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Author's Note: There is no way I can apologize for how long this took to be updated. I had written this chapter twice and each was scrapped before deciding on this. I also started college last year and as much fun as I have with writing it just doesn't rank highly with my priorities when it comes to school work and keeping my job. That's not even counting family and friendship type responsibilities. My life has been chaos and in the last week I've just felt like I had to write. I plan to finish this story. I don't know how long it'll take but I do plan to finish. I've also started on the draft for the next chapter.

Now please read and I hope you enjoy.

Tomorrow Never Knows

Raidne

Chapter 10

Juunana was rudely awakened by an angry lavender haired demi-saiyan. Trunks had his foot poised to kick again when he saw the android was awake.

"What?" Juunana scowled. He had been asleep in his room, minding his own business and not bothering anyone (for the first time in his life) and still he couldn't get any peace. It was official. The world hated him.

"Are you awake?" Trunks asked. He was standing over the bed so Juunana had to look up at him.

"No," Juunana said sarcastically, "I make a frequent habit of talking in my sleep."

Trunks sighed in exasperation. "I want a straight answer for once."

"Well, if it's confusing you so much. I am awake."

"That's not what I meant." Trunks was rubbing his eyes.

Juunana tossed an arm behind his head. The last time he had seen Trunks was when he had kissed him in the woods. That had taken place just that afternoon. Why couldn't they schedule these little sessions. He was really getting tired of the way they kept taking place when he was trying to sleep.

"You keep showing up. Why?"

Trunks looked momentarily startled by the question.

"I want some real answers."

"It would be nice to know what the questions are." Juunana sat up and leaned against the head board. This certainly felt familiar.

"Why did you kiss me?"

"Wow. You managed to say it without blushing," said Juunana. He watched as Trunks' face took a noticeably crimson hue. "Oops. Spoke too soon."

"Just give me a damn answer."

"Why?" Juunana asked suddenly curious. "You won't like whatever I say."

Trunks glared at him. "I'll decide that."

Juunana cocked his head as he studied him. "And if I said I was using you? Or I could say I'm trying to gain your trust so that I can use it against you later?"

Trunks began to look a little ill. Juunana watched in interest as the boy quickly hid his emotions.

"This might amaze you, but I don't have to have an ulterior motive for everything I do." He shifted a little where he sat. "I did it because I felt like it." He couldn't help the smirk that slipped out. "I won't lie though and say I didn't enjoy watching you freak out."

Trunks took a few steps back so he could lean against the wall across from Juunana. "I don't understand you."

Juunana rolled his eyes. He thought that was obvious. The hero types were never supposed to relate to the villains. It was a rule somewhere.

"Did you wake me up just to ask me that?" Juunana glared at him.

Trunks glared back. "No. I've just gotten tired of wondering what you're up to."

"Not a damn thing." Trunks looked surprised at the amount of anger that could be heard in that one sentence. Ok. So he was more than just a little bitter about the changes that had been made in his life. "What?" he growled when he saw Trunks' expression.

"I thought you'd be glad to be back. It has to be better than the alternative."

"Sometimes." Trunks still looked confused. He made an annoyed noise and tried to explain. "I was the most feared being on the planet and now…" His point was driven home by a fist driven through the wall. Trunks just watched him fume.

"What did that wall ever do to you?"

Juunana snorted. "You've been sarcastic twice in one day. Careful that you don't hurt yourself."

"Yes, because I know you care so much."

Juunana chuckled a little. Trunks wasn't acting like himself. At least, he wasn't acting the way Juunana expected him to. Maybe he had finally broke him?

"How late is it?

"Late."

"My, aren't we being cryptic tonight."

Trunks glared at him before grudgingly admitting, "I couldn't sleep."

"Guilty conscience?" Juunana smirked at him. He was having fun. Trunks wasn't behaving as though he was going to kill him and he got to tease someone for a little while. It was added bonus that Trunks was getting pretty irritated.

Trunks just glared silently at him. He was probably reconsidering whether he should have come. Too late for that. He was there and Juunana now needed to be entertained.

"Let me guess. It's none of my business right?"

"No. It's not." Trunks was seething. It was pretty obvious.

"What, feeling guilty that you let the big bad android kiss you? More than once?" Juunana's eyes were half lidded with apparent boredom.

"Shut up."

"That's it isn't it." Juunana quirked an eyebrow as a particularly evil idea came to him. "Maybe you're feeling guilty because you enjoyed it?"

The look that Trunks gave him said very clearly that he could go back to hell at any time. In fact, Trunks would be more than happy to assist him.

"Or," Juunana continued on despite the apparent danger, "You feel guilty that you saved your father's murderer?"

Trunks looked like he was going to be sick again. It was fun watching when the boy lost control of what his face showed. Apparently this was still a new skill.

"Does it even count anymore though?"

Trunks looked confused again. "Does what count?"

"That I killed Vegeta."

Trunks' eyebrow began to twitch. "Why wouldn't it?" he all but growled.

"Well," Juunana drawled the word out, "he is alive after all."

"Of course it still counts." Trunks looked ready to leave. Touchy subject.

"Why?" he asked not really looking for a real answer but awfully curious as to what Trunks would say. 'Oh no, I'm not trying to stall and keep Trunks here a little longer,' he thought sarcastically to himself.

The twitch had gotten worse. Juunana wondered briefly if he should broach the subject of the saiyan's blood pressure. Something like that couldn't be healthy.

"Because of you I grew up without knowing my father. You destroyed my world. You took my best friend away from me," he was glaring now. Juunana absolutely refused to let himself squirm. It was undignified. "That's why it still counts."

Silence.

Juunana watched Trunks who had gone still and was staring at some point on the wall just behind his head. Juunana hated being ignored. He also hated being treated like he was stupid.

"I know you don't forgive me for anything. That's not what I'm asking about. I merely meant Vegeta. Of course the others count against me. They're still dead." Obviously Juunana wasn't known for his sensitivity. "Just so you know. I spent enough time with your father in hell. You didn't miss much. He's a total asshole."

Now Trunks was staring at him. Through him. "You don't feel the slightest regret for anything you've done." It wasn't a question.

Now Juunana was forced to look away. Trunks had just scored a hit and he didn't even seem to know it. He still didn't understand any of what had surfaced after he'd died and had been forced to see himself through the eyes of his victims. Was it guilt? Trunks was still looking at him.

He hated himself for it but this time he did squirm a little under that stare.

When he looked up again, Trunks had slid down the wall and was sitting on the floor with his arms around his knees. He looked tired. It looked like something sleep couldn't help with. He watched as Trunks swallowed and started to speak. He looked like he was having trouble getting the words out.

"I've been to Gero's lab," Trunks was staring at his hands. His hair falling in front of his face. "I found files on you and your sister.-"

"Stop." Trunks looked surpised. Juunana-gou stared coldly at him. "I don't want to know."

"But-," Trunks began. Juunana glared and stood from the bed. "Don't you want to know about yourself?"

He moved so he was standing over Trunks so the other man had to look up at him.

"Whatever is in those files, it isn't me. I'm not human. My life began when Juuhachi and I woke up and killed the good doctor."

Juunana lowered himself to the ground so he was squatting in front of the other man. He quickly leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Trunks didn't respond but he didn't move away either. Juunana pulled back after a moment.

"The people in those files are dead. I have no desire to dig up the past." He shifted so he could see the sky through the window. Dawn was approaching. "Can you come back tomorrow night?"

Trunks looked surprised but nodded.

End Chapter 10