Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ Chapter 43 ( Chapter 44 )

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

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Light. Perhaps awkward. That's how it felt. To Dr, Mrs Briefs and Bulla it seemed weird. But to the other four people that lived in the huge dome shaped building it was all they could think of.

The rest of the week was awkward. Goten and Trunks didn't know what to do. They spoke, they trained, and they did everything they normally would. They didn't know how to react. It was as if at the start there was some awkward limbo hanging between them all. But as the week progressed things became easier.

Bulma wasn't ever the one to hold a grudge on her own son. After much thought she just smiled. Perhaps it was better this way. She had come to realise, or perhaps, always knew that things would somehow end this way. They deserved each other. She had to admit to herself that yes, she was slightly disappointed that she won't ever have grandchildren from Trunks, or a lovely daughter-in-law, but that didn't really matter in the end. As long as Trunks and Goten were happy with each other, then it made her happy.

She was sitting one day in the lab, enjoying Gohan and Trunks' company as they fixed a few transport machines. Out of nowhere she had burst into laughter after being in deep thought. Trunks and Gohan had eyed her warily but she waved them off.

As soon as Goten had come home that day, she was already waiting there for him with open arms. The first thing she did was bring him into a tight embrace. Goten didn't mind as her sweet perfume filled his nose. She chuckled and finally said, "Welcome home son."

Goten had smiled as tears built up in his eyes as the word meant more to him than anything else. He was indeed going to be her son-in-law one day.

Vegeta wasn't nearly as nice. Trunks and Goten knew it would take a lot from the man. They had to first build up his trust once more; but they didn't mind. If anything the training did them good, especially Trunks. It gave him a good break from the piles of machinery that needed fixing. Not that he minded of course. But the realization of becoming the part-owner of a much loved company was starting to dawn on him. That's what Trunks was thankful for. For having a father could fight him and set his mind free.

Yes, he knew it was going to take a long time to get use to things. Now that his parents knew, now that everyone had accepted it, things were easy; but not fully. Vegeta wasn't an easy case and he knew it was going to need some work. But, he could have sworn that his father didn't mind. He saw the looks Vegeta gave Goten. He had never really studied how Vegeta looked at Goten, but now he understood. He could have sworn Vegeta had always felt some-what of a second father to Goten. This time though, it was running a bit deeper.

One day after training he saw Vegeta give Goten the very same nod he had given Trunks the day of the confession. Trunks knew in that instant that they were heading in the right direction. Trunks had to admit, his father was right all along. He should've placed more trust in him. He made a mental note to never doubt him again.

At the end of August, Capsule Corp. was getting busy; there was a party to plan after all. Part of it was his graduation gift - the other part being condoms, booze and a hotel reservation – and part of his welcome to ownership of Capsule Corp. As planned by Bulma, she wanted all the workers and customers to come along and welcome her son to the company. Much to Trunks' protests, he couldn't help but smile as he eyed himself in the mirror that fateful night.

He wore a full suit. He quite enjoyed the fact that Goten was sporting the exact same outfit. He chuckled to himself knowing that he had all the glory of ripping it off later that night. And thanks to his mother and a few other people, he could do it freely now without worrying about ki movement. He was thankful Gohan had suggested using the same material the gravity room was made out of. Luckily it didn't take too long to fix up.

"Ready for your own party Mr. Briefs?" Goten asked, making sure his jelled hair was in the right place.

"Of course Son," Trunks waved off.

"I look ridicules," Goten groaned, wanting to pull off the tight bow-tie around his neck. He could handle a normal tie, but a bow-tie was the limit.

Trunks suddenly wrapped his arms around Goten from behind, nibbling at his ear. "If you ask me, you're looking sexy."

Goten shivered, a small smile forming on his lips, "Trunks..." he groaned.

"Yeah sorry, I know," the older boy retreated, smacking Goten's ass. Goten yelped, eyeing Trunks suspiciously.

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The party was in full swing. Woman and men of all ages stood outside under a make-shift roof. Bulma had planned for an outdoor party. A stage was set up, a dance floor, tables, buffet tables, DJ, and everything else. She wanted this to make headlines, so she even called all the newspaper companies. This was after all the first stage of Trunks' ownership.

Trunks wondered through the sea of people, making small talk to company owners and business people. Most he'd have already met over the years, but now it was slightly different.

He looked over his watch only to realise that two hours had passed since the party had started. He knew that his speech was coming up. He heard a whistle and quickly looked up, seeing that his friends were standing at the back with Goten. He quickly rushed over to greet them. He was thankful that Bulma had allowed them to come along.

Soon dinner came along. Some people sat at tables while others stood, looking up to the stage where Bulma and Dr. Briefs were saying a few speeches. Most of them were about future upgrades and what was to expect for Capsule Corp. now that Trunks was taking part-ownership.

"And now, we introduce Trunks Briefs, my grandson, and future president," Dr. Briefs spoke finally. Trunks walked nervously upon the stage, to the podium. Generally he wasn't nervous about speaking to a large amount of people, but he couldn't help but feel the pressure build when reality was starting to hit him. This was his first step to ownership. This was a big step.

"Good evening," Trunks spoke, looking over the sea of people. In the back he could see his friends cheering him on, fist pumping the air. He had to try and keep a straight face. He eyed the Z-gang as well, seeing their bright smiles. He could see they were proud. But he didn't focus on either of them. No, he focused on Goten as he continued with his speech.

"I'm very grateful that I get to stand in front of you all tonight. Well, actually, I can't believe how fast time has flown. For years I've seen my mother and grandfather stand up here and give speeches about what there is to expect from Capsule Corp. and what was going to make our world an easier place to live in. But in all honesty, I can't seem to wrap my mind around the fact that I am now standing here. I'll admit I can't tell you what there is to expect,"

A few laughter's could be heard.

"You know, I've always known that I'd be the next heir to this hugely successful company. In some ways I'm proud and in others I'm afraid. Not many people admit to a huge crowd, especially many co-operate investors, and that the new owner isn't as confident in the job as the last one. But don't fret; I'll get there in the end. Many of you should know the large expectations of needing to fulfil people's desires, especially when it involves the richest and most famous company on earth today. But I ask just one simple request - have faith in me. I may be young, I may not be as confident, but I am a genius and I have my family here. If anything the last year has taught me, it would be that you should never lose hope. Family is the key. And well, let's face it, the truth doesn't hurt,"

A few people nodded, raising their wine glasses.

"Have faith in me. Know that I will fulfil the success my grandfather and mother had begun. I will do my best to not only do them proud, but to do you people, the ones who truly matter, proud. I don't know exactly what I could bring to the company, but I hope for starters that I can listen to your requests and achieve things they couldn't do. I hope I will bring success to this company for many more years to come, and I hope you all will be here, cheering me on too. I'll be looking forward to working with you in the future,"

Trunks went on, speaking of things that his mother and Grandfather mentioned. He tried to keep his tone light and business like. But he had to admit, it was hard to speak seriously about something he's known his whole life. Trunks finished up, holding his glass of wine.

"To Trunks Briefs, the next heir to Capsule Corp." Dr. Briefs held up his wine glass while watching everyone else cheer and take a sip of their own drinks. People clapped and went back to talking and heading to the food.

"That was great Trunks!" Goten beamed, hugging his boyfriend tightly.

"Thanks man," Trunks smiled, happy that his speech was over and done with.

A few people passed by, congratulating Trunks for his speech and acceptance. Goten stood next to Trunks all the way through, smiling and nodding when needed.

"My, my! That was great!" A lady cheered.

"Thank you very much," Trunks bowed.

"Oh my, you must be Trunks' assistant, right?" She asked, fiddling with her pearl necklace.

"Well no, I'm actually his bes-" Goten began.

"He's my boyfriend," Trunks interrupted, smiling politely as he could. The lady stared for a bit and then a smile grew on her face too.

"Well good for you two!"

"Thank you," Trunks bowed again. She nodded after talking about what a good change that would bring to the public eye and newer generations. As quickly as she came, she quickly left.

"Trunks, are you sure that was a good idea?" Goten asked warily, still watching after the lady. Trunks pressed his hand against Goten's face, smiling sheepishly.

"I think it's 'bout time people start seeing who we are, even if it includes pesky cooperates," he nearly whispered, leaning into Goten. Trunks heard a chuckle and then felt Goten's lips press against his. He eagerly accepted the tongue that followed, feeling as though the people surrounding them were a million miles away.

"Get a room you two!" Jayden pushed, rubbing Trunks' hair. Trunks and Goten broke off quickly, laughing as their faces turned red.

"Jayden, just leave them alone!" Sunny teased, pinching Trunks' cheek. Trunks and Goten couldn't help but chuckle as their friends playfully spoke of their relationship.

As the night went on, their hands never unlinked. Trunks didn't care anymore. People were to accept him for he was and that was being in love with his best friend. Although, he was quite shocked to realise most people did not care. They just smiled politely and continued with their conversation. This made Trunks doze off, thinking whether the decisions they made within the last year was good or not. He knew both he and Goten had doubted too many people. That was their biggest mistake of it all. They should've trusted in the world more about their relationship. But he concluded that it didn't matter anymore. They were now happy and going to enjoy the rest of their lives.

Without noticing, their families were watching on the outskirts. Gohan was going on about how happy they looked while Chi-Chi watched the two boys, already planning their marriage. Goku was eating the food, totally oblivious while Vegeta watched too. He couldn't help but form a smirk on his face as he watched his son strut hand-in-hand with Goten. Perhaps they deserved their happiness. Things were back to normal, with the added information. But if there was one thing, everyone was finally at ease. They all knew now that the two boys were going to have a long and bright future ahead of them.

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