disclaimers: Do I really have to? Sigh. I do not own DBZ....:(
This is Yaoi, boyxboy love.
Warnings: Hrm...lets see. Um...Nothing yet. Fluff warning. ^_^
In case I confused anyone: Okay, yes there are going to alot of different looks into Goten and Trunks past. CHIBI PAST: when their under 11. PAST: 11- 14. INTERLUDE: 17-19 (will be in the next few chappies)
Hope that cleared it up. These memoires do not fall in chornological order, BTW.
Here's a spoiler for the rest of the fic...hrm.: Trunks got into a car wreck that left him with amnesia...amnesia that caused him to forget his past. In that cruel way that fate worked, only the memories of Goten were erased.
On with the fic...^_^
THE STORY OF YOU AND ME
PAST I
"Trunks!!" came a yell from behind the prince. The boy turned around, a huge smile on his face as his best friend came into view. The thirteen year old was riding on a fluffy, golden cloud. The wind ruffled his ebony locks playfully. The boy lept from the nimbus and returned the smile albeit much goofier to his older friend.
"Where have you been Chibi? I went over to your house a few weeks ago and your mom said you were gone."
"Me and Dad went to Mr. Piccolo's!" Goten stated happily. Trunks led his smaller friend to the bank of a placid lake. A foreboding feeling launched itself into the prince's heart and he couldn't help but panic. Goten cocked his head to the side, confused by his friend's action. "Trunks, what is it? Whats wrong?"
"Chibi....why did you go to Piccolo's?" his voice was tiny, barely even escaping as a rasped whisper.
"Dad asked Mr.Piccolo if we could stay there for a while. Why?"
"Don't you get it Goten!!" Trunks snapped, venting his frustration on his friend. He had for so long suspected this day would come, but why now? Why now when..when he was just coming to terms with what he was feeling? When he just realized that he..that he was in love with his best friend? It had all started that day when Goten gave him the birthday present. He didn't understand then the depths to which he would later love Goten but now, it was impossible to even imagine life without the bubbly teen. He was Trunks escape from his life. He was Trunks lifeline. It had been ages since their first kiss. That innocent, tender display of affection seemed lost. Trunks found himself reminesceing. It may not have meant the same degree to Goten as it did Trunks but it was the older boys saving grace just as it was now. The pressures of constantly being hounded by his parents were causing a rift in Trunks soul. The one thing keeping him alive: Goten.
The younger of the pair stared quizzically at Trunks, the elder completely absorbed in his thoughts. Trunks had been doing it more often recently. It scared Goten to know Trunks was being so distant. When he tried to ask Trunks about his moods, Trunks would shout at him and tell him to get lost. Goten sighed wearily, the beaming smile dissipating and all that remained was a grim line. "Don't I get what, Trunks?" Goten asked, his voice rough and so unlike his normal, peachiness.
Trunks turned to his friend, eyes narrowed at the harsh, unfamiliar, sound. Goten's inviting reslove had vanished, leaving a darkened visage in its wake. The naivetity dissappeared and was replaced by a calculating, serious air. Trunks averted his eyes from the cold murky depths. "The reason you went to Piccolo's."
"What do you think it means?"
"I think it means your going to be leaving me," his voice was a chocked, sob. He brought his hands to his stinging eyes where he rubbed angrily. He slanted his body so that Goten couldn't witness the tears that coursed mercilessly down his cheeks. Goten stared at Trunks, the broad shoulders shaking as hushed sobs racked the boy's frame. Goten didn't realize until then just how fragile Trunks really was. He always thought the boy to be unbreakable, unsuccumbed to emotions-like his father. Goten fought the wave of feelings that had sought to claim him years before. He didn't know that it was love; the love for a soulmate.
"Trunks......" Goten spoke gently, hands resting on Trunks shoulders. Some warmth flickered in the chocolate orbs again. "I'm sorry Trunks. I..I don't undertand why you would I think I would leave you. Even if me and Daddy move away, I'll still come see you!" Goten achieved in spinning Trunks body around. The cerulean eyes were bloodshot and puffy, dark circles plauged the skin underneath the lower lids. "I promise Trunks. I'll always be here."
"You mean it Goten?"
"I mean it Trunks."
The following day, Goten was gone....
* * *
^_^ Cliffie. Hrm. Well. You'll find out soon.
.
This is Yaoi, boyxboy love.
Warnings: Hrm...lets see. Um...Nothing yet. Fluff warning. ^_^
In case I confused anyone: Okay, yes there are going to alot of different looks into Goten and Trunks past. CHIBI PAST: when their under 11. PAST: 11- 14. INTERLUDE: 17-19 (will be in the next few chappies)
Hope that cleared it up. These memoires do not fall in chornological order, BTW.
Here's a spoiler for the rest of the fic...hrm.: Trunks got into a car wreck that left him with amnesia...amnesia that caused him to forget his past. In that cruel way that fate worked, only the memories of Goten were erased.
On with the fic...^_^
THE STORY OF YOU AND ME
PAST I
"Trunks!!" came a yell from behind the prince. The boy turned around, a huge smile on his face as his best friend came into view. The thirteen year old was riding on a fluffy, golden cloud. The wind ruffled his ebony locks playfully. The boy lept from the nimbus and returned the smile albeit much goofier to his older friend.
"Where have you been Chibi? I went over to your house a few weeks ago and your mom said you were gone."
"Me and Dad went to Mr. Piccolo's!" Goten stated happily. Trunks led his smaller friend to the bank of a placid lake. A foreboding feeling launched itself into the prince's heart and he couldn't help but panic. Goten cocked his head to the side, confused by his friend's action. "Trunks, what is it? Whats wrong?"
"Chibi....why did you go to Piccolo's?" his voice was tiny, barely even escaping as a rasped whisper.
"Dad asked Mr.Piccolo if we could stay there for a while. Why?"
"Don't you get it Goten!!" Trunks snapped, venting his frustration on his friend. He had for so long suspected this day would come, but why now? Why now when..when he was just coming to terms with what he was feeling? When he just realized that he..that he was in love with his best friend? It had all started that day when Goten gave him the birthday present. He didn't understand then the depths to which he would later love Goten but now, it was impossible to even imagine life without the bubbly teen. He was Trunks escape from his life. He was Trunks lifeline. It had been ages since their first kiss. That innocent, tender display of affection seemed lost. Trunks found himself reminesceing. It may not have meant the same degree to Goten as it did Trunks but it was the older boys saving grace just as it was now. The pressures of constantly being hounded by his parents were causing a rift in Trunks soul. The one thing keeping him alive: Goten.
The younger of the pair stared quizzically at Trunks, the elder completely absorbed in his thoughts. Trunks had been doing it more often recently. It scared Goten to know Trunks was being so distant. When he tried to ask Trunks about his moods, Trunks would shout at him and tell him to get lost. Goten sighed wearily, the beaming smile dissipating and all that remained was a grim line. "Don't I get what, Trunks?" Goten asked, his voice rough and so unlike his normal, peachiness.
Trunks turned to his friend, eyes narrowed at the harsh, unfamiliar, sound. Goten's inviting reslove had vanished, leaving a darkened visage in its wake. The naivetity dissappeared and was replaced by a calculating, serious air. Trunks averted his eyes from the cold murky depths. "The reason you went to Piccolo's."
"What do you think it means?"
"I think it means your going to be leaving me," his voice was a chocked, sob. He brought his hands to his stinging eyes where he rubbed angrily. He slanted his body so that Goten couldn't witness the tears that coursed mercilessly down his cheeks. Goten stared at Trunks, the broad shoulders shaking as hushed sobs racked the boy's frame. Goten didn't realize until then just how fragile Trunks really was. He always thought the boy to be unbreakable, unsuccumbed to emotions-like his father. Goten fought the wave of feelings that had sought to claim him years before. He didn't know that it was love; the love for a soulmate.
"Trunks......" Goten spoke gently, hands resting on Trunks shoulders. Some warmth flickered in the chocolate orbs again. "I'm sorry Trunks. I..I don't undertand why you would I think I would leave you. Even if me and Daddy move away, I'll still come see you!" Goten achieved in spinning Trunks body around. The cerulean eyes were bloodshot and puffy, dark circles plauged the skin underneath the lower lids. "I promise Trunks. I'll always be here."
"You mean it Goten?"
"I mean it Trunks."
The following day, Goten was gone....
* * *
^_^ Cliffie. Hrm. Well. You'll find out soon.
.