Dragonball and all its characters belong to Akira Toriyama.

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"Goten! So glad you could make it!" Trunks watched his life-long friend standing by the stairs that leaded up to the living quarters. It was already late evening; the sun had set, covering the sky with a dark blue sheet and lightly sprinkled stars.

"Of course! Why would miss free drinks?" He asked. "But eh...Sorry I'm so late. I had to drop Valese off on the way," Goten explained as they walked to the lounge.

"No problem, Marron and I have been chatting anyway," Trunks shrugged.

"Where are the girls?"

"In Bulla's room. Hopefully they don't come down. Would hate to see what will happen if we involve them in the mix,"

Goten laughed, agreeing that having the two girls around while they were drunk would mean trouble.

"Hey Marron! Long time no see!" He beamed when the bright blonde came into view.

"You too, Goten," she smiled politely, already holding a vodka drink.

Goten saw all the bottled drinks waiting on the table. He chuckled knowing very well that the night was going to be fun.

Trunks had turned up the music as they started chatting and playing cards. As the hours went the laughs started becoming uncontrolled. That was until Bulla and Pan had decided to hang around with the older group at around 10 o'clock at night.

"Trunks, we're bored!" Bulla complained, entering the living area with her best friend, Pan.

"T-Trunks?" Pan stuttered as the smell of alcohol lingered in the area. Bulla and Pan eyed each other knowing very well what the group has been doing.

"So I guess that's why they've been playing the music so loudly," Bulla groaned, throwing her hands in the air.

"What are you guys doing here?" Marron asked. She was the calmest out of all of them. She generally didn't drink much as past experiences have taught her that the boys got a bit crazy when drunk.

"We're bored," Pan explained.

"So! Watch a movie of sometin'," Goten snorted a half drunken bottle of vodka in his hand.

"Leave us alone. Let the adults have some fun!" Trunks jumped to his feet, only to stumble backwards and fall on his bottom. Goten laughed, only to start choking as he felt his drink coming out of his nose.

"You guys are way over your heads!" Bulla shouted. –Unbelievable! Mum and dad leave us alone for one weekend and he's already drunk!-

"Bulla..." Pan whispered as the other three went back to their conversation of laughter.

"Yeah?"

"Let's have a bit of fun with this..." she suggested. Bulla eyed Pan suspiciously, wondering what Pan could have up her sleeve. She tried to wave off the feelings that it had something to do with the crush Pan's been having on Trunks. When Pan had secretly told her about her feelings, Bulla had laughed and told her to get over it. Not only was it disgusting, age wise, but also because it was Trunks. She ended up just shrugging her shoulders, accepting the fact that most of her friends seemed to crush on her older brother.

"Can we play some games with you guys?" Pan asked as innocently as she could.

"Depends. What type of games?" Trunks narrowed his eyes.

"Like fun games! Truth or dare!" She giggled as ideas for the dares she could give people already forming in her head.

"But that's so childish," Trunks complained.

"No they're not! Come on Trunks!" Goten agreed with Pan. What harm could be done in playing a few childish games when drunk?

Trunks nodded, taking hold of the couches to help him stand. Goten did the same, swaying slightly once he was on his feet. They hadn't realised before how much they actually drank. They tried to hold in the laughter but couldn't help as it spilled out of their mouths.

"What's so funny?" Pan asked.

"Being drunk just makes things funny," Marron tried explaining. "You'll understand when you're older."

-Z-

The night continued as the older group sipped down their drinks as they played truth or dare with the younger girls. Pan was getting frustrated though. No one ever replied dare. After an hour of playing the game, it had suddenly gotten boring. She had hoped that the older group being in their drunken state would make it easier for them to pick dare. -Obviously not. - She growled, annoyed at all the stupid questions that were being asked.

Bulla noticed Pan's annoyance. As soon as Pan had suggested the game, she knew what Pan had up her sleeve. Too bad, even when drunk, Trunks and Goten were pretty smart. She decided that for one time, and one time only, she'd lend her younger friend a hand.

"Let's play spin the bottle!" She proudly announced only to receive odd looks from the boys.

"What the hell, Bulla?" Trunks laughed, not too sure what to think of such a suggestion. "Why would you want to play that?"

"Because! We never got the chance to play it before!"

Trunks was going to reply but instead his dizzy mind spun. He laughed. –Maybe it's best if I don't ruin her motivation and ask her 'what if you land on another girl? Or me?'- Goten laughed, finally realising why Trunks had asked.

Bulla grabbed an empty bottle from the table, only to place it in the middle of the circle they had formed.

"Who would like to do the honours?" She asked, eyeing her younger friend.

"I will!" Pan giggled, crossing her fingers that it lands on a certain person she had in mind.

"Wait! Let's have some rules first!" Marron quickly announced.

"Rules? Why would we need rules?" Pan furrowed her brows in confusion.

"Just so we don't go too far," Marron tried to explain. "What do you guys think? What are the rules? How far?" She looked towards the two guys who were swaying to the music.

"Hmm..." Trunks pondered but struggled as he felt the room around him spin. He knew that the drink he had in his hand would have to be the last one. If he had anymore he would probably be knocked out or at least vomit everywhere.

"Let's do one round, intensifying the kiss every time," Goten winked.

"What do you mean?" Bulla asked.

"Clockwise or anticlockwise?" Marron quickly interrupted.

"Clockwise!" Trunks shouted with a fist pump in the air.

"Okay then. Pan will kiss on the forehead. Bulla will kiss on the cheek, Marron will kiss on the lips, Trunks can kiss with tongue and I'll have a full make out session,"

Pan and Bulla sighed, trying to ignore how Goten had just tried his best for the girls not to get any kiss on the lips. Pan shoved the feeling off. Hope lightened in her as she crossed her fingers for Trunks to spin the bottle on her.

The boys watched her lean to the middle, spinning the bottle. Trunks and Goten both crossed their fingers behind their backs hoping it doesn't land on either of them. They were blessed when it landed on Marron. Trunks laughed in relief. Pan nearly growled, getting up to give Marron a kiss on the forehead.

Bulla was next. She didn't care for much as it was just a kiss on the cheek. The bottle spun easily and landed on Goten. He giggled as she leaned into him and kissed his cheek. Trunks just slapped the back of his friend's head, telling him to shove off any thoughts.

Marron was next. Trunks smiled happily as it landed on him. A kiss from Marron didn't faze him at all! The kiss was a little longer than necessary due to their drunken states, but they soon released; laughing in response.

Trunks sighed, knowing very well that it was his turn to spin. He chanted Marron's name in his head. She was the only one he would want to french kiss. The room that was a few seconds ago alive and spinning, somehow slowed down as he watched the bottle spin endlessly. It felt like minutes had passed until it finally stopped. He frowned when he followed the bottle with his eyes, only to realise that it was pointing to his best friend, Goten. Trunks laughed nervously, not too sure what to do next.

"What? Do we have to?" Trunks complained, really not wanting to do this with his best friend. Even though they may be drunk and possibly won't remember this by the morning, he really didn't want to kiss his friend.

"Euugh! You got to be kidding me!" Goten's eyes bulged as he finally noticed the bottle pointing his way.

Pan and Bulla sat there eyeing the bottle too, not too sure what to say. Never in a million years had either one of them considered what if the bottle landed on something like that.

"Just do it guys, don't be such sissies!" Marron teased, giggling as she fell backwards.

"I don't believe it!" Trunks slapped his forehead

"Uggh, please don't tell me we have to," Goten groaned. He hadn't planned on this happening. He was hoping both he and Trunks would get Marron, that way the younger girls didn't have to get involved. He groaned inwardly, as he never thought of the possibility of this situation.

"Do it! Do it!" Marron chanted, giggling as she got excited for the boys to kiss.

Trunks looked up at his younger friend; suddenly the drunkenness had died down. He needed to be serious but he knew that he was still chuckling under his breath. Goten gulped, screaming 'please don't do this' with his eyes. He shook his head when Trunks shrugged his shoulders and slowly leaned in. Goten was about to pull away until he realised that he had no way out of this mess he had somehow placed himself into.

Trunks closed his eyes, hoping the moment would pass quickly. He shivered as his lips touched Goten's. He slit his eyes open, seeing the shocked eyes of Goten staring back at him. They both remembered this was going to be more than just a simple kiss on the lips. Trunks shrugged it off, shutting his eyes tightly once more as he tried to open their lips. Goten didn't respond, keeping his mouth tightly shut. Trunks nearly growled, sticking the tip of his tongue out and licking the bottom lip of Goten's. The younger boy opened his mouth slightly to let out a giggle as the lightness the drink had resurfaced. Trunks used this as a perfect opportunity to reluctantly slide his tongue into his mouth. Goten shivered as he felt the warm and wet tongue of Trunks. He thought he was going to be disgusted from the whole act but suddenly something else filled his mind. He had to admit, Trunks knew how to play with tongues. They broke off quickly, happy that the awkward exchanged was finally over with.

"Yuck!" Pan stuck her tongue out, not liking what she just saw.

"Yeah! How disgusting!" Bulla agreed. "I don't want to play this game anymore!"

"Me too!" Pan jumped to her feet, suddenly put off with the whole idea of spin the bottle. Watching her uncle Goten and her crush kiss was just disturbing to her.

"Where are you two going?" Marron asked, noticing the girls walking to the door.

"We're going back to our room! You guys weren't that fun anyway!" Pan huffed, stomping her feet. Bulla just nodded, rushing out to catch up with her angry friend.

Marron watched the girls with a smirk on her face. She giggled, knowing that it fully disgusted the young girls.

"Good going guys!" She laughed, looking over to the two boys who were still staring at each other. She furrowed her brows, unsure as to why they were just sitting there too still for their drunken states.

A nervous laugh escaped Goten's lips as he came back to reality. Trunks shook his head, joining in as he grabbed his last drink. He took a sip from it, looking at Goten from the corner of his eye. He tried to shrug off the feeling that had filled him up as they kissed. –It's just because we're drunk. That's all.- He tried telling himself.

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