Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Summer Days ❯ The Tiki Bar ( Chapter 5 )

That night the z-gang celebrated a day well spent at a tiki bar on the beach. Neon glowing lights surrounded the area as people all over gathered for drinks, chat and dance. The music echoed throughout the night's air as constant chattering and laughing hummed in everyone's ear. The women had shrugged off the contest, accepting the fact they won nothing but decided to enjoy themselves that night with their men and friends. The z-guys like Goten, Ubbu, Gohan and Gokan all sat with their women complimenting on how beautiful they were and that they were still number one in their book. "You were outrageous Marron!" said Ubbu with a glass of daquiri in his hand and a necklace of flowers around his neck that Marron had given him from her showcase. The queens continued to wear what they wore on stage. Marron still looking sexy in her pastel pink bikini. Ubbu still in his black surf shorts and electric blue sunglasses on his head. The z-gang talked, laughed, ate and drank, enjoying every moment spent together. Trunks rambled on about past events in his younger years at tiki bars with Goku, Tien, Lunch, Juu-chan, Krillen, Yamacha, Gokan and Angel. They laughed and quawked on about their funny experiences and so on. Trunks still wore the crown of colorful shells and flowers on his head, given to him from Usina. It was tilted to the side though in a drunken state being that Trunks was a bit tipsy from the day and now ongoing night. He felt things couldnt get any better when suddenly, Pan made herself present next to him. He stopped his story, turned his head to her and smiled as he then began to search for a seat, "Hey babes! Come have a seat, we're just talking about some fond and hillarious memories of the past." and pulled up a stool from the bar, gulped down his last bit of tequila and asked, "You want anything to drink babes?" the others felt a cold vibe from the black haired woman as they stared at her carefully, reading her thoughts like a book. She was still upset and Bra slightly rolled her eyes.
"No I don't want anything to drink," replied Pan coldly, "No, I dont want to have a seat. No, I'm not having a good time and do you know why Trunks?!"
Trunks frowned and was speechless and before he could even think of an answer, Pan replied, "Because I just can't stand you sometimes! I saw you and Usina!" and Trunks rolled his eyes with an annoying grunt but Pan continued, "What am I suppose to think of that? It was bad enough I didn't win but on top of that you had to go embrace and lift her up. She was out there and you-"
"She won Pan!!" yelled Trunks with impatience and Pan was silent. "She's beautiful! She deserved the title. She won and you didn't! Get over yourself!!"
The whole gang along with Pan were stricken silent. Pan's eyes began to water as she took his new glass of tequila splashed it on him and slammed it on the table, smashing into pieces and then replied with fire in her voice, "NO TRUNKS!! GET OVER YOURSELF!!!" and with that she stormed off crying.
Everyone stared at Trunks amazed at what he had to say. Trunks looked at them all and frowned, "What?!" "It would have helped to say something encouraging to her." whispered Bulma. "She needs to learn that sometimes she can't win everything!" defended Trunks but Juu-chan quickly said after that, "It's not that Trunks. It's the fact that you weren't behind her throughout it all."
Trunks wasn't understanding, "Why's everyone getting all upset? It was a stupid contest for crying out loud!"
"To you maybe," Bra piped in, "but to her it was a simple test to see how much you loved and supported her and you failed miserably." Gohan was furious but every couple had there bad moments so he let it go...for now. One by one everyone stood to go, leaving the purple haired sayian alone at the bar. Trunks rolled his eyes and ordered another drink. He hung his head and ran his fingers threw his hair as he thought. Just as the bar tender handed him another shot, Trunks felt the presence of another body sit by him. The voice was shockingly familiar as she asked the bar tender, "Iced pina colada please?" Trunks glanced to his side and saw none other than Usina herself still dressed in her ravishing bikini. She looked at him with a small smile and said, "Hey Trunks." He gulped as she was then given her drink. Not needing a greeting, the white haired woman took her drink and took a small dainty sip and stired it slowly with her eyes still on him. "I saw that you were the life of the party not too long ago. What happened?" she asked. "Oh," replied Trunks in a low voice, "uh..they had things that needed to get done right quick. They should be back later on though." he added, hopeing that would give her a clue that now wasn't the best time to talk. And Trunks took his new glass of tequila and swallowed it whole with one gulp. Usina could see that he was tense, fustrated and ... well...drunk. A mischievious smile came upon her face and she placed her glass of pina colada down on the counter. "Trunks? Listen," and she placed a soft gentle hand on his arm, "I think you're a wonderful, sweet, charming and not to mention...good looking man." She looked off to the side with a simple flirty smirk as she added, "I've got my hotel room to myself tonight and I believe some company there would be much appreciated."
Trunks ordered another drink and asked with a bit of slur in his voice, "Appreciated?" and Usina moved in slowly on him allowing her chest to touch his and tempt him to glance down. Their nose now touching, Usina wrapped her arms around his neck and stroked the back of head and neck slightly with the tip of her nails as she whispered, "Very much, because this Caliente Island queen can get very lonely at times and I'm sure you dont want me lonely now do you Trunks?"
Unable to control the temptation, Trunks' eyes wondered down then slowly travled back up to her neck then lips. His eyes were heavy and half closed from the numerous drinks and sudden seduction. His words came out as slurred whispers, "Well now it would be ungentlemen like if I were to leave you to be ... lonely." and she gave a small giggle and said in a soothing seductive voice, "So what are you going to do about it?" and Trunks struggled for words, totally overcomed by this elegant queen who ran her thin fingers through his hair , "I'm going to...to, buy you a drink?" and she laughed, "No silly, you're coming with me tonight."
"I am?" he asked unable to think anymore. And she took him by the arm , placed his glass down and replied, "Yes." as she dragged him away.
Pan stood there by a tree decorated with neon lights, her eyes smeared with mascara as tears continued to fall. She watched as the two headed towards the hotel with tears in her eyes.

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Trunks wondered around Usina's hotel room looking at her belongings such as her candles, pictures that she had just gotten developed from her vacation here, scattered makeup, beaded necklaces she had won and cigerettes which were all cluttered on the dresser. She had even managed to leave lipstick prints on the mirror. On her bed sat an old teddy bear, heaps of clothes and more bead neacklaces. As Trunks continued to look around, Usina was in the bathroom changing. He glanced down beside the bed and saw her bedtime kitten faced slippers and frowned strangly at them. He began to fiddle with her perfumes on the night table, opening each and taking a quick wift when she then emerged from the bathroom. With a small glass bottle of Victoria's Secret's Angel perfume in his hand and the cap in the other, Trunks glanced at Usina who was suddenly dressed in a satin red nightgown, wearing next to nothing. It was short, with spegetti straps, laced near the cleavage and the back was bare and low. Distracted by her sudden appearance, Trunsk dropped the perfume only to then quickly pick it up before it spilt on the carpet. Usina laughed lightly as she went over and took the bottle and cap from his hands and placed them back on the night stand. "Don't worry, you smell just fine." she whispered and wrapped her arms around his waist and moved in close for a kiss. Trunks tried to change the atmosphere by looking around and saying how lovely her room was but she didn't care. "Shut up sweets." she replied with a laughter and pushed him on his back in bed ontop of the clothes and beads. Trunks tried to get up but she slowly crawled ontop of him like a prowling tiger. Trunsk then felt no need to get up. Turned on by her ways, his hands floated slowly to her thighs and up to her thin waist. The two began kissing slowly at first till Usina then added more fervor. Trunks had stopped struggling and now instead was welcoming it all in. Suddenly, Trunks felt her hands beginning to untie his board shorts and his eyes shot open but hers were still close as they continued to kiss. With lips still locked, he reached for her hand and pulled it away but she insisted. She then pulled her lips slowly away and whispered, "Relax." and then began to kiss his neck, chest and stomach. Trunks' breathing was hard and a sudden rush of guilt and regret swept over him as he heard his board shorts being unzipped and felt her lips near his lower torso. He quickly zipped up his shorts before she could do anything and sat up. Usina frowned, "What's wrong?" Trunks shook his head, "No no, I can't do this!" and Usina crawled back up to him and rested her chin on his chest as she stroked the side of his face and chin. Trunks could then feel the room spinning. The alcohol had done a number on him and his eyes wondered down to Usina. She was beautiful and wanting him so what was wrong with him? Seeing the alcohol taking effect again and Trunks' tenseness leaving him, she sat up on his stomach and leaned in for deeper kissings. She then sliped back for a moment to look at him. He was incredibly handsome and all hers now. She wanted him the moment she saw him in the crowd and now she couldn't be happier. She came to this island looking for someone like him and now she had found him and would leave with him. "Trunks..." she whispered. With eyes closed and lost in another world without thinking, he leaned in wanting more of her lips but she held him back and stroked his hair as she said, "Trunks..." he frowned slightly with eyes still closed and whispered, "What?" and she said it, "Trunks...I love you."
Still lost in his trance, Trunks started to reply, "I love..." Usina smiled, "Yes...?" and he struggled for it again, "I love..." Anticipating his words, Usina's smile grew larger, "Yes Trunks, say it."
A small confused frown came upon Trunks's face as he stuttered upon the words again, "I love..." and his eyes shot open as if he were shot in the back, "Pan!" he replied quickly bringing himself back to reality. Usina froze with her mouth open and a look of pain and confusion. Trunks looked at her with apologetic eyes and repeated softly, "I love Pan....I'm sorry." and Usina slowly looked away and then down at herself ashamed and feeling pretty low. She slowly and playfully scratched his chest with one finger as she quivered, "The black haired girl?" and Trunks nodded. Usina struggled to keep herself from crying. That last thing she wanted was for him to see her cry. She then looked at him with watery eyes, "Then you had better go to her."
Feeling bad, Trunks lifted up her red right spegetti strap that had fallen over her shoulder and placed back on. "Usina, I should have just -" but Usina laughed through her tears and gave Trunks a playful shove, "Just go you big goof!" Her smile was beautiful and it made him feel all the more better. Trunks then helped Usina off him and walked for the door. Before leaving he turned and whispered, "I really am sorry." and Usina nodded, "So am I."