Ch 53

Goten was working on his cooking assignment for class and was getting frustrated as his dish wasn't coming out the way he wanted. He could feel the heat in the kitchen, so he decided to just wear his cooking apron and nothing else. He knew it was risky as he could potentially spill something hot on himself, but he was willing to take the risk seeing as he was half-saiyan.

Taking a deep breath in and then out, he started over again after he threw the burnt contents in the trash. Looking at the recipe, he began again, figuring out what he did wrong and fixing it. Once he got a handle on it, he smiled as his dish went in the oven again. Turning to it, he was hopeful as he started the timer. 'Please work,' he thought. 'If I have to start over again, I'm going to burn the kitchen down to the ground.'

Putting the dishes on the stove into the sink, he began to wash them when the doorbell rang. Turning around, he wondered who it could be. Rushing to his bedroom, he put on his robe over his apron and answered the door, immediately regretting doing this action. He sighed. "Julian, what are you doing here?"

"Well I was in the neighborhood and was wondering how you were doing."

"You knew I would be home, didn't you?"

"I got off from closing a big deal, and I saw you leave the school."

"So, you followed me home? What do you really want Julian? I don't have time for you, and you shouldn't be here."

"Why can't we be friends Goten?"

"You know why Julian. I know your intentions."

"Really?" he smirked as he leaned up against the door.

"What will it take for you to leave me alone for good?"

"Go on a trip with me," said Julian. "I want to spend time with you."

"Oh and how long is this trip?"

"Forever if you want," smiled Julian. "Come on Goten is this what you really want, to be tied down to Trunks? He seems pretty high strong if you ask me."

"Well no one asked you and now I'm really starting to regret answering the door. Now I want you to go and never come by my home again."

"Fine, I'll see you around the university Goten," he smiled before he turned and walked away.

Closing the door behind him, he rid himself of his robe and made his way back into the kitchen to check on his dish. Looking through the little window of the oven, he could see the nice color on his dish. 'Yes!' he thought as he knew he finally got it the way he wanted. When the timer rang, he wasted no time taking the dish out and letting it cool.

Resting on one of the chairs around the island, he sighed in relief as he lied his head on his crossed arms on the table. Tasting his dish, he smiled. "Jackpot!" he exclaimed.

Finishing the dishes in the sink, he put them away in their proper place as he put his assignment dish in the fridge to stay fresh. When he closed the fridge, he heard the front door opening. While his first instinct was to rush to the bedroom and change in fear of Trunks seeing him this way and teasing him, he was feeling bold.

Walking into the living room, he stood, waiting for Trunks to notice him. It was at this point that he stated to feel a little nervous but a little excited as well. His mind was starting to go back and forth as the door started to open a bit more.

Trunks sighed. "What a day I think I'm just going to—whoa!" he reacted as he saw his mate before him nothing but his apron. He could feel his pants tighten at the site of his mate in such a vulnerable state. "Goten," he found himself saying his name softly from his lips.

"It's not what it looks like. I was hot, so I changed into this while I was cooking. I was kind of feeling good, so I thought I'd surprise you."

"You do look hot chibi and you definitely surprised me," he said as he walked up to his mate. Standing before him, Trunks caressed his face before kissing him roughly on the lips. When his lips left Goten's, he moved from the front of his mate to the back of his mate.

"Trunks?" he said nervously as he felt his mate take in his bare backside.

Standing behind Goten, he moved his mouth down his neck as he pressed his body against his. Grinding their bodies together, he heard his mate and his own moans become one. Before they could come, Trunks stopped as he pulled his pants down along with boxers and entered Goten.

"Oh! Ah! Tru—Trunks!" he screamed as his mate moved inside him at a rapid pace, sending him over the edge with pleasure while Trunks' arms tightened around his waist with every thrust. When he felt Trunks' hand loosen around his waist, he wondered what was happening until he began to stroke his member. "O—oh God!" he said as he leaned into Trunks while still meeting every thrust. "Uh! I—I'm going to—his essence spilled onto the floor.

Goten felt exhausted and felt as his mate pulled out of him, stripped him of his apron, and carried him into his arms and onto the couch. Goten was able to relax as his body felt the comfort the couch provided his tired body.

"Well, it looks like you worked hard today," said Trunks as he saw the state of the kitchen.

"Ye—yeah I got my dish assignment right finally," he said as he watched his mate undress before his eyes.

"Don't worry I'm just getting comfortable. I'm sure if we had sex again tonight you would fall asleep right in the middle of it."

Goten laughed. "Yo—you're probably right," he said as he sat up, letting Trunks sit down.

Goten ended up lying on top of his mate, watching as Trunks kissed his skin. It was kind of fascinating to him how attentive and focused Trunks was on his task. He smiled as he truly began to relax.

Trunks smiled at his mate's contentment with him. He hoped they could have these moments forever but of course moments have to end, and this one did with a knock on their door, causing both demi-saiyans to groan in displeasure.

Goten rushed out of the living room to see his bedroom to shower while Trunks quickly put on his clothes and answered the door. Trunks smiled. "Hey Bulla, Gohan, what brings you by?" he asked as he let them in.

"Well mom and Chichi told us we should come by today to make sure some things about the wedding were in order because I'm your best woman and Gohan is Goten's best man."

"Great," Trunks.

"You don't seem too happy to see us. Were you in the middle of something?" asked Gohan.

"More like at the end of something, just enjoying the aftermath," said Trunks.

"So, is your better half around or what?" asked Bulla.

"I'm here," said Goten as he came out of his bedroom. "I'm guessing your both here because mom and Bulma forced you to."

"That's about the size of it, but we're really excited this is happening," smiled Bulla. "We want to be a part of it to."

They sat in the living room with Trunks and Goten on the love seat and Gohan and Bulla on the couch.

"So mom told us about the decisions that still need to be made. Do you have any thoughts about who's going to officiate the wedding?" asked Gohan.

"Well I did have an idea rolling around in my head. I was thinking that Vegeta could marry us," said Goten.

"Vegeta?" said Gohan.

"Dad?" said Trunks and Bulla.

"He has a way with words when he does decide to talk. It would probably make him feel more included on our special day," said Goten.

"You can ask him if you want Goten," said Bulla. "I don't know what he would say."

"All right so any plans about your vows?" asked Gohan.

"We've decided to write our own," said Trunks. "It's more personal that way."

"Do you know what you're wearing? I'm sure it won't be the standard tuxedos."

"I have an idea actually," smiled Trunks. "I have to talk about it with mom."

"Am I going to like what you have in mind Trunks?" asked a worried Goten.

"Trust me you'll be sitting pretty at our wedding."

The Son and the Briefs children spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying each other's company until Gohan and Bulla had to get home. Goten and Trunks saw them out before going back inside. Goten went to clean the kitchen before he made dinner and Trunks went to shower.