Here's the next chapter, I hope to update this story as often as possible because I know how much you all love to read it! A small warning, the rating goes up a little bit in the end of this chapter, and when you get there you will find out why.
Chapter 2: Stirrings
The light unfairly shone onto the land at the horrible time of 6:00 AM, waking up everyone without curtains in their windows. Trunks stirred in his bed as his room was filled with the glow of the morning, shining through the heavy black sheets he had hanging in front of his windows to try to keep the sun away. When he had gone to bed he had four pillows to choose from to put his head on, but his usual tossing and turning had thrown two of them off the side. One of the remaining ones was under his head, but the fourth and largest pillow was safely tucked in Trunks' arms as he slept on. He had probably rolled over in his sleep and latched onto it sometime in the middle of the night, something that happened almost every night. It all started when he had spent the night at Goten's house and, since there was only enough room in the bed if they slept close, they had ended up cuddling all night long. That was the best sleep the older boy had had in many years and by far the best since that night. He got used to having his friend's warmth while he slept and three months later he still found it difficult to sleep without clinging onto something soft. He woke up and turned over, still holding onto the pillow and yawned; he wanted something to eat. Tossing the pillow to the side, he got dressed and headed down for breakfast.
The same sun shone at the same time into Goten's room and he turned over searching for something to grab hold of. Since that same night, the younger boy had also always wanted to sleep with someone, but Goten was luckier, he had Gohan to sleep close to. Today, however, his older brother had gotten out of bed early to train outside and Goten woke up immediately. His eyes opened and he looked around the bed searching for his niichan-pillow and, failing to find him, got out of bed. He really wished that he had Trunks to sleep with, for some strange reason it felt better to sleep with him instead of with Gohan, even if they both just were just like pillows to him. After a long yawning session and some stretching, he walked out to find something to eat. He ran into Gohan in the kitchen and started whining immediately. "Niichan! Why'd you leave me alone in the bed? Huh, why did'ja do it, I was lonely!" The older Son was taken aback by this, but wasn't too surprised that Goten was complaining, after all, it had only been three months since that Trunks boy had been over. Since then, his little brother seemed always to want a comforting presence in bed with him. "Well," Goten pressed. "Uh...I...," Gohan started with a little hesitation, "...I just wanted to go outside for a minute, I was gonna be right back, squirt, don't worry?" Goten seemed to believe him because he immediately went to the cupboard to get his cereal and bowl and left his brother alone.
It had to be the worst thing to ever happen to Vegeta, he hated Kakarotto more than anything in the universe and now his son insisted on constantly being with that idiot's young son. There was no point, thought the prince, he was too young and too weak to challenge Trunks and he was stupider than anyone else in existence. For the love of Kami he preferred to sleep in the same bed with the child! There was no way he was going to let this continue, he didn't want his son associated with that brat, no way! He stormed off to the dining room where he found his son happily eating his tenth or eleventh bowl of cocoa puffs with astonishing speed. "Hi 'tousan, what's up?" Trunks said between bites. "Your training with me today, get changed and get in the gravity room in five minutes!" Vegeta responded mater-of-factly. Trunks just shrugged, he was used to constant training and taking orders from his father. Within a few minutes, the purple haired boy was in the gravity room in his Gi, ready to get going. His father turned the gravity up to 100 and transformed at once, leaving Trunks to try to stay upright. It wasn't easy either, the boy was strong, but he was having a tough time walking around and the force kept his muscles straining. "I don't want you spending time with that brat anymore, do you hear me?" Vegeta said suddenly. Trunks stopped and turned to face him, "Huh? What are you talking about?" he said. Vegeta looked angry at his son, saying: "You know perfectly well what I am talking about! You have been around that stupid son of Kakarotto more than you have been training. How do you ever expect to turn super Saiya-jin if you are constantly so lazy?" Trunks scoffed silently to himself and crossed his arms, thinking that his dad was crazy for wanting him to be a super Saiya-jin, at his age! He was still more than 4 years younger than Gohan was when he ascended, and he was an extraordinary case anyway. "Why do you care what I do with Goten anyway?" Trunks asked, a little too disrespectfully. Vegeta stormed over and stood over his son and said simply: "He's not even a challenge to you, train with Gohan if you wish to have a sparring partner all the time!" Trunks frowned, "That's not it, Goten's different," he said. "I don't wanna fight him; I just want to be with him!" At that very second, Vegeta saw something; a gleam appeared in Trunks' eyes when he spoke of Kakarotto's spawn and it struck him like a blow that it could actually be happening. No! he thought. I won't allow it, he is the son of a Prince and there is no way I will let him bond with that third-class baka's son! He pushed the thought away immediately and went back to talking to Trunks. "I don't care; now train harder or I won't let you ever see him again!" At that, Trunks began to walk again, but a little faster this time and Vegeta ignored him and went back to his own routine.
Later that afternoon, Trunks convinced his mother to force his father to let him see Goten again, and after a brief argument, he flew to his house as fast as he could. Upon landing, he was greeted by Gohan at the door, who pointed out that Goten was in his room. The older boy ran into his room and right into Goten, almost bowling him over with excitement. "Hi Goten, what'cha been doin'?" he asked, seating himself on the bed. "Nothin' much, I just finished eatin'!" the younger boy responded. "Heh, heh," Trunks said. "When are you not eating, Chibi?" Goten groaned, he didn't really like it when Trunks used that name, but he insisted that it was appropriate, so he youngest Son figured he would have to get used to it. He sat down next to him and was immediately tackled onto the bed and Trunks sat on him grinning. "Hey, no fair! I wasn't ready," he complained. "Awww...," Trunks said with mock sincerity. "I'm sowwy." Goten grinned and threw him onto the floor with an 'oof' and the two began a usual wrestling match. They seemed evenly matched for a little while and then Trunks began to win as usual, forcing Goten into a pin. The younger boy winced slightly at the feel of Trunks' arm wrapped around his neck and tried to pull him off, with no success. They lay there for a while, breathing hard and sweating all over each other, until Chi-Chi came up and scolded them for making a mess of Goten's room, and telling them to clean it. They complied at once and, working together, managed to get it straightened in record time, all the while getting even dirtier. "Um, Trunks-kun?" Goten said suddenly. "You wanna spend the night here again?" Trunks started to smile and he said: "Yeah, sure Goten; that would be neat." They went over to the kitchen and asked if they could do just that and Chi-Chi was more than happy to accommodate him for the night, getting some more food out for dinner. Meanwhile, the two boys ran outside for a quick dip in the tub to wash the dirt out of their hair before dinner time.
The scene back at Capsule Corp. was a little less peaceful as Bulma and Vegeta were engaged in another heated argument about Trunks. "No, I won't have our son sitting around the house all day, and-" Bulma said. "That's ridiculous!" Vegeta yelled, interrupting her. "He doesn't need to be all the time consorting with that baka-" "Hey!" she yelled back, cutting his sentence short, "don't give me that Saiya-jin bullshit, the fact is he need someone his age to be friends with!" Vegeta hit the table, cracking it, and said: "That's just what I mean! He is half Saiya-jin and that means that if he gets too close to that other boy there could be some potential for-" Bulma cut him off with a wave of her hand, saying: "Forget it Vegeta, he's spending the night and that's it. He needs to be social for some part of his life. Besides, if you don't knock it off I might conveniently forget how to fix the regulator for the cross-converter that you keep breaking in the gravity room that keeps the stability of the flow of antimatter even so it works properly!" Vegeta scoffed at her technical jargon, refusing to let on that he didn't have a clue what the hell she was talking about and walking off to take his anger out on himself. Bulma suddenly started wondering exactly what he was going to say and slightly regretted cutting his sentence short. What did he say? Something about Saiya-jins and doing what? She ignored the nagging in the back of her head and went down to the lab for some heavy work on a new invention.
Sitting quietly, Gohan tried to concentrate on his Ki exercises as the two little boys splashed around in the tub laughing, unabashed at their nakedness. He was called in suddenly by his mother and told them to hurry up and get dried so they could eat dinner. As short time later, the four sat down to eat and as usual the three eating-machine Saiya-jins wolfed down their meals. Late that night, Goten's room fell quiet as the two boys were told to quit playing and go to sleep. For a long time they lay awake in Goten's bed while his older brother dozed on the couch to let them be together.
Trunks was so comfortable, feeling his best friend's hands around his middle and his tail wrapped around his own was almost bliss. Goten thought the same thing, Trunks was so warm and it felt so good to cuddle up to him, he felt so happy in his place and never wanted to get out of bed. He also felt something else, like a twinge from deep inside his stomach, but he couldn't figure out what it was and decided he must be tired, or hungry. Trunks felt the exact same thing, like his stomach, or right close to it, tingling inside. It was almost as if someone was stirring up his insides with a big spoon, and he knew exactly what it was. At least he was reasonably certain he knew what it was, he had known Goten for a long time and liked him a lot, especially when he was so close like this. It was a funny feeling, but Trunks decided at once that he liked it a lot and he wanted to be with Goten as much as he could. But there was also something else, the older boy thought, it felt a bit like one of the feelings he got when he touched himself. He wasn't sure why it felt the same way because it was different thing than just lying close to his best friend. He thought of a few nights before and how it went; it was just like every other night when he went to bed and found himself erect and couldn't help but reach down between his legs and pleasure himself. There was absolutely no reason to do it besides the fact that it did feel good; for some reason running his fingers up and down his firm length caused a good feeling to course through his small body. Trunks looked over at Goten again, who was already fast asleep and snoring softly, his tail twitching in his dreams, and wondered if he might do the same thing when he went in bed at night. If he didn't then there was no reason why Trunks shouldn't show him how to do it, was there? It felt natural to do it to himself, so why not do it to his best friend in all the world? After all they already slept in the same bed and bathed together, and did all sorts of other things, so there was no reason in his Trunks' young mind why they should not do something that felt so good to each other. He wasn't sure if Goten would want to try it, but he decided at once he should ask him the next morning. He yawned slightly, wondering why it was so hot in the room, and threw off his thin pajama shirt so he could hold Goten closer. Feeling sleep come over him, he smiled and closed his eyes, falling into his own dreams that were certain to be filled with him and his friend. Both of the boys slept on; arms, legs, and tails wrapped around each other and feeling a strange stirring from deep inside. Influenced by their Saiya-jin blood, it had them longing for something they did not completely understand just yet, but would find out soon. Perhaps sooner then they would ever have thought.
So just what the heck is going on with those two boys? And what is Vegeta going on about? Are the events somehow linked? Hey, do you think I'm really going to tell you or are you gonna have to wait until the next chapter? Well, what do you think? That's what I thought, you will have to wait! evil laugh Reviewing makes me write faster, I swear that it's true! Thanks.