Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Remember Me Always ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Guardian of Ice 
Trunks tries to get to the bottom of this mess.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Martial Arts | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.23.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 548 | Visits: 185 | Status: Work In Progress
Trunks tries to get to the bottom of this mess.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Martial Arts | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.23.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 548 | Visits: 185 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter Two
As Trunks remained in his unconscious state, Chi-Chi would soon return to try and rouse him. She placed her gentle hands upon his arm, gently shaking him.
One sapphire orb slowly opened, a mumble of protest emitting from his lips. Chi-Chi smiled a bit, speaking once more in that
soft-yet-rich voice of hers.
"Trunks..... Come on now, Wake up.....!"
She grinned in a playful manner, gently tapping his cheeks with her palms. His eyes again opened, a small smile forming upon the teen's thin tiers. He felt his cheeks redden slightly as her hands lingered on his face, those deep chocolate orbs locked onto his.
~* What IS it with me?! She's married, for Kami's sake!*~ He finally just spoke up. "So...where's Goku..?"
She blinked, in oblivion. "Who...?"
"Ha, ha, Chi-chan. Very funny. But really, where is he..?"
First, a puzzled look. "I..don't know who you're talking about, Trunks..."
Those eyes narrowed slightly in concern. "Maybe you need to rest a bit more..."
She slowly drew her hands back, but they were grasped quickly by his as they flew up, his grip firm. His eyes locked up onto hers confusedly, his head canting slightly.
"Chi-Chi...... Your husband, Goku..?" He searched her eyes for signs of recognition, but found none, just that puzzlement.
"What about your son Goh-..." He stopped midsentence, biting his lower lip in confusion, his expression of bewilderment matching the mask over her face.
She pulled her hands from his grasp, her own teeth digging into her lower lip. "Maybe I should go..."
His eyes filled with desparation, and he looked around quickly for no apparent reason. Just as Chi-Chi turned to go, Trunks grabbed her arm, gently, and pulled him to face her once more. Her eyes widened in an expression of fear, and she cringed, believing his next move would be to strike her. Trunks' eyes softened, and he noted how beautiful she really was, how innocent-looking she seemd in the dim sunlight of the room. He slid a trio of digits under her chin, turning it so he could again gaze into her eyes. He sat himself up slowly, feeling her tremble under his touch.
All he could manage was a soft "Chi-Chi......"
His hand slid up to cup her cheek from it's previous resting place on her chin, thumb gently stroking the smooth flesh that adorned her body. She wanted to pull away, yet at the same time wanted to feel more, her skin tingling from the gentleness of his touch.
Trunks could bear it no longer, and before his judgement could get the better of him, he leaned in and softly kissed those silken lips, his eyes half closing.
For a moment, she held the kiss, her eyes wide in amazement at this bold move. Her fists balled, clenching, and she drew a hand back, bringing it down hard upon his cheek. His head turned sharply to the side, more from shock at her actions than from the sting that ran through the left side of his face.
She glared at him a bit, also still in the shock of that one moment, then lowered her blazing eyes to her stinging hand. She bit her lower lip again, and turned from the room, leaving Trunks in a daze.
As Trunks remained in his unconscious state, Chi-Chi would soon return to try and rouse him. She placed her gentle hands upon his arm, gently shaking him.
One sapphire orb slowly opened, a mumble of protest emitting from his lips. Chi-Chi smiled a bit, speaking once more in that
soft-yet-rich voice of hers.
"Trunks..... Come on now, Wake up.....!"
She grinned in a playful manner, gently tapping his cheeks with her palms. His eyes again opened, a small smile forming upon the teen's thin tiers. He felt his cheeks redden slightly as her hands lingered on his face, those deep chocolate orbs locked onto his.
~* What IS it with me?! She's married, for Kami's sake!*~ He finally just spoke up. "So...where's Goku..?"
She blinked, in oblivion. "Who...?"
"Ha, ha, Chi-chan. Very funny. But really, where is he..?"
First, a puzzled look. "I..don't know who you're talking about, Trunks..."
Those eyes narrowed slightly in concern. "Maybe you need to rest a bit more..."
She slowly drew her hands back, but they were grasped quickly by his as they flew up, his grip firm. His eyes locked up onto hers confusedly, his head canting slightly.
"Chi-Chi...... Your husband, Goku..?" He searched her eyes for signs of recognition, but found none, just that puzzlement.
"What about your son Goh-..." He stopped midsentence, biting his lower lip in confusion, his expression of bewilderment matching the mask over her face.
She pulled her hands from his grasp, her own teeth digging into her lower lip. "Maybe I should go..."
His eyes filled with desparation, and he looked around quickly for no apparent reason. Just as Chi-Chi turned to go, Trunks grabbed her arm, gently, and pulled him to face her once more. Her eyes widened in an expression of fear, and she cringed, believing his next move would be to strike her. Trunks' eyes softened, and he noted how beautiful she really was, how innocent-looking she seemd in the dim sunlight of the room. He slid a trio of digits under her chin, turning it so he could again gaze into her eyes. He sat himself up slowly, feeling her tremble under his touch.
All he could manage was a soft "Chi-Chi......"
His hand slid up to cup her cheek from it's previous resting place on her chin, thumb gently stroking the smooth flesh that adorned her body. She wanted to pull away, yet at the same time wanted to feel more, her skin tingling from the gentleness of his touch.
Trunks could bear it no longer, and before his judgement could get the better of him, he leaned in and softly kissed those silken lips, his eyes half closing.
For a moment, she held the kiss, her eyes wide in amazement at this bold move. Her fists balled, clenching, and she drew a hand back, bringing it down hard upon his cheek. His head turned sharply to the side, more from shock at her actions than from the sting that ran through the left side of his face.
She glared at him a bit, also still in the shock of that one moment, then lowered her blazing eyes to her stinging hand. She bit her lower lip again, and turned from the room, leaving Trunks in a daze.