Author's Note: I wrote this story before, but the site took it down, so here it is again.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z.
He was mad; in fact he was beyond mad. Angry didn't begin to describe the betrayal and hurt that he felt in his heart. He walked through the house pouring the gasoline carefully all over each and every room. He was almost finished; he went into his husband's favorite room. All of his special electronics were in here. His desk top computer, his printer, and everything else that helped him to cheat. He made show that he drenched everything in gasoline. The last and final room was their master bedroom. How many times did they make love on their giant king sized bed? How many times did he say the words 'I love you' how long was this affair going on. He looked around the room for a moment, just remembering the love that they once shared, a love now that has faded to black. He turned the container over and drenched the bed and carpet, he then started going back down the stairs, and making sure he left another trail of gasoline. He wanted his home; no this use to be home now it was just a place full of lies, hatred, and betrayal. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, a habit that he had just started recently. He lit his delectable Camel cigarette, and inhaled deeply. "This is goodbye Trunks forever." Goten said and pulled out the matches again. He threw one lit match in the living room, another near the sun room, and the last one on the stairs. He then turned around and grabbed his duffel bag that was by the front door. He went outside closing the door softly. He walked to his car and got inside. He looked at his old house one more time; he could see a soft orange glow coming from the window. He then drove away.
Trunks had left his office at his regular time, even though his special visitor had came by to see him, and please him in that way that he could. Trunks knew that he should have ended his affair before it started, but every time that he was about to, he swore that he was captured by those oh so perfect lips and he just lose all of his common sense. He had been cheating on Goten for about two years now. He loved Goten with all of his heart, mind and soul. Yet this other man had the experience and skills that Trunks body craved and desired. He just had to have him. Just as Trunks exited on I-895 he came to a standstill. "What the hell?" He said to no one, he then turned on the radio and found the traffic report station.
"There is a five alarm fire in the 1500 block of East Satan St. Firefighters are battling this blaze with everything that they have, at this time they have yet to discover if there are any victims inside of the home. Police has blocked off the entire area. We will update you with information as time goes on."
Trunks heart skipped a beat. This was his street; in fact it was his block. He just hoped and prayed that Goten wasn't harmed. Trunks pulled out his cell phone and called Goten. The phone went straight to voicemail. He left Goten a message and then he tried dialing his home phone.
"The number that you are dialing is temporarily out of service." Now panic was all that Trunks could feel. Goten didn't answer the phone, and his home phone didn't work. "Think Trunks Think." He said to himself. Who else can I call to check on him? Trunks tried everyone in his contact list, and either no one knew where he was or they didn't answer. "Shit! Goten where the hell are you?" Trunks yelled inside the car. He inched along with traffic, and it took him forty-five minutes to get close to his home. Trunks pulled as close to the police barriers as he could, he then put the car in park and grabbed his wallet and got out. He walked over to the closet officer. "Step back sir." The office said. Trunks pulled out his license and showed it to the officer.
"My name is Trunks Briefs and I live in this block. I just need to know that my husband is safe, and that it wasn't my house." The officer took his license and looked at the address; he then moved out of the way and signaled for Trunks to follow him. The officer led them to the detective that was put in charge of the case.
"Hey Ming, I have the owner of the house." Trunks heart fell to his feet at what the officer had said. That means that this was his house, and since Goten didn't answer then that means that he's dead. "Detective Ming will take care of you Mr. Briefs." The officer walked away, and left Trunks standing there with Detective Ming. "Mr. Briefs."
"Is my…" Trunks choked on his words. "Husband in there?"
"We're not sure yet, as you can see the fire is still active in some parts of the house." Detective Ming paused and looked at the house. "Mr. Briefs, why would your husband be inside?"
"I don't know, when I heard the report on the radio I became anxious and I called him, and he didn't answer, and my house phone isn't working now, and I called all of our friends and family and I no one has seen him, and I'm just scared." Trunks said and looked at the Detective. "I just need to know that my husband is okay."
"What about your house, don't you want to know how the fire started."
"I'm the President of Capsule Corp, I can always buy another house, but I can't buy another Goten." The detective shook his head and walked over to the Chief firefighter. After speaking to him for a few minutes, he then walked back over to Trunks. "Well, is he… is he…" Trunks couldn't even finish his sentence.
"No one was found in the house, however it looks like someone deliberately set your hour house on fire. Do you two have any enemies?" Trunks could have cared less. His Goten was alive, and when he found him he was going to hold him forever. This made him realize how important his Goten was, but little did he know that he was a little too late.
Goten had driven to his brother's house. He knew that his brother would stand by his side in all of this regardless, and he didn't want to be alone at this time either. Goten got out of his car and walked up the little brick pathway to his brother's house and rung the bell. Videl answered the door on the second chime.
"Goten, what a surprise. Please come inside." She said as Goten walked in with his duffle bag. Videl led them to the living room and both of them sat down. "How have things been?"
"I left Trunks." Goten stated simply and looked at the floor. "I just need a place to stay at for a couple of days, and then I'll be out of your hair."
"Oh Goten, you can stay as long as you want too. Let me get us some tea and we can talk about what happened." Goten nodded, while Videl went into the kitchen to fix their tea. Even though Videl was way older then Goten, he still considered her one of his best friends. His only best friend as of now. The two of them would always make time to meet and have lunch together at least once a week. He was also their daughter's godfather as well. Goten had drifted into his own thoughts until Videl was handing him his tea. "Now tell me what happened."
"Well remember how I told you that Trunks had seemed distant lately." Videl nodded. "Well I hired a detective to follow him and see if he was you know, cheating on me." Goten stopped and sipped his tea. "So the detective called me and said that Trunks is having an affair, and it looks like he's been having it for a long time. So anyway he said that he would give me the photos today at five pm."
"Does he know that you're here?"
"Yeah." Goten gave Videl the Son smile. "I kinda did some other things too." Videl raised her eyebrow. "I kinda set our house on fire."
"You did what!" Videl yelled. "Are you crazy Goten?"
"Just tired and fed up. I mean I love Trunks and this is what he did to me."
"I know sweetie and I'm sorry, but listen you could go to jail for that, and then what."
"I just don't give a damn anymore." Goten said and sat back, he then turned on the television, which was covering the fire. "See Videl, there's Trunks precious house." The two of them were so into the news, that they barely registered the doorbell. Videl went to the door, and then she called Goten. "Detective Yung." The detective gave Goten a large brown envelope and Goten gave him a white envelope with cash. Videl closed the door and stood next to Goten, as he opened the envelope and pulled out the photos, he went through them carefully until he saw the one with the other man's face. "Shit, shit shit shit shit." Goten kept saying
"Who is it Goten?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I didn't show you." Goten gave Videl the photo. She looked at it and shook her head.
"Oh my God."
TBC