The nights had grown much colder and Bulma was alone, once again in the big empty house. It was times like this that she hated having such a big place to live, though when everyone is back it would be most worth it. She sighed, "Oh please hurry back you two, and please bring them back to me." She shut her azure eyes as a small tear rolled out. Bulma leaned back into her chair as she gazed back up at the empty moonless sky.

Her thoughts world around everyone's return, Vegeta's in particular. It dawned on her that the others might feel a bit left out, her first and foremost wish was for Vegeta, a man that had been less than giving and far less then loving to the Earth. She was being selfish wishing a 'monster' back before the rest of the Z fighters. But he was no monster, not to her and truly he had given his all for the Earth. He was dead wasn't he? "Please forgive me guys." She whispered to the wind as it wiped is cold tendrils all around her. Bulma rose from her seated position as she shuffled to her bed, to drift off to sleep and to hopefully once again dream of him.

Miki clung to the chair in the ship, she had never done this before, never been off Earth. Trunks laughed a hardy laugh at this beautiful thing fearing her life irrationally. Trunks swiftly wrapped his arms around the frightened woman. Her eyes softened as she felt his warmth. "Why are you scared? I'll never let anything happen to you." He spoke softly as he kissed the top of her head.

"Trunks." Miki whispered reciprocating his arms, she snuggled her head into his hard chest, feeling his breathing slowly calming her. "What changed?" she shifted in his arms.

"What do you mean?" Trunks looked down at the chestnut eyed woman.

"When I met you, you seemed to hate your power hate what it meant for you. But now…you seem to…" she was stopped.

"I have something to fight for that knows I'm fighting for it." He smiled back down to her. "You see, before I felt obligated to save the Earth, who else would? Who else could? But now you see I have a reason to save it, without Earth there is no Miki."

Miki smiled. "Thank you Trunks." She stood up on the chair kissing her prince passionately on the lips."You know, we have a long trip a head of us. I know a great way to kill time." Her chestnut eyes gleaming anticipating at the sapphire orbs peering back at her.

Trunks looked at her, waiting for her to remove her clothing, not saying a word. He watched her every move how her hands slid up her own shirt undoing her bra flinging it to the side as her luxuries breast bounced. Nodding she indicated it was his turn to remove something. Trunks fallowed her lead removing his jacket laying it on the floor beside him. Miki tugged on her pants letting the button to undo and slide down her legs. Her pink lacey boy shorts became visible; Trunks licked his lips knowing what awaited him just behind the thin layer of fabric. A smirk grew on Miki's face as the lavender haired man slowly raised his shirt over his head revealing his strong perfect chest, his tough abs and the shoulders that went on for forever. Quickly Miki returned the favor, her top disappearing in the distance of the room, her bare breast perked at the sight of his member budding from his pants. Trunks took a step forward, fighting the urge to throw her to the floor and take her.

"Your turn." Miki seductively spoke taking a step closer to this man before her.

Trunks loosened his pants as they too fell to the floor revealing the prize Saiyan jewels and the hard guardian of her dreams. She knew he had a tendency to go commando. This left only one article to be had. Trunks stepped closer, "Let me." He smokely commanded as he blinked and her frilly bottoms disappear into dust on the floor. Miki was shocked he had never done that before. Her hips swayed as she walked up to the young man his member throbbing as though it had a thirst that could not be quenched. She ran her hands up his abs onto his chiseled chest gracefully wrapping around his neck interlocking her fingers to insure to not be separated.

Trunks stood still only for a moment feeling memorizing the feel of her body on his. His throbbing self pressing forcefully on her abdomen, drooling. "Take me, Prince Trunks." The words had hardly left her month when she found herself plastered against the large glass wall that let in a 360 view of space. The stars zoomed by, only adding to the gratification.

Miki's breast bounced as Trunks lifted her into the air, securing her body to the glass with his hips, his member resting nicely on her inner thigh. He plunged two fingers inside of her as she moaned in glorious pain. They tickled the inside of her being, ensuring she was good and ready. In and out he moved them at a pace far faster than any normal man could do. They wiggled inside of her making her jerk and arch her back begging for the finally. Though he stopped any time she got close.

He removed his fingers licking them to taste her passion. Before Miki knew it he was inside of her. He felt bigger than ever as Trunks moaned in glory of his find; the cavern of life. Her legs wrapped round his strong sturdy torso her arms sill locked around his neck kept her braced as he plowed her garden. In and out. Throbbing forcing his way deep in to her. He pulled all the way out only to slam her once again. They screamed each other's names as he thrust inside of her.

The next thing Miki knew she was now facing the glass; her face, her perfect breast touching the cold glass, Trunks had a hold of her left breast while his right hand held her hip. He tricked her nipple coxing it to rise even further and harder. Trunks bit down on her right shoulder leaving Miki to only scream.

This was his sign the sign he couldn't hold back any longer, and neither could Miki. The knowledge that he was cuming, that his soul was being spilled inside her only made it better. Her walls clasp down hard on his member as his hot fuel kept coming he kept thrusting harder and harder until she couldn't bare him anymore. One last scream found her collapsed in front of him leaking on the bridge, blood dribbling down her back. Trunks collapsed behind her, still hard still ready for round two. Miki's hot body left her imprint on the glass – it faded slowly.

She rested her head on the cool glass, trying to regain some movement in her body. She found her right leg being pulled straightening her out she once again facing the ceiling, a sweaty mass of muscle hovered over her as he leaned down and kissed her neck, he was boxing her in. His legs keeping hers together his arms keeping hers from moving. His eyes dark and lost; mouth parted slighting as to speak.

"Yes." She said weakly not able to muster much more than that. She had just agreed to another round. She still craved him her body shook violently, the anticipating of his member once again gracing her body with its heat.

Once again she found his hot rode trust inside of her, this time it was different. It wasn't forced with passion but held a longing for validation of her love. He slowly pumped inside of her, truly feeling every ridge and dip she had to offer him. This was home everything felt right every part hit just right. He rocked his hips back and forth as deep as he could. Miki moaned only to be followed by Trunks.

"I..love..you…" he huffed in-between strokes. A small tear rolled down Miki's cheek. She was in love with a man that new just what to say and what to do. She arched her back as she ready for the oncoming climax her body coxing him to do the same. Tightly her walls clenched down unrelenting. He leaned in to suffocate his yell into her neck as she bit down on his bicep that braced beside her head. His hot self left his body, draining him far better than before. She clinched her body tight feeling it spill.

They lay there for what seemed like the night, grasping at air and begging for feeling in their bodies. Miki closed her eyes as she curled up to his chest, Trunks obliged as he too closed his eyes as they drifted off into slumber.

The next morning Miki awoke with a sick feeling in her gut. Still nude from their passion felt love on the floor she ran to the bathroom. Throwing her head into the toilet. She raised her head with tears in her eyes.

***So once again I'm still looking for more input, is Vegeta a virgin/was until Bulma?