Disclaimer: I love Trunks. He's so self-abusing! I don't own Dragonballz,
but if I did, I'd torture them all terribly...so it's probably a good thing
I don't own it.
Notes: See bottom notes.
~*~
Trunks stared nervously at the door to the training room where his father was sparring. He had to confess, didn't he? He'd done something HORRIBLE. Trunks felt a terrible sense of shame tugging at his soul. It'd been THREE MONTHS since he'd raped his best friend, and he still didn't know what to do.
*God...I was so drunk, I didn't mean to! But Goten couldn't have wanted it...I'm a terrible person...Goten probably hates me. He probably doesn't even want to see me long enough to kick my ass. Damn it...you know you weren't THAT drunk Trunks...and Goten was. You knew better. You raped him* Gulping, the purple-haired young man reached out to knock on the door, but, thinking better of it, yanked it open instead, not wanting to lose his nerve.
Darting through the door, Trunks took a deep breath, "Dad, I've done something terrible. I r--" Trunks' heroic, if misguided confession was cut off at the rather...interesting...position he found his father and Goku in. Trunks frowned, "Hey 'tousan, I thought you gave up trying to kill Goku- san..." Trunks was now highly relieved he'd managed to stop his confession. He didn't want to admit to his terrible moral failing in front of GOKU of all people.
Vegeta looked up from where he held Goku pinned face first to the floor, face flushed with...well, it COULD be anger...his breath sure was coming pretty quickly, and then there was that suspicious bulge...NO! Trunks shook the thoughts away. It was just his terrible, terrible mind projecting his own evilness onto his father and Goku. His father was just trying to kill Goku. That's all.
Goku looked up with a smile, "Oi, hey Trunks! How's it going?" Goku knew exactly how it was going. Trunks looked almost as miserable as Goten looked these days, "Say, where've you been? You and Goten haven't been hanging out that often lately..."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. He knew all about Goten and Trunks and their little...secret. How terribly sweet, and how typically Kakarot to play the fool. Idly kicking his sometimes lover in the ribs, Vegeta stood up and faced his son. "Well, what the hell do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?"
Goku grinned, "Yeah, Vegeta's busy kissing my ass."
Trunks tilted his head slightly in confusion, "Erm...don't you mean KICKING your ass, Goku?"
Goku smirked, "Yeah, sure, whatever."
Trunks eyed the two oddly, "Oookaaay...anyway, nevermind. It isn't important." Trunks' sullen guilty face said otherwise, but he wasn't going to ask his dad for advice when the victims' father was right there in the room.
Vegeta snorted, "Fine, then get your ass out of here so we can finish...training."
Biting his lip in confusion, the purple-haired demi-Saiyan left the room with one last curious glance. He couldn't help but think he seemed to be missing something.
Vegeta gasped as Goku wrapped his arms around him from behind as the door closed, "Come on 'Geta...let's go get the girls. We can have some fun..." Goku nipped lightly at Vegeta's earlobe for emphasis.
Vegeta shivered, a firey pleasure lighting his loins at the thought. "Fine. Fusion?"
Goku grinned, "Of course."
~*~
"Goten, are you sure you'll be alright here alone?" ChiChi's eyes were concerned as she glanced over her shoulder at her husband, wondering just exactly where he wanted to go and why. But no, it was all a BIG secret. Darn him, Goku could be annoying sometimes.
Goten smiled weakly, "Yeah, I'm fine mom," he shook his head, shaggy hair scattering with a shrug, "Actually, I think I'll just go take a nap. I've been so worried about telling you..."
ChiChi frowned, "Son Goten, I can't believe you'd actually think I'd be that shallow." Pulling her son into a hug, ChiChi kissed him gently on the forehead, "Go sleep. And drink a lot of fluids. And if you need anything, just call...hmm, oh, just call Gohan," she smiled sympathetically at his pensive look, "He'll find out sooner or later hon, and he's your brother. Trust him."
Goku stepped up behind ChiChi, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling the top of her head, "Yeah, be good Goten!"
Goten winced. *A little too late for that advice now, dad.*
ChiChi blushed as Goku's hands began to roam to places that were best left to the bedroom, and elbowed him in the ribs, "We'll be back in awhile Goten."
Goku smirked broadly, "See you later son." Placing his fingers to his forehead, he and his wife vanished without a trace.
In Bulma's lab at Capsule Corporation, a similar conversation was taking place.
"Vegeta, NO! I need to work, I am NOT going to fix your STUPID bots again, it's not like you NEED me to anyway, just grab a MONKEY wrench and get your TAIL in there and do it YOURSELF!" Bulma huffed, satisfied with her insults and returned to her work.
Vegeta frowned. Now was not the time for arguing. He was damned horny and that was that.
~*~
Trunks looked up from his glass of juice in surprise as his mother yelped in outrage, only to see Vegeta carrying her through the halls over his shoulder.
"VEEEGEEETAAA!!! YOU PUT ME DOWN GOD DAMN IT OR I SWEAR TO KAMI I'LL GET GOKU TO COME OVER HERE AND KICK YOUR ASS!" Bulma screeched, the severity of her protest somewhat lessened by the fact that she couldn't help but giggle at Vegeta stealing her away to ravish her. It was like the plot of some bad romance novel.
Vegeta didn't even wince, despite the havoc the scream wrought with his ears, "Idle threats woman. We both know he likes me better than you." Smirking, Vegeta carried Bulma through the door of the gravity chamber and slammed it shut with an ominous clunk, as the lock spun into place.
Trunks eyed the room warily. *Goku likes dad better than he likes mom? Oookaay...what's that supposed to mean?* Sighing, Trunks figured his conscious would just have to retain its guilty weight until his father was done with his fun.
~*~
ChiChi blinked in surprise as Bulma was carried into the room, "Hey, do YOU know what's going on here?" The clank of the door was audible, as if her fate was sealed with its locking.
Bulma pushed blue hair out of her red and sweaty face and glared at the two men who smirked at them from across the room, "No, I don't have a CLUE. Just WHAT do you two think you're DOING?!"
Goku and Vegeta stood together, arms entwined, not deigning to answer.
Goku tilted his head to the side, "Ready 'Geta?"
Vegeta smirked, "Sure. This'll be fun. I'm surprised they haven't figured it out yet."
Bulma's eyes widened as a familiar dance began to play itself out between the two now-nude warriors, "Oh no..."
ChiChi slapped a hand to her forehead and groaned, "Aww man, Vegeta's bad enough, not HIM..."
A flash of golden light brought the two out of their shock. Bulma crossed her arms, a bit amused and ChiChi rolled her eyes as the new being strode forward to pull Bulma and ChiChi to him with a smirk.
"Good to see you again ladies. Gogeta, love machine extraordinaire, at your service."
~*~
Trunks paced directly outside the training room. There were odd noises coming from inside, and he wasn't sure whether he wanted to go in just yet. Gah, what was he going to do?! This was killing him.
Biting his lip, Trunks glanced out the window. There was someone...someone who could punish him like he deserved to be punished. Someone who would at least help to alleviate his guilt. Gulping, Trunks nodded decisively and forced himself out the door. It was only minutes away. He'd be there soon. Shortly, three months of misery would be over. Gohan was very protective. He'd KILL him when he found out what he did to his little brother.
~*~
Goten groaned and leaned over, looking at the phone. His parents had only been gone for about an hour, but he was STARVING. And not just starving for anything. Starving for fresh coconut and peanut butter burittos. Goten clenched his stomach and whimpered. This was terrible.
Unwillingly, Goten's fingers inched across the bed and towards the phone. GOHAN would get him a coconut and peanut butter buritto if he asked. GOHAN loved him. GOHAN was his big brother...surely he wouldn't condemn him, would he?
Goten hesitated indecisively, then snatched the phone and began to dial. The possible condemnation and hatred from the brother he loved as a second father took a poor second place to an empty stomach. Goten was willing to chance it.
~*~
Notes: ^_^ I know there wasn't much Goten and Trunks in this chapter, but I'm sure you guys can see where I'm going. At this rate I'm thinking this thing will be around five chapters. Maybe one more or one less. In fact, if I keep writing this quickly, it might be done before the weekend is over ^_^ Now before you flame me for bringing Bulma and ChiChi in, didn't I warn you I liked them? I warned you that Goku and Vegeta were just in it for the sex? Yup, yup, I did. ^_^ Besides, how could I list this as humor with two sad main characters? You've got to admit, Gogeta getting kinky with Bulma and ChiChi is pretty funny. Hmm, either that or I'm terribly twisted. Probably the latter ^_^* See you later!
Notes: See bottom notes.
~*~
Trunks stared nervously at the door to the training room where his father was sparring. He had to confess, didn't he? He'd done something HORRIBLE. Trunks felt a terrible sense of shame tugging at his soul. It'd been THREE MONTHS since he'd raped his best friend, and he still didn't know what to do.
*God...I was so drunk, I didn't mean to! But Goten couldn't have wanted it...I'm a terrible person...Goten probably hates me. He probably doesn't even want to see me long enough to kick my ass. Damn it...you know you weren't THAT drunk Trunks...and Goten was. You knew better. You raped him* Gulping, the purple-haired young man reached out to knock on the door, but, thinking better of it, yanked it open instead, not wanting to lose his nerve.
Darting through the door, Trunks took a deep breath, "Dad, I've done something terrible. I r--" Trunks' heroic, if misguided confession was cut off at the rather...interesting...position he found his father and Goku in. Trunks frowned, "Hey 'tousan, I thought you gave up trying to kill Goku- san..." Trunks was now highly relieved he'd managed to stop his confession. He didn't want to admit to his terrible moral failing in front of GOKU of all people.
Vegeta looked up from where he held Goku pinned face first to the floor, face flushed with...well, it COULD be anger...his breath sure was coming pretty quickly, and then there was that suspicious bulge...NO! Trunks shook the thoughts away. It was just his terrible, terrible mind projecting his own evilness onto his father and Goku. His father was just trying to kill Goku. That's all.
Goku looked up with a smile, "Oi, hey Trunks! How's it going?" Goku knew exactly how it was going. Trunks looked almost as miserable as Goten looked these days, "Say, where've you been? You and Goten haven't been hanging out that often lately..."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. He knew all about Goten and Trunks and their little...secret. How terribly sweet, and how typically Kakarot to play the fool. Idly kicking his sometimes lover in the ribs, Vegeta stood up and faced his son. "Well, what the hell do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?"
Goku grinned, "Yeah, Vegeta's busy kissing my ass."
Trunks tilted his head slightly in confusion, "Erm...don't you mean KICKING your ass, Goku?"
Goku smirked, "Yeah, sure, whatever."
Trunks eyed the two oddly, "Oookaaay...anyway, nevermind. It isn't important." Trunks' sullen guilty face said otherwise, but he wasn't going to ask his dad for advice when the victims' father was right there in the room.
Vegeta snorted, "Fine, then get your ass out of here so we can finish...training."
Biting his lip in confusion, the purple-haired demi-Saiyan left the room with one last curious glance. He couldn't help but think he seemed to be missing something.
Vegeta gasped as Goku wrapped his arms around him from behind as the door closed, "Come on 'Geta...let's go get the girls. We can have some fun..." Goku nipped lightly at Vegeta's earlobe for emphasis.
Vegeta shivered, a firey pleasure lighting his loins at the thought. "Fine. Fusion?"
Goku grinned, "Of course."
~*~
"Goten, are you sure you'll be alright here alone?" ChiChi's eyes were concerned as she glanced over her shoulder at her husband, wondering just exactly where he wanted to go and why. But no, it was all a BIG secret. Darn him, Goku could be annoying sometimes.
Goten smiled weakly, "Yeah, I'm fine mom," he shook his head, shaggy hair scattering with a shrug, "Actually, I think I'll just go take a nap. I've been so worried about telling you..."
ChiChi frowned, "Son Goten, I can't believe you'd actually think I'd be that shallow." Pulling her son into a hug, ChiChi kissed him gently on the forehead, "Go sleep. And drink a lot of fluids. And if you need anything, just call...hmm, oh, just call Gohan," she smiled sympathetically at his pensive look, "He'll find out sooner or later hon, and he's your brother. Trust him."
Goku stepped up behind ChiChi, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling the top of her head, "Yeah, be good Goten!"
Goten winced. *A little too late for that advice now, dad.*
ChiChi blushed as Goku's hands began to roam to places that were best left to the bedroom, and elbowed him in the ribs, "We'll be back in awhile Goten."
Goku smirked broadly, "See you later son." Placing his fingers to his forehead, he and his wife vanished without a trace.
In Bulma's lab at Capsule Corporation, a similar conversation was taking place.
"Vegeta, NO! I need to work, I am NOT going to fix your STUPID bots again, it's not like you NEED me to anyway, just grab a MONKEY wrench and get your TAIL in there and do it YOURSELF!" Bulma huffed, satisfied with her insults and returned to her work.
Vegeta frowned. Now was not the time for arguing. He was damned horny and that was that.
~*~
Trunks looked up from his glass of juice in surprise as his mother yelped in outrage, only to see Vegeta carrying her through the halls over his shoulder.
"VEEEGEEETAAA!!! YOU PUT ME DOWN GOD DAMN IT OR I SWEAR TO KAMI I'LL GET GOKU TO COME OVER HERE AND KICK YOUR ASS!" Bulma screeched, the severity of her protest somewhat lessened by the fact that she couldn't help but giggle at Vegeta stealing her away to ravish her. It was like the plot of some bad romance novel.
Vegeta didn't even wince, despite the havoc the scream wrought with his ears, "Idle threats woman. We both know he likes me better than you." Smirking, Vegeta carried Bulma through the door of the gravity chamber and slammed it shut with an ominous clunk, as the lock spun into place.
Trunks eyed the room warily. *Goku likes dad better than he likes mom? Oookaay...what's that supposed to mean?* Sighing, Trunks figured his conscious would just have to retain its guilty weight until his father was done with his fun.
~*~
ChiChi blinked in surprise as Bulma was carried into the room, "Hey, do YOU know what's going on here?" The clank of the door was audible, as if her fate was sealed with its locking.
Bulma pushed blue hair out of her red and sweaty face and glared at the two men who smirked at them from across the room, "No, I don't have a CLUE. Just WHAT do you two think you're DOING?!"
Goku and Vegeta stood together, arms entwined, not deigning to answer.
Goku tilted his head to the side, "Ready 'Geta?"
Vegeta smirked, "Sure. This'll be fun. I'm surprised they haven't figured it out yet."
Bulma's eyes widened as a familiar dance began to play itself out between the two now-nude warriors, "Oh no..."
ChiChi slapped a hand to her forehead and groaned, "Aww man, Vegeta's bad enough, not HIM..."
A flash of golden light brought the two out of their shock. Bulma crossed her arms, a bit amused and ChiChi rolled her eyes as the new being strode forward to pull Bulma and ChiChi to him with a smirk.
"Good to see you again ladies. Gogeta, love machine extraordinaire, at your service."
~*~
Trunks paced directly outside the training room. There were odd noises coming from inside, and he wasn't sure whether he wanted to go in just yet. Gah, what was he going to do?! This was killing him.
Biting his lip, Trunks glanced out the window. There was someone...someone who could punish him like he deserved to be punished. Someone who would at least help to alleviate his guilt. Gulping, Trunks nodded decisively and forced himself out the door. It was only minutes away. He'd be there soon. Shortly, three months of misery would be over. Gohan was very protective. He'd KILL him when he found out what he did to his little brother.
~*~
Goten groaned and leaned over, looking at the phone. His parents had only been gone for about an hour, but he was STARVING. And not just starving for anything. Starving for fresh coconut and peanut butter burittos. Goten clenched his stomach and whimpered. This was terrible.
Unwillingly, Goten's fingers inched across the bed and towards the phone. GOHAN would get him a coconut and peanut butter buritto if he asked. GOHAN loved him. GOHAN was his big brother...surely he wouldn't condemn him, would he?
Goten hesitated indecisively, then snatched the phone and began to dial. The possible condemnation and hatred from the brother he loved as a second father took a poor second place to an empty stomach. Goten was willing to chance it.
~*~
Notes: ^_^ I know there wasn't much Goten and Trunks in this chapter, but I'm sure you guys can see where I'm going. At this rate I'm thinking this thing will be around five chapters. Maybe one more or one less. In fact, if I keep writing this quickly, it might be done before the weekend is over ^_^ Now before you flame me for bringing Bulma and ChiChi in, didn't I warn you I liked them? I warned you that Goku and Vegeta were just in it for the sex? Yup, yup, I did. ^_^ Besides, how could I list this as humor with two sad main characters? You've got to admit, Gogeta getting kinky with Bulma and ChiChi is pretty funny. Hmm, either that or I'm terribly twisted. Probably the latter ^_^* See you later!