Epica: Here we are again! As you'll notice, we also edited this chapter.
Elese: Believe me, you don't wanna miss a thing.
Chapter XVIII - This Should Be Fun...
He kissed her gently, as he started unbuttoning her blouse. "You're beautiful, Marron." He chuckled softly at her blush. "Why so bashful all of a sudden?"
She looked away from him.
"I love you, Marron." He ripped off the next garment, which happened to be her skirt, and instantly went for her bra.
She squirmed. "No," she moaned.
His eyes met hers. "Why not?"
"I don't know. I just..."
"It doesn't matter. We'll be married soon. You'll have your happy ending, and, most importantly, I'll have my way."
"Trunks...?"
"Stop doing that, Trunks!" Marron yelled groggily.
Six hours ago, Trunks had locked her back in the stall, and promptly informed her that she was going nowhere until she gave into him, so she "might as well get comfortable."
Damn that smug Saiyan Prince! Why did it always seem like he was at the root of her troubles?
Trunks yawned as he stretched peacefully. "What an interesting dream. Maybe next time, we'll get to the good part."
"Trunks, you have to stop this. Just let me go."
"Even if I did, we would still be drawn to each other, and I would continue to hun--I mean haunt you in your dreams."
She groaned. "Why?"
"Because."
"Asshole."
"That's what they call me."
"Son of a--"
"Think of who you're really insulting."
"Vegeta?" she smirked.
"Don't make me punish you," he said, the the smile apparent in his voice. "I might enjoy it."
Marron slumped against the stall wall. "Please, Trunks."
"You want me that badly?"
She scrambled to correct herself, "Please let me go."
"No. Stop asking."
She sighed and commenced pounding her head against the wall.
"Stop that," Trunks ordered. "I don't want you messing up that pretty head of yours."
"It's my head to mess up."
"No, it's mine."
She smacked her head against the wall once, and an idea came to her. (Because banging your head against stuff just does that.) If she had any chance of getting rid of him, she had to break that bond. The major problem was that she had no idea of how to break it, but she knew someone who would. (Oh gee, who could be the bond expert??)
For now, she needed to get Trunks to release her. "Trunks, if you're keeping me here forever--"
"Not forever. Just until you give in."
"But Trunks, don't you Saiyans like to hunt? I mean this was more like a game of Mouse Trap. And not even qualified to be considered cat and mouse."
He thought about it for a while. It was actually quite true. He wanted to hunt. Marron was certainly a nice price. And why shouldn't he indulge his other Saiyan appetite for once? "How will we do this?"
"Duh. You just let me go, and you can hunt."
"Epica," Elese said urgently.
"I'm on it." She hopped into Trunks's body.
Trunks/Epica stumbled around. "Okay, Marron. I'm letting you go. But, don't forget that I'll be coming."
He was actually letting her go? 'Sweet Dende must be smiling down upon me."
"Well, at least those spirits are making me look good."
"Dende-sama, what are they doing? Trunks could hurt Marron."
"I think they have a few plans for Trunks."
Elese: Oh we've got plans for Trunks alright, Dende-sama.
Epica: Yes. Quite interesting plans at that.
Elese: You know what would be really nice?
Epica: Nice? What is this foreign word?
Elese: Funny, sister. Maybe we should continue on.
Epica: What for? I've always been fond of suspense.
Elese: Well, we would get to execute our plans sooner.
Epica: And the sooner, the better.
Elese: Exactly.
Marron dropped her keys onto the table, before locking the door tightly. She walked over to her small security alarm box, and turned it on. She couldn't remember the last time she had actually used the thing, but for some reason, she thought it might help.
She stumbled tiredly over to the refrigerator, and grabbed a few carrot sticks. She continued on to her room, where she then finished her carrot sticks, before entering the bathroom, and stripping for a shower.
Seventeen minutes later, she emerged, freshly cleaned, and clothed in her fuzzy robe. (What?? You need a color too?? Well, how about orange??)
The next few minutes were sort of blurry. One second, she was struggling with the comb, and the next, she was in her bed, on her back, being pinned by a rather large being.
Epica: That's it! End of chapter! Now go away!
Elese: But we didn't have our fun yet.
Epica: What? Oh, right! The best part. Okay, fine. We won't leave you hanging...this time.
Marron managed to get out a piercing scream before a hand clamped over her mouth.
"It's just me."
She calmed slightly, and he removed his hand. "Just you? JUST YOU?!"
He smiled brightly. (Anyone watch General Hospital?? If so, envision that common "Sunny grin.")
"You scared the shit out of me!"
"Sorry?" He looked down at her robe, which, in the brief struggle, had managed to fall partly open. "Well, don't we look lovely?" he asked her barely covered breasts.
"Trunks, get off me."
"No. I happen to like it here." He brushed his lips against hers. "I want you, Marron."
"Trunks..." she pleaded. Her barriers were melting away far too quickly.
"Ready or not," he said seductively. "Here I come." He thrust his hips against her, pleased my her small gasp. And then, and then...
Epica grinned. "I love being evil."
Elese's eyes widened. "I can't believe you just did that!"
"So much fun to be had...so little time."
"AAAAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Trunks sat back, listening to Marron's shrieking laughter, stunned at what had just happened. He had never...never...in his whole life...done...THAT! Trunks Vegeta Briefs, never lost his control, his composure, the respect of the women he bedded.
The wet spot on the front of his pants, however, begged to differ. (And you always wondered why Epica didn't use her powers that often.)
'Kami,' he thought, 'what did I do to deserve this?'
Epica: Didn't see that one coming, did you?
Elese: I'm sure we caught them off guard. Well, we hope you enjoyed chapter 18!
Epica: Not really. All that matters is that we got to have some fun. I can't wait for 19! Mwahahahaha!
TO SHADOW PHOENIX'S REVIEWERS, FROM US:
Legolas Luver - Hehheh. Did you re-read 17?
Juuhana - Lucky you.
alannapurple - You got it! Go you!
leelee - Yep! We award you one Clone no Mirai!
Lily - Epica: Okay, here's what happens...
Elese: You can't tell her!
Epica: But she asked. I'm just being nice to her.
Elese: See what I have to put up with?! And she's everyone's favorite.
Bura5k - Epica: Wow, Sis. Shadow rendered someone speechless.
Blueydmnstr - What? We didn't shorten it at all! By the way, if you really have blue eyes, does that mean you're a monster too?
Cim - Epica: Yeah, I know how world domination can be. Tough on your social life.
Heather - Is this before next Friday?
flow-sista - Bomb? Where's a bomb? Trunks might be going for revenge! AHHH!
SSJ Tokya - Epica: *brings out a little boy with spikey orange and purple hair* How about a chibi Trunkten? I created him myself. Ignore the orange hair. Elese got a hold of him.
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