Authors' notes: And I'm back from being gone with more goodies!!

Warnings: Cursing, mild embarrasment for one of the charachters (guess who?)

Discoveries and Arguments

In an empty hallway of the hospital, Trunks was currently pacing a hole in the floor. He was scared. Scared his mother would die. Scared that it would happen again.
He had been dreaming of this. A dark beast chasing and attacking his mother and then suddenly Gohan had stood there. And he had had advanced on him and pounced on him. And strangley enough, it had been good. And the way Gohan had used his tongue and hands, it had been a miracle that he had woken up at the sound of the telephone.
He blushed as he thought about what happened in the dream.
By the way why would he have a dream about a guy he barely knew? It's not that I like him so why should I care.
Then, the door of the operating room opened and a rather old looking doctor stepped out. "Mister Briefs?" He asked. "Yes, what's wrong with my mother? Did she survive? I mean she didn't... Didn't... Die?" He wanted some answers yes, but he was afraid of what the answer would be.
The doctor smiled friendly and shook his head. "No, no. No worries there young man. Your mother's fine now. Though she may be still suffering from the anesthetic. No, what I wanted to ask is, do you know what might have occured this night?" "Umm, no sir. I was in bed when you called. Why?" Trunks became slightly frantic again and increased when he heard the answer of the doctor. "Well, apparently she has been attacked by a huge animal. It's the only way I can explain the giant bite and scratch marks on her body. It looks like a big dog attacked her, or a wolf but that's impossible." He sighed. " We better wait 'til your mother is awake again. Maybe she'll remember something. You can go in now for a while."

Trunks timidly opened the door and stepped inside. His heart clenched at the sight of his mother, hooked up to all those machines, and slowly he walked over and sat down next to her. He gently took her hand and watched her all the while.
Tomorrow he had school though he didn't think he would manage to concentrate...

The next day:

He woke up late in the morning. The whole night he had sat next to his mother's bed, holding her hand. Only when Jack had come did he go to bed and now he had slept in. In other words he was late to school.
He washed and ate his breakfast in a very slow tempo. Jack had already called to school to explain the problem and they had been very understanding.
When he arrived at the school, he saw no outside the building. Figures, actually, when you thought about it.
He entered the building and when straight to his class. He didn't need nor want the fuss of the school principal or he secretary. But when he entered the classroom he realized they weren't the only ones making a fuss of it.
Everybody, including the teacher, immediatley shut up. They had, obviously, been talking about him and his predicament.
"Uhhh... Ah yes mister Briefs. Take your seat.... I am truly sorry for your loss." Trunks only gave him a weird look. His teacher talked like his mother was already dead!!
Fuming he went to sit next to Goten, the only place available. "hey, man. How's she?" Goten asked quitly. "Fine, for now." He answered. Goten didn't press for more information and Trunks was quite glad for that. He didn't think he was ready for the questions that he knew would be fired towards him today.
After the first half of the day, Trunks was already fed up with the attention he got. It's not like they would like it when their mothers were attacked and hospitalized. He thought angrily.
Quickly he rushed passed some students who tried to stop him and locked himslef in in the bathroom.
He leaned against the door and sighed gratefully. Thank god he was rid of them for a while.
Suddenly, he heared a groan. His eyes snapped open and he surveyed the room. He didn't hear that, right? But then, the noise was back again. Louder and more guttural. Trunks thought of going back outside and let whoever the guy was do what he wanted in peace, but the thought of all those questions stopped him.
Slowly he walked to the door where the sound was coming from.
He waited a second, but when he heared a groan again, he pushed open the door and came face to face with... O shit, o shit, o shit. Why didn't I just call out? Why did I open this fucking door. Why oh why am I seeing what I'm seeing...
This and a lot more qeustions and reprimands flew through Trunks' head when he saw Gohan zipping his pants, beetred. No wonder, Trunks thought, I just caught him jerking of in the schools' toilets... Shit I caught him jerking of in the school's toilets!!! Why, of all people, does this have to happen to me?
Just then he realized that Gohan was glaring at him and was talking. "What the hell do you think you're doing! You little shit! You stupid little shit, don't you realize the toilets are private!!" That rant snapped Trunks out of his dazed stupor. And he became angry himslf. "It's not like it's normal for people to jerk themselves of in the toilets either. People have rooms for that you know!"
"Yeah? Well, eat this little shit!" Gohan screamed and suddenly Trunks was pinned to the wall, by the scurf of his shirt. Just my luck to get in this situation on today of all days. He thought bitterly as he struggled to be put down again.
Right now, he was staring straight into the black eyes of Gohan. And what a nice set of eyes he's got. Trunks thought involuntary. Then, he noticed Gohan's lips were moving. And a while later there was also sound again.
"You ever try to pull a stunt like this again and I'll skin you alive. Got it!" Gohan snarled and dropped Trunks to the floor.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it." He dusted of his pants and looked at Gohan. He still seemed to be seething with anger, but he had calmed down a bit or so Trunks hoped. "Gohan, I..." But he didn't get to finish his sentence as Gohan roughly pushed pass him and exited the bathroom. Great, now I gave him another reason to hate me. Sighing he went to his next class. He hoped that everything would clear out at the end of the day.

God forbid it, he had done it again!!! But this time it hadn't been his fault. No, that stupid little prick just had to come and interrupt his moment of pure ectasy. And off course, with his own lack of self control, he had scared the kid. Now that would make the kid think twice about approaching him again!
But that smell, that intoxicating smell. Now he was sure it was the boy who gave it off and that it wasn't some imagination of his mind. But it's too dangerous. I can't let him get too close. I can't!
He pushed himself of off the wall he had been leaning on and went outside the premises of the school yard. He wasn't going to sit in class all day long, thinking about hwat a big mistake he had made. No way.
So he wandered of, remembering just now it had been the boy he had been fantasizing about when he was jerking of. He stopped dead in his tracks. Shit, shit shit. I think it's already too late hmm. I've already let him in. Well, I'll have to do something about that. And with those thoughts in mind he wandered of.

Authors' notes: Well, so Trunks and Gohan didn't get the serious talk I was thinking about. More like a full blown conversation of where to jerk of. Sometimes, I scare myself even. My hands just typed what they wanted it seemed. :p

Next time:

The beast is hungry and sneaks into a house.
(And what is Gohan planning? Read the 'next time' in the next chapter)

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