The Trouble With Girls-(Based on The trouble with Fans)
By Saiya-chan
Disclaimer:No...I don't own DBZ, Trunks or Gohan but I wish I did, (well Trunks anyway lol). Um...I own everything else. Remember the Trouble with Fans? Well that one was not exactly shounen ai or slash but it could have easily been, therefore I have decided to base this story on it. This is way more serious and has less to do with the band. Haha! ready for the boy-boy yaoi? here we go! (A/N: The Guys have no powers, they are about the same age...Trunks:21 Gohan:26 no relation to anything abnormal...except maybe the talking animals and hovercars...of course our other DBZ stars will make cameos, eventually! hahah!)
Music Box-Chapter One
He pulled back the black see-through curtains for extra daylight, but none was found. The sky was gray and the sun was hiding behind the clouds. Clear drops of rain began pounding the sidewalk violently and soon came down in a heavy sheet. He wanted to scratch his arm, but it was too well casted to reach. "Damn." He said reaching for a pencil to wedge between the hard plaster and his own tender flesh.
"Where were you?" he asked as his friend and band member came through the door. He was soaking wet and dripping all over the shiny hardwood floor of their hotel. "Hello to you to Trunks! I'm just fine...I've just been out getting soaked for no reason at all. Thanks for asking!" He said irritably.
Trunks smiled at him. Him, his dark haired, tall, lean looking friend. Friend, that's what he was right? They'd been together for about four years now. Well, four years as a band...they'd know each other longer than that. He was older. He knew Trunks as a child and he knew him very, very well.
"Hello Gohan!" He tried to sound worried, in a mocking way. "Oh you poor poor baby! You'll catch your death of cold! Get dried right this instant." He mocked.
Gohan threw his wet jacket at Trunks. "Shut up...you sound so gay!" He laughed heading for his bedroom to change.
"Maybe I am gay!" Trunks laughed falsely. A rather seemingly cringing thought came to mind for a moment. 'Maybe...I really am.'
"No." He said aloud. "No," just like at the beach when he dared Gohan to skinny dip and found himself gawking at his friend's naked body..."No," like when he accidently walked in on Gohan in the shower. Isn't it tiring telling yourself no? No, for so long isn't good. 'When will there be a yes?' He asked himself.
"Hey Trunks? Can you get me a towel?" Gohan called from the bedroom.
"Me?" Trunks fretted aloud. 'I can't see you naked again...no.' He was conflicting in his mind.
"Yes you! Who else...hurry!" Gohan said becoming impatient. "Nevermind, I'll get it myself!" Gohan said comming out of his room.
Trunks turned his back. "What's up with you Trunks?" Gohan said reaching for a towel in the closet.
He didn't answer. "Trunks? Hello? I'm talking to you."
'Don't make me look!' He prayed.
"Look at me! What's wrong with you?" Gohan demanded.
Trunks braced himself and looked at his friend. His shirt was off but his pants were still intact.
'Thank Kami!' He thought and smiled sheepishly.
"Nothing, Gohan. My arm just hurts." He said sitting down.
"Well I hope it gets better soon! We go on tour again in two weeks!" Gohan said rather excitedly.
Trunks didn't reply, but he thought. And he thought for the rest of the day.
'I know we go on tour Gohan. We'll be in a new hotel, we'll see lots of screaming girl fans in many different countries and we'll eat at expensive restaurants. Every day, every night, but I'm tired Gohan...So, so tired. I need a rest and I need...you.'
maple! i luv you guys! thanks for reading now review!!!! next part of chapter 1 should be up! yay! *-* cookies! maple...::poof::*
By Saiya-chan
Disclaimer:No...I don't own DBZ, Trunks or Gohan but I wish I did, (well Trunks anyway lol). Um...I own everything else. Remember the Trouble with Fans? Well that one was not exactly shounen ai or slash but it could have easily been, therefore I have decided to base this story on it. This is way more serious and has less to do with the band. Haha! ready for the boy-boy yaoi? here we go! (A/N: The Guys have no powers, they are about the same age...Trunks:21 Gohan:26 no relation to anything abnormal...except maybe the talking animals and hovercars...of course our other DBZ stars will make cameos, eventually! hahah!)
Music Box-Chapter One
He pulled back the black see-through curtains for extra daylight, but none was found. The sky was gray and the sun was hiding behind the clouds. Clear drops of rain began pounding the sidewalk violently and soon came down in a heavy sheet. He wanted to scratch his arm, but it was too well casted to reach. "Damn." He said reaching for a pencil to wedge between the hard plaster and his own tender flesh.
"Where were you?" he asked as his friend and band member came through the door. He was soaking wet and dripping all over the shiny hardwood floor of their hotel. "Hello to you to Trunks! I'm just fine...I've just been out getting soaked for no reason at all. Thanks for asking!" He said irritably.
Trunks smiled at him. Him, his dark haired, tall, lean looking friend. Friend, that's what he was right? They'd been together for about four years now. Well, four years as a band...they'd know each other longer than that. He was older. He knew Trunks as a child and he knew him very, very well.
"Hello Gohan!" He tried to sound worried, in a mocking way. "Oh you poor poor baby! You'll catch your death of cold! Get dried right this instant." He mocked.
Gohan threw his wet jacket at Trunks. "Shut up...you sound so gay!" He laughed heading for his bedroom to change.
"Maybe I am gay!" Trunks laughed falsely. A rather seemingly cringing thought came to mind for a moment. 'Maybe...I really am.'
"No." He said aloud. "No," just like at the beach when he dared Gohan to skinny dip and found himself gawking at his friend's naked body..."No," like when he accidently walked in on Gohan in the shower. Isn't it tiring telling yourself no? No, for so long isn't good. 'When will there be a yes?' He asked himself.
"Hey Trunks? Can you get me a towel?" Gohan called from the bedroom.
"Me?" Trunks fretted aloud. 'I can't see you naked again...no.' He was conflicting in his mind.
"Yes you! Who else...hurry!" Gohan said becoming impatient. "Nevermind, I'll get it myself!" Gohan said comming out of his room.
Trunks turned his back. "What's up with you Trunks?" Gohan said reaching for a towel in the closet.
He didn't answer. "Trunks? Hello? I'm talking to you."
'Don't make me look!' He prayed.
"Look at me! What's wrong with you?" Gohan demanded.
Trunks braced himself and looked at his friend. His shirt was off but his pants were still intact.
'Thank Kami!' He thought and smiled sheepishly.
"Nothing, Gohan. My arm just hurts." He said sitting down.
"Well I hope it gets better soon! We go on tour again in two weeks!" Gohan said rather excitedly.
Trunks didn't reply, but he thought. And he thought for the rest of the day.
'I know we go on tour Gohan. We'll be in a new hotel, we'll see lots of screaming girl fans in many different countries and we'll eat at expensive restaurants. Every day, every night, but I'm tired Gohan...So, so tired. I need a rest and I need...you.'
maple! i luv you guys! thanks for reading now review!!!! next part of chapter 1 should be up! yay! *-* cookies! maple...::poof::*