"Payback" Chapter 3:The Concluding Chapter

LAST WARNING: This chapter is Rated R with lemony overtones. It also has some "yuri & yaoi" overtones too. If you're uncomfortable with either case, turn back now. Otherwise, proceed by your own choice.

"Trunks, what're they doing?"

"Not sure. Dancing, stripping, all of the above."

"Trunks?"

"WHAT!?"

"I think I'm liking this."

"Mmm-hmm."

Trunks and Goten remained silent for quite a while after with their attention locked in by the activity inside the room. Goten shifted uncomfortably on the ladder, making it shake and shimmy.

"Goten, stop."

"I can't Trunks! I'm completely turned on! Let's go in there!"

"They'll stop if we do. Do you want that?"

"No."

"Then keep the fire IN your pants."

"You telling me that you aren't turned on by this?"

"No. I'm am very uh, fascinated by this."

"So then, use some of that charm of yours and get us bedside seats."

"No."

"C'mon Trunks!"

"No and if you whine again you won't have anything left there to stroke."

Goten groaned and focused back onto the window with a view. Trunks sighed deeply and did the same. Like a true leader, Trunks remained composed on the outside and not reveal his true feelings to his comrade. But oh how the fury raged within his own loins!

Meanwhile, Bra was slinking towards them. She remained tight along the contours of the house, using the shadows to hide her presence. She couldn't quite make out what the two bachelors were doing due to their own blending in the shadows, but her own saiyan hearing was telling her that all was going according to plan. They were completely entranced by the antics in the bedroom!

Back on the ladder, Goten grew impatient and restless. "Trunks, they're in YOUR room, doing what every man only dreams about! We gotta get in there before we're too late!"

Trunks ignored his persistent friend and focused on controlling his own self. He wanted to enter as much as Goten did, but with a minor difference...he didn't want to share.

Goten growled and gruffed at the lack of response from his best friend, but settled back into watching. It was better than nothing afterall.

Inside Trunks' room, Marron and Pan had overcome their inhibitions about doing what they were doing. It felt good and practically natural. Perhaps both were playing out some fantasy of their own? Neither knew or cared anymore. They were actually drawing their friendship closer in a bond neither had ever thought possible. What started out as a little game to tease two guys, one of which they both had feelings for, had now become a fierce reality. Both young ladies were giving each other what each had longed for from a certain lavendar-haired demi-saiyan. They were reaching heights they never thought existed as both instinctively knew what the other desired in both body and mind.

Back outside, Bra could feel her friends' kis rising. She couldn't believe they were actually going as far as they were. It actually made her curious to see what exactly was going on, but she had a job to do. Anyway, there was no way Goten and Trunks on the ladder would even notice that one young lady was missing from the group. Her tasks would be easier now. She grinned devillishly. Whatever plan her brother had schemed up was no longer in play. Their attention was 100% focused on one thing--the action in the bedroom.She clicked the camcorder on and aimed it at the two men on the ladder.

On the ladder, even Trunks was drooling now. He couldn't ignore the torture of being left out of the steamy romp. His pants grew ever tighter as his mind lost control of his body and his instincts commanded his behavior.

Goten was already suffering. He had his tongue on the window and was licking it with his eyes closed, no doubt envisioning being in there with them. Trunks was too preoccupied to even stop his friend's stupid behavior. He closed his own eyes and tried desperately to regain control of himself. He used mental images of anything disgusting he could imagine from french kissing Master Roshi to making love to the fortune telling granny. It nearly worked except for one flaw. He KNEW the two ladies he had developed a liking to beyond friendship were on the other side of the window, in HIS room, on HIS bed, playing out HIS most realistically possible fantasy...just minus him.

"Nnngyh...no!" Trunks muttered, his breathing increasing as his body responded to the spectacle before him. He tried to close his eyes again, but to no avail. His body knew what it wanted and his brain was helplessly along for the ride.

Down below, Bra snickered and silently thanked Dende that she was female and not prone to such a weakness. She turned her head away from the men on the ladder, but kept the camcorder viewing them. Seeing her brother in such a condition was almost as bad as catching her parents making love.

Inside Trunks' room, Pan lurched, let out a small yelp then smirked, altered her technique, and caused Marron to lurch and yelp as well. Moments later both let out relaxing sighs of relief and collapsed onto the bed, totally satisfied and enjoying their visit to cloud nine.

The three half saiyans outside felt the kis of the two young ladies spike then drop off dramatically.

"Aww, damn Trunks, they finished without us!" Goten whined, disappointed that he had missed an opportunity.

Trunks didn't speak and refused to look at his best friend.

"Trunks?"

Slowly Trunks turned to face his friend. He took in several deep breaths of his own as if to catch his own breath before he spoke. "I wouldn't say they finished without us, err, me at least." Trunks muttered softly, disappointed in himself for his inability to restrain himself. Amazingly, Goten understood what Trunks meant.

"Hey, now we've got a reason to go in there. I mean, you need to get in there for a change of underwear right?"

Trunks glared evilly at Goten before turning his attention back to the window. "It's no big deal Goten. I don't want to interrupt them."

Just then Bra decided to reveal herself to the two depressed bachelors.

"Liked the show eh?" she teased with her father's trademark smirk and crossed arms.

Trunks returned the smirk. "Now why would you give us such a fantastic gift eh sis?"

*GIFT?! Crap, he's word playing to turn it around. C'mon girl think!*

Trunks continued his speech. "Honestly sis, I'm rather amazed you talked those two into that. And of course, you're taping us in attempt to either humiliate or blackmail us correct?"

Finally Bra arrived at a plan. "I bet the ladies who work at Capsule Corporation would be interested in seeing what Mr. President looks like what at climax now wouldn't they? Not to mention that he's a voyeur and pervert."

"You wouldn't."

"Of course I would. And I bet mom and dad would get a kick out of it too."

Trunks growled. Of course she would! She's their father's daughter!

While Trunks, Goten, and Bra were locked in conversation, Pan and Marron had one of their own.

"Perhaps we should explore this a little more eh Marron?"

"What do you mean?"

"Being guyless. We can get by without them. We just proved that."

" You mean you and ME?"

Pan nodded. "It's worth a try."

Marron contemplated the possibility. "Our parents aren't gonna like it."

"It's no different then if we dated some strange guy. They know both of us too. And an added bonus, no chance of pregnancy."

"Quite true...but what about Trunks?"

"What about him? We just proved he's like all the others."

"So we're going to allow him to lose two potential girlfriends and to each other no less. Ouchy. That's one for the tabloids."

"And it'll hit his ego where it hurts most. His male pride. " Pan added.

"Not to mention his reputation. We're being kinda mean and downright cruel Pan."

"He'll survive. He seemed to be toying with both of us anyway. Besides, he's a saiyan. He's trained to take anything."

"Should we see what's going on out there? It seems like Goten and Trunks are distracted by something below." Marron said as she pointed at the two turned heads at the window.

Both Marron and Pan wrapped a blanket about themselves and opened the window. At the sound of the window's motion, Goten and Trunks turned back abruptly to face them only to bang into each other's head. As both tried to focus, they lost their balance and the ladder careened backwards towards the ground below. It landed on top of the two stunned guys in a manner which looked, well, inviting.

"Now THAT really is sick guys. I knew you two were desperate to get laid, but isn't this taking it a little too far?" Bra snickered and taunted, unable to restrain herself from the opportunity.

"Gives new meaning to the term 'hardware' dontchya think Bra?" Pan yelled from above.

Trunks angrily flung the ladder off of himself and Goten. "Ha Ha. That was so funny that I forgot to laugh!"

"Aww, is Trunksie in a bad moody now?" Bra taunted.

Trunks ignored his sister aside from a quick hiss as he passed her by and headed for the house.

"Trunks, where are you going?" Goten asked as he stood up and brushed himself off.

Trunks ignored Goten too. He entered the house and headed directly to his already occupied room. He knocked lightly before entering. As he walked in, the scent of passion nearly overwhelmed him once again, but he managed some degree of composure. "Am I interrupting something?"

Pan smirked. "You missed the party."

"So I see. I would've had the home court advantage too."

"Oh, is this YOUR room? We didn't know." Marron lied.

Trunks smirked. "We could have a replay you know."

"You ARE a pervert aren't ya?"

"Hardly Pan. I just wanna play too."

"One moment Trunks" Pan said as she and Marron huddled with subdued whispers in the blanket so that even Trunks' acute hearing couldn't make out the words. Moments later, they were done.

"So what're you two gonna do now, date?"

Pan and Marron exchanged glances. "Uh, as a matter of fact, yes." they replied in unison.

Trunks' jaw dropped in shock. Gathering himself, he regained his composure once again. "Hmph. Who would've known. Ah well, I'm a good sport. Just to let you know, if either or both of you ever desire a man again, my offer still stands." he said seriously. "Well, good evening ladies." he added as he departed. Once inside the hallway he smacked himself in the head. * AWWW Man! That's MY room! Why did I leave!? Trunks, you're such an idiot sometimes!* With a groan, he returned back outside.

"What was that all about? Did you change or something?" Goten asked.

"Nah. We lost."

"We did? That sucks. Why'd we lose?"

"Cause apparently they're sticking with each other only now."

"Eh?"

"Neither is into guys right now. It's probably just a phase, but in case it's not, we'd best look for other fish in the sea."

"Fish? Mmmm, I'm hungry Trunks. Where's the fish?"

Trunks growled at his friend's stupidity.

"Trunks?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do all the pretty ones end up like that?"

Trunks didn't reply.

"So are we still gonna give some payback and eat fish?"

"Oh sure. Why don't we duplicate their little act. We'll just put on some tunes and do it on the hood of my car."

"Eeeeehh?! You mean you and I doing THAT?!"

"I'm kidding Goten."

"Oh. Okay. We could do that though. You're my best friend and we have done that fusion thing. It can't be much different than that?"

Trunks eyed his long time friend as if contemplating the option. "Let's just go. I need a drink."

"But Trunks, you never drink."

"I feel like it now."

And so dear ol' Trunks ended up with neither Marron or Pan. In fact, pan and Marron ended happily with each other. They no longer competed for the lavendar-haired son of Vegeta. They didn't even long for him any more. Perhaps Trunks will find true love in a similar manner. Afterall, there's always his best friend, Goten.

END.

Author's note: Conflict solved. If Pan and Marron become a happily loving pair, then who needs Trunks? With Trunks out of the equation completely, there can be no conflict or competition right? Nyah Nyah! ;P