(32) Trunks and Goten's home…
He couldn't stop himself from crying as he started making dinner. He had tissues on standby if he needed to use them. He heard a key in the lock and knew Trunks was home. He managed to calm himself down, wiped his face, and throw away the snot filled tissues. He took a breath as he set the food on plates. He turned to the fridge just as Trunks came in the door. He took out a beer for Trunks and a soda for him, and he turned back around to see Trunks's worried face.
"What?"
"You were crying." He came beside his boyfriend and held him in his arms. "It's ok Goten. He felt Goten's arms tighten around his body. His body was pressed into his, and he groaned. "G-Goten." He was breathing heavily as Goten pressed his lips to his in a rough, passionate kiss. He pulled away instantly.
"We should eat."
They sat down together and ate. Trunks was eating when he noticed Goten was just moving his food with his fork. "Goten, lets talk about this."
"I wish you hadn't done anything Trunks. I wish you would have left it alone."
"I couldn't Goten. Those guys hurt you, and I couldn't let them get away with it."
"Was it worth it?" Trunks looked at the tears building in Goten's eyes. He quickly wiped them away. "You're leaving everyone behind you. Friends, family, and—
"You."
"You're going to be an uncle. You're probably going to miss their birth and holding them in your arms."
"They will have their parents and loved ones around. I won't be in jail forever." He looked around the room. "You don't have to stay here while I'm gone."
"I'm not living with my parents."
"I didn't say that, but you could live with mine. I'm sure my mom would love to have you."
"I know she would Trunks. She would take in a stray cat."
"So, at least think about it. I would be happy to know you're not alone."
"What about the rent on the place."
"It's all covered Goten. You won't have to worry about the place."
"I promise to think about it."
"That's all I ask, so what happed at your parent's place?"
"Well mom couldn't stop herself from speaking her opinion."
"That bad, huh?"
"Yeah, but Pan's doing well. She made gingerbread at school today and that reminds me about tomorrow night. We have a tradition in the mountain area. A tree contest and I want you to come with me, that is if you're not working late."
"I'm not tomorrow, so I will meet you there tomorrow."
"Why don't you bring your family to?"
"Yeah sure that sounds good."
"So, how's Bulla?"
"Well Uub living with Bulla at my parent's."
"How did that happen?"
"Bulla was in one of her pregnancy fits, and she wanted him to stay with her."
