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Needing Truth	By : Kyoshi-AngelofArtisan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1970 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Four: Trunks’ POV

I tossed the school uniform on to the bed. Chuckling at the two brothers who were still laying on the floor. I missed seeing Goten so happy. The whole week he had been depressed and worried about Gohan being in a coma that I nearly forgot how much I like his smile, need his care free nature. “Goten you need to get off him. We have to get ready for school. Breakfast will be downstairs waiting for us along with Gohan.” I said causing to boy to pout but get off his brother who smiled and ruffled Goten’s hair promising to be waiting downstairs for him.

I walked over to him and pulled him to me, titling his face up to look at mine. “Relax ‘Ten he’s not going anywhere till mom give him a clean bill of health, even then he wouldn’t leave you behind.” I whispered to him before pressing my lips to his. It wasn’t anything new for us. It only ever occurred in my room or his when no one was with us and usually when he’s pouting about something. His body was tense then melted into mine. I knew Gohan and dad figured out that we had a deeper bond then friendship but it didn’t seem to bother them one bit.

“I know but he just came out of it and yet I can’t spend the day with him since we have to go to school that Vegeta booked us for training for the tournament this evening.” He whined softly just as I pulled back slightly. I pressed my lips against his again. After two or three kisses he would stop pouting. I didn’t want to go through the normal route with him. I parted my lips slightly against his and licked the line of where his lips meet one another. He stiffened against me again. I kept running my tongue along the line. Soon as his lips parted I slipped my tongue into his mouth, brushing it against his tongue. He leaned into me more; holding onto my shoulders for support. I tighten my hold on him so he wouldn’t fall as he shyly brushed his tongue against mine, unsure what to do. In truth I didn’t either though. Slowly I pulled back from the kiss and held him close to me.

“You’ll get time to see him tonight Goten, I promise you, for now let’s just get ready for school and grab something to eat” I said as I stepped away from him quickly changing out of my pajama’s and into the dorky school uniform. He did the same, both of us finishing at the same time. He grabbed his hair brush before heading to the washroom while I combed mine out and headed down stairs.

Walking into the kitchen I notice Gohan was reading from his school text book while working on the homework he missed over the past week, mom was watching him intently. “Piccolo’s going to be mad at you, mom, if you keep staring at Gohan like that.” I said sitting next to him as he reached for his mug of coffee not bothering to look up from his reading or stop writing. I just blinked watching him, impressed with how he could do that. “God, you’re a bookworm Gohan” I said with a nervous laugh.

“I’m not looking at him like ‘that’ Trunks”

“It comes with practice”

I blinked both talked at the same time. I rolled my eyes at them. “Yeah mom you where, it’s the same look you give Dad before you two have sex” while it got Gohan to look up from the book and at me while mom choked on her coffee. I blinked not getting what was so shocking about it.

“It’s not that big of a deal...we hear lots of things; like about how the Mating ritual is suppose to go and the risk involved with it, what dominate and transfer males are, about Vegeta being in love with dad. We hear a lot more than you think” I heard Goten say as he walked into the room sitting on my left side. I found it funny that he could only eat if he was sitting on my left, yet he could only sleep if he was sleeping on my right side.

Gohan laughed shaking his head as mom put a plate of eggs and toast in front on the table fallowed by bacon, sausages and fruit smoothies before us. “At least it saves time on explaining things to you two” Gohan said getting up to grab more coffee. I notice mom watching Gohan again. “Relax Trunks, there is nothing your mom could do to make me sleep with her, I’m gay and I have a mate that I love. Beside it would kill me to sleep around on Piccolo, which would be going against her trying to save my life.” Gohan said winking at mom. I never seen him this happy in my life. It was like he didn’t have a care in the world. Mating with Piccolo really did wonders for him. I couldn’t help but wonder if sex with the man was really that good. Out of the corner of my eye I notice Goten was already digging into breakfast. I couldn’t resist joining him before he ate it all.

“Don’t forget you two; we’re training for the tournament when you get home. Gohan we’re training soon as Bulma says you’re healthy.” I heard dad growl out as he walked into the room. I laughed at his single mindedness. I guess he had to be, it was the only thing that kind of kept him going after Goku died. I nodded as I ate and he sat down on the other side of Gohan.

“So, do you know where Piccolo went to? He’s here every night but never during the day. I wanted to talk to him about some things.” I choked on my mouthful. The only one who could ever get that man to talk really was Gohan otherwise he was a cold distant man who said the minimal amount that he could get away with.

“He said he was going to Hell to take care of things” Gohan said like it was a normal everyday thing for the man to do. He blinked looking up at all of us when we stopped eating to look at him. “What? It’s what he told me rate before he left and Bulma came in to check on me, though I wanted to sleep.”

“No living person in their right mind would go to Hell. It’s a one way trip” Dad grunted out. He was just as bad as Piccolo for the not talking thing which I guess is why their close friends. They get one another without having to talk much and when they do talk they get right to it, avoiding the small talk. I felt Goten slide his hand into my hand under the table hold onto it. I gently squeezed his hand watching Gohan, willing my expression to stay the same.

“He said he’d be back this evening, I’m not worried about it, Piccolo never breaks his word.” He sounded so confident about it but his eyes gave away his worried and fear. He was trying so hard to make things turn out for the best, for everyone, for so long I think he forgot how to just be himself and relax. He was always on edge about something. Till this morning than we had to ruin it for him.

“Anyways, Goten and I will be waiting for you by the car mom” I said before finishing off my drink and leaving the room with Goten not far behind me. I swear that he could be a puppy some days. Together we headed upstairs grabbed our backpacks.

“Was it just me or did Gohan seem relaxed up till your mom asked about where Piccolo was?” Goten asked so softly that I gave paused and looked at him blinking. He was leaning on the door frame to my room watching me with large, pleading dark eyes. As if he was begging me to say I saw the same so that he wouldn’t be the only one going crazy. The sad thing was is that Gohan did seem relaxed till Piccolo was brought up, then he went back to being the Gohan I knew; the one that was always trying to make things right, always trying to be one step ahead of everything, so that nothing could go wrong.

“I saw it too ‘Ten. Don’t worry so much about it, Gohan and Piccolo will work things out and things will settle into a new norm and things will be fine, you’ll see” I said trying to comfort him. I’m guessing that unlike Gohan, Goten and I who grew up knowing what he was, made it easy for us to accept our deepening feelings for each other. It also explained why I was so protective of him all the time. For him he learned the info at as a pre-teen along with Piccolo. Shortly after Piccolo left, Gohan learned everything else he could about what he was in those three years Piccolo was gone. The whole time he lost hope with every day that passed that he would be with the man. I doubt he would say anything to Piccolo about it but there were days I really did think that it would be the last time that I would see him alive. He would be so pale with dark begs under his eyes. I grabbed our bags, hand him his bag, taking his hand I lead him to the front door to grab our coats and put on our shoes, trying not to think about the drama going on in Gohan’s life.

“Gohan, I really think you should stay here at least till your schooling is finished.”

“Did you ever stop to think that maybe I never wanted to go to school and be a scholar? That I was happiest when I was living off the land away from the rest of humanity? That I don’t want to deal with people who aren’t on the team.”

I looked at Goten and sighed. I think that I rather take a day at school then listen to mom and Gohan argue about things. Both were too stubborn to let go of their points but in this case, I sided with Gohan. I wouldn’t want to deal with pure humans after what his mother did to him. I ushered Goten out of the house. “If mom doesn’t come out here in 15 minutes, I get dad to call us in sick and spend the day training with him.” I said walking over to the car. He nodded leaning on the car beside me. He looked so lost in though. It wasn’t like he was spacing, looking like an air head but he looked so focused and yet he wasn’t focused at all. I set the alarm on my watch to go off in 15, signalling the wait time was up.

“Hey Trunks...what’s going to happen during the year you’re in high school and I’m not, along with the year after you graduate?” I blinked looking at him. That’s what he was thinking about. “What happens to us then?” I blinked not knowing how to answer him. I didn’t know that the future held.

“I don’t know ‘Ten but we’ll get through it, together” I said taking a hold of his hand. He held onto it desperately. “I promise ‘Ten I’m not going to leave you alone” I said smiling at the smaller boy. Trying to bring back that joy he held earlier this morning. He smiled back at me, his eyes promising the same thing as my watch went off; causing us both to grin, no school for us today. We ran in to find dad who would gladly call in so that he could spend the day training us for the tournament.
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