Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prositute of My Eye ❯ Try Again ( Chapter 3 )

Yippee! I haven't been kidnapped, drowned or bashed in the head with a maple base ball bat! Anywho, Thanks for the reviews.. Hope you guys in joy this one.. This chapter will be the shortest. The only one that's under 4000 words

_________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________

 

The brightness of morning shone in Trunks' apartment, immediately awakening him. He was aware of the other half of him that was also awake. This was going to be harder than he thought to have a drop dead gorgeous guy in your house and you can't lay a hand on him. Not even a corny pick up line.

 

Goten was the fist to get up as he emerged for Trunks room wearing only one of Trunks' shirts that covered most of his body. His mother said to be a gentle man and let him sleep in Trunks bed instead.

 

“How'd it feel to sleep in my bed?”

 

“Can't complain, but it smelled like you”

 

“Bet you liked that”

 

“Keep telling yourself that”

 

“Playing hard to get”

 

“Playing hard to get is different from when there is nothing to get”

 

“Admit it; you want me just as badly”

 

“If I say yes will you stop hitting on me, the attention is nice but you're a little nasty if you know what I mean”

 

“That's what they all say”, Trunks said smugly as he walked to the kitchen. He pulled out a box of cereal and poured into a white porcelain bowl. Goten rose and followed him into the kitchen.

 

“So what's it like being THE Trunks Briefs”, Goten said as he sat at the table trying to rake the snags out of his hair with his hands.

 

“Do you really want to know?”

 

“If I didn't I wouldn't have asked”, he replied matter of factly making Trunks chuckle.

 

“It isn't easy. It's fun and has its perks. But, it's hard to tell if someone likes me for me or for THE Trunks Briefs. So, far `me' has been sitting alone for a while”, Trunks explained wistfully.

 

“Well, it's safe to say I don't like either of you. I used to like you for you because that's all I knew but now I'm kinda on the fence”, Was his venomous reply.

 

Trunks slammed the bowl on the counter, instantly destroying it

 

“Dammit Goten! How many times do I have to apologize to you for you to get it?!” Trunks said stepping dangerously close to him only making his fowl mood go rotten.

 

“Well if you think you can just try and scoop me off my feet with pathetic apologies and think you're the man, you need to pull your head out of your ass and smell the real world buddy, because I loved you and you left like a fucking thief in the night. After that I had nothing. Do you know how that felt? It felt like getting hit by a fucking pick up truck.” Goten said walking back towards the room before hearing Trunks' voice.

 

“I don't even know why I let you in my fucking house!” Goten turned around with angry eyes.

 

“Well excuse the hell outta me. I'm not the one who told you to go grocery shopping for hookers. And you didn't let me in to your house. You're not some sort of savior. You came looking for me because you felt guilty”.Goten said walking into the room. He came back out with the sane outfit he'd had on the previous day.

 

“I'm leaving. And the next time I wont be getting back in your car”, Goten said and at the very second his fingers touched the latch he found himself tackled on the floor.

 

“NO! You're going to stay here. My mother said you're going to stay here and I was responsible for you. After the reunion you do whatever the fuck you want but as of now you're not leaving my sight!” Trunks eyes were cold and demanding. A side he'd never saw pointed at him.

 

Goten blew a lock of hair from his eyes and said, “Fine, but can you GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU'RE CUTTING OFF MY CIRCULATION!!!!”, Trunks lifted himself from the out of breath demi saiyan.

 

“If I have to hear another `What I've done' speech I'm going to be in jail by tomorrow morning”

 

“Fine. I'll be nice and not bring it up again, happy?”

 

“Yes”

 

“What exactly did your mom tell you?”

 

“No being mean, no flirting, no fucking you, to make you feel special and something about corny pick up lines”

 

“Oooh, I bet that'll be hard to do”

 

“Stop”

 

“Stop what?”

 

“Trying to seduce me”

 

“Trust me. If I wanted to seduce you, there would be no trying”

 

“Really?”

 

“I believe so”

 

“Oh please, I could get you in my bed in a matter of seconds”

 

“Is that a promise or a threat?”

 

“I'll leave that decision up to you”

 

“I choose a (broken) promise”

 

“Fuck you”

 

“I was right”, Goten slinked back into Trunks' room to change as Trunks stared at his invisible presence while jaw on the wooden floors

 

_________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________

 

The rest of the day went pretty normally until the clock stuck 9:00.

 

Goten decided to return the favor of Trunks having in his house. He cooked. Ms. Johnson taught him how to cook one night when she let him spend the night. Her husband didn't want him over so hew had to wait until he went to sleep.

 

Trunks smelled the heavenly aroma oozing from the kitchen and his nose basically carried him to the source.

 

Goten was working diligently over the frying pan as he battered and dropped. Trunks slid behind him to sneak a bite only to have an angry spatula smack his hand away. This is one trait he'd adopted from the older chichi. When Goku was around he'd be able to sneak bites and succeeded only to find he hadn't succeeded at all. She would chase him around the house and soon a loud sound of a frying pan and a thick skull was made before a loud whimpering and scolding. He and Gohan would love to sit at the top of the stairs and laugh at their parents marital antics. Those memories only brought pain as he thought of them being wiped out.

 

Trunks held his hand tightly as he asked Goten was he making.

 

“What're you cooking, Chibi?” Trunks said looking over his head where his height already granted him to stand. Goten pointed to the packs of mushrooms, chicken, and shrimp.

 

“I'm frying mushrooms, shrimp and chicken with some fried rice on the side. Uh could you stop drooling on my shoulder the food will be read in few minutes” Goten went across the kitchen floor and washed the powdery batter from his hands.

 

“Thanks for the dinner. You didn't have to cook”, Trunks said to Goten as he dried his hands and walked over to sit in the chair next to him.

 

“It's the least I can do. I guess I was a little hard on you earlier”, he got back up as he heard the `ding' of the fryer. Trunks found himself staring at Goten's rear as he swayed to the other side of the kitchen. But quickly slapped himself as he remembered what his mother said.

 

A large plate of hot food was placed in front of him.

 

“Dinner is served”, Goten said in a French accent.

 

Goten suddenly turned back around to see Trunks mutilating his plate. This only made Goten bask in the flattery. Someone was actually devouring his food. This feeling was a one of pride.

 

“That was fucking awesome!” Trunks said after gulping down his entire plate that one stood taller than a 5 year old.

 

“Glad you liked it. You're the first taster of Goten Son cuisine”, Goten turned back to the pile of mushrooms that were left and at the all on the counter plate where they stood.

 

“Hope, you still don't mind calling you chibi again”. Trunks said wiping his mouth and stepping closer to the demi who was turned around and oblivious of his advancing.

 

“No, I don't mind. As long as it is not in public”, he wiped his mouth and turned around only to be pressed back to the stove.

 

“When I want something, I always get it. Granted it's given to me or if I take matters into my own hands. I want you. And I know you want me too, so why don't we just stop the fore play and cut to the chase”, Trunks lips were inches from Goten's.

 

“Are you challenging me Trunks-kun?” Goten said wrapping his legs around his pursuer's waist.

 

“Maybe. I'm always a step ahead of you Chibi”, Trunks lifted Goten off the stove.

 

“On the contrary, I'm not wearing under wear”, Goten said peeling down the loose warm ups to show only bare skin. This drove Trunk over the edge much to Goten's amusement. He was carried off to the bedroom and thrown on to the bed.

 

Their clothes were off in a matter of seconds and Trunks was already slipping on a condom as he hovered above a ready Goten. He'd done this a million times before but it felt different because he wasn't doing it out of profession.

 

“You ready”, Trunks asked, his aching member inches from Goten entrance. With a nod of confirmation he lowered his head and kissed Goten deeper than the ocean. He slid in making Goten break the kiss with a scream of pain. Trunks looked down at him with questioning eyes.

 

“What? You're huge. I could barely feel those centimeter Peter's I've had for customers”, with a chuckle of under standing Trunks slowed his pace.

 

Trunks quickened his pace as a few moments passed. Goten only moaned giving him the pure idea that he was in trouble. Two legs wrpped themselves tighter around his waist giving him a better entrance into the warm hilt.

 

After while Trunks was slamming ruthlessly into his partner making screams, moans and cries pour out of him alike.

 

The man below them had a puzzled look on his face. He'd been wondering where that loud screaming was coming from for the last 6 hours. Sleep was out of the question for him and the rest of the patrons that lived around the love making couple.

 

Trunks was growling like a wild animal. A few thrusts more and Trunks roared loudly at his release. This making Goten moan as he felt a warm sensation inside his heated passage.

 

His own climax could wait. He watched tiredly as Trunks rolled over on his back.

 

“I'm dead”

 

“Just think of me as your walking permission slip”, Goten closed up the space between them as he buried himself under Trunks Protective arms.

 

As the two of them lied in the bed together Trunks felt as if an old flame was being rekindled. The way Goten just fell asleep in his arm showed him that someone put his life in his hands once again and he couldn't mess up. If he were to break Goten's barely repaired heart it would be broken for ever. His soft raven hair was plastered across his bare chest as he slept soundly. The way Goten used to cling to him when they were younger was the way he was snuggled up to him right now. Goten's steady breath slowly lulled him to sleep.

 

_________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________

 

Goten woke slightly to hear water raging through the walls. Trunks was getting ready for work. The sky outside was a dark blue. The digital clock beside him read 4:37.

 

Trunks walked out with only a towel around his waist as he saw Goten slightly awakening from the light of the bathroom.

 

He walked to the bed and ran his fingers through the half asleep figure.

 

Goten soon fell fast asleep once again and Trunks continued getting ready for work.

 

“See you tonight”, he said as he saw chocolate pupils disappear.

 

_______________________

Hope you liked it TTFN!