A.N. Here's a long one guys. But be forewarned it contains adult content. If you don't like it don't read. Hope those who are of a mind to read, reviews. I personally like this chapter it kind of pulls stuff together and stings the real plot.
Desire
Trunks had been changed into Kimarrien robes in a scarlet color to show his status as a warrior in training. When he was finished with his training he would wear brown and when he took on a pupil he could wear a blue color. The Belaki tended to wear deep red but Trunks wasn't sure if anything was really required of her. The king wore a deep purple and black mix robes that went well with his dark blue almost black skin.
Master Ki had gotten a spot up close to the stage if you could call it a stage it was more like the grass was covered in sand and made about 6 inches higher then the ground around it. Trunks looked around for the Belaki but found instead the King coming up behind him.
"She should be coming along soon boy." The King said joyfully. "If she weren't so damned strong or so damn picky in her men I would have had her by now, but she is fine to look at none the less, aye young one." The Kings speech proved to Trunks that his position was more like that of a Monarch than an actual leadership position. He had a funny feeling that the Belaki was in charge of it all.
Soon the whole crowd went silent and the Belaki came out, at least everyone thought it was her. It was form covered from head to toe in a long red sheet but some how she moved with exact precision. Trunks looked around at all the stunned faces.
Then he saw him a gray Ki, the one he had talked to back at the encampment. The Ki looked at Belaki with pure hatred and lust. The sheet was flowing in the wind as the figure slowed and stopped moving. A voice flowed through everyone's mind.
"Pick a number." It said. Trunks was baffled, he had learned how hard it was to talk to one person trying hard to hear you, but the voice spoke to a crowd of some hundreds not even listening like it was nothing.
Trunks used the first number that came into his head; Heshema's favorite number 22. The figure walked around choosing a few people. Trunks was among the numbers pulled up and was able to glance briefly to see who else had been chosen.
Master King Ki was up, as well as the weird gray KI and Trunks' master, Master Ki was up as well.
The figure removed her sheet and revealed a hooded black cape hiding her face and completely covered by another gray cape there just to over lap the hooded one. She walked back and forth around the Ki's she had chosen.
Before stopping at the King and handing him the sheet he instinctually pulled it close to him and breathed deeply in the scent of the only women he had every wanted and couldn't have.
She then moved over to the crowd and pulled up another fellow female Ki and handed her over to Master Ki. As she did the Ki elegance's (Female) energy dropped drastically causing her pass out. Master Ki immediately caught her and pulled her close to revive her using his own energy to balance hers.
She moved on to the blue Ki and stepped close to him for some time before he reached up and pulled the string on her gray cape. He turned and flipped the cape in to the left side of the audience. The Ki then walked with a possessed stride over to Trunks. He stared into Trunks eyes and returned to his position.
She only paused a second before moving on to the next Ki. She put her arms around his neck. He immediately put his hands around her waist and pulled her roughly to him.
She turned from him and pulled Master Ki forward as well as Trunks and 4 other Kis including the blue Ki and the weird gray Ki.
Trunks stood there and suddenly all the Ki's that had not been pulled forward left the stage following King Ki. Trunks supposed she had told them to leave through their minds. She then walked to Trunks and pulled him to the center of her game area and everyone watched him closely
Stay here she told him mentally.
She flew up into the air and Trunks felt the shift as she released all her energy into the air. The other Ki's in the game also sensed something but they had no clue what it was seeing as they stood their ground as Trunks felt her falling from an insane height.
As soon as they saw her boy coming towards the ground they started to move, looking to get under her to catch her. Trunks obeying what he was told; stayed there.
He calculated the fall there was no way the other Ki could help her, they would hit the ground before they stopped the fall. The audience looked to Trunks to save their Princess, after all this was his test.
Trunks took flight surprising a few Ki's who had underestimated him. He flew up to the girl and put his arms around her and fell with her, slowly their fall ever so slightly. No one seemed to realize he was doing such a thing because the Ki's in the area all tried to be in a position to catch them should they not be able to pull out of the fall.
Trunks decided to use this as a little show. He waited until they got very close to the ground and pushed up spinning in an upward direction making sure to flip Belaki so that she was in his arms like a baby, before landing back in the center of the gathering.
She regained her energy and turned over in his arms. Trunks started to put her down, but she leaned in. Trunks' face went into the opening of her hood, shielding them from view. She kissed him gently. For some reason Trunks knew she could be sweeter than that.
Trunks pulled back from Belaki and her forced kiss. He wasn't ready for this to happen, but he wanted it to so bad.
Trunks shook his head trying to remove the thought from his head. He didn't want to think about girls any more not unless he could have his Heshema back.
She moved around the reforming line and waited for order to return. She moved up to the white pure Ki and put her left hand out of her cape and into his hair looking into his eyes. He flinched and dropped his eyes against her movements.
Belaki moved over to the gray Ki her arms went up very slowly and landed on his shoulders and moved seductively up to a position around his neck.
He didn't move a muscle.
She moved her hips close to him and dipped down so her mouth was on the slit of his uniform suit.
Still he didn't move.
She simply sighed and turned to Master Ki. He bowed to her and everyone knew what was about to happen. Trunks watched carefully. She did not return the bow instead she turned her back to him. Master Ki pulled her to him leaving his hands on her waist even though her back was touching his chest.
She placed her hands on her hood and placed it on her shoulders. Master Ki pulled the tie on her cape. It caused a chain reaction in the lacing. The cords loosened revealing her under garment. It was a silk red dress with golden cord lacing it shut down to the waist were it rapt around her tying in a similar fashion up the back the cord trailing up into her braided hair.
On top of this was a see through fabric that made it look like she had an evil aura around her. It was like a beautiful black mist blurring exactly what everyone wanted to see. Master Ki took the hooded cape with him as he walked out of the circle holding all the people still involved in the game.
Belaki turned over to the remaining people and looked each one in the eyes one at a time.
The white Ki left the circle as soon as his eyes met hers.
The gray Ki stood his ground and the Belaki moved on.
The blue Ki also left.
Trunks knew he was going to stay. She looked into his eyes and Trunks got exactly the opposite of what he had been expecting. Instead of her entering his mind or reading his eyes for emotion, she let him read her eyes. Trunks blinked quickly and almost jumped he could have sworn her eyes changed colors.
The gray Ki walked up to her and went to kill her, the look in his eyes was the only warning Trunks needed. Belaki had released him of fear and all restrictions.
Heshema had taught Trunks this in their last days together; it allowed the person to carry out their deepest desire at the moment without a care for the consequences. It would make them stronger but also more stupid. Trunks used his mind to force the Ki into submission. It used all his energy but he managed to do it just in time seeing as the Ki had reached into his pocket and pulled out an old fashioned Kimarrien dagger.
Trunks started to waver as his energy began to refill faster than normal.
Belaki had been in complete control the whole time.
Trunks regained his control and looked at the scene. The circle of the audience hadn't moved an inch. The gray Ki was down on the ground breathing hard, from the force Trunks had exerted on his mind.
Belaki turned toward Trunks and used the same mind trick on him. All of Trunks' thoughts were relieved of fears, of anything that would stop him from running over there and taking her into his arms and kissing her like he had wanted to when she had kissed him under her cape.
Trunks stayed his ground, since Heshema had left he had extended his mind to try and contact her. He had trained hard to try and make her notice his energy signal. All of his training had paid off, his control over his mind allowed him to stay his ground.
All his thoughts returned he had beaten the Belaki at her own game. Trunks knew if she had wanted to she could have broken him easily, the only Question was why hadn't she? Trunks looked around; his eyes met that of King Ki, he looked stunned.
Belaki turned and left the arena, heading toward the castle. Master Ki turned up right behind Trunks.
"I think we need to talk." Master Ki said, startling Trunks by putting his hands on Trunks' shoulders.
"What was that all about?" Trunks asked
"That game is played by letting the dancer do anything she wants to do to get everyone to see one flaw in every player. If everyone shows a flaw she wins. The game takes a lot of mental strength out of the dancer. Belaki can make anyone do anything because her mental strength returns to her the minute it is used. Needless to say she always wins the game." Master Ki explained.
"How many times has she played, master?" Trunks asked.
"Many times, the king has been trying to win since she came here." Master Ki answered. "Trunks," Master Ki started looking down in shame. "There is nothing more I can teach you. I am giving you up as a pupil. Whoever taught you did something I can't add to. Some of the things you did tonight were Kimarrien. I thought it was impossible to teach any one Kimarrien techniques, but someone managed to teach you them so well that you recognize them in other people. I... You... can call me Sjocian (So' Jog' In)." Sjocian bowed his head "I have nothing more to teach you. You are a master beyond what I thought possible."
"So you're turning me over into the guard already?" Trunks questioned half to make sure he had heard him right and half to tell himself.
"Yes, Trunks, unless Belaki herself will take you on as her pupil I have nothing more I can teach you, seeing as you have surpassed me tonight." Sjocian said proudly.
"Well what do I have left to do tonight?" Trunks asked sure that there was a million things seeing how he won the game.
"You need to meet Belaki at the fire. From there she will take you either to a room in the balcony or she'll head back to her sanctuary for the night and start with you tomorrow." Sjocian answered a little unsure of what would happen because Belaki had never lost before.
"Well I guess I better head out then." Trunks said and then turned around remembering one last question he had to ask his old master. "What is Belaki's Name?"
"No one knows, when she was young she forgot it and now what she is named is known only to those who named her. From what I hear she changes what she looks like so often that even they couldn't recognize her."
"Thank you, for all your help. Good-bye Sjocian you were a good master." Trunks said gratefully as he left to go meet Belaki at the bon-fire not too far away at the base of the castle.