Who Do You Love More

Chapter 5: Mommy's Desicion

WANRNING: In further chapters of this story, it might get into Rated R things. (sex etc.) If it does NOT sound that serious, I will leave the rating the way it is now.

A/N: I DON'T own Dragonball GT! YAY! I SAID IT! ' (and please excuse my spelling. I wasn't using MW, so I don't know if I spelled anything correctly. Thankyou!)

A few hours later in the Rodrigez resedence

"Trunks, wait...stop..." Sandra said whiping the sweat off her forehead.

"What? All you've done so far is force my body off yours." Trunks said as he got up from the bed.

"...Well..." Sandra got up from the bed and sighed. She moved her hair out of her face so that she could see the expression on Trunks'. He looked a bit angry. "I can't. I don't want to rush myself into...you know..."

"Yeah. I understand. I mean, this IS the first time in years that we're meeting eachother. Why start now. I mean, we're not even in a relationship yet." Trunks said as he walked towards the bedroom door.

"You're leaving?" Sandra asked as she place a hand on her left shoulder.

"Yeah. I'm done here. All I really wanted to do was apologize. And I have." Trunks finally walked out of Sandra's room.

"..." Speechless, Sandra laid back down on her now messy bed. "Oh well."

Just then, Trunks came rushing back in her room. "I forgot something!" He said. then he laid a kiss on Sandra's cheek.

"W-whaa...what...?" Sandra studered.

"Couldn't leave you without one, now could I." Trunks smiled.

"..."

"Heh. Yeeah, well...I'm just going to go." Trunks opened Sandra's door and ran back downstairs.

Sandra rubbed her kissed cheek and blushed.

---------------------------------------------------

Back at Pan's home...

Pan sighed and took her bandana off. "What a week! I'm so pissed. I'm so..."

Pan looked at the picture that was placed on her mirror drawer. The picture had her Trunks and Goten on it."Trunks...what happened...? Why can't you like me the way you like that...girl...?" Pan then scoffed and shook her head. "Ahhhh! Never mind! I don't really like Trunks anyway! I'm the daughter of Videl! i can get anyone!" Pan then looked down at her feet. "Except..."

Pan then got up and left her room. "Mom! I'm going for a little walk!" She yelled, hoping Videl or Gohan would hear her."Fine, not my fault If they don't know where I am..." Pan walked out.

She went on her way to Trunks' house. Hoping that Sandra would be there so she could knock her brains out. "Hm.Maybe I should apologize. To that blonde, or to Trunks? I didn't really do anything but try to say how I feel."

At that moment, Trunks had appeared a few steps away from Pan. He had just finished walking from Sandra's area, to his own.

"HUH! Trunks! Is that YOU?" Pan yelled running towards him.

"I think so...yeah..." Trunks laughed.

Pan leaned in to give him a big hug, but she stopped. "Whats that smell on you?"

"Uh? Smell...?" Trunks asked.

"You smell like women's perfume. Like starwberry." Pan made a confused look.

Trunks sniffed his shoulders and his chest. "Agh. Um..." he could smell the berry sent. "You see...you know..I just came back from the store...and...some lady, you know...sprayed a sample on me? Heh heh..." Trunks studered.

"But they don't have perfume samples at the neighboorhood store. Only at malls. And you couldn't have gone to either of those places because they're all closed at this time." Pan said.

"Uuuuh..." Trunks tried to think of a lie. he couldn't bare to tell Pan what went on between him and Sandra.

"Oh! I got it! Fan girls!" Pan smiled.

"...Whaaa...?"

"Fan girls! I know you have them! Its always hard for them to resist you, right?" Pan's smile got bigger.

"Um...well..." Trunks frowned, then he looked at Pan's smile and made a weak smile. "Yeah. Fangirls. You got me!"

"Soo...where are you coming from?" Pan asked.

Trunks' eye twitched. "What?"

"Hah hah! Where are you coming from?" Pan laughed.

"Oh! Um! Well...buisness...you know?" Trunks smiled as he scratched the back of his head.

"Oh. I see. So, how's Sandra?" Pan frowned.

"Oooh...um...well she's--, Trunks looked at Pan's frown. Agh! Man! I hate when she makes that look...! "Oh, that old bastard? Heh heh heh! She's...um...I haven't even seen her since! HAHAHAH! Yeah...havem't had a call from her since we were little. I'm glad too! Hah hah hah! (Of course you know he's lying). Just then Trunks' cell phone rang. "Dammnit. WHo the hell is calling me NOW?" Trunks looked at the number. 788-345-8765? Who the he-- Uh oh! It's Sandra. What am I going to do! I can't answer it infront of Pan and have her hate me for the rest of my life. But then I don't want to ignore Sandra and have HER hate me...Crap! I'll ignore it and just go home and call her back! Yeah...

Trunks put his phone back in his coat pocket.

"Who was it?" Pan asked.

"Uhh...Capsule Corp workers. They just don't know how to leave me alone! They're so annoying...(Trunks mumbled) No matter how sexy they may be..."

"What was that?" Pan asked.

"No matter what-- anyways, lets...like...go home? I'll walk you to your house!"

"Yeah..." Pan suspicioulsy stared as they walked around the block, to her house.

--------------------------------------------------

The next day at Sandra's house...

"Mom! I'm off to work!" Sandra said smiling and standing infront of the door. She was wearing her usual uniform that she wears to Capsule Corp. Blue short skirt, with a tux-like blue coat as a top with a white shirt underneath.

Tiffany sighed. " I STILL don't see why you voluntered to go there. You don't even get paid! What kind of job is that? I mean, you have your own clothes line, and your and International model for women magaziens...what more could you want?" Tiffany stopped and looked in her daughters eyes and frowned. "...Its Trunks, Isn't it...?"

"N-no! Of course not! I go there because I never have anything to do in the mornings...so It would be fun to volunteer..." Sandra blushed.

"Riiight...you know, I'm beginning to think this crush you have on Trunks isn't going to work out in this family." Tiffany said as she got up from the couch. She took out her cellphone and began dialing numbers.

"EHH! CRUUSH! You MUST be crazy! Hah! I don't have a crush on him...! And I never will." Sandra's red cheeks turned to normal. She remembered the kiss Trunks gave her before he left. Her cheeks turned even more red and she frowned.. "He's...too much of a jerk anyways..."

"Ok." Tiffany inserted her cellphone into her pocket. "Well, I just called Bulma. Or left a message for her atleast. I told her to keep an eye on you when you go there for "voluntering". I don't want any funny stuff happening between you and Trunks...got it!"

"...You don't trust me enough to let me do things and go places on my own, do you?"

"AGH! Thats not it! Its just...um...I haven't given you "The Talk" yet. And I don't want you to get into a relationship till I do. And also...I DON'T want you getting pregnant at this age!" Tiffany stated.

"PREGNANT! What the hell, mom! Why would I? Have you ever seen or heard me in a bed, with a guy before?"

"Um..." Tiffany remembered last nights "fiasco" with Sandra and Trunks. "Um...no...not at all...but--

"Good! Then discussion over! I hate talking about these kinds of things! Grandpa already told me about it. And I wasn't hoping to hear it again! SO STOP TALKING ABOUT YOU KNOW WHAT!" Sandra yelled.

"Okay! But remember, don't EVER let a guy force you into--

"BLAH BLAH BLAH! I'm NOT listening! YADAYADDAYADDA!" Sandra quickly covered her ears.

Tiffany made a serious look at her daughter. "I mean it. Now that I think about it..."

Sandra put her hands down. "Think about...what...?"

"I-Its nothing! nothing! Go or you'll be late!" Tiffany opened the door and pushed Sandra out. "Have a nice day--bye!"

The door was closed.

Tiffany sat back down on her couch. ...Now that i think about it...leaving them in that room wasn't really the motherly thing to do. I only heard sounds...but...I don't really know what went on. I mean, she COULD have a baby at any time now! Oh god! I guess...I should tell Sandra to stop seeing Trunks for a while? Maybe? But what would I say? How would I say it? And...how do I explain to her why without telling her I was stalking her that whole day?

Hope you liked this chapter! Looking back on my other chapters...I REALLY don't think i make good romance stories ! Oh well, as long as you all like them! R&R!