Closed Eyes Open Heart..
Another dramatic fic by yours truly. I like drama!! I Love it!!
And I Love Trunks :D
Intro:
Again the Future timeline, Gohan and Trunks had a tremendous battle with 17 & 18 at Future World (You know the scene in The History of Trunks.. )
They are beaten up, Gohan more then Trunks.
A important sense is taken from Gohan.. his sight. He'll never be the same again. Trunks is willing to take care of him..
Let's begin!
Closed Eyes Open Heart..:
Bulma slipped out of the bedroom with a sad look on her face. She sighed deep and brushed a tear from her cheek. She just witnessed a terrible grasp of fate. Life wasn't fair. What happened wasn't fair. She sniffed and searched for some balance. She was still drowsy from the terrible dramatic atmosphere that came out of the bedroom.
She closed the door behind her and stood face to face with her thirteen year old son. Trunks was sitting on the couch, his iron clutch dug it's self in his upper leg. He was wrinkling his blue jeans. He bit his lip and looked at his exhausted mother. Unable to speak, afraid of an emotional about burst he eyed her. The jesters made things clear. Bulma sighed again.
"He's still alive Trunks .. "
A smile appeared on the boy's face. Nothing is more satisfying then hearing that your best friend is going to be okay. He got up swiftly and started walking towards the door. But the touchy Bulma stopped him. "Honey.. "
The blues faced each other. By the looks on his mother's face Trunks sensed bad news. After a couple of seconds at gazing at each other Bulma closed her eyes. Her shaking lips parted. "But .." She gasped for air. "He won't be able to see again.. " With those words spoken she grabbed Trunks and pulled him into a warm hug. "I'm sorry honey.."
Trunks was speechless, the terrible news overwhelmed him like a raging hurricane. He had no words to say. He wouldn't believe it. Gohan..
After digging his face in Bulma's shoulder for ten long minutes the young boy gathered his courage and entered the bedroom. The lights were dimmed and the windows closed. He had only eyes for the resting Gohan. His head lay in Trunks' direction. A white bandage covered the warrior's dark pools.
Trunks gasped for air and took a step closer. He felt Gohan's hurting Ki. It was weak and broken. The young saiyan ran his hand threw his soft hair and just stared at his suffering best friend.
"Gohan.. "
No response. Trunks' lip began to shake. What would be Gohan's reaction if he found out . It would brake his heart, even though he would never admit it. Trunks knew his best friend too well. He was a man of adventure, following his instincts. Doing the best thing, always caring about others more then himself. Some one so pure hearted didn't deserve this.
Trunks' look fell on a chair near the bed. He sat down shoving it next to the bed. His elbows supported his head as he placed them on his knees. Again he looked at his friend.
"I'm so sorry Gohan, this is all my fault.. I should never have interfered with your battle" a tear ran from the boy's eye. "And now you're hurt.. "
Trunks inhaled some air and hung his head. More tears were set free. They fell on the soft carpet underneath the chair. The young saiyan placed his hands in front of his eyes and rubbed them. It wouldn't help. He began crying. A pure human emotion.
"What they done to you Gohan! How could I let them do it! I'm so sorry Gohan! Forgive me! Please forgive me.."
What Trunks didn't know that his mom was peeking threw the door. The sight of her heart broken son made her cry too.
She knew exactly how he felt. She felt it too the day Goku left the Earth. It was an unbelievable feeling. Almost a parasite. Destroying you.
She sniffed softly and closed the door while the young Trunks began revealing his personal thoughts.
Chaper 1 for now.. I'm working on 2. It will be posted today I think..
I'm gonna watch a DBZ marathon now.. :D
So.. Be patient..
Yes yes.. Drama..
Another dramatic fic by yours truly. I like drama!! I Love it!!
And I Love Trunks :D
Intro:
Again the Future timeline, Gohan and Trunks had a tremendous battle with 17 & 18 at Future World (You know the scene in The History of Trunks.. )
They are beaten up, Gohan more then Trunks.
A important sense is taken from Gohan.. his sight. He'll never be the same again. Trunks is willing to take care of him..
Let's begin!
Closed Eyes Open Heart..:
Bulma slipped out of the bedroom with a sad look on her face. She sighed deep and brushed a tear from her cheek. She just witnessed a terrible grasp of fate. Life wasn't fair. What happened wasn't fair. She sniffed and searched for some balance. She was still drowsy from the terrible dramatic atmosphere that came out of the bedroom.
She closed the door behind her and stood face to face with her thirteen year old son. Trunks was sitting on the couch, his iron clutch dug it's self in his upper leg. He was wrinkling his blue jeans. He bit his lip and looked at his exhausted mother. Unable to speak, afraid of an emotional about burst he eyed her. The jesters made things clear. Bulma sighed again.
"He's still alive Trunks .. "
A smile appeared on the boy's face. Nothing is more satisfying then hearing that your best friend is going to be okay. He got up swiftly and started walking towards the door. But the touchy Bulma stopped him. "Honey.. "
The blues faced each other. By the looks on his mother's face Trunks sensed bad news. After a couple of seconds at gazing at each other Bulma closed her eyes. Her shaking lips parted. "But .." She gasped for air. "He won't be able to see again.. " With those words spoken she grabbed Trunks and pulled him into a warm hug. "I'm sorry honey.."
Trunks was speechless, the terrible news overwhelmed him like a raging hurricane. He had no words to say. He wouldn't believe it. Gohan..
After digging his face in Bulma's shoulder for ten long minutes the young boy gathered his courage and entered the bedroom. The lights were dimmed and the windows closed. He had only eyes for the resting Gohan. His head lay in Trunks' direction. A white bandage covered the warrior's dark pools.
Trunks gasped for air and took a step closer. He felt Gohan's hurting Ki. It was weak and broken. The young saiyan ran his hand threw his soft hair and just stared at his suffering best friend.
"Gohan.. "
No response. Trunks' lip began to shake. What would be Gohan's reaction if he found out . It would brake his heart, even though he would never admit it. Trunks knew his best friend too well. He was a man of adventure, following his instincts. Doing the best thing, always caring about others more then himself. Some one so pure hearted didn't deserve this.
Trunks' look fell on a chair near the bed. He sat down shoving it next to the bed. His elbows supported his head as he placed them on his knees. Again he looked at his friend.
"I'm so sorry Gohan, this is all my fault.. I should never have interfered with your battle" a tear ran from the boy's eye. "And now you're hurt.. "
Trunks inhaled some air and hung his head. More tears were set free. They fell on the soft carpet underneath the chair. The young saiyan placed his hands in front of his eyes and rubbed them. It wouldn't help. He began crying. A pure human emotion.
"What they done to you Gohan! How could I let them do it! I'm so sorry Gohan! Forgive me! Please forgive me.."
What Trunks didn't know that his mom was peeking threw the door. The sight of her heart broken son made her cry too.
She knew exactly how he felt. She felt it too the day Goku left the Earth. It was an unbelievable feeling. Almost a parasite. Destroying you.
She sniffed softly and closed the door while the young Trunks began revealing his personal thoughts.
Chaper 1 for now.. I'm working on 2. It will be posted today I think..
I'm gonna watch a DBZ marathon now.. :D
So.. Be patient..
Yes yes.. Drama..