Winter break
Summary: AU, Goten and Trunks go on a snowboard trip to France. Yaoi. Rated for later chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or its characters.
I live in Poland, so I'll write this fic the way I used to go abroad skiing (I know how to ski, but have no idea how to snowboard – but Goten and Trunks just don't fit skis!) as a teenager.
Trunks is 18 and Goten is 17 (same year, couple of months of difference). They are their senior year in high school. Marron is 17 and Bra is 16. There will be some OC characters; I need them to make a 'fake crowd'. ;)
This is an AU fanfiction, there are no saiyans, or other aliens. They are all humans :)
Chapter 1
"Goten! Hurry up!" lavender haired boy yelled, while running to the classroom. They were almost late for their first period. If it wasn't for their teacher, Mr. Piccolo, who was rather a pain in the ass, they wouldn't hurry so much.
"I'm right behind you!" Goten yelled back, while balancing his backpack and piece of toast he still had to finish.
They both ran through the corridor, almost knocking down some poor student that happened to be on their way. Both boys made it for the doors just in time. Classroom was full, but teacher wasn't there yet. Breathing heavily, they walked leisurely to their seats at the last row. Some of the girls looked curiously at the lavender haired youth – he was school's number one cake. Girls just swooned when he passed them, which he knew, of course, and often took advantage of. He was school's playboy. He could have any girl he wanted, but he never tried for anything more than one night stands.
"Oh God, I thought we're not gonna make it." Goten complained.
"Yeah, me too." Lavender haired boy sighed and placed his backpack on the unoccupied chair next to his. He looked at his friend. "Jesus, Goten, can you just swallow already?"
Goten just grinned with mouth full of toast, but swallowed quickly when he saw the annoyed look on his friend's face. "Seriously, Trunks, you need to relax." And just as soon as he said that, doors opened and their homeroom teacher, Mr. Piccolo came in.
"All right, take your seats and let's start this shit."
Kids in the classroom took out their notes, without even glancing at the teacher. Everyone knew he was a tough bastard; cursing in class wasn't something new.
"I got this information from the principal, that there is to be a skiing and snowboarding trip to France for winter break." Soft whispers ran through the class. "Silence!" He roared and whole classroom fell silent. "I'll let you speak in time." He swiped all the kids with his scowling look. After a moment of silence he continued. "It is to be ten days long. Bus trip there and back. Rooms for 2, 4, 6. Some teachers and parents are coming to help out with you bastards. 'Cause everyone knows a single sane person is too little for a lot of you. You can find more information on these flyers. Marron!" He pointed at the blonde girl. "Get them and spread around the class. Any more questions?" He looked around.
Goten shot his hand up. Trunks looked at him unbelievingly. "Yes, Mr. Son?"
"Are you coming with us, Mr. Piccolo?"
Mr. Piccolo looked at the teenager for a longer bit, before answering: "Yes, I am you homeroom teacher after all, what kind of a question is that?" He had crossed his arms over his chest and class began giggling. Goten turned as red as tomato. Trunks just face palmed himself.
"Any more questions?" Piccolo roamed the class with his eyes. "Good, I want to receive written permission signed by your parent or legal guardian by the end of the week. Trip is in two weeks time. Now open your books at page 347."
The bell rang and Mr. Piccolo dismissed whole class. Everyone began packing their things and going out through the door for their 15min break.
Goten was packing his stuff when he felt someone smack him on the shoulder. He turned abruptly. "The hell, Trunks?" He scowled at his friend.
"Well?" Trunks crossed his arms while standing and looking down at the raven head.
"Well, what?" Goten kept on packing his stuff before turning to face his friend.
"You coming for the trip?"
"Well…" he trailed.
"Well?" pressed Trunks.
"I have to ask parents first, you know my mum." He turned to grab his backpack and stood up.
Trunks just threw his backpack on his shoulder and sighed. "Yeah, I guess, but don't you wanna go?"
"Of course, I wanna! It's been ages since I had decent snowboarding!" said Goten pouted looking up at the taller teenager who just smirked and made his way to the doors. Raven head followed him outside on the corridor.
Their next periods passed as usual. Trunks, being a genius, had no problems with any subject. That couldn't be said about Goten, who either played with his belongings or slept through out periods. On the lunch break they sat together with Marron and Bra, and ate some things they got from cafeteria. As they have enjoyed their meals, some blonde girl came up to Trunks.
"Hey there, Trunks!" She smiled sweetly. Trunks just rolled his eyes and returned to his sandwich. But the girl wouldn't allow to be ignored. She pushed past Goten, who was stuffing his face with lasagna, and almost sat at Trunks lap. Almost. He didn't let her.
"What the hell do you want, Lina?" Young man groaned. Bra watched her brother with interest; she knew he never allowed himself getting too close to any girl. If he slept with one, he discarded her the next day. Usually his whores knew what they were getting themselves into, it seems this one didn't. She took a small bite of her apple as she continued to stare at the strange pair.
"Oh come on, Trunks! You never called me!" Blonde bimbo whined. Annoying voice was penetrating Trunks' ears making him wince. It seems that the sound also reached Goten, who was, up until now, peacefully oblivious of his surroundings while eating his lunch. He glanced at the girl that was basically throwing herself at his friend. He scowled feeling a hint of jealousy pinch him. He never liked what Trunks did with all those girls. It might have been because he never received the same, or any as a matter of fact, amount of interest from the girls, or maybe it was something entirely different.
"Listen, Lina…" Trunks began placing his sandwich on the plate and wiping his hands with a napkin. "I like you…" Girl's eyes sparkled. "But it will never work out. I had great time with you, but that's it. I'm not looking for a girlfriend, so get lost finally." He finished with a frown.
Lina just looked at him speechless. She had hoped he would treat her differently, it seems she was wrong. "You fucking jerk." She hissed and turned around, storming out of the cafeteria.
"Nicely done." Bra rolled her eyes and returned to her lunch. Goten stared at his friend, who seemed unshaken by the whole situations. He shrugged the weird feeling off, and returned to stuffing his face with food.
More periods came and go and it was finally time to return home. Both boys went out of school and strode to the parking lot, where Trunks' car was parked. Lavender haired youth took out the keys and unlocked his Jeep Wrangler. He threw his backpack on the backseat and jumped behind the wheel. Goten followed his suit and soon they both were sitting comfortably and driving out of the parking lot.
"Wanna come over to my place now?" Trunks asked as he tuned up the radio.
"Nah man, I have to get back home fast and play a nice son, so my mum will let me go on that freaking trip." Goten didn't sound too happy, as he crossed his arms over his chest and looked out of the window. Heavy sounds of some rock band played in the background.
Trunks just glanced at his longtime friend and chuckled. "All right, mate."
Soon enough they arrived in front of Goten's house. He jumped out of the Jeep and grabbed his backpack. Raven head waved his hand at his friend and ran to the doors of his home.
Trunks waved back and watched his friend disappear in to the house. He pulled out of the driveway and made a way to his home.
"I'm home!" raven head youth called entering darkened hallway. Not a single noise was heard as he closed the doors quietly. It's weird… He thought as he took of his shoes and jacket off. Someone usually was at home at this time. He looked around the dining room and then the kitchen. He shrugged thinking that maybe his parents decided on some last minute date. His older brother was definitely still at the collage.
Goten made his way upstairs to his room. He closed the doors behind him, and threw his backpack on the chair next to his desk. He kicked some dirty clothes that were scattered here and there on the floor and went to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. He kept on looking into his dark eyes while leaning on the sink. His thoughts trailed to his best friend. How is it that he has such luck with all the girls..? He thought as his hand brushed through his dark messy hair. He looked at himself from one side to the other, thinking if he could be considered attractive. Probably not… He frowned and let his hand fall down. He bent over, resting his elbows on the sink and laying his forehead on the palms. Trunks always had whatever he wanted. He could have all the girls at school, while Goten was single AND still a virgin. He snorted as he straightened himself. Goten sighed heavily in frustration and left the bathroom without another glance at the reflection in the mirror.
Trunks was sitting at his desk doing homework. Books scattered around the desk, some papers laying on his bed along with more volumes of books. He leaned back, straightening his posture, feeling sore muscles relaxing at the movement. Lavender haired youth sighed deeply and looked to his right, through the window. It was already dark and weather had gotten worse than during the day. It was snowing again. Trunks stood up and walked to the window, his hands in the pockets of his loose jeans. He saw his reflection in the glass. His blue eyes were looking at him coldly, brows furrowed. He looked past that at the falling petals of snow. The sight brought back memories of when he was still a little kid and used to play with Goten in the snow. He shook his head and decided to go downstairs and talk with his mother about the trip.
As he entered spacious kitchen he saw his sister sitting at the high bar-like table drinking a juice.
"Sup Bra!" He greeted blue haired girl.
"Nuffin', I plan on asking mum to let me go on a trip with you guys." She looked up from the glass.
"Oh, okay. I guess." Trunks shrugged his shoulders and stuffed his hands in the pockets.
At this moment a female figure entered the kitchen.
"Hello, kids!" Blue haired woman smiled at the youths. "How was school?"
"Great, mum!" Bra beamed at her mother, jumping of off high chair and walking to give her a peck on a cheek. "School is organizing trip to France on winter break. I wanted to go, if it's okay." She looked innocently at the older woman.
"Oh?" Bulma looked from her daughter to her son. "Got any more information about this trip, so I could consider letting you go?"
Trunks stuffed his hand in the backside pocket of his trousers and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. He handed it to his mother without a word. Bulma took it and straightened it on the table. "I suppose you want to go as well?" She didn't look from the flyer, but it was clear she mean Trunks.
"Yep. I and Goten wanted to go snowboarding together for some time now." He walked closer to the table and sat on one of the chairs. "It seems like a good opportunity." He smiled at his mother, who looked at him, while straightening. She cocked her head to the side and placed both hands on the hips, waiting for something. Trunks blinked at her, not knowing what her idea was. "Can I trust you will behave?" She asked after a moment, her brow rose. Lavender head just groaned and looked annoyed. He swept his eyes around the room before resting them on his mother. "Mr. Piccolo is coming with us, you know he likes to keep a short leash on the students." He grunted. Bulma just nodded.
"Fine! Give me permissions to sign." She waved her hand at her son impatiently.
"Uh… I have them upstairs. Be right back." He ran back upstairs to fetch forms Mr. Piccolo gave them at school earlier that day.
Goten was eating a sandwich his mother had prepared for him. She was humming softly while washing dirty plates that were left from the dinner.
"Mum?" Boy asked.
"Yes, sweetie?" His mother asked without pausing at her work.
"Um…" Goten took a deep breath gathering his courage. "Mr. Piccolo announced today that there is a trip to France for winder break. You know, skiing, snowboarding." He looked expectantly at his mother. "I'd like to go." He added silently.
Chichi turned around to look at her son, it seemed like she was thinking about something very intently. Without much of a thought, Goten got up and pulled out a flyer from the pocket in his rather large sweatshirt. "Here is a flyer with information about the trip." He straightened his hand showing his mother a piece of paper. She looked down and took it from him. After a few minutes of nerve wrecking silence, Chichi spoke. "Very well. You can go."
Goten thought his hearing failed him. "Y-you're letting me go?" She nodded. "Just like that?"
"Yes, stop asking stupid questions before I change my mind!" Chichi angrily waved the flayer, while placing one hand on her hip. "Now, isn't there something I need to sign?"
"Y-yes!" Goten stuttered, but grinned after a second. "Let me grab it, it's in my backpack!"
Two weeks has passed quickly. It was Friday morning; students that were to participate in the trip were excused from classes, so they could pack before the journey that was to start later that day.
Goten was rushing through his room, it was already 12pm and he still had to pack his things. He was nervously looking through his wardrobe, looking for his snowboarding attire. "Muuuum?!" He called. "Have you seen my chequered snowboarding vest?!" He roamed through his closet throwing stuff around. "Goten! I have it here!" His mother called from downstairs. Boy sighed in exasperation, and turned to run downstairs to Chichi.
"Do you have anything more of my stuff?" He asked while storming into the laundry room.
"Yes, here, take these." She said stuffing pants, tshirts and underwear into Goten's arms. By the time she was finished, he was almost fully covered with pieces of garments, barely seeing where he was walking. "Gee, thanks mum." His muffled voice could be heard, as he turned to go back to his room.
Chichi came running after him. "You forgot this!" She threw a green woolen cap at the top of the mountain of clothing.
Goten just sighed and carefully made his way back to his room.
Finally upstairs, he threw everything on the bed and looked tiredly at the pile of clothing. I don't need this many things… He thought bitterly, but started sorting out things in front of him. He picked out some tshirts, sweatshirts, pants, underwear, socks and his faithful snowboarding attire. He pulled out huge traveling bag and started to pack his things neatly. After he was done, he went to the bathroom to gather bathing supplies, toothbrush and other necessities. His mother entered the room with freshly cleaned towels and placed them on his bed as he kept on packing without looking at her.
"Remember to pack something to read." She reminded him.
"Yeah, I know." Goten moved to his desk and looked around for things he could consider 'fun' to pack. He could hear his mother leaving his room. He went to his bookcase and picked out two volumes he wanted to read for some time now. Then he remembered he hadn't packed his pajamas yet. With that he dived into his wardrobe and pulled a pair of grey pajama pants and tshirt.
He pulled his backpack from the floor and started to throw his school things out. After he was finished he stuffed his gaming console along with a couple of games, another book and a smartphone with a charger.
He looked around his room and thought about anything else to pack. He smiled at the thought of going on a trip and being far away from his parents. He decided he was done, except for his snowboard and snowboarding boots. He went downstairs to ask his mother where these things were, but he stopped seeing them neatly packed in their respectable cases and waiting for him in the hallway. He grinned and jumped the last couple of stairs and entered the kitchen.
"Mum-" Before he could finish his mother shoved a bag full of sandwiches and drinks in his arms. "Here, pack this too." She said without looking at him. He smiled and came closer to his mother, giving her a sweet kiss on a cheek. "Thanks, mum." He said and turned to go back to his room. Chichi just sighed sadly and looked after him. He's growing up too fast… She thought.
Upstairs Goten had packed his food in the backpack, which he zipped after that. He moved to his traveling bag, which he had to give a decent squeeze in order to zip as well. I didn't know I packed so many things… He thought looking at the luggage. He shrugged and pulled his loose sweatshirt from under the bag and pulled it over his head. Goten threw his backpack on his back and picked the traveling bag up. He walked out of his room and closed the doors.
"Come, Goten, eat something before the trip!" Chichi called as he strode down the stairs.
"All right!" He answered while placing his things next to his snowboard and boots. Goten entered the kitchen smelling something nice cooking and sat at the table waiting for his mother to finish.
Chichi placed a bowl full of steaming ramen in front of her son. "Eat up, we have less than half an hour to get you to the bus." Goten didn't need any more pushes as he dug in to the bowl.
After 5minutes he was done. He sighed contentedly and rubbed his full belly. Chichi cleaned up the table and then pulled out her wallet from the purse that was lying on the counter. "Here, I got you some money for the trip." She handed him a bundle of bills. Goten looked wide eyed at the money. "Just don't go off spending it all in one day!" She finished as raven head boy took the money and placed them in his wallet, which he stuffed in the backside pocket of his loose jeans.
"All right, let's go!" His mother took a purse and excited the kitchen. Goten followed closely behind her.
They arrived at the destination in 15 minutes. Goten got out of his mother's car and looked around. He could see a large bus and a group of teenagers and their parents gathered around it. He turned around looking for his lavender haired friend and he spotted him leaning over some new girl and talking to their classmates. Goten frowned, and went to the back of the car, opening the boot. He pulled out his things, in the corner of the eye he could see Trunks walking towards him. He deliberately ignored his friend until he felt a tap on the shoulder. Goten looked up and saw taller youth grinning widely at him.
"Yo, Goten!" he stretched his fist for Goten to hit in a welcoming gesture. Raven head connected his fist with his friend's and grinned at him. "Need any help?" Lavender haired asked.
"Sure." Goten moved to the side with his bag in his hand, while throwing his backpack on his back. Trunks pulled out his snowboard and boots just as Chichi came up to them.
Taller boy looked at her and smiled. "Hello, Chichi." He said politely.
Chichi smiled and asked. "Hello, Trunks. Is your mother anywhere here?"
"She should be talking with bus drivers; at least that's where I have seen her last time." He nodded at the bus.
"Okay, I'm gonna look for her, you two take care of the luggage." She waved her hand and made her way to the bus.
Trunks adjusted straps of the cases he was holding and closed the boot. He turned to his friend asked. "Ready?" Goten nodded and they both made their way to the bus.
They met Marron and Akira on their way, as well as couple of other friends. They laughed and exchanged ideas as of what to do on their way to France. Akira pulled out a bottle of vodka out of his backpack, but stuffed it back in as soon as his friends took a hint. Trunks laughed and grabbed Goten around shoulders. Goten grinned widely, when he saw Marron make a face of disgust at Akira.
They gave Goten's things to the drivers who were packing up the bus and returned to their plotting.
"I have reserved couple of seats at the back of the bus for us." Akira grinned wickedly. Goten snorted "Let's not get wasted at the beginning of the trip." Trunks just shook his head. "No worried, but I must warn you, Akira is not the only one with bottle." Akira grinned even wider and Goten just laughed at playfully smacked Trunks' shoulder. He didn't have a chance to reply as Bulma and Chichi made their way to say goodbyes. They both kissed their mothers on the cheeks and promised to behave (while having crossed fingers behind their backs).
"All right, you maggots!" Mr. Piccolo's voice roared. "Get you asses to the bus, we're leaving!"
Goten snorted at the name-calling and Trunks grabbed his arm and pulled him to the entrance of the bus.
They made their way through narrow corridor and pushed past various teenagers standing on their way. Finally they have reached their seats. Goten sat by the window and looked out to see his mother chatting with Bulma. Trunks splopped heavily next to him and talked something to the teenagers next to him. A girl, Leni, who was seating in front of them, jumped on her chair and turned around to face Trunks. She was a pretty girl with red hair and green eyes. She smiled at him and said something, Goten turned to look at her and she poked him with a finger, laughing. Goten brushed her finger away, so she just blew him a kiss. Raven head blushed furiously and looked through the window again. He had a crush on the girl since like forever and whenever she did something to him, he would get incredibly embarrassed. He hated it.
"Oh come on, Goten!" He heard her voice and turned his head to see her pout. "Don't be such a baby! We're gonna have an awesome fun!" She grinned, and Goten couldn't help but smile as well. Yeah. He though while looking at the bunch of his friends laughing. This is gonna be a good trip. He turned his head to the window and waved at his mother last time, as the bus drove away from the parking lot.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you like it! I'm sorry for any mistakes in grammar, punctuation, spelling – as you may know, English isn't my first language. But I try!
There will be more chapters and there will be lemony goodness as well later. *winkwink*