" Destiny's Road "

Written By: Isabel

Disclaimer: I don't own the guys.

Rating: NC17 Violence, Language, LEMON

Arcatica was destroyed by King Vegeta. Years later the planet sends its finest warrior to destroy King Vegeta, but the warrior falls in love with one of the enemies.

 

This gets very graphic
Severe lemon, you have been warned!
Sorry about the end
Isabel

CHAPTER 7: ARIANNA AND TRUNKS MAKE LOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME

The sun had risen hours before, she had actually slept in, which in
itself was something amazing. She was just getting out of the shower, when
she heard the knock on the door. Must be Trunks, she thought, looking at the
clock sitting next to the answering machine. She walked through the living
room and went over to the door. Making sure the towel was wrapped securely
around her, she opened the door, "You're early Trunks," She said as the door
swung open.
Only, it wasn't Trunks standing there in the doorway. "Pinath!" Her eyes
opened wide in astonishment.
Pinath's dark eyes roamed over Arianna, the skimpy towel that covered her
naked body, the water still glistening on her skin. His mouth suddenly went
dry, how long had he dreamed of seeing his intended this way? His head
snapped up to look her directly in the eyes. "Trunks who?" He asked, his
eyes narrowing.
"A friend," She lied. Pinath cannot find out about Trunks, or the fact
that he is King Vegeta's grandson. Pinath would kill him for sure, or at
least try. She thought to herself. "I?m expecting him in a few minutes,
Pinath. Would you mind coming back later?" Like, maybe never?
"You would answer the door for a 'friend' dressed like that?" Pinath
asked, his eyes narrowing even more into a glare. "Remember, Arianna, you
are mine. Have always been mine, always will be!"
She sighed in exasperation. "I am not yours until the day we are
married. You remember that!" She glared back at him. "Now, he will be here
any minute now, will you please leave?"
Pinath glared at her, "No," he said firmly, trying to walk into the
apartment.
"I have not invited you in Pinath, and you know the rules!" Arianna
yelled at him. "You can not enter my living quarters until we are married,
unless I invite you in. I did not invite you in, so there fore, leave, would
you?" She shouted at the top of her lungs. Why on Arcatica do I have to
marry this Neandercat? She asked silently, looking up imploringly towards
the sky.
"I will leave, now, of my own accord, not because you tell me too."
Pinath said, turning around to leave. "Remember though, I will be back!"
Arianna rolled her eyes and thanked somebody up above. She slammed the
door shut behind him and hurried to get dressed. Trunks really would be here
any second now.
He had left the night before, before leaving, asking her if she wanted to
go out. They both had the next day off and they could go do something,
anything that she wanted to do. She had agreed, so he said he?d be there
around ten in the morning, the next day.
She had never expected Pinath to show up at her door. Did this mean that
the whole Flotilla had arrived then, she wondered, slipping a sleeveless tank
top over her head. She slid into a short pale blue mini-skirt and smoothed
the creamy-white tank top down over the skirt. She looked at her reflection
in the mirror and smiled. After putting on her make-up she would be ready.
Surely the Flotilla can't be hear yet, can it? She silently asked
herself. Oh, Great Arcaticain Cat, I surely hope not. I haven?t finished
here yet. I'm not done yet! Her mind cried. I need more time to figure
things out. I just need more time!
There was a knock on the door again, Arianna glanced at the mirror one
last time, pleased with her appearance, she walked over to get the door,
praying it was Trunks this time. The door opened and there he stood. A
bunch of flowers in one hand, and a small jewelry box in the other. He
smiled at her and gently leaned towards her and planted a soft kiss on her
cheek. He pulled away and Arianna raised a hand to where his lips had been
just mere seconds before.
"Hi," he said, smiling.
"Yeah," she said, still staring at him. "Hi, to you too." Her hand fell
to her side, her mind swam in unknown emotions. Unfamiliar feelings coursing
through her body and soul. What is it you do to me? She silently thought at
him.
He was saying something, she brought her attention back to him"-the park
if you don't mind?" He had just finished saying. "Unless there was someplace
you'd rather go?"
"Huh-what?" She said, still not knowing where her voice and thoughts
were at.
"I thought you might like to go to Fun World, then over to the park." He
repeated, looking at her curiously.
"Wha- um, yeah," she said, still slightly dazed. "That sounds like fun."
"Are you alright?" He asked, watching her closely.
Her mind finally snapped out of it and she turned her green-blue gaze to
him. "Yeah, sorry, um I just never-" she paused, shook her head and smiled
up at him. "I'm ready if you are!" She said, grabbing his hand. "Your car
or mine?"
He looked at her curiously, "I thought you didn't have a car."
Her smiled widened. "I believe you?re right, so I guess that means it's
your car!" She said, dragging him out the door. He closed it behind them
and double checked to make certain it was locked.
"Come on," she said, pulling on his hand.
He smiled down at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

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Trunks shut the car door and looked over at Arianna, she was staring out
the window, watching as cars drove past. She acted like she'd really never
seen cars before. He smiled and shook his head.
She turned to look at him, a smile playing across her face. "What?" He
asked cautiously.
"Wanna let me drive?" She asked.
"Definitely not!" He said, looking at her increduously. "You don't even
know how to drive."
"Teach me." She said, her lips forming into a pout.
"Not today, love." He said, smiling at her. He started the ingnition,
and off they went.

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Arianna opened every compartment inside of the car, going through every
thing. "Who's this?" She asked, holding up a picture of a woman with blue
hair.
"That's my mother." He answered, smiling at her, "The one you had the
pleasure to talk with on the phone."
She made a face and continued rifling through things. She picked up a
picture of Trunks' mother and a dark haired man. King Vegeta!! blasted
through her mind. Both of her hands went up to her head, pressing against
her temples, dropping the picture. Trunks looked over at her. "Are you ok?"
He asked, concern laced through his voice.
She shook her head and moaned softly. "It'll pass in a moment," she
whispered. Kill him, echoed through her mind, a thousand minds yelling to be
heard. Kill him, slaughter them as they slaughtered us! Arianna shook her
head, her body shaking. "No, no, no," she moaned softly. Yes, they shouted
back, Kill him now, before it?s to late. Do it now! Kill the bastard, make
them scream in pain. Rip their insides out, and feed it to them! "No,"
Arianna moaned softly.
Trunks pulled the car off to the side of the road, "Are you sure you're
ok?" He asked.
She looked over at him, the tears just barely contained. She reached
over to him and drew his head down to her's. He looked straight into her
eyes as she brought her lips up to his. Her eyes closed as her lips pressed
gently against his. He closed his eyes, his tongue slowly tracing the
outline of her lips. She opened up and he gently ran his tongue across her
teeth. She playfully nipped at his tongue.
He laughed softly in his throat and deepened the kiss. Her tongue darted
out to meet his and they dueled an unknown yet familiar dance. She sighed
deep within her throat.
Her hands roamed up into his hair, pulling his lips more forcefully down
on hers. She slid her hands through his silky hair, reveling in the way it
slid through her fingers. A soft moan escaped from low in her throat,
sounding almost like a soft purr, but it went un-noticed by Trunks. She
tugged gently on his lower lip, biting gently. Her hands roamed down over
his shoulders, exploring the tightness of his corded muscles.
Trunks wrapped his arms around her tiny waste, pulling her across the
seat, up against him. His lips left her mouth and traveled down her jaw line
down to her elegantly arched neck. He blazed a trail of kisses over her
neck, from below her ear down to the small hallow between her collar bones.
Arianna gasped slightly as one of his hands traveled up from her waist to
grasp gently at a well rounded breast.
Arianna pushed him away gently, her eyes were dark blue, as blue as the
night sky, no trance of green. Her breath was coming in short gasps as she
looked into his passion hued blue eyes. "Trunks," she said in between gasps,
"we're in a car, on the side of the road in broad daylight!"
He smiled, afraid she was going to say that they couldn't. He pulled
her back into his arms, "Your place or mine?" He whispered softly into her
ear. He reached a hand up, about to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear,
when her hand suddenly grasped his and brought it to her mouth and kissed his
fingers.
"I thought we had plans?" She said, trying to get some composure back.
He smiled devilishly. "What plans?" He asked.
She swatted him playfully, "Trunks!"
"Alright," he smiled, admitting defeat this time. "How about we forget
about the park and Fun World and go back to your place?" He asked one more
time.
She looked over at him, her eyes slowly returning to their normal colors.
She shook her head and smiled smuggly. "We have plans, and we are going to
stick to them!"
Trunks turned the car back onto the road, and Arianna picked up the
photos, taking car not to look at the picture of Vegeta. She did look at a
different one though. It was of a young girl with Bulma's blue hair and her
eyes. Arianna held the picture up and looked at Trunks, "Is this your
sister?" She asked.
Trunks looked over at the picture and nodded. "The one that?s in the
hospital?" Arianna asked, not knowing whether or not this was a sensitive
subject.
"My only sister." Was all Trunks said. Arianna looked at his knuckles
where he had hold of the steering wheel at, they were turning white. She
laid a hand on his arm, looking at him worriedly.
"What happened?" She asked.
Trunks shook his head, not looking over at her. "It's a long story I
really don't want to discuss right now. Least wise, not when I'm driving."
Arianna nodded her head ever so slightly. She respected his privacy and
silence. She'd heard all the rumors, but really didn't know what had
happened. It all came down to the same thing, Bra had been attacked by a
large cat, and everyone was blaming her Raging Feral form for the girl's
attack. Arianna knew she didn't do it, so something else had attacked the
girl and she was getting the blame for it. But who or what had it been. It
had to of been something big to have done the amount of damage she had heard
about. An Earth cat could have done it, but one of Earth's cats would've
also killed her and eaten her. She was left alive, not dead. It just made
no sense to Arianna.
Arianna glanced over at Trunks again. He was quiet now, so much
different then just a few minutes ago. Apparently lost in thought, Arianna
presumed. She turned to look out the window, lost in her own thoughts.
Trunks turned to look at her, gazing at her dark brown hair with just a
hint of red showing through. She was beautiful, and she would be his one
day, he knew that. He could feel it deep down in his bones, deep in his very
soul. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "We'll be there soon," he
said.
She turned to look at him and gave him a half smile. "Are you alright?"
It was her turn to ask.
He gave her a wan smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just-" He paused looking
at her, her strange eyes, her feline feature He shook his head, No, he
thought, snap out of it. How many women have the grace and agility of a cat?
he asked himself. How many have eyes like a cat, if not in color, but in
shape? And her ears? The slight points, a mutation of some sort in human
genetics.
What about the fact you've never seen her around until a few weeks ago?
A little voice nagged at the back of his mind.
She moved from someplace else. Many people have been moving into the
city proper, His heart answered. There's nothing evil about her!
We'll see, the little voice answered, echoing around in Trunks? head.
Arianna placed her hand atop his, trying to silently comfort him. "Do
you want to talk about it?" She asked.
He shook his head, "No, not yet-" he looked over into the depths of her
emerald-azure eyes, and sighed. "We went to see her this morning, she?s
still unconscious and the doctor?s aren't sure if she'll wake up. The
doctors aren't to sure about anything at all," he said, his voice low.
Arianna squeezed his hand. "She'll be alright, I'm sure of it. She's a
brave young woman."
Trunks looked at her puzzled, "You've never met her before."
Arianna smiled, "Actually, I met her once, when I was out for a walk.
She was with two other girls. One was a blond and the other was dark
haired," she said looking puzzled at Trunks.
He actually smiled, "They were her friends, Pan and Marron. They're both
terribly worried about her." Trunks said, than added softly, almost as if to
himself, "We all are."
"I'm sure she will be fine, you just wait and see!" She said, kissing
him on the cheek. "If you don't feel like going out today, that's ok, we
can go back to my place and I can make you a nice home cooked meal," she
offered.
He looked over at her, actually considering the offer. "You wouldn't
mind, would you?" He asked.
"Not at all," she said, smiling.

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Arianna unlocked the door to her apartment and Trunks pushed it open, and
motioned for her to enter. She brushed up against him as she entered her
apartment. He raised an eyebrow, and grabbed hold of her by the waist. She
spun around, out of his grasp, giggling. He smiled, shut the door behind him
and followed her inside.
"Are you going to stay the night?" Arianna asked, walking up to him and
putting her hands up against his chest, gently massaging the sinewy muscles.
He looked down at her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. "Do
you want me too?"
"Yes," she said softly, lifting her mouth up to his, kissing him softly.
Trunks pulled her tighter against him, pulling her up against his length.
His mouth sought hers, claiming it and her, branding her as his. She
moaned into his mouth, his tongue entered into her mouth and sought out her
tongue. "Trunks," she sighed, clinging to him, pressing her body against his.
"Yes," he said, nuzzling her neck, gently nipping at the exposed skin.
She shivered delightedly, her nails digging into his back, caressing his
muscles. She threw her head back, arching her neck, exposing it to his sweet
onslaught. "Oh, Trunks," She moaned, as he worked his way down her throat
and onto her breasts. He grabbed hold of the bottom of her shirt and lifted
it up over her head, breaking contact with her skin for just a moment. He
tossed the discarded garment on the floor next to their feet.
He gazed at her bare flesh, deeply tanned and golden. Her nipples stood
out on her breasts, like they were begging for his touch. He bent his head,
taking one than the other into his mouth, sucking deeply on the hard nub.
She gasped in pleasure, pushing her body against his. He sighed, pulling
her closer to his body, feeling her heat branding him. She ran a hand up his
back, scratching the skin on her way up.
"Arianna?" Trunks questioned, bringing his mouth back to hers. "Are you
sure?"
Good question, popped into her head. Arcaticain's mate for life,
remember that Arianna! Her conscious echoed in the back of her mind. Mate
with him and you?ll be his forever, till death do you part. You won't ever
be able to mate with anyone else, you'll always belong to Trunks. Arianna
gazed up into his eyes, "Yes," she said, "I?m sure." She pulled his mouth
down to hers and kissed him, forcing his mouth open. "I want you Trunks,
like I've never wanted anything before!"
That was all the urging he needed. He picked her up, carrying her into
the bedroom. Arianna wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in
his neck. She kissed his neck, nipping softly at his warm skin.
Trunks hissed, drawing his breath in sharply. He dropped Arianna down on
the soft, cushy bed and jumped on next to her. She rolled over onto her
side, watching him. He laid down next to her, smiling as he pulled her into
his embrace. "I don't think so," She said, pushing him away.
"What!?" He asked, looking up at her.
She pushed him flat on the bed and scrambled up on top of him, straddling
him. "It's my turn to torture you," she said, kissing him gently on the
mouth.
He smiled up at her as she began trailing kisses down his neck, nipping
his skin the whole time. She swirled her tongue around in the little dent at
the base of his neck, then traveled on down toward his chest. She pulled his
shirt up out of his pants and pulled it up over his head and threw it down
beside the bed. She looked up at him, smiling briefly as she returned to her
sweet torture.
Trunks groaned, feeling himself grow hard, barely able to contain
himself. Then she reached for the button of his jeans. Trunks froze. She
fiddled with the button for a few seconds, then undid his pants, pulling them
down and throwing them down with the shirt.
"Now that's unfair!" Trunks complained.
She looked up at him, "What?" She asked.
"You still have your pants on!"
Arianna smiled at him, stood up on the bed and took her mini-skirt off.
Then, smiling evilly, she also took her panties and bra off. Trunks gulped,
his throat suddenly gone dry. "And for your info, I didn't have pants on!"
She laid back down next to him, swirling her fingers around on his naked
stomach, "And you still have your boxers on." She said smiling, her hand
going to the waist of his boxers.
"Oh, just wait a second!" Trunks groaned, trying to grab for her hands,
only to have her swat them away.
"My turn, remember?" She asked, grabbing hold of the waste line of his
boxers and yanking them down. Her eyes suddenly went wide, "Oh my gosh-" she
breathed, staring at him in surprise.
Trunks took her moment of surprise and pinned her to the bed, "Playtime's
over with," He said, kissing her.
Arianna kissed him back, her tongue searching for his. His hand traveled
down her stomach, down to her thighs and up to her womanhood, caressing her.
Arianna shivered, being assaulted by unfamiliar sensations. Trunks raised up
above her, ducking his head to kiss her, and Arianna felt that part of him
pressing intimately against her and she knew a moment of fear.
Trunks felt her body tighten, with his strong arms braced on either side
of her neck, he kissed her face softly saying, "It'll only hurt for a second,
I promise."
Arianna looked up at him and thrust her hips upward, taking him fully
into her depths. Trunks gasped as he felt her envelope his swollen manhood.
He felt the barrier of her maidenhood, heard her soft outcry and brought his
lips down on hers, kissing the tears away.
He moved slowly, allowing her to adjust to his size, the unfamiliarity.
She thrust her hips up to meet his, taking him wholly into her, he groaned
into her shoulder. He quickened the pace, he could feel the brink coming
near, and slowed down to stave the end. Arianna wrapped her arms around his
neck, drawing him nearer. He plunged into her and back out, each thrust
bring him closer to climax. She wrapped her legs around his waste, trying to
get more of him. Trunks could feel the end getting nearer, and as he
climaxed, he felt Arianna climax also.
Arianna's body tightened, ripples of pleasure coursing through her body.
She cried out his name, and then said so quietly, he almost didn't hear it,
"Trunks, I love you."

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