Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ New Years ( Chapter 38 )

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

Disclaimer: DBZ and its characters belong to Akira Toriyama!

It's the beginning of the end... Sort of. I was originally going to end it here, hoping to tie all the knots before they have a New Year, but things didn't go as well as they planned. I'm sorry if the next few chapters are pretty heavy and don't have much *fluffy* *funny* goodness. I need to close off all the loose ends as we're drawing near the end of this tale.

~-Z-~

"Could they have the music any louder?" Gohan complained as he rubbed his eyes.

A few of the Z-Fighters had met up on the Eve of New Years to celebrate the coming of 787. Just on the outskirts of West City, annually for New Years a huge stadium is de-capsulised for the evening. Families and others come from all over to celebrate the New Year with well covered fields for picnics and a live showing of orchestra and bands. Usually count downs are followed by a great show of fireworks and laser shows. It was a big must for many people of all ages.

In the past couple of years the Z-Fighters rarely showed up. Normally they would have their own private party over at Master Roshi's or out in Mount Paozu, but this year it seemed promising. Marron was asked to sing in the orchestra and a few other groups, so everyone decided to come along and enjoy the show.

Too bad it didn't end up being exactly what they thought it would be. Yes, the main fields were covered in picnics and families, but it was hard to miss the intoxicated teenagers lurking about. Heavy crowds hung about as the back ends of the stadium had amusement rides and gaming stands. There was also a giant hill which teenagers liked to hang about and drink. Gohan and Bulma made extra care to look after Pan and Bulla.

Krillin's family, the Sons and the Briefs were the only ones who came for the show. Sadly not every could make it due to other circumstances (None of them thought a giant green alien would be welcomed). Laughter was shared around as they shared around picnic food in the later hours of the night. A few beers and sodas were shared around too while they tried to mute out the music that surrounded them.

"Want to get out of here?" Trunks whispered into Goten's ear as they sat on a blanket with the two girls.

"Yeah," Goten chuckled, happy that Trunks finally asked.

"We're going for a walk," Trunks stood up, a beer still in hand.

"Don't be too long, only an hour to go!" Bulma beamed, waving her goodbyes to the two boys.

They swerved through the crowd, walking on the make-shift pathways. Trunks was hoping that they could find a quiet spot on the hill. He was also hoping they wouldn't bump into Jayden and the others once more as they were lurking around. No, what Trunks had in mind was a nice hour seating with Goten as they watched over the crowds. He slightly hoped his mother wouldn't be too disappointed that they wouldn't return until after the fireworks show.

Once finding an open spot on the hill, Goten and Trunks sat down on the dry grass. Drinks still in hand they stared out onto the crowds and main stage of singing people. Even though it was in the middle of winter, the stadium roof covered them well. No snow fell into the stadium or anything else that reminded them of the winter. Although it was a bit chilly but most of the chill was taken off from the heaters.

Teenagers and others were singing behind them. They could smell intoxication and arousals all around them. Trunks shook his head, still happy with his decision of staying sober for New Years for the first time in years. A slight tinge of sadness hit him as he remembered all the years he had spent out at parties drinking with his friends. He smiled knowing this New Years was going to be a good change; a change both he and Goten needed.

"So got any New Year's resolutions?" Trunks ended the silence between the two boys.

"One I guess," Goten chuckled, "but not too sure actually," he shrugged.

"Care to share?" Trunks lifted an eyebrow, looking over to his boyfriend.

"... To come clean," Goten finally spoke, taking a sip of his drink.

"Come clean to what?"

"Our parents," Goten smiled, staring into the blue eyes of his boyfriend.

"That's a pretty hard one," Trunks chuckled, breaking the connection.

"Not really,"

"Going to take a lot," Trunks quickly disagreed.

"But you know we can't keep passing it off. We have to tell them eventually," Goten sighed, tightening his jacket as he felt a sudden chill.

"Are you cold?" Trunks asked.

"No, I'm fine," Goten replied, spotting their family far off in the crowds. Bulma's hair was always a dead giveaway.

Trunks didn't reply but instead took of his scarf and wrapped it around Goten. Goten smiled in return, enjoying the warm scarf around his cold neck. They carried on sitting there for a few minutes of silence.

-Maybe Goten's right. Maybe it's time we ought to do something about our parents. Yamcha was right when we spoke on Christmas day. It's best to tell them soon, or else they're just going to be mad.- Trunks concluded.

"Look who spotted us," Goten chuckled.

"Hey guys!" Jayden waved.

"Hi," Goten and Trunks greeted in unison.

Trunks tried to hide his disappointment as he realised Sandy, Sunny and Desiree had decided to tag along too.

"So what are you two doing here all alone ehh?" Sandy teased, taking a seat next to Goten.

"Just chilling," Goten wavered off, taking another sip.

"With beer too? Got any extras?" Jayden quickly asked.

"No, sorry," Trunks shrugged.

Quickly Goten started a small conversation with Sandy and Jayden as Trunks looked over to Sunny and Desiree who were sitting a few metres away from them. He smiled, knowing how happy they were. Not long after all the mess that happened between them and him, Desiree and Sunny had come clean and admitted they had been in a secret relationship too. Not long, sometime in early December had it come out that they were also engaged. Trunks had thought that they were way too young, but understanding Desiree's *maturity* and eager to settle down, he just passed it off. He somewhat felt jealous of their eagerness to begin the rest of their lives. He wished that he could be the same, but there was many things he still needed to sort out before he and Goten could ever think of such a thing.

-Perhaps Goten has a point,- he concluded.

"Oh my! They're starting the count down!" Sandy screeched, hopping to her feet.

"Come on Jayden! Let's go higher up the hill!" She quickly grabbed his shoulder, pulling him up and away. Trunks chuckled, happy that he was alone with Goten once more.

"Another New Years count down," Goten sighed, "and another beginning," he quickly added, taking a sip of his drink.

Trunks just nodded as he watched the big-screen clock count down 5 minutes till New Years.

"Hey Goten," he finally spoke.

"Hm?" Goten mumbled, looking over to his boyfriend.

Trunks wrapped his arm tightly around Goten's back, lifting his other arm – with the beer- up into the air.

"To year 787. Our year. The year we fully come clean," he grinned brightly.

"To year 787," Goten cheered, clinking his bottle against Trunks and taking their last gulps.

"Four! Three! Two! One!" Screams could be heard from all sides of the stadium until huge explosion of fireworks were set off into the sky.

The boys laughed as they screamed out too.

"Happy New year Goten!" Trunks looked over to his younger boyfriend.

"You too," Goten replied, leaning into the lavender haired boy for a passionate kiss.

Trunks couldn't help but be taken away with the moment as the fireworks and laughter blasted around them. All too soon Goten finally pulled back slightly, still having his forehead pressed against Trunks'.

"This is so corny," he chuckled.

"Yeah," Trunks agreed, giving him one last kiss.

Goten leaned his head against Trunks' shoulder, watching the fireworks and laser show spell high above them. This was truly magical. This was something he needed for a new start, he was sure of it.

-Z-

Not long the fireworks had ended. Trunks could feel Goten was starting to doze off. He chuckled, holding the boy closer to him. He felt a familiar ki around him not long after. Looking down he saw Gohan, with a very tired looking pan in his arms. Trunks smiled gently as he noticed Gohan looking over and staring. Gohan returned the smile, enjoying the fact that his younger brother seemed truly happy for the first time in a long time.

"Come on, everyone is looking for you two," Gohan spoke when he walked up to the two boys.

"Yeah, sorry, got carried away," Trunks sheepishly replied, giving Goten a little shake.

"Wait what," Goten snorted, feeling still slightly confused. Groggily he stood up with Trunks, trying his best to walk to the rest of the group. Gohan couldn't help but chuckle at his younger brother.

"Where were you two?" Bulma asked when she finally saw the two boys.

"Sorry, we got carried away," Trunks explained once more, quickly reminding himself to remove his hand from Goten's waist. Goten couldn't help but groan at the loss of warmth.

"Carried away doing what?" Krillin asked, wiggling his eyebrows. He was quietened quickly though when he saw the scowl on Gohan's face.

"Oh well, come on, let's back up. Time to head to Capsule Corp." She ordered. Everyone helped each other pack up the picnic blankets and baskets. Quickly they all walked to a quieten corner so Goku could instant transmission them all back to the large dome. They had figured it would be easier, rather than having to deal with road and air traffic like many others would suffer.

"I'm going to put them to bed," Gohan spoke, already heading upstairs to a sleeping Pan and Bulla into a bed that was ready and waiting.

Goten yawned, disgusted in himself that it was New Years, not even two hours past midnight and he was already tired.

Krillin and Yamcha cracked open a few more beers, sitting around the cosy fire as they began talking again. Vegeta growled as Bulma wrapped her arms around him. 18, Marron and Chi-Chi laughed, carrying on with their conversation while Goku was already in the kitchen for some more food with Master Roshi.

Trunks couldn't help but smile as he noticed how normal things seemed to be. He truly had missed all the times they would have their own gatherings for New Years.

"Want to head to bed?" Goten whispered really quietly into the lavender haired boy's ear.

"Okay," Trunks agreed.

"We're off, see you guys tomorrow," Trunks waved. Goten yawned once more, giving his mother and others a hug. Luckily no one questioned them as to why they headed upstairs so early, especially together.

They passed Bulla's room where Gohan and Videl were tucking in Pan and Bulla. Saying their goodnights, they carried on up the stairs and into their apartment for the first time in the New Year.

"Up for anything tonight or straight to bed?" Trunks asked, turning on the heating system. He noticed Goten shivered as they entered their bedroom.

"I'm just really tired. It's been such a hectic day," he yawned again, already taking off all the layers of clothes.

Trunks couldn't forget what a busy day they had indeed. He had to help Goten deliver a few New Year packages since early in the morning. Once they had eventually returned home, they were forced into helping cook masses of picnic food for the night. To say their final day of 786 was spent to the fullest would have been an understatement. But Trunks couldn't help but enjoy the fact that he had spent the whole day with the person he truly wanted.

Once changed into their boxers, they climbed into bed, sighing in relief as their muscles relaxed. Trunks smiled once more, trying to wave off the words Goten had said about the New Year's resolution. Already, with the year all new, things seemed different. It was a good different though.

This year seemed promising, he had to admit it.

Finally he had the person he had wanted for so many years. Although they still had a few things to sort out, such as coming clean to their parents, they were on the road to living *happily ever after.* He turned his head only to realise that Goten was staring at him.

"What?" Trunks whispered, suddenly confused.

"I love you," Goten nearly whispered.

"And I love you," Trunks finally replied, leaning into Goten for a long, passionate kiss.

Whatever the year was to bring, he knew they could handle it. Whether their parents were going to take the news as good or bad, they would stick together and work it out. Those three words were rarely shared between the boys, but when they were said, they were meant from the heart.

They knew this was love. They knew this was going to be the first New Year together, followed by many to come.

~-Z-~

A/N: I know I speak of this "Yamcha" conversation Trunks had. I only lightly touched on it in the last chapter. Originally I was going to have the fully conversation in it, but I realise it didn't quite fit in the *funny* chapter I had originally wanted. So I only briefly touched on it. I do have the whole conversation typed out, but of course it never made in the story. The things I mentioned for it in the chapter before this was technically all it was about. Yes it would've been a good move to keep it in there as it will make Bulma's reaction later on more sense... but then... Hm. I don't know. You'll have to wait and see.