Disclaimer: I am far too lazy to come up with quite a complex series such as Dragon ball Z. I don't own it, nor do I wish I owned it, because that sounds like a lot of work...

Summary: 31 drabbles about Goten and Trunks' winter as a couple.

Word count: 982

Rated M for language, eventual sexual scenes, etc.

Our First December

Drabble #8- Skiing (Revised)

"So, guys, which hill should we try first?" the girl clinging to Tyrese's arm asks.

Goten ignores her statement at first—he can't understand her anyway—but once Trunks translates, he replies, "Any, I guess."

Erana smiles and points towards the nearest hill. It is, more or less, a slightly-inclined path of snow with tiny children sliding down it—a bunny hill.

Goten wasn't sure what to expect when he finally met Tyrese's equally-American girlfriend. She was certainly pretty: a bit short, with warm, brown skin, curly hair braided into a ponytail, bright eyes, and full lips. She was also rather nice—or at least, she seemed nice; he couldn't exactly understand anything she was saying—just as Trunks had said. Yeah, Goten would say that he liked this girl, despite the inability to actually communicate with her.

He wondered if he could ever learn English. Given his track record with French he figured probably not.

It had been her idea to double-date—Trunks and Tyrese refuse to consider it a 'double-date'—to this ski-resort. Goten had never been skiing before (none of them had except for Erana, in fact), but he was always up for trying new things.

"A bunny hill?" Goten says, slightly offended at her lack of faith in his skill.

"Yeah," Trunks says, as he trudges towards the pitiful excuse for a snow mound. "So that when you fall on your face—which you will—your delicate body won't take too much damage."

Goten pinches Trunks in the butt for the insult, before sitting down to strap the skis on his boots. Trunks follows suit, and they both waddle over to the edge of the hill.

Goten looks down the slope with a bit of uncertainty. He isn't scared, but he just... doesn't know what the fuck to do.

"So, do I just... glide?" he asks his boyfriend.

Trunks shrugs. "I guess. That's all it looks like."

"Well... you're older, so by universal law, you must go first."

"Wha- hey!" Trunks cries, but it's too late. There are two hands pushing against his back and sending him down the hill.

He curses on his way down, his body slanted over to keep himself upright. He gets rather far before he finally falls over, and Goten can't help but to be impressed. He chuckles at his disoriented boyfriend, who is fuming while he fumbles to his feet. Once Trunks is upright, he glares and gives him the middle finger. When Goten blows him back a kiss, Trunks waves his hand, motioning for him to come down as well.

Goten sweeps his eyes back and forth to make sure that no one is watching—it seems Tyrese and Erana have ditched them for a more challenging hill—before he places himself at the edge. He's got two pole-thingies—no, he cannot remember if they have special names or not—in his hands, but he's not sure what he's supposed to do with them. He guesses he's about to find out.

With a deep breath, he tips the ends of the skinny boards off the hill and goes down.

He's sliding down the hill, and there's an unsettling feeling of unbalance over his whole body, and it's a scary as fuck sensation, so he screams.

Down the hill he goes, ever so slowly. His body is frozen in its position; bent at the knees and gripping the poles. Even his mouth is frozen wide open, as he screams with terror. He has to stop to breathe between his yelling, but that doesn't stop him, because this shit is horrifying, and everyone must know it. There are people watching him as he slides down the hill at a turtle's pace, but he doesn't pay them any mind, and only focuses on keeping himself alive in this terrible situation. Why did Erana think this was a good idea?!

Finally, his direction tilts, and he slides to the side before gently falling over into the snow.

Quickly, he yanks the death boards off his feet. His eyes are wide as he looks over and sees that his boyfriend has caught up with him, only to fall over and violently convulse in the snow. When Goten sees Trunks' tomato-red face, he thinks with horror that the evil mountain has gotten him too. He scowls though, when he sees that the other boy is simply laughing so hard that he can't get a sound out.

"Don't laugh! I felt like I was dying!" Goten protests, but that only makes Trunks wheeze harder.

"H... he-help, me," Trunks gasps between his staggered breathing. "It h-hurts. M-Make it, stoooop. Ah-ha-ha-ha!"

Goten throws his head back in the snow; he can't help but laugh a bit either.

Mostly he's trying to figure out how they both fell down on the bunny hill.

"Oh crap," Goten says, holding his aching abdomen, as he shakes with leftover mirth. "I think I just lost at least ten pounds."

"Make that fifteen for me." Trunks says, climbing to a stand. He reaches down and helps Goten to his feet.

Goten wraps both of his arms around Trunks' biceps and rests his head on his shoulder. "Can we leave now?"

Trunks hands brace against Goten's upper back. "We just got here."

"You're really funny if you think I'm going down that hill—or any other fucking hill—again." Goten says, leaning up to kiss the corner of Trunks' mouth.

Trunks turns his head away. "Stop it! There are children here."

"And half of them probably watch porn in their free time." Goten grabs Trunks' hand and tugs him along.

"Most of these kids are like ten."

Goten shrugs. "Kids are wild these days."

"Gross."

They trudge up the hill together, leaving behind their skis. Goten pointedly doesn't go back for them, because he will not let those things hurt him, or his Trunks, ever again.

End

In response to pukeko10: I like play around with their powers a lot :). I have to see if I can incorporate a fusion in there, but if I can, I will ;)

In response to Cb: Glad you liked it!

In response to LVR4Trunks-n-Vegeta: Lol same, I love playing in the snow, but getting all messy sucks.

In response to Guest: I like when they are long too :)

(The above responses were written in 2014.)

(In hindsight, that last response came out like a very bad sex joke. I promise that had not been the intent lol.)