Trunks picked up the phone and called Videl, but when he heard it

ringing he hung up. Then he dialed again, but again he hung up. He did that

about five more times before he realized what he was doing.

"Why are you afraid to call her, just pick it up and call her!" Trunks

said with anger.

With that he picked the phone back up and called Videl.

"Hello," said Videl picking up the phone.

"Hi, this is Trunks," said Trunks with the sound of fear in his voice.

"Oh, I didn't think you would call, because when I met you, you seemed

like the shy type," said Videl.

"Well, actually I dialed your number at least seven times before I let

someone answer," shyly laughed Trunks.

Then there was a moment of silence between them.

"I was going to ask you to come over, but if it's too late I'll..."

"No, it's not to late, I'll be right over," said Videl interrupting

Trunks.

With that they hung up the phone.

A few minutes later there was a knock at Trunks' Door. When he opened

it he saw Videl standing in the doorway. She looked totally different from

any other time. She was wearing a skimpy red dress with heels, and she was

wearing make up! Trunks stared at her for a moment.

"Well, are you going to invite me in, or are you just going to stand

there with your mouth open," Videl said sort of sarcastically.

"Oh, sorry, come on in," said Trunks. "I didn't realize I had my mouth

open, it's just that I've never seen you in a dress before."

"Well, that's because I've never worn a dress before, but I decided

you deserve it," said Videl, flirting with him.

She walked over to sit on the couch. She motioned for Trunks to

follow. He did, but then asked if she wanted something to drink. She turned

down the offer. She could tell he was nervous, and she figured if she didn't

take charge nothing would ever happen between them. She always gets what she

wants, and right now she wanted him.

"Are you sure you don't want anything to drink?" asked Trunks.

"Yes, I'm sure," she replied.

With that she shoved him down onto the couch. She climbed on top of

him. He looked even more scared. She stroked his beautiful purple hair, then

leaned into kiss him. At first he didn't kiss back, but after a few

persuasive kisses, he finally kissed back.

The time passed slowly, and with every minute the kissing turned more

aggressive and more passionate. Soon their tongues were in each other's

mouths, and Videl started to unbutton Trunks' shirt. In no time his shirt was

on the floor. She put her hands on his chest. His big, strong, muscular

chest, and just felt all his muscles tighten. When she felt that she had to

let out a cry of passion.

After a while she slowly started kissing downward. Her lips left his,

and went to his neck, then to his chest, and slowly she moved to his stomach.

When she got there she started working on putting his pants with his shirt.

She started to undo his belt, then unbuttoned his pants. Before she could

reach the zipper he had already pulled off her panties, and slipped off the

straps of her dress.

Then he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. Their lips never

parted, and they left a trail of clothes on the floor leading to the bedroom.

They went on making love all night, and Videl never thought twice about Gohan. She was with who she wanted right

now at that moment and that's all she cared about.

The next morning she woke up and sure enough Trunks was staring at

her. She smiled at him.

"Good morning," he said smiling. "Did you sleep well?"

"How could I not after last night," she said. "You were great and I

don't think I've ever had better."

They smiled at each other, and then he leaned in and kissed her. Then

he got up and walked off.

"Hey where are you going," shouted Videl.

"I'm going to take a shower, then go eat," he replied. "You can join

me if you'd like."

Then he walked off. She lay there and thought about their night, and

had to smile. Then she got up and joined him in the shower.

After the shower they ate breakfast. They were enjoying their meal

when there was a knock at the door.