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I Made You a Snack	By : Anatra Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author�s Notes to self and others: I don�t own DBZ, I just use the characters and twist them into my own
personal fantasies. All I have is a crapload of
action figures, and some VHS/DVD box-sets. Oh! And my Vegeta
wall scroll! He gets to watch me at night�.

Oh! Also, I wan say say that the names of the randoms in the chatroom Goten logs onto are not mine�they�re from an AMAZING fanfic by Akuma called,
�Enslaving Heero�. Go read it now! And review it�that
way, she�ll write more! Yar.

Warning: I�m a yaoi fangirl. Meaning, I like male on male pairings. If you
don�t�then I suggest you start doing so, because there�s nothing better! U_u Goten/Trunks,
Vegeta/Goku are the main pairings, and Gohan/Piccolo
are very briefly mened ned just because they�re so cute together.

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Goten
giggled mischievously as he sat on his best friend�s bed. �You know
Trunks�I really don�t think my mom approves of this kind of stuff�� he
muttered, idly running his hands over the smooth metal of the ki-supressing collar in his lap as he pondered the
different aspects of his and Trunks� relationship.

The two boys had always been
attracted to each other. It had always been a simple, close relationship
between the two friends until their saiyajin hormones caused their instincts to
emerge. The saiyajin side of their brains told them rather forcefully that a
companion of such a high power level should be claimed as a life-mate in order
to prevent them from being lost to another competitor. The logical side of
their brain pointed out that there was no competition to be had as far as
saiyajin mates went, but neither boy had an opposition to the idea of being in
a yaoi relationship, so both basically went along
with it.

Goten�s
lavender-haired companion chuckled, shaking his head slowly, �Nah�probably not,
but your mom�s always been like that�yelling, screeching, and being an all
around harpy bitch! Anyway, that�s why we�re doing this at my house!� he
explained patiently, for at least the twelfth time.

The other demi-saiyajin
growled at his partner threateningly upon hearing the put down on his mother,
�Don�t talk about my mom like that Trunks! You sound just like your dad!� he
hisses. He didn�t have anything against Vegeta of
course, besides that he was a sadistic, egotistical prick, but it was obvious
who Trunks took after as far as insult abilities went.

Trunks snorted, �Goten�you say that about your mom all the time.� He
smirked, looking more like the elder prince of saiyajins
than he�d probably intended, and quickly cut his friend off, �And I know it�s
different when �you- are the one saying it�� he jumped in before Goten could give a retort, �But I still stand by what I
said before.� He announces sulking sligh
do this or not!? Lets start the scene already!�

Goten
nodded quickly and stood up, trying to wipe the clueless Son expression from
his face which appeared at the moment Trunks mentioned the commencement of
their planned activity. �Yeah�I guess so.� He said slowly, trying to get into
the correct mind frame. Finally finding his dominant side, he straightened
himself and grinned, �Alright boy, kneel!� he ordered pointing to the ground in
front of him and snapping his fingers.

Trunks grinned excitedly and did
as he was told. His black-haired friend smiled. He�d been so delighted when
he�d discovered Trunks had the same erm, �intrests� as him only a short year ago. �Good boy�� he purred
and watched as a shiver ran up the lavender haired demi-brat�s
back. With a callused handpan pan class=SpellE>Goten casually swept away
the stray locks of hair and slowly fastened the ki-suppressor
around Trunks� neck. It was one they�d stolen from Bulma�s
lab a few weeks after they�d discovered their mutual interests. Since she
couldn�t imagine her �innocent� son being the thief, the blue-haired woman
still blamed Vegeta and Goku
for its disappearance, claiming she just knew they were �Having kinky sex
somewhere� with it. This of course was not true. Goku
and Vegeta used the prototype she had made months
before the final copy, but which worked perfectly fine.

Bulma was still slightly jealous
about the relationship that Goku and Vegeta's shared. Perhaps it was because she saw how happy Goku made him, in a way she had never been able to, or maybe,
she was just being her usual contentious self. Either way,
it didn't matter, everyone involved, except for Chi Chi,
who would forever be miserable and regret her decision to marry an `uncivilized
monkey man', was really quite content. She had not yet discovered the �awful
truth� about her two children�s similar sexual preferences.

As the collar clicked into place,
the warm glow of Trunks� presence quickly faded as his Ki
dropped dramatically. To many of the other ki-sensitive
people in the area, it would feel like Trunks had been knocked unconscious or
hurt, but after the first time when some concerned friends had rushed to Goku�s �aid� during a similar occurrence, all involved had
thoroughly learned their lesson about minding their own business. Krillen was still mentally scarred by the images imprinted
on his brain of the Saiyajin Prince decked out in tight black leather, doing
terrible things to his naked and welt-covered subject. To this day, nobody had
the guts to talk about it or discuss what they had seen, even to each other in
secret.

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Trunks and Goten
were well aware their fathers were having some sort of relationship which
involved more than sparring, but had not been let in on any the details. Nobody
wanted to �traumatize the chibis�. Each of boysboys
assumed that their father was the seme, and both were
curious, but neither wanted to investigate and risk getting caught. They had
too much to live for, thank you very much. Each other for
instance.

�Such a good boy�� Goten whispered, running his fingers through Trunks� hair,
like he would with a cherished pet. Trunks shivered again and leaned into his
friend�s hand, nuzzling against it and seeking more attention. Goten giggled, �Needy little thing aren�t you pup?� he
asked. Trunks simply whimpered and licked at his master longingly. The
black-haired demi smiled, �No
Trunks�.we don�t waste our energy like that�� Goten
admonished sternly, trying to be strong and not give in to his submissive. �I
plan to have you licking something later so just wait!� he ordered with a
smirk. Trunks� bright gaze dropped to the ground and he pouted slightly.

In their mutual discovery of
their personal kinks and perversions, both of the brats had learned that each
was interested in �pet play�. Goten had always wanted
a puppy growing up, and Trunks was all-too willing to be that canine companion.
Goten thought it was �hot� to see Trunks reduced to
the status of an animal, and Trunks thought it was �humiliating� but in a �good
way� that was extremely hard to explain.

Recently, the boys had begun to
pester Bulma about researching a way to make tails
grow back, which, they claimed was for training reasons. In truth, both agreed
that Trunks needed a tail to wag and to help him express his more animalistic
emotions, and Goten simply wanted him to have one so
he could grab when Trunks was being a �naughty doggy�.

Tired of waiting for Goten to be ready for some action, Trunks decided today was
a day to screw the �obedience training� that Goten
had been working on teaching him for quite some time. Grinning like the hentai he was, with a feral growl, he pounced upon his
master, knocking him to the floor and pinning him with his weight. Staring down
at his captive with sparkling blue eyes, Trunks smirked
a smirk worthy of his father and simply stated huskily, �Woof.�

Goten�s
eyes narrowed. The teen obviously did not like having his authority challenged
by some uppity pet. �Bad Dog.� He stated,
his voice cold and angry. �Get off now!� Trunks winced at the words. He�d never
been called a bad dog before, but, steeling his heart, he simply proceeded to
grab Goten�s shirt in his teeth and tug upwards. At
any time, he knew he could easily be dislodged considering the ki-difference between them, but obviously Goten did not want to use force to get Trunks to obey him.
Not yet at least. He would use force to make sure the lavender-demi learned his lesson. Goten�s
shirt quickly ripped up one of the seams and soon his well-defined chest was
bared, much to Trunks� delight.

A quick pink tongue darted out of
Trunks� half-parted lips and dipped to tease the muscles in his master�s chest.
Goten however, did not react as he usually did, with
contented sighs and moans of pleasure. Instead, he pushed himself to an abrupt
sitting position and glared at his pet whE>who was looking
a bit ashamed, but still eager, and obviously very aroused.

�Off.� Goten
reiterated, snapping his fingers and pointing to the corner where a few
eyebolts were inconspicuously set into the wall. �Go.� The master ordered,
still seething and mentally planning what to do with his pup for this
insurrection.

�What the hell was Trunks
thinking doing this!? He knew that Goten refused to
allow his status as Dom in the relationship to be challenged�was he just doing
it to get attention!? Did he -want- to be punished severely?! Did he feel he
needed it!? What was going through that purple-haired head of his? Subs were so
hard to understand some times.� Goten lamented
silently, while waiting for Trunks to comply with his order. �Now.�
He said quietly, voice sounding deadly.
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