Bra
Chapter 3
The fifth month
By ArchAngelStar at
heartbrokenstar01@hotmail.com
Four months later Bulma couldn't even get something to drink without Trunks right there (I bet you're wondering why Trunks is taking care of Bulma huh? Well read on and you'll find out).
Vegeta walked in from training, to see Bulma siting on the couch sipping a class of apple juice.
"What are you doing? What about my lunch, Women?" Bulma just ignored him.
From the kitchen Vegeta heard Trunks' voice, "Dad leave mom alone. She needs her rest," Trunks stuck his head out of the kitchen door and glared at his dad. Vegeta looked over his shoulder at the boy and glared right back at him. Trunks stepped out of the kitchen and Vegeta fell over. Trunks was wairing an apron that read, normally, 'Kiss the cook.' But he had put a piece of tape over the top of it that said 'don't'. So the apron now read 'Don't Kiss The Cook.'
Bulma giggled and started to get up. Trunks crossed the room in a bound and gently pushed her back down.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrr..., Trunks hello? I'm you're mother and I was able to move around when I was with you. So what's so different now?" Bulma asked her boy.
"Just because dad didn't care enough doesn't mean I don't," Trunks said as if that made everything right. Bulma just rolled her eyes and sat back on the couch. Vegeta had finally gotten up and was walking in the kitchen following his nose. Trunks had been making everyone's lunch when he was called out by his dad yelling at his mom. He ran back into the kitchen just in time to shut a pan lid on his dad's fingers.
Vegeta yelp and cursed at his son. Trunks' just poked his dad in the chest with a big spoon and pointed at the door forcefully with it. Vegeta glared at him and stalked out of the room to take a shower.
Just then the doorbell rang, Trunks called to his mom and told her not to get it. He pushed a bottom on the com that ran all the way though out the house.
"Hello?" Trunks said into the speaker. He heard a yelp and someone breathing hard.
"H...Hello?"
"It's just me, Trunks speaking though the com system," Trunks said a little alarmed.
"Oh, Hey Hun' it's me, Rachel," the girl at the door said. Trunks smiled and walked out of the kitchen to the door. Much to his displeasure he still had on the apron. So Reachel, being the joker that she was, pulled the tape off so the apron said 'Kiss The Cook' once again. She did what it said and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed and walked back into the kitchen wondering if he would ever get to finish lunch. Just as he got back to the kitchen the doorbell rang again.
Trunks turned on his heel and handed Reachel the spoon and said "Stir the pot with the lid on it please, before it burns." Reachel nodded and walked over to the stove.
When Trunks got to the door it was 18 and Videl. Trunks smiled and helped them to the couch. It's a good thing it's just the girls or I would of had to cook at least ten more pan full, Trunks thought as he helped 18 sit down, much to her displeasure. Then Trunks remembered something.
"Hey mom don't you have an appointment to day?" Trunks said as he walked back toward the kitchen.
"Yah, we all do," Bulma said, "That's why 18 and Videl are here."
"Oh I don't think we all can fit in the air car," Trunks said stopping in the kitchen doorway.
Just then Reachel walked in to the room in an apron and had the spoon in her hand, "You drive half and I'll drive the other half. Remember I did get my license like two weeks ago."
Videl looked at the two of them and giggled, they looked at her as she said, "You two look like you are cooking or something. And Trunks cooking? HAHAHAHAHA Now there's something I have to see."
It was Bulma who answered her, "Who do you think has been doing all the cooking around here? Me? Not a chance. Trunks has been doing all the cooking. He's actually quite the good cook." Trunks blushed and walked into the kitchen so he didn't have to listen to them bicker. Reachel followed suit.
They started to finish lunch, when Rachel threw a spoonful of butter at Trunks. Trunks laughed and scraped the butter off his apron.
"Now none of that," Trunks said laughing. He walked over to her and pulled her into a strong hug. He breathed in the smell of her hair and smiled. How often he wanted to hold her like this but in more privacy then the kitchen. *To kiss her neck. To pull off her clothes. To look down at her from on top of her. WHAT THE!? SHE'D HIT ME IF SHE KNEW WHAT I WAS THINKING, which I hope she doesn't know*, Trunks thought shaking his head to clear it.
"I do know what you're thinking, remember?" Rachel said smiling into his chest. Trunks fell down forgetting to let go of Rachel. Rachel smiled and slide her hands under his shirt and apron. pulling it over his head. Just as she bent and started to kiss his chest, Vegeta walked into the room.
