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Fanfic: Trunks03 - in meinen Träumen
Chapter: Trunks03 - in my dreams
*** Hello again! Well, the end is maybe a bit short, but considering that I had to write the last part in about 20 minutes, I think it's nice. Well, read for yourself ... * p.o.x. ***
Trunks (part 3)
It was pitch black in the cellar. Trunks could just make out that there were pipes running down the ceiling that shimmered metallic. He felt the wall for a light switch, but found none. He walked slowly on and was swallowed up in the dark.
Suddenly he collided with something hard. He felt something big and angular.
'The fuse box,' Trunks thought, and opened the flap of the box. He groped for the power supply lever.
'There it is,' he thought and pushed the lever down. The next moment he was thrown away by a violent surge of electricity.
A giggle could be heard. Trunks jumped up and tried to make out something - in vain.
"Where are you?", he shouted.
His words echoed on the walls.
"Down here," it echoed.
Trunks knelt carefully and searched the floor. There was a flight of stairs directly in front of him.
'I was really crazy about that,' he thought to himself and slowly took one step in front of the others. At the bottom he stopped. He clearly felt that someone was standing in front of him.
"Who's there?" He whispered and screwed up his eyes, hoping to see something then.
"It's me," replied a soft voice, quietly, "Where are you?"
Trunks reached out and touched the girl's arm. Her skin was very warm and soft.
She winced briefly.
"I didn't know you were that close," she whispered.
Then she reached out and touched Trunks' chest. He got goosebumps. He wanted more of those touches, much more. He moved closer to her and carefully put his arms around her waist.She did the same. Trunks thought of something.
"I don't even know your name," he breathed in her ear.
"Angie," she said softly.
"Your name is almost as beautiful as you are."
"You can't see me at all"
"That doesn't matter. I know exactly what you look like.", Trunks whispered "I see you every night - in my dreams."
Angie put her hands on his neck and pulled him close. Their lips touched gently. Trunks thought he would die if they ever stopped.
Angie felt the same way. Since he had saved her from the seller, she knew that she only wanted him and no one else.
"Never let go of me again!", She whispered and hugged Trunks tightly with her delicate arms.
God knows he wasn't about to let go of this girl again. He needed her so much he knew that now.
Very slowly she pulled away from him, so that her forehead touched his.
"Angie?" Said Trunks in a hushed voice.
"Yes?" She replied.
"I love you!"
Trunks was shocked at the fact that these words were taken for granted. Angie also seemed a little surprised, but she hugged him again and then said barely audibly:
"I love you too."
Trunks (part 3)
It was pitch black in the cellar. Trunks could just make out that there were pipes running down the ceiling that shimmered metallic. He felt the wall for a light switch, but found none. He walked slowly on and was swallowed up in the dark.
Suddenly he collided with something hard. He felt something big and angular.
'The fuse box,' Trunks thought, and opened the flap of the box. He groped for the power supply lever.
'There it is,' he thought and pushed the lever down. The next moment he was thrown away by a violent surge of electricity.
A giggle could be heard. Trunks jumped up and tried to make out something - in vain.
"Where are you?", he shouted.
His words echoed on the walls.
"Down here," it echoed.
Trunks knelt carefully and searched the floor. There was a flight of stairs directly in front of him.
'I was really crazy about that,' he thought to himself and slowly took one step in front of the others. At the bottom he stopped. He clearly felt that someone was standing in front of him.
"Who's there?" He whispered and screwed up his eyes, hoping to see something then.
"It's me," replied a soft voice, quietly, "Where are you?"
Trunks reached out and touched the girl's arm. Her skin was very warm and soft.
She winced briefly.
"I didn't know you were that close," she whispered.
Then she reached out and touched Trunks' chest. He got goosebumps. He wanted more of those touches, much more. He moved closer to her and carefully put his arms around her waist.She did the same. Trunks thought of something.
"I don't even know your name," he breathed in her ear.
"Angie," she said softly.
"Your name is almost as beautiful as you are."
"You can't see me at all"
"That doesn't matter. I know exactly what you look like.", Trunks whispered "I see you every night - in my dreams."
Angie put her hands on his neck and pulled him close. Their lips touched gently. Trunks thought he would die if they ever stopped.
Angie felt the same way. Since he had saved her from the seller, she knew that she only wanted him and no one else.
"Never let go of me again!", She whispered and hugged Trunks tightly with her delicate arms.
God knows he wasn't about to let go of this girl again. He needed her so much he knew that now.
Very slowly she pulled away from him, so that her forehead touched his.
"Angie?" Said Trunks in a hushed voice.
"Yes?" She replied.
"I love you!"
Trunks was shocked at the fact that these words were taken for granted. Angie also seemed a little surprised, but she hugged him again and then said barely audibly:
"I love you too."