A rose by any other name
Author's note: Some of the verses may not be complete from the play... they were too long so I shortened them. ^_^
Ryanna: 18, Trunks: 18, Kankton: 17 almost 18, Pan: 17, almost 18, Goten: 18
Chapter 11: Heated bliss
The play had gone by fast and the cast was on the last scene where Ryanna and Trunks would have their final kiss.
Goten
Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too?
And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour
Is guilty of this lamentable chance!
The lady stirs.
JULIET wakes
Ryanna
O comfortable friar! where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be,
And there I am. Where is my Romeo?
Noise within
Goten
I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest
Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep:
A greater power than we can contradict
Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away.
Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead;
And Paris too. Come, I'll dispose of thee
Among a sisterhood of holy nuns:
Stay not to question, for the watch is coming;
Come, go, good Juliet,
Noise again
I dare no longer stay.
Ryanna looked to Trunks' body. The make-up director did a real nice job to make him look nice and pale for the death affect. She probably would have believed him to be really dead if she hadn't known it was part of the play. She got up from the tomb and held Trunks' head with what seemed to be fake tears in her eyes.
Ryanna
Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.
Exit Goten
What's here? a cup, closed in my true love's hand?
Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:
O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop
To help me after? I will kiss thy lips;
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
To make die with a restorative.
Ryanna stayed brief but notice that Trunks kissed back slightly. When she let go she placed her fingers on his lips then traced them
Thy lips are warm.
First Watchman
[Within] Lead, boy: which way?
Ryanna
Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!
Snatching Trunks' dagger
This is thy sheath;
Stabs herself
there rust, and let me die.
Falls on Trunks' body, and dies
The curtain fell and the audience applauds with some of them in tears. The curtain reopens and the whole cast bows for the audience. Everyone stood and gave applause. Some whistled and gave praises to certain people; Trunks and Ryanna mostly considering the were the leads. Julie frowned as usual and bowed with her hands enlaced with Brandon and Josh.
Pan looked to Ryanna who smiled at her. Pan held hands with Kankton and Josh. She couldn't have been happier. Trunks gripped Ryanna's hand a little tighter. "Hey you did well." "Thank... wait... did you kiss me back?" Trunks blushed slightly and nodded. Ryanna smirked. "It was nice." Trunks grinned and shook his head as they bowed one last time.
Like she had promised she had let Trunks walk her from the play. However Ryanna decided not to go home right away. "Let's celebrate Trunks. Let's go have ice cream or something to congratulate our job well done." "I couldn't agree with you more. However... it's 9:30, all the ice cream places are closed." Ryanna pouted but then smirked. "Isn't there any other place we could go for ice cream?" Trunks smirked back. "There's always my house. My dad buys every ice cream flavor you can think of." "Sounds like a plan to me, let's do it!"
After walking about a mile the two finally reached Capsule Corp. "Hold up one minute! You live here?" Trunks smirked "Yep, I'm Bulma Briefs' son." "HOLY SHIT!!!" Trunks laughed at Ryanna's shocked expression. Entering the mansion Ryanna was in awe of all the high tech gadgets and gizmos there were. "Man this place is cool!" "I'm glad you like it." Trunks entered the kitchen and saw a note on the fridge;
Dear Trunks,
Dad and I went to see Krillen and Eighteen for the night. We'll be back late afternoon tomorrow. Good luck tonight!
Your darling sister,
Bra.
Trunks let out a humph. "I guess it'll be just us. My sister and father went to see some friends out of town." Ryanna nodded. She looked around the area while Trunks got the ice cream. Alone... in a house.... with a boy... no a man? Not a good combo if you were afraid to loose your virginity anytime fast. Ryanna though was well prepared for it. She let out a sigh and turned her head back to Trunks. Looking into his eyes she gave him a small smile. "Just us eh?"
Trunks chuckled. "Yeah, remarkable isn't it?" He gave her a smirk. She smirked back and turned from him swaying her hips as she walked into the living room. Trunks licked his now chapped lips. For some unknown reason... he was nervous. "Well are you gonna show me your room or am I going to have to find it on my own?" Trunks shook his head. That did not sound right. Ryanna cocked an eyebrow in a teasing manner. Trunks smirked and led her upstairs to his room.
"It's nothing major, but I like it." Ryanna looked around. For a guy he was pretty tidy. Only a few pieces of clothing were on the floor. His bedding was a royal blue and was neatly made. The carpet was also blue but a lighter shade. He had a drawer with a vanity mirror on it, a work desk with his computer on it, and a wide screen TV in front of his bed. "Cool!" Ryanna hopped on his bed and spread out her arms and legs. "Ooh comfy!" Trunks chuckled then joined her on the bed. He laid on his stomach and smiled down at her. "I take it you are comfortable?" Ryanna grinned. "Yeah... it's so much comfier and roomier than my bed."
Trunks leaned down towards her face, with a small smirk planted on his lips. "Who said I was talking about the bed?" Ryanna looked at him seriously. As he came closer Ryanna placed her arms around his neck and closed the space between them. It was a much more heated and passionate kiss then what they had experienced in the play. This one was full of meaning, and hotness, and lust. Trunks' hands teased the hem of her shirt. He flipped it up slightly and let his hands massage Ryanna's stomach.
Ryanna gave small shudder and brought her hands down to his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt and let her hands roam his burly chest. Trunks stopped slightly and looked into Ryanna's eyes. Ryanna sighed and answered his silent question with a kiss. "Don't let me go, Trunks," she whispered into his ear. Trunks nodded and lifted her shirt above her head. "I don't plan to."
Cliffhanger! Sorry but it was getting too long! DON'T KILL ME!!! R&R.
