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Faltered Destiny

Chapter 16

Surprises: Battle With the Shower

A figure entangled itself within the white sheets. Fingers and hands tugged tightly upon them, on the verge of ripping it to pieces. An alarm went off, the infernal beeping disturbing the rest of the figure. The person sat up abruptly and slammed their hand down, thus silencing the machine. Opening their eyes the figure looked around frantically.

"Where the hell am I?" Lareesa asked as she pulled the covers off of her body and stepped onto the plush carpet.

Her feet gently glided along the surface. They barely touched the floor as she walked. It was then she felt a draft in the room and a shiver ran up her spine. Slipping her hands up to her shoulders she began to rub them vigorously. It felt like something was missing, but she wasn't sure what.

'What could it be?' she asked herself.

Then it hit her. She ran her now shaky fingers over her soft skin.

"Wait, I shouldn't be able to feel my skin...not if my shirt is there. HOLY SHIT!"

Becoming nervous, Lareesa's eyes scanned her body in a distressed manner. Her eyes became as wide as saucers as she looked down at her figure. It was then she noticed that the only clothing that covered her was a black bra and matching panties.

"H-how did I get out of my clothes?!" she screached.

It was then Lareesa heard a door open. However, when she looked at the door which lead to the hall she found it to be both closed and locked.

"That's really strange." she commented.

Her eyebrows furrowed when she heard the soft scuffle of someone's feet brushing against the gray carpet. With muscles tense Lareesa bawled her hands into two tight fists.

'What if its a robber? Or worse! A HOMOCIDAL KILLER?!' she thought.

She heard the footsteps grow closer and closer...until...

"POW!"

"SHIT!" A voice screamed. The person was currently holding his nose. "Why the hell did you do that?!"

Opening her eyes Lareesa started to laugh. She was staring into two baby-blues which were partially covered with lavender hair.

"Trunks you scared me." she said breathing in and out. "And since when do you curse?"

"Since I'm caught off guard and someone punches me; almost breaking my nose." he retorted.

"Well sorry, if you hadn't been sneaking up on me than maybe I wouldn't have punched you." she argued.

"Ahhh don't worry about it." Trunks said taking his hands away from his nose. It began to redden a little bit, but nothing more.

Lareesa struggled not to laugh once again. She watched as Trunks looked at her in a weird way, wondering what she was thinking. She then noticed how his eyes began to rake up and down her body slowly, barely moving.

At this Lareesa stiffened. She immediately remembered the current situation she was in. Her face grew warm as she stared at the now very interesting carpet. (What a pretty color. ^^')

"Do you know why I'm only in...this?" Lareesa asked while lifting her head up and using her hands to accent her question. She felt uncomfortable, but the question had to come up somehow.

Trunks paused for a moment. His tail began to twitch nervously in back of him. ('You and me baby ain't nothin but mammals so lets do it like they do on the discovery channel.....GETTIN' HORNEY NOW!'..lol) When he spoke his voice was soft and...unsure?

"Well, last night, "he paused trying to stop himself from reinacting the scene, "you fell asleep outside in the storm.." 'And in my arms' he thought. "After I noticed this I kinda went to put you to bed and since we were both soaked," he blushed, "You started to shiver, so I took off your training uniform and left. Sorry..." he tilted his head toward the floor, allowing his hair to pool over his features.

Lareesa blinked steadily. 'Well I sure wasn't expecting that.' she thought. Her heart began to sink with both grief and guilt. She felt as though it was her job to apologize, even though it was gonna kill her just to get those certain words out.

"Umm Trunks," Lareesa started, her voice wavering a bit.

At the sound of her voice, Trunks looked up at her. She sounded a little afraid of what she was about to do or say.

"I'm sorry for...for leading you outside into the rain and probably causing you to get sick." she stated.

"Don't worry I'm perfectly fine." Trunks said.

Slowly Lareesa brought her right hand up to Trunks' face and slapped him. Not so hard, but just a simple slap.

"Next time though, do not change me out of my clothes without my consent." she said standing there. Here hand lingered on his face for a moment before she removed it. She was a little astounded to why she had kept her hand there for so long. She mentally began to smack herself.

'Stupid stupid stupid baka baka baka...damn JAPANESE!'

"I have to go shower!" she yelled quickly before grabbing some clothes, running into the bathroom, and slamming the door shut.

Trunks just looked at the bathroom door and smiled. Walking over to the dishevled sheets on her bed, he sat. Waiting for Lareesa to emerge from the bath she longed for.

**In the Bathroom**

'Shit shit shit shit shit shit kuso kuso kuso kuso...DAMNIT!' Lareesa thought.

She reached her hand out and turned on the water...the very cold water. Dropping her clothing she stepped into the shower.

"Ohhhhhh CRAP! FREEZING FREEZING!" Lareesa screamed under the running water.

Her body began to quake underneath the tiny streams that ran down her skin. Within seconds, her shivers began to intensify.

"Ok Ok, I get it...I'm fine now." Lareesa said to no one. With that last statement, Lareesa turned the water to hot, so she could warm up.

Almost immediately, the cold water turned to that of a scolding hot. Lareesa who was under the water during the time of the change ran to the back of the shower and put her hands out in front of her. In some way she was trying to stop the water from burning her skin. (Have you guys ever done that? When ur takin a bath the water temp will change drastically, and then you jump to the back and put ur arms out to change the water back to comfortable temp? Iz like we think we can control the water...lol..well on w/the story..) Her attempts seemed futile however, since the water remained at the same steamy temperature. The only option that came to mind was that Lareesa was going to have to go and fiddle with the knobs to adjust the water herself. (Well DUH!)

Slowly, Lareesa made her way over to the front of the shower. The steam clouded her vision a little, but she didn't take much notice...until she felt something glide underneathe her feet. The next thing she knew was that she lay on her back, her head directly under the scolding water.

"OUCH!" she screamed while jumping back and rubbing her eyes. "DAMNIT that BURNED!"

**Outside the Bathroom**

Trunks turned his head toward the door and looked at it puzzled. He heard screaming coming from inside, but just dimissed. He didn't want to end up walking in on Lareesa when she was naked....

**Back Inside The Bathroom**

Quickly making a thrust with her arm, Lareesa turned the water tempterture onto a luke warm setting. She was standing, when she felt the water become cooler and more refreshing. She sighed in relief as she washed her hair with a Vanilla perfumed shampoo and used the matching bodywash. Her senses danced with delight, she hadn't showered for a week since she was in a coma. Her expression saddened a little bit as the thought of her mother came into play.

'No, I'm not gonna think of that now. I've already put myself through enough stress.' she thought.

With that she turned the knob to its off position. She had gone through her entire shower in automatic mode. (That means you don't about what your doing, but you do it as an act of habit.) Stepping out from the the shower she pulled a warm wooly towel around her body. Lareesa made her way over to the bural and looked the clothes she had grabbed.

There on the sink lay a pair of blue-denim hip-huggers and a black three quarter shirt with a green dragon climbing up the back. Lareesa smiled in satisfaction, her quick search for clothes had landed her with one of the best outfits she had ever picked. It was an quite understatement to say she liked her wardrobe. She quickly got dressed and looked at herself admirabley in the full length mirror. The outfit really accented both her hair and eyes.

Swinging the towel over her shoulder, Lareesa opened the door and exited the bathroom. She walked out and headed toward the dresser within her room. She was struck with a rather strange feeling and turned around. To her surprise Trunks was laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Turning back around quickly, she returned her attention to the mirror and started to ring the excess water from within her hair.

"Have a nice shower?" Trunks questioned, sitting up on the bed.

Not turning her around, Lareesa answered, "I would hardly call it nice, but I guess it was refreshing."

"Ahh...I see. What was all the screaming about?" Trunks asked, curiousity piqued.

"An inner struggle between woman and shower." she chuckled.

Dropping the towel onto the floor Lareesa opened the drawer and pulled out a vent brush. She then began to brush her hair...grunting every now and then when her accomplise met the tangled knots.

She felt eyes staring on her. Trunks' eyes. That feeling always got to her, the way you know someone is watching you without even turning around. It just always seemed so....nerve wracking.

"You alright?" Lareesa asked, a little worried about the demi-saiyan in her room.

Trunks sighed keeping his eyes on Lareesa, "Yea, I'm fine." A hint of doubt was hidden in his voice.

Lareesa felt the twinge of guilt begin to pull on the back of her mind once again. Her eyes settled on the dresser as she spoke a few words she thought would never come from her own mouth.

"If it has anything to do with me slapping you, I'm sorry." she said. Her eyes slowly filling up with tears, but she blinked them back. 'Damn...why the hell am I crying? Is it that time of the month or something?' she wondered.

The light shuffle of feet against the carpet could be heard once again. They were heading over toward the dresser, and toward Lareesa. She tried to remain calm as she heard the sound stop directly in back of her. The sound of the rapid beating of her heart gave her an indication of what was going on.

'Can it be that...I like or even *love* Trunks?' she asked herself.

Her heart only continued to beat faster, it was going so fast she thought it would jump right out of her rib-cage. Lareesa felt that same feeling. His eyes were still watching her, but she refused to turn around and meet his gaze.

"Don't worry about it, I think I probably deserved what I got." Trunks said, his breath hitting the back of Lareesa's neck.

She shivered slightly. The alarm in her head began to go off.

'TOO CLOSE! HE IS TOO CLOSE!' it repeated. (iono..my writers block is comin back)

"Are you cold?" Trunks asked as he watched her shiver.

"I guess you could say that." Lareesa answered.

A smirk played upon Trunks' lips. He slowly took his arm and let it inch toward her stomach. Grasping it lightly, he allowed his arm to envelope the teenage girl. Her eyes widened, but she didn't move; the only indication of her being alive was the quick and shallow rhythm of her breathing.

Bending down, Trunks moved his head and placed it in the crook of Lareesa's neck. He began to nuzzle his skin against hers in a slow and relaxing rhythm. His hot breath meeting Lareesa's cool skin, making her shiver.

'What's going on? What is Trunks doing? He's never done anything like this before and all I can do is stand here.' she thought.

Soft kisses began to plant themselves on the teenage girl's neck. Gently moving from her collerbone, to the base of her neck, and still traveling upward. Lareesa's body shook in short convulsions as she tried to stand there rigid.

At the same time Trunks was involved in his barrage of kisses he was also turning Lareesa around slowly, so she could meet his gaze. He continued his *assault of love* (corny...no?) until his eyes met hers, and they where face to face.

Lareesa watched Trunks intently, her eyes meeting his. She was very nervous, but not one single bit of that emotion was expressed. She watched as his face drew closer to hers. Closing her eyes, she awaited what she knew was coming. Not intending to stop it she waited still, just to see what would happen. She felt a warm breath meeting her skin and then......
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End of Chapter....I'm so mean! Well here's a cliffy, i felt as though i wasn't leavin you guyz with enough of those lately. So I hope this will make up for it! Cya!

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