Goten left in the morning, Chi-Chi had insisted he eat the 30 sausages she'd cooked before he took off, but he left it at 25, he was too nervous.

He spent a minute in the front garden trying to locate Trunks' ki. He stood on the lawn and concentrated – at home, that was good.
'Thank god,' he thought, he wasn't sure he'd be able to show his face at Trunks' workplace again, even if what he said went well. Goten took off hoping it was early enough and he'd be high enough that no one would notice a dark-haired young man hurtling through the morning sky. Lost in thought, the next time Goten noticed himself he was touching down outside Trunks' apartment building. Nodding to the guy on the door, Goten headed for the elevator in the modern complex, getting in he pushed the button for the top floor. His heart was beating almost audibly in his chest as the doors opened and he found himself raising a fist up to knock on the only door on the top floor of the building, the fashionably decorated interior making him feel distinctly scruffy and unkempt.

Trunks opened the door with his hair stuck up, making Goten feel a little better, a 'what-the-hell-do-you-want?' look, of which his father could have been proud, was etched across his face. Realising who had knocked however, his features rearranged into genuine surprise as he stood a little straighter and tried to rid himself of the look of a person who hadn't slept much.

'Rough night?' Goten laughed.

'I didn't think you'd come' He said slowly.

'I wasn't sure I would either, to be honest' Goten said, he figured he might as well be open. He could see the hope in Trunks' eyes visibly dim.

'But I got to thinking after you called shotgun over the sky,' he continued teasingly, 'that we probably needed to talk.'

Trunks reddened across the bridge of his nose.

'Yeah sorry about tha-' he started. Seeming to realise they were still talking over the threshold, he motioned for Goten to come in and sit down.

Goten walked past his friend, suddenly finding himself trying not to look or think about the fact that he'd answered the door wearing only his boxer shorts, Goten frowned, he'd seen him in those a million times.

'That and less' A suggestive voice in his head reminded him. He subconsciously raised a hand to his mouth as if he'd said it aloud.

Trunks darted out of the room and returned a second later with a dressing gown, pulling it on as he sat facing Goten. 'What are you doing?' He asked him, Goten realised he still had his hand to his mouth as his brain whirred inappropriately, and fought to regain his composure.

'Being weird and having weird thoughts apparently,' He said, shaking it off, 'but it's probably best to worry about that later, I have a couple of things I really want to say.'

Trunks nodded, and sat up a little straighter.

'Firstly,' Goten began, 'Don't apologise, what you said was gutsy, and I think if I would have been the one to come out with that then I would have flown off in a hurry too.'

Trunks' blush deepened, the word cute floated across Goten's mind, it occurred to him he'd thought that before, was it possible he'd been wilfully ignoring this the whole time?

'Okay so, I have thought about guys before, I just hadn't thought about you, at least, I hadn't thought I had, but I don't want to jeopardise what essentially amounts to a lifetime of friendship.'

Trunks looked at his feet and sighed, 'Yeah I can see what you mean.' He accepted.

'Having said that, I think you're right, we have a connection that I don't think anyone on this planet can understand, and I think I'd be stupid to not even give this a try, so…

Trunks looked up frowning, a half hopeful look on his handsome face.

Here goes fucking nothing, Goten thought.

'...I propose a date, to see how we do, and if we can do this, I don't want to just plunge in with both feet.'

Trunks laughed, and his shoulders relaxed, 'You shit, why would you phrase it like that?'

Goten joined in, poking him in the side 'I dunno, knock you down to build you up? Because it was funny?'

Trunks shook his head and ran his hand through his hair, before getting up off the couch and approaching his friend, he leaned down apprehensively as Goten sat with baited breath, 'God maybe this is just too weird,' He thought.
But as Trunks pulled him into a hug, Goten's body seemed to relax, he let out the breath he'd been holding and hugged back. Noting to himself how it just kind of felt, right? Trunks leaned back and their faces hovered close to one another, Trunks seemed to change his mind however, and suddenly Goten could no longer feel his friend's warm breath on his face.

'I find your terms acceptable. Breakfast then?' Trunks said, letting him go and stepping back.

Goten didn't know whether he was relieved or disappointed, but decided the hug was probably a step enough for now.

'I've been to my mums, I had sausages'

'Your mums?!'

'Yeah it's been a super weird couple of days, you know she and Gohan knew?'

'How the hell did they know? I didn't even know!'

'I know! And they thought that was funny in some way.'

'The cheek of it! I've been in turmoil!'

Goten laughed, appreciating the honesty, and the conversation continued as if it were a day like any other. Trunks started on pancakes anyway and Goten started to think maybe this date wasn't such a bad idea.