Hello, Hello!!! Greetings everyone! I am sooo sorry it took me this long to get this typed up. I have a couple more chapters done and waiting to be typed. So I hope I can keep up this time. At worst case, I hope to post at least once a month if not more often.

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Ok, now I will shut up on to the fic.

Chapter 8: I'M Sorry

The hover plane came to a gentle halt all too soon. Sakura opened her eyes to find herself back at Capsule Corp.

"Welcome home, Sakura." Bulma broke the silence with a smile.

"Thank you." Sakura managed to choke out, fighting back tears.

"Everything will be ok." Bulma spoke kindly. "We will be here for you as long as you need us."

Sakura wiped at her eyes trying to drive away the moisture that had crept into them. "Thanks Bulma. I just feel overwhelmed right now. I think I need to rest."

"Take all the rest that you need." Bulma smiled at Sakura once more and left the hover plane for the house.

When Sakura was satisfied that all the tears had been wiped away she left the plane and headed for her room. As she entered Capsule Corp her mind raced wildly. What was she going to say to Trunks? She had not meant to make him upset, she was just curious to know about this boy she was quickly falling in love with. She just wanted to know if she was setting herself up for heartbreak. Her questions seemed to answer themselves.

Sakura entered her new room and closed the door. She took the capsule case from her pocket and set it on the desk near her bed. ~Everything I own, all in once convenient case.~ she thought to herself.

She breathed out a heavy sight as she collapsed on the bed. Her mind was reeling. What to say, what to do. She felt the sickness in her heart when she thought of Trunks. ~Why!~ She mentally screamed at herself. ~Why do I always do this to myself! I just don't learn, always setting my sights to the unattainable .~ Sakura remembered back to a time in her high school years. She had been though this before. Not once, but twice. ~I had become such good friends with Mamoru. He was really nice, funny, and very cute. We had many things in common. I was devastated when he found out I liked him. He told me, "I'm sorry I found out so late, I am already involved with someone else.~

As Sakura continued her self-torment, Trunks was returning from his reconnaissance. It was the usual scene. Vegeta was training outside in the gravity room. His grandparents were chatting with his mom in the living room. But where was Sakura?

"Hi Trunks!" Bulma gave her usual cheerful greeting that she always gave her alternate Universe son.

"Hey." Was about all Trunks cold come up with for a reply. "Have you seen Sakura?"

"She's in her room. I think everything is finally catching up with her. She seems depressed and emotionally drained." Bulma replied with a look of concern on her face. "She's really hurting and could use a friend. I tried to talk to her today but she seemed more distant than before."

"Did you get the house all packed up?" Trunks' gaze turned to the stairs leading to the bedrooms.

"Yup, were all set. All of Sakura's salvageable possessions are contained in once convenient capsule case." Bulma sang out in reply.

"Good." Was the only thing Bulma heard from Trunks as he made his was to the stairs.

Trunks found himself in front of Sakura's door. ~What do I say? How can I tell her what she wants to hear without telling her about myself? Well, here goes..everything~ Trunks swallowed hard and brought his fisted hand to the door. He knocked gently so as not to startle the poor girl.

"Come in." Sakura answered the friendly know at the door. She sat straight up on the side of her bed and faced the door so she could greet her visitor. The door slowly opened and Sakura's heart started to race when she saw the lavender hair. Suddenly her stomach was doing flip-flops. Trunks could see she had a nervous look in her eyes.

"Sakura." Trunks called out her name as he entered and closed the door behind him. "I am sorry about this morning."

"No." Sakura said vehemently. "You have nothing to apologize for. I should not have pried into your personal life like that. I am the one who needs to apologize." She lowered her head to the floor as she finished her sentence.

Trunks moved further away from the door and closer to Sakura. "Don't say that." Trunks relied. "There is nothing wrong with asking someone about themselves. It's just..." He hesitated, looking for the right words. "I. I.. Just can't just can't tell you." He bowed his head almost as if in shame. "I know that sounds strange." He continued with urgency in his voice. But there are reasons why I can't tell you about myself."

Trunks now stood at arm's length from Sakura. She gazed up at him, her brown eyes shining.

"I understand, Trunks." Sakura smiled at him for the first time since he entered the room. "You are a very mysterious person. I can live with that. I won't ask you any more questions that you can't answer."

There was a brief silence between the pair. Sakura fidgeted slightly, searching for something else to say. Finally Trunks broke the silence.

"Well, I better get cleaned up for dinner. See you downstairs?" He ended in a questioning voice.

"Sure!" Sakura nodded her head in approval.

"Ok.!" Trunks sounded off as he headed to his room.

Sakura sighed as she settled back on the soft bed. ~Well, at least he's speaking to me again.~ Sakura spoke to herself and felt the most cheerful she had all day.

Dinner was very pleasant that night. Sakura spent the time getting to know Trunks and his fellow Capsule Corp residents a bit better. It was nice, she felt the happiest she had been in a long time. The atmosphere was so family like. Except the mean looking one. Vegeta, she thought she remembered his name being. He came in from training, ate in silence and went back to train again. So, it was kind of a dysfunctional family at best. But all in all it was a pleasant end to a not so pleasant day.

After the meal Sakura wished everyone a good night and headed off to bed. As she drifted asleep her senses were flooded by the essence of her lavender haired angel.

And there you have it. Another chapter come and gone. Sorry again about the delay in posting it. I have a couple more to type and tweak. Next up "Pick- Nick in a Capsule". Find out what Bulma has up her sleeve. And why are Trunks and Sakura getting so flustered. Read and find out. Take care everyone!!