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Wherever You Will Go by Shelly
CHAPTER NINE
It was some time before she pulled herself together enough to go back inside and check on Gohan. He was still in the living room watching TV, and she wondered if he had heard anything they had said. She told him it was bedtime, and he wordlessly got up and went upstairs. This only served to make her feel even more miserable, and she sank down onto the couch, the tears coming again as memories crashed down upon her.
This was how she was when Goku and Chi-Chi returned, their smiles quickly replaced by concern. Goku told Chi-Chi to check on Gohan, wondering what could've happened as he didn't sense Trunks anywhere.
Shira felt a weight beside her, and she looked up to see Goku's concerned eyes. She fell into his outstretched arms and cried out her grief. He held her for what seemed like forever then lifted her into his arms and carried her upstairs to her room. By then her sobs had quieted to sniffles. "I'm sorry about this, Goku."
"Don't be silly," he replied. "Feel like talking?"
She nodded and told everything that had happened.
"Did you tell him? About us?" he asked.
She shook her head. "I'm afraid he's gone, Goku," she added wearily.
"No, I don't think he'd leave," he pointed out. "He just needs some space and time to think things through."
"But he's thinking about the wrong things," she protested.
"Then it's up to you to set him straight. Tell him the truth and maybe that'll help him see how much you love him. Come with us to do some training tomorrow. By then he'll be ready to listen."
Shira smiled. "Thank you, Goku, for being there...again."
He laughed. "You're more than welcome. Now get some sleep."
"Goodnight Goku." She watched him leave then walked over to the window, searching for a certain presence and having no luck. :I'll find you Trunks, and I'll win back your love. Even if it means telling you everything.:
Shira trained the next day from morning till evening, her ordeal from the previous night giving her a different edge. She managed to surprise even Goku with her skill, and by the time they agreed to call it a day, she was exhausted not to mention smelly. For that reason she decided to go back to the waterfall for a swim. Gohan wanted to see it too, but Goku insisted they return home.
Her thoughts dwelled on Trunks as she swam. Was he still here? Or had she hurt him badly enough for him to leave altogether? And if he was still here, and still wanted to see her, what would she say to him? Should she tell him everything and risk being hated even more?
She soon had her answer as the sun began dipping below the horizon and still no sign of him. She sighed and stepped out of the water only to see a white towel lying beside her clothes. She picked up the towel and noticed something fall to the ground. It was a piece of paper folded in half and where the two ends met there were two holes punched in them about five inches apart. A single red rose threaded through the holes held the note closed, which she removed and held to her nose, inhaling the natural fragrance. Her breathing stilled as she opened the letter.
My love,
I apologize for my behavior the night before. I was scared and hurt
and I didn't want to be the only one. I did the one thing I swore
never to do to you, and I wish to make it up to you. There's an old
abandoned cabin nearby. I've left you a trail to follow, you can't
miss it. I've missed you and long to hold you in my arms again.
Trunks
Shira looked around until she saw it, a trail of red rose petals leading off into the trees. Quickly drying off, she slipped into her clothes and followed the trail. Soon she came upon the cabin, an inviting glow from inside illuminating the surrounding trees. Her heart racing furiously, she stepped up to the door and slowly pushed it open.
It was a small place, with only one room that housed a table, fireplace, and a bed. She stepped inside amazed at what she saw. To her left was the table, covered with a red tablecloth and a candlelit dinner for two. A fire crackled cheerily in the corner, but it was the bed that amazed her. It was a king sized bed, covered in silk sheets and even more rose petals.
She heard the door shut behind her, and someone grabbed her arm, spinning her into his arms. She looked up into a pair of blue eyes so full of love it brought tears to hers. "Do you like it?" he asked.
She laughed. "It's wonderful! When did you have the time to do this?" she asked incredulously.
He shrugged. "I had help."
She was confused. "Who?"
He smiled. "Chi-Chi did. She cooked the food and helped write the note as well as clean the place. She said she wanted to give us a magical night like the one they had."
"Oh, Trunks," she whispered, hugging him to her tightly. "I was so afraid you had left and I would never see you."
"There's no way I could ever leave you," he replied. "I love you too much."
Leaning back in his arms, she touched his lips with her fingers. "Trunks, no words can say how much I love you, and don't you ever doubt it!"
"Hey! I said I was sorry," he laughed.
"Well how do I know you're not like all men, they say they're sorry and never mean it?" she teased, enjoying the strength of his arms around her. She took notice that tonight he had the same black top on but wore jeans instead.
"And since when did you become such an expert on men?" he quoted.
She laughed. "I'm not. Just on those I love very, very much," she replied, entwining her arms around his neck and giving him the slowest, deepest kiss of his life. Her tongue darted in and out of his mouth, teasing and tasting. She ran her hands underneath his shirt, pulling it over his head and letting it drop to the floor. Her fingers lightly brushed over his warm skin, over his nipples, making him gasp against her lips. She left a trail of kisses where her fingers had been, hearing his sharp intake of breath when her tongue brushed across his nipples.
He brought her back up to kiss her until she was breathless, and she guided him over to the bed, her hands working at the buttons of his jeans. Once undone, she slid the jeans off, her hands running over his buttocks and coming around to the front.
He waited with baited breath as he watched her every move. She didn't touch him but instead pushed him onto the bed, where she tugged the jeans off his legs. There she saw him for the first time, and never a more desirable sight did she see, to know that she could have that kind of effect on him. She crawled onto the bed so that her face hovered mere inches above his, and he pulled her down, kissing her until she was wild with desire. He tugged at her clothing, and she sat beside him on the edge of the bed, quickly discarding her clothing on the floor. He pushed her down onto the bed and moved so that he was above her, his mouth finding her breasts, and her eyes drifted shut in pleasure. His hand moved down between her thighs, caressing her center, and he heard her gasp and move her hips against him, her own fingers in his hair.
He moved his lips down her stomach to where his fingers had been, getting his first taste of her. He slid his fingers into her as he worked his magic on her. She writhed on the bed in desire, digging her fingernails into his shoulders, never knowing she could feel like this. Her whole body trembled from the strength of her feelings, and it was all concentrated between her thighs where it suddenly exploded in such a rush of euphoria she cried out from it.
He moved his body above hers, touching his lips to hers. She felt him against her thigh and welcomed him into her velvet sheath, his groan echoing her own. Soon he began moving inside her, slow at first but gradually faster. His lips touched her everywhere, as hers touched him everywhere, both crying out as they shared in an intense orgasm.
They lay still awhile, allowing time for their hearts to slow their furious beating. She brushed her hand against his cheek, smiling. "What's the smile for?" he asked.
She laughed. "I just realized how hungry I am."
"Well, we can't let good food go to waste."
A smile spread across her lips. "I wasn't exactly thinking about food, but since it's there we might as well replenish our energies."
They ate every bit then returned to the bed, where they loved each other again before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
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Aww! They're back together! But what happens next may reveal things that may change everyone's opinion of her. Come on, review! I need reviews! Please?
Wherever You Will Go by Shelly
CHAPTER NINE
It was some time before she pulled herself together enough to go back inside and check on Gohan. He was still in the living room watching TV, and she wondered if he had heard anything they had said. She told him it was bedtime, and he wordlessly got up and went upstairs. This only served to make her feel even more miserable, and she sank down onto the couch, the tears coming again as memories crashed down upon her.
This was how she was when Goku and Chi-Chi returned, their smiles quickly replaced by concern. Goku told Chi-Chi to check on Gohan, wondering what could've happened as he didn't sense Trunks anywhere.
Shira felt a weight beside her, and she looked up to see Goku's concerned eyes. She fell into his outstretched arms and cried out her grief. He held her for what seemed like forever then lifted her into his arms and carried her upstairs to her room. By then her sobs had quieted to sniffles. "I'm sorry about this, Goku."
"Don't be silly," he replied. "Feel like talking?"
She nodded and told everything that had happened.
"Did you tell him? About us?" he asked.
She shook her head. "I'm afraid he's gone, Goku," she added wearily.
"No, I don't think he'd leave," he pointed out. "He just needs some space and time to think things through."
"But he's thinking about the wrong things," she protested.
"Then it's up to you to set him straight. Tell him the truth and maybe that'll help him see how much you love him. Come with us to do some training tomorrow. By then he'll be ready to listen."
Shira smiled. "Thank you, Goku, for being there...again."
He laughed. "You're more than welcome. Now get some sleep."
"Goodnight Goku." She watched him leave then walked over to the window, searching for a certain presence and having no luck. :I'll find you Trunks, and I'll win back your love. Even if it means telling you everything.:
Shira trained the next day from morning till evening, her ordeal from the previous night giving her a different edge. She managed to surprise even Goku with her skill, and by the time they agreed to call it a day, she was exhausted not to mention smelly. For that reason she decided to go back to the waterfall for a swim. Gohan wanted to see it too, but Goku insisted they return home.
Her thoughts dwelled on Trunks as she swam. Was he still here? Or had she hurt him badly enough for him to leave altogether? And if he was still here, and still wanted to see her, what would she say to him? Should she tell him everything and risk being hated even more?
She soon had her answer as the sun began dipping below the horizon and still no sign of him. She sighed and stepped out of the water only to see a white towel lying beside her clothes. She picked up the towel and noticed something fall to the ground. It was a piece of paper folded in half and where the two ends met there were two holes punched in them about five inches apart. A single red rose threaded through the holes held the note closed, which she removed and held to her nose, inhaling the natural fragrance. Her breathing stilled as she opened the letter.
My love,
I apologize for my behavior the night before. I was scared and hurt
and I didn't want to be the only one. I did the one thing I swore
never to do to you, and I wish to make it up to you. There's an old
abandoned cabin nearby. I've left you a trail to follow, you can't
miss it. I've missed you and long to hold you in my arms again.
Trunks
Shira looked around until she saw it, a trail of red rose petals leading off into the trees. Quickly drying off, she slipped into her clothes and followed the trail. Soon she came upon the cabin, an inviting glow from inside illuminating the surrounding trees. Her heart racing furiously, she stepped up to the door and slowly pushed it open.
It was a small place, with only one room that housed a table, fireplace, and a bed. She stepped inside amazed at what she saw. To her left was the table, covered with a red tablecloth and a candlelit dinner for two. A fire crackled cheerily in the corner, but it was the bed that amazed her. It was a king sized bed, covered in silk sheets and even more rose petals.
She heard the door shut behind her, and someone grabbed her arm, spinning her into his arms. She looked up into a pair of blue eyes so full of love it brought tears to hers. "Do you like it?" he asked.
She laughed. "It's wonderful! When did you have the time to do this?" she asked incredulously.
He shrugged. "I had help."
She was confused. "Who?"
He smiled. "Chi-Chi did. She cooked the food and helped write the note as well as clean the place. She said she wanted to give us a magical night like the one they had."
"Oh, Trunks," she whispered, hugging him to her tightly. "I was so afraid you had left and I would never see you."
"There's no way I could ever leave you," he replied. "I love you too much."
Leaning back in his arms, she touched his lips with her fingers. "Trunks, no words can say how much I love you, and don't you ever doubt it!"
"Hey! I said I was sorry," he laughed.
"Well how do I know you're not like all men, they say they're sorry and never mean it?" she teased, enjoying the strength of his arms around her. She took notice that tonight he had the same black top on but wore jeans instead.
"And since when did you become such an expert on men?" he quoted.
She laughed. "I'm not. Just on those I love very, very much," she replied, entwining her arms around his neck and giving him the slowest, deepest kiss of his life. Her tongue darted in and out of his mouth, teasing and tasting. She ran her hands underneath his shirt, pulling it over his head and letting it drop to the floor. Her fingers lightly brushed over his warm skin, over his nipples, making him gasp against her lips. She left a trail of kisses where her fingers had been, hearing his sharp intake of breath when her tongue brushed across his nipples.
He brought her back up to kiss her until she was breathless, and she guided him over to the bed, her hands working at the buttons of his jeans. Once undone, she slid the jeans off, her hands running over his buttocks and coming around to the front.
He waited with baited breath as he watched her every move. She didn't touch him but instead pushed him onto the bed, where she tugged the jeans off his legs. There she saw him for the first time, and never a more desirable sight did she see, to know that she could have that kind of effect on him. She crawled onto the bed so that her face hovered mere inches above his, and he pulled her down, kissing her until she was wild with desire. He tugged at her clothing, and she sat beside him on the edge of the bed, quickly discarding her clothing on the floor. He pushed her down onto the bed and moved so that he was above her, his mouth finding her breasts, and her eyes drifted shut in pleasure. His hand moved down between her thighs, caressing her center, and he heard her gasp and move her hips against him, her own fingers in his hair.
He moved his lips down her stomach to where his fingers had been, getting his first taste of her. He slid his fingers into her as he worked his magic on her. She writhed on the bed in desire, digging her fingernails into his shoulders, never knowing she could feel like this. Her whole body trembled from the strength of her feelings, and it was all concentrated between her thighs where it suddenly exploded in such a rush of euphoria she cried out from it.
He moved his body above hers, touching his lips to hers. She felt him against her thigh and welcomed him into her velvet sheath, his groan echoing her own. Soon he began moving inside her, slow at first but gradually faster. His lips touched her everywhere, as hers touched him everywhere, both crying out as they shared in an intense orgasm.
They lay still awhile, allowing time for their hearts to slow their furious beating. She brushed her hand against his cheek, smiling. "What's the smile for?" he asked.
She laughed. "I just realized how hungry I am."
"Well, we can't let good food go to waste."
A smile spread across her lips. "I wasn't exactly thinking about food, but since it's there we might as well replenish our energies."
They ate every bit then returned to the bed, where they loved each other again before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
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Aww! They're back together! But what happens next may reveal things that may change everyone's opinion of her. Come on, review! I need reviews! Please?
