Haha! Lookie! I finally regained control over MY story. YAY! Even though I'm sure you all love the spirits more...you'll just have to deal with it.

This chapter is still rather short, as you can see. I was hounded by someone for this chapter. Not that I wish to mention names, but Gohan knows her well...

Anyway, on with the show!


Chapter XX - Livin' On the Edge

"You did what?!" Marron screeched.

'Gee, I wonder if she's been taking lessons from Mom and Bura.'

Marron jumped backwards. "I heard that!"

"Whoops."

Marron growled. "Look, Trunks, if you don't get out of my house, right this minute, I'm going to call the police."

"And tell them what? That the owner of your home is here? It's not a crime, Sweets."

She groaned. "Trunks, why won't you just go away?"

"Because, I long to be near you, when you aren't around."

"That's not a good reason."

"Okay. How about: People do crazy things...when they're in love." (Ring any bells, Burned??)

She touched her forehead, and leaned against the door frame. "Trunks, you are not in love with me."

"Yes I am."

"Look, until I figure out a way to--"

"You're not breaking our bond."

"Partial bond. Get it right."

"Not for long."

She backed away from from him some more. The look in his eyes was not reassuring. "I assure you that it won't be completed any time soon."

"I beg to differ, dear Marron. Soon, you won't be able to resist me." (Because Trunks is... C'mon, you can finish the sentence.)

"I told you, Trunks. I do NOT love you, and I am most certainly not ready to commit."

"Not yet, but I'm willing to wait...for a while." 'A very short while,' he finished. "Now, didn't you promise me something, if I let you go earlier?"

"Promise?"

"Yeah, something that rhymes with blunt."

She nearly hit the roof. "Trunks, I am NOT having sex with you!!" she shouted.

It took him a second to catch onto what had gotten her worked up. He smirked. "I meant hunt, Marron."

She calmed. "Oh, well, in any event, I don't want to do that either."

'Marron,' he taunted her mind.

She jumped back. "Stop doing that!"

"I want my hunt."

"We already talked about this, Trunks. If you're already with me, you can't hunt me."

"You're not getting out of it this time. I'm going to stay right here with you."

She lowered her voice a bit. "You mean you don't want to--" she swayed her hips, "hunt anymore?"

He pushed his way through the door. "I can always hunt you in your dreams."

She backed away farther into the room, her eye happening to see the phone. "Trunks, I'm--I'm calling your mother, if you don't rectify this mistake right now."

He smiled at her, walked over to the phone, removed it from the hook, and tossed it to her. "Be my guest."

She raised an eyebrow at him, and brought the receiver to her ear, then immediately yanked it away, as a series of beeps and rings, followed up by static bombarded her ear drum. She hurled it at him. "What did you do?" she bit out.

He plucked the phone from the air, and dropped it into the cradle, smiling brightly. "Congratulations! Your number has been chosen to become Capsule Corporation's new phone line.

"Well fine. I'll just fly there." She started for the door, but didn't get far.

He grabbed her arm, and pulled her back inside, closing the door behind her. "You're not going anywhere."

"Any why not?"

"You have to stay here, so that we can get my stuff situated."

"Your stuff?"

"Yes." He fished into his pocket, and produced a capsule. He moved from her, and went into the living room. "Sorry, but you have horrible taste."

"Yes, insults are the way to a woman's heart."

He smirked. "Worked for my father." He turned from her, and decapsulized the capsule.

After the initial poof, a plush gray couch, matching recliner, and love seat (or at least that's what they call it here) appeared.

She sighed. "You've got to be the most spoiled Saiyan I've ever met."

"Are you forgetting Bura?"

"Oh, right." She crossed her arms over her chest. "Trunks, I really don't see why you even want to live with me. You know I'm extremely temperamental."

"Yes, you do have a very hot," he let his eyes run over her body, "temper," he finished, letting his eyes clash with hers.

She backed away again, this time heading for the door.

He was behind her in a flash. "You think I would actually let you go. You've got the wrong Saiyan, Sweet cheeks." He pinched her bottom, and she faced him.

"Trunks!" It didn't take long for her to realize her folly.

He pulled her up against him. "Mmmm, you smell good."

"Don't be...smelling me."

He laughed at her discomfort, and lifted her a bit.

"Trunks, what are you..." She was being set on the sofa. "Trunks!"

He pushed her onto her back, and began kissing her neck.

"Trunks, no--"

He cut her off with a passionate kiss, and let his hands explore her body.

As a reflex, she responded momentarily, before pulling away, and turning her head. "No, I don't want this," she said breathlessly.

"Marron, damnit, stop refusing me. You know you want me. Just give in."

"Trunks..." She was way too close to him, that infernal bond allowing her to smell his arousal. It had to be one of the most sensual things she had ever experienced.

He took her chin into his hand, and turned it back to him. "Marron..." He kissed her again, and she melted against him. "That's more like it."

"What...what do you want from me?" she was barely conscious of having asked the question.

Epica, seeing the perfect opportunity for mischief, jumped into his body.

"I want you...to wash dishes with me!"

"You...you want what?"

He got up. "Dishes, kitchen. You, me, right now."

She looked at him uncertainly, but stood. "Fine, I have a whole month's worth to do."

Epica leapt from Trunks's body, laughing insanely.

He sat there bewildered.

Marron, who was already in the kitchen, called to him, "Trunks, I'm waiting..."

He rose, and dolefully pranced into the kitchen. (The Prancing Prince.)


TO MY REVIEWERS:

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Banana splits for everyone. And if you don't like bananas...well, just throw them away.