The Heads I Smashed
Chapter 3: Love? Hell Yeah!
A/N: Okay, thanx to all the reviwers! I love you guys! Well, this chapter is especially dedicated to Kenny. Everyone will see why. And Kenny, why the hell are you still reading this?
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Onto the fantabulous story. (weird word huh?)
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The horror is over. For now anyway. I tried on the dress. It wasn't as tight as I made it sound. I was just in a bad mood. I wanted to be grumpy. But it was so beautiful. One of the most gorgeous dresses I have ever seen. And I designed it. Trunks begged me and begged me to let him see it. I was surprised, since he claimed that he was a "firm" believer in tradition. I told him no, of course, and then we played a friendly round of arm wrestling. Although he is stronger than me, I had trained for the past five years nonstop. I was almost Super Saiya-Jin 2. Trunks was proud of me. He still is, I think.
I look at him, sleeping on the couch, all curled up. He is absolutely adorable. I walk to the couch and kneel before him. I brush a few strands of lavender hair away from his face and softly trace his lips with my left index finger.
Suddenly, I feel his fingers grasp my wrist.
My eyes go wide and he smiles at me knowingly.
"You were gonna kiss me, eh, P-Chan?"
I giggle and nod.
He sleepily stretches his arms above his head and puts his feet on the carpet of the Capsule Corp. building.
I hold out my hand in a friendly gesture that means 'Need help in getting up?'
He takes my hand, my I'm unexpectedly brought down onto his lap, straddling him.
I smirk, "Naughty Trunks-Kun. Now remember, tradition says no sex till after marriage."
His evil smile doesn't phase, "There's no tradition against making out, now is there."
And with that he kisses me full on the mouth, throwing my brain into a frenzy. He continues to kiss me while sliding his hands over my sides. His hand starts to go up my shirt, but I stop him.
"Trunks, I know you are a believer of tradition, but we are saiya-jins and unfortunately for the moment, instinct comes before tradition."
He nods, then gently kisses my neck, making me shiver.
"How about we get something to eat?" He suggests.
I nod, slowly recollecting my senses. He puts his hands under my bottom and stands up. He then runs to the kitchen.
"TRUNKS!" I squeal. And yes I squeal sometimes.
He sits me on the counter, then starts rummaging through the rather large refrigerator.
I giggle. He pulls out some turkey and mayonnaise and other sandwich ingredients. He then takes out some raw ham, knowing that I love it more than any other food.
I can handle it, Saiya-jin stomachs are made to handle raw meats among various poisons humans cannot contain. Vegeta excerpt. ^_^
Trunks then begins to make a sandwich. And what a sandwich it is. I'm getting hungry just looking at it. He puts the last ingredient on it then puts another slab of bread on top.
He looks at me eyes, and he can tell that they're lusting after the food.
So he knew what he did next would set me off.
He put the sandwich right next to my lips. I could smell the turkey, it was so close. He then moved it away and tossed the whole thing in his mouth.
He happily munched. But he knew he was in for it when he saw it in my eyes.
'Now you've done it, prepare to be ass kicked,' I told him mentally.
He let out a small yelp, then snatched the ham and took off running.
This I had anticipated, thus I blasted from the spot I was at after him. He flew up the stairs and I was right on his heels. I know that this won't work, since Trunks is faster than me, but I can suppress my ki better. So, I lower it. And wait for him. Right by the stairs. Sure enough, he rounds the corner and I jump on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and putting him in a headlock.
"AAAHH!" he yells. He then topples over, unfortunately, in the direction of the stairs. We tumble for a while, Bulma has a very large stair case.
When we finally stop rolling at the end of the stairs, him landing on top of me, and the ham landing a few feet away. My stomach rumbles and I struggle to move from under Trunks but he restrains me by pushing downward with his weight.
"Don't think with your stomach, P-Chan."
He placed both of his hands on my face, one on each cheek, then gently ran his lips over my eyelids, my forehead, and my nose. All the while teasing me. Making me want him to kiss me so much that my lips started to burn.
"Trunks-Kun…" I whisper.
He smirks, "I have you turned on, don't I?"
He nips at my neck.
My eyes flutter shut, and I manage to mumble a yes.
My breathing is getting heavier. Trunks also noticed.
He smiles and kisses me softly on the lips.
"We need to stop now, P-Chan. I'm getting a little excited."
I noticed what he was referring to and began to giggle.
"A little excited? It looks like you walked into a stripping whore house!"
He laughed, then sat up. I sat up also.
A loud rumbling interrupted us and I laughed sheepishly at my stomach.
Trunks also smiled and we both stood up and walked to the ham. He picked it up and we both made our way to the kitchen.
He cut the meat with a knife, some of the blood started to dribble on to the counter. Speaking of dribbling, my mouth is starting to water extremely.
Trunks takes a slab of the ham and places it in my mouth. I slowly chew, smiling the whole time. He smiles, also.
He continues to feed me till the whole ham is finished.
He laughs softly at me when I'm through.
I look at him questioningly.
He just smiles and places his thumb near the corner of my mouth, rubbing downwards. I see the blood on his thumb. It must have been on my face.
He places his thumb in his mouth and sucks the blood off.
I laugh, "You're already sexy, Trunks-Kun. No need for more."
He puts his nose to mine, "Yeah there is…"
He then proceeds to give me the most awesome kiss I've ever received. The mixture of his tongue and blood was out of this world. Well, to a saiya-jin anyway.
He pulls back slowly and smiles. He sits down in a seat and leans back nonchalantly.
"You think we're in love, P-Chan?"
I sigh happily and let a big cheesy grin play on my face, "Love? Hell yeah!"
And then he tackles me to the floor, starting his frenzied kissing game all over again.
A/N: this is not as long as I would like it, but I'm trying to get this story in parts. As for everyone else who is the household at the time, they were all shopping for wedding gifts. ^^;;; sorry, I felt this chapter should be solely Trunks and Pan. Sorry If it ain't too great. And yes I believe ain't is a word. ^_^ I live in Louisiana! What do you expect! I don't have a terrible accent, though. But why do yall care? (yall is a word here too. An abbreviation for you all.) well, next chapter soon! Oh yeah I got a new story up. It ain't worth reading. It's mostly humor, but has T/P as a couple as well as G/B. Don't worry, it's not really a romance. Just something to laugh at. ^_^ Ja!
--Lonna