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... I also don't own the Wave Pool, or the Lazy River.

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

Word count: 1654

Rated M for language, eventual sexual scenes, etc.

Our First Summer

Drabble #11- Swimming (Revised)

Goten all but skipped in merriment while his boyfriend walking calmly beside him. Trunks had finally agreed to go to the waterpark with him! He never really understood why Trunks didn't love swimming just as much as him. He claimed he didn't necessarily dislike it, he just never the point in getting as hyped as Goten did when it came to swimming anymore.

Goten blamed it on maturity. Yuck.

The Son all but dragged Trunks towards the Wave Pool, pushing against the older boy's bare shoulders to move him along, annoyance radiating off of him. The sooner they got to the pool, the sooner they could get out and go on the slides! It really was a shame Trunks couldn't see the severity of the situation.

"Come on, Trunks, put your shit down and let's swim!" Goten bounced in place impatiently.

Trunks rolled his eyes as he dropped his bag off his shoulder. He pulled his grey tank-top over his head, and placed it down on the ground beside Goten's own tank-top, which had been discarded earlier. He kicked off his sandals slowly, simply to annoy the impatient Son. Once he was ready, Goten locked his fingers around his wrist, and physically dragged him towards the pool. Luckily, Trunks didn't put up a fight.

"Hey, I don't want to go all the way out here!" Trunks exclaimed as they passed the shallow, and went straight for the deep-end.

"Come on! You know you just have to jump in and get it over with." Goten replied, ready to have the ice-cold water against his burning skin.

Trunks grumbled and yanked his wrist back as they reached the ten-foot water. He looked down at the pool, a frown in place. Leaning his leg over the edge, he dipped his toe in.

"Nope," Trunks said.

"Come on, you big baby, it can't be that cold," Goten replied with a roll of his eyes.

"It most certainly is, and I'm not getting in there," Trunks huffed. He turned and walked in the opposite direction. "I'll be by our stuff if you need me."

Goten groaned loudly. Why did Trunks have to be like this?

Well, he thought as he ran up behind him, making no effort to be unnoticed, Trunks was asking for this.

Trunks turned back to look at him, his eyebrow quirked in slight annoyance. Without warning, he was grabbed, and thrown over Goten's shoulder.

"What the hell?!" Trunks exclaimed, kicking his feet wildly. Goten wasn't deterred however, and turned back to run towards the deep end.

Trunks could only yelp in protest as Goten jumped off the edge, and into the frigid water. And yes, apparently it was that cold.

Goten came up first, receiving a warning in the form a whistle from one of the lifeguards. He gave them a 'thumbs-up', and turned back to watch his boyfriend emerge from the water. Trunks' body shivered, and his teeth chattered as he wiped the water from his eyes. Once he could open his eyes, he glared at Goten, and splashed him in his laughing face.

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The rest of the day had been bucket-loads of fun for Goten, complete with waterslides, a hot sun, and of course—Trunks. He always had good days when he was with Trunks, no matter what his partner's mood was. Though the older teen had been thoroughly annoyed by the earlier incident, Trunks had eventually loosened up, and allowed himself to enjoy the water (once his body had gotten used to it of course).

Sadly enough, the sky was beginning to darken (though not by much; it was barely six o' clock), signaling that the park was closing soon. All of the waterslides were closed, as was the Wave Pool. The only things that were still left open were the kiddie pools, and the Lazy River.

"I guess we should be leaving, huh?" Trunks spoke, running his hands through his wet hair until it was completely slicked back.

Goten licked his lips. He had, of course, been admiring Trunks all day. How could he not? Goten didn't have to tell you that Trunks was handsome, anyone with sight could see that. Did he really have to explain how his water-darkened hair stuck to his face in the sexiest way? Did he honestly have to enlighten you about the way the water droplets cascaded down his tanned skin, dripping down past his back dimples until they disappeared into his...

Ooh, he really wanted to go in the Lazy River now!

He proposed his desire to Trunks. Thankfully, his boyfriend did not question him too much, and simply shrugged in assent.

When they arrived, they only just made it before the "closed" sign was placed up. There were only two families in front of them, making them last in line, which Goten was thankful for.

It was only a few seconds before they were in the front. Goten said nothing to the guy who was running the Lazy River, and he said nothing back. He was looking at his nails with a bored expression, obviously wanting the park to close so he could go home. Goten felt for him.

Goten stepped into the water, and grabbed a double inner tube.

"Hold it still," Goten told Trunks. He did just that, and Goten successfully hopped himself into one of the holes.

Just as Trunks was going to seat himself in the other one, Goten grabbed at his wrist, and flung him into his lap. Trunks squeaked in surprise, wrapping his arm around Goten's shoulders to steady himself.

Blushing furiously, Trunks all but shouted, "what the hell, Goten?!"

Goten gave him an innocent smile, and replied, "What, I'm not allowed to hold you?"

Trunks sputtered for a moment. Finally he grumbled and looked away, muttering under his breath, "You could've at least warned me first..."

"I'll keep that in mind," Goten said with a little laugh, pressing his lips briefly against Trunks' cheek.

Trunks rolled his eyes at him. He then peered back at attendant, but even now he was not interested in what they were doing. Trunks relaxed then, and cuddled his head onto Goten's shoulder.

Goten nearly squealed, immediately wrapping his arms around Trunks' body. His boyfriend was so fucking cute.

He was especially thankful that no one else would be coming in the river behind them. He didn't need anyone interrupting him and Trunks, if you caught his drift...

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They were about halfway through the river now. Little conversation had passed over the duo; they were perfectly content with just being in each other's company.

They were under a bridge now, the two families that were in front of them had long since drifted away, leaving the two boy's completely alone.

With that knowledge, Goten directed their raft towards the stone wall. He braced his hand against the masonry, bringing their raft to a stop.

Trunks' previously closed eyes had opened, and were giving Goten a questioning look. "What did you stop us for?"

Instead of answering, Goten braced his hands against Trunks' back and the underside of his knees. He then threw Trunks off of him, and into the other side of the raft.

Trunks squawked in surprise, his legs and arms sprawled wildly. Before he could question whatever the hell Goten's problem was, the Son was already on top of him, and shushing him with his lips. Trunks' own lips had already been spread from his shock, giving Goten the opportunity to slip his tongue inside.

Trunks seemed to have caught on to Goten's little game, and slid their tongues together. He wrapped one of his arms around Goten's neck and the other just underneath the Son's arm, pulling him closer. Trunks then dragged his lips away, and pressed them to Goten's neck to suck the pale skin between his lips.

Trunks was taking to this a lot better than Goten thought he would. Goten bit his lip at a particularly pleasant suckle from Trunks. Not to be outdone, he moved his hand between their bodies, caressing tanned muscles, before trailing his fingers over Trunks' nipple. He captured the nub between his fingers, pinching it lightly. He rolled it between his fingers, satisfied with the small moan Trunks gave, before he brought their lips together again.

Their lips moved against each other's quickly. Their teeth bumped occasionally, but not as much as they did way back when they first started dating. They were learning together, Goten realized, or maybe they were learning each other. What a thought that was.

Goten wondered just how far Trunks was willing to let him take it. Well there was only one way to find out...

With that in mind, he released Trunks' nipple, and slowly trailed his hand back down his body. When the other didn't protest, Goten continued. His hand slid lower, and lower, and lower, until it nearly touched Trunks'...

Goten shrieked in surprise as he was suddenly engulfed in water. He could barely hear Trunks coughing and sputtering, over the sound of pounding water against their raft. What in the hell...

Goten blinked as the water let up. Peering behind him through a curtain of soaked hair, he was tempted to laugh at the incredulity of it all. They had been so wrapped up in each other that they hadn't noticed their raft had started moving again.

At least, not until it floated right underneath a waterfall...

Goten turned to look back at Trunks, whose coughing had finally subsided. His eyes were still wide with shock.

"Heh, sorry about that. Are you okay?" Goten asked, giving him a sheepish smile.

Trunks blinked dumbly for a moment, and Goten was worried for a moment that the water actually had somehow damaged his boyfriend.

All his concern was gone however, when his boyfriend's eyebrows drew into a glare. Without a word, Trunks pushed him off and into the river, engulfing Goten with water again.

End

This is one of my favorites lol.