******* WOW I UPDATED... HA!*********
Hey folks. Sorry for the hold up. This is ALSO another short chapter. Haven't updated since like march or something. I've been busy... and lazy... a mixture. Plus, I've become addicted to Trigun and I'm working on a Trigun story now too. Check it out. It's totally posted! (I hope...)
ALSO. In the review thing, if you leave your e-mail, or if you have a valid e-mail in your user profile, I usually e-mail and tell you if I've updated or not. Just another helpful hint!
Well sit back, relax, and let the good times roll!
Goten ran off the plane in a rush. He blazed past security, into the parking lot and into his mother's arms. Chi-Chi embraced her son tightly as she swung a handkerchief around her face. "Oh Goten, I missed you so much!!" She exclaimed. She pushed him forward and wiped a smudge off of his face. "Did you eat well? You look like you're starving!"
Goten made a pathetic face and frowned. "It was terrible mother..." He sniffled slightly then choked out, "I had nothing but airplane peanuts!"
Chi-Chi gasped in pure horror. She quickly dove into the back of Ox King's car and dug out a picnic basket the size of a boulder. "You should have called me and told me! I knew this was going to happen. Don't worry, your mommy has everything under control!"
"Ahem." Karlie coughed out.
"Oh." Goten stammered. "Mom, this Karlie. She's my girlfriend." He blushed as his mother eyed his new "friend".
"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Son." Karlie bowed.
"Humph. Look at miss thing here. Skin and bones." She turned to Goten and scowled. "You expect her to carry my grandchildren? Look at her! She looks like she hasn't eaten in months!"
"Mom... Please!" Goten begged for her silence.
"Don't "Mom please" me, Son Goten! I told you that the mother of my grandchildren needs to carry herself like she's feeding five! The lack of nutrients in her system could hardly care for a pet rock, let alone a fetus!" Chi-Chi opened the picnic basket and threw a loaf of French bread at Goten. "Here, feed your girlfriend. She needs nourishment. If this relationship is to continue, I must enforce a mandatory eating rule of 6 large meals a day, do you hear me, Goten?"
"Yes mother." He handed Karlie the bread and shrugged. "Karlie, I'm sorry for the embarrassment."
Karlie's face lit up and she let out a squeal. "I just ADORE your mother!"
Goten blinked. "What?"
"She's so powerful! So strong willed!"
Goten grinned and elbowed Karlie. "Now you know where I get it."
"Those aren't her gene's in you at all. Those must be your dad's. She's awesome! I wish that I was as confidant and great as her!"
Chi-Chi overheard her speech and smiled. "Aw, Goten. She's charming. I guess I can look past the things we can change. Come here, my darling Karlie. Lets set up a picnic."
***
I pulled my clothes out of the suit case and threw them into the dirty clothes hamper across the room. While I unpacked, I tried to envision my life without Trunks. I was alone in my castle and my mother was still trying to find me a suitor. Every one of them was a nothing compared to Trunks. Non of them made me laugh like them, made me feel as safe, wanted. I cried endless nights of hopeless silence and loneliness in my room while life went on with out me. Trunks on the other hand lived life more peacefully. He lived with a beautiful, busty human girl with more appealing attributes about her than me. My eyes welled up with tears as I continued to watch my vision.
"Serena, mother wants to know if we'd like to join her for dinner tonight with the president of some company she's trying to buy into." Trunks peered around the corner as he drug his suitcase down the hall into his room.
He saw me turn my head away from him as I silenced my tears. "Yes, that'd be fine." I put a stack of clean clothes into my dresser while I heard him drop his suitcase and walk behind me.
"Serena?" He said softly as he put his hand on my shoulder. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, Trunks." I pushed myself out of his reach and back to my suitcase.
"Serena, I've known you long enough to know that you're upset. Now come on and talk to me." Trunks approached me again, and I still walked out of his reach.
"There's nothing to talk about. It's my problem, not yours."
Trunks pulled me to him to face him. "It's our problems now. Not just yours." My eyes filled as I saw his beautiful eyes staring back at me for an answer I couldn't give. Something inside me wasn't sure of anything anymore. "Please talk to me." His grip was getting stronger as he was about to break down.
"I don't know, Trunks." I whispered.
"About what?"
"About us." I swallowed all of the saliva welling up in the back of my throat.
Trunks' brow crinkled as he got closer. "I don't understand."
I turned my head as I tried to find the words to describe my thoughts. "I don't either. Trunks, I can't put what I'm feeling into words I guess. I'm just so confused."
"You can tell me anything. I'm here for you to bleed your thoughts on."
I pulled his hands off of my arms and into my hands. "Have you ever had any regrets about us?"
Trunks' palms were sweaty as he answered my question. "Never. Why, do you?"
"No, but sometimes I just thing about things."
"About what things?"
"About... how our lives would be different without each other." My eyes filled with tears again as his eyes lingered over mine.
"If we had never met? I think I would be the most miserable person in the world if I didn't have you."
"But if you didn't ever meet me, then you wouldn't know about how miserable you'd be. See, what I wonder is..." I paused and looked up at him with apologetic eyes. "How much better your life would be without me. Without the chaos, the noise, the constant battles. How much better your life would be if you had just met a beautiful human woman and how much happier you'd be with her."
Trunks pulled me into his chest as I broke down. "That isn't true at all. I would have never been so in love with anyone else but you. You bring me so much happiness that no other living thing could."
"And I think about my life without you..." I sunk into his chest as my tears poured out. "And I was so lonely and miserable."
Trunks rubbed my back between my shoulder blades and sighed. "You need to stop thinking like this. What did I tell you about being strong and not to worry about anything anymore? Didn't I say that nothing bad will ever happen to us?"
"It's hard to prevent things that haven't happened, and that you've already lost the opportunity to do." I huffed.
"Serena, seriously. Do you think I would leave you, I mean, ever?"
"No, but if you would have never met me you would be much happier."
Trunks' expression went from sympathetic to irritated. "But that didn't happen, did it? I met you. We fell in love. I couldn't be happier."
I sighed and buried my face in my hands. A deep sigh relieved me of the tension that was building up in my chest. "I can't stop thinking about it, Trunks. There's something wrong with me."
Hey folks. Sorry for the hold up. This is ALSO another short chapter. Haven't updated since like march or something. I've been busy... and lazy... a mixture. Plus, I've become addicted to Trigun and I'm working on a Trigun story now too. Check it out. It's totally posted! (I hope...)
ALSO. In the review thing, if you leave your e-mail, or if you have a valid e-mail in your user profile, I usually e-mail and tell you if I've updated or not. Just another helpful hint!
Well sit back, relax, and let the good times roll!
Goten ran off the plane in a rush. He blazed past security, into the parking lot and into his mother's arms. Chi-Chi embraced her son tightly as she swung a handkerchief around her face. "Oh Goten, I missed you so much!!" She exclaimed. She pushed him forward and wiped a smudge off of his face. "Did you eat well? You look like you're starving!"
Goten made a pathetic face and frowned. "It was terrible mother..." He sniffled slightly then choked out, "I had nothing but airplane peanuts!"
Chi-Chi gasped in pure horror. She quickly dove into the back of Ox King's car and dug out a picnic basket the size of a boulder. "You should have called me and told me! I knew this was going to happen. Don't worry, your mommy has everything under control!"
"Ahem." Karlie coughed out.
"Oh." Goten stammered. "Mom, this Karlie. She's my girlfriend." He blushed as his mother eyed his new "friend".
"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Son." Karlie bowed.
"Humph. Look at miss thing here. Skin and bones." She turned to Goten and scowled. "You expect her to carry my grandchildren? Look at her! She looks like she hasn't eaten in months!"
"Mom... Please!" Goten begged for her silence.
"Don't "Mom please" me, Son Goten! I told you that the mother of my grandchildren needs to carry herself like she's feeding five! The lack of nutrients in her system could hardly care for a pet rock, let alone a fetus!" Chi-Chi opened the picnic basket and threw a loaf of French bread at Goten. "Here, feed your girlfriend. She needs nourishment. If this relationship is to continue, I must enforce a mandatory eating rule of 6 large meals a day, do you hear me, Goten?"
"Yes mother." He handed Karlie the bread and shrugged. "Karlie, I'm sorry for the embarrassment."
Karlie's face lit up and she let out a squeal. "I just ADORE your mother!"
Goten blinked. "What?"
"She's so powerful! So strong willed!"
Goten grinned and elbowed Karlie. "Now you know where I get it."
"Those aren't her gene's in you at all. Those must be your dad's. She's awesome! I wish that I was as confidant and great as her!"
Chi-Chi overheard her speech and smiled. "Aw, Goten. She's charming. I guess I can look past the things we can change. Come here, my darling Karlie. Lets set up a picnic."
***
I pulled my clothes out of the suit case and threw them into the dirty clothes hamper across the room. While I unpacked, I tried to envision my life without Trunks. I was alone in my castle and my mother was still trying to find me a suitor. Every one of them was a nothing compared to Trunks. Non of them made me laugh like them, made me feel as safe, wanted. I cried endless nights of hopeless silence and loneliness in my room while life went on with out me. Trunks on the other hand lived life more peacefully. He lived with a beautiful, busty human girl with more appealing attributes about her than me. My eyes welled up with tears as I continued to watch my vision.
"Serena, mother wants to know if we'd like to join her for dinner tonight with the president of some company she's trying to buy into." Trunks peered around the corner as he drug his suitcase down the hall into his room.
He saw me turn my head away from him as I silenced my tears. "Yes, that'd be fine." I put a stack of clean clothes into my dresser while I heard him drop his suitcase and walk behind me.
"Serena?" He said softly as he put his hand on my shoulder. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, Trunks." I pushed myself out of his reach and back to my suitcase.
"Serena, I've known you long enough to know that you're upset. Now come on and talk to me." Trunks approached me again, and I still walked out of his reach.
"There's nothing to talk about. It's my problem, not yours."
Trunks pulled me to him to face him. "It's our problems now. Not just yours." My eyes filled as I saw his beautiful eyes staring back at me for an answer I couldn't give. Something inside me wasn't sure of anything anymore. "Please talk to me." His grip was getting stronger as he was about to break down.
"I don't know, Trunks." I whispered.
"About what?"
"About us." I swallowed all of the saliva welling up in the back of my throat.
Trunks' brow crinkled as he got closer. "I don't understand."
I turned my head as I tried to find the words to describe my thoughts. "I don't either. Trunks, I can't put what I'm feeling into words I guess. I'm just so confused."
"You can tell me anything. I'm here for you to bleed your thoughts on."
I pulled his hands off of my arms and into my hands. "Have you ever had any regrets about us?"
Trunks' palms were sweaty as he answered my question. "Never. Why, do you?"
"No, but sometimes I just thing about things."
"About what things?"
"About... how our lives would be different without each other." My eyes filled with tears again as his eyes lingered over mine.
"If we had never met? I think I would be the most miserable person in the world if I didn't have you."
"But if you didn't ever meet me, then you wouldn't know about how miserable you'd be. See, what I wonder is..." I paused and looked up at him with apologetic eyes. "How much better your life would be without me. Without the chaos, the noise, the constant battles. How much better your life would be if you had just met a beautiful human woman and how much happier you'd be with her."
Trunks pulled me into his chest as I broke down. "That isn't true at all. I would have never been so in love with anyone else but you. You bring me so much happiness that no other living thing could."
"And I think about my life without you..." I sunk into his chest as my tears poured out. "And I was so lonely and miserable."
Trunks rubbed my back between my shoulder blades and sighed. "You need to stop thinking like this. What did I tell you about being strong and not to worry about anything anymore? Didn't I say that nothing bad will ever happen to us?"
"It's hard to prevent things that haven't happened, and that you've already lost the opportunity to do." I huffed.
"Serena, seriously. Do you think I would leave you, I mean, ever?"
"No, but if you would have never met me you would be much happier."
Trunks' expression went from sympathetic to irritated. "But that didn't happen, did it? I met you. We fell in love. I couldn't be happier."
I sighed and buried my face in my hands. A deep sigh relieved me of the tension that was building up in my chest. "I can't stop thinking about it, Trunks. There's something wrong with me."
