I did it! I don't know why, but I'm sure I surprised several of my friends! I wrote a yaoi! YEAH! I'm so proud! This fic is about Trunks and Goten and their experience of 'coming out of the closet'. I'm not gay, but I have several friends that are. I know they lost people that were close to them upon their coming out. I truly feel bad for them. They are suck good people at heart! Those people that turned their backs on my friends don't know the wonderful people they kicked to the curb!
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I've got to break away
"Trunks, let's do this our way!" I said as I extended my hand to him.
Trunks grinned and we ran out of the airport hand in hand. We ran to a secluded forest and looked at each other. Not for the first time I felt my heart skip a beat at the sight of Trunks.
"So let's go!" Trunks said as he began powering up.
I followed suit and soon we were flying high over the oceans, traveling the way Sayins were meant to travel.
As we flew I felt the wind through my hair and smiled, this was the way I was meant to be. Free. As all Sayins were, not confined to some city block, forced to take the bus.
We stopped on a tropical island to eat.
I looked at Trunks I knew I should tell him about my feelings for him, but I was afraid of how he'd react. We'd never talked about anything like this before, because it had never come up.
"Trunks what do you think of gay people?" I asked, deciding that dancing around the subject wouldn't get me anywhere. That and the fact that I wasn't the smartest kid on the planet.
Trunks looked at me for a moment before laughing, "Why?"
I shrugged, "I don't know I'm just curious."
Trunks looked me in the eye. I could feel his blue eyes searching my own. I wondered briefly what he was looking for.
Well whatever it was, he must have found it because he answered me, "I don't really know. I mean I don't hate them; Dad taught me that it was really common on Vegeta-sei for two warriors to become mates. Mom's neutral, Bra's too young to understand it. And me…. I don't know."
I nodded and looked at the ground. I knew an all out confession was a little much to hope for, but you could always hope right?
"Oh, I'm glad you don't hate them Trunks." I fought an internal debate, wondering weather or not to tell him. He was my best friend, I could tell him anything right?
"What's up Goten?"
"I umm…. Goten I'm gay." I said, I didn't look down; I needed to know how he would take this. I hoped he'd be okay. I didn't want to lose my best friend like I'd heard other people say.
He nodded, "That's cool."
That was it? "You're not going to freak and run away?" I asked.
He shook his head and smiled, "Not a chance, you really think I'd lose my best friend over something so inconsequential? Not a chance! We've been through too much for that to break us apart!"
I laughed with him; I never should have doubted my friend.
We packed up the rest of our food and continued for home.
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We were two hours into the party when Bra came up to me and hugged me tightly, "I missed you!"
"I missed you too Squirt!" I laughed at the annoyed expression on her face.
"I'm not a squirt anymore! I'm five!" she said.
"Oh! That's right! I forgot! You're a big girl now!" I humoured her.
"I'm not a girl, I'm a woman!" she protested, I tried very hard not to laugh, "And I'm going to marry you someday!"
The smile drained from my face, "Bra you can't marry me."
She looked up at me curious, "Why not?"
I sighed, "Because I like somebody else."
"Who?" she asked, excitement filling her eyes, she was so cute.
"Trunks." It felt good to admit it, even if it was only to a five year old.
Bra giggled, she didn't find it strange?
"That's gross!!" she laughed, "He's yucky! Why don't you like somebody cool like Ubuu?" Why wasn't she fazed by it?
I remembered something, children are born innocent. Only when things like homophobia, racism and sexism are taught to them by adults to they adopt those ideas. Trunks had said that his parents didn't care. His father supported it even!
I watched the party go on, at some point Trunks approached me.
Trunks and I spent the rest of the afternoon alone in the jungle, talking, kissing, holding each other. And things that make me want to break down and cry from the sheer joy they brought me.
I realized something today though. I realized that I could be whomever I wanted in front of my friends, it doesn't matter. If they truly are my friends, they'll stick with me right? They should, the true meaning of friendship is trust. I hope my friends who aren't supper heroes and aliens trust me enough to be happy for me. I really need them right now. I'm happy and want nothing more then to share it with the rest of the world.
I sigh and place my head on Trunks' naked shoulder. He stirs in his sleep and wraps an arm around me tighter. I couldn't be happier.
I felt sleep overcome me and thought about the freedom and joy that filled my heart.
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The sun rose and we dressed quickly. We had to be at school soon. It was our first day back to our old high school in three years. I wanted to see my friends again.
Trunks and I took flight and landed on the vacant roof.
We paused at the doors, Trunks looked at me. He took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. I felt my confidence return and pushed to the doors open.
We walked down the halls to the caff, where our friends would be eating a hurried breakfast of cookies and chocolate milk.
"Look!! They're back!!" called my good friend Christina as she ran to me and hugged me tightly.
"I missed you Goten!" she grabbed Trunks' arm, pulling him into the over powering hug as well, "You too Boxer-Boy!" she had been calling him that every since we found out that in English Trunks meant boxers. English class was good for something she had decided.
"Hey guys! What's up?" asked John as he came up to us, his girlfriend Mia hanging off his arm.
Trunks' chess rival Kirei came up and patted him on the shoulder, "Care for a match?"
Trunks laughed, "As soon as you get Chris off me, sure."
I was happy, everything was returning to the way it had been before we left.
We all sat down at the table we had deemed 'ours' and I looked at the group. They were all good people, they'd understand.
"Guys, Trunks and I have something to tell you." They looked at me expectantly.
I took a deep breath and continued, "We're gay." I finished and looked to them for their reactions.
"That's so gross! You're kidding right?" laughed Christina. She looked at me and saw we weren't, she gave us a dirty look, "I can't believe it! I thought you were so nice! So what, now you rape little boys? I hope you both get that gay disease AIDS." She stood up and shot us one last look, "I can't believe I hugged you! I need a shower!" with that she walked out of our lives forever.
John looked us over, he had never been that close to us, but was always there when we needed him. I had him figured out as the first one to leave, "Point being? Don't listen to Chris, she's really ignorant. Maybe she'll get over it." He said trying to reassure us.
Mia didn't care, she did whatever John did, sometimes she made me sick, but they were both happy so I never commented.
Kirei looked us up and down, "Oh well." He shrugged and continued setting up the chessboard.
That was it? Out of our entire group, only the most caring person left? I was upset about Chris; she had been like a sister to me… I guess even the nicest people have their failings.
"You guys are great!" I said somewhat happily. I missed Chris already.
They smiled at us, they were truly real friends.
I nodded; he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me again. He was right, what other people said didn't matter, I was sad about Chris but she wasn't a very good friend to ditch us like that.
"Whenever someone upsets you, think of how happy we are." He whispered to me as he ran his hands up and down my spine.
I nodded, he was right. As long as we were happy, what did others matter? Who cared? I was truly happy for the first time in my life and I wasn't about to trade that in for anything.
END!!
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~ Angel of Death~