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Our First Summer
by Flipfloppandas
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31 drabbles about Goten and Trunks' first summer as a couple.
Chapter 01 : First Day of Summer
"5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." Goten whispered from his seat. He growled when the room remained silent, aside from the voices of his chattering classmates.Trunks rolled his eyes, "will you stop? You know that shit only ever works on TV."
"Hush I got this," Goten waved his hand in Trunks' face, not breaking his contact with the clock. The smaller needle was already resting on the on the 3, and the larger one was ever so slowly moving towards the 12. Every single day during their final period, Goten would always attempt to countdown to the final bell. He still hadn't succeeded, but it was the last day of school, and he was determined to end off the year victorious. He vaguely wondered how Trunks wasn't compelled to try something fun. This was his last day of high school. Ever.
"Is he still trying to do that countdown thing?" Junna, a girl with long orange hair said as she sat herself next to Trunks. She wasn't exactly a close friend of the duo, just an acquaintance that both of the boy's talked too. She was pressing a bit too closely to Trunks, and the lavender was glad that his quick too jealously, raven-haired boyfriend was too preoccupied with the clock to notice. It was as no secret that she was crushing on Trunks, but then again who wasn't? Luckily (and under any other circumstance, it was unfortunately), Goten and Trunks weren't around each other that much during their schooldays. Due to Goten being a year behind Trunks, they didn't share any classes except for two: their lunch break in the middle of the day, and French class as their final period.
"Yeah, I just can't wait to see how pissed he is when he fails," Trunks snickered back to the ginger girl.
"Excuse you! I am not going to fail, thank you very much!" Goten replied, whipping his head around to glare at the other.
Trunks raised his hands in a false surrender, "hey I mean not to offend, but you have been trying to do this for a year now..."
"Oh shut up! It's not as easy as it looks!"
"Well it can't be that hard," Trunks rolled his eyes.
"It is!"
"All you have to do is time it right," The blue-eyed teen replied. He squinted up at the clock for a second, before giving Goten a dark smile.
"5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."
DING.
The room erupted in cheers. Trunks stood and gave a bow, smirking at his boyfriend.
Goten's face was beet red, his eyebrows narrowed in anger, "What the fuck! How did you do that?!"
Trunks laughed, pushing past the seething Goten as he left the room. "Come on. I want to go home."
Goten grumbled a goodbye to their French teacher as he followed after his boyfriend, "You didn't answer my question."
Trunks smirked, "I timed it right."
"But how!? I've been trying to time it for 180 fucking days and I've never got it!"
"Well obviously, I'm simply smarter than you," Trunks replied.
"Smarter than me my ass," Goten grumbled. The duo passed over the threshold of the school. Teens were all over the place, running to buses or to their parent's vehicles. Some trailed behind, making circles with their group of friends. Goten didn't feel like socializing. He wanted to go home and sulk some more before he officially started his summer.
He was a bit shocked when he was dragged away by his arm. He stumbled after Trunks, as the elder pulled them behind the school.
"Why are we back here Trunks? Didn't you say your mom was going to pick us?"
"Because," Trunks replied, bracing his hands on Goten's cheek, "I'm not going to be able to do this when we get to my house. Besides, I would like a bit more immediate kick-off to our first summer as a couple. We can get drunk and have sloppy sex later."
With that, Trunks pulled Goten to meet him in a kiss.
Goten smiled to himself, bracing his hands on the prince's waist, even though he knew Trunks liked them on his hips. The blue-eyed teen would never admit it though, so until he did, Goten would continue to tease him.
The kiss was short, because they were still in a public place. Trunks didn't release his grip on him though, and Goten was happy just to hold him.
There was a flash of silver that caught his eye. Turning his head, he noticed it coming from Trunks' wrist. He grabbed the wrist before Trunks could pull away. Adorning the elder's wrist was a black and silver digital watch. Next to the minutes, were numbers that changed with every second.
"You're a freaking cheater!" Goten shouted, his previous anger returning.
Trunks burst into laughter, "I told you, you had to count the seconds."
