Disclaimer: I am far too lazy to come up with such a complex series such as Dragon ball Z. I don't own it, nor do I wish I owned it, because that sounds like a lot of work...

Summary: 31 drabbles about Goten and Trunks' first summer as a couple.

Word count: 1115

Rated M for language, sexual scenes, etc. (not all drabbles will be M content though)

Our First Summer

Drabble #4- Fireworks (Revised)

Goten gave a loud yawn. He wasn't necessarily tired, but he was bored enough to fall asleep. He probably would've, but Trunks was here, and he had no choice but to stay awake for his boyfriend. They were sitting on his couch; Goten's head was resting in Trunks' lap (perhaps not the best position for someone dangerously close to sleeping), while Trunks' fingers brushed lazily through his spiky hair. Trunks was watching some television show, but Goten just didn't have the mental capacity necessary to meaningfully grasp the plot, which only served to bore him even further.

He trailed his eyes to look up at his boyfriend; well, there was certainly one way he could pass the time...

He reached his hand up, and thread his fingers through the other's hair. He pulled him down gently, and connected their lips in a chaste kiss.

Trunks pulled away, and breathed against his lips, "bored?"

Goten nodded, and with a hint of seduction in his tone whispered back, "yeah."

Now, any normal person would've taken the hint for what it was, and continued on with the pleasant kissing. Unfortunately, Goten was not dating a normal person, and found himself understandingly stunned when the warm thighs underneath his head were replace with the plushness of the couch. He glared up at Trunks, but the other boy paid him no mind.

"Come on, I've got something I want to show you," he said, already turning and walking out the front door. Goten grumbled as he reluctantly followed after him.

How could someone so smart, be so dense?

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It was a very warm night. The dark blue sky was completely cloudless, and illuminated by the half-moon shining overhead. Goten sighed. He had no idea where Trunks was taking him, and couldn't help but wonder if wherever they were going would be better than simply flying through this beautiful night.

It didn't matter he guessed, as long as it kept him entertained, and Trunks knew him well enough to know what Goten considered a good time.

(Not well enough, apparently, since he hadn't picked up on how obviously Goten wanted to—)

"Watch where you're going!"

Goten snapped back to attention, and only just barely managed to swerve out of the way of the Statue of Liberty's torch.

His confusion doubled. "Why are we in the United States?"

"Because," Trunks called out, "it's July 4th."

"Uh... so?"

Trunks chuckled. "You'll see."

Goten huffed, annoyed by the mystery, but dutifully continued to follow him. It was a bit more flying until finally Trunks came to a stop, and dropped down onto the rooftop of a building. Goten touched down next to him, and looked over the landscape. In the distance he could see an amusement park.

"What's so special about the 4th of July?" He knew of America's independence from Australia... or something like that, but what did that have to do with the amusement park, or hell this rooftop for that matter?

"Just wait for it," Trunks hushed him with his finger, not breaking eye contact with the park.

Goten cocked his eyebrow and nearly asked what exactly he was waiting for, until the sound of a rocket going off, grabbed his attention.

It wasn't a rocket, but rather a red light. The light zoomed up into the air, exploding into a bouquet of sparks with a loud boom.

They were fireworks!

"Wow!" Goten exclaimed, and Trunks beamed in triumphant. More were shooting into the air, different colors exploding across the night sky. For several moment he simply watched the show of lights, until a thought crossed through Goten's mind.

With a smile, he turned to his companion. "Hey, Trunks, want to have some more fun?"

Trunks narrowed his eyes, "I'm not having sex with you on this rooftop with the fireworks exploding in the background. And no, it's not as romantic as it sounds."

Goten laughed, because that did kind of sound romantic in his head. "No, I was going to say we could fly through the fireworks! Way to jump to conclusions, babe. You have such a dirty mind."

Trunks ignored his last comment. "Um, you do know that most fireworks are made from gunpowder, right? Fireworks obviously burn skin. I mean it has fire in the name..."

Goten rolled his eyes. "Not if we go super saiyan! Come on, it'll be fun!"

"We're going to get caught," Trunks frowned, but powered up to super saiyan anyway.

"No we won't. Now come on!" Goten exclaimed as he flashed up the super saiyan as well. He leapt off the building and sped towards the exploding lights, Trunks following close behind him.

As soon as Goten was in the fireworks range, he was suddenly hit with sparkles of blue. He giggled a bit; it tickled!

The gunshot-like sounds were so loud that he could barely hear Trunks' laughter, but he could definitely see him. Trunks was zooming through an array of golden lights, his face in a large open-mouthed smile as he spun around in them. Goten smiled at the sight—there was nothing more captivating than Trunks' having fun.

He had no idea how long they were flying around, but by the way the fireworks were growing larger and more extravagant, he guessed that the grand final was near. He turned to face Trunks' direction. The elder didn't seem to notice that the light show was coming to an end, or the fact that his clothing had rips and tears in them. Nope, he only smiled as the flashes of color nipped at his skin and blonde hair.

Goten flew into Trunks' direction, and slammed straight into him, wrapping his arms around him. Their conjoined bodies spun in the air for a moment, before they came to a complete stop.

"What the hell, Goten?" Trunks questioned, his false green eyes widening.

"I know something we could do that will be way more romantic than screwing on a dirty rooftop," Goten claimed with a grin. Looking down, he waited for the final fireworks to go off. Taking Trunks' earlier advice, he was determined to time each second right. He smiled as he saw the approaching white light, and grabbed Trunks' chin.

Just as the white fireworks reached them, he pressed their lips together. The sky was completely bright, as though it were daytime, and the crowd below them was shouting so loud that it could've been heard all the way up there. Goten didn't notice though, because all he could think about was Trunks, whose arms were wrapped around him, and whose tongue was brushing against his own.

Screw fireworks. All he really needed was Trunks to have a good time.

End