Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Triangle ❯ Replacing the Irrepleaceble ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer I do not own DBZ or any of its characters.

NC-17 for Yaoi and sexual situations.

Ok for Yuki he's 20 on this fic and not at all an OC, but not a crossover either, and certainly not a Andy Dick (I'm a chick so that wouldn't apply to me ;)… think Ayame from Fruits Baskets with Blonde hair, or a younger version of K-san from Gravitation, or young Liason from Ai no Kusabi, or Nakano from Fushigi Yugi OMG they're so yummy!!

Part VII Replacing the Irreplaceable

"Fine… I can find a moron to fill your shoes anytime I want to!" Trunks roared as he watched the love of his life fly away, " I don't fucking need you…you hear!"

"I don't think so." Bra's voice came from behind, Trunks turned sharply to meet his sister's triumphant expression. "But everyone else can." She continues in a snide little voice. Of all the people in the world to see such a display, it had to be the one he heated the most. Trunks was about to punch her in the gut for being such a bitch… but.

"Bra enough!" Tousan appeared out of where and commanded sharply. Bra regarded him as an ogre, but obeyed; telling Trunks with her eyes that they were not nearly over talking about this. As soon as she was out of sight, Vegeta came over and punched Trunks in the stomach, making him double over in pain.

"What the fuck is wrong with you boy!?" Tousan snapped angrily, not in his usual snot, but really angry. "You dare to embarrass yourself and the name I gave you over pettiness?!" Again he punched and this time Trunks coughed up blood and fell to the ground. He could still feel Bra lurking in the background. The hell was he going to let her make a fool of him. Trunks thought trying to scan around for her.

"Vegeta… don't be so hard on the boy." Goku-san voice came from somewhere.

"Shut up Kakarotto, stay out of this… this is all your brat's fault!" Tousan snapped at his mortal enemy. Hmph… Trunks wished he and Goten were enemies the way their fathers were, they trained together all the time, fought and argued all the time, but at the end of the day everything was alright… if only he and Goten…

"To your room now!" Vegeta directed his wrath towards the boy on the ground once more.

"Tousan, I'm not a child!" Trunks yelled angrily with tears beginning to form in his eyes, his anger was not directed at his father, but himself rather. A kick that threw him back and slammed him against his car was the answer he got from the royal prince.

"I think you've showed us all what a grown man you are. You speak to me that way again boy and I swear I will kill you where you stand."

"Vegeta… let me talk to him." Goku-san intervened.

"I said to stay out Kakarotto, don't tell me how to run my family." Trunks regarded his father coldly, then stood and solemnly walked to his room. As he walked down the hall he heard a small laugh from somewhere in the darkness.

"That explains a lot you know, I thought you too were acting weird towards each other. I just never thought you were actually lovers," Trunks stopped walking but said nothing; refusing to give her any more wood to throw into the fire. " I suppose I should thank you for clearing the way."

"Don't thank me yet…Bra-chan." Trunks responded coldly.

"Why not? For the looks of it, it doesn't seem like you have much hope." Bra came into view; she looked truly demonical from where she stood covered in shadows.

"Hmph…I don't want him anymore, but don't think I'll let you have him either." Trunks continued in the same cold manner.

"I don't think that's your place to decide, but regardless of what you think and even if Goten is still hung on you…. I'll make him mine." Bra's tone was cold and dead serious. War between the two siblings was inevitable. Trunks smirked welcoming it with open arms… he will win the war, of that he was sure. Even if he didn't he'd make sure Bra wound up being nothing more than a sad casualty of it as well.

"Whatever Bra," He said still smirking and continued walking to his room. Bra stood there looking as her brother's figure as he walked away.

She had not been thrilled to witness what she did at all. The way they kissed, so passionate, so intense. As if no one else existed but the two of them. It was the kind of kiss she wanted, the kind she dreamed about since she became so infatuated with the youngest of the Sons. "Damn you Trunks!" she thought then went back to the dining hall where her mother and Chichi-san still waited ignorant to any of what had just happened.

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Trunks came into his room to see Tousan sitting on his stuffed chair. Calmly waiting.

"I hope you're happy boy, your rash, stupid actions brought your own disgrace," Trunks stood looking down to the floor unable to meet his father's gaze. The fact that he was here calm and collected, made Trunks feel even worse than if tousan had continued with his pounding.

"I hope you're not blaming any one but yourself brat. If you play with fire… you will get burn." Vegeta began.

"Tousan…" Trunks looked up.

"I don't have to tell you how disappointed I am, as I don't have to tell you that your chances to get that brat to forgive your stupidity are very slim, I told you once before... if you let him stray… he will."

"I don't know what to do!" Trunks said, finally letting it out in the open, if it showed cowardice and weakness, he didn't care; he was tired and wanted things to go back to the way they were.

"For starters you have to stop behaving like a brat and treat him like an object, you are not eight anymore, things don't fix themselves."

"Like an object?! Trunks repeated softly. "Goten is the most important thing to me." Trunks defended his position.

"You just said it…thing. The day you stop thinking of him as a thing and begin to think of him as a person, that's when things will start to get better." Vegeta spoke looking out the window, as if remembering something. It seemed very unlikely that tousan has ever been through any of this, but yet here he was giving him advice… on love of all things. It made Trunks feel a bit batter. He will figure out a way to get Goten back of that he was sure, but right now, he just wanted to be alone.

"Is not that way at all." Trunks protested lifting his eyes to meet his sire's.

"Trunks!" Tousan snapped, "If you cannot see your own mistakes, then there's not point to even try." The prince got up from the chair and walked to the door. "Do it your way and let me know how it turns out. In the mean time, keep an eye on your sister. Whether I want to admit it or not, I have nothing against Kakarotto's brat. I will not stand in the way… whether is yours or hers, I will not interfere." Then he walked out the door.

"Tousan!" Trunks went after the man who's taught him everything he knew, but he was nowhere in sight. "Thank you." He whispered into the dark and went back into his room.

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Goten flew to the clearing where he and Trunks trained so often. He lay on his back letting the cool of the earth soothe the fire that was consuming him within. Bringing his fingertips to his still burning lips, there was no other thought but the memory… it had been magic. How their lips melded together, their tongues wrestled with each other, their bodies clinging in burning heat, obliterating every thought from his head but one… I love you Trunks… Goten sighted into the wind.

"Is really over?" Goten whispered to the stars above "Before it even started." Childhood memories invaded his mind. Trunks shyly clinging to his mother the first time they came over, slowly peeping from behind her legs to look at the black haired little boy who stared at him with no reserve whatsoever. Memories of them playing behind the fields of Goten's humble forest home, running, laughing, causing mischief; of the time they fought at the Budokai tournament, and then entering the adult division; of the high school years, when they thought they could sweep every girl off their feet, when they thought they were invincible, And finally their most private moments. When they crossed the line between friendship and sexual attraction. When Goten thought nothing could ever come between them. He smiled bitterly at the irony of. "Is it really over?" He voiced out loud once more as a single tear descended from his eye to the cool ground below.

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"Hey… what's up?" Bra spoke into the phone. The unthinkable had happened. Her worst fears were true. Trunks and Goten were at some point lovers. She had thought about it before, but didn't even want to conceive the idea to be real. "Guess what I found out just now." She spoke into the mouthpiece feigning excitement. "Trunks is gay and just broke up with Goten." she listened for a few moments then smirked widely… bull's-eye… she thought triumphaly.

"So you're coming huh? I guess he can use your support." Bra trailed still smiling. "He might want to be alone right now and all though," The voice on the other side spoke excitedly. Men were so predictable thought Bra, she's known for so long how men can be manipulated and molded into perfect tools... it took a lot of years of practicing with papa to perfect her technique, but it was worth it. She listened for a few more moments.

"Alright so I guess I'll see you later… Oh and don't tell Trunks I was the one who told you."

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Goten got home and went to his room ignoring his mother's call. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Otousan telling her to let him be. He thanked the man silently for that; he didn't feel like dealing with anyone, especially his mother.

He came into his room and went directly into the shower, welcoming the scorching hot water and letting it burn the pain and Trunks' scent away. The memory kept on playing itself over and over, he shut his eyes, but no matter what he did to try and avoid it, Trunks' face and that kiss kept on coming back to haunt him…"Trunks"… Goten muted softly, bringing two fingers to touch where Trunks' luscious lips had caressed and burned his own.

Slowly he ran his tongue along the fingers, sucking them, imagining them to be the tongue that wrestled with his until it left him breathless. His other hand followed down the same path as the hot water running down his body, stopping at the very core of his being. A thousand images of the lavender haired god came rushing into his mind's eye, the most prominent one being, of the last day they could call each other friends.

The memory of Trunks on his bed, pleasuring himself before they went to that stupid dinner party that ruined it all. Faster and faster Trunks worked his hand to bring himself to heaven; and he, left on that chair to witness Trunks' ascent heaven. Wanting to follow but too much of a coward to. Goten's' own hands mimicked the actions in unison with the mental picture, calling the one name over and over… Trunks...Trunks… He arched his back feeling the pressure building inside him. His legs wouldn't hold him, and he slipped down the tile wall. Throwing his head back, he let the fingers go and brought that hand to the sweet spot at the small of his back. He never wanted it to end, but if it didn't he would go mad. With his fingernails he scratched his tail spot softly and everything exploded, stripping him of all but one thought.

… "I have to put an end to this!" Trunks was right. He could not live without the lavender haired god. Let pride and everything else go to hell. Goten got out of the shower and dressed quickly, then rushing out of the house… Enough of this non-sense, Trunks you were right, I came to my senses… and I know where to find you.

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"Here you are… what took you so long?" Bra greeted as she opened the door the minute his car parked out front. He got out of the sports convertible. Ever flashy and beautiful, with his long blonde hair, white silky skin and the bluest eyes you ever saw, it was hard to believe he was that baseball player, once mama's lover son.

"Where is he?" He asked as soon as he was in ears reach.

"Nice to see you too Yuki" Bra responded, remembering why it hadn't worked between them. His attitude and the fact that the only reason he went out with her was to get close to Trunks… fucking center of the universe Trunks.

"Sorry, I just couldn't believe it when you told me… we'll talk later, ne Bra-chan?" Yuki said in his velvety voice and went into the house and up the stairs. Once in front of Trunks' door he took a deep breath and knocked, Bra was hiding some distance away watching very intently. She'd wait until Yuki went inside her brother's room, then she'd call Goten… more wood to the fire could only help, she thought. Trunks' door flew open revealing a flushed Trunks. If Bra didn't know better she'd think her brother had been crying.

"Yuki! What are you doing here?" Trunks asked with a mixture of shock and disappointment, as he'd been expecting someone else.

"Hey!," Yuki replied shyly, to others, West Capitol's baseball biggest star son, was arrogant and rude, always looking down. But when it came to Trunks, Yuki was a different person, "I was around, so I thought I'd come and say hello." Yuki continued, looking down as he spoke, a light flush adorned his otherwise pale complexion.

"Yeah… well Bra is not here," Trunks announced dryly and tried to close the door only to have the younger man hold it open.

"I actually came to see you." Yuki said severely afraid Trunks would go away.

" Look, I really appreciate the thought, but I'm kind of busy right now." Trunks began.

"I can wait for you to finish what you're doing, I have nothing to do. Why don't we go clubin' or something." The older demi regarded the blond persistent one annoyed.

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"Fine, come in." Trunks said stepping aside his door to let the taller boy through. What the hell of all people Yuki was doing at his doorstep? Trunks had always known Yuki had a crush on him, it was so obvious, it could literally be written on his forehead for all to see. But he was never as stupid as to come to his door before. The only one who never realized it was Bra. Trunks remembered with an ironic smile how he and Goten had laugh half an hour non-stop when they found out.

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"Oh my god! Fucking Yuki asked Bra out!" Trunks said barely able to keep a straight face.

"No… did she go?" Goten exclaimed shocked.

"Yeah, they're out right now."

"And your dad didn't kill him!? Wasn't Yuki's father your mom's boyfriend before they met.?"

"As far as I know, they were together for a long time, before Tousan came in the picture."

"Wow, and he didn't do anything… Vegeta-san must be going senile."

"Who knows, I bet Bra talked him into it, you know tousan can never say no to that brat."

"Look who's talking… prince of all brats."

"Hey!"

"Anyways, didn't Yuki want you?"

"Yeah."

"So, why the hell is he going out with Bra?"

"You're so dense man, you're lucky I'm your friend and got your back."

"Yeah whatever." Goten smirked mockingly. "Do you think they'll do it?"

"He might make her suck him… that's probably about it."

"Yeah and I bet he'll be yelling your name the whole time… Trunks, Trunks… oh god Trunks!" Goten moaned and whined erotically.

"Shut the fuck up!… do that again but make it Trunks-sama this time."

"Fuck you… suck me and I'll say it all you want!"

"Don't joke like that man… you're hanging with Yuki too much?"

"I don't even like the jerk…he looks like a chick and he's so fucking weak!"

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"Trunks!" Yuki's voice woke him from his reverie. Trunks came out of it and found himself face to face with the younger man, he stood aback not making anything of it.

A knot in his throat formed just from remembering his other half. Trunks didn't know what posed him to let Yuki into is room; he wanted to be alone with his pain so badly… "This is the first time I'm in your room." Yuki kept on saying looking around the spacious room in awe.

"Yeah… don't get too used to it though." Trunks blurted out. Yuki just turned to him and smiled warmly.

"I understand how you feel, that's why I'm here, to cheer you up."

"Cheer me up… what are you talking about?!"

"Bra told me about you and Goten," Trunks was shocked, but not really surprised, so his devilish little sister was already playing her aces.

"Bra doesn't know what she's talking about half the time, I wouldn't listen to her if I were you." Trunks said walking to his window and looking out of it.

"Is fine, I know what it means to be lonely… is not as bad as you might think." Yuki's voice came directly from behind his ear, Trunks turned sharply and Yuki's lips pressed to his own. Trunks' first impulse was to push the conceited brat off him. Instead he closed his eyes remembering the kiss he stole from his love. Suddenly Goten was here, licking his lips, requesting access… he gave it. Trunks brought his arms around broad shoulders, responding in full. He was weak and a coward Trunks knew, but he didn't want to be alone… chibi.

He let himself be carried to his bed, the bed he'd dreamed Goten so many sharing with him. Trunks could feel lips and soft caressed all over his body, he felt his clothes being peeled off, and a soft gasp from somewhere above him.

"You are… so beautiful Trunks" Then a mouth engulfed his manhood, devouring it hungrily. Trunks let out a soft moan grabbing the bobbing head and holding it in place.

"I have dreamed of doing this for so long…" The soft voice kept on marveling, and Trunks just wished it would just go away and get it over with. He needed the release; Trunks arched his back and began moving in time with the mouth working on him, the moans intensified and so did his need for completion. Pressure built inside him, taking him higher and higher, closer and closer to climax. He grabbed the head tighter, moving it up and down in time with his hips.

"Goten…" Trunks let out almost breathlessly and suddenly the mouth left his sex and pressed itself to his dry lips .he could taste himself on the insistent lips.

"I love you… you can call me whatever you want… as long as you're with me." Then Trunks felt his legs being spread apart… No this is wrong! The thought screamed in his mind. He opened his eyes and Goten was gone… no, not gone, he was never there. Instead there was Yuki positioning himself to do what only Goten should have. Trunks pushed Yuki off him and the boy landed sprawled on the fool some yards away. Trunks stood and went to him.

"Why… what's wrong?" The blonde one asked looking very much like the pathetic being that he was.

"Eh… Just because I let you suck me doesn't mean you can have me." Yuki's eyes filled with tears and Trunks felt disgusted, not only for what he almost allowed to happen, but also because of his weakness to stop it sooner. "Stop, don't cry! Be a man for god's sake." Trunks snapped "… I'm going to take a shower, and when I come out you better be gone." And he left, leaving the poor innocent bystander without a word of support.

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Yuki dressed himself slowly, happily. That had gone very well. He had expected Trunks to push him away when he tried to kiss him but… a smile graced the beautiful boy's face as he remembered the feel of Trunks' length in his mouth, the musky scent of the god he's been obsessing about since he was nine, the smoothness of Trunks' skin as he ran his fingertips over it. Yuki pursed his lips regretting a little the fact that Trunks called him Goten. And because he couldn't control himself Trunks realized what was going on and reacted just in time… damn Yuki, you're such an idiot! He admonished himself, but felt confident of his progress. The next time he will let Trunks have him, the way it should be.

Yuki looked around the room one last time and walked to the bed, picking a pair of briefs that were carelessly thrown on it. He smelled them and put them in his pocket as he walked to the door, the least he wanted to do was get Trunks mad… there will be other times. A rapid knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts. Yuki went to it and opened it. More than likely it was fucking Bra, wanting to know what was going on.

"What the hell…" It was not Bra, Yuki couldn't hide his shock as he found himself face to face with the reason of all his suffering… Goten.

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A/N: I don't know about you peoples, but I'm not liking Trunks that much right now… what the hell is wrong with him, playing with people's emotions and all. I say Vegeta should kick his ass and teach him some respect… Oh well I guess is too late for that. We'll just have to wait and see what happens next ne?