"Owe, stop don't leave marks." Trunks grumbled pulling on his partners black hair as the Saiyjin bit him roughly on the collar bone.
"Yeah, whatever you say." The other said in a husky voice that sent shivers through him.
"Oh really? Whatever I say?" Trunks joked pointedly.
"If you can take me down you can have it, that's always been the deal." Their eyes met and he could see the intensity in the others black eyes even in the darkness that enveloped them.
"I bet you'd let my dad overpower you." Trunks said pouting to the other.
"Hmm, you're probably right, but that would be a different life." The other said softly before silencing any other remarks the other had with his lips.
Light assaulted them as the door to the room sprung open and someone turned the light switch at the door on.
"Dad! What the fuck!"
"Well you two certainly know how to make a dinner part 'interesting'." Vegeta heard Bulma say as he entered the room.
"What the hell did they do?" Vegeta asked glaring at his daughter who visibly shrunk at his gaze.
"Well, first your daughter comes in, during the middle of the silent auction, looking like this, extremely loudly." Bulma shouted gesturing to what was left of Bulla's dress after her super saiyjin transformation. "And then your son, oh gear up cuz you are gonna love this one, your son was caught in current condition," Bulma motioned to trunks who was wearing only boxers "in his old bedroom with Goku."
"I don't have the patience for either of you right now. I don't care if you are adults, go to your rooms. I will come find you when I am in a more merciful mood." Vegeta said threateningly, that was all it took and they both fled in fear.
"Wow really, your boyfriend's dad. That's a little inappropriate." Bulla said as she lay at the end of Trunks bed. "Is that why you were home so often at night recently?"
"You're one to talk." Trunks responded giving her a light tap with his foot.
"Hey, at least I didn't cheat on anybody." Bulla muttered.
"Okay I'm a failure I know!" Trunks growled.
"Daddy issues?" Bulla offered.
"Yeah, that probably has something to do with it." Trunks muttered lightly.
"When I told you to go to your rooms I meant separately to reflect on your poor life choices." Vegeta stood in the doorway of Trunks room glaring at them.
"How is he so intimidating he is such a tiny man." Bulla whispered as she quickly jumped off her brother's bed.
"Shut your mouth." Vegeta shot to her as he approached them both with Trunks now at her side.
"I mean you didn't tell us to go to our own rooms." Trunks pointed out visibly prickling his father.
"It's almost as if you are each trying to get me to beat you first." Vegeta said through gritted teeth.
"I mean you could just beat Bulla then we will all be happy." Trunks said with a shrug.
"You shut your mouth too. I'm tired of hearing you talk. Shut the fuck up for once and listen." Vegeta glowered. "You have embarrassed your mother for the last time. The stunt you pulled was ridiculous. How dare you do that to your mother? And you come in looking like a whore, which I suppose works since you are acting like one. These men are at least twenty years older than you guys. What were you thinking?"
"Well…" Trunks began.
"Shut up! You having sex with Kakkarot, and you having sex with his son. You have ruined any trust that I could have ever had in you two."
"Well that's taking it a little far don't you think?" Bulla said softly.
"Your brother knew. Your brother knew and he lied to my face." Vegeta said cuttingly to is daughter. "And you dare to put Goten through that, you don't do that!" Vegeta spat at his son. "You are both stubborn spoiled brats. I'm tired of it. Being stubborn is fine, but your behavior becomes a problem when it starts damaging other people's lives. We have a select group of people in the world that we are supposed to take care of, we are royalty that's our burden. If you can't do that little for those people then you aren't worth calling my children. I don't want to see either of you, I don't want to hear anything from you or about you. As far as I am concerned you aren't my children." With these harsh words Vegeta turned his back on the two blue haired half-Saiyjins and left them in his past.
Bulla knew they had no future beyond friendship, and she knew that was what Gohan had called her for. She could feel it in the way he looked at her, sort of sullen but determined. Part of her had hoped for a different outcome, but all of her knew what the outcome would be from the beginning. There was only so long before someone found out.
"So uh, my dad kicked me out, but my mom um helped me get an apartment, she paid two months' rent and told me to get a job and deal with it after that. I mean, I guess it's fair because she did the same thing for trunks when he moved out." Bulla rambled trying to break the silence in the least awkward way possible.
"I'm sorry that your dad kicked you out. It's my fault." Gohan replied softly from where he stood with his back against the front door. He stood there to keep her from leaving before they talked about where to go from here.
"Nah, I embarrassed him and he's angry. Rightfully so, so I just have to wait it out until he is no longer angry and we will be able to work it out. The moving out was probably a good idea too." She shrugged.
"So." Gohan said softly.
"So?" Bulla asked.
"You know it's probably for the best…" Gohan trailed not wanting to say the painful words he knew had to be said.
"Yeah, I know." Bulla said softly, she understood what he was trying to say. She knew the truth of it too.
"You can always like come over." Gohan said trying to find a solution.
"That's probably the worst idea you've ever had." Bulla muttered.
If this was the end it had to be the end. There were no friendly visits, there were not going to be any movie nights like other friends had. This would end here and they would both go on trying to forget the past two months they had spent together. In retrospect it was really not a long time and now that it was over it seemed like the time had passed in an instant. But the memories felt as though they had been built over an eternity.
"So, uh, have a good one…I guess." Bulla said shakily as she began to walk around Gohan.
"What does that mean, have a good one, a good what?" Gohan asked, he knew the answer he could feel the weight in his stomach as she said it.
"Uhm, I guess like a good life." Bulla said softly with a pained look on her face. "Until I see you again, and for all the time in between."
"Wait." Gohan said softly reaching out and grabbing her by the wrist. Gohan pulled Bulla towards him and wrapped his arms around her. They stayed together for a moment, all of the time that they had passed together was in that one final embrace. Bulla was sure she would never feel this okay again. "If I had known that last time would be the last time, I would have held you a little bit tighter for a little bit longer."
The sadness in his voice struck a chord with her, she felt the same and she longed for a time that they could never revisit. They parted, Bulla with tears in her eyes. Bulla quickly exited and headed down the stairs. Too lost in her own emotions Bulla did not see the woman at the bottom of the stairs who she promptly bumped into.
"I'm sorry." Bulla said softly shaking the fog from her head. "I'm sorry." There was a different weight in this apology as Bulla recognized the woman she ran into.
"Hey it's okay. But, uhm, are you okay Bulla?" The tone in Videl's voice was sincere and free of judgement. Videl was the last person she would have expected to be this way.
"Y-yeah. Uhm just the second floor." Bulla said motioning to the flight of stairs and departing.
"What on earth did you do to that poor girl? I don't think I've ever seen anyone cry that hard." Gohan didn't register the voice at first.
"Shit is she crying?" Gohan said jumping and turning to face his door. There were traces of tears in his eyes as well.
"Yeah, but I think she will be okay. She's pretty smart." Videl said softly.
"Why are you here?" Gohan asked tenderly.
"What, I can't come and check on you a few days after everyone else finds out you are having sex with a 21 year old?" Videl asked jokingly.
"Everyone else? How long have you known?" Gohan tensed, her wording told him that she had known for a while.
"Since the Pan broke up with her." Videl said softly. "Everyone else was wondering if she was having sex with Goten, but I know what you smell like just the smell you left on her clothes, I spent days trying to get the smell of you out of the house, and as soon as I did you just sort of made your way back in on her."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"Well, I figured you were both coping and it could be someone worse, it could be someone that might use you. And I've spent a lot of time with that girl, and I knew she wouldn't." Videl smiled softly.
"So then, why are you here now?" Gohan looked closely at her searching for any answer in her face.
"I just wanna know what was going through your head." Videl said softly. "Like I mean I know what her thought pattern was, believe me I thought it and married it. But what were you thinking?"
"Honestly?" Gohan said with a small laugh, Videl's personality had always been his favorite. But she gave him a question that required a lot of thought and self-reflection on the matter, something he had yet to do. Until now he had been acting solely on his own desires. For the first time in his life thought had not been part of the equation.
"Honestly." Videl said solemnly.
"I've spent my whole life being told to be something. 'Gohan you need to study!' 'Gohan you need to fight.' Now expectations aren't a bad thing, however having to be a certain way never let me be what I wanted to be. I feel like I have never really known myself. But I made sure to meet the expectations set for me. Mom wanted me to grow up and be successful, have a beautiful wife and a beautiful life. I did that, I met you and I knew I had found the person I wanted to be my wife and you gave me a beautiful child and a beautiful life." Gohan smiled to himself. Their life hadn't been perfect but it was not a life he regretted living. "My dad wanted me to grow up and be a strong protector, the one he never could have been, and I did that. I defeated Cell, and I help protect us from being erased. But I didn't want to do that. I didn't like my feelings when I was doing that. And then suddenly, nobody expected anything of me. I felt alone. There was a point where my mom called and yelled at me for not being good enough to you, she said if I were a better man than you wouldn't have left me. I mean you know my mom, she didn't mean for it to sound as bad as it does it just did. But you know while everyone I knew was either talking down to me, or tip toeing around me, or just not talking to me at all, she was there. She walked up to me and wanted nothing from me. Nothing but a smile. I can count on one hand how many people have cared about me like that." It was easy, two, the woman sitting in front of Gohan, and the woman they were talking about. "But honestly, she was my best friend throughout all of this. Bulla was the person that got all of my junk, all of my bad feelings, all of my anger, all of my stress, everything. It was the single most peaceful time of my life. I know it was inappropriate on a social level, but honestly anything that is not what my parents plan is socially unacceptable in this tight group of people that are allowed in the life of aliens like us." In this he was referring to his saiyjin heritage. "And I spent two months across from a person that understood every single burden I felt due to it. It was relieving, and relaxing, it was short lived…but of course peace always is. But I've chosen, regardless of all of the drama that has and will come from this whether I ever spend a single moment alone with her again or not, she is now and will always be one of the best friend's I have ever had."
Videl sat quietly as Gohan slowly spoke out his thoughts. She watched his eyes gloss over, he seemed to be in a different place as he spoke. She had known Gohan for a long time and she had never seen him so intensely in thought. Where she a different person his words would have hurt her, but instead they gave her peace. Her Gohan was okay, people had been worried he had gone off the deep end. Only a few days had passed since word had spread, from Bulma's mouth of course, and people were attributing his actions to Videl having broken Gohan's heart. While she was sure his heart was just as broken as hers, she could tell he was sane, and rational. He was okay, and he would be.
"Second only to me right?" Videl asked playfully slapping his leg.
"Of course." Gohan said with a chuckle.
The words hung in the air for a minute, they both knew it was the truth and there was little in the world that would ever change that. Videl stood and looked around once again.
"Leaving already?" Gohan asked softly. "Got the information you wanted?"
"There were no stipulations on forever Saiyaman." Videl said with a soft smile. "Now I'm sure that girl has you stocked up on food, I mean she's a saiyjin too, so my friend what should we have for dinner."
Gohan smiled and stood up to lead her to the kitchen, they may never be married again but he was glad that him and Videl would always be friends.
"Come on you are overreacting just a little don't you think?" Trunks asked crossing his arms nervously as he watched Goten throwing clothes aggressively in boxes. More specifically all of Trunks' clothes in boxes.
"You know I see now why you were just so chill with Bulla fucking Gohan. Is it like just a thing in your family or something? Is this like the Breifs normal? I mean I know both of your parents have a hidden attraction to my dad, so is that just something bred into you? Like I mean what the fuck?" Goten rambled completely ignoring any of Trunks' input.
"Goten, it's not like that." Trunks said softly trying to reach for him but getting a quick glare from Goten that made him think better of it.
"So when did you decide this was a good idea? Before or after you found out about Bulla and Gohan?" Goten asked pausing in place before beginning to tape up boxes. "Like how long has this been going on?"
"Well…" Trunks began.
"I honestly don't care." Goten said snidely before throwing a taped up box of clothes outside their second story window and on to the top of Trunks' car.
"Goten please." Trunks begged softly cringing about the sound of the box making contact.
"Oh? Is that how you begged my dad to fuck you?" Goten asked snidely. "Cuz you know what I know for sure is that you are a pathetic little bitch so I'm sure he'd be the one fucking you."
"Goten!" Trunks protested.
"No!" Goten shouted back getting in Trunks' face. "You don't get to say anything! You don't get to defend yourself! You hurt me! Nothing you can say will change that! I will not let you manipulate your way out of this! Because I mean we both know that is what you're good at. I'm done Trunks, we've been through this before. I don't even want to remember how many times, but for the love of god, my father, that's not something I am ever going to forgive. Now get out of this apartment."
"I don't think this is legal, I'm on the lease too you know." Trunks said as Goten shoved him towards the front door.
"Try and stop me I fucking dare you." The threat in Goten's voice was real so Trunks backed out the door. Within seconds it slammed closed. Trunks sighed and headed down the hall, down the stairs and out to his car to pick up the boxes that were now scattered on the sidewalk.
"I'm sorry this isn't a brothel, you're probably gonna have to look for lodging somewhere else." Bulla shouted out her apartment window as she watched her brother step out of his car in front of her apartment.
"Shut up and come help me with my stuff." Trunks was obviously embarrassed.
"Oh first you want to come live with me and now you are bossing me around. Nah bro find somewhere else." Bulla joked before making her way outside to help him.
"This sucks." Trunks muttered as they carried a load of boxes up the stairs.
"I mean it's your own fault." Bulla shrugged.
"Why are you so content?" Trunks questioned as they made it to the front door.
"It's my own fault. My choices were my own now I have to deal with it. Don't worry Trunks, we will be okay." Bulla smiled at her brother and he sighed. If he could count on anyone it would always be is sister.