Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Paradise of the Moon ❯ Dreaming of Breakfast ( Chapter 1 )

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Boys make no sense, so it's easy to misread a signal now and then, but when all you want to do is sleep most girls are bound not to care. The moon is back and causing mayhem, and a certain guy's hormones are running rampant...what's a girl to do to get some shut-eye around here!? Read to find out, and PLZ PLZ PLZ Leave a review!!!!!

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Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 04.03.2005 | Pages: 16 | Words: 11.0K | Visits: 2.3K | Status: Completed

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Paradise of the Moon

A woman with long silver-blonde hair sighed dreamily as the warm trickles

of water ran down her body. There was nothing like a nice hot shower to

relax those tense muscles, and to be alone. She ran her fingers through her

damp tresses, loving its soft feel, and leaned upwards to let the gentle streams

water caress her face. For the next ten minutes this woman allowed herself

to become completely oblivious to the world around her, and instead enjoyed

inhaling the mist and steam from the hot spray as it floated about her.

That is, until she found herself suddenly enclosed in a pair of strong arms.

She dropped the cloth that she had been washing herself with in surprise

when he began placing soft, hungry kisses down her neck, savoring her taste.

She shuddered, but not before tilting her head to the side, wanting to soothe

the newfound heat that was burning within her body. His hands drifted lower

until they brushed across her belly, rubbing her flat stomach and toying with

her navel. The blonde hadn't even heard the man enter the bathroom, but

here he was, and from the looks of it he wasn't going anywhere soon.

Her hands, as though of their own free will, reached up to wrap themselves

around his neck, pulling them closer together. He growled and quickly pulled her

arms from his neck before turning her to face him.

His mouth was pressed into a roguish grin, and his beautiful deep blue eyes

were alight with passion. Strings of wet lavender hair clung to his face and

shoulders making him look like something straight out of a dream. He looked

so delicious that it hurt. That was her last complete thought before she brought

her hands up to cup his face and moved him down so that his lips met hers.

He pulled away to place tender kisses on her cheeks and down her jaw, while

his eager hands slid over her lower back, and then trailed down her slippery

bottom in order to stroke her toned thighs.

One arm came up to wrap around her petite waist before hoisting her up so that

blue clashed with blue. She heard herself cry out in pleasure and pain when her

back hit the warm shower wall, but it turned into cry of ecstasy when he bent down

to torment her mauve nipple with his teeth and tongue. Teasing it until it became a

taut little pebble in his mouth, and then he did the same to its twin.

Her right hand formed a tight fist as she pounded against the shower wall. Heaven

had nothing on this…

Now it was her turn. In a burst of speed and strength the blonde pushed and then

flipped places with her lover so that his back was now resting where she had once

been.

She raked her nails down his chest and over his nipples, reveling in the guttural

moan she received for her trouble. Her soft pink lips trailed delicate kisses full

of fire down his front, and then upon reaching his torso, she allowed herself to

become a bit more daring by sensually tracing his rippling muscles with her tongue.

The combination of the droplets of water that coated his body and sweat gave his

skin a sweet yet salty taste.

The lavender haired man growled softly under his breath before grasping her

shoulders and lifting her in order to press her lips to his in another soul-searing

kiss. Their tongues explored the well known territory, their teeth nipped playfully

at each others lips, and their moans filled the hot, moist air.

She murmured her lover's name over and over against his lips, her body losing

what little strength she had left in her, as she fell into his waiting arms. Once again

she was against the wall, her small feet dangling off the ground as he moved

between her legs.

“Serena I---” He began huskily as he prepared himself to enter her...

::BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP::

A tired Serena groaned loudly as her alarm clock went off, interrupting

her passionate interlude with the love of her life.

“Stupid clock; And just when I was at the best part too!” She muttered

grumpily as she wiped the perspiration from her forehead. She hit the

snooze button and then tried to drift back into dreamland, only to be

awoken by the noise of her alarm clock once again.

Muttering a curse that she had somehow picked up from her boyfriend

and his friends, she threw a pillow at the accursed piece of machinery,

and then allowed another colorful curse to flow passed her lips when she

missed and knocked over her make-up case instead. Serena growled

angrily leaning over the edge of her comfy bed to swing at the damn clock,

managing to hit it dead on. She smiled triumphantly, but that didn't last for

long because her legs had somehow become tangled in the bed sheets,

and she went toppling over the side, landing in an ungraceful heap on the

hard-wood floor.

She slammed a pillow on her face, resisting the urge to scream at the

unfairness of it all. In her opinion it was way too early to be up, after all it

was just barely ten o'clock! What person in their right mind would begin

their day at such an ungodly hour?

A Ki blast caused a tree to crash to the ground out in the yard, causing

Serena to sigh deeply into her pillow. Vegeta would that's who. The

man had never been completely sane to begin with, Serena concluded

silently.

Well, since she was up, she might as well shower and then go down to

breakfast. A laugh escaped her lips as her tummy gurgled loudly at the

thought pancakes and bacon...and eggs...hash browns...sausage...yum!

At the simple thought of food, Serena was up, had grabbed her clothes,

and had made her way into the bathroom in less than thirty seconds!

(AN: A girl's got to eat right? This is Serena after all...the bottomless pit!)

Her time in the shower remained uneventful, much to Serena's disappointment,

a part of her longed for her dream to come true. Maybe then the dreams that

plagued her every night would cease and she would finally be able to get a decent

amount of sleep.

Stepping out of the shower, she dried herself off and then towel dried her hair.

Taking her towel, she quickly began to clean off the steam covered mirror in order

to style her honey-butter blonde mane that went to the middle of her back. Putting

it in an easy high ponytail she dressed hurriedly and made her way down three

flights of stairs and into the spacious kitchen of the luxurious vacation home owned

by Dr. Briefs and his wife, Bunny.

::THE KITCHEN::

Serena practically floated into the kitchen when the precious aroma of

freshly baked muffins wafted into the hallway. It was there that she found

Chi-Chi and Bulma baking up a storm. Since they weren't paying any

attention to her she sneakily reached toward a gooey blue-berry muffin,

her mouth watering as she thought of the first bite she would take.

Her reverie was swiftly shattered however, when out of nowhere a black

spatula came crashing down on her outstretched fingers, causing her to

immediately jerk away from the steaming plate.

“Ouch!” She screeched angrily while nursing her hurt fingers. “For Kami's

sake Chi-Chi, a simple `No' or `Those are for breakfast' would have done just

as well! Were you tryingto break my fingers or something?”

“Well then next time don't try to sneak off with one of Bulma's muffins!”

She huffed indignantly.

Serena's face paled considerably at the words “Bulma's muffins”, that had

been an accident just waiting to happen. Sure they smelled edible, hell they

smelled wonderful, but that was how all her stuff smelled, but when it was tasted...

well that was another story. She seriously thought about hugging the woman in

front of her for saving her life the way she had, even if she had sacrificed Serena's

poor fingers in the process.

Bulma turned to face the intruding teenager, her eyes filled with exasperation.

“Honestly Serena, my cooking is not that bad!”

“You're right, Chi-Chi muttered under her breath, it's worse.”

“What was that Chi?” Bulma asked as her eyes narrowed dangerously.

She turned to face Serena again before replying, “Go on and try one! I

bet they taste great! Go on!”

“That's okay, the blonde protesting before backing toward the entrance

with her hands held out in front of her to ward off Bulma's protests,

Chi-Chi's right. I should wait for breakfast like everybody else. I'll just be

going now.”

“Serena wait!” Bulma called out after her, causing her to stiffen in the

doorway. “Would you go wake Trunks for me? He was up sparring with

Gohan earlier, but I think he went back to sleep. He should be in his room

right now.”

“Yeah sure!”

Once the blonde was out of earshot Chi-Chi turned back to Bulma.

“Nice job with keeping her away from your muffins Chi.” Bulma grumbled.

“Well it worked didn't it?”

“But did you have to insult my cooking”

“I was only telling the truth---” Chi-Chi began before she was hit with a face-full

of flour.

She blinked once, then twice...and then a deadly flour war began.

::TRUNKS' BEDROOM::

So many of those damned stairs! Why had that boy picked a room so

close to the top of the house!?

Quietly opening the door to her boyfriend's bedroom, Serena smiled at

the sweet picture the boy before her made. Trunks was shirtless and was

lying peacefully on his front with an arm draped over the edge of his large

bed. His lavender hair had begun to come out of its loose ponytail, and the

strands framed his face, accenting his striking features. The room was dark

Just as the sweet smile had formed on her face it was quickly replaced by

a mischievous grin as she rubbed her hands together evilly. This was

perfect, after eighteen years of being friends the guy had never figured out

that it was best for him to be up before she was, otherwise he would be in

for a rude awakening.

Oh well, she shrugged mentally, he should be used to it by now anyway.

He had brought this on himself, it was what he got for getting to sleep

while she had to wake up. If she, Serena Tuskino, would not be permitted

to sleep then no one else would be able to either.

Serena drew in a deep breath, and then took a running start and jumped

into Trunks' bed, startling him from his sleep. He shot upwards, which

allowed Serena time to check out his black boxers. Trunks' head jerked

from side to side in surprise, before resting his eyes on his girlfriend's

slender form.

He gave an irritated grunt and pulled the covers over his head intending

to fall back asleep. That was not gonna happen, nope not in this lifetime,

her breakfast was on the line here!

“Sweetie, she shrieked in his ear at the top of her lungs, time to rise and

shine!” Serena grasped the covers with both hands and tugged with all

her might, she was rewarded with a deep growl and with the smack of a pillow,

sending her tumbling off a bed for the second time that morning. That was

also part of their ritual, but it still hurt!

“Owie!” She whimpered pitifully from her current position on the floor.

“That hurt Trunks!”

He groaned and flipped on his back with his hands behind his head. Trunks

was silent for a moment before replying. “One would like to think that you

would get tired of doing that one day. Today is not that day is it?”

“I think you broke my butt you jerk!” Serena muttered while rubbing her

abused rear.

He let out a sigh of defeat.

“Come here.”

“No. I'm already hurt enough thank you very much. By the way, have you

considered Anger Management of some sort?”

“I'll tell you if you tell me why you take so much pleasure in attacking people

while they're in bed minding their own business. Don't you ever get tired of

bothering me?”

“Have you ever gone a whole twenty-four hours without a girlfriend?” She

fired back.

“Watch it Tuskino.” Trunks warned gently as he watched Serena stand up

and brush herself off.

“You hurt me!” She whined melodramatically as she made her way towards

the door, it was time for breakfast.

“Then come here so I can make it better.” Trunks murmured huskily as he

sat up in bed, letting the covers pool around his legs, allowing his boxers to

come into plain view. He, however, either didn't notice or didn't care because

Serena was the only one who had enough decency to blush for the both of

them.

“That's not happenin' babe. I'm hungry, I'm hurt, and you need to put on

some clothes. Let's go, c'mon grab something and hop in the shower cuz

I'm outta here!”

“But it's no fun showering alone!”

“Well you've been doing it alone for a while now, I thought you'd be used

to it! I'm not going in there with you, besides I already had my shower.”

Serena turned away from him to open the door, only to instantly be swept

up in her boyfriend's arms.

“Aaaahhhhcccckkkk! Trunks put me down! There is food in the kitchen,

nice hot food…(drool)…and everyone's gonna eat it all without me!” She

stuck out her full bottom lip in a stubborn puppy-dog pout as she spoke.

“So what? That's not what I'm hungry for right now…” He trailed off as he

murmured into her ear. She shuddered as he bent down to nuzzle her neck

and let her head fall back in ecstasy as he nibbled on her throat.

“Serena?”

“Hmmm…?” She responded lazily.

“You stink.” Trunks stated simply.

“I what!? I stink!?”

“Yep, I think someone needs another shower.”

He laughed when she hit him none to gently in his shoulder. “You really

are a jerk, you know that?” She muttered when he began making his

way into “His” bathroom with her still in his arms. Her eyes widened in

surprise when she finally realized that he was being serious.

If what happened in her dream were to happen in real-life then… Serena

felt her eyes glaze over and her pulse began to quicken. She watched as

he grabbed a towel from the rack before stepping over to the shower and

turning on the water. Good, at least he was going to make this quick, she

didn't know much longer she would have lasted resting against his bare

chest. The feeling of those contracting and expanding muscles under the

heat of her palms was enough to drive any girl wild, not to mention that

under any other circumstances she'd probably have fallen asleep in his

arms. Whenever Serena was in his arms, she felt safe…and he was always

so warm.

Serena shivered inadvertently when a cold drop of water hit her hand,

making her cling tighter to Trunks, and giggled softly as his long lavender

hair tickled her arms.

“Cold darling?” He murmured into her ear before catching her lips in a soft,

heated kiss before nipping at her lower lip.

“Uhmhmm…” Was all she could say between kisses. “But now I'm hot…”

“Then how about we cool off a bit before breakfast?”

Serena trailed a finger down the center of his chest and watched in delight

as he shivered under her touch.

He took hold of her hand and removed it from his chest before intertwining

their fingers.

“Before we go any further babe, do you promise not to wake me up like that

any more?”

The dreamy look in Serena's eyes disappeared as soon as the words flew

out of his mouth. “No way pal, she snorted, if you don't want that to ever

happen again then be awake before I am and there won't be a problem!

I like torturing you Trunks, you should know that.”

“Then I can't promise you that I'll be gentle.” He said as he gave her a

sexy grin.

“Who said I wanted you to be?” Her voice lowered until it became a husky

whisper.

“Just remember you said that darling…” He trailed off as a new light came

into his eyes. It was a look of pure evil, and it was a look that Serena

noticed one second too late.

She screeched shrilly when Trunks held her out to the freezing streams

of water, being just inches away, she could feel cold mist as it covered

her bare arms. That asshole had never warmed the water up!

Serena's face turned red with both anger and fear and she quickly tired

climb on top of Trunks in hopes of getting as far as possible from the very,

very wet water.

“Omigosh!”

“Trunks this is freezing cold! Have you lost your mind or something!? Do you

have any idea of how long it took for me to get my hair this straight? I spent

forever yesterday trying to clip all of my split ends, not to mention that this

outfit happens to brand-new! So stop joking around and let me down already…

please?” She added the last part when he showed no signs of relenting.

Instead of thinking it over he moved Serena even closer to the falling droplets,

and let out a loud laugh when she shrieked again.

“Okay, okay, okay! I am really really really sorry! I swear that will never do

anything to scare you like that again! Seriously, you have my word; now

please, pretty please with whipped cream and a cherry on top!?” She let

out the sigh that she had been holding in for some time now as he

appeared to be considering it.

“I think I believe you babe…but just what are you willing to do for it? Begging

was a nice touch, but I think that it's going to take a little more…persuasion.”

She gulped loudly before replying, “Just what did you have in mind?”

“I don't know, but that whipped cream and cherry idea has quite a bit

of potential.”

Trunks had to hold back another laugh as his girlfriend's face turned three

different shades of red. It took her a moment to come back to reality, but

once she did, she exploded. “You! You-you-you---! That is---I mean…Okay

you know what? Just---just put me down dammit! Trunks I am NOT playing

with you, alright? I said what I meant and I meant what I said, now which part

of that did you not understand?”

“Fine, he fired back coolly, I'll put you down…and cool you down at the same

time.” And with that said he proceeded to drop her into the shower and close

the door. Trunks cringed and covered his ears when Serena screamed, but in

his opinion she'd had it coming for some time now.

He pulled off his black silk boxers (AN: Can't you just imagine it now?), and in

one fluid motion he had replaced his boxers with a dark purple towel. Trunks

had just finished tucking the knot in place the shower door was thrown open

and out stepped a thoroughly soaked Serena.

Steam was literally pouring out of her ears as she rung out her hair, mentally

wincing as she pulled too hard. Trunks could feel his lower half tighten at

the sight his girlfriend. With her golden locks clinging to the smooth skin of

her face and neck, and her clothes plastered to her body like a second skin,

she looked utterly irresistible.

A few minutes ago he'd had every intention of taking her the way he'd

wanted to, but this opportunity had been too good to pass up. So what

if she was mad? Serena would just have to get over it, she was his after all.

“Problem Princess?” Trunks asked sweetly.

He held back a chuckle when she snarled viscously at him. When she began

to advance upon him Trunks stood his ground, this new side of her was turning

him on.

“Why did you do that to me?” She questioned softly.

“Because you needed to be taught a lesson Love, why do you think?”

The minute she registered his words she launched herself at him with all the

force she could muster. Serena let out a frustrated shriek as he continually

dodged swipe after swipe of her nails, he was just too damn fast!

Trunks tried to catch her around the waist, she was just too little and too slippery.

He grunted in pain when she managed to clock him in the head with a rather large

shampoo bottle. Trunks did however; manage to capture a leg that had failed in its

attempt to kick him, putting them in a rather compromising position.

Serena began to wiggle furiously in hopes of freeing herself from her boyfriend's

hold. With one last desperate attempt Serena jerked herself forward and then

backwards, but instead of helping the situation, it sent them both crashing onto

the tiled bathroom floor with Serena pinned under Trunks. All the poor blonde

could do was groan from the pain in her lower abdomen and lack of oxygen.

Both were breathing hard and ready for any surprise attack that might come their

way. Serena sneakily brought her other free arm up to deliver one last punch,

only to have it be intercepted by the lavender teen above her. He glared at her

and flashed her a quick smirk of triumph before pulling the newly captured arm

over her head.

Serena's heart began to race and a blush formed on her cheeks when she realized

that Trunks' towel was hanging half-off his body, it was still covering all of his ::cough::

assets, but just barely. And not only was he about to lose his only article of clothing,

if you can even call a towel that, some sort of a bulge could be seen forming behind it.

She squeezed her eyes shut and gasped out the words: “Can't breathe!”

Trunks immediately adjusted his position on top her, allowing fresh air to flow back

into her lungs. He also let go of both her arms, and grinned devilishly when she

tried to shield herself from his roaming eyes. This was actually going better than he

had expected.

Serena gave a weak laugh at the events that had just transpired only moments

ago before she began calculating another means of escape.

“Okay, she began bravely; you've had your fun Trunks. Let me up so I can go

change please.”

“Why can't you change right here baby?” He purred suggestively.

“Don't call me that!”

“Why not darling?”

“Because I said so, and because I don't like that name!” She retorted

huffily.

“Then what do I call you Tuskino?” His voice dropped until it seemed as though

it was nothing but a simple husky vibration against the hollow of her throat.

“Cut it out,” she managed as she slowly became lost in his passionate kisses.

“Why don't you just call me Serena like everyone else?”

He stopped kissing her neck and moved his way up to her delicate earlobe,

taking his sweet time by blowing sexily in her ear. “Because baby, I'm not

just anyone. How about I call you what I want and we leave it at that? See

darling, it's simple really, you belong to me, end of discussion.”

“What did you just say?”

You heard exactly what I said Serena, but I'll repeat it anyway. You are

mine, you belong to me and you will always belong to me.

“You have no right to---“ Serena burst out.

“I have every right, he cut her off, and this will take time for you to understand

everything darling. Now you can either leave or join me in the shower, for

real this time.”

The new glimmer in his eyes frightened Serena to no end, but excited her

at the same time. That arrogant bastard, didn't own her, she wasn't his

property…!

Trunks spoke again when she mad no move to get up and leave. “You're

trying my patience sweetie and you're shivering. You had best make up

your mind quickly before I do it for you.”

That was all he had to say, because in a flash, his blonde vixen had unlocked

the bathroom door, thrown it open and sprinted out of his room, leaving her

boyfriend sprawled out on the floor.

Facts were facts, she'd be his eventually, and she would have to terms

with it.

AUTHORS NOTES: I hope you like this chapter! I will try to update weekly,

and please make sure you read my notes because this is were I usually

answer questions or talk about the story status. Thanx for reading, and

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