Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ What? ( Chapter 25 )

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

Disclaimer: DBZ and its characters belong to Akira Toriyama!


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"Home sweet home," Trunks stretched as they reached into their apartment the following day. Goten just nodded and headed towards the bathroom for a shower.

"Trunks Briefs. Son Goten. You have an intercom message," The intercom beeped against the wall. Trunks sighed as he headed over to listen to the message.

'Boy! You better have a good reason as to why you and that brat have missed yesterday's training session!' Vegeta's loud voice rasped through the apartment.

There was a loud bang against the door as Trunks rolled his eyes. Of course he probably should have mentioned to his father that they were going to be out the whole day and wouldn't be able to go for their usual 4 hour training session. It must've slipped both of their minds.

"Where in the hell have you two been!" Vegeta asked as he allowed himself into the apartment. He looked around only to find Trunks looking annoyed by the intercom.

"Sorry, I swear mum would've told you," Trunks scratched his head.

"Tell me what? That you would miss your training session? I though we've been through this boy! You know your mother gets distracted easily!" He growled.

"Okay, yeah, it slipped my mind. Sorry dad! Anyway, Goten and I was over at Chi-Chi's," Trunks tried explaining, getting nervous as he saw his father cross his arms. He gulped.

"Was Kakarot there?"

Trunks rolled his eyes. Of course Goku is all who Vegeta thought of. Even though they were now on a much friendlier base, there was still always going to be that slight rivalry.

"No, he's with Uub again," Trunks waved off as he walked towards the kitchen. The wind shifted and Vegeta caught a bit of wind from Trunks' movements. He scrunched up his nose.

"What's that strange smell?" Vegeta scoffed.

"What?" Trunks asked, sniffing the air. He couldn't smell anything out of place.

Vegeta walked closer to him and drew in a bigger breath.

"Boy! I thought I taught you better hygiene! You smell awful! When was the last time you took a shower?"

Trunks just rolled his eyes as he took out a drink from the fridge. As he closed the fridge he remembered what Gohan had said the day before. He had told Trunks that Goten had smelt... somewhat of him? Trunks eyes widened.

"Excuse me," Trunks quickly spoke, rushing over to his room. Flapping his shirt around the air, he caught the scent and realised what Vegeta had meant. It smelt like sweat and musk. Somehow a bit of sex was thrown into the mixture. He cringed as he quickly changed shirts, hoping it would defuse the scent.

"What are you doing?" Vegeta looked suspiciously at Trunks as he took hold of his drink again to take a sip.

"Nothing?" Trunks quickly replied.

"Well whatever you're up to, I do not like it,"

"I'm not up to anything dad? Seriously?" Trunks swallowed, hoping his father wouldn't catch on at how he suddenly felt nervous.

"Now that was good," Goten broke the tension as he walked into the kitchen, "Hey Vegeta," he greeted casually as he took some leftover food from the fridge for some late breakfast. Vegeta just grunted a reply, standing awkwardly at the edge of the counter.

Vegeta watched the boys as they worked hastily in the kitchen, choosing whatever food they wanted. He wasn't too sure what to make out of it. They looked so different from the boys he brought up for so many years. They looked independent for the first time.

"Well I guess with the training you two have been doing it's fine to have a day off. But! Today, after lunch, back in the gravity room! 6 hours, no more, no less. I have a new exercise for you two," he smirked. The boys just nodded, hearing the door bang shut.

-Z-

"So what was that all about?" Goten asked as they ate their lunch.

"He was pissed that we didn't train yesterday,"

"Crap! Forgot about that!" Goten gulped.

Trunks just nodded, taking a thoughtful sip.

"He said I smelt strange..." he began.

"What do you mean? You smell fine to me?"

"I thought so too... Well until I went to the room and smelt myself properly..."

Goten took a big bite of the leftover meat, chewing as fast as he could.

"I... I think we should probably have a shower or something for now onwards after we do... stuff,"

"Oh." Goten spoke with his mouth full.

"Exactly... I'm just happy he didn't catch on.,. But he's suspicious,"

"Crap!" Goten hissed.

"I know," Trunks agreed.

Although it would be in some ways good that Vegeta caught onto what was going on, but neither Trunks nor Goten felt quite ready for it to happen. After to confession to Bulma, Gohan and Videl, they both thought it was time to take a little while and relax things up a bit. Those 3 people knowing were already more than enough for now.

Trunks carried on speaking about what Gohan and Videl had said. Goten choked on his drink when he heard that Trunks had fully gone out and told them that it was him. Although Goten thought this was going to bother him, in actuality, it didn't. He suddenly seemed a relieved that his brother accepted the fact that he and his best friend had moved from great life-long friends to boyfriends. He wondered for a few minutes in silence once Trunks had told him that Gohan wants him to go have a chat in his own time. Goten wasn't exactly too sure if he was ready for that. Perhaps there will be some other time he would face his brother and have a proper talk. For now, he was going to work on spending time with the person who really mattered, Trunks.

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"There you two are!" Bulma excitedly walked up to the two boys who lounged out in the pool after their long training session. It was late afternoon and soon it would be time to start heading up and cooking dinner.

"Goten, I had a re-look at you schedule and decided to change a few things up,"

"How come?" Goten swam to the edge to look over at Bulma's planner.

"I thought maybe you wanted to enjoy a bit more of this summer," she winked at him, "so I decided to give you fewer deliveries. But! I couldn't get you out of the one for next weekend. Actually, I didn't really want to give up this one anyway. I think you'll quite enjoy it. Mr. Satan ordered a huge number of things for his Hotel complex. He needed new upgrades and all, so he came to me. Of course I gave him a good deal. In return, he gave me this lovely two night stay at the hotel; in the best suite even! Sadly, I can't take it up and I highly doubt Vegeta would give up two days of his time to go with me. So... I was thinking perhaps you would like to take someone?"

Goten beamed a smile as he looked over to Trunks.

"Sounds good, want to come?" Goten asked.

"Uhhhm... Goten I was thinking maybe... you know," Bulma spoke before Trunks could answer. She had hoped that it would've given him a good chance to take his 'boyfriend' along with him, but apparently Goten seemed to have other plans.

"Sure, it'll be good to see the hotel anyway!" Trunks agreed.

"Alright, that settles it I guess. I'll call Mr. Satan and tell him the news. Goten, I've updated your timetable already, but don't worry about rest of the week. Enjoy it instead. I think you need a bit of a break," she smiled.

"Thanks Bulma,"

Bulma was about to leave until Trunks called out to her, "Mum!"

"Yes Trunks?"

"Couldn't you have at least told dad that we were out to at Chi-Chi's yesterday?"

"What do you mean?" She furrowed her brows.

"He seemed pretty pissed when he burst through our apartment door earlier today. Gave us one of the hardest training sessions too, with higher gravity than usual," Trunks explained.

"Ayye! I'll have a word with him," Bulma groaned, walking back into the house.

Goten chuckled as he swam back to his older friend.

"Let's hope Vegeta doesn't get even more pissed," he murmured with his mouth half underwater.

"Pft, knowing him he'll probably higher the gravity again next time," Trunks replied, eyeing Goten as he swam closer.

"All alone together at Mr. Satan's Hotel eh..." Goten whispered.

"You sure have changed your motives," Trunks joked.

"What do you mean?"

"I remember clearly the day after our first foreplay; you were absolutely dumb-folded. You were an awkward mess, honestly! I was so surprised when you came onto me in the bathtub the other week,"

Goten blushed as he listened. Trunks was right, he was self-conscious that first time. Goten didn't exactly know how it had changed in the last few weeks.

"I guess I got over it... I mean, I can't be shy all my life... and probably because during the act my instincts came in the way which is why afterwards it must've been a bit of a shock,"

"I'm not really meaning dur-"

"I know. I've changed Trunks. I realised that the night I was at South City. Even speaking to my mum yesterday, she kept on saying how much I've matured and seemed to find my own ground. I don't really think I have, but then, in some ways I do. I guess along with it came the confidence... Plus anyway, I realised it was such a stupid thing to be shy over," he scratched his head.

Trunks just smiled. He didn't mind at all. It was great that there was no longer any awkwardness between them when it came to anything at all. Heck, they could walk naked in their apartment for all they cared.

"Hmm... Why don't we get some dinner and watch a few good movies? I feel like doing a marathon for that one series that mum recently loaded to the network," Trunks changed the subject after staring up at the sky.

"Okay, sounds great to me!" Goten beamed as they hopped out of the pool. An evening spent with Trunks on a couch sounded pretty good to him.

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