Far beneath the bitter snow lies a rose. 2
"Stay a while longer. It's not even morning. I'll wake the ladies.."
"Can't. Have to leave because it is morning." Trunks said shrugging his broad shoulders into his coat and stood for a moment surveying the sleeping dancer from the Despardo Club who entertain him so pleasantly last night. Her slender pale body was only partially covered by the light blue sheet. "Damned tempting to stay though, Goten." He murmured his ocean blue eyes half-lidded, memories of the previous night stirring his blood. Slipping a tiny fossil watch from his Armani coat pocket, he glanced at his long time friend, "What day is it?" still lightly toxicated from the alcoholic beverages he had the night before.
"Monday, the first."
His head came up, his light eyebrows mildly creased "You sure?"
"Positive" Goten answered snuggling up to his dancer in his bed they had shared.
"Dende!" Trunks muttered beginning to swiftly button up his coat. "I thought it was Sunday."
"Missed and meeting, did you?"
"My orientation for the new secretary job." Trunks noted with grimace with the thought of his angry mother for his actions to actually miss an important orientation.
"Mom going to want my head on a platter if I don't hurry and try attend the orientation."
The dark hair sayian let out a low whistle "I d would run if I were you!"
Trunks glanced at the clock that sat on the cherry wooden night stand reading 7:46 a.m.
"Where the hell are my dress shoes?" Trunks said agrivated
"Where the feverish Ms. Shelly tossed them after stripping you clothes from you. Near the door." Goten said grumpy trying to fall back asleep. Recalling the young lady's eagerness, Trunks smirked as he shoved on his shoes and ran out the door.
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She closed her eyes and turned her face skyward to drink in the heat of the sunshine as she held a firm grip to her traveling bags making her way up the few steps of Capsule Corps.
She entered the large compact building and walked through out the long hallways of C.C. in search for the very popular President's office. She carried her luggage with a hard stride walking confidently as she arrived at his door.
She notice the brass in scripted carving on his gray door reading "President Trunks Briefs". She touch it lightly with soft fingertips feeling the cool surface before knocking lightly on the office door. At first she heard no response as she knock harder on the gray door.
"Come in"
She pulled on the brass door knob opening the gray door in front of her before taking in one last ragged breath. She walked inside noticing the overwhelming large office decorated in pure elegance. The marble floor shined no on spec of dirt showing, sliver trimming align around the decorated fire place giving the room a cozy touch.
She shut the door behind her taking a step forward onto the hard marble floor. Her gaze noticed the so call "President" sitting in a black leather chair his back towards her gaze.
__ Involuntary he clenched his teeth and swore. It hadn't even been two minutes since his mother left his office screaming at him for being so late. He sighed twirling his black leather chair around to face his guest.
A shock expression plastered his handsome face as he notice the young lady before him.
OK GUYS IM KINDA NEW TO FANFICTIONS SO PLZ BE GENTLE AND PLEASE REVIEW. I HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE ENTIRE STORY IN THE FUTURE. God Bless!!!!!!!
"Stay a while longer. It's not even morning. I'll wake the ladies.."
"Can't. Have to leave because it is morning." Trunks said shrugging his broad shoulders into his coat and stood for a moment surveying the sleeping dancer from the Despardo Club who entertain him so pleasantly last night. Her slender pale body was only partially covered by the light blue sheet. "Damned tempting to stay though, Goten." He murmured his ocean blue eyes half-lidded, memories of the previous night stirring his blood. Slipping a tiny fossil watch from his Armani coat pocket, he glanced at his long time friend, "What day is it?" still lightly toxicated from the alcoholic beverages he had the night before.
"Monday, the first."
His head came up, his light eyebrows mildly creased "You sure?"
"Positive" Goten answered snuggling up to his dancer in his bed they had shared.
"Dende!" Trunks muttered beginning to swiftly button up his coat. "I thought it was Sunday."
"Missed and meeting, did you?"
"My orientation for the new secretary job." Trunks noted with grimace with the thought of his angry mother for his actions to actually miss an important orientation.
"Mom going to want my head on a platter if I don't hurry and try attend the orientation."
The dark hair sayian let out a low whistle "I d would run if I were you!"
Trunks glanced at the clock that sat on the cherry wooden night stand reading 7:46 a.m.
"Where the hell are my dress shoes?" Trunks said agrivated
"Where the feverish Ms. Shelly tossed them after stripping you clothes from you. Near the door." Goten said grumpy trying to fall back asleep. Recalling the young lady's eagerness, Trunks smirked as he shoved on his shoes and ran out the door.
__
She closed her eyes and turned her face skyward to drink in the heat of the sunshine as she held a firm grip to her traveling bags making her way up the few steps of Capsule Corps.
She entered the large compact building and walked through out the long hallways of C.C. in search for the very popular President's office. She carried her luggage with a hard stride walking confidently as she arrived at his door.
She notice the brass in scripted carving on his gray door reading "President Trunks Briefs". She touch it lightly with soft fingertips feeling the cool surface before knocking lightly on the office door. At first she heard no response as she knock harder on the gray door.
"Come in"
She pulled on the brass door knob opening the gray door in front of her before taking in one last ragged breath. She walked inside noticing the overwhelming large office decorated in pure elegance. The marble floor shined no on spec of dirt showing, sliver trimming align around the decorated fire place giving the room a cozy touch.
She shut the door behind her taking a step forward onto the hard marble floor. Her gaze noticed the so call "President" sitting in a black leather chair his back towards her gaze.
__ Involuntary he clenched his teeth and swore. It hadn't even been two minutes since his mother left his office screaming at him for being so late. He sighed twirling his black leather chair around to face his guest.
A shock expression plastered his handsome face as he notice the young lady before him.
OK GUYS IM KINDA NEW TO FANFICTIONS SO PLZ BE GENTLE AND PLEASE REVIEW. I HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE ENTIRE STORY IN THE FUTURE. God Bless!!!!!!!