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' first summer as a couple.

Word count: 1572

Rated M for language, sexual scenes, etc.

Our First Summer

Drabble #15- Amusement Parks (Revised)

"Come on, Trunks; let's go on this one next!" Goten exclaimed, pointing at the nearest roller-coaster, swinging their conjoined hands with a nauseating amount of cheer as they walked. It was the oddest thing, but ever since that day at the mall, Trunks had seemed to actually grow more comfortable with Public Displays of Affection™. Trunks never reached out for Goten himself, but didn't put up much fuss when Goten would grab his hand, or throw his arm over his shoulders, or even hug him. He even seemed to disregard the stares they were receiving—curious, positive, and negative alike.

Trunks' cheeks did flush furiously though when a tween girl looked at them and squealed out a high-pitched 'awwwww' as if all of her yaoi fantasies had come true, but Goten didn't fault him for that one. Even he was a bit embarrassed.

"Fine. Is the line long?"

Goten checked the line, and while it was a bit lengthy, it wasn't any shorter than any of the other rides. Pleased, he dragged his boyfriend towards the rollercoaster.

Once they reached the back of the line, Goten turned around to face Trunks. He grabbed his other hand, and swung them back and forth gently. "So, are you having fun?"

Trunks pointedly took his hand back and wiped at the sweat droplet running down his temple. "I'd be having more fun if it wasn't so damn hot."

Goten rolled his eyes, hardly bothered by the sun shining bright above them. Trunks was obviously more of a 'winter person'.

Not many words passed between them—Trunks was the worst conversationalist when he was uncomfortable—and thus Goten easily noticed that it took almost two whole minutes for the line to move forward, and only slightly at that. Okay so maybe it would take a little longer than he had first thought...

With that in mind, he released Trunks' hand and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Trunks glared at him. "Hey, how about let me go?"

"Come on, Trunks," Goten whispered in his ear. "Don't you want to be like those other couples who are 'boo-luvin' in line?"

"One, don't ever say that word again. Two, it is entirely too hot for this." Despite his protests, Trunks pushed his arms underneath Goten's, and wrapped them snugly around his back. Goten swung their bodies from side-to-side with an extravagant amount of effort, pulling a laugh from Trunks. They entertained themselves by trying to walk forward in each other's arms as the line moved glacially forward. Soon enough they were in the front, passing over the previously locked gate, and heading towards the spring-green roller-coaster.

As they moved towards the middle seats, Goten read the sign displayed ahead aloud.

"Hmm, smaller rider enters first... I guess that means you, Trunks," Goten said with a bit of a smirk.

Trunks rolled his eyes even as he slid into the seat. "Goten, you are maybe a centimeter taller than me."

And Goten cherished that possible centimeter very much.

Once the ride attendant could checked their seatbelts and gave the 'okay', the coaster pulled out of the station and began its climb up the first hill.

"Doesn't this ride have a picture at the end?" Goten asked loudly over the grinding gears.

"I fucking hope not."

Goten gave a startled laugh at the excessive agitation in Trunk's voice. "Why not?"

Trunks had a deep frown on his face. "I'm always making an ugly face in those pictures."

Goten hummed in agreement, earning him a sharp glare. Goten laughed again, then reached his arm over. "Hold my hand? This hill looks very scary."

"I hope it kills you," Trunks replied honestly, and locked their hands together.

The coaster sped down the hill. Goten could hardly hear anything over his own screams (why even get on rides if he wasn't going to get into the spirit?) as the coaster zipped around the tracks, twisting and turning and causing Trunks to nearly crush his body with his weight.

'Ah, so that's why they said 'Smaller rider enter first'...' Goten thought in agony, vaguely regretting his choice in seat.

"Ah shit!" his boyfriend exclaimed as they passed over a sharp turn. Goten looked over at Trunks once his weight was not longer doing its best to break his ribs. Trunks' lips were spread in a large, open smile. His blue eyes were wide as they approached the final hill, and his lavender hair was whipping rather fetchingly around his equally fetching face.

Goten, never one to resist his reflexes, leaned over and planted a firm kiss on Trunks' cheek as the coaster dipped down the hill.

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"Hey, look! That's us!" Goten exclaimed, pointing his finger at the screen in question. Trunks' eyes were squeezed shut, his lips open in what was now a silent scream, and his hair blowing around his face. Goten was next to him, his lips pressed against his tanned cheek, and his dark hair even more wild than usual. In between them was their conjoined hands, which were clenching each other tightly.

"First of all, you're gay. Second of all, do you see the face I'm making?" Trunks frowned, brushing his hair back into place.

Goten contemplated the photo. "I don't think it's that bad. I do recall you making a similar face when we are having—"

"Goten!" Trunks cried out, utterly scandalized.

Goten couldn't hold back his laughter then. He threw his arm over Trunk's shoulders to support himself as the giggles wracked his body. Trunks grumbled at him, but kindly wrapped his arms around Goten's waist and led him away from the roller-coaster.

"What do you want to do now?" Trunks asked once Goten gathered control of himself.

Goten sniffed and smelled the smelly smell of theme park food. His stomach growled. "Eat."

Trunks pushed him down onto one of the empty table benches. "Wait here. I'll go get some cheese fries."

"Don't forget the bacon!" Goten called after his retreating boyfriend. The elder waved his hand behind him and continued on his way.

Goten watched Trunks until he faded from sight, then turned to watch the people passing in front of him. He noticed an enthusiastic little boy trip on the stone pavement, though he never hit the ground due to a hand grabbing the back of his shirt just in time. Goten's eyes trailed to the delicate tan hand, with smooth, pink polish on the nails. His gaze traveled up to a thin arm, then to equally thin shoulders. His eyes widened a bit as he caught sight of the girl. She was skinny, but not frighteningly so. Her hair was a rich dark brown, trailing just past her shoulders and curling at the end. Her face was smooth tan, with freckles that ran across her nose. Her lashes were long and her eyes were a gorgeous hazel, widening as she situated the young boy back to his feet.

She gave the boy a glare while her smooth, feminine voice scolded him for running.

The boy pouted a bit. "I'm sorry, Naoki."

Naoki, huh? That was a pretty name.

She looked as though she was going to roll her eyes, though instead, she caught Goten's gaze before he could look away. The girl flushed a bit, before smiling and giving a wave. Goten grinned and waved his hand back.

The girl looked as if she was contemplating coming over when the boy grabbed her hand, and dragged her towards a ride.

Goten laughed a bit and shook his head. She was cute, that was for sure. Had it been a year ago, he probably would've followed after her.

Goten had always been intuned with his sexuality, and had no problem acknowledging the fact that he liked females just as much as he did males. How could he not? They were so fun and cute and... feminine! Trunks wasn't feminine, not even a little, but Goten didn't really mind. He wouldn't be dating him if he minded.

Trunks wasn't like him. Goten can't remember if Trunks had ever actually told him out loud, but he's quite aware that Trunks wasn't really into girls that way. Goten figured that Trunks was rather fortunate in regards to his preferences, considering how much he liked Goten's prick up his–

"Please don't smile like that in a place filled with children."

"Dick," Goten retorted automatically (quietly, of course—he wasn't actually trying to scar people's kids). Trunks only gave him an amused look, before holding out a carton of fries.

Goten clapped with glee before snatching the offering. With the plastic fork, he popped a cheese-covered fry into his mouth. "You are honestly, truly, the greatest guy in the world."

Trunks rolled his eyes. "How very sweet of you."

"I know," Goten replied with a cheeky smile. He leaned in for a kiss, only to be stopped by two fingers pressing into his forehead.

"Um, no? You have cheese dripping down your lip." Trunks' nose wrinkled in disgust.

Goten stuck his tongue out and licked the cheese off his lips. "Better?"

"Not even a little."

"Come on!" Goten complained, leaning in again.

Trunks hopped off the seat. "I don't think so."

Goten followed after his retreating boyfriend, whose pace was quickening with each step.

"Get away from me!"

By now they were in a full-out chase through the amusement park—pretty girls, pricks, and french fries long-forgotten.

End