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Chapter 22
Setsuna got on the phone and made some calls. Pretty soon she had her plan
in action.
Usagi had just stepped out of the shower when the phone rang. Wondering
who it was she picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Usagi, I would like you to do me a favor," Setsuna said.
"Sure Setsuna. What favor?"
"Well I would like to give you and Trunks a break. Let me take care of the
girls for the night. Meanwhile, I'm sending you and Trunks out to dinner,"
Setsuna said.
"But we already have plans to go to dinner with the girls," Usagi
protested a little. "And you need a break from work. They are a lot of
trouble you know."
"Don't worry about it. I'll take them to dinner. I want you two to go out
and have a good time alone. You'll need it to take things to the next
level," Setsuna reminded.
"Oh Setsuna hush," Usagi said, going red instantly.
"Usa, stop now. You've put up a barrier between you and Trunks. You've
been hiding behind the girls, like I knew you would. What are you afraid
of? Why can't you let down your guard?"
"Setsuna, I have to keep him away from me. You don't know Setsuna, you
just don't know. I can't let him touch me, I just can't. I can't let him
get near me," Usagi said softly.
"Usa, did you plan on hiding what you are from him forever? You can't
change yourself, and I don't see why you would want to," Setsuna said.
"How can I? You know what the penalties are. What will he think if he
finds out? What will everyone think? I can't risk that Setsuna. I won't be
able to return home if this gets out."
"Usagi that was the past. Times have changed. Your mother did nothing
wrong except fall in love and had a beautiful daughter."
"Yeah and she never saw my father again. She had to content herself with
marring a man she despised, and pass me off as his just to keep her
honor."
"That's not true. She loved you so much that she married a man she didn't
love to protect you. You needed a father to…"
"A lot of good it did me. He died before I even knew him. What was the
purpose of marrying him?"
"Usagi, you don't know the half of the entire situation with your mother
and her past. But that isn't for me to say. Let's drop the subject for
now. You'll find out when the time is right.
Now a car and chauffeur will pick you two up at 8:30. Make sure that you
guys are ready. Your reservations are at 9:00 pm. Now I don't want you two
back here until at least 12:00 am. Now go and get ready. I'll take the
girls at 8:15. Go tell Trunks," Setsuna said.
"Fine then," Usagi said a little grumpily.
"Good, I'll see you later." Setsuna said hanging up.
Usagi sighed as she put the phone down. A little irritated, she got
dressed and went to tell Trunks.
At 8:00 Trunks was ready. He had to admit that he was surprised that
Setsuna had gone through all that trouble for them. But then again, it was
a good thing that she had. He had wanted to spend time alone with Usagi,
but the opportunity never came. He thought that Usagi was a little distant
with him as well. But he thought that she was just being like that while
the girls were there.
Usagi on the other hand took a little longer. She wanted to look perfect,
after all, this would be the first time that they had gone out to dinner
alone. In fact, now that she looked at it, she was excited about it.
Usagi picked a long midnight blue dress with a slit up to mid-thigh. The
dress itself wasn't made of heavy material and the skirt flowed around her
when she walked. The bodice was of the same color fabric but it was
heavier. It was embroidered with small crescent moons and roses. They were
delicately interlaced all across the fabric. She wore diamonds with the
dress and braided her hair, wrapped it in a bun, letting the excess hang
free. It reached about waist length.
Usagi came out at about 8:10. There on the couch, Trunks was waiting for
her, looking handsome as ever. He was dressed in a black dress pants and
white dress shirt. His jacket was on the sofa next to him. He looked kind
of bored, watching the TV.
Trunks looked up when he heard the door close. He almost rubbed his eyes
because he thought he saw an illusion. There was Usagi dressed and looking
very stunning. He definitely liked what he saw.
Usagi gave him a nervous smile when she realized that he was looking at
her. Covering quickly she said in a calm voice, "I'm ready."
Trunks got up and walked over to her. "You look exquisite, Usa," he said
sincerely.
Usagi blush, "You think so?"
"Of course. Why don't we sit until Setsuna comes?" he said offering his
hand.
"Sure," Usagi said taking his offered hand. They sat down on the sofa.
"Where are the girls?"
"In their room. They're picking out dresses to wear tonight."
"Setsuna said that she would help them dress," Usagi said.
"Well I guess that they're deciding what to choose from," He answered.
Everything went according to schedule. Setsuna came when she said she
would, promptly at 8:15.
The car and driver came on time. Their driver was an short Spanish man
with a thick beard and moustache. He wore a standard driver uniform, black
in color.
It was a pleasant drive to the restaurant. The stars were out in all their
luster and the sky was a lovely shade of dark blue, almost midnight blue.
A full moon was out tonight, but was mostly hidden by the clouds, to
Usagi's relief.
The restaurant was splendid. It had a Pre-Victorian theme to it. On this
night, they had a live band playing. All in the entire restaurant had a
very romantic atmosphere to it. It had a fairly open layout and large
picture windows to give a great view.
They were seated near a window, which was overlooking the gardens to the
restaurant. It was filled with roses, orchids, lilies, ferns, a good
selection of flowers and even had a small pond. It reminded Usagi of the
gardens back home. Although they were much more extensive and had a much
wider variety of flowers, this garden had more of a small and personal
feel.
A waiter came up to their table.
"Buenas noches señores. My name is Rafael and I am your camaréro for this
evening. For tonight, we have a lovely selection of seafood dishes.
Lobster, crab and shrimp straight from the waters of a small cove in a
small fishing village near Seville. What would you like this evening?"
Usagi looked through the menu. "I would like the lobster, please," Usagi
said giving the waiter her menu.
"Very good señorita. And you señor?" he said turning to Trunks.
Trunks was looking through his menu as well. "I'll have the crab then,"
Trunks said also giving the waiter his menu.
"Excellent. I'll be back in a while with your orders. The refreshments
have already been taken care of, and will be arriving shortly," he said
leaving them.
"Setsuna is very thorough isn't she," Trunks commented after he left.
"Yes, she does everything properly. All her actions are well thought out
and carefully planned," Usagi said fondly. "That's why she does most of
the managing for us."
"And why your company has been so successful in the short period of time
that it has been in existence."
"Yes. We have a good manager," Usagi answered. "You know, Setsuna would be
upset if she found out we were talking about work instead of enjoying
ourselves."
"Well we did come to Spain to get away from work," Trunks pointed out.
"That's true," Usagi said.
Just then the waiter came back with their food and another waiter. He set
the food on the table and the other one served the drinks. "Enjoy," He
said.
After dinner they were taken to a theater to see a play on Queen Isabel of
Spain. It bored Trunks to death and he had to fight off yawns all through
it. Usagi also wasn't interested in it. She had read enough about queens
to last her a lifetime. They were both thankful when it ended. Then they
were taken dancing at another hotel. All in all, It was a very full
evening.
When they came back home at around 1 in the morning, they were still up
and not the least bit tired. They sat on the couch watching some TV and
talking. Actually they were having a debate on men and women.
And fun ensued.
"That's not true Trunks. I'm not like that. A good number of women are
though, but a lot aren't." Usagi pointed out.
"If you can show me more than 10 cases where that is so, then you'll prove
your point to me," He said.
"Well I can't think of any off the top of my head right now, but that's
not the point. What about men who do that? They're the worst, because
they're men and think they can get away with it. I don't condone women who
have extra marital affairs but I also don't condone men doing it either."
"Women have started becoming the leaders in that area," Trunks said a
little bitterly.
"That's true. But men still take the lead. You hardly find sweet and
caring men anymore," Usagi said.
"So what am I?"
Usagi was caught off guard by this. "You are one of the few left," she
said blushing softly.
"I am?"
"Yes, you certainly are," she answered softly, looking up at him.
Trunks thought that she looked absolutely irresistible and it couldn't be
helped that he felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her. So he did. He
lowered hid head and captured her lips in a soft and loving kiss.
It caught Usagi off guard at first, but she soon started to respond,
kissing back tentatively at first, then with more confidence. Trunks
gently pulled her closer to him, relishing in the feel of her small frame
so close. His kisses were light, gentle and tender, and her lips were just
so soft and inviting that before they knew it, he had her down on the
couch.
Usagi was feeling so many things at once. She felt alive and tingly in
places she didn't even know she had. These feelings were good, but they
also triggered something in the back of her mind.
She was remembering.
Images of that night flashed through her mind. She tried to block them out
but it was useless. She pulled away from him, literally jumping out of his
arms. Trunks was a bit alarmed by this. The look Usagi's eyes were distant
and hollow. Usagi was reliving that night in slow motion all over again.
She shivered and suddenly just turned and ran.
Trunks cursed himself as he watched her go. 'Damnit!' he swore. 'I should
have been a little more careful.'
Trunks sat there for a while berating himself. 'Of course she wouldn't be
ready idiot! You just blew it.' Trunks just sighed and went to his room,
trying to think of some way to apologize. He thought it best to leave her
at this time, since he was the trigger of her memories. He didn't want to
frighten her anymore than necessary.
Usagi shut the door firmly behind her. She had tears streaming down her
face and her body ached from holding her sobs in. She honestly wanted to
just forget, but when they were in that position it reminded her of that
night so much. She lay down on her bed in an effort to calm herself and
just started to cry harder.
'Setsuna was wrong. I can't do it, I just can't.'
Trunks just couldn't leave her like that. He felt very guilty and needed
to go and at least comfort her and apologize. He went to Usagi's room and
knocked on her door. He heard her crying and decided to just go right in.
He found her on her bed, with her head turned away from him. It was very
obvious that she was crying. He sat down on the bed next to her.
Usagi almost jumped off the bed when she felt something sit down next to
her. When she realized it was Trunks, she put her arms around him and
cried even harder on his shoulder. He pulled her closer to him and rubbed
her back gently, a technique he used on his daughter when she was like
that.
After she had quieted down a bit, Trunks gently lifted her face so she
could look at him. She looked like a little girl at this point.
"Usagi, I know that you've had a bad experience and all with sex but you
can't let that man ruin your life," he said.
"I know but I can't help it. I keep reliving what happened to me that
night," she answered after a while, looking down.
"Because he used it as a weapon to hurt you. Sex isn't a punishment; it's
supposed to be something that two people who love each other share," Usagi
looked at him. "I am not going to hurt you, Usa. In fact, if you would let
me, I would like to show you how much I love you." He said, looking at her
directly.
Usagi realized then that she had just ran out on a man that really meant
something to her. 'He must feel it's his fault' she thought. She sighed as
she pulled away from him, sitting on her bed.
This was it. She could no longer hide her heritage until they found out
who was doing this to them. And she couldn't let him think that her
memories were the only thing making her keep way from him.
"I have to come clean," Usagi said looking at him.
"Trunks I have something to tell you. Everything about me isn't what it
seems. I am not a normal or regular person," she said seriously.
Trunks decided to let her talk as this was something she had to get off
her chest. He nodded for her to continue.
"I am not human, Trunks. I am a hybrid. A descendant of two ancient races.
I am part Lunarian and Saiyan. And the reason why I haven't let you hold
and touch me lately, well one of them is because of this," she said. She
revealed to him her tail. It shone faintly in the dim light of the room.
Trunks looked at it in shock. He just could not believe it. After all the
times he had heard that his father and Goku were the only sayians to
survive and to find out that they weren't was pretty shocking. He simply
looked at her tail, not being able to express in words what he wanted to
say.
Usagi was going to cry again. She just knew that he was going to reject
her for that. She simply broke down and cried after a while of him not
answering her. She honestly couldn't take it if he rejected her. Not after
everything that he meant to her and had done for her.
Trunks realized his mistake instantly and started to say something, but
before he could she got up to leave. Only with his quick reflexes was he
able to hold on to her. By this time she was really crying. He pulled her
down onto his lap and held her tightly against him. She buried her head
into his shoulder, slipping her arms around his neck. He rubbed her back
as she cried, in a soothing manner.
Since he was at a loss for the right words, he decided to get his point
across by actions. He placed kisses on the top of her head, progressively
going lower. He gently brushed away her tears in soft, light, tender
kisses. At first it was in an effort to calm her down, but they grew
heated, especially when he claimed her lips.
His hands, once rubbing her in a soothing motion, now began their
exploration. His hands roamed all over her body, caressing, teasingly
touching different areas of her body. She was very responsive to him,
sometimes whimpering, other times moaning as he touched her. This made him
want to do more, just to see her reaction.
Usagi moaned appreciatively from his efforts. He continued to kiss her
deeply, sucking slightly on her lower lip before moving down and onto her
neck. He left a long trail of hot kisses from her neck to her collar and
back again. Usagi, acting on instinct alone, leaned her head back to allow
him more access to her neck, burying her hands in his hair.
While one of his hands was supporting her, the other was doing some more
exploring further down. His hand roamed over her legs, gently caressing
the smooth skin of her inner and outer thighs. They reached behind her to
caress the soft flesh of her butt appreciatively.
All these feelings were new to Usagi. With every move he made, she
literally ached for him to touch her again. His hands and the places they
stroked just felt so good that she didn't want him to stop.
Trunks pulled her into his embrace as she fell asleep next to him,
contented. He too fell asleep soon afterwards.
Very early the next morning, Usagi woke up from the best sleep she had had
in ages. She felt something around her waist and looked down to see it was
an arm. Not just any arm mind you, it was Trunks' arm. She recalled the
night before and it made her smile. She remembered how gentle he was with
her and how patient as well.
She snuggled down into his warmth and was soon fast asleep again.
Usagi was sitting down on the bed in Trunks' shirt. It almost seemed
swallowed her whole as she sat in it. Trunks walked in with a cup of tea
that she had requested.
After giving it to her, he sat on the bed besides her. Usagi drank from
the cup tentatively, blowing on it before she drank. Trunks decided to
speak first.
"Usagi I do understand. Why didn't you tell me before?" he asked.
Usagi sighed. "Because it is not allowed. I will not put my daughter and
myself through anything that in unnecessary and will cause her pain. I
have to protect her, with my life. She would be treated badly by others if
they knew. Promise me that you won't say anything, please?" she said
looking up at him.
"Usagi, it's alright. I understand what you are," he said.
"You do?" she asked. He nodded. "How?"
"Because you're a saiyan and I am as well," he said.
Usagi was amazed. "You are? How?"
"Well my father is one, but my mother isn't so I'm only half," he
answered.
"I'm half as well. My father too was a saiyan," she admitted. They slipped
into a comfortable silence.
"You know about my past now." she said after a while.
"And you know about mine," He responded.
"It's funny how or lives could be so similar, and yet so different," She
said.
"How so?"
"Well I am supposed to marry a prince. Instead I choose to be with the man
I love and he too turns out to be a prince,"
"Well I am not one technically,"
"You are. Which makes thing easier," Usagi said touching her neck here he
bit her.
"Does it hurt you?"
"It still feels a little sore," she answered.
"I'll take care of that," he said.
"How?"
"Like this," he replied, leaning down and kissing her neck.
Usagi moaned when he did. "That feels nice," she said moving her head to
one side as he continued. He responded by pulling her closer to him and
kissing her lips. pretty soon they were at it again.
Buenas noches- goodnight
Señores- basically, Sir and Madam
Camaréro- waiter
Señorita- miss
Señor- Sir/Mr.
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Chapter 22
Setsuna got on the phone and made some calls. Pretty soon she had her plan
in action.
Usagi had just stepped out of the shower when the phone rang. Wondering
who it was she picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Usagi, I would like you to do me a favor," Setsuna said.
"Sure Setsuna. What favor?"
"Well I would like to give you and Trunks a break. Let me take care of the
girls for the night. Meanwhile, I'm sending you and Trunks out to dinner,"
Setsuna said.
"But we already have plans to go to dinner with the girls," Usagi
protested a little. "And you need a break from work. They are a lot of
trouble you know."
"Don't worry about it. I'll take them to dinner. I want you two to go out
and have a good time alone. You'll need it to take things to the next
level," Setsuna reminded.
"Oh Setsuna hush," Usagi said, going red instantly.
"Usa, stop now. You've put up a barrier between you and Trunks. You've
been hiding behind the girls, like I knew you would. What are you afraid
of? Why can't you let down your guard?"
"Setsuna, I have to keep him away from me. You don't know Setsuna, you
just don't know. I can't let him touch me, I just can't. I can't let him
get near me," Usagi said softly.
"Usa, did you plan on hiding what you are from him forever? You can't
change yourself, and I don't see why you would want to," Setsuna said.
"How can I? You know what the penalties are. What will he think if he
finds out? What will everyone think? I can't risk that Setsuna. I won't be
able to return home if this gets out."
"Usagi that was the past. Times have changed. Your mother did nothing
wrong except fall in love and had a beautiful daughter."
"Yeah and she never saw my father again. She had to content herself with
marring a man she despised, and pass me off as his just to keep her
honor."
"That's not true. She loved you so much that she married a man she didn't
love to protect you. You needed a father to…"
"A lot of good it did me. He died before I even knew him. What was the
purpose of marrying him?"
"Usagi, you don't know the half of the entire situation with your mother
and her past. But that isn't for me to say. Let's drop the subject for
now. You'll find out when the time is right.
Now a car and chauffeur will pick you two up at 8:30. Make sure that you
guys are ready. Your reservations are at 9:00 pm. Now I don't want you two
back here until at least 12:00 am. Now go and get ready. I'll take the
girls at 8:15. Go tell Trunks," Setsuna said.
"Fine then," Usagi said a little grumpily.
"Good, I'll see you later." Setsuna said hanging up.
Usagi sighed as she put the phone down. A little irritated, she got
dressed and went to tell Trunks.
At 8:00 Trunks was ready. He had to admit that he was surprised that
Setsuna had gone through all that trouble for them. But then again, it was
a good thing that she had. He had wanted to spend time alone with Usagi,
but the opportunity never came. He thought that Usagi was a little distant
with him as well. But he thought that she was just being like that while
the girls were there.
Usagi on the other hand took a little longer. She wanted to look perfect,
after all, this would be the first time that they had gone out to dinner
alone. In fact, now that she looked at it, she was excited about it.
Usagi picked a long midnight blue dress with a slit up to mid-thigh. The
dress itself wasn't made of heavy material and the skirt flowed around her
when she walked. The bodice was of the same color fabric but it was
heavier. It was embroidered with small crescent moons and roses. They were
delicately interlaced all across the fabric. She wore diamonds with the
dress and braided her hair, wrapped it in a bun, letting the excess hang
free. It reached about waist length.
Usagi came out at about 8:10. There on the couch, Trunks was waiting for
her, looking handsome as ever. He was dressed in a black dress pants and
white dress shirt. His jacket was on the sofa next to him. He looked kind
of bored, watching the TV.
Trunks looked up when he heard the door close. He almost rubbed his eyes
because he thought he saw an illusion. There was Usagi dressed and looking
very stunning. He definitely liked what he saw.
Usagi gave him a nervous smile when she realized that he was looking at
her. Covering quickly she said in a calm voice, "I'm ready."
Trunks got up and walked over to her. "You look exquisite, Usa," he said
sincerely.
Usagi blush, "You think so?"
"Of course. Why don't we sit until Setsuna comes?" he said offering his
hand.
"Sure," Usagi said taking his offered hand. They sat down on the sofa.
"Where are the girls?"
"In their room. They're picking out dresses to wear tonight."
"Setsuna said that she would help them dress," Usagi said.
"Well I guess that they're deciding what to choose from," He answered.
Everything went according to schedule. Setsuna came when she said she
would, promptly at 8:15.
The car and driver came on time. Their driver was an short Spanish man
with a thick beard and moustache. He wore a standard driver uniform, black
in color.
It was a pleasant drive to the restaurant. The stars were out in all their
luster and the sky was a lovely shade of dark blue, almost midnight blue.
A full moon was out tonight, but was mostly hidden by the clouds, to
Usagi's relief.
The restaurant was splendid. It had a Pre-Victorian theme to it. On this
night, they had a live band playing. All in the entire restaurant had a
very romantic atmosphere to it. It had a fairly open layout and large
picture windows to give a great view.
They were seated near a window, which was overlooking the gardens to the
restaurant. It was filled with roses, orchids, lilies, ferns, a good
selection of flowers and even had a small pond. It reminded Usagi of the
gardens back home. Although they were much more extensive and had a much
wider variety of flowers, this garden had more of a small and personal
feel.
A waiter came up to their table.
"Buenas noches señores. My name is Rafael and I am your camaréro for this
evening. For tonight, we have a lovely selection of seafood dishes.
Lobster, crab and shrimp straight from the waters of a small cove in a
small fishing village near Seville. What would you like this evening?"
Usagi looked through the menu. "I would like the lobster, please," Usagi
said giving the waiter her menu.
"Very good señorita. And you señor?" he said turning to Trunks.
Trunks was looking through his menu as well. "I'll have the crab then,"
Trunks said also giving the waiter his menu.
"Excellent. I'll be back in a while with your orders. The refreshments
have already been taken care of, and will be arriving shortly," he said
leaving them.
"Setsuna is very thorough isn't she," Trunks commented after he left.
"Yes, she does everything properly. All her actions are well thought out
and carefully planned," Usagi said fondly. "That's why she does most of
the managing for us."
"And why your company has been so successful in the short period of time
that it has been in existence."
"Yes. We have a good manager," Usagi answered. "You know, Setsuna would be
upset if she found out we were talking about work instead of enjoying
ourselves."
"Well we did come to Spain to get away from work," Trunks pointed out.
"That's true," Usagi said.
Just then the waiter came back with their food and another waiter. He set
the food on the table and the other one served the drinks. "Enjoy," He
said.
After dinner they were taken to a theater to see a play on Queen Isabel of
Spain. It bored Trunks to death and he had to fight off yawns all through
it. Usagi also wasn't interested in it. She had read enough about queens
to last her a lifetime. They were both thankful when it ended. Then they
were taken dancing at another hotel. All in all, It was a very full
evening.
When they came back home at around 1 in the morning, they were still up
and not the least bit tired. They sat on the couch watching some TV and
talking. Actually they were having a debate on men and women.
And fun ensued.
"That's not true Trunks. I'm not like that. A good number of women are
though, but a lot aren't." Usagi pointed out.
"If you can show me more than 10 cases where that is so, then you'll prove
your point to me," He said.
"Well I can't think of any off the top of my head right now, but that's
not the point. What about men who do that? They're the worst, because
they're men and think they can get away with it. I don't condone women who
have extra marital affairs but I also don't condone men doing it either."
"Women have started becoming the leaders in that area," Trunks said a
little bitterly.
"That's true. But men still take the lead. You hardly find sweet and
caring men anymore," Usagi said.
"So what am I?"
Usagi was caught off guard by this. "You are one of the few left," she
said blushing softly.
"I am?"
"Yes, you certainly are," she answered softly, looking up at him.
Trunks thought that she looked absolutely irresistible and it couldn't be
helped that he felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her. So he did. He
lowered hid head and captured her lips in a soft and loving kiss.
It caught Usagi off guard at first, but she soon started to respond,
kissing back tentatively at first, then with more confidence. Trunks
gently pulled her closer to him, relishing in the feel of her small frame
so close. His kisses were light, gentle and tender, and her lips were just
so soft and inviting that before they knew it, he had her down on the
couch.
Usagi was feeling so many things at once. She felt alive and tingly in
places she didn't even know she had. These feelings were good, but they
also triggered something in the back of her mind.
She was remembering.
Images of that night flashed through her mind. She tried to block them out
but it was useless. She pulled away from him, literally jumping out of his
arms. Trunks was a bit alarmed by this. The look Usagi's eyes were distant
and hollow. Usagi was reliving that night in slow motion all over again.
She shivered and suddenly just turned and ran.
Trunks cursed himself as he watched her go. 'Damnit!' he swore. 'I should
have been a little more careful.'
Trunks sat there for a while berating himself. 'Of course she wouldn't be
ready idiot! You just blew it.' Trunks just sighed and went to his room,
trying to think of some way to apologize. He thought it best to leave her
at this time, since he was the trigger of her memories. He didn't want to
frighten her anymore than necessary.
Usagi shut the door firmly behind her. She had tears streaming down her
face and her body ached from holding her sobs in. She honestly wanted to
just forget, but when they were in that position it reminded her of that
night so much. She lay down on her bed in an effort to calm herself and
just started to cry harder.
'Setsuna was wrong. I can't do it, I just can't.'
Trunks just couldn't leave her like that. He felt very guilty and needed
to go and at least comfort her and apologize. He went to Usagi's room and
knocked on her door. He heard her crying and decided to just go right in.
He found her on her bed, with her head turned away from him. It was very
obvious that she was crying. He sat down on the bed next to her.
Usagi almost jumped off the bed when she felt something sit down next to
her. When she realized it was Trunks, she put her arms around him and
cried even harder on his shoulder. He pulled her closer to him and rubbed
her back gently, a technique he used on his daughter when she was like
that.
After she had quieted down a bit, Trunks gently lifted her face so she
could look at him. She looked like a little girl at this point.
"Usagi, I know that you've had a bad experience and all with sex but you
can't let that man ruin your life," he said.
"I know but I can't help it. I keep reliving what happened to me that
night," she answered after a while, looking down.
"Because he used it as a weapon to hurt you. Sex isn't a punishment; it's
supposed to be something that two people who love each other share," Usagi
looked at him. "I am not going to hurt you, Usa. In fact, if you would let
me, I would like to show you how much I love you." He said, looking at her
directly.
Usagi realized then that she had just ran out on a man that really meant
something to her. 'He must feel it's his fault' she thought. She sighed as
she pulled away from him, sitting on her bed.
This was it. She could no longer hide her heritage until they found out
who was doing this to them. And she couldn't let him think that her
memories were the only thing making her keep way from him.
"I have to come clean," Usagi said looking at him.
"Trunks I have something to tell you. Everything about me isn't what it
seems. I am not a normal or regular person," she said seriously.
Trunks decided to let her talk as this was something she had to get off
her chest. He nodded for her to continue.
"I am not human, Trunks. I am a hybrid. A descendant of two ancient races.
I am part Lunarian and Saiyan. And the reason why I haven't let you hold
and touch me lately, well one of them is because of this," she said. She
revealed to him her tail. It shone faintly in the dim light of the room.
Trunks looked at it in shock. He just could not believe it. After all the
times he had heard that his father and Goku were the only sayians to
survive and to find out that they weren't was pretty shocking. He simply
looked at her tail, not being able to express in words what he wanted to
say.
Usagi was going to cry again. She just knew that he was going to reject
her for that. She simply broke down and cried after a while of him not
answering her. She honestly couldn't take it if he rejected her. Not after
everything that he meant to her and had done for her.
Trunks realized his mistake instantly and started to say something, but
before he could she got up to leave. Only with his quick reflexes was he
able to hold on to her. By this time she was really crying. He pulled her
down onto his lap and held her tightly against him. She buried her head
into his shoulder, slipping her arms around his neck. He rubbed her back
as she cried, in a soothing manner.
Since he was at a loss for the right words, he decided to get his point
across by actions. He placed kisses on the top of her head, progressively
going lower. He gently brushed away her tears in soft, light, tender
kisses. At first it was in an effort to calm her down, but they grew
heated, especially when he claimed her lips.
His hands, once rubbing her in a soothing motion, now began their
exploration. His hands roamed all over her body, caressing, teasingly
touching different areas of her body. She was very responsive to him,
sometimes whimpering, other times moaning as he touched her. This made him
want to do more, just to see her reaction.
Usagi moaned appreciatively from his efforts. He continued to kiss her
deeply, sucking slightly on her lower lip before moving down and onto her
neck. He left a long trail of hot kisses from her neck to her collar and
back again. Usagi, acting on instinct alone, leaned her head back to allow
him more access to her neck, burying her hands in his hair.
While one of his hands was supporting her, the other was doing some more
exploring further down. His hand roamed over her legs, gently caressing
the smooth skin of her inner and outer thighs. They reached behind her to
caress the soft flesh of her butt appreciatively.
All these feelings were new to Usagi. With every move he made, she
literally ached for him to touch her again. His hands and the places they
stroked just felt so good that she didn't want him to stop.
Trunks pulled her into his embrace as she fell asleep next to him,
contented. He too fell asleep soon afterwards.
Very early the next morning, Usagi woke up from the best sleep she had had
in ages. She felt something around her waist and looked down to see it was
an arm. Not just any arm mind you, it was Trunks' arm. She recalled the
night before and it made her smile. She remembered how gentle he was with
her and how patient as well.
She snuggled down into his warmth and was soon fast asleep again.
Usagi was sitting down on the bed in Trunks' shirt. It almost seemed
swallowed her whole as she sat in it. Trunks walked in with a cup of tea
that she had requested.
After giving it to her, he sat on the bed besides her. Usagi drank from
the cup tentatively, blowing on it before she drank. Trunks decided to
speak first.
"Usagi I do understand. Why didn't you tell me before?" he asked.
Usagi sighed. "Because it is not allowed. I will not put my daughter and
myself through anything that in unnecessary and will cause her pain. I
have to protect her, with my life. She would be treated badly by others if
they knew. Promise me that you won't say anything, please?" she said
looking up at him.
"Usagi, it's alright. I understand what you are," he said.
"You do?" she asked. He nodded. "How?"
"Because you're a saiyan and I am as well," he said.
Usagi was amazed. "You are? How?"
"Well my father is one, but my mother isn't so I'm only half," he
answered.
"I'm half as well. My father too was a saiyan," she admitted. They slipped
into a comfortable silence.
"You know about my past now." she said after a while.
"And you know about mine," He responded.
"It's funny how or lives could be so similar, and yet so different," She
said.
"How so?"
"Well I am supposed to marry a prince. Instead I choose to be with the man
I love and he too turns out to be a prince,"
"Well I am not one technically,"
"You are. Which makes thing easier," Usagi said touching her neck here he
bit her.
"Does it hurt you?"
"It still feels a little sore," she answered.
"I'll take care of that," he said.
"How?"
"Like this," he replied, leaning down and kissing her neck.
Usagi moaned when he did. "That feels nice," she said moving her head to
one side as he continued. He responded by pulling her closer to him and
kissing her lips. pretty soon they were at it again.
Buenas noches- goodnight
Señores- basically, Sir and Madam
Camaréro- waiter
Señorita- miss
Señor- Sir/Mr.
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need to know what you think of the fic so far. This has been severly
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