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Chapter Twenty

Groggily I slid out of the tangle of sheets and stumbled through the darkened room to find Trunks’ ringing cell phone. At first, I’d ignored it but when it rang again I knew it had to be something important. A few short seconds later, my cell phone started ringing as well. Seeing as how mine was closer, I decided to follow the musical tone back to the bed. Crawling on the floor I found it had been kicked under the bed and lazily reached under to grab it.

“Hello?” I asked, feeling my voice reflecting my tiredness. I lay under the bed not daring to move now that I felt comfortable.

“Makoto, you need to get over to Trunks’ parent’s house!” Minako’s panicked voice rang through my ears. That did the trick of waking me up as my first thoughts went suddenly to Sai and Hiro. Knocking my head on the bed as I maneuvered out, I blinked at the light turning on as Trunks sat on the corner of the bed disheveled and groggier than me.

“What happened?” I quickly asked, looking around the room for anything to wear, if there was anything left.

“Just, get over here,” Minako continued, her voice sounded stressed and weary but I felt the anger start to surge through me.

“Minako, please,” I pleaded, something straining in my voice as Trunks gathered our clothing. “Can you tell me if Sai and Hiro are alright?”

“Oh, I didn’t know, I mean, I thought they were with the nanny...it’s something of a different level of importance. Sai and Hiro are in great hands.” My heart swelled from where it had dropped and I let out a heavy sigh. Thank goodness they were fine, but then what was the problem? I would find out soon enough when we arrived.

“We’ll be there soon, thank you Mina.” I hung up as the weight of the world came crashing down and I took a moment to breathe. We were both extremely tired, last night hadn’t gone as anticipated. I thought Trunks was joking when he said this would be like a second honeymoon; what he hadn’t informed me that it was our honeymoon crammed into one night. I ached and felt bruised from his touch. We’d just showered before laying to rest yet I still felt I hadn’t slept nearly enough.

“What’s going on?” asked Trunks, his hair disheveled and voice that morning husk. Glancing at the clock on my phone, I frowned at seeing we’d only been resting for a little over two hours.

“There’s an emergency meeting at your parent’s house,” I answered, wondering if he was paying attention to the conversation. With a grunt, Trunks tossed our ripped clothing on the bed and I slowly rose from the floor. To say I ached was an understatement but I managed to mask it as best as possible. Trunks already had an internal battle against his ego and didn’t need more guilt added. “Why don’t we take the bath robes? I’m sure we can find something more suitable, or send for something from the palace.”

Trunks and I left looking rather out of place in our robes and slippers, going down the elevator and through the hotel lobby. One of the aspects that made it odd was how the top of Trunks’ bathrobe didn’t close all the way and left part of his masculine chest open for all to see. The only other thing that gave us away was the limo we entered with onlookers, making me sigh as we rode silently to the Brief’s home. I didn’t want to think of what was the matter but deep inside I seemed to know. I had to stop myself from touching my neck, wondering still if that mark was there.

Following Trunks up the walk and into the house, the tension in the room didn’t help with how worried I was.

“What is it?” Trunks queried, not too pleased with the amount of sleep either. Goten looked at his friend from the couch with a sad smile as Minako gently held his hand in comfort.

“Gohan has been challenged.” Silence loomed through the room while we all seemed to know who was behind this and what it meant for the future. If Gohan was challenged, as well as Trunks, that meant Chrono was trying to take over Satan City. With Satan City taken over, one could imagine the power and destruction he would try to cause throughout the world. Not only that, I couldn’t align myself with Crystal Tokyo since I was the Queen of Satan City. But, by Saiyan laws and traditions, I would belong to Chrono. I shivered at the thought, thinking how barbaric their culture could have been on their own planet.

“Makoto, let my father look at your neck,” Trunks demanded. I wasn’t about to question his authority at the command and pulled my hair to the side. Vegeta was next to me in a blink of an eye as I saw Bulma frown while holding Sai. Trunks turned his head back to Goten and gave a nod. “I have been challenged too.”

Every part of me wanted to scream. I sunk to the nearest chair as my heart pounded loud in my ears. This couldn’t be happening. It was one thing after another...why couldn’t we just have peace again?

“You have three days until the time of the challenge to accept, if not you forfeit,” Vegeta supplied. What would Trunks do? I wouldn’t ask him to accept it since I knew there was no way any of us could win against Chrono. He was too strong, even after being dormant for hundreds of years. I felt it and knew there was only one chance we had left of defeating Chrono once and for all: Cronus.

“Has anyone contacted you on the preparations for Cronus?” I asked suddenly, feeling the spark of fighting pull through me. I couldn’t give up, not now, not ever. I had to be better than those negative thoughts starting to cloud my vision and move forward. With all the obstacles we’ve had thrown in front of us, this one was no different. Instead, it required on us calling for a more powerful source that could aid us.

“They are currently looking for the crystals belonging to the dead Generals of Terra,” Minako began, pushing into the role as leader of the senshi once more as her voice became firm. “Ami was able to locate the estimated whereabouts of Beryl’s old liar where the portal should still be active to enter the negaverse.”

“It was destroyed, how will we ever find the crystals?” Minako grinned and patted Goten on the arm.

“We now have some muscle to move the rubble. With Ami’s location device, and the help of a few strong Saiyans, we’ll find them in no time.” I gave a nod and thought for a moment. With Goten, Goku, and most likely Vegeta gone, we would be low on the defense of Satan City which meant one last obstacle.

“I’ll distract Chrono,” I finally stated as all eyes turned on me. Trunks didn’t look pleased as I brushed it off. “I’ll create a scene, make it seem like Trunks is kicking me to the curb thinking I’ve found a way to remove his mark. Until then, he’s taken the boys and will be staying here until I can gather my things to go back to Tokyo.”

“I don’t like it,” Trunks stated, folding his thick arms over his chest and narrowing his gaze. I couldn’t help but hold back a chuckle at how much he looked like Vegeta in that stance. Minako took this chance to cover.

“No, I think Mako’s got something here,” she took over. “It’ll look like you took a hit to your ego and are trying to think things through. This will give Chrono the impression you don’t know there’s a challenge and lead him to think he can surprise attack or win by default. By then, we’ll have the stones and have called Cronus.”

“It’s a gamble, but something we need to think about. What other ideas do we have?” I asked. Trunks looked away, Goten looked at his folded hands, Vegeta snorted, and Bulma burped Sai. The silence in the room told everything: there were no other ideas. A musical chime jingled through the home as I watched Trunks leave to get it.

“What will we have Gohan do?” Goten spoke. “He knows he’s been challenged, Chrono announced it in the throne room during his visiting this morning.”

“The challenged can set the day and time to accept,” Vegeta supplied once more. Minako perked, an idea in mind.

“Gohan can set the day and time for when Trunks needs to accept by. If they both are scheduled to fight Chrono at the same time, then the odds might be in our favor. Two powerful Saiyans against one could hold up one hell of a fight, just in case there are any delays with Cronus.” I couldn’t help but grin at the plan while we all seemed to look at Vegeta to see if it was even possible. He gave a smirk and nodded just as I felt Trunks wrap an arm around my shoulders.

“Our clothes are delivered,” Trunks added. “I sent a memo back to have a week’s worth of mine and our sons sent here as well. This should get some gossip started to help our plan.”

I nodded and couldn’t help pressing a soft kiss on his cheek.

“We’ll take the back way, just like we came in,” Goten interrupted, a slight blush on his cheeks. We gave our good-byes and moved upstairs to dress in private. Trunks watched me from his bed, sitting on the edge still wrapped in his robe. Slipping into my heels, I took a few steps to stop in front of him and gave a warm smile.

“This isn’t goodbye, we’ll see each other soon,” I offered, running my fingers through his soft lavender strands.

“I know.” Trunks grazed his fingers on my hips and pulled me between his parted knees, running his fingers over the airy cotton fabric. The barrier between our skin touching was amazing, sending a chill up my spine at wanting the connection. “I just want to part on good terms despite what our story is.”

I knew what he wanted, even before his head nuzzled against my stomach pressing a few soft kisses. After one last romantic tumble, I’d walk out that door with my head held high and ready to beat Chrono at his own game.

I suppressed a moan when his hands firmly grabbed my rump and gave both cheeks a playful squeeze. No matter how many times we’d had sex last night, my body was ready for more. Using his nails to lightly scrape down the back of my legs to my knees, the feeling made my legs weak. At the weakness, Trunks took advantage and changed our positions. With my back firmly in the mattress, I peeked up over my breasts to see him staring up from his position between my legs. A wicked grin pulled the corners of his mouth as my face burnt red.

There was no way Trunks was going to do...that. We agreed when the time was right and I felt comfortable, I’d let him go down there. When he saw my protest, his fingers grazed the soft inside of my thighs and one of my weak points. I sucked in a breath and squeezed my fingers in his hair.

“Mako, this will be my parting gift to you,” he whispered, pressing butterfly kisses to my stomach, trailing downwards as his fingers began to push my dress up.

“I don’t want to get too loud, your parents are downstairs,” I hissed. He chuckled as I followed his movements, lifting up so he could pull the dress up to my waist.

“My father has gone to the training room and my mother to her lab with the boys,” he retorted, dipping his head down to kiss my bare stomach. I shuttered again, feeling the heat starting to spur in my loins. No matter how much I wanted to deny being turned on, Trunks would know I was lying by smelling it. “If you feel uncomfortable, cover your mouth with a pillow.”

At that last statement, before I could reply, Trunks got serious. His lips made a trail down my abdomen to the top of my panties and I let my head drop back, enjoying the feeling. It felt like magic, his hot breath hovering over my covered parts and hands kneading my thighs. As I tried to relax, I couldn’t help but shutter and jerk as he nuzzled and lightly nipped against the fabric. Why had I waited so long to let him do this? So far, it didn’t feel too bad.

Following his hands, I lifted my hips as he slid my panties down, removing my right leg completely while the left still held my panties around my knee. I tensed, wanting to lock my knees in embarrassment as his warm breath tickled my exposed bits. It wasn’t because I didn’t keep it clean or up kept; I had a serious routine to make sure I was clean and neatly shaven. There was something about hair in my nether regions that turned me off, so I remedied it.

“You’re beautiful Mako,” Trunks whispered, cool air causing me to shutter. Skimming his fingers up my thigh, Trunks pressed soft kisses into the opposite thigh that made my muscles turn to jelly. I relaxed into his hand softly touching me, his thumb lightly flickering over my clit and fingers playfully outside my entrance. I wanted him and felt ready as I spread my legs wider. Playing coy, Trunks moved his hand as my insides clenched in anticipation. I let out a soft moan when I felt something hot touch my clit and then move away as the cool air chilled me.

“Please,” I whispered, clutching my fingers in the comforter ready for more. My breath caught as the heat came back with a vengeance, flicking across my clit as I moaned. What was he doing down there that felt so good? I tried to focus on what was happening but it was hard as a haze spread across my mind. Whatever it was felt amazing, moving between my clit and flicking in my entrance. I couldn’t help but grind my hips down, helping to move to a position that felt good. While the heat came back to my clit, I felt the familiar feeling of his fingers pressing at my entrance.

“I’m going to make you cum,” Trunks musky voice sounded in my ears as I experienced a change of cool back to hot. Just as his tongue ground down, two fingers plunged deep inside me. I couldn’t help but moan, my head thrashing back and fingers grabbing the comforter forcefully. Rocking my hips to the movement of his fingers, the heat continued to swell and build in my stomach, moving down as my knees started to shake. I was getting closer to that peak and didn’t want him to stop.

“I’m...I’m...going...to...” I couldn’t get the last word out as my body seized and melted in an instant. I grabbed the pillow to muffle my moan, shuttering and jerking as his movements slowed. I wanted him to stop while I rode out my body clenching but he didn’t. Instead, there was a slight pause as his mouth and fingers left only to be replaced by Trunks lifting my hips and giving a sudden deep thrust. I moaned again, sucking my bottom lip in and biting down. Where had the pillow gone?

“Look at me.” I pried my eyes open at the command and stared into his bright eyes as he thrust into me almost savagely. Lifting my hips to meet his thrusts, I saw his eyes flare and mouth clench as he shuttered. I wanted him to take me like he meant it, to show me somehow that I would always be his.

“Deeper,” I commanded, watching his eyes flash wider for a moment as a slight grin pulled at one side of his mouth. Shifting our position, Trunks lifted one of my legs over his shoulder while the other wrapped around his waist and gave a testing thrust all the way to the hilt that had me arching. Moving my wrists above my head, Trunks took the hint and chuckled while using one hand to hold them together.

“When this is all over with, I’ll look into purchasing handcuffs.” The suggestion made me perk at the idea of being dominated and I grinned.

“I’d like that.” With his free hand, Trunks reached between my legs and all conversation ceased as we panted and moaned, riding out the building orgasms that would soon come for us both. This new position made the building heat come back with a vengeance as Trunks rubbed in a circle on my clit. I arched into his hand, tightening around his length as I felt it starting to swell to capacity. Soon, he wouldn’t be able to hold back and I wanted us to both go at the same time. Putting my mind, and hips, to it, I found a combination of arching and grinding that built me up fast. A tingle moved through me as I tried to hold back but the orgasm rocked my body and curled my toes. Successfully, Trunks let out a deep moan and I jerked my hips upward to help him ride out his own orgasm. He shuttered and shook, releasing my wrists suddenly to try and stop my hips moving.

“Please Mako...you’ll drain me dry,” he scolded only for me to giggle.

“I had hoped I did last night,” I bantered, watching him grin and shift my lifted leg off his shoulder. I didn’t want him to go yet and wrapped both legs around his hips, pushing his slightly hard-on back in. Trunks shivered and looked down with warm eyes, leaning down to press a soft kiss against my lips. As he slightly pulled back, I whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too Mako,” Trunks answered, lifting his head to kiss my nose and then forehead. “For always and forever.”

The palace was unusually quiet as I made my way down the halls, almost rushing to my bedroom to change out of my wrinkled dress, thanks to Trunks. Closed away in my private chambers, greeted by Ra, I quickly undressed on my way to the bathroom to jump in a quick shower. Thanks to my lack of sleep, I looked like I’d gone through a terrible evening by my paled complexion, dark circles, and reddened eyes. Wrapped in my robe, drying my hair, I exited the bathroom only to almost trip over Ra, who was lightly growling while the hackles on his back were raised.

I looked up to see Chrono standing by a silver cart holding covered dishes.

“Ra, stand down,” I ordered, hearing Ra cease growling and looked up at me with a whine. Chrono crouched and held out his hand in a friendly manner, clicking his tongue but Ra wouldn’t have it and pressed against my knee.

“What a good dog, very protective of his owner,” Chrono commented, standing to his full height with a smirk pulling the corners of his mouth.

“Yes he is,” I coolly replied, petting Ra warmly on the head. Letting my hair towel drape over my shoulder, I watched Chrono carefully while choosing my words. “What do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

“I heard you come in and thought you would like the company.” I gave a bit of a nod.

“That would be nice, let me dress and I’ll join you on the balcony,” I offered only for Chrono to take a step forward. Ra grumbled at the movement, stiffening at my side.

“What’s that on your neck?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. Automatically, I pushed my robe closed at the neck and took a step back. Ra followed, coming between us with a distinct low warning growl.

“You’re over stepping the line, I’ll meet you outside when I’m ready,” I tried once more, taking another step back into the bathroom.

“Yes, then we’ll talk perhaps without distractions.” I knew what Chrono was referring to but there was no way I was going to be alone with him without Ra. Stepping into the bathroom and closing the door, I quickly got to work on dressing as modest as possible. Grabbing a pair of white capris, and heeled sandals, I sat at the table with my make-up working on covering the black and purple bruising on my neck. I didn’t think Trunks did much damage but now I could see how frustrated he’d become once my mark didn’t come up after the first two tries.

The flesh was still tender as I held back against the pain. No matter how much make-up I tried, even with a concealer, some of the bruising was dark enough to show through. Pulling on an emerald elbow-length blouse, I left my hair down in hopes that would cover the rest of the damage. I knew it was there, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be hidden from others. Ra followed me out of the bathroom and stayed close as we went toward the balcony. I was surprised to see our meal laid out with a small fresh centerpiece of flowers.

Chrono stood politely and sat after I did.

“Where is his highness?” Chrono started and I began my role of the liar.

“He is staying with his parents.” I avoided looking at Chrono while lightly picking at my plate. Either he ignored the subtle body language or didn’t care.

“That is odd, did something occur?” I let out a sigh and set down my fork.

“I don’t think I should be talking about this with you...”

“Who else would you speak with? I know all there is about Saiyans and their mannerisms, your highness.” I wanted to get up and leave at that comment but kept planted. Was he trying to gain my trust? Due to the challenges being initiated, there was something up his sleeve but what? If he thought I trusted him, then perhaps I could find out.

“You’re right,” I began, pausing to take a drink at my dry mouth. “Last night, something strange happened at the charity auction. I could feel it. Trunks cornered me in the bathroom and demanded we leave. It was in the limo to the hotel I discovered his mark had disappeared and he wasn’t too happy.”

“Let me see,” he ordered, taking his cloth napkin and dipping it in the water. I took it, my fingers barely skimming his in the transaction as a chill pushed through me. There was that strange feeling again, something I had to suppress...that attraction. Pulling my hair to the side and unbuttoning the first two of my blouse, I pulled it to the side and cleaned the make-up off. Ra growled when Chrono moved and I called him off, telling him to go potty which meant a look around the garden or far enough from disturbing range.

Chrono stood at my side and inspected my neck, lightly touching it but with enough pressure I sucked in air and closed my eyes from the overwhelming emotions once more. While he seemed to examine, I nervously decided to talk.

“Trunks thinks I did something to remove his mark and decided to keep the boys with him until I...figure this out.” Chrono touched my neck again and I felt the gooseflesh perk anew and my cheeks blush. Distracting myself, I shifted to cover up and button my shirt. Chrono easily took one arm of my chair and pulled it until I was directly looking at his waist before he crouched before me. There was something strange about his darkened blue orbs that commanded my attention and I unwillingly gave it to him.

“I have never before witnessed the power of Zeus this lively in a host before,” his husky voice purred. Something about that tone sent another feeling of arousal straight to the pit of my stomach and then I shuttered when his warm hands touched the bare skin of my forearms. I’d never reacted so much to just a single, non-sensual touch, yet the simple movements of his fingers kneading my skin had me in a daze. “When I touch you, I can feel the electricity surging through your body. It is a beautiful gift, and only those you have a connection with can feel your power. I know you can feel what it does to me. I can smell it and so can Trunks. That musky aroma clouds my senses and it’s unbearable to hold back.”

Before I knew what was happening, our lips met in the hottest, most electrifying kiss that curled my toes. The greedy part of me gave in, that nagging in the back of my mind that said this was right as my skin tingled and insides came alive. He smelled too good, and tasted like fresh baked goods smelled, mouthwatering. I had just clawed my needy hands up his masculine arms and secured them into his silky soft hair when I felt my whole world shift. The feeling of the hard balcony floor knocking the air from my lungs seemed to bring my mind back from the fog. I took in fresh air that started to clear my mind as I realized what was happening.

Chrono had started kissing down my neck, unbuttoning my blouse while my hands seemed to be pushing him downwards by the shoulders. Grabbing fistfuls of his shirt, I pulled him up while trying to find my voice while a jumble of thoughts filled my mind, ranging from guilt to anger. Chrono took my silence and pulling as something else by moving back up to my face and kissing me once more. This time, I didn’t melt and managed to keep a level head no matter how much I wanted to fall back into the fog. With all my might, I pushed against his shoulders but he either didn’t care or didn’t feel it. Jerking my mouth away, I managed to find my voice.

“Stop!” My voice rang out louder than I anticipated but with a firm tone that immediately got his attention. Chrono jerked up from between my cleavage with a confused gaze as I pushed up on his shoulders again and he sat back on his heels.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, as if not realizing it. I quickly started buttoning my shirt and scooting back.

“Chrono, I’m married—”

“By Earth standards, which doesn’t mean anything when you’re a god, and by Saiyan standards, you’re free for the claiming.” Chrono was talking about himself since none of that applied to me.

“I am human, I follow Earth standards—”

“You’re far from human Makoto, you’re a goddess although you may not see it.” As flattering as that sounded, it did nothing for me as I picked up the remains of my dignity and stood. Dusting myself off, I let out a sigh and folded my arms over my chest.

“Regardless of what race’s measurements and standards, I am unavailable. This will not happen again,” I firmly stated. Chrono just smirked and stood.

“Are you not the least bit curious about what happened?” Of course I was curious, it was strange how dangerously attracted I was to him since the moment we met. There was this strange air, the powerful aura, and now his touch. I gave a nod, wanting him to elaborate. Chrono took his time, folding his hands behind his back and moving dangerous close. “Gods can be attracted to each other, like in the days of old. Zeus’ wife was a goddess, and they created other, lesser gods—”

“Just like his affairs with mortals created half gods. To put it simply, Zeus was the most active in producing kin,” I interrupted. Chrono smirked and reached a hand out to touch the skin of my arm once more. I managed to keep my posture and body in check, regardless of how much it was screaming inside. “Get to your point.”

“We all feel our attractions differently,” he continued, and sent another smirk my way. “Ever since we met, I’ve felt that attraction and I know you have too. The longer we push against fate, the more we’ll be unable to control ourselves in the future.”

“Then I think it will be in our best interest if we stay away from each other,” I solved, hoping Chrono would follow my advice and leave. Instead, he shook his head and chuckled.

“I’ve seen the sickness and madness others have gone through denying fate. It did not end well. Wars were fought, all for the sake of bringing two compatible people together.” I knew of the wars he was referencing to but I didn’t believe it. Troy stuck out in the mind the most, and the countless people that were killed all for the sake of a woman. It didn’t feel true or right. How could that be when I loved Trunks and all that we’d overcome to be together?

“No...that can’t be. I feel nothing but a physical attraction. What about love?” I asked. I was taken aback by Chrono laughing.

“Love? What a useless mortal emotion. Love has nothing to do with how unstoppable two people can be when brought together. We will rule the world and bring back the age of the gods!” His plans were finally on the table and Chrono would never change. I always thought of second chances but I was wrong this time. My temper was flaring as I took a swing. I missed as he laughed once more and I moved into a full on attack. My kicks were deflected and jabs hit air. He was too quick, but I’d known that even before I let my temper take over.

I became so irritated I felt the electricity dancing on my fingertips and the power swelling inside. I needed to release this building energy. Targeting in on Chrono’s next move, I smirked when he stepped right where I needed him to. Releasing the electric bolts, satisfaction poured through me as they sparked and crackled around him. As quickly as my temper built, it crashed as I drained all my suppressed energy into that one attack. Panting and feeling a light coat of sweat, I looked up from catching my breath to see Chrono gone.

I knew it was too late when I felt his touch, grabbing my elbow and pushing it far up my back until I was bent over with my chest pinned against the cement railing. The ebbing pain in my shoulder turned sharp when Chrono gave a light tap up.

“I don’t get it,” I finally spoke, swallowing the disappointment of my relief. “What does this little plan of yours have to do with me? I’m just the second-in-command to Neo-Queen Serenity, using me as bait will get you nowhere near her or the Imperial Silver Crystal.”

Chrono just clicked his tongue and shifted to where I could see him. Caressing my cheek with the back of his knuckles, he gave me a pitied look.

“You poor thing, unaware of your potential power,” he chided and pulled me up. Twisted around to face him, Chrono held my face in his powerful hands while I assessed his damage. With that burst of electricity, there were only a few misplaced hairs and a slight static lift. “Your Queen may mean something to Earth and its cause, but she is nothing compared to you in the realm of the gods. You hold the power of Zeus in you! The KING and ruler of all gods. The second most powerful god when it comes to me since I was created in Father’s image. The rest of his children, you and the others, were created with only a single specialty while I contain all. Do you understand now how special you are?”

I got it alright. I was the first on the chopping block to be messed with in the realm of the gods, and third when it came to being a senshi. Regardless, it looked like I was screwed and there was no way out of this predicament.

“I get it alright. Answer me one last thing, brother. Why go through all the trouble of putting Trunks and I together if you were just going to tear us apart in the name of fate?” I asked, still unclear of all the pieces fitting together. Chrono chuckled and then removed his right hand to tenderly caress it through my hair.

“You were the easiest target to push in the direction we needed especially once Kaspar became so close. A virtuous woman that believed in fate, falling in love, and meeting that one special person. How could we pass up an open opportunity?” he explained as I felt the stab in my chest. It was all a set-up even from the beginning, and going to Egypt. Meeting Caspian when my flight was cancelled and taking a tour of the palace had been the perfect chance for them to assess me. I was weakest of the group and had lost my feel for danger when I began to relax once peace settled in. “It is baffling isn’t it? To think, with only my heart left on Earth, I could extend so much influence.”

“You still haven’t answered my question.” I wanted more information since I could be wrong in my assumptions. Chrono smiled.

“Matching you together with one of the Saiyans was a bit tricky since there were only two left. Goten is easily influenced. Although you would have fit perfectly with the Son household, it would have never produced the results quick enough,” he began while I seemed to absorb the information. “Trunks luckily had a bad experience which left him hardened and cold in future relations. With your vulnerability from a shocking break up, and royal status, it left you desperate for companionship. Brought together, you two produced what I needed to come to life: the blood of your children.”

I jerked my head away and pushed as hard as possible. Of course, he didn’t budge but I felt his fingers digging into my skin where new bruises were already starting to form. How could I have been so stupid? Being a protector and senshi serving Serenity meant a life of solitude. Why hadn’t I realized this earlier that my dreams should have always been dreams? I failed...I failed us all. The lives lost would burn in my soul and I would spend eternity in damnation.

I stopped fighting and looked away. I wanted to cry but no, not here. Not in front of this creep. Why continue fighting a losing battle when there was no way out? I should have listened to Ares when he warned me of what was to come.

“I’d like to lie down for a while,” I managed, the lack of sleep catching up all of a sudden. I tensed when he pet my hair again.

“I know, this is a lot to take in Makoto but it will all be over soon,” he whispered near my ear. I cringed as he pressed a kiss on my cheek. “You have done well but there is much more for us to accomplish together.”

Using his thumb to tilt my head up, I finally looked at him with a deflated will. For someone with so much evil intent, Chrono looked serene as he straightened my messed hair from earlier.

“I suggest against trying to make contact with any of your friends,” he continued, tucking a strand behind my ear. “Anything you wish or desire will be provided at your request.”

Chrono disappeared with a cool draft of his exit. Exhaling, I stumbled into the bedroom and landed on the bed. Crawling toward the pillows, I cradled one in my arms and curled into myself trying to think of nothing except praying to kami that we would all get through this.

AN: As always, there is an a CLEAN version of this chapter available on FanFiction.Net under the same username and title. Now that I’m not too busy, I’m getting back into my writing groove! Thank you Jubbles so much for your reviews and I will be updating more now that I'm not preoccupied!
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