Chapter Ten - Tribulations & Tenkaichi:
Author's Note: The next few chapters will take place during the final two sagas in DBGT, with some filler scenes that are original. Like earlier chapters, I will give a brief overview of what's going on in the universe, but won't dive in with a plot overview. I think Amazon is streaming GT if you want to watch the episodes.
As a note, I know a few people have mentioned the relationship bracket between Trunks, Goten, and Paresu. While this fiction is rated M, I don't want every chapter to be a lemon (or even hint at one). So please be patient, I promise it'll be worth it :)
It was the same damn dream every night. Trunks groaned as he blinked up at the dark ceiling. He turned his head to the left to read the clock. 4:37. Two whole hours before he was supposed to get up.
Every night for the past few weeks since he returned to Earth, he had the same dream. A dark-haired woman with soft, pink lips, that teased him over and over again. Trunks closed his eyes, trying to remember every detail of tonight's torture. The curve of her breasts, the soft creamy skin. He could almost imagine the smell of her perfume and the feel of her lips against his body.
Why the fuck does it have to be her?
It was bad enough when the dreams were about someone he knew, but her? Goten would kill him if he knew.
Trunks stared down at the bulge in his briefs and sighed. Deciding that sleep was off the table, the lavender-haired man lept out of bed and walked towards his private bathroom. As he started the shower, Trunks kicked off his underwear and pulled a towel from the cupboard.
Looks like I'm getting an early start today.
Pan slapped her alarm clock on the second buzz and lept out of bed with a grin on her face. Today was the Tenkaichi Budōkai, and she was finally old enough to compete in the adult's division. Pan ran over to her closet and pulled out her fighting Gi, an orange uniform similar to the one her grandfather, father, and uncle used to train in.
As she slipped into her blue training shoes and pulled her long black hair in a ponytail, the young teenager looked in the mirror with a smile and grinned at her reflection, "You've got this, Pan."
"Pan, breakfast is ready!" her mother called from the kitchen. Pan ran downstairs to see her father and grandparents eating breakfast in the dining room, her mother bringing over a large serving of eggs and pancakes. The teenager kissed everyone's cheek before grabbing a plate and serving herself a healthy portion, but not before noticing a family member missing.
"Where's Uncle Goten?" Pan asked.
"I think he stayed with his girlfriend last night. Maybe they'll join us after the tournament for dinner." Gohan replied, turning a page in the Satan City Chronicles.
ChiChi snorted, "I hope they're being careful. I'd hate for them to have children before they're married."
"Mom, let's not go there right now. Today is Pan's day." Gohan chuckled lightly, but eyed his mother carefully. If he pushed back too hard she would explode and take it out on everyone. But if he answered just right, she would back down.
"You're right, Gohan!" she nodded and turned to her granddaughter, "I'm so proud of you, Pan. If you win, you'll be able to use that money in college and become a scholar. Just like your father!"
"Thanks Grandma, but I don't want to be a scholar."
Goku looked up from his food, a piece of bacon hanging from his lips, "You can be a fighter like me or your Grandpa Hercule!"
Pan shook her head, "Maybe, but I'm fifteen gramps! I have time to think about it. Right Papa?"
"That's right, and whatever you do your mom and I will be proud," Gohan reassured. Videl brought in a second platter of food, which all three saiyans helped themselves to eagerly. ChiChi took Videl's place in the kitchen, letting the younger woman grab a plate for herself before all the food was demolished. Once the meal was clear, they took off in the sky car towards Papaya Island.
The light streamed in through the windows in the small apartment, waking Goten from his slumber. The young man stretched and looked around the room to see clothes thrown upon the floor from the previous night, and a sleeping Paresu to his right. The brunette was breathing softly, with one arm tucked under her head and the other across his chest, her legs tangled with his.
I'm one lucky son of a bitch, he thought. Goten smiled smugly to himself as he thought of their escapades the previous night. With one hand, he began to rub her thigh up and down, indulging in the feeling of her soft skin and kissed her forehead softly, knowing that it would be enough to wake the light sleeper. Paresu murmured softly and snuggled closer to her boyfriend.
"Hey sexy," he whispered, knowing that she loved the nickname.
"Mhmmm, what time is it?"
Goten pulled away and picked up his cellphone, "It's a little after 10."
She yawned and removed herself from his embrace, the bed sheets falling to her lap as she sat up, "So late?"
"Well, we didn't get to sleep until it was pretty late," Goten emphasized with a grin, taking in her naked glory. Following his stare, the brunette smirked and leaned in for a long kiss. She playfully teased his lips with the tip of her tongue as she pulled away, giving him a delicious smile.
"So besides me, what do you want to do today?"
"Well, we could get food."
"Goten, do you only think about sex and food?"
"What can I say, I like to eat," he wiggled his eyebrows at her, earning a giggle from the brunette until his stomach grumbled.
"How does brunch sound?" she suggested. Noticing his reaction at the idea of food, she placed another quick kiss on his lips and moved to get out of bed, but Goten flipped her over so he was hovering over her.
The young demi saiyan leaned down to kiss her lips, his tongue slipping in to meet hers. She ran her hands and moaned into the kiss as his hands moved to cup and squeeze her breasts. As he moved to lick and nip at her neck, the brunette's breathing became heavier and ragged. Goten slowly began to move down her body, trailing soft kisses against her breasts and stomach, before nuzzling at the junction between her thighs and giving her a roguish grin.
"We're not going to make it to brunch."
Trunks sank lower into his seat as the board of directors discussed quarterly projections. After his cold shower, he had enjoyed a silent breakfast with his father, before the older man returned to the Gravity Chamber for training, and Trunks had a few hours to catch up on the briefs and spending reports that had piled up on his desk. What was originally scheduled to be a half hour meeting had quickly become two hours. Trunks had tried texting his secretary privately looking for any reason, even a false emergency, to get him out of the cramped conference room. But either she was working on other deliverables (less likely) or his mother had intercepted her and instructed the younger woman not to give in (very likely).
The demisaiyan leaned back in his chair, his mind searching for the perfect distraction, before it dawned on him. The young man stood up and firmly placed his hands on the table, earning the attention from the board, "Gentleman, I'm going to take a leave of absence. Not sure how long I'm going to be gone, but it's effective immediately."
The room remained silent for several moments, but Trunks remained firm. As he began to worry that they would call his bluff, panic ensued and the chairmen began arguing back and forth. Trunks watched the chaos unfold before him with a smile on his lips, before quietly exiting to the terrace and taking off towards Papaya Island. As he took off in the air, he discarded his restricting suit jacket and necktie.
Maybe I'll get there in time to enter myself.
At a popular burger joint in West City, a young woman sat alone at a table, playing with her phone while waiting for her boyfriend to return with their lunches. If it wasn't for his voracious appetite and her desolate fridge, they wouldn't have made it out of the apartment until dinner.
"Sorry it took so long, 'Su" Goten said setting two trays with down on the table. One tray had a pile of cheeseburgers and fries, with the other have a single cheeseburger and sweet potato fries.
"No problem," Paresu smiled and tucked her phone into her purse, "But babe, how do you expect me to eat this? There's no forks or knives…"
"You eat it with your hands, silly!"
"And you know I can't eat bread." she said with a raised eyebrow.
"I got you a gluten-free bun," he grinned, picking up the first of his burgers, "Do you want me to demonstrate?"
"Please do… wait, Goten, look who's on TV!" Paresu said, her attention diverted to the television mounted in the corner. Goten lowered his cheeseburger to look at the screen, seeing Mr. Satan talking with the tournament announcer.
"Mr. Satan, there's a rumor floating around that you're going to retire after today competition. Can you confirm if the rumors are true?" the interviewer asked, pointing his mic at Hercule.
"Yes, the rumors are true." Hercule nodded, "I'm not getting any younger, so I plan to retire today and let the champion take my place as World Champion and protector."
"This is shocking news! Do you have any thoughts on who the new champion will be?"
The couple continued to watch the interview with half interest, both hungrily eating the food in front of them. As Paresu dipped a fry in a dipping sauce, she gave her boyfriend a cheeky smile, "So are you going to become the new World Champion."
'Hah! As long as I don't compete in the World Tournament, I don't have to take his place" Goten crumbled the wrapper of his second burger, opening his third and biting in hungrily.
"Well, you're my champion."
"Thanks babe, I love you" he said, his mouth full of food.
She shook her head at his manners, knowing it was useless to reprimand him, "I love you too."
Pan sat with her parents, grandparents, and Trunks in the stadium enjoying an assortment of popcorn and sweets as they watched the semifinals of the tournament. During Pan's match, Trunks had joined the group, having taken a "vacation," from Capsule Corporation. Although he was too late to enter the ring, the young saiyan was happy to join the Son family in the festivities.
"So who do you think is going to win, Pan?" Gohan asked his daughter. During her match, Pan had forfeited, having decided that she didn't want to claim her grandfather's title as "World Protector."
Pan pulled the lollipop from her mouth and give it a quick lick, "If Majuub makes it to the final round, and it's him and Grandpa Hercule… I don't know. I mean obviously Majuub is stronger, but Buu would never want to hurt Grandpa."
"My money is on Uub," Trunks offered, tossing a few kernels in his mouth. On the stadium, the round had just finished, Majuub having been announced as the finalist to fight Hercule, "Thank god he took that ridiculous Papaya Man outfit off."
"Hey I thought it was cool!" Gohan turned to Trunks with a confused expression.
"Gohan, you thought your Great Saiyaman costume was "rad."
"Because it was!" Gohan pouted and turned to Videl, "Right sweetheart?"
In response, Videl sipped her drink and raised an eyebrow at her husband, before turning away to hide her laughter. Gohan sighed and lowered his head, I was cool.
"So after the tournament, are we going to get dinner?" Pan asked, looking between her parents. The two nodded at her and her grandfather turned to face them, his attention captured by the mention of food.
"Can we go to that all you can eat yakiniku place?" Goku grinned, "The one with the really great beef tongue."
"Sounds good to me, Goku. Let me pick up the tab." Trunks offered to the cheers of the older Son, before pulling out his cellphone, "I'll see if Goten is free too." Trunks exited the seating area as the phone rang, wanting to be in a quieter area to better hear his friend.
"Hey Trunks," a warm, feminine voice answered, throwing Trunks off. It took him a moment to realize who he was talking to.
"Oh, uhhhh, hey Paresu," he stammered, before swallowing, "I meant to call Goten, wanted to see if he wanted to get dinner with everyone. You too, if you're around!"
She giggled on the other end, "He's in the bathroom. We just had lunch, but you know Goten and his never ending appetite. I'd count on him joining you guys."
Trunks looked at his watch and raised an eyebrow, "It's almost three, that's a little late for lunch."
"Yeah, we stayed up pretty late last night."
"Oh, doing what?" Trunks asked before mentally cursing himself.
"Ummm," she paused, "Just hanging out. Anyways, Goten's back, hold on." He heard her say his name on the other end of the line before Goten answered.
"Hey man, so dinner tonight?"
"Yup, your dad mentioned yakiniku. You down?" Trunks grinned, as he leaned over the railing to watch the tournament. Mr. Satan and Majuub had entered the ring and were doing warm ups as the crowd rallied.
"You know it, what time?"
"Well it's the final match now. So maybe meet us in two hours at Manpuku!" Trunks hung up the phone after Goten agreed to dinner, and returned to his seat to watch the match play out.
To Trunk's surprise, Mr. Satan overpowered Majuub and held his title of champion, earning raucous cheers from the stadium's spectators. The Son family and Trunks hurried out of the arena as the crowd swarmed to the arena, hoping to get a photo with the Earth's multi time champion. As the group walked towards the restaurant, Trunks hung behind to watch Goku and Chichi congratulate Pan on her fights in the budokai, as well as Gohan and Videl strolling hand in hand.
The lavender-haired man couldn't help but smile at the scene of his friends and second family in front of him.
I may not have her, but damn do I have it good.