Trunks woke up just before dawn, and rubbed the back of his neck. 'I
must've slept on it wrong.' he thought. Then he remembered. 'What an odd
dream. Do I really still like her? I could've sworn that I got over that.'
he thought. "She did NOT kiss you, Trunks. Get over yourself." he said
softly. Hotaru stirred. Trunks walked out onto the balcony, and Hotaru got
out of bed.
'Oh, no... He didn't feel it, did he? He just knows he dreamed it, that's all.' Hotaru thought. "Are you up?" Hotaru called out in the direction of the balcony, already knowing the answer.
"Yes." Trunks said simply. He didn't want to talk to her just then. He was afraid he'd say something really stupid.
"I'm going to change and head out for breakfast." Hotaru informed him. She stood in front of the full length in the room, and clicked her fingers. There she stood, in her normal garb. Her leggings with her black mini skirt, and her long sleeved black turtle neck.
"Um.. I'll eat on my own." Trunks said in a sad voice.
"Fine." Hotaru left the room by apparating, and Trunks ran into the room to see why she hadn't left. Only to realize the black sparkles in the air weren't for show.
"Oh, man. What have I done now?" Trunks said to the floor. He sat down on the bed. Then he got up and put on yesterday's clothes. He walked slowly downstairs and into the lobby. Looking at the counter, Trunks thought he saw Hotaru checking out. But that wasn't it either. He was seeing Hotaru everywhere and he didn't like it. It made things harder.
~*~*~*
"Kids? We're home!" Bulma shouted.
"Trunks didn't bring his key with him. You oughta know that. We're usually always here on the last day of school. I believe that he was counting on that when they got home. Oh well." Vegeta said, smirking.
"I feel kind of bad, they had to stay at a hotel somewhere." Bulma said.
"So?" Vegeta asked.
"We're home early, why don't we leave and try to find them? And this time, we can just leave the main balcony door open. Heaven knows that you all can fly. Someone can fly me up if we get locked out. Oh, wait, I have they keys." Bulma said, sweatdropping.
"Baka onna...." Vegeta whispered.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!" Bulma screeched, spinning on Vegeta with rage. She whipped a frying pan out of nowhere, and Vegeta honestly began to wonder if she made a capsule frying pan so that she could torture him.
~*~*~*
"I'll have the refridgerated strawberry special, with a fruit salad on the side." (A/N: if you put sugar on strawberries, and refridgerate them for a few hours, you get this really awesome juice with sweet strawberries. But you have to cut them up. But oh are they heavenly with whipped cream.....)
"And what fruits would you like in your salad?" the waitress asked Hotaru.
"I'll have... strawberries, grapes, tangerines, pineapple, watermelon, mango, and starfruit." Hotaru said.
"How did you know we had starfruit? We just got it in today, and there was no sign..." the waitress asked in surprise.
"I always ask for starfruit, it's one of my favorites." Hotaru replied. (A/N: starfruit is a tropical fruit grown somewhere that's not here in Pennsylvania. ^^; but it's shaped like a star and tastes really good.)
"Oh, well, you're in luck, we just started carrying them." the waitress told her smiling.
'Well, at least she's just one to accept lies. When I saw that they had starfruit in the back storage room I thought I'd die. I didn't think my gift would let me see something so trivial. But I guess it's because small things get to me as much as big things do.' Hotaru thought, smiling to herself.
"One refridgerated strawberry special with a custom fruit salad!" the waitress said, pinning the carbon copy of the order to the tac board for the chef.
"Oh, good, an easy one." the chef muttered to himself. He pulled out the container of cut fruits and mixed the salad. Then he pulled out the special strawberries and gave the girl an extra large dish of them. 'That girl is the only one to order these all week! Usually it's popular.. Oh well, she can have some extra.' he thought. The order was done quickly, and brought back to Hotaru only moments later.
"Oh, that was quick, thank you!" Hotaru said smiling.
"Well, you gave us an easy job." the waitress said smiling.
"Thank you." Hotaru said again.
"Your welcome. Hope you like it!" the waitress smiled and walked away.
'Mmmm this is good. The starfruit is fresh, too.' Hotaru said. Just then, Bulma and Vegeta walked into the restaraunt.
"Hotaru?" Bulma asked, sitting at the table next to hers.
"Oh, hi Vegeta-sensei, Bulma-san." Hotaru said, addressing their authority over her.
"No need for that, we already know you're a polite young lady, Hotaru- hime." Bulma told her. Hotaru blushed. Bulma had insisted on calling her that ever since she arrived.
"You're a princess?" the waitress asked.
"Um, uh..." Hotaru began. 'How am I supposed to get out of this one?!' Hotaru thought frantically.
"Of course she's a princess. We're her parents! She'll always be our princess!" Vegeta said. Bulma looked at him in surprise.
"Oh. Sorry, I jumped to conclusions." the waitress said, and she took their orders.
"DOMO ARIGATOU GOZAIMAZU VEGETA-SENSEI!!!" Hotaru exclaimed, but she whispered it, so the entire restaraunt didn't turn and stare.
"Yes, good cover up honey. But... I didn't think you cared at all about our kids. At least not that much." Bulma said.
"You're lucky you're a woman and I have some manners. And you're lucky that I don't have one of those capsule frying pans you have!" Vegeta growled. Bulma sweatdropped.
"You've figured me out!" Bulma said, continuing to sweatdrop anime style.
"Well, domo arigatou to you both anyways." Hotaru said. "But I must be going. I'll tell Trunks you're home. I trust that the main balcony door is unlocked?" Hotaru asked, a glint of mischief in her eyes.
"H-hai it is!" Bulma said in surprise, but she smiled.
"See you at home." Hotaru said smiling.
~*~*~*
"MMM! Breakfast was good!" Trunks said aloud to the empty room. Just then, Hotaru materialized in front of him.
"The house is open again." Hotaru said.
"Geez, for a second, I thought I'd drempt that up. Then you pinched my ear and... ITAI!!! THAT HURTS!!!" Trunks shouted. Hotaru's eyebrow twitched in anger.
"Let's GO!" she shouted at him. He shut up, and they went down to the lobby, to check out. Then, they walked around the corner to an empty corridor, and Hotaru apparated them out of there.
~*~*~*
"Why are we going through the balcony? Because that's what your mother left unlocked, baka. I saw her at the restaraunt." Hotaru said.
"Oh." Trunks said. They both left for their bedrooms, when Trunks shouted out loud in surprise. "HOLY KAMI-SAMA!" Hotaru came running in. She suddenly sweatdropped and fell over anime style. Trunks's answering machine had 37 new messages on it. After listening to them all, Trunks and Hotaru were panicking.
They all basically summed up: "Trunks? When did you get a girlfriend? And what were you two doing about a month ago at the movies?! Without telling anyone?!?!" a few of the people were his best friends, and then a lot of the other people were girls who liked him. Hotaru and Trunks just looked at each other.
"It never happened." they both said silently, but at the same time. They nodded, and left.
'If this gets back to my parents... I'm toast. Hotaru's dead... And both of our lives will be a living hell.' Trunks thought.
'If this get's back to Vegeta-sensei, he may never want to train me again! And Bulma-san... she may hate me!' Hotaru thought, tears streaming down her face.
Just then, the front door opened and Bulma and Vegeta walked in. "Hotaru, Trunks, we're home!" Bulma shouted.
'Good, they don't seem to know anything.' Hotaru thought, and at the same time, Trunks crumpled to his bed with relief. He just as suddenly tensed up.
"Trunks, can your mother and I have a word with you in private?" Vegeta called up, with a bit of a growl in his tone of voice.
~*~*~*
"Where could she be? Is it my fault? Was I a bad mother?" a woman asked.
"There there, my lady, we're scouring the galaxy as I tell you this now. I'm sure she'll turn up somewhere. But in the meantime, It certainly is not your fault!" a girl said.
"But Serenity-hime, where could Hotaru have possibly gone?" the woman asked 'Serenity-hime'.
"I don't know, m'lady, I don't know." Serenity replied.
"Queen Seki-sama!" A girl shouted. She looked to be a older than Serenity- hime, but not by much.
"Yes, Setsuna-sama?" the queen asked.
"I believe that Hotaru has gone into a different dimension." Setsuna said quietly.
"What?" the queen said, her eyes growing wide.
~*~*~*
"We heard some nasty stuff from people that go to school with you. But we wanted to clear it with you that we don't believe a word of what's being said. Your father and I both know that you and Hotaru have kept away from each other, we've been watching you. I just want you to know that we're behind you and that's all that counts." Bulma told Trunks, smiling.
"Thanks mom. I knew I could count on you and dad to realize that there's nothing going on between us." Trunks said, relieved.
"There isn't? What happened at the hotel?" Vegeta said, smirking. Bulma grew angry and next thing you know there was a frying pan in her hand.
~*~*~*
"They realized that nothing's going on between us. Let's just hope-" Trunks was cut off by a sound of something cracking, like a bone, downstairs.
"Let's just hope that they never find out about the one or two kisses that 'never happened' and won't happen again." Hotaru said, as much for herself as it was for Trunks. Another loud *crack* was heard, this time sounding like an energy ball hitting Bulma's favorite vase. Then there was an angry scream.
"KIDS GO TO BED!" Bulma shouted.
"But..." Trunks shouted down.
"No buts, you have to get up at 3 tomorrow morning!" Vegeta shouted.
"FINE!" Hotaru shouted down, smirking. Trunks looked at her, first in surprise, then in amusement as she went into her own room and into bed. He changed, and also went to bed. They would have a long day ahead of them tomorrow.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sorry so short. ^^; I'll get it up to the wanted length eventually, that I will. ^_^ See you all later! ~Krysta-chan
'Oh, no... He didn't feel it, did he? He just knows he dreamed it, that's all.' Hotaru thought. "Are you up?" Hotaru called out in the direction of the balcony, already knowing the answer.
"Yes." Trunks said simply. He didn't want to talk to her just then. He was afraid he'd say something really stupid.
"I'm going to change and head out for breakfast." Hotaru informed him. She stood in front of the full length in the room, and clicked her fingers. There she stood, in her normal garb. Her leggings with her black mini skirt, and her long sleeved black turtle neck.
"Um.. I'll eat on my own." Trunks said in a sad voice.
"Fine." Hotaru left the room by apparating, and Trunks ran into the room to see why she hadn't left. Only to realize the black sparkles in the air weren't for show.
"Oh, man. What have I done now?" Trunks said to the floor. He sat down on the bed. Then he got up and put on yesterday's clothes. He walked slowly downstairs and into the lobby. Looking at the counter, Trunks thought he saw Hotaru checking out. But that wasn't it either. He was seeing Hotaru everywhere and he didn't like it. It made things harder.
~*~*~*
"Kids? We're home!" Bulma shouted.
"Trunks didn't bring his key with him. You oughta know that. We're usually always here on the last day of school. I believe that he was counting on that when they got home. Oh well." Vegeta said, smirking.
"I feel kind of bad, they had to stay at a hotel somewhere." Bulma said.
"So?" Vegeta asked.
"We're home early, why don't we leave and try to find them? And this time, we can just leave the main balcony door open. Heaven knows that you all can fly. Someone can fly me up if we get locked out. Oh, wait, I have they keys." Bulma said, sweatdropping.
"Baka onna...." Vegeta whispered.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!" Bulma screeched, spinning on Vegeta with rage. She whipped a frying pan out of nowhere, and Vegeta honestly began to wonder if she made a capsule frying pan so that she could torture him.
~*~*~*
"I'll have the refridgerated strawberry special, with a fruit salad on the side." (A/N: if you put sugar on strawberries, and refridgerate them for a few hours, you get this really awesome juice with sweet strawberries. But you have to cut them up. But oh are they heavenly with whipped cream.....)
"And what fruits would you like in your salad?" the waitress asked Hotaru.
"I'll have... strawberries, grapes, tangerines, pineapple, watermelon, mango, and starfruit." Hotaru said.
"How did you know we had starfruit? We just got it in today, and there was no sign..." the waitress asked in surprise.
"I always ask for starfruit, it's one of my favorites." Hotaru replied. (A/N: starfruit is a tropical fruit grown somewhere that's not here in Pennsylvania. ^^; but it's shaped like a star and tastes really good.)
"Oh, well, you're in luck, we just started carrying them." the waitress told her smiling.
'Well, at least she's just one to accept lies. When I saw that they had starfruit in the back storage room I thought I'd die. I didn't think my gift would let me see something so trivial. But I guess it's because small things get to me as much as big things do.' Hotaru thought, smiling to herself.
"One refridgerated strawberry special with a custom fruit salad!" the waitress said, pinning the carbon copy of the order to the tac board for the chef.
"Oh, good, an easy one." the chef muttered to himself. He pulled out the container of cut fruits and mixed the salad. Then he pulled out the special strawberries and gave the girl an extra large dish of them. 'That girl is the only one to order these all week! Usually it's popular.. Oh well, she can have some extra.' he thought. The order was done quickly, and brought back to Hotaru only moments later.
"Oh, that was quick, thank you!" Hotaru said smiling.
"Well, you gave us an easy job." the waitress said smiling.
"Thank you." Hotaru said again.
"Your welcome. Hope you like it!" the waitress smiled and walked away.
'Mmmm this is good. The starfruit is fresh, too.' Hotaru said. Just then, Bulma and Vegeta walked into the restaraunt.
"Hotaru?" Bulma asked, sitting at the table next to hers.
"Oh, hi Vegeta-sensei, Bulma-san." Hotaru said, addressing their authority over her.
"No need for that, we already know you're a polite young lady, Hotaru- hime." Bulma told her. Hotaru blushed. Bulma had insisted on calling her that ever since she arrived.
"You're a princess?" the waitress asked.
"Um, uh..." Hotaru began. 'How am I supposed to get out of this one?!' Hotaru thought frantically.
"Of course she's a princess. We're her parents! She'll always be our princess!" Vegeta said. Bulma looked at him in surprise.
"Oh. Sorry, I jumped to conclusions." the waitress said, and she took their orders.
"DOMO ARIGATOU GOZAIMAZU VEGETA-SENSEI!!!" Hotaru exclaimed, but she whispered it, so the entire restaraunt didn't turn and stare.
"Yes, good cover up honey. But... I didn't think you cared at all about our kids. At least not that much." Bulma said.
"You're lucky you're a woman and I have some manners. And you're lucky that I don't have one of those capsule frying pans you have!" Vegeta growled. Bulma sweatdropped.
"You've figured me out!" Bulma said, continuing to sweatdrop anime style.
"Well, domo arigatou to you both anyways." Hotaru said. "But I must be going. I'll tell Trunks you're home. I trust that the main balcony door is unlocked?" Hotaru asked, a glint of mischief in her eyes.
"H-hai it is!" Bulma said in surprise, but she smiled.
"See you at home." Hotaru said smiling.
~*~*~*
"MMM! Breakfast was good!" Trunks said aloud to the empty room. Just then, Hotaru materialized in front of him.
"The house is open again." Hotaru said.
"Geez, for a second, I thought I'd drempt that up. Then you pinched my ear and... ITAI!!! THAT HURTS!!!" Trunks shouted. Hotaru's eyebrow twitched in anger.
"Let's GO!" she shouted at him. He shut up, and they went down to the lobby, to check out. Then, they walked around the corner to an empty corridor, and Hotaru apparated them out of there.
~*~*~*
"Why are we going through the balcony? Because that's what your mother left unlocked, baka. I saw her at the restaraunt." Hotaru said.
"Oh." Trunks said. They both left for their bedrooms, when Trunks shouted out loud in surprise. "HOLY KAMI-SAMA!" Hotaru came running in. She suddenly sweatdropped and fell over anime style. Trunks's answering machine had 37 new messages on it. After listening to them all, Trunks and Hotaru were panicking.
They all basically summed up: "Trunks? When did you get a girlfriend? And what were you two doing about a month ago at the movies?! Without telling anyone?!?!" a few of the people were his best friends, and then a lot of the other people were girls who liked him. Hotaru and Trunks just looked at each other.
"It never happened." they both said silently, but at the same time. They nodded, and left.
'If this gets back to my parents... I'm toast. Hotaru's dead... And both of our lives will be a living hell.' Trunks thought.
'If this get's back to Vegeta-sensei, he may never want to train me again! And Bulma-san... she may hate me!' Hotaru thought, tears streaming down her face.
Just then, the front door opened and Bulma and Vegeta walked in. "Hotaru, Trunks, we're home!" Bulma shouted.
'Good, they don't seem to know anything.' Hotaru thought, and at the same time, Trunks crumpled to his bed with relief. He just as suddenly tensed up.
"Trunks, can your mother and I have a word with you in private?" Vegeta called up, with a bit of a growl in his tone of voice.
~*~*~*
"Where could she be? Is it my fault? Was I a bad mother?" a woman asked.
"There there, my lady, we're scouring the galaxy as I tell you this now. I'm sure she'll turn up somewhere. But in the meantime, It certainly is not your fault!" a girl said.
"But Serenity-hime, where could Hotaru have possibly gone?" the woman asked 'Serenity-hime'.
"I don't know, m'lady, I don't know." Serenity replied.
"Queen Seki-sama!" A girl shouted. She looked to be a older than Serenity- hime, but not by much.
"Yes, Setsuna-sama?" the queen asked.
"I believe that Hotaru has gone into a different dimension." Setsuna said quietly.
"What?" the queen said, her eyes growing wide.
~*~*~*
"We heard some nasty stuff from people that go to school with you. But we wanted to clear it with you that we don't believe a word of what's being said. Your father and I both know that you and Hotaru have kept away from each other, we've been watching you. I just want you to know that we're behind you and that's all that counts." Bulma told Trunks, smiling.
"Thanks mom. I knew I could count on you and dad to realize that there's nothing going on between us." Trunks said, relieved.
"There isn't? What happened at the hotel?" Vegeta said, smirking. Bulma grew angry and next thing you know there was a frying pan in her hand.
~*~*~*
"They realized that nothing's going on between us. Let's just hope-" Trunks was cut off by a sound of something cracking, like a bone, downstairs.
"Let's just hope that they never find out about the one or two kisses that 'never happened' and won't happen again." Hotaru said, as much for herself as it was for Trunks. Another loud *crack* was heard, this time sounding like an energy ball hitting Bulma's favorite vase. Then there was an angry scream.
"KIDS GO TO BED!" Bulma shouted.
"But..." Trunks shouted down.
"No buts, you have to get up at 3 tomorrow morning!" Vegeta shouted.
"FINE!" Hotaru shouted down, smirking. Trunks looked at her, first in surprise, then in amusement as she went into her own room and into bed. He changed, and also went to bed. They would have a long day ahead of them tomorrow.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sorry so short. ^^; I'll get it up to the wanted length eventually, that I will. ^_^ See you all later! ~Krysta-chan