Dragonball and all its characters belong to Akira Toriyama.
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Trunks jerked awake as his dream startled him. He groggily tried sitting up, hating the awful headache that surfaced.
-What a strange dream,- he murmured, rubbing his eyes. He yawned, ready to get out of bed for a nice warm shower. He knew it would help with the horrible headache he seemed to have. As he was about to pull off the sheets he noticed that he was completely nude. He froze, unsure of what to do.
-Strange, I normally sleep in box- he stopped, his heart pounding inside his chest. –Oh shit, don't tell me. Kami... Don't tell me... It wasn't...- His breathing quickened as he dared himself to look over his shoulder.
The world seemed to freeze as he saw his very naked best friend sleeping soundlessly under a sheet. He gulped as dread and guilt over took him.
"Fuck," he whispered.
Shaking his head, he tried rushing to the bathroom that was joined to his bedroom. He grabbed whatever clothes he could, sighing in relief when the door finally closed.
-Shit, shit, shit!- He chanted in his head.
-Why, why! Fuck!- He growled, throwing his clothes to the floor.
-Why did it happen?! How the fuck did it happen!?- He kept questioning himself. He tried fighting the horrible headache that pounded in his head. Quickly running the tap of water, he splashed his face, hoping, wishing, that the things that occurred the night before was just a dream.
Testing himself, he sneaked the bathroom door open again, only to be disappointed when he saw Goten still sleeping soundlessly. Growling loudly, he banged the door shut.
On the other side of the door, Goten awoke from the noise. Still in a daze, he tried to figure out where he was.
-How could this have happened?- Trunks questioned himself as he stood under the hot running water. –Were we that fucking drunk? How did this happen? He's my bloody friend for fuck sakes!- He growled inwardly. –How could I have slept with him..?- He drifted.
To say he was mad would be an understatement. Confusion was probably a better word. He tried to place two and two together, trying to figure out how they could have gone that far. Sure, they have been drunk lots of times, but never in their lives have they done that.
-It must've been that stupid fucking game!- He concluded. He paused as he felt Goten's ki move around in his room. He tried to sense what his younger friend was doing. He sighed in relief when Goten's ki exited the room and headed down the hall. He was thankful; he didn't feel like looking his friend in the eye.
-How did this happen?- He asked himself again. –We're like brothers. We're best friends since forever. I've never had thoughts or feelings for him like this...- He tried making sense of what happened. –What the hell is his girlfriend going to think? Oh Kami...- He groaned, leaning back against the wall.
-Why? Why? Why?- He kept asking himself. –How?- He tried again. He couldn't concentrate properly as his head still sang. He knew it would be useless to think it through it with a hangover. He needed his mind clear to truly start analysing what had happened the night before.
So he stood under the water. He concentrated on how it splattered on his toned muscles and skin. He tried relaxing as the water massaged him gently. But his eyes shot open as the thoughts of Goten entered his mind once more.
-Those lips,- he sighed. –Who... Who knew Goten was such a good kisser?- He admitted inwardly. He couldn't lie that Goten had surprised him. He never knew the boy was so... experienced. He shrugged it off knowing very well that Goten would probably have more experience anyway as he always got to go out while Trunks had bigger problems to worry about; such as Capsule Corp.
His hand trailed up to his lips, his fingers gently stroking his still swollen mounds. His heart started beating as images popped into his mind. He tried to shrug off the thoughts of Goten jerking off in front of him, but couldn't help it as his hand trailed down. What was it about the scene that intrigued him? He had never found any guy in his life attractive, let alone his best friend. He bit his bottom lip as he wrapped a firm grip around his now hard member.
A knock at the door brought him back to reality. He sensed Marron's ki on the other side. He sighed, turning the cold water on quickly to remove any thoughts that seemed to enter his mind.
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"Hey, sorry for bugging you," Marron apologised as she watch the demi-Saiyan enter the bedroom. She was nice enough to make Trunks' bed and patiently wait for him.
"What's up?" Trunks asked, curious as to why she was there.
"I- Well," Marron sighed.
"I was in the kitchen with the two girls earlier on. They were hungry pretty early you see, so I had to make them some breakfast. But not long after I saw Goten rushing past. He seemed pretty upset," she explained.
Trunks just nodded, sitting down next to the bright blonde. The bed groaned under the pressure. He took a mental note to get a new mattress as memories flooded back to him.
"Do you by any chance know why? I mean, that's so unlike him," she frowned.
"No, I don't," Trunks lied. What else was he supposed to say? Yes, Goten rushing out without saying goodbye was very out of character, but he knew why. He knew that his younger friend had the same thoughts as him. Regret. Confusion. Uncertainty.
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