Scars – Chapter 21
Young Trunks blinked whenever he heard Gohan leave. The conversation he'd just completely eavesdropped on was incredibly interesting, and full of all sorts of possibilities. He pushed Mirai Trunks' door open and closed it behind him. He was wearing his pajamas, which consisted of a green t- shirt and drawstring flannelette pants with green and white vertical stripes on them. Trunks didn't like to wear socks to bed, he preferred to let his feet breathe. Of course, that might have been partially because he read so many medical books, and he had long ago learned all about pretty much every foot condition there was to learn about. He was very paranoid about getting sick. He was glad it had never happened before.
Trunks stood over the side of the bed, just as he had when he was cutting Mirai Trunks' hair. He glowered at the man, thinking hard about what he'd heard.
'If he's gay... then does that mean I am too? Is there a test you can take for that? Shit...'
Trunks was terribly confused now. He walked around the bed and crawled in between the sheets beside Mirai trunks. He wanted to sleep in the same bed as him, for several reasons, none of which he was really sure of, or even aware of. This other him seemed so... well... he didn't even know. He was likeable, but not intimidating in the least. And he was incredibly powerful too. That was definitely something to make Trunks look up to his double.
He laid on his side, facing the other Trunks. He hadn't brought his bear into the room with him, for fear that Mirai Trunks would think he was a baby if he knew that he still slept with a teddy bear. Trunks could feel body heat wafting off of his look-alike. He inched closer, wondering if this was like when he slept in the same bed as Goten and they snuggled closer together because it was warm and comfortable.
Trunks pushed right up against Mirai trunks, who stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes. They were facing one another. It took Mirai Trunks a moment to realize where he was, and who he was looking at.
"Nnnn... is something wrong Trunks?" He asked, blinking tiredly and offering a cat-like yawn.
Feeling suddenly embarrassed for his actions, Trunks blushed and glowered darkly at the other him. "No. Of course not! What makes you think that?" He said rudely.
"Well... why are you in my bed?"
"Cause I am. Uhh... and cause there's a spider in my room."
"A spider?"
"Yeah. A big hairy one, with blue and yellow spots on it, and if I sleep in there its gonna crawl on me and... eww. I hate bugs. They're gross. Goten's big brother used to eat worms when he was little, did you know that? Goten told me. And he played with bugs... like Goten plays with lizards. Their whole family is weird. Heh... I wonder if Gohan still eats worms? Probably not... Eh... but I won't call him a pussy out loud cause you'll freak out again."
"There's no spider in your room, is there Trunks." Mirai Trunks alleged aloud, giving his double a single raised brow and a small, knowing smirk.
The boy blushed again, staring hard at his older self and slowly shaking his head.
"So, then why did you really come in here?"
"I was eavesdropping on you and Gohan."
Mirai Trunks frowned, growling faintly from deep in his chest. He swallowed and gave a very disapproving look. "Trunks, that isn't right. Didn't Mom and Dad teach you that its not ok to listen to other people talking when they don't know you're there? Why were you listening to us?"
"Cause, I heard you talking, and him, and at first I thought you guys were gonna argue, and I wanted to hear, but...uh... well then you told Gohan that you loved the him in your time and stuff... uhm... That's friggin weird. You know Mom's like, really homophobic?"
"Trunks you're eleven, you're too young to worry about that. You shouldn't have listened to us talking."
"Hey! You know perfectly well that I'm not dumb like other people my age. Don't treat me like I'm a stupid little airhead. Hmph. Yeah, so... are you and Gohan gonna have sex?"
"What!? NO!" Trunks' whole face, neck, and even everywhere else turned beet red and he shifted quickly in the bed, stunned by his counterpart's forwardness. "What kind of question is that!? You only have sex with a person if you love them a lot... like if you want to marry them. Besides, its important that they love you back, and not only that, but the Gohan I loved...love... he's dead."
"Yeah... guess that makes it hard to fuck him, huh."
"Trunks! Don't talk like that! Its vulgar!"
"Dad's vulgar all the time, so's mom, though not when I'm around so much."
"And are mom and dad perfect examples of everything?"
"I dunno... Man Trunks, I don't care. So... what's sex like? Is it fun? Mom and Dad seem to like it... They yell at each other and right when Dad's ready to blast Mom they always go in their room... one time me and Goten were playing in the yard and we came inside and they were on the kitchen ceiling...Dad was holding mom up there with his ki and uh... fucking her, I guess. He yelled at us to go back outside."
Mirai Trunks gave his younger self an incredulous look. "On the ceiling?"
"Yep, I swear its true, you can even ask Goten. I explained all about sex to him, cause he's too dumb to go and learn stuff by himself, he knows if he asks me that I know already. I'm lots smarter than him."
"Well... you... we are geniuses."
"Uh huh. So what's sex like?"
Mirai Trunks blushed averting his eyes. "I don't know... I've never had any sex before."
Younger Trunks frowned, displeased that his question wouldn't be answered. "Well that sucks, you're supposed to know stuff like that so you can tell me about it. Can you tell me about it when you and Gohan have sex?"
"I will not! And we won't! Remember... you both have to love each other deeply, I only met Gohan a few times in my whole life... besides... uhm..." Trunks trailed off for a minute, taking a long, deep breath and looking at his other self seriously. "besides... every time I look at him I see Master Gohan... I just... I can't."
Young Trunks watched the other him closely, feeling uncertain as to his course of action. "Your life really sucks."
"Don't say that Trunks, I've got plenty of life left, and there are all kinds of opportunities for me here."
"Yeah, but all that shit that you were telling Gohan... its pretty obvious that you're miserable."
"I'll heal."
"Yeah... so... changing the subject, cause you're gay, does that mean I am too?"
"You're the only one who can tell... you'll just have to wait and see. You don't have to be straight, and you don't have to be gay. You are what you are, and not even you can change parts of that, like your sexual orientation. You might not know for a long time... I'm still not even sure. I've never had sex, I don't know exactly what I like, or don't like. I think... I think if I met a person who satisfied me, and made me feel good, inside and out, and if that person was something of a challenge and a pleasure to me... well if I met someone like that, I wouldn't care if they were a girl or a boy either way."
"Oh... well if I'm a fruit then Mom's not gonna love me anymore."
"Yes she will... she's your mom... she'll love you no matter what Trunks."
"Not if I like boys."
"Don't think like that." Trunks yawned, shifting into a more comfortable position. It was incredibly strange to have his younger self's warmth against him in the bed, it was comforting, but made him nervous and worrisome as well. "I should get some sleep... were you planning on staying in my bed tonight?"
"Uhh... I don't know. I thought you'd be able to tell me if I was gay or not. I didn't much think past that."
"Well take your time on that one, you're eleven, you have tons of time."
"Sure... that's what you think. Next thing I know I'll have to run CC and I won't have time for anything."
"We can talk about it tomorrow. I'm sleepy."
"Ok. Can I stay here?"
"Yes Trunks."
"Kay... I will since you're so lonely and all... but... if you tell anyone, especially Goten, I'll blast you to the next dimension, got it?"
"Got it... go to sleep."
"G'night."
*yawn* "Night."
Mirai Trunks smiled tiredly at his counterpart and closed his eyes. He felt Trunks move close to him in the bed, and he felt the boy's hair tickling his chest, as well as warm breaths on his flesh. He drifted off to sleep, feeling safe, and not alone, for the first time in a long time.
Young Trunks rested his cheek against Mirai Trunks' chest and also fell quickly asleep, his dreams calm.
Young Trunks blinked whenever he heard Gohan leave. The conversation he'd just completely eavesdropped on was incredibly interesting, and full of all sorts of possibilities. He pushed Mirai Trunks' door open and closed it behind him. He was wearing his pajamas, which consisted of a green t- shirt and drawstring flannelette pants with green and white vertical stripes on them. Trunks didn't like to wear socks to bed, he preferred to let his feet breathe. Of course, that might have been partially because he read so many medical books, and he had long ago learned all about pretty much every foot condition there was to learn about. He was very paranoid about getting sick. He was glad it had never happened before.
Trunks stood over the side of the bed, just as he had when he was cutting Mirai Trunks' hair. He glowered at the man, thinking hard about what he'd heard.
'If he's gay... then does that mean I am too? Is there a test you can take for that? Shit...'
Trunks was terribly confused now. He walked around the bed and crawled in between the sheets beside Mirai trunks. He wanted to sleep in the same bed as him, for several reasons, none of which he was really sure of, or even aware of. This other him seemed so... well... he didn't even know. He was likeable, but not intimidating in the least. And he was incredibly powerful too. That was definitely something to make Trunks look up to his double.
He laid on his side, facing the other Trunks. He hadn't brought his bear into the room with him, for fear that Mirai Trunks would think he was a baby if he knew that he still slept with a teddy bear. Trunks could feel body heat wafting off of his look-alike. He inched closer, wondering if this was like when he slept in the same bed as Goten and they snuggled closer together because it was warm and comfortable.
Trunks pushed right up against Mirai trunks, who stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes. They were facing one another. It took Mirai Trunks a moment to realize where he was, and who he was looking at.
"Nnnn... is something wrong Trunks?" He asked, blinking tiredly and offering a cat-like yawn.
Feeling suddenly embarrassed for his actions, Trunks blushed and glowered darkly at the other him. "No. Of course not! What makes you think that?" He said rudely.
"Well... why are you in my bed?"
"Cause I am. Uhh... and cause there's a spider in my room."
"A spider?"
"Yeah. A big hairy one, with blue and yellow spots on it, and if I sleep in there its gonna crawl on me and... eww. I hate bugs. They're gross. Goten's big brother used to eat worms when he was little, did you know that? Goten told me. And he played with bugs... like Goten plays with lizards. Their whole family is weird. Heh... I wonder if Gohan still eats worms? Probably not... Eh... but I won't call him a pussy out loud cause you'll freak out again."
"There's no spider in your room, is there Trunks." Mirai Trunks alleged aloud, giving his double a single raised brow and a small, knowing smirk.
The boy blushed again, staring hard at his older self and slowly shaking his head.
"So, then why did you really come in here?"
"I was eavesdropping on you and Gohan."
Mirai Trunks frowned, growling faintly from deep in his chest. He swallowed and gave a very disapproving look. "Trunks, that isn't right. Didn't Mom and Dad teach you that its not ok to listen to other people talking when they don't know you're there? Why were you listening to us?"
"Cause, I heard you talking, and him, and at first I thought you guys were gonna argue, and I wanted to hear, but...uh... well then you told Gohan that you loved the him in your time and stuff... uhm... That's friggin weird. You know Mom's like, really homophobic?"
"Trunks you're eleven, you're too young to worry about that. You shouldn't have listened to us talking."
"Hey! You know perfectly well that I'm not dumb like other people my age. Don't treat me like I'm a stupid little airhead. Hmph. Yeah, so... are you and Gohan gonna have sex?"
"What!? NO!" Trunks' whole face, neck, and even everywhere else turned beet red and he shifted quickly in the bed, stunned by his counterpart's forwardness. "What kind of question is that!? You only have sex with a person if you love them a lot... like if you want to marry them. Besides, its important that they love you back, and not only that, but the Gohan I loved...love... he's dead."
"Yeah... guess that makes it hard to fuck him, huh."
"Trunks! Don't talk like that! Its vulgar!"
"Dad's vulgar all the time, so's mom, though not when I'm around so much."
"And are mom and dad perfect examples of everything?"
"I dunno... Man Trunks, I don't care. So... what's sex like? Is it fun? Mom and Dad seem to like it... They yell at each other and right when Dad's ready to blast Mom they always go in their room... one time me and Goten were playing in the yard and we came inside and they were on the kitchen ceiling...Dad was holding mom up there with his ki and uh... fucking her, I guess. He yelled at us to go back outside."
Mirai Trunks gave his younger self an incredulous look. "On the ceiling?"
"Yep, I swear its true, you can even ask Goten. I explained all about sex to him, cause he's too dumb to go and learn stuff by himself, he knows if he asks me that I know already. I'm lots smarter than him."
"Well... you... we are geniuses."
"Uh huh. So what's sex like?"
Mirai Trunks blushed averting his eyes. "I don't know... I've never had any sex before."
Younger Trunks frowned, displeased that his question wouldn't be answered. "Well that sucks, you're supposed to know stuff like that so you can tell me about it. Can you tell me about it when you and Gohan have sex?"
"I will not! And we won't! Remember... you both have to love each other deeply, I only met Gohan a few times in my whole life... besides... uhm..." Trunks trailed off for a minute, taking a long, deep breath and looking at his other self seriously. "besides... every time I look at him I see Master Gohan... I just... I can't."
Young Trunks watched the other him closely, feeling uncertain as to his course of action. "Your life really sucks."
"Don't say that Trunks, I've got plenty of life left, and there are all kinds of opportunities for me here."
"Yeah, but all that shit that you were telling Gohan... its pretty obvious that you're miserable."
"I'll heal."
"Yeah... so... changing the subject, cause you're gay, does that mean I am too?"
"You're the only one who can tell... you'll just have to wait and see. You don't have to be straight, and you don't have to be gay. You are what you are, and not even you can change parts of that, like your sexual orientation. You might not know for a long time... I'm still not even sure. I've never had sex, I don't know exactly what I like, or don't like. I think... I think if I met a person who satisfied me, and made me feel good, inside and out, and if that person was something of a challenge and a pleasure to me... well if I met someone like that, I wouldn't care if they were a girl or a boy either way."
"Oh... well if I'm a fruit then Mom's not gonna love me anymore."
"Yes she will... she's your mom... she'll love you no matter what Trunks."
"Not if I like boys."
"Don't think like that." Trunks yawned, shifting into a more comfortable position. It was incredibly strange to have his younger self's warmth against him in the bed, it was comforting, but made him nervous and worrisome as well. "I should get some sleep... were you planning on staying in my bed tonight?"
"Uhh... I don't know. I thought you'd be able to tell me if I was gay or not. I didn't much think past that."
"Well take your time on that one, you're eleven, you have tons of time."
"Sure... that's what you think. Next thing I know I'll have to run CC and I won't have time for anything."
"We can talk about it tomorrow. I'm sleepy."
"Ok. Can I stay here?"
"Yes Trunks."
"Kay... I will since you're so lonely and all... but... if you tell anyone, especially Goten, I'll blast you to the next dimension, got it?"
"Got it... go to sleep."
"G'night."
*yawn* "Night."
Mirai Trunks smiled tiredly at his counterpart and closed his eyes. He felt Trunks move close to him in the bed, and he felt the boy's hair tickling his chest, as well as warm breaths on his flesh. He drifted off to sleep, feeling safe, and not alone, for the first time in a long time.
Young Trunks rested his cheek against Mirai Trunks' chest and also fell quickly asleep, his dreams calm.