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A/N: I'm not at all sure how this was etched into my mind but it was and I couldn't get it out of my mind.
I might make another chapter to go with it but for now it's just a short one-shot drabble.
Enjoy.
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It all happened too fast for me to catch on. Everything was blurry, my skin was hot, and my breath coming in short pants. I couldn't tell you how we ended up in this situation but I could tell you that I loved every second. Every touch. The teasing. All of it. I had to remind myself several times that this wasn't a dream and that it was really happening. For so long had I hoped for this but never seen it coming.
'Gentle,' I reminded myself as I struggled to get a good hold. I assume he noticed my struggle because he scooted his body closer to mine. I tried not to make any noises, but I couldn't help the soft pants. It felt too good.
He was panting too, his breath hot on my neck. I willed him to kiss my neck softly, but he didn't. But that didn't matter, everything in the world was perfect at this moment. Nothing would ruin it.
One last gentle tug for both of us caused a simultanious soft grunt and long sigh. My hand was covered in his seed and his was covered in mine. I left my hand down his pants until the hardness was gone and then pulled my hand away at the same time he did.
We both lay there in silence. I wasn't sure what was going on in his head but I was reliving every second of the experience we just shared, I didn't want to forget it. A few minutes passed and he sat up beside me slowly and cleared his throat. I didn't guess he was asking for attention but I looked up at him anyways. 'Kami, your beautiful Trunks.' I thought to myself.
I lay there trying to catch my breath and trying to adjust my pants at the same time. Then it hit me, we were going to have to talk after this. Not that I dreaded it, I almost looked forward to it. I've been in love with that lavander haired Saiyan all my life and I finally got the chance to do what I've always wanted to do with him, I was sure he already knew I loved him but I was excited to get to say it myself. I lay still for a few seconds, listening to the sounds of nothing and remembering the most beautiful sounds in the world.
"Goten?" His voice was low and I could hear emotions draining out of it.
"Yeah?" I looked over at him.
He didn't look at me, "Just making sure you didn't fall asleep."
I grinned, "Nope." Then I sat up finally and wiped my hand down the side of my pants leg, "Nope, not asleep. Very tired though."
I heard him laugh softly. It didn't sound normal though, but I supposed it was because he was out of breath.
"So," I tried to start a conversation. But things were kind of strange at this point. Afterall Trunks and I were bestfriends before this and we were both boys. That was what was wedging it's way into my mind. I thought about a future with him, we could get married and grow old and happy together and according to Vegeta, even have kids. Since apparently male Saiyans could. It would just have to be the weakest of us to carry the baby, which would probably boil down to me since I hadn't trained in a long time.
Trunks fidgeted with his hands a few seconds and then went back to being motionless and silent.
This silence was really killing me now. I was ready to scream to him how I felt and I was ready for us to make out like the hormonal teenagers we were. "So um, what does this mean?" I asked before I really knew I was talking. My heart was pounding fiercely inside my chest.
"What does what mean?" he asked. I was sure he knew what I was talking about.
"Us," I gestured between the two of us. "And what we just did." I threw that in there for extra measure incase he said something along the lines of, 'What about us?'
"I..." he started to talk but then remained silenced. He stayed like that for about 3 minutes I guessed.
"I mean are we more than friends? Do you want to be more than friends?" I asked and my heart felt like it was going to dig it's way out of my chest and plop it's self right in his hands and scream 'I love you Trunks!' at him.
"I.." he looked over at me, "No."
My heart felt like it fell into my stomach and my stomach felt like it was falling out my butt. I felt like I was going to vomit. He said no.. My chest ached and I suddenly wanted to evaporate into thin air.
"Goten?" He looked over at me and I looked at him, hiding my emotions behind the dark iris' of my eyes. "Do you want to be more than friends?"
Obviously I couldn't say yes, he'd laugh at me and tell everyone about me liking him. Normally it wouldn't bother me, but right now I would die. He ripped my heart out and it was laying right there on the bed, okay not literally but thats what it felt like. "No." I lied and continued to look into his eyes. I was always the better liar and fortunate for me, Trunks never knew when I was lying to him.
He nodded and looked around, warily. "So, are you sure your okay?"
I blinked, 'He never asked me that before. Why should he care, considering YOU JUST RIPPED MY HEART OUT!' I wanted so badly to scream that at him, but I didn't. "Yeah, I'm okay." I cleared my throat, "Just, things will be akward now huh?"
Trunks shrugged, "Probably not. You're my best bud Goten."
I nodded and faked a yawn, "Well I'm going to change and go get in bed, it's" I glanced at the clock on his desk that read 3:06 AM. "Whoa, it's late." I laughed and crawled down to the foot of the bed and walked over to the bathroom and changed quickly. I tossed my dirty clothes in a pile at the end of the other bed in Trunks' room before crawling into it.
"Nite Goten," Trunks whispered across the room.
"Nite Trunks," I whispered back to him.