Morning shone on the Satan mansion as Bulma came out onto the balcony of the room she shared with her mate Vegeta. She sighed, closed her eyes, and felt the morning breeze caress her face. A feeling of extreme happiness came over her all of a sudden and she knew it wasn't hers that she was feeling. It was coming from her son, Trunks.

'Weird, I wonder what it could be.' Curious about why her son was feeling this way, she left her room and her sleeping mate, to talk to Trunks about it. Walking down the hall, she found his door and knocked on it. "Hello, Trunks, it's your mother. Can I come in?" she asked as she opened the door slowly. She was surprised to see the room was empty.

"Woman," a male voice said as she jumped a little, "what are you doing?"

"Vegeta, you scared me."

"Well if you had concentrated on our bond, you would have been able to sense I was not asleep."

"I was looking for Trunks."

"He's in Goten's room."

"Why would he be in there?" She saw the smirk on her mate's face, and something in her mind clicked. The reason she was feeling Trunks' happiness and the reason Trunks was happy was because he was with Goten.

"Now do you understand?"

She smiled. "You know deep down I think I've always known," she frowned suddenly.

"What is it Bulma?" he asked with concern.

"It's going to be hard for them, and it's not that I don't approve. I love Goten. He's turned into a great young man. It's just that I know Chichi. She's not going to be accepting of this. She's going to hurt him." She felt his hand on her shoulder.

"I don't think you give Goten enough credit."

"You're right. As Trunks' parents, we have to support him and Goten no matter what. They need us to be strong for them."

Vegeta brought his arms around his mate's waist, bringing her so that there was no space between their bodies. Their lips met instantly in a passionate kiss, holding each other tightly as their tongues entered each other's mouth, exploring each other thoroughly.

"Are you two going to have sex in the hallway or what?" Trunks smirked in his wrinkled suit.

His parents separated their lips but still had their arms around each other. They smiled at each other as an idea formed to embarrass their son. "I don't know Trunks. When are you and Goten to bond? You see it's none of my business now it is son?" he smirked.

A blush came to Trunks' face, but he was shocked more than anything. "H—How did you know?"

"I felt your happiness when I woke up. I knew it wasn't my own, so I put two and two together when your father told me you were in Goten's room."

"How did you know I wasn't just hanging out with him?"

"I wouldn't want to embarrass you any further son but a saiyan's essence has a strong smell."

Trunks' eyes widened, rushing back to Goten's room to get rid of the evidence.

Trunks made his way back into Goten's room to hear the shower running in the bathroom. His eyes went to his friend's essence still lying on the bed. Gathering up the blankets and checking to make sure there were no stains on the bed, his hand began to glow as he destroyed the blankets into dust.

Trunks smiled. 'Whew, that was close. Don't want anyone else to find out what I did. I'm sure Goten doesn't either.'

"Trunks."

Trunks was taken out of his thoughts by his very half naked friend wrapped in a towel with water droplets moving into the crevices of his pale, muscled, skin. He found himself entranced by the raven-haired man until Goten brought him out of it.

"Hey Trunks, what were you doing just now?"

"Well I remember my father saying that a saiyan's essence can be smelled by other saiyans after sex so I got rid of it. I figured you wouldn't want anyone to know about us yet." He could tell Goten was putting some serious thought into it, and he smiled.

"I appreciate you looking out for us Trunks. You always have since I can remember—

"But?"

"I've spent too much of my life caring about what other think. I don't want to do that anymore Trunks." He took Trunks' hand in his with his eyes looking right into the blue ones of his best friend. "I love you, and I don't care who knows it. The real question is does it bother you?"

"No. I mean when I started having these feeling for you it was when you were born and at the time you can imagine how weird it is to love someone you just met when you're just a baby. There was no way I could tell anyone. They would have thought I was a freak. As time passed and I reached puberty, I thought I needed help so I saw a therapist. I was ashamed for a long time and then I reached sixteen and realized I didn't care anymore. I became more confident and secure in my feelings. I accepted them for what they were and hoped one day you would return my feelings."

"Wow."

"Yeah," Trunks smirked, "and my parents know about us so I feel a little lighter."

"And you're still standing," Goten smiled.

"Ha, ha very funny Goten."

"So, were they surprised?"

"No, they told me they knew all along and they're fine with us being together."

"You mean your mom said those things."

"I know my father respects you Goten. I wouldn't worry about him trying to kill you or anything."

"Oh well thank kami for that," he laughed as Trunks' hands wrapped around his waist, burying his face in the raven-haired man's smell. "And you're smelling me."

"Can't help it. You're intoxicating," he said as he pressed his body to Goten's, feeling Goten's arms around his neck.

Goten sighed in contentment. "Kami if this is what real happiness feels like I don't ever want to leave your arms."

Trunks felt himself becoming choked up by Goten words as held on tighter to the man he loved most in the world.