Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ Filler ( Chapter 10 )

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

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This is a short chapter... But it sort of sets what’s to come :)


~-Z-~

To say the dinner was awkward would’ve been an understatement. From the very first step Goten stepped into Gohan’s house, everything was just plainly awkward.

Gohan had informed Goten that their parents were out shopping for the day and would be joining them only after dinner or so. Other than that, the evening was dead quiet. They ate quietly on the dinner table while Pan and Videl spoke about the night that has just been and about the coming holiday break Pan was going to have.

“Can I go play video games now?” Pan asked, being bored of sitting at the dinner table with all-too-serious adults.

“Sure honey, but remember, bedtime soon, you got your last week of school starting tomorrow!” Videl encouraged.

As Pan raced off, Videl stood up and started collecting the empty plates to do the dishes.
Goten blushed furiously, not exactly too sure what to do. He still had a slight headache going on while he desperately needed some time to be alone.

“Right little bro, I think maybe the best thing we can do is just to forget about what happened earlier,” Gohan started. This made both of them blush. Goten could tell Gohan was just as awkward with this whole situation. Videl broke the silence by her laughter.

“Seriously Goten, it’s no big deal. We’ve all been there,” she added.

“Yeah but... I was just hoping not to get caught... you know?”

“What made you decide to do it anyway?” Videl asked, intrigued.

Goten sat there trying to think up some sort of explanation. He couldn’t tell them about Trunks. He sighed; annoyed that he was placing yet another lie on his shoulders.

“I don’t know, I guess I just wanted to see how it looks like,” he blushed furiously.
Videl had to hold herself together. If she let go of her control for one second, she would be a laughing mess.

“Be serious Videl, this isn’t funny!” Gohan begged.

“Oh right! Sure! Goten, how would you like to know a funny story about Gohan?” Videl teased.

“No! No, no, no!!!” Gohan stood up, pushing his chair back.

“If it’s about awkward puberty, alcohol or anything on those lines, I’m up for it!” Goten laughed.

“Don’t you dare Videl!” Gohan begged. There was no way she would share his embarrassing stories to his little brother.

“Oh alright! Sorry Goten,” she winked. She’ll just have to break Goten the news some other time when Gohan wasn’t around.


“So, we’re just going to let this go? Without telling mum and dad, right?” Goten asked.

“Yeah, I’ll spare you the embarrassment,”

“Thanks Gohan,” Goten beamed.

“And don’t worry, Mum didn’t see much of last night, although dad. Ha-ha, that’s another story.” Gohan began.

“I don’t see why you and Trunks are so ashamed of drinking in front of everyone,” Videl interrupted.

“Well I’m not; you guys should know that by now, it’s just Trunks,”

“I don’t see why. That Prince of Snobs can drink a few bottle of wines in one sitting like no tomorrow,” Videl snorted.

“Say-what!?” Goten’s eyes bulged.

“You don’t remember? Vegeta’s not much of a beer or lolly-water drinker, but when it comes to wine. That man’s got tolerance like no tomorrow. I guess you and Trunks just never noticed, or actually took note at the Z-gang meet ups,” Videl explained.

“Yeah, wow. Vegeta... Out of all the people!”

“Why else didn’t he jump at Trunks when he saw what a state Trunks was in? I swear I could’ve heard him gag when Trunks threw his shirt off and Yamcha wolf whistled. That was hilarious!” Videl laughed.

“Don’t worry Goten, I didn’t know either. I never really took note of it either,” Gohan added.

~

Not long Goku and Chi-Chi came through the door, handing capsules to Videl with her new groceries.
After some small talk they retired to their own house. They were tired from the night before entertainment and from the early wake up. But Goku didn’t leave at first, he allowed Chi-Chi to go by herself. He needed to discuss something with Gohan. Goten was so eager to listen to the conversation, but was absolutely appalled when they headed upstairs to Gohan’s office.
–I wonder what they’re hiding- Goten thought. He just shrugged his shoulders, giving Videl a hug before leaving the house.

As Goten walked towards his house, he couldn’t help but notice a slight itch down in his pants. There was the odd time when he’d move while sitting and it would slightly sting. He thought maybe it was just because he wasn’t use to having the area so... naked.

As Goten reached his room and changed into comfortable boxers and a t-shirt, he couldn’t help but look over to the mirror on the back of his door. He eyed his crotch. –Dang it looks good- he thought. Although he couldn’t help but note that it looked slightly redder than usual. Again, he just thought because it was his first time doing such a thing, it was just sensitive.

He turned off the light, retreating to bed for a long awaited sleep. As he got comfortable he eyed his alarm clock, only to jump when he saw that it wasn’t even 9 o’clock yet. –Man, I’ve barely even been awake today. - He just shrugged it off.
Tomorrow would be a promising day of sun and relaxing. He will go out to the fields and spar with Goku and come home to help his mother cook. After all, he needed to learn a few new tricks before moving in with Trunks.


~-Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp.-~
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Trunks was laying on his bed, sipping on his water bottle while watching some late night TV-show. He couldn’t help but think back to the night before with Goten.
-I’ve never felt that good before with anyone else. Goten is really something special. Well duh, he is my best friend. Although, why did he have to seem so awkward this afternoon? – He chuckled.

As soon as Goten left, Trunks headed down towards the kitchen for some painkillers. Though, he was shocked to see his whole family sitting at the table, ready to eat dinner. Not only was he amazed they slept that long, but he was also amazed at the fact that neither of his parents seemed to care. He was sure Vegeta was going to pound him for fucking up his sleeping pattern.

“Greetings Trunks Briefs. Bulma Briefs has sent a message through intercom.”
Trunks’ thoughts came to a stop as he heard the message declaration coming from a small intercom on the wall by his door. It was just a simple, but yet handy, thing Bulma has installed in every room of Capsule Corp. It made talking to people in other rooms a lot easier, as you no longer had to shout across the hall. Trunks shivered. He’s had his fair share of sitting through one of his mother’s heated fights with his father across the hallway.

Trunks stood up to press a button that played out the message.
“Trunks, could you go to your father? Tell him that his late-night feast is ready!” a very angry Bulma shouted. Trunks knew they possibly had some argument. Maybe because Vegeta just didn’t want to turn off the gravity to allow her to walk in and tell him. No wait, it must’ve been because of the food ordeal that made her angry. Vegeta never requested a feast this late at night, well not normally. No wonder his mother seemed pissed.


Trunks heaved a sigh as he walked down the hall towards the gravity room. Of course it was buzzing with life. He checked the meter outside the door. It read 300. –Not bad, but why so low?-
Trunks quickly clicked the button, which allowed him quick access.

“What do you want boy!?” Vegeta asked, throwing a few punches into the air. He was wearing his usual spandex pants. They looked wet. Vegeta looked like he was sweating quite a bit.

“You’d think you would be use to 300 times gravity by now,” Trunks retorted. Vegeta groaned, not having a reply for that one.

“Why are you here!?” he quickly changed positions, floating in the air this time, upside down.

“Mum said that your food is ready,”

“Silly woman, why didn’t she just come here herself?”

“Well heck, I don’t know,” Trunks shrugged his shoulders, ready to leave. There was no point in staying; he didn’t feel like handling this gravity for long. His headache still lingered and it was too late at night for training.

“I didn’t say you could leave!” Vegeta shouted. Trunks stopped in his tracks to look back at his father who was now heading towards the centre to turn off the gravity.
Trunks crossed his arms, trying to mirror his father’s pose.

“What is now father?”

“I have noticed that you’re starting to fall back on your training again,”
Trunks kept quiet, he knew it was best to let his father have his say.

“It’s unacceptable!” Vegeta turned towards Trunks, pointing a finger at him.

“And since you’re on a so-called ‘vacation’ I want you to be training harder! Your mother will do fine owning this company for the next 5 to 10 years. There is no need for you to leave training behind!”
Trunks nodded.

“Even during times of peace a warrior must train! Not only to keep up their physique but also to surpass the limits they had during the earlier battles and of course to work on their weaknesses!”

-Oh here we go again, the whole ‘you’re getting too soft, you need to train’ speech. Just shut up will you.-

Vegeta crossed his arms with a smirk on his face.
“And when Kakarot’s brat moves in, he’ll be doing the same intense training as you! I have already ruled out a training program for the both of you.”

“What?” Trunks asked.

“Hng?” Vegeta retorted.

“What did you call Goten?”

Vegeta laughed. Not an arrogant ‘I’m better than you’ laugh, but a full genuine laugh.
“His name is Goten, not Kakarot’s brat!” Trunks replied, making sure his voice didn’t rise. Heck, he didn’t want to get his father mad. He was in no mood for an intense spar.
“Whatever you say boy, whatever you say.” Vegeta smirked, walking past Trunks and out of the gravity room.

Trunks stared back towards the door. -That was strange-
Normally if Trunks spoke back to his father he’d get the biggest beating of his life, but right now, Vegeta just allowed it to pass. He shook his head; maybe his father wasn’t all that bad.

Vegeta carried his smirk all the way to the kitchen.
–Silly boy. He’s growing weaker and now he’s showing signs of his fusion partner to be the head of his weakness! - He stopped in his tracks, looking back down the hallway.
–Could it be that...?-