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From The Inside	By : Ashley Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I do not own DBZ, so please refrain from suing me. I do not make any money from my writing.
This is the sequel for 'When love and hate collide'. I suggest reading that
stbefobefore reading this one so you won't be too terribly lost! And now
for the sequel you have been waiting for...

From the inside-by Star Spangle Mistress

The first rays of the morning sun filtered in through the heavy curtains in the master bedroom. The rumpled bedding hid the outlines of two bodies under the huge mess with a leg here and an arm there only being seen. The room was warm and the scent of lavender and stale sex hung heavily in the air.

"Good morning, it's time to wake up and start that work week all over again! Now something to start your day with, a little song from the Redjacks�" The bedside alarm radio blared loudly sending an arm rocketing towards it to turn it off.

"I'm dead! I wish people would stop playing my music." A grumble was heard from underneath the pile of sheets and goose down comforters.

"You don't look so dead to me Go-chan. You're looking good enough to eat!"

"And you look like you could use a damn shower Tru-chan. Have you seen your freaking hair?" Goten asked falling back on his pillow and throwing the blankets back over his face. Trunks frowned as he threw back the sheets and crawled out of bed. Goten wasn't the easiest person to deal with in the mornings with his terrible moods. If Goten had his choice, he'd stay in bed until noon or until hiomacomach protested enough.

"Don't like my hair Chibi? I thought you'd like it." The young prince asked running his fingers through the almost shoulder length hair.

"I don't know. I mean Mirai Trunks looked good with it long, but you're not him." Goten mumbled out, one eye finally peeking out from beneath the sheets to look at his lover.

"What ever Chibi, I'll get it cut after I get back from my business trip to Tokyo." Trunks yawned and stretched before retreating to the bathroom for a quick shower. He hated Monday mornings with a passion, but hated business trips more with each minute he spent away from the people he loved. The trip would be just for a few days, but he hated leaving Goten and Leilani behind every time he traveled aboard.

Goten managed to crawl out of bed just after the bathroom door shut behind Trunks. He had a munchkin to get up and dressed for preschool. Opening his bedroom door and stepping out into the long hallway, Goten rubbed the remaining sleep from his weary eyes as he padded towards Leilani's bedroom.

"Hi Daddy!" An excited voice called from behind the dark haired demi-saiyan. Goten jumped, turning on his heels to see Leilani already up and dressed with the biggest smile on her face.

"Give your father a heart attack why don't you? What are you doing up already?" Goten asked his four-year-old daughter that twisted a lock of hair around her finger.

"Shadow woke me up." She piped up just as the black lab came barreling down the hallway in a dead run almost knocking the small girl off her feet. She giggled as the over grown puppy started with slobbery kisses all over her face. Goten snorted.

"I can understand why. Ready for brest? st? We better start it before your Papa gets out of the shower."

"I already made it!" Goten's face vaulted wit the news. Dende only knows what a four year old in a kitchen could do. Grimacing slightly at the thoughts that rolled through his head, Goten made his way to the kitchen to see the total catastrophe.

Eggshells littered the floor while plumes of white powder he thought was flour still floated in the air. There were raw eggs along with a whole container of grape jelly in one of the huge frying pans on the stove along with a whole loaf of bread already buttered and slightly blackened.

"Wow, you made all this for us?" Goten asked weakly looking at the devastation that would take him hours to clean up after dropping Leilani off at preschool. Pigtails bounced as she nodded her head eagerly at her Daddy.

"Thanks baby, you did just a�wonderful job." Goten paused in his sentence as he felt something squishy slip between his bare toes making him cringe at the feeling.

"Morning babydoll. Whoa you made breakfast!" Trunks exclaimed as he came into the kitchen, his hair still in a tousled mess while still trying to tie his tie. Goten shook his head warning Trunks that he shouldn't push the subject any longer then possible and maybe pick up something on the way to work for health and safety reasons.

"Are you surprised Papa? I made your favorites!"

"So I see angel. But I have to get going to work. I promise when I get back in a few days I'll stay and have some of your wonderful cooking." Trunks said giving her a wink as he shrugged on his suit jacket and picked up his luggage. Leilani frowned, she always hated when Trunks would leave on business. Ever since Goten and Trunks had gotten together, the little girl was attached to Trunks.

"You be a good girl and I'll see you in a few days alright?" Trunks asked, getting down on one knee to see eye to eye with Leilani. She nodded quickly and threw her arms around his neck in a huge hug. Trunks laughed, rubbing her back and kissing her cheek before getting up.

"I'll see you in a few days koibito. I'll call you when I get to the hotel tonight." Trunks whispered as he pulled Goten against his body brushing a few soft kisses against lipslips.

"You better or you'll never hear the end of it from me." Goten smiled pressing his lips against Trunks' one last time before going back to the messy task at hand. The lavender haired prince shook his head as he gathered up his luggage and walked out the door.

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The flight was boring; the meeting took longer then expected when other cliental were running late. Still dressed in his suit, Trunks exited the office building into the dark of the night. He took off his glasses rubbing his eyes as he walked the short distance back to his hotel to unpack his clothing and call Go-chan before calling it a night. He was beat mentally. Numbers and designs all swirling around into one huge blob of black and white before the night was over.

"Excuse me, Mister Briefs?"

"Yes?" Trunks answered, turning to see a gentleman right behind him. He was talk, dark hair and dark eyed.

"I'm Kane Montgomery, owner of Glamco."

"Oh yes, I remember you now. What can I do for you Mister Montgomery?" Trunks extended his hand shaking Kane's hand.

"I was wondering if you had time to have a drink with me for just a few minutes. I have a little business to discuss with you."

"I don't know, I was heading back to my hotel for the night."

"This would only take a few moments of your time. Please? I rather not discuss this at the board table."

"I guess a few minutes wouldn't hurt. Sure why not? I could use something to eat and drink."

"Thank you. You won't be sorry."

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"And they lived happily ever after. Now got to sleep."

"But Grandpa! How could the prince and princess live happily ever after when the prince got his head chopped off?"

tol told you a story with a happy ending didn't I? The princess ruled the country didn't she?"

"Vegeta, you better not of told her another one of those horrible stories of yours again." Goku asked from the doorway, watching Vegeta tuck in Leilani for the night.

"Mind your own business Kakarott. She's happy, what more do you expect?" Leilani grabbed her royal grandfather into a hug, giggling as he cringed back. Goku snickered and came up beside the bed to give her a kiss and hug goodnight as well.

"Sweet dreams pumpkin. If you're good tomorrow maybe we'll take you flying." This got a loud cheer from the chibi.

"What did you mean by we Kakarott? You better not be including me into�" Vegeta started to protest as Goku shut the door behind them.

Goten was just finishing up washing all the dinner dishes when Vegeta and his father came back into the kitchen both bickering. He smiled as he put the last plate in the drying rack. All in all it was a good day. Leilani didn't get into trouble at preschool. His college classes were ok, and dinner turned out actually pretty well without Trunks to help.

"We're heading home Goten. I promised Leilani we'd going flying when she gets home tomorrow." Goten waved them off with a yawn.

"Sure Dad. I'll see you tomorrow then." He absently said watching Vegeta leading the way out of the house. He was waiting for Trunks' call that hadn't come yet.

"He should have been at the hotel by now. Damn those late meetings." He grumbled, flopping himself down in Trunks' favorite chair to watch TV.

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Trunks was laughing, drink in hand listening to Kane talk about some flubbed business deal. Time had escaped him at the moment, the multitude of drinks blurring his brain.

"Damn that was funny, I haven't had a good laugh like that in, shit twenty minutes?" Trunks snickered again.

"Speaking of time, what time does your watch say? The battery on mine died today." Trunks looked down to his gold wristwatch that Goten had picked out for him and squeaked. It was almost midnight. The demi prince had totally forgotten about going back to the hotel and calling Goten.

"Shit! Look Kane, I had a good time talking with you, but I have to run. I forgot I had to call someone." Trunks stood up grabbing at his coat and failing miserably.

"You want me to help you? I think you've had one too many drinks."

"Naaa, I'm fine. I'll talk to you tomorrow Kane. Thanks for the drinks." Trunks waved as he started weaving in and out of the crowded dinning area.

The cool night air caressed Trunks' cheeks and he briskly walked towards his hotel, feeling quite comfortably numb with the alcohol coursing through his veins. His thoughts were on Goten. Ahh yes, the dark hair the luscious chocolate brown eyes of his lover that captivated him each and every time he looked into them. Just the thoughts alone were enough for him to be deeply aroused.

Ducking into the hotel lobby, Trunks picked up his messages at the front desk before taking the elevator up to the twentieth floor to his suite>

"Damn it! Goten is going to be so pissed at me. I'm drunk and I forgot to call him." He shook his head, the long lavender hair falling into his eyes as he quickened his drunken pace towards his room.

Trunks found his room that was located at the end of the long hall and stopped to fish the credit card sized security card to open his room door.

"Shit." He mumbled out, watching the card hit the floor in front of him. He stooped down, teetering slightly as his fingers were able to grasp the slippery plastic of the card. He giggled to himself as he inserted the card in and opened the door.

"Finally I'm�" A hand snaked its way around Trunks' mouth stopping him from talking while another holding a gun was pointed into his back.

"Nice to see you again fag boy. What's it been? Ten years or so?" The voice asked with a small dark laugh added to it. Trunks made a move to slip away but was stopped when the gun was pressed harder into his ribcage.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Those drinks you had down in the bar have been drugged. You won't be feeling a thing soon. Now get moving or you won't see that pretty boy and that little girl ever again."

"You leave them out of this! Especially Leilani. She's innocent!" Trunks protested as he tried to raise his ki but failed. The scene at the party so many years ago came crashing back into his memories.

'Dende this can't happen again. Please don't this happen again!' His world went dark when the butt of the gun collided with the back of his skull.
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