Fate Intertwined, Chapter 1
Summary : A young teenager and his mother move to another town to live with his stephfather. But a dark beast has taken a liking to him. But is the monster really that dangerous or not?
Authors’ notes: Just read to find out. I do not own Dragonball Z. That honour is for Akira Toriyama and others. Oh yeah, this is just the prologue, more action later. This story can also be found on fanfiction.net here.
Fate Intertwined: Chapter 1
In the early morning we find a young lavender haired man sleeping in a bed. It was a peaceful day. The sun shined, the birds were singing, a nice breeze blew and… “Trunks!!!” A shrieking voice, definitely from a woman, called from downstairs.
A groggy head popped up from under the blankets. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and ran his hands through his tousled hair. The boy swung his legs off the bed and stuntled to the bathroom.
There, he looked in the mirror. What he saw made his stomah churn.
Thin pale lips, a nose too ugly to describe, pale blue eyes and stupid purple hair.
He shook his head. Girls and boys were always pestering him. He knew why, he was ugly!
Quickly washing his face, he got dressed and went down. Today, he and his mother would go to a new house, a new town, a new life. It had ben ten years since his father had left them, leaving his mother heartbroken and himself confused. Finally, his mother had found the strength to move on. There was only one problem. Jack…
he was mom’s new boyfriend and they would move in his house. Sounds great, doesn’t it? Mom has a new boyfriend, mom is happy. However, Jack was bisexual, ( a little fact nobody knows) and he didn’t only fancy Bulma, but also her son.
Trunks didn’t know that yet. The guy just freaked him out, with those unreadable eyes…
But hey… If his mother was happy with him, then what’s the point bitching about it?
… Where was he? Oh yeah… He was going down for breakfast. Mmmh… Food…
just like his father, he had a big appetite. And with big he meant BIG.
He walked into the kitchen and… Found an unpleasant sight. His mother and Jack were kissing. And not just kissing. Oh no. They were shoving each others tongue down their throat and… Hey, how did his mother’s leg came there?
Quickly he clered his troath, grabbed a bowl of cornflakes and sat down. His mother and Jach disentagled themselves.
Jack sat down while a blushing Bulma went away to pack in some stuff.
“So, you’re ready for the big day?” Jack asked the boy in front of him. Said boy just shrugged his shoulders and went on eating. “Your mother is happy, you know. About leaving and all.” He paused… “And I bet you’ll find loads of guys to sleep with in Phoenix.”
At that, Trunks choked on his breakfast. He looked at Jack. Shocked. Why was that guy thinking he was gay? …The hair. Yep, it was definitely the hair. No wait… Scratch that. It was just himself. Hye was too slender and small. Stupid long legs, stupid hair, stupid…
Trunks looked up and saw Jack watching at him.
Damn that guy! Just because he was the mother’s boyfriend he had the right to pester the son!?
Swallowing the rest of his food, he asked: “Why would you think that?”
Jack swirled the water in his glass, as if trying to warm up some whiskey, and said: “I’ve seen the way some guys look at you… That and the fact that you’re a little too pretty to be straight.” Jack ended with a smirk. He had succeeded in making the boy uncomfortable. He watched as Trunks shifted in his seat, then he stood up and walked over to him.
“Don’t worry. I’m not holding any grudges. And if you have a question, just ask.” Jack said.
“Ermm…” Trunks was squirming now. He stood up, intending to go away, but Jack blocked his ecape route. Trunks started to walk backwards. That is, until he hit the sink.
He could hear his mother talking to the neigbours.
Jack stood really close now. He could feel his breath on his cheek when Jack leaned over him and said: “Or are you a virgin, Trunks? If that’s the problem, then maybe I could help you.” He ended with a smirk (damn those smirks) and a brief touch to the boy’s thighs.
Then he pulled back and left the room.
Trunks blinked and stared at the spot where Jack had stood a moment ago.
What in the seventh hell just happened? He tought.
He tried to shake of the unnerving feeling he had gotten and went to his room.
Over a few hours though, it wouldn’t be his anymore…
