While you were sleeping

Chapter 9: High card gets Ryanna

Trunks looked at his poker hand then looked to his unconscious brother. "Are you gonna fold?" Goten stayed silent and asleep. "You're not gonna fold." Trunks flipped Goten's cards over. "Ooh he is staying in with a pair. Very nice, very nice." Trunks then flipped his cards over. "Full house, you are unlucky at cards." She shuffled the deck a few times. "But lucky enough." Trunks began to deal but paused then started to laugh a bit. "Do you remember when we were in I think it was the fifth or sixth grade? I was getting really good at poker, and coming home with a lot of lunch money. I also got to know the principles office very well. Do you know what he told me?" Goten once again stayed silent. Trunks leant back in his chair.

"He said, 'why can't you be more like your brother Goten?' " Trunks smiled sheepishly. "You know what, I was alright with that. I was proud of you. I was never envious of anything you had." Trunks' smile then disappeared. "Until now." Trunks placed the deck down and stared intensely at his brother's face. "I'll cut the deck, high card gets Ryanna." Trunks cut it in two places. He looked at his and smirked. "I have a jack of diamonds, and you have." Trunks flipped Goten's over to reveal an ace. Trunks sighed. "Okay best two out of three."

It was dinner at the Briefs' house and the whole family sat down and enjoyed themselves. "So Ryanna, have you and Goten decided where you're gonna go on your honeymoon?" Ryanna shook her head.

"We went to Cuba, remember Vegeta." Vegeta nodded but kept most of his attention on his meal.

"These mash potatoes are so creamy." Bunny patted her chin finishing her plate then concentrating on her wine.

"I could never make a good pot roast."

"Your pot roast is fine mother."

"I need better meat."

"The best meat comes from Argentina." Goku piped up witha mouth full of various foods. Bulma eyes Ryanna then Trunks who seemed a lil quiet.

"Hey Ryanna do you think you could find a nice girl for Trunks." Trunks nearly choked then blushed.

"Mom." Ryanna chuckled and shook her head.

"I really don't know Trunks' type." Trunks clenched his teeth and muttered against his wine glass as he brought it to his lips.

"I like blondes, chubby ones." Bra cocked an eyebrow.

"These mash potatoes are so creamy."

"You already said that woman."

"Trunks, you told me you preferred girls with brown or black hair." Trunks eyed his sister evilly.

After dinner

"If you need help with history, don't call me."

"Why not you're a genius." Ryanna rolled her eyes but smiled. Bulma helped her into her jacket as Trunks opened teh door then stood in the doorway to let her out.

"Ryanna if you're free for new years we'd like to see you."

"Sure." Trunks smiled as Ryanna turned around then hugged him. Bra squealed and pointed.

"Hey look you guys you're under the mistletoe." Bumla grinned and ushered the two/

"Go kiss her then."

"It's tradition Trunks." Trunks and Ryanna blushed.

"Come on idiot kiss her."

"What are you scared." Trunks smiled sheepishly and gave her a quick peck on the lips making them both blush. Ryanna waved good-bye and walked out the door. Trunks stayed by the door and watched her leave. He breathed in and sighed. 'You wanna know my type Ryanna. It's you.' He closed the door and decided to retire in early.

Short chapter I'm sorry! The next one will be better I promise.