Summary: A new enemy once again rears its ugly head, but this time it decides to masquerade as Trunks. However, what happens when Vegeta kills the "imposter" not knowing that he is indeed his son, the "Real" Trunks? Can Trunks ever forgive his father for making such a terrible mistake?

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball (Z, GT, etc.) or any of its characters except my OC's, nor do I make any money from my writing.

A Tremendous Betrayal

Chapter 11: What'll it Take?

~With Goten~

"Damn it!" Goten cursed, slamming shut the text book his mother was currently forcing him to study. "How am I supposed to focus on this? I can't even..." He trailed off, realizing that the door to his room had opened, revealing Gohan, leaning against the door frame with a concerned look on his face.

"Can't even... what?" He asked, frowning slightly. Somehow, the frown further enraged Goten.

"Nothing. Nothing at all!" Goten yelled, sharply standing up, sending his chair flying back. "What's it matter to you?"

"I'm your brother..." Gohan sighed, and took a small step into the room. "Listen, I understand you're upset over... well, you know what, but this isn't helping anybody. You've got to..." He started to say, but was cut off by Goten.

"Stop trying to be a freakin' psychiatrist! You're not helping anyone either! One of your stupid books probably says that conversations like this help, but obviously they don't! Thought a 'scholar' like you could figure that out!" Goten yelled, the last phrase filled with a sarcasm. "I've got to what, Gohan? Be there for Trunks? Get him to forgive Vegeta? Well I've been trying! You ever try talking to someone who was murdered by his own father? He completely ignores me now!" He continued, throwing up his arms in exasperation.

"This isn't like you, Goten... See, the reason you can't help Trunks... It's not just that Trunks is ahh... having a... difficult time accepting help. It's also the fact that you can't help yourself." Gohan replied, remaining completely calm."

"Can't help... myself?" Goten half-whispered, sitting down, forgetting that his chair had flown back when he stood up. In result, he fell straight down to the ground. Looking shocked, Goten's gaze shifted between the ground and his chair, which had crashed into a wall on the opposite side of the room. Finally, he lifted his gaze to Gohan, who's shoulders were shaking in attempt to conceal his laughter. When he realized that Goten was staring at him, Gohan cracked, laughter seeping out between his pinched lips.

Goten pouted, and said:

"It's not funny...", coaxing Gohan to start full-out laughing, no longer able to conceal it at all. After watching his brother for a few seconds, Goten, unable to help it, joined his brother, laughing at his own plight.

"I'll call up Bulma later today." Goten finally managed to say after about five minutes, only to break out laughing again. Moments like this were one reason he loved having Gohan as his brother.

~Meanwhile at Capsule Corp.~

"Trunks, are you coming grocery shopping with me?" Bulma asked her son, quietly knocking on the door of his room (which was open, she just knocked to get his attention).

"No, I'll pass." Trunks said, intently studying a shelf of books to avoid meeting his mothers gaze.

"You haven't gone anywhere ever since... umm, in a while now. It would do you good to get out for a bit..." Bulma argued.

"Do me good? What would I possibly need that for?" Trunks replied, rolling his eyes. This, at least, provided Bulma with some relief. Her reasoning was that if Trunks sarcasm was coming back, he was improving.

"Listen Trunks, you will come with me or..."

"Or what? He will punish me? Maybe kill me again?" Trunks retorted.

"You don't have to push your life, and everybody in it away because of that!"

"You're saying that like it's no big deal to be murdered by your father." He replied, hotly meeting his mothers gaze.

"Well you're alive now! You've got to forgive him at some point, and get back to your life!"

"Forgive him? He hasn't talked to me once since he killed me! He's been ignoring me, like nothing happened! What kind of father does that?"

"Your father's like that with everyone! Get used to it!"

"Why should I have to get used to that?"

"Well... because..."

"See, even you can't think of a reason!"

"Fine, so I can't! How about you give me a reason as to why you're pushing away anyone who tries to talk to you!"

"Easy! Because no one recognized me! I would have at least expected everyone to be able to distinguish my Ki from that of someone elses! Apparently, no one even bothered to check who it was they were trying to get rid of!"

"You're right about that..." Bulma said, her anger fading. "I'll talk to your father... I understand that it's not easy, but please. Just... try to forgive him. He really didn't know..." Bulma shook her head, turned, and walked out of the room, leaving Trunks to his thoughts.

Forgive him? He thought. I've been trying... right? Just what does one do to forgive his father for murdering him? What will it take for me to forgive him?

End Chapter

I'm sooo sorry it took me this long to update. I was aiming to lengthen this chapter, but unfortunately, some irritating circumstances cut me off mid-chapter, so I'll just write a double-chapter next time. Thank you, to all of you who haven't abandoned this story! While you wait for updates, R&R please! Let me know if there are any mistakes I missed!