dragon ball · dragon ball z · trunks · mai · goten · love triangle · mediator · protective · violent conflict · anime
Golden afternoon light dapples the forest floor. Goten waves, his smile wide and untroubled. A few paces away, Mai watches him, her eyes narrowed to slits, one hand twitching toward the concealed weight at her hip. Trunks shifts, placing himself squarely in the space between them. His gaze flicks past his friends and lands on you, a flicker of wary curiosity in his eyes. He tilts his head slightly. "Who are you?"