The Bond (Trunks x Reader)

Chapter 5

We left the chamber and were greeted by an eager Bulma. She had a ship crammed with supplies and the Z crew and was insisting we come with her.

"Where are we going?" I asked, confused.

"A picnic!" she declared. "All work and no play! Come, come. I have a change of clothes for the two of you in the ship!" Trunks and I followed behind the pushy woman, snickering as we spied a sullen Vegeta already in the ship. She tossed us each a cloth package and told us to change. I opened it to find a pair of jeans shorts and a tank top. I smiled and began pulling the torn t-shirt off until Trunks grabbed my hands.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Changing," I replied as if it were obvious.

"In front of everyone?" he asked, nodding to the group of people staring at me wide-eyed.

"I change in front of you and Mom all the time," I argued.

"We're different!" he snapped.

"I changed in front of Gohan," I pointed out.

"When you were eleven!" he cried.

"So what's different now?" I questioned. Trunks rolled his eyes and pointed to my chest.

"Uhm, dear, it's not really proper to change in front of grown men," Bulma said.

"I don't mind!" Roshi exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Bulma snapped, smacking the old man upside the head.

"Then, where do I change?" I asked. Mrs. Briefs stood with a smile and retrieved a blanket from what I guessed was the picnic basket.

"I'll just hold this up in front of you," she said cheerfully. I shrugged and moved to a secluded corner of the ship, letting Mrs. Briefs hold the blanket in front of me while I changed. When I was done, she dropped the blanket and I spied Trunks changing as well.

"No fair!" I cried. "How come you can change wherever you want, but I have to go hide?"

"I'm a man," Trunks said with a roll of his eyes.

"That is so sexist!" I huffed. "And I suppose if we go for a swim I have to keep my clothes on then too!"

"Yes!" Trunks exclaimed.

"I think she must be related to Goku," Oolang said. "They both don't seem to know what modesty is."

"But swimming in clothes is uncomfortable!" I whined.

"I don't care!" Trunks snapped. "No one is seeing you naked!"

"But you, right?" I pouted.

"Yes!" he said.

"Oh, leave the woman alone," Vegeta grumbled, no doubt tired of our bitching. "If she wants all of creation to see her in the buff then so be it."

"Thank you, Vegeta," I said.

"Father..." Trunks growled.

~*~

I laughed at Trunks shocked expression as Krillian sang loudly.

"Can anyone possibly think this is good?" he asked.

"I think it's just funny that it's so awful," I said with a giggle.

"You go next," Trunks said. "My ears need some relief."

"Oh no," I told him. "Just because you like the sound of my voice, doesn't mean anyone else will. Plus, I don't sing in front of a crowd. At least not sober."