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Hunger Point

BlackTigerG2

Chapter 3

Last time: We see Goten's 'problem'. Can anyone help him?

Disclaimer: I do not own any credibility to DragonBall/Z/GT.

"The hatred you're carrying is a live coal in your heart- far more damaging to yourself then to them."

-Lawana Blackwell

"MAN I HATE PRIVATE SCHOOL!"

Trunks Vegeta Breifs was mortally frustrated of higher education. Especially since he hasn't seen his best friend since he was nine years old! (Sure he gave Goten that necklace when he turned sixteen, but that was mailed to him and he hardly called Goten on the phone anymore!)

His mother wanted him to go to private schools, thinking that the public schools were too...low class. Ever since Bulma's father passed on and handed the company over to her she's been becoming more and more power hungry. Capsule Corps was going to be the number one company whether Trunks liked it or not. Bulma made him go to the best private schools in Japan. If he was going to take over when it's his turn he has to be a corporate typhoon and blow the competition out of the water. But Trunks doesn't want that. He wants...Goten. Him and the other demi-saiyan together like they were over nine years ago. Small talk over the phone wasn't enough anymore. He definitely changed over the years of his friend's absence. His body and muscles were more define, his hair was now slick and long. He had to hold his hair back with a rubber band, but a few strands will hang in front of his eyes ever now and then.

"MOM YOU HOME!" He called out.

"Trunks! That you?" He heard a voice and shook his head at it.

"No Mom it's the pizza man with your delivery!" He yelled back sarcastically.

"Ok then leave the grub on the table, my butler will pay and tip you...!" Trunks heard a muffled snicker.

"Very funny...no really you should do stand up comedy in Vegas!"

"Shut up and get your ass up here young man!"

Trunks obeyed his mother's orders and dragged himself upstairs to listen to more of her bitching about him and how he's going to handle the company. He opens the door to Bulma's office and gave her a small smile. It used to work all the time as a child, he would just smile to melt his mother's heart and he was off the hook. 'Goten taught me that...'

"Hey Mom."

"Hello sweetie, so how was school?" Bulma didn't even look at her distraught son. She was too busy looking into a microscope at a new specimen.

"Fine...I guess." Trunks shoved his hands in his pockets, trying desperately to hide an important piece of parchment. Of course the blue haired genius caught sight of this and looked hard at her son. "Trunks...what the hell was that?" She pointed at his uniform pants pocket.

"Uhhh...I'm happy to see you?"

"Trunks! That was so...ewww...give me it!" Her hand stuck out expecting the paper.

"Mom seriously it's nothing!"

"Give me it now Trunks!" Trunks couldn't deny his mother anymore the sadistic look on her face scary enough. He handed her the note. Bulma scanned through it, her face scrunched up a bit as she read along.

"TRUNKS VEGETA BREIFS!"

Trunks tried making a run for the door but his mother pounced on him with her words faster then you can say 'crap!' His mother cornered him in her office her fists and arms shaking.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU...!"

"Mom come on! Settle down!" Trunks put up his hands in defense.

Bulma took a deep breath to calm herself and began again, "Trunks you promised me AND your father that you would not get in trouble again at school!" She had to take another breath ," You got into a FIGHT again Trunks."

"It was a friendly spat...!"

"You broke his nose in two places!"

"Is that even possible?" Trunks questioned stupidly.

"Focus honey...look if you're ever going to take my place in the Capsule Corps. bandstand as head conductor then you have to get your priorities straight!"

"The Capsule Corps. bandstand? Head conductor? Mom jeez what a lame metaphor! I -"

"That is besides the point Trunks!" Bulma pinched the bridge of her nose as she gave an annoyed sigh at her only son ," Look,I really don't wanna deal with you right now or your lame and childish antics...go to your room..."

"But Mom I -"

"GO TO YOUR ROOM!" Bulma pointed to the door with a shaky finger and Trunks obliged.

O...O

Trunks sat on his bed and looked around his room. Old photos and dusty memories lingered here. He turned to his drawer, which he hadn't open in forever, it wouldn't budge at his tugging, "Grrr...stupid drawer! Great I'm talking to an inatimate object...wait I'm still talking!" Finally Trunks shot a miny ki blast and it opened.

"Woah..." He reached in and found something he hasn't seen in awhile. A rock. How the hell can this, a rock, hold any sentimental value what so ever you might ask? 'Wow this defintily brings back memories...'

O...O Flashback

"What do ya' mean we won't be together!" The eight year old miny Goku asked.

"Look Chibi it's just that...my Mom says that I have to go to a 'Private School' I think it's called," answered chibi Trunks.

"But why?"

"Because..."

"Because why!"

"Because I don't know...I don't wanna go to that school. I wanna go to the school you're going so I can hang with you and Gohan, but...my Mom says it's for the best. We can still play together here after school and Summer and stuff ya' know!" Trunks panted and look at his Goten's eyes, he saw...hurt.

"When? When do you start?" Goten sniffled out.

Trunks sighed and ran a small hand through his hair ,"Next Monday, the Private School start a week earlier then the Public School."

"But- that means we only have three days!" Goten tried his hardest not to cry.

"Yeah, so that's why we have to make these three days the best three days of our lives!" Trunks then grabbed Goten by the arm and dragged him to the river that lays in the forest by Goten's home. The duo splashed in the water and laughed and wrestled till they were both out of breath.Trunks sat under the protective shade of the tree as Goten ventured the banks of the river, until something caught his eye ,"Ooooh pretty colors!"

It was a rock. But this rock glistened in the sun, it was technicolored, with diffirent shades of blue, pinks, reds, oranges and greens. It was almost...magical. 'This is perfect!'

Goten ran up to Trunks and shook him from his slumber. "Huh Goten? Uh what's with all the racket?"

"Here!" Goten outstretched his arms to reveal the colorful stone. It glimmered in Trunks' eyes, "Wow Goten where did you get this it's so cool! I've never seen anything like this before!"

"Then you'll be able to see it ever day now Trunks."

"Huh Goten what are you sayin'?"

"Well uh.." Goten looked down at his hands and nervously pinched at his orange gi, "I uh.."

"Come on Goten!"

"IWANTYOUTOHAVEIT!"

"Wah?"

"It's yours Trunks so you can remember me when you're at that 'Prevate' School when you get bored or when you're to busy.." Goten gave a big Goku-like smile.

Trunks smiled too, "It's called a 'Private School' Goten not 'Prevate.' But thanks anyways..but I don't have anything to give you though Goten."

"Oh it's ok Trunks-kun."

"No, no you have to get something..hmm I don't have anything material to give ya'.." Trunks thought and thought then finally got an idea. "Well I have an idea, but you can'ty really take it home with you or look at it everyday though."

"It's ok Trunks I'll take anything you give me!"

"Ok this is something I saw on T.V., ok you see this guy did something really bad and had to go to jail, so he was told that he can give his girlfreind one thing and one thing only.And he didn't have any money." Trunks rattled on and Goten was hung on every word."So then when the guy and the girlfreind had to say good-bye they...what was it called again?"

"What did they do Trunks!" Goten hopped up and down on his bum in excitement.

"What was it called...well anyway they did this..." Trunks leaned over Goten, causing him fall backwards placing his hands behind him to support himself, Trunks got even closer then finally closed the gap between them and amaturley gave Goten a swipe on the lips. Goten was having a hard time registering this in his head...'what should I do?' He could feel Trunks' saliva entering his mouth, tasting his Mother's double chocolate chip cookies on his tast buds. This feeling was ...diffirent, but it made him feel warm and protected. Trunks' hand combed through Goten's jungle hair and brushed his face.Goten could feel the rush of heat and blood bating in his cheeks. Then Goten's Saiyan instincts kicked in, naturally he didn't want to be the submissive one so he began mimicking Trunks and moved his lips with Trunks' lips. Enjoying the feeling the two boys kissed faster and faster, becoming heated. Since they were only nine and eight they didn't know anything about frenching ,so they sticked to chaste kisses. Every now and then Trunks would stop and kiss Goten's brow, cheeks and neck..Goten always giggled when his neck was payed any attention.

Trunks' knees were beginning to hurt with the position they were in so he broke off the kiss (with a pout from Goten) and got off him. He then picked Goten up and walked over to the tree's shade. He gently placed Goten on the ground and dropped down next to him.

"That's better!" Trunks' hands reached out for Goten's, he rubbed his thumbs over the top of Goten's smaller hands and tugged on them to bring Goten closer. He pecked Goten's soft lips again, he saw a faint blush covering his Goten's cheeks.

"I hope this was a good present Goten."

Goten looked up into Trunks' cerulean eyes and nodded, the blush still visible ,"Uh huh...Trunks never forget about me..."

"I won't Chibi, as long as you don't forget about me..."

"I won't, I promise."

"Me too Goten , me too.." The duo continued their amature display of affection until Trunks had to go home at nightfall.

O...O End Flashback

Trunks stared at the rock, he promised Goten he wouldn't forget him and he didn't ,but he might of well as. He stopped calling Goten, his Mother's lessons slowly became longer and school became harder. Reports, essays, and projects flooded his weekends and the occasional flight trips with his Mother to America with investors. The last time Trunks spoke to Goten was over the phone on Goten's sixteenth birthday, when the necklace he had customed made for him was sent and delivered, almost two years ago!

"That's it...good-bye Capsule Corps." Trunks put on his blue denim C.C jacket and flunged a brown leather bag over his shoulders containing extra clothes and his tooth brush and some cash. He picked up several capsules with a hover car, a capsule house, and other necessities. He walked over to the window and pushed it open and flew into the night sky. "Hello Goten."

O...O

Seventeen year old Goten sat in his chair in his room alone trying not to blast the picture frame he found under the bed to smithereens. It was a picture of when he was thirteen with his Mother, Gohan, a very pregnant Videl, Hercule, and...him. Goku. Mr. so called "Hero of the Universe." Goten could only scowl at the frame. In the picture Gohan had an arm around Videl's waist and his Mother's shoulders, Hercule was giving his 'victory sign',and him being held in his Father's arms, being cradled like a baby with his legs sticking out and arms around his Father's neck. Their cheeks were smushed together and both had their Son grins on, wearing them proudly. They were on a famly picnic that day.

"If I didn't know who these people were I would've thought they were a pretty happy family." Goten took another look of the picture he threw it against the wall, breaking the frame, he picked up the photo and ripped the head of his Father clear off, leaving a name and faceless man in a crowd of happy people. He shoved it under his pillow and layed back down. "Bastard.."

"Goten what was that!" His mother shrieked from downstairs.

"Nothing Mom!" He lied,"Something just fell from the shelf, I'm ok!"

"Alright Sweetie! Good night, see you in the morning Honey!"

"Good night Mother!"

Goten tried to sleep, but couldn't. He could feel a familiar presence coming towards him but couldn't put his finger on it. Then there was thump on the roof. "What the hell...?"

Goten opened his window and flew out to the top of his roof ready to defend his Mother and his home. "Ok you sleazeball, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but I'm not letting you fuck around here any longer got it Buddy!"

"I know it's been a long time, but come on you don't have to call me a 'sleazball'..and such language pal!"

Goten's mouth gaped as he got a good look at the intruder. The intruder stepped closer and hugged Goten stiffly, almost nervously.

"Hi Goten-chan...mind if I call you Chibi for old times sakes, huh?"

"Trunks!"

O...O

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BlackTigerG2

Next Time: "Chibi what's the matter?" There was an awkward silence between the two ,"Trunks, I have something to tell you...something...disturbing..."