Author's Notes: I'm back! And bring more DBZ goodness! Hey guys out there I'm in the middle of reading another great DBZ fic called. "Is this a Dream? 785897 by D.Angel" It's in my favourite stories list for those of you out there that want to read it. Plus there's a sequel to that too which is up already. And thanks to Thomas Drovin for recommending it to me.

Disclaimer: I unfortunately for me do not own Dragonball z or anything in it….shame really…aw well….

Life Ain't No Fairytale, Home Ain't No Place

Chapter 9: A Way to be

"Close your eyes." Trunks said softly in my ear, as we walked towards the closed door. I let my eyes fall closed and allowed him to guide me into the room just inside the door. "OK now open."

I held my breath as I admired my new room…..or should I say our new room. The walls were white and the curtains and carpet wine red. The wooden furnishings were a dark brown colour and the bed sheets were also a red wine colour with white and gold trimmings. It felt sexy and romantic but so calm and light.

"It's perfect." I said

"Mom said you'd love it." He said. "to be honest…I didn't really care what it was like as long as it wasn't pink…but she insisted you'd love it this way." He leant behind me to hug my shoulders.

"said the boy with lilac hair." I murmured.

"Am I interrupting?" a voice asked from behind us. Bulma.

"No." Trunks said.

"Oh Bulma thank you I love it!" I squealed running to hug her.

"You're welcome. I knew you'd love it." She said. "I was going for romantic but not dark like a cheap porno or a bachelors….well you get the point."

"It's perfect." I sighed.

"Opps I forgot why I came up here!" Bulma gasped. "Dinner will be ready in half an hour."

"Thanks mom." Trunks called to his mother as she headed back downstairs. So this was home…..

"By the way." Trunks said. "Dinner tonight is kind of….formal." I pulled a perplexed face. "It's a welcome home thing."

"But I get to dress up pretty?" I asked, eyes gleaming. He nodded. I started jumping up and down excited. "Ah! I don't have a dress! Oh dear! Oh no! We have to go shopping! Wait no time! Um………."

Trunks shook his head at my distraught look and opened the wardrobe. On one side were all of Trunks' clothes and on the other a single item of clothing.

"Marron picked this out for you." He said. I relaxed…then clapped and giggled and pushed Trunks out of the room so I could get ready. So who exactly was at this dinner?...Everyone?...I hung my head and then pulled a lopsided smile (think Goku scratching head face) knowing Bulma everyone was there.

Everyone was there. I met Trunks on the landing. He wore black jeans and a white shirt. I leaned forward and undid the first two buttons and grinned up at him.

"You look sexy now." I grinned. I caught a glance of us in the mirror on the landing as we walked past. I had become a new me over the past two years. I had lost my "extra" weight. And although I weighed the same I had toned up the body fat to muscle. But the year away from proper training showed as I had started to fill out again but still I was a lot thinner than I was two years ago. That was a bonus. My white pasty skin had been tanned from training in all weathers and although I wasn't as brown as last year the summer had began to take it's toll. My boobs had sank since two years ago. Which bugged me but apparently when my body recognises the training as part of everyday life they'll begin to fill out again. (stupid hormones thing). I liked the look of who I'd become and it felt good too.

My hair was up in a high pony that reached my waist. The dress Marron had picked out was slinky and black. It had shoulder straps and a moderate v-neckline and reached just below the knee. The best feature however was the two long slits up to mid thigh that made the dress so movable! Throw in a pair of flat black sandals and some simple silver jewellery and perfect!

Trunks led the way outside. There was a huge table and yes everyone was there. All in formal attire….even VEGETA AND PICCOLO! Piccolo looked very amusing in formal black trouser and black shirt and jacket. Just not natural. Vegeta looked very pissed to be in a suit and itching to get out of it. I smiled goofily and waved at them. I sat next to Goten who had stolen me for a catch up.

"Now Goten why can't you get a nice girl like Jesse?" Chichi asked.

"I think she's Trunks' mom." Goten replied.

"You know what I mean." She tutted. "You need a girlfriend dear."

"But you and Marron-" I started.

"Um!...Jesse…..what do you think of the wine?" Goten interrupted.

"I don't know." I replied, gritting my teeth. "I have lemonade. You have wine."

"Oh silly me." He said.

"Marron and my Goten!" Chichi exclaimed. "This is huge news!"

"No mom it's really not." Goten hushed her. "Thanks Jesse."

"Well next time you decide to hide your girlfriend from everyone for a year and forget to mention to me that it's a secret I'll remember it's all my fault." I said glaring at him.

Meanwhile a hand reached over and took a forkful of meat from my plate. I glared at Vegeta who smirked and ate it.

"Vegeta" I hissed.

"You weren't eating it." He shrugged. I threw my fork at him and he caught it. Just as he did with the following knife, glass, spoon and sausage. He did not however catch the tomato which splattered on his arm. This successfully annoyed him.

We both stood and took to the air locking into a one on one fist fight above the table. All over food…. The slits in the dress came in really handy as Vegeta received a foot in the back of his head.

My foot was promptly grabbed and used to throw me down back towards the ground. I stopped myself before I got there and the fist fight resumed, with a few insults in the heat of the moment. Or just for fun really.

"You're out of practise woman." Vegeta smirked. This earned him a harder hit breaking his guard and landing in contact with his jaw.

"Only a little." I replied. The fist and feet continued once again. Vegeta growled in frustration.

"Losing?" I asked.

"No" he snapped. "This damn shirt is bothering me."

"Sure blame the shirt." I said. "I'm in a dress!" He ripped the shirt ogg and tossed it's remains away. "You can rip the dress off." He smirked. "I'm sure no one would mind the view."

"And distract you? Nah." I replied.

"VEGETA!" Bulma roared from below us. Vegeta was being slowly dragged back down to the ground by Bulma, who was stood on the table and clutching his foot, showing an almost saiyan like strength in her. "How dare you ruin a brand new shirt!"

We put the feud on hold and returned to the ground to join everyone else. Goku, Gohan and Goten were still eating.

"I've heard of after dinner entertainment but-" Yamcha chuckled.

"You do know no one finds you funny, right?" Eighteen said bluntly. Yamcha's head hung. Everyone laughed and "normalcy" was returned.

Before I knew it we were saying goodbye to people. Just as the Son family were making their exit we all felt a sudden rush and unfamiliar ki. Our heads span around in the direction of the power. Seconds later a figure appeared. A warrior, sort of he-man looking stood before us. He was alone so apparently not here to fight but here to find and perhaps test the water. Well first there was me and then me, trunks and Goten and now we had Goku, Goten, Gohan, Videl, Chichi, Vegeta, Krillin, Marron and Eighteen. Well that was who was left here anyhow. I mean some of us were stronger than others but still I doubt the bad guys had expected this many rivals.

Well before anyone could ask questions or say a thing Vegeta was on the case.

"The dragonballs were destroyed you idiot! So go away!" he yelled blasting the guy so that his arm no longer existed. The warrior disappeared without another word.

"So they did follow you." Goku said.

"Trouble certainly clings to you lot like a magnet huh?" Bulma said.

"Because of the power level." Goku said, shrugging. "But I'm sure they'll be back to find out more."

"But surely with no dragonballs they haven't anything to fight for." Chichi said.

"We'll see." Goku said, patting his wife on the shoulder. She promptly went starry eyed and clung to the arm like only a woman could.

I sighed and leant against the doorframe. We said our goodbyes and now it was bedtime.

I smirked at the thought of Trunks and I, in our own room. Well if I was to start training then exercise is training. And it was good exercise right? Thus I'm training really. Trying to convince myself that having sex was going to benefit the planet…..it wasn't really that convincing put like that.

Anyway…..my handsome fella awaits.

I headed upstairs and found the bedroom empty. So I headed for the en suite. Trunks led in the bath eyes closed, totally relaxed.

"Are you going to join me or just watch?" Trunks asked. It was then I remember he could sense my ki around the house and knew I was there the whole time. I let my dress fall to the ground and removed my underwear and jewellery. I climbed into the bath and crawled forward. I led sprawled across his chest, snugly in his arms. My Trunks….

I felt warm and wanted. I felt home. As if home wasn't a building or place but a moment, memory or feeling. That warm safe feeling you get when you hug someone. I wanted to keep that feeling forever.

Author's Notes: Well chapter 9…..hehe I love this story! It's important to love your own fics it makes the enthusiasm show in the work. I hope you like so far and will leave a review with comments and questions! Be back soon guys!