Kay peoples this is my first DBZ fic. I had a hard time trying to figure out what point of view to write it in so if you would review and tell me what you think that would be much appreciated.

Disclaimer: Yeah um DBZ isn't mine at all...

All I Wanted was the Remote

I stepped into the living room to find my best friend spread out on my sofa, sleeping. Smiling at the sight, I quietly walked over to his side and hovered above him. "Make yourself at home," I whispered sarcastically. My hair was still damp from the shower and drops of water fell onto his face. I watched in amusement as he tossed around aggervated from the sudden moister.

I straightened up and looked around the room. There were food wrappings all around and the TV was on. I focused my attention on the show . . . well that didn't last long; it was a painfully dull show. No wonder Goten fell asleep.

Wondering around the room, I tried to find the remote control. I swear I looked everywhere: under the pillows, under the sofa, under the food wrappings, no luck. I couldn't find the remote anywhere. I glanced at Goten who was still sound asleep on the sofa. He tossed around some more and in his hand I saw what I was looking for.

I walked over to him again and from there tried to wench the remote from his hands without waking him up. If I wasn't trying to not wake him than I would've had the remote by now. His grip on the remote was strangely tight. As I pulled one way, he would pull the other; this was getting absolutely no where. I gave the remote one final tug and was sure that I got it. However Goten pulled back on the remote with equal force and ended up yanking me onto the sofa with him.

I tried to desperately get off of the sofa but I only got tangled and twisted in Goten's arms. "Huh, your hair is wet Trunks," he muttered in my ear.

I froze, of course he was awake, he must've been awake the whole time. How else would he have been pulling back on the remote? I sighed at my stupidity. "I just got out of the shower. How long have you been awake?"

I saw him smile from the corner of my eyes. "Long enough to know that you wanted the remote."

"...Well can I have it," I asked him as I continued to try to get up from our position on the sofa.

"Kay." He moved to sit up but landed on the floor with a not so soft thud, taking me with him.

We both stared at each other. He looked up at me with his brown eyes as I looked back down at him with my blue ones. A smile appeared on his face. "Comfortable," I asked punching him lightly in the arm as I tried to get up once again. However, I felt an arm wrap around my waist. Goten brought his head up from the ground slightly, his lips a mear inches from mine. "Trunks," he whispered as he closed the tiny gap between our lips. I froze . . . well this was unexpected. Unexpected but not enjoyable, I found myself wanting to kiss Goten back. Slowly I deepened the kiss forcing my tongue into his mouth earning a moan from him.

We broke apart when we heard steps coming into the room. I rolled off of Goten, who had an obvious blush on his face, just as my father entered the room. "Where's the remote brats," he asked smirking.

I got up from the floor with Goten following. Goten quickly handed the remote to my father as I dragged him out of the room.

"Bout time," I heard my dad mutter along with, "Whose gonna clean this room up?"

I hoped you enjoyed reading my first ever DBZ fic, thanks for reading!!!