Chapter 4: "Questions of the Future"
At dinner, Ryoko met three new people. Mrs. Breif, Mr. Breif, and Baby Trunks. Ryoko thought Mr. Briefs smoked too much, but he was kind and smart. She thought that Mrs. Breifs was ditzy, but she was kind and helpful. She thought that Baby Trunks looked exactly like her Trunks. Well, almost.
First of all, Baby Trunks drooled a lot. Miria Trunks didn't. Well, thought Ryoko, laughing inside her head, I could make my Trunks drool if I wanted to. She smiled. Secondly, Baby Trunks was cubby and cute. Miria Trunks was cute, too, but he had hard features like his father, like a prince would have; high cheek-bones, a sharp nose, and deep eyes. He wasn't cute, he was handsome.
"Are you comparing us?" questioned Trunks, who was sitting on his bed. Ryoko was laying on his bed, while Baby Trunks grabbed her fingers. Ryoko smiled. "Yeah."
Trunks flopped from his sitting position into a laying position, making his long lavender hair fly into his eyes. Putting his arms behind his head, he asked, "Ryoko, what are we going to do about this?"
"About what?"
"About going back and forth between worlds and all. We can't do it forever."
She sighed. "I guess not, but we'll figure something out eventually."
"Yeah."
Bulma knocked on the door. "Come in" said Trunks and Ryoko in unison.
"Hey! I need to get Trunks, I mean, Baby Trunks, it's his bedtime."
Ryoko handed the baby over to Bulma, and she walked out. Ryoko walked back over to the bed and sat down, looking at her boyfriend. He looked so handsome, with his hair every which-way. Well, mostly because he had his shirt off, but the hair was a plus too. While he was looking at the ceiling in deep thought, she snuggled up against him.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" she asked quietly.
He was thinking about his home, in the future, and how his mother was doing, but he didn't want to talk right now. "You." he whispered.
Smiling, she kissed him on the lips and fell asleep, leaving him to think.
It was bedtime for the kids over at the San household. Yuigi had her cotten pajamas on, while Gohan had on sweatpants.
"You know what's coming up soon?" said Chi-Chi happily. Everyone was in Gohan's room.
"Study time in eight more hours?" yawned Yuigi. Chi-Chi said that she was 'brilliant', so she gave her plenty of books and papers to write and math problems to do that day. Yuigi personally thought that Chi-Chi had some sort of an obsession with studying.
"Um...no" replyed Chi-Chi. "Your 12th birthday, Gohan!"
"Oh yeah..." he said, his eyelids drooping. He noticed that Yuigi had just fallen asleep on his floor. Gohan was about to go to sleep, too, but Chi- Chi was so excited and kept asking him questions. "What do you want for your birthday?" she asked.
"Hmmm..." he said sleepily, as if he were thinking.
The phone rang.
"Oh! I'd better go get that." said Chi-Chi, already out of the room. Gohan walked like a zombie over to his bed, stepping over Yuigi, and he looked at her and stopped.
"A pool party, Sunday? For Gohan's birthday? Your house? Everyone's invited.....hm...." said Chi-Chi. She didn't really approve of Gohan's friends, who were the Z fighters, but since it WAS his birthday..., "Sound's great, Bulma, thanks!" she hung up after saying goodbye, and walked back to her son's room to tell him about the party. "Hey Gohan, on Sunday we're..."
She cut herself off, seeing Gohan and Yuigi asleep, both on the floor. Why is he sleeping on the floor? she wondered to herself, shutting the door with a smile on her face.
After taking a shower and putting her pajamas on, Chi-Chi walked into her bedroom to find her husband sleeping peacefully in their bed. She smiled to herself, crawling into bed. Shutting her eyes, half asleep, she was startled by a noise. Looking at her husband, she saw that he now had a goofy, open-mouthed grin on his face, and he was snoring loudly.
Chi-Chi's eyes rolled up and she shoved her head between two pillows. "Oh geez, not again!" she said in a muffled voice.
Chapter 5: "Making Waves"
Days came and past, and then Sunday finally arrived. Everyone-Gohan, Goku, Chi-Chi, Yuigi, Ryoko, Trunks, Vegeta, Bulma, Baby Trunks, Mr. and Mrs. Briefs, Piccalo, Tien, Master Roshi, Chaoutzu, Yamcha and even Puar- were gathered at Capsule Corp. for Gohan's huge birthday celebration. Gohan and Yuigi were already splashing around in the pool before everyone came. When they did, they were all wondering who the mysterious looking blonde in the pool was.
"Oh, she's Gohan's study buddy!" grinned Chi-Chi. Everyone starred at Yuigi.
Hmm..., thought Piccalo, That girl definatly isn't human, but as long as Chi-Chi's happy, I'm not going to tell HER that...it'd only cause an uproar...
"There's that preverted Master Roshi!" sighed Chi-Chi, "I knew I shouldn't have let Goku invite him!
Trunks walked out in his bathing suit, followed by Ryoko. She looked awfully shy, but then again she was standing in her bathing suit in front of a bunch of men she had never met before. Too add to that, they were all looking at her as if she was some sort of alien. Well...she was an alien, but she didn't exactly look like E.T.
"Hey everyone!" said Trunks. "This is my...girlfriend." he said shyly. "Her name is Ryoko."
"Grr...good goin' dude." whispered Yamcha, looking her up and down. Tien jabbed him in the stomach with his elbow and rolled his eyes.
Ryoko saw Piccalo, and was quite startled. Piccalo could see that. "Namek." he said.
"Jurai...in the parellel universe." she explained, smiling. Houston, we have communication with the Green Kind! she thought, amusing herself.
Vegeta was smirking at her. "Oh, there's that annoying woman!" he exclaimed loudly enough from the other end of the pool.
"Oh look! There's that annoying man that I almost made into an annoying woman. How are you?" she shouted across the pool.
Everyone was looking at her funny again, and Trunks signaled to them that she had kicked his father really hard in a peculiar place. They all winced.
Snarling, Vegeta turned around to talk to Bulma.
All of a sudden, Ryoko felt a tiny poke of a finger on her back. Turning around, she was face-to-face with an old, blushing man.
"Heh heh...I don't think we've met yet." he exclaimed, smiling wider. He dragged his green sunglasses to the end of his nose so he could look at her from the tops of them.
"Heh heh, you don't want to meet her she's really mean almost like Vegeta well gotta go bye!" said Trunks quickly, pulling Ryoko away from Master Roshi.
"Well thanks for giving me an excellent introduction!" she said, confused, once they were inside.
"Believe me," he breathed, "You don't want him to get to know you. Especially if you're an unbelievably good looking woman like yourself."
"And why's that?" she said, blushing because of what he had called her.
"He's a pervert. Nice, but incredibly perverted."
"Ah."
They both walked outside together, listening to Vegeta and Bulma argue while they were getting cake.
"I don't want cake, woman, I want to go train."
"RRRR! I'm going to take you to an 'Obsessive Trainers Anonomous' meeting sometime. Just take the cake! I know you're hungry! And this is Gohan's birthday, so please just bear it for a couple of hours!"
"You can't read my mind, how would you know if I'm hungry or not???"
"Your stomach just growled you oaf!"
"Hmph! I don't care, I'm not picking up that plate and eating that cake!"
"Fine." she said quietly and calmly. Almost too calmly. "I'll get it for you."
Bulma smirked to herself, picked up the plate with a big piece of cake on it, and smashed it into Vegeta's face. Laughing, she rubbed the plate all over his face, then rubbed it down the inside of his shirt, letting it drop to the concrete afterwards.
"Bon appetite!" she chuckled.
Vegeta licked off the frosting around his mouth, and his eye was twitching with anger. Every single person in the pool area had tears streaming down their cheeks with laughter, even Piccalo, while Vegeta picked up another plate of cake.
"That was iso/i good, I just wouldn't be able to stand it if my mate didn't get some."
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Vegeta smashed it into Bulma's face, rubbing it hard up and down her head. She yelled a muffled cry of protest while he laughed, holding the small of her back so that she couldn't back away from the plate. After about twenty seconds of this, he picked her up and threw her into the pool, then dived in himself.
"YOU JERK!" she screamed. "I HAVE CLOTHES ON!"
Chuckling, he said, "So do I, don't cry about it!"
Bulma looked at him with anger in her eyes, but then suddenly her mouth dropped open a little, and she started to crack up again. "You have frosting running off of your nose."
He went under water, and came up cake and frosting free. She did the same, and came up smiling. He couldn't help but to smile himself. Bulma kissed him on the lips and Vegeta put his arms around her.
When they broke the kiss, Vegeta and Bulma finally realized that every soul in the pool area was watching them. Vegeta looked at Bulma, and he hoped that he wasn't blushing as bad as she was.
Chapter 5: "Ryoko...Meet Miria Bulma!"
"Bye guys!" called Trunks. Gohan's party had ended a few days ago, and so had summer, so Yuigi went back to her home in the parallel universe. Ryoko, however, had decided to stay and go back to the future with Trunks until next summer when he would come back to the past.
"Bye Trunks! See you next summer!" yelled Bulma, with tears in her eyes. Vegeta nodded to him, as sign of a farewell.
Trunks and Ryoko were in the time machine, already in the air. Bulma and Vegeta could see them rising higher and higher, and suddenly they disappeared into the stream of time separating the past from the future.
Ryoko couldn't speak. What she was seeing right now was incredible, indescribable even. The Time Stream was breathtaking.
Looking at her, Trunks smiled. That's exactly how he felt when he first saw the Time Stream.
Eventually, they came out of it, and an older Capsule Corp. building was visible.
"Wow, everything looks so different, yet so similar to the past." breathed Ryoko.
They landed and ran up to the house, with their belongings in portable tubes that were in Trunks' jacket.
"Hey mom, I'm home!" he cried happily. Ryoko saw Bulma, and couldn't believe how different she looked. She had lost her happy, girlish glow, and she looked more serious and mature. Her hair was long and she had a few wrinkles, but she still looked good.
"Trunks!" Bulma cried. "You're back, you're really back!" Trunks ran to her and hugged her, and Bulma started crying. "I missed you so much." she said, her voice cracking a little. "And I see you've got a girlfriend." she said slyly, jabbing him lightly in the ribs with her elbow. He smiled and nodded while she wiped away her tears, and Bulma noticed that he wasn't shy about it. iShe must mean a lot to him then./i Bulma thought, smiling inside.
Trunks introduced them, and they became friends right away. "I've gotta go to the bathroom." said Ryoko, walking up the stairs.
"Do you want me to show you where it is?" questioned Trunks.
"No, I'll find it eventually." she smiled, and walked up the stairs.
Bulma held her head with one hand and suddenly sat down on the couch. "Oh dear." she sighed.
Trunks sat down by her. "Mom...are you okay?" he asked in worry.
Breathing slowly in and out, Trunks noticed that she had gotten pale. Not just when she had sat down, but he noticed it when he first walked throught the door.
"I'll be fine." she smiled reassuringly, but continued to breath slowly. "I'm just tired, I've been working on my projects all day. I think I'll go to bed." She hugged him again and walked up the stairs, to her room.
Frowning at his mom's sudden 'episode', Trunks waited for Ryoko. Getting bored of standing around, he decided to take a look at the projects his mom had been working on. iShe'll work until she dies, that's all I know./i he smiled to himself. Turning the corner into his mother's lab, he gasped.
Spiderwebs were visible, hanging from the corners in the ceiling and on her computer, and light dust was on everything in sight. iShe hasn't been working at all! She just made that up!/i He was suddenly worried again. He knew his mother would continue working on these projects, unless...unless something was wrong. Shrugging, he tried to shake it off. iIt's probably an outside project, it is warm out. Maybe she just got dizzy from the heat./i he sighed in relief, "That's it."
Ryoko looked around the house while she was upstairs. "This place isn't too shabby...needs some dusting though." she remarked to herself. She and Trunks could take care of the housework, though. Bulma was obviously too old to do a full-scale cleaning job on this house. Ryoko noticed that some of the house on the outside had crumbled, and that some of the windows were broken in, lined with ash. Frowning, Ryoko thought, iI'll have to ask Trunks about that later./i
Walking down the hall, she saw Trunks' room. She could tell, because it had men's clothing in it, his style of clothing. With a giant leap, she landed face first on his bed, and started breathing in and smelling his pillow at the same time. Coughing, she realized that it had dust on it too, but she did pick up a faint smell of colonge.
She walked around his room, and also looked around. "So this is where I'll be staying..." she sighed happily.
"Yep." said Trunks, out of nowhere. Ryoko gasped and he laughed, tackling her so that she landed on his bed. "Your bed is dusty." she remarked.
"I'll wash the sheets and pillow later." he whispered in her ear. "I'm busy right now."
"Where's your mom's room at, Trunks?" Ryoko asked, starring up at the ceiling.
" Way on the other side of the house, upstairs. Why?" He asked.
"Oh, just because." she answered, pulling him into a kiss. iI don't want her to hear us.../i
At dinner, Ryoko met three new people. Mrs. Breif, Mr. Breif, and Baby Trunks. Ryoko thought Mr. Briefs smoked too much, but he was kind and smart. She thought that Mrs. Breifs was ditzy, but she was kind and helpful. She thought that Baby Trunks looked exactly like her Trunks. Well, almost.
First of all, Baby Trunks drooled a lot. Miria Trunks didn't. Well, thought Ryoko, laughing inside her head, I could make my Trunks drool if I wanted to. She smiled. Secondly, Baby Trunks was cubby and cute. Miria Trunks was cute, too, but he had hard features like his father, like a prince would have; high cheek-bones, a sharp nose, and deep eyes. He wasn't cute, he was handsome.
"Are you comparing us?" questioned Trunks, who was sitting on his bed. Ryoko was laying on his bed, while Baby Trunks grabbed her fingers. Ryoko smiled. "Yeah."
Trunks flopped from his sitting position into a laying position, making his long lavender hair fly into his eyes. Putting his arms behind his head, he asked, "Ryoko, what are we going to do about this?"
"About what?"
"About going back and forth between worlds and all. We can't do it forever."
She sighed. "I guess not, but we'll figure something out eventually."
"Yeah."
Bulma knocked on the door. "Come in" said Trunks and Ryoko in unison.
"Hey! I need to get Trunks, I mean, Baby Trunks, it's his bedtime."
Ryoko handed the baby over to Bulma, and she walked out. Ryoko walked back over to the bed and sat down, looking at her boyfriend. He looked so handsome, with his hair every which-way. Well, mostly because he had his shirt off, but the hair was a plus too. While he was looking at the ceiling in deep thought, she snuggled up against him.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" she asked quietly.
He was thinking about his home, in the future, and how his mother was doing, but he didn't want to talk right now. "You." he whispered.
Smiling, she kissed him on the lips and fell asleep, leaving him to think.
It was bedtime for the kids over at the San household. Yuigi had her cotten pajamas on, while Gohan had on sweatpants.
"You know what's coming up soon?" said Chi-Chi happily. Everyone was in Gohan's room.
"Study time in eight more hours?" yawned Yuigi. Chi-Chi said that she was 'brilliant', so she gave her plenty of books and papers to write and math problems to do that day. Yuigi personally thought that Chi-Chi had some sort of an obsession with studying.
"Um...no" replyed Chi-Chi. "Your 12th birthday, Gohan!"
"Oh yeah..." he said, his eyelids drooping. He noticed that Yuigi had just fallen asleep on his floor. Gohan was about to go to sleep, too, but Chi- Chi was so excited and kept asking him questions. "What do you want for your birthday?" she asked.
"Hmmm..." he said sleepily, as if he were thinking.
The phone rang.
"Oh! I'd better go get that." said Chi-Chi, already out of the room. Gohan walked like a zombie over to his bed, stepping over Yuigi, and he looked at her and stopped.
"A pool party, Sunday? For Gohan's birthday? Your house? Everyone's invited.....hm...." said Chi-Chi. She didn't really approve of Gohan's friends, who were the Z fighters, but since it WAS his birthday..., "Sound's great, Bulma, thanks!" she hung up after saying goodbye, and walked back to her son's room to tell him about the party. "Hey Gohan, on Sunday we're..."
She cut herself off, seeing Gohan and Yuigi asleep, both on the floor. Why is he sleeping on the floor? she wondered to herself, shutting the door with a smile on her face.
After taking a shower and putting her pajamas on, Chi-Chi walked into her bedroom to find her husband sleeping peacefully in their bed. She smiled to herself, crawling into bed. Shutting her eyes, half asleep, she was startled by a noise. Looking at her husband, she saw that he now had a goofy, open-mouthed grin on his face, and he was snoring loudly.
Chi-Chi's eyes rolled up and she shoved her head between two pillows. "Oh geez, not again!" she said in a muffled voice.
Chapter 5: "Making Waves"
Days came and past, and then Sunday finally arrived. Everyone-Gohan, Goku, Chi-Chi, Yuigi, Ryoko, Trunks, Vegeta, Bulma, Baby Trunks, Mr. and Mrs. Briefs, Piccalo, Tien, Master Roshi, Chaoutzu, Yamcha and even Puar- were gathered at Capsule Corp. for Gohan's huge birthday celebration. Gohan and Yuigi were already splashing around in the pool before everyone came. When they did, they were all wondering who the mysterious looking blonde in the pool was.
"Oh, she's Gohan's study buddy!" grinned Chi-Chi. Everyone starred at Yuigi.
Hmm..., thought Piccalo, That girl definatly isn't human, but as long as Chi-Chi's happy, I'm not going to tell HER that...it'd only cause an uproar...
"There's that preverted Master Roshi!" sighed Chi-Chi, "I knew I shouldn't have let Goku invite him!
Trunks walked out in his bathing suit, followed by Ryoko. She looked awfully shy, but then again she was standing in her bathing suit in front of a bunch of men she had never met before. Too add to that, they were all looking at her as if she was some sort of alien. Well...she was an alien, but she didn't exactly look like E.T.
"Hey everyone!" said Trunks. "This is my...girlfriend." he said shyly. "Her name is Ryoko."
"Grr...good goin' dude." whispered Yamcha, looking her up and down. Tien jabbed him in the stomach with his elbow and rolled his eyes.
Ryoko saw Piccalo, and was quite startled. Piccalo could see that. "Namek." he said.
"Jurai...in the parellel universe." she explained, smiling. Houston, we have communication with the Green Kind! she thought, amusing herself.
Vegeta was smirking at her. "Oh, there's that annoying woman!" he exclaimed loudly enough from the other end of the pool.
"Oh look! There's that annoying man that I almost made into an annoying woman. How are you?" she shouted across the pool.
Everyone was looking at her funny again, and Trunks signaled to them that she had kicked his father really hard in a peculiar place. They all winced.
Snarling, Vegeta turned around to talk to Bulma.
All of a sudden, Ryoko felt a tiny poke of a finger on her back. Turning around, she was face-to-face with an old, blushing man.
"Heh heh...I don't think we've met yet." he exclaimed, smiling wider. He dragged his green sunglasses to the end of his nose so he could look at her from the tops of them.
"Heh heh, you don't want to meet her she's really mean almost like Vegeta well gotta go bye!" said Trunks quickly, pulling Ryoko away from Master Roshi.
"Well thanks for giving me an excellent introduction!" she said, confused, once they were inside.
"Believe me," he breathed, "You don't want him to get to know you. Especially if you're an unbelievably good looking woman like yourself."
"And why's that?" she said, blushing because of what he had called her.
"He's a pervert. Nice, but incredibly perverted."
"Ah."
They both walked outside together, listening to Vegeta and Bulma argue while they were getting cake.
"I don't want cake, woman, I want to go train."
"RRRR! I'm going to take you to an 'Obsessive Trainers Anonomous' meeting sometime. Just take the cake! I know you're hungry! And this is Gohan's birthday, so please just bear it for a couple of hours!"
"You can't read my mind, how would you know if I'm hungry or not???"
"Your stomach just growled you oaf!"
"Hmph! I don't care, I'm not picking up that plate and eating that cake!"
"Fine." she said quietly and calmly. Almost too calmly. "I'll get it for you."
Bulma smirked to herself, picked up the plate with a big piece of cake on it, and smashed it into Vegeta's face. Laughing, she rubbed the plate all over his face, then rubbed it down the inside of his shirt, letting it drop to the concrete afterwards.
"Bon appetite!" she chuckled.
Vegeta licked off the frosting around his mouth, and his eye was twitching with anger. Every single person in the pool area had tears streaming down their cheeks with laughter, even Piccalo, while Vegeta picked up another plate of cake.
"That was iso/i good, I just wouldn't be able to stand it if my mate didn't get some."
p
Vegeta smashed it into Bulma's face, rubbing it hard up and down her head. She yelled a muffled cry of protest while he laughed, holding the small of her back so that she couldn't back away from the plate. After about twenty seconds of this, he picked her up and threw her into the pool, then dived in himself.
"YOU JERK!" she screamed. "I HAVE CLOTHES ON!"
Chuckling, he said, "So do I, don't cry about it!"
Bulma looked at him with anger in her eyes, but then suddenly her mouth dropped open a little, and she started to crack up again. "You have frosting running off of your nose."
He went under water, and came up cake and frosting free. She did the same, and came up smiling. He couldn't help but to smile himself. Bulma kissed him on the lips and Vegeta put his arms around her.
When they broke the kiss, Vegeta and Bulma finally realized that every soul in the pool area was watching them. Vegeta looked at Bulma, and he hoped that he wasn't blushing as bad as she was.
Chapter 5: "Ryoko...Meet Miria Bulma!"
"Bye guys!" called Trunks. Gohan's party had ended a few days ago, and so had summer, so Yuigi went back to her home in the parallel universe. Ryoko, however, had decided to stay and go back to the future with Trunks until next summer when he would come back to the past.
"Bye Trunks! See you next summer!" yelled Bulma, with tears in her eyes. Vegeta nodded to him, as sign of a farewell.
Trunks and Ryoko were in the time machine, already in the air. Bulma and Vegeta could see them rising higher and higher, and suddenly they disappeared into the stream of time separating the past from the future.
Ryoko couldn't speak. What she was seeing right now was incredible, indescribable even. The Time Stream was breathtaking.
Looking at her, Trunks smiled. That's exactly how he felt when he first saw the Time Stream.
Eventually, they came out of it, and an older Capsule Corp. building was visible.
"Wow, everything looks so different, yet so similar to the past." breathed Ryoko.
They landed and ran up to the house, with their belongings in portable tubes that were in Trunks' jacket.
"Hey mom, I'm home!" he cried happily. Ryoko saw Bulma, and couldn't believe how different she looked. She had lost her happy, girlish glow, and she looked more serious and mature. Her hair was long and she had a few wrinkles, but she still looked good.
"Trunks!" Bulma cried. "You're back, you're really back!" Trunks ran to her and hugged her, and Bulma started crying. "I missed you so much." she said, her voice cracking a little. "And I see you've got a girlfriend." she said slyly, jabbing him lightly in the ribs with her elbow. He smiled and nodded while she wiped away her tears, and Bulma noticed that he wasn't shy about it. iShe must mean a lot to him then./i Bulma thought, smiling inside.
Trunks introduced them, and they became friends right away. "I've gotta go to the bathroom." said Ryoko, walking up the stairs.
"Do you want me to show you where it is?" questioned Trunks.
"No, I'll find it eventually." she smiled, and walked up the stairs.
Bulma held her head with one hand and suddenly sat down on the couch. "Oh dear." she sighed.
Trunks sat down by her. "Mom...are you okay?" he asked in worry.
Breathing slowly in and out, Trunks noticed that she had gotten pale. Not just when she had sat down, but he noticed it when he first walked throught the door.
"I'll be fine." she smiled reassuringly, but continued to breath slowly. "I'm just tired, I've been working on my projects all day. I think I'll go to bed." She hugged him again and walked up the stairs, to her room.
Frowning at his mom's sudden 'episode', Trunks waited for Ryoko. Getting bored of standing around, he decided to take a look at the projects his mom had been working on. iShe'll work until she dies, that's all I know./i he smiled to himself. Turning the corner into his mother's lab, he gasped.
Spiderwebs were visible, hanging from the corners in the ceiling and on her computer, and light dust was on everything in sight. iShe hasn't been working at all! She just made that up!/i He was suddenly worried again. He knew his mother would continue working on these projects, unless...unless something was wrong. Shrugging, he tried to shake it off. iIt's probably an outside project, it is warm out. Maybe she just got dizzy from the heat./i he sighed in relief, "That's it."
Ryoko looked around the house while she was upstairs. "This place isn't too shabby...needs some dusting though." she remarked to herself. She and Trunks could take care of the housework, though. Bulma was obviously too old to do a full-scale cleaning job on this house. Ryoko noticed that some of the house on the outside had crumbled, and that some of the windows were broken in, lined with ash. Frowning, Ryoko thought, iI'll have to ask Trunks about that later./i
Walking down the hall, she saw Trunks' room. She could tell, because it had men's clothing in it, his style of clothing. With a giant leap, she landed face first on his bed, and started breathing in and smelling his pillow at the same time. Coughing, she realized that it had dust on it too, but she did pick up a faint smell of colonge.
She walked around his room, and also looked around. "So this is where I'll be staying..." she sighed happily.
"Yep." said Trunks, out of nowhere. Ryoko gasped and he laughed, tackling her so that she landed on his bed. "Your bed is dusty." she remarked.
"I'll wash the sheets and pillow later." he whispered in her ear. "I'm busy right now."
"Where's your mom's room at, Trunks?" Ryoko asked, starring up at the ceiling.
" Way on the other side of the house, upstairs. Why?" He asked.
"Oh, just because." she answered, pulling him into a kiss. iI don't want her to hear us.../i