Well here's chapter 18. Can you believe it's been a month since I last updated? I can't. To much work if you ask me. I'm hoping to get some days off soon so I can update sooner. Well please review. Thanks.

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Chapter 18: Take it easy Onaka!

That night at dinner nobody had said much except Bulma. Vegeta acted like no one else was in the room, Trunks acted like no one cared about him, and Bra…well Bra just sat there and glared, mostly at Onaka. I guess she had seriously hoped Onaka wouldn't come back. After dinner everyone went there separate ways. Onaka wasn't sure what was wrong with Trunks, but wasn't quite sure how to approach the situation. She couldn't for the life of her figure out what could've made him so depressed. She hoped it had nothing to do with her. She sat in her room brooding until she heard everyone going to bed. Deciding she'd better follow suit she changed and just as she was about to climb into bed decided to figure out once and for all what was wrong with Trunks. She could tell he was awake because she could hear his television through the walls. (Adjoining rooms!) She crept down the hall and gathered up the courage to knock. She knocked so softly she wasn't sure if he heard, then she heard muffled footsteps heading towards the door. Her heart leapt. All thought fled from her mind. She had no idea what she was going to say to him. Crap! She thought. He's going to think I'm so stupid! He probably just wants to be left alone Just as she was about to leave the door opened. Onaka was frozen where she stood. There stood Trunks wearing nothing but boxers and a muscle shirt. His hair was slightly disheveled and he looked kind of tired. Suddenly she became very self-conscious. There she stood in her lightweight shirt and shorts with a pair of slippers.

Rubbing his eyes, "Hey Onaka. What do you want?"

"Well, you see, um…" Onaka struggled to get herself under control and think of something logical to say. All of a sudden they heard a door creak open and Onaka and Trunks both looked down the hall. Trunks pulled her into the room, fearing it was his father. He quickly shut the door.

Onaka made her way across the room to his bed where she sat down and stated watching TV. "What are you watching?"

Trunks came over and laid on his stomach on the bed. "Nothing really. I just fell asleep. So, what'd you want?"

Onaka became nervous again but she remembered why she had come, "Oh, I was just wondering why you were so depressed during dinner."

Trunks stared at her in disbelief. How could she not remember? He thought. Oh yea, it's been a year for her.

Trunks turned and stared at her, "Do you remember the day you went into the chamber?"

Rolling her eyes Onaka thought back, "Yeah." She finally answered.

"Do you remember the flight?"

"Vaguely. Why?"

"You're not still mad at me?" he asked.

"No. Did you expect me to hold a grudge for a year! Why would you think I was still mad at you?"

"Well, you seemed kind of annoyed when Rin left so I thought…maybe…you know."

"Oh no Trunks. I had totally forgotten."

Relief flowed over his face. "I'm so happy."

They sat there for a while watching television.

"Trunks, you don't mind if I watch this with you, do you?"

"No, it's okay."

Onaka crawled up tot he pillows and laid down and made herself comfortable. Soon she was fast asleep. Trunks laid down next to her and set the TV for sleep mode. Soon he was asleep. Later on into the night Onaka awoke with a start, there was something lying right next to her. Suddenly she remembered what had happened. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at Trunks. He looks so peaceful. Pushing away a piece of his hair. I've missed him so much. Lying down she could smell his sweet scent. Lying there thinking of him she fell sound asleep again.

-The next morning-

Bulma had just finished making breakfast for Vegeta and Bra. Figuring Trunks was still asleep she decided to go find Onaka. She wanted to do some tests to see how much she had physically changed. When she got to Onakas room she found the door slightly open. Sticking her head in she didn't see Onaka anywhere. Hmmm, wonder where she is. Maybe Trunks is up and he knows where she is. They're always hanging out. When she opened the door she found Onaka and Trunks asleep. Onaka's head was lying on his chest and Trunks' arm was around her.

Bulma's eyes almost bulged out of her head. Thoughts flew through her head. Finally she decided to wait until he got up to talk to him about what he possibly could've been doing.

When Onaka and Trunks finally got up they both decided to grab some breakfast and speak of what happened the night before to no one. As they got to the breakfast table they noticed Bulma sitting there with breakfast all laid out.

They both sat down and started eating while Bulma watched in earnest. Vegeta was training (what else is new?) and Bra was talking on the phone to Pan so she knew they wouldn't be disturbed.

"So, how'd you guys sleep?" asked Bulma innocently.

Trunks mumbled something while Onaka said fine.

"So, how'd you guys sleep…together?" she asked with a smile on her face.

Both of them spit choked on their food for a second. Looking at each other they had both gone deathly pale and their eyes were huge.

"What?!" asked Onaka caught totally by surprise.

"We didn't do anything!" said Trunks at the same time.

Bulma just sat there with a look of disbelief etched across her face.

Onaka decided to come clean before Bulma could jump to anymore conclusions. "Last night I went to Trunks' room to find out what was wrong. We watched some TV and we both fell asleep. We didn't do anything! I swear!"

"She's right mom. I sweat we didn't do anything."

Bulma just shook her head. "Did you at least use protection Trunks?"

"WHAT?! Protection for what? We didn't do anything! Nothing, zero, zilch!"

"So, Bulma, tell me, how is it physically possible for us to do 'that' with our clothes on?!" Onaka retorted.

"You could've put them back on." She said calmly.

Trunks dropped his head into his hands, "Oh my god…" he muttered.

Bulma smiled, stood up, and patted his head, "I know you didn't do anything. You're not that stupid, now are you?" she asked glaring down at them.

They looked at each other and in unison answered, "No, we're not."

"That's good. Anyways, it was you looking for Onaka. I wanted to do some tests on you to see how much you changed. Do you mind?"

"No, I don't mind. Can I take a shower first?"

"Sure. I'll be in my lab setting up."

"Okay." With that Onaka got up and headed to her bathroom leaving Bulma and Trunks to talk.

Bulma turned to Trunks, "Do you have feelings for her?" she asked once Onaka was out of earshot.

"Yeah, kind of," he replied shoveling down food so he could leave sooner.

"How much do you care for her?"

Trunks just mumbled something incoherent and headed to the sink to put away his dish. Seeing that he didn't want to talk Bulma got up and left. Thinking to him self I wonder if I do like Onaka? Who knows. with that he headed towards his room to get ready.

-That afternoon-

After Bulma had finished taking the information she let Onaka go. Onaka flopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. For the next half an hour she flipped through the channels, "800 channels and there's nothing on!" she said to no one. Little did she know Trunks had come in and watched her flip through the channels.

"Well then let's do something!" he said from right behind her.

Caught by surprise Onaka fell off of the couch. Picking herself back up she brushed herself off. "You scared the crap out of me Trunks! But, what'd you have in mind?"

"You want to spar?" he asked trying to see how much stronger she actually was.

"Okay, where do you want to go?"

"Let's go to the backyard. I'm going to change into my fighting gi though."

"I'll do the same thing. Meet you outside."

"Okay," he responded heading to his room.

Onaka didn't own any fighting gi, but she knew what they looked like. She put on a training bra and some sweat pants (they tied so they wouldn't fall). She then put on a loose fitting shirt and headed downstairs. When she got outside she found Trunks stretching on the lawn. Following his example she started stretching. When she finished Trunks set up the rules. Staring at her intently he said, "Okay, you don't use your mind stuff and I won't use my high powered ki blasts. Sound good?"

"Okay. I'm sorry if I slip up though. I haven't quite mastered it. Oh and one more rule, no turning super saiyan."

Trunks thought about it and agreed.

They both got into their fighting stance. Trunks made the first move with a roundhouse kick. Onaka put her arms up and deflected it. She then punched him in the stomach. After a couple of kicks and punches Trunks stopped.

"That was a nice warm-up. You ready for the real fight?" he asked with a small smile.

Onaka almost fell over That was a warm-up?! Shit! I'm going to die! Not wanting to show how weak she was she pushed herself even more to the limit. Trunks started shooting ki blasts at her and she started deflecting them.

Realizing it took more energy to deflect them she started absorbing them. She didn't know how she was doing it but when the ki blasts hit her ki shield they were absorbed, making her stronger. Onaka sent a small ki blast at him, however size really doesn't matter here. She was able to guide it more accurately and she had compressed all the energy of a large ki blast into a small one making it even more deadly.

Caught by surprise Trunks went to block the small ki blasts and was surprised by the power of it. Using his surprise against him Onaka flew up to him and punched him in the ribs. Taking the wind out of him she elbowed him in the back, bringing him to the ground. When she went to kick him he disappeared. Feeling his ki right behind her she whirled around. Seeing that he was powering up she used up most of her strength to send about 40 small ki blasts at him. All missed and just when he thought he had the upper hand he looked around and found he was surrounded. Directing them all towards him, Trunks tried to leap out of the way. A majority of them missed him but the ones that did hit him did some damage. After this attack Onaka fell to her knees panting while Trunks did the same. Onaka looked over at him and saw the extent of her damage. Trunks' gi was pretty much gone and it looked like he tried to cut the top and bottom off of his pants. He had a growing bruise on his abdomen and he was bleeding from where the ki blasts had hit him. Onaka couldn't believe what she had just done. Her strength was renewed with her new fear. She got up and rushed to his side and knelt done next to him. "Trunks? Are you okay?"

He looked up at her, "Yeah, about as okay as someone who just got beat up would be." He tried to get up but got dizzy and fell down again.

Getting under his arm Onaka helped him up. "We need to get you into the house. I'm so sorry."

When they got to Trunks' bedroom he collapsed on the bed. It took all her strength to roll him over and make him comfortable.

"Is there anything I can do for you? Do you want me to get Bulma or Vegeta?" she asked worried.

Trunks' eyes sprang open at the sound of the word Vegeta. Grabbing her wrist he pulled her over towards him. "You mustn't tell my father what you did to me. He'll never let me live it down. Promise me you won't," he begged.

"I promise Trunks." She answered quietly but kind of confused.

He closed his eyes and relaxed, "Thanks."

She sat on the bed next to him, "Trunks, I'm really sorry…are you sure you're going to be alright?"

He grinned, "Yeah, I'll be fine. You're a pretty good fighter though."

"Is there anything I can get you?"

"No, just let me rest," he said. She nodded and pulled the blankets over him, within a few seconds he was sound asleep, snoring and all.
Onaka sat and watched him for a little while, until she heard a giggle from, the hallway. Turning, she saw Bra leaning against the wall. Onaka's eyes widened How much did she hear?! she thought. Walking into the hallway she shut the door behind her.

"Hey Bra. What's up?" asked Onaka trying to sound cheerful.

An evil grin spread over her face. "Oh, nothing, until now."

Onaka went pale and her smile faded, "What are you talking about?"

Her grin widened, "You beat up Trunks and I know somebody who'd like to know." Bluffing Bra had just heard Onaka say she was sorry.

"Bra, you mustn't. Please don't tell Vegeta. I'll do anything!" Onaka cried desperately.

"Anything, eh? I've got to think about this. I'll get back to you," with that Bra headed towards her room to think.

As Bra headed to her room Onaka ran to hers What have I gotten myself into?! Damn Trunks Onaka walked over to the phone to call Rin. When she picked up her phone she heard somebody talking. She was about to hang up when she realized it was Bra and she was talking about her.

"So Pan, what should I make her do?"

"I don't know. Don't do anything to bad. She doesn't seem all that bad."
"You don't have to live with her!" she yelled referring to Onaka. "All she does is make goo-goo eyes at Trunks. It's disgusting!"

Onaka gripped the phone in a death grip and gritted her teeth I do NOT make goo-goo eyes at Trunks she fumed. Careful not to make a sound she listened again.

"I'll give her a choice to leave. Which she probably won't take. Then I'll make her do all my chores and be my slave."

"Um Bra. Why would she do this? I mean, what do you have on her?" asked Pan.

"Well she beat up Trunks pretty badly and she doesn't want me to tell my dad about it."

Pan got angry that anyone would hurt Trunks, "What'd she do to him?" she growled.

"Pan, don't you get any ideas. If she was able to beat up my brother then she's more than capable of beating up you. Now, what should I do with her?"

"Get her to do all that crap, then go and tell Vege-san. That way you get the best of both worlds."

"You're so smart! I'm going to make a list of crap for her to do right now. I'll talk to you later. Okay?"
"Yeah, I'll see you Bra." Pan said glumly.

Onaka was shocked. What was she going to do? What was the point of doing all the crap for her if she was going to tell Vegeta anyway. Maybe Rin will know Onaka picked up the phone and dialed her number. When Rin picked up she just told her that it pretty much sucked to be her. She also promised that if things got out of hand she'd come over and help. When Onaka hung up she decided to go check on Trunks, when she was opened her door who should be on the other side? Bra with a five page stack of paper.

"Hey Bra, I've got to go check on your brother." Just as she was about to step around her Bra moved. "I don't think so. Here's your list of things to do…today." Onaka quickly grabbed the list and looked it over. Most of it seemed pretty easy, like clean up Bra's room and bathroom, vacuum the room, etc.

"I'll get right to this, just let me check on you brother okay?"

She sighed, "Fine. Just get it all done by the end of the day." With that Bra scuttled down the stairs, to go play in the living room.

Onaka took a quick peek and made sure Trunks was still tucked in and comfortable. After she was done she went to Bra's room to see how bad it was. She almost fell over the minute she opened the door.

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Okay, so what'd you think? Sorry again for taking so long. Please Review. Thanks! I'll try to update soon.