OH MY, MY! I have had this on my computer for far too long. Wouldn't you all agree? ^^ Anyway, I'm sorry for the wait. I really hope you like it. Onward!!

"Hello again, my Moon Princess."

Serenity stood silent and stiff.

Not being able to look into those piercing eyes, her eyes scanned her surroundings--anything to distract her from the increasing fear in her heart.

Trunks sighed.

"Come sit by me." His voice hushed and gentle, no catty words or remarks. The tone was so delicate, so beautiful, it danced upon the fine line of demand and request.

Yet, however swayed she was, she couldn't bring herself to move.

He gave a slight smile. He hadn't expected her to do as he asked. Rising, he bridged the gap between them. With her hand in his, he brought her to the proffered space upon his bed.

"I mean you no harm. Please, sit. Talk with me."

"What is there to be said? You stole me from my home! My home which is no more!" Serenity yelled, quickly scurried to her previous position.

"It wasn't my plan to destroy the Moon."

"But you had plans then?"

Again, he sighed.

"I went along with what I was ordered to do. I may be the Prince of Saiyans, but I'm just as much a pawn as you. You had what we wanted." As soon as it left his mouth, he regretted saying 'we'.

"What could we possibly give you? You can't use the crystal, it can only be used by Lunarian royalty!"

"You were my father's answer to the curse of Oozaru."

"A curse well-placed for your ancestor's transgressions!" Serenity interrupted, but Trunks continued.

""We must be strong on our own, and the weak must die"."

"It seems too amazing that a prince couldn't say no to his father's aims." She pinned him with a condescending glare.

"As opposed to not being able to deny your mother's marraige arrangements?" He smirked."It was clear to me you wanted someone more adequate."

"Monsters!" She shifted herself to the far corner of the room. Shrinking in the dim light to a sitting position. "You have no heart."

Trunks stared at the firelight glittering off her radiant tresses. Silent. Thoughtful. A snide remark of her being part 'monster' as well died on his lips. Growing up with his father had taken quite a toll on him.

Abruptly, he strode from the room with no parting words nor glance.

"Good to see you could grace us with your presence, brat." His father greeted.

"Spending time with the woman." A probable excuse, yet also a lie. Chuckles were heard around the table.

"All is forgiven then" Captain Goten intoned.

"The Annesh Alliance has invited the prince to it's kingdom to talk about a treaty." Goku stated.

"We do not ally ourselves with weaklings." Vegeta stated, as would be expected of him.

"Aterius has wanted control of the East for a while. Maybe he's trying to pick off the 'loose ends' before he attacks." Goku continued, humor lining his words, as he looked upon his prince.

"You think I'm weak, General?" Trunks narrowed his eyes, all the while, a smile graced his lips.

"Maybe I do."

"Kakarott, shut up!" Vegeta slammed his fist through the edge of the table.

"Glad to see you're back to normal." Goku joked.

"I found a new stress reliever." He said looking into his general's eyes. Then his focus went back to his offspring. "Trunks, you will go Annesh and listen to that moron's babble in two days. Take whoever you want with you." Trunks shared a look with Goten, to which, the captain nodded.

"Make it quick." Vegeta added. "Don't want the woman to miss you."

Laughter resonated in the room once more, as each man rose to leave.

..."You have no heart"....the words raced through his mind. Miss him?

'Not likely.' He sneered at himself.

He'd left. Gone nearly five minutes. Any captive would attempt to run at such an opportunity. The need, however, never arose. Where would she go? Odds were not likely she'd find herself in Malachei's presence this time around, and her current situation didn't present her with many people to trust. Though safe wasn't the first feeling she felt; fear was becoming so small an ember, she barely felt it flicker.

A small brush of courage.

She stepped into the light of the hall and allowed her eyes to adjust. Serenity looked left then right. From her previous journey, she remembered they had come from the right...

Left. Her feet took her left.

More corridors and dodging of oncoming voices. How did anyone find their way through this place? The Moon surely had the same size fortress, but not once had one gotten lost within its walls. Not unless it was a certain Lunar princess using the palace layout as her excuse for evading her tutors.

Then she came upon it, a lavish door of ivory. No thought of invading the privacy of its inhabitants, she turned the bronze knob to enter. Surprisingly, it opened to a new hall.

Faces, many.

All with a regal bearing.

Kings. Queens. Princes. Princesses.

Many of the men looking very similar, just as the women resembled their female forebears.

Scanning the walls, she saw the end of the row, the eyes that captivated her more than anything stared back at her.

The inscription: Prince Trunks I

Above, the onyx eyes of the reigning king burned through her. King Vegeta CIII

'Amazing.. such a long line.' Serenity remarked, then wondered, 'Why is he not named after his father?'

Staring once again at the proud prince, her eyes strayed to a woman to the right of the king. How had she missed her?

Beautiful. The same eyes she adored looked back at her, gentle and kind. Azure locks framed her angelic face, making the pink of her lips prominent. There was nothing she could find she didn't admire about this woman. The name even stood apart from the other queens on the wall; Queen Bulma.

Idolizing further, Serenity noticed the portrait of the young man near the current king and the man whom she read was the king's father. This one looked like both men only his hair was shorter, and his face had a less gruff demeanor, albeit just slightly. His name was--

"You probably shouldn't be wandering around alone."

Nearly jumping out of her skin, Serenity whipped around to face the newcomer. She hadn't heard anyone open the large door nor come down the hall. Her heart was racing.

"Whoa, hey, it's okay. My name is Goku." The man said, introducing himself.

"I'm Princess Serenity." She bowed. Something drew her to trust him, a gentleness.

"I know." He gave a sorrowful smile."They all look the same don't they?" He turned his attention to the hanging portraits.

"Oh, yes. They do." A small smile graced her lips, and she motioned to the queen's picture. "She's beautiful."

"She was, she really was." It was clear he admired her as well. Perhaps, they had been great friends.

Serenity's contorted into a questioning look at his tone, obviously, he noticed.

"Seven years after Trunks was born, she died of a rare virus that attacks the heart."

"She seems so strong."

"It was stronger." Ruefully, he sighed. The antidote that saved him couldn't save his friend. The silence that ensued was too much for Serenity to endure.

"Do you have a wife, sir?" she asked. Solemnly, he answered.

"She died five years ago."

"I'm so sorry."

"She knew it was going to happen. The disease has plagued her people for hundreds of years."

"Her people? She wasn't a Saiyan?" Serenity felt like she was prying, but couldn't help herself.

"She was an Earthling."

Serenity was stunned. Apparently, she couldn't be rid of that planet no matter how far away she got from it. It held some happiness for him, though...at least, at one time.

"The queen was too." Goku continued. Seeing that Serenity had no more words, he decided to move on. "I should return you to the prince."

He didn't mean for it to sound like she was some useless item he'd borrowed and meant to give back, but the words came out that way. Turning to lead her through the hall, he stopped at the touch of her hand. His breath caught in his throat as her arms embraced him. He relaxed, wrapping his arms around her, as well.

'I finally get to hold you...my daughter.' Smiling to himself, even though he knew she would never know. 'It's better this way.'

Serenity pulled away.

"You are a kind man, Goku. I can see it in your eyes." Serenity smiled up at him, gaining a smile in return. So much she reminded him of her, the Lunar queen.

"Let's go." He gestured to the door.

Trusting his navigation skills throughout the palace, they were at the prince's door in no time. She knew she'd have to get used to seeing it.

"Here we are." Goku could be a bright and bubbly as she was, and it made her smile despite her dramatic change of living. "Goodbye, Princess."

He bowed.

No matter how much she didn't want him to go, she gave him a light curtsey and watched him leave.

She took a deep breath before entering the room. It seemed as if it was a whole new place; with all the lights lit she could take in its grandeur. A fire blazed in the grate.

There was a large split in the wall where the sword had struck the wall.

'Such force...' She marveled at the depth of the fissure.

Not far was a clone of the queen's portrait which hung in the Hall of Royals, as she'd named it. Once again, she couldn't help but stare.

"She was so amazing." Initially, hearing his voice out of nowhere sent a chill through her core. As sudden as it came, it vanished.

"I heard." Serenity saw his confused expression and continued. "A man named Goku told me. I'm sorry."

"She wouldn't have wanted this...for you or your people." He turned away from her. "This never would have happened if..." He felt her warm hand upon his shoulder, and again, he looked at her in confusion. "How can you be so forgiving?"

"I don't know. I suppose I always have been."

Taking her hand from his shoulder, he said, "Come, let me show you to your room."

It was her turn to be confused. Why would she have her own room? Wouldn't he want to keep her where he could be near? Although, he hadn't really done much to stop her from wandering.

The room wasn't far from his own, yet she couldn't fully concentrate. The tingling sensation she felt while her hand was in his was all she could think about.

"You have nothing to worry about. If anything should happen, I'll know." Trunks brushed a strand of hair from her face, and shivers raced across her skin. She watched him slowly leave, thinking she may be safest with him. She entered her new lodging.

The sun was down; night had fallen, and she found herself in the place she begun to feel safest.

That room, his room.

Magic can be quite an amazing tool---if used with good intent.

There he was, as handsome as ever, resting peacefully. Serenity, returning a kindness, moved a stray hair from his face. Feeling that same tingling where her fingertips grazed his skin.

Something akin to madness or longing brought her atop of him; straddling his waist.

"What are you doing ?" He asked, not even opening his eyes.

"Isn't this what you wanted?"

He looked at her now and sighed. Gently, he set her off of him, to the side, and moved toward the edge of the bed.

Did she feel it was a kind of 'obligation' for her to do this? He couldn't ask something like that of her.

Serenity cupped his cheek, turning his face to hers. Trunks saw nothing but love in her eyes. Again and again, she was a mystery to him.

"Why?"

"Because I want to give myself to you."

He rose from the bed, pulling her up with him. She felt so small compared to him. So insignificant.

She placed her hands on his chest.

"Is this your gift to me?" He asked, staring into her eyes.

Serenity nodded.

"Nobody gives something for nothing." He removed her hands from him, but she just smiled.

"Then you've caught me." Laughter glittered in her eyes.

"What do you want?" His eyes narrowed slightly, then widened in surprise when her lips were pressed to his. One would think they'd never been this close before.

"Isn't it obvious, my Saiyan Prince?" She said as she pulled away.

Trunks brushed her blonde hair back from her neck before he leaned down to deeply inhale against her skin. His breath and his touch sent those same shivers up and down her spine. He chuckled lightly.

"There's my little minx."

He removed his black spandex shorts before moving to undo her nightgown. Serenity trembled at the fierce sight of his naked body. Perhaps she should be afraid of what she was about to do, but she wasn't. It couldn't be explained, this just felt right. She didn't want to be with any other man--to become a trophy for them to place on their mantel.

There was an unreasoning need and hunger that only he could bring out of her.

Trunks swept her up in his arms and gently laid her down before he joined her on the bed.

Reaching up, Serenity cupped his face in her hands. He truly was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen. The firelight danced in his eyes as he moved to place himself between her legs. Passionately, she kissed him, telling him she was ready for all of him.

Okay, I'll stop there. Sorry if you wanted some lemony goodness, but I'm not too sure how far you can go on FanFiction, so to be safe....I'll let you use your imagination. Hopefully, somebody will guess who the royal was who didn't get named. Once again, sorry for spelling errors, grammar mistakes, and any OOCness. Please review! :)