Reprogrammed

Seducing A Saiyan

Sometimes time went by fast. Sometimes it went by slowly. Trunks wished that this was one of the times that it had gone by fast. But it didn't. During these past three months, the days seemed to drag on and on. It wasn't due to boredom, or the near isolation he went through, it was a different reason entirely. Actually, it wasn't even a thing, but a person, the only other person around.

Since day one of their journey, 18 had increased her advances on him. Trunks would ignore her as best as he could, but she was not making it easy. And to make matters worse, he was stuck with her. The spaceship wasn't that big, and it wasn't like he could just run away like he could back on Earth. 18 knew this, and used it to her advantage.

Trunks hated this. The sexual tension between them was driving him crazy. He tried desperately to remember who she was and what she had done, but the more she attempted to seduce him, the less rational he was able to think.

Their training sessions were the hardest. During these times, the two of them were forced to engage in physical contact. He was also becoming distracted quite frequently when they spared, his eyes landing on certain aspects of her body rather than openings in her defense. 18 took notice of where his attention was occasionally drawn and would repeatedly use her body to either distract him in battle or to continue her seduction attempts. Trunks honestly didn't know how much longer he could last.

'She's just an android. She's killed millions of people. She tormented me on a daily basis. She murdered Gohan and the others.'

But this chant was having less and less affect. Sure 18's attitude was the same as it had been back in her destructive days, but she was not a killer anymore. Still, Trunks would not allow himself to give in to his desires.

'Just a few more days and we get to New Namek.'

Unfortunately, he wasn't the only that seemed to realize this. 18 could see that she was indeed getting through to the stubborn saiyan, but it was taking longer than she thought. She had managed to steal several kisses from him, let him catch glimpses of her when she was changing or finished showering, but he wouldn't do anything about it. She wondered why. It was more than apparent that Trunks was attracted to her, they were, or had been, boyfriend and girlfriend, she had made it perfectly clear that she didn't see her lack of memories as being taken advantage of, and, most importantly, she wanted him too. So why?

'Why do you have to be so noble?' she wondered irritably.

This trip had been the perfect opportunity. There was nowhere he could run, not many ways to distract himself aside from training, and, most of all, there was no one else around. But once they reached New Namek, they would be on a mission, and much of her hard work of working through his defenses would be lost.

'It's time to take things up a notch.' she decided with a smirk.

Getting changed, she headed down to the training room where she knew Trunks was. Her eyes lit up when she saw him doing his workout. He wore no shirt, allowing her to admire his muscular figure. His long lavender hair flew around his handsome face as he threw punches and kicks at imaginary targets.

'Soon, Trunks, you will be mine.' She silently vowed, staring at him hungrily. 'If I want something, I'm not going to stop until I get it.'

She stepped into the room, flinching momentarily from the increased gravity. She cleared her throat to make herself known, but Trunks didn't seem to hear her.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked. Trunks tripped over his own feet and fell flat on his face. 18 winced at his impact. "Sorry, you ok?"

Trunks struggled to lift himself up and glanced at her. "Yeah, just fine."