Author's note: Thanx Jamie for my first review of this fic! I'm glad you like it!
: : -denotes character's thoughts
Wherever You Will Go by Shelly
CHAPTER SIX
Trunks perched among the rubble of the latest town to fall to the might of the andriods, searching for any sign of survivors. As always, there were none, but he never gave up hope that there might be one. He himself had suffered badly, but he had gotten lucky and had managed to stay hidden until they grew bored and left.
There being nothing more he could do, he shot into the sky towards home, feeling frustrated as always. He hated feeling helpless, but he knew nothing else to do except train and hope that one day he would be strong enough to defeat them. And as they often did for the past year, his thoughts strayed to the past, where Goku and the others had yet to face the andriods, and a certain other who had managed to sneak into his dreams every night.
:A whole year, Shira. A whole year hasn't stopped me from thinking of you. You don't know how many times I've wanted to travel back to you, to hold you in my arms. But it's not right for me to feel this way. Gohan loved you so much, Shira. Even now I still hear his cries as he held your body in his arms. But what can I do to ease the ache in my heart for you?:
Soon the dome that housed Capsule Corporation came into view. Landing on the outside grounds, he walked over to two headstones that marked his two teacher's graves, laying flowers that he had found among the rubble in front of Shira's. He traced her name with his fingertips.
"There you are, son," came his mother's cheerful voice. "I'm glad to see you're back alive."
Trunks didn't reply.
Bulma bit her lip. "Trunks, what's been bothering you? You haven't been yourself for the past year. Wanna tell me about it?"
He sighed. "When I went back in time, I met Shira, Mom, when she was my age. She was so different than what I remember of her. Of course, given what happened to everyone, who could blame her for changing? Needless to say, I was captivated from the start. And when I left, part of my heart and soul remained with her."
She laid her hand on his shoulder. "But you feel guilty because of Gohan." Trunks nodded. "Son, have you ever stopped to think that maybe she and Gohan won't be together? Thanks to you, the past will change. Things will be for the better, and who's to say that she doesn't feel the same way about you?
His head whipped around in surprise.
"Son, your heart knows what's best for you, so sometimes it's nice to listen to it once in a while. Your father even listened to his once, so what makes you think you can ignore yours?"
He rose to his feet, feeling the best he's ever felt in the last year. He hugged his mom tightly. "Mom, you're the best. I love you so much."
She returned the hug. "I love you too, son."
A week had passed since Piccolo had visited Shira, and still the thought nagged at her conscience, but she still dismissed it as unfounded. Piccolo's attitude towards her had eased somewhat, thanks to Gohan. The little half-saiyan amazed her with his strength and quick reflexes but with both Piccolo and Goku training him it was no surprise.
They quit early that day, and Shira decided to stop by a waterfall she had seen to relax a little. The waterfall itself was hidden by the tops of the trees, but if she listened hard enough she could hear the roar as it crashed to the rocks below. The water formed a pool at the base before meandering through the landscape.
She landed on the pool's edge and glanced quickly around. Spotting no one, she shed her clothes and jumped in, gasping for air as the cold water hit her skin. She soon became used to it and decided to go down and have a look at the bottom. Nothing but rocks and vegetation, but she soon spotted a pair of feet and legs towards the edge.
She surfaced slowly, her heart making a wild leap in her chest when she saw who the feet and legs belonged to. She rubbed the water out of her eyes, wondering if it was a dream or was it really Trunks standing there?
A smile spread across his face. Shira looked as if she had swallowed a fish. "Well, aren't you going to come over here and say hi?" he teased, holding her clothes in his hand.
"I would, but there's a slight problem," she replied, finally finding her voice. He looked different this time, but even sexier. His lavender hair was longer and he wore a black tank top and pants, which were rolled up to the knee. "On second thought, I'm still mad at you for leaving me the way you did. So I guess you'll have to just stay there until I decide to talk to you."
"Hey, I had to go back home, didn't I?"
"You know what I mean!" she shouted. "Have you forgotten already?"
"Come to think of it, I think I do need reminding. My memories of that moment are kind of fuzzy."
"Well, then I'm afraid you're gonna have to come out here cause I'm not moving."
"The water's freezing!" he exclaimed.
She laughed. "Come on, you're gonna let a little cold water get in your way?"
"Since you put it that way," he agreed, removing his tank top and throwing it to the ground. He started in, but she stopped him, motioning at his pants. :What is she trying to do, kill me?: He removed his pants and quickly dived in before he lost his nerve.
Shira anxiously waited for him to surface, and he finally did, teeth chattering and goosebumps galore. "I'm going to kill you!" he laughed.
"Not if you can't catch me!" she swam away from him, and when he closed in on her, she splashed water at him, starting a water war. She eventually noticed that he wasn't there, and she stilled her motions, anticipating anything. Suddenly she felt herself being hauled out of the water and thrown right back in, her mouth and nose filling with water as she cried out in surprise. She came back up, coughing and rubbing at her nose, hearing his laughter.
"You okay?" he asked, still chuckling as her hair completely covered her face, and he swam over to her to brush it away.
"I am," she answered, "if you don't count the fact that I'll be tasting pond water for the next week."
"I'm sorry. Can you ever forgive me?"
"I'll have to think about it." She ducked her head under just enough to smooth her hair away from her face.
"Is there anyway I can persuade you?" he asked, touching her cheek with his hand.
Her breath caught in her throat at his touch, and she looked up into his eyes, eyes that she had dreamed about every night for the past week. Her emotions concerning Goku didn't bother her anymore, and she had frequently found herself thinking about the handsome time traveler, although she knew she was only torturing herself as he would never return. But he had proven her wrong, coming back to her and seeing what fate had in store for them.
She reached up and laid her hand on his cheek, her other hand burying into the wet strands of his hair. "At least I'm not dreaming this time," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him to her. His arms slid around her waist, and his lips found hers in a passionate kiss, both of them finally ending the torture that had tormented them since he had left. She trembled in his arms, but not from the cold water, and tears ran down her cheeks. They finally broke apart and just held each other, relishing the feel of one another.
He placed feathery kisses on the side of her neck. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do this?"
She gasped with sheer desire as he found a particularly sensitive spot and lightly caressed it with his tongue. "It can't be as long as I have," she murmured.
"It's been almost a year," he replied.
She pulled back, looking into the blue depths of his eyes. "Why so long?" she asked, running her fingers through his long lavender hair, happy just to be touching him.
He couldn't tell her the real reason, so he decided not to tell the whole truth. "I was busy."
She suddenly remembered what he had told her about his past, and her expression became troubled. "Trunks--"
He stopped her with a finger to her lips. "No, not today," he whispered, moving his other hand so that he held her face in his hands. He wondered at how she had managed to steal his heart so fast, but it really didn't matter to him. All that mattered was that she was here with him now.
Suddenly, without warning, both of them were pushed underwater. When they surfaced, they heard Goku's laughter. "Food's ready, you two!"
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Author's note: Trunks is back! Oh, but what I do have in store for them. Mwahahaha!
: : -denotes character's thoughts
Wherever You Will Go by Shelly
CHAPTER SIX
Trunks perched among the rubble of the latest town to fall to the might of the andriods, searching for any sign of survivors. As always, there were none, but he never gave up hope that there might be one. He himself had suffered badly, but he had gotten lucky and had managed to stay hidden until they grew bored and left.
There being nothing more he could do, he shot into the sky towards home, feeling frustrated as always. He hated feeling helpless, but he knew nothing else to do except train and hope that one day he would be strong enough to defeat them. And as they often did for the past year, his thoughts strayed to the past, where Goku and the others had yet to face the andriods, and a certain other who had managed to sneak into his dreams every night.
:A whole year, Shira. A whole year hasn't stopped me from thinking of you. You don't know how many times I've wanted to travel back to you, to hold you in my arms. But it's not right for me to feel this way. Gohan loved you so much, Shira. Even now I still hear his cries as he held your body in his arms. But what can I do to ease the ache in my heart for you?:
Soon the dome that housed Capsule Corporation came into view. Landing on the outside grounds, he walked over to two headstones that marked his two teacher's graves, laying flowers that he had found among the rubble in front of Shira's. He traced her name with his fingertips.
"There you are, son," came his mother's cheerful voice. "I'm glad to see you're back alive."
Trunks didn't reply.
Bulma bit her lip. "Trunks, what's been bothering you? You haven't been yourself for the past year. Wanna tell me about it?"
He sighed. "When I went back in time, I met Shira, Mom, when she was my age. She was so different than what I remember of her. Of course, given what happened to everyone, who could blame her for changing? Needless to say, I was captivated from the start. And when I left, part of my heart and soul remained with her."
She laid her hand on his shoulder. "But you feel guilty because of Gohan." Trunks nodded. "Son, have you ever stopped to think that maybe she and Gohan won't be together? Thanks to you, the past will change. Things will be for the better, and who's to say that she doesn't feel the same way about you?
His head whipped around in surprise.
"Son, your heart knows what's best for you, so sometimes it's nice to listen to it once in a while. Your father even listened to his once, so what makes you think you can ignore yours?"
He rose to his feet, feeling the best he's ever felt in the last year. He hugged his mom tightly. "Mom, you're the best. I love you so much."
She returned the hug. "I love you too, son."
A week had passed since Piccolo had visited Shira, and still the thought nagged at her conscience, but she still dismissed it as unfounded. Piccolo's attitude towards her had eased somewhat, thanks to Gohan. The little half-saiyan amazed her with his strength and quick reflexes but with both Piccolo and Goku training him it was no surprise.
They quit early that day, and Shira decided to stop by a waterfall she had seen to relax a little. The waterfall itself was hidden by the tops of the trees, but if she listened hard enough she could hear the roar as it crashed to the rocks below. The water formed a pool at the base before meandering through the landscape.
She landed on the pool's edge and glanced quickly around. Spotting no one, she shed her clothes and jumped in, gasping for air as the cold water hit her skin. She soon became used to it and decided to go down and have a look at the bottom. Nothing but rocks and vegetation, but she soon spotted a pair of feet and legs towards the edge.
She surfaced slowly, her heart making a wild leap in her chest when she saw who the feet and legs belonged to. She rubbed the water out of her eyes, wondering if it was a dream or was it really Trunks standing there?
A smile spread across his face. Shira looked as if she had swallowed a fish. "Well, aren't you going to come over here and say hi?" he teased, holding her clothes in his hand.
"I would, but there's a slight problem," she replied, finally finding her voice. He looked different this time, but even sexier. His lavender hair was longer and he wore a black tank top and pants, which were rolled up to the knee. "On second thought, I'm still mad at you for leaving me the way you did. So I guess you'll have to just stay there until I decide to talk to you."
"Hey, I had to go back home, didn't I?"
"You know what I mean!" she shouted. "Have you forgotten already?"
"Come to think of it, I think I do need reminding. My memories of that moment are kind of fuzzy."
"Well, then I'm afraid you're gonna have to come out here cause I'm not moving."
"The water's freezing!" he exclaimed.
She laughed. "Come on, you're gonna let a little cold water get in your way?"
"Since you put it that way," he agreed, removing his tank top and throwing it to the ground. He started in, but she stopped him, motioning at his pants. :What is she trying to do, kill me?: He removed his pants and quickly dived in before he lost his nerve.
Shira anxiously waited for him to surface, and he finally did, teeth chattering and goosebumps galore. "I'm going to kill you!" he laughed.
"Not if you can't catch me!" she swam away from him, and when he closed in on her, she splashed water at him, starting a water war. She eventually noticed that he wasn't there, and she stilled her motions, anticipating anything. Suddenly she felt herself being hauled out of the water and thrown right back in, her mouth and nose filling with water as she cried out in surprise. She came back up, coughing and rubbing at her nose, hearing his laughter.
"You okay?" he asked, still chuckling as her hair completely covered her face, and he swam over to her to brush it away.
"I am," she answered, "if you don't count the fact that I'll be tasting pond water for the next week."
"I'm sorry. Can you ever forgive me?"
"I'll have to think about it." She ducked her head under just enough to smooth her hair away from her face.
"Is there anyway I can persuade you?" he asked, touching her cheek with his hand.
Her breath caught in her throat at his touch, and she looked up into his eyes, eyes that she had dreamed about every night for the past week. Her emotions concerning Goku didn't bother her anymore, and she had frequently found herself thinking about the handsome time traveler, although she knew she was only torturing herself as he would never return. But he had proven her wrong, coming back to her and seeing what fate had in store for them.
She reached up and laid her hand on his cheek, her other hand burying into the wet strands of his hair. "At least I'm not dreaming this time," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him to her. His arms slid around her waist, and his lips found hers in a passionate kiss, both of them finally ending the torture that had tormented them since he had left. She trembled in his arms, but not from the cold water, and tears ran down her cheeks. They finally broke apart and just held each other, relishing the feel of one another.
He placed feathery kisses on the side of her neck. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do this?"
She gasped with sheer desire as he found a particularly sensitive spot and lightly caressed it with his tongue. "It can't be as long as I have," she murmured.
"It's been almost a year," he replied.
She pulled back, looking into the blue depths of his eyes. "Why so long?" she asked, running her fingers through his long lavender hair, happy just to be touching him.
He couldn't tell her the real reason, so he decided not to tell the whole truth. "I was busy."
She suddenly remembered what he had told her about his past, and her expression became troubled. "Trunks--"
He stopped her with a finger to her lips. "No, not today," he whispered, moving his other hand so that he held her face in his hands. He wondered at how she had managed to steal his heart so fast, but it really didn't matter to him. All that mattered was that she was here with him now.
Suddenly, without warning, both of them were pushed underwater. When they surfaced, they heard Goku's laughter. "Food's ready, you two!"
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Author's note: Trunks is back! Oh, but what I do have in store for them. Mwahahaha!
