Pig\'s Blood on my Runway
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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1,739
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4
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My Gift
This is the second chapter to my G/T fic (Duh) remember to REVIEW!!!!!!!! Because Star loves reviews!!!! ^_^* Read on!!!!
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He stepped out of the door and the late night air brushed against his face. He smiled. As he stepped away from the bar, the music and sound of chating from the warm inside faded. But still, he smiled. Goten was waiting for him at the end of the side walk. It always made Trunks SOOO happy to see his best friend picking him up from a show. Of course, anything was better then Goku.
The young Son smiled as his friend approched. He was wearing a pair of worn, baggy jeans, a sweater of many dark and lush colors, and an old leather jacket. And the glow from his ebony eyes under his messy hair was inchanting.
Trunks could feel himself blush a bit as Goten glanced into his face. He loved it when he did that!
\"Hey, Trunks.\" He pulled the purple haired beauty out of his trance with his words as he leaned closer to the car, crossing his arms. Trunks\' painted lips twisted into a sly smirk as he stared into the younger boy\'s eyes.
\"Hey, beautiful.\" Goten looked to the ground with a sweet smile. The nickname always seemed to make him smile. But soon he looked back up and uncrossed his arms standing straight.
\"Ready to go?\" Trunks nodded. and walked up to the car as Goten climbed in. It was a small, piece of shit car. But it got them somewhere at least. And as long as Trunks could be with Goten, he didn\'t care one bit what they were riding in.
Goten\'s arm reached out and he stuck the bent key into its place next to the wheel. And after turning it a few times, the car finally roared to life. The black haired boy lent back in the dark green seat and pulled up into the street.
Trunks smiled at him as they began to drive.
The older boy turned his head to the window and stareed out at the falling snow. He loved the winter. It reminded him of brighter times, ones that didn\'t fade. Snow ball fights, nights by the fire, Christmas,.
A frown came to his face. Even that was being tainted. This whole thing with Goku had been going on for about three years now and to him it was hard to believe. It was almost like \'God\' wanted them to suffer. The sayian always had so many wonderful opprtunities to do as he pleased with Trunks and his mother. His grandparents were constantly on business trips........ They didn\'t want to give up the company just yet (in my fic Mrs. Briefs is gonna be running the company with her hubby.) And His father was always off training, Bra was too busy with a social life to care about anyone else but herself. To Trunks it just didn\'t seem fair that this had to happen to them, but he put up with it. For his mother. Because it supposidly made her happy. Because of what Goku might to to her if Trunks did open his mouth to someone, especially Vegeta........
\"I got you something.\" The purple haired boy looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
\"How come? It\'s not my birthday. And Christmas is over a month away.\" Goten glanced down at the stearing wheel, gripping it a little tightly.
\"I dunno...... Just \'cause, I guess. It made me think of you when I saw it.\" Goten looked back up as the car slid onto a dirt road. Trunks smiled.
\"Then thank you.\" There was silence for a moment before Goten pulled into an abandoned parking lot. He turned the car off and both of the boys stepped out.
Goten closed his door and Trunks bent over, reaching into the back seat. Finally, his fingers ran across his big leather bag and he pulled it out before closing his door.
The older boy stood and glanced around their surroundings, joy dancing on his features. He loved this place. Him and Goten came here a lot, mostly in the summer, but no matter what season they managed to visit. It was a park. But no one really knew about, it was very succluded. there was old playground equitment of all sorts and if you walked into the trees a little farther, ther was a huge pond with a set of tall swings and a picnic table next to it. Yes, this was a beautiful place.
Trunks looked over at the cement building with a faded sign next to it that said, \'Restrooms\'. The teen lifted his arm and ponted at it.
\"I\'m gonna go change, ok?\" Goten nodded back at him and then watched the older boy make his way to the small dwelling.
The Son grinned to himself. Trunks was so graceful....... and beautiful........and perfect......and.....
\'Whoa, why am I thinking this!?\' his mind scremed at him. \'He\'s my best friend......... Not my lover.\' Goten shook his head and sighed as he lifted his hand to stroke the brige of his nose.
He had been having thoughts like this for sometime now..... but he didn\'t know why. He could admit that his friend made a very pretty girl, but it still wasn\'t as beautiful to him as Trunks. Just plain old Trunks. And now adays, nothing seemed more beautiful then that, nothing.
But he wasn\'t gay!! For God\'s sake he had a different chick by his side almost ever other week! There was no way he really wanted Trunks.......... was there?
After a few moments Trunks walked out of the stone doorway of the restrooms and he was himself again. No dress, no makeup, no wig........ Nothing. Just Trunks in his own pair of jeans and longsleved, black shirt.
He flicked back his lavender hair slyly as he neared his friend. God, he was beautiful! His eyes were a piercing blue, lined in black and coated with thick lashes, and above his thick brows were three silver hoops each. His cheek bones were highly set under his pale skin. And a sharp nose that was also pierced, along with his lip........ Oh, his lips........ Goten loved his lips. Soft, lush and pink.........and the way they curved over that royal smirk.....
Goten felt himself shiver. But still he tried to tell himself it was the cold.
\"So how about that gift? Do I get it now, or are you just gonna sit there and stare all day?\" Goten looked up at him and blushed. Trunks crossed his arms and smirked, the moonlight glowed on his sharp features.
\"Uh..... Yeah, s-sorry, Trunks.\" He placed his hand behind his head and laughed lightly. Trunks shivered. \'Goku does that........\' But the teen quickly brushed the thought aside. He wasn\'t going to let Goku ruin what he had with Goten. It was all he had now.
The black haired boy walked over to his trunk and then pulled out his keys. He unlocked it and lifted the lid. Trunks could see him fishing around in the dark and he grinned.
\'Silly Goten.\'
Finally, he pulled out a blood red bag with black and silver tissue paper sprouting from the top. The younger boy shut the trunk and held the bag at his side.
Trunks reached out and snatched it away.
\"Come on!!!! lets open it!!\" with his free hand he grabbed the suprised Goten\'s arm and draged him through the trees and into the clearing of the pond.
Goten gasped at the site before him. The pond was frozen over, the moonlight hitting it perfectly. And everything else was covered in untouched snow. It was a winter wounderland.
Trunks pulled him over to the picnic table and plopped down.
The oldest boy glanced up at his friend before ripping through the tissue paper. His eyes lit up in suprise. There was a jewlry box. He reached into the brigth colored bag and pulled it out. Slowy he opened it.
The purple haired beauty couldn\'t help but smile at the gift he had just recived. It was a finly crafted white gold dragon snaked around a crimson crystal. and in the stone it read, \'G&T 4 EVER\'.
\"I know it\'s nothing much, but I saw the design and I thought of you........ since you like dragons so much and all.\" Goten stared at the ground, his cheeks tented red.
Trunks looked up at him in disbelif. Quickly he jumped from were he was sitting and wrapped his arms around the taller boy, hugging him tightly.
\"Are you kidding!? This is t-the best gift I\'ve ever gotten!!!! I love it SOO much! Thank you...\" Tears were in his eyes as he spoke and Goten gave him a curious look, but after a few moments he smiled and hugged him back.
Trunks held tightly to his necklace and inside he was dancing. After a while he wasn\'t sure if anyoen cared anymore. If anyone would ever ask if he was ok again. But now he was sure that someone loved him. And he knew that Goten would never run off with some girl, or leave for a different life........ The two would be together forever.................. He knew it.
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Ok, there is chappy 2!!!! Everybody go YAHHHHH!!! Til next time, JAM OUT!!!!! ^_^*
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He stepped out of the door and the late night air brushed against his face. He smiled. As he stepped away from the bar, the music and sound of chating from the warm inside faded. But still, he smiled. Goten was waiting for him at the end of the side walk. It always made Trunks SOOO happy to see his best friend picking him up from a show. Of course, anything was better then Goku.
The young Son smiled as his friend approched. He was wearing a pair of worn, baggy jeans, a sweater of many dark and lush colors, and an old leather jacket. And the glow from his ebony eyes under his messy hair was inchanting.
Trunks could feel himself blush a bit as Goten glanced into his face. He loved it when he did that!
\"Hey, Trunks.\" He pulled the purple haired beauty out of his trance with his words as he leaned closer to the car, crossing his arms. Trunks\' painted lips twisted into a sly smirk as he stared into the younger boy\'s eyes.
\"Hey, beautiful.\" Goten looked to the ground with a sweet smile. The nickname always seemed to make him smile. But soon he looked back up and uncrossed his arms standing straight.
\"Ready to go?\" Trunks nodded. and walked up to the car as Goten climbed in. It was a small, piece of shit car. But it got them somewhere at least. And as long as Trunks could be with Goten, he didn\'t care one bit what they were riding in.
Goten\'s arm reached out and he stuck the bent key into its place next to the wheel. And after turning it a few times, the car finally roared to life. The black haired boy lent back in the dark green seat and pulled up into the street.
Trunks smiled at him as they began to drive.
The older boy turned his head to the window and stareed out at the falling snow. He loved the winter. It reminded him of brighter times, ones that didn\'t fade. Snow ball fights, nights by the fire, Christmas,.
A frown came to his face. Even that was being tainted. This whole thing with Goku had been going on for about three years now and to him it was hard to believe. It was almost like \'God\' wanted them to suffer. The sayian always had so many wonderful opprtunities to do as he pleased with Trunks and his mother. His grandparents were constantly on business trips........ They didn\'t want to give up the company just yet (in my fic Mrs. Briefs is gonna be running the company with her hubby.) And His father was always off training, Bra was too busy with a social life to care about anyone else but herself. To Trunks it just didn\'t seem fair that this had to happen to them, but he put up with it. For his mother. Because it supposidly made her happy. Because of what Goku might to to her if Trunks did open his mouth to someone, especially Vegeta........
\"I got you something.\" The purple haired boy looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
\"How come? It\'s not my birthday. And Christmas is over a month away.\" Goten glanced down at the stearing wheel, gripping it a little tightly.
\"I dunno...... Just \'cause, I guess. It made me think of you when I saw it.\" Goten looked back up as the car slid onto a dirt road. Trunks smiled.
\"Then thank you.\" There was silence for a moment before Goten pulled into an abandoned parking lot. He turned the car off and both of the boys stepped out.
Goten closed his door and Trunks bent over, reaching into the back seat. Finally, his fingers ran across his big leather bag and he pulled it out before closing his door.
The older boy stood and glanced around their surroundings, joy dancing on his features. He loved this place. Him and Goten came here a lot, mostly in the summer, but no matter what season they managed to visit. It was a park. But no one really knew about, it was very succluded. there was old playground equitment of all sorts and if you walked into the trees a little farther, ther was a huge pond with a set of tall swings and a picnic table next to it. Yes, this was a beautiful place.
Trunks looked over at the cement building with a faded sign next to it that said, \'Restrooms\'. The teen lifted his arm and ponted at it.
\"I\'m gonna go change, ok?\" Goten nodded back at him and then watched the older boy make his way to the small dwelling.
The Son grinned to himself. Trunks was so graceful....... and beautiful........and perfect......and.....
\'Whoa, why am I thinking this!?\' his mind scremed at him. \'He\'s my best friend......... Not my lover.\' Goten shook his head and sighed as he lifted his hand to stroke the brige of his nose.
He had been having thoughts like this for sometime now..... but he didn\'t know why. He could admit that his friend made a very pretty girl, but it still wasn\'t as beautiful to him as Trunks. Just plain old Trunks. And now adays, nothing seemed more beautiful then that, nothing.
But he wasn\'t gay!! For God\'s sake he had a different chick by his side almost ever other week! There was no way he really wanted Trunks.......... was there?
After a few moments Trunks walked out of the stone doorway of the restrooms and he was himself again. No dress, no makeup, no wig........ Nothing. Just Trunks in his own pair of jeans and longsleved, black shirt.
He flicked back his lavender hair slyly as he neared his friend. God, he was beautiful! His eyes were a piercing blue, lined in black and coated with thick lashes, and above his thick brows were three silver hoops each. His cheek bones were highly set under his pale skin. And a sharp nose that was also pierced, along with his lip........ Oh, his lips........ Goten loved his lips. Soft, lush and pink.........and the way they curved over that royal smirk.....
Goten felt himself shiver. But still he tried to tell himself it was the cold.
\"So how about that gift? Do I get it now, or are you just gonna sit there and stare all day?\" Goten looked up at him and blushed. Trunks crossed his arms and smirked, the moonlight glowed on his sharp features.
\"Uh..... Yeah, s-sorry, Trunks.\" He placed his hand behind his head and laughed lightly. Trunks shivered. \'Goku does that........\' But the teen quickly brushed the thought aside. He wasn\'t going to let Goku ruin what he had with Goten. It was all he had now.
The black haired boy walked over to his trunk and then pulled out his keys. He unlocked it and lifted the lid. Trunks could see him fishing around in the dark and he grinned.
\'Silly Goten.\'
Finally, he pulled out a blood red bag with black and silver tissue paper sprouting from the top. The younger boy shut the trunk and held the bag at his side.
Trunks reached out and snatched it away.
\"Come on!!!! lets open it!!\" with his free hand he grabbed the suprised Goten\'s arm and draged him through the trees and into the clearing of the pond.
Goten gasped at the site before him. The pond was frozen over, the moonlight hitting it perfectly. And everything else was covered in untouched snow. It was a winter wounderland.
Trunks pulled him over to the picnic table and plopped down.
The oldest boy glanced up at his friend before ripping through the tissue paper. His eyes lit up in suprise. There was a jewlry box. He reached into the brigth colored bag and pulled it out. Slowy he opened it.
The purple haired beauty couldn\'t help but smile at the gift he had just recived. It was a finly crafted white gold dragon snaked around a crimson crystal. and in the stone it read, \'G&T 4 EVER\'.
\"I know it\'s nothing much, but I saw the design and I thought of you........ since you like dragons so much and all.\" Goten stared at the ground, his cheeks tented red.
Trunks looked up at him in disbelif. Quickly he jumped from were he was sitting and wrapped his arms around the taller boy, hugging him tightly.
\"Are you kidding!? This is t-the best gift I\'ve ever gotten!!!! I love it SOO much! Thank you...\" Tears were in his eyes as he spoke and Goten gave him a curious look, but after a few moments he smiled and hugged him back.
Trunks held tightly to his necklace and inside he was dancing. After a while he wasn\'t sure if anyoen cared anymore. If anyone would ever ask if he was ok again. But now he was sure that someone loved him. And he knew that Goten would never run off with some girl, or leave for a different life........ The two would be together forever.................. He knew it.
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Ok, there is chappy 2!!!! Everybody go YAHHHHH!!! Til next time, JAM OUT!!!!! ^_^*