two of them. Trunks looked gratefully after his best friend. He winked mischievously (stupid word, right? I couldn't think of anything better.) And ran away.


It got dark quickly. It had been decided to spend the night in the ruins of the palace and then fly home.


Trunks and Kyoko were still sitting a little apart from the others, but in a fit of insight, Kyoko had let go of Trunks and turned bright red. Now Kyoko stared into the moon while Trunks desperately struggled for words to express what he was feeling. Finally he turned to the girl next to him. For a long time he couldn't take his eyes off her profile, which was highlighted by the moonlight.

"Kyoko ..." he began slowly.


She turned to him. "Yes?" She asked, smiling gently.


"I don't know how to say it ..." said Trunks and felt his face blush. Suddenly he was very grateful for the darkness.


Kyoko held his hand over his mouth. Before Trunks could protest, his lips were on hers. It felt so delicate and so soft that Trunks forgot everything else around them. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the long, deep kiss. When her lips parted from his again, he opened his eyes. He looked directly into Kyoko's face. Without thinking he pulled her close again and pressed another kiss on the mouth. Eventually they broke up.


"What did you want to tell me, Trunks?", Kyoko asked with a laugh.


Trunks just smiled at her in love. "A kiss is worth a thousand words ..."


"Then we talked quite a bit," said Kyoko and started to giggle.Trunks laughed too. He put his arm around the girl next to him. When she leaned her head on his shoulder, he sighed with satisfaction. Together they watched the moon, which rose higher and higher, and waited for the next challenge. But Trunks knew how much strength love could give, how it kept you upright and so he fearlessly looked forward to the future, whatever it might bring ...




Done! I've written fanfictions for several other anime, but none was as long as this one. Maybe it's because you have such an enormous amount of freedom with the whole story (imagine if I were to write a FF about Vision of Escaflowne, I would have to take into account endless twists and turns).


Aaaaaaalso * is proud * I'm done and now I expect * pleadingly * very, very many comments, whether criticism or praise. The main thing was that the effort was worth it * sadly, look at your finger that are all red from writing so much * and someone reads the stuff too.

And before you breathe a sigh of relief because you've finally gotten rid of me, one more thing: Thanks for reading! Now you can look away.