Author's notes: Due to a couple of sleepless nights and my muse coming to me at weird hours, the next chapter of Learning to Trust is now finished. So enjoy. R+R.

Learning to Trust By Suki Chapter 3

"Talking" [Thinking] Emphasis Flashback *~* separation of scenes

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The ride to the movie theater was less than pleasant for Trunks. At first Trunks a little annoyed at Makoto coming, but now he knows that he fully hated Makoto. He groaned at another one of Makoto and Goten's constant jokes. "Shut up!" he yelled at them. "It isn't funny."

"Of course it's funny." Makoto stated. "Just not for you, idiot boy."

"Yeah." Goten agreed after he could start talking again. "Makoto you should hang out with us more."

"She is not going to hang out with us more." Trunks stated angry. "Because next time if she comes, I won't." he threatened. Both Makoto and Goten laughed at him, obviously not believing in his threat.

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So there it was. Somehow a simple movie between best friends who knew each other since their childhood turned into much more. Trunks didn't understand what was so different about Makoto Sure, he had seen lots of girls prettier than Makoto, but there was something else about her that made him look at her. Trunks didn't think of himself as a pretty boy, but no girl had ever treated him as hostile as Makoto did. Maybe.

"Earth to Trunks." Goten interrupted. They were sitting down in the movie theater, Goten in the center with Makoto and Trunks on either side. "What could you be thinking about that is so much more interesting than this movie which you dragged me to see."

"So we have Trunks to blame if this movie sucks." Makoto stated ruefully grabbing some popcorn out of the large bowl in Goten's lap. "Now I know who to kill for wasting my time."

"For your information you didn't have to come." Trunks added dryly.

"And put up with Chichi. Not likely. That woman just doesn't like me." She sighed. "But I'm a nice person." She complained sarcasticly.

"Yeah, right." The man on the other side of Goten muttered.

"Hey Makoto," Goten interrupted noticing the death glares between the two individuals on either side of him. "Do you know what the movie about?"

"No clue." Makoto admitted.

Goten explained to Makoto how it was about two bank robbers, a father and a son back in the 19th century.

Makoto listened to Goten explaining the movie which seemed like yet another action/comedy movie. "Soudls interesting." She lied staring blankly in front of them. Two people a couple of rows caught her eye. It was a father and son, eating popcorn and talking together. The father had just said something that had made the son laugh.

"Trunks probably wanted to see this movie because he and his dad never had a close relationship." Goten whispered into her ear as soon as he saw where her gaze was.

"Oh." The brunette said in surprise. "Really?"

Goten laughed. "Could anyone have a close relationship with Vegeta?" he offered.

"I guess not." She smiled softly.

"You shouldn't be so hard on Trunks." The saiyan insisted. "He's not that bad."

"I'll be back." Makoto stated getting up feeling her vision clouded by tears. "Don't wait for me."

"Go get her Trunks." Goten ordered his friend as the lights went out.

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"It must have been rough, growing up without a father." Trunks said from behind.

"Trunks what are you doing here?" she asked suprized to find he actually followed her, a small part of her hoping that he had come out of concern for her.

"Goten sent me to find you." he stated simply.

"Oh." Makoto couldn't help but feel that he was only doing a duty.

"Do you want to go back?" he asked reaching out towards her. She quickly shook her head.

"I'm fine here. You can go back if you want, Idiot boy."

"No that woulnd't be right, leaving you by yourself so late at night in a strange place. It wouldn't be the gentlemanly thing to do."

"Idiot boy being a gentleman? That's a surprise." she laughed but it wasn't cruel but it wasn't funny either.

"I know how it's like." he offered simply. Seeing her confused face he added. "Growing up with out a dad."

"Yes, Vegeta doesn't seem to be the most, friendly person in the universe."

Trunks laughed at that remark. "Can I sit down?" he asked

"It's a free country." But Makoto surprisingly scooted over.

"Yeah, I grew up with a father who didn't care about anything about training. He forced training upon me, but to tell you the truth, I never really wanted to be a marshal artist." He laughed as Makoto looked at him shocked.

"But you're the prince of the Saiyan's!" she said shocked. "Surely you want to follow in your father's footsteps and."

"Follow in my father's footsteps." Trunks repeated. "And have my whole life planned out for me."

Makoto nodded understanding what Trunks felt. "I know how it feels." She admitted deciding that Trunks wasn't so bad after all.

"They mean well but sometimes." He paused looking for the right words. "Sometimes they just don't realize that sometimes their plans for us are not the same as your plans for yourselves." The prince of the saiyans looking down at her, the sudden urge to reach out and touch her soft cheek and run his hands through her thick long hair. Ignoring those thoughts he asked. "Anything you want to talk to me about?"

"The usual." She said a little uncomfortable by the way he was looking at her. "I was the son my father never had." She explained. "Being the son sucks, you automatically are expected to do whatever your father did and wants you to do."

He nodded. "Sometimes I wish I wasn't a saiyan. Sure the powers are good and being able to fly is nice, but I just can't help wondering what it would be like to be human and not worry about fights and battles and to be like them." He pointed over towards the lake Makoto was looking at and she saw a father and son sitting by the lake eating ice cream they had bought from a vender.

They both sat still for a while watching the two. "Saiyan's just don't' know how to show emotion." She said after a while. "Will you be like that when you become a father, Idiot boy?" she asked him looking up into Prussian blue eyes. [They're so beautiful.]

Trunks shook his head. "Of course not."

"It's good to know that some Saiyan kids won't be without a father figure growing up." She smiled at him, wanting to reach out and touch his cheek.

"Yeah, do you want to go back?" Seeing her confused face he quickly added. "Goten's probably worried the movie should he over by now." He checked his watch.

"Oh." Makoto had completely forgotten about Goten and the movie and the fact that they were more than just two people on a bench in the park together. Trunks had already stood up obviously implying that it wasn't really a question and that he did want to leave. "Sure." He offered his hand which Makoto took without a second thought.

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When they finally arrived back at the movie theater, it was dark and Goten was standing next to the entrance. "Anything you two want to tell me?" Goten asked teasingly. Both Trunks and Makoto looked back at him confused until they followed his gaze and saw where he was looking at. They both looked at each other embarrassed as the quickly dropped each other's hands.

"Stop looking at me like that." Makoto insisted.

"Nothing happened, Goten I promise." Trunks stated seeing Makoto was embarrassed. Seeing Goten wasn't convinced he added. "Let's go home." He said walking towards the car.

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"Do you love her?" Goten asked Trunks later on that night. They were on the sofa in Goten's living room and Makoto had already gone to sleep.

"I don't know.I think so." he admitted. "But what if she doesn't feel the same?"

"How do you know she doesn't." he asked.

"She's never shown anything to me that would prove me otherwise. She makes fun of me every chance she gets, she calls me names she's been less than friendly to me all of this time."

"But when you both came back tonight you were holding hands. And she certainly didn't seem like normal she seemed more, you know happy. What did you two talk about anyway?"

"All about our fathers and our childhood." He said shrugging "Why?"

Ignoring his friend's question he said "She opened up to you." Goten couldn't help but smile. "See she trusts you which only can mean that she obviously cares."

"I guess, but I couldn't help feeling that as we were coming back she was acting different. She seemed different more distant when she was around other people but when we were both alone she seemed more trusting more happy."

Goten nodded. Thoughts of matchmaking his cousin and his best friend filled his head.

*~*~*~*~*~* Sorry for the short chapter. Maybe I'll be able to get more out later this week. I've been thinking about adding Damaged by TLC as a theme song with a little at the end of each chapter or as a songfic in one of the chapters, but I haven't decided yet, review with your ideas.

Oh and for anyone interested the next chapter of piolet (and hopefully the last should be out in the next couple of days, I just have to finish editing it.