Canto alla Vita: I sing to life

Author's note: The Poem is called Wind and Sun, by yours truly! ^__~

Chapter 7: The smallest touch

Ryanna sighed uninterested in any of the happenings going on. Prince Trunks and Goten were sparring in the Training rooms so she was stuck inside the Prince's room until he returned. Getting up from her position on the bed she walked out onto the balcony and smiled as the wind blew threw her chestnut hair.

As the wind blows and the sun rises

the mighty place we call home revolves.

The distant sounds of the ground and sea

motions our ears and we listen.

We are no longer alone.

Ryanna's smile deepens as she hears the voices of nature ring. This was her lifestyle. Why couldn't anyone see how beautiful it is? Why was she treated with such hatred just because of these beliefs and powers that were given to her. As she concentrated on her outer surroundings, Trunks opens and closes the door. He was slightly dirty from the fight. He looked at Ryanna and smiled. She had become a very useful and fun companion.

He looked her over with his eyes. It wasn't until just now that he realized how beautiful she was. In his true heart he found her gorgeous. He loved her thick curly chestnut hair that came into layers past her shoulders: Her gorgeous Emerald green eyes that held mischief and pride, her whole personality, she was indeed gorgeous. He smiled and sighed. Walking up to her he placed his hands on her shoulders catching her attention.

"It's about time you got here My Prince. I was getting bored." Trunks snickered. "You bored? That'll be the day I eat spinach." Ryanna smirked. "Eat up then, cause I've been cooped up in this room for three hours with nothing to do but stare out into the garden." Trunks smiled shrewdly at her and placed a kiss on her cheek that made her cheeks flush ever so slightly. "You'll live." Ryanna smiled and leaned back into the Prince's embrace.

Unknowing to them the King and Queen watched the two from the security camera that Bulma had placed after the wicken was brought there. "They're getting way too close for comfort. We have to do something." "I know woman. I can not have my son bonding to that low class female." Bulma thought for a moment then got an idea. "How about we set her free?" Vegeta gave her an 'are you crazy' look. "Look at it this way. You can set Trunks up with Princess Nathalie like promised. Then we promise Ryanna if she remains out of it she will be set free to go home."

Bulma smirked. "She won't be able to resist the bait." "A good plan woman, except for one thing. Trunks doesn't like Princess Nathalie" Bulma's smirk widened. "Leave that to me." Back on the balcony or more like Trunks' bed, Trunks and Ryanna had left the balcony to rest themselves on the softness of Trunks' bed. "Do you ever miss your home?" Ryanna nodded solemnly. "A lot, I mean it's not that I don't like it here but..." She bit her lip. "There are certain things I miss doing. I miss the grass spreading against my feet. I miss the cool water of the lake I lived by. I even miss the wild call of the wolf as it howls at the bright moon."

Trunks smiles sadly and runs a hand through her hair. "Everything will be alright. I promise." Ryanna smiled at the Prince then did something that the Prince did not expect. Leaning over his chest she kissed his warm manly lips softly. Trunks' eyes widened as she let his lips loose and returned to her own bed. The whole time Ryanna had a cross between a smile and a smirk on her lips. As the two went to bed Trunks consciously put a finger to his lips and began to trace them. "Wow." It may have been small but the touch electrified him.

Okay short chapter but hey give me a break! Anyway what'd yah think? hope you liked it! I'll update ASAP! Review!