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Chapter Seventeen

A sleepless night made me the least bit happy the next morning; I’d been waking up every two hours paranoid that I thought I heard either child crying. Of course, I sat up and remembered by the surroundings that we were no longer anywhere near Satan City anymore. I felt like Dorothy in Wizard of Oz, wanting desperately to click my heels together and go home. Along with the sleepless night, came the ebbing pain twisting through all the tiny nerves in my chest and searing to my core. To dull the ache, I wrapped them, added a sports bra, and slipped into a tank top for training. Gliding into the rest of my outfit, I moved into the kitchen as the lovely scent of coffee drifted to my nostrils. That was one thing that would perk my mood, having my normal habitual coffee.

Trunks took over as the cook that morning, shooing me out of the kitchen and whacking my knuckles lightly when I tried to slip past him to help. Sulking, I lazily perched on my chair watching impatiently. It was odd to see such a bulky man flow through the kitchen with grace and ease knowing he was a well-trained fighter. Letting out a sigh, I moved to my feet the moment the coffee gave its last bubbly finish only for Trunks to appear in front of me with his buttery spatula raised. I was beginning to get annoyed at how quickly he could appear out of thin air.

“Sit,” his deep voice rumbled out the command. My defenses kicked up at being ordered around while I cocked a single brow in defiance. Finally he muttered sheepishly, “Please.”

I almost couldn’t argue with his slight ‘please’ but the wafting smell of coffee further tempted me, I knew in a minute it would make my morning better to have just a cup steaming in front of me while I continued to wait patiently. I was never good at pleading, but this was one of those times that called for desperate measures. Thinking ‘what would Minako do’, I pushed out my bottom lip just a little and peered up at Trunks through my lashes. Trying not to snicker at his deer-caught-in-headlights look, I pushed further by touching the waist of his pajama bottoms while accidentally touching his warm, bare skin. I felt him tense before his bright blue gems sparkled with need.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had coffee,” I lightly murmured, trying my best to plead. Trunks smoothed down his features as if he was buckling to my whim, which I was already happily counting it as a victory, but I watched how stern he became. Damn, it didn’t work.

“Makoto, breakfast is almost ready. The longer you postpone me, the longer it’ll take to get that coffee,” Trunks calmly spoke, using one hand to pry my fingers from his waist. He stood sternly, like a guard of the kitchen, spatula starting to drip butter onto the floor. Desperate times called for desperate measures, but I knew Trunks wouldn’t be sway no matter how hard I tempted him. He was just as strict as his father Vegeta, and never backed down from his word. I admitted defeat after one last attempt and sulked the whole walk back over to the table. Relaxing in my chair, I rubbed my temples as a headache ebbed my vision.

I barely noticed the cup of coffee set in front of me as Trunks looked down with a concerned frown. Did I look that horrible?

“It’ll get easier with time,” I tried to positively think. Trunks brushed his hand down the side of my cheek with a soft smile.

“Do you want to postpone training for a week or two until you’re able to sleep?” The question had been simple but my pride rebelled against it. Sure, we had a year to be in here training but the longer we waited to get down to it, the less time I had to practice. I shook my head slightly ‘no’ but regretted the movement.

“Training should tire me out,” I answered and watched him nod. Trunks went back into the kitchen while I sat enjoying the soothing cup of coffee. He added some whipped cream with cinnamon, giving my taste buds something to enjoy. This was the perk I needed to wake me up and get me going for some training. Usually I steered away from coffee when I trained, wanting my body to be in tip-top shape with tea. But these were odd circumstances and I was going to need to coffee to distract my mind from the twins.

It wasn’t long until Trunks set a large plate in front of me that almost made my eyes bulge at the quantity. Eggs with cheese melted over the top, four slices of bacon, hash browns with onions, and a half of grape fruit. There was no way he was thinking I would eat all of that but then I saw his plate with double the portion sizes and stared at him in disbelief. Trunks seemed to paused while stuffing a huge bite of eggs into his mouth and innocently looked in my direction.

“What?” he asked after swallowing the bite and getting ready to shovel another bite in.

“You’re really going to eat all that?” I tried, feeling a bit skeptical while pointing at his plate. Trunks compared our plates before giving me a charming grin.

“Yeah,” he replied and sat back to flex his pectorals at me and then his large arm muscles. I nearly choked, never before seeing him show off and looking rather pleased with himself. It looked like a stag trying to swoon a doe by his display. I couldn’t help but try to stifle a laugh that soon became out of control. I was wiping a few tears from my eyes, trying to control myself when I glanced back at Trunks; his pride looked a bit chipped.

“Oh kami, you have to do that in front of Minako!” I stated, still choking back a giggle. Immediately, Trunks frowned before pushing it into a playful grin.

“If you think that’s amazing, imagine what else I can flex,” Trunks tried, piping down my laughter when my brows shot up. No way...he couldn’t be thinking... I tried to stop my mind but it already went there pushing a blush up. I thought I knew my husband, but it seemed there were a lot more things I had yet to find out. He beamed with satisfaction, leaning closer across the table. “I can probably do that too.”

His voice purred while I tried to control myself, picking up my coffee and giving a lick at the whipped cream. If he was going to make me squirm, so was I. I knew there was a lot of tension under those muscles after the time I spent in my coma and lately depriving him of much needed affection now that the twins were here. Minako’s hints were sounding about right. We had a year without the twins plus plenty of time to focus on training...and other things. I took a sip of my coffee and set it down, sliding my tongue over my lips.

“Shoe’s on the other foot,” I commented, giving a smirk and starting on my breakfast. Trunks had averted his eyes, eating his meal quickly. I ate as much as I could and watched as Trunks finished not only his, but the left overs on mine. How could this man eat so much? I knew it took a lot of protein to keep his muscles up, but I just guessed he snacked through the day. I finished my coffee and stood up to stretch before going to grab the empty plates. Trunks wouldn’t have it, his lean form appearing in front of me and quickly grabbing the plates before I could reach for them. With his training, I hoped I would soon be able to keep up with his speed to counter it.

“Ready?” asked Trunks after giving the dishes a quick rinse. I couldn’t help but feel he was cheating at a silent kitchen rule I knew. Shrugging it off, I nodded and followed Trunks out to our huge training floor. I couldn’t help but frown at the tile flooring, knowing it would be cold and painful when landed on. “I want you to fight me so at the end of our training we have something to compare to.”

I already knew Trunks had the advantage and this wouldn’t end well. Letting out a sigh, I transformed into my senshi uniform, much to Trunks’ pleased slight smirk.

“Don’t go easy on me either,” I challenged and wanted to feel the true power Trunks held. I waited for him to attack and watched Trunks just look at me. Were we going to begin or what? Letting my guard slightly down had been a mistaken when I felt something kick me from the back and then I landed almost face first into a brick wall. Instead, I found that wall was Trunks’ chest catching me before suddenly slamming me back first onto the floor. I couldn’t help but gasp for air as the pain pushed through me.

“Mako, are you even trying?” Trunks asked. The anger poured through me at his taunting words and slight smirk. I was still pinned to the ground with one hand on my chest and used what I had. My attacks wouldn’t work against someone this flash since I needed them in one place for a moment so I could cast it. Trying to pull his hand off, Trunks chuckled and started to float up into the dome. My hands clasped onto his wrist when his fingers let go of the front of my uniform before it ripped. I used the momentum to kick my leg up at his shoulder only to find his free hand grabbed my ankle.

I had let go of the wrist while swinging for a moment there as Trunks lifted me up a bit, eyeing my exposed legs while my hands tried to pushed my falling skirt up. I couldn’t help but blush at his smoldering eyes and then decided to take this as an opportunity. Letting my skirt fall, I hand his attention as I let my leg fall to the side. In the time it took his eyes to stay there curiously, I was able to call up my razor oak leaves and fling them at him. Trunks disappeared and I began to fall until I was suddenly caught. I jumped from his arms the moment I could and got into a defensive stand while waiting for his next move. I couldn’t help but grin at getting a slice in on his cheek that looked like barely a scratch. Trunks wiped it with the back of his hand, and grinned up at me.

“Good use of your assets to gain an advantage,” Trunks commented, still standing there. I couldn’t up but give a wink. “Try attacking while I defend.”

“That’s easy for you,” I stated, knowing my moved wouldn’t land on him unless I did something like flash him. Even then, the same trick doesn’t always work twice.

“This is about testing your skill Mako, not who’s winning. I need to know where you might need some extra training,” Trunks tried. It was enough to get me to move forward to give him all I had. Jab, kick, punch, punch, leg swing to the head, and ducking to swipe my foot out. All the attacks were blocked and countered against. Trunks started to slow down his moves so I could see them and we could actually spar at my pace. I ducked against his attacks as we moved into me blocking and jumping. I threw in some acrobats to spice it up, dodging with a side summersault or backflip.

Trunks looked rather impressed with my moves, and slowly started to speed up his attacks. That was when things got difficult. I could block most of them but then they started to land. Luckily, Trunks wasn’t going hard but it was enough to leave some slight bruising.

“Anything else?” I asked, my body telling me it was done while I perspired. A sudden move grabbed me around the back of the head and landed me with a warm kiss. I pulled back, dazzled, and panting.

“You’re more experienced than I thought. This shouldn’t take too long once you get down the basics of using your kai, flying, and speeding up your actions,” Trunks stated, patting my cheek lightly.

“Let’s get to it,” I answered, feeling excited. Trunks grinned and moved back to sit cross legged on the floor. I sat in front of him trying to take the same sitting position but untransformed since my boots were uncomfortable.

“Do you know how energy and kai runs through you?” asked Trunks. I gave a nod. I’d taken some meditation classes that had us focus on breathing and focusing on it to relax. “Good. I want to you focus on that energy until you get used to feeling it course through you. When you do, I want you to focus on moving that energy to where you’re sitting and lift up lightly.”

I let out a breath and sat as straight as possible with my eyes closed. Touching on this energy made my skin prickle at the vast amount it had stored up. It moved through me, shifting like the sounds in an hour glass. I started to use my thoughts to move this energy to my bottom, and crossed legs. A weight change moved through me as I tried to use my mind to make it give a slight push up. Instead, I felt myself burst up suddenly and then land back down hard. I couldn’t help lightly lifting off my tailbone for a moment and shooting a look at Trunks who was trying to conceal his chuckling.

“I take it it’s going to be hard to sit for a few days,” I muttered. From focusing my energy, I could feel it dwindling as the sweat was thicker and my breathing heavier.

“It will if you do that again,” Trunks offered and gave a slight grin. I rolled my eyes and sat into the position to try again. This time, I tried to move my energy slower thinking that was the problem. I held it for a moment until I was breathing to hard and slowly starting to put my energy back where it went. I opened my eyes as my rump lightly landed on the tile and gazed up to see Trunks with wide eyes.

“Did I do it?” I tried not to pant and leaned back into a more relaxed position. Trunks gave me a warm grin.

“Yeah you did and just floated until you landed,” Trunks answered, still grinning. “We’ll try again tomorrow since it’s going to take a lot out of you until you get used to shifting your kai around. When you’ve mastered that, we’ll working on flying.”

I couldn’t help but groan and lean back, letting my head hit against the tile. Thinking about flying was both exciting and scary. Trunks floated over the top of me with a curious look.

“Don’t you ever find flying...scary?” I asked. Trunks thought about it for a moment before an amusing grin spread over his face.

“I’ll show you something later on some of the advantages of flying,” Trunks replied, giving me a wink. I couldn’t help but shutter at the thought of it, a blush pushing back up into my cheeks just imagining what we could do with flying. Trunks’ chuckle brought me out of those thoughts quickly. “I can show you that too.”

I couldn’t believe he was still teasing me! I would show him...Reaching up, I touched his bare chest lightly with my fingers, curling my index finger around his nipple until it perked, and then moving down toward his belly button. Trunks was no longer smiling as I gazed up into his eyes darkening. When I began to move my fingers into his pajama bottoms, he stiffened and grabbed to stop my hand.

“I’m showing you,” I whispered and leaned up to kiss him. Trunks let go of my hand and I shifted to slide down the tiles, kissing down his throat and stopping over one of his perked nipples. As I circled my tongue around it, I let my hand slip fully into his pants and grabbed it. Trunks shuttered as I lightly bit down on his nipple, sucking while twirling my tongue around. My thumb moved over the top of his sensitive head, feeling it throb up to greet me. Kissing over to his other nipple, I slipped my fingers around his shaft and lightly pulled up as my teeth nipped him. Trunks groaned as I felt his body starting to move down to the ground and immediately stopped. “Stay up there honey.”

Trunks obeyed and lifted back up into the air. I couldn’t help but grin as I moved my hand to take him once more. I felt his soft, hot skin, dragging my nails light down it, and went to firmly grab his balls. They tightened when I touched them, sliding my nails over them, and lightly pulling at the skin. I felt a wetness on my arm from Trunks’ enjoyment and decided not to let him wait much longer. The poor man had waited over three months for this and I was about to give it to him. Sliding my hand up and out, I grabbed his bottoms and slid him out, using my fingers to lead Trunks where to float. Kissing down his abdomen, he hovered above me. I’d almost forgotten how endowed he was and swallowed.

Licking the top of his head, I heard him suck in a breath and grinned. Moving a hand to play with his balls, I took his head into my mouth and flicked my tongue around it. It throbbed, impatiently. Suddenly, I pulled all of him into my mouth as Trunks gave a grunt while he landed suddenly on all fours above me. Before I could pull out to tell him to get back in the air, Trunks slowly pulled out and then shifted back in with a small thrust. I took him all, feeling a sensation pulse through me at him using my mouth for his pleasure. I tilted my head at a different angle, using my hands on his hips to get him to thrust. Trunks let out another moan as I tightened my mouth around him.

“Mako are you...” Trunks suddenly stopped talking when I smacked his muscular ass and swirled my tongue around him. Shuddering, he finally got the picture and began making slow, long thrusts into my mouth. I dug my nails into his hips, hearing him take in another sharp breath before obeying my will to give a full thrust. Tightening my mouth and using my tongue to apply pressure against his cock, Trunks seemed to be enjoying it. I tilted my head up and heard him moan at the changed angle. He slammed into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, with a little more aggression as I felt all his tension would come to an end soon. With a sudden groan, I felt his shaft pulse to widen before I was felt the warm liquid move into my mouth. Trunks moved to jerk back but I tightened my hands on his ass, pushing my head up as he shuttered and moaned.

I swallowed, taking all he would give me and then released him while letting my head fall back hard against the tile. I was panting, and so was Trunks as he shifted to lie next to me. Gently his fingers touched my cheek while his chest heaved, looking a bit concerned.

“Are you---” I quickly cut him off.

“I’m fine, I liked it,” I stated, catching Trunks off guard. He grinned and touched my cheek with a warmed gaze. I rolled onto my side and ran my fingers through his lavender hair smiling. Sliding my eyes over his sweaty, muscled body, I spotted his cock swollen to full staff. Suddenly, it twitched lifting straight up and then landed with a slap against his skin. I couldn’t help but start laughing, falling onto my back in disbelief that Trunks actually showed me what other muscle he could twitch. Trunks was on top of me before I knew it, looking down at me with the same eyes of a curious child.

“What do you want to do for round two?” he asked, starting to make his voice sultry. Bobbing down, he started kissing my neck before coming up to my ear, dragging his teeth across the bottom lobe. It was my turn to shutter as he pulled back to look down at me with those eyes.

“We’ll think of something,” I finally stated, letting out a giggle as he pulled at my tank top. This was going to be a long day.

I never thought training would go so well as I learned so many different things from Trunks. Within a matter of weeks, I had mastered floating in a meditation pose for hours at a time. I told Trunks I would not move onto the next task until I mastered learning how to control my kai. He didn’t give too many complaints but watched me curiously, a look of amazement. I wondered if Trunks would be the same way with our children when it came time to their training. He was a very gently and patient teacher. Once I finished feeling accomplished with meditation, we moved onto learning how to fly.

It was different moving my kai into just the bottoms of my feet but once I got used to the feeling, I was floating around the room in no time. Of course, the landed I had to work on. Nothing was perfect the first time around but soon I was flying around with Trunks around the dome while he made games out of it. My flying was getting quicker, the speed he wanted me to learn about so I could move as quick as him using my kai. That took longer than I expected, a little over a month as he tested me. First it was beating him into certain rooms, then grabbing something out of his hand before he closed it, and lastly, catching him at his fastest.

The whole place was on for that one but I managed. With flying and floating, the rest would come with practice like how he could randomly float around. Now that I had the basics on, the hard part was next. Learning how to fly quickly, Trunks showed me how to shift that energy into using that to fight faster. Months passed by as our training sessions continued to extend as my kai power built with it. At the end of each week, we would spar to see how much I was improving. Slowly I was starting to dodge and land attacks on Trunks. This made me proud at how much the training had paid off.

Not only that, my body shifted with the training. I lost all the weight I put on around the stomach from carrying the twins and had a bit more tone to me. With one month left in the time chamber, Trunks upped my training to intense levels while I thought I was losing some of my abilities. Promising the last week as a vacation until we left the chamber, I tried as hard as I could against Trunks’ training that started with surprising me during meals, in the middle of sleeping, or while I was in the shower to me that an attack could come at any time.

On the last day before our vacation, I met Trunks out in the middle of the training room for our last test to compare how far I came. Transforming, I smiled and knew I wouldn’t be relying on my powers to help me battle him unless I could get an attack in. Now, it was going to have to be my pure strength and training. Trunks stood there like during the first training session. I never let my senses dwindle and moved fast to try and appear behind him. My movements mustn’t have been too fast since Trunks was able to easily deflect my movements.

Punching, kicking, and trying to knock him off his feet all didn’t work but at least I was able to keep up with him this time. Almost landing a blow against him, I felt something strange happen to Trunks as something powerful blew me back. I tumbled and caught myself to see a strange glow pulse around him; his lavender hair was a golden color as it spiked straight up. His eyes changed to a glowing bright green, landing straight on me. I felt a bit of fear push through me at seeing this new...form he was able to take. Suddenly he disappeared only for me to feel a sudden kick in the back.

I went tumbling across the tile, managing to gain my senses enough to flip up and slid to a halt on my heels. Trunks grinned at me, a compliment for my recovering, before disappearing again. He was too fast in this new form and I couldn’t keep up except for every once and a while a blur caught in my vision. My legs were kick out from under me as I tumbled forward but stopped just about the ground hovering, thankful my instincts to kick in. The back bow on my skirt was suddenly grabbed as I was flung back up in the air, but not before hearing a rip and feeling a draft.

I scowled, knowing Trunks was lucky my uniform would be repaired when I transformed again. Thankfully, it was magical but not magical enough to withstand a Saiyan pulling against the fabric. The fight moved into the air while I combined my learning to fend off his attacks while floating in the air. This was easier said than done, as my energy levels were starting to dwindle blocking all these attacks. It wasn’t before long that he sent me fly again, this time toward tile. Putting up my kai, I stopped in time to land on my hands and do a back flip.

Trunks was in front of me as I move up from my flip and hand to quickly fall back onto my hand. I kicked out my legs and felt happy when they landed into him. That was one of my first hits in this form, which built up my confidence. Trunks recovered quickly, fly back at me and tackling me, spinning me into his arms until I landed face first on the ground. The bow that had been ripped off before was being used to tie my arms around my back. What a cheap move. I bucked wildly under him, feeling angry he would catch me off guard.

I may be up to par on speed and countering attacks, but there was no way my attacks could pack the power he had. Instead, my arms were trapped as I tried to squeeze out of the restraints. Trunks rolled me over as I glared up at him, his eyes turned back into the familiar blue and lavender hair fell around him.

“What the heck was that?” I asked, struggling against the restraints.

“I went Super Saiyan,” he answered, squatting over me. I knew my face was getting red with anger as my chest heaved for air.

“Why the heck didn’t you train me in that mode?” I tried, feeling weaker than when we started. My pride took a serious hit on this last fight.

“To show you what my race was capable of. We change to the environment around us, or the challenger to make up for the power we lack,” Trunks explained, touching the bow on the front of my uniform lightly. “You know, you look cute in this outfit.”

Trunks was looking at me fondly, trying to get out of how he showed me up now that I was able to barely keep up to him in his regular form. I kicked my foot up but suddenly gasped when Trunks caught my foot and started lifting me from the ground.

“So, how far have I come along?” I questioned, trying to look up at him while struggling around my restraints.

“Fantastically far,” Trunks commented. I couldn’t help but think he was up to something when he finally let go of my ankle and left me floating upside down. “Ready for your reward?”

“I thought the weeks’ vacation would be my reward,” I retorted, frowning up at him as he floated above me casually. Trunks grinned, his eyes sparkling as I felt my reward would be something more for him. I untransformed but frowned when the ribbon disappeared and was replaced by a rope. When had Trunks grabbed a rope? Now, I was getting pissed. Flipping right side, Trunks disappeared from my view. “This isn’t funny.”

Trunks chuckled as I lowered myself to the ground while he stood casually with his arms crossed over his chest. He was enjoying himself way too much with my arms bound and even now he tried to hide his grin, I could see it in his eyes.

“The last lesson is to get out of that,” he stated, watching me glare. Tried to look behind me but couldn’t help to think he did a number on tying my arms up. There was no one someone normal would get that close without a fight. Even so, who on the battle field would have a rope available for this king for thing? If we were facing Hetspa, he wouldn’t and would rely on his strength. I glared back at Trunks while my fingers tried to move around the rope.

“Are there any hints?” I asked, feeling more than helpless against a stupid rope. After all the training I went through, a rope just stood in my way. Trunks leaned in, a grin devilishly pulling at his mouth.

“I didn’t think you’d untransform,” he started, obviously liking my glare.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I snapped, struggling harder against the rope and feeling it burn against my skin. “You ripped my uniform and my butt was practically hanging out.”

Trunks just smiled and watched me, the anger building as I tried to rip my arms out.

“I really like that outfit,” he just smoothly commented, walking around me to check out the damage.

“I’m sure all men like that outfit,” I hastily replied. This time, Trunks didn’t chuckle as I felt his fingers brush along my skin. The pressure left my arms as I pulled them back out, rubbing them where the rope touched. I gazed up at Trunks who started to look grim, thinking of what was ahead of us after we got out of this place. Life was on a stand-still for a year and it was going to start back up as if nothing happened. I didn’t like his serious frown and pushed up my best smile. “What’s the first task on our vacation agenda?”

Trunks snapped out of his thoughts and devilishly gave me a smile. I knew there was something up his sleeve when he pulled me close and kissed me until my toes curled.

“I was thinking of starting with a bath, moving to give you a much needed massage, and cook you dinner while you napped,” Trunks began, his fingers starting to knead the knot in my lower back as I crumbled against him. He was very good with his hands, and sometimes too good. I liked the idea of getting pamper, and felt more comfortable around Trunks than before. This year was what we need together, to get to know who the other person was. I now understood his actions and most of the reason why he went through such extremes to protect me. It was another way for him to show how much I meant to him since he liked to keep that tough exterior in front of others and show his soft side in private.

I was glad to have Trunks in my corner, feeling more safe and secure than I would have in a normal union. It was his strength and power I realized I needed in my life, no matter how much I hid it.
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