Disclaimer: I am far too lazy to come up with a quite 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: 1558

Rated M for language, sexual scenes, etc.

Our First Summer

Drabble #31- Last Day of Summer (Revised)

Goten smiled brightly as he watched Pan smother Trunks in a hug. The youngest Sons had just arrived at Capsule Corporations a few seconds ago, and already Pan was attacking him with her little girl love. Goten laughed a bit to himself, and waited for his time alone with Trunks.

The rest of August went rather uneventfully in Goten's opinion. The most exciting thing to occur would be the world martial arts tournament, which had taken place just a week ago. He had laughed at Trunks being hit on by a large man named Otosuki, gotten his ass kicked by Pan, and lost his father... again, all in the same day. Goten didn't really mind though. He wasn't nearly as close to Goku as Gohan was, so the man's absence really wasn't affecting his daily life in anyway.

During the entire rest of the month, he and Trunks had quite literally spent every waking minute together. Whether the two were spending their nights at Capsule Corporations, or the Son household, they were always together. The only reason why Goten wasn't with Trunks just a moment ago, was because he had promised Pan he'd bring her down to say her goodbyes.

Trunks had decided that he was going to go to Stanford. As proud as Goten was for his boyfriend, he still didn't like to think about the fact that this was his boyfriend's last day of summer. Goten's summer was actually going to last about another six days, before he began his senior year. Trunks' was obviously cut short, because he was leaving; tomorrow morning in fact.

'Come on you little brat! You've been saying your goodbyes for like five minutes now!' Goten thought in annoyance, as he watched Trunks swing his giggling niece around in circles. He couldn't help but feel a bit irritated. He still had to say his goodbyes too!

He was going to be seeing Trunks' again in a few days, but still, it was the principale!

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After what seemed like ages, Pan finally released Trunks, and allowed him to see Goten. They immediately took flight. The two of them had flown for almost an hour, when they decided to rest. They were in the forest now, a lake roughly a hundred feet away from them.

Goten was resting in the grass now, with his back against a tree. Trunks sat in between his legs, and Goten wrapped his arms tight around his waist, cuddling him closer as he buried his chin in his shoulder. They were both quiet, trying to ignore the setting sun, and the fireflies that were beginning to sprout out above the grass, signaling that the day was coming to a close.

After a while, Trunks finally spoke lightheartedly, "So Pan basically died in my arms when I told her I was leaving for America. Did you seriously not tell her where I was going?"

Goten shrugged. "Like she knows where America is. I was going to tell her that you were moving to Candy Land, but I didn't think you'd play along with that."

"Well considering she regularly flies around the world by herself, I wouldn't be surprised if she knew where it was. Also, you're right, I probably wouldn't have."

Goten chuckled lightly, and tightened his arms around Trunks. He sighed, and tried not to think about the events for tomorrow.

'I'm being such a baby. I'll see him all the time! It's not like I'm losing him or anything... he's not really going anywhere!'

Goten was pulled from his thoughts when he felt Trunks shift. He had turned his head to become face-to-face with Goten. Trunks' face was blank of emotion, but Goten could see the seriousness in his eyes.

"I'm going to miss you," he said.

Goten gave a bit of a forced laugh as he replied, "We can see each other whenever we—"

"Goten," the seriousness didn't leave his voice as he cut the younger off.

Goten buried his face in Trunks' neck. While they could fly, it would be a hassle to see one another all of the time. With Goten's final year of high school, and Trunks' first year of college, they wouldn't have the time to fly and see each other during weekdays. The best that Goten could guarantee would be every weekend, but that still wasn't nearly enough for him.

"I'll miss you too. I don't like thinking about the fact that I won't be able to see you every day," Goten replied, his answer muffled against Trunks' neck.

Trunks nodded in agreement. "We'll still talk to each other every day. Besides, this can be your first year of school were I didn't do 70% of your classwork for you!"

"Ugh," Goten groaned, throwing his head back against the tree. "I actually have to put effort into this year, don't I? How is that supposed to make me feel better?"

Trunks shrugged. "It certainly makes me feel better."

"Shut up!" Goten exclaimed as he flicked the back of Trunks' head. The elder laughed in reply, which only left Goten the option to grumble in annoyance.

After a few moments, Trunks was quiet again, and returned to resting lazily against Goten's chest. The duo sat in silence, watching the fireflies float around them, as their numbers accumulated with the darkening sky.

"Do you remember when you kissed Cayon?" Goten asked suddenly. He really didn't mind if Trunks said 'yes'. He was simply curious.

"What?" Trunks shot up to his feet. He looked down at Goten, stared at his now empty arms in pitiful confusion.

"When in the hell was this?!" Trunks demanded, his hands shooting out to further emphasize his emotion.

Goten coughed a bit before muttering, "On New Year's eve..."

"WHAT!"

"...Yeah..."

"Oh gods... That's what all those annoying vague jokes Cayon kept making were about! All this time both of you knew and you didn't tell me?! What the hell?!"

"I'm sorry!" Goten held his hands up to shield himself. "I didn't really want to talk about it, and I figured since you didn't remember, it wasn't hurting anybody! But wow, I mean, I knew you were wasted, but I didn't think you were that wasted. You seriously don't remember?"

"No, I don't!" Trunks replied, his eyes filled with irritation. "The only thing I remember after drinking all those drinks with Mele was kissing you... OH GODS!"

"What! What!" Goten exclaimed, jumping a bit in fear.

Trunks' hands went to cover his eyes. "I thought that it was you I was kissing! Oh fuck, that really was Cayon! I thought you were just wearing really bad cologne! Oh gods this is so embarrassing."

Goten blinked in confusion as he stood to his feet, "you thought that was... me?"

"Obviously. Why would I kiss Cayon?"

Goten suddenly grinned brightly. "You really thought that was me!"

Trunks glared at him through the cracks in his fingers. "I literally just said that."

"No, you don't get it! You never were trying to kiss Cayon, just me!" Goten replied as he pumped his fists in the air, doing the same odd dance he'd done when Trunks was forced to participate in the 28th world martial arts tournament with him.

'Ha! Looks like even back then I was better than Cayon! I can't wait to rub it in his face!'

Trunks arched his brow at Goten's strange victory dance. "I hope you weren't looking to get laid tonight..."

Goten instantly stopped his dance. He stuck his tongue out at him. Trunks rolled his eyes, and looked to the sky.

His eyes widened at the deep blue up above. "it's getting late. We should probably head back."

Goten pouted, before hooking his arm around Trunks' waist, and pulling the other boy against him. "I don't want to leave yet."

"I know, but we have to, Goten. There is still some more stuff that I have to capsulize, and then I have to go to bed early tonight. I have to wake up at the crack of fucking dawn tomorrow, because my mother wants to get me settled in my dorm in the morning, so she can drag me sightseeing with her for the rest of the day."

Goten leaned in, and whispered in Trunks' ear, "Come on, I'm in such a good mood; just go to bed late tonight! Don't you want a more immediate ending to our first summer as a couple? I mean, we can get drunk and have sloppy sex later."

Trunks laughed. He recalled saying something similar on their first day of summer.

With a bit of a seductive smile, he replied, "Well... I guess being a little tired tomorrow won't kill me..."

With that, Goten leaned in, and connected their lips. His hands slid down off of his narrow waist, until they rested on Trunks' hips. He could feel Trunks smiling against his lips, before he slipped his tongue into his mouth.

Goten basked in the fingers that tightened in his dark hair, as he pulled Trunks closer. Trunks never really did admit to loving the placement of the Son's hands in a certain place, but Goten decided it didn't really matter. There was no room for petty teasing tonight.

"I love you," Goten said.

Trunks hummed. "Why don't you prove it?"

Goten spent the rest of that night proving it over and over again.

End