Kon'nichi wa, all! Hi, this is o.O? here! Well, Neko-chan has let me do it!! She has given me permission to write a lemon for one of her ficcies! So.....this is my VERY FIRST non-yaoi ficcie! Aren't ya guys proud of me? *sticks out chest, all proud-like* Anyways, this is a lemon for The Future Warriors Meet the Warrior of the Past. Or something like that.....*blinks stupidly* Oh, well. *kawaii grin* Anyways, this is rated NC-17.......so.....ya know the drill!! *glares at everyone who ignores her* Well......ja, and I hope ya enjoy this tart ficcie! (Tart....lemon.....Get it??? Okie....okie........no more grape soda for o.O?-chan......*grins insanely*

This Moment, Forever

BY: o.O?

Arashi stood at the edge of the balcony that was attached to her room. When Bulma-san had first given her the room, Arashi had been startled by the rich plushness. In fact, it was very similar to the room that Bulma and Vegeta had given to her in the timeline alternate to this one. Arashi had been further surprised when Bulma-san had told her that it had been her room when she had been Arashi's age.

Arashi blushed, remembering Bulma-san's exact words: "In fact, this is the room where Vegeta and I first made love." Arashi had been horrified when Bulma-san had said this; but Bulma-san just laughed at her expression, not at all embarrassed. And then she had said: "This room holds special meaning for me, and I want you to have it. I believe that if you'll ever make love to a Saiya-jin in this room, he'll love you and stay with you always." And then Bulma-san had given Arashi a knowing look and then left the room.

Arashi looked up at the full moon, still puzzled by Bulma-san's words. What was she talking about?, Arashi thought. I mean, the only Saiya-jin left in this timeline is..... Finally figuring out what Bulma-san meant, Arashi's jaw dropped in horror. Trunks!!

As if conjured by her thoughts, Arashi's next breath was filled with pine and spice. The two scents that she had always associated with Trunks.

"Couldn't sleep, either?" Trunks asked as he leaned against the balcony rail next to her.

Arashi slowly edged away from him, then shrugged. "I've been having nightmares," she answered truthfully. "I've been waking up in a cold sweat, just barely sensing something evil and powerful, heading towards earth."

Trunks looked at her thoughtfully, and cupped his chin in his strong, elegant hands. "How does the dream end?" he asked her.

Arashi looked into his probing eyes and saw something she wasn't ready to accept, at least not yet. She jerked her eyes away from his, and looked quickly up at the full Harvest moon. In answer to his question, she replied, "I don't know. I always wake up before the dream completely ends." What she didn't tell him was that the evil thing always killed him before she could stop it; that was why she always woke up in a cold sweat.

She continued to stare out at the landscape in front of her, avoiding Trunks's searching eyes. "There's something you aren't telling me," he stated matter-of-factly as he stepped closer to her.

Arashi sensed this, and continued to edge away from him. "No, there's not. I haven't skipped anything,"she said, lying through her teeth. "I always wake up before the dream ends."

Trunks came closer to her, and oh so slowly, wrapped his arms around her. "You can tell me anything, Arashi-chan,"he whispered softly into her ear. "I will always be with you, always." Then he leaned forward and rained soft kisses on her neck, slowly making his way up to her jaw.

Arashi turned around in his arms, facing him. Avoiding his eyes by looking at his chest, she whispered softly, "I know that, Trunks. But.....things happen. Things that you can't control or change. So, just forget about it, okay?"

Trunks looked at her thoughtfully for a minute. Then, a new understanding dawned in his soft blue eyes. Reaching out, he gently tilted her head back, making her look him in the eyes. "I die in your dream, don't I?"he asked, his eyes never breaking contact with her own gray ones.

Arashi's eyes drifted to the side, so that she was looking over his shoulder. "I don't know what you mean, Trunks,"she replied, still avoiding his searching eyes.

Trunks glared darkly and moved his hands so that he cupped her face between them. "I want the truth, Arashi. As your master and sensei, I demand it. Now."

Arashi sighed and jerked away from him. Edging farther away, she stared out into the distance, at the buildings that the people of Earth had worked so hard to rebuild. "Yes," she whispered. "You die in my dream. I watch it, everything, knowing that I can do nothing. I'm frozen in my dream.......in mind, body........and heart. Time seems to slow down as I watch your death, and I feel your pain. It becomes one with me. But.........I can never do anything about it. And that is when I wake up.........when I realize the full extent of my helplessness."

She felt Trunks sigh, and the warmth of his body as he stood behind her. Wrapping his arms around her once more, he leaned closer to her. "No one is going to kill me, Arashi. I will never leave you, this I swear to you," he whispered.

Arashi turned around in his arms, facing him. Looking into his dark blue eyes, she again saw that strange emotion. She could have sworn that it was love.............but, no. That could not be. As she continued to stare into his eyes, not speaking a word, his eyes seemed to darken; his expression became almost predatory.

Arashi's breath caught in her throat. Despite her inexperience with men, she recognized that look. It was the same look that Trunks gave Pan, Goten gave Bra, Uub gave Marron, Vegeta gave Bluma, Gohan gave Videl, and Goku give Chi-Chi.

It was lust. Desire. Passion.

A growl seemed to start deep in his chest as he looked down at her. Then, without warning, he took her mouth, claiming it as his. Arashi gave a startled gasp, and that allowed Trunks entrance into her mouth. Plundering it, exploring it's dark corners, claiming her as his own. He broke away; and despite her strong will, Arashi gave a groan in protest.

But that soon turned to a moan of hunger as Trunks oh-so-slowly trailed his tongue along her jaw, then dipped lower, kissing the column of her pale throat. He kissed the hollow of her throat, then nipped gently.

"By Kami.........I want you Arashi........I want to be over you, around you, in you........" he growled hoarsely. Arashi's only response was a whimper of pleasure as he moved his lips further down, kissing the tops of her breasts. Gently, he eased open her bathrobe, until she stood naked before him. He looked at her and his eyes darkened even further, until they became black in his hunger.

Giving a growl of satisfaction, he traveled lower, until his mouth claimed a pale pink nipple. He took it in his mouth, suckling gently. Arashi gasped at the unexpected pleasure, her hands cupping his head softly.

Once finished, he moved on to the other nipple, lavishing it with his attention. Arashi groaned, and her groan was soon followed by one from Trunks. Arashi eased his head up, looking him in the eyes. Giving him a sultry smile, she eased him out of his black tank top and white practice pants. To her surprise (and enjoyment), she learned that Saiya-jins didn't wear underwear.

And so she began her attentions to him. She kissed him deeply, as he had done to her. Nibbling his lower lip, she moved on. Arashi trailed kisses all along his jaw, until she reached his ear, where she nipped him gently. Trunks edged closer to her, and she could feel his hard arousal. Arashi's mouth lingered at his throat, but then she moved on to his chest. She gently licked a light brown nipple, then blew on it, making it tighten in response. She smiled smugly as her hands wandered lower........and lower.......and lower, until she held the breadth of him in her hand.

"Trunks......I want you.....I need you," she said softly as she trailed pale white fingers up and down, further arousing him.

With one last, lingering kiss, Trunks picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. Looking deep into her eyes, he parted her pale thighs. Kissing her again, he moved into her, his tongue mimicking his love making rhythm. At first, his thrusts were slow, languid. But, soon they came faster, until Arashi cried out. With one last thrust, he erupted inside her. Trunks collapsed on top of her, exhausted. Arashi slowly rubbed his back, sated. Rolling off of her, he held her in his arms as they both slowly fell asleep.

Several Hours Later..........

Arashi yawned, tired. She arched into the hand that Trunks slowly dragged across her belly. He looked up, and the look in his eyes was tender.

"You're so beautiful........." he whispered. "I love you so much."

Arashi blinked at these unexpected words, then smiled softly. Before she kissed him senseless, she said, "Good, because I love you too."