Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ Clubbing ( Chapter 15 )

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

Disclaimer: DBZ and its characters belong to Akira Toriyama!

The song, "I'm Sexy and I Know it," belongs to LMFAO, but in saying that, don't fret, this isn't a song-fic-chapter... It just so happens to be playing during one of the scenes.

This chapter was actually written a little while back... I've just been trying to fit it in somehow... There is a little extra bit at the end of this chapter... Sort of explains as to how and why it occurred!

I just want to put up a warning... Don't read if you find alcohol and clubbing offensive... Although, by now I'm sure the people who are still reading wouldn't really worry since I've involved alcohol quite a bit already. Still, I'm sorry if it offends anyone.

~-Z-~

"So are you ready to go?" Trunks asked as he tapped on the bathroom door.

He was waiting for Goten to finish up so they could head out for a night in town. After a day of training together with his father, Trunks thought they needed it. It was hard for him to pick something to wear, so he ended up with just his usual tie up shirt and some black pants. Nothing fancy, but Goten seemed to tell him otherwise. Trunks had just shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't help being fashionable. He has his mother's genes after all.

"Okay, let's go!" Goten burst through the door. A swift of cologne smacked Trunks in the face as he gasped.

"Kami, you didn't have to spray so much!" He coughed.

"Sorry, I have to somehow hide the smell of hair gel," Goten chuckled as he pointed to his head.

Trunks took a second to check Goten out. Goten had decided the more... eh, he wasn't sure what to call it. Black jeans, some converse sneakers, a white shirt and a black tie up shirt over the top that was quite untied, and you couldn't miss the wind-blown hair cut.

"We all can't be as stylish as you Mr. Briefs." Goten snorted.

-Z-

"Oooh, where are you two heading off it?" Mrs Briefs chirped as she noticed the boys walking by.

"Out, I don't know when we'll be back," Trunks explained.

"Don't go overboard boys; I don't think Vegeta will be happy if you miss his training session tomorrow,"

"Mom, who cares," Bulma snorted. "Just have fun guys! Maybe try to get a lady or two to come home with you?" Bulma nudged.

"Mum, we're going dancing, not blind dating,"

"Still! It's never too late to get a steady girlfriend Trunks. You're not getting any younger," She winked. Trunks blushed, looking towards Goten.

"Hey don't look at me, she's your mo-"

"Dating is for the weak," Vegeta interrupted with a scoff. He headed straight for the fridge for a late night snack.

Trunks groaned. –If I knew they would all be here in the kitchen at this late hour, I would've just skipped out of the balcony.-

"No time, let's go Goten!" Trunks grabbed his friend by the shoulder. If they didn't escape now they would be stuck at home for another hour or two listen to Vegeta rants about how weak they were.

-Z-

"Bulma's really eager for you to get with someone," Goten thought out loud.

"Well so is Chi-Chi?" Trunks questioned. "We're still young."

"Do you think we'll ever be able to come out clean to them about...?" Goten wondered.

"Why don't we talk about this later," Trunks answered as he turned up the volume of the radio while they were being taxied to their local clubs. Even though it was only 9 o'clock, which was considered early for the night life, traffic seemed pretty heavy the closer they got.

"Friday's are always calmer than Saturdays," Trunks bopped his head in tune with the music.

"And Tuesdays are always dead," Goten winked.

"Yeah, no one goes on Tuesdays, let alone Sundays and Mondays," Trunks laughed.

"So do we limit ourselves to drinks tonight or go all out... Since you know, you're paying?"

"Who said I was paying?" Trunks snorted.

"Because you're the only one who brought a credit card..." Goten blushed. Sure... he may be getting a lot of money while working for Bulma but he wasn't so sure if he wanted to spend it all on expensive drinks. West City was known for expensive clubs which is why he usually avoided central West City clubs while he was at college. Only every so often Trunks would offer a night out.

"Okay... Well, no limit. But depending how drunk we are, we should fly to Mount Paozu..."

"Ugh, here we go again with the *what will my dad think*" Goten inserted the bunny ears.

"Oh heck, it's not as bad as you being self-conscious after a very hot foreplay night," Trunks winked. "Touche."

-Z-

Trunks and Goten walked down a busy street full of people. They had been searching for a club that wasn't full. Apparently they left a bit too late to get into any decent club that wasn't overflowing.

"Sure is busy..." Goten spoke over the loud noises of people speaking.

"Yeah, oh hey, check it! That club looks pretty decent!" Trunks pointed.

"Kay, let's go!" Goten beamed, nearly running over to the entrance.

In the end, Trunks and Goten was lucky enough to even get in. Only just a few people behind them were allowed in before they shut off the door. It seemed to be a very hectic night for all young ones wanting to come out during the summer break.

Goten's eyes scanned the club. To the right was a line of bars and tables while to the front was a huge stage with DJs and dancers. Everywhere else was jam-packed with people. He took in a deep breath smelling a whole range of scents that lingered in clubs. Alcohol. Perfumes. Arousals. Sweat. You name it.

"Let's get a drink," Trunks spoke closely to Goten's ear. Goten just followed Trunks' lead.

Goten wasn't very experienced when it came to busy clubs. He's been to a few in Satan City and some smaller ones in West City, but never has it been as busy as this.

"Can I have a few shots for my friend and me?" Trunks asked the bartender.

Not much longer they were given 6 shots each. Goten scrunched his nose as he saw most of them were bourbon and whisky.

"You couldn't just get me some tequila, a fuck me, baileys or something else?"

"Hey, if you're complaining, buy with your own money," Trunks downed as many shots as he could.

Goten soon followed. As they talked the buzz started to lift their spirits. Goten sighed a relief to be away from the tedious work and training.

"Can I have a few of manhattans?" Trunks ordered some more drinks after an endless cycle of shots. He lost count after 14. He knew they needed a few strong cocktails to get them going. He just shrugged his shoulders when the catch phrase 'beer before liquor, never sicker, liquor before beer, never fear' came to mind. The bartender gave him a few odd looks. Trunks knew why, of course any normal human wouldn't be able to stand it, but for a Saiyan hybrid, they had to have just over double to get anything right.

Goten grabbed one of the cocktails that was offered to him and sculled it.

"Kami!" He choked, coughing all over.

"What? Are you okay?" Trunks asked, taking a few sips of his drink.

"What the hell is that! It's fucking awful!"

"It's strong hn?" Trunks laughed. "Drink lots, it'll get you on the greatest hype."

Goten gave Trunks a death glare as he saw over 8 of them lined up just for him.

"Are you trying to get me killed or something?" Goten asked.

"No, seriously, this stuff isn't that strong..."

"It's a cocktail! You can literally smell the alcohol coming off it,"

"Just drink it," Trunks yelled through the music, forcing a new drink onto his younger friend.

Goten swallowed the last one as he pulled a face. The drink was honestly disgusting. He hated it. And yet, there was Trunks, sipping it happily, playing with the cherry in his hand. Goten rolled his eyes, turning around to head to the bathroom.

"Oh my gosh... Goten!" Goten felt himself come to a stop as he saw a familiar face standing in front of him with a bunch of other girls.

"Oh...Abbey... Hi!" Goten beamed a classic Son grin as he saw an old friend... Well more like an ex girl friend. Abbey was just an average girl he had dated. She was one of his longer relationships that he had during high school. They would've hit it off nicely if it wasn't for the fact that Goten was too much of a prissy to go any further than the odd make out. She had dumped him right then and there when he said that he wasn't going to go any further. Unlucky for him a really bad rumour spread because of it.

"It's been so long! What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Ha-ha, yeah it has been a long time. I live here now, how about you?"

"Oh my gosh! Seriously? I go to West City College," she yelled through the music.

"Wow, so do I... Well use to!" He grinned.

"Abbey, introduce us... come on!" One of the girl's friends nudged her. If Goten didn't have really great hearing he wouldn't have heard. Sometimes he loved the quirks of Saiyan blood.

"Oh, these are my college roommates, Lola and Darcey,"

"Hey, nice to meet you," Goten nodded. He was going to try and make conversation but he couldn't help feel his head becoming lighter. The more he breathed the more hyped everything became.

Meanwhile, back with Trunks... He was sitting at the bar, sipping his last cocktail until he realised a girl trying to *flirt* with Goten. He eyed the girl. She looked familiar... He was sure he's seen photos of her somewhere before. That horrible zit on her forehead really never left a person's mind once you saw it.

-That's right; she's one of Goten's ugly old ex's- his mind clicked in place. He drew in a few breathes, hoping the more he would breath the faster the oxygen would hit his blood. He needed the effect of the cocktails to kick in before he goes over and drags himself into the conversation.

His world started spinning as he laughed. He slid off his chair only to fall to his knees and knock the chair over. A few people stared while one tried to help him up.

"Dude, you okay?" The stranger asked. Trunks just shoved him off

"Fffffffine," Trunks slurred, walking towards Goten.

"So are you here by yourself or..?" Abbey asked as Trunks placed his hands onto Goten's shoulders.

"Who's the ugly mole rat?" Trunks whispered into Goten's ear.

Goten blushed, chuckles forming. He had to try his best not to laugh at Trunks' remark.

"Uhh, this is my friend Trunks Briefs,"

"Sup!" Trunks winked.

"The Trunks Briefs? As in... Briefs and Capsule Corp!" Darcey nearly yelled.

"In the flesh!" Trunks laughed, moving towards Darcey for a quick chat.

"So the rumours were true?" Abbey asked when standing next to Goten.

"What rumours?" Goten laughed. He swayed a bit as the drinks were finally hitting him in the head.

"That you're bi?"

"Pfft, you out of all people should know Trunks is my greatest friend,"

"True, but that just screams you could possibly have it in for him."

Goten rolled his eyes and stepped away.

"Abbey, bud out of my business okay!" Goten nearly yelled.

"Caaaaalm!" Trunks wrapped his arm around Goten's shoulders.

"Hehe, would you two like to come for a dance with us?" Lola giggled as she finished her drink.

"Hell yeah!" Trunks agreed, following her to the centre of the dance floor. Goten swayed between the sea of bodies as he tried to keep up. The only thing that made him stay close to the group was the colour of Trunks' hair. Even if the room was dark and had flashy lights, he could always tell where Trunks was.

They danced to the beats, or at least tried to. The more they pumped to the beat the more their heads went in circles. Trunks growled as he saw Abbey tried grinding her bottom into Goten's hips. Goten felt eyes on him as he quickly moved away to rather dance in rhythm with Darcey. It was hard to dance properly without being bumped into others. The club suddenly felt a lot busier than before. They lost track of time, but Goten swore he saw the watch flicker past 1 o'clock in the morning.

"Now who would like to get up on the stage and dance to this sexy song?" The DJ called out. The beat started playing and nearly everyone screamed. The infamous 'Sexy and I know it' started to pump in the room. The base vibrated everything as people started to push and shove their way to the front.

"These two!" Lola yelled, pointing to Goten and Trunks.

"What!" Trunks' eyes bulged out of his head as people on stage pulled them up.

Goten blushed furiously as he nearly tripped while walking towards the other dancers. Trunks laughed uncontrollably as he gripped his stomach. He pointed towards the crowd.

"It's Trunks Briefs y'all!" Darcey screamed on the top of her lungs. Everyone gasped as they recognized the next heir to Capsule Corp. Trunks would've immediately left the club if he was in control. Normally when he was spotted he'd ditch. His mother always taught him to be careful about the press and sneaky photographers. Right now he was way over his head and did not care.

"And dance!" The DJ called out once the lyrics started playing.

"Girl look at that body! I work out!" Everyone sang in chorus as one of the female dancers seductively twirled around Trunks. He laughed, pushing her away gently. She stumbled into Goten arms.

"When I walk in the spot, this is what I see! Everybody stops and they staring at me!" He tried to sing along with the lyrics as he swayed to centre stage.

He did a few pelvic thrusts as the next line appeared. Goten snorted and laughed uncontrollably. He's never seen Trunks do such a thing in public before. He was way over his head. The Trunks Briefs he knew would never do such a thing in public. For once Goten had wished there were cameras around to capture this very strange scene.

"I'm sexy and I know it!" Everyone sang in unison. All the dancers on stage jumped to the beats.

As the song went along the dance moves got crazier. Trunks was going to try do a back flip but his head kept spinning. Goten seemed to have achieved the exact feat that Trunks couldn't. He pouted but regained his smile as one of the dancers wiggled her ass towards him. Goten growled, shoving Trunks hard so he could cause the domino effect. The girl fell off the stage only to be caught by hundreds of hands. Trunks snorted. -Goten's sure feisty sometimes.-

Remixes kept the song playing. One girl was twirling; she was so drunk she wasn't too sure how to stop. Only when Trunks took hold of her shoulders she had finally come to a stop. She looked at him while gripping her stomach and turned green. Trunks eyes bulged as he tried to push her away but somehow he tripped and fell to his bottom. The girl turned away, vomiting on the stage. People laughed and screamed as they saw the girl vomit her last meal. Trunks stared as some specks fell onto his shirt, face and hair.

"Trunks!" Goten shouted.

Trunks gagged, covering his mouth he hopped of the stage and rushed towards the bathrooms. Luckily people made a clearing for him as he raced inhumanly fast. Goten followed him straight after.

Goten sighed as he washed his face with water by the hand basin. He could hear the beats from the room next door. He could still hear Trunks vomiting into the toilet. He wasn't quite sure what Trunks was exactly vomiting since their last meal was at dinner, which was hours ago. He saw in the corner of his eyes a male couple making out. He snorted, heading towards an empty cubicle. That was the last thing he wanted to see.

After an hour Trunks left the cubicle to wash out his mouth and the tears from his cheeks. He had taken off his shirt as half of it was full of vomit. He rinsed some of his hair. –Fucking disgusting!- He swore inwardly.

"Heeeey, you feeling *hick* better?" Goten grinned, placing his arm around the naked shoulder of his older friend.

"Yeah, feel a lot more sober too," he rolled his eyes.

"Well you were in there for a while," Goten explained.

Trunks just sighed as he washed his mouth once more. He took out some bubblegum from his pockets to help him take the taste away.

"Here, take my shirt," Goten held out his black tie up shirt. Trunks grabbed it, fastening it to himself as quickly as possible. Goten took the dirty shirt and dumped into the trash. There was no point in keeping it.

Goten watched his older friend place his palms against the basin, looking down the drain, breathing heavily. Trunks tried to gain some control as to what exactly happened but his eyes kept hovering to the openly affectionate male couple standing beside them against the wall. He sighed once more as his head still swayed. Maybe he wasn't exactly sober after all.

"Let's go home," he suggested.

"Good idea," Goten agreed.

-Z-

Back at Capsule Corp. Trunks took a long shower once Goten was done and had gone to bed. He allowed the water to drop on the back of his neck.

-That was fucking disgusting!- He cursed once more. –And that stupid Abbey girl flirting with Goten! It just makes me so mad!- He shouted inwardly. –Why can't Goten and I just sort this out? Why can't we just be like that couple in the male toilets? They had no shame being the way they were and yet, here we are scared to even make a move other than a kiss. Is this maybe why Goten got dumped all the time? Did they think he was frigid? Impossible! Guys are never like that! Hormones in our bodies are way too controlling, doubled even in us Saiyans. So what's his problem? Maybe... Maybe it's not him... Maybe it's me? But what if it's the both of us? As much as I want him... As much as I would love to fuck the living daylights out of him or have the same foreplay as before... why is it so hard to get there? Is it because we're friends? Is it possibly that the love we thought we had for each other was just brotherly love? Impossible! I would never jizz over that sort of stuff. - He ranted on.

He sighed out loud, turning off the water once he was done. He flared his ki to dry himself off and dragged his boxers sluggishly up his legs. Wiping the giant mirror with his hand, he stared at himself.

-I need to talk to someone else about this. But who? It has to be someone who will see our point of view. It can't be an adult...- His eyes brightened as he saw a person in his head who could just be his ticket to the road of success. Marron.

~-Z-~

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A few extra notes on this chapter... Like I said earlier, I wrote it a little while back. I actually went out into town with my friends sometime these summer holidays and well... For some odd reason I came home and started typing up some pretty messed up ideas for Trunks and Goten. So believe it or not, I was quite tipsy when I first wrote this chapter. I edited it quite a bit and for a while I was going to chuck it. There wasn't much shown in this chapter other than a glimpse of one of Goten's ex girlfriends (who yes, does have a huge zit on her forehead? Lol?) I don't know why, obviously when I first wrote this chapter I was hoping to make her somewhat flawed? (Apart from the fact that she was the one who spread the rumour) I don't think the Goten I've thought up in my mind really cares about looks. Anyway, the other is bringing up the male couple they saw in the bathroom.

This is one thing I hate about late-night drinking. People. Making. Out. Okay... yeah, they're drunk and etc etc... But seriously... get a room! I wanted it to bring up some thoughts into Trunks' mind, which is actually doing the exact thing I hope it wouldn't do. Trunks would react to seeing the male couple and start thinking that perhaps he needs to talk to someone and sort out this thing him and Goten has. Of course, this someone is Marron! That's all I'll say for now. I know one of my reviewers has mentioned my story seems to have quite a lot of convenient things happens in it... But I'm not quite too sure as to how to stop this?

Any whom... I have a few ideas as to where it's going to go :3 Plus... We needed to see a bit of jealously happen between the two ;)

As for the drinks and stuff... ehh... Don't drink a Manhattan cocktails. How on earth I managed to see them drinking that many is beyond me. I can barely last through 1... That stuff is awful. Maybe I'm just not use to straight out drinks (I tend to be a beer and cider type of girl) but seriously. I went for a trip because of that thing! I'm amazed I even made it home! Especially since I had a few Sunrise Tequilas, and a few other things before it. Moral of the story? Just don't drink it... It's nasty. Lol! I'm not much of a drinker, surprisingly (lol and somehow I keep adding it to stories?). Friends and I will only go out for the odd drink once every two months or so. Drinks in the city are quite expensive and we just can't be bothered going to liquor stores LOL! Right.. Sorry, enough with the ANs... Hope you enjoyed it!

P.S – I loved the part where Trunks fell off his chair. HAH! That's my little input of experience... It's happened to me *tear.* The man who helped me up was really creepy.