Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Flames in the Rain:Returned ❯ Feelings Betrayed ( Chapter 2 )

A/N** PWP, Yaoi, mild language. Italics are thoughts. I'd also like to remind everyone that this fic is dedicated to c0nfu3ed! I also received a request from an anonymous reviewer. Sadly, I am unable to fulfill this request because of two reasons. (1) This person left no contact…I can't write a request with out talking the details over. (If there had been a contact left for me to write to this person would know reason number two.) (2) I'm not familiar with the pairing of Gohan and Piccalo…In fact, I'm not familiar with any Piccalo pairing. (Sorry) R/R PLEASE!

Flames in the Rain-Returned

Sequel to Flames in the Rain

Chapter Two- Feelings Betrayed

Trunks held Goten happily, his arms wrapped around the lithe body that was entangled around him as he slept. Goten…do you know how much I love you? Trunks thought stroking his hair. Goten mumbled something snuggling into him. I should spend more time with you, instead of working so much…maybe I could so something… Trunks smiled as a plan formed in his mind to surprise his husband. Gently slipping from the bed, Trunks showered and dressed. Before leaving for the office he placed a kiss on Goten's forehead and tiny notes letting him know he was leaving and that he loved him.

Before going to the office Trunks stopped by to see his mother and father. "Trunks, honey!" Bulma greeted him wrapping him in a hug. "How are you?" "I'm good mom." Bulma nodded. "I'm glad, although you've been working more and more lately." Trunks sighed. "I know…that's why I'm going to do something special for Goten tonight." Bulma looked at her son questioningly. "I thought you had a business trip?" "I do, but I'm going to the office to cancel it." Bulma smiled, she'd raised her son well. "Where's father?" Trunks asked not hearing him training. "Oh," Bulma mumbled. "Usually around the times you have business trips, he either leaves for a few days to train alone or locks himself away in one of the guest rooms on the other side of Capsule Corp." she said pouring herself a cup of coffee. "Oh…" Trunks said. Father sure is extreme… He thought as he kissed his mother goodbye and left.

Goten woke slowly, blinking he sat up in the bed, looking over at the night stand he saw the note Trunks had left him, letting him know he'd be gone a few days. Trunks' so sweet. He thought as he took a shower. Always leaving little I love you notes in the oddest places. He thought pulling on some worn out jeans leaving them undone. Going to the kitchen he felt guilty, seeing another note from Trunks proclaiming his love for him. Maybe I should tell him about Vegeta and I…no…I couldn't do that…Trunks must never know. Goten thought for a few minutes frustrated with him self. I am greedy…I want to keep Trunks, but I also want Vegeta…admitting he was greedy and maybe he wasn't the best husband for lying to Trunks but it didn't stop him then and it wouldn't stop him now. It won't hurt anyone as long as Vegeta and I don't get caught. Thinking of Vegeta, Goten wondered when he'd show up. I should probably set the house up. Goten smiled. When Vegeta got here he wanted Vegeta to want him so much he couldn't stand it.

Vegeta landed in the garden behind Goten and Trunks' house. Swiftly entering through the back door he stopped, seeing it lit with candles, lining the hallway. He could smell Goten's desire as he walked to the living room. Glancing at the stairs he saw white water lily petals gracing the shinning wood. Slipping off his jacket he tossed it to the side, before making his way up the first flight of stairs. Reaching the landing he could here soft music. He felt his sex begin to stir he pulled his shirt off letting it fall the stairs. Continuing up the second flight of stairs he followed the petals down the glowing hall to the room Goten shared with Trunks. By then, Vegeta's manhood was hard and throbbing against the tightness of his pants as images of Goten writhing beneath him, his head thrown back in ecstasy. AS his hands began to remove his pants he envisioned Goten on hi hands and knees begging him to fuck him harder.

Steeping free of the constricting clothing Vegeta pushed the door open his eyes falling upon a very aroused, very naked Goten. Vegeta's eyes traveled down the length of the gasping body, stopping to watch Goten's hands pleasure himself. He continued to watch, entranced at Goten's breathing became heavy as he stoking himself roughly, his back coming up off the bed as he moaned biting him lip as his eyes slid closed. Spreading his legs wider, he moved his hands faster and harder as he thrust up into his grip. He stiffened, his muscles tightening as he came, spilling his seed over his belly. Opening his eyes slowly, he smiled. Vegeta stood above him, his breathing short and shallow. God, how ready I am for him…

Vegeta growled as Goten beckoned him to join him. Crawling over the still shuddering body, Vegeta leaned over the quivering stomach, his tongue slowly running up and down, licking away the evidence of Goten's release. Goten ran his hands through Vegeta's surprisingly soft hair as his tongue teased his member back to hardness. "Mmm…Vegeta…" he sighed as Vegeta slid up his body, their mouths meeting in a kiss of want and lust. He parted his lips allowing Vegeta to thrust his tongue inside as his hand splayed down his belly. Goten balled his hands into fists as he shivered. Vegeta broke the kiss looking at the gasping Goten. "You're shivering…" he spoke gruffly his voice tight with need. Goten only nodded biting his lip as Vegeta pushed a dry finger into his entrance. Arching away from the pain Goten cried out. "I know how you want it." Vegeta said hoarsely as Goten began to rock back onto his thrusting finger. You don't know how right you are. Goten thought.

Trunks whistled happily as he picked Goten's favorite flower from their garden. Sun flowers. Trunks looked down at the wild flowers. I never realized how important Goten really is to me. I should spend more time with him… he thought of Goten's loving smile. A lot more time. Walking into the house Trunks gasped. What's all this? Passing by candles almost burned to the wick. Did he somehow know I as canceling the trip and wanted to surprise me? Heading towards the staircase he saw the Capsule Corp. jacket lying on the floor. Not thinking anything of it because his eyes were drawn to the stairs that were littered in petals of his favorite flower. Water lilies. Walking up the stairs he could hear music playing and something else that sounded strangely like Goten moaning. Picking up the shirt that was tossed on the stairs he frowned. What's going on? He asked himself quickly descending the rest of the stairs. He could hear muffled moans and gasping, the music fading out. No… walking through the dim glow of the hall he kicked the pants that looked oddly familiar as he silently pushed open the unclosed bedroom door.

He sucked in a breath as he took in the sight before him. Pain stabbing through him, his heart pausing in shock. Choking back a sob he clearly saw his father from the waist up. He was `laying' over a moaning and writhing Goten. Fighting back a wave of nausea as his heart tore in two. Looking down where the sheets concealed their actions, he saw Vegeta's hips thrust forward fiercely as Goten begged for more. This…can't be…not the love of my life…not the one I love so much…not my father…not either of them… He denied it, but the evidence overruling the faith and love he had undoubtedly put into the one he loved so much and the one he called his father. A single tear fell slowly down his cheek as he dropped the precious flowers and closed the bedroom door.

*TBC*

A/N* Poor Trunks! ((Hugs him close)) his heart is broken! The love of his life betrayed him…did he see it coming? Love is such a dangerous game. Lol. Once more, this fic is dedicated to c0nfu3ed! Remember, if you want me to write a request (I will do happily if I have time) leave a contact and please nothing with Piccalo…(he's not a character I can relate to…sorry)

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