Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The tears of yesterday ❯ The first tear ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story idea. Are we clear?
A/N: I don't get the opportunity to update much. This is my first posted fan fic. It's something I was working on with my best friend before she was killed in alcohol related accident. (That's not a joke and it's not there for pity.) I hope you enjoy it... Reviews are wanted!!! Also I started this story because I'm so sick of those stupid stories where Trumks kicks Gotens ass for being in love with him, so I reversed the roles.

Trunks looked over at Goten, only to be enticed by the smooth symmetry (*sp?) of skin over lithe, agile muscle as Goten turned to face him.
"What? Do I have something in my teeth or hair or something?" he whispered, bringing Trunks out of his reverie.
"No... just thinking. Hey, meet me outside my car when the bell rings." Trunks whispered back.
"Mister Son. Mister Briefs. Unless that is a conversation you would like to include the whole class in, I would highly recommend that you shut your mouths until the end of class." the teacher snapped. Goten flashed her the famous Son smile. // Kami I love him.// Trunks thought quietly, envying the teacher for getting a smile. The bell snapped out of his reverie once more, and he made a beeline for his Ferrari. Goten was waiting for him.
"Let's go off campus to talk." Trunks sugested. "Kay." Goten agreed. Trunks hopped behind the wheel and drove to their favorite sparring grounds.
"What'd you wanna talk about?" Goten asked. Trunks sighed, took two deep breaths and spat it out. "Goten I've been in love with you since the beginning of high school." Goten gave him an incredibly dirty look. "That's not funny Trunks." he spat. "It's not a joke. I love you." Trunks insisted. Goten powered up. "You disgust me you filthy little faggot." he snapped at Trunks, lacing each word with icy venom. He suddenly pushed an onslaught of attacks on Trunks, powered by hatred. Trunks, weakened by love, just took it.
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Later that week
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"What all is wrong with him Doctor?" Bulma asked, terribly worried. (A/N" Bulma worried about someone other than herself OMG that's a miracle!)
"Mrs. Briefs, for the thousandth time he has a shattered pelvis, a fractured skull, a broken leg, and six cracked ribs. However, because he isn't human and heals at a highly increased speed, he'll be fine in about three weeks." the doctor replied.
"Who could do this to my poor baby?" Bulma whispered.



Sorry guys!!! I'm outie for now, but hey I';; update ASAP and send me some reviews. I'll even accept flames, they're great for when I haven't got matches for a BBQ. Later!