Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ Confessions ( Chapter 5 )

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

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---Later that day-----


“Long time no see Goten!” Bulma exclaimed as she leaned in to hug Goten. Goten smelled the fresh perfume off Bulma. She’s always used this exact perfume... somewhat flowery but somewhat tropical. He missed the smell of Bulma, it brought back so many memories, as if Bulma was his second mother.
“You too Mrs. Briefs,” Goten returned the hug.
“How have you been? Sorry I didn’t get the chance to say hi this morning; you know how busy Capsule Corp. keeps me,”
“Oh shucks, its fine! I been great, same as everyone else,”
“That’s great, also, thanks for reminding me! Hold on just one minute,” She requested and she quickly walked out of the kitchen. Trunks was sneakily lifting up the lids of the pots on the oven plates, picking out a few bites of food.
“Tomorrow, could you please hand these invitations to your mother and Gohan?” She handed Goten two white invitations addressed to the Sons. He nodded in reply.
“Just another BBQ of course, we all haven’t seen each other in such a long time!”
“Mum, it’s only been half a year,”
“Half a year has been long enough,”
“Well, I think it’ll be great if we all could come together again! Would be neat to catch up with everyone,” Goten defended Bulma. Trunks rolled his eyes as he sat down.
“Trunks honey, could you call your father and Bulla for dinner?”
“Aw what! But mum, I just sat do-“
“That’s an order mister!” Bulma screeched holding up her spoon. Goten couldn’t help but laugh.

Woman. They were all alike... well at least, all the Z fighter’s wives were. He even remembered Android 18 being somewhat like this to Krillin. It must be a running gag, or something they enjoy, only to feel stronger than their husbands and sons. Goten didn’t mind, except when it came to Chi-Chi that is. Everyone else just seemed outright funny to him, he could never take them seriously.
“Ohh, it smells great mamma!” Bulla jumped onto her seat by the table.
Vegeta just smirked as he sat down, giving one of his famous ‘what is he doing here’ looks.
Goten has over the years gotten used to Vegeta’s attitude, but he still couldn’t help but find him scary. It’s just one thing the proud prince would always be for Goten.
“How do you do Vegeta?” Goten asked, trying not to show his scared-ass side.
“Fine, how’s Kakarot doing?” Vegeta grunted. Of course that’s all what Vegeta still cared about.
“Oh he’s great! Been at home lately, giving Uub and what not a break,”
“What?”
“Oh that’s perfect then! That means he’ll definitely be able to come to the party,” Bulma got excited, taking a fork full of food.
Goten just smiled politely and started scoffing down the food in the normal Son manner. No one questioned; everyone was already use to it. He smiled brightly knowing this is a first out of many to come in the near future.

“So how did the exams go?” Trunks asked as they entered his bedroom.
“Horrible, but... I actually think I got a chance to pass,”
“Well that’s good; at least they’ll be all over with tomorrow,”
“Yeah! So looking forward to it, I just need a good break,”
“Still excited to move here with me?” Trunks teased
“Well of course!”
That’s something Goten hasn’t forgotten, the fact that once summer holidays start, he can start preparing to move into the giant Capsule Corp. house. He knows it won’t be long until Chi-Chi and everyone else follows him, especially with Goku disappearing every-so-often. Chi-Chi can’t handle living alone for much longer.
“So what have you got planned for us tonight?” Goten asked, realising they were standing silently next to Trunks’ bed.
“Well, I thought we could do what we use to in the old days... you know, play video games and watch movies... unless you want to study or something,”
“What no way! Video games and movies it is,”
“Great, okay, well you pick a game and a few movies, while I go get the snacks for later,” Trunks gestured as he walked out of the room.

Trunks fiddled through the cupboards in the kitchen, picking out potato chips and other snack food to take up to his room. He hummed to himself, he felt too happy at this moment. It’s been such a long time since Goten stayed the night. The last time must’ve been when they were still kids. He smiled thinking about the things that could happen tonight... though a tinge of worry, but at the same time butterflies appeared, thinking what if Goten doesn’t want to sleep in the same bed as like always?
“That brat of Kakarot’s sure has changed,” Vegeta huffed, leaning against the door frame.
Trunks jumped as he saw Vegeta. He surely did not expect his father to be there, normally he could sense the ki or at least smell Vegeta’s scent, but he was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t even take notice.
“Yeah... well, you know that they say, they change when they age,”
“Well he certainly doesn’t have that stupid naive attitude anymore,”
“Yeah, he’s changed a lot into what Gohan is like,” Trunks nodded, picking up all the food and a bottle of soft drinks.
“Wonder if he still fights like Kakarot,” Vegeta carried on, not allowing Trunks to pass.
“If you wanted to fight him, why didn’t you just say so in the first place?”
“Boy, watch your mouth!”
“Sure sure dad, I’ll tell him,” Trunks rolled his eyes, heading up the stairs.
Vegeta stared up after Trunks, heavily sighing.
“They’re both idiots if you ask me,” he muttered.

“Ahh man! I hate this game! Can’t we just watch a movie now?!” Trunks growled, sick of being beaten by his best friend that was all too good at video games. His competitive streak started to come out, but he really just wasn’t in the mood to unleash it to his best friend.
“You’re just a sore loser, that’s all Trunks!”
“You jackass!” Trunks pushed Goten over playfully.
“Alright! We’ll watch a movie.”

Goten stretched on Trunks’ bed as Trunks inserted a comedy action into the device and television.
Trunks laid down behind Goten, leaving just a few inches between them. It took Trunks a lot of self-control to do this, as he by now couldn’t stand how much he wanted his best friend. The scent of Goten near him was over-powering. That same vanilla pine but masculine smell filled his nose, sending shocks all over him. He hasn’t been this close to Goten while sober in a long time. He quickly shook his head, trying to ignore the dirty thoughts that came about in his head. He tried his best to concentrate on the movie.

Goten was struggling too. He wanted to desperately move backwards into Trunks, gently pushing his ass into Trunks’ lap, spooning as humans called it. Goten couldn’t concentrate on the movie either. He kept on thinking about all the things he could do to Trunks. Goten blushed furiously. He knew it wasn’t the right time to talk to Trunks about it. He had for so long already pictured a day, during the summer holidays, that he would confess to his best friend. Goten got carried away once more until he released the bulge that appeared in his pants.
“I-I’m going to take a quick shower!” Goten stood up quickly, trying to hide the fact that he just gotten a boner from his silly thoughts of Trunks. Trunks’ eyes were fast enough to catch a glimpse of this bulge as Goten headed to the bathroom.
“Okaaay...” Trunks confirmed. He sighed, wondering what that was about.
-Why did Goten have a bulge in his pants? Was it a boner? Or were those jeans just too tight for him? What am I thinking, why would Goten have a boner while laying on my bed, watching a movie? Was he thinking of something? Was he thinking of me?-
Thoughts kept running through his head, but as he tried to motivate himself, he couldn’t help but feel shy. He shook his head. Since when does the son of Prince Vegeta and soon-to-be heir of Capsule Corp back down? This was not the time to be shy or nervous; he just never was that type of guy, not around any girls or press. But it was so different with Goten. -I need to tell him... I need to ask him, tonight, even if he has so much on his mind for tomorrow.-

Goten entered the room, his hair still wet from the shower. He closed the bathroom door, making sure the steam doesn’t come into an already hot bedroom.
“Sorry about that, I just remembered I needed a shower,” Goten tried to lie.
Trunks smirked, -sure whatever dude... Was pretty obvious you had a boner.-
“Yeah don’t worry, its fine,”
Goten bit his lip, he gave himself a pep talk while in the shower, forcing himself to ask Trunks about the night before. He gathered up all his will power-
“Trunks...” He started, blushing already.
“Yeah? What’s up chibi?”
Goten blushed even more, walking towards the bed, sitting down. His heart was beating fast. He hasn’t felt such adrenaline in such a long time, since when he was a kid even.
“About last night...” He carried on
“What about it?”
“D-Do you remember what happened?”

Trunks gave a lustful smile. He knew where this was leading, but he was just going to play along? Or was this the opportunity he’s been waiting for? Is it a good time to finally tell a not-so-naive Goten what he’s truly felt? Surely with Goten being curious, he was some-what interested in Trunks?
“Sort of, I think,”
“Oh,”
“Why Chibi?”
“Oh, it’s just, last night, after the whole bar thing, we went out to the fields where we use to spar. I was just curious if you could remember, that’s all,” Goten blushed, looking down onto the bed’s covers. Embarrassing, but his curiosity was killing him. He needed to know if Trunks remember the kiss. He wanted another really bad.

“What if I told you that I can remember everything?” Trunks whispered, leaning into Goten. Their hearts fastened. This time Trunks blushed too while trying to keep calm. He hasn’t heald his face this close, when sober that is, with Goten in such a long time, heck even closer than he was before when they were laying on the bed. He could smell the freshly washed skin of Goten. He could smell the shampoo giving off a flower smell, mixing with Goten’s nature vanilla, pine and masculine tinted scent. He breathed in, the scent giving him so many memories and so many naughty thoughts and sensations.
“T-then...” Goten stammered, he wanted to lean into Trunks too. Their faces were so close that he could feel Trunks’ heat bouncing off. He could smell Trunks’ sweet scent too, it filled his nose violently.
“Then what Chibi?” Trunks smiled.

Goten gulped. There was nothing he could say. If he did, then he’d make a fool out of himself for being so nervous. He could feel a heat travelling down to his pants already. Why did Trunks have such a huge effect on him? Goten mustered all the courage he had as he leaned into Trunks, touching lips just barely. Trunks leaned in further, kissing back powerfully.

Oh how long has he waited to feel those soft, gentle lips of Goten’s again. Too long in fact. He cussed mentally, thinking how much better this was when sober.
The pair broke off too soon, as they needed air. Goten blushed furiously, too shy to look into his lavender haired friend’s eyes. Trunks licked his lips. He couldn’t stand the cuteness of Goten anymore and went in for another kiss, this time pushing Goten down gently. Slowly they opened each other’s mouths, playfully playing with each other’s tongues. Trunks could feel his member becoming excited, but he didn’t want to stop kissing Goten. He didn’t want to go further either; he was worried that his friend would think it was wrong. Goten on the other hand, now fully erected wanted more, but he knew he didn’t want to push it, especially without explaining himself.

They broke off for a few seconds before passionately kissing again, this time Trunks climbed onto Goten, only to feel Goten’s hard member brushing against his own. They both stopped instantly, unsure of what to do or to say. Goten just grabbed Trunks’ face, kissing him some more, not wanting to stop this amazing feeling. Trunks moaned as they grind their groins together, making him high on lust.
“C-Chibi...” Trunks moaned into Goten’s soft lips.
“Trunks-kun,” Goten whispered back, leaning away. He needed to gain control. As far as he noted right now, neither of them was making sense. Why move so quickly? Why were they so controlled by lust? What were they doing? This was far enough without having some sort of explanation. Surely Trunks would be smart enough to realise that. Trunks is after all, the smarter one of their friendship, but he couldn’t help moan as he felt Trunks grind his groan into Goten again.

“I think we should stop,” Goten spoke a bit too loudly. Trunks stopped instantly, his mind coming back in control, trying to see what he did wrong. Did he go too far? Did his Saiyan lust take over? Was Goten only after another simple kiss? Obviously his body was telling him the opposite. Trunks frowned, getting off to sit back onto the bed. He felt annoyed at the sudden change.
“I-I just want to sort this out before-“
“Goten,” Trunks interrupted.
“What’s there to talk about? Do you want to have that weird emotional crap and talk about feelings or something?”
“Excuse me? What are you talking ‘bout Trunks?”
“All I’m saying is, why do we have to talk about sappy emotional stuff when we could just... go on like how we are now, without explanation, but rather go with our instincts,”
“Real funny, that’s certainly not what you’ve been like the first two times you were ever open about this, especially that day when you told me that you were gay!” Goten raised his voice.

He was getting annoyed now that Trunks wasn’t giving him a chance. Was this all that Trunks wanted in the end? Was he just looking for a fuck buddy? Did he still admire that other boy that he spoke about that one day?
“Y-you remember!?” Trunks asked, eyes popping out of his skull.
“How could I forget such an important fact about you Trunks? I mean heck, we’re best buds. We don’t forget what we tell each other,”
“I-I thought you have forgotten,”
“This is why I need to talk to you...” Goten trailed.
Trunks nodded, giving a small smile.
“Go ahead, I’m listening.”

Goten sighed. Where would he start? How was he going to tell Trunks everything? He took in a deep breath and decided to start from the beginning.
“I’m sorry if I sound like a total wimp when I’m explaining this stuff, I just don’t know how to do this-“ he paused and took a gulp
“To be honest, I never really took interest in you. You were my best friend Trunks; I trusted you and looked up at you. That day when you asked if I’ve ever kissed anyone... I was so young, I didn’t understand. You knew I was naive, and only recently been able to really understand what life is about. And, I’m really sorry if I hurt you because of it, but you got to understand that I was just too young to ever really know what was going on. I guess the day you told me you were attracted to guys, I didn’t understand either-“ he took a random pause,
“But I’ll admit that I think I did feel something, but thinking back now, I was more jealous at the fact that there was some guy out there that you liked. When we drifted after that, when I decided to go on so many dates, to try different things... I’ll admit that I never went far. I was still naive and every time I went further than a kiss or touch, I felt guilty. I couldn’t figure out why until my final year of high school.”

Trunks moved slightly, sitting upright, shifting his legs. He was intrigued. Goten has never been this serious before.
“My mind wasn’t anymore filled with girls, but rather boys too. I was confused too. I ended up being scared and I didn’t know who to go to for guidance. I didn’t want to bring Gohan into it, and as you understand, Chi-Chi would’ve killed me, no doubt. So when university began, I decided to go to West City instead of the one in Satan City. I was eager to get close to you again, hoping that since we have this thing in common, maybe you could help me.”

Trunks’ heart raced. Goten was gay after all this time.... He shook his head silently.
“I soon realised that all this time I was in love with you. I was attracted to you... my best friend. As cliché as this sounds and as corny as it is... I couldn’t help but feel some relief when I knew what it finally meant. I was happy that it made sense for once. I guess... it was just a matter of time until I would have told you.”
Goten started to chuckle, “I was actually planning to tell you this summer, but last night’s events sort of changed that.”

He gave Trunks a minute to digest everything. Trunks chuckled, looking up, realising that he’s been staring at his crossed legs all this time. He stared into Goten’s dark eyes for the first time.
“You idiot... really,” he laughed.
Goten pulled a face, scratching the back of his head. He wasn’t too sure what Trunks meant.

“Call me strange, but I’ve always felt something for you since we fused during Majin buu. Ever since then, I just seemed to be so different compared to all the other guys my age. The weirdest thing though was... I was only ever attracted to you. No other guy or girl ever really took my interest. Not even Marron, as hard as my mum tried to hook us up. Goten, you don’t need to worry, there was never anyone else, it was always you.” Trunks laughed louder this time, “now that was sappy and corny,”
Goten joined in laughing, blushing franticly.
“I’m relieved to be honest,” Goten sighed, happy that he had this off his chest for the first time. He felt light and airy. His best friend understood and shared the same feelings. Trunks just nodded a reply. He carried on smiling into Goten’s face. His mind hadn’t caught up just yet. He was still swimming in the in-betweens. The shock hasn’t set in.
“I guess... we’ll sort out the formalities later?” Goten broke Trunks’ train of thoughts.
“I think that’s best...” Trunks agreed.
“So.....” Goten chuckled, unsure of what is to come next. It was awkwardly quiet.
Trunks smirked and started to lean into Goten again, planting a kiss onto his lips. Goten kissed him back, only to this time push Trunks down.
“Wow, and I thought I was the tougher one in this friendship,” Trunks teased, breaking the kiss.
“Relationship,” Goten corrected, ramming his lips against Trunks’ again.
They shared a kiss for a while, only to find themselves slowly drifting into sleep. Goten became suddenly tired, a reminder of his final exams that he was going to have the next day. He rolled off Trunks and threw the covers over them both. Not long after sleep overcame them both.