Chapter 5
Trunks waited until Bulma went to bed before he went to go check on Sam. She had been asleep for almost 2 hours.
He walked up to Sam's door and knocked. "Hang on a sec.", Sam's voice was muffled by the door but she sounded better.
When she opened the door, not only did she seem better, she had on a tight pair of pants on, but still had on her plain white tee from before. Many other shirts covered the bed though.
"Perfect. I need you to help me with something." "Ah..sure."
She dragged him into the room and closed the door.
"I'm meeting some friends at a club and I need to find a shirt that will go with these pants, problem is, to me none of these shirts go."
"Well, let's have a look then." He walked over to the bed and picked up one of the many shirts. It was a low cut, black, lace up on the sides, and strapless number. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
"No."
He set that one aside and picked up another. She turned that one down too.
"Your just too picky." "Am not." "Are too.
They went through five other shirts before he finally said, "All right. Take this, go into the bathroom, put it on, and then we will decide."
"Fine." She took the shirt and did exactly that.
It was a red, semi-low cut top with a sort of lace up pattern up the middle. It didn't show much. And it left plenty up to the imagination.
When she came back out Trunks looked away from the window the window and went wide eyed. "I think we just found your outfit."
She looked down at herself. "Really you think so?"
"Absolutely. It's perfect."
He placed her back n front of the mirror, "I mean look at yourself. If you want my honest opinion, this is the one you should go with. Not only do you look incredible in it, but it also works for you."
"It works for me?"
"Yeah. It does. What exactly were you going to be doing at this club?"
"Does it matter?"
"No, just wondering. What time you got to be there?"
"10 why?"
"It's 9:50."
"Crud!", Sam went into her room, found her shoes, put them on. Then went back into the bathroom to fix her hair.
Trunks watched as she ran a brush through her hair quickly. Then as she braided a small peice of hair and put some glitter in her hair. After she was done with that she put some lip gloss on.
"Hey Trunks."
"Hmm?"
"Um, I was wondering if you could do me another favor."
"What?"
"Could you come with me?"
"Come with you, to the club?"
"Yeah. Would you?"
"If you think you really want me to go. Yeah I guess."
"Great," she really did seem to be happy that she was going, "I promise you will have a great time."
He wanted soo badly to reach out and touch her but he had a feeling that it wasn't a good idea."
They went out into the living room, Trunks wrote a quick note, saying where they would be and that they didn't know what time they would be back, and anything else he thought Bulma might need to know.
"Ready?" "Yep, let's go." Sam slipped into her jacket. They left the house, after he found the spare house key.
Trunks didn't much like the idea of Sam flying on her own, so he carried he carried her.
"So what is the club that we are going to?"
"Starlight Eternity."
They got to the club without a problem. Sam, after checking with the guy at the door and getting them both in, pulled Trunks over to a table where two girls sat, talking.
"Rashel, Kristen!"
"Sam!", both girls exclaimed.
"Girls, do you both know Trunks?"
After the introductions, Sam and Trunks got their drinks and the four sat talking for a while. The song that was playing ended, and another started. Sam stopped and then, "Oh, come on, we have to get up for this song. Please." Trunks, who really didn't want to get up, asked, "Why?" She just smiled, grabbed his arm and said, "You'll see." Then she dragged him onto the dance floor.
Rashel and Kristen looked over at each other. "Totally made for each other." "Definitely."
Out on the dance floor, Trunks was a little shocked by how good she really was. But that really didn't last very long. Not much of what Sam did now really surprised him anymore.
After several songs, they went back to the table and talked some more. "Well, it's late. Sam we really should be going. Rashel, Kristen, nice meeting you."
"You too, Sam, I'll see ya." "Yeah Bye you two." "Bye.", both Kristen and Rashel said in unison.
Trunks and Sam finally got back to the house around 2 a.m.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So what do you think so far? Good? I hope so. Oh and thanks to those of you who have R&R. I really appreciate the support. ^_^
Trunks waited until Bulma went to bed before he went to go check on Sam. She had been asleep for almost 2 hours.
He walked up to Sam's door and knocked. "Hang on a sec.", Sam's voice was muffled by the door but she sounded better.
When she opened the door, not only did she seem better, she had on a tight pair of pants on, but still had on her plain white tee from before. Many other shirts covered the bed though.
"Perfect. I need you to help me with something." "Ah..sure."
She dragged him into the room and closed the door.
"I'm meeting some friends at a club and I need to find a shirt that will go with these pants, problem is, to me none of these shirts go."
"Well, let's have a look then." He walked over to the bed and picked up one of the many shirts. It was a low cut, black, lace up on the sides, and strapless number. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
"No."
He set that one aside and picked up another. She turned that one down too.
"Your just too picky." "Am not." "Are too.
They went through five other shirts before he finally said, "All right. Take this, go into the bathroom, put it on, and then we will decide."
"Fine." She took the shirt and did exactly that.
It was a red, semi-low cut top with a sort of lace up pattern up the middle. It didn't show much. And it left plenty up to the imagination.
When she came back out Trunks looked away from the window the window and went wide eyed. "I think we just found your outfit."
She looked down at herself. "Really you think so?"
"Absolutely. It's perfect."
He placed her back n front of the mirror, "I mean look at yourself. If you want my honest opinion, this is the one you should go with. Not only do you look incredible in it, but it also works for you."
"It works for me?"
"Yeah. It does. What exactly were you going to be doing at this club?"
"Does it matter?"
"No, just wondering. What time you got to be there?"
"10 why?"
"It's 9:50."
"Crud!", Sam went into her room, found her shoes, put them on. Then went back into the bathroom to fix her hair.
Trunks watched as she ran a brush through her hair quickly. Then as she braided a small peice of hair and put some glitter in her hair. After she was done with that she put some lip gloss on.
"Hey Trunks."
"Hmm?"
"Um, I was wondering if you could do me another favor."
"What?"
"Could you come with me?"
"Come with you, to the club?"
"Yeah. Would you?"
"If you think you really want me to go. Yeah I guess."
"Great," she really did seem to be happy that she was going, "I promise you will have a great time."
He wanted soo badly to reach out and touch her but he had a feeling that it wasn't a good idea."
They went out into the living room, Trunks wrote a quick note, saying where they would be and that they didn't know what time they would be back, and anything else he thought Bulma might need to know.
"Ready?" "Yep, let's go." Sam slipped into her jacket. They left the house, after he found the spare house key.
Trunks didn't much like the idea of Sam flying on her own, so he carried he carried her.
"So what is the club that we are going to?"
"Starlight Eternity."
They got to the club without a problem. Sam, after checking with the guy at the door and getting them both in, pulled Trunks over to a table where two girls sat, talking.
"Rashel, Kristen!"
"Sam!", both girls exclaimed.
"Girls, do you both know Trunks?"
After the introductions, Sam and Trunks got their drinks and the four sat talking for a while. The song that was playing ended, and another started. Sam stopped and then, "Oh, come on, we have to get up for this song. Please." Trunks, who really didn't want to get up, asked, "Why?" She just smiled, grabbed his arm and said, "You'll see." Then she dragged him onto the dance floor.
Rashel and Kristen looked over at each other. "Totally made for each other." "Definitely."
Out on the dance floor, Trunks was a little shocked by how good she really was. But that really didn't last very long. Not much of what Sam did now really surprised him anymore.
After several songs, they went back to the table and talked some more. "Well, it's late. Sam we really should be going. Rashel, Kristen, nice meeting you."
"You too, Sam, I'll see ya." "Yeah Bye you two." "Bye.", both Kristen and Rashel said in unison.
Trunks and Sam finally got back to the house around 2 a.m.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So what do you think so far? Good? I hope so. Oh and thanks to those of you who have R&R. I really appreciate the support. ^_^