***Chapter 20***
Opening her eyes slowly, she reached her arm looking for him. She soon realized he wasn't in bed anymore. She pouted to herself. Sensing his Ki, she knew he was in the apartment. She slowly got out of his bed, testing the strength in her legs. She had never experienced anything like the night before. Her body seemed to still be buzzing from the pleasure. She found the button-down shirt he had worn the day before, when they had their fight. She winced at the memory. Sliding the light blue shirt over her body, she made her way out of the bedroom. She had never been in his apartment, but she just followed his Ki. She found him in the kitchen, his back turned to her.
''Was last night so horrible for you?'' She said after making her way to him and circling him with her arms from behind.
He quickly turned and hugged her back, a look of surprise on his face. ''Last night was phenomenal. Why would you think it was horrible for me?'' He was confused.
''I figured it must have been since you decided to cook for me?'' She grinned.
He suddenly remembered one of their first interactions at his parents' house after he had found her above the pond and offered her a coffee. He laughed. ''Well for your information, last night was mind blowing… and I'm not cooking. I was just making you coffee.'' He lifted her and set her down on his island counter, quickly breaking their embrace before returning to her, a perfect cup of coffee in his hands. He watched her take a sip, closing her eyes and moaning in satisfaction. ''Should I be getting jealous of a cup of coffee for making you feel like this?'' He asked, stepping closer, standing between her legs, his hands on her hips.
''I mean, you do make amazing coffee but you have many… many.. more talents Mr. Briefs.'' She smiled devilishly as he kissed her lips before resting his forehead on her shoulder.
''I wish to wake up next to you and see you wear nothing but my shirts every single morning for the rest of my life.''
Her heart pinched at the mention of a deadline that might come much sooner than he might think but she quickly pushed that thought away, replacing it with something that had been on her mind since last night. ''Trunks?''
''Hmm?'' He answered, his forehead still leaning on her shoulder.
''Last night… I felt.. like you wanted to do something but you had to hold yourself back…'' She knew she had hit the nail on the head when his head shot up. His eyes met hers before he turned around and away from her. He turned his back to her, pouring himself a cup of black coffee. Her breathing had quickened a little at his reaction.
''Ki.'' He finally said, turning to face her, leaning back on the opposite counter. He saw only kindness and love in her eyes, encouraging him to be honest. ''You've heard how Saiyans pick a mate.'' She nodded. ''Did Broly tell you how it happens?'' She shrugged. ''Ok so.. earthlings have marriage where they share vows and rings.'' She nodded again. ''Saiyans are a little more primal I guess… they… hmm.. mark their mate.'' He saw the questioning look in her eyes. ''They… we… bite our mate leaving a mark that fades but never goes away.'' He looked down, he was embarrassed at how primal and savage it sounded.
''So you… were about to bite… ermm mark me and then you stopped?'' He nodded. She put her mug down and jumped off the counter, crossing the distance between them and placing her hands on his chest. He grabbed one of her hands and kissed the inside of her wrist. ''Why did you stop? Do you not want me as your mate?'' She whispered, afraid of his answer.
His face shot up instantly meeting her gaze. ''I want nothing more! But I didn't want to just… do it without talking to you. I did ask you to marry me a few times and you had no answer. I wasn't going to force you into a Saiyan bond without your knowledge!''
The tiniest smile appeared on her lips. ''So you're saying you do want me to be your mate, and you did want to bite me but you stopped yourself because you didn't know how I would feel about it?'' He nodded. ''Trunks. My heart was yours from the beginning, has only ever been yours and will only be yours in this lifetime and the next if you want me there too.'' She hugged him, laying her head on his chest.
''Does that mean I can bite you? Cause you're really turning me on right now.'' He chuckled, his words shooting straight at the heat between her legs. She lifted her head, placed her hand behind his head and brought it down to meet her lips. Slowly, gently at first but growing hungrier and needy by the second. ''Ki, I don't think I'll ever be able to keep my hands off of you.''
''Good.'' She said between kisses, lacing her arms around his neck as he easily picked her up and walked back to his bedroom. ''Hmm.. aren't you hungry? I thought you Saiyans needed food every 30 minutes.''
''We do and I am hungry but'' he kissed her ''not for food right now. There's something much sweeter I'm craving for.''
The weeks that followed were filled with sweet moments and passion. They had fallen into a nice routine though she still hadn't agreed to officially move in with him yet. Trunks sat behind his desk trying to focus on the paperwork in front of him but all he could think about was how she looked on top of this same desk a few days ago. He had stayed late at work to finish some important things when she had dropped by. There was no one else in the building except the security guards downstairs in the lobby. She had brought him supper and her intentions were innocent… at first. When he had gotten up to meet her, he had kissed her passionately and when his mouth had trailed down to just below her collar bone, over the healed mark of his teeth, she had melted in his arms. He ended up not having supper or getting any more work done. He smiled at the memory, feeling his pants tighten a little at his crotch.
I miss you.
Trunks?
Hmm?
Please save me from this shopping spree thing!
He laughed
Don't you dare laugh at my misery Trunks Vegeta Briefs!
Are you buying some new lingerie?
Why? So you can rip it to shreds too?
His pants were getting tighter by the minute.
If I remember correctly, you did your fair share of clothes ripping, both mine and yours
Can you blame me?
Rip away my beauty! Am I seeing you tonight?
I have to help Bulma with the preps for tomorrow. You're coming, right? To the BBQ?
Wouldn't miss it for anything. I get to see you all day.
I love you my Prince
I love you my Goddess
''So.. things with Trunks been ok?''
''Yeah. I wanted to apologize by the way for making a scene a few weeks ago.''
Videl snorted a little. ''Honey, she makes a scene on a daily basis, she needs everything to go her way all the time to not make a scene, she was basically on a killing rampage at some point.'' She pointed respectively at ChiChi, Bulma and then 18. ''And as for me, I had a complete meltdown and hit Gohan when they fought Majin Bu and I thought he had died… in front of EVERYONE including Mr Popo and Dende… when we were just teens…''
Akira laughed. ''Just when I thought I would never fit in anywhere, I found you guys and realized I didn't have to hide my weird because it's what makes me fit in with you.'' The two girls laughed as they followed the older women. Videl still didn't know she was pregnant and Akira didn't want to ruin the surprise for her friend. She wanted her to find out on her own and with her husband. She hadn't even told Trunks yet.
''Woman! Why are you in such a frenzy? It's not the first time you throw a party.''
''I don't know! This feels different! We're all together, in peace, even Beerus and Whis might drop by! Broly and Kale are bringing the baby too!'' Hearing the excitement in Bulma's voice pinched at Akira's heart. She couldn't give her grandchildren and though Bulma never held it against her, she knew it made her sad.
Vegeta didn't understand the hype, Beerus had been visiting much more since Akira had returned. He felt the Destroyer's behavior was a little out of character sometimes too, but Kami knew how the girl could bring out the soft in everyone around her. She balanced the fierce ruthless warrior part of herself tremendously with how sweet and caring she was on a daily basis. She was truly a combination of destruction and creation. She was perfect for his son. Saiyans loved feistiness and courage, determination and character. She had all of those things. Trunks was also half Earthling and he was a very desirable prospect to Earthling women. Bulma had even gushed about their son's picture on the cover of some magazine, declaring him the most desirable bachelor. He was often seen with beautiful women but none compared to his mate. She reminded Vegeta of himself in a way. She was more of a loner, loved to train and extremely dedicated to it and didn't always understand the complexity of Earth's everyday life. The only difference, a major one though, was that she had always been loving and didn't back away from showing her feelings, while he still struggled with that aspect. He was a warrior, a King but also now a father, husband and friend. He had even grown fond of Kakarot though he'd never admit to it.
''Brat! Let's go train! Leave her with her nonsense!'' Akira looked at Bulma and then back at Vegeta before returning her attention to Bulma.
''Fine! Go! I can handle the rest on my own! But no visible bruises! You both need to look sharp this afternoon!'' Akira grinned and followed Vegeta to the Gravity Room, one of her favorite places.
In the Gravity Room, Vegeta didn't turn on the Gravity pull right away. He just walked in and waited for Akira to meet him in the middle as she tied her long hair in a ponytail. ''Akira.''
Hearing Vegeta say her name startled her a little. He rarely referred to her by her name. He barely ever referred to anyone by their name including his wife and children. She looked at him and noticed a strange look on his face. ''What is it Vegeta?''
''A few weeks ago, when Whis came alone…'' Her heart stopped for an instant. ''He said something that upset you. Correct?''
''Vegeta… it's.. in the past.. I had an argument with Beerus and I walked out making him even angrier.''
''Did it have to do with Trunks?''
The question surprised her. ''I guess partly. It had more to do with me.'' He raised an eyebrow at her. She noticed but didn't want to add more.
''He really does love you.'' He said, breaking the silence. She nodded, she knew Trunks loved her and that was the problem in a way. But she wasn't going to admit that to his father. ''Bulma… she doesn't always realize her reactions can…'' He was referring to his wife's earlier excitement about seeing Broly's baby.
Akira was fiddling with her fingers. ''It's ok, Vegeta. I don't blame her. I'm excited about seeing her too.'' It was the truth. She loved children in general but she had a special place in her heart for Pan, Bulla and Arula. And Videl and Gohan's secret tiny pea. ''Did you want children at first?'' The question seemed to hit him like a slap in the face.
''No. I had never thought about it really. I never wanted to be a family man. I was a warrior.'' She could hear the pride in his tone. ''But… when I met Bulma…really met Bulma, she changed me. Not at first, even after Trunks.. erm the younger one, was born, I wasn't a great partner or father, if at all. It took some time.''
''You're a great father and husband, Vegeta. One day when Trunks and Bulla are old enough, you'll be a great grandfather too.'' He saw the sadness in her eyes. She swallowed a lump in her throat and straightened herself up. ''Now let's see if you're still such a great warrior, Old Man!'' She dropped into a fighting stance making the corner of his mouth lift in a subtle grin. Feisty. He fully grinned.
Bulma was trying to hang a light string and lost balance falling backwards. Trunks was there in an instant catching her before she hit the ground. ''Mother, what are you doing? Why don't you ask Father or Akira or even Trunks to do this for you. They can fly!'' He gently put his mother down on her feet.
''Trunks is still sleeping, Vegeta and Akira are training.'' He looked at his watch, it was only 7:35am which would explain why his counterpart was still sleeping, but the second part seemed to upset him a little. ''Akira and your father did almost everything you see, last night before I was even out of the lab. I finished work late and when I stepped out to start, I realized they had already done everything.''
He chuckled. ''Akira got Father to decorate the backyard? Did she have to threaten him?''
''Hah! You would think! But no, when I walked out, they seemed happy, both of them. Well as happy as your Father's face can ever show.'' She giggled, making Trunks laugh.
He sighed. ''Still didn't give you an answer?'' He knew Bulma was referring to his proposal. He shook his head.
''It's ok Mother. I'm just happy to be with her.'' He replied. ''I'll keep asking her, one day she'll say yes.'' He laughed making his mother smile while gently patting his cheek as if he was a little boy.
In the Gravity Room, Akira had felt Trunks' Ki before he had set foot on the property. The familiar aura had caught her attention for an instant, giving Vegeta more than enough time to shoot a Ki blast at her. It hit her in the chest, sending her back until she hit the wall. ''Trunks is here huh?'' He could tell. Only Trunks could distract her in a fight. She grunted getting back up and launched herself at the Saiyan, a pink Ki ball in her hand. Training wasn't done.
The gravity in the room suddenly dropped back to normal, the door opened and Trunks walked in. ''You've been torturing her for over an hour.'' He said before adding ''Or I should say she's been torturing you Father?'' he grinned at the sight of them both out of breath with cuts and blood all over. Vegeta had the upper hand in battle experience. He also had reached Super Saiyan Blue and had been training with Whis for a while now. Akira lacked experience, she had been poorly trained before the last two years. She was excessively strong but she was hot tempered making her impulsive and it played against her more often than not. She still could hold her end of a fight though even against Goku and Vegeta. He made his way to the girl, grabbed her head and kissed her.
''Ugh Trunks! I'm gross!'' She complained, making him smile. He kissed her again as if to say he really didn't care. He took off his shirt and turned around to face his father. ''My turn.'' Since she had been back, Trunks had upped his training game. He trained with Vegeta every day, if not before work then after. Whatever the reason behind this, Vegeta was proud of his son's progress. He had gained in muscle mass but also in Ki level. It probably also had to do with Akira healing Trunks with her own Ki when Frieza had killed him.
''Itching for a beating?''
''Need help?'' She asked him as he stripped out of his pants and undershirt. She smiled and raised her eyebrows at him. She had walked in his old bedroom as he was undressing. She had taken the time to look at his body. His muscles were even more defined than before. The new cuts from his sparring that morning added more lines for Akira to pass her fingers on next time she laid in bed with him. She would heal the cuts, but she couldn't heal the scars. She wouldn't want to anyway. They were part of him and she loved him completely. Her own body had its fair share of battle scars but the only one she cared about was the one she hadn't obtained in battle. The one decorating her shoulder right next to her collarbone.
''Ki. If you keep looking at me like that, I swear to Kami you won't be coming out of this room until tomorrow.''
''Hmm is that a promise, Mr. Briefs?'' He hardened instantly at her words. She came closer to him but he reached out and held her at arms' length. She pouted her delicious lip.
''You're all clean and freshly dressed.''
''What's another shower? Or five?'' She eyed the boxers he was still wearing.
''Ki. No. Gah! I swear you drive me crazy. My parents and grandparents are outside. Bulla is sleeping and Trunks is with Amaya somewhere.''
''Yeah? Your grandparents can't feel Ki. Bulla is too young to know what's happening. I'm pretty sure Vegeta and Bulma already know what we've been doing and well Trunks and Amaya are probably already at it.'' She said, her voice low. ''Clearly..'' She pointed ''some parts of you are more willing than others.'' She giggled.
Trunks cursed his body for reacting so strongly to her. He could barely ever resist her, not that he normally wanted to, but right then it wasn't a good idea, though he desperately wanted her. He let go of her arms, letting her get a little closer. Keeping some space between them she leaned, offering him her lips. He grabbed her head and kissed her passionately, their bodies never touching. ''Ugh now I need an extra cold shower.'' He chuckled, trying to fix his boxers over his hard length.
''Hmm let me help you with that.'' She dropped to her knees and ripped his boxers off his body. His eyes followed her, questioning but quickly closing in bliss when he felt her mouth around him.
''FUCK! Ki! When.. where did you learn to do that?'' He placed his hand behind her head. The feeling was surreal.
''Hmm, I have a great imagination.'' She said working him with her hands before replacing them once again with her lips. He gripped her hair tighter making her moan a little, the vibration sent his senses into overdrive. ''Control your power level Trunks. You know how to hide your Ki… let's see how long you can hold it down.'' She sensually said, only raising her eyes towards his face as she placed her lips around him again. The sight was almost as delicious as the feel of her mouth on him.
''Hey sweetheart, everything ok?'' Bulma asked her son as he finally appeared in the kitchen.
''Euh.. yeah.. I just needed a long hot shower to sooth my muscles after training with Father.'' He lied, glancing at Akira who had a mischievous grin on her face. Forcing his Ki level down as she worked her mouth on him had been excruciating but extremely arousing. Even after she was done with him, he had needed a freezing shower to calm his senses down. The moment he had walked into the kitchen and his eyes had landed on her, he realized it was futile. Nothing could calm his senses around her.
''Hungry?'' Akira asked with an innocent voice biting her lower lip but he could hear the undertone of her question.
''Starving.'' He replied with a smile, taking her hand, and kissing the inside of her wrist, his eyes never leaving hers.
The guests had started arriving. Krillin, 18 and Marron had gotten there first. Gohan, Videl, Pan and Videl's father, Mr Satan, had followed. Piccolo arrived only a few minutes after them.
''Miss Janet couldn't come?'' Akira whispered to the big green man, flustering him a little. ''You did invite her right?''
''Eh, hm, no.'' He looked embarrassed. ''She doesn't know about, hm, how extra special our group is, yet.. so I figured bringing her along would just… be awkward.'' He confessed to an amused Akira. Miss Janet was dating a big green lizard type of alien, she was sure she could handle Saiyans, Hybrids, Angels and Gods. But she was not the best at giving relationship advice.
She giggled. ''Yeah one weirdo at a time!'' She winked at Piccolo.
Master Roshi arrived half an hour later. Walking in, he went straight for Akira, holding her at the waist and kissing her cheek. He had meant to kiss her mouth, but she had turned at the last second. He let go quickly, noticing Trunks' glare.
''Hah! It never gets better by the way.'' Confessed an amused Gohan taking a sip of his beer. ''After marking Videl, whenever another man touched her, I got the urge to rip him apart. I still do.'' The statement reassured Trunks that it was a Saiyan thing and not just his ego reacting.
''Oh it most definitely is your ego though.. your Saiyan ego.'' Gohan had read his mind.
''YO!'' Goten's voice echoed as he walked in with Goku, ChiChi and Valese. Squirt and Amaya had appeared at some point. They all stood in little groups catching up and laughing. Goku and Vegeta were at the barbecue, as usual Goku was deep in conversation while Vegeta looked like he could charcoal the other Saiyan at any moment. Their friendship was strange but something about it made Akira smile every time. They were so different yet so alike.
Shin popped out of thin air. He had grabbed Kale, Broly and baby Arula on his way. Akira had dropped everything she was holding and ran to greet her unofficial family. She hugged Shin who blushed at the contact before hugging Broly for a long moment, neither of them wanting to let go.
''I missed you weirdo!'' He said in her hair.
''I missed you too Broly.'' She said her face nuzzled in his chest. She hadn't really seen him since the last time she had shown up at his house, crying. They had barely crossed paths on Beerus' planet in between.
Arula cooed, instantly making Akira drop her arms from around the big Saiyan. She turned towards Kale, taking the time to hug the woman before snatching the baby out of her arms.
''Hi baby! I missed you! You've gotten so big! Are you going to be like daddy?'' She sweetly said while rubbing her nose on her niece's head. The baby pulled a little on Akira's t-shirt, revealing her mark. It hit Broly in the face like a Ki blast.
''YOU MARKED HER!'' He growled.
''He did WHAT?'' Everyone turned towards the voice. Beerus was standing next to Whis. They had appeared a second before Broly's statement.
''Shit.'' Akira hadn't told Beerus about this yet, he could be overprotective and a little old school, when it suited him. She handed Arula back to Kale.
''I ASKED YOU A QUESTION SPAWN OF VEGETA!'' The God had made his way towards Trunks. He was fuming.
''Beerus! Stop!'' Akira yelled but he was having none of it, he knew Saiyan customs and he knew what the mark meant.. and especially how and WHEN it normally happened.
''He dared to touch you!'' The statement surprised Akira and amused her a little.
''Lower your hand Beerus. I will not let you Hakai him.'' She said as she made her way to stand between Beerus' arm and her boyfriend.
''My Lord, I believe my Lady is old enough..''
''STAY OUT OF THIS WHIS!''
Everyone was holding their breath. Trunks knew this particular news wouldn't sit well with the God. The tension rose.
''BEERUS! Look at me.'' His cat eyes were fixated on Trunks. ''BEERUS!...'' A little hint of desperation could be heard in her voice. She never thought Beerus would actually hurt Trunks… until now. ''Please. I love him.'' She whispered to the Deity, snapping him out of his rage. His eyes softened as he looked at her. Tears had started forming behind her eyes. He hated when she cried. He lowered his hand, everyone released the breath they were holding.
''How dare you put your hands on her? That is NOT the order of things!'' The comment made Akira angry. He meant sex before marriage; she just knew it.
This oddly felt like a fight between father and daughter.
''Are we seriously doing this RIGHT now? FINE!'' Her temper was being tested. She didn't like her personal matters and decisions being shared and discussed in front of their whole family. ''First of all, did YOU forget I'm the one who used to sneak you in to see HER not that long ago?'' She pointed at Broly then at Kale.
''They are officially together now. Mated and married.'' Responded Beerus as if it justified it.
''Oh please Beerus! They weren't back then! They marked each other before they got married! Plus you're one to talk.'' She smugly said motioning between him and Cheelai who had been behind Whis until then. Lemo was still hiding behind the Angel. The alien and God both blushed a little. She crossed her arms, leaning her weight more on one leg.
''It's not the same thing!''
''Why? Because you live together? Would you feel better if I moved in with him? Because he's been waiting for me to do just that for a while! I just wanted to tell you first.''
His jaw set, he turned to look at Trunks.
''You're half Earthling, why mark her first instead of marrying her?''
''What?! Beerus! How does this… Why… What difference does it make?'' She started, visibly annoyed at the God. ''What is the issue anyway? It's not like I could accidentally get pregnant! You're worried about my virtue and innocence? That ship has sailed long ago and neither of you was there to protect me then!'' She had pushed too far; she felt her guilt rising. What happened in her past wasn't their fault.
''I'd love nothing more.'' Trunks confessed, surprising everyone who didn't know. The fact he was willing to share this with Beerus and everyone else surprised Akira too. She turned to face him.
''Trunks…. I didn't'.. think it was that important to you. I mean I knew it was important.. but I didn't think it mattered anymore…'' She figured their relationship was set officially through Saiyan ways but she hadn't considered his Earthling side or the fact they actually lived on Earth so to everyone around, marriage was still important. Even Broly and Kale had gotten married and they weren't even remotely Earthlings nor lived here. Had she just been ignoring the signs because she didn't want to see it? ''I just didn't.. want to trap you in something…''
''HE MARKED YOU! So he can trap you but you can't?'' Broly couldn't help intervening. Kale glared at him. Akira knew what the mark meant. She wasn't a Saiyan so she couldn't really mark Trunks the way he had done to her. So technically, Broly was right but he also didn't know that her life was going to be much shorter than Trunks'.
''Ki. I love you. I want YOU. Only you. If marriage isn't for you, that's fine but I never want you to think you'd be trapping me in anything.'' The lavender-haired Saiyan said while walking to her and caressing her cheek. He picked her hand up and brought the inside of her wrist to his lips, kissing it. It was their thing. The way he said he loved her without words.
She hugged him, her arms around his neck, gently rubbing her fingers at the base of his hairline. He had cut his hair the week before for a photoshoot for a Science magazine. Bulma had insisted. Akira hadn't minded. She had pretended to grab at his shorter hair and tug it, nodding in agreement, letting him know that she could still tug his hair even at this length during their intimate moments. It had turned him on to no end.
She whispered in his ear. ''How many more times were you going to ask me before changing your mind?''
He smiled and whispered back. ''As many times I could manage to, until my last breath.''
She hated when he referred to his death even in the future. Backing away just enough to face him, she whispered. ''Ask me again?''
The words didn't register right away as he wasn't expecting this turn of events at all. ''What?''
''Trunks Vegeta Briefs, I never answered your question until today. If it's not too late…'' She stopped, leaning her forehead to his face. He had snapped out of it. No one could hear their exchange. This was their moment. No one else existed, all of the sudden. He bent his head and kissed his mark on her shoulder. Everyone gasped. Beerus grunted. Trunks picked up Akira's hand with one of his, while he dug his other hand in his jeans pocket.
''Akira, I love you and only you. You made me the honor of letting me mark you, making you mine. I'm yours, only yours. Forever yours. I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me.'' Everyone gasped finally realizing what was happening. He kissed her wrist. ''If you think marrying you would trap me, let me reassure you, you've held my heart from the start, and it will stay with you forever. And I want the whole world and universe to know. Will you marry me?''
Her heart skipped a beat. ''Yes. I do want to marry you Trunks.'' She replied timidly. ''I love you. I've only ever loved you. Forever you.''
He couldn't believe she finally said yes! He leaned in and kissed her passionately. She returned his kiss just as eagerly. He took her hand again and slipped a ring on her finger. Bulma squealed, ChiChi was sobbing, everyone looked at them with love. Akira blushed at all the attention, making Trunks chuckle.
After everyone had hugged them and congratulated them, Akira stepped towards Broly. He pulled her in a bear hug. Still holding her, he pointed at Trunks. ''Don't get it wrong Boy. I still don't think you deserve her.''
''Noted.'' Trunks gave him a nod. Broly walked up to his fellow Saiyan after releasing Akira.
''Congratulations Prince Trunks.'' He extended his hand for a handshake, surprising Trunks and everyone else. Akira grinned.
Amaya and Valese ran to their friend, sandwiching her in a hug. They squealed in glee. ''SHOW US THE RING!''
Akira didn't really understand why but lifted her hand. She hadn't looked at it herself. Were all rings the same in marriage? Probably not if the girls were this excited to see hers. The ring on her finger had a cluster of gemstones. She noticed they were a lavender, pink and yellow mix of colors. She smiled. His hair, her Ki and his Ki colors. An uneasy feeling was gnawing at her but she tried to push it down.
After they toasted, they ate while chatting and laughing. Bulma and ChiChi were already making wedding plans. Beerus was still a little upset. Akira went to see him. ''I have something for you.'' She put a bowl of pudding on the table in front of him. It was his favorite, she knew. ''Please don't be mad. I need you to tell me you're ok with this.'' His eyes shot up at her. She wanted his approval. He grunted a little. ''Please Beerus, you're the father I never had. It would mean a lot to me.'' Her eyes were filled with water, pulling at his heart.
''It's fine Child. He didn't even flinch when I was about to Hakai him and despite Broly's incessive threats he still stuck around. He's completely insane but it's clear to anyone, even to me, that he loves you.'' He got up and unexpectedly hugged her. Akira had never seen Beerus hug anyone, not even Cheelai. She was stunned at first but quickly returned the embrace. He didn't know Whis had told her about her impending future. He wanted her to be happy for the last bit she had left. His heart was breaking inside. He wasn't sure he'd get to see her again. He let go, took his bowl of pudding and he was gone. Whis, Cheelai and Lemo had vanished with him.
''Ki. Did Beerus just HUG you?'' She nodded. ''Had he ever hugged you before?'' She shook her head, no. Trunks was now behind her holding her body against his. ''I can't wait to make you my wife.'' He kissed her neck giving her goosebumps all over. She turned her head and kissed him, her hand behind his head. The simple peck turned into a deeper kiss, making her turn to face him without breaking their kiss.
''Let's play some football!'' Shouted Goten throwing a ball up and catching it.
They quickly separated into two teams. Team one was formed by Akira, Gohan, Squirt, Ubb and Valese. On the other team stood Trunks, Goten, Amaya, Tupp and Videl. Each side trash talking their way into position.
''Are you nervous we're going to beat you?'' Trunks asked Akira, facing her.
''Ehm.. yeah sure.'' Something was bothering her. He arched his eyebrow at her. She really had wished Videl would have sat this one out.
When the game started, Akira passed the football between her legs to Gohan who took a few steps back and shot a torpedo for Squirt to catch. Goten tackled his friend, making them both hit the ground hard. Akira paled at the impact. As the game went on, Trunks noticed Akira was not actually playing. She was always between Videl and any sort of impact. All afternoon, she had found a way to drop, spill or throw Videl's wine behind her without anyone else noticing. The game finished when one team got 30 points. Team two won, 30-27.
As they all made their way back to the main balcony, Trunks held Akira's hand back, pulling it gently for her to stay behind. ''What are you hiding?'' Her face paled. She wasn't a good liar and they both knew it. ''Why were you playing Videl's bodyguard all game long? And why have you found any way under the sun to stop her from drinking anything with alcohol?'' As he finished saying it out loud, it dawned on him. ''OH MY KA…!''
''Shhhh Trunks! No one knows yet. Clearly Videl doesn't know yet.'' She hissed, covering his mouth with her hand.
''But how? You can feel the Ki inside?''
''Yeah, it's not as strong as I could feel Arula's but it's there, growing. It worked Trunks. Our plan worked!'' She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. He didn't know what to say to comfort her. He could tell her he didn't care if they never have kids, it wouldn't change a thing. She wanted kids. He simply hugged her. ''You can't tell them Trunks. You can't let Gohan know either! We can't ruin their moment.'' He nodded.
''So… now that you said yes… does that mean you will move in with me?''
''I thought you liked having your own space, Mr CEO.''
''I do like having my own space but I love waking up to you every morning even more. I also quite enjoy being able to ravage your body whenever I want without having to suppress my Ki level. You almost killed me earlier, I thought I was going to suffocate myself with my own energy.'' She giggled.
''Hmmm I like when you ravage my body, quite a lot too.'' She grinned. Now that everyone knew they were together, engaged, marked and intimate nothing was really stopping her from moving in. ''I can't believe Broly and Beerus made a scene and basically told everyone we…''
He smirked. ''Told everyone we?'' He wanted to hear her say it. ''Say it.'' She blushed.
They barely made it back to the apartment. Trunks had picked her up in the elevator, carrying her through the short hall to the penthouse. Her legs around his waist stretched at her short denim shorts, giving him a sneak peak of what was under. He opened the door with one of his hands, holding her with the other, as she teasingly kissed his neck. As soon as he stepped inside, he couldn't hold back anymore. He used their bodies to close the door, slamming both of them against it once it shut. His lips rough on hers with need, he pinned her harder against the solid surface giving her a feel of his erection. Her moan echoed in his ear making him even harder. She took off her t-shirt and helped him with his. He ripped off her shorts not wanting to break their connection for a single moment. She was wearing a dark blue set that had lace intertwined here and there with the soft fabric. A low growl escaped him at the feel of her naked breasts against him when he unclipped her bra and tossed it on the floor. ''You've been cruel today Ki.'' He said while kissing and nibbling on her chin and jaw before moving back down to her neck. He passed his tongue over his mark making her shudder and whimper a little, her desire washing over her in strong waves. He heard her gasp his name when he brought his fingers down and slipped them on the side of her underwear. She grabbed his head with both hands so he would face her and kissed him hard, sliding her hands back, grabbing handfuls of lavender hair and pulling hard. He bit her lower lip hard, making her buck her hips, driving his fingers deeper. The sound that escaped her mouth traveled straight to his length. They hadn't necessarily always been tame until now but they never let their power take over in their passion. He had only ever been with human women, including Mai, so he had gotten used to holding back to avoid hurting them. She had only ever been with a man who didn't let her express her desire. This was uncharted territory for the both of them. She reached down between them and unfastened his jeans. They didn't care they were still against the door, nor at how raw and primal their desire was spilling over them. He removed his hand from her center to free his length from his boxers. ''Ki, I want to spend the rest of my life making love to you, but you make it so hard to hold back.''
''You have a lifetime to make love to me, Trunks. Right now, I just want you to fuck me hard against this door.'' She could be so forward and blunt at times and completely flushed with shyness the next.
Her words ignited his wild and almost beastly side. Ripping her underwear off he thrusted into her hard, making her release a scream. Everything he was doing was setting fire to her being and every response she gave him, in return, made his primal side wilder. The force their bodies were colliding with was beyond anything a human could ever handle.
''Second… thought…we.. might… break… the… door.'' She managed to say despite her heavy panting, smiling against his mouth.
Never stopping his thrusting, he considered the options. She was right, the door nor its hinges would last much longer. He grabbed her under her butt making sure he was still buried deep inside of her, he turned and dropped himself to his knees, laying her back on the floor. Under the hardwood, there was a thick slab of concrete. It should hold them. Her legs stayed around his waist, he was on top, his hands on either side of her head holding the weight of his upper body off. As his movements picked up in speed, he felt his Ki rising, his hair flashing yellow for a second before returning to their normal lavender. ''Shit! Shit!'' He was willing himself to stop, to slow down. Suppressing his Ki earlier, when she had displayed her new learnt talent, had been extremely hard and his body needed the release.
She reached one hand to his shoulder, digging her nails in his skin, while the other shot straight to his hair, grabbing a handful tightly between her fingers. His loss of control was only turning her on even more. She could sense his panic but it was only making his Ki rise faster. ''Trunks. Look at me!'' She ordered, her voice raspy. His Ki had started shimmering around him. ''LOOK AT ME TRUNKS!''
He opened his eyes and looked at her, no fear or panic on her face. ''Ki I don't want to hurt you.''
''It's ok, baby, let go. You can let go I promise.'' At the sound of her words, he saw her own eyes flash an emerald green as his hair turned yellow, spiking up to his Super Saiyan form as his release washed over her, harder than anytime before.
It took him a moment to recover and realize he was completely on top of her, crushing her under his weight. He quickly lifted his body off her, kneeling between her legs. She was completely still. He held his breath until he saw her chest shaking and heard her sweet giggles.
''Akira are you ok? I'm… I'm so sorry I didn't think this could happen.. it's never…'' He was afraid to touch her in case she fell apart from his loss of control. She met his gaze, she was smiling. He gently picked her up and brought her to the bedroom to lay her on the bed. ''Ki.. are you hurt?''
''Trunks, can you give me a moment?'' She said huskily, her eyes half closed. ''I'm trying to come down from my cloud gently.''
Her words surprised him. Come down from her cloud gently? Is she not hurt? He sat next to her, his back slightly turned to her. He felt so guilty, so ashamed. He felt her fingers brush his back gently. He turned around to look at her face.
''Ki..''
She prompted herself up on her elbows slowly, an amused look on her face. ''Trunks. I'm not hurt I promise.''
''Are you sure? I'm so sorry I completely lost control.'' She giggled, making him eye her curiously.
''I'm actually more than fine. This was… on a whole different level of anything I've ever felt before.''
''In a good way?''
''Mhmm, in a very good way. I told you I don't break easy.'' She grinned. ''For the first time in my life, I actually think my body might be sore tomorrow.''
''Ki… are you sure you're ok, physically but also…''
''You think this would impact the way I feel about you Trunks Vegeta Briefs?'' He didn't answer. ''If anything it turned me on even more. This was so hot!'' She laughed, lifting herself up and hugging him from behind. ''That's what I call a real, intense, satisfying fuck.'' She whispered in his ear giggling at her own vulgarity. Turning his head to look at her, his eyes met hers, ocean blue meeting abyss black. When he finally calmed down, he realized her features were calm and happy, she wasn't afraid or shaken from the incident, her skin flushed from her own orgasm.
''It will never happen…'' He stopped when he saw her pouty lip. She definitely hoped it would happen again. ''You could have calmed me down with your powers.''
''Yes, I could have, but I didn't want to. Did you not enjoy it? Because I sure as hell did!''
''I was scared I would hurt you, but my primal side took over. It's the first time it happens…''
''I'm happy I was your first at something.'' She teased him, kissing the back of his shoulder. ''You're very good looking, but that blonde alter ego of yours is quite the stud too!''
Before he even opened his eyes, he felt the warmth of her body against his. She was still snuggled up to him, in the same position they had fallen asleep. Her hair was sprawled all over her pillow and the side of the bed. Shifting gently, to not wake her up, he took the time to look at her. He would never get tired of looking at her. Her eyes were closed, displaying the top of her long dark eyelashes. The tip of her nose was a little red, from nuzzling him in her sleep. His eyes drifted to her mouth. Her lips were full, the lower one almost pouty. She was incontestably beautiful to Earthlings and aliens combined. Perhaps it was her God Ki that made everyone almost mesmerized by her beauty. Her features were soft and delicate contrasting with her strength, power, and feistiness. How could anyone ever hurt her? The thought made him frown. He would never let anyone hurt her again. He tightened his arm around her, bringing her even closer to his body. She was wearing one of his Capsule Corp t-shirts and nothing else. He groaned, the mere thought of her body threatening to make him hard again. He had been with many women, many beautiful women. Ones that had a lot of experience in bed and some that had none. But none of them compared to her. He, himself, had a lot of experience and most could vouch for his talents between the sheets, but with her, it was different. He felt like he was touching a woman for the first time, as if his body was meant for hers, molded to fit hers perfectly. They were both not meant for this world, this timeline but they had found each other. Alone, neither of them belonged in this reality, but they belonged together, in this reality or the next, he had no doubt about it. He gently brushed his fingers through her long hair, feeling her shuffle a little.
''Hi.'' He said as she lifted her face to look at him.
''Hi.'' She replied with a soft smile, her eyes still full of sleep. ''Don't you have work today?''
''Yeah.. I do.''
''Aren't you late already? What time is it?''
''It's 8:03. And I'm never late, I'm the boss.'' He chuckled. ''But yeah I should get going soon.'' He didn't want to. He wanted to stay like this forever.
She sat up, stretching and softly yawning. Her hair was long enough to almost touch the mattress. It was wavy from the two long French braids she had worn the day before. He put one of his arms behind his head, while he brushed her hair with the fingers of the other. She turned her head to look at him. He hadn't bothered with a shirt. The bed sheets resting low on his abdomen, gave her a perfect view of his toned body. He was a sight to be seen, chiseled to perfection. She bit her lower lip.
''Ki… Don't look at me like that.. I really have to go…''
''Like what? I didn't do anything! You're the one still laying down!'' She grabbed the pillow behind her and smacked him with it. He grabbed it before she could hit him again and threw it on the floor. He came up in a half-sitting position behind her and kissed her bare shoulder, exposed thanks to his shirt being too big on her. She hmm'ed softly, closing her eyes. Just as she opened them, he jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. ''Hey! Not fair!'' She pouted a little playfully, she knew he had to go to work.
She was still in bed when he came out and dressed himself in a gray suit. It made his lavender hair and blue eyes stand out even more. He walked to her side of the bed, bent down and gently kissed her forehead. ''You're going to train today?''
She nodded. ''There's hope Vegeta might blast me to smithereens, so I don't have to go shopping with your mom.'' She said grumpily, making him laugh. He kissed her again, on her lips, allowing her to put her hand behind his head and deepen their kiss.
''You drive me insane, I swear.'' He said backing up to walk away before they both let their desire take over. ''Have a good day, my future wife.''
His words echoed in her head long after she heard the front door click shut. She had said yes but would they ever get the chance to go through with the wedding? Her uncle couldn't be far anymore. The whole ordeal with Frieza and Kelian Sr had happened months ago. Depending on where he was stationed, his arrival wouldn't leave them much time to celebrate.