Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Always Keep My Promises ❯ Interruptions, interruptions... ( Chapter 11 )

A/N: Ok. First I want to say an enthusiastic thanx to Chilita for writing the only review for "I Always…" To be honest, knowing that someonewas kind enough to review gives me the motivation to continue writing. Second, I'll be reasonable. I know this is a sequel, and you gotta read the first installment first, but I have over 200 visits and only one review. Come on guys, it only takes a minute! Write a review and save an author's life!

A lot of authors threaten that they won't update their stories unless someone reviews, and I don't do that since I write for my own enjoyment… But it would be nice to know what you guys think!

Now that that's out of my system, on to Chapter 11!

Chapter 11

Interruptions, interruptions…

Two days have gone by since Shay's accident. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if she wouldn't have pulled through. Sure Shay keeps telling me that it was just an accident, that it wasn't her time yet, but she just doesn't understand. I had made a silent vow that I would protect her from whatever may come, and now I feel as incompetent as I did all those months ago with Tristan. I still believe that I could have saved Tristan, if only…

*knock knock*

"…Yeah." I really don't feel like any visitors.

"Are you dressed?" Shay's soft voice reached me through my closed door.

"No." I lied and turned over on my bed.

She opened the door anyway. "Good. I knew you wouldn't mind." She said with a smile. "So when are you gonna get you head out of your ass and come down and eat?" She flopped down on the bed with me.

"What?"

"You heard me! I'm not used to seeing food left over from dinner. You and Greedy Goten usually clean out the kitchen."

"You know as well as I do that we have to eat like that." I threw a pillow over my head.

She sobered from her playfulness and lifted a corner of the pillow, exposing my ear. "But you haven't eaten at all, Trunks. With the way you're acting, you would have thought that I d--"

I lifted my hand. "Don't say it." I sighed hard, letting it drop in the process.

"Alright. But you do need to eat something. It's been two days!" She crossed her arms. "If you ask me, I think you're feeling sorry for yourself."

That got my attention. I abruptly sat up, almost knocking her off of the bed. "What the hell are you talking about?" I challenged.

"Look at you! You're moping around the house, looking like someone just shot you in the foot, you aren't eating, you barely sleep. At this rate you're gonna waste away before we even get to use the Dragonballs! I will admit; you have been looking a lot better since we started looking for them, but since my accident you've gone downhill."

"I promised myself that I wouldn't let anything bad happen to you."

She paused, letting my words sink in. "I really appreciate that, Trunks. But you have enough stress to handle right now, and if you look at it, I already have someone looking out for me, at least for now."

I was about to ask her who she was talking about, but it dawned on me. Goten has been becoming quite fond of her. He refused to give up on her two days ago, even though she had technically been dead for over five minutes, not including the time she was unconscious underwater. He was the only reason she was sitting here talking to me now.

"Stop taking on so much responsibility or you'll run yourself into the ground. Now will you please… PLEASE… come eat some of this food? I swear, if I have to stuff some more food in that little ass fridge because you won't eat it, I will put my foot so far up your ass…"

"OKAY, okay. I'll go eat." I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. "Why does all this seem so familiar?"

"All what?"

"Us sitting here talking like this?"

"Because I had to talk some sense into you that day at your house." She said, giving me a sidelong look. Remember?" She crossed her eyes and started talking in a whiny voice. "You were giving me that `You don't know what I'm going through!' bull!"

I laughed despite the fact that she was mocking me. "Yeah, well, I could have killed you that day."

She stood and stretched. "But you didn't. And why was that?"

I rolled my eyes and scowled. "Because you were right."

She started clapping frantically. "Ooh, he's learning! Now come on," She reached down and grabbed my hand. "Let's go get you fat!"

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"Infomercial… infomercial… news… talk show… infomercial…" Goten droned on as he channel surfed. Shay continued to lean on the side of the couch, her head perched on her hand.

"…infomercial… weather… oh Kami, CSPAN… Ooh! No, wait. Infomercial."

"Goten, just pick something to watch."

"I would, but there's nothing on. Talk show… Jerry Springer… infomercial for Jerry Springer…"

Shay let out an exasperated breath. "I'm gonna go clean or something." She headed toward the kitchen, unbeknownst to her, a pair of obsidian eyes were watching her every step. Goten licked suddenly dry lips as he watched his female companion lean over to take a peek in the fridge. Shay didn't even realize she was being watched until she turned around to meet her admirers gaze. Their eyes locked for what seemed like minutes until she looked down, suddenly interested in what was on the floor. Slowly, she made her way back to her previous spot, drink in hand, and resumed her place beside Goten.

"…Umm, Goten?" Her voice sounded hesitant.

"Yeah?"

"Why were you crying that day, you know, when my accident happened?"

Goten looked away and chewed thoughtfully on his lower lip. This wasn't exactly his favorite subject to talk about. After all, he still felt that he was responsible for what happened that day. Of course when he found that Shay was going to be fine, he went to the rental store and almost killed the last person who tended to the oxygen tanks, but in the end it didn't make him feel any better about what happened.

"Goten? We don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to."

Goten looked down at her hand resting on his shoulder. Without a word, he reached across and took her hand in his, gently massaging it while looking into her eyes. "I was scared. I care about you a lot, and to know that you almost drowned because of me, I just didn't know what to do."

"But you saved me. I owe you my life! It wasn't your fault that my tank was giving a false readout. You checked it over and over, it was just faulty equipment. If it was anyone's fault, it was the people at the rental place, not you Goten."

"You don't blame me for that?" Goten asked incredulously.

"No. I'm thanking you." She pulled Goten into her soft embrace, kissing him tenderly on his forehead. He relished in her gentle scent of what resembled sandalwood.

"Thank you." He muffled into her chest, earning a smile from Shay. Goten tapped her leg a few seconds later. "Shay?"

"Hm?"

"I can't breathe."

She playfully pushed him away. "Nobody told you to stick you head between my breasts either!"

"I couldn't help it, they were calling me! `Goten, come rub your face between us! We're so soft and luscious, and we like to be kissed!'"

Shay stood. "You know you have issues, right?" She laughed, returning to the kitchen, this time with Goten following her. He glided behind her while she placed her glass in the sink, pinning her against the counter before she could turn around.

"Goten, what are you doing?" Shay softly protested.

"Nothing." He slid his arms around her shapely body, inhaling the scent of her perfume which he found strangely intoxicating. Whether it was the particular scent or if it was that the scent was coming from her that made it so alluring, he didn't know. He leaned his head down planting a sensual kiss in the curve of her neck. With their close proximity, he realized that it wasn't the sandalwood that was driving him crazy; it was herscent that was putting him in a trance. A minute later, he turned her around to face him, the shifting of the space between them causing the scent of her increasing arousal to reach his sensitive Saiyan nose. If she only knew the things he wanted to do to her… For the moment he settled for looking into her hazel eyes, noting how her eyes grew darker when she was aroused, her full lips slightly parted.

"I've wanted to do this since our first day on this trip." When his still hadn't made a move, Shay trusted her voice enough to speak.

"You wanted to do what?" Shay leaned into his hand as he brought it to caress her face, allowing him to tilt her chin slightly toward his.

"This…" He whispered against her lips. Their lips met ever-so-slightly before they soon lost themselves in what they had both been holding back. Shay's arms snaked around Goten's neck while his hands traveled south, outlining the curves of her body. Reaching down further, he lifted her leg, running the tips of his fingers along the soft flesh behind her thighs. She moaned into his mouth, responding by capturing his tongue with her own. He learned of her hot spot when he inadvertently touched it the last time they fell asleep on the futon. The loss of her other leg supporting her body made Shay start to wobble against him. Without breaking their kiss, Goten lifted Shay and sat her on the countertop, still letting his hands roam along her thighs.

"Maybe… maybe we should stop, Goten." She whispered breathlessly.

Goten kissed his way down her neck. "Why?"

"Well… what about Bra?" She gripped the fabric of his white tee when his gently sucked on her neck.

"Am I kissing Bra right now?"

"… No…"

"Then don't worry about her." He said into her ear, flicking his tongue across her earlobe, another one of her `spots'. Goten wanted her badly and her soft moans weren't helping with his composure, or what was left of it. He kissed his way back down her body, past her neck, and stopped at her supple, and bra-less, breasts. He pushed her tank top away with ease, kissing and licking the smooth skin beneath. Shay sharply took in a breath when Goten ran one finger downward across her womanhood, sending a shiver up her spine. She didn't know when he had pushed his way up her loose-fitting shorts, but at that moment she could care less. Using his index finger, Goten moved her damp panties out of his way, running his finger down her moistened slit. He reluctantly withdrew his mouth from her pert nipple and watched as her face changed in response to his ministrations. He rubbed slow circles on her sensitized clit with his thumb, using her own moisture to aide him along. He didn't realize how much she wanted him until he felt her small hand grab his erect member, causing him to growl deep in his throat. Seeing that as a sign to go further, Goten slid one finger inside her, keeping her steady on the counter with his free hand, and watched as her hazel eyes fluttered closed.

"G-Goten…"

Goten let out a harsh sigh as she applied more pressure. "What?"

"Maybe… we should… oohh, go to my room." Shay moaned.

"Hey guys, I was just thinking- -WHOA! Damn, I'm sorry!"

Goten rested his head on Shay's shoulder and removed his finger from her warm opening. I'm gonna kill him!

Shay laughed nervously and waved. "Hey, Trunks."

"No, no, don't stop! I'm just gonna go. Carry on." Trunks said from the living room.

"No, it's okay. I was just leaving." Much to Goten's chagrin, Shay removed her hand from inside his shorts and pulled the front of her shirt back over her exposed breast. With one last lust filled look, Goten helped Shay off of the counter, watching as the unattainable LeShaiyah Tamari walked past Trunks and up the stairs. Goten exhaled, filing his cheeks with air, and mouthed the word `damn'.

Trunks followed his friend's line of vision and watched until she was no longer visible. "I am so sorry, man. I wouldn't have never came down here if I would have known you two were… you know."

"Yeah. Well, now that my dick's gone down, what were you talking about when you came rushing in here?"

Trunks put his hand behind his head. "Huh? Oh, yeah! I was thinking that since I have to go to this… gathering with Sasami, maybe it wouldn't be so bad if you two went with me. But the more I think about it; maybe you might want to have the night to yourselves instead."

"I'm not thinking too clearly right now. Can I get back with you on that one?" Goten asked, running a tired hand across his forehead. "It's been a long night."

"Yeah, sure. Goten?"

"What now?"

"You want to kick my ass, don't you?"

Goten smiled sarcastically. "How'd you guess?" He put his arm around his friends shoulder and headed for the front door. "There's this huge clearing in the forest not too far from here that's just screaming your name."

"What? No there isn't. I've been up and down this forest. This is the only clearing." Trunks said.

Goten laughed evilly, pushing him roughly out of their capsule house. "Oh, you must have missed the one I'm about to bury you in!"

"Well, you're gonna have to catch me first!" Trunks flew off, initiating the chase.

"But when I do, that's your ass!" Following Trunks' ki trail, Goten blasted off into the night.

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A/N: MWA HA HA HA HA!!!!!! I'm so evil! Just when you think they're gonna do it, NOPE! But don't worry! They will get theirs… or will they??...?

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