Trunks muttered to himself as he stalked through the halls of the
palace, his dad's ego was sure to be intolerable at the moment. So he
decided not to go to watch his dad take the throne. Pan had. he hated the
way she looked at him. She was supposed to like at HIM like that. He always
knew that she'd had a crush on him. she was suppose to be his little
admirer, though she wasn't little anymore. Maybe he'd lost his chance to
have her.
His pondering were quickly interrupted by his stomach's roar (A/N not a growl! A roar! Saiyajin hunnnngry) of hunger, reminding him he hadn't eaten since that morning. Simultaneously his nose started twitching and he realized that the smell of a feast was nearby. Why he hadn't noticed it earlier was something that could be marveled at. But introspection set aside he went off in search of a meal.
Noticing that he'd wandered to the upper middle-class quarters he felt quite comfortable just walking into any room he pleased. he was the Prince now after all, right? He followed his nose to a decently sized quarters and pushed open the door, not bothering to knock, his stomach not allowing his brain to function quite in the manner it should. He pushed the door open and peered around the room, a small sitting area, bed, and a door leading to what his nose told him was the dining area.
Trunks glanced around, and not seeing anyone, walked across the tile floor and into the dining chamber. where he found the remnants of a meal. He frowned. there was only about half a table left, enough for a snack, he though to himself as he walked to a chair, pulled it out and sat down.
Just as he was about to put very good looking dumpling in his mouth he first heard a rather painful sounding 'thud'. then a pain in the back of his head. then realized that he'd been hit. Trunks growled and rubbed the back of his head as he turned to look at his attacker. His ice blue eyes looking extremely annoyed.
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Kamasi was reclining in the bathtub, enjoying the luxury of her first bubble bath when her keen ears picked up the intruder's footsteps in the main chamber. While she was in the barracks she wouldn't have given a second thought to the light tread of feet that was obviously those of a warriors'; but she supposed these were her private quarters now. so she slipped from the bathtub and wrapped a towel around her dripping body.
She followed the footsteps into her dining room. There was a man; older than she was. not saiyajin, by the look of the hair and the lack of tail. A servant? Her eyes glanced at the broad, well-defined shoulders as she stood silently in the doorway and her jaw dropped. So he was most definitely NOT a servant. Who was he then? And why was he sitting at her table. her eyes widened as the intruder put his hand on one of HER dumplings.
With a vicious growl she ran up to the man and planted her strongest punch into the back of his head. not really thinking that it would kill a normal person, but hoping to knock him out, what happened next took her completely by surprise.
The man stood up and pushed the chair back more quickly than she could see, rubbing the back of his head. "What was THAT for?" he growled, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes narrowed.
"Uuhh umm.." Kamasi didn't know what to say. he was. gorgeous. and he wasn't unconscious. Between the two, she was rendered nearly helpless.
"Uhh umm WHAT?" the man demanded.
She finally got her wits about her and responded sharply, "Eating MY food!"
"Your food.?" the curious but obviously strong man looked back at the table, then back at the woman in front of him, who he now noticed was clad only in a towel and the narrowed eyes became amazingly timid. Almost like he'd never seen a woman in a towel before. or maybe he was just embarrassed about getting caught eating someone else's food. "Well.. That's no reason to hit somebody"
"Of course it is!" Kamasi nearly shouted at him.
"No, its not! I'll get you more food"
"Yeah right! I'm surprised you're strong enough to rise above a servant ranking! You probably are a servant aren't you? Stolen someone else's armor and waltzing around in people's quarters like you own the place!" Kamasi shouted in her best imitation of a noblewoman.
The man looked aghast. she'd called him weak. and he wasn't. he had the right to kill her now, but he just looked. surprised, like no one had ever taunted him like that before. like. like he simply expected not to be mistaken for someone weak. 'Who is this guy?' she thought to herself.
Then, to her surprise, he gave a shallow bow and with his head tilted slightly upward said, "I'm sorry, miss, I had no idea that you would be so unwelcoming of company."
Kamasi narrowed her eyes at him, folding her arms under her breasts, fixing him with a steady glare, there were only two things in the world that she feared one was people who are stronger than her and the other was people who are too nice to her. and this guy seemed to be both.
He continued "I'm sorry I offended you, if it will make up for it, I'd like you to join me in my quarters this evening for a meal". At this Kamasi nearly tripped over herself trying to back up. This was weird. too weird. New quarters. feasts. bubble baths. gorgeous guys asking her to dinner- though it sounded more like an order from his tone of voice and that smirk on his face. she'd seen that smirk somewhere before. This whole thing was just getting too confusing.
"I'll send someone for you around, umm is 7ish okay?" he said, giving her a grin that made her toes curl. All she could do was nod.
"And. what's your name?" he asked, fixing her with those strange, blue eyes, his silky violet hair falling from its ponytail into his face. she just stared for a few seconds.
"E-excuse me.. miss?" he demanded politely.
She pulled her self back from the daze as quickly as she could and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I've had a long day" there, that sounded like a decent excuse"
"Ah, yeah, me too" he said, smiling "So.. what's your name?"
"Umm. uhh.. Kamasi" she said, feeling like a total idiot. "Ahh, that's a nice name" he said, giving her another one of those grins. She wanted to die. "I'm Trunks" he said and then gave her a small bow and brushed past her and out into the hallway before she could think to ask him anything more.
Kamasi followed as quickly as a 'polite' person would to the door and glanced into the hallway. but he was already gone. This day was getting weirder and weirder.
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Trunks bolted from the room as soon as the door shut behind him, and never looked back. He'd made a total fool of himself, but that girl didn't seem to notice. that nearly naked girl. after he'd finished gawking at the fact that she was in a towel. and one that wasn't that securely wrapped at that, he noticed that she was far too well muscled to be an average noblewoman, even though they trained, they wouldn't have the true stringy build that someone who trained every day since they could walk.plus she had more visible scars than even some of the elites he knew.
A definite enigma, that she was. Plus having dinner with her was one of his more ingenious ideas of the day, that'd make Pan jealous. it always had, when he asked a girl he just met to dinner. yeah that'd piss her off.
As he made his way up to his quarters in the palace, several levels above where he left 'Kamasi' she didn't give the rest of her title, yet another strange thing. he shook his head and smiled a bit, this would actually be an interesting evening.
Trunks decided not to invite her to his personal palace. that would just freak her out, she didn't seem to know exactly who he was, and he wanted to keep it that way. Of course until he decided that he wanted to tell her, and control what he told her. He smiled as he took a turn and climbed a set of spiral stairs that lead to his apartments.
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Thanks for all the reviews Epitaph Munku- JGSPTV.. . here's the next chappy, I hope you're satisfied..
NEXT TIME!:
Will Pan get 'pissy' about Trunks' date? Will Kama-chan freak when she finds out about Trunks? Will there be a catfight?! Stay tuned till next week (month. year?) and find out!
**Note** FF.net. is being meeean they're making me take the nc-17 raiting off, so you'll have to go to a separate site of mine if you ever wanna read the. naughty bits!
Ja ne! -KSP
His pondering were quickly interrupted by his stomach's roar (A/N not a growl! A roar! Saiyajin hunnnngry) of hunger, reminding him he hadn't eaten since that morning. Simultaneously his nose started twitching and he realized that the smell of a feast was nearby. Why he hadn't noticed it earlier was something that could be marveled at. But introspection set aside he went off in search of a meal.
Noticing that he'd wandered to the upper middle-class quarters he felt quite comfortable just walking into any room he pleased. he was the Prince now after all, right? He followed his nose to a decently sized quarters and pushed open the door, not bothering to knock, his stomach not allowing his brain to function quite in the manner it should. He pushed the door open and peered around the room, a small sitting area, bed, and a door leading to what his nose told him was the dining area.
Trunks glanced around, and not seeing anyone, walked across the tile floor and into the dining chamber. where he found the remnants of a meal. He frowned. there was only about half a table left, enough for a snack, he though to himself as he walked to a chair, pulled it out and sat down.
Just as he was about to put very good looking dumpling in his mouth he first heard a rather painful sounding 'thud'. then a pain in the back of his head. then realized that he'd been hit. Trunks growled and rubbed the back of his head as he turned to look at his attacker. His ice blue eyes looking extremely annoyed.
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Kamasi was reclining in the bathtub, enjoying the luxury of her first bubble bath when her keen ears picked up the intruder's footsteps in the main chamber. While she was in the barracks she wouldn't have given a second thought to the light tread of feet that was obviously those of a warriors'; but she supposed these were her private quarters now. so she slipped from the bathtub and wrapped a towel around her dripping body.
She followed the footsteps into her dining room. There was a man; older than she was. not saiyajin, by the look of the hair and the lack of tail. A servant? Her eyes glanced at the broad, well-defined shoulders as she stood silently in the doorway and her jaw dropped. So he was most definitely NOT a servant. Who was he then? And why was he sitting at her table. her eyes widened as the intruder put his hand on one of HER dumplings.
With a vicious growl she ran up to the man and planted her strongest punch into the back of his head. not really thinking that it would kill a normal person, but hoping to knock him out, what happened next took her completely by surprise.
The man stood up and pushed the chair back more quickly than she could see, rubbing the back of his head. "What was THAT for?" he growled, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes narrowed.
"Uuhh umm.." Kamasi didn't know what to say. he was. gorgeous. and he wasn't unconscious. Between the two, she was rendered nearly helpless.
"Uhh umm WHAT?" the man demanded.
She finally got her wits about her and responded sharply, "Eating MY food!"
"Your food.?" the curious but obviously strong man looked back at the table, then back at the woman in front of him, who he now noticed was clad only in a towel and the narrowed eyes became amazingly timid. Almost like he'd never seen a woman in a towel before. or maybe he was just embarrassed about getting caught eating someone else's food. "Well.. That's no reason to hit somebody"
"Of course it is!" Kamasi nearly shouted at him.
"No, its not! I'll get you more food"
"Yeah right! I'm surprised you're strong enough to rise above a servant ranking! You probably are a servant aren't you? Stolen someone else's armor and waltzing around in people's quarters like you own the place!" Kamasi shouted in her best imitation of a noblewoman.
The man looked aghast. she'd called him weak. and he wasn't. he had the right to kill her now, but he just looked. surprised, like no one had ever taunted him like that before. like. like he simply expected not to be mistaken for someone weak. 'Who is this guy?' she thought to herself.
Then, to her surprise, he gave a shallow bow and with his head tilted slightly upward said, "I'm sorry, miss, I had no idea that you would be so unwelcoming of company."
Kamasi narrowed her eyes at him, folding her arms under her breasts, fixing him with a steady glare, there were only two things in the world that she feared one was people who are stronger than her and the other was people who are too nice to her. and this guy seemed to be both.
He continued "I'm sorry I offended you, if it will make up for it, I'd like you to join me in my quarters this evening for a meal". At this Kamasi nearly tripped over herself trying to back up. This was weird. too weird. New quarters. feasts. bubble baths. gorgeous guys asking her to dinner- though it sounded more like an order from his tone of voice and that smirk on his face. she'd seen that smirk somewhere before. This whole thing was just getting too confusing.
"I'll send someone for you around, umm is 7ish okay?" he said, giving her a grin that made her toes curl. All she could do was nod.
"And. what's your name?" he asked, fixing her with those strange, blue eyes, his silky violet hair falling from its ponytail into his face. she just stared for a few seconds.
"E-excuse me.. miss?" he demanded politely.
She pulled her self back from the daze as quickly as she could and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I've had a long day" there, that sounded like a decent excuse"
"Ah, yeah, me too" he said, smiling "So.. what's your name?"
"Umm. uhh.. Kamasi" she said, feeling like a total idiot. "Ahh, that's a nice name" he said, giving her another one of those grins. She wanted to die. "I'm Trunks" he said and then gave her a small bow and brushed past her and out into the hallway before she could think to ask him anything more.
Kamasi followed as quickly as a 'polite' person would to the door and glanced into the hallway. but he was already gone. This day was getting weirder and weirder.
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Trunks bolted from the room as soon as the door shut behind him, and never looked back. He'd made a total fool of himself, but that girl didn't seem to notice. that nearly naked girl. after he'd finished gawking at the fact that she was in a towel. and one that wasn't that securely wrapped at that, he noticed that she was far too well muscled to be an average noblewoman, even though they trained, they wouldn't have the true stringy build that someone who trained every day since they could walk.plus she had more visible scars than even some of the elites he knew.
A definite enigma, that she was. Plus having dinner with her was one of his more ingenious ideas of the day, that'd make Pan jealous. it always had, when he asked a girl he just met to dinner. yeah that'd piss her off.
As he made his way up to his quarters in the palace, several levels above where he left 'Kamasi' she didn't give the rest of her title, yet another strange thing. he shook his head and smiled a bit, this would actually be an interesting evening.
Trunks decided not to invite her to his personal palace. that would just freak her out, she didn't seem to know exactly who he was, and he wanted to keep it that way. Of course until he decided that he wanted to tell her, and control what he told her. He smiled as he took a turn and climbed a set of spiral stairs that lead to his apartments.
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Thanks for all the reviews Epitaph Munku- JGSPTV.. . here's the next chappy, I hope you're satisfied..
NEXT TIME!:
Will Pan get 'pissy' about Trunks' date? Will Kama-chan freak when she finds out about Trunks? Will there be a catfight?! Stay tuned till next week (month. year?) and find out!
**Note** FF.net. is being meeean they're making me take the nc-17 raiting off, so you'll have to go to a separate site of mine if you ever wanna read the. naughty bits!
Ja ne! -KSP