Chapter Five
Three years later.
I sat in that café, my hands shaking around a glass of water, and I absentmindedly played with the condensation on the glass, waiting for Trunks. He came in minutes later, all smiles boyish features. I felt his lips press against my hair for a moment as he greeted me in his own shy way before he took the seat across the table from me.
"What's up, love?" He asked softly.
"Trunks." the words froze in my throat and I closed my eyes. "Trunks, I.I got transferred to California." I bit my lip to stop it from quivering.
"California? That's on the opposite coast from us!" His voice softened, "When will I see you again?"
"I can't leave there for a year until I've completed the training." I felt my heart lurch painfully, "Trunks, I don't want to leave you, I love you too much. But I have to go." By this time, he was over on my side of the table, pulling me into his chest to stroke my hair and kiss me softly.
"Promise me," he said tenderly, "promise me that when you get back, you'll marry me." I looked at him to see a shining gold band resting in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, Trunks! I could want nothing more!" He slipped the ring on my finger and embraced me in a warm hug.
Someone was clapping for us a few tables away and I smiled, heart so full that there was room for nothing other than him.
A few days later I was kissing him goodbye before I boarded my plane.
"Swear to me you'll call the moment you're coming home!" He called as I was walking to the boarding gate.
"I swear Trunks! I love you!" That was the last time I saw him.
Three years later.
I sat in that café, my hands shaking around a glass of water, and I absentmindedly played with the condensation on the glass, waiting for Trunks. He came in minutes later, all smiles boyish features. I felt his lips press against my hair for a moment as he greeted me in his own shy way before he took the seat across the table from me.
"What's up, love?" He asked softly.
"Trunks." the words froze in my throat and I closed my eyes. "Trunks, I.I got transferred to California." I bit my lip to stop it from quivering.
"California? That's on the opposite coast from us!" His voice softened, "When will I see you again?"
"I can't leave there for a year until I've completed the training." I felt my heart lurch painfully, "Trunks, I don't want to leave you, I love you too much. But I have to go." By this time, he was over on my side of the table, pulling me into his chest to stroke my hair and kiss me softly.
"Promise me," he said tenderly, "promise me that when you get back, you'll marry me." I looked at him to see a shining gold band resting in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, Trunks! I could want nothing more!" He slipped the ring on my finger and embraced me in a warm hug.
Someone was clapping for us a few tables away and I smiled, heart so full that there was room for nothing other than him.
A few days later I was kissing him goodbye before I boarded my plane.
"Swear to me you'll call the moment you're coming home!" He called as I was walking to the boarding gate.
"I swear Trunks! I love you!" That was the last time I saw him.