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Seventeen stood outside the door. He could sense Gohan crying but he knew that it wasnt fear 'The childs heartbroken' He pressed the 'open' button on the door and stepped inside as it slid open.He saw the huddled form shivering on the ground. Gohans head jerked up and he looked away quickly wiping the tears from his face. Seventeen placed the food on the floor along with a baggy pair of navy silk PJs. He watched as Gohan turned around and when he swa the food edged towards it slowly. Gohan mumbled someting which sounded strangely like 'thank you' and Seventeen turned to leave. He was confused. Why hadnt he been able to insult or even tease Gohan when he went in? He had never felt so much self-loathing and self-hatred from one person before and it shocked him

Piccolo and Krillin had returned to Chichis to tell her what they had discovered. The poor woman was hysterical. Krillin tried to comfort her as she sobbed and Piccolo stood near the door feeling useless. Suddenly the phone rang. Chichi calmed herself slightly before answering
"Hello" she said, Piccolo and Krillin both looked over.
"Mrs Son, Ive some news for you about your son Gohan" Chichi didnt recognise Seventeens voice
"What!! You know where Gohan is??" She shouted into the receiver
"Yeah, hes here with me..."
"What?? Who are you?? Where are you??" Chichi demanded
"Im called Seventeen by most people"
"S...S...Seventeen" Piccolo and Krillin both jumped
"Why dont you have a word with your son" He passed the phone to Gohan
"M...mom, are you there?" Gohan asked quietly
"Gohan! Oh Gohan honey are you alright?!"
"Im okay mom dont worr..."Gohan gasped as he felt Seventeens cold hands on his stomach
"Gohan! Are you alright?"
Yes, im fi..." He stopped again as Seventeen ran his hands down along his sides

Gohan tried to move away as Seventeens hands reached the band of his newly acquired PJs but Seventeen held onto the band and pulled him back roughly
"Mmmph...Seventeen pl..please...dont do this..." Gohan whimpered
"Gohan, Whats wrong?! Answer me!" Chichi yelled. Seventeen took the phone from Gohan
"Bye now Mrs Son" he said cheerfully
"Wait dont hang up. What are you doing to my son?!? Gohan!!" that was all he heard before he hung up the phone. He turned to smirk at Gohan who was looking nervously back at him. He walked towards Gohan and Gohan retreated until his legs met something solid. He glanced around...'oh great the bed' He looked back and was staring directly into the face of Seventeen. Seventeen gave a quick push and the next instant he was sprawled on the bed. He tried to get up but Seventeen held him down.

"P...p...please Seventeen" Gohan whispered "Youve won...im...im scared now" Seventeen watched as Gohans eyes misted over with tears. He leant down listening to gohans breathing as he gasped in and out rapidly. He stopped his nose millimetres from Gohans own and looked into Gohans eyes. Gohan blinked and looked back at him his lower lip trembling. They stayed like that for what seemed to Gohan to be forever. Abruptly Gohan looked away, unable to meet the intense stare. Seventeen smiled down at the teen
"Gohan..." he said softly. Gohan looked at him questioningly. Suddenly Seventeens hands were at either side of his face. He leaned down to Gohans slightly parted lips and lightly brushed them with his own. Gohans eyes widened when he realised what was happening. he struggled to get away but the hands held him in place. He tried to push Seventeen off of him but he was too weak

To be continued....

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Well...what did you think?? Im good at the whole cliffhanger thing arent I? Please give me some feedback. It helps to know what ppl think of my writing, and i always accept (and look forward to-ish) constructive criticism!