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It was Thursday and Trunks sat yet again in his office thinking about
the call he was about to give to Goten. :::I hope I don't sound as
nervous as I am.::: he thought to himself. He sighed and picked up the
receiver to the handheld. He dialed the number tentatively, tense as a
coiled spring. :::What am I going to say??? I haven't thought of what
to say, and knowing me I might just stammer and make an idiot out of
my self.::: click Goten picked up the phone on his end of the line.
"Hello, this is Goten." Trunks bit his lip out of nerves, and replied,
"Hey, it's Trunks." "Oh hey! I was wondering when you would call, I
was telling everyone about you getting me into the Black Panther and
everything. They were all jealous. I had a few moochers wanna join
us, mainly girls, but I thought maybe it could just be me and you this
time since we haven't been really in touch as much lately." Goten
conversed. :::Woohoo!::: Trunks thought eagerly. His cheeks flamed
up and the thought of him and Goten getting "in touch" in his room.
He mentally slapped himself. :::Goten doesn't want you that way you
fool!::: Trunks felt glad that Goten was doing most of the chatting.
"Haha. Yea well I don't know if I could have gotten them all in
anyway." Trunks answered, clenching and unclenching his hands on
the leather seat, "So what do you think of going Saturday? I could
pick you up around nineish." "Yea, that would be great, listen, do you
think that I could spend the night at your house, cus my mom doesn't
really know that I am going to the club. I told her that I would spend
the night with you, so is that okay?" Goten asked. "Umm...yea, mom
won't mind." Trunks responded. :::And neither will I.::: He thought to
himself. "Alright, I guess I will see you on Saturday, see ya!" Goten
ended. "Bye." Trunks responded.
---------------------------SATURDAY NIGHT ----------------------------
Trunks pulled up to Goten's house and turned off the car engine, the
song that was playing faded out. He stepped out of the car trying to
will himself to look completely normal, and not nervous. :::
Remember, Goten just thinks that you're his best friend, and that you
are taking him to a club. He's probably hoping to find date, a GIRL
date. So I don't know why I'm so edgy. ::: Trunks stepped forward
across the sidewalk and up the few steps to the porch. He opened up
the screen door and rang the doorbell before he could loose his nerve.
Chi-Chi answered the door and smiled up at him. "Hello Trunks! I
haven't seen you around lately! Come in!" She ushered him into the
living room and he plopped into a squishy armchair. "So, how are
Bulma and Vegeta? Still fighting I assume?" she asked. "Oh, they're
just normal, yeah fighting like cats and dogs, but you know they love
each other." Trunks replied, smiling. "Goten's being rude! I told him
you arrived, for some reason, he thinks he has to get all dressed up to
go to your house; something about impressing your mother since he
hasn't seen her in so long..." She said thoughtfully. "Come to think of
it your dressed pretty nice yourself, are you boys going anywhere?"
She questioned. "No, no! We're staying at home playing video games
all night...uh..well beside studying of course!" Trunks corrected
himself quickly when he got the evil glare from Chi-Chi. "Actually,
I'm all dressed up because I just came back from a dinner with
someone for work." He lied. She seemed to accept that answer. "Yes,
well, I did think it was a bit strange. Oh, well! No big deal, where IS
that boy!!" Chi-Chi stood up and walked over to the stairs. "Goten!
Trunks has been waiting for you!" She yelled up them. Trunks heard
an incoherent response and a door closing above him. A few seconds
later Goten was at the door waiting for Trunks to follow him out to
the car. "Well, NOW we're in a hurry. Have fun, see you tomorrow
Goten. Goodbye Trunks! Don't forget to study your World History!"
Chi-Chi yelled after their retreating figures. "Sorry about the wait, but
I knew that if I made you wait then she wouldn't make us sit down and
talk to her about what things we're going to "accomplish" tonight
with my studies." Goten told Trunks after shutting the car door with a
slight hint of humor in his voice. Trunks pushed back his perverted
thoughts about what he wanted to accomplish, and laughed with
Goten. "Do you have any money Goten?" Trunks asked, "Because the
drinks there are pretty expensive." (By the way I have NO idea what
the legal drinking age is in Japan, but just for the story let's just say
that it's 17 so they can both be legal!) "Yeah, I got 30 bucks. Don't
give me that look, I didn't take it from my mom! She doesn't know a
thing." He winked. Trunks just smiled and turned the corner. When
they hit the next stoplight Goten reached over and turned on the radio.
"Get Low" by Lil' John blared out of the speakers. Goten began head
bobbing in rhythm with the beat. "So...do you like this song?" Goten
asked. "It's alright." Trunks responded. :::Ack! I'm so nervous I can
hardly come up with three syllable sentences!::: Goten shrugged his
shoulders satisfied with the answer. "Oh wow! Hey look Trunks! Is
that the club? It looks really awesome at night!" Goten said
enthusiastically, gaping at the shining sea of bright neon lights. This
was their very own "Las Vegas strip" in town. It had all the nightclubs
on one street. They pulled up slowly in front of the flashiest building
on the "strip" and got out. A valet took the keys and drove the car
around back. Goten still gaping in awe stood still and Trunks had to
drag him along to the swivel doors. A massive giant of a man blocked
their entrance. "And who might you be?" he asked. "I'm Trunks
Briefs, owner of the Capsule Corporation." Trunks responded to the
Jolly Green Giant. "And he is..." the bouncer trailed off. "Oh..ah..he's
with me." Trunks answered. "A date?" the oversized nitwit asked,
laughing. "NO! Friends!" he retorted. ::: Unfortunately.::: "Fine,
whatever, your in." The guard lifted the red velvet rope blocking the
entranceway and let them pass. Goten tripping over his feet in an
attempt to look at everything. "Gah, what a jack-off!" Trunks
complained. "Yeah...a total prick..." Goten agreed. Trunks was
amazed that Goten actually took in the previous conversation. "I mean
that more than friends bit was a little to openly rude." Goten
continued. Then they both stopped the chitchatting and took in the
whole Black Panther club in all its glory. There were strippers and
exotic dancers dancing around their poles hoisted high above the
dance floor illuminated by red and deep purple lights. Strobe lights
were going off everywhere in beat to the current song. Behind the bar,
covered by a Plexiglas cage were three black panthers bathed in a silver
light. All the girls were dressed skimpy and the men were in their
coolest outfits. Trunks even spotted a few gay couples on the dance
floor. ::: Hey! Maybe I'll get asked to dance!::: He thought wryly. A
pretty girl with black hair and violet eyes winked at Goten as she
passed. Trunks felt the prickles of bristling jealousy. Goten stared
after her. "You would think that a few items would pop out of her
outfit wouldn't you?" He said in wonderment, talking to himself
really. The girl was wearing a leather bustier and a matching mini skirt
with knee high boots, whose heels were over five inches tall; her
makeup was rather over done though. (I think that's how you spell
bustier...) He mustered up all the self- discipline he could and uttered,
"If you think she's good looking Goten, go talk to her, and buy her a
drink." He said, seething on the inside. "Yea I think she's good
looking enough, but not my type." He replied. They still stood there
on the steps to the entrance. To their left was the bar; straight ahead
was the dance floor with the D.J. center stage immersed in a golden
glow. To the right was a hang out, with squashy armchairs, sofas, and
then tables, all were black. There were mirrors all over club walls
making it seem bigger than what it really was. The dance floor
resembled a mosh pit, all the hot sweaty bodies gyrating to the beat.
Swaying back and forth with their partner, or multiple partners. Goten
gleefully walked towards the sexy group of young people wanting to
join in with the fun. He motioned for Trunks to follow. "This is great
man!" Goten exclaimed in Trunks' ear. The music was deafening,
pounding into his skull. He had troubled understanding what Goten
had said. "Mmhmm!" He replied, agreeing. Actually, this place did
make him feel more sexy, or rebellious, maybe even...daring? He
smiled to himself, feeling confident. Maybe tonight, he could finally
tell Goten.
Okay y'all, in the next chapter there will be more club, unfortunately since we can't post NC-17 on Fanfiction I have to post it on AdultFanfiction for the sex scene weeeee! I will give you all the address in the next chapter. Over all, I think that this is one of mah better chapters. Hope you think so too! Well you know the drill! Please REVIEW! hugs Ja!