"You can't just leave like this," Uub was frantic, he was running along side me in the hotel room trying to stop me but something seemed to stop him from doing so, obviously he had already talked to Trunks, "Goten, her wedding is in five hours and I need you there,"

I wanted to be there, I wanted to be the one beside him to help him through this because I knew that no one else would know him pain except me, it wasn't just him losing a piece of his spirit but also me.

"Uub," I said turning towards him and stopping completely, "I know how hard this is for you but I also know what kind of person you are. You were a stone pillar for Marron, you always kept her grounded, and you always have that effect on the people around you. I know that times are tough for you and I wish I could stay but there are really only two possibilities here. One is that I end up in the same position I was in two weeks ago and the other is I wined up in jail. I did just assault a millionaire."

"Trunks wouldn't do that," He shouted out quickly, "you know he wouldn't."

"No, you are wrong there," I said putting my hands onto his shoulders, "Trunks' father was an abusive asshole, he beat Trunks daily from what I know and if he has learned anything from it, he will do something."

I turned around and started to pack the last of my things. It seemed strange leaving again. The last time I left I felt like I had no life here but this time I can see it all, I can see my brother and his wife, my niece, my mother, Uub and most importantly, I finally got the closure I finally needed. Trunks never loved me.

"Goten, the kids…"

He stopped as I dropped everything I was holding. The kids? Trunks has more then one? Anger seemed to sneak up my spine but I was quick to stop it. I didn't love him and he didn't love me, who was I to care about the kids.

"Uub, if you say anything about the kids or his wife, I will not be in such a pleasant mood…" I sighed pinching the bridge of my nose, "Anyways it's too late for all of this, it's all over."

I scrambled to pick up my fallen object and stuff them into my duffle bag before standing back up and looking at Uub, "Things are going to be different this time. I don't want to lose contact with anyone."

"Goten, really, I wish that you would stay," He was looking down and I could see he was holding back something but as to what it was I was not interested.

"You know that I can't but I do want you to come and visit me sometime," I said placing a hand on his shoulder, "Whenever you are ready, just give me a call and I will arrange everything, you deserve a vacation."

"Yeah, I guess that sounds okay," He sighed out maybe giving up the last hope he had.

We walked downstairs and through the lobby in silence, it was refreshing really, it seemed like everything had fallen into place after all. Trunks was the big-shot millionaire president of capsule corporation and I was once again the misfit of the town, fate has finally been repaired.

I walked slowly towards the taxi with Uub beside me, "Well, I guess this is goodbye for now," I said as I held out my hand.

"Take care of yourself," He said quietly as he took my hand.

I slowly released his hand and threw my duffle bag in the backseat before pulling a letter out of my back pocket, "Listen, this is for Trunks and I will not ask you to give it to him unless you feel comfortable with it."

He took the letter from my hand and gave me a half-smile, "I will make sure he gets it."

That was it. There was nothing left for me to say here. I climbed into my taxi and I was off to the airport.


I arrived back is Los Angeles twelve hours later and although a little jet lagged everything seemed to fall right back into place but with a new aspect. I found myself going out with a few co-workers through the next few weeks and even went on a date, although nothing would come of that since the guy was a complete douche. Everything had finally returned to normal.

It was just a typical Sunday afternoon in Hollywood, the sun was burning outside, high humidity and no place to hide except on your couch with the air conditioner blaring out a breeze. A perfect day if I do say so myself.

I had arranged with my family to visit over Christmas, another four months till then and I had Uub visiting in a couple of weeks but until then all I had to do was lay back and finish off my book.

I sighed and glanced towards the television mounted on the wall across the room to see a picture of Trunks on the screen. A smile broke across my face as I felt no pain in my chest at all. The empty throbbing that had occurred over the last ten years had not come back since I'd been home, almost four weeks now. It was nice to finally get my clean start.

I had to admit though, it did feel like something was missing from my life and I came to the conclusion that I needed a pet. The only real question I had was whether I wanted to get a dog or a reptile.

I pulled my book back up the smiling playing across my lips - nothing could spoil this day.

The doorbell sounded and I sat bolt upright, "Yeah yeah, I know. You tempt fate and she will seek her revenge."

I hobbled to the door and opened it using one hand because I was refusing to put down my book, "Whatever you are selling, I am really not interested."

But when the door fully opened I stood horrified. It wasn't a salesman or a deliveryman; it was worse… worse then even a pushy Jehovah witness, "What do you want?"

"We need to talk, now open the fucking door and let me in," Her voice was icy cold and her eyes showed pure hatred. Maria stood there looking as annoyed as ever.


Omg? Who the fuck is this psycho-bitch? Termabitchor maybe? Next chapter will reveal it all! Stay tuned.