Disclaimer; (will only be said ONCE!) I do not own the characters or the trademark that is Dragonball/Z/GT. Akira Toriyama is the owner, along with the producers/companies that made the anime. I do NOT claim to own it. I make NO money out of writing this.
This is just a little fic that has been flying around in my head while I have been in a massive slump. I have had absolutely NO motivation/inspiration to write my other fics, but I'm getting a bit inspired as of late, and I am halfway through 'The Wrong Idea' ch.12. So, if anyone of you are reading it, please be a bit more patient. I am not dead...
Anyway, hope you enjoy the story.
Together For A Lifetime.
The first time he 'saw' Goten, the boy was not yet born. One day a long-haired woman and a tall, muscular man had come over. They both had black hair and eyes. His mother had squealed and flung herself around the womans shoulder, giving her a big hug.
Soon they were seated in the living room, his mother lifting him up and placing him in the strange womans lap, well, more like on top of her round stomach. Turning his head sideways he stared at the raised flesh beneath him before reaching out and patting the red fabric stretched over it.
"Oooh, look at him! He know's there's a little playmate for him inside!" his mother cooed, her violet eyes shining.
Soon he grew bored with the commotion that the strange couple brought with them and promptly falling asleep while his father uttered a challenge to the orange-clad man.
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The second time he saw Goten the baby had a red face as he screamed and waved his hands around. By now he was about eighteen months old, and the baby were about three months old. He remembered staring at the strange sight. The thick black hair sprouting from the tiny head stood out in every direction.
Walking a bit closer he grabbed the bars of the crib, sticking his nose inbetween them as he watched the flailing newborn. Reaching inside he carefully stroked the baby's cheek, wanting to know if it was as warm as it looked.
It was.
The baby immediately stopped screaming and instead he turned his head, showing his large, teary eyes as he sniffled, pulling a hand into his mouth. Rolling over onto his side he grabbed Trunk's hand, squeezing it.
The moment was sort lived as a frantic woman rushed over, reaching down and gently pulling the baby into her arms. "Aww... don't cry... You hungry, Goten?" she shushed as she exited the room, leaving Trunks by the crib.
His hand felt strangely cold.
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The third time he met Goten almost a year had passed. It was the boy's first birthday and his mother had dressed him up in a ridiculous outfit as she told him that he had to look nice at the party. Once they got there, Trunks had immediately scampered off.
He soon found himself inside a room littered with toys. Once he checked that no one was around he quickly removed his shirt. It was an easy task. His strength had no problem shredding the material to pieces. He giggled as he saw the blue fabric fall onto the floor in bits and pieces. Now, as he had on just his black shorts and the white shirt, he felt much better.
It was time for a little exploring.
Sneaking downstairs he entered the family-room. In the middle of the room was a rather roomy playpen. He had walked closer and found Goten inside. Climbing up onto the couch he walked to the edge and quickly jumped into the netted area a few feet away. Landing quite ungracefully, he dusted off his arms and knees before walking over to Goten.
"Happy Birthday." he had said as he sat down next to him, grabbing one of the stuffed animals within range and put it in his lap.
The huge black eyes watching him looked from his face, then down to the stuffed teddy, then back to his face. The eyes began to water as he stretched his arms after the toy, kicking with his legs as if it would help him paddle forward.
As the child had begun to sob Trunks resentfully handed him the toy. It was his, after all... but that didn't mean he had to be happy about it...
Goten just huggled the brown, squishy toy, then he had looked up at Trunks with smiling eyes and laughed joyfully.
Getting onto his stomach, his chin firmly planted in his hands, he observed the baby. Goten soon rolled over onto his back. The black eyes got a confused haze over them as the brows knitted together, trying to figure out how the boy in front of him had wound up upside-down. Giving of a melodical laughter he just huggled his bear and went on smiling.
Trunks chuckled.
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First chapter of my TrunksxGoten fic. Will have shounen-ai/yaoi further along. Hope you liked it and please review if you did.