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To Win A Royal Heart By Kami Kaze Lost Chapter (Or...the PWP Epilogue) Author's Note: This is the "epilogue" to TWARH that I was speaking about. Anyway, it ended up as one big PWP, which wasn't exactly far from what I had planned. I thought about it, and found it kind of silly to have a PWP epi, so I'm just calling it the Lost Chapter. This chapter has, from the very beginning been dedicated to Talimee, because in all actuality, it was written for her! Here you go, Tali-chan! It's here at last! I hope you like it... *hides under a blanket and peers out, waiting for her reply* This is it folks...THE very end to To Win A Royal Heart. It's done. Finished. Hope you enjoyed it! --KK Goten smiled and waved as he passed through the doorway, shutting the metal door softly behind him. He had just been in to see Bulma, who kindly took time out of her busy schedule to talk about the small time machine she had continued working on since he and his father had returned from the past; he had been surprised to realize that it had already been a month since they had returned. Running down the hall, his head swiveling behind him periodically to make sure Bulma wasn’t storming after him, he made his way to Trunks’ bedroom and waited patiently for the pale haired man to return from his day at work. Carefully, he slipped the small box from his pocket and examined it, thinking back to his conversation with Bulma. ~~~ "Now, Goten, I’ve made it so that we can actually set coordinates for it, isn’t that exciting?! Of course, we have no real way to test it…well, not a way that’s particularly safe, anyway." "Bulma-san, I’m sure anything you create works just fine." Goten had replied, smirking softly at the flush that spread across the older woman’s cheeks. "Oh Goten! You’re so much like your father, you know that?" She asked, reaching forward to ruffle his hair. "I hope that doesn’t mean you want to fuck me, too…" He thought, suddenly very uncomfortable under the woman’s exuberant gaze. Bulma blinked, then looked back down at the tiny time machine. "Anyway, some day I hope to try it out, but until then, it’s just not safe. Say, I’ve been meaning to ask, Goten…would you like to come to work for me? I mean, you’re a pretty smart young man, and it’s about time you started taking care of yourself." She smiled and winked. "Kami knows your father will never come and work for me; he’s too busy working for Earth, ne?" He grinned. "Bulma-san, I’d love to work for you." "That’s great, Goten! I’m sure Trunks will be happy about it, too…you two could have lunch together. Let me go make a few calls, you stay put!" She said excitedly, jumping up from her chair and dashing into the next room, where she immediately began blabbing to someone on the phone. Grinning, his hand shot out, scooping the time machine up and into his pocket and ran from the room, waving and calling out. "I’ll be back in a few minutes, Bulma-san!" He was gone before Bulma even comprehended his words. ~~~ Goten looked up from the small device at the sound of footsteps, just in time to watch Trunks round the corner into his room. Goten slipped the device into his pocket and grinned at the handsome young man who flashed him one of the sweetest smiles Goten had ever seen. "Goten! What are you doing here so early? Usually you don’t come over until after eight…" Trunks exclaimed as he shut his door behind him, his hand lifting to loosen his tie and unbutton his stiff dress shirt. Goten made a face. "I don’t see how you can wear clothes like that…Gohan wears them all the time and they just look so uncomfortable!" Goten said, ignoring Trunks’ question. Trunks grinned. "Well, lets put it this way," The shirt and tie were flung across the room towards the hamper. "If I wasn’t wearing these uncomfortable clothes, I wouldn’t be stripping for you right now." Trunks smirked and winked, his hand slowly sliding down his stomach to unbutton his pants. Goten licked his lips, his eyes watching the hand and it’s lazy descent down the twenty-year old’s muscled body. He and Trunks hadn’t taken their relationship any farther yet, but that was going to change. Real fast. "Hn….Trunks, as much as I’d love to watch, we’ve got somewhere to go." Trunks sulked. Goten had brushed off his advances for the last few weeks, and he was beginning to think Goten didn’t want him. Stripping his pants, socks and shoes off quickly, the slipped a pair of ripped up jeans and a black t-shirt on, then hurriedly went about putting socks and tennis shoes on. "Ok. So where are we going, Goten?" Trunks finally asked after his pouting fit. "It’s a secret." Goten said softly. Something in the tone made Trunks turn and look at the darker haired young man. Goten stood and waited for Trunks to finish tying his shoes, then stepped closer when he was done. "Secret, huh?" Trunks asked, curious. "Mmhm. Ready?" Trunks frowned slightly, then shrugged. "Sure, chibi, I’m ready. Where…" Trunks’ gaze lowered as Goten began pushing buttons on a small object in his hand, his eyes widening as he recognized the machine. "Goten, what…" Goten looked up at him with dark eyes, a vicious smirk lifting his lip before a flash of light enveloped them both. From the doorway, Bulma gasped as she watched the two men disappear. "Dammit, SON GOTEN!" She yelled, fist smacking down on her open palm. ~~~ Trunks groaned, moving his body only slightly as he came to, noting the extreme heaviness in his limbs, not to mention the pounding in his head. "Damn…." He muttered, his hand lifting to run through his hair. "Trunks…are you ok?" A familiar voice asked. Trunks debated whether to just ignore the voice, or chance the pain that would surely assault him when he opened his eyes; curiosity won and his eyes cracked open to focus on the black eyes that peered at him from above, filled with love and concern. "Goten?" He asked weakly, struggling to sit up. Goten leaned down and grabbed his arms, helping him into a sitting position. "What happened? Why am I on th…" Trunks froze, his gaze moving around the strange room they were in. He suddenly remembered the time machine, the flash of light. His head jerked to glare at Goten. "Goten! What have you done?!" Goten grinned at him. "It’s all right, Trunks. We’re here for a little vacation is all. Welcome to Frieza’s ship." He laughed as Trunks stared at him as if he had gone insane. "Believe me Trunks-kun…you’re going to enjoy yourself." He purred, leaning down to drop a kiss on the stunned man’s lips. Trunks sighed. "Have I ever told you that you’re an asshole, Goten?" He pursed his lips at Goten’s eager nod. "Yep. Everyday, Trunks-kun!" Was Goten’s happy reply. "Baka." Goten smirked, lifting his shirt over his head and off of his body, then followed with the rest of his clothing. Trunks stood and eyed him warily. "Take off your clothes, Trunks." "B..But…where are we? What kind of room is this?" He asked, his eyes scanning the meager items in the room; a bed, a dresser, a closet, a small door that he assumed led to the bathroom, a table and four chairs. On one of the chairs, a large breastplate sat, and on the table sat a glass jug with what looked like water inside it. The bed was dressed in blue plain linen, and the one window held no curtains. "It’s a common soldiers room. Now strip." Goten demanded, his eyes narrowing slightly. Trunks’ eyes widened, his mouth opening for a second before he thought better of arguing. "All right." He said with a sigh. This wasn’t how he had envisioned his first time with Goten. Or at least he was assuming that was what Goten had planned. But why on Frieza’s ship? And why this time period? He froze as Goten stood before him, a pale hand running through Trunks’ lavender strands. "Gomen, Trunks-kun. Just trust me, okay?" He asked with a small devious smile. Trunks smiled in return and nodded, stripping down to nothing. Goten turned and walked towards the small doorway that led to the bathroom and pushed the door open. Trunks’ head jerked upwards, panic racing through his system as he suddenly realized that there was another ki in the room. "Goten, what the f…" He quieted as he lost his voice, or his will to even speak. In the doorway stood a tall young man, his gaze piercing as it landed upon him, narrowing to fine slits. Trunks gawked at the man, who was easily two feet taller than himself; but then, perhaps the extreme gravity-defying mass of ebony hair that spiked upwards from a low widow's peak and fell in softer spikes past the man’s knees made him seem taller than he was; Trunks doubted that, however. A thick brown tail wrapped itself tightly around his naked waist, just below thick cords of knotted abs; his eyes scanned the form with awe, noting the tight creamy scarred flesh that spoke of hundreds of battles won by this man who couldn’t have been any older than himself. Scarlet blotches dotted his cheeks as his eyes quickly skipped over the hefty arousal nestled between burly thighs, and back up to the man’s face. Those eyes were still upon him, dark brows angled down in a scowl, a smirk lifting the left side of the handsome face. "This is the man from Goten’s memories…this is Raditz!" Trunks thought to himself, his eyes widening further. Raditz’s smirk grew, his eyes flickering off of the strange lavender haired boy to focus on Goten. "Are you sure he doesn’t have something wrong with him, Goten?" He asked in a droll voice. "He doesn’t seem to know how to breathe without his mouth gaping open. Is he trying to catch flies?" The voice snapped Trunks out of his daze. "G…Goten…" He mumbled, his eyes still wide. "What….what are we doing here?" Goten approached Trunks and pressed his naked form against the elder saiyan. "I wanted to share something special with you, koi." He grinned at the look of shock on Trunks’ face as he registered Goten’s motives. He jerked away from Goten, but only managed to crash into a massive chest belonging to Raditz, who smirked down at him, his tongue dashing out to lick his lips hungrily. Trunks whimpered, moving back a step, bumping into Goten. "Goten, no, this isn’t right…" He managed to say before arms slipped under his own, Goten’s hands moving over his sides to his chest. Nimble fingers plucked at Trunks’ nipples while Goten lowered his face to the side of Trunks’ neck, his tongue moving in long sensual strokes from Trunks’ collar bone, up to the sensitive spot just under his ear. Trunks shivered, his head falling backwards onto Goten’s shoulder. He then moaned softly as a shadow fell over him, soft lips claiming his own in a deep kiss. Trunks’ eyes cracked open to gaze into Raditz’s, feeling slightly detached while the other man hungrily feasted upon his mouth, their tongues twisting together passionately. Raditz leaned against his front, the man’s erection pressing just under his ribcage, while Goten lightly thrust his arousal against Trunks’ ass. His right hand hesitated slightly before reaching up to grasp Raditz’s stiff member and began to stroke it lightly, his left hand lifting higher to cup the back of Goten’s head. Goten literally bathed the lavender haired demi-saiyan with his tongue, nipping and sucking as he went, leaving small blood-bruises in his wake. His own hand slipped down Trunks’ chest, maneuvering itself between the two other men to grab his best friend's cock. This wasn’t moving fast enough for Goten. He wanted more. Trunks blinked as the hand was removed from his arousal, the warmth at his back suddenly gone. Breaking the kiss with Raditz, Trunks’ turned slightly to see Goten moving to the floor, where he leaned back on his elbows, watching the other two with hooded eyes. Raditz snorted softly and stepped away from Trunks’. "C’mon, looks like Goten is getting bored…we’ll have to change that, ne?" Trunks merely nodded, not believing any of this was happening. He trailed after Raditz who had dropped to the floor, straddling Goten’s hips and kissing Goten roughly, large hands roaming the muscled form of his best friend. Trunks frowned, a familiar swelling building inside him; this had nothing to do with pleasure, however. This was jealousy. Fists clenched, Trunks struggled with his anger even as he found he was being disturbingly turned on by the show, which shouldn’t have surprised him after scanning Goten’s thoughts and finding himself in the same predicament. But this was different. This was happening now, and he could do something to stop it. He growled, hovering above the two men, ready to yank Raditz up by his hair before Goten broke the kiss and looked up at Trunks with smoldering eyes; eyes that burned with a poisonous all-consuming passion that Trunks had only had the pleasure of seeing when Goten had allowed him to witness his encounter with Raditz through the memory scan. Now he not only visually experienced the animalistic quality to Goten, but could feel it; it traveled like electricity up Trunks’ legs, making him tingle, and in some places, even go numb. His heart quickened in his chest, his breathing coming in soft pants. The sexual tension between them filled the room, and even Raditz began to appear unsure of what was happening. Trunks blinked, slowly falling to his knees. "How…how could he have this kind of power over me…and…and with just one look!" Trunks asked himself unbelievingly; he could not look away from his dark eyed friend, who had just raised himself to his knees and began crawling towards him, narrow hips swaying softly. One step….two….three… and Goten was there in front of him, a slender hand reaching up to clasp the back of his neck, wrenching Trunks down to meet his heated lips. Their mouths melted together, their kiss long and rough, tongues wrestling against each other as if they were sparring. Goten pulled away slightly, tongues lashing out between them, twirling, twisting…"Oh Kami, yesssss…this is what I want. Goten…" Trunks gazed longingly across at Goten as their mouths continued to duel, Trunks slowly gaining some of his confidence back. He moaned, leaning to grip Goten’s lower lip between his teeth, yanking on it roughly until the coppery taste of blood trickled into his mouth. Twin growls sounded from Goten and Raditz; Goten from the mix of pleasure and pain, Raditz from the arousing smell of blood. Heat flooded Trunks’ back, but before he could move his mouth in question, splintering pain streaked down the side of his head as sharp incisors sank into his earlobe savagely. Blood ran freely down his neck and shoulder before Raditz began sucking furiously on the wound, Goten moving in to lap up the scarlet trail from his shoulder up to his ear, a groan bursting from his throat as he swirled his friends blood around his tongue, memorizing it’s taste. Goten panted lightly against the wet skin at Trunks’ neck. "Enough foreplay. Raditz!" Goten barked as he moved away from Trunks’. Raditz looked up from Trunks’ ear, his lips lingering a moment before he abandoned the silky treat. Goten made a movement with his hand, something Raditz understood, but Trunks did not. Trunks was in no condition to voice his suspicions, however; his body literally shook with need. Goten turned to Trunks, a soft smile upon his lips as he pulled the lavender haired man to his feet, holding him steady. "Trunks-kun…this is where it gets fun." Goten whispered, making Trunks shiver, a small whimper escaping his throat as Goten kissed his lips softly. "You mean so much to me, Trunks-kun…and I love you…you know that, right?" He continued, the whisper caressing Trunks like silk. "Nn…yes…I know…Chibi…" Trunks replied softly, his eyes drifting to Raditz who was making disgusted faces at them. "Love? Chibi? I can’t believe you two are fighters…" Raditz scoffed, shaking his head lightly. A smile perched itself on his lips as if he were extremely amused by the scene. "Now, if you two are finished blubbering," Raditz added, his head lowering so that his chin rested on his chest, arms folded. "Lets get to it." He purred, dark eyes flashing mischievously. Trunks found himself shoved face-first into the wall, his hands braced above his head for stability. Goten purred softly in his ear, hips gyrating against the older man’s ass. "You ready for this, Trunks-kun?" He half purred, half growled. Trunks panted in reply, his eyes slamming closed as he felt Goten grab him by the hips, pulling him ass outwards so that he was bent over. His legs were spread, widening his stance more. Raditz smirked next to him, then made a comment to Goten that Trunks’ didn’t quite hear; however, shortly after his statement, Trunks heard Goten fumbling around in a drawer nearby. Goten quickly found what he was looking for and returned to Trunks, unscrewing the cap of the small tube, squeezing plenty of the clear slippery substance onto his fingers and throwing both the tube and cap behind him. His body was tight and humming with intense need, his erection hard and stiff as he slowly smeared some of the slick formula around Trunks’ puckered opening. Trunks gasped as something cold and slippery touched him, his mouth opening to protest; At that moment, however, he was forced to look down as Raditz slid down the wall next to him and moved between Trunks and the wall. Raditz looked up at him, then surveyed his bent form with a smirk. Goten’s fingers began probing him, and soon he lost all interest in what Raditz was doing as he concentrated on the pain and discomfort radiating from his backside. "This is nothing compared to what’s going to happen…Good Kami, this is going to hurt…" He cringed inwardly at his thoughts. He wouldn’t back down now…he wanted to please Goten, and he was sure Goten wouldn’t be doing this if Trunks himself wasn’t going to receive pleasure in return; no…he knew Goten all too well. He relaxed, knowing that though he may be in pain, he would enjoy himself. Goten’s fingers retreated, leaving Trunks feeling strangely empty; he made a soft noise, his head turning slightly as if trying to look back at Goten. Then something hard was pressed up against him and a small cry was ripped from his throat as Goten’s iron cock entered him slowly, tears of pain springing to his eyes as he fought against his desire to tense up; his eyes opened slightly, the tears escaping their imprisonment to roll leisurely down his cheeks, his gaze dropping down into the dark eyes that stared up at him from the floor. Raditz watched with morbid curiosity as Trunks’ face underwent a series of painful grimaces, tears finally streaming down his pale cheeks in clear ribbons. Goten had explained that the boy… ---well…he seemed just a boy, but according to Goten, this man was actually slightly older than himself-was a virgin; and this was something Raditz understood, as while he had been on the giving end of sex many times, his first time on the receiving end had been with Goten…and it had hurt. His hand slipped up Trunks’ thigh as Goten pulled mostly out and slowly slid back in, wringing a small whimper from the man above him, his hand moving reassuringly in soft strokes. Trunks swallowed and began to relax as the large hands stroked the front of his thighs, an odd sense of added security washing over him. Without warning, waves of pleasure crashed over the lavender haired saiyan, his mouth dropping and his eyes snapping wide as Raditz leaned forward and took his erection into his mouth. Goten grinned at Trunks’ reaction, knowing what Raditz had done. "This will make it much easier for him" Goten mused, thrusting a bit harder into his preoccupied friend. There was no sound of protest, no tensing of muscles, so Goten pushed deeper and faster, settling into a fast yet easy rhythm, bending his knees and angling himself slightly every now and then to stroke the sensitive area inside Trunks’ body. Raditz pressed his mouth down upon the man’s cock, finding his taste strangely exotic and spicy…and very enticing, though Raditz could only wonder why. He deep throated the quivering organ, sucking hard and swirling his tongue around the tip, dipping it along the ridge, then going down on it again deeply. A small amount of fluid seeped from it’s tip and Raditz licked it off eagerly, grabbing the narrow hips before him and jerking him forward deep into his throat, then pushing him back against Goten’s now frantic thrusts. Trunks was seeing stars; his cock was engulfed in tight wet heat in front of him, and he was being filled and pounded into from behind; all pain had disappeared completely, and he was left in a stupefied delirium, desperate sobs and grunts being his only means of communication. He heard the wet sounds below him as Raditz sucked him off rapidly, the man’s rumbling moan vibrating his already throbbing organ. Goten thrust into him sharply from behind, his constant moaning filling the room as he neared completion. "Trunkssss…." Goten panted in his ear, slender fingers gripping Trunks’ shoulders like a vise. Trunks arched his neck back slightly. "Goten…oh Kami….harder!" He growled, thrusting forward into the larger saiyan’s mouth, then slamming back into Goten. "Oh fuck…oh fuck….Goten!!!!!" Trunks screamed, his cock exploding with a quivering jerk into Raditz’s mouth; seconds later Goten cried out, fingers digging into Trunks’ shoulders and tearing thin lines of skin off down Trunks’ back as he came deeply inside the other demi-saiyan. Both fell to the floor, or rather, both fell on top of Raditz, who was wiping thin streams of come from his chin and neck. He grunted slightly, shifting so that Trunks leaned against his chest and Goten leaned against Trunks’ back. All three men were silent with the exception of their heavy breathing as they recovered from their bout. Goten nuzzled Trunks’ back, then noticed the thin lines of blood he had drawn. "Oi…sorry, Trunks-kun. I didn’t mean to hurt your back…" Goten apologized, sitting up. Trunks followed, sitting up on Raditz’s lap and reaching behind him to finger one of the long bloody welts; he hissed softly, then shrugged. "It’s not too bad, Chibi. I’m ok." He turned and smiled. "Hn. Good." Goten replied, then looked around him at Raditz. "Trunks-kun…I think it’s Raditz’s turn." Goten grinned, moving up Raditz’s legs and shoving Trunks off the large muscled lap to the side. He nibbled lightly at Raditz’s neck and Trunks’ followed suit on the opposite side, their tongues licking at his salty sweat slicked skin, teeth nipping as they both made their way downwards. Trunks found his exploration of the large saiyan’s body quite arousing, as his scent and taste were nearly intoxicating. He slid his tongue farther down the man’s body, noting that Goten continued at the same pace; Trunks nuzzled the patch of stiff dark hair between the man’s thighs before he met his best friend’s fiery eyes across from him. Goten smirked softly, his eyes casting themselves downwards to Raditz’s large erection, then back up to meet Trunks’ gaze. Trunks grinned softly, both of them moving simultaneously to shower the phallus with whispery soft kisses. Raditz gasped, his hips jerking as he felt the men touch him softly with their lips, his eyes opening wide as he watched their mouths open, tongues darting out across the sensitive ridge, overlapping to not only taste him, but each other also. Their tongues flickered over his taut flesh, the soft wet organs battling against one another for the prize. Goten slipped his mouth over the head, sucking hard while Trunks nibbled his way down the soft underside of the shaft and back up again. Raditz panted, his fingers digging into the short fibered carpeting below him, his back arching as Goten took him in deeply and growled around his aching hardness. Goten licked and sucked on Raditz, then spread the man’s legs to fit his body between them, never slowing in his work; Trunks was pushed out of the way. Trunks scowled, about to question Goten when Raditz made a small movement with his hand, catching Trunks’ attention. The man was panting, his eyes barely open, hips thrusting softly into Goten’s mouth; Trunks gave him a questioning look, and Raditz lifted his hand once again to point behind Goten. Trunks blinked, then excitedly crawled behind Goten. Goten frowned as he sucked harder, lifting his ass farther in the air, wondering when Trunks was going to take the hint. Finally, much to Goten’s pleasure, he felt his friend move behind him, and entered him quickly with a clumsy thrust. He grunted in pain, his eyes tightening before he busied himself again with Raditz, soon rocking back against Trunks’ hard thrusts with passion filled whimpers. Raditz watched as Trunks repeatedly pumped in and out of Goten, his own excitement building as both men neared climax. Goten began sucking harder, his tongue lashing almost violently against him, teeth scraping him in passionate fury. The full blooded saiyan moved both hands into Goten’s hair and spread his legs farther apart before shoving Goten’s head down, at the same time lifting his hips up in a series of short jerks, his head tilting against the wall behind him as he let out a hoarse cry of euphoric pleasure, his seed spewing into Goten’s mouth and splattering across his face. Goten didn’t have time to clean the small spattering of fluid from his face, as Raditz had slid under him and grabbed his cock, jerking it roughly in his hand. Behind him, Trunks thrust savagely, pounding him nearly flat against Raditz ; Trunks cried out Goten’s name hoarsely, the sound sending Goten into his own second orgasm, his pleasure peaking when he felt Trunks’ warm wetness splash inside him. Once again, both demi-saiyans collapsed into a heap of heavily breathing, hot, sweaty flesh. Goten raised a hand to flick a clump of wet hair from his eyes, but aside from that, found he coldn’t move; Trunks felt similar, his legs quaking every time he attempted to move. Finally, he managed to flip himself onto his back. "Sugoi…" Trunks breathed softly, shaking his head in disbelief. ~~~ The next morning, Trunks and Goten bid Raditz farewell before he left on his newest mission, to purge a large planet nearby of its inhabitants with two other saiyans, Vegeta and Nappa. Trunks and Goten slept a few more hours, then showered and dressed, readying the device for their departure. Goten paused, turning away from Trunks and walking to the large window, looking out into space. "I just want to get a last look….hey…wait a minute…" Goten said, his voice wavering slightly. Trunks frowned, walking up behind him. "What’s wrong, Chibi? Oh wow! Check out that planet, it’s atmosphere is blood red!" He exclaimed, pressing his face against the window for a closer look. "That’s Vegeta-sei…." Goten said absently. "But what I was talking about, is that…" He pointed at the dot flying towards them from the planet. Trunks narrowed his eyes, his saiyan eyesight focusing enough to tell him that it was a being, not a spacecraft. One with dark hair just like Goku’s and Goten’s, all wild and spiky. Suddenly men seemed to be everywhere, surrounding the ship and then moving into attack the one saiyan man that approached them. Trunks jerked his face towards Goten as his friend and lover let out a choked cry. "Grandfather! NO!" Goten shrieked, pounding on the glass with his fist. "Chibi, careful, you’ll break the glass, baka!" Trunks said harshly, grabbing Goten’s fist. Goten tried to jerk free of Trunks’ hold but failed, only managing to trip them both to the floor. "Dammit, Trunks, let me up!" Goten growled. "Goten, you tripped me, for crying out loud!" Trunks huffed, standing unsteadily to his feet, grabbing Goten’s hand to help him up. Just as they stood, the ship began to shake lightly, the room suddenly filled with an eerie glow. "What the fuck!?" Trunks muttered, turning towards the window; he gasped at what he saw. "No…." Goten whispered, tears streaming down his cheeks, his fingers clutching the window desperately. "No…" Planet Vegeta was nothing more than an enormous shower of fiery rocks. He spun from the window, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs. Trunks felt a sob rising in his own throat as it really sank in; he had just witnessed the end of the Saiyan people. His people. Goten’s people….and Goten’s grandfather…had been trying to protect the planet by himself? He shivered, not understanding. Stroking Goten’s hair, he pulled the taller man into his embrace and rocked him slowly. "I’m sorry Chibi…I didn’t want to see that either…" He whispered. "Lets go home now." Goten nodded, pulling the device from his pocket. As he had already set the coordinates, he simply pressed the ‘unlock’ button and then hit the power key. A familiar flash of light enveloped them, and they were gone. ~Owari~ (It's for real this time! ^_^) Guest Main Page / Chapter 20 |