Ryu: Hello all! I'm so happy, my first fic! As said in the summary this is a Truten fic, meaning shounen-ai. (Boy-boy pairing) It's in Trunks' POV. So...I hope you all like it! Ok here's the disclaimer! Discalimer: Ryu does not own DBZ/GT or any of the characters that are from those animes that appear in this fic. However, she does own the one or two other characters that appear for a paragraph or two! Now on with the fic! Now I'm gonna get some ketchup! truns to reader before running off Please read and enjoy!

This One Thing
Chapter 1: What would life be without you?

What would the night sky be without stars? An ocean without water? That would be my life without him. Empty. We've always been the best of friends, ever since we were barely old enough to walk. When Majin Buu came and attacked the Earth we fought side by side, we even joined bodies using the Metamorese fusion technique. We've always been there for each other, through out the destruction of nearly everything we cared about. The destruction of Chikyuu-sei. It was painful, both physically and mentally. But in a way, we felt safe together, as long as we were with one another we would survive. And now we lay here on the couch, my Chibi asleep in my arms, his raven hair in a ruffled mess framing his face, and I can hear a content purr rumbling deep in his chest. The dim glow of the TV illuminates the otherwise dark room and creates shadows across his sleeping form. I caringly brush some stray bangs from his relaxed face and wrap my arm around his waist as I snuggle down next to him, beginning to drift asleep myself. I breath in deeply, taking in the sweet smell of the one I love, remembering how lucky I am to be with him and how this almost never happened due to my fear of how my best friend would react if I told him my true feelings. I slowly let my eyes close, listening to the steady breathing of the one that I don't think I could bare to live without....

:::::::Flashback:::::::

I was sitting in a large classroom along with about 25 other teens who are being forced to go through this torture adults like to call 'school'. The room is filled with the background noise of chatting groups of friends that are randomly hanging around the classroom waiting for the bell to ring. I'm sitting in my chair, surrounded by a group of friends, friends that I practically ignored half of the time. At least I have been ignoring them recently...just as I'm doing right now. They were talking about some game or some dance or another, and all I'm doing is sitting here, my gaze directed at him as he sits on the other side of the room, laughing with some of his buddies. Deciding to go over and talk to him, I search for a chair near him. After a second or two I find one about five feet away from him, finally I get to talk to him....my train of thought is rudely interrupted by the sound of one of my friend's voices.

"Trunks, hey Trunks? Hellooooo? Did you even hear a word I just said?" Alexi, one of my friends, asks, waving his hand in front of my face to get my attention.

I mentally shake myself for allowing my mind to wander off, thinking about Goten again, while my friends are sitting right next to me, trying to talk to me. "Huh? I'm sorry, I wasn't quite paying attention..."

He smirks at me, "Thinking about someone again, hm?" Noticing I was about to protest, he continues, "Don't be so tense Trunks, I'm not trying to mock you or anything, I wouldn't do such a thing, now would I?"

"Yes, you would," I state plainly.

"You know me too well, don't you? Anyways, we were all talking about the dance the school is organizing for tomorrow, and then I turned to you and asked you if you were planning on going, and then I realized that you weren't paying attention to me, and then I said..."

"OK! I get the picture!" I exclaim. Now what do I tell them? I have absolutely no clue whether I'm going or not.....immediately I begin to think about Goten...I'd almost completely forgotten about the dance! Yeah right, for the past week I've been trying to get myself to ask him to the dance. I've been going through numerous embarassing situsaions that have occured when I've been just about to ask him and then something goes wrong. As Juniors we were expected to go, not as much as the Seniors, but it would be the talk of the school if we didn't show. Especially since there were tons of girls asking us out. I wonder if he's found a date yet...maybe we can...but what would happen if I asked and he didn't want... My thoughts were cut short by someone snapping their fingers in front of my face.

"Trunks? You're off in lala land again!" I heard Alexi complain.

"Oh! Well, I don't really know about the dance....I mean I have someone in mind but I dunno...."

Brrriinngg....Brrriinngg. Thank You! Yet again, I was cut off, but this time was a thankful relief. I relaxed back in my chair as the other guys moved back to their seats. But today was still the day before the dance and I'd hafta ask Goten soon, if we were going to go......Look at yourself Trunks, you're being reduced to a bundle of nerves be one of your friends. However, I counter myself, he's your best friend, your friend that happens to hold your heart in his hands and he doesn't even know it.

"Good morning class!" exclaims my home room teacher, standing up in front of the class. "Please sit quietly while I take your attendance!" Man he's just too excited this early in the morning, laying my head down on my folded arms. This is going to be a looong day! As the announcements come over the P.A. I listen vaguely to the news on the sports and what-not, I can't wait until Study hall.......

Later That Day

BRRIINNGG!!

"Now I hope that all of you will be ready for the exam coming up on Monday. Sleep well, study, and make sure you eat a good breakfast Monday morning.! See you all Monday!"called out the science teacher happily. The while class began packing up their things and stand up. I shoved my books into my backpack and slung it over my shoulder, getting up out of my chair. Study? Yeah, right! I mean, come on! He's giving us a test on the basics of the digestive system! As in, the mouth chews, the stomach digests, blah, blah, blah... I walked through the door, and made my way down the hallway through the crowds of people hanging out by their lockers, heading towards my last class of the day: Study hall. After a minute or two of walking, and ignoring the stares of other students, mostly girls looking for dates, I finally reached my locker. Turning my combo, I hear it click and yank the green metallic door open, quickly put my hand In front of some of my books to stop them from falling out. I took a second to pull me science book out of my backpack and shove it into my locker, grab my white binder that I keep all of my homework and junk in, and then slammed the locker shut, locking it quickly. I then headed to the library, which was just down the hall from my locker, and as I went the hall began to empty. I stepped through the doorway just as the bell rang, and the creepy looking, grey- haired librarian looked at me over the rim of her glasses with her 'you- just-made-it' look. Acting as if I hadn't noticed I grabbed the pen laying on the front desk and scribbled my name down onto the sign-in sheet. Looking around the room quickly, I spot Goten sitting at our usual table and stroll over to him.

"Hey Chibi!" I call out as I reach the table and pull out the wooden chair situated across from him. I sit down on the chair, setting my binder down on the table in front of me. He looks up at me, after taking a second to finish the math problem he was working on.

"Hey, Trunks! I figured you were gonna be a no-show again 'cause of your Bio teacher!" he replied, laughing lightly.

"Yeah! He kept going on about how we should be 'extra prepared' for our 'big exam' on the digestive system Monday!" I tell, beginning to forget about how utterly boring my day had been. But that's just the effect he has on me I guess. "So what have you been up to?"

"Not much, Mom's been bugging me about how I should get perfect grades in school," he responds. Then, gesturing to his calculus book, he adds, "Which is why I'm doing my homework for once!" Even though we both pull off high-nineties for grades ChiChi still insists that Goten should do better. Actually, I'm not one to be talking, mother's almost as bad. Sighing, I pull out my own math work and a pencil.

"I guess we might as well get some work done while we're here, it'll make less to carry home," I sigh, putting my pencil to the paper, attempting to write my name. Realizing that it's not making any marks I look at the tip and notice that's it's broken. I look over at Goten, about to ask him if he has a pencil I can borrow, but I stop myself as I notice him staring at something. His gaze is focused behind me and off to the side, so I turn around to see what he's looking at. My eyes widen slightly in shock as I notice the table of girls situated directly where his gaze is focused. I glance back at him, and then back to the girls. Realizing that he might actually be staring at them, my breath catches in my throat and my heart pounds faster in my rib cage. Then I hear a low rumbling coming from his direction, I turn my attention back to him as he glances down at his stomach. He notices me staring at puts a hand behind his head, smiling the famous Son grin. "I guess I should have eaten more at lunch!" As if to emphasize what he said, his stomach lets loose another growl, louder this time. I quickly dismiss my worries, he was just staring off into space thinking about food again. But still....... I get up and stroll over to the pencil sharpener, which happens to be three feet away from the table full of girls I had noticed earlier. However, it was on the other side of a bookshelf, so they didn't notice me. I f they had they probably would've wasted no time swarming me. I put my pencil in the sharpener and proceed to sharpen it.

"So, who are you taking to the dance?" I hear one of the girls 'whisper' in an extremely high-pitched voice.

"I dunno, but Trunks is really hot!" said another girl, following that statement with a fit of giggles. Almost all of the group from the sound of it soon joined her.

"Yeah," began another girl as the laughter started to subside, "But so is Goten! He's a real cutie!"

"Why don't you ask him to go with you?"

She laughed nervously, "I couldn't, he'd probably laugh at me and say no!"

"Didn't you see him staring at you in English class?"

"He was!?!" she practically squeaked.

"Yeah! He was practically drooling!" added the first girl.

My jaw dropped open. I can't believe it! I thought I actually had a chance at going to the dance with him....at these thoughts my heart almost broke. Goten probably didn't want anything to do with me, except be friends.

"Oh well, I really don't care what you think, Trunks is cuter anyway! You're just confused," exclaimed the girl that had commented on my looks before.

"But..."

My eavesdropping was interrupted by a hand being placed on my shoulder. "Trunks?" I hear Goten ask. "Why are you still sharpening that pencil? Judging by the fact that it's all the way down to the eraser, I'd say that it's pretty sharp!"

I spun around quickly to face him and said, "Well, umm...no reason in particular. I guess I just kinda lost track of time!" Calm down Trunks! So what if he was looking at them? He's just a guy who you've fallen for completely! For some reason this doesn't do much to comfort me at all. He was probably just thinking about food again like he was a couple of minutes ago, I mean his English class is right before lunch! He just looked at me like I had grown an extra head or something.

Lost track of time? Weird, I mean he was sharpening a pencil! Now I could understand if he was thinking about someone, preferably me....

Huh? What was that? It sounded like Goten, but he's standing right in front of me and I know he didn't say that out loud....Weird. Oh well, I glance at my pencil to notice that Goten's right, it's barely useable. Sighing a follow Goten back to our table. Trying to push the girls' conversation out of my head I ask, "So, what do you want to do today?"

"Huh?" he looks up at me, it seems he was already working diligently on his homework.

When he doesn't respond right away I tell him, "You're coming over after school, like you usually do on Fridays. Does that ring a bell? Man, you can be so clueless sometimes!"

"Hey, I resent that!" he complains as he folds his arms over his chest in a mock pout. You can be pretty clueless sometimes yourself, baka! My eyes widen slightly at the sound of this, actually more at the fact that I heard it, without actually hearing it....It's just been a long day, I guess I'm just hearing things....

Ryu: So what do you think? My very first chapter, I'm so happy! I'd greatly appreciate it if you guys would review, even if it's to say you hated it! Obviously I'd prefer if you were nice about it if you didn't like the story. If you have the need to flame this fic though, who am I to stop you? If you have the need to yell at me and curse me because you didn't like the story and you're not mature enough to be civilized about it then that's not my problem! I do have a question for those of you that like this fic....did you like the way it started with a flashback? I thought it might be interesting, but I'm not sure if you guys will like it! Anyway...this started out as a one-shot, but it started getting too long...lol I tried to edit this as best I could, I don't think that there's a lot of errors, but if any of you want to beta-read this, feel free to say so in your review! Ja ne!