Eleventh Chapter!!
Walking to the door of the tent, Trunks pulls it open and you walk inside, curious as to what you will see. In amazement, you behold a furnished kitchen area and sitting room, complete with couch and television. There also appears to be a hallway to your right, leading to more rooms. You glance up at Trunks in surprise and he smiles back. "Pretty cool, huh?" he say, looking down the hall. "There's only one bedroom, though, so I guess we'll have to share." Feeling your stomach lurch strangely, you nod and walk over towards the refrigerator. Before you can open it, however, a realization comes to you. "Uh, Trunks?" you ask hesitantly. "I didn't bring any extra clothes." Trunks shrugs his shoulders. "That's ok. There's some extra clothes in the bedroom. They're, um, my clothes, though. I think they'd fit you, if you don't mind." Nodding, you turn back to the fridge. "That's fine." you tell him, opening the door and glancing around at the various foods. "Any idea what we're having for dinner tonight?" you ask with the casual attitude of a long-time friend. "I'm getting kinda hungry. Trunks lets out a chuckle and walks over to you, looking in the refrigerator. "Me too. I think there's a frozen pizza we could make." After pulling open the freezer door and rooting through the cluttered contents, Trunks eventually pulls out a large pizza cocooned in plastic wrap. Freeing it of the wrapping and sliding it into the oven, Trunks sets a nearby timer to 25 minutes. "That'll be ready soon," he says, looking back at you. "Wanna watch TV or something?" Eyes wandering to the open door, you turn towards it. "No thanks, Trunks. I'm going to go sit by the waterfall." you say, beginning to walk away. "Call me when it's ready, ok?" Trunks nods back slowly, and you make your way back outside. Following the whooshing sound, you walk through the mass of evergreen trees until you reach the waterfall. You walk to the pool's edge and sit down next to it, removing your shoes and rolling up your pant legs before dipping your feet into the water. You sigh in relief and relaxation and the cool water slowly washes about your ankles, directing your gaze to the waterfall once again. The water rushes down powerfully, splashing to the little pond at the bottom and calming around your feet. It's so strong, you think, watching the light blue ribbons of water crash down. So strong, but so gentle. So reassuring. After a few minutes of thought, you hear something behind you and turn around.
Looking to your right, you see Trunks standing a few feet away. "The pizza's ready." he says, pointing back towards the direction of the tent. "It looks good, too. Come get-" he stops, a look of confusion and concern entering his face. "Are you okay?" he asks, looking intently at you. Wondering what he could be talking about, you nod. "I'm fine. Why?" "Uh, your face is all red." he says slowly. "Have you been crying or something?" Confused and embarrassed, you shake your head once again. "No, I've just been sitting here. I'm fine," you say, feeling the odd warmth spreading through your cheeks. Still looking a bit worried, Trunks shrugs. "Ok. Well, the food's ready. C'mon." Nodding, you turn and follow him through the trees back to the campsite. What's wrong with me? you wonder. Walking back inside the tent, you immediately inhale the delicious scent of cheese. Your eyes rest upon the steaming pizza as Trunks runs a knife through it, cutting it into fair-sized pieces. Putting a few pieces on a plate and offering it to you, he grins as you snatch it quickly and plop down on the couch, chewing hungrily. Trunks sits down next to you with a plate of his own, taking a large bite and leaning back, propping his feet up on the coffee table. "You like it?" he says, swallowing. Doing the same, you smile back and nod. "Yeah. Great for frozen food." Glancing over at the microwave clock, you read the time: 9:39 PM. "Wow, it's pretty late." you say, taking another bite. Trunks nods back. "Yeah. That's one of the reasons I wanted you to come out here with me." You furrow your brow, confused. "What?" you ask. Trunks throws you a smile and takes your empty plate. "You'll see," he says, getting up from the sofa and putting the plates into the sink.
Seeing your confused expression out of the corner of his eye, Trunks lets out a laugh. "Calm down, you'll like it" he says, turning back towards you. "I'll be right back." With that, he turns and walks down the hallway. Becoming slightly nervous, you stand up and walk over to the sink, turning on the water and washing a spot of red sauce off of you thumb. A few seconds later, you see Trunks reappear with a dark blue blanket draped over his shoulder. "C'mon," he says, beckoning. "Let's go outside. I want to show you something." Slowly, you turn off the water and follow him through the sitting room and out the front door. Almost immediately, your eyes wander to the sky and you draw in a sharp breath of shock. A large patch of sky can be seen in the center of a cluster of treetops, masses of twinkling stars shining against the darkness. You are astounded by the beauty and number of them, unable to tear your gaze away. "I thought you'd like it." Trunks' voice says a few seconds later. "Come here." Glancing over to the demi-saiyan, you see him laying the blanket over the ground, smoothing out the edges and lying down upon it. "It's really pretty from this angle. Come lay down." Excitedly, you walk quickly over and lay down on the blanket to Trunks' right, about a foot away from him. Staring up at the sky above, you find yourself lost in the glittering silver stars, the surrounding space making them appear a light, crystalline blue. You lay still, entranced by their sparkling, flickering light and the sheer calmness of the moment. The crescent moon can also be seen, it's thick white glow casting a light upon the ground, making the shadows of the trees twist and stretch over the open patches of ground. You feel Trunks nudge your shoulder lightly, but you find it impossible to break away from the gorgeous sight above you, afraid that by looking away you would lose the moment. Apparently Trunks understands your feelings, as he stays silent and leans back away from you, looking back up to the heavens. After what seems like an eternity, you manage to look away and glance to Trunks, who turns towards you and shifts onto his side, smiling softly. "It's-it's awesome." you say in almost a whisper. He nods. "Yeah." You stare at each other for a few, silent moments until Trunks sits up. You watch him in curiosity as he grabs the left sleeve of his denim jacket, removing it and tossing it to the side. Now clothed in only a pair of baggy pants and a tight black muscle shirt, he leans back and puts his hands behind his head, looking back up at the sky. Finding your eyes running over his form, you are about to look away when you hear a sharp, screeching sound.............