"Ha! Told ya Bra! I knew my family was in this story! See, there was Grandma and Goten-kun already mentioned." Pan grinned a superior smirk, and Bra rolled her eyes.
"Give it up, little girl," Bra said, resulting in a glare from the shorter girl. "You haven't even been mentioned yet, and I've already had a speaking part!"
"Ok Bra, but the story doesn't seem to be about us, you know." Pan stated the obvious.
"Of course I know that, it's about my brother."
"No, it's about Trunks and Uncle Goten!" Pan pointed to the paragraph that talked about Trunks and Goten flying off together, thinking it had to do something with them. "I figure it's either a fighting story, or a huge prank pulled by the two."
"You think?" Bra said, who was now lying on her stomach with her head propped up by her elbows, her face in her hands. Pan laid down beside her, in the same pose.
"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't think so."
"Smart ass," Bra muttered under her breath. ******************** After a huge and expensive lunch, all courtesy of Trunks' wallet, the two fat-bellied halfbreeds walked out of the restaurant, holding their full stomachs. Goten moaned, rather loudly, to voice his satisfaction. The buffet was certainly a great idea.
"Aww Trunks man, that was awesome. I wish I was as rich as you, so that I could eat out like that all the time! And the best part is, pay one price, eat as much as you want!" Goten said, laughing and drooling at the same time of the thought. Trunks looked over at him and grinned.
"Well, that's not nice. Trying to make all the restaurants go bankrupt?" He asked, chuckling. Goten sneered, and playfully punched his best friend on the arm.
"So what now Trunks-kun?" Goten asked, staring a little too closely at his friend, a slight blush gracing his cheeks. His eyes ran up and down his friend's body, noting the way his eyes sparkle in the sun, the straight angle of his nose, the large sensuous lips that looked as soft as silk, the tanktop he was wearing hugging at his chest, his muscular arms, small hips... Oi... Trunks shrugged. Goten turned his head, not wanting his friend to notice him staring at him, his long hair blowing in the breeze and brushing Trunks' face. He chuckled.
"Man Goten, your hair is really long. I'll lose you in all that hair!" Goten turned to look at him flatly.
"Very funny Trunks. I happen to like it long like this."
Trunks replied, saying something about getting a haircut, having no idea he was being watched.
From high above, a tiny bug with the smallest of cameras attached to it was filming them, taking in all personality traits, looks, and anything else to give them information of the warriors. The film was sent to a secret lab, located somewhere in the city, being watched by creepy scientist in their lab. There were bottles and strange vials, containing odd liquids attached to tubes everywhere. Bizarre machines and devices were everywhere, a real sci-fi lab. Seven of them gathered around one machine, a huge tank containing a body. They were all disgussing things queitly amongst themselves, when one of them spoke up.
"A message has been sent from THE BOSS," he said, everyone gasping at the name. "And he wants to know of our progress on project Replacement of Capsul Corporation, a.k.a project ROCC. Well, do we have a report?" the creepy voice asked. the whispers and talking began again. After a moment, on man stepped forward.
"Yes... we do heeheehee," the wheezy, high pitched voice spoke. "Progress is coming along great, we -wheez- should be able to commence project ROCC at once, one it is approved." All seven of them turned to a giant screen which had been turned on, to see a man in the shadows sitting in a grand chair, playing with a large snake, his face completely hidded by the darkness. Everyone fell silent as they waited for this man, THE BOSS, to begin.
"Why have you disturbed me?" the loud voice boomed. The one who had spoken before spoke again.
"We are happy to report that project ROCC is complete. The cloning of our victim, Trunks Vegeta Briefs was successful. Shall we commence?" the old, piped voice asked.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WASTING TIME?! OF COURSE YOU SHOULD START! IDIOTS!!" the man screamed, instantly cutting off the connection.
"Why is it called project ROCC?" one person asked. The old man shrugged.
"It had to be something catchy." The strange men, all dressed in long white labcoats, moved to the large tank, and began to empty it of the bluish liquid inside. Once this was complete, they oppened the tank and removed the electrodes and wires that were attached to the body. It was a male one, completely nude, and still a little wet. After several moments, it slowly oppened its eyes, revealing their clear aqua color. It moved his hands, bringing them to his face. One of the doctors took a pace forward.
"Welcome to this world, you are project ROCC, and you will help us take over the world!" the scientist said. It looked from his hands to the man, then back to his hands again, before tightly clenching them into fists. "Now, for your first mission, you must successful eliminate the one named Trunks Vegeta Briefs. Do you accept your mission?" It grinned. Strands of lavender silk fell across its face, and he flicked it behind his ear. The man was an exact copy of its prey, even down to the very last scar and hair. It was a clone.
"Oh yeah," was its simple reply. ******************** "Project ROCC? Sounds kinda stupid to me," Bra said.
"Yeah, I know, I wonder who that BOSS man is?" Pan replied.
"Yeah, and how come Goten was goggling my bro?"
"Well keep reading. I wanna find out too, this is kinda interesting you know." ******************** Trunks screamed as he stood up, holding the controller in his hands. On the floor, Goten threw back his head and laughed. Trunks cursed and growled, his face tightened in a grimace, unhappy.
"Damn game, it's so cheap! I had you Goten!" Trunks said as she stomped his foot.
"Yeah, okay Trunks. That's why I won." Goten grinned so big, it seemed the smile would fly off his face. "Besides, don't blame the game just because you suck." Trunks snorted, before plopping back down beside the raven haired hybrid. Goten flashed him a victory sigh, and Trunks narrowed his eyes at him. He's so cute when he's angry! Goten thought, plopping a giant marshmallow into Trunks' mouth.
"That's it! I want a rematch, now!" Trunks yelled, spitting it out. Goten nodded. They pushed a few buttons on the Playstation2 controller, selecting a fighting character and ready for combat. Goten was shoving the marshmallows into his mouth and moved his hand over the buttons just as the match started. They fixed their eyes on the TV just as their characters started to move. They began to exchange blows, beating the shit out of each other. Goten was shouting and holloring, all the while stuffing his mouth with the plump white candies, his face practically touching the screen. Trunks had stood up once again, just a little too close to the TV than he should be. With a final blow, Trunks' character punched Goten's, resulting in a K.O. Goten screamed, falling over, and Trunks was jumping in the air.
"Hah! Sucker! I won you bitch!" Trunks said as he smirked his superior smirk. Goten growled.
"Oh yeah, well let's have another match, and we'll see who's smiling!" The two began another match, and after less than a minute, Trunks' character was defeated. Goten laughed again. "Now what was that about you calling me a lil' bitch?" he said smugly as Trunks fumed. They began another match, and, once again, Trunks came out victorious.
"Who's the man!?" Trunks yelled as he clapped for himself. Goten exploded.
"WHAT!? I TOTALLY HIT YOU FIRST! WHAT A DUMB GAME!" And with that said, he threw his controller, which unplugged from the box, and it flew into Trunks' face, breaking instantly over his nose. He fell back with a large thump, holding his nose.
"GOTEN! WHAT THE HELL!?" Trunks screamed, sitting up. Goten turned to face him and shrieked.
"Oh Dende-sama. Gomen Trunks!" He grabbed the other's hands and removed them, revealing the smallest trickle of blood running down from one nostril. "Ack! Stop the bleeding!" Goten looked around, and found nothing but the bag of jumbo marshmallows he'd been eating earlier.
"No Goten, It's fine really, I... hey!" Trunks said as Goten shoved two up his nostrils. Trunks gasped, and he grabbed his neck, his face turning red. "Goten... I can't... breathe..." he said with difficulty. Goten rolled his eyes.
"Breathe through your mouth, dummy." Trunks blinked, and sucked in a breath. "And you're supposed to be the genius?" Trunks growled, and yanked the red-soakd marshmallows out of his nose.
"Gross!" the purple haired man said, throwing them at Goten who swatted them away. He stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. "I'm cleaning up this mess, I probably look unpleasant. Be back in five," Trunks said, walking out into a hallway and out of sight. Once he was gone, Goten groaned and grabbed his head. Dammit Goten! What are you trying to do? Break the nose of the one you've loved forever? Goten thought as he ran his hands throught his hair. He suddenly blushed, his stomach flopped like a roller coaster ride. He didn't think that often. He simply didn't want him to notice. He did love Trunks, had so for years, yet he hadn't done anything about it.
When he'd dated girls, he'd noticed after a while that he was looking for something on her that wasn't there. When he'd been kissing a girl, he'd been searching for something inside her that wasn't there. One day, while at the beach with Trunks after breaking up with his millionth girlfriend, he'd shockingly discovered that he was suddently jealous of all the girls hanging around his friend. It was at that moment that he realized that he loved him, and had been subconciously forever. Trunks had always been his idol, and his most loyal and trusted friend. He fondly remembered all the pranks and jokes the had pulled as kids, and all their adventures that blew up in their face, resulting in some sort of punishment. Goten smiled. Those we some of his fondest memories.
That's it! As soon as he comes back, I'm gonna tell him I love him! After making that resolve, a shadow in the kitchen caught his eye. He slowly walked in, surprised to see Trunks there. When he spotted Goten, he instantly panicked and grabbed a long knife. Goten gasped.
"Oh my god, what are you going to do with that knife?" He asked, before glancing behing the other man to see some bread and meat on the counter. His eyes lit up. "Ahh, making some food for me?" he asked, approaching Trunks. The man nodded. Goten then saw something on the side of his neck and pulled down the collar of Trunks' shirt to reveal a bar code with writing under it. Goten read it, a bit surprised. "Project R.O.C.C.? What's that?" Trunks panicked. Does he know that I'm not what I seem?
"Uhh... " he stuttered. Goten narrowed his eyes at him
"You got a tattoo without telling me?" he said, a bit disappointed. Trunks nodded quickly.
"Oops, it must not have crossed my mind," the copy said, sounding like Trunks, and sweatdropping.
"Well, it's strange. Oh well, I guess I can't do anything about it." Goten blushed. The supposed 'Trunks' did nothing. His eyes were blank. This man thinks I'm his friend. That's good. THE BOSS will be pleased. Suddently, Goten pressed to his side, resting his head on his shoulder. "Trunks, please don't hate me for saying this, but I think we connected. Well, what I'm trying to say is that, well, I... I..."said Goten, fumbling over his words. The Trunks' eyes widened, and he ran away. Goten looked confused, and began to follow Trunks out of the kitchen.
"Abort!" The Trunks said. Goten tried to catch him, but tripped, and fell flat on his face. Trunks ran out the house, into the street and far away. Goten groaned, sitting up and rubbing the carpet burn on his face. At that moment, Trunks ran in from the hallway, his face moist with water residue.
"Goten! What happened?" he asked as he helped his friend up. Goten whimperred, and lokoed at Trunks, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Umm... Trunks? I though I just saw you run out of the kitchen." Now it was Trunks' turn to be confused.
"No, I was in the bathroom the whole time." Goten scratched his head.
"I could have sworn you were in there too! Hmm..." Trunks gace his friend an odd look.
"I think eating all those marshmallows messed up yout brain." Trunks said, raising an eyebrow. Goten glared at him, and Trunks laughed. ******************** Pan fell over, and Bra's eyes grew very wide.
"Un... Uncle Goten loves... Trunks?" Pan said weakly, lying on her side. Bra gasped.
"This story is crazy!!!" Bra screamed as she read the lines once again.
'Dammit Goten! What are you trying to do? Break the nose of the one you've loved forever?'
'That's it! As soon as he comes back, I'm gonna tell him I love him!'
Bra read the lines once, the read them again, then read them some more. It finally sunk into her pretty little head that this was about Goten and Trunks, in a relationship! She couldn't believe it as she fell back to join Pan. She sighed, blowing away a strand of hair that fell in her face, still recovering from the shock.
"Remind me to kill this author Pan." Bra groaned.