Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ....iz all the same...if i did own them then why would i b writin stories on ff.net? So yea...that's pretty obvious right?
A/N: I am such a procrastinater...haha i'd rather b writing than doing my hw...lol...hope mi madre doesn't find out *hides* ok then...read on and review pleez. O and I hope u like this chapter and the last one...i know i left u guyz hangin but this chapter will complete the situation i left off in the last....yea...hope ur happi ^.^
(...)=mini author's notes
'....'=thinking
"...."=speaking
*Last Time*: 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...... (there's a lil' reminder)
Faltered Destiny
Chapter 17 (wow I'm gettin up there...)
Hungry for Breakfast?: Loss of Appetite
She felt a warm breath meeting her skin and then an apendage wrap itself securely around her thigh.
'Tail.' she thought.
There was scarcely any space between the two's lips and the gap was still closing. In a matter of moments their two lips met (*~fluff~*).
Lareesa felt Trunks' arms grab her tightly as if letting her go would be a crime. It wasn't one of those if-you-go-I-would-kill-you sort of tightness, but a if-I-let-you-go-I'm-afraid-that-I-would -never-be-able-to-live-with-myself sort of things. This feeling was warm as if nothing evil could penetrate her mind or soul.
'It feels as though everything is perfect, and as though nothing else in the world matters.' Lareesa thought.
Just then Lareesa felt Trunks' tongue slide along her lips, begging for entrance to her mouth. She was snapped back to reality by this and complied.
His moist tongue slid through the barrier which was her lips and began to explore her mouth. His tongue eventually met hers and they both began to dance and battle with eachother.
While kissing Trunks so many things were running through Lareesa's head. One of which was: 'Why am I doing this?' 'Because you love him...' a voice cooed. 'DaMnIt!' she thought.
While her tongue was exploring Trunks' mouth she came across one of his inscisors. Dragging her tongue across it she noticed that it was a little larger and sharper than a regular human's tooth. Then again, Trunks wasn't human, he was a demi-saiyan.
They broke the kiss slowly moments later, each breathing a little heavier than normal. Trunks leaned forward and kissed her cheek gently. Lareesa closed her eyes as his mouth moved towards her ear, nuzzling her tenderly.
"So, where do we stand now?" he whispered. Lareesa's eyes opened wide and her grip on him tightened.
"I - "
"You guys!! Breakfast is ready!!" Bulma's voice wrang from the other side of the door. She knocked furiously before screaming again. "Are you guys alive? Come down now or your breakfast is going to be eaten by his royal pain in the ass." she finished before walking downstairs and back into the kitchen.
"We'd better go before there isn't any breakfast left." Lareesa said as she tore her grasp away from Trunks and opened the door; waiting for him. "You coming?"
"Yea in a sec." Trunks said as he exited Lareesa's room and went into his own. He came back moments later wearing a pair of navy fleece pants.
'Damn he's hot...and what a nice ass.' Lareesa thought, instantly blushing.
"Ready?" Trunks asked, eyeing her strangely.
"Oh....ummm yea of course!" Lareesa replied as she walked along-side Trunks as they exited her room.
While walking down the long flight of stairs Trunks looked at Lareesa, and then back at the ground.
"Shifting back into your coyness act eh Trunks?" Lareesa whispered.
"No, just thinking about the question I asked you earlier." Trunks replied hesitantly.
"Well, does this answer it?" Lareesa asked as she put her right arm around Trunks' waist and kissed him on the cheek.
Trunks blushed, but then allowed his arm to wrap around her shoulders and his tail to secure itself around her waist.
"Yup." he replied while smirking.
"I think I made you a happy Saiyan." Lareesa scoffed.
He chuckled slightly. 'Is it that obvious?' Trunks thought while sweat-dropping. (hehe...this is Trunks-kun ^^')
Both of the teenagers entered the kitchen a couple of minutes later. They had both separated knowing that Vegeta would have a comment to make if he saw them hanging on eachother. Taking seats across from eachother they waited. Bulma brought some plates to the table and placed them in front of each person.
Lareesa tried to stifle the giggles that threatened to errupt from her chest. She herself, had one plate of food which consisted of two scrambled eggs, five strips of bacon, and a toasted english muffin w/jelly and butter. The Saiyan males which included Vegeta, Trunks, Chibi Trunks, and Goten had eight plates each. Goten had spent the night at the Briefs house the day before.
'At least Trunks has the decency to eat with some manners.' Lareesa thought as she gazed at the eating frenzy that was taking place before her eyes. She blinked in exasperation and then returned her line of vision toward her own food. She really loved scrambled eggs, along with the sides that came with them. She eyed the ketchup across the table and her mouth began to water. (what are eggs without ketchup? LOL!)
"Pass the ketchup please." Lareesa commented.
Just as this question had left her mouth she found that the bottle was being hurled at her. The speed was too quick for her to see anything but a red blur so she ducked; soon hearing the glass bottle smack against the wall and fall to the floor in a million pieces.
"I can see the headlines now, 'Unsuspecting Teen Killed By Flying Ketchup Bottle'..." she mumbled under her breath while straitening herself back in her seat.
This however caught Vegeta's attention and he looked up from his breakfast eyeing the teen. He smirked, apparently forming some sick and irritant plot in his twisted head. (twisted hair)
"I can see why you didn't catch that ," he started, "Too much sleep can take away your senses."
Lareesa's blood began to boil. He was talking about her being in her state of a coma. HE was the one who put her there in the first place. She tried to keep herself calm, but to no avail remained as steamed as she was when Vegeta had first made his statement.
He could tell her ki was rising. Wondering how far he could get her to go he kept on egging her on. Vegeta smirked while contemplating what else he could say that would seemingly piss off the young teen.
"Did you have a nice rest? Or would you rather go under for a longer time?" Vegeta asked menacingly.
'Keep eating. Don't even give him the satisfaction of letting him know that he's pissing you off. Imagine Vegeta dancing around in a pretty pink tu-tu....' she thought. '...revenge...'
Lareesa continued eating her breakfast and tried to ignore Vegeta to her best ability. She felt many pairs of eyes watching her intently. Looking out of the corner of her eye she noticed that they belonged to Trunks, Bulma, and Goten.
"Why don't you go back to bed, maybe then you'll wake up and be a lot stronger than you already are." Vegeta scoffed.
'Can't control temper...pissed beyond repair...grrrrrr!'
Lareesa slowly got up form her seat and pushed the chair in. Walking toward the doorway to exit the kitchen she met Vegeta's gaze. He immediately stood up and blocked her path.
"Please move." she said through clenched teeth.
"Not unless you can make me." Vegeta stated meeting her bright green eyes with his dark ebony ones.
Lareesa chewed her bottom lip for a moment, this seemed to help her think better. Her face brightened slightly once she configured a plan that would work. It had a chance of failure and a chance of success, but there was a thin line between the two. She slowly got into a fighting stance and readied her hand as if going to punch Vegeta in the jaw.
"Not this again...you know you won't be able to beat me."
Lareesa didn't reply, but only went to throw a punch at Vegeta. As he readied a block she did a front-handspring and jumped over his head. Vegeta turned around, infuriated; this is when Lareesa swung her left foot around and kicked him in the stomach. After *finishing* her plan she ran upstairs and into her room locking the door behind her before Vegeta could even catch his breath.
Blowing out some of the breath she had saved as an emergency Lareesa sat on her bed. Picking up a nearby newspaper as she did so. The only thought trail that entered and exited her mind was:
'Vegeta is going to kill me....but then again he wanted me to get past him...and where did I learn to do a front-handspring? Life is sure full of surprises.' Lareesa thought while flipping through the many pages of the paper. 'Ahhh the comics...wonder what's goin on in the world of Garfield.'
Upon trying to find the comic section of the paper Lareesa passed some pretty interesting adds, a couple she thought of applying for or taking part in.
***Downstairs***
"VEGETA! How could YOU do such a thing!?" Bulma screeched while staring at her hot-headed husband.
Vegeta only grunted as he walked away from the situation.
"Mom," Trunks said whispering, "there's something I need to tell you." Bulma listened intently to what her future son had to say. "Lareesa's mom died when she was in a coma." Bulma stared into the blanket of space in utter shock.
"No wonder she had been so upset, my kami." she sighed as tears came to her eyes.
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Lareesa read the many adds in the paper. The feeling of having to earn her keep or just having to do something with her time came to mind. Almost instantly she sat up and walked over to her dresser. Finding a small case she opened it and pulled out a capsule that was labeled 'hover-bike'. Picking up her back-pack she made her way toward the window/balcony. Just before she was about to climb down the ivy she heard a door swing open. A figure slowly entered her room looking around frantically, that figure was Trunks.
'Shit, I'm almost out the window, now what do I do?'
"Where are you going?" Trunks asked. He was standing directly across from Lareesa with his arms crossed. His face held a sterness Lareesa had never seen before, it seemed strict yet void of all emotion at the same time.
"Ummm...well out." Lareesa stammered while swinging her one leg over the balcony bars.
"Out where?" he questioned, quirking an eyebrow.
"Sight-seeing and stuff..." Trunks gave her an iquisitive look, "Despite what you may think I do want to see the city." she said while beginning her decent down toward the ground.
Trunks ran over to the balcony and watched as Lareesa clung onto the many vines and looked up at him. Her hair was whipping freely about her face, and sometimes obstructing her view. He was drawn out of his semi-daze when he heard her call his name.
"Trunks you know you can come right? You probably know where everything is and stuff...so....."
At that Trunks lowered himself so that he was eye-level with Lareesa. (Meaning he flew down near her). She was so surprised by his act that she lost both her foot-hold and grasp; she began to fall to the ground.
'Deja-vu.'
Feeling the ground nearing she didn't scream, for moments later two strong arms caught her and brought her gently to the ground.
"See what would have happened if I wasn't around." Trunks joked.
"Yea, I would have never fallen." she retalliated.
Seconds later she noticed the position that both herself and Trunks were in. He had his arms wrapped around her waist and she had her arms encircling his neck. The furry apendage was also entangled on her leg. She blushed slightly and went to pull away, but was stopped by Trunks' strong grip.
"Shifting back into you coyness act?" he asked smirking, using the same question Lareesa had used on him.
"N-no." she stuttered. She brought her hand up and ruffled his hair slightly, causing him to growl. "Oh and I pissing you off now?" she questioned while grinning, her courage quickly regained.
He growled once again and at this she tried to step back, but once again his hands prevented her from doing so. Then he smirked and kissed her lips lightly, pulling away rather quickly.
"No." he replied. "I just wanted to try and scare you." An evil glint flickered in his eyes.
Lareesa took her hands from his neck and slapped him playfully against the chest. Slowly he let go of her and asked her what she wanted to see.
"Hrm.." she mumbled, "Well everything here..." She then proceeded to toss the capsule onto the ground and climbed onto the hover-bike.
"You're not going to ride that are you?" Trunks chuckled.
"Why what's wrong with it?" Lareesa questioned.
"Well...there's nothing wrong with *it* but you have no idea where you are going and you want to drive." he finished.
"I see your point...but what are you saying...that you want to drive." she quiered.
"Not exactly." he said while extending his arms, Lareesa's eyes widened.
"No." she stated. "What if someone sees us or worse...you drop me..." she mumbled the last part.
"Number one, we'll be flying too high and fast for anyone to see us and number two," he paused, "I would *never* drop you."
Lareesa gulped, and slowly re-capsalised the hover-bike. Tucking the capsule into her pocket she made her way over to Trunks. She entered his arms slowly and carefully, making sure that she felt comfortable within his grasp. He closed his arms moments later and positioned himself for take-off.
It was around this time that she noticed Trunks had changed his attire. He was now in his usual blue C.C. jacket, black tanktop, and his baggy black pants. (droolz) Lareesa's eyes raked his body, her mind noting how the clothing fit him so well. She was brought back from her *good times* when she heard him speak.
"Ready?" he questioned, looking down into two emerald gems. Lareesa nodded. "Ok here we go."
Lareesa gripped Trunks' clothing tightly as they took off into the sky. Wondering what adventures would reveal themselves to the two teens.
Bulma stood there looking out one of the large windows from the kitchen. She had seen the whole thing as it transpired. Sighing dreamily she went over and emptied Lareesa plate which still contained half of the food on it, untouched.
"No wonder they didn't hear me when I called them this morning." she giggled.
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Well thaz the end of this chapter...hope u guyz are happy cuz now i have to go clean my room otherwize i can't sleep over my friend's house tonight...damn...an i only have *looks at clock* two hours! CRAP! *runs off toward her room*
Thanx to the three people who reviewed I appreciate it more than you'll ever know ^.~. (counts..all three of u ^^')
Ok next chapter...ADVENTURES lots of them...hopefully...and now i have to go to G.S....and then read...ACK when will the torture end?!
A/N: this is without a doubt one of my most fav chapters! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
The cure for stress is reviews and lots of them..LOL!
Trunksgrl06
*sry i don't have time for individual review thingies today*
A/N: I am such a procrastinater...haha i'd rather b writing than doing my hw...lol...hope mi madre doesn't find out *hides* ok then...read on and review pleez. O and I hope u like this chapter and the last one...i know i left u guyz hangin but this chapter will complete the situation i left off in the last....yea...hope ur happi ^.^
(...)=mini author's notes
'....'=thinking
"...."=speaking
*Last Time*: 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...... (there's a lil' reminder)
Faltered Destiny
Chapter 17 (wow I'm gettin up there...)
Hungry for Breakfast?: Loss of Appetite
She felt a warm breath meeting her skin and then an apendage wrap itself securely around her thigh.
'Tail.' she thought.
There was scarcely any space between the two's lips and the gap was still closing. In a matter of moments their two lips met (*~fluff~*).
Lareesa felt Trunks' arms grab her tightly as if letting her go would be a crime. It wasn't one of those if-you-go-I-would-kill-you sort of tightness, but a if-I-let-you-go-I'm-afraid-that-I-would -never-be-able-to-live-with-myself sort of things. This feeling was warm as if nothing evil could penetrate her mind or soul.
'It feels as though everything is perfect, and as though nothing else in the world matters.' Lareesa thought.
Just then Lareesa felt Trunks' tongue slide along her lips, begging for entrance to her mouth. She was snapped back to reality by this and complied.
His moist tongue slid through the barrier which was her lips and began to explore her mouth. His tongue eventually met hers and they both began to dance and battle with eachother.
While kissing Trunks so many things were running through Lareesa's head. One of which was: 'Why am I doing this?' 'Because you love him...' a voice cooed. 'DaMnIt!' she thought.
While her tongue was exploring Trunks' mouth she came across one of his inscisors. Dragging her tongue across it she noticed that it was a little larger and sharper than a regular human's tooth. Then again, Trunks wasn't human, he was a demi-saiyan.
They broke the kiss slowly moments later, each breathing a little heavier than normal. Trunks leaned forward and kissed her cheek gently. Lareesa closed her eyes as his mouth moved towards her ear, nuzzling her tenderly.
"So, where do we stand now?" he whispered. Lareesa's eyes opened wide and her grip on him tightened.
"I - "
"You guys!! Breakfast is ready!!" Bulma's voice wrang from the other side of the door. She knocked furiously before screaming again. "Are you guys alive? Come down now or your breakfast is going to be eaten by his royal pain in the ass." she finished before walking downstairs and back into the kitchen.
"We'd better go before there isn't any breakfast left." Lareesa said as she tore her grasp away from Trunks and opened the door; waiting for him. "You coming?"
"Yea in a sec." Trunks said as he exited Lareesa's room and went into his own. He came back moments later wearing a pair of navy fleece pants.
'Damn he's hot...and what a nice ass.' Lareesa thought, instantly blushing.
"Ready?" Trunks asked, eyeing her strangely.
"Oh....ummm yea of course!" Lareesa replied as she walked along-side Trunks as they exited her room.
While walking down the long flight of stairs Trunks looked at Lareesa, and then back at the ground.
"Shifting back into your coyness act eh Trunks?" Lareesa whispered.
"No, just thinking about the question I asked you earlier." Trunks replied hesitantly.
"Well, does this answer it?" Lareesa asked as she put her right arm around Trunks' waist and kissed him on the cheek.
Trunks blushed, but then allowed his arm to wrap around her shoulders and his tail to secure itself around her waist.
"Yup." he replied while smirking.
"I think I made you a happy Saiyan." Lareesa scoffed.
He chuckled slightly. 'Is it that obvious?' Trunks thought while sweat-dropping. (hehe...this is Trunks-kun ^^')
Both of the teenagers entered the kitchen a couple of minutes later. They had both separated knowing that Vegeta would have a comment to make if he saw them hanging on eachother. Taking seats across from eachother they waited. Bulma brought some plates to the table and placed them in front of each person.
Lareesa tried to stifle the giggles that threatened to errupt from her chest. She herself, had one plate of food which consisted of two scrambled eggs, five strips of bacon, and a toasted english muffin w/jelly and butter. The Saiyan males which included Vegeta, Trunks, Chibi Trunks, and Goten had eight plates each. Goten had spent the night at the Briefs house the day before.
'At least Trunks has the decency to eat with some manners.' Lareesa thought as she gazed at the eating frenzy that was taking place before her eyes. She blinked in exasperation and then returned her line of vision toward her own food. She really loved scrambled eggs, along with the sides that came with them. She eyed the ketchup across the table and her mouth began to water. (what are eggs without ketchup? LOL!)
"Pass the ketchup please." Lareesa commented.
Just as this question had left her mouth she found that the bottle was being hurled at her. The speed was too quick for her to see anything but a red blur so she ducked; soon hearing the glass bottle smack against the wall and fall to the floor in a million pieces.
"I can see the headlines now, 'Unsuspecting Teen Killed By Flying Ketchup Bottle'..." she mumbled under her breath while straitening herself back in her seat.
This however caught Vegeta's attention and he looked up from his breakfast eyeing the teen. He smirked, apparently forming some sick and irritant plot in his twisted head. (twisted hair)
"I can see why you didn't catch that ," he started, "Too much sleep can take away your senses."
Lareesa's blood began to boil. He was talking about her being in her state of a coma. HE was the one who put her there in the first place. She tried to keep herself calm, but to no avail remained as steamed as she was when Vegeta had first made his statement.
He could tell her ki was rising. Wondering how far he could get her to go he kept on egging her on. Vegeta smirked while contemplating what else he could say that would seemingly piss off the young teen.
"Did you have a nice rest? Or would you rather go under for a longer time?" Vegeta asked menacingly.
'Keep eating. Don't even give him the satisfaction of letting him know that he's pissing you off. Imagine Vegeta dancing around in a pretty pink tu-tu....' she thought. '...revenge...'
Lareesa continued eating her breakfast and tried to ignore Vegeta to her best ability. She felt many pairs of eyes watching her intently. Looking out of the corner of her eye she noticed that they belonged to Trunks, Bulma, and Goten.
"Why don't you go back to bed, maybe then you'll wake up and be a lot stronger than you already are." Vegeta scoffed.
'Can't control temper...pissed beyond repair...grrrrrr!'
Lareesa slowly got up form her seat and pushed the chair in. Walking toward the doorway to exit the kitchen she met Vegeta's gaze. He immediately stood up and blocked her path.
"Please move." she said through clenched teeth.
"Not unless you can make me." Vegeta stated meeting her bright green eyes with his dark ebony ones.
Lareesa chewed her bottom lip for a moment, this seemed to help her think better. Her face brightened slightly once she configured a plan that would work. It had a chance of failure and a chance of success, but there was a thin line between the two. She slowly got into a fighting stance and readied her hand as if going to punch Vegeta in the jaw.
"Not this again...you know you won't be able to beat me."
Lareesa didn't reply, but only went to throw a punch at Vegeta. As he readied a block she did a front-handspring and jumped over his head. Vegeta turned around, infuriated; this is when Lareesa swung her left foot around and kicked him in the stomach. After *finishing* her plan she ran upstairs and into her room locking the door behind her before Vegeta could even catch his breath.
Blowing out some of the breath she had saved as an emergency Lareesa sat on her bed. Picking up a nearby newspaper as she did so. The only thought trail that entered and exited her mind was:
'Vegeta is going to kill me....but then again he wanted me to get past him...and where did I learn to do a front-handspring? Life is sure full of surprises.' Lareesa thought while flipping through the many pages of the paper. 'Ahhh the comics...wonder what's goin on in the world of Garfield.'
Upon trying to find the comic section of the paper Lareesa passed some pretty interesting adds, a couple she thought of applying for or taking part in.
***Downstairs***
"VEGETA! How could YOU do such a thing!?" Bulma screeched while staring at her hot-headed husband.
Vegeta only grunted as he walked away from the situation.
"Mom," Trunks said whispering, "there's something I need to tell you." Bulma listened intently to what her future son had to say. "Lareesa's mom died when she was in a coma." Bulma stared into the blanket of space in utter shock.
"No wonder she had been so upset, my kami." she sighed as tears came to her eyes.
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Lareesa read the many adds in the paper. The feeling of having to earn her keep or just having to do something with her time came to mind. Almost instantly she sat up and walked over to her dresser. Finding a small case she opened it and pulled out a capsule that was labeled 'hover-bike'. Picking up her back-pack she made her way toward the window/balcony. Just before she was about to climb down the ivy she heard a door swing open. A figure slowly entered her room looking around frantically, that figure was Trunks.
'Shit, I'm almost out the window, now what do I do?'
"Where are you going?" Trunks asked. He was standing directly across from Lareesa with his arms crossed. His face held a sterness Lareesa had never seen before, it seemed strict yet void of all emotion at the same time.
"Ummm...well out." Lareesa stammered while swinging her one leg over the balcony bars.
"Out where?" he questioned, quirking an eyebrow.
"Sight-seeing and stuff..." Trunks gave her an iquisitive look, "Despite what you may think I do want to see the city." she said while beginning her decent down toward the ground.
Trunks ran over to the balcony and watched as Lareesa clung onto the many vines and looked up at him. Her hair was whipping freely about her face, and sometimes obstructing her view. He was drawn out of his semi-daze when he heard her call his name.
"Trunks you know you can come right? You probably know where everything is and stuff...so....."
At that Trunks lowered himself so that he was eye-level with Lareesa. (Meaning he flew down near her). She was so surprised by his act that she lost both her foot-hold and grasp; she began to fall to the ground.
'Deja-vu.'
Feeling the ground nearing she didn't scream, for moments later two strong arms caught her and brought her gently to the ground.
"See what would have happened if I wasn't around." Trunks joked.
"Yea, I would have never fallen." she retalliated.
Seconds later she noticed the position that both herself and Trunks were in. He had his arms wrapped around her waist and she had her arms encircling his neck. The furry apendage was also entangled on her leg. She blushed slightly and went to pull away, but was stopped by Trunks' strong grip.
"Shifting back into you coyness act?" he asked smirking, using the same question Lareesa had used on him.
"N-no." she stuttered. She brought her hand up and ruffled his hair slightly, causing him to growl. "Oh and I pissing you off now?" she questioned while grinning, her courage quickly regained.
He growled once again and at this she tried to step back, but once again his hands prevented her from doing so. Then he smirked and kissed her lips lightly, pulling away rather quickly.
"No." he replied. "I just wanted to try and scare you." An evil glint flickered in his eyes.
Lareesa took her hands from his neck and slapped him playfully against the chest. Slowly he let go of her and asked her what she wanted to see.
"Hrm.." she mumbled, "Well everything here..." She then proceeded to toss the capsule onto the ground and climbed onto the hover-bike.
"You're not going to ride that are you?" Trunks chuckled.
"Why what's wrong with it?" Lareesa questioned.
"Well...there's nothing wrong with *it* but you have no idea where you are going and you want to drive." he finished.
"I see your point...but what are you saying...that you want to drive." she quiered.
"Not exactly." he said while extending his arms, Lareesa's eyes widened.
"No." she stated. "What if someone sees us or worse...you drop me..." she mumbled the last part.
"Number one, we'll be flying too high and fast for anyone to see us and number two," he paused, "I would *never* drop you."
Lareesa gulped, and slowly re-capsalised the hover-bike. Tucking the capsule into her pocket she made her way over to Trunks. She entered his arms slowly and carefully, making sure that she felt comfortable within his grasp. He closed his arms moments later and positioned himself for take-off.
It was around this time that she noticed Trunks had changed his attire. He was now in his usual blue C.C. jacket, black tanktop, and his baggy black pants. (droolz) Lareesa's eyes raked his body, her mind noting how the clothing fit him so well. She was brought back from her *good times* when she heard him speak.
"Ready?" he questioned, looking down into two emerald gems. Lareesa nodded. "Ok here we go."
Lareesa gripped Trunks' clothing tightly as they took off into the sky. Wondering what adventures would reveal themselves to the two teens.
Bulma stood there looking out one of the large windows from the kitchen. She had seen the whole thing as it transpired. Sighing dreamily she went over and emptied Lareesa plate which still contained half of the food on it, untouched.
"No wonder they didn't hear me when I called them this morning." she giggled.
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Well thaz the end of this chapter...hope u guyz are happy cuz now i have to go clean my room otherwize i can't sleep over my friend's house tonight...damn...an i only have *looks at clock* two hours! CRAP! *runs off toward her room*
Thanx to the three people who reviewed I appreciate it more than you'll ever know ^.~. (counts..all three of u ^^')
Ok next chapter...ADVENTURES lots of them...hopefully...and now i have to go to G.S....and then read...ACK when will the torture end?!
A/N: this is without a doubt one of my most fav chapters! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
The cure for stress is reviews and lots of them..LOL!
Trunksgrl06
*sry i don't have time for individual review thingies today*