Okay finally I'm back. I was having trouble logging in to fanfiction.net. Anyways I have more angst for you all. All of those wondering about one Trunks, he is a saiya-jin and is possessive over what is his. It's in the blood. (And he rightful won Hotaru's heart) Anyway if I say much more the plot will be spoiled so no more. Anyway on with the story. Oh yeah, citrus warning here.

Part X

Green eyes and green lies



Hotaru sat quietly on Trunks' bed brushing her amethyst locks. The moon gleamed off of them as she swept them gracefully with the brush. Juunanagou watched her from the hall, secretly longing for the goddess that had treated him so wonderfully. He had déjà vu as he stood observing her form. Almost as if he had felt the feeling long locked away he stealthily walked towards her. Hotaru hummed a tune as she proceeded to put her hair into a messy chignon on top of her head. He tapped her shoulder slightly as he was within arm distance of her. Startled she turned around. A light fear washed into her eyes as she looked at him then quickly disappeared.

"What is it Juu?" she questioned calmly despite the feelings of nervousness aroused inside her mind.

As if in a trance he snapped out. He shook his head. "I can't remember." He shrugged. "I don't know what it was." He stepped back. "Goodnight Hotaru." He sighed as he walked back to the room he was currently occupying at the capsule corps. He shook his head to himself. "Why can't I think clearly?" He settled himself down on the soft bed as he stripped his clothes away. "It's like there's a block in my mind wanting me not to remember it."



Trunks walked into the room he now shared with Hotaru. She was stretched out across his bed painting her toenails with some nail polish that had belonged to his mom. He smiled as he watched her. She had her face twisted in a cute little expression with her tongue sticking out. He chuckled to himself attracting her attention. Hotaru looked up with slight alarm, but then noticed who it was and smiled going back to the task at hand.



"Hey 'taru-chan." Trunks whispered as he shed the sweaty work out clothes off. "I'll be in the shower should you need me."

She smiled and nodded at him. "I'll just give a yell." Satisfied with her work she stretched her toes out to dry. She hummed the moon locket song as she waited. Her eyes closed in wonder as she remembered the good days of being the guardian to small lady. She didn't notice her lover come back into the room and was startled when he pounced on her from behind dragging her into a playful hug.

"My Hotaru." He whispered sweetly into her ear. "All mine." He smiled against her neck and tickled her under her arms.

Hotaru tried to pull away but found it difficult because a.) Trunks was much stronger than she and B.) She was laughing to hard from the sensitized nerves. Trunks rolled them over so he was lying partially on top of her. Hotaru smiled breathlessly and embraced him. Trunks held his goddess close to his body in desperation and sudden fear of losing her. Hotaru pulled back to look deep into his sapphire depths. All she found was love for her. His eyes danced with joy being in her presence. He leaned down and brushed a chaste kiss to her lips.



"We'll always be together right?"



"Of course. I'd have it no other way."



Trunks rolled off of the one he loved and pulled the covers over them and switched the lights out. He tucked Hotaru close to his side wrapping a possessive arm about her tiny waist. He loved her so much he would not lose her to anyone. And he meant no one. He kissed her forehead as he was taken to the world of dreams.



Juunanagou arose early the next morning to find neither Trunks nor Hotaru had arose from their peaceful slumber. He crept about downstairs and sat in front of a window letting the streaming light of the sun hit his face. He frowned when he realized that he could not completely feel its warmth. His programming had allowed him to feel what it should feel like but not completely experience it. All at once he understood that he was different from Hotaru and Trunks. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Why have they not told me?" he looked at the vague reflection in the window glass. "Why did they not tell me I was different? How come they lied to me? Surely they knew." He punched the glass making it break and releasing a small stream of blood to dribble down his fist.



Trunks awoke with a start upon hearing the sound of shattering glass. He looked down at his beautiful sleeping Hotaru. The prince rose from the bed and left the confines of his room. Quietly he stalked down the staircase and gazed about the room cautious and observant. His eyes fell on the sight of the cybernetic boy sitting in front of the window talking to himself.

"Juu what are you doing? Windows are not exactly the best things to punch."

Juunanagou turned to face the source of the voice. His eyes narrowed as he shakily walked to the lavender haired youth. "Did you know?" his voice ragged desperately. "Did you know?"

Trunks' brow furrowed in confusion. "Know what?" He spoke in a soft and confused tone. "What is wrong Juu?"



"Did you know that I was different?" the boy clung to Trunks' arm like a leech. Urgently he prodded him with his eyes.

Trunks thought for a moment how to reply to such a query. "We always sensed you were different, but never really knew what made you different." It was a truthful answer. He never did know why the androids were different. "What made you think about this now?" He looked down at the dark-haired one.



"You never knew?" he questioned hope alighting in his eyes. "Does it matter to you if I am different?" He tugged at Trunks' arm again.

"What you are doesn't matter to me." Trunks frowned slightly for once he actually felt sympathy for the boy. "What matters is what's on the inside."

For that brief time he did not feel the approach of the green-eyed monster. He now understood why Hotaru spent so much time with this former killer. She was trying to erase the bad that had happened, trying to dissolve his sins. She understood more than anybody what is like to be different. He smiled slightly. Hotaru was always trying to heal people. Even now she was trying to find a way to cancel out all the malice in this god-forsaken place.



Juunanagou had clung to his arm in need and now was hugging his side like a frightened child. His eyes were closed though in tranquility as if he had just had a nightmare chased away.

"I trust you."



That's it for this chapter. Alas another close save form break down. Thanx to all of you who have stayed with me this long. Special thanks to seishi sairensuno. I'm glad that you like my story. Anyway I am sorry for not updating my web page and schoolwork has gotten in the way. I'm working on posting this on my page. If you feel the need to go to: www.angelfire.com/goth/sanctuaryinsanity I have not posted it all yet so some of the links are broken. Anyway if you want to talk to me my Aim is Pyrakat. Oh well enouff rambling. The next chapter is coming soon. Revelation.