This is just Seventeen and Trunks relationship. Read and review please
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Chapter 1: Return
He covered his eyes as he stepped into the suns' powerful rays as he started to get his vision back, looking around all he can see trees and a small river flowing nearside a small mountain. It's been awhile since he's stepped foot on this planet. Earth. It's funny to think that just years back he was here alongside his sister with the desire to destroy this planet and all of its inhabitants.
His sister, Eighteen has deserted him. Just the thought of her overwhelms him with mixed emotions. She was his sister and he loved her but she left him.or maybe it was him that left her.
Much has changed. "I am a new man." He cringed at the words that escaped his lips.
A man was far from anything that he felt he was. "A monster is what I am." The past is done and he cannot change what he did. His power has decreased. Not leaving even half of the strength he used to have. "I'll manage." He was still able to fly.
His reason for coming back is still unclear but he presses on and keeps walking. The sounds of birds chirping are the only thing keeping him sane. His mind is so wrapped up in how he's going to survive on this planet without a job or money. Actually working just doesn't quite work for him.
'Why should I have to listen to an overweight slob who's still trying to get over a hangover tell me how to do things. But unfortunately I'm going to have to. That is unless of course I can find a very giving person.'
"There it is. The city. Satan City." His eyes can't focus on everything at once. Stores over there, streets that go on never ending, people yelling and screaming everywhere.
He'll have a few things to adjust to.
'Walking. Walking. Still freakin walking. Are there any places that have a "Help Wanted" sign?!? I must have walked in this same area at least five times! My Kami! What is it going to take for me to find a job?!? Becoming a gigolo is looking good right now!'
He looked over to his right to see an old man struggling to hold all of his packages balanced on top of each other. This might have brought his spirits up a bit so he stepped back to watch if he'd fall.
'Wait a tick; maybe by being nice to this guy I could bag some money! Buying all of those gifts?!? He must be loaded!'
"Here sir, let me help you with those." Seventeen smiled at him and grabbed some of the packages.
"Why thank you young man," he grinned "It's so nice to see someone who actually cares about us old bastards."
He walked in front of him and signaled for Seventeen to follow him. So he did. They must have walked for eight hundred blocks.
He honestly thought the old guy would fall over from so much walking, not to mention the heat.
"Uhm.Sir?" He turned around and looked at him.
"Is there any chance that we might be nearing our destination?"
He smiled and said "Right there," he pointed to a huge limo that must have taken up a whole avenue!
They loaded the parcels into the back of the car and took a step back.
"Thanks you so much young man." He patted him on the back and walked around the car to the driver's side.
Seventeen stood there. Stupefied. Suddenly he couldn't control it anymore, "YOU STINGEY LITTLE MAN! I DID NOT WALK ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE WITH THOSE DAMN PACKAGES SO YOU COULD FUCKING PAT ME ON THE SHOULDER! COUGH UP THE DOUGH OR I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!"
The man jumped into the car and was fumbling to put the key into the ignition.
Seventeen pounced on him and closed the door behind him as he put the old man into a headlock. He put his head on his shoulder while keeping his firm grip on his neck.
Holding the key very threateningly up to his neck he whispered, "Now if you want to live you will give me all of your cash and credit cards right now."
He loosened his grip as he started to gasp for air, "I-It's not my money sir! I'm just he-here to p-ick up presents for my b-boss's daughter. sir"
He tightened his grip again while asking "Now about how much money does your boss have? I mean he must be pretty loaded to have all this" Seventeen looked around the inside of the limo while once again loosening his grip to hear his response.
" M-my boss is a billionaire, sir."
'That's more like it.'
"Would you happen to have any of his credit cards with you?"
He looked at Seventeen through the side view mirror in horror. "Yes."
It was the simple answer he needed for his task.
"Good, now you will come with me as we go and get about.let's say.twenty billion out of your boss's account?"
He nodded nervously as Seventeen let him go. He was breathing loudly as he gasped for air continuously.
Seventeen frowned and tugged the old-timer's shirt collar as he rose from the car. "Make this fast old man, I haven't got all day."
They proceeded to a bank and as we made our way in Seventeen whispered quietly into his hairy ear, "No funny business. I don't need a gun to kill you and I certainly can take on these guards with what I've got." Bluffing is good in cases like this. He obviously believed Seventeen and went on with the plan.
Sure of himself, Seventeen went to wait outside. He "brought" a fruit punch (knocked a guy out and stole it from him, what have you) a from a nice man.
About ten minutes later he came out with what it seemed to be sacks of money. Seventeen smiled as he grabbed the man's arm hard and headed back to the car. "Are we going back to the car sir?" He heard him say.
"Well the funny thing about that is," Seventeen grabbed the money. "No dead guys allowed in the car."
He smiled as the old man's ancient eyes widened with terror. He attempted to run but it was too late. Seventeen had tackled him to the ground and smashed his head into the pavement with a reassuring crack. He was dead and there was no doubt about it. Seventeen picked him up and neatly tossed his body into a nearby dumpster."
"Money for me." He looked back at the dumpster and smiled. "None for you." He walked back to the limo with his "earnings" for the day and hopped in the driver's seat.
He started up the car and was on his way. "Maybe I should move somewhere else. The city is not for me. Maybe.a nice country side home." He smirked as he remembered the large amount of money strapped in the seat next to me is cash. Before he knew it he had driven past the Satan City sign and was on his way to a new life.
Capsule Corps. ~evening~
"Woman! Get your ass down here and make me some food! You've been in the bathroom all day and I'm sick of it!" Vegeta howled.
An angry Bulma arose from the bathroom and screamed. "Why don't you go and make it yourself you lazy ass bum!" She slammed the door and left a frustrated extremely hungry Vegeta.
Bulma was in the bathroom looking all over for her.sanitary napkins (pads to those who are periodically challenged.) "Where are they?!? And why is a woman of my age getting her period?!?" She knocked over hundreds of bottles and cans in search of the little life savers.
'I could use tampons.but that all get me too excited and Vegeta has made it all to clear that he's not in the mood to have sex...' Her thoughts trailed off.
"AhHa!" She picked up a blue package and went on her way with her find.
Vegeta however was still trying to figure out what to do about his dinner dilemma. 'I could order out. It's better than starving to death or worse.dying because of that woman's appalling excuse for a meal. He dialed up and ordered seven large pizzas with extra cheese, pepperoni and sausage.
Pizza Hut ~after Vegeta's call~
"Okay, Goten you're up for this delivery." Joe handed Goten the seven large pizzas in their heated bag.
"Do I really have to deliver these pizzas? It's less than a minute until my shift is over!" he groaned.
"I'll just pay you over time. Now get a move on!" Joe growled as Goten stepped out of the door mumbling under his breath.
He checked the address on the bag, "Capsule Corps." His spirits rose and his heart began to beat faster. 'Vegeta or Trunks must have ordered. It's not like Bulma to want to order out when she could make pizza herself.' The onyx eyed saiyan kept on flying as his thoughts were elsewhere. 'Maybe tonight's the night.' Goten had been wanting to reveal his feelings for the lavender haired saiyan for the longest time but was constantly stopped because of his fear of rejection. Tonight he would do it. He would walk straight up to his love and express his feelings.
He landed in front of the establishment and rang the doorbell. It seems he had only stood there for five seconds when Vegeta practically tore the door off its hinges to answer it.
"Err.' Goten cleared his throat." Here's your order, that will be $68.50" (*is not sure on the matter of yen to American currency* sorry but it never struck my mind *is hit* OW!)
Vegeta was now looking at the younger saiyan. Goten slanted on his side and looking into the house."Is Trunks in?" Almost suddenly a sound came from behind him.
"Hey dad, get some pizza?" Trunks sniffed the air and grabbed the pizzas from Vegeta's hand causing an almost sudden reflex for Vegeta's arm to wack him upside his head (sending him flying [not too far though, Trunks is eighteen now and even as a saiyan, strong for his age])
Grasping his throbbing cheek, "What was that for?!?"
"Being ill-bred enough to imagine that these pizzas were for you." Vegeta grunted. He walked inside as Trunks got up, still rubbing his sore head.
'He looks so sexy in that shirt.' Goten found his eyes tracing around Trunk's muscular chest and going down his torso. Trunks was wearing a navy blue tank top and grey sweat pants.
Trunks rutted an eyebrow as he watched his friend staring at him. "What are you doing? I know I'm gorgeous but that doesn't give you the right to stare at me like that." He smirked.
"Oh, sorry I didn't notice I was staring.It's just that.I.um." Goten couldn't find words. 'Why do you have to be so hot Trunks?!?'
"Well? What is it? I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything." He nudged Goten on the shoulder as he waited for a response.
"Um.well could you maybe come with me to somewhere more private?" Goten looked up at his friend who was now smiling widely.
"That big of a secret? Ok! Come on, lead the way." With that, the two demi- saiyans rose into the air and were off to a more.deluded area for Goten's surprise.
A couple of minutes after pure silence ended as they landed on a quiet beach. Trunks was getting a little freaked out now, 'Only couples and chicks come to this beach.Why is he taking me here.' He looked at his friend who was now staring straight at him.
"Trunks," Goten paused as he looked into his friend's deep pools. "Trunks I love you. I'm in love with you and if you want to runaway right now go ahead! I don't care. I also understand if you never want-"A finger was pushed to his lips to shut him up.
"It's okay Goten because I've known for sometime now. I was wondering when you were going to tell me." He smiled as Goten's expression changed from embarrassed to confused.
"You knew? Why didn't you tell me? That would have made this easier on my part."
Trunks leaned in closer to him and wrapped his arms around Goten's waist as he placed a scorching kiss on his lips. He was about to pull away when Goten pushed his body weight into him, sending him backwards with Goten on top. Goten went in for another kiss and startled a certain underlying saiyan. His fiery lips met with Trunk's and his tongue parted them for a deeper kiss. His tongue investigated Trunk's humid grotto (lol, don't ask.) Trunks let out a moan of pleasure as his hands traveled through the unruly mass of ebony hair.
Goten got off of Trunks and helped his lover to his feet. His lips now tingling from their moment of pure bliss. "I love you Trunks."
"I love you too Goten." Trunks smiled to his newfound love and then went into thought.'What now?' he looked at Goten with a look of concern, "Goten, what does this mean now? I mean.I'm not sure I'm will to just announce myself as a homo sexual at least not anytime soon."
"You don't have to, take your time. I love you and whatever makes you happy is fine with me." He was now being embraced by the other man.
"Thank you." He sighed as he pulled away. "We better be getting back home now. It's getting late."
They kissed each other bye and then headed back to their homes.
Son's ~Goten's arrival~
Goten stretched as he headed up the stairs. Then something hit him 'Wait! Isn't Trunks going shopping with his mom tomorrow? *sigh* I guess we'll have to get together another time.' He walked into the house to find Gohan fidgeting with the remote while Videl was shaking her head and smiling at him.
"You'll never find out how I got that secret channel, Gohan." Laughed Videl.
"Arg! How hard can it be?!?" Gohan panicked.
"Uhm.Hey guys whatcha doing?" Goten asked as he watched his confuzzeled (doesn't that word make you feel warm inside? ^_^) brother mess with the remote.
"Oh hey Goten!!" they both said and were back to playing with the remote.
"Videl! How did you get it in the first place?!? This is so complicated!" Videl shot a death glare at Gohan knowing that he was about to start humming that cursed song (Complicated. Hehe.)
He looked away from her and started playing with the clicker (better word.) "I found it one day when I was away at a fighting camp. Of course I was stronger than all the other kids so why bother fight them? It was a waste of my time. So I just sat in the lounge all day messing around with the channels and BOOM there it was!" Videl smiled as the now spastic Gohan gave up.
Goten went into the kitchen and grabbed a Coke as he headed upstairs to go and ask his mom about tomorrow. As he walked past his parent's room he heard his mom humming as she folded laundry and stacked them neatly into drawers.
(In his room) He sighed as he removed his articles of clothing and stepped into the steamy shower. 'I wonder why he never told me that he knew I was gay.He is my best friend after all. *sigh*(lot of sighs) Must have slipped his mind.'
He turned off the shower and stepped out as he grabbed his towel to wrap it around his slender waist. 'Trunks looked good today. His eyes were so loving when he was looking at me.Maybe he.really does love me!' Goten smiled as he was about to turn out the light.
"Just maybe."
He hung on to the hope of the thought that Trunk's have feelings for him were real. For months he had wanted to express his feelings to the older saiyan but never found the courage to. He was in love with Trunks and there was not a doubt in his mind of his feelings.Well there was the same gender problema (Spanish lesson ^_~).the fact that he his best friend and that both their mom's would have a heart attack if she found out. 'Those will be easy to get around' he smiled and drifted into slumber.
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About 10 miles from Capsule Corps. ~ 10:00 AM~
Seventeen had done some major shopping the previous night. He had brought the house he was now walking through, stylish furniture, the latest line of clothing, food and other needed items.
Seventeen smiled as he remembered the look that the house salesman's face when he told him that he could pay him in full for the house that very night. The man didn't refuse this once in a blue moon offer so he accepted it and sent Seventeen on his way.
The house was rather large just for one person.Hell, for four people! It had 4.5 bathrooms, a study which was now filled with the newest electronics you could imagine, a kitchen with a breakfast nook, a living room, and four bedrooms that were all now furnished from last night's shopping spree.
Seventeen sat down drinking his coffee as he wrapped his fingers on the table. 'Why am I so bored? I spent all that money last night and I'm still not happy!' He sighed as he went into the living room to watch some television.
He scanned from channel to channel until something caught his eye.A couple making out passionately on a hill. He looked at the people on his screen as his he felt his heart suddenly stopped beating. He wanted to love somebody. He wanted to be loved.
He turned off the TV and decided to go wash up and get dressed.
'I'm not going to meet the love of my life looking like this.' He thought.
'Wait.where am I going to find them?' He had flashbacks of last night and how many people he had seen in the local mall. "The mall." He grinned as he went back to showering and changing.
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Capsule Corps. ~12:00 AM~
Trunks was in his room changing for his little shopping date with his mom. He sighed at the thought of his mom constantly nagging him with what kind of things he should be buying.
"Trunks you're 18 years old now and you should be buying more sensible things!"" Are you seriously going to buy that?!?" "Put that back!" "Trunks you're a big boy now and you shouldn't be buying those childish games! (You call Vice City a childish game? Getting chased by cops and beating down people until they bleed has now decreased to the understanding of Barney worshippers? I think not. On with the story.)
The constant shrieking in his ear was going to be a pain. 'Maybe I could sneak a little "me" time in there and get away' he thought.
~One hour later at the mall~
"And don't you think for a minute that you're going to be slipping away for some "you" time in the mall today unless you help me with my shopping first, Trunks Briefs!" commanded Bulma.
"Sure mom." Trunks sighed as he looked around to see if any of his friends were within eye contact range.
He stopped to stare at a very familiar looking backside.I mean...Uhm.back. (Hehe)
It belonged to an average sized man with shoulder length shiny black hair. As the man turned around they made eyes contact. Icy blue eyes met his (.they are icy blue too.) Suddenly a rush of pink was sent to his cheeks as well as a surge of memory to his brain.It was him. Seventeen. Not wanting to shock his mom he didn't say anything but kept a look out from the corner of his eye.
He watched as the other man smirked his way.
'It's him alright. But he doesn't seem to be doing much except for looking at me.He looks cute.WHOA! Did I just say that I thought he was cute?!? *sigh* Even if I did.It's not the word I was looking for.Hot is more like it'
Bulma looked over to Trunks as she noticed a small smirk on his face.
'*Sigh* Teenage boys" she laughed at the thought of her son day dreaming about a girl.
Seventeen looked away from the lavender haired teen as he went back to drinking his slushie.
'He's gotten cutter since the last time I saw him. *sigh* By his expression, I think he remembers me. The old me. But I'm different now. I guess I'll have to show him.Could he be the one that I was destined to meet today? I know sometimes Miss Cleo can be off but maybe she was right.'
He threw away his drink and decided he would follow (STALKER! *points*.sorry) the man that could bring him love.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Was that better? I changed words around and had to delete things that didn't go as well as add new things. Review please. ~Fuzzy~
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Chapter 1: Return
He covered his eyes as he stepped into the suns' powerful rays as he started to get his vision back, looking around all he can see trees and a small river flowing nearside a small mountain. It's been awhile since he's stepped foot on this planet. Earth. It's funny to think that just years back he was here alongside his sister with the desire to destroy this planet and all of its inhabitants.
His sister, Eighteen has deserted him. Just the thought of her overwhelms him with mixed emotions. She was his sister and he loved her but she left him.or maybe it was him that left her.
Much has changed. "I am a new man." He cringed at the words that escaped his lips.
A man was far from anything that he felt he was. "A monster is what I am." The past is done and he cannot change what he did. His power has decreased. Not leaving even half of the strength he used to have. "I'll manage." He was still able to fly.
His reason for coming back is still unclear but he presses on and keeps walking. The sounds of birds chirping are the only thing keeping him sane. His mind is so wrapped up in how he's going to survive on this planet without a job or money. Actually working just doesn't quite work for him.
'Why should I have to listen to an overweight slob who's still trying to get over a hangover tell me how to do things. But unfortunately I'm going to have to. That is unless of course I can find a very giving person.'
"There it is. The city. Satan City." His eyes can't focus on everything at once. Stores over there, streets that go on never ending, people yelling and screaming everywhere.
He'll have a few things to adjust to.
'Walking. Walking. Still freakin walking. Are there any places that have a "Help Wanted" sign?!? I must have walked in this same area at least five times! My Kami! What is it going to take for me to find a job?!? Becoming a gigolo is looking good right now!'
He looked over to his right to see an old man struggling to hold all of his packages balanced on top of each other. This might have brought his spirits up a bit so he stepped back to watch if he'd fall.
'Wait a tick; maybe by being nice to this guy I could bag some money! Buying all of those gifts?!? He must be loaded!'
"Here sir, let me help you with those." Seventeen smiled at him and grabbed some of the packages.
"Why thank you young man," he grinned "It's so nice to see someone who actually cares about us old bastards."
He walked in front of him and signaled for Seventeen to follow him. So he did. They must have walked for eight hundred blocks.
He honestly thought the old guy would fall over from so much walking, not to mention the heat.
"Uhm.Sir?" He turned around and looked at him.
"Is there any chance that we might be nearing our destination?"
He smiled and said "Right there," he pointed to a huge limo that must have taken up a whole avenue!
They loaded the parcels into the back of the car and took a step back.
"Thanks you so much young man." He patted him on the back and walked around the car to the driver's side.
Seventeen stood there. Stupefied. Suddenly he couldn't control it anymore, "YOU STINGEY LITTLE MAN! I DID NOT WALK ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE WITH THOSE DAMN PACKAGES SO YOU COULD FUCKING PAT ME ON THE SHOULDER! COUGH UP THE DOUGH OR I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!"
The man jumped into the car and was fumbling to put the key into the ignition.
Seventeen pounced on him and closed the door behind him as he put the old man into a headlock. He put his head on his shoulder while keeping his firm grip on his neck.
Holding the key very threateningly up to his neck he whispered, "Now if you want to live you will give me all of your cash and credit cards right now."
He loosened his grip as he started to gasp for air, "I-It's not my money sir! I'm just he-here to p-ick up presents for my b-boss's daughter. sir"
He tightened his grip again while asking "Now about how much money does your boss have? I mean he must be pretty loaded to have all this" Seventeen looked around the inside of the limo while once again loosening his grip to hear his response.
" M-my boss is a billionaire, sir."
'That's more like it.'
"Would you happen to have any of his credit cards with you?"
He looked at Seventeen through the side view mirror in horror. "Yes."
It was the simple answer he needed for his task.
"Good, now you will come with me as we go and get about.let's say.twenty billion out of your boss's account?"
He nodded nervously as Seventeen let him go. He was breathing loudly as he gasped for air continuously.
Seventeen frowned and tugged the old-timer's shirt collar as he rose from the car. "Make this fast old man, I haven't got all day."
They proceeded to a bank and as we made our way in Seventeen whispered quietly into his hairy ear, "No funny business. I don't need a gun to kill you and I certainly can take on these guards with what I've got." Bluffing is good in cases like this. He obviously believed Seventeen and went on with the plan.
Sure of himself, Seventeen went to wait outside. He "brought" a fruit punch (knocked a guy out and stole it from him, what have you) a from a nice man.
About ten minutes later he came out with what it seemed to be sacks of money. Seventeen smiled as he grabbed the man's arm hard and headed back to the car. "Are we going back to the car sir?" He heard him say.
"Well the funny thing about that is," Seventeen grabbed the money. "No dead guys allowed in the car."
He smiled as the old man's ancient eyes widened with terror. He attempted to run but it was too late. Seventeen had tackled him to the ground and smashed his head into the pavement with a reassuring crack. He was dead and there was no doubt about it. Seventeen picked him up and neatly tossed his body into a nearby dumpster."
"Money for me." He looked back at the dumpster and smiled. "None for you." He walked back to the limo with his "earnings" for the day and hopped in the driver's seat.
He started up the car and was on his way. "Maybe I should move somewhere else. The city is not for me. Maybe.a nice country side home." He smirked as he remembered the large amount of money strapped in the seat next to me is cash. Before he knew it he had driven past the Satan City sign and was on his way to a new life.
Capsule Corps. ~evening~
"Woman! Get your ass down here and make me some food! You've been in the bathroom all day and I'm sick of it!" Vegeta howled.
An angry Bulma arose from the bathroom and screamed. "Why don't you go and make it yourself you lazy ass bum!" She slammed the door and left a frustrated extremely hungry Vegeta.
Bulma was in the bathroom looking all over for her.sanitary napkins (pads to those who are periodically challenged.) "Where are they?!? And why is a woman of my age getting her period?!?" She knocked over hundreds of bottles and cans in search of the little life savers.
'I could use tampons.but that all get me too excited and Vegeta has made it all to clear that he's not in the mood to have sex...' Her thoughts trailed off.
"AhHa!" She picked up a blue package and went on her way with her find.
Vegeta however was still trying to figure out what to do about his dinner dilemma. 'I could order out. It's better than starving to death or worse.dying because of that woman's appalling excuse for a meal. He dialed up and ordered seven large pizzas with extra cheese, pepperoni and sausage.
Pizza Hut ~after Vegeta's call~
"Okay, Goten you're up for this delivery." Joe handed Goten the seven large pizzas in their heated bag.
"Do I really have to deliver these pizzas? It's less than a minute until my shift is over!" he groaned.
"I'll just pay you over time. Now get a move on!" Joe growled as Goten stepped out of the door mumbling under his breath.
He checked the address on the bag, "Capsule Corps." His spirits rose and his heart began to beat faster. 'Vegeta or Trunks must have ordered. It's not like Bulma to want to order out when she could make pizza herself.' The onyx eyed saiyan kept on flying as his thoughts were elsewhere. 'Maybe tonight's the night.' Goten had been wanting to reveal his feelings for the lavender haired saiyan for the longest time but was constantly stopped because of his fear of rejection. Tonight he would do it. He would walk straight up to his love and express his feelings.
He landed in front of the establishment and rang the doorbell. It seems he had only stood there for five seconds when Vegeta practically tore the door off its hinges to answer it.
"Err.' Goten cleared his throat." Here's your order, that will be $68.50" (*is not sure on the matter of yen to American currency* sorry but it never struck my mind *is hit* OW!)
Vegeta was now looking at the younger saiyan. Goten slanted on his side and looking into the house."Is Trunks in?" Almost suddenly a sound came from behind him.
"Hey dad, get some pizza?" Trunks sniffed the air and grabbed the pizzas from Vegeta's hand causing an almost sudden reflex for Vegeta's arm to wack him upside his head (sending him flying [not too far though, Trunks is eighteen now and even as a saiyan, strong for his age])
Grasping his throbbing cheek, "What was that for?!?"
"Being ill-bred enough to imagine that these pizzas were for you." Vegeta grunted. He walked inside as Trunks got up, still rubbing his sore head.
'He looks so sexy in that shirt.' Goten found his eyes tracing around Trunk's muscular chest and going down his torso. Trunks was wearing a navy blue tank top and grey sweat pants.
Trunks rutted an eyebrow as he watched his friend staring at him. "What are you doing? I know I'm gorgeous but that doesn't give you the right to stare at me like that." He smirked.
"Oh, sorry I didn't notice I was staring.It's just that.I.um." Goten couldn't find words. 'Why do you have to be so hot Trunks?!?'
"Well? What is it? I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything." He nudged Goten on the shoulder as he waited for a response.
"Um.well could you maybe come with me to somewhere more private?" Goten looked up at his friend who was now smiling widely.
"That big of a secret? Ok! Come on, lead the way." With that, the two demi- saiyans rose into the air and were off to a more.deluded area for Goten's surprise.
A couple of minutes after pure silence ended as they landed on a quiet beach. Trunks was getting a little freaked out now, 'Only couples and chicks come to this beach.Why is he taking me here.' He looked at his friend who was now staring straight at him.
"Trunks," Goten paused as he looked into his friend's deep pools. "Trunks I love you. I'm in love with you and if you want to runaway right now go ahead! I don't care. I also understand if you never want-"A finger was pushed to his lips to shut him up.
"It's okay Goten because I've known for sometime now. I was wondering when you were going to tell me." He smiled as Goten's expression changed from embarrassed to confused.
"You knew? Why didn't you tell me? That would have made this easier on my part."
Trunks leaned in closer to him and wrapped his arms around Goten's waist as he placed a scorching kiss on his lips. He was about to pull away when Goten pushed his body weight into him, sending him backwards with Goten on top. Goten went in for another kiss and startled a certain underlying saiyan. His fiery lips met with Trunk's and his tongue parted them for a deeper kiss. His tongue investigated Trunk's humid grotto (lol, don't ask.) Trunks let out a moan of pleasure as his hands traveled through the unruly mass of ebony hair.
Goten got off of Trunks and helped his lover to his feet. His lips now tingling from their moment of pure bliss. "I love you Trunks."
"I love you too Goten." Trunks smiled to his newfound love and then went into thought.'What now?' he looked at Goten with a look of concern, "Goten, what does this mean now? I mean.I'm not sure I'm will to just announce myself as a homo sexual at least not anytime soon."
"You don't have to, take your time. I love you and whatever makes you happy is fine with me." He was now being embraced by the other man.
"Thank you." He sighed as he pulled away. "We better be getting back home now. It's getting late."
They kissed each other bye and then headed back to their homes.
Son's ~Goten's arrival~
Goten stretched as he headed up the stairs. Then something hit him 'Wait! Isn't Trunks going shopping with his mom tomorrow? *sigh* I guess we'll have to get together another time.' He walked into the house to find Gohan fidgeting with the remote while Videl was shaking her head and smiling at him.
"You'll never find out how I got that secret channel, Gohan." Laughed Videl.
"Arg! How hard can it be?!?" Gohan panicked.
"Uhm.Hey guys whatcha doing?" Goten asked as he watched his confuzzeled (doesn't that word make you feel warm inside? ^_^) brother mess with the remote.
"Oh hey Goten!!" they both said and were back to playing with the remote.
"Videl! How did you get it in the first place?!? This is so complicated!" Videl shot a death glare at Gohan knowing that he was about to start humming that cursed song (Complicated. Hehe.)
He looked away from her and started playing with the clicker (better word.) "I found it one day when I was away at a fighting camp. Of course I was stronger than all the other kids so why bother fight them? It was a waste of my time. So I just sat in the lounge all day messing around with the channels and BOOM there it was!" Videl smiled as the now spastic Gohan gave up.
Goten went into the kitchen and grabbed a Coke as he headed upstairs to go and ask his mom about tomorrow. As he walked past his parent's room he heard his mom humming as she folded laundry and stacked them neatly into drawers.
(In his room) He sighed as he removed his articles of clothing and stepped into the steamy shower. 'I wonder why he never told me that he knew I was gay.He is my best friend after all. *sigh*(lot of sighs) Must have slipped his mind.'
He turned off the shower and stepped out as he grabbed his towel to wrap it around his slender waist. 'Trunks looked good today. His eyes were so loving when he was looking at me.Maybe he.really does love me!' Goten smiled as he was about to turn out the light.
"Just maybe."
He hung on to the hope of the thought that Trunk's have feelings for him were real. For months he had wanted to express his feelings to the older saiyan but never found the courage to. He was in love with Trunks and there was not a doubt in his mind of his feelings.Well there was the same gender problema (Spanish lesson ^_~).the fact that he his best friend and that both their mom's would have a heart attack if she found out. 'Those will be easy to get around' he smiled and drifted into slumber.
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About 10 miles from Capsule Corps. ~ 10:00 AM~
Seventeen had done some major shopping the previous night. He had brought the house he was now walking through, stylish furniture, the latest line of clothing, food and other needed items.
Seventeen smiled as he remembered the look that the house salesman's face when he told him that he could pay him in full for the house that very night. The man didn't refuse this once in a blue moon offer so he accepted it and sent Seventeen on his way.
The house was rather large just for one person.Hell, for four people! It had 4.5 bathrooms, a study which was now filled with the newest electronics you could imagine, a kitchen with a breakfast nook, a living room, and four bedrooms that were all now furnished from last night's shopping spree.
Seventeen sat down drinking his coffee as he wrapped his fingers on the table. 'Why am I so bored? I spent all that money last night and I'm still not happy!' He sighed as he went into the living room to watch some television.
He scanned from channel to channel until something caught his eye.A couple making out passionately on a hill. He looked at the people on his screen as his he felt his heart suddenly stopped beating. He wanted to love somebody. He wanted to be loved.
He turned off the TV and decided to go wash up and get dressed.
'I'm not going to meet the love of my life looking like this.' He thought.
'Wait.where am I going to find them?' He had flashbacks of last night and how many people he had seen in the local mall. "The mall." He grinned as he went back to showering and changing.
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Capsule Corps. ~12:00 AM~
Trunks was in his room changing for his little shopping date with his mom. He sighed at the thought of his mom constantly nagging him with what kind of things he should be buying.
"Trunks you're 18 years old now and you should be buying more sensible things!"" Are you seriously going to buy that?!?" "Put that back!" "Trunks you're a big boy now and you shouldn't be buying those childish games! (You call Vice City a childish game? Getting chased by cops and beating down people until they bleed has now decreased to the understanding of Barney worshippers? I think not. On with the story.)
The constant shrieking in his ear was going to be a pain. 'Maybe I could sneak a little "me" time in there and get away' he thought.
~One hour later at the mall~
"And don't you think for a minute that you're going to be slipping away for some "you" time in the mall today unless you help me with my shopping first, Trunks Briefs!" commanded Bulma.
"Sure mom." Trunks sighed as he looked around to see if any of his friends were within eye contact range.
He stopped to stare at a very familiar looking backside.I mean...Uhm.back. (Hehe)
It belonged to an average sized man with shoulder length shiny black hair. As the man turned around they made eyes contact. Icy blue eyes met his (.they are icy blue too.) Suddenly a rush of pink was sent to his cheeks as well as a surge of memory to his brain.It was him. Seventeen. Not wanting to shock his mom he didn't say anything but kept a look out from the corner of his eye.
He watched as the other man smirked his way.
'It's him alright. But he doesn't seem to be doing much except for looking at me.He looks cute.WHOA! Did I just say that I thought he was cute?!? *sigh* Even if I did.It's not the word I was looking for.Hot is more like it'
Bulma looked over to Trunks as she noticed a small smirk on his face.
'*Sigh* Teenage boys" she laughed at the thought of her son day dreaming about a girl.
Seventeen looked away from the lavender haired teen as he went back to drinking his slushie.
'He's gotten cutter since the last time I saw him. *sigh* By his expression, I think he remembers me. The old me. But I'm different now. I guess I'll have to show him.Could he be the one that I was destined to meet today? I know sometimes Miss Cleo can be off but maybe she was right.'
He threw away his drink and decided he would follow (STALKER! *points*.sorry) the man that could bring him love.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Was that better? I changed words around and had to delete things that didn't go as well as add new things. Review please. ~Fuzzy~