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Trunks hadn’t spoke to or of Gohan since that night he’d gotten stuck on stage with him.

Despite his better judgement he went back to the bar. He’d brought Kenshiro with him. He wasn’t sure if it made the night better or worse or maybe even easier.

Soemtime after the second drink Trunks had completely forgotten his guilty pleasure of wanting Gohan. He was acting as if it was an any other bar. He was completely focused on Kenshiro. They were both enjoying the drinks and men dancing. Laughing and smiling.

Then it happened. Gohan was on stage and it had a sobering effect on him. Which only aided in sobering up Kenshiro.

“That’s him?” Kenshiro asked as serious as any drunk person could. “He’s not bad on the eyes,” he added when Trunks didn’t respond. Still getting no response he went for full out shock mode, “How about a threesome with him.”

“W.H.A.T?” Trunks was choking on his drink.

Kenshiro hit him a few times on the back. “joking,” he chuckled. If he had to be honest he would of totally done a threesome. The guy was hot.

Trunks took several deep breaths.

Kenshiro finished his drink. “How about we just get out of here.” He stood up and tugged at Trunks. “Come on. You’re suppose to be on vacation.” He smirked.

Trunks nodded his head. He gave Gohan one last glance and downed his drink. “Lead the way.” Somewhat reluctantly he scooted out of the booth.

Trunks didn’t go unnoticed to Gohan. It left him with a lot to think about. However, now was not the time or place. He did his very best to not let it affect his evening.

The rest of the night was a blur for Trunks. He’d gone from bar to bar. At first cautious about his appearance and whereabouts but as the night went on caution had been thrown to the wind. By some bit of fortune the two of them had made it back to Trunks home. Lucky for them he lived in the middle of no where.