Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Anything's Possible ❯ While The Adults Are Away, Two Saiyan Teens Will Play! ( Chapter 8 )

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Author's Notes: Here's Chapter 8! Enjoy! It has a tangy flavor to it! Don't forget to REVIEW!

Chapter 8

"YOU'RE COMING AND THAT'S FINAL!!! If I have to go out like this, then you can at least accompany me! After all, the only reason I look like a blimp is because I'm bringing YOUR child into the world. Now hurry up and get dressed!" Bulma's screeching could be heard all throughout the Capsule Corp. mansion.

In the living room, Jen and Trunks shook their heads and continued looking through the massive video collection the Briefs family had available. "Thank kami the banquet is for adults only," Trunks commented without looking up.

"Yeah. Why waste a whole night listening to a bunch of people sitting around in formal attire, discuss the stock market and pretending to enjoy themselves," Jen agreed, still examining the contents of the same shelf also.

"You know, Jen, you and Vegeta act so much alike at times, its scary!" Bulma's voice suddenly interrupted them.

Startled the two teens both jerked their heads up at the same time, inevitably having them collide. Groaning, Jen and Trunks both slowly turned to face the pregnant woman, rubbing their sore temples. "Gomen, Bulma. I didn't mean for you to overhear that," Jen apologized.

"Its alright! If I could get out of this, I would! Unfortunately, being the vice president of a major corporation has its drawbacks too," she informed them.

"You look nice though," Trunks complimented, and Jen nodded in agreement. Bulma wore a simple, sleeveless, royal blue satin dress. It was ankle length with modest slits up to mid thigh. For shoes, simple flats which matched her dress perfecltly had to do (obviously a pregnant woman isn't going to wear pumps). Her hair was done up in gentle curls with a few framing her petite face and she carried a matching sheer wrap, which covered part of her arms and helped to conceal her swollen middle. A diamond necklace and dangling diamond earring completed her ensemble. Somehow she still managed to look completely elegant, despite being over seven months pregnant.

"Thanks! Now if only your father will come down, so we can leave," Bulma grumbled.

"Well if you would stop complaining Woman, you might have noticed that I'm, as usual, waiting on you!" Vegeta retorted from the doorway. He was dressed in a black tux that fit his body perfectly, looking incredibly sexy as he leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. Jen and Trunks eyes nearly bugged out at seeing the ornery Saiyan Prince all dressed up.

"Good! It's about time! Let's go before we're any more late," Bulma demanded as she walked over to her lover, who assisted her in putting on her coat. With that the handsome couple headed for their limo. Right before he shut the door though, Vegeta paused and glared at the two teens.

"You better believe that there will be training tomorrow!" he hissed in warning, then slammed the door behind him. Trunks and Jen glanced at each other and sighed. Tomorrow was going to be HELL!

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An Hour Later....

"We have to stop the bomb before it explodes and kills all those helpless people! What are we going to do, Agent Grey?!" the actress on the screen exclaimed. Jen and Trunks were sitting on the couch in the living room, watching the movie that they had finally picked out. Both were bored silly, but having the entire house had them nervous, after what had transpired the day before in the Gravity Room.

"Simple, Agent White! We'll disarm it!" the *brilliant* male Agent Grey announced. Jen rolled her eyes.

"Wow, Grey! You're so smart! I'm just going to have to give you a kiss!" At which point, the Secret Agents proceeded to make out, while the bomb continued to get closer and closer to its detonation. This time however, no one in the audience bothered to roll their eyes.

Jen studied the twitching tail in her hands as a light blush stained her cheeks. Beside her, Mirai Trunks ran a hand through his hair nervously. As if they had needed, any help in feeling embarrassed around each other. An uncomfortable silence continued to hang over the living room, even after the actors had stopped exchanging saliva.

"Trunks...," Jen finally began, unable to take the tension anymore.

"Yeah?" he answered. The Saiyan girl hesitated.

"Uh...why did you almost kiss me yesterday?" she asked shyly, hating herself as soon as the words left her lips.

Trunks glanced at her surprised, then examined his hands with intensity for a long moment, trying to come up with an answer. 'Why DID I almost kiss her?' A million answers immediately flooded his mind in a confused jumble.

"Well, I feel....," he paused, searching for the right words. "I feel like we're connected somehow. I know we haven't known each other very long at all, but that's the way I feel. And yesterday when you were almost hit by that ki blast, it felt like the connection got stronger somehow," he told her, knowing how lame he must sound.

Jen however was staring at him wide eyed. 'A bond...' she concluded. 'I didn't think they were real..' As she searched inside of herself however, she could also feel a connection with the hybrid male sitting next to her. It wasn't incredibly strong, but now that she was aware of it, she definitely knew it was there. Jen blinked and gently pushed her bangs out of her eyes, only for them to immediately fall back into place. Her tail swished lightly back and forth as the teenage girl sat side ways on the couch and slowly nodded.

"I can feel it too," she informed him quietly. "If I'm correct, I think its a Saiyan Bond." Trunks cocked his head gently.

"What's that?" he asked confused.

"Well, your father would definitely know more about this than I do, but I can try to explain it. A lot of DBZ fans, more particularly romance fanfic writers belief that Saiyans can form bonds with people, whom they are close to...mates mainly. It's like a telepathic link that informs you of your bond-mates emotions and if they're in danger or not. Maybe even what they're thinking. Of course I could be completely wrong about this," she said softly, staring into his eyes which were getting closer and closer.

"No.... I think you're right. I can feel your emotions as clearly as if they were my own," Trunks whispered to her lips. Jen couldn't resist anymore and pressed them to his.

Slowly, their mouths began moving together in a comfortable rhythm. Jen hesitantly wrapped her arms around Trunks' neck, as his tongue slipped out to tease her mouth open. The teenage girl welcomed it with a pleasured sigh, her own tongue joining his in a sensual dance within her mouth. Trunks' arms wrapped around her waist and gently he pulled her into his lap.

Fingers tangled themselves into lavender locks, as Trunks left her mouth and began trailing gentle kisses along her jaw line and down to her neck. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she pressed her breasts to his muscular chest, as Trunks continued to gently suck and nip at her neck. Jen's tail swished behind her lightly. Reluctantly Jen brought Trunks head back up, but she consoled them both by passionately kissing him.

Trunks then laid down on to the couch, taking Jen with him. Their tongues continued to dance, while his hands caressed her back, her velvet tail wrapping around one of his wrists. Jen pulled away from the kiss to trail kisses up to his earlobe and the sensitive skin behind it, which she sucked on gently. Trunks moaned and slid one of his hands up her shirt and around to her front to cup her breast, stroking the hardened nipple through her bra. Jen moaned and abandoned his ears, instead simply nuzzling and occasionally nipping at the sensitive flesh of his neck

His arm sore from the bad angle, Trunks reluctantly removed his hands from Jen's shirt to resume his earlier action of caressing adolescent female Saiyan's back. Content in his warm embrace, Jen allowed herself to drift of into a world of dreams, a smile playing on her lips. Her future mate soon followed suit.

To Be Continued....

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Next Time: While Jen and Trunks go off to play Tag - Saiyan style, Jen comes up with a very good, very difficult idea!

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Author's Notes: Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I enjoyed writing it, even if I did do it in one night aka not much proofreading time! Yeah, I'm tired, its 5:30 am, but I'm happy! Please REVIEW! I worked really hard on this! That's the first time I've wrote any type of kissing/ make out scene, so PLEASE tell me what you think! I'm also trying to keep everyone in character, but I can't really tell how I'm doing with M. Trunks. Let me know if I'm not! Oh and stay tuned for the next chapter! It's really important!

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