Okay~standard disclaimer stuff~I don't own DBZ or the characters~this is just a fanfiction because I LOVE and ADORE DBZ/GT~this is NOT for any profit or gain other than MY enjoyment at writing stories so please don't sue me, I don't have any money anyway. Please enjoy! M.M.Ake
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Mahru's Heart
She busies herself with laundry yet every few minutes finds herself scanning the skies
over the washline in the hopes that he will be there. They've known each other for years
and still her stomach does flip-flops at the thought of his smile, his gentle, shy smile.
He had been there for her after she was attacked by someone who wouldn't take
"NO" for an answer. She had been there for him when his beloved mentor Gohan was
murdered by the androids. Together they'd managed to pull each other through but
now, he was so far away~in another time~on another world where he could change things for
the better. Would he come back as he'd promised? Just days ago she'd felt a terrible pain
sear right through her, as though a bolt of lightning tore itself through her heart and
ripped out of her back. She would've screamed if there were time for it. her mind went
black and she was found hours later by his mother, Bulma, on her daily watch of the
compound. Mahru didn't tell Bulma what she'd felt. Trunks was hurt or dead and Mahru
didn't want to let on that even across the depths of time, she'd felt it. Somehow though,
only hours after Bulma had found her, she felt him alright again. She made a mental note
to ask about it when, or if he returned. She finished with the laundry and headed
inside when she felt it~her stomach flip-flopped and she instinctively looked up to see
the small one manned time capsule in a slow decent into the compound. Bulma had recieved
radio notice and came tearing out of the main building yelling "He's back!!!
He's Back!!! My baby boy is back!!!" before swinging Mahru's arms in her own in a
joyous dance. Trunks lifted the dome to the time machine and jumped out, landing smoothly
on the ground. Grace came easily to him and a landing for a man who can fly is pretty
simple. Bulma flung herself into her son's arms and the two rejoiced before she
realized how much he'd changed. Although tall and muscular when he'd left, he was slightly
taller now and much more muscular than ever. "You've changed~so much more like
your father now." she told her son. He wasn't sure how to take her remark until he
saw the look of pride on her face. Mahru stood back a bit, not wanting to disturb
this family reunion of mother and son. Bulma took some of his capsules inside and left the
two of them alone to stand staring at the ground a few feet from one another.
Mahru's heart beat like a rabbit's in her chest~she could feel his eyes on her and she
wished she'd taken some extra time out to primp up a bit. As it was, her hair was still
somewhat damp from her shower and her clothes were skimpier than what she would've usually
worn if a man were about~even him. his eyes drank in the sight of her and it took his
breath away. Her deep mahogony waves and curls blowing in the breeze, her dark brown
doe-eyes trying not to meet his, her full lips~he drew in a deep breath at his wonder of
what it would be like to kiss those lips. Her light caramel skin~he'd never seen this much
of it~she usually wore sweats but now, she wore a small crop top in white and a pair of
denim shorts. He made a mental note to thank his mother for the change. He knew
Bulma encouraged Mahru to be more comfortable with herself. As he drank in the sight of
her long tapered legs, full hips and ample bosom, he added to that mental note~thank mom
ALOT!!! She felt her cheeks grow warm, then hot in his enraptured gaze. She felt
something else too~desire~it shocked her to feel this way. She looked up to find him
smiling gently at her as he walked closer. He took her hand in his and marvelled at how
small and delicate it was. She in turn was awestruck at how large and strong he had
become, his immense frame so well defined, an Appollo in catlike motion.
His eyes locked onto hers as he whispered, "I missed you. Lots." He
wondered if she'd let him kiss her, hold her softness in his arms, maybe in time, do more.
She looked deeply into his azure blues and sighed in relief at his safe return.
"Oh Trunks", she whispered, "I was so worried, so scared you'd never~"
her voice quavered as she held back her tears. He stood closer now and taking a deep
breath to steady himself, took her gently into his arms as she let a few tears fall.
"It's okay now, I'm home. I'm safe."
He took yet another deep breath, this time in surprise as her arms went slowly around his
neck and she carefully pressed herself against him in a warm, loving hug. His face went
into her shoulder as she stood on tip-toe to hold him close. Her hair smelled of
flowers and her skin was softer than he'd ever imagined it to be~soft and fragrant. She
was warm and he held her tighter than he'd intended to and at first thought he might hurt
her but she returned the intensity with just as much strength as his. She held him
tightly for fear he was just another dream and might go away should she stop. Her
composure completely broken, she allowed herself to cry. His own tears flowed as he
heard her pent up sobs of relief. Perhaps that kiss and something more wouldn't be as far
away as he'd thought? He held her as she composed herself, quietly revelling in their
closeness. She pulled back yet he still held her in his arms. She turned her head away
from him so he couldn't, wouldn't see her face. She thought herself silly for having cried
and felt her cheeks warm with the glow of embarrassment.
"She's SO beautiful!" he thought to himself as he saw her face turn away.
"What's this?" he asked as he turned her to face him,
"Blushing?" His heart skipped a beat~her lashes, always thick and long,
were moreso when wet with tears. They framed her deep brown eyes, so doe-like,
beautifully. Her dusty rose lips parted slightly and he couldn't resist any longer. he had
to follow his baser instincts and kiss her. His face, usually so calm suddenly held an
uncertainty and she tilted her own quizzically as he pulled her closer still than they had
been. His lips grazed hers, as they had done in many a dream she'd had of him and before
she knew it, his tongue was exploring her mouth as eagerly as hers was his~a perfect fit.
Mahru's arms went around his neck as her hands went through his long hair to the
tops of his shoulders and around his neck again. Trunks couldn't get enough of this
feeling~her waist was so small, her hips so full and the heat of her bosom against his
chest made him absolutely delirious with desre for her. Mahru's mind reveled in this
new sensation~Trunks, the same Trunks she'd only reached for in dreams was now holding
her, kissing her moaning at her touch and she adored this feeling of being able to please
him~she wondered if she could please him in other ways, more inimate ways. The mere
thought caused her whole body to tingle~or was it the way he held and caressed her bare
flesh? Without realizing it, Trunks had fully engrossed himself in her kiss and had begun
caressing the small of her back with one hand while the other pressed her as closely as
possible to him.
"TRUUUUUUU-UUUUUNKS!" Bulma called.
Trunks and Mahru broke their kiss and softlt released one another. Mahru sank from her
tip-toes and touched hr lips with one hand and her stomach with the other.
"shit." he thought as she blinked at him all wide eyed. "Shit shit
shit. I blew it." Mahru gave a small gasp and took a step forward.
"Trunks," she whispered, "I never knew a kiss could be or make me feel so
GOOD!!!"
He stood transfixed by her words and took her hand away from her lips, cupping it in both
of his~
"If you'll let me, I mean, if you want me to Mahru, I can show you MUCH more."
he whispered back before kissing the palm of her hand tenderly.
"Oh!" she sighed as his warm lips touched her palm,"I think I'd like that
VERY much!"
His heart beat wildly in his chest at what she'd said and he smiled that wonderful sweet
smile of his at her. She smiled shyly back, happy that he felt the same about her as she
did for him. The day was looking up. She watched him as he went inside the living
quarters he shared with his mother.Watched his sculpted physique walk, stand, turn and
gaze at her. She stood transfixed at her good fortune~his kiss on her lips, his taste in
her mouth. She stood blinking for a few moments, letting it all sink in, then with a
joyous smile, she went to her own capsule abode. He watched her walk away and felt
the stirring of longing within. Her fragrance on him now~her sweet taste still in his
mouth~her softness etched forever on his soul. Her hips swayed gently back and forth as
she walked, rounded buttocks gloriously beautiful to him. She was PLEASED by him with only
a kiss! He didn't know whether all men felt this way towards women they intended to have
or if it was a trait particular to the Saiyan race but the sight of her sweet backside
made him give out a low growl of anticipation and he was certain~she would be the ONLY one
for him and he would make sure she'd need no other than him. The day was bright and
sunny~there hadn't been any android attacks in nearly a whole month. Some thought this a
sign that the carnage was over but others knew better. Mahru was out at one of the market
rows that dotted the ruins of the city.Fruits were rare but sometimes worth the trip to
the outer
edges due to their freshness. Ask no questions, fork over a valuable blanket or other
useful item and oranges can be yours. Mahru chose a few and paid with some knitting she'd
finished days earlier. She was glad now that she'd paid attention in home economics class.
They'd all heard the high pitched whistle before the blast hit. Fire, smoak, flying bricks
and bits of other things and the stench of death. Mahru sought shelter and found it. She
cursed at herself for having dressed in shorts and a t-shirt due to the summer heat. Sure,
her standard sweats would've proven nearly unbearable in the 8 mile trek to and from the
market area but they would've provided more protection for her to scramble under
something. Besides, bare flesh unnerved her. She sensed danger and turned to face
it~17! The thing surveyed her with cold ice eyes and a slow smile spread across it's
face as it took in the view. She was cornered~
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