A/N: Okay
this is my first DBZ story, and I want everybody to know that I'm sorry if some
of the facts don't match up. I'm not really familiar with the GT part of
Dragonball. So if you see any thing that seems out of place just accept it.
This is a story I was tossing around in my mind for a week or so, I was curious
about what it would be like it Trunks and Goten weren't always friends and the
story of how they became best friends sounded like a lot of fun to write. So
here it is! Enjoy! J
Disclaimer:
Blahh Blahh Blahh, you now what goes here. I don't own anything and I'm not
worth suing.
Friendship Found
The morning dawned bright and clear, Goten awoke to the cheerful sounds of birds singing. He grumbled and rolled over, covering his head with his pillow. However something was tickling at his nose, he removed his head from under the pillow and took a deep breath. The delicious odours of breakfast washed over him, and his stomach let out a loud grumble.
Goten rubbed his eyes, and tossed aside the covers. He jumped out of bed and grabbed some clothes; with both Goku and Gohan eating he didn't want to be late for a meal, a few minutes later he was dressed and on his way downstairs.
Chichi looked up from the meal she was cooking when Goten entered the room. She smiled a greeting at her younger son. Even after 7 years she still marvelled at Goten's resemblance to Goku, he even dressed the same. She ran a disapproving eye over the orange gi, but didn't say anything, every little boy needed a role model and Goten could have picked a worst one.
The little boy grinned up at his mother, "Morning Mom, is breakfast ready yet?" His stomach let out a loud growl and he blushed slightly, but Chichi just laughed.
"It should be ready in a minute, actually your father and brother should be getting here any second now." The words had barely left her lips when Goku burst into the room, pausing a second to affectionately ruffle Goten's hair. Gohan followed right behind Goku, he walked into the room taking his time, unlike Goku who was already seated at the table and waiting impatiently for his breakfast.
"Morning Mom, Goten," he said before seating himself. Goten smiled at his brother, he really loved Gohan but that didn't stop him from torturing him like a good brother should. Goten's attention turned back to his mother as she began to place piles of food on the table. The next few minutes were totally mayhem as the Saiyan hunger took over.
Breakfast was finished quickly; Gohan was the first to leave, saying he had to go get ready. Goten eyed his brother evilly, Gohan was dating Videl and that gave Goten plenty of opportunities to torment his brother. With that in mind Goten realized that it had been a while since he had last played a prank on Gohan, that little thought opened up realms of possibilities.
Goten was so busy plotted his scheme he barely noticed Goku get up, telling Chichi that he was going to train with Piccolo for a while. Chichi had only looked up from the dishes and nodded, which should have warned Goten that something was up, however he was just to busy making up horrible ways to drive his brother crazy.
He had finally figured out the perfectly plot, and was on his way out of the kitchen when a commanding voice stopped him. He turned a little fearfully, hoping that his mother just wanted to give him a kiss although he really doubted it. His mother was wiping her hand on a dishtowel an angry expression on her face, "Where do you think your going Mister?" she demanded.
"Umm.. Upstairs," he mumbled.
"I don't think so. Bulma phoned earlier and invited me to go shopping," Goten eyes widened and he sent a silent prayer to Kami. Please don't let them take me shopping, give me the plague; blind me, anything but shopping with them.
"However," Chichi continued, "I know you hate shopping with us, so you are going to stay with Trunks." Goten almost let out a moan, this was not going to be a good day.
"But Mom, Trunks is so bossy," Goten regretted the words as soon as they left his lips.
Chichi glared down at him, her hands on her hips. "Well if that the way you feel, I guess you just have to come with us. You could use a few new pairs of underwear."
Goten cringed, "No Mom that's okay. I'm fine with staying with Trunks." Chichi nodded, then leaned down and gave him a quick kiss.
"Good, we'll be leaving as soon as I finish the dishes. Now go on upstairs, I'll call you when it's time to go." Humming a song, she turned back to the dishes. Goten looked at his mom in disbelief, he still couldn't understand how she could change moods so quickly. He sighed and left to go upstairs, all thoughts about pranks gone from his mind.
As he walked up the stairs he thought about Trunks. Actually he didn't know Trunks that well but what he did know he didn't really like. Trunks was 8, only a year older than Goten, but he always seemed so full of himself. Everybody had been surprised when the two demi-saiyans hadn't become best friends. Goten didn't have very many friends, and he had found it easier to get along by himself. Other children were scared off by the fact that he was half Saiyan, besides Goten had his brother and father. He figured that was all he needed.
He jumped onto his bed and let out a loud sigh. He supposed he could put up with Trunks for the day, as long as it kept his mom from getting mad at him. He jumped out of bed, deciding that while he was waiting he might as well get some training in. He began kicking and punching at an invisible enemy, his father had only begun training him but Goku had said that he was already very powerful.
He had barely begun when Chichi yelled from downstairs, telling him that it was time to go.
Trunks was having a bad day, his father had woken him up by tossing him out of bed, then he had to stomach down his mother's cooking. And while he had been sitting there trying to calm his stomach down, his mother had informed him that he was going to be spending the day with Goten.
He didn't have anything personal against Goten he just wasn't that good at getting along with kids his age, being the son of a millionaire and an alien prince weren't exactly qualities that helped him fit in. Plus, his father was always saying nasty things about Goku, and Trunks was never sure what to say to Goten. Trunks sighed, there wasn't anything he could do about it though.
The doorbell rang and he walked out of the living room in time to see his mom opening the door, a dark haired lady stood on the porch and Trunks recognized Chichi, standing behind her was Goten. He didn't look enthusiastic about being here.
Bulma invited Chichi in, and then turned to Trunks, "Now Trunks I want you to be good. And I hope you two get along." The two boys glanced at each other, but each nodded. The next 5 minutes involved a list of all the things they couldn't do, and before Bulma left, she yelled out, "Vegeta will be around, if you guys need anything, ask him," with those final words both her and Chichi were gone.
Trunks almost burst out laughing, ask his dad for something, yeah right, not in this lifetime. A silence descended, Trunks glanced at Goten unsure of what to say. The silence stretched on, and Trunks searched vainly for something to break it. Finally, his mind stumbled across something and a grin spread across his face.
"Hey Goten, want to see something cool?" he asked. Goten looked over at Trunks, curiosity written across his face.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Come on, I'll show you." Trunks ran out of the kitchen with a very curious Goten following close behind. They ended up in front of a large building with the words Capsule Corps Lab 2 written across it. "Follow me," Trunks said as he pulled the door open.
The room was pitch black, but after a bit of fumbling around Trunks found the light switch and the room was flooded with light. Goten gasped at the sight before him, it was a spaceship. It was less round then the older ones, and instead of being white was a shiny silver colour with the Capsule Corp logo emblazoned across it.
"Neat huh?" Trunks said, "Mom just finished it, it's made with some type of impenetrable metal. You want to have a look inside." Goten looked about indecisively, he really wanted to see the inside but he didn't want Bulma mad at him, she was almost as scary as his own mother.
"Won't we get in trouble?" he asked.
Trunks just grinned, "Hey, you heard the list of can'ts, did they say we can't look at the spaceship." Goten smiled and both boys ran to the entrance where Trunks hit a pad and the door whooshed open. They ran in and gaped at the size of the interior.
"It didn't look that big from the outside," Goten said as he stared at the huge control room, there were 3 doorways leading out, but Goten was still to busy checking out all the gizmos on board to bother with them.
"Wouldn't it be great to go flying around in space, having all sorts of adventures?" Trunks asked, more to himself then to Goten, but Goten answered anyways.
"Yeah, if we could just blast off, there'd be no moms telling us what to do, we could just relax and have fun." Goten had forgotten all about the fact that he didn't really like Trunks; he was too busy imagining what life in space would be like.
Trunks was always busy imagining what space life would be like. "To bad this stuff's to complicated to work. Imagine if all we had to do was yell BLAST OFF and….." Trunks never got to finish the sentence because a loud rumble sounded from under their feet, and they tumbled to the ground as the large spaceship blasted its way out of the lab and into the sky.
Vegeta stopped training when he felt the shock wave that shot across the building, even his gravity chamber rattled from the force. "What the hell?" he grumbled as he jerked to door open, half expecting to see the house demolished by the two brats. But what he didn't expect to see was Bulma's brand new spaceship taking off into space.
"Oh shit," Vegeta whispered before running in the house to phone Bulma. At first he thought that somebody must have stolen the ship, but a feeling of forbidding lead him to check for the chi of his son and Kakarott's brat. He felt nothing, and he realized that the only way that was possible was if they were miles away. His gaze instantly shot towards the sky; the words he uttered would have made a nun pass out.
With his speed he reached the phone in a millisecond, he had Bulma on the other end within a minute. She looked annoyed at being interrupted while shopping. But before she could open her mouth Vegeta had already started talking.
"The brats, they got into the ship. They're gone." Even though Vegeta's impenetrable mask didn't show it, he was practically hysterical. He knew from personal experience that space was not a place for children. Bulma meanwhile was speechless, after years of living with Vegeta she had learned to read his emotions, and a hysterical Vegeta was not something you saw every day. The thought of her son lost in space made her what to break down, but she wouldn't allow herself, she had to get home and find a way to get the boys back.
"Wait there, me and Chichi will be there in a few minutes." Before she hung up, she quietly said to Vegeta. "Don't worry, we'll get them back." With a click she hung up, leaving Vegeta staring at the silent phone.
On the outskirts of space, far away from the familiar galaxy of home, the ship finally slowed, allowing Goten and Trunks to climb to their feet. They both ran towards the huge window and stared out at the emptiness of space. Neither knowing what to say they stood by the window for almost half an hour before Trunks mumbled, "We are in big trouble."
The trance broken Goten turned to stare at Trunks, "What… what happened?" His voice quivered slightly, Trunks wasn't sure what to say, but he had to say something.
"I think that, maybe, well…. The ship must be voice activated." Goten face crinkled up as if he was about to cry, instead he jumped at Trunks pinning him to the ground.
"This is all your fault!" he screamed, "You're the one who told the ship to blast off." Trunks stared up in surprise at the younger boy, then he got angry too. He shoved Goten off him and lunged to his feet.
"If you hadn't been there jabbering on about how great an adventure in space would be I never would have told it to blast off," he yelled. "Besides I didn't mean to make it take off," he grumbled, he crossed his arms and glared at Goten. Goten glared back, but both realized that a glaring contest wasn't going to get them anywhere.
Trunks sighed, "Look, if we're going to get home, we have to work together."
Goten took a last glare at Trunks before grudgingly nodding, "I still don't like you though."
"Don't worry, the feeling's mutual." Trunks retorted back, before walking over to the control panel, closely followed by Goten. The panel was a little high, so both the children jumped into one of the seats. Staring at the mess of buttons, levers and screens, they realized that they were in a lot more trouble than they had thought.
"Well Trunks, can you work anything?" Goten asked, one glance at Trunks crushed his hopes, the older boy had a very confused expression on his face. Before Goten could ask what they were going to do, Trunks's face light up.
"I have an idea," he cried, he turned his face upwards and yelled out, "Ship take us back home, to earth!" Both boys waited expectantly, but nothing happened. A beeping made them turn to face one of the screens, scrawled across the screen were the words, Coordinates Required.
Trunks turned to Goten, a frown on his face, "You wouldn't happen to know the coordinates to earth would you?" The question earned him a glare from the younger boy before Goten slumped down in his seat.
A hopeless expression crossed his face, "We're never going to get home, are we?" A sob escaped his throat and Trunks stared helplessly as Goten began crying.
He jumped down from his seat and ran over to Goten's, "Don't worry, we'll find a way home. Our families are lucky that way," he said while patting Goten's shoulder.
Goten lifted his head at looked at Trunks, "You really think so?"
"I know so," Trunks replied as convincingly as possible. It was convincing enough and Goten stopped crying, at once his thoughts turned to something else. He slipped out of his seat and walked over to one of the doors.
"Come on Trunks, let's find the fridge, we'll think better on a full stomach." The prospect obviously appealed to Trunks and he quickly followed Goten.
There's the
first part, what do you think so far? The next chapter is going to deal a
little bit with what the parents are experiencing as well as some more bonding
between Goten and Trunks. Now I need REVIEWS!!! Please, please, review.
I really want to know what you think of this story so far, and reviews are the best way to let me know. So REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! J