Romance Evolving
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
4,585
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 6 (still no good title)
The next day, they continued to hang out at Capsule Corporation, playing more video games or sparring in the gravity chamber (this brought a grunt of approval from Vegeta, pleased to see they weren't totally neglecting their training). Afterwards, they took a shower, with plenty of groping, which had become a routine feature of their showering nowadays.
"So what do you want to do now?" Trunks asked as they quick-dried themselves with ki.
"How about dinner and a movie? I think that new one with the island full of dinosaurs comes out today."
"Sounds good. Our first date as a couple, mm?" He grinned, and Goten blushed and smiled.
"Where do you want to eat?"
"Oh, anywhere with those four magic words."
"All you can eat?"
"Those would be the ones."
***
One of the downsides to being a member of the world's richest family, Trunks had found, was the inability to go anywhere in West City without being stared at, fussed over, and having to continually blink to get the paparazzi's camera flashes out of his eyes. Even Goten was something of a minor celebrity, if only as Trunks's friend and the Great Saiyaman's brother.
So it was they found themselves flying to East city, on the other side of the world. It had been reconstructed quite well since Nappa destroyed it over two decades ago, now all bright shiny towers. In contrast with its glittering new appearance, much of the population had become more contemplative and less materialistic, due to hazy memories of a year spent dead.
It was, therefore, due to distance in both geography and attitudes that they received only the briefest of glances when they walked into what a travel brochure had described as the best all-you-can-eat in East City. They were shown to a booth just a couple of minutes afterward. They ordered their drinks and looked through the menus, though only ceremonially, as they already knew what they were going to get.
After both ordering the Grand All You Can Eat Everything, they smiled at each other, feeling unusually awkward. They just continued to smile at one another for a few moments, until their drinks arrived.
Trunks broke the ice. "Um."
"Um?"
"I think we've found ourselves in a little dilemma. Can you guess what it might be?"
Goten pondered for a few moments. "That usually people go on dates to find out more about each other...and we already know everything there is to know about each other?"
"That's what I was thinking."
"Good." He thought some more. "Well...maybe we don't need to say anything?"
"And that's what I was thinking."
They ate in silence...but it spoke volumes.
***
They received quite a few more looks when they left, a couple of hours and about a hundred dishes later.
The owner was cursing them for almost cleaning out his stock. Then he saw the 20,000 zeni tip they had left--and the extra 20,000 they had left just for him, with a note thanking him for the "special accomodations."
They walked to the movie theater a couple of blocks away and bought two tickets. They pushed through the crowds, bought all the nachos they could carry from the concession stand, and found their way to their favorite seats, the two in the back row, directly in the middle, right below the projector. They softly held one another's hand and chit-chatted, about how good the food had been, about how this movie was surely going to rock, about how fun this night had been so far...
They quieted down when the previews started, aside from comments like "We've got to see that one" or "Man, that looks so incredibly lame." Then the Feature Presentation began, and they sat back to enjoy the movie. They may have been supernaturally strong half-aliens who could fly and vaporize entire mountain ranges, but they still loved a good action movie because, as Trunks would have put it, "just because we like cock doesn't make us pussies."
At one point in the film, an athletic fit woman with very expansive breasts, wearing nothing but a bikini bottom, walked out of the ocean, her body glistening as the water ran down her skin, highlighting her every curve. The boys both moaned in stimulation, and felt their pants get quite a bit tighter. Goten leaned over to whisper in Trunks's ear.
"Is it wrong to tell my boyfriend I want to take her?"
"Only if you don't share." Their hands found their way into each other's laps, softly stroking and caressing their bulges as they continued to watch the woman on the silver screen. Just a few minutes later, she was fleeing from a pack of velociraptors, and as she was still topless, there was much jiggling and bouncing involved. This only made their bulges even more evident, and they kissed one another steamily, as they continued to rub one another and watch the film.
A few hours, many harrowing escapes, and quite a few erotic scenes later, the last of the credits were rolling. Everyone else had filed out of the theater, but Trunks and Goten had remained behind, unrecognized, making out lustily, in no mood to leave anytime soon.
"I'll be right back," Trunks moaned as he broke off from the kiss. "Don't go anywhere."
***
There were, of course, infinitely more upsides than downsides to being a member of the world's richest family, he told Goten when he returned a few minutes later. One of them was that, as Capsule Corp. made more than half of everything in the world, they were almost ludicrously rich. So his mom didn't even bat an eye at cash withdrawals of less than ten million zeni. So he had no worries at all about giving the manager and the projectionist 500,000 zeni each for a "private showing" of the movie, just he and his friend.
The movie had barely even begun before their clothes hit the floor.
***
It was 3:00 A.M., West City time, when they arrived back at Capsule Corporation. They were so tired they simply went to the bedroom, climbed into bed, and dropped off straight into sleep. A few hours later Bulma decided to check on them. She opened the door, which for once they had forgotten to lock.
She had to smile. They were cuddled so close together under the sheet...it was so, so cute. They'd always slept this way, and apparently that had never changed. She took a quick picture because she couldn't resist having a copy.
As she left, her brain may have been telling her that no, they had never slept cuddled together before, they had always been sprawled all over the bed. If it did, she quietly ignored it. And if her brain told her that in fact, this was very similar to how she and Vegeta slept together--that message she didn't even hear.
"So what do you want to do now?" Trunks asked as they quick-dried themselves with ki.
"How about dinner and a movie? I think that new one with the island full of dinosaurs comes out today."
"Sounds good. Our first date as a couple, mm?" He grinned, and Goten blushed and smiled.
"Where do you want to eat?"
"Oh, anywhere with those four magic words."
"All you can eat?"
"Those would be the ones."
***
One of the downsides to being a member of the world's richest family, Trunks had found, was the inability to go anywhere in West City without being stared at, fussed over, and having to continually blink to get the paparazzi's camera flashes out of his eyes. Even Goten was something of a minor celebrity, if only as Trunks's friend and the Great Saiyaman's brother.
So it was they found themselves flying to East city, on the other side of the world. It had been reconstructed quite well since Nappa destroyed it over two decades ago, now all bright shiny towers. In contrast with its glittering new appearance, much of the population had become more contemplative and less materialistic, due to hazy memories of a year spent dead.
It was, therefore, due to distance in both geography and attitudes that they received only the briefest of glances when they walked into what a travel brochure had described as the best all-you-can-eat in East City. They were shown to a booth just a couple of minutes afterward. They ordered their drinks and looked through the menus, though only ceremonially, as they already knew what they were going to get.
After both ordering the Grand All You Can Eat Everything, they smiled at each other, feeling unusually awkward. They just continued to smile at one another for a few moments, until their drinks arrived.
Trunks broke the ice. "Um."
"Um?"
"I think we've found ourselves in a little dilemma. Can you guess what it might be?"
Goten pondered for a few moments. "That usually people go on dates to find out more about each other...and we already know everything there is to know about each other?"
"That's what I was thinking."
"Good." He thought some more. "Well...maybe we don't need to say anything?"
"And that's what I was thinking."
They ate in silence...but it spoke volumes.
***
They received quite a few more looks when they left, a couple of hours and about a hundred dishes later.
The owner was cursing them for almost cleaning out his stock. Then he saw the 20,000 zeni tip they had left--and the extra 20,000 they had left just for him, with a note thanking him for the "special accomodations."
They walked to the movie theater a couple of blocks away and bought two tickets. They pushed through the crowds, bought all the nachos they could carry from the concession stand, and found their way to their favorite seats, the two in the back row, directly in the middle, right below the projector. They softly held one another's hand and chit-chatted, about how good the food had been, about how this movie was surely going to rock, about how fun this night had been so far...
They quieted down when the previews started, aside from comments like "We've got to see that one" or "Man, that looks so incredibly lame." Then the Feature Presentation began, and they sat back to enjoy the movie. They may have been supernaturally strong half-aliens who could fly and vaporize entire mountain ranges, but they still loved a good action movie because, as Trunks would have put it, "just because we like cock doesn't make us pussies."
At one point in the film, an athletic fit woman with very expansive breasts, wearing nothing but a bikini bottom, walked out of the ocean, her body glistening as the water ran down her skin, highlighting her every curve. The boys both moaned in stimulation, and felt their pants get quite a bit tighter. Goten leaned over to whisper in Trunks's ear.
"Is it wrong to tell my boyfriend I want to take her?"
"Only if you don't share." Their hands found their way into each other's laps, softly stroking and caressing their bulges as they continued to watch the woman on the silver screen. Just a few minutes later, she was fleeing from a pack of velociraptors, and as she was still topless, there was much jiggling and bouncing involved. This only made their bulges even more evident, and they kissed one another steamily, as they continued to rub one another and watch the film.
A few hours, many harrowing escapes, and quite a few erotic scenes later, the last of the credits were rolling. Everyone else had filed out of the theater, but Trunks and Goten had remained behind, unrecognized, making out lustily, in no mood to leave anytime soon.
"I'll be right back," Trunks moaned as he broke off from the kiss. "Don't go anywhere."
***
There were, of course, infinitely more upsides than downsides to being a member of the world's richest family, he told Goten when he returned a few minutes later. One of them was that, as Capsule Corp. made more than half of everything in the world, they were almost ludicrously rich. So his mom didn't even bat an eye at cash withdrawals of less than ten million zeni. So he had no worries at all about giving the manager and the projectionist 500,000 zeni each for a "private showing" of the movie, just he and his friend.
The movie had barely even begun before their clothes hit the floor.
***
It was 3:00 A.M., West City time, when they arrived back at Capsule Corporation. They were so tired they simply went to the bedroom, climbed into bed, and dropped off straight into sleep. A few hours later Bulma decided to check on them. She opened the door, which for once they had forgotten to lock.
She had to smile. They were cuddled so close together under the sheet...it was so, so cute. They'd always slept this way, and apparently that had never changed. She took a quick picture because she couldn't resist having a copy.
As she left, her brain may have been telling her that no, they had never slept cuddled together before, they had always been sprawled all over the bed. If it did, she quietly ignored it. And if her brain told her that in fact, this was very similar to how she and Vegeta slept together--that message she didn't even hear.