Shapner caught up to me after school as Trunks spoke quickly to Marron before coming back to me to walk home. I thought I had made it clear to Sharpner that I didn't like him nor would I help him in his self absorbed plan to get back at Trunks, but as soon as the bell had rung to get out of 5th he had decided to start all over again.
"Please, babe, I don't like asking more than once, but I know he likes you. Hun, we could get him bad and have a little fun while we're at it…if you know what I mean." Sharpner went on.
I was finally sick of the warring of Trunks and Sharpner. "I don't know what you mean," I played innocent and dumb, after today who didn't know what he meant; "Besides I have no reason to double cross Trunks."
"Oh, baby, you will, and when you do come to me honey. Then we'll have a little bit of fun, but it would be much better if you just didn't get hurt in the first place." I want first dibs.
"No what you mean is your sick of getting Trunks's leftovers." I said without thinking his thought had come to me so easy, and I couldn't resist having something to throw back at him. He was so annoying. "Besides your 3rd … wait now your 4th. That's not even close to me 'Hun'." I said regaining my cool. It was better I play a long and all he wanted was a chase and I'd be more than willing to give him one. I wasn't interested, but if Trunks did go against me I had a back up… a weak one, but a back up none-the-less.
I moved a head dodging Sharpner's attempt at starting the conversation up again.
"Wait." Trunks called after me.
I slowed, turning to face him, putting the bushed behind me and no way for Sharpener to enter a conversation with me, unless he wanted to fight it out because Trunks would know immediately from the postures that I didn't want to talk to Shapner at all, much less here.
"Can I walk with you?" He asked now standing beside me. Stupid ass hole doesn't even think of laying off just one for the under dog… I'm not the underdog no girl can resist my 'charms'. I heard from Sharpner behind me and smiled, he was a complete loser after all.
"I believe we're going to the same place are we not?" I answered back looking down to me feet avoiding contact with his beautiful, blue eyes.
He smiled and looked down to his watch. As his smile diminished he muttered under his breath, "Damn!"
I wondered what was wrong and my mind went blank causing me to freeze. Trunks stopped immediately noticing the difference in stride.
"We missed the ferry." I whispered to my feet, as I started walking again.
"Your right," Trunks exclaimed shocked, "How?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have a watch and you don't even know when it leaves if you had one."
"I just know." I said, I thought I had told him about the thoughts that came to me, but apparently his memory was even worse than mine. I set my things down; we had a good few hours before the next ferry came.
" I know another way to get home." Trunks whispered delicately in my ear as he sat down beside me.
"Alright." I said eyeing him curiously.
"Follow me." He whispered back.
Trunks lead me to the bank of the lake and took my hand. "Do you trust me?" He asked gently
"Enough." I answered sweetly.
He took my other hand and pushed his energy out below him causing him to rise, slowly taking me with him. I don't know how to describe it, but it just clicked. My mind went on instant recall. I knew how to do that. As I looked over the details in my mind, Trunks pulled me up to his waist and started to 'fly' over the lake to the island somewhere near the center, where he lives.
From here we could see it like a drawing of a forest with a waterfall on the side and everything. The hills ran with a green glow the aura of a fantasy filled my eyes. This was a happiness cause by beauty… or was it the feeling of Trunks's arms around me. I knew somewhere I had a crush on him. He was strong, handsome, and a complete risk. What girl wouldn't like him, really!
We made it about half way home when I told him to stop.
"Drop me." I told him.
He looked at me startled "There's sharks out here."
"So be it." I answered back still insistent.
"No, I'm supposed to keep you safe."
"Right," I sighed.
He started moving again and I turned over in his arms and started to kiss his neck, teasingly tonguing his neck as I felt his erection on my hips. I was almost myself lost in my trick. I knew if I could distract him from his duty to protect me I could try it myself, but I fell into a wish for him, but I could not and would not let it distract me.
I felt him quiver in his desire and knew he was completely distracted. I twisted out of his arms and fell towards the water.
The best way to see if you can swim is to jump into the deep end. Echoed in the immensity of my mind.
I pushed my energy as Trunks had and water splashed against my feet and up to my ankles. I began to rise away from the water and into the air, like a bird free of weight, free of burden.
By the time Trunks had control of himself I was next to him… in midair.
"Why did you…?" Trunks started then looked down to the water and then up at me, "How did you…?"
" I just did." Was my only answer because no other answer presented its self to me.
"How fast can you go?" I asked him.
His puzzled expression made me smile as he tried, hard, to come up with the right words to say.
In my mind for the fifth time today a thought crossed my mind that I knew wasn't mine. I thought she'd be frightened by me flying. Now I'm acting like the silly girls do when I fly. Get a hold of yourself. She's already caught you off guard 5 times today.
"Are you okay Trunks?" I asked calmly from above him.
"Yah," he assured me.
"Then lets go."
"Right." From there we headed home in peace. Once we got close to the island Trunks had us lower down incase some one was out to see us and get frightened by our 'unusual' behavior.
Trunks lead me through the back yard gate covered in moss. The back yard was well kept, in the center toward the left hand corner was a large ball like pod. Trunks lead us onto the patio and to a sliding panel door leading us into the dinning room with a bar looking into the kitchen. Bulma was working on lunch and turned to us as she heard the siding door open.
"I was making lunch, but Gohan told me you don't eat." She looked at me awkward, somewhat looking for conformation.
"Yah, I just don't get hungry. Gohan found that weird…too. I guess." I was uneasy talking to Bulma. She seemed so nice, but I still couldn't help being wary of her even after she had been so kind against her husband's wishes.
"Okay, you can put your school stuff there and take this out to Vegeta he's in the back yard training." Bulma said handing me a glass with yellow liquid on a tray with a sandwich and crackers.
"Alright." I answered as I walked back out the siding door to the pod in the middle of the yard were I knew I'd find Vegeta.