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Snatched-Discontinued	By : AquaTonic Category: Sailor Moon > Crossovers Views: 4340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Snatched

Chapter Eleven

Dr. Livingston listened as Trunks explained our current situation while analytically watching our body movements. I knew during the description of what had happened I had flinched at a few of the details, especially when it came to Motoki. Livingston was quiet as I watched her lean back still in thought.

“In my professional opinion,” she began, leaning forward to change position of crossing her legs. “I do believe the feelings her highness may be feeling are entrapment. This marriage arrangement was based off feelings that are no longer valid after truth of the situation with her previous partner was revealed. With her idea of estrangement, instead of divorce, it is clear that her mentality is in thought of the children first. Wouldn’t you agree your highness?”

I felt my stomach tighten at how close she was to my emotions. It was true, I was thinking of the children always first instead of us. I gave a nod while I found my voice had left me.

“With these changed emotions, the relationship is bound to change to one more out of duty than out of love. I do understand that you both care for each other, but I also believe there are other individual issues that need to be addressed first before we begin healing your relationship,” Livingston answered, flooring me at her response. I never thought I would ever have issues that needed to be resolved before I could casually enter into a new relationship. I did find truth in how she analyzed our relationship, feeling that it would take longer than I thought to resume where we left off. “Individually I’ll get together with you privately to set-up a schedule for our individual sessions. For now, I suggest no physical contact and to begin your relationship at a starting point. Go out on dates, get to know each other, and slowly bring each other into your lives.”

I had to admit, her advice was good but I felt uncertain that this whole ‘dating’ of my husband was a good idea. We were already married and pregnant so what was the point of it? But then again, I needed to regain my own independence. I didn’t like how weak I felt depending on Trunks so much and missed my spunky self. I craved to feel that strength push through my veins, to feel my muscles burn, and the glory of feeling powerful. Would I be able to center myself away from Trunks?

“Thank you for your advice Dr. Livingston,” Trunks answered, and I could see he didn’t like the idea of us being apart either. Pushing up to his feet, I could tell Trunks looked agitated by how composed he tried to look.

“I feel my advice will go unused,” Livingston replied, pushing up a small smirk in his direction. I pulled to my feet and touched Trunks’ arm lightly.

“No, we’ll follow the advice,” I chipped in, ignoring the flare of Trunks’ nose. I almost wanted to laugh but held it back. “I would like to start these sessions as soon as possible and get it resolved before my due date.”

I had six more months to go, but I wasn’t sure how long it would take. I knew emotional damage took time to repair, especially now that there were two parties that needed to resolve issues before working on one large one together. Livingston gave me a warm smile and nod before we left the office. I could feel the agitation moving through Trunks as we walked back to the room and he gave a message to one of the maids to begin on the task of switching rooms.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” asked Trunks, pulling us to a stop before our bedroom doors. I knew it must have felt like I was betraying him after I told him last night I didn’t want to live estranged, but we needed to do this. I gave him a soft smile and took his hands.

“It’s just temporary, but I can’t help but agree with her analysis. We both have suppressed issues we need to work on and clear before being able to focus on us. There are other ways we can be together in the mean time,” I answered, hoping it would relieve some of his concerns. Instead, I still found his face just as serious as before. “Trunks, I still need to go maternity shopping…we could have lunch and count it as date one?”

I watched him let out an irritated sigh before letting my hands drop.

“I have a week’s worth of work to catch up on, it’ll be some time before I’ll be free to go on dates,” Trunks admitted and I could see where his frustration was coming from. No wonder he thought this would be a bad idea and didn’t want us in separate rooms. I was beginning to feel bad for agreeing to follow Livingston’s recommendation but knew I needed to stick to my decision. We needed to center ourselves, and maybe follow that rule that ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’.

“We have the evenings to meet,” I suggested but watched his brow twitch.

“I have a project deadline to make-up for,” he continued as I felt my heart sink. Would the only time we have to spend together be close to Christmas? I was just as disappointment but decided not to let that get me down as I pushed up a soft smile.

“The time will be right soon, until then we can focus on ourselves. I have holiday cards, baking and gift shopping to finish before Christmas,” I answered, still feeling the disappointment move through us. “I guess I’ll see you when we’re able.”

Trunks was silent and I watched his hand push up, only to pause before dropping to his side.

“I’ll drop by your room when I’m free,” Trunks answered gruffly before leaving. I couldn’t help but watch him walk away feeling alone. Deciding to give myself some space, I grabbed my jacket and purse before heading out for some much needed shopping. At this moment I wished all my friends where here to go with me. I wondered how big Usagi was getting since she was nearing her own due date soon with the next heir. With the driver as my guide, I was taken to the downtown shopping where I could get almost everything in one shop. The block was filled with multiple shops and I was beginning to feel the ideas pushing through me. The first placed I stopped was the maternity shop where I saw wide eyes from the associates as they curiously watched me move through the store.

“Is there something I could help you find?” one asked, looking a bit mortified to talk to me. I held back my giggle and pushed up a smile.

“Yes, I’m looking for pants that have room for expansion and blouses,” I answered, seeing her eyes widen. I knew we hadn’t interacted with the community yet since we were appointed, but I was surprised at how differently the people acted. “We’re expecting twins.”

I watched her face light-up at the news.

“How exciting! Right this way,” she began and started to go through the details of what would be the right products. I couldn’t help but feel confused at all the information she pumped into me while shopping; I had special bras, spandex waist pants that would stretch as I grew, and cute blouses and shirts that would eventually need to be bought again. I couldn’t help but feel more than pleased that all my needs were met in this store. “Congratulations, I’m glad to see our royal family is expanding.”

“Thank you,” I answered, following the clerk out as she helped me load the bags into the car. I watched the clerk slowly go back into the store and knew I still had more shopping to do. Feeling the cold weather start to seep in, I took shelter at a local coffee shop to grab something warm. Taking my place in line to order, I noticed how quiet the once murmuring coffee shop became as I found it was my turn and the clerk looked baffled on how to greet me. I felt a sigh and soft smile push through me as I approached the counter.

“Y-y-your highness,” he quickly stuttered with eyes widened. Fumbling, he quickly bowed his head respectfully before trying not to stare. I couldn’t help but giggle.

“Please, I don’t need formalities,” I answered, watching how he finally gazed up slowly to stare up at my face. He looked even more nervous pushing back up to his full height while forgetting what he was doing. “What would you recommend on a cold day without caffeine?”

“A Chai tea would fit you, your highness,” I heard a voice from behind me and looked over my shoulder to see Kaspar behind me. I felt a little shocked to see him standing there but pushed up a smile well enough. I couldn’t help but notice how regal he looked standing in a casual grey suit with royal blue accents. Kaspar took to my side casually before gazing up at the clerk; he looked different and gave off a powerful aura. “Two chai teas, hot, and to go.”

The clerk looked confused but quickly placed in the order while taking the card Kaspar produced. I felt my elbow grabbed as he led us to the side to wait for our order, giving me a warm smile I hardly saw.

“I thought you went back to Cairo,” I stated and watched Kaspar’s warm eyes brighten.

“Cairo has been postponed, I have further responsibilities to take care of,” Kaspar admitted while he watched me carefully. I couldn’t help but wonder what he needed to do, especially since I knew his secret. Handing me the hot cup placed on the counter, Kaspar placed a hand warmly on my upper back to lead me from the shop. “Where are you headed next?”

“I was going Christmas shopping,” I answered, watching his head nod while he kept his hand warmly on my back. I don’t know why I felt so comfortable, but I didn’t ask Kaspar to remove his hand while we walked down the bustling street with shoppers. It was interesting to move through the crowd, trying not to be noticed although I’d been recognized twice already. “It’s coming sooner than I expected and I’m not sure what to get everyone. I thought a little window shopping could give me some ideas.”

“Why not do what you do best and bake?” asked Kaspar, catching me off guard at how well he knew me. I couldn’t help but feel my eyes look at him and how calm he seemed with a soft smile pushed up. When he had shined this brightly? Lead to a small path, I felt how the crowd began to leave us behind while the silence of the snow-covered park surrounded us. In the distance, children played in the snow on the toys while we continued to tread at a distance. I paused to take a sip of my chai tea and felt Kaspar’s hand finally drop back to his side before sliding it into his pocket. “I’ve been meaning to speak with you Makoto.”

My voice caught in my throat at the sudden usage of my name as I carefully watched him, unsure how to calculate his movements.

“What do you have in mind?” I felt my voice finally ask.

“I’m not a servant in Cairo, but Caspian’s older brother,” Kaspar finally admitted as I felt a small smile pull at the corners of my mouth. I wanted to say ‘I know’ but instead kept silent. “A few years ago, my father on his death bed decided to put it in his will that he would not name an heir for the throne. Instead, it would be a competition for us to find a bride. The stipulations weren’t for a hired woman, but someone we knew would fit the role of being a great queen at our sides. I chose you.”

I felt my movements stop as I stared at Kaspar…so he was the one that invited me to Cairo a little over a year ago?

“Why did you follow me back to the Tokyo?” I asked curiously. What had he been doing all this time pretending to be my servant?

“Caspian isn’t a kind man,” Kaspar began, giving a pause to likely think of the right words. “To say the least, he would rather have the throne empty than see either of us ascend. All my relations with women have been compromised due to his tactics and games. It pleases him to create disturbances in others’ lives. When I showed a small amount of interest, I knew he would continue to pester you until he got what he wanted. I followed you to Tokyo to protect you, but instead this has spiraled out of control.”

“What does he want?” I asked lowly, intrigued by his story. This was far worse than I could have imaged. Did this mean it would be the end to Caspian or would he continue to torment me? I’d never been Kaspar’s woman and was married to someone else, so why continue?

“To watch you fall,” Kaspar spoke sadly. I felt a new fear starting as my eyes began to look around the park curiously to see if there was anything unusual. If Kaspar was here, I was sure Caspian wouldn’t be far behind. “Progressively he’s been getting worse, I never thought it would go to this extent. I thought we would go back to Cairo immediately after the last incident but Caspian won’t be satisfied until…”

I felt my anger beginning to rise at that thought of Caspian. Who in their right mind would be so cruel to their own brother? Or even mess with some random stranger? I didn’t know Caspian, but he also didn’t know who he was messing with. I wanted to feel Jupiter in my fit of rage but knew I couldn’t call upon it, especially now without some risk.

“Until what?” I asked, feeling my jaw lock at the question. Kaspar took a step forward and I felt my body become tense when he touched my arm. Leaning near my ear, I held my breath.

“He’s had you,” he whispered. I jerked back slightly and could see the frightful sadness in his eyes. Oh kami, what had I stumbled into? I felt something shoved into my hand as Kaspar took a step back. “I am playing the messenger in hopes it will keep you safe a little longer. Please follow the instructions carefully before we proceed to the last and final step.”

I couldn’t help but feel a sadness pull through me as I stood there watching Kaspar turn his back and leave. Never had I thought this was the truth of the situation; we were all suffering only for one man to get pleasure from the chaos he created. Sometimes, no matter how I tried to think of the greater good in humanity, I would be disappointed. I had fought and died to protect people like this? Feeling a bit of darkness begin to cloud my heart, I let out a sigh while gripping the envelope tightly before stuffing it in my pocket. I didn’t know why, but my legs seemed to move without me. Running in the direction Kaspar had left, there were so many questions that were left unanswered. I watched his back come into view as he paused looking out into the park near the play area as the children giggled and laughed.

“Kaspar,” I called out, slowing down to a brisk walk to see him turn my way. He looked surprised I’d followed him but quickly tried to hide it before I noticed. I stared at him while I tried to gather my ideas and thoughts. We had so much more to go over. For the past year he stayed by my side and hid all implications. He talked his brother up, and of me traveling back to Cairo with him. What had it all been for? “I want to have lunch with you.”

Kaspar looked a bit stunned at my statement but his warm smile pushed up as he held out an arm. I felt relieved he accepted as I took it and felt him begin to lead the way.

“I know a small bistro where we won’t be disturbed,” Kaspar stated as we quietly walked through the park back to the busy boulevard. My mind was racing as we pushed through the cold streets to enter into a small, warm bistro. The atmosphere was dimly lit with candles giving a soft glow from table centerpieces. Led to the back, I found we were given a private corner away from most of the other guests. Kaspar ordered for us in his homeland dialect and I felt surprised to hear him speak in Egyptian. His voice seemed to become powerful, a little deeper, and still hold that kind tone. “Would you like to take your jacket off and stay a while?”

I sensed the humor in his tone as I sat there still bundled up in my pea coat, scarf, and gloves. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I pushed to my feet while unraveling myself from the warmth. I noticed his eyes land on my growing bump before I slid back into my chair.

“Kaspar, why did you stay so long in Tokyo?” I asked, feeling a year was too long. Caspian’s interest would have dwindled if Kaspar hadn’t stayed. I watched him lean back in thought about my question before his brown eyes finally met mine once more.

“I wanted to be by your side, although you had Motoki,” he began, startling me at the honesty. “The longer I spent with you, the more I knew I couldn’t leave. Even though I had given up the throne, I was content to act as your servant while you were happily married. I thought about leaving, seeing as Caspian didn’t seem to be making a move, but I didn’t want to.”

“I don’t understand...you kept pushing Cairo and the idea of your ‘king’ on me, especially after things ended with Motoki,” I started, watching his expression darken.

“At that time, I didn’t think Caspian was involved with the incident with Motoki. I believed it was truly fate changing its winds,” Kaspar admitted, his eyes seeming to harden. “In Cairo, I planned to take control of the situation being on my turf. I was going to distract Caspian to travel to Tokyo while I took you to Egypt to explain the truth but those plans were foiled.”

I remembered that time, meeting Vegeta for the first time, and then being taken to Satan City. The beginning of my troubles had all started when Trunks and I rushed into marriage while awkwardly sharing an apartment until the palace had been finished. I remembered how moody Kaspar was during that time, and eventually he disappeared for a while. His plan had been pushed into action when Caspian arrived three weeks later, after I’d been married and had my honeymoon. That was when it all started again, and Caspian invaded my life. First pretending to be a suitor, then as a guest, and now moving toward the lines of an enemy.

“You still could have said something, even before Trunks and I were married,” I began, feeling my voice turn to a hushing tone. I stopped our conversation as soon as the plates of unique and interesting food arrived of meats, pastries, and vegetables in delicate sauces.

“Shukran*,” Kaspar politely spoke as the server bowed his head silently before leaving. I felt the silence pull around us once more, waiting for Kaspar to answer my question. “I thought about it, but after doing some research believed you two were perfectly matched. Not only that, but I saw how happy in a matter of days you’d became. I didn’t want to crush your lifting spirits for my selfish reasons.”

Kaspar took his gaze off me and focused on the meal, as if giving an end to our conversation. I knew everything now; his feelings, how he cared for me, and how he dutifully stuck by my side. No matter which angle I thought of it from, I knew after this we could no longer be the friends we once were.

“I really wish you would become king Kaspar, I know you would be a wonderful ruler,” I commented, feeling his eyes perk up and watch me carefully. “It would also put an end to your brother’s follies.”

I couldn’t help but watch his jaw tighten at the idea of it, watching the pain push through him. I knew he needed to marry someone he chose to become queen, but I felt there were other women out there. Why couldn’t he find someone else he had an interest in?

“Thank you Makoto,” he commented as we silently ate. I couldn’t help but enjoy our meal, feeling a bit of relief taken away as another slid into place. The meats were seasoned to perfection, vegetables sautéed in a strange sauce while the pastries made me crave more. I was glad the twins didn’t complain at the meal but actually welcomed it as my body began to relax in the seat.

“This place is lovely,” I commented, looking around and leaning back at the warm atmosphere. I hadn’t noticed the soft musical melody in the background after my mind had been so preoccupied.

“It is one of the few places that are authentic in their cooking from Cairo,” Kaspar replied, sipping a glass of wine casually. I nodded and felt Kaspar continue to stare at me from across the table. “I will be leaving for Cairo in a few hours, thank you for letting me speak the truth. Is there anything else you would like to know before I leave?”

“Do you know what is in the envelope you gave me?” I asked, remembering it was still in my jacket pocket. I could see the soft frown cover his face as he let out a small irritated sigh.

“No, and I would rather not. Caspian looked rather pleased writing it, but I’m sure it will be no good. Be wary of him, you’ve seen that he has now boundaries,” he offered, giving me a hint to how dangerous his brother really is.

“Thank you and I wish you a safe trip home,” I concluded as we took our leave once the check was paid. Exiting the bistro, I found my car was waiting as well as another vehicle for Kaspar.

“Good bye Makoto,” Kaspar spoke lowly before giving me a warm hug. I couldn’t help but feel happy yet sad at the same time watching Kaspar go. This was another chapter finished in his life as he moved on to bigger and better things. I knew the truth and felt better about where we were each going in life. Him to hopefully find a wife and become king, and I to repair the destruction caused by his brother and become a mother. Slipping into the back seat of the car, I was ready to go home with higher hopes than before after my lunch with Kaspar.

The past few days I stayed inside the palace baking for holiday gifts, meeting with Livingston, and enjoying balancing myself. I took up yoga, made room for my herbal extracts that I would continue to create after Trunks debuted his genetically altered garden, and slowly pondered to if I should open the envelope from Caspian. Instead, I kept it tightly hidden and locked in a drawer in my bedroom. For further distractions of the mind, I started looking over the blue prints of the palace while noticing there were empty rooms across from our master bedroom that remained empty. Were these perhaps for the children?

More days passed as I felt Christmas was soon around the corner and I still hadn’t met with Trunks; I now knew what it meant when he explained it would be a while until we could see each other again. Occasionally I’d go by his office but didn’t want to disturb so I kept going. With all the holiday gifts sent off, I knew it was a matter of time before I would receive a large amount of phone calls. I’d decided instead of the conference, I would send my friend’s baby shaped cookies with the announcement. Gifts were bought and wrapped, but there was one task left to do: decorate the tree. I couldn’t believe how we’d waited until the week before Christmas to finally bring a tree but I knew this would be the time to interrupt Trunks for one of our ‘dates’ Livingston suggested.

“His highness is asleep,” the maid answered while I waited outside his office. I felt a sigh push through me but watched how she curiously stared, a soft blush pushing up to her cheeks. “Your highness, you should just go in there…he knows by now how frequently you check-up on him.”

I was surprised at the news and couldn’t help but smile at her.

“Thank you,” I replied, watching her bow before leaving. Staring at the door, I finally gave in to my instincts to go see him even if he was sleeping. Cracking the door open to the darkened office, I slowly slid in and closed the door while waiting for my eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness. Was he at his desk or on the couch? Using the wall, I moved toward the couch and felt the soft cushions that still held a recent warmth as if he’d just been there. Where the heck did he go? I felt my natural fighting senses kick in while I tried to focus in the room from where I sat in the center of the couch, waiting for a clue to his location. I barely heard a light flutter of his jacket and felt my arm snap upward to snag hold of his belt.

“Be careful where you aim,” Trunks’ soothing voice filled the room as I quickly let my hand drop straight into my lap. I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed after focusing my mind so intent on finding him and my hand being so close... I stayed focused and heard him lightly land before dropping onto the couch next to me. How should I act? Being near him was all too strange after our decisions during the previous week and our current living situations. I shivered when his arm wrapped around my shoulders as we fell back onto the couch. I was caught off guard as I felt his head lay on my shoulder while his hand slid across my belly. It felt like hours I stayed in his arms, taking in his scent. I’d missed him and felt my breathing match the pattern of his. My hand gently touched his as I slid my fingers between his to feel the warm skin that eased me. I never knew how truly I missed him until this moment, or how he made my heart feel like it quickened. This was love, definitely love.

“We need to pick out a Christmas tree,” I finally spoke, getting down to the business of why I was truly here. I felt Trunks nuzzle my neck before pressing a warm kiss near the collar and felt my body going crazy at the kiss. I had to push down all the passion flourishing.

“I bet decorating was on your to do list as well,” Trunks commented, making me smile.

“Definitely, you’ve been working too hard and need a break,” I replied, feeling his fingers in my hair.

“No, I just need you,” Trunks’ husky voice spoke as I felt his mouth affectionately take mine. I began to unravel from my senses as my hidden passion pushed up with a vengeance. It took a lot of self control to pull back from the warm, tender and sweet kisses but I managed. I could feel his muscles quivering at how I pulled back, waiting patiently to pounce once more.

“It’s only been a week and we’re already starting to break the rules,” I stated, feeling a soft giggle pull up. I could feel the smile in his chuckle while his fingers kneaded near the back of my neck.

“Might as well break them all,” he whispered, starting to lean back in but my free hand slid into place over my mouth just in time. I could feel him teasing me while his gently nibbled on the tips of my fingers, trying to tempt them to move but I held strong.

“You’re going to have to catch me underneath the mistletoe if you want anymore kisses,” I muttered under my fingers, feeling his tactics change as he started to press his mouth down my neck. I shivered, knowing he’d found my weakness as my fingers gripped his shoulder while I continued to fight on the inside. I wanted to stick to the rules but he was so tempting with his hot breath down my neck, and I knew I wanted him as his fingers eased under my clothing.. Sliding the fingers from my mouth, I felt lost by how quickly he took control. I wanted this, but the voice of Bra bubbled into my mind.

“He can be very stubborn, is used to getting his way...” I was letting him get his way although I’d already stated no. A new strength pushed through me as I tried to regain control over my spell bound body. Drastically pushing a distance between us, I escaped to the darkened floor to coil up while regaining absolute control. I was shaking from the passion and wanting more while my heart fluttered in my chest. Controlling my breathing, I took a moment in the silence to calm down and think analytically. Just before I could speak, the door opened and light flicked on blinding me for a moment as I gazed up to see a shocked Goten and Minako. Immediately, Goten’s face flushed and I saw a glowing smirk brighten Minako’s grin.

“I...I’ll be outside,” Goten suddenly said as they quickly closed the door to leave us. My eyes flashed to Trunks, seeing his eyes still smoldering with passion while he sat on the couch disheveled. I now realized the embarrassing looks as he stood to tuck and button his shirt before grabbing his tie and jacket that had been thrown to the floor.

“Mako, it’s hard to hold back with you sitting like that,” Trunks gruffly spoke, keeping his voice low but I could feel the passion. A strong blush pushed to my face as I quickly gathered my white camisole and green cropped knitted sweater from the floor. I couldn’t believe within a matter of minutes how quickly his hands undressed me. Taking his offered hands, I was pulled up to my feet as I felt him fix my hair before helping to smooth down his own. “I was going to surprise you with Minako coming; she called after receiving the cookies.”

“I bet she came for Goten,” I answered with a sly smirk, watching Trunks chuckle and finally shove his hands in his pockets.

“It will be nice to have another set of hands when the children come. My mother will be staying with Bra for a few months which put her out of town for your due date,” Trunks commented, surprising me at how he was already preparing.

“Thank you for the thought,” I replied, barely pushing up on my toes to give him a soft kiss. I giggled the moment his arms wrapped around me and pulled me close once more.

“Alright you two, enough smooching you have important guests,” Minako announced, pushing into the office. I pulled away in time to be grabbed in an excited, warm hug as Minako quickly pushed back to look me over. Her brow was surprised as her fingers found their way quickly to my belly, looking over the damage. “Mako, are you sure you’re only three months?”

“We’re having twins,” Trunks interjected, making her eyes widen.

“I was wondering why they were connected in pairs,” Minako admitted before giving me a large smile. “I’m very happy for you Mako, congratulations. I brought gifts from everyone for your baby shower, too bad we all couldn’t make it in person.”

“It’s winter, I don’t mind,” I replied honestly, watching her softly smile before turning a look to Goten.

“Oh yeah,” Goten suddenly began, a slight blush pushing up. “Minako said yes.”

My eyes widened as I watched Trunks give Goten a pat on the back before looking at Minako produce a large grin. I couldn’t help but giggle at the irony.

“The ‘Goddess of Love’ has fallen in love,” I said, watching Minako give a lopsided grin.

“What can I say? You should know from experience how great at love making a Saiyan can be,” Minako started, making me blush while she wrapped an arm around my waist while we stood side-by-side. “Which reminds me...I should let you two get back to what you were doing? I’ll have one of the maids set me up in a guest room and we can meet for lunch in a few hours.”

“Minako, it’s fine, we were supposed to go Christmas tree shopping,” I answered, watching how quickly Minako brightened at the idea.

“Great we can go together!” Minako announced as I watched the shifting gaze between Trunks and Goten.

“We have matters to discuss, why don’t you two find one you like?” Trunks offered. I felt disappointed and held back a frown from pushing up.

“We’ll catch up with you later then,” I answered lowly, hoping my disappointment didn’t show too much. Minako was quiet as I lead her out of the office and to my room to grab my jacket.

“Mako, what’s going on?” asked Minako quietly looking around the room. I had forgotten our current situation and let out a sigh. “You two looked so happy in the office.”

“Mina, it isn’t what you think,” I began, watching her take a seat on the bed while her large blue eyes watched me carefully. Lounging back, she patted her hand next to her for me to take a seat, which I obliged.

“I want to know everything,” she stated, concern pushing up to her mouth. These were our issues, should I get her involved? Letting out a sigh, I laid back gazing at the ceiling and started from the beginning about everything. I went over the details of Kaspar and Caspian, what really happened to Motoki, the situation with Jackie, and lastly our current living standpoint with Livingston. I didn’t dare look at her while my voice finally stopped and I gazed up at the ceiling. It felt great to tell one of my friends about everything I’d recently been through and to not hide it for once. I knew it was a lot to take in but was curious what she would think. Was I a bad person for letting this situation get this far? “What did the letter say?”

“I haven’t opened it,” I replied. Minako gently grabbed my hand and gave it a soft squeeze making me look at her.

“Mako, I want you to get that letter and wait right here,” she said suddenly, a fear pushing through me. I didn’t stray my gaze as I watched her give me a caring smile that almost brought tears up. “Trust me.”

I nodded and pushed up from the bed with her. Unlocking the desk drawer, I pulled the letter out and sat waiting while she left. I didn’t know what to expect or what Minako was up to but I knew I could trust her. Although Minako seemed to give off a carefree, love-embracing, traveling woman, I knew who she was underneath it all. She was the leader of us senshi, took her duties to protecting Usagi seriously, and was like an older sister I never had. I cared for her advice and opinions. Hearing the door open, I looked up to see Trunks enter first with Minako looking at me from the door, her gaze hardened.

“Mina,” I suddenly started but stopped at the tilt of her chin.

“Trust me. I believe it is more than time for you to have a serious discussion with your husband,” she said and left quickly. I couldn’t help but watch Trunks stare at me from across the room looking like a stone statue.

“What do you need to tell me?” asked Trunks, already closed off and preparing for the worse. I let out a sigh and felt the envelope under my hand. Picking it up lightly, I held it out as I watched something flash in his eyes as they darkened. “You want a divorce.”

The way the word rolled off his tongue made me shiver and my throat close. I could see the pain pull into his eyes and began to panic while I quickly found my voice.

“No!” I practically yelled, catching his attention while his eyes stayed hardened under the squished, displeased lavender brows. How was I going to begin? Where did I start? “I...I’m being blackmailed.”

Was that even the right word? Trunks moved in front of me in the blink of an eye, startling me as I felt the envelop drop to the ground. Bending down, I watched him look at the sealed envelope before looking back at me with concerned, hardened eyes.

“Explain.” I could feel the protectiveness in his voice as I let out a sigh. If I was going to explain, I would have to start from the beginning. This was going to be one long night.

AN:

*Means ‘Thank you’ in Arabic
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