Thoughts And Revelations
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,211
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Revelation
Title: Revelation
Author: EscagirlUK
Fandom: Dragonball Z
Pairing: Trunks/Goten
Disclaimer: I don't own DB, DBZ or DBGT.
Summary: The sequel to thoughts, from Goten's POV.
I don't know when it happened, but somewhere along the years, I fell in love
with my best friend. I didn't realise my feelings for Trunks until last year,
when another psycho alien tried to destroy/conquer the Earth. Trunks got hurt
really bad part way into the battle and all I could do was hold him and hope to
Dende that the 'guy I love' die.
Then I kinda freaked when I realised I'd said - well, thought, really - that I
loved Trunks. I reached deep on down, which sounds so cliché, and searched my
soul. And then I realised that I'd been in love with Trunks since I was five!
And I accepted that. Unlike a certain Saiyan prince I could mention, who
seriously needs to bend over and let somebody pull that stick out his ass. He is
totally in love with my Dad, but, like the stubborn mule that he is, he refuses
to admit it, to himself or anyone else.
I sigh, and shift a little. And the whole thing with Gohan? I snort. Riiiight,
sure he loves Videl. How could anybody love her? She is seriously freaky, and a
lot like Relena from Gundam Wing. Stalkerly and possessive. And she won't let
Gohan fight and acts a lot like my Mom. Gohan does not love Videl. I've seen the
way he looks at Piccolo when he thinks nobody's looking. And I've seen Piccolo
do the same to Gohan, too. And I know you're thinking, Gohan and Piccolo? That
is so weird! And I just gotta say that true love is blind. It cares nothing for
status or social position or looks or age or gender or anything else.
And it made me fall in love with Trunks. Well, there are a lot of really good
things about Trunks. His lavender hair, his gorgeous blue-green eyes, those
artistic hands, the way he moves, that rakishly devastating little smirk that so
enfuriates and turns me on at the same time.
Yeah, Trunks is a good-looking guy, but he's so much more than a pretty face and
perfect body. He's kind and sensative - though he may not seem it at first - and
he's really sweet, and a total romantic at heart. He's also laid back and
self-confident, and, yeah, a little arrogant at times, but then, he is Vegeta's
son. I've never met another person that fit me as well as he does.
I'd do anything for Trunks, and boy does he exploit that. But he'd do anything
for me, too.
I suddenly realise that Trunks hasn't spoken in ages, neither have I, either,
but he'll probably think I'm just absorbed in the anime that's on TV.
I turn around, and my heart melts. Trunks looks so… sad. And despairing. Like he
has a problem and doesn't know what to do about it. I bite my lip and put on the
typical Son grin, only with a little concern etched in, and spoke.
"Trunks, are you okay?" Trunks blinks suddenly, and looks a little startled.
"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine Goten," said Trunks.
"You sure? You seem awful preoccupied," I said softly, looking up into the
shimmering depths of his eyes.
"I'm sure, Goten. Don't worry," he said, giving me a small smile.
I stared at him for a second, before turning back to the TV. Trunks is not okay.
And I'm going to find out what's wrong, even if it kills me.
© EscagirlUK, October 2002
Author: EscagirlUK
Fandom: Dragonball Z
Pairing: Trunks/Goten
Disclaimer: I don't own DB, DBZ or DBGT.
Summary: The sequel to thoughts, from Goten's POV.
I don't know when it happened, but somewhere along the years, I fell in love
with my best friend. I didn't realise my feelings for Trunks until last year,
when another psycho alien tried to destroy/conquer the Earth. Trunks got hurt
really bad part way into the battle and all I could do was hold him and hope to
Dende that the 'guy I love' die.
Then I kinda freaked when I realised I'd said - well, thought, really - that I
loved Trunks. I reached deep on down, which sounds so cliché, and searched my
soul. And then I realised that I'd been in love with Trunks since I was five!
And I accepted that. Unlike a certain Saiyan prince I could mention, who
seriously needs to bend over and let somebody pull that stick out his ass. He is
totally in love with my Dad, but, like the stubborn mule that he is, he refuses
to admit it, to himself or anyone else.
I sigh, and shift a little. And the whole thing with Gohan? I snort. Riiiight,
sure he loves Videl. How could anybody love her? She is seriously freaky, and a
lot like Relena from Gundam Wing. Stalkerly and possessive. And she won't let
Gohan fight and acts a lot like my Mom. Gohan does not love Videl. I've seen the
way he looks at Piccolo when he thinks nobody's looking. And I've seen Piccolo
do the same to Gohan, too. And I know you're thinking, Gohan and Piccolo? That
is so weird! And I just gotta say that true love is blind. It cares nothing for
status or social position or looks or age or gender or anything else.
And it made me fall in love with Trunks. Well, there are a lot of really good
things about Trunks. His lavender hair, his gorgeous blue-green eyes, those
artistic hands, the way he moves, that rakishly devastating little smirk that so
enfuriates and turns me on at the same time.
Yeah, Trunks is a good-looking guy, but he's so much more than a pretty face and
perfect body. He's kind and sensative - though he may not seem it at first - and
he's really sweet, and a total romantic at heart. He's also laid back and
self-confident, and, yeah, a little arrogant at times, but then, he is Vegeta's
son. I've never met another person that fit me as well as he does.
I'd do anything for Trunks, and boy does he exploit that. But he'd do anything
for me, too.
I suddenly realise that Trunks hasn't spoken in ages, neither have I, either,
but he'll probably think I'm just absorbed in the anime that's on TV.
I turn around, and my heart melts. Trunks looks so… sad. And despairing. Like he
has a problem and doesn't know what to do about it. I bite my lip and put on the
typical Son grin, only with a little concern etched in, and spoke.
"Trunks, are you okay?" Trunks blinks suddenly, and looks a little startled.
"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine Goten," said Trunks.
"You sure? You seem awful preoccupied," I said softly, looking up into the
shimmering depths of his eyes.
"I'm sure, Goten. Don't worry," he said, giving me a small smile.
I stared at him for a second, before turning back to the TV. Trunks is not okay.
And I'm going to find out what's wrong, even if it kills me.
© EscagirlUK, October 2002