Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ A Fun Night Out ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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---------Back to Age 786----------------

“Goten!” Chi-Chi called outside Goten’s bedroom door in the Son’s house. It was late afternoon; the sun was starting to set while Chi-Chi’s cooking was filling the house with tasty aroma.
Goten got a fright from his mother’s voice, waking him up from his day-dreaming. He rubbed his eyes gently, looking down at his book that was blank. He stressed, quickly turning the pages back, so it would look like he has been studying.
“Goten! Open this door now!” Chi-Chi shouted again, knocking against the locked door.
Goten got up sluggishly and allowed Chi-Chi into his room.
“Honestly Goten, what has been up with you lately? You have always been such a sweet natured boy.”
“Mum, I’m just tired, sorry,” Goten replied, sitting back down onto his chair, rubbing his tired eyes. Chi-Chi thought for a minute for a better comeback, until she looked at his clock.
“Oh yes, that’s why I came in here for, what time is your date again?”
Goten eyed the clock...
-‘I’ll meet you 6 o’clock sharp at Satan City, got it!’-
“Oh no! Ma!! Why didn’t you come earlier!?” Goten shouted, picking up fresh clothes from his bed as he was about to head to the shower. He was going to be late! Very, very late! It was already quarter to five. Trunks would not be happy.
“I have to meet her at 6 o’clock!” Goten rushed off, leaving a confused Chi-Chi behind in his room.

“Kami... where is that baka... I told him 6 o’clock sharp!” Trunks muttered under his breath. He looked up at the Satan City sign waiting for Goten in the setting sun. It was unusual for Goten to be late. If there’s one thing Trunks has taught Goten over the years, it was time management, especially after Majin Buu saga. He smiled, his eyes getting hazy as he thought of seeing Goten again.
It’s been over a month since they’ve seen each other. Trunks was hard at work studying, he wanted to do well for both of his parents, Bulma and Vegeta. He knew it wouldn’t be good publicity if he didn’t do well. After all, he will be taking over Capsule Corp once Bulma retires. But luckily college was easy thanks his genius family and genes.
“Ahh! I don’t believe it. Trunks!” Goten shouted a hello as he landed in front of Trunks.
“Hey man, what took you so long?”
“Hahaha! Well...” Goten smiled, running his hand through his shaggy, and still slight damp hair, blushing slightly.
“Day dreaming again?” Trunks teased, he knew Goten all too well.
Goten just kept laughing, trying to hide the fact he was nervous. A month has been too long. He sneaked a quick look at Trunks, he hasn’t changed one bit. Trunks kept his short haircut, wearing some plain black jeans and a white shirt and black jacket that was undone. That’s what Goten liked about Trunks. Even if he was in the public eye, he never wore anything too shaggy, always somewhat smart-casual. It sure was a nice change from all the years of board shorts and t-shirts.
“Come on, I got a great place we can go to,” Trunks started leading the way.

They were seated at a bar. It was pretty quiet as it was far too early for the night life to appear. There were a few couples and few groups hanging about, chatting, and having a few sips.
“Can I have a few beers for my friend and I?” Trunks asked the waitress, giving her a handful of cash.
“Oh... uh... wow sure!” The waitress stumbled, walking away with a load of cash in hand. Many people were not use to the load of cash Trunks was willing to dish out.
Goten eyed her, obviously she wasn’t use to that much money on hand. He smirked; -hopefully that girl doesn’t get any ideas. That’s all what Trunks needs... more girls.-
“I think that girl is mesmerized by that cash you gave her.” Goten teased. Trunks shrugged, he couldn’t care less.
“Thanks for coming; I’m amazed Chi-Chi let you out,”
“Yeah... about that... Told her I had a date, she actually fell for it! Haha!” The dark haired boy laughed. He was acting goofy, he knew that, but he couldn’t help it. It’s been so long since he’s seen Trunks, or at least he felt long. Exams were more important though. Trunks’ smile faded.
“So this isn’t a date?” he teased.
“Oh... wait... what!?” Goten stumbled, standing up, knocking his chair over.
“Dude, calm down haha,” Trunks laughed. Goten’s shocked face turned sour. -Gee thanks Trunks-.
Goten picked up the chair, straitening his buttoned shirt.

“So what did you want to talk about?” Goten asked, sitting back down, unaware of the strangers looking at him.
“Just needed an excuse to get out of the house, especially from Vegeta’s constant nagging about how weak I’m getting,”
“Sounds about right,” Goten nodded.
A few beers were placed onto their table as Trunks thanked the waitress.
“There’s no way we can drink all of these, I highly doubt my mum will be happy if I get home all drunk,” Goten complained.
“Who said you were going back home?” Trunks questioned, grinning while grabbing one glass.
“Dude, I got exams, I can’t simply get drunk. I need avoid hangovers; I seriously need to do some study.”
“Oh that’s right... you still have to do your exams,” Trunks pondered. He had forgotten Goten’s building block had their exams a few days later.
“Just at least have a few drinks... come on!”
“Hm... uh... well alright, but if Chi-Chi nags at me, I’m holding you responsible!”

The boys had a few drinks, talking about old memories they share. Not long the bar started filling with people, mostly older teenagers, wanting to escape the world and get wasted. By then it was already 9 o’clock, and the boys were already full with another whole load of beer to go.

“I d-don’t think we’re going to finish these.” Goten laughed. It’s been a while since he’s drank something that contained alcohol, noting the last time was actually on his birthday, and even back then it was a small amount. He didn’t really like to drink around his mother, she always complained about how it could ruin his brain.

“Just look at you Goten! You’re so tipsy already. Weak man, weak!” Trunks laughed at his inexperienced friend. Although, he did have to admit, Saiyans could take more than humans could, and already Goten had a sum of 6 drinks and only now beginning to act tipsy. One thing he could note about Goten when he is tipsy or even worse, drunk is that he gets quite giggly. Goten has always been a very happy person, much like his dad Goku, but over the years he’s mellowed down, even though he has kept his sweet nature, but only when drunk does it really fully come back to that extent. Trunks on the other hand hasn’t be as cheerful, possibly more of the quiet, teasing type, but he too, gets quite excited and fidgety when drunk. Being drunks is something he never allows his parents or friends other than Goten, to see. He got Vegeta’s pride after all, and he wasn’t exactly to sure how his dad would take it.

“Just stop being so hard-assed and let loose Trunks, just have some fun!” Goten cheered on, he knew Trunks would not let on a sign that he was at least a tiny bit tipsy. Music started playing louder; people got up and started dancing. This was probably the best timing to go.
“Hey, I think maybe it’s uhh uhhh,” Trunks was stopped by Goten’s hand covering Trunks’ mouth.
“Not yet, I don’t want all those drinks to go to waste,” Goten replied. He removed his hand and guided all the glasses of beer left towards Trunks. Trunks gulped, but as fast as he could, drank up all the beer that was left, not leaving one trace of water spec left. Goten laughed, it reminded him of Goku and Vegeta’s pig outs, especially when they would have an all out battle to see who could eat the most. Trunks gulped the last beer down and stood up, slamming the glass gently down without breaking it, or at least, he thought he did.
“Last one! That’s 17 glasses of beer! Leeeeeeets go!” Trunks fisted the air. Goten laughed at his friends accomplishment, being too tipsy to think about what that amount of beer could do to a simple human, luckily Goten and Trunks were demi Saiyans.

“So where hehe to Tanks hahaha!?” Goten questioned, barely able to speak with such laughter.
“If... if I was.... wa...waaas a stranger... I would nnnn think you’re on... uhhh,” Trunks stumbled over, once he felt the cold air hit his throat. The oxygen went straight down, activating all the alcohol that he had just consumed a minute ago. Trunks couldn’t help but face palm, knowing exactly what he has just released. He knew straight away he would not be going home tonight.
“Let’s go to... Mount... Paozu!” Goten suggested, grabbing Trunks by the arm.

“Heyy, heeey!” Trunks shouted, struggling to fly straight. Goten laughed, unable to control himself while his friend looked like he was on an invisible roller coaster.
“Thought I’d never say this to you Trunks, but maybe I should give you a lift,” Goten chuckled.
Trunks joined into the laughter, not quite sure why he was laughing.
“After all, friends don’t let friends fly drunk.”

Once they reached the clear fields Goten slowly lowered, hoping not to make Trunks feel sick. Making Trunks vomit is the last thing Goten wanted, especially if Chi-Chi was waiting for him back at the house.
Trunks fell onto the soft grass, still laughing like an idiot.
“And you call me irresponsible, Trunks-kun,” Goten mumbled, lying down next to Trunks.
“y-you were the one... too....chiiiibiii,”
“Yeah, yeah I know, I’m sorry, I was only joking you know.”
They laughed at the fact that they just called each other their old pet names. Goten let out a sigh while staring up at the night sky. The stars glowed brightly out here. There were no city lights to lighten the sky; it was just pure nature, sky, stars and a gentle warm wind passing by.
They laid there for a while, slowly Goten started sobering up, but by the sounds of the mutters and laughs, Trunks was still full out. This was already strange for him, as normally Trunks would be the mature one who would rather take care of Goten. Trunks was always the leader, Goten normally just followed.

Goten began to think about what has brought them to this point, starting from that day-dream he had earlier. After the *playful confessions* as they called it, not much went on. Trunks was the one who pushed it on after all. Goten could see something else in his eyes when Trunks looked at him, but Goten could never have brought it to himself to react to it, so he decided to ignore it. Even until today Goten was unsure of what exactly he felt for Trunks. They’ve always been the best of buds, joking, easy going, everyone knew that, but as they went their separate ways in high school, they only continued to see each other when they were free, like when the Z fighters would have their parties. Goten found this period of time an opportunity to try new things, like girls. But he couldn’t understand why when he ever got over first base, there was something telling him to stop and think about Trunks. Did this mean he liked Trunks or not? Only this last year of seeing Trunks in West City everyday did he start realising that Trunks isn’t perfectly *straight* or at least, interested in girls. Not once did he reply to the love-letters or the eyes of swooning girls. He would ignore them and only pay his attention to Goten and his other friends. But then again, that’s how Trunks has always been....
Since that day of that random *playful confession* Goten nor Trunks had spoken about it. They hid it away from the world, and never mentioned it when they were alone. There were no more physical actions, or anything else. It was all forgotten.
Goten let out another sigh.

“Trunks...” Goten mumbled.
“Hmm?”
“I... I’ve missed you,”
“W-what... do...nnnou mean?” Trunks tried to comprehend what Goten has just said.
“Oh never mind, just, I guess thinking about that random day...and all our fun adventures as kids.” Goten lowered to a whisper.
Trunks sat up, looking at Goten in the dark night. Only thing that lit them up was the moon.
Trunks licked his lips, moving slightly towards Goten.
Goten shuffled along the grass, unsure of what Trunks was going to do.
“Why... are you *hick* backing away?”
“’Cause I don’t want to smell your beer-breathe,”
“How’d... you knnnnow... I was going to...to lean into *hick* you?”
Goten’s heart fastened.
“What do you mean? Then why did you lean my way? Did you think you could vomit or something on top of me jack-ass?”
“W-what’s... your problem man?”

Goten shook his head, laying back down. What was his problem? Well for starters, he was caught off guard. Trunks were about to do one or the other, vomit or fall on top of Goten, both being good reasons to move away. Goten shook his head.
“Are you... pmsing.. or *hick* whaaatever they call it...” Trunks joked.
“Agh! Why you!” Goten got up, pushing Trunks playfully to the ground, pinning him down. Trunks laughed while it took Goten a minute to realise what he was doing. Before he could get off, Trunks pushed Goten around, so he was on top. Trunks smiled with his eyes hazy. Goten could see that Trunks wasn’t fully there. His eyes were lost, Trunks was still not sober enough. Goten tried to shake off Trunks, but he held a hard grip on Goten’s wrists.
“Get off of me dude,”
“Not yet.” Trunks replied as he slowly leaned down, his drunken mind taking over his actions. Goten stared in shock. Trunks lowered, stopping a few inches away from Goten’s face, staring into his eyes. Goten could see Trunks was lustful, his eyes held such a strong gaze for such a drunken mind for a second.. Goten’s breathing quickened, was Trunks really going to go through with it? Was Trunks going to kiss him?

Trunks leaned further for the final time until their lips touched. Goten closed his eyes. It was just like the first time, Trunks’ soft and warm lips against his.
Trunks secretly been longing this, only hoping that Goten would be having these feelings still too. Maybe the alcohol gave him that extra push that he needed. This was something he didn’t think he could do while sober.

Trunks came up for air, but staying close to Goten’s face. Goten wanted more, one kiss wasn’t enough after all. He leaned his face upwards so he could reach Trunks’ lips. Trunks’ reaction was to push Goten back down, kissing him with more power and urgency this time. They slide their mouths open, experimenting with their tongues. Trunks moaned as he felt his friend’s wet and slimy tongue, sending him shocks and heat going down to his pants. Goten tried not to be disgusted by his friend’s beer after-taste, he didn’t want to ruin such a perfect moment, especially since he’s secretly wanted it again for so long. Trunks broke free all too soon, staring back into Goten’s eyes.

“That.... was *hick* so good,” he breathed, ignoring all the kinds of sparks and feelings igniting inside of him and his pants.
Goten just laid there, taking in the fact his best friend just kissed him for the first time in 10 years. He had thought Trunks would’ve forgotten or moved on. Trunks tried to comprehend what just happened, but his brain was still lost and dizzy. Goten sighed, realising it was about time they ought to go home.

“I guess we should go, it’s getting late...”
“Hnn...” Trunks replied.
“Can’t let you fly home drunk on your own... who knows what else you’d do.”
“Whatever,”
“Shall we make up some story and drop you off at Gohan’s?”
“I... I’ve taught you well.” Trunks chuckled. Trunks was always the naughty one in their friendship. He has no fear, nothing to hold him back. If he could remember correctly, he was the one who suggested the Mighty Mask thing. Goten was always there dragging along, knowing it was bad. But over the years, Trunks couldn’t help but beam with pride as Goten quickly became the one who too tried looking for trouble.
“How does.... my date went horribly wrong, so I called you for a couple of drinks, but you got carried away... sound?”
“Hmmm, *hick* yeah...” Trunks replied, getting off Goten. Goten smiled, lean up towards Trunks, giving him one last kiss on the lips, sending sparks off again.
“I hope you remember this by tomorrow.” Goten whispered.

Goten’s feet gently hit the path that was in front of the two Sons’ houses. His house was already dark; both parents must’ve already gone to bed. He looked over to his right to see Gohan’s living room light to be still on. -Thank kami... Would be so bad if they were already in bed too...-
“Goooten, I don’t *hick* feel so-“ Trunks bent over, his stomach churning which resulted him to vomit on the side path.
“Ah fucking hell! Why did you have to do that loser!?” Goten cussed, upset that his friend just vomited outside his mother’s house... on her lawn even!
“Chi-Chi is going to know something is up!”
“I feel so sick... auhhh” Trunks wiped away the drool from his face. Goten groaned, walking past the vomit with an unbalanced Trunks following behind.
“Heheeeee, we should do this more often... ohhh wow... *hick* since when did you have that *hick* lovely a-“
“Can you be quiet!!! What happened to you being the responsible one!?” Goten snapped, he rolled his eyes. Why did he have to be the responsible one for once? He already missed being the happy-go-lucky one of the pair. He knocked on the door of Gohan’s house.

“Hey Goten,”
“Gohan, look who I ran into...” Goten pointed to behind him, smiling innocently.
“Trunks! Wow, how are you? Haven’t seen you in ages bro!”
“uhhh..nnnnnah....” Trunks drooled, falling onto Goten.
“Is... he okay?”
“He drank way too much,”
“Well that’s a first,” Gohan chuckled, scratching his chin. Goten had to remind himself that Trunks has never gotten drunk around any of the Z fighters and their friends.
“Who is it Gohan?” Videl called from the sofa.
Gohan helped Goten carry Trunks into the house as by the looks of Trunks, he surely could not walk.
“Oh no... What’s wrong with Trunks!?” Videl jumped up, rushing over to the boys.
“He’s way over his head. Drank too much,” Goten explained.
“Why didn’t you just fly him to Capsule Corp?” Videl asked, curiously.
“And let Vegeta see him like this!?” Goten exclaimed! No way was Vegeta ever going to know. He’d skin Trunks alive.
“Can’t say I don’t blame you, here let me guys, I’ll lead him to the guest room,” Videl grabbed Trunks, leading him up the stairs, or at least trying to.

“So... how did you run into him? West City is miles away from Satan City,” Gohan asked, knowing something was up. Goten sighed, of course Gohan would be questioning him. In some ways Gohan was just like Chi-Chi.
“Date didn’t go so well... So I called Trunks... but he obviously drank too much,”
“I see...”
Goten breathed slowed. He begged Kamisama that Gohan doesn’t question his motives...
“J-just... can I ask for a favour?”
“Sure, what’s up bro?”
“Just don’t tell mum or dad about this...”
“Haha, oh don’t worry, I got you covered.” Gohan laughed, understanding. He himself would’ve hated if his dear mother figured out all those times he said he was studying out in the mountains to find out he was just visiting Videl... His mother’s heart would not handle her goody-two shoes boy being such a rebel. But that’s one thing he realises both Goten and him have in common. Being bounded at home because of their mother gives them more reason to get away and try new things, even if it means wondering in dangerous waters.

“Alright, he’s all tucked in bed, poor guy; I’ve never seen him like that.”
“Well, that’s what alcohol does to you,” Gohan replied.
“Just how much did he drink?” Videl questioned. Goten shuffled his feet. -To tell them the truth or to... Oh forget it, they won’t get mad!-
“I’m not too sure; I lost count after 17,”
“Lost count after.... you sure he isn’t poisoned!?”
“Naaah don’t worry Videl! Us Saiyans can take way more than the average human.”
“Well then, that’s something to look forward to for Pan...” Videl giggled.
“What do you mean!? She’s still got years to go before she will even know what alcohol is...”
Goten thought this was possibly the best time to shuffle himself out of the house before Gohan starts one of his long- pain enduring lectures about his daughter Pan and how she’ll grow up.
“Yeah... uhhh, thanks guys, I’ll stop by tomorrow morning before heading off to West City.”
“Got an exam tomorrow?”
“Sure do.”
“And mum allowed you to go out tonight!? Geez little bro, you have it easier than me.” Gohan laughed.
“Yeah... I know. Anyway, thanks a lot, see you tomorrow.” Goten waved goodbye as he left the house.

“Hey... Gohan... I have a question for you,” Videl spoke once they were sitting on the couch again.
“Sure, what’s up?”
“Have you ever... wandered if Trunks is fully straight or not?” Her heart beating faster, she was walking on a thin line; she didn’t want Gohan to think she was asking a stupid question.
“What do you mean? Like bisexual or something?” Gohan scratched his head.
“Yes,”
“Well, to be honest, I’ve never thought about it...Why?”
“Oh it’s just....” Videl bit her lip,
“When I was leading Trunks to the guest room, he kept moaning Goten’s name... and once he was on the bed, he kept asking where he was,”
“Haha! Videl, you got to be kidding me! He’s just worried about Goten. They’re best buds after all,” Gohan laughed.

-There’s no way.... Although...- Gohan sat there thinking.
-They have always been close... but that is out of the question, especially since they didn’t see each other too often in high school. But... what if they’re hiding it? But I’ve never seen them look at each other in that way before. Goten wouldn’t be gay, he’s so into those girls... but then again, Trunks receives a lot of love letters, he’s always such a player... or at least that what Bulma says. Naah, can’t be. –

“Maybe its best if we don’t linger on it,” Gohan finished.
“But what if Trunks was bi?”
“Then we’d be there for him, because I highly doubt Vegeta will give him any time of the day.”
“Hmm... I think you’re right. Maybe we should just leave it be.” Videl agreed. Though deep down she knew something was up. She’s known these two boys for such a long time and knowing them, there was always a catch.