An Idol's Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own either Dragonball Z or Sailor Moon (Although I would like to)
Trunks and Minako are the same age in this; I have them both aged at 18. (Nice hormone raging age don't you think?)
Lizzy files: dances around the room I LOVE my new story. Although this story isn't my pet, my first one is, I can see this one going places that I never imagined. Good thing I made it PG-13.-_-; But I need reviews! I promise to make the next chapters longer.promise promise promise!
Copyright 2002 by Elizabeth Abbott
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Chapter 2 - Not just a pretty face
Minako flattened up against the wall so he couldn't see her. She let out a deep breath and slid down to the floor, putting her head on her knees.
-Why am I thinking like this?- she thought to herself. -I don't even know him and already I'm offering to help him do something that I know I can't help him do. . .- she looked up and sighed -this is exactly what Usagi warned me about. I'm just a sucker for a pretty face, but man, does he have a pretty face. . .-
She stood up, brushing the dirt off of her school uniform, walking back in to see Trunks holding his head again, looking quite worried about something. She walked over and placed her head on his shoulder, which startled him a little. But when he saw her, he just smiled.
"Come on, I'll show you where you can sleep." She stuttered, almost incoherently.
Suddenly, he took her hand in his, and she felt her cheeks get bright red. She led him to the hallway, where a spare bedroom sat next to hers. She got redder as she showed him inside. A set of sharp blue eyes pierced her like daggers as she went over to the bed.
"Shoo Artimis. . ." she waved him off the bed "You can sleep on my bed." He looked hurt and reluctantly got down off of the bed. His eyes seemed to say -we'll talk later- but she ignored it for now.
"That was ok," Trunks said shyly "I wouldn't have minded a little bit of company"
Minako grinned. "That's what I'm for!" As soon as she said it, she regretted it.
Trunks turned bright red and warily sat down on the bed. She sat next to him, embarrassed to no end and looked down at her feet. After a few moments of silence she took a deep breath.
"So you don't remember anything??" she looked at him, full of concern and worry
He cringed "Not really. All I know is that I don't know where I am. . .I kinda remember where I'm from, but it looks nothing like this. . ." he said, looking around the room.
"Oh." She said, wringing her hands together nervously.
"Minako-chan, are you ok?" he said, scooting closer to her than before.
She turned another few shades of red. What was this that she was feeling? It was just a crush, she knew it was. But. . .he was so cute. He didn't look like he was from around here. . .he didn't even look like he was from her town. Something didn't feel right about it, but at the same time, something felt wonderful. She just couldn't explain it.
"I. . .I'm fine" she stuttered looking directly at him.
"You don't seem it," he said placing his hand on hers. -WHAT am I doing??- he thought. -I'm not this comfortable, I'm not this cool, what the hell is coming over me?-
"Really, I am, what would be wrong Trunks-san?" she said coolly, so not to let on that she was so nervous around him.
-I feel butterflies in my stomach and giddy all at the same time- she thought -how in the world could I be ok??-
Trunks cringed and drew in a sharp breath, holding his head. The pain was back, and it was more severe this time. This wasn't like him, pain usually didn't get to him like this.
"Oh! Trunks!" Minako exclaimed, pulling closer to him, out of concern
Suddenly Trunks looked up at her, she was mere inches away from his face. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was even from close up. She looked truly concerned. He just couldn't understand why. -who is this girl?- he wondered.
They sat close for a long time, just looking at each other. For some reason they couldn't stop. Finally the phone rang and Minako ran to answer it. She came back, looked like she was in a hurry.
"I have to go, I'll be right back. . ." she called, running out the door.
"WAIT? Where are you going?" he called after her.
-Damn it,- he thought -I'm not going to let her get away from me, I've made that mistake before, I'm not making it again.-
He stumbled to his feet and walked out of the house, the cold wind smacking him in the face. He concentrated, even though it hurt his head and took off, looking for her high above the rooftops.
-I'll find her, and when I do, I'm not letting her go- he thought, scanning the area for her.
Disclaimer: I do not own either Dragonball Z or Sailor Moon (Although I would like to)
Trunks and Minako are the same age in this; I have them both aged at 18. (Nice hormone raging age don't you think?)
Lizzy files: dances around the room I LOVE my new story. Although this story isn't my pet, my first one is, I can see this one going places that I never imagined. Good thing I made it PG-13.-_-; But I need reviews! I promise to make the next chapters longer.promise promise promise!
Copyright 2002 by Elizabeth Abbott
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Chapter 2 - Not just a pretty face
Minako flattened up against the wall so he couldn't see her. She let out a deep breath and slid down to the floor, putting her head on her knees.
-Why am I thinking like this?- she thought to herself. -I don't even know him and already I'm offering to help him do something that I know I can't help him do. . .- she looked up and sighed -this is exactly what Usagi warned me about. I'm just a sucker for a pretty face, but man, does he have a pretty face. . .-
She stood up, brushing the dirt off of her school uniform, walking back in to see Trunks holding his head again, looking quite worried about something. She walked over and placed her head on his shoulder, which startled him a little. But when he saw her, he just smiled.
"Come on, I'll show you where you can sleep." She stuttered, almost incoherently.
Suddenly, he took her hand in his, and she felt her cheeks get bright red. She led him to the hallway, where a spare bedroom sat next to hers. She got redder as she showed him inside. A set of sharp blue eyes pierced her like daggers as she went over to the bed.
"Shoo Artimis. . ." she waved him off the bed "You can sleep on my bed." He looked hurt and reluctantly got down off of the bed. His eyes seemed to say -we'll talk later- but she ignored it for now.
"That was ok," Trunks said shyly "I wouldn't have minded a little bit of company"
Minako grinned. "That's what I'm for!" As soon as she said it, she regretted it.
Trunks turned bright red and warily sat down on the bed. She sat next to him, embarrassed to no end and looked down at her feet. After a few moments of silence she took a deep breath.
"So you don't remember anything??" she looked at him, full of concern and worry
He cringed "Not really. All I know is that I don't know where I am. . .I kinda remember where I'm from, but it looks nothing like this. . ." he said, looking around the room.
"Oh." She said, wringing her hands together nervously.
"Minako-chan, are you ok?" he said, scooting closer to her than before.
She turned another few shades of red. What was this that she was feeling? It was just a crush, she knew it was. But. . .he was so cute. He didn't look like he was from around here. . .he didn't even look like he was from her town. Something didn't feel right about it, but at the same time, something felt wonderful. She just couldn't explain it.
"I. . .I'm fine" she stuttered looking directly at him.
"You don't seem it," he said placing his hand on hers. -WHAT am I doing??- he thought. -I'm not this comfortable, I'm not this cool, what the hell is coming over me?-
"Really, I am, what would be wrong Trunks-san?" she said coolly, so not to let on that she was so nervous around him.
-I feel butterflies in my stomach and giddy all at the same time- she thought -how in the world could I be ok??-
Trunks cringed and drew in a sharp breath, holding his head. The pain was back, and it was more severe this time. This wasn't like him, pain usually didn't get to him like this.
"Oh! Trunks!" Minako exclaimed, pulling closer to him, out of concern
Suddenly Trunks looked up at her, she was mere inches away from his face. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was even from close up. She looked truly concerned. He just couldn't understand why. -who is this girl?- he wondered.
They sat close for a long time, just looking at each other. For some reason they couldn't stop. Finally the phone rang and Minako ran to answer it. She came back, looked like she was in a hurry.
"I have to go, I'll be right back. . ." she called, running out the door.
"WAIT? Where are you going?" he called after her.
-Damn it,- he thought -I'm not going to let her get away from me, I've made that mistake before, I'm not making it again.-
He stumbled to his feet and walked out of the house, the cold wind smacking him in the face. He concentrated, even though it hurt his head and took off, looking for her high above the rooftops.
-I'll find her, and when I do, I'm not letting her go- he thought, scanning the area for her.