By Chrissy Aka Angel
Rated PG-13
Cold.
The cold water rushed over Trunks still aching body. Dirt, dried blood and just about anything else he picked up out there flowed down the drain, along with any thoughts he might have had about going back to bed. Leaning forward he pressed his palms against the white tiles under the shower head, supporting his weight as the water now drenched his hair and his shoulders. The lavender strands hung limply against his slightly tanned, firm shoulders, water droplets falling off and splashing into the pools around his feet. He couldn't help but smile as the mornings events, along with the need for this shower floated through his mind.
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Inhaling deeply, Trunks pulled in the sweet morning's peaceful air.
His lips tugged into a crooked smile as he squinted against the sunlight
streaming in through the windows. Raising his arm up he rolled over and
draped it over...nothing.
"What the hell.." Slowly Trunks pushed himself into a sitting position, his tired muscles screaming in complaint. "Kaya-chan?" His ice blue eyes scanned the room like a hawk, looking for the little blue haired minx that and left him awake alone in her room. He growled slightly and turned on the comforter, swinging his legs to the floor, when his ears picked up the soft, yet strong voice. Closing his eyes he focused in on the sound and let his legs carry him, in leisurely pace towards the the voice.
"Maybe I act on confused behavior, Maybe waves crash like semi trailer, Maybe I'll spend my off time without you, It seems like we need our own space. And all the time I wasted away, I don't feel good unless you stay, And all the times I chased you away, Simply to catch back up with. Your attitude is welcome, your solitude is welcome, welcome."
Trunks closed his eyes, the sound of the soprano voice along with the slight echo from the bathroom was calming, his chance to pause and say, 'Yes, this is real.'. Raising his left hand, he pushed a few of the free hanging strands of lavender hair behind his ear. Trunks continued walking until he was beside the bathroom door. Still keeping the lopsided smile on his face, he leaned casually against the door and began to wait. The singing stopped after she finished the chorus. Trunks strained to hear what she was doing now, and barely picked up the sounds of her drying off and finally padding barefoot towards the door.
Pushing the door open roughly, Kaori stepped into the room wrapped in a black bath towel, water still dripping from the ends of her aqua hair. She padded silently towards the door to her closet, humming a few strands of a new song. Trunks grinned toothily and crept forward, his training and the clothes he wore making it easy for him to be noiseless. Slowly he raised his arms and was about to snatch the towel from her slender body when Kaori abruptly stopped.
"You really stink you know that?" Her voice was touched with her normal, haughty, teasing manner. Trunks' mouth fell wide open and he stared at her back a slight blush creeping up on his cheeks. He let his arms fall with a sigh.
"Well next time I save the world, I'll be sure to ask the enemy to not get me dirty since Ms. Kaori Takahashi doesn't like it." His voice dripped with sarcasm and slowly Kaori turned around, her full lips pulled into a bright smile that lead Trunks to believe nothing other then she was just having fun.
"Don't be such a baby." Kaori shot back playfully, shifting her weight to one leg and raising the opposite hand to her scantily clad hip.
"Don't be so mean." Trunks frowned slightly, appearing as best he could to be pouting. Kaori laughed at his poor attempt.
"That face is so unattractive." She turned her head towards the window, the sunlight gleaming in, catching the water droplets still clinging to her hair. Trunks unconsciously let his eyes wander from her face down her body. His ice blue eyes trailed over the soft, barely noticeable curve of her breasts and inward with her slender waist before back out with the full curve of her hips. His eyes paused at the end of her towel where the two corners had come apart with he way she was standing, revealing probably more of her thigh then she purposely wanted. Slowly she turned the rest of her body around and with a small shrug of her shoulders sauntered towards the closet doors. "Showers all yours. Oh and," Kaori turned her head quickly over her shoulder, sending the droplets of water in her hair spraying in all directions. " I need to fix the roof, and I'm sure you heroes are always willing to help." Kaori winked and walked into the extremely large closet that she'd turned into a dressing room, closing the door firmly behind her.
Trunks blinked a few times, and finally, slowly, his lips pulled in to one of the most relaxed smiles. His blue eyes watched her until she disappeared and then he turned and walked into the bathroom...
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Reaching down, Trunks turned the water off and shook his head, water droplets flying from the ends all around him. He smiled inwardly at the thought of being truly clean and slipped out of the shower. Trunks slapped himself mentally as he remembered he forgot to grab a towel. Sighing he looked around almost frantically for something to cover himself enough to go and grab a towel when his eyes fell on the cover of the toilet. Sitting there was a fluffy white towel, something he knows wasn't there before. Smiling softly Trunks wrapped it around his waist and slipped out of the room, with every intention of going to his room to get dressed when a familiar scent wafted past his nose. Reaching out and grasping the door handle, Trunks pulled the door open and stepped back out into the room. Around his shoulders, his hair hung, curling slightly, but smelling and looking a whole lot nicer then before.
He sensed her there before he actually saw her. Kaori leaned against the bed, her weight against her left leg, while her right crossed over her left. Her arms were crossed under her chest. Trunks raised an eyebrow towards her but said nothing. He let his eyes trace along her body before he turned away and walked towards her mirror, propped against her dresser. He pressed his palms against the cool, smooth white surface and studied his reflection in the clean glass. Kaori pushed away from the foot board of the bed, her long legs carrying her towards her dresser, in smooth graceful strides. Standing behind Trunks she looked at his back carefully, studying each curve, each muscle, each newly formed bruise as if she'd be tested on it later. Stepping forward, almost hesitantly, Kaori wrapped her slender arms around his torso, her fingertips dragging over the cool surface of his skin. Leaning her cheek against his back she could have sworn she'd done this before, it all seemed so familiar...
Trunks looked down at the pale arms making their way around his waist and bent his elbows so that she'd have easier access. Reaching his hands up from the dresser's surface he placed his larger hands, over hers in a gesture of affection. When he closed his eyes, all he could see was her and feel her warm breath against his skin. Trunks shook his head slightly and looked again at his reflection, this time with her arms around him and smiled softly.
It was then, that their peaceful world was broken by the shrill cry of an over-joyed mother.
"Guess you better get going." Kaori's voice was soft and underneath it was a tone that Trunks couldn't quite identify.
"Do I have to?" His voice was soft as he leaned his head back, sending a few drops of water on Kaori's forehead.
"Yes."
"Oh alright then... I'm not done with you yet, you know this right?"
"I can only imagine..."
~*Owari*~
Muwah O.o! Another part done. Sorry this one took so long, life's been crazy. So yeah, you know the drill, Reeevviiieeewww ^_^
~*Angel*~