Ch 36

It was Goten's first day of class, and he was nervous and excited at the same time. It had been a while since he had been to school, but this felt different. He was pursuing another dream of his that he knew he could be successful at. Once he entered his first class, he felt hopeful that he could move on with his life and be happy.

He was learning so much on his first day and lessons he was sure to take with him through his own cooking. He made his way to his last class of the day, which was a baking class. Taking a seat up front, he noticed the seat beside him was empty while all the other seats in the room were filled up.

"So sorry I'm late," said a male voice that made Goten's blood run cold. It made its way to the seat beside him. "Hello Goten," he smiled.

"Julian, what are you—

"We'll talk after class, I promise."

Goten couldn't think about anything else the entire class, even when the professor was going over the syllabus. Looking down at the paper, he tired to follow along but the fear inside him was overwhelming. He just wanted to get up, run out of class, and hide under the covers of his bed, forgetting this ever happened. He knew it sounded more childish than saiyan, but it's what he felt like doing.

"All right that's all for today. We'll start fresh tomorrow," said the professor as the bell rang, signaling the end of the day.

"Hey Goten, wait up!" said Julian as Goten turned round to face him in the hallway.

"What are you doing here?"

"Come on Goten, how else am I suppose to be close to you?"

"I gave you no indication that I wanted to be close to you in any way. You're wasting your time if you think I have any feelings for you, especially after what you did to me."

"We were drunk Goten. I'm sure if we spent some time sober together you'd see that what we did that night was lo—

"No! That night you violated me and got away with it. There was no love in the act. I love Trunks, not you. I just want to move on with my life, and I know you're my baking partner but that's all. I don't want to see you outside this class, do you understand me?"

"That sounds fair for now, but I'm not giving up. I know you'll see things my way eventually. Well see you tomorrow Goten," Julian said as he smiled at him before he disappeared down another hallway.

Making his way outside the building, he decided to walk to the Briefs home. He had been surprised he had handled Julian without fear, but he still wasn't at ease. He wondered what Julian had planned, but he decided whatever it was, he wouldn't let it grow to fruition. He knew dropping out of culinary school wasn't an option because he had a feeling Julian would follow him wherever he decided to go. He was determined to push away his fear to make his dream come true. He wouldn't let Julian take his happiness.

Goten saw the Briefs home in his site and made his way inside. Before he could make his way towards the room he shared with Trunks, he saw the door to the indoor gravity room in his sites. He could sense Vegeta and Trunks inside and as he looked through the little window on the door, he was mesmerized by his mate's fighting style and the determined look in his eyes. 'Always trying to make his dad proud, ' he thought as he smiled and shook his head. Walking away from the door, he heard it open to see Vegeta and Trunks step out of the room.

"Goten," smiled Trunks. "How was class?"

"Great," said Goten nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck, "um until last period."

"Why, what happened?" asked Trunks.

"Well you know maybe this isn't the right time. You probably want to get cleaned up first and—He felt Trunks' hand on his shoulder. Looking into this eyes, Goten saw nothing but concern.

"Goten, tell me what's going on?"

"I'm saiyan," said Goten.

"Boy, what are you getting at?" asked Vegeta.

"I—I'm powerful, and I have all these natural abilities."

"True but you're half human to Goten. You need to get to the point now before my father loses his temper."

"Why am I afraid? Why do I feel so weak when I know I could easily hurt any human in my way?"

"You made a mistake when you got drunk that night. At the time you weren't fully control of all your mental and physical faculties. In a way you were completely human, weak as my father likes to say sometimes. You feel out of control now. It doesn't make a difference that you're sober now because the feeling is still fresh in your mind, and there's still something you're not telling me."

"Julian is my baking partner," said Goten as he risked looking at his mate who didn't say a word and walked back into the gravity room, closing the door behind him.

"That fool is persistent and could be a problem," said Vegeta.

"I don't care. I'm not going to let that monster win," said Goten as Vegeta smirked.

"You are still very much saiyan Goten. My son is as well, and that's what I'm concerned about. He is the dominant saiyan, and he could become jealous and possessive."

"Why would he be jealous? Trunks knows I'm loyal to him and have no interest in Julian."

"While that is true, Trunks may only see red if he encounters the fool. The fool has taken something from you that rightly belongs to my son, and he will make sure at every turn that the fool knows that you belong to Trunks."

"I'll be careful, but I guess I have to talk to Trunks. I think it's best that he doesn't encounter Julian or else I'm afraid the consequences won't be good for other of them."

Goten comes into the gravity room to see his mate working out his rage through controlled punches and kicks to the air. He didn't know how he hadn't managed to notice Trunks had been shirtless this whole time. He blushed but shook it off, realizing there was more important things on his mind.

"Trunks, you know you can't just shutdown in the gravity room and not talk to me about this. I want to know how you feel."

Trunks stopped what he was doing and turned to his mate. "I don't like this chibi. I just have a bad feeling that he's going to try something again."

"You don't have to worry about me Trunks. I don't plan on ever drinking again or taking anything he offers me."

"The guy is persistent Goten. He's not taking no for an answer, and those are the worst kind of people," Trunks sighed. "You know I would never ask you to leave culinary school."

"Good because I'm not about to let that monster ruin my life Trunks. Besides what's to stop him from finding me somewhere else if I decide to go somewhere else for my cooking education?"

"I'm having some of my people look into his family to find anything incriminating."

"What, you want to send the whole family to jail?" Goten said jokingly.

"If that's what it takes to keep you safe," Trunks with sincerity and seriousness in his eyes.

Goten smiled at him. "Trunks, you know—

"Yeah yeah I know you can protect yourself," smiled Trunks, "but you can't ask me not to look out for you chibi. It's in my blood."

"Fine, but I'll let you know if it gets overboard."

"Sounds fair," smirked Trunks, "but what will you do if I get out of hand? Are you going to put me in my place?"

Goten felt a sudden rush of desire as he looked into Trunks's eyes, realizing how close they were. Feeling Trunks' arms around his waist, he felt his body being pulled to him. He was even more surprised to feel Trunks place his arms around his neck before leaning in and kissing him softly on the lips.

"Tr—Trunks," he said as he blushed. "You need to take this seriously. I think you need to keep your distance from the school."

"You think I would kill him?"

"No, I think you would get yourself in trouble. You don't want to give him any kind of power over you. He's not worth the effort."

Trunks sighed. "You know I really hate when your right chibi," he said as he buried his nose in Goten's neck.

"Wha—why are you smelling me?" he asked as he came into contact with Trunks' eyes.