Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The things we do ❯ Saiyan Moment in Time ( Chapter 14 )

The Things We Do

Saiyan: Moment in time

I can contemplate my life; I have money, fame, and notoriety. However, I do not have romance. I have loved people, I have engaged in relationships, but they weren't the lovey dovey type. I do have friendships. The closets of those to love, is the love I have for Goten as my brother; Bra as my sister, and Pan. I use to refer to her (Pan) as my little sister, then later as my best friend. That was what I use tell myself.

I was an empty shell of a man living my life in its duplicity. The lies I weaved were for my family's protection. Everything else I did was for the pleasure it gave me. The only thing I liked was fucking. I loved fucking people over and taken from them money. I never did this without honor. In business my products I create and sell are superior. I never cheated anyone of anything. When it came to sex, I never promised myself to anyone; male or female I gave and received the same amount. I was lavished in gifts, begged and bartered for. I am not boasting, but gay or straight, married, young or old I never displeased. I loved every fucking minute of it. But no one could hold my attention. No one mattered. It was only sex. I wasn't even sure if I preferred one sex over the other and the beauty; the headiness of being wanted and hated and loved; that was my life. I was ruling my kingdom; until I ran into a Saiyan.

Though my father had to go get me from Bangkok, I didn't really want to hear what he was saying to me. I got `it' that my hormones were ruling me and I was causing embarrassment for my mother and her company; the company she was schooling me to take over; but the thrill of it was too powerful to let go.

A complication was that my best friend was just starting to go through that change that affects Saiyans. Here it was the one person I was closet to at that time having a drive of sexual awareness that I had. What could be more exciting then to have the one person bent over with a needy look as I impaled his sweet ass? My cock ached at that thought.

Before my father could beat sense into my muddled mind and before I tagged my best friend someone else stopped me, caught me in an intimate situation and beat me. Then he taught me a lesson I would not soon forget.

In the area where we use to fight as children not far form the shadow of the great mountain of Paozu, I had cornered and caught my best friend. Kissing Goten for the first time was sweet and exciting. I was hard and excited. Goten could give as hard I could. That was what I kept thinking. Goten was more excited than me I think. He was so ready to take me and for a moment I thought that love might have found me yet. But then I was ripped from his grasp. There are only a small few who could toss me so ungraciously.

Goten was sent home with a warning to stay away from me. There is only one person who Goten would obey without a peep of protest.

Reliving that moment would have normally caused a rush of embarrassment. The ass kicking I received should have been embarrassing enough. However, it was not the ass beating that gave me pause. Gohan was in all his glory, and that set my heart swirling. There were times when I had believed my father that Gohan had become a nerd and had stopped sparring. He beat me. As I had been about to pass out he took a sensu bean from his Gi and smashed it into my mouth. I hadn't expected to be in awe of the man. I knew what he had been capable of. I had become complacent in my judgment of him.

The healing happened so fast that I was back to my normal self, before I realized that kicking my ass wasn't the only thing he had in store for me. Then it happened, “I can't let you take Goten like that. I know how it is Trunks; I know better than anyone how desirable you are. I also know that no matter what you think now, that you won't be with Goten only, you will break his heart. He is not like you. Goten would love you and you are not capable right now to be the one for him. I wasn't sure if you were going to be like him. ”

I died. Inside I could feel the truth of Gohan's words. Though I could feel a love for my best friend, even I knew then that I would and could not be. Goten would fall in love with me. I would hurt one of the most important people in my life. And the truth was in the know that Mira had done just that to Gohan. What happened next rocked my world.

“I loved you long ago in another life. It was déjà vu today when I saw you two. That was me, in love with my hero. It's been fifteen years Trunks. For fifteen years I have watched you grow and mature and turn into that man.”

I had been like Mira. Gohan was talking about me. I don't know if I made a move first or he did. But the next thing I knew I was bent over being taken by Gohan. All the pain and suffering Gohan had lived through, the love he had had for my other self poured through every thrust. It was as though he was exercising his demons, the demon Mira had help to create. Gohan had been a young man at eleven. Kami was he a beautiful man. Sex is a powerful thing, and being a Saiyan has its privileges. Most would make us out as monsters, we are just different.

It shook me that Gohan had to live those years, and for a moment I wondered if he would leave his wife and pursue me. I had never had anyone love me with that much passion. Then I realized that I had only been a receptacle of Gohan's love and punishment. He went back home to his wife and his daughter. The next time I saw him there was nothing there. He had slayed that demon and moved on with true happiness. It was how he looked at his daughter that made me realize that family was the most important. Pan had reaffirmed that Gohan had made the right choices in his life. She was his joy. It made me look at her in a new light. She was an amazing child, happy, carefree, and a little wild. I had to go home and see that Bra was more than just a little princess. She too had captured my father the same.

Terrance became my outlet, for my drive didn't abate. It would be a long time before I wasn't ruled by the part of my heritage. I never forgot how Gohan had suffered, we never spoke of it. I am not sure of all the nuances, but I could only guess what had transpired in the past. It did give me pause. One day I could have what Gohan achieved. I was not destined to be alone and not find love. My father had. Goten had. Months ago I feared that I was condemned for being my father's son. But I had overlooked the one person I had been charged to look out for.

In the years when I channeled my desired more into the business and less into the `life' I began to come to terms with my other half. And that was when Pan literally snuck into my life. While in space, trying to save our world, we banded together and depended on each other for our survival. If we failed we might as well not return home for there would be nothing to go home to. However, we would have come back to suffer the fate of the ones we had been trying to protect. This had a profound affect on people.

I embraced my family. Savoring in their love for I didn't know if romantic love would ever come my way. While gone, however, Bra had come into her own heat. I didn't see the entirety of it, but I witnessed love. The love I once though that I could have had for Goten, was the romance he deserved, with Bra.

I looked around and I had Pan. She had become my comrade in arms; nothing more. I remembered how Gohan kicked my ass protecting Goten; what would he do to me if I pursued Pan? It wouldn't end as well as it did the first time. My affections for the young Saiyan remained that. I was thankful at that time that I was not interested in her. I was thankful that our time in space had made it impossible for any romance. I was thankful that I had matured and been able to handle my urges. And that was where I stayed; stuck in the pervasive bubble. Then she grew up. I wasn't expecting to turn and see her look more like a women then the tomboy. I wished for the tomboys return. Every time I looked at her I had to catch my breath. I wished she was that little girl I baby sat for. I wished she was the one who had my back when we fought to save the world. I never wanted to corrupt her, hurt her, and change what she was to me. I love her on so many levels. But just like then, even now I feel what is happening. I can't explain how it feels to be with her. I can't explain how it feels to know that she is with me now, in this way. Gohan has trusted her with me; knowing full and well what I am. That is what has me worried. The one person that I could fall in love with, I am halfway their; she is, I am in for it. I thought sex would give her direction. But as she got up to shower, I could feel her hunger. I should have been more careful with her. It is happening. I am bonding to her, we have been so close for so long, and I don't think exchanging blood rites will matter. This is the beginning and I should be happy. However, she is craving something more that I had ever had. This wont is a flowery thing. There will be blood. I have visions of that. But I can't leave her. I don't think she has realized yet. I am almost her slave; a slave to her need. Whatever it is she needs to be fulfilled I will do it. I have no choice I am going to have to be with her every step of the way; just as Goten is with Bra and her little adventures. I laugh when I think of her wanting to know if we are like `dating'. Oh fucking Kami!

The door bell rang. Trunks sensed who it was. Well he thought it was only a matter of time.

He opened the door to let Bra and Goten into the suite. “Are you guys hungry?” he asked knowing that he would feel better with some lunch.