Ch 24
Goten was meditating in the mountains before work but ended up falling asleep. When he woke up, his eyes widened as he realized he had 30 minutes to get to work. Flying at top speed, he made it just in time.
"How can I help you today? Krillin, hey it's nice to see you," said Goten.
"Hey Goten, it's good to see you to. It looks like you got the best job on the planet."
Goten laughed. "You can definitely say that so what can I get you?"
"Well I'm kind of in a bad place with 18 right now. She loves cheesecake, and I thought I could use it as an ice breaker"
"Sure thing Krillin. Do you want the original cheesecake or do you think she'd like chocolate cheesecake or raspberry?"
"Oh it's got to be chocolate for sure. Thanks Goten," he said as Goten wrapped it up for him and he paid for it. "Is there anything else Krillin? You look like you got something on your mind."
"How long is your shift?"
"I get off in 10 minutes. Do you think you can wait?"
"Sure."
Walking silently in the city, Goten waited for Krillin to say something, but it wasn't looking like he was going to talk anytime soon. "Krillin?"
"Oh well right so Yamcha told me something interesting yesterday. You and Trunks are sleeping together?"
"Yes, but I'd rather not talk about it. Things are complicated between us now."
"My daughter expressed interest in Trunks, and he turned her down. I guess I finally know why. She's taking it pretty hard. Secretly I'm glad he refused her. It's just hard for me to see my Marron with any guy without wanting to rip their heads off. Anyway I have to hand it Trunks. He knows what he wants. I mean he answered her with absolute certainty and in a gentleman way. I mean sure he would probably treat my daughter right, but he doesn't love her."
"Thanks for the talk Krillin," he smiled as they ended up at Krillin's house. They both could see 18 glaring daggers at Goten. "Well I'd invite you in but it looks like my wife might kill you," he laughed nervously.
"She knows to, huh?"
"My wife and Marron. They're both furious, and it's not your fault. See you around Goten!" said Krillin as he walked nervously towards his house.
"Bye Krillin," he said as he made his way to the Briefs home.
At some point on his walk he sensed a presence that had been following him. He stopped in his tracks as he sensed the energy out. His eyes widened. 'Why is grandpa following me? Well I'm going to find out,' he thought as he made his way down a deserted alleyway.
"Why are you following me grandpa?" asked Goten as he turned around to face the Ox King.
"Your mother wants you to come home and I'm here to make sure it happens."
"That's ridiculous. You can't force me to come home." When he saw his grandpa coming at him, he froze. "Wait, what are you—UH!" he yelled as his body crashed into the fence behind him. Before he could get up, he felt himself pushed down by the Ox King, his hands around his throat.
"You well come home Goten, one way or another!" he yelled.
Goten struggled to breathe, but he calmed himself down and used his leg to kick him off of him. Sitting up, he caught his breath and stood up quickly to defend himself. "Yo—you could have killed me!" Goten yelled. "What is wrong with you? Do you hate me so much that my death would satisfy you?"
"I'm not here to kill you but knock some sense into you Goten."
"You want to punish me for the decision I made that day, but it's not going to accomplish anything. Trunks will always be my best friend, and I will always be bonded to him. You need to accept it and move on."
"AHHH!" yelled the Ox King as he came at Goten once again.
"Please grandpa," said Goten as he blocked another one of his attacks, "don't make me do something I'll regret."
"You should regret sleeping with that delinquent—AHHHH!" yelled the Ox King as he kicked him hard in the stomach.
"He's NOT a delinquent!" Goten yelled. "Now stop this and go home."
"No. You will understand that you have disrespected your family by lying down with HIM."
"You and mom are the only ones who have a problem with it, and it's not my problem."
"You know deep down he doesn't love you."
"No, I know he loves me. I—
"You don't love him."
"I—I don't know how I feel," he sighed. "I think it's time you went home grandpa."
Goten watched his grandfather take off in his car, and Goten continued to walk home with a heavy heart. His grandpa had shown questionable behavior to him today by putting his hands on him in anger.
"Goten."
Goten didn't know when he arrived until he heard a familiar voice. "Oh hey Vegeta."
"What happened to you? You look like hell."
Goten smiled sadly and sighed. "My grandpa attacked me, not to train but to tell me how much he hates me."
"Well I hope you beat the hell out of him," he smirked.
"I wanted to so badly. I think I wanted to kill him for hating me because I don't know how anyone can hate their own blood."
"I hated my father."
"Really?"
"Yes, he betrayed our home planet and gave our race to Freiza to serve. Freiza killed my father the first time around of course, and I felt nothing. It wasn't even the worse thing my father had done. After I was born, he killed my mother. When he told me, he said it was because she would make me weak."
"That's horrible. I'm sorry for your loss Vegeta."
"Don't become filled with hate like the Ox King. He has his own issues to deal with that are none of your concern. You need to concentrate on what you want."
Goten smiled. "Thanks of Vegeta. I should probably get cleaned up."
"You're making dinner."
"Yes sir," said Goten before he let himself in the house.
The shower washed away the blood and the dirt, but he could still see the scars. He smiled. 'It was nice talking to Vegeta. Msn he sure has changed a lot over the years. His family is lucky to have him. I can tell how much they love him.'
Changing into some fresh clothes, Goten put his dirty clothes in the hamper in the bathroom. Making his way downstairs, he saw the kitchen in his sites and rushed into it to see Vegeta all ready at the table, waiting for his meal.
"Don't worry Vegeta I'm on it!" said Goten as he rushed around the kitchen.
"Don't hurt yourself I'll be patient," said Vegeta as he picked up the newspaper and looked to see what would interest him.
"Hey daddy, Goten, oh my god what happened to you?" asked Bulla.
"It's no big deal, just got into a scuffle on the way here," said Goten as he watched over his pots and pans like a hawk.
"A scuffle?" said Uub. "I don't think so. There's not too many people that can leave cuts and bruises on your body."
"What does it matter? I handled it so lets move on ok."
"Ok sorry I said anything," said Uub as he sat down along with Bulla at the table.
"You know you don't have to give my boyfriend attitude," said Bulla.
"Sorry Bulla, Uub."
"So, is Trunks and Bulma coming home anytime soon?" asked Goten.
"Well mom is out with her friends and who knows about Trunks. He's either working late at the office, or he's early home."
Goten smiled. "Dinner is served," said Goten as he watched everyone dig in before he wrapped up Trunks' portion. Sitting down, he joined the family in eating.
Dinner was gone as Vegeta went to do some more training in the GR while Bulla and Uub went upstairs to finish their assignments for school. Goten was left to clean the dishes, and he didn't mind. The quiet felt nice for a change and before he could enjoy it, he heard the door open and footsteps coming his way, and he knew who it was as he put the wrapped up food at the table with some tea.
Trunks smiled, seeing dinner before him. "Thanks Goten," he sighed, "I'm beat," he said as he sat down at the table.
"No problem," said Goten as he put the last dish away in the cupboard and turned and instantly he felt Trunks' feelings change.
"What happened to you Goten?"
"Will you eat first and then I'll tell you?"
"Fine," grumbled Trunks.
"Trunks, you need to calm down. I'm all right. I talked to your dad."
"Well he has been more talkative these days. He can be surprisingly helpful but that doesn't explain what happened to you today?"
After Trunks finished his meal and insisted to wash his own dishes, they made their way into the living room and sat down.
"Grandpa and I got into a fight which he initiated, but I took care of it. There's nothing left to tell. I'm ok."
"Sure it's ok for him to put his hands on his grandson in hate. I can see the strangulation marks on your neck Goten and this far from ok."
"Do—do you think he was trying to kill me?"
"No, he wouldn't do that. He knows your family would be devastated. I think he was trying to scare you."
"He wanted me to come back home. He didn't possibly think he could beat me and drag me home, did he?"
"No, I don't think so. He seems very angry though," said Trunks.
"It was very startling to see him that way."
"Are you sure you're ok?"
"I'll be all right," Goten said as he got up from the couch. "I think I'm going to turn in. Goodnight Trunks," said Goten as headed up the stairs.
"Goodnight chibi," said Trunks as opened the sliding door and went outside to get some air.
Getting into a meditative pose on the grass, Trunks let a breath in and then out as he concentrated in quelling his overwhelming rage towards the Ox King. He wanted nothing more than to fly over to Mt. Paozu and beat the crap out of the Ox King until he wasn't breathing anymore. The thought startled him as he opened his eyes, but he closed them once again to calm his emotions.
Vegeta came out if the GR to see his son's struggle as he meditated. His body shook with rage as his hair became blond, and he knew if his son were to open his eyes, they would be teal. His hand rested on his son's shoulder. "Trunks," he said as his son came back to lavender hair and blue eyes.
"Father," he said as he looked at Vegeta. "I hope I didn't interrupt your training."
"No, but I can see your struggle son. He is your mate and the thought of anyone putting their hands on him makes you furious, but you need to control yourself before you do something you regret."
Trunks sighed. "I figured meditation would help, but I couldn't clear my thoughts. The rage was too powerful to sedate."
"You need to find what relaxes you Trunks. What keeps you in control and away from you're raging thoughts."
"Thanks father," he said as he acknowledged Trunks with a grunt.
Trunks came out of the shower and felt it had somehow relaxed him, but his body still felt tense and on edge as he sat on his bed in nothing but a towel. Before he could get up and get dressed, a knock came to his door.
"Come in Goten," he said as he saw him blush. "What are you doing here? I thought you were turning in for the night."
"I was, but I couldn't sleep because you're energy is chaotic and I thought I could help," said Goten as he got on the bed and sat in back of Trunks. His hands rested on Trunks' shoulders as he starts to message the tense muscles.
Trunks groaned. "That feels good chibi," he smiled. "Thanks for doing this."
"No problem but you are pretty tense," he said as he moved his hands to his back. "Just relax, close your eyes, and concentrate on something pleasant," Goten said as Trunks closed his eyes and did what he was told.
Trunks concentrated on a time when they were children. They were lying in a field with nothing but the tranquility of nature around them. Looking over to the seven year old Goten, eight year old Trunks smiled. He swore he could see a light surround him that he just wanted to be a part of.
"Trunks, why are you staring at me like that?"
"Huh, oh sorry I thought I saw something on your face. It's gone now," said Trunks as he rolled over with his back facing his best friend.
"Are you ok Trunks?"
How could he tell him that at just eight years old that he had feelings for him and that it scared him to death. He shook his head. No, he knew Goten couldn't possibly understand.
"I'm fine chibi. You worry too much. Come on lets spar," said Trunks as he stood up.
"Ok!" said an excited Goten.
"Are you ready?"
"Set."
"Go!" they both said.
Trunks came out if his trance as he opened his eyes to see himself tucked into bed with the lights off in his room. Looking beside him, he found Goten sleeping right beside him on his bed. Bringing his arm from under the blanket, he wrapped it around Goten's waist, bringing his body close to his. Pressed up against him, Trunks could feel Goten's arousal and he couldn't help himself as he moved his arm from around his waist, bringing his hand down his pants, massaging his member as he grinds against Goten's sleeping body.
"Ah, AH! Tr—Trunks!" he moaned as arched his body into Trunks'.
"Just relax chibi," he said as he took off his own boxers and pants while still messaging Goten.
"Wh—what about m—my oh! My pants?" Goten panted.
"Do—don't worry about that," said Trunks as he ripped Goten's pants right off him right along with his boxers. Trunks lined himself up with Goten's backside and entered him roughly, startling Goten. "S—sorry I got a little too excited."
"I—I uh just move Trunks, please," he breathed.
"Ok," said Trunks as he moved inside him like his life depended on it, hearing the wonderful noises of his mate in his embrace. It only spurred Trunks to increase his movements.
"Gah! Oh GOD TRUNKS!" he screamed as he felt Trunks come inside him and felt his own orgasm spill upon the bed.
Trunks felt a little overdressed as he took his shirt off and then moved his arms to back around Goten's waist. He buried his nose into the skin of Goten's next, memorizing his scent. He sighed. "Goten."
"Maybe you should come out of me first Trunks."
"Didn't that just happen?" smirked Trunks as he pulled out of Goten, hearing him whimper from the loss of heat inside him.
Goten rolled over on his back and sat up to take off his shirt before lying back down. Goten laughed. "Yo—you are just full of it Trunks," he said as he watched Trunks pull the covers over their bodies.
"I know," he smiled as he relaxed his arms behind his head. "I'm just sorry I got a bit carried away."
"I—it's ok," blushed Goten who was lying on his stomach. "I mean I've never been with someone who was excited to be with me, even when I was dating Valese, I was excited to see her and spend time with her, but she never felt the same way," he sighed. "I gave everything I had to that relationship."
"Were you in love with her?" Trunks asked as he looked at Goten.
"I don't know. I never had the chance to find out."
"You think if she never cheated on you, you would know in time if you did love her?"
"In my heart I believe she wouldn't be the one I fell in love with. I didn't see myself growing old with her. Well I'm tired. Goodnight Trunks."
"Goodnight Goten," Trunks said as he turned over in bed with a smile on his face.