to sleep with you and your brother yelling at each other. Why can't you just leave them alone?" Bulma responded, annoyed.
"But she's back to normal height, just like I said." Bulla argued.
"No, she's not. I can tell from here that she's only four-foot-ten-inches. Until last night, she was five foot, even. And if what was said about Stella shrinking for as long as she did and it being harder for them to eat in a shrunken state: we got lucky she's even this tall now. Don't do or say anything to cause her to shrink again." Vegeta firmly told Bulla.
"Fine. I'm going to my room." Bulla grumbled, stomping to her room.
"You: don't worry about any of that; it's not your fault. Go back to eating and have a nice time. As for you: stay calm. Maybe train before Skya gets up or before you go to the fair later. If you would like, I can see if it's possible to finish that house quicker than planned. Goodnight. I love you both." Bulma first told Skya before moving on to Trunks. She then told them she loved them and went to bed.
"I'm sorry." Skya softly apologized.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. Please, don't become so upset and shrink again." Trunks replied, taking Skya's hands in his, and pleaded with her.
"Ok." Skya replied with a small smile before taking a bite of the taco pizza.
"Do you like the pizza?" Trunks asked, watching Skya.
"The taco pizza, yes. The other one, not so much." Skya admitted, watching Trunks.
"I'm happy you like at least one. If you don't want to finish that piece, I'll take it." Trunks replied, taking the piece of meat lover's from her.
"Do you want to try some pasta?" Skya softly asked, watching Trunks.
"I'd love to." Trunks replied, thinking she'd hand him the fork or something.
Nope.
Skya used her fork, stabbed some of the lasagna, and held it out to Trunks. He got what she was doing right away and leaned in to eat the food offered to him. She remembered seeing Goro's butler and maid doing this; they would take turns feeding each other.
Once he ate the lasagna, Skya had meaty marinara, followed by Chicken Fettucine Alfredo, and finally, the mac and cheese.
"Those were very good. Oh, shoot. I forgot your breadsticks and cheese sauce." Trunks replied before realizing he had forgotten the breadsticks and cheese sauce.
"It's ok. The pasta is good enough for now." Skya softly replied with a smile.
"Where did you learn to feed me?" Trunks questioned, hoping he didn't offend her.
"I used to see Han and Nadia doing it all the time. Sorry. Han and Nadia are Goro's butler and maid. They were nice. Han: he would sneak me some of the good food that the cook would cook. The cook also saved me a plate once or twice—usually the first and last days of the Seven-Day Stretch. And Nadia: she somehow managed to get me some of my mom's things that Goro had hidden, including this globe thing that Mom said was called a water globe or something like that. You shake it just a little and sparkles float around. Mom said that was her favorite thing she had collected over the years. I was 'spose to keep it safe, but Goro managed to find and get it before Mom died. Nadia got it back for me. Keep it safe from then on; it's very special—and important. They left a little before I did. Goro was very angry. But umm… I think you call it "pissed off" here." Skya answered and explained, looking at her hands.
"So, they were good people. We use both terms: "angry" and "pissed off." We also use "mad" to describe being angry. Pissed off is just the next level of anger. Now, as for this globe and other things of your mother's. I'm guessing you have them in your bag. You can take them out and put them anywhere. I mean, sure you can wait until we move into our own place, but what I said about my room being your room as well is true. You should put your things up to make it official." Trunks replied as she ate her food.
"No." Skya softly replied.
"No?" Trunks questioned, confused.
Neither of them realized Vegeta was listening in on their conversation.
"With you, it's a new start with my things and new things. And—I'd just prefer to keep Mom's things in my bag, where they're safe. Nobody can get into my bag without my permission. So, no matter how hard they may try, Goro and Cassius can't get into it to take anything of hers away. I can always take whatever out and look at it for a little bit before putting it back. Everything of Mom's is safe in the bag—along with the Moon Crystal." Skya explained her reasoning after seeing the look in Trunks's eyes.
"So, you do know of the crystal?" Vegeta questioned, making his and Bulma's presence known.
"What are you two doing up—and eavesdropping? Don't you have stuff to do later today?" Trunks questioned, annoyed.
"I'm sorry. I hope we didn't disturb your sleep." Skya guiltily apologized.
"No, Dear; you're just fine. We were about to go to bed when I got an emergency call; there was some accident on the highway leading into and out of West City. Three of the people I was supposed to meet were in an accident; they were med flighted back to their home area, to a hospital there. So, the meeting is canceled until further notice." Bulma explained with a smile.
"You don't even care, do you? And again, why are you eavesdropping?" Trunks questioned.
"No, I do not. It's just a bunch of different companies and their investors; they want to buy Capsule Corp for their own corporate greed. They can talk and offer all they want; I'm not selling. Nope. No way in Hell. My father—your grandfather built Capsule Corp from the ground up. He wants it to stay in the family, and that's how it will stay. But because I now have control, these other companies, who have been trying for years to get their greedy hands on Capsule Corp for years, think I'll cave and sell. Capsule Corp has always been Briefs operated and it will stay Briefs operated. You're next in line. And I wasn't trying to eavesdrop on you; your father and I had to use the bathroom—at the same time. I just so happened to get to our bathroom first. Your father, on the other hand, went to use your bathroom. I started to wonder what was taking him so long, so I came out to check. I only heard the part about stuff being safe in her bag—and the crystal." Bulma calmly answered.
"Which brings me to you know about the crystal." Vegeta spoke, watching Skya.
"Dad, why are you listening in on us?" Trunks demanded, annoyed.
"I came out to use the bathroom and I heard you talking. And I heard something that caught my attention, so I listened. And I'm glad that I did. This is the last time I'm going to ask. You know about the crystal?" Vegeta answered Trunks before sternly questioning Skya.
"I know about it, yes. I'm not supposed to know about it. Or I'm not supposed to know a lot about it. I only know it's a powerful crystal that was always passed from female to female of the royal family. I think it was created by Selene and then given to Serenity as a child because Selene strongly believed she was pure-hearted."
"I know Serenity became Neo Queen Serenity and she held the crystal for a long, long time. There was a war and Neo Queen Serenity's daughter was killed along with her love, Endymion, and her protectors. She used the crystal to revive her daughter, Serenity, her love, and her protectors on Earth. But she used too much power and ended up dying. A lot of years later, several years after Serenity and the others were reborn, Serenity got the crystal."
"They lived on Earth, where Endymion was from, for several years before moving back to the Moon once it was restored. While on Earth though, Serenity and Endymion had a daughter, who was often called Small Lady, rather than her birth name of Serenity. Several years after they moved to the Moon, Serenity and Endymion had a son—the first ever boy to be born of the royal Moon family. It's also the first time that the royal family had two children. But they name their son Chi-Tsuki. From what I understand, Serenity and Chi-Tsuki got along really well and were best friends."
"Yes, just before Serenity and Endymion passed away, they gave responsibility of the Moon Crystal to Small Lady Serenity. She did marry someone named Helios, but they couldn't produce any children of their own. Then unfortunately, she passed a few months after Endymion. Though, Small Lady Serenity and Chi-Tsuki were best friends; Small Lady and her father were closer. She didn't have any children and Chi-Tsuki was the only one left, so she gave him the Moon Crystal."
"Then I knew that Chi-Tsuki fell in love with the princess of Venus at the time. But as it would turn out, everything Mom told was true—except for the years. I didn't know Chi-Tsuki was also my dad."
"Then, one day, while we were out, and far enough away from Goro, Mom told me about the crystal and that it was given to her to give to me. She didn't say why other than because he fell in love with the princess of the Venus—which I guess was her. She said there weren't any other living royal members of the Moon family anymore."
"Umm… But Mom told me that she left it in my bag, and not to take it out in order to keep it safe and out of Goro's hands. I know it's a powerful crystal and that it can only be used by the royal family of the Moon—or someone with a pure heart. If someone evil or someone with nothing but darkness in their heart, things will backfire for them—and everyone else in the same area. Then, the last thing Mom told me was that I should never use the crystal unless it's an absolute dire emergency. Otherwise, under no circumstances, I'm not to use it. She said that even though she believes I have an incredibly pure heart, I don't have the energy or strength to use it—not on my own." Skya explained, trying to keep her voice so everyone could hear her. She paused here and there to take deep breaths to keep her from crying.
"What does that mean?" Bulla questioned, walking over.
"What does what mean?" Skya replied, confused; she didn't know Bulla was there—or listening.
"You said your mother said though you have a pure heart, you don't have the energy or strength to use the Moon Crystal. However, you paused and then added "not on my own." What does that mean?" Bulla clarified and then asked again.
"Oh. I don't know. Mom never told me. I don't know if it matters what type of immortality someone has, the crystal uses up all of the user's energy and can kill them. I don't know what Neo Queen Serenity's immortality status was, but when she used the crystal to save her daughter, Endymion, and Serenity's guardians, she died after." Skya softly answered, shrinking into her seat.
"No. No, no, no. Don't do that again." Trunks protested Skya's shrinking, pulling her into a tight hug, shocking her. She shrank maybe four or five inches before he pulled her to him.
"I'm sorry." Skya softly apologized.
"No need to apologize. It's not on you." Trunks replied, rubbing her back.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to make her shrink again. I just wanted to know what she meant." Bulla replied, watching Trunks and Skya.
"Let's just go to bed and let them be." Bulma insisted.
"Agreed." Vegeta sighed, satisfied and shocked with the information they received.
"Fine. But do you think we could see that Moon Crystal?" Bulla mumbled before asking.
"Not now, Bulla. Go to bed." Vegeta scolded his daughter before pointing to her room. Off she went, grumbling.
Ten Minutes Later:
"Are you done eating?" Trunks asked Skya once her plate was empty except for some mac and cheese.
"Yes." Skya softly replied.
Trunks didn't say anything; he just got up, took her plate, and dumped the mac and cheese back with the rest of the mac and cheese. Next, he put his pizza back in the fridge before heading back to Skya.
"Are we going to bed now?" Skya softly asked, watching Trunks.
"Yeah. We do need to get some more sleep. Why? Did you want to do something?" Trunks replied and then questioned.
"Ummm… Nothing." Skya nervously replied, turning red.
"Hey. Whatever you want to do, we can. Do you want to go for a walk or just sit outside and look at the stars?" Trunks asked, becoming concerned. He was afraid she'd shrink more.
"No. Not out here. Can't say out here. Don't know who's listening." Skya very softly spoke. That was the quietest Trunks has ever heard her speak.
"So—to bed?" Trunks questioned, still a little confused.
"Yes." Skya replied with a perplexed look on her face.
"Ok… What do you have going on in that mind of yours?" Trunks questioned Skya, locking his door.
"How do you make it stop?" Skya asked, looking at Trunks, holding back tears.
"How do you make what stop?" Trunks asked, confused.
"The hurt." Skya answered, tightly shutting her eyes.
"The hurt? What hurts? Right now, I don't think you should have another Senzu Bean; you've had two within the last week." "It's not that kind of hurt." Skya interrupted Trunks.
"Then wha—?" Trunks started to ask but stopped because he began to understand what she meant.
"My secret treasure hurts. It won't stop pulsating. And it feels unbearably hot. Why? Why does it feel this way? It's never felt like this before. Never. Not even when I had to use the bathroom. It hurts." Skya admitted, embarrassed as tears started falling.
"Ok. Twilight, Saturn: time to go in the bag." Solar firmly told her children.
"Aww! But why?" Twilight and Saturn complained.
"Do as your mother tell you." Eclipse got involved, ushering Twilight and Saturn into the enchanted bag.
"She's growing up so fast." Solar sighed before heading into the bag.
"That's what supposed to happen, though." Eclipse replied, following Solar.
They didn't hear what the cats were saying, but Trunks saw them going into the bag.
"Skya… Have you never masturbated before?" Trunks questioned, rubbing the back of his head.
"Masturbated?" Skya questioned, confused. She'd never heard that word before, so it's not used on Venus.
"Have you ever touched yourself before?" Trunks questioned, trying to clarify what he was asking.
"I have to in order to wash myself." Skya answered, squatting down.
"No… Have you ever rubbed yourself—your secret treasure as in? That's a way to relieve yourself of the heat and pain you're feeling." Trunks explained, finally getting through to her.
"Yes… But I don't like doing that. It makes me uncomfortable. Goro made me do that while he watched. Sometimes he'd watch Cassius force me to have sex with him." Skya answered, trying not to feel so low that she shrinks again.
"I can always leave to give you privacy." Trunks offered.
"No. That won't do anything. Goro and Cassius told me I needed to practice rubbing myself. So, I did in hopes I wouldn't be punished. But I don't like it." Skya answered, taking deep breaths now.
"Well… Seeing as masturbation is out, I only know of a few other ways to help you. But I don't know if you'd be willing to have my help." Trunks calmly told Skya.
"What are they?" Skya questioned, looking up.
"Well, let's just get this one out of the way. The main one is to go all the way and make love—have sex as in. But you're not ready for that, are you?" Trunks sighed before asking.
"No. I'm not ready for your secret key yet. But—if that's the only way…" Skya replied, trailing off.
'My secret key? I suppose that makes sense; she has her secret treasure. And generally, you use a key to get to the treasure. Thank God for Mom. If it weren't for her and her teachings—and certain threats, I'd probably be taking advantage of Skya right now. Why, yes; this is the only way to help the aching you feel between your legs. Right… Mom would kill me. I think I'd kill myself. With all she's already been through, I couldn't hurt Skya like that.' Trunks thought to himself.
"No, we don't have to have sex right now; you're not ready. I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to do. I will never ever take anymore choices away from you like they did. I was just saying that making love—or sex was the main way; there are other ways to help you that doesn't require penetration. Like in the bathtub earlier. If you're comfortable, we can do something like that again. Seeing as you don't like rubbing yourself: if you're comfortable with the idea; I can rub you. Or—there's Sumata. That's where I would rub my key against your secret treasure without any penetration. But again: that's only if you're comfortable with that. I can use my knee to push against you. Or if you don't want my help, you can rub against the corner of the bed." Trunks explained how to help Skya without penetration, causing her to blush—big time.
"Umm… But what about you?" Skya inquired, realizing that if Trunks helped her, he could also become frustrated.
"Whatever you choose, I'll be fine. If you want help with your needs and I become hard, I'll go take a shower. If you don't want help, I'll take a shower and let you be." Trunks replied, watching her. Honestly, he could already feel himself stiffening up. He was also hoping she'd want his help—in any way. He didn't care what she wanted; he just wanted to be able to help and be there for her.
"But that doesn't seem fair." Skya argued.
"I'm fine. Whatever helps you that makes you comfortable. That's all I want." Trunks replied, watching her.
"But—it helps you too, right? Before in the tub—it helped you, right?" Skya started to protest but decided against that and just shyly asked him.
"Yes, it helped." Trunks answered, not even bothering to lie to her.
"Then that's what I want to do—again. But we don't have to take a bath again, do we?" Skya replied before asking.
"Ok. No, we don't; we can do it wherever you want—in this room. I have the door locked, so nobody should be able to get in." Trunks calmly replied. Yet, on the inside, he was jumping up and down like a child in a toy store.
"We can leave our underwear on again, yes?" Skya softly asked, pulling at the hem of her pajama shorts.
"Yeah. Well, we're not in a tub filled with water, so we can be fully clothed if you'd rather." Trunks told Skya.
"But—it feels better not in clothes." Skya softly replied, looking down, still fiddling with the hem of her shorts.
"What are you saying?" Trunks questioned, shocked—and Skya heard the shock in his voice.
"Please—I want to do it like before—in only our bottom underwear." Skya pleaded with Trunks, looking into his eyes.
Trunks lost it: he tilted her chin up and passionately kissed her.
As her hands clutched his shirt, Trunks's arms went around Skya's shoulders and lower back.
After a few minutes, Skya's hands slowly and shakily traveled down his shirt, only to go under it and feel around his stomach and chest.
"Do you want my shirt off?" Trunks questioned, pulling away from their kiss.
All Skya could do was nod her head, out of breath.
Trunks smiled at Skya and lightly kissed her just before removing his shirt.
Skya just stared at his chest, trying not to drool; she managed to swallow her spit back. That, unfortunately for her, didn't go unnoticed by Trunks.
"Now, what are we going to do about you?" Trunks questioned, watching her.
'This will be the first time he sees my mounds—I think.' Skya nervously thought to herself.
"Are you sure you don't want to leave your shirt on?" Trunks questioned, watching Skya; he could feel the nervousness emanating from her.
"Yes, I'm sure. I was just thinking—you've never seen my mounds before. Or have you?" Skya replied, watching Trunks.
"Well, that depends. Do you mean your breasts?" Trunks asked his own question.
"Breasts? Your mom mentioned that your dad liked to grab her breasts and butt. Aren't breasts another name for a secret treasure?" Skya questioned, confused.
"No. On Earth, what you call your secret treasure is actually a vagina, also known as a pussy. I'm sure there are more terms, but those are the only ones I know. What you call a key—on me, we call a penis, also known as a dick or cock. Clearly butt is the same, but your breasts are what you keep covered with a bra and shirt; they also go by a lot of different names, such as "boobs," "tits," or "titties," "the girls," and so many more. And I should've known what you were talking about. You mentioned your mounds when explaining why you wore bras. But to answer your question: no, I have not seen your mounds. But I've felt them enough to be able to imagine what they may look like." Trunks explained before answering Skya's question, making her blush.
"Oh." Skya replied, unsure of what else to say.
"You can always leave your shirt on." Trunks offered.
"No, I don't want to leave it on. And you can look—if you want." Skya shyly told Trunks, permitting him to see her mounds.
Trunks leaned down and gently kissed Skya again. Slowly, he started pulling her shirt up just to see what she would do. She lifted her arms once he had her shirt just under her breasts.
Skya's shirt was now on the floor, next to Trunks's.
"You are so sensitive." Trunks whispered as he ran his hands up and down Skya's sides and stomach, reaching just under her breasts.
"Trunks…" Skya sighed, relaxed.
"Now, what?" Trunks asked after Skya's height went back to four-foot-ten. He was happy she was feeling better, but he could still tell something was bothering her. When they met, Skya was five-foot-even. For now, though, he was happy she wasn't the size of a small doll.
"Like before?" Skya softly questioned against his lips, holding the hem of his shorts.
"If that's what my princess wants." Trunks replied with a smile, slowly placing his hands on the hem of her shorts.
Skya took a deep breath before starting to push his shorts, and Trunks followed suit by pushing her shorts down.
"Hold on and wrap your legs around my waist.." Trunks warned Skya before instructing, lifting her by her butt once they were down to only their panties and boxers.
"Where are we going?" Skya softly asked, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"I figure the bed would be comfiest. But if you had some place else in mind. I mean, I could always place you against the wall or on the flo—" "No. The bed is great." Skya softly interrupted Trunks, lightly kissing him.
"Bed it is." Trunks replied with a smile, walking to the bed with her.
Trunks turned around, sat down, and pushed himself up against his pillows and bedframe with Skya on his lap.
"Whenever you're ready. You, my love, are in control." Trunks calmly told Skya.
"Me? In charge?" Skya asked, pulling away in shock.
"Just like in the tub. For now, until you say so, you're in charge." Trunks calmly insisted, looking at her face.
"You can look at them. It's ok. As long as it's only you, I don't mind." Skya softly permitted Trunks, knowing full well that he wanted to look at her mounds.
"You know you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever met. You, Mom, and sometimes Bulla—when she's not pissing me off. What am I allowed to do?" Trunks sincerely told Skya after looking at her breasts for a minute or two before returning to her eyes. He then asked her as he ran his fingers up and down her sides.
"All I ask is that you don't touch my secret treasure yet. Oh, and please don't hit or pinch them." Skya told Trunks, pleading with him as she leaned her forehead against his.
"I promise you; I will not hit or pinch your breasts. I'm going to assume you don't want me to bite them either, correct?" Trunks promised before asking her.
"No. But why would you bite them in the first place?" Skya questioned, confused.
"Has Cassius or Goro never put their mouths to your breasts?" Trunks questioned, getting her to look at him.
"No. Cassius just hit and pinched them so hard; they'd bleed. Goro never really did anything to me except force me to shower with him. And then, his hands would just rub my sides and butt." Skya answered, placing Trunks's hands on her hips. It made it a little easier for her to talk about everything they did to her.
"So, I was able to be your first kiss and I was able to mark you. Now, with your permission, I'd like to be the first to kiss your breasts." Trunks responded, making Skya blush like crazy.
"O-ok." Skya stammered, embarrassed.
"But first: are you ready to sit all the way up?" Trunks questioned. Skya was still just sitting on his knees.
"Yes. But you wanted to kiss my mounds, I thought." Skya replied, confused.
"Oh, trust me; I'll be able to get your breasts with you against me." 'I've done it plenty of times before.' Trunks told Skya with somewhat of a mischievous smile before thinking to himself.
"Ok." Skya softly replied, moving to sit on his lap.
Just like in the tub, when she sat on Trunks's fully erect cloth-covered cock, she gasped a little, arching her body away from him just a little.
"Are you ok?" Trunks questioned, watching Skya's face with a smile. He already knew what she was going to say next.
"Uh-huh." Skya answered, nodding her head a little.
"Good. Just like in the tub, move your hips however you're most comfortable. Now, come here, Love." Trunks instructed before pulling her into a kiss.
Skya moved her hips back and forth, side-to-side, and all around. Now and then, her hips would lift up for a few seconds before coming back down onto Trunks.
At the same time, Trunks let his hands roam her body:
He would rub her hips down to her ass to bring her closer to him.
He ran his hands up and down her back or stomach, barely brushing the bottom or sides of her breasts.
He would send shivers through Skya's body as just his fingers ran up and down her sides.
All the while, Trunks and Skya were lightly kissing.
Certain spots on her body, Trunks knew, got Skya to gasp, moan, or make other random noises against his lips and into his mouth. He wanted to let her moans escape into the room, but he also knew how shy and scared Skya was. She was willing to do this with him, so the least Trunks could do for her was to keep her voice from being heard all around them.
That, and he didn't want to add more fuel to Bulla and give her a reason to say something stupid or hurtful, causing Skya to shrink again.
After a few minutes, Skya leaned back to breathe, leaning her head back and giving Trunks his opportunity. She leaned back, and he sat up and leaned forward just enough to pepper her breasts in light kisses.
Skya gasped each time she felt his lips touch her breasts.
If it weren't for Trunks's arms holding her up, Skya would've fallen to the bed. Her hips were still rotating on him, but not as fast as before.
"Mmmm!" Skya let out a decent moan when she felt Trunk's tongue run over her sensitive nipple.
'And I thought her body was sensitive. I just barely ran the tip of my tongue over her nipple, and she moaned like that.' Trunks thought to himself, pulling away from her breasts to look at her face again.
"Trunks…" Skya panted, wrapping her arms around his shoulders in order to pull herself to him and rest her head against his shoulder. Her energy was low, and she was becoming tired.
"Do you need to stop?" Trunks questioned, rubbing her back as she held still.
"No. you didn't say you were close like last time. And as hot and heavy my secret treasure is, I don't feel it in my tummy yet. I want to finish like that. I want to feel what you said I would feel if I let it take over my body. But—my knees hurt and feel heavy. I don't know what else to do because if you just touch my secret treasure—even just through my underwear to get to be done; you'll still be hurting. Please. Maybe I just need a few minutes." Skya replied, still leaning against his shoulder.
"I don't know how much longer you're going to last; I can see how tired you're becoming." Trunks replied.
"Please. Can we try that other thing you were talking about? You said your key wouldn't go in my secret treasure. You said something about rubbing against me." Skya replied, pulling away to look him in the eyes.
"Are you sure? Skya… Look me in the eyes and tell me you want that." Trunks firmly told Skya after asking, shocked.
"I want to try. I know what you're saying, I do. And I can't promise I won't be scared. But—maybe if you talk to me while you do what you have to do for a little bit; I won't panic. I want to at least try." Skya softly replied, looking Trunks directly in the eyes.
"Ok. Get out of bed." Trunks instructed.
"What? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry." Skya frantically apologized.
"No. This is just something I prefer to do standing—especially if we go to bed right after. It can be done laying down, but it may make a mess. You didn't do anything." Trunks insisted.
"Sorry." Skya softly apologized, feeling guilty that she spazzed the way she did.
"It's not your fault. I'm sorry for just telling you to get out of bed without explaining it first. Ok. We'll go to the end of the bed. That way, if you need to hold onto something, the wall is right in front of you. Now, I stand behind you. And you realize that, even though there's no penetration, we still take our underwear off. You understand that, right?" Trunks started instructing before asking.
"Yes, I understand." Skya softly replied, looking at the wall.
"You still sure this is something you want to try?" Trunks asked again.
"Yes, I'm sure." Skya answered, turning to look at him.
"Spread your legs a little. Yep, just like that. Now—do you want to remove your panties? Or do you want me to remove them?" Trunks questioned, watching her. He had already dropped his boxers around his ankles.
"You can if you'd like." Skya softly replied, trying to keep her breathing even.
"Ok. I'm about to push your panties down. You don't need to lift your legs or anything; they can just hang wherever they stop." Trunks warned Skya, holding the hem of her panties. When she nodded, he started slowly pushing them down.
"Are you doing ok?" Trunks questioned, hearing her breath hitch.
"Yes. It's just—I felt a small gust." Skya answered.
'Small gust?' "You mean a light breeze. Like a small gust of air or wind?" Trunks asked after explaining it to her.
"Yes." Skya answered.
"Here, we call that a light breeze. But now, you're going to feel my key against your secret treasure, but it will not enter you. If it feels like I'm going to penetrate, let me know right away because I may not realize it. Ok?" Trunks explained, standing right behind her.
"Yes." Skya replied, preparing herself.
"Mmmm!" Skya immediately let out a decently loud moan. Trunks just got himself situated against her; he didn't even have a hold of her hips yet.
"Is that a good moan?" Trunks questioned, watching her arms immediately reach for the wall in front of her. She just nodded her head.
"Well, then. You haven't felt nothing yet. Now, I'm where I need to be. I need you to put your legs back together." Trunks playfully told Skya before instructing again.
Slowly, Skya managed to put her legs back together.
"I'm going to start moving. I'm just going to go back and forth, ok?" Trunks warned Skya, holding onto her hips.
"Uh-huh." Skya replied, waiting.
"Mmmm…" Skya let out a breathy moan once he started thrusting back and forth like he said he would.
'She's already so wet. Like the rest of her, she's soft. And the heat coming from her… I can only imagine what she'll feel like whenever—if ever we get that far.' Trunks thought to himself, smoothly moving against her.
'His key is so hard—and so big. His key is so big. But I feel like I'm peeing or something; I feel something coming out. But he must not mind—right? He must feel it.' Skya's thoughts were jumbled as she felt pleasure she's never felt before. But at the same time, all she could do was pant and moan as she held onto the wall with one hand while her free hand held her lower stomach.
"Skya, give me your hand." Trunks ordered, letting go of her right hip.
Skya slowly reached her right hand back to Trunks.
"Now your other hand." Trunks instructed, holding her hand.
"Ahh! Mmm! Trunks!" Skya cried, feeling a new wave of pleasure.
"One arm here. And this hand, I'll hold. Now, turn your head a little; you can rest it on my shoulder if you'd like." Trunks instructed, placing her right arm around his neck and shoulder, holding her left hand with his right. His right hand was still holding Skya's hip. He had her lean her head back so he could see her eyes—and he wanted to kiss her.
"Trunks…" Skya breathed.
"Is this good?" Trunks questioned, kissing her forehead.
"Uh-huh." Skya answered, mesmerized.
"You are so beautiful. DON'T ever doubt that." Trunks told Skya before capturing her lips.
Skya was doing her best to hold still, but she was reaching her limits as she lightly tangled her fingers in his hair.
"Tr-Trunks… I-it's hap-happening a-a-again." Skya managed to tell Trunks, out of breath.
"The heaviness?" Trunks inquired, already knowing the answer.
"Yes." Skya answered.
"Remember what I told you earlier: just let go and let the feeling take over. Trust me. And trust me because I know how you feel; I'm close too." Trunks told Skya, tightening his grip on her hand to give her comfort.
"Trunks—I'm scared." Skya admitted.
"Do you want to stop?" Trunks questioned, concerned. Not because he may not get to finish. But rather for Skya and her trust for him; he never wanted to lose that.
"No. I've just… Mmmm… Never felt this… Mmmm… Before. Except in tub. Huh! Mmmm! It's scary. And… Mmmhmm… I'm going to wake someone." Skya barely managed to tell Trunks between her moaning and gasping. Each time she moaned; she bit her bottom lip.
"Why do you think that? Do you feel like you're going to scream?" Trunks questioned, just about his end. Skya responded by nodding her head and biting her lip.
"Come here. I'll swallow your screams." Trunks insisted, having her turn her head to kiss her.
"Trunks… I—I'm gonna… Huh!" Skya was pretty incoherent at that moment.
"Go ahead and let go. Cum. Cum for me." Trunks told Skya, once again using both hands to hold her hips.
"Please… H-hold my mou-mounds i-instead." Skya pleaded with Trunks before he sealed her lips with his.
Trunks slowly moved his left hand over her stomach and started slowly traveling up to her breasts; he was able to hold both with one hand/arm. His right hand stayed at her stomach, doodling, twisting the knot in her stomach even more.
Seconds later, Skya came, screaming into Trunks's mouth. Her nails dug into his neck while her free hand fell in front of her pussy and Trunks's tip.
'Are those her fingers?' Trunks asked himself, feeling his cock's tip between two of Skya's fingers. And just like that, he came, shooting his load onto the wall.
With Trunks holding onto her, Skya collapsed, out of energy.
"Are you ok?" Trunks questioned, concerned.
"Yes." Skya answered, out of breath.
"Did you enjoy that?" Trunks nervously questioned.
"Yes. But now—I don't think I can stand. I'm so tired." Skya answered and then admitted.
"Ok. Hold on. Hold onto my shoulders; I'll get your panties up if you'll allow me." Trunks instructed, helping her up. She wasn't kidding; she was very shaky and wobbly.
"K." Skya replied, leaning her face on his shoulder.
Trunks had already gotten his boxers on before helping her up. She wasn't ready to see his cock, and he knew that. He got her panties up, keeping eye contact with her stomach.
"Hmm?" Trunks chuckled a little when he felt Skya's soft, even breath on his shoulder; he knew she was asleep already. He lifted her into his arms, carried her to bed, and placed his shirt on her.
"My love." Trunks spoke, tucking hair behind her ear and moving her bangs to the side.
"Trunks…" Skya mumbled in her sleep, holding her hands in front of her.
"I promise; I'll protect her with all that I have." Trunks spoke to the universe, pulling Skya into his arms before falling asleep.
The Next Morning:
Skya woke up first; she urgently needed to use the bathroom. She was becoming frustrated because she couldn't get the door opened; she didn't know how the lock worked.
"Hey, hey, hey; what's wrong?" Trunks questioned, waking up.
"I need to use to the toilet, but we're trapped." Skya cried, twisting and turning the knob, unable to open the door.
"Shit. Skya, Love, it's ok; we're not trapped. Sorry. I forgot to unlock the door this morning." Trunks calmly told Skya, unlocking and opening the door.
"Thank you. Sorry." Skya replied before literally running to the bathroom.
"What's her issue?" Bulla asked, walking past.
"She had to use the bathroom." Trunks answered, annoyed.
"So?" Bulla questioned, pushing.
"So, what?" Trunks questioned, knowing where this was going.
"How was the sex this morning?" Bulla questioned, winking and jabbing him in the side.
"We didn't have sex." Trunks calmly answered, watching the bathroom door.
"Oh, come on, Trunks. She's wearing your shirt and you're in nothing but your boxers. I know you had sex." Bulla argued.
"Skya and I did not have sex; she is not ready. Now, I'm going to say this once: Skya and my personal, intimate love life is none of your business. So, stay out of it and stop pushing Skya before you push too far. I'm warning you now: if you push her too far and something happens; I will never forgive you." Trunks warned Bulla, pissed off.
"Umm… Did I do something wrong again?" Skya softly questioned, making her presence known.
"No, Dear; you didn't do anything wrong. Bulla, please just leave them and their sex life alone. Now, I don't care what any of you have planned: we're all going to have a nice family breakfast together; your father is making it now. And while we do, we're all going to talk. Now, go get dressed—all of you." Bulma firmly told Bulla, Trunks, and Skya.
"While we do, can we see your Moon Crystal? And maybe some other things that are from Venus—aside from food and stuff?" Bulla asked Skya, pleading with her eyes.
"Umm… I suppose." Skya nervously replied.
"Cool." Bulla happily replied.
"Come on, Skya." Trunks sighed, taking Skya back to their room.
"Is something wrong?" Skya questioned, concerned once the door was shut.
"Just Bulla not knowing when to quit, and just pissing me off. We'd better hurry and dress before Mom or Dad come to get us." Trunks insisted as they got their clothes.
"Trunks?" Skya softly asked, changing her panties.
"Yeah?" Trunks replied, getting dressed.
"Tonight—tonight, can we do that again? What we did before bed." Skya asked, watching Trunks as she got her bra on.
"If you want. Whenever you want, just say so. Did you like it that much? Here, let me help you." Trunks replied before asking, helping her with her bra.
"Yes—a lot." Skya replied, blushing.
"I'm glad. So, I'm guessing that was your first orgasm." Trunks questioned, whispering so that only Skya heard him.
"Y-yes. But it was also the first time that happened to. Just rubbing against me instead of putting it in." Skya whispered her answer.
"Well, I may not have been the one to get your virginity, but it seems like I still have a lot of your firsts. Your first kiss. Your first non-penetrative experience. The first and only one to kiss your breasts. The first and only one to give you your first orgasm." Trunks listed off Skya's first experiences.
"The first time to have anything like that gently and not hurt." Skya softly replied, pulling away from Trunks to get her skirt and socks on.
"Trunks… I know that you'll never be able to get my virginity like you should. But I was told by someone—I don't know who, that even though Cassius did bad things to me, that he could never steal my innocence from me—only I could give that to my true mate. I don't know what any of that means, but when I am ready, you'll be the one to get and have my innocence." Skya softly spoke, getting her shirt on.
"When was this?" Trunks asked, watching Skya.
"I don't know. It's fuzzy—the memory is. I'm thinking maybe someone told me in a dream or something." Skya replied.
"That makes sense. All they mean is that no matter what they did to you, you still have your innocence. That means you didn't let them win. You almost did, yes. But you beat them and kept your innocence. If you had just given up, stayed there, taking more abuse by choice, then your innocence would've been lost forever. But you didn't give up. You're here with me. Your innocence is your inner virginity. That's what a lot of people believe anyway." Trunks explained, hugging Skya close to him.
"Thank you." Skya replied, leaning into Trunks.
"For what?" Trunks questioned, confused.
"For saving me. You and your family. If it weren't for you and them, I would be like that—or dead." Skya replied, causing Trunks to hold onto her tighter.
"Let's go eat." Trunks insisted after a few minutes.
"Yes. Are you four coming?" Skya agreed before asking Solar, Eclipse, Saturn, and Twilight.
"Yes." They replied, following Skya and Trunks.
"And thank you four as well. You also saved me." Skya softly thanked the cats before Trunks opened the door, making them cry.
"That's what we do for family." Vegeta gruffly informed Skya.
"What?" Skya and Trunks questioned, confused.
"We love you, too!" Bulma happily exclaimed, hugging the life out of Skya.
"Were you listening in on us?" Trunks questioned, annoyed.
"Not intentionally. I was coming to see what was taking you so long. I was worried something was wrong. I just happened to hear you explaining to her something about innocence and her reply. I am so happy you arrived when you did. I know you must've been so scared in this new environment, having to adjust to a lot of new customs, and a bunch of other things you probably didn't or don't understand. We will always love and protect you—and any children you may have." Bulma sincerely told Skya, still hugging her. Skya was good until the mention of having children came up. Then she started furiously blushing.
"Ok. Bulma, you have to let the girl go before you break her. The food is ready." Vegeta told Bulma, pulling her away from Skya.
"How can they have babies if she can't handle having sex?" Bulla questioned, causing Skya to nearly fall to her knees.
"Bulla, behave! And you know better than to bring that up at the table." Bulma scolded Bulla again.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Coming! Go take a seat. Bulla will be seated between your father and me." Bulma called before telling Trunks and Skya.
"Goku, Chi-Chi, Gohan, Videl, and Goten: this is a surprise. What brings you by? No Pan?" Bulma asked, shocked to see them at this time.
"Pan's with my Dad for the day; it was Gohan's idea. So, something's going on, but I don't know what." Videl answered first.
"We need to talk—all of us." Chi-Chi firmly told Bulma.
"Of course. Come in. We were just sitting down for breakfast." Bulma replied, letting them in.
"It was a good thing I made extra. What's going on?" Vegeta grumbled but then asked when he saw Goten's face.
"Go on; tell them." Chi-Chi pushed Goten.
"I don't think Bulla and I are meant to be. I don't think we connected at all. I've been thinking about it since Yamcha said something. Last night just made it perfectly clear. When our eyes lit up like they did, we were looking into the sun just right. I'm sorry; I don't want to hurt you, Bulla. But it just doesn't feel right when I'm around you; I don't feel any kind of pull or my breath taken away when I look at you. I'm not happy, and I know you're not happy. When we're around each other, you just get angry." Goten nervously explained.
"That would explain Bulla's attitude as of these past few days." "What about them then?" Vegeta started only for Bulla to snap, pointing at Trunks and Skya.
"Let me explain. And do not interrupt me. You two are only half Saiyan; you're also half human. But even though, you're only half Saiyan, you can still connect and claim your mate. However, because of the human in you, it may take you a little longer to find who you're meant to be with—like Trunks; he dated a few girls before Skya. He and Skya connected and are mates. He marked her as his, and Saiyans can only do that with the one they're meant to be. They both felt a pull, and both had their breaths taken away every time they looked each other in the eyes. I watched them connect in the training room—the dimmed training room with very little lighting. I kind of started wondering myself about Bulla and Goten with how angry she's been getting—and her hostility toward Skya. Bulla, look at me. Look at your brother and his girl and then look and you and Goten. Now look at me and honestly tell me: do you feel any kind of pull or connection with Goten?" Vegeta explained before speaking to Bulla.
Bulla sat there, staring at Goten for a few minutes.
"…No, I don't. But that day, I felt something." Bulla admitted, becoming upset.
"That idiot just shouted out that you and Goten were connecting. Of course, you felt something; you wanted that. You want someone to love you. And one day, you'll find that someone. Just not today—and not with Goten." Vegeta thoughtfully told Bulla.
"I'm sorry. So, so, so sorry." Bulla cried, apologizing to everyone.
"So, it wasn't her fault?" Skya asked Trunks.
"Apparently not." Trunks sighed, still a little frustrated.
"I forgive you." Skya softly told Bulla.
"What?" Trunks and Bulla questioned, shocked.
"If someone is truly sorry for how they acted or for something they did, it's better to forgive and move on than to linger on something. That's what my mom used to say all the time." Skya explained, leaning into Trunks."
"Good words to live by." Bulma spoke, stunned for a few seconds before remembering Stella had traveled a lot and had been to Earth a few times.
"Still friends?" Goten questioned, watching Trunks and Bulla.
"Always." Trunks replied, fist bumping with Goten.
"As long as you want to be." Bulla replied with a small smile.
"Come. Eat." Bulma insisted, pulling out the table to make it longer.
At the same time, Vegeta and Trunks got the extra chairs—Vegeta grumbling the entire time.
Ten Minutes Later:
"Are you going somewhere?" Goku asked Skya once everyone was seated, noticing her bag.
"No. Why do you ask?" Skya questioned, confused.
"You have your bag out here. It just seems like you'd be going somewhere." Goku replied.
"Oh, no. Umm… Bulla had asked to see the Moon crystal." Skya nervously answered, picking at her pancakes.
"Shoot. Sorry. Skya, I don't know if you remember Gohan and Goten's parents, Goku and Chi-Chi; you met them the day you arrived, but I don't think you've seen them since. These are them." Trunks explained to Skya, knowing why she was nervous.
"Well, I remember Chi-Chi was here the day I was told I lost a baby that was inside of me because of Cassius. She was drinking tea with Mom. I know they mentioned the name "Goku," but no, I don't really remember him too well." Skya softly admitted.
"What's the Moon Crystal?" Goku and Gohan questioned.
"The Moon Crystal is one of the most powerful items in the entire universe. Not the strongest, but one of them. And from what I understand, only pure-hearted royal members of the Moon family can use it. Something about it backfiring if evil tries to use it. Does that sound about correct?" Vegeta explained before asking Skya.
"That's what I was told." Skya replied.
"Yes, that's all true. But why ask Skya?" Eclipse spoke up before asking.
"Because I told them about it this morning. I do know about the crystal; Mom told me a little before she died." Skya answered, shocking Eclipse.
"I told you she knew." Solar told Eclipse, rolling her eyes.
"Thank you, Mrs. Bulma." Twilight and Saturn thanked Bulma when she put down two small plates of breakfast for them, Solar and Eclipse.
"Yes, thank you." Solar and Eclipse thanked Bulma.
"It's no problem at all. And please, you drop the Mrs. I'm happy just be called by my name." Bulma replied before insisting.
"Can we see this crystal?" Gohan questioned, interested.
"Ummm…" Skya started, unsure.
"Why don't we let her eat first? And here: I don't know if this will keep others from seeing using whatever, but maybe this will help." Bulma insisted, pulling all the blinds and shades so nobody could peer inside.
Half an Hour Later:
"Do you need any help?" Skya asked Bulma when she noticed her taking the plates and everything to the sink.
"You just sit still. Bulma has this handled." Vegeta calmly insisted. He just wanted to see the crystal.
"Lean this way for a second." Trunks pulled Skya to him just before a pan flew by and hit Vegeta in the head.
"What the hell?!" Vegeta hollered, holding his head.
"Don't you speak for me. At least someone offers to help me. You can wait a little longer to see that crystal. Skya: I would love some help, thank you." Bulma growled at Vegeta before calmly speaking to Skya.
"Of course. I want to help; it's the least I can do with how kind you've been to me." Skya replied, lifting the pan Bulma threw.
"I'm so glad Mai didn't work out! I just love this one!" Bulma happily exclaimed, hugging Skya.
"Mom, I do love Skya very much. Please don't break her in half." Trunks firmly told his mother after seeing how tightly she was hugging Skya.
"Sorry. She's just so huggable." Bulma replied, releasing her grip a little.
Bulma showed Skya how to do dishes using the dishwasher; it only took a few minutes for her to scrub everything down. At the same time, Skya put everything in the dishwasher. While they did that, Trunks wiped down the table, Bulla swept around and under it, and Vegeta sat and stewed in his spot.
Chi-Chi, Videl, Goten, and Gohan were patiently waiting for Skya and Bulma to be ready. Meanwhile, Goku was just as antsy as Vegeta was to see the Moon crystal.
"Ok… That's all taken care of." Bulma spoke, feeling accomplished.
"Finally." Vegeta shot, frustrated.
"Oh, relax. You're going to see the crystal in just a little bit. Have a seat, Dear." Bulma growled at her husband before sweetly speaking to Skya.
Skya sat next to Trunks, back in her spot, and picked her bag up off the floor.
After a few minutes of digging, Skya had pulled out the water globe she was telling Trunks about; that was placed on the table. And she finally found the brooch with the Moon crystal.
"That's pretty." Bulla admired the round, sky blue, and silver brooch.
And then Skya opened the brooch, revealing the immaculate Silver Moon Crystal.
"That is so pretty. Do you think I could borrow and wear it to school?" Bulla questioned.
"No. I can't ever let out of my possession." Skya softly but seriously answered.
"I won't let anyone touch or take it. You can trust me." Bulla continued.
"I know I can trust you. But I promised to always keep it safe." Skya answered as firmly as she could.
"Bulla, leave it alone already. Skya said "no;" she can't let you take it. No means no." Trunks firmly told Bulla when he saw her about to ask again.
"That is quite enough. Bulla: you have to respect what Skya says about her crystal. She has the huge responsibility of keeping it safe. Be thankful she even allowed you to see it; she was so hesitant about even bringing it out of her bag. Now, because we know why you've been how you have toward Skya, we'll later discuss your punishment. Yes, you're still grounded. You weren't possessed. You weren't under the influence of anything or anyone. You were only misguided. However, because you were misguided the way you were; your punishment will be lessened. Yet, if you continue to ask to borrow the crystal, your punishment will stand just where it is now. Got it? Good." Bulma had enough and sternly told Bulla. She should know better because that's not how she raised her. If someone says "no;" drop it and leave it alone.
"I'm not going to take it, but can I see it up close?" Gohan questioned, watching Skya.
"Ummm… Ok." Skya softly replied, unsure.
"No!"
While Skya was getting ready to hand Gohan the crystal, Goten had to use the bathroom and was trying to pass Gohan and their dad. Goten tripped over his feet and bumped into Goku, pushing him into the table, which knocked the water globe to the ground, shattering it…