Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ First Night and Week ( Chapter 14 )

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

Disclaimer: Belongs to Akira Toriyama! I just have a strange love for Trunks and Goten... Oh can't forget Gohan too :/

This is a small little chapter for you all!

~-Z-~

Goten smiled as he packed away his last pieces of clothing in his new 'apartment' room. He tried to make his large room homey. The room alone was double the size of his back home. He was even lucky enough to get a walk-in closet, computer, TV and a few other gadgets like desks and consoles. Bulma really did outdo herself.

"Alright, game time!" Trunks popped his head into Goten's room.

Rest of the evening went quite fast. They went through a few car and sports games, changing quite often as the games got boring. Goten sighed and stopped playing for a bit.

"Let's play something else..." he suggested.

"What else is there? We still have a huge line-up of games!"

"Well we still have a long time to play them... so we might as well do something else," Goten excused.

"Alright, alright," Trunks sighed, turning off the console and TV. He stood up in order to get some drinks and some junk food like potato crisps.

"Okay, how about we play charades or something," Goten suggested.

Trunks nearly spat his drink out at Goten made a suggestion.

"Aren't we a bit too old for that?"

"What! No, 20 and 19 is not too old for charades! Adults play it all the time!" Goten blushed.

"Okay, I'll allow it since I chose console games... But you have to go first okay?"

"Yay! Okay!" Goten hopped to his feet, taking a sip of beer.

"Wait, can we bend the rules and do people too?"

"Uh... Sure why not," Trunks nodded.

Goten motioned his hands down his body as to tell Trunks it was a person.

"Person..." he chuckled.

Goten held up 2 fingers.

"Well of course its 2 words..."

"First word," Trunks automatically replied.

Goten decided to try and draw a crown. He started to chuckle as it looked odd.

"Uh... Grass? Wait no... hmm..."

Goten rather did it this time on top of his head.

"Hat?"

Goten shook his head.

"Uh... Partyhat?"

Goten laughed. -Where on earth had party hat come from? - Goten just shook his head and showed 2 fingers.

"Second word..."

He knew what he was going to do next was going to be a dead giveaway. He motioned his fingers on top of his head as flames.

"Vegeta?" Trunks took a wild guess. If anything, Goten seemed to be doing some crazy motions that rather looked like hair that belonged Goku or something.

Goten nodded his head, smiling.

"...Crown Vegeta?" Trunks laughed. "Why crown! He's a prince not a flippin' crown!"

"Oh ya! You try to show what a prince is!" Goten joined in the laughter.

"Can I just skip my turn and do some impersonations?" Trunks wiggled his eyebrows.

"You're no fun," his dark haired friend pouted.

"But impersonations are way better!"

Goten just shrugged his shoulders as he finished his beer.

"Like this for instance!" Trunks placed down his drink, standing up quickly, clearing his throat.

"I am the world's greatest! I am the World Champ-" Trunks added some far off sound effects.

"Oh Kami what was that noise! Don't hurt me please! I swear I'll do anything!" He quickly squatted, hiding behind the coffee table that separated the couch and consoles.

"How about this one!" Goten spoke between his laughter's. He folded his arms and tried to put on his best serious face.

"Never train children while their mothers are around!"

"Would you like a taste of my wolf-fang-fist?"

"Fight you? No, I wanna kill you!"

"Oh I'm sorry, I don't speak pain,"

"Needles! No! I'd rather fight Majin Buu again instead!"

"Do you think Buu is seeeexay"

"The awkward moment when your brother was a superhero!"

"The awkward moment when Krillin names his daughter after his ex,"

"The awkward moment when you're Mr. Popo,"

The night went on as the boys re-told some funny quotes that were spoken by their friends and families. Little did they know that downstairs Vegeta was lying on his bed, trying to get to sleep after a hard day of training. He growled as he heard laughter enter from the balcony.

"Agh! Don't those boys know that some people are trying to sleep?"

"Just leave them Vegeta," Bulma yawned, still typing away on her laptop while sitting next to Vegeta.

"Oh Kami, that was hilarious!" Trunks laughed, sitting back on the couch as he spread his arms over the headrest.

Goten joined him as his laughter died down.

"That was actually quite fun," Goten agreed, resting his head against Trunks' extended arm.

"So do I get a welcome present?" Goten asked with a sly smile. Trunks laughed when we heard Goten's request.

"Depends,"

"On what?"

"On the type of present you're seeking," Trunks shrugged his shoulders. Without replying, Goten leaned to the side to get closer to Trunks.

"I think you know exactly what I'm asking for," he whispered.

Trunks smiled, closing the gap between them.

Sparks flew through their bodies as they shared a long kiss. Goten smiled against his older friend's lips as a chuckle escaped. Trunks growled slightly as he pushed Goten down onto his back. The kiss intensified as they lay on the couch. Goten sent out a small moan as he felt Trunks' body rub against his own. With all the control he had left he pushed Trunks to the side, only to feel himself being dragged along with Trunks as they fell to the ground with a huge thud.

They laughed loudly as they broke the kiss.

"What the hell man!"

"Sorry! I got carried away!" Goten excused, blushing as laughter escaped his lips.

Trunks immediately felt Vegeta's ki head up towards their balcony door.

"Oh shit, it's Vegeta!" He hissed, quickly jumping off Goten; to sit on the couch as if Goten was the only one who fell onto the floor.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Vegeta growled, crossing his arms as he stepped through the doors.

"N-Nothing?" Goten questioned, looking innocently as possible at the very angry Vegeta.

"Can you two be any louder!" He shouted.

"Sorry dad," Trunks apologised.

"There are some people who are trying to sleep! And if you knew what was good for you, you would do the same!"

"B-" Trunks was about to speak.

"I demand you two to train with me tomorrow, in the gravity room, 6o'clock! No excuses! I've had enough of you two being soft. This isn't a luxury hotel Brat!" Vegeta pointed to Goten.

"Well uh..." Goten tensed, slightly shuffling away. Vegeta always knew how to scare the living daylights out of him.

"Dad no way! Goten's got to work on Monday for mum, he needs to-"

"He needs to train damn it! Now you two better get some sleep because there is no way I'll be holding back tomorrow! Now for Kami's sake, shut the hell up!" He shouted once more, flying out the door, back down to his room.

"Sorry, he can be a bit of a jerk at times," Trunks whispered as he closed the balcony doors.

"Nah, it's okay. Maybe an intense spar could do us some good," Goten smiled.

"What a downer to our awesome night,"

"Nah, he's right, it is getting pretty late," Goten yawned. Trunks cleaned up the living area as he realised what a mess they've made.

"I got to get use to sleeping early again," Goten broke the silence.

"Nah, don't worry. Bulma won't be too hard on you." Trunks disagreed.

Knowing his mother, she would take it easy on Goten. Although she didn't run this idea with him before asking Goten, he somewhat felt okay with it. He would've preferred if he had his say in this but of course, it was still his mother's company... Well at least for now.

"Well goodnight," Goten broke his friend's trail of thought.

"Yeah, see you; don't forget to get up earlier, Vegeta starts on the dot,"

"Okay, just wake me up if I'm going to be late." Goten waved as he closed his door.

Trunks sighed, placing a few dishes in the dishwasher. –First time with Goten and things seems to be running smoothly. Even though I'd prefer a bit more action, it's doing fine for now.-

-~Z-~

"So, for this week I'm giving you a few easy deliveries. Hopfully by next week I'll give you a few where you can stay the night or so. I first want you to get the hang of this before I send you out to some really odd customers we seem to have." Bulma explained on the Monday.

Goten nodded, eyeing his new watch. Bulma was nice enough to give him a watch similar to Gohan's. With a press of the button, he would wear a very nice looking suit. With another he'd wear a new model of gi uniform and of course, his normal clothes when both buttons were off. She also installed a satellite so he knew where to go. It was a live update which would help Bulma track down how many deliveries he's done that day and if any new ones pop up.

"So here's the bag. Be sure to read all the capsule boxes properly when handing it out to the customers! And also make sure they sign it. I've asked them to send me a message once they receive it, as usual."

Goten placed on the backpack that felt pretty light for him. Any other person would've begged to differ.

"Just have fun okay Goten?"

"Yeah! I will! It'll give me some training too by flying around!" He beamed.

"So what does these capsules contain?" Goten's curiosity was killing him.

"Orders like you know, jets, cars, everything we make here at capsule corp. I've been doing a few clothing designs as well, so there will be a few female customers too. I'll let you do most of the small customers and companies for now, but starting next week you'll be doing the big guns. I think you'll get a kick out of them." She winked.

Goten wasn't exactly sure what she meant, but he just nodded.

"Haha, don't make him nervous mum," Trunks patted Goten on the back of his head.

"Well, I better head off! There are some people who are awaiting packages!" Goten beamed, heading outside.

"Goten wait!"

He stopped in his tracks to look at Bulma.

"When you land, be sure to do it in an ally or something! I want you to avoid attraction, please."

Goten just laughed. "Sure! Don't worry! I've learnt all my moves from Gohan!" He shouted, posing like his brother use to when he was his alter-ego Saiyaman.

Laughter was the last thing Goten heard as he flew off into the sky. He flexed his muscles as he flew off. After the training he received the days before his muscles seemed stiff. Vegeta sure knew how to pound him while Trunks mostly sat to the side, doing pushes ups or sit ups. Goten had felt a bit annoyed that Vegeta was giving him the beating of his life while Trunks was just fluffing about. –Oh well, just my luck- he had thought.

He gazed at his watch. The first delivery was in a small town just outside of West City. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket as he looked over the towns and cities he would have to travel to today. The furthest seemed to be Satan City. –Not too bad. I should be done pretty early!-

-Z-

By the end of the week Goten had flopped down onto his bed. Sleep had never sounded as good as it had at that moment. He was so eager to have a meal and get to bed. To say he's been busy would be an understatement. The whole week he had been delivering what was needed, which wasn't too bad, except for the fact that flying around the world was tiring him out. Not only did he come home to his friend who was busy typing away on his laptop, sorting through Capsule Corp things... But he also came home to a very hard-arsed Vegeta who would *quite literally* drag his ass to the gravity room for some training.

Training sessions always worked under 300 to 400 times gravity. He would have to do 9000 push ups for a warm up alone. Trunks had tried talking to Vegeta to get Goten out of it, but sadly Vegeta just scoffed and replied "as long as he lives under Capsule Corp. he will be doing the exact training as you do every day." Trunks just sighed and told Goten that he tried his best. Goten honestly didn't mind at first, but as the week went on, the tedious 4 hour training sessions became an old route which bothered him to no end.

"Finally you're home! What do you say about going out clubbing tonight?" Trunks asked eagerly as he entered Goten's room.

Goten sighed, forcing with whatever strength he had left to look up at Trunks.

"Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?"

"Really? I thought you were just sitting down for a breather before you go for a shower. Vegeta really gave it to you tonight didn't he?" Trunks scrunched up his nose as he saw the sweat and blood drying all over Goten and his clothes.

"What else is new? I just want to sleep, I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure. Tomorrow would be good," Trunks smile faded. " But you really should take a shower. You look terrible,"

"I feel fucking terrible," Goten chuckled.

"Why don't you have a shower while I whip up some instant dinner for us? I promise to leave you alone after that,"

"That would be good, thanks."