[ Note: Ok...here's chapter 13. Sorry it took so long to get out. I don't have as much time to type bow a days with school and all. Last year of high school...yearbook meetings and photography homework...choir on Tuesdays. Very hectic right now. But don't worry...I've got a lot more to type out. Ok...disclaimer time. I do not own DBZ. I do own Kyoto, Shunjuki and the Planet Ryain. They are all copyright to me. If you would like to use them, please ask and give me full credit. I would be very happy is anyone would be interested in drawing my characters. I'd love to see how other people visualize my characters. This fic is dedicated to my dear friend Halogatomon.]

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When Two Worlds Collide- Chapter 12.



"You look beautiful tonight." Trunks said as he and Kyoto danced. "You look like a fairy tale princess." he whispered in her ear.

Kyoto blushed as she smiled at Trunks. "Well, you've got part of that right." she whispered back with a giggle. "I am a princess after all."

"Yeah...but dancing here with you still feels like a dream." he whispered as he held her. Wrapping an arm around Kyoto's waist, he pulled her closer to him. Her hair still smelled of strawberry shampoo.

Kyoto's heart jumped up into her throat and her spine tingled when Trunks pulled her close. That would happen to her whenever she was around Trunks lately. Then the butterflies started. It was a fluttering feeling she got in her lower abdomen. She liked that feeling a lot, even if she didn't know why she got it.

Trunks whispered in her ear and she giggled. He kept talking abut dreams. He described what his dream girl was.

"Funny," he said, "she has to have a good sense of humour. She has to be smart, thoughtful, caring. I see her with beautiful, long, flowing hair. Sparkling eyes, like jewels. She radiates innocence. A person you always want to be around, and when you are with her you never want to leave her."

"She sounds nice." Kyoto said as she smiled. "Have you found her yet?"

"Maybe." Trunks said with a sparkle in his eyes. 'Please let her figure out I'm talking about her.' he thought.

As he watched her though, Trunks saw Kyoto's emerald eyes darken.

"I didn't think there was such a person. A person as...perfect as you described doesn't exist." she said, casting her eyes down to the ground.

"She does exist Kyoto. I assure you she does. I've seen her with my own eyes." Trunks said, his voice barely a whisper. This caused Kyoto's eyes to darken more. Before Trunks knew it, he was staring into the blank gaze of emptiness that Kyoto had first looked upon him with so long ago.

"Whoever she is, I hope she's everything you wanted." Kyoto murmured quietly.

"She is. More than I could of asked for." Trunks said, realizing that Kyoto thought he was talking about someone else.

"Who is she?" Kyoto asked flatly, looking at the floor. "Where is she?"

Trunks tilted her head up to look at him and smiled. "I'm dancing with her." he whispered.

Immediately, the dark curtain in Kyoto's eyes lifted as she looked up at him. At first she though she was hearing things, that her ears were playing tricks on her.

"Me?" she squeaked as her throat closed up tightly, not letting any sound come out.

"Well...you fit everything I described my dream girl would be. You're funny, smart, thoughtful, caring. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met. Innocence just flows from you. And you're such a wonderful person to be around. I feel at peace when I'm around you. I feel I can to anything."

Kyoto listened intently to Trunks' words, hanging off each and every one of them. The fluttering feeling in her abdomen came back with a vengeance. It intensified with every word Trunks whispered in her ear. Her knees turned to jelly and she felt like she'd fall any second now.

'What are you doing to me Trunks?' she thought as she listened to him, 'What is this I'm feeling? What spell have you cast upon me?'

As Trunks leaned down to kiss her, he heard Kyoto take a quick breath. Having the feeling that this was her first kiss, he wanted to make it special for her. He brought his hands up and gently cupped her face in them. When he did this, he felt her pulse quicken as her heart started pounding in her chest. Just barely touching, lips grazed lips when...

"Trunks...Kyoto. Come on, it's time to go."

Trunks groaned. The moment was lost, the mood destroyed. He watched as Kyoto pulled away. She smiled at him then walked back to the others.

He stood there and watched her walk away. He was seething. This was the second time someone had stopped him from kissing Kyoto.

'Is the whole world against me or something?' he thought glumly as he made his way back to the others.

When the five of them got back to CC. it was nearly midnight. Walking into the main house Vegeta went straight up to bed while Bulma and Shunjuki wandered into the kitchen for coffee and a chat, leaving Trunks and Kyoto in the front hall.

The two of them stood there not looking at each other. The silence between them was un-nerving. Trunks looked over at Kyoto, who was pretending to be extremely interested in a bouquet of flowers on a small table.

"So...did you have a good time?" he asked.

Kyoto looked over at him and smiled. "Yeah, I did. It was fun, and the food was really good." she said as the turned to face him. "You're a really good dancer too."

Trunks looked at her a moment then burst out laughing. "Are you serious?" he asked as they started up to their rooms.

"Yes...I am. I've been to many balls and formal banquets since I was little and none of those boys could dance as well as you. Many of the boys on Ryain, as courteous as they were, couldn't dance if their loves depended on it." Kyoto replied.

Trunks looked at her seriously as they walked. He had just realized that, as she was a beautiful princess, there must be many Ryain men seeking to win her heart. Maybe one already has. Trunks frowned at this thought. How could he get her when there were probably thousands of other men she could choose from. What was so special about him that might make her choose him? Did he even have a chance?

"Kyoto...I need to ask you something." he said as he stopped in front of his room.

Kyoto looked up at him, a confused look on her face. "Ok then."

"Back on Ryain, do you...I mean is there...have you..." Trunks didn't know how to ask her. The more he talked the redder his face became.

"Have I what? Just ask whatever you want to know...I won't laugh." Kyoto said, taking one of his hands in hers.

Trunks nodded and took a deep breath. "Well, I was wondering...back on Ryain...do you like...have a boy friend...or something along those lines?"

Kyoto blushed deeply when he asked this. She shook her head as she smiled shyly up at him. "No...I don't." she whispered. "I've never really thought about it actually. My father had always told me to be careful when choosing someone to take on as a husband because once I did, he would be come my permanent life mate. Besides, I was never really one to think of boys much."

Trunks let out a sigh of relief when he heard this. It was like a weight was lifted from his heart.

"Why did you want to know?" Kyoto asked afterwards.

Trunks took a large gulp when she did this.

"Uhhh...well...you see...the thing is..." he stuttered as he tried to find the right words. "Actually...this might explain it a lot better." he said.

He then pulled Kyoto to him and pressed his lips firmly to hers. He felt her stiffen in surprise. She then melted into his embrace a moment later, her arms encircling his neck.


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[ Well...there's chapter 12. Looks like Trunks just might get some action. Might being the key word. Please review.

Now I have something very important to ask. As you all know, FFN has taken away the NC-17 rating. That means that I have had to change the rating of my fic to R...when it was meant to be NC-17. I am very upset with this change as much of my fave fics are under the NC-17 rating. I am asking all of you who are upset with this change to write a formal complaint to FFN. We, as fanfic writers, have a right to write and post NC-17 fics. It is not our fault that people don't know how to read ratings. If enough people write in, then there may be a chance to get that rating back. So please, to those of you who support me, write and demand the return of our NC-17 rating. Thank you. Paxil.]