Chapter nine: Words that have no Form
Is it cloak n dagger
Could it be spring or fall?
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight,
Candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Falling from my lips...
Yasai: Cheer! It's finally the big chapter! Im so happy! ^_^
Goten was starting to get really frustrated that Bran hadn't showed up. It was almost like Pan wanted him here while she did something else...
Goten scratched his head. It was to far from his birthday to be a suprise party...so what was it?
Before he could get too lost in trying to get his brain to warm up to the problem, he heard his song being called. He had almost forgotten he had promised Pan he'd sing for her. Well, it would be rude to drop out now...besides, much as he hated to admit it, he was a total ham, and he knew he had a great voice.
He got up on stage, with the intent of wowing his audience. Instead, as soon as he started singing, he became totally immersed in the song.
Trunks wasn't paying any attention when they announced the song, but then he heard the voice. It was the voice of an angel...Goten. He wondered very briefly how he'd come across Goten in such a big city, but the music quickly had him completely hypnotized.
As Goten sang, he remembered his life with Trunks, good and bad.
I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship
Has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show
Chibi-Goten and Trunks were both getting a piggy-back from Gohan. Goten was squealing and bouncing up and down one one shoulder, while Trunks hugged Gohan's neck from the other side.
"I wish I had a big brother like yours," Trunks said.
"But I'm your best friend, and it's even better having a best friend." Goten thought a moment. "And you have a dad." He looked really sad.
"Oh, Goten, I'm sorry! You can share my dad if I can share your brother." Goten nodded and they pinkie swore on it, as Gohan looked down on them with a smile.
I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear
Goten and Trunks were having a sleepover the night before Buu.
"I'm scared, Trunks," Goten whispered around the thum he was sucking. "I've never beein in a real fight where someone wants to kill me."
"Me neither," Trunks replied, hugging Goten. "But I'll make sure mean Buu doesn't kill you."
Goten smiled. "And I'll make sure Buu-baka doesn't kill you, either."
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the wind
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer
Than I ever thought I might
Goten and Trunks were out on a Dragonball hunt with Videl. They had finally come to an agreement of wishing for an amusement park with lots of food. {AN: If you watch the movie, Trunks wants to wish for his own amusement park with rides for free, and Goten wants lots of sweets.}
Now they were sleeping in a small village for the night, and were sprawled out happily. Goten had his elbow in Trunks's stomach, while Trunks draped a leg over Goten. Both were snoring soundly.
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.
Goten watched in dismay as the spaceship took off with Pan in it...instead of him. He thought of several nice things to call his niece as he saw his one hope of getting Trunks out from the media's eyes for once disappear.
He sighed in total defeat. He had to sit here one earth, worrying about his friend. An unexpected lump came to his throat.
My life has been such a whirlwind
Since I saw you
I've been running round in circles in my mind
And it always seems
That I'm following you girl
'Cause you take me to the places
That I'd known I'd never find
Goten stared out the window in chem class. He had tried to pay attention, but there were distractions...specifically Trunks playing soccer (or football, or baseball, or something else, depending on the week) in his PE class. Damn, he looked good in the tank-top outfit he was wearing.
Needless to say, everyone wondered why Goten's chem grades had been so bad that semester.
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the wind
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer
Than I ever thought I might
The first fusion...Goten remembered it clearly. It had been very interesting, to become one being where he had been two.
Later on, Gotenks had been brought about just for kicks..or so Goten said when he initialized the fusion. (Trunks usually followed, as far as fusion went, but when he started the fusion, he used the same excuse.)
Fusion...there was no words to describe it, but it tied him tighter to Trunks than ever before. There was no experience like being one with someone.
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore!
Goten came back to reality midst thunderous applause from the patrons of the bar, and shook his head to clear it. Blushing, he said, "Thank you. I'd like to dedicate that song to my best friend. I just wish I had the stregnth to confess my feelings."
Out in the audience, two girls high-fived each other, and one shadowy figure stopped the camcorder with great satisfaction.
Damn...most useful human invention I've ever seen.
Trunks gaped. Then he shook his head, wondering if he was going deaf. A blush overcame his face, and he stepped back into the shadows, trying to decide if this was some kind of joke on him.
Goten walked past, then, not looking in either direction, just leaving the bar. He looked so sad...then Trunks knew that there was no joke being played on him. It was only reality that he had witnessed.
"Goten..." he whispered.
Goten walked home on the street, hands in his pockets, and head bent down, as he concentrated on kicking the pebble by his foot along the sidewalk.
Suddenly something cold and soft landed on his nose. Looking up, he saw the sky fill with thousands of dancing snowflakes. That's right, it's Christmas Eve... he remembered. His family didn't stricly follow Christmas meanings and doctrine, but they usually exchanged small gifts and had turkey. But this year, there seemed to be nothing to celebrate. He looked back down at the pebble by his left boot, and resumed kicking it.
Trunks watched Goten kicking the pebble along the sidewalk. His friend could look cute, even doing that. He wasn't wearing a coat...he must be freezing. Goten seemed to distracted to care about the cold.
Trunks took a deep breath. Knowing or not knowing that Goten returned his feelings didn't make the task ahead any easier. It was still the hardest thing he'd ever had to do, and would probably always remain the hardest thing he ever did. Taking one more deep breath, he flew down to confront Goten.
Goten yelped, as Trunks popped up in front of him, floating upside down, with his face at the same level as Goten's.
"What are you, Trunks, a damned bat?" he yelled. "You scared me half to death!"
"Sorry," Trunks apologized sheepishly, then grew serious. "Goten, we need to talk."
"You're talking, I'm listening. So?" Goten replied.
"Goten! I'm serious!" Trunks said, half-laughing in spite of himself.
Goten wasn't really listening. He was thinking how sexy Trunks looked with his hair hanging down below his body.
"Goten! Are you listening?" Trunks said, realizing his friend's attention was...elsewhere. Quickly he righted himself and touched down lightly on the ground.
"Huh? I'm sorry, did you say something?" Goten wondered.
Trunks just looked at Goten, his ice blue eyes boring into chocolate ones, boring into the depths of Goten's soul. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Trunks said, "Goten, I heard."
Goten gasped, and whirled, facing away from Trunks. God, not what I'm thinking he heard.
Hot hands grabbed his shoulders, forced him around.
"Now you listen here, Son Goten...look at me!" Trunks forced Goten's chin up. Then he smiled. "I'm glad you told me, if unintentionally."
"Wha-?" Goten gasped.
"Goten...do you know how long I've waited to hear that from you?" Trunks said, and without waiting for Goten to reply, he grabbed the back of Goten's head, and forced his cold lips on to his own hot ones.
Two bodies instantly melted together with a touch of desperation, coming from being held back too long. Two sets of lips locked in a duel. Trunks held Goten possesively, while Goten only wanted to be held. Finally, the lovers had found each other.
Is it cloak n dagger
Could it be spring or fall?
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight,
Candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Falling from my lips...
Yasai: Cheer! It's finally the big chapter! Im so happy! ^_^
Goten was starting to get really frustrated that Bran hadn't showed up. It was almost like Pan wanted him here while she did something else...
Goten scratched his head. It was to far from his birthday to be a suprise party...so what was it?
Before he could get too lost in trying to get his brain to warm up to the problem, he heard his song being called. He had almost forgotten he had promised Pan he'd sing for her. Well, it would be rude to drop out now...besides, much as he hated to admit it, he was a total ham, and he knew he had a great voice.
He got up on stage, with the intent of wowing his audience. Instead, as soon as he started singing, he became totally immersed in the song.
Trunks wasn't paying any attention when they announced the song, but then he heard the voice. It was the voice of an angel...Goten. He wondered very briefly how he'd come across Goten in such a big city, but the music quickly had him completely hypnotized.
As Goten sang, he remembered his life with Trunks, good and bad.
I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship
Has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show
Chibi-Goten and Trunks were both getting a piggy-back from Gohan. Goten was squealing and bouncing up and down one one shoulder, while Trunks hugged Gohan's neck from the other side.
"I wish I had a big brother like yours," Trunks said.
"But I'm your best friend, and it's even better having a best friend." Goten thought a moment. "And you have a dad." He looked really sad.
"Oh, Goten, I'm sorry! You can share my dad if I can share your brother." Goten nodded and they pinkie swore on it, as Gohan looked down on them with a smile.
I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear
Goten and Trunks were having a sleepover the night before Buu.
"I'm scared, Trunks," Goten whispered around the thum he was sucking. "I've never beein in a real fight where someone wants to kill me."
"Me neither," Trunks replied, hugging Goten. "But I'll make sure mean Buu doesn't kill you."
Goten smiled. "And I'll make sure Buu-baka doesn't kill you, either."
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the wind
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer
Than I ever thought I might
Goten and Trunks were out on a Dragonball hunt with Videl. They had finally come to an agreement of wishing for an amusement park with lots of food. {AN: If you watch the movie, Trunks wants to wish for his own amusement park with rides for free, and Goten wants lots of sweets.}
Now they were sleeping in a small village for the night, and were sprawled out happily. Goten had his elbow in Trunks's stomach, while Trunks draped a leg over Goten. Both were snoring soundly.
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.
Goten watched in dismay as the spaceship took off with Pan in it...instead of him. He thought of several nice things to call his niece as he saw his one hope of getting Trunks out from the media's eyes for once disappear.
He sighed in total defeat. He had to sit here one earth, worrying about his friend. An unexpected lump came to his throat.
My life has been such a whirlwind
Since I saw you
I've been running round in circles in my mind
And it always seems
That I'm following you girl
'Cause you take me to the places
That I'd known I'd never find
Goten stared out the window in chem class. He had tried to pay attention, but there were distractions...specifically Trunks playing soccer (or football, or baseball, or something else, depending on the week) in his PE class. Damn, he looked good in the tank-top outfit he was wearing.
Needless to say, everyone wondered why Goten's chem grades had been so bad that semester.
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the wind
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer
Than I ever thought I might
The first fusion...Goten remembered it clearly. It had been very interesting, to become one being where he had been two.
Later on, Gotenks had been brought about just for kicks..or so Goten said when he initialized the fusion. (Trunks usually followed, as far as fusion went, but when he started the fusion, he used the same excuse.)
Fusion...there was no words to describe it, but it tied him tighter to Trunks than ever before. There was no experience like being one with someone.
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore!
Goten came back to reality midst thunderous applause from the patrons of the bar, and shook his head to clear it. Blushing, he said, "Thank you. I'd like to dedicate that song to my best friend. I just wish I had the stregnth to confess my feelings."
Out in the audience, two girls high-fived each other, and one shadowy figure stopped the camcorder with great satisfaction.
Damn...most useful human invention I've ever seen.
Trunks gaped. Then he shook his head, wondering if he was going deaf. A blush overcame his face, and he stepped back into the shadows, trying to decide if this was some kind of joke on him.
Goten walked past, then, not looking in either direction, just leaving the bar. He looked so sad...then Trunks knew that there was no joke being played on him. It was only reality that he had witnessed.
"Goten..." he whispered.
Goten walked home on the street, hands in his pockets, and head bent down, as he concentrated on kicking the pebble by his foot along the sidewalk.
Suddenly something cold and soft landed on his nose. Looking up, he saw the sky fill with thousands of dancing snowflakes. That's right, it's Christmas Eve... he remembered. His family didn't stricly follow Christmas meanings and doctrine, but they usually exchanged small gifts and had turkey. But this year, there seemed to be nothing to celebrate. He looked back down at the pebble by his left boot, and resumed kicking it.
Trunks watched Goten kicking the pebble along the sidewalk. His friend could look cute, even doing that. He wasn't wearing a coat...he must be freezing. Goten seemed to distracted to care about the cold.
Trunks took a deep breath. Knowing or not knowing that Goten returned his feelings didn't make the task ahead any easier. It was still the hardest thing he'd ever had to do, and would probably always remain the hardest thing he ever did. Taking one more deep breath, he flew down to confront Goten.
Goten yelped, as Trunks popped up in front of him, floating upside down, with his face at the same level as Goten's.
"What are you, Trunks, a damned bat?" he yelled. "You scared me half to death!"
"Sorry," Trunks apologized sheepishly, then grew serious. "Goten, we need to talk."
"You're talking, I'm listening. So?" Goten replied.
"Goten! I'm serious!" Trunks said, half-laughing in spite of himself.
Goten wasn't really listening. He was thinking how sexy Trunks looked with his hair hanging down below his body.
"Goten! Are you listening?" Trunks said, realizing his friend's attention was...elsewhere. Quickly he righted himself and touched down lightly on the ground.
"Huh? I'm sorry, did you say something?" Goten wondered.
Trunks just looked at Goten, his ice blue eyes boring into chocolate ones, boring into the depths of Goten's soul. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Trunks said, "Goten, I heard."
Goten gasped, and whirled, facing away from Trunks. God, not what I'm thinking he heard.
Hot hands grabbed his shoulders, forced him around.
"Now you listen here, Son Goten...look at me!" Trunks forced Goten's chin up. Then he smiled. "I'm glad you told me, if unintentionally."
"Wha-?" Goten gasped.
"Goten...do you know how long I've waited to hear that from you?" Trunks said, and without waiting for Goten to reply, he grabbed the back of Goten's head, and forced his cold lips on to his own hot ones.
Two bodies instantly melted together with a touch of desperation, coming from being held back too long. Two sets of lips locked in a duel. Trunks held Goten possesively, while Goten only wanted to be held. Finally, the lovers had found each other.