Hello!!!

Today it's only 1 picking.

* howl *

I make the best of it !!!



@ trunksxx28:

Yes today you were the first!

Well I think she should tell Trunks the truth!

I have no idea why I really want to let her tell the truth, but maybe she really wants to tell someone the truth. (Difficult to read, this sentence. -. - Did anyone understand that ?? * - *

I don't quite know what she's saying yet, but I already have a few ideas ...





So let's go ....



Najle dropped into a chair and briefly closed his eyes.

Trunks looked confused at Najle and went to her.

"Everything okay?" Trunks asked carefully.

"Yes / Yes." she said and looked briefly at Trunks and then averted her eyes.

“What about you?”

"to you!" said Najle calmly.

"Huh ???"

"You. Not 'what about them', but 'what about you'!"

"Ah." said Trunks in surprise.

"I don't like the crap with 'you' and 'you', I'm not that old either!" said Najle and laughed softly.

"You ... you don't look old either." said Trunks.

"Nice." she said and got up.

"What about you and my father?" asked Trunks.

Najle didn't turn to Trunks, and pressed her lips together in a thin line.

"What should have been with us?" asked Najle softly.

"You reacted so weird." said Trunks and carefully touched her waist.

Najle turned to Trunks and suddenly started crying.

Trunks started a little and then hugged her.

Carefully he stroked her head.

"Quiet. Everything okay." he whispered.

Suddenly Najle tore himself free and teleported out of the house.

Trunks frowned in confusion.



Vegeta shuffled down into the kitchen an hour later.

He looked around searching.

"Are you looking for Najle?" asked Trunks, who was sitting on a chair at the table and had read a book.

Vegeta glared at his son.

"How do you know Najle?" asked Vegeta.

"I found her in the kitchen and talked to her a little."

“And where is she?”

"I don't really know either ... We talked and then suddenly she started crying and then teleported away." said Trunks.

Vegeta shook his head and slumped into a chair.

"How do you know Najle?" Trunks asked inquiringly.

"About my time as a soldier with Freezer." said Vegeta. "We had a sales contract with Najle's father, and there she was, the sweet little princess."

"And next?"

"No further. The rest of your business is none of your business."

With these words he got up and left the kitchen.

In Trunks the desire to hear the story through to the end grew.



Trunks had gone to Son Goten to hold a 'council of war'.

"And who is this Najle?"

"A friend of my father's."

"How close do you think your father knows this woman?"

"Very close." said Trunks and screwed up his mouth. "She ran around with father's shirt."

"And what does she look like?" asked Son Goten with a grin.

"A dream of a woman." said Trunks and poked his friend in the side. "Why?"

"I just wanted to know."

"She looks pretty young, at least too young for my father."

"What do you estimate?"

"Maybe 19-22." said Trunks. "She is hard to appreciate."

"At least older than us." said Son Goten.

"Why I like older."

"Hello!" said Son Goten. "She's got something going with your father. What does she want with you then? Forget it!"

"I have to see her again." said trunks seriously.

"Forget it. If she can have someone like your father, then she definitely doesn't want you." said Son Goten.(If he's not even wrong. ~. ^)

"No, I want to talk to her." said Trunks.





Najle was in the shower when the doorbell rang.

She quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel, ran to the door and opened it.

Trunks stood in front of the door and smiled slightly at her.

"Trunks ??" she asked surprised, apparently unaware that she wasn't wearing anything other than a bath towel.

"Um ... Yeah, could I come in?"

"Yes. Come in." said Najle unsettled and let Trunks pass him.

"Aha." said Najle and apparently only just noticed that she only had a bath towel on. "Wait. Go into the living room. I'll be right there."

She ran into the bedroom and dropped the bath towel on the floor.

Unfortunately she had forgotten to close the door behind her and Trunks tried desperately to find the living room and looked into the bedroom with the naked Najle.

He let out air in surprise and Najle turned.

"Um ..." stuttered Trunks and stared at the scar that stretched on Najle's back, or better said from one shoulder blade to the other.

"Could you please be so kind and turn around?"

"Clear." said Trunks and turned around. "Sorry."

"Not bad. It's not the first time this has happened." said Najle and a smile crossed her face. "I never learn from it.

The naked Najle and the scar on her back appeared alternately in his mind.

"Does your father know you are here?" asked Najle and put on underwear.

"No. He thinks I'm with a friend."

"You shouldn't lie to your father." said Najle and pulled a strapless top over his head. "It's not good for you."

Trunks just nodded and wondered if the scar on her back was from his father.





-----Sequel follows-----