I heard her voice in the morning and it incorporated itself in my dream. I was far from waking up. I don't even know what time it was. I heard her trying to wake me up. And yet again, someone had came to my home. Not sure who it was this time. I still slept in even still. Being extremely rude to Sharon and my house guest. I hate to say it, but I didn't really care. I was like I was in a twilight sleep. Still awake, yet still having a dream. And I was not ready to give that up just yet.

"Are you going to sleep the whole day away, handsome? It's a beautiful day outside. It rained overnight and the mountains look stunning."

I rolled over on my back. I saw her bent over my lazy form. She smiled at me as my one eye fluttered open. I still wanted nothing to do with today. I just wanted to rest.

"You have a friend here." She still tried to get me out of bed. I was being stubborn.

"I know you're in there." She giggled.

"Who is it?" I murmured.

"Kia-Chi...no...Chiakzu? Something like that?"

"Chiaotzu?"

"Yeah. I remember you mentioning he was your best friend so I let him in. He's just waiting for you to wake up."

I guess I am the talk of the town now that I am with a girl. It's like I'm some sort of once in a lifetime happening and everyone I know has to see it for themselves. It's kind of silly.

I sat up in the bed. It was going to be a slow process. I'm not sure why I was taking my time. Perhaps I was not looking forward to all the questions Chiaotzu had. I haven't seen him in about five years. He wanted to go off and do some training and of his own. To work at his own pace. And I can respect that. It's why I like to be alone training too. To relax and learn new things and realize my limits...and break them.

I finally emerged from the bedroom and poor Chiaotzu was just sitting at the kitchen table. She'd offered him something to drink. She had better host etiquette than I did. Especially now.

"I'm sorry, Chiaotzu. I was so exhausted from yesterday." I really wasn't. I just made an excuse to make him think I was not all that excited to see him. I better be careful what I even think. He is still telepathic. I believe his telepathy was much stronger since I last saw him.

"It's all right, Tien. I should have let you know I was coming. I won't stay long. I just wanted to visit you to see how you're doing."

"Just training. You missed Launch yesterday."

"Yes. I saw her yesterday. She came to see me too. She told me about your girlfriend. She wasn't too happy."

"I'd say she was somewhere between pissed off and livid."

Chiaotzu smiled. "I'm happy for you, Tien. You are a good friend and I was hoping you would find someone."

His comment caught me off guard. Although I know Chiaotzu isn't one to gloat or give a hard time, I'm sure he was curious. During his visit, he wasn't all too curious about us. He just kept the topic about the training he's done and the things he's seen. Bringing up the time we fought side by side versus the Sayians and how desperately he wanted to help fight against Cell. We all wanted to help more in various levels. We were all useless in that fight. We all had our little moment in the fight, but when it came down to it? Earth's fighting team was overshadowed by the heavyweight champions.

"I suppose I better get going. I have a long way back home."

"You can stay, Chiaotzu. I missed you. Maybe tomorrow we can spar?"

Chiaotzu shook his head. "I don't want to impose. Besides, we all seem to keep to ourselves anymore. There hasn't been a huge threat in a while."

"You're not imposing. Besides, don't you have any questions about Sharon?"

"No. She and I were talking before you woke up."

"If you insist. I'll see you later."

With Chiaotzu gone, and hopefully no more visitors planning to stop by, my focus was on Sharon. She had my green sweatpants and her purple sports bra on. It reminded me of me when I was younger. My heart swooned as she saw me looking at her.

"Do I have something on my face?"

"N-no. I was just looking at you. How adorable you are." I said softly.

"You must want something from me." She laughed. "You are being sweet to me."

I did want something from her. It was something someone could not give anyone in a physical form but it can be performed. And when it is involved in the performance, both are blown away from it. I speak of course of love. In its purest form.

She moved to me as I stood there. I gave off an aura that told her what I wanted. I felt her hand caress my cheek. Nobody could ruin this moment. This was our time.

I desperately needed to kiss her. I waited however. The need to kiss her made it that much better when I finally did. My body pulsed as I just stood there looking down at her. Those blue eyes of hers held mine in a moment in time where all was erased. It was our time. Like a volcano, I felt my feelings unearth itself from the dungeon. All at once, it erupted into a simple sentence I could no longer keep hidden.

"I love you, Sharon."

I finally found it! The words I was not able to find! All this time. I pushed those feelings down so low into my soul that I and everyone else who knew me thought they'd never hear! Those words were never important to me. And now that I confessed, they held a greater importance than ever before.

Her eyes welled up and her lips curled up in a sign of glee. I felt her arms around my neck and she pulled me down for one of the most romantic kisses ever held by two lovers. My ki was rising slowly to keep up with the passion. I had butterflies in my stomach.

We broke apart. I was left speechless and swept off my feet. Usually that happens to the girl. But I'm sure she's been already by now. I, on the other hand, was never in love. Only in love with my own self improvement. A growing feeling washed over me and like my countless training sessions over a waterfall, felt myself getting overwhelmed and had to step back before I got taken over. My action confused her judging by her crooked eyebrow.

"Was it something I did?"

I took a deep breath to gather my thoughts. For what I needed to say needed to be said with the utmost clarification. There was to be no confusion in my words.

"It wasn't you. It is me. I'm just a little overwhelmed right now."

My confession of love to her scared me. I have squared up with the most powerful of foes and they have all fallen before my feet. Be it in a battle on my own or with the others. Regardless, they all fell. I've grown used to it. But this?

"Why now? You recognized the feeling. Why are you overwhelmed?"

My mind and body was catching up with my words. Things were looking better.

"My heart isn't overwhelmed. My heart knows what it wants. It's just the possibility of me spending the rest of my life with you. Waking up with you. Loving you. Holding you." I paused for a few seconds to allow her to process the huge turn of feelings from me. She knew what she wanted. And I now knew too. "I love you, Sharon. There's nothing that can come between us."

I held her close to me and she purred like a kitten. I loved holding her. She made me feel ten feet taller. No longer was I to be alone. For I had overcome my seeming fear of being in a relationship. One could argue that it was a long time coming for me. From what I heard, I was quite a catch. And it was clearly demonstrated to me from the love interest Launch had for me, the girls at the gym, the countless compliments from my friends and even Bulma a few times, and this lovely woman in front of me.

My admission of love was the greatest accomplishment I have ever had the struggle to go through. Martial arts and finding the cunning plan to stop my enemies came natural to me. My life was always in a fight. But what was fighting me was myself. I needed love. I never admitted it to anyone but it was what I longed for. Always in battle had made me hardened. Never expressing what needed to be known to myself and the people around me. And when the subject arose, I passed it by. Not wanting anything to do with it. I discarded myself from anything that had to do with love. All the reasons to avoid it and only one reason to have it. It would seem like I was punishing myself from being so weak compared to the sultans of strength. I lost the will to keep up anymore. And I never gave up. Except when it was something I desired. And my battles with the martial arts tournament, the Sayians, Cell no longer mattered to me.

All these thoughts ran through my head as I still stared at her.

"It's okay to be afraid." She said at length. Her patience with me seemed limitless. "I was afraid too in my first relationship. I would be a fool to think you would not have a fear of it."

"I should have said something before. It was my fault too. But don't think I want this to stop. I want this."

"Do you want me?" She asked with a hint of lust.

"I want you." I was getting warm. I hoped to Dende nothing would stop this. Something told me this time we made love it would be nothing like either of us have had before.

She took my hand and led me back to bed. The tender loving care she had in her eyes made me melt. I saw her taking off the top and bra and tossed them aside. She stood between my legs as I now sat on the edge of the bed. If I could put into words the look she had in her eyes, it would be much easier. For me, the only word I could find was love. But it was more than that.

"I love you too, Tenshinhan." She said in a low voice. "I have wanted to be with you since I knew you existed."

She held my face in her hands and met those wonderful lips of hers to mine again. I loved the feel of her lips. And her taste. She was savoring me as well by letting out a small whimper. It indicated to me she was ready for the taking. I held my lust for a while longer. We had plenty of time to achieve a climax.

Her lips slanted against mine and our tongues danced with each other. My mind played out a scene in my vision. Her and I. Making endless love. Never letting up. Not for anything.

I placed my hands under her bottom and caressed it. I wanted those sweatpants off. My busy hands way too eager to find her and finger her as we kissed. I couldn't control them. Off came the sweatpants and her panties. I held one hand behind her, pulling her in just a little closer. My other hand found her pelt again and I pleased her. Her knees almost gave out on her. The moan against our kiss made me jump in my own sweatpants.

I kept telling myself to calm down. She obviously wanted to go slow. Or did she? She stood before me naked. I pulled away from her lips and looked at her. An eternity passed between us. I just wanted to look at her. To see my beauty. I began to see love in personification.

I saw tears form in her eyes this time and I immediately kissed them away. I saw her head hung low to hide a fresh batch from forming. I lifted her head gently from under her chin like I saw on Bulma's soap operas she'd be watching while I would help myself to a bottle of water after a long training session with Vegeta.

"Are you alright?" My voice cracked. I was afraid I had done something wrong. And I couldn't bare that. The only time I saw a woman cry was Bulma or Chi-Chi crying over Goku or Vegeta or one of their children.

"I'm fine. I'm just so happy." She smiled through those crystal tears.

"Are you crying for me?"

"I'm crying because I thought I'd never be this happy with a man. You treat me so good. Your kiss has me melting." She took my shirt off and traced my muscles. It caused each muscle she touched to twitch. I definitely liked that.

She smirked as she saw this. Her eyes met mine again. Mine never left her. I was laid down on the bed slowly and she straddled my waist. My knees bent up to give her something to lean up against.

"I suppose I owe Yamcha."

"You don't owe him anything. You've done enough for him. He owes you. I'd actually say you're both even." I had a smile in an all knowing look.

She pressed her breasts against me, allowing me to cup her bottom with my large hands. I was still burning with a desire to take her over and over. She didn't allow me to move just yet, raising my arms over my head and holding them there. No force was needed. I simply allowed it. She delicately brushed her fingertips up my arms and that caused goose flesh to make its mark where she was. I moaned at this and I could tell her body drenched itself with arousal. How we both needed to be one, but this was building up to something.

She kissed me over and over. I found myself moaning her name against her lips. My voice hoarse with lust. I was powerless against her.

She sat up, leaving me almost air kissing as I wondered where those lips went. Those nimble fingers of hers found the waistband of my sweatpants and I unconsciously lifted my hips to allow her to take them off. Everything we've been doing and waiting for has lead to this. My heart was pounding in my ears as my mind went blank. She grabbed a hold of me and slid herself onto me, calling out as every inch was taken by her. I was being accomodated and it was a welcome feeling. I groaned deep and long as she had taken me all in and she moved on me. We were both being swept into a whirlwind of rythmatic lovemaking and this time, I was certain both of us would cum. I met her, and for once, I was in sync with her. I was giving it to her and she mouthed the words she couldn't find. Such bliss finally paired between the both of us.

I held her behind again and kept her still while I took control. I dug my heels in and sent her on a wild ride. Her eyes shot open by my roughness until she shouted she was close. I slowed down to allow her to savor what just happened and I felt something warm drip on my leg.

I was confused on what I had done. I believed for a minute I hurt her again and that was blood dripping from her. She purred and smiled at me once she saw my concern.

"I'm okay. You just made me squirt a little. You were hitting my G-spot. You triggered me to squirt."

I meant to ask her if that was what I did to her a few days ago but she took me in again and rode me some more. I was digging my nails into her bottom this time and my muscles got tense. I was getting close too but I couldn't tell her how close I was. All I could do is make guttural noises like the first primitive man.

I lifted her up which took no effort whatsoever, but she whimpered at my withdrawal.

"I need you, Tenshinhan! Please! Finish me! I'm so close!" She screamed. I believe the heavens heard her.

I laid her on her stomach and positioned myself just outside her wetness. I laid over her. My hot breath on her neck as I spoke.

"How fast and how hard do you want me to fuck you?" I growled.

She just about screamed again on how incredibly erotic I sounded. I stuck the head in but no further as she wiggled her bottom, trying to get me to drill in more.

"Am I giving it to you slow and sensual?" I gave her a sample of what I meant by filling her in slowly and almost agonizing. I pulled out so slow, I could hear how wet she was. My manhood hard and rigid could not take how slow I was going. I kept in control for now as I did this speed for a few minutes. She kept crying out for me to go faster. Begging and pleading me to make her cum. "Or do you want me to give it to you fast and relentless." I grabbed hold of the bed sheet to give me more of a drive into her. Pounding her into submission with every movement. She grunted with every filling of her womanhood. I was wild on her. Just like she wanted. And I did too. I just wanted to play a little.

"Tenshinhan! Oh my God!" She screeched and called out as I felt her clinch down on my shaft. I was still fully in her as I felt myself still needing to cum. She had totally spent herself as I was trying to spill myself inside. I grabbed onto her shoulders and I was nothing short of slamming into her. I felt myself shaking and my muscles constricting themselves. I roared out my orgasm inside her and gave her one last spurt once I thought I was done.

I was exhausted. I think she knew I was going to collapse on her again as I felt her brace herself from my weight. I still was inside her as I recovered. I couldn't move at all. Like last time. I took a deep breath and held it in for a few seconds. Then I exhaled hard, speaking to her that I was feeling a little better. She managed to roll under me and held me close to her breasts again. I found myself a frequent visitor of them. My eyelids closed and I was in a deep sleep for a few hours.