Chapter 5: Feelings for the Enemy

::::This chapter is from Trunk's point of view. Hope you like it. Please R&R::::

So I pressed her body up against mine in a possessive manner. I was initially afraid that her small frame would snap in two but then I remember, she is an all-powerful deadly android designed to eradicate Earth's forces. I pressed her so hard into me that her large supple breast was crammed into my chest. Her mouth was so warm and sweet, which encouraged me to continue exploring her moist depths.

My left hand reached down and secured her firm rear-end and gave it a firm squeeze. My arousal increased ten folds when my actions elicited a moan from her. Every neuron in my brain was telling me that this is wrong, but my body was dancing to its own tune; her tune to be exact. I opened my eyes to make sure that this is real. That I was not in a coma from my last fight with Seventeen. I looked at her angelic face with her eye closed. She was completely at peace.

It's amazing that a woman that is so evil can also look like an angel. I can only wonder what love making with her could be like. She don't look like the type to be willingly submissive.

There only one way to find out.

I broke away the kiss with resulted in a moan of protest from her. I then scooped her up in my arms ready to claim my prize. At that exact moment, the hydraulic steel door to the lab opened up.

"SHIT. He's back." She said in a loud whisper. I quickly sat her back on her feet and she began pushing me towards a room. "You need to hide in here for now. If he sees you, he'll kill you." She shoved me in with great force and locked the door behind me. The room she shove me in is dark, due to the lights being off. I couldn't accurately make out anything inside the room; and turning on the lights would be ill-advised. Sometimes I curse the gods for giving saiyans all these incredible powers, except night vision capabilities.

So here I am, in quite a predicament. I'm inside the hideout of two murderous war machines. One of whom would kill me on sight. The other may possibly in some screwed up reality have feeling for me. Situations like these are best left to the soap operas my mother likes to watch.

The room is pitched black and the only thing I could make out was the door frame, due to the light coming from the other side. I walked towards the door and stood to the right of it. That way if someone walks in, I'll be on the opposite side of their path.

I stood next to the door, waiting for the coast to be clear so I can sneak out of here. I dropped my power levels to a level of normal earthling. I assume that the androids cannot sense power levels but I don't want to take that chance. Also, I don't want Gohan to come looking for me which would lead to a showdown with the androids. It was then I heard the muffled conversation on the other side of the door between a man and a woman. I tried to make out the conversation the best I could.

"Where did you go?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"No reason in particular. You were gone for quite a while, I was just wondering?"

"Well sis, if you must know, even androids have needs."

"Yeah, I can smell fear and sex on you. You need to go shower cause you reek."

"Yeah whatever….Why (sniff) am I smelling (sniff) that purple haired freak?"

I inhaled sharply and held my breath. The jig might be up and that crazy machine is going to come in here and murder me. Then I heard Eighteen laughed nervously.

"Ha ha ha. You're just smelling things."

"No, I really smell him. Like he was here or something."

"Impossible! They don't know where we live. Plus why would they risk a confrontation with us that could get themselves killed."

"Would stop them from trying. Saiyans are pretty dumb. Maybe they want to set a trap for us. Or may they want to sabotage our equipment….."

"…or maybe it was his girlfriend you screwed, and she still had his scent all over her."

"Ohhh yeah. Maybe….didn't think of that. Oh well."

I heard the evil cyborg walked in the next room until his footsteps fade. After about five minutes, the shower turned on.

Suddenly the door creaked open.

"Trunks." Eighteen said in a loud whisper. "Let's go before he comes back."

I followed Eighteen towards the door in a hastily manner. She punched in the code for the hydraulic door. I stood there impatiently as the door slowly opened.

When the door opened fully, I quickly walked out of the android lair with Eighteen on my heels. I was about to leap into the air but then I felt an arm grabbing mine. I turned and made eye contact with Eighteen. She grabbed the back of my neck and moved in to steal a kiss.

It felt like the kiss lasted forever but for a brief minute, I didn't care that I was dancing with the devil.

She finally broke the kiss with stars in her eyes and she shoved me by the shoulders in an attempt to get me to leave before her psycho brother knows I was there. I leaped into the sky and flew away feeling relieved.

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"What the hell am I thinking?" I stood up in my room, fist clenched as if preparing for battle. Why does she make me feel like this? She is the enemy. I should be training to destroy her. Not making out with her. I paced back and forth in my room very conflicted.

"What if Gohan finds out…What if my mother finds out. Hey mom, I have feeling for the person that killed father."

I can still taste her cherry lips and feel her firm buttocks. Feeling her plump breast on my chest makes me want to.…..

"AHHHH." I fell to my knees and grabbed my head as if in pain. My thoughts are driving me crazy. I want to see her again. I want to taste her again. Watch as she writhe underneath my menstruations.

Shit…I need a cold shower. So I took off my dirty clothes and jumped into the shower.

So here is stand as the cold water beat down on my shoulders, very conflicted. I really wish I could get these thoughts out of my head.

On the other hand, I really would like to explore Eighteen's body. Sink within her warm depths. But our relationship would be unhealthy. She is the enemy. She wants to kill me and my fellow earthlings.

But she is so soft.

I always thought that androids were hard robotic constructs. Maybe she was bio-engineered. So that means she has flesh and blood right? A heartbeat?

"Ummm…..I wonder."

I hopped out of the shower feeling a bit refreshed. I threw on a black shorts and a purple tank-top. I plopped down on my couch and reached for the remote. I turned on the TV trying to distract myself from my thoughts.

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It felt like an hour had passed and I was still channel surfing trying to find something to watch. I started watching an old martial arts tournament but it got old really quick. I started watching a romance movie but it was corny and it just reminded me of her. I finally gave up and turned off the TV.

I walked out of my room and headed to Gohan's room. He was looking much better than yesterday.

"Hey Gohan?" Gohan was sitting in his bed reading a magazine.

"What's up Trunks?"

I guess Gohan saw the look on my face. I walked over and sat on the chair next to his bed

"Oh nothing, just bored that's all. How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling much better. We should be able start training tomorrow."

"Oh okay. Well that's good to know." I said as I looked down at the floor.

"But I don't think you came in here to see how I was doing…?" Gohan said while looking straight at me. I could see from the corner of my eyes that he was determined to know what's bothering me.

"Well…I don't know. I was just wondering….." I struggled to find the right words.

"What's on your mind?" I contemplated telling him everything, but there was no way. Gohan would kill me himself. The androids killed his father Goku and his mentor Piccolo. There's no way he would understand me consorting with the enemy. I have to frame it in a way that would draw suspicion away from the real issue.

"Well…..What if someone is doing something….that their family wouldn't approve of. Something that could hurt their family. But they….."

"…they feel it in their heart and bones that it was right. What should they do?"

Gohan sat up in his bed unable to answer at first. He moved closer to me and grabbed my shoulder with his left hand.

"Well, first I would say that that person must be prepared to deal with the consequences of their actions and be prepared to live with the guilt." I looked up at Gohan. He sound like he's wise beyond his years, even though he's only 6 years older than me.

I guess fighting for your life forces you to grow up.

"Okay." It was the only thing I could say. Am I prepared to deal with being discovered by Gohan or my mom about me and Eighteen's extracurricular activities?

"Is there something else Trunks? Are you in trouble?"

"OH NO..NO..NO…NO…NO." I said while frantically shaking my head side to side. I think my reaction only convinced him even more.

"Okay. Just follow your heart. We were all young once. Youthful indiscretions are fairly common. Just don't get to the point of no return." Gohan smiled at me. I jumped to my feet with a big grin on my face.

"Thanks Gohan." I bolted towards the door, knowing what I must do.

"Hey Trunks. Be careful." Gohan said and winked at me. I wasn't sure what that meant but I didn't care. I threw on my boots and ran outside. I then blasted off into the air heading in a familiar direction.