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(A/N: Wow, I'm surprised at all of the hits and reviews this story is receiving. Truthfully, I didn't think it'd get that many readers this fast since a lot of people never even think of Trunks and 18 being a pairing, myself included until I read another person's story and this one popped into my head. I hope that changes; we need more of these. Enjoy.)
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Chapter 8: Alone In Space
The last thing Trunks expected to be doing was going on a space voyage. But the promise of getting hold of new Dragon Balls were worth the trip any day. He just hoped the Namekians would allow him to make a wish.
"Of course they will!" Bulma assured him. "I'm really good friends with all of them. They'll be happy to help. Besides, they sort of owe me after everything I did for them."
That was true. She had given them a place to live after Frieza blew up their old planet until they could find a new one. Although, the Nameks had let them use their Dragon Balls to wish back their friends while they stayed, so they were actually even. But Bulma was certain that her green alien friends would be happy to help.
However, recalling the story of Frieza and the resurrection of the Z Warriors, Trunks remembered that even though the Namekian dragon granted three wishes instead of one, it could only revive one person per wish. But Bulma had that figured out already.
"One wish is all we need. All we've got to do is wish Piccolo or Kami back to life, and then the earth's Dragon Balls will be restored too, and then we can wish everyone back!"
Trunks had to admit that it was a good idea. But journeying to a far off planet wasn't on his list of top ten things to do. He considered going back in time and try using the past's Dragon Balls, but the idea was quickly dismissed. Even if the time machine had enough power for another trip, there was no guarantee that there would be enough for the return journey. Furthermore, Shenron's power was limited. The ability to manipulate space and time was most likely beyond him.
So three weeks after his mother had come bursting into his room, signing him up for an adventure he hadn't wanted to go on, he was preparing to blast off to another planet, which, according to his mother, would take about three months to reach.
The thought of traveling around in the cold darkness of space for three months wasn't very appealing. And what was even more unappealing was his traveling companion. That's right, 18 would be accompanying him on his trip.
'Why me?' he wondered grimly.
For the next three months, it would be only him and 18. He had been hoping that his mother would be going too, but she said that she was needed on Earth. Fixing the damage the androids had caused over the years was not an easy task, but Bulma's brilliance did help greatly, and she couldn't afford to leave.
So that was it. It was going to be him and 18 all alone for three month. All things considered, it shouldn't be too bad. He'd long since gotten used to having her around. The problem was that she was making passes at him again. And now that the two of them were going to be alone for a long period of time...
He'd resist though; he had to. She was still the android that had made his life and the lives of others a living hell for many years. But her beauty and seductive ways were slowly chipping away at his resistance.
Trunks' fists clenched. He'd have to do something to put a stop to this. But how to do it without making him out to be a liar? Finding out about her brother had nearly destroyed the trust she had in him. By not telling her the truth about their relationship, she would surely think that he had been trying to take advantage of her or something. Perhaps he should have told her the truth back when she first brought up the subject and risked losing her trust back then.
'Damn it all to hell! Why did I have to be a smart ass? And is she an idiot or something? My voice was dripping with sarcasm when I said I was her boyfriend.'
But the fact remained that 18 had taken a genuine interest in him. The idea of them having been a couple in the past may have been planted by him, but she decided on her own that she liked the thought of them together. She made her intentions very clear, and was not making it easy for him to ignore her. At one point he had finally had enough and told her that he didn't want to get back together with her since she was a completely different person now. She seemed to have considered his words for a few minutes before giving him that cocky smile.
"Then I guess I'll have to get you to like the new me." she had told him.
After that, she had redoubled her attempts to seduce him. Right now, Trunks' biggest fear was that he would give in to temptation. But if he did, he'd never be able to forgive himself. It'd be a betrayal of everyone she had wronged.
'I just need to keep fighting her off until she gives up. Hopefully she'll find some other guy to like.'
Of course, that wouldn't be possible with the whole entire world hating and fearing her. Which gave Bulma an idea for a way to solve that problem. He would ask the dragon to erase 18 from everyone's memories and have them believe that it was only 17 who had torn the world apart.
At first this had concerned Trunks. Surely 18 would insist upon seeing the dragon, which meant that she would hear the wish. But Bulma had ensured him that this wasn't a problem. Since the Namek dragon would only grant wishes if the wisher made the wish in the native tongue, 18 wouldn't be able to understand what was being said. All he had to do was request the wish from one of the Namekians when 18 wasn't around.
"Trunks, get down here! Everything is ready!"
Trunks sighed upon hearing his mother call for him. This was it, the beginning of yet another journey. But compared to going back in time, this should be a breeze.
Flying outside, he landed by the large spaceship. 18 was leaning against it with an impatient look on her face. "About time." she muttered. "And you complain about me taking a long time to get ready."
Trunks just glared at her and turned to his mother. "I guess this is it." he said.
She nodded. "My little Trunks is going away again. I'm going to miss you."
18 snickered and Trunks blushed in embarrassment. "Mom, I'm not a little kid anymore!" he cried in outrage.
"I know." She gave him a thumbs up, smiling and winking at him. "You're a big strong saiyan warrior now, aren't you?"
"Mother, please."
She smiled at him again, but this time it was a sad smile. "I'm sorry. It's just so hard letting you go." Tears crept up in her eyes. "You're all I've got left. I'm really going to miss you."
With a sigh, Trunks stepped forward and embraced her. "Don't cry, Mom. It'll be all right. Soon we'll have everyone back. Dad, Gohan, Goku, Krillin, everyone. I won't let you down."
"Just be careful." She begged him. "If there's one thing I know from personal experience, it's that Dragon Ball hunting never goes as planned. There's always something that gets in the way."
Trunks just waved it off. "Don't worry about that. After all, I am the strongest person in the universe, and 18 is the second."
"That we know of." Bulma corrected him.
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "But I thought Frieza was the strongest being in the universe, and I beat him without any trouble."
"That was a long time ago, Trunks." She scolded him lightly. "You're not the only one who's gotten stronger over the years. There may very well be someone somewhere that has surpassed even you."
"I doubt it."
Bulma groaned. 'There's that typical saiyan arrogance. He's just like his father.' "Just promise me you'll be careful." She glanced at 18. "You too."
Trunks nodded. "I will."
18 smirked. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of him."
Trunks gave her a warning look. His mother may have missed the implications of her words, but he did not. And the look she gave him told him that she had intended for him to catch her true meaning.
"Ok," said Bulma, wiping her eyes, "if you're going to leave, do it before I change my mind."
Trunks snickered. "This was your idea."
"Just get on the ship." She muttered, giving him a light shove.
With one last goodbye, he and 18 boarded the ship. And all too soon, planet Earth was getting smaller and smaller behind them.
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"It should be ok to move around now." he said, engaging the artificial gravity.
18 nodded and unstrapped herself. "So, this is it. This is were we'll be living for the next three months."
"Guess so." Trunks replied.
There was suddenly an abnormally loud growl that echoed through the entire ship. 18 raised an eyebrow, looking at Trunks questioningly. He burned with embarrassment, placing his hand on his stomach.
"Hungry already?" she asked.
Trunks laughed nervously. "Well, we saiyans have a very high metabolism with the amount of energy we burn off. Lets see what's in the kitchen."
18 groaned. This was one part of Trunks' personality that she did not like. But Bulma had told her that it was expected if one lived with a saiyan.
The table was suddenly filled with enough food to feed at least 10 people. And Trunks was wolfing it down like a starved animal. In short, he had typical saiyan eating habits.
18's eyes twitched in irritation as she watched Trunks engorge himself. "Watching you eat is sickening. Are you sure you're not half human, half pig?"
Trunks turned to her, his cheeks bloated with amount of food in his mouth. "Whe ea aiya eh uh-ea, i's i ea eh-er a e-ore."
18 made a disgusted face. "Learn some manners!" She moved a lock of hair behind her ear. "I'm going to go see the training room your mother installed."
"I'll ah i ah oo ah i eh-eh ea-eh."
'Disgusting!'
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After he finished eating, he went to join her in the training room. He found her doing warm up exercises with weights attached to her wrists and ankles.
"Is the bottomless pit finally full?"
"For now." he said. "Mind if I join?"
"Wait, I'm training-"
Trunks stepped into the room and suddenly felt like he literally had the weight of the world on his shoulders.
"-at 500 times normal gravity..."
Trunks struggled to stay on his feet, barely catching his balance. "Thanks... for the... warning..."
He braced himself, giving his body a moment to get used to the gravity. Once he was regained his composure, it wasn't so bad.
"Ok, I think I got this." He glanced at 18 and noticed her watching him with a smug look on her face. "What?"
She tapped the weight on her wrist. "I'm over here with five tons per weight and you're struggling with just the gravity."
Trunks glared at her, then broke out into a grin. "Oh yeah." He transformed. He suddenly felt lighter than he did at normal gravity. "Yeah, that's much better."
18 crossed her arms, giving him a look of disapproval. "Cheater. I don't have a stronger form to changed into."
Trunks leisurely bounced on one leg then the other. "Care to spar? I promise to take it easy on you."
Now she grinned at him. "Fine with me." She took off her training weights, and they fell heavily to the floor. "Think you can beat me at 500 times normal gravity?"
Trunks shrugged. "It'd be no different than when we were training on Earth since we're both suffering the same handicap."
18 shook her finger. "Ah, ah, not true. You may be moving about easily now, but unlike me, your strength doesn't last forever. You'll tire out eventually."
"I'll beat you before then."
"We'll see."
She flew at him, her fist flying. Trunks held up his arms, blocking the blow. Then they were exchanging punches and kicks at speeds far too fast for the human eye to detect, not without the proper training.
"You should have your mother install one of these on Earth." 18 commented as she dodged a kick.
"She's been working on one." Trunks said, throwing a punch. "This one was already built; she just needed to repair it."
"She may need to make some more repairs by the time we're through."
Jumping back, she fired a blast of energy. Trunks knocked it aside, but it suddenly bounced off the wall, and kept on bouncing.
"Whoa, heads up!" Trunks cried as the energy blast shot passed him.
18 fired another energy blast, canceling out the first. "What's up with that?"
Trunks went to inspect the wall. "Looks like the wall is designed to reflect energy blasts. Hmm, I knew that Grandfather had designed robots to do that to help with my father's training, but I didn't know they were installed in the walls- oof!"
While he had been looking at the wall, 18 had taken advantage of his inability to sense her energy and had delivered a powerful kick. She followed up with a series of punches to his gut. Trunks grunted with each hit, unable to recover before the next blow fell.
Finally, he grabbed one fist, then the other, holding her back. "Cheater."
She just smirked at him. "It's your own fault for being distracted."
Her knee came up to slam into his groin, but Trunks blocked it with his own knee. "That's cold."
"You never showed me any mercy when we trained. Expect the same treatment."
She pulled back and spun around, doing a kick. Trunks ducked underneath it and fired a blast of energy. 18 went flying backwards, slamming into the wall. The moment she hit, Trunks was in front of her, his fist connecting with her stomach.
18 grunted and fell to the floor. Trunks pinned her down, a cocky grin on his face. "Sorry, but didn't you tell me to expect no mercy."
18 struggled. "Damn it, let me up!"
"No mercy." He repeated.
"Jerk."
He chuckled and got off her, powering down to normal. The instant he changed back, 18's fist connected with his jaw. Trunks went down, seeing stars, and 18's smirk.
"What was that?"
She shrugged. "No one ever said we were done sparing."
'In that case.'
He transformed again. And before 18 could react, he was behind her, holding her in a body bind.
"Hey!" she cried in surprise. Trunks tightened his grip, and she winced in pain. "Ok, ok. That's enough." With a grin, he released her. She rubbed her arm, giving him a dirty look. "I am a lady. You should be more considerate."
"Bad people aren't considerate." He told her. "Cell certainly didn't care that you were a girl. You have to always be ready."
18 stretched, trying to get the feeling back in her arms. "I guess, but I feel safe with you." Trunks winced at her words, a conflicted look on his face. 18 took note of this and broke out into a knowing grin. "But perhaps," she said in a seductive tone as she moved closer to him, "you don't feel safe around me."
'That's for sure.' He pulled away from her. "Come on, now's not the time for this."
"Aww." She whispered in his ear, blowing softly on it. "But we just started."
He shivered slightly. "We have things to do. Lets get settled in here. Then we can worry about," a sight blushed stained his cheeks, "other things."
18 looked disappointed, but then she smiled and shrugged. "I guess. After all, it's going to be just you and me for the next three months. We have plenty of time."
'And there in lies the problem.'
(A/N: In case you were wondering, what Trunks said when he had his mouth full was "When we saiyans get hungry, it's like we've never eaten before." and "I'll come and train too after I finish eating." Were any of you able to figure that out? I doubt it. By the way, this trip is going to be a very big turning point in their relationship. Seriously, boys, how long could you resist being locked up with a beautiful woman who keeps perusing? Trunks is going to be very stressed out by the time this trip is over.)
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