Author's Notes: Here you go people. Lemon. For all of you that want it. Here's the lemon version and I have this same chapter posted again as the next chapter without the lemon, only it is obviously, shorter.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ…sighs…I can always dream.

Hearts Together Worlds Apart

Chapter 30: Vegeta Knows

I sat back on my bed and dozed for a bit. Then I heard a knock at the door. Trunks came in. I smiled as he came and sat next to me.

"So…been writing in that diary of yours?" he asked. I nodded. "Anything about me?" I nodded again. "Anything good?" I pushed him away gently.

"You're really nosey." I giggled. He chuckled and put an arm around me.

"Aren't I just. But you love me for it." He grinned. I sighed and let him hold me as I picked up a magazine to read. I was reading a girls magazine. Well, Trunks obviously wasn't that interested in the articles about hair and make-up but he sat there anyway. I turned over the page. It was a problem page. Trunks sniggered.

"What?" I asked. He pointed to a problem about periods. I sighed.

"Some girls don't know you know." I sighed. He suddenly sniggered again. Then he pointed to a problem about sex.

"Bliss, my friends have been giving boys hand jobs recently and they won't tell me what it is. Please help." I read. "Well, I guess she just didn't know." Trunks moved his hands upwards from my waist.

"Well, I know you know." He said. I put my magazine down.

"You have no idea what I know." I said tauntingly. He squeezed my chest sharply.

"Why don't we find out then huh?" he suggested.

"Oh subtle." I said sarcastically. He moved from behind me and laid my back on the bed. He kissed me gently and I nodded and kissed him back in agreement. Each kiss grew more passionate, more desperate. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was fifteen, well nearly sixteen and he was sixteen going on seventeen. He was older than me. Was this right? My thoughts went out the window as soon as I felt his tongue sweep across mine. He pulled me flat against him. I felt the buttons of his denim jacket digging into my skin. OK, that had to go.

"Trunks, can you take your jacket off. The buttons are hurting me." I asked sweetly. He nodded and propping himself up on one arm, he removed his jacket with the other. When he lent down again I felt the warmth of his body pressing against mine. I felt his long lavender hair falling and brushing against my cheeks. He smiled.

"I guess I need a hair cut." He said.

"No, I like it. It's sorta…sexy." I replied. He kissed me again.

"Is that so?" he said, grinning and running his hand up my thigh. I leant up to kiss him in approval. I ran my hands across his chest as his kissed me again. This was it. I was about to go for it. No turning back. He gently lifted my tank top over my head to reveal my crimson bra.

"I like. I murmured, immediately focusing on my chest. I reached for his shirt also and removed it before running my hands across his chest and kissing him deeply. Both of our lips trailed to one another's necks and collar bones, shoulders and chests. I giggled as his hands moved about my waist. I was extremely ticklish. Oh how I hated it. Oh how. Someone knocked on the door. Trunks growled.

"I'll kill 'em!" he exclaimed. The door opened to reveal a smirked Vegeta.

"You think so?" he said approaching us. I blushed slightly at my lack of clothing, top wise. He smirked. "Do you think I can't sense your energy levels going up and down dramatically? I'm not stupid Trunks."

"I thought you didn't approve." Trunks muttered.

"She's a saiyan, what's not to approve of?..." he drifted into thought. "The only full blooded saiyan female…she'll do to mate the saiyan Prince."

"Hey, SHE won't just do!" I snapped. He smirked again. "Anyhow, if you were the saiyan Prince and you…mated…Bulma and now Trunks is the saiyan Prince…what does that make you?"

"The all mighty saiyan king!" he announced. I hung my head. I just had to ask. "These." He put a handful of small tablets on the table. I looked at them curiously until it suddenly hit me what they were. "Where as I may think mating means heir to thrown Bulma says she wants everything to be perfect so…" He had begun muttering this as he walked away. I moved to sit in Trunks lap where I ran my hands across his chest and he began kissing me again. Before long I found that my bra had in fact disappeared and he was kneading bare flesh. I shifted backwards and moved my hands to tug at his pants. He allowed me to take them off followed by my denim shorts and then his boxers as I moved my lips to his obvious…arousal…

"Now you'll find out what I know." I murmured.

"I hope so." He replied. I licked up and down slowly before taking the whole thing and moving faster. When he came he gripped my chest which made me gasp in pain and pleasure before he relaxed again. I licked some drops and was surprised to see his erection had far from left. "I'm a saiyan." He whispered.

"Glad to see you male saiyans are good for something." I said. He led me down and moved to kiss my breasts again. I suddenly gasped as I felt his hand move inside my underwear. He pulled them away slowly and started the torture.

"More than one thing sweetheart. More than one thing." He teased. He darted his fingers in then out to test my reaction. I tensed. He smirked. "Isn't torture fun?" Then he moved back in and waited a while before moving in and out. I started trying to move with him, to stop his teasing but he wouldn't let me. Until finally he let the pace quicken and I found myself gripping to his shoulders. I tensed and gasped. This wasn't a new feeling to me. I may not have slept with anyone and may only be fifteen but I wasn't completely innocent. I'd played the in the cupboard party games before.

When I sighed and relaxed he moved up to kiss me and let me catch my breath. After a few minutes of gentle kisses he moved to sit up again. I guessed what he was intending and moved over to him. I sat on his lap his erection against my stomach as I put my legs around his waist and leant against his chest. He kissed me and lifted my hips until he was slowly sliding inside of me.

"Trunks stop." I said quietly. "Ok." He understood what I meant and drew back before thrusting me down fast. I gasped in shock. He stayed still. I let the pain subside and then nodded. He began to move me and him and before long we were both gliding and thrusting. I screamed and fell against him and with a few more thrust he released and then he too relaxed. He hugged me to him, still inside of me.

"Wow." He commented. "I finally got you." I hit him on the arm.

"Trunks?" I murmured.

"Uh-huh?" he replied.

"Can we do that again tomorrow?" I asked. He chuckled.

"If you can handle it." He smirked.

Author's Notes: Well, there we go. Lemon. Not a very good on because I'm rubbish at writing them but never mind. More on the way. Comments on the lemon. Reviews. Please.