Sex with a minor, Graphic sex, Graphic violence, don't have to worry to much for swearing though be weary that there will be the occasional slip-up. I may add more as I go.
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Ahem.
F.Trunks: What do you have in store for me now?
Ninjablue: Not you, him. (points to Slave Trunks)
S.Trunks: Is there something you would like mistress?
Ninjablue: No that's okay. S.Trunks: (Bows then continues to clean up stuff)
F.Trunks: He's not wearing anything!
Ninjablue: Is he supposed to?
F.Trunks: This is too weird for me. I'm going to go now. Bye. (leaves)
Ninjablue: Hmm (looks at S.Trunks) It appears the other you has left.
S.Trunks: (Looks confused for a moment, but then walks up to Ninjablue)
Ninjablue: (pets behind ear) This guy, I own, but I don't okay. Heh... And the one that left, well he owns himself apparently.... anyway on with the story.
S.Trunks: (happy face)
-------------Forbidden Chains-
--------Chapter 1: Finding my fight--------
Most People, would start to choke as the stench of decaying flesh
enters their lungs. However, growing up around it, one gets used to it.
A few strands of my charcoal laden hair are blown into my face. I
quickly brush them aside with my thumb. I had fallen earlier that day, getting
covered in the devilish dust.
I am leaning against a sad, broken car as I watch with an unknown
interest, Gohan. My best friend. He is beating back flames that, though are
bright, darken my world. He is trying to protect my home, which I know stands
proudly behind me, even in it's broken state. I look to the sky and I wish that
I could see the sun. The thick, black smoke from the flames of the burning
city cover the sky in a blanket of darkness.
Gohan has defeated the flames, that in normal circumstances, would
have threatened to engulf my home. He now walks towards me, a smile on his
face. He lightly touches my shoulder.
"Come on Trunks. let's go see if your mother will let you in now."
The smile I had on my face fades to a frown. Gohan suggested to
my mother that she should leave and go somewhere safer. But she had gotten
angry and lock us both out. Gohan figures that she didn't want to abandon
her project that sits in the basement. I would later find out that it was a time
machine.
Anyway... Me and Gohan knocked on the door. When we heard nothing
but a faint "Go away" Gohan called out that he was taking me with him and we
left on foot.
There was a strange silence between us. Gohan was just staring at his
shoes. He seemed in deep thought, which was unusual, for he was always so
alert. He stops and I stare at him. I can not yet fly so he picks me up without
warning and takes to the air.
We soon arive at his house. Chichi, Gohan's mom, used to live here
as well. But she had passed away about a year ago. Gohan seems to still be
bothered by it.
"Well, how about we have a bath, get some food, then head to bed"
Gohan stared down at me, smiling as he always does. It was true, it was
getting late. The sun already setting somewhere beyond the trees and
mountains.
"That sounds good to me Gohan." I follow him over to the back of his
house , where the metal drum/tub sits almost ready to be used. Gohan
convinces me to help him fill the tub. When we are done he starts a fire. Soon
the water is nice and warm, but it is already fairly dark out.
"Looks like we'll be bathing under the stars, Trunks." Gohan smiled
as he removes his clothes. I remove mine and Gohan lifts me into the tub. He
quickly joins me.
We sit there for awhile enjoying the warmth of the water, staring up
at the night sky. It was jeweled with hundreds of stars, twinkling happily.
I wish I was as carefree as those sparkling sprits.
"It's a nice night out"
I am slightly startled. "Yeah, it is." I reply unsure what he is getting
at. "The stars are beautiful." I add "I rarely get to see them." I look at Gohan
smiling in the moonlight. He looks stunning. Though at the time I did not
understand these thoughts. he looks down at me. A beautiful gleam in his eyes.
I feel his fingers brush against my cheek and I tense. Why did he do that?
Gohan's face saddens. "I'm sorry Trunks"
I did not understand why, but at that moment I leaned up and planted
my lips on his. He softly returns the kiss I offered, then we finish washing in
an awkward silence. Me confused for my actions.
Gohans washed our clothes and hung them to dry. So we ate supper
in our undergarments. After the light meal, we headed to bed. I convinced
Gohan to let me stay with him. He was reluctant, though I did not know why.
I snuggle up to him, relishing in his presence. He is warm and the
night is cool. He softly wraps his arms around my waist. I feel his lips on
my forehead. I look into his eyes. They capture me in their gaze. My lips
brush against his and I am once again confused. I am not yet old enough to
understand my actions, as I open my mouth, welcoming his tongue. One of his
strong hands moves up my back, resting at the back of my head deepening our
kiss. The other slides down, landing on my behind, it pushes me closer to
Gohan. I softly moan on Gohan's tongue as I rub against him. Gohan pulls
away, his hands now preoccupied by my chest.
His hands explore my forming muscles, though I do not train much.
They come down to the elastic band of my underwear. He pushes the fabric
off my hips and past my knees. I tense and he captures my lips in his to
reassure me. The soft kiss calms me as he rolls me onto my back. He kisses
my neck, then begins to go down. Tickles my chest, teases my nipples, his lips
continue downward. His tongue ducks into my navel, a startled gasp escapes
me. He continues. He teases me, and I moan out. It was nice, what he was
doing. Rational thought begins to escape me, as Gohan pleasures me. My
moans seem to fuel him. I was really enjoying myself, just as Gohan stopped.
I gave him a questioning glance. He smiles at me, as he removes his boxers.
My breath catches. He is very large, though other then my own this is
the frist I've seen. I sit up and touch him. He chuckles softly at my curiosity.
He comes closer allowing me to have a better view. I touch and feel, exploring
the flesh that I had been offered. Never before have I done something like this.
Gohan puts his hand on the top of my head. He is softly rubbing my hair. He
smiles down at me. His hand moves to my shoulder. I lay back down. He
kisses me. I gasp into his kiss as I feel a finger enter my hidden entrance,
then a second one. It hurts as he stretches me. He kisses me again, then
whispers in my ear, calming me down. He finishes stretching me. I open my
eyes and see him positioning himself between my legs.
"Gohan?" I stare at him unsure.
He speaks softly. "Don't worry Trunks. It will be okay." He caresses
my cheek. Then I feel him at my entrance. I prepare myself for whatever was
coming my way. I feel him push inside me and I am instantly hit with a wave of
pain. I squeeze me eyes shut. Gohan slowly pushes in, making sure I have
enough time to adjust, and that he doesn't hurt me. He slowly pulls out, then
pushes back in. He does this cycle several times, each time going faster.
Soon he was at a pace comfortable to him, but causing me to moan and cling
to anything I could grasp. After awhile I sensed a slight change in the man on
top of me. He quickened his pace. Tears began to roll down my cheeks, the
pain and pleasure overwhelming me. Gohan let out a load moan. He shuddered,
and collapsed onto me. We laid there panting for a time. After he calmed
down, Gohan pulled me close to him. He kissed my lips, whispered something
in my ear and held me till I stopped crying. Soon after I drift into a comfortable
sleep.
We wake sometime in the afternoon. Gohan is the first to stir. He
climbs out of the bed, walks to his dresser and pulls out an outfit. After he is
dressed he disapears somewhere. I lay on my back, and stare at the ceiling till
he returns. When he does, he has an outfit for me in his hands. I sit up, but
relise it hurts so I change position.
"Hey Trunks. Sore huh? Sorry 'bout that." He rubs the back of his head
with his free hand. "Anyway I brought you these. They're some of my old
clothes. I used to train in them a lot, but I think it's the only stuff out of all my
old clothes that will fit you." He hands the clothes over to me. They smell as
though they just came out of the dryer, yet as though they sat for a long time.
I slide from underneath the blankets, letting a small hiss escape from the pain.
I slowly get dressed. "I'll get you some asprin." I look up at Gohan as he leaves.
I finish dressing and I go into the living room and sit on a couch. I look
around, pictures clutter the shelves and decorate the walls. I stand up and
walk over to a shelf and pick up a photo. It's a group picture. I don't recognize
a lot of them and only my mom, Chichi and the goofy looking one with his arm
around Chichi look familiar, but mom looks weird. And that guy. He kind of
reminds me of Gohan, but he never had hair like that.
"Oh Trunks, here you are." I look at Gohan. He has a bottle of asprin
in his hands. "What do you got there?" Gohan looks at the picture I hold in my
hands. "Oh, that one huh? You know that's the only picture of everyone
together"
"Everyone?" I look back at the picture. All those smiling faces staring
at me. Gohan knew them"
"You don't know"
"No... No I never seen them before"
"Oh well in that case. Um I guess I'll start with Yamcha. He the scared
one. Then Tien, he has three eyes. The green one is Piccolo"
"Why's he green"
"He's Namekian"
"Okay." Whatever that meant.
"Ok the short bald one is Kuririn. The bald one with shades is master
Roshi, wonder if he's still around... Then there's Puar and Chaozu The little
cat and mime like guy"
"What's a mime"
"Um someone who doesn't speak"
"..." He can't talk?
"This little guy here, that's me"
"Wow. You used to be so small"
"Yeah. This goofy guy, his my father, Goku"
"Really, I wondered what he looked like"
"Hehehe. The pretty lady he's holding is Chichi, but you should know
that. You should also recognize Bluma. The baby she's holding, that's you. You
were a newborn, and so tiny"
"Who's this guy, the one who looks like he's hiding"
"That's Vegeta, your father"
"My father?" I stare at the figure. He is short and mean looking. "He
looks like he's angry"
"He always looked like that Trunks..." Gohan frowned slightly.
"He never smiled"
"Bulma told me that he smiled once. The first time he held you in his
arms. Though if I recall correctly she also said that was the only time he held
you"
"Gohan? What... What was he like? My mother never really talks
about him." I looked up at Gohan.
"Well there's not much to say. He was distant and strong,... And very
proud"
"Is that it"
"Pretty much. No one really had the chance to get to know him.
except your mom"
"She won't tell me about him though"
"I think she loved him Trunks. It probably still hurts for her to
remember him"
"Oh." I toke one last look at the smiling faces then set it down. I
hope i can be that happy one day. But why can't I be happy now? Isn't it the
androids fault that we are all unhappy and that we have to live in hiding?
"Gohan"
"Yes?" He gave me a slightly strange look"
"I... I think.... No, I want to learn how to fight"
"You want to fight the androids?"
"Yes." I feel tears fall down my cheeks. "It's so unfair Gohan. They
stole our happiness. Why do we have to live in hiding"
"I can't teach you Trunks"
"Why... Why can't you teach me"
"You'll get yourself killed"
I stare at Gohan. I'm crying and now angry at everything around me.
"I'll get killed anyway Gohan. I can't defend myself"
"Well I'll teach you to fly then. But that's it. If you really want to
fight I can't help you. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if you got hurt"
"Then teach me to fly. I'll learn how to fight on my own"
"Trunks"
"TEACH ME!" I yelled at him. I am angry and I couldn't hold it back
any longer. When he didn't reply I ran out the house and through the woods.
I heard his call as I raced on.
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Ninjablue: Tuduh! All done. I hope you liked it. Teehee.
S.Trunks: .
Ninjablue: Oh Twunksie, I'm sorry That must bring back memories. hugs
S.Trunks: I.
Ninjablue: rubs back Well review and let me know what you guys thought of
it. Well carrots and goodbye.