Da! Dada! Da! Here I am ready to serve you, my readers! Sorry for all the delays, but school...yeah...plus I finally got internet in my computer in my room so now I don't have to wait for my brother to get off to do my job. I am neglecting my homework for you guys so you better appreciate it! I also did not foresee me getting sick and being knocked unconscious by cough syrup, so again, my apologizes.
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Last Time: Our main characters are noe at the ball, including some guest Trunks does not want anywhere near his Goten. Grampa Bardock is reunited with an old comrade...this could get good.
Disclaimer: I'm 16, completely dependent on my parents and still in highschool..yea...not making much off of this fic now am I? And I do not own Christina Aguilera's "Walk Away"
WARNING: Near the end of this chapter, it gets sorta intense, with violence and sad stuff and flash backs. So if you are sensitive or whatever, just skip it. I'll tell you when it starts! Oh, also, ALOT happens in this chapter. I hope you guys do not get confused...
Chapter 24:
Walk Away
"Stop it..."
"I'm not touching you..."
"Stop it..."
"I'm not touching you..."
"Kakkarot...!"
"I'm not touching you..."
"Kakkarot! Please leave your brother alone!"
"But Dad, I'm not TOUCHING him..."
Kakkarot's index finger hovered a mere two and a half centimeters from Raditz's temple, he CLEARLY was NOT touching his older brother, so thinking he was in the clear, he continued to pester Raditz to no end. Bardock wished he would just drop dead where he stood. Torah found it quite amusing, the act of imaturity reminded him of Bardock and himself when they were cadets at the academy. If only Totepo were here to see this.
"...Little brother...if you do not pull that finger away right now, you won't have a finger left at all..."
"Oh yeah? Try me."
In one swift movement Raditz turned his head and aimed his large teeth at his brother's finger, luckily Kakkarot was quick to catch on and snapped his hand away pulling it towards his chest in safety. Kakkarot whimpered pathetically as he hid behind his twin who could only smack his forehead in shame. Raditz sneered, "Don't...touch me..."
OOO
A man with glasses prowled the ballroom. He didn't bother mingling with the guest for which he had no interests in such as lowly captains and Dukes, no his prize was nowhere to be found actually. He clutched his small pad of paper that was hidden in his long brown coat, the pen, the very pen he recieved from his great uncle when he got his first writing award was tucked safely in the brim of his brown Fedora(1) that sat atop his head. Many of his colleagues thought him a sore thumb considering how he dressed and much more. He never wore armor before in his life, never attended the academy, never fought or brawled for fun, he was void of any distinguishable muscles, wore thick black rimmed glasses, and his clothes were...odd. And whenever this fellow was questioned about his appearance he would reply, 'Haven't you ever seen Casablanca?' And that of course would leave his co-workers mind boggled, asking around what the in Kami is Casablanca? And ironically, said outsider would never explain this strange phenonemon Casablanca, making him seem even more odd.
Yes, Koijiri Yakamiji was an oddball, but he was comfortable with himself, never really paying any mind to the stares or comments he recieved constantly. He was an award winning journalist, and damn good looking too, at least that is what Koijiri thought...
OOO
Goten was lacing back up his sash when Trunks came up from behind and cuddled him into his arms, the younger's head tilted back to kiss under the older one's chin. It was Goten's zillionth attempt to make a proper knot so his sash did not slip off, but he was failing miserably since the damn bloody knot would not stay tight enough for it to stay in place.
"Ehhhh! Trunks-kun!"
"What?"
"...Help me?"
After knots were tied and hair was combed and a double take in the full length mirror, the two princes headed towards the winding staircase that lead to the large room where everybody was waiting for them. The two of them stood diligently at the top of the staircase, Trunks offered his mate his arm which Goten gladly took, his nerves were a wreck and he needed the support. The argument that took place nearly and hour or so ago was long gone from his memory, but he did remember to not disobey Trunks and stick close to him. But what if he saw Sanoske? Or if Sanoske came up to him? He prayed that they can avoid any confrontation that might cause a riot.
"Ready now?" He was answered with a tiny nod and a small 'let's do this' signaled the older prince to begin their trek down the long stairs.
A Duchess from the West was the first to take notice of the planet's princes and bowed respectfully. As if it were contagious, the whole parlor was bended at the back, cowtowing to the royals. A small blush could not have been avoided as Goten looked out to the people.
"Trunks and Goten...took you two long enough to get down here..."
"My apologizes mother, we were held up for a bit, but it's all taken care of," Trunks replied now at the bottom of the stairs. The Queen smiled and gave each prince a kiss of the cheek, "Come now, your father has been waiting."
OOO
"So Bardock, how has everything been?"
The smaller Saiyan captain was sipping on some rare wine as he and Torah leaned on the edge of the balcony located outside far from spectators. Both had agreed that they were getting headaches from the constant chattering inside and the annoying bickering of Bardock's sons.
"Oh, nothin' really. Had cubs, cubs got big, they had cubs, their cubs got big..." Bardock cleared his throat by gulping some more of the blue liquid.
"Why are you so nervous, Chibi? Never since I have known you to be a bundle of nerves like this. You need to relax a bit buddy..."
"I'm sorry Torah, it's just...it has been so long, it is if you had just gone out to go buy some milk and never came back, but NOW you are back just without...the...milk..."
The taller warrior laughed, "You're babbling, Bardock..."
"I know..."
A small sigh left the lips beloning to Torah as he stared at the smaller man, a tiny smile etched on his handsome face. Bardock turned to see his old time friend staring at him and began to fidget with his glass and scratched his head, "What?"
"Nothing," was all he got.
OOO
"Uh, Turles? Can you tell me exactly what the Hell that is?" Kakkarot pointed to the strange colorful concoction sitting atop of the buffet table. It was rather mushy to the touch once it hit the inside of your cheeks and tangy to the tongue, but once it hit your stomach, it churned, pleading for mercy. Shivers raced up and down Kakkarot's spine as he sampled a spoonfull, "How can these money bags it this crap?"
"Don't ask me..." Turles, by taking a glance at his baby brother's face could tell that the hidious dish was NOT getting anywhere near his palate, "Wonder how they make it purple though..."
OOO
"Trunks-kun?"
"Yes?"
"..um...never mind..."
"Goten...?" The two princes were being taken to Trunks' father, escorted by his mother who chatted about the prestigous guests that were currently there at the party, too bad that the two boys paid her no mind, too immersed in their own conversation.
"Really it's nothing, Trunks-kun," Goten turned his head away, but then remembered to smile out to the crowd that formed a long line on either side of the red carpet that lead up to the throne. On both sides, the high society of Vegeta-sei stood on their tip-toes to allow themselves a look at the planet's future. Small guests, such as the children of the parents who run the planet zig-zagged in between their mother's and father's legs, also wanting a look. Goten saw this and couldn't help but smile and rub his belly. One little girl imparticular with black curls at the ends of her spikes, with the largests eyes had he ever seen, caught Goten's attention. She was so adorable! Goten silently hoped that his child or children, whether it be a boy or girl, was cute like that so he could cuddle him or her all the time and spoil the child or children rotten.
The girl looked to be shy for when Goten smiled at her in a freindly gesture, she hid behind a women's long blue dress with a cute blush across her cheeks.
'Must be her mother,' he assumed.
"Psst!"
"Huh?"
"Goten, pay attention, we are at my father's thrown, just bow and act polite so he can get this over with and get some food..." Trunks informed him.
"Oh, okay," he whispered. Goten had to admit, Trunks was right, this doesn't seem like a popular place for a boy his age. He'd rather be out in the fresh air and getting dirty then being here with all these rich people. Plus he was also hungry, or rather, the occupant or occupants of his belly were hungry. As they approached, King Vegeta stood tall, or at least as tall as he possibly could. He took his wife's hands in his and help her take her seat in her own throne chair, he then turned to his son and his mate. Trunks bowed deeply and voiced, "Father." Goten tried to do the same without falling over since his stomach, even though he was barely beginning his pregnancy, was heavy for him, forcing him to place a stable hand on his abdomen to balance himself. Luckily, no one saw him he though.
"Sire."
"My dear son and his loyal mate, hope you two are enjoying the festivities?" Vegeta knew better, fully aware taht the two boys will probably be bored out of their minds as he was, especially with Umeboshi-san.
"Of course Father," Trunks answered smoothly.
The Queen's gaze turned to quiet boy next to her son, "And you young one?"
"Yes, ma'am?"
Bulma only laughed softley at the young boy's polite demeanor, fully knowing that he was nervous as Hell, "How are you enjoying the party?"
Goten knew that all eyes and ears were him one wrong move and he'll be the laughingstock of all Vegeta-sei. The very same feeling he had at the Induction Ceremony was creeping settling in once again, he was a poor country boy who just so happened to marry above him. He had no idea how to respond.
"Just be truthful boy..."
"Yes, sire...well, to be honest things could be a little bit...better..." A large collective gasp came from the audience, how dare that street rat insult the Queen in such a way as to dissaprove of her ball?!, "No wait! I mean...what I meant to say was that, things could spice up a bit." The frightful boy became bolder, "I am sorry your majesties, I do not wish to be insolent or inconsiderate but I have to say that this whole ball is boring and dull. And I bet that many others would agree with me..." The audience was silent, "right...?"
"YEAH!" A voice came from the crowd and the voice came from a slim male with tall spikes, "It's boring!"
"Toshihiro! (2) Your highnesses, my son, he is thick in the head and rather stupid contrary to his name!" A thin man, whose legs appeared to be too long for his body, pushed through the crowd to fetch his delinquent son, "I am so sorry!" The man grabbed a hunk of his son's hair to force his head to the floor, the boy's entire body in a cowtow, "Beg for their forgiveness!"
"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow!"
"BEG!"
"Father!"
"Toshihiro!"
"..."
"HOSHU-SAN!" (3)
"Yes, my Queen?"
"It's no problem, really..."
"Oh, my apologizes..."
Hoshu-san lifted his son from the floor but still held tight on to his son's tall hair, who by the way, was wincing in pain rather comically. With a final bow, the father and son duo left the scene with consecutive ow's fading into the distance. Goten was laughing in embaressment with a look of confusion on his face that could rival his father's, "W-was that my fault?"
"So, Prince Goten, what could we change to make this party more delightful for your age group?" The queen asked, "You certaintly are not the only one to feel the way you do. Hoshu-san's son has proved that..." An array of chuckles were heard from the audience.
Goten gave a shrug and answered, "Newer music?"
OOO
The dance floor was jumping thanks to the request given by Goten. The music was foreign tot he Saiyans, Bulma was told that it was exclusively imported from Earth, a planet with many amusing products and becoming a favorite to Vegeta-sei. That planet had everything! Strange, but colorful clothing, sweets (a treat called chocolate was a personal favorite of the queen) and many other things that Vegeta-sei had never seen before until they signed the Intergalactic Peace Treaty with Earth.
Back on the dancefloor, Saiyans of all ages, young old and in between were all enjoying the changes. For years the ball had been a drag, whether the attendees complained or not...which none ever did knowing full well that if they did it would be their heads. The lights were dimmed a bit and the chandelier's tiny lights blinked rapidly in turn of one another. It was finally fun...
OOO
"Damn! Hey Raditz look at that!" Raditz took Turles' advice and looked out into the crowd of dancing people, wait...dancing? Never before had Raditz seen so many Saiyans dance. Hell, HE was Saiyan and he never knew Saiyans COULD dance. How out of character.
"That is strange..."
"Shit! Kakkarot is choking on that purple goop again, I gotta go help 'em.."
"Sure..." Raditz barely heard his brother over the music and the fact that he was strucked with the best idea ever, and idea that would lighten up this party for him personally.
'Yolli..'
OOO
"Bardock, we need to talk about the past."
"Why?"
" 'Cuz we both know that we both want to talk about it."
"Says you."
"Stop being so damn immature."
"Immature am I, Torah? Well I am so sorry for acting the way I am!"
"You're lucky we are outside, or else you'd be making a scene and causing a ruckus, and I'd have to pop ya' one. But of course, I wouldn't be suprised, you were always good at that, Chibi."
"Don't call me that, Torah."
"Why? Why can't I call you 'Chibi', that was pratically your name for your whole life since we have been friends, which I will remind you began when you were four and I five. Why do you hate me now?"
Silence was chilling to Torah. Bardock turned his head away from him, not even a grunt to inform Torah he was alright. The younger warrior's shoulder quivered, his face still hidden from his long time best friend, but Torah knew better. This was just like last time...
:Flashback:
"Please look at me, Chibi..."
"I can't," replied the younger boy, the 17 year old saiyan refused to look at his best friend who was abondoning him, "I'm not allowed."
"What? Why?!"
"Because if I allow myself to look at you I might not be able to tear my eyes away again, it would be just too hard for me..."
"Chibi-chan, please look at me. I have to see you one last time before I go!"
"Before you completley ditch me for some slut?!"
"Bardock! That is totally unfair, you know that this was arranged since before my birth, but I had no idea about it until like a week ago! It's not my fault, I tried everything I could to stop this marriage, but...father and the girl's father...they made a pact. Apparently that my marriage to this girl will get my family out of debt, it's for them, no matter how much I protest against it."
Torah watched his friend who sat next to him on his bed, he saw Bardock's head begin to face him, but halted,"But what about-?"
"About what, Chibi?"
A moment of silence past, then another...it continued until a sniffle echoed through Torah's room. Torah knew that this was going to be difficult, telling his life-long best friend that he might not ever see him again. Torah was just a fetus in his "mother's" womb when his father, Daigoro (5), made a pact with the Kagawa family that lived on a settlement not on Vegeta-sei, but on a colony planet belonging to Vegeta-sei territory called Aaeoon located in the 2nd district of KingVegeta the Fourth's territory. (4) Torah was scheduled to leave in four days and to be wed in seven, he didn't have much time to do what he has planned to do.
"Torah," Bardock finally turned to his best friend only to grab hold of the older boy's collar and pull him on top of him. Bardock laid on his back, his head cradled on Torah's large pillow that carried his scent, Torah, being much larger then his companion, dwarfed the younger boy under him, "Right here, right now, Torah...please?"
"B-Bardock?"
"We don't have much time...I know what you are thinking. 'Is this Bardock? Showing his emotions so publically and spontaneuously? There's gotta be a catch!' Well, tell me Torah. Have you ever seen me weep like this before? For the past 13 years we have known eachother, have I ever bawled this much."
"No, you haven't. Even when your brother died when we were kids...yes you were depressed, but never cried," Torah's large hand played under Bardock's eyes, his salty tears smearing across his skin, and leaving trails down to his neck. The younger's large black eyes were beginning to redden and Bardock's body shuddered. Torah knew that his best friends emotions were getting the better of him and that if they did do what Bardock thought that they should do...it would be a mistake, "Bardock--"
"Call me Chibi...please..."
"...Chibi...we can't--I can't. It wouldn't be right, it would only make our parting even more unbearable. I care for you, I do, I care for you so much, but this-- this is too far..." Torah lifted himself up, leaving his smaller friend feeling naked and ashamed.
"But Torah? You care about me? CARE? Is that all--just 'care'? I don't understand. Torah I LO--" Like a jolt of lightening, Torah pinned his friend tot he wall, with his right hand over Bardock's mouth, rendering him his ability to speak.
"Don't make this any harder on you, Bardock!"
"CHIBI!" The younger corrected, "Please! Call m-me Chibi, Torah-kun..." A hard sob caught in Bardock's throat, but continued pushing himself, pleading to his best friend to make love to him before he left...it never happened...
Three days later, Bardock swiftly ran down the familiar dirt path leading to Torah's small home which he shared with his fathers, kicking up small rocks as he skidded down the road. Bardock knew that Torah and his family were leaving tomorrow for Aaeoon and to his fiance. The spiky haired teenager grimaced hard. He picked up speed when he reached the final stretch of the path.
"Torah?! Hey, I'm here! Torah-kun!" Bardock reached for the door...locked? They never locked the door during the day. Bardock flew up to Torah's window on the second floor, jiggling the latch a bit (a motion he has done many times), the window shot up, letting him inside.
"Torah? TORAH?!"
Complete silence greeted him.
"T-Torah?" Bardock's feet led him to his best freind's room, opening the door, he could not stop himself from sucking in air sharply through his teeth. Torah's bed, dresser, desk, rug...even the posters with the Academy insignia were sheered off the walls. The void that met Bardock was too much.
"How could he leave without...?" The young saiyan bit his thumb, a strange copper taste invaded his tongue.
Blood. He is well acquainted with the substance, all the sparring sessions with Totepo and Torah always left him bruised and bleeding, but this time, Bardock was the one to spill his blood, "...never telling me? We never got to say good-bye properly..."
Bardock then noticed that on the ground, abandoned, a long peice of red cloth laying on the floor, probably from one of Torah's old spandex or shirts. Picking it up, Bardock shredded the cloth then wrapping it tightly around his forehead as he sobbed and shoulders shook.
"I'm sorry Torah...but I hate you..."
:End Flashback:
"You were gone...four days, Torah. FOUR days was what you told me! But your packed and left after only three, you lied to me..." Torah walked towards Bardock slowly, opening his arms for embrace, "Don't touch me, Torah!"
"Chibi..."
"My name is BARDOCK you old fool!"
"I didn't lie to you, my father believed that if we were to leave on the third day instead of the fourth, it would have been easier for us. He hated long good-byes...I tried to convinve him to let me see you, but...you knew my father, Bardock. He was a hard ass. Dad tried to reason with father though...(6)" Torah trailed off, "I'm sorry."
OOO
Goten sat at one the tables sipping a glass of water slowly, he began to feel queezy several minutes ago and sat down. He watched with a smile, looking out into the crowd, people were dancing and small children laughing. 'This ain't such a drag.'
"Hey, beautiful..." A voice came from behind and warm lips sucked on his neck, "Wanna dance?"
"Trunks-kun, you know I can't dance," Goten smiled, his mate's lips trailed up his neck to the top of his head. Trunks gave him a big kiss to the younger's hair, savoring the taste of Goten's shampoo.
"Come on Chibi, let's dance..."
Goten scrunched up his face like he was thinking and smiled, "Okay, but nothing too fast. I feel sick to my stomach." Trunks held out his hand to grasp his love's hand and led him to the dance floor, luckily a slow song came on, Goten was grateful. Trunks' arms came around his mate's waist while Goten's arms found refuge around Trunks' shoulders, his head leaned on Trunks' chest. Closing his eyes, Goten took in Trunks' scent. He then heard the woman softly speaking as the song began. She sounded so sad...
!Warning Begins Here!
oooooooooooooooooooooo
What do you do when you know something's bad for you
And you still can't let go?
ooooooooooooooooooooo
She started to sing.
ooooooooooooooooooooo
I was naive
Your love was like candy
Artificially sweet
I was decieved by the wrapping
Got caught in your web
And I learned how to bleed
I was prey in your bed
And devoured completely
oooooooooooooooooooo
Goten listened intently to the lyrics, he found them so beautiful, and yet in the pit of his stomach he felt like he understood the woman's pain...but how? Trunks held him closer, tucking Goten's head under his chin. Goten's eyes remained closed, forgetting all the other people on the dance floor, listening carefully on the music.
ooooooooooooooooooooo
Oh, oh
And it hurts my soul
'Cause I can't let go
All these walls are cavin' in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that I've lost control
'Cause I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need
To walk away from
oooooooooooooooooooooo
'I will not cry!' Goten buried his head into Trunks' armor, trying as hard as he could to not let out a sob, 'What's making me feel this way? Why do I wanna cry?!'. His lungs hurt. His throat was dry. His arms un-wound from Trunks' shoulders to encircle under his arms, his hands slowly raking up and down Trunks' back, and every once in awhile they would rest on his shoulders again from behind. One small tear ran down his cheek as he began to remember...
ooooooooooooooooooooooo
I need to get away from ya'
I need to walk away from 'ya
Get away, walk away, walk away
oooooooooooooooooooooooo
'Please, not now. I don't wanna remember that here. It's all in the past! Please stop...'
oooooooooooooooooooo
I should have known
I was used for amusement
Couldn't see through the smoke
It was all an illusion
oooooooooooooooooo oo
'When we first met, he was so nice. We laughed, we kissed, we mated...but it happened all too soon. Something went wrong, or something was wrong from the beginning...it was as if it was all planned from the start. No, shut up Goten, don't think like that...it can't be that...'
oooooooooooooooooooooo
Now I've been licking my wounds
(Licking my wounds)
But the venom seeps deeper
(Deeper, deeper)
We both can seduce
But darling you hold me prisoner
(Prisoner)
ooooooooooooooooooo
'But he changes so quickly. What's wrong with him? He can be so kind and gentle, then he transforms into this...creature, a monster that takes pleasure in hurting me. Does that make him feel strong?! Agh, my chest hurts, and my stomach feels strange. It's alright little one(s)...'
oooooooooooooooooo
I'm about to break
I can't stop this ache
I'm addicted to your allure
And I'm fiendin' for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need...
ooooooooooooooooooooo
'She's right...no matter what I do, it's not good enough for him. He tells me it's wrong and I'm too stupid to take care of myself, that's why he does...but I always go back...' Goten quivered in Trunks' arms, it did not go unnoticed, but it was not Trunks who caught saw the small boy shake. Trunks sniffed his mate's hair once again.
oooooooooooooooooooo
I can't mend
This torn state I'm in
Getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this slow burn?
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need
To walk away from
ooooooooooooooooooooo
'Why did he want me anyway? WHAT did I do to earn the right of getting hurt like this? Why do I stay?' Goten rubbed his belly with his right hand. 'What's going on?'
oooooooooooooooooooooo
Everytime I grasp for air
I get smothered in dispair, it's never over, over
(ooh)
Seems I'll never wake from this nightmare
I let out a silent prayer
That it be over, over
(ooh)
oooooooooooooooooooooooo
Goten slowly looked up from his head's resting place on Trunks' chest to face him...
oooooooooooooooooooooo
Inside I'm screaming
oooooooooooooooooooooo
...Trunks looked down also, he smiled.
oooooooooooooooooooo
Begging and pleading
NO MOOOORE!
oooooooooooooooooooo
The frightened boy quickly averted his eyes to the floor, in hopes Trunks did not see the fear in them.
ooooooooooooooooooooooo
I don't know what to do
My heart has been bruised
So sad, but it's true
Each beat reminds me of you
oooooooooooooooooooooooo
"Baby, are you alright?" The aqua haired teen asked quietly, "Do you wanna go sit down?"
"No..."
oooooooooooooooooooooo
It hurts my soul
'Cause I can't let go
All these walls are cavin' in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that I've lost control
'Cause I, I keep going right back
To the one thing the I need
Oh!
ooooooooooooooooooooo
"...You're shaking..."
"I'm fine, really..."
ooooooooooooooooooooo
I'm about to break
I can't stop this ache
I'm addicted to your allure
And I'm fiendin' for a cure
Every step I take
Lead to one mistake
I keep going back
To the one thing that I need, oh
ooooooooooooooooooooooo
"Why are you crying, koi?"
"No, I'm not.."
"Yes you are, you're still shaking, why are you crying?"
"Hormones, that's all."
oooooooooooooooooooooo
I can't mend
This torn state I'm in
Getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this slow burn?
oooooooooooooooooooooooo
'It's all coming back to me again...no, I don't want to...'
"Goten? Chibi?"
oooooooooooooooooooooo
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need
To walk away from
oooooooooooooooooooooo
"YOU'RE A FUCKING MORON!"
"TRUNKS, PLEASE DON'T!"
His words...
ooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I say...
I need to get away from ya'
I need to walk away from ya'
Get away, walk away, walk away
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"HOW DID I EVER GET STUCK WITH SLUT LIKE YOU?!"
"STOP!"
His insults...
oo Only thing I need to do is walk away oo
"Stop, Trunks-kun..."
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I need to get away from ya'
I need to walk awy from ya'
Get away, walk away, walk away
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"Where the Hell do you think you're going?"
"Just leave me alone...please. I don't want to fight anymore..."
"Come back, Chibi! You are not leaving!..."
His punches...
"Goten, what's wrong with you? Hey..."
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I need to get away from ya
I need to walk away from ya'
Get away, walk away, walk away
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"It's Sanoske huh…you and him been fuckin' huh! You slut! That's why you don't wanna kish me!"
"No Trunks…"
"Liar! Liar! Liar!"
"Trunks-kun! Stop you're…you're hurting…me! Ow!"
"Don't you love me anymore Chibi….?!"
...he lost his footing on the narrow steps... (7)
"...the fall..."
"Goten, what the Hell?"
"It's gone…when you fell…it's gone."
"Gohan told me, but I didn't listen.."
"Koi?"
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I need to get away from ya'
I need to walk away from ya'
Get away, walk away, walk away
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"What's gone?!"
"The baby…your cub…it's gone.."
"I've been so stupid..." His grip began to loosen on Trunks, shaking his head, tears in his eyes, he ran from his mate and the dance floor. Running to who knows where, too blinded by sadness, and the memories of his unborn child.
"K-koi? I'm s-sorry, I didn't m-mean it...I'm sorry I hurt you. Please, forgive me?"
"..."
"Chibi, I love you, please."
"It's alright, Trunks-kun..."
"I love you so much..I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
And he always apologizes, when he doesn't mean it...
"...I always go back...not this time..."
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Get away, walk away, walk away
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Goten stopped. He longer could run, well it wasn't much of a run, but a sudden burts of energy flowed through him, so he could leave. He walked blindly down the halls, ignoring the chatter around him. His head was down, and his arms cuddling his stomach. He walked and walked until he bumped into something hard. He didn't even bother to looked up to apologize, "...U-uh, sorry..."
"Goten-chan?"
"Gohan!" The younger brother embraced his older sibling, he cried.
OOO
(1) Fedora- you know, those old detective looking hats that Humphrey Bogart wore...
(2) Toshihiro- Intelligent + wise
(3) Hoshu- Conservative
(4) Vegeta the Fourth- Trunks grandfather, so that would make Vegeta (current) the Fifth
(5) Daigoro- Great fifth son
(6) Torah's 'Dad', not father. Which means the 'Dad' was the male who got pregnant in the relationship, like Goten
(7) From chapter Twelve: Just Stop It!
Phew! That was alot. That was pretty emo if you ask me. At least there was some comedy in the beginning. I love writing about Raditz, Turles, and Kakkarot. They're so funny! At least Gohan is back. Sorry that Goten was a little Emo this chapter. If you guys get confused, just let me know and I'll try to clarify! Thanks, and leave reviews!
-BlackTigerG2 ::Gives Son Grin::