*Famous Disclaimer* I. do. not. own. DBZ. or. anything. affiliated. with. it. --That includes money--

A/N: I am sooooo sorry for the terribly long wait. I'm trying to get my thoughts in order for this story, which I have started and ended already two times. If you have any ideas on what you think should happen, I'd be very happy to hear them! ^.^

Ch. 2

*BAM* The bullet sped out of it's holder and followed it's aim towards Trunks' forehead, only to continue on and slam into a brick wall. The two men looked around, shocked.

"Did... did he... disappear?"

"Ha. I'm no magician." Someone said from above them. Harry and Darren looked up soon enough to see feet coming straight for their faces. Darren dove out of the way as Trunks landed one of his feet directly in Harry's face. The stingy man was shot a few feet back and rolled over unto his stomach. Trunks turned and looked at the second man, his eyes narrowed. "You're next." Darren stood their frozen as Trunks fist came diving into his nose, breaking it. The theif put his hand up to it, trying to stop the blood.

"You idiot! Who do you think you are?"

Trunks looked at him and smirked, "Your worst nightmare." With that, he side kicked Darren in the stomach, sending him right over to his companion. He watched the two bodies lay pitifuly on the ground and shook his head. Trunks had almost forgot why he came down and beat the pulp out of those two, until he felt someone squeeze him hard at his waist.

"Thank you! Thank you! You saved my life!"

"Err... you're.... welcome..." He said, blushing.

The young girl pulled away and rushed over to her purse and then back to him. "Those stupid men. How dare they try to take my purse!" She quickly zippered it up and put it over her shoulder. "My name's Aurora."

"Hi, I'm Trunks."

Aurora giggled. "Trunks? Is that a nickname?"

"...yea, I guess...." He lied.

"Oh, ok... haha, I was going to say! Trunks would be a funny "real" name!"

"Yea, it would..." Trunks scratched the back of his head, chuckling unsurely. "Why were those guys after you?" He said, trying to change the subject.

She smiled, "You're not from around here, are you?"

"No, I was just... wandering around."

"Oh, I see." She paused, "Hungry?"

Trunks stomach growled, answering for him.

"Good, for saving my life... I get to take you out to dinner, deal?" She smiled as she saw his suspicious look. "And I'll answer your question."

"Deal."

With that, Aurora led Trunks to a nearby restaurant and got a table for the two of them. As they sat down she looked around and held tightly to her purse, which she laid on her lap. "So, where are you from?"

"Umm... not here." Trunks said quietly.

"Yea... we've been over that already. Can't you tell me where you're from?"

"I could... but I don't want to have anything to do with where I'm from."

"Oh, I see." She said sadly. "Problems with the girlfriend or something?"

"No." Trunks answered flatly.

Just then the waitress strolled by, dropping menus at the table. "Hiya hunnies." She said while chewing a large wad of gum. "What'll it be today?"

"Uhm... the usual for me." Aurora said.

Trunks picked up the menu and scanned it real quick. "I'll have a double cheeseburger with extra cheese, a steak with a side order of mashed potatoes and -" He took a deep breath, looking over it once more, "Some fried brocolli. Mom always did tell me to have my vegetables." With that he handed the menu back to the stunned waitress and sat back.

"... is that all?" She said.

"I--I believe so..." Aurora answered. "I might have to work for this meal!"

Trunks blushed. "I'm sorry, you're right, I forgot that you were treating."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Aurora's cheeks started to get red with anger.

"Nothing! Well... nothing bad! I just mean... what I was trying to say..." He stopped and bit his lip, "That it's impolite, yea, to have a lady of such.... err....stature... to be forced to watch me eat all that food... less pay for it!" Trunks watched the woman in front of him very carefully, hanging off the loss for words.

Aurora sat there and rolled her eyes. "Right, of course.- Men." She looked up at the waitress, "That's it, Cecilia."

Cecilia walked away and Aurora looked at Trunks. "Thanks again for saving my life."

"Oh...yea, it was no big deal."

"Actually, it was... you have no idea."

Trunks only nodded.

"So tell me, why are you so down?"

He looked around for a minute and then sighed. "Ahh, just had another fight with my dad. I'm used to it."

Aurora frowned. "What kind of fight?"

"The kind of fight all sons and fathers have when they hate eachother."

"Ooh..."

"It was no big deal, really... before long he'll be out looking for me again. My mother can't stand when I run away, so she sends him out to get me."

"Why do you run away if your mom doesn't like it?"

Trunks yawned. "Because I have to get away from there. My dad can be such a pain in the butt sometimes, I can't just hang around and let him beat me up."

Aurora's eyes got big. "Beat you up?"

"Well... we fight, physically more than anything. We're both trained..." He paused, careful not to say anything too much. "...black belts."

"So that's how you settle disagreements?"

"Heh. We never settle disagreements."

The young woman pushed some of her honey brown hair behind her ear and sighed. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Don't be." Trunks turned away towards the window, the sun was starting to set. "So what about you?"

"What about me?"

"Well... why are you here? And... what's in that purse?"

Aurora grinned. "My, my, you have a lot of questions." She looked around again and put her purse on the table, still clamped in her hands. "I've been here for a while, it's a safe place for a single person like me to be." She paused. "And the contents in my purse are very secretive."

Trunks smirked, "That's what all females say. Now, are you going to tell me or not?"

"Not." She said flatly.

He sat back. "You said you would."

"Well, I said I would explain things, not spill all my secrets."

"Why were those guys after you?" He said more persistently.

Aurora sighed. "I just have something they want. That's all."

Trunks put his hands behind his head and smiled, "I'll get it out of you sometime, you know."

"Hmm, and I'll get what I want out of you." She grinned.

Cecilia came strolling down the aisle and placed the food on the table. "There ya go sweets! Holla if ya need anything. I'll be with that blind man over there that swears he can see." She rolled her eyes and walked away.

Trunks threw food in his mouth and before long was completely done, burping to complete the eating process. "Mmm, that was good. Thanks again."

Aurora stared and slowly nodded. "Sure... uhm... I've never seen someone eat as fast as you do before..."

"Yea, well... I work out a lot."

"I can see." She smiled while blushing. "So, are you ready to leave?"

"Yea, I guess."

Aurora motioned for Cecilia and quickly paid the bill. "Alright, let's go."

Trunks followed her outside as she rummaged through her purse, zippered it, making sure it was fully closed and looked around. "Would you mind escorting me back home? I would feel safer if you would."

He also looked around and then smiled. "Sure, I wouldn't mind at all."

They walked for approximately thirty minutes, talking about nothing in particular, when they reached a large white apartment building.

"Well, this is it." She said with a sigh. "Where will you be going after this... back home?"

Trunks looked down at the ground and then back up at her. "Nah, probably not. I'm not wanted there."

"I think you should go back."

He raised an eyebrow. "And why's that?"

She glanced left and right, her eyes filled with horror. "Someone.... is waiting for you."

Trunks now had both eyebrows raised, "What are you talking about?"

But Aurora only ran into the building and locked the door behind her.

******I know this chapter was a lot of conversation... but I wanted it to be mainly the greetings between Aurora and Trunks. More action soon.... =)*********