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Author's Note: Alright, question to be answered. Should I start with the fight between an enraged Gohan and a deranged Goten or should I bring about the "romantic" stuff? Prepare to be amazed, at least, I hope so anyway. Give me a review and enjoy!
Chapter Nine
~Alternate Plane of Existence~
~*Trunks's Point of View*~
I sat huddled against a wall that I had accidentally found by walking in to, my thoughts scrambled and my knees hurting from squeezing them so tightly. I hadn't moved for the past few hours and I was beginning to receive a mild case of jet lag, although I wasn't even on a plane, because I had been sitting in the same position, thinking. A few feet from me, sprawled on his back with his face towards the misty sky, was Goten, his eyes closed but his mind obviously at work. He had a serious look on his handsome visage, his nose slightly wrinkled at the end, and I sighed thickly, turning my thoughts away from him. I had confessed that I had missed him, and even though it felt as if an extremely heavy weight had been lifted from my chest, I still hadn't told him the whole truth. How could I, knowing that he would shun me for believing in something we had both been raised to hate?
I loved him.
Good Kami-sama, I was in love my best friend, someone with the same interests, a clean soul, and an understanding heart. But if he ever found out the truth, he wouldn't be understanding then. We'd probably never talk to each other again, and that, I could not live without; he completed me, if that added any sense to things.
"Hey, Trunks-kun, what are you thinking about?" I jumped at his words, my voice coming out shaky and not sounding like myself.
"Nothing." Well, there was a lie, and an exceedingly big one to boot. I felt like turning around and hitting my head as hard as I could against the rocky surface behind me, just so I could forget everything. Bebi had ruined both of our lives, and there was nothing we could do about it! Or was there?
"Chibi, I've got a question." In the dimness, I watched as he sat up, rubbing a hand through dark locks that I longed to touch, and faced me.
"Yeah?"
"Do you know why we're here? In this place?" I could tell that he wanted to shrug his shoulders, but he refrained.
"I've been trying to figure that out. Do you think there's a way to get outta here? I really don't want to be-"
"Me either." Standing, I dusted my clothes off, and walked in a circle, pacing. "But it just doesn't make any sense, though. Why would we end up here instead of somewhere else? It's just really-"
"Eerie." I nodded, continuing my circular path. It wasn't getting me anywhere, but it made me feel better. If anyone, especially my father, found out that going in circles comforted me they would think me truly crazy and he would call me a failure to the Saiyajin elite, unfit to be Prince of Vegetaseii if it hadn't been destroyed more than half a century ago. I was a disappointment to everyone I knew; everyone, that is, except for the person sitting inches from me, a grim expression on his usually happy face.
"Maybe we ended up here for a reason, but I just don't know what it would be."
"What if this is part of Bebi's spirit? Do you think-" I could have -and would have- kissed him had I been close enough. Goten was smarter than people gave him credit for. I must have stopped dead in my tracks because he was beside me, his hands on my shoulders.
"What is it? Are you hurt? Did-" Unable to help myself, I grabbed his head, digging my fingers into his scalp, and pulled him close, our faces so near that I could feel his breath against my cheek.
"No. Chibi, I-" I hesitated, following the contour of his mouth with my eyes. I wanted so much to just give in to the desire consuming me, but of all things, I was completely terrified. Goten only stared, his breathing somewhat erratic and I desperately wanted to know what he was thinking, to make sure that this is what he wanted as well. I didn't have the courage to ask, knowing my voice would fail me. He pressed his lips together, and then spoke, sending a tremor through me.
"Then kiss me, Trunks-kun, if that's what you want." My heart stopped. What was I going to do now? (A/N: Aren't I just evil? ^_^)
~Son Residence~
"You take that back, Goten, right now, or I'll-"
"Then do it, Gohan, or are you afraid that I'll defeat you?" Bebi was enjoying this squirmish, almost as much as taking control of the wretch that had sent him to the farthest reaches of the galaxy in search of a new host, but he was growing weary of this. The Saiyajin scum before him did not want to fight, he could see it in his eyes and the way he held himself back. Was he afraid of losing to him? Or was he afraid of hurting his brother?
The world would never know, but Bebi would, he'd make sure of that. The opportunity to control him would present itself as soon as he landed a hit on him, making him bleed. That was the key, and besides, there was absolutely no way for him to get in close enough to exchange bodies through contact of the mouth; his stubborn opponent wouldn't allow that. His eyes caught movement behind them and he scowled, lifting his hand to rid himself of the pesky annoyance.
"Be gone, you foolish woman!" Ki flooded the pathway between him and Gohan's wife, and the ever-present smirk appeared on his face once again. Gohan leapt forward, flying at an inhuman speed to reach her, and powering up, quickly knocked it away. He landed beside Videl, whose eyes were twice as wide, and watched as she sank to the ground.
"Oh-"
"Videl, are you alright?" And to his brother, "Shimatta, Goten, you baka! What are you trying to do?!"
"Isn't it obvious, yet? I'm trying to kill her." Both of their faces grew considerably pale, and Videl grabbed at Gohan's hand, pulling herself up.
"Gohan, that-that's not your brother."
"Gee, what made you think that, Videl? The fact that he's walking around with an ego as big as this house or the fact that he just tried to destroy you?!" Goten's laughter rang out, bringing them both to a halt.
"You mortals are so easy to manipulate, sometimes I wonder why I even bother. What makes you so different from any of the other species in this universe?"
"Mortals? Goten, what are you talking about?" He lifted a finger, pointing at him, and grinned maliciously.
"Ah, yes, it's your ignorance. Look how easily the blood flows and you do not realize it." Immediately, Gohan could feel the slight trickle of liquid against the lower part of his cheek and he touched his fingers to it, pulling away with red-stained tips. He gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Goten, if you don't explain yourself-" A heavy wind suddenly whipped around them, making his hair lash into his unprotected eyes and he shielded them with his arm, keeping a steady hand on Videl so that he would not lose her, but he could no longer see Goten. Where had he gone?
"Gohan, what's doing this?! Why can't I open my-" She was cut off by a blood-curdling scream that fell from his lips, paralyzing his mind with fear. What was going on? Why couldn't he comprehend such a simple thing?
'Welcome to the end,' a strange, unearthly voice whispered in his ear and then everything went dark.
A/N: Well, I suppose Gohan wasn't able to stand up against Bebi. Holy damn, we've got a major situation on our hands, and I'm guessing you all know who's going to be next ~cough~ Vegeta ~cough~ Also, wanting to warn my readers early- the next chapter is going to be yaoi, which, as you all know, means guy/guy ~cough~ well, you get the picture. I won't be sensitive writing this, although I'm going to strain to get it just right! Cross your fingers for me!
Reader's Note: Should I write the next chapter from Goten's point of view, or Trunks's? Or neither? Let me know, I'll happily oblige the first person who gives me the first review with this mentioning in it!
Author's Note: Alright, question to be answered. Should I start with the fight between an enraged Gohan and a deranged Goten or should I bring about the "romantic" stuff? Prepare to be amazed, at least, I hope so anyway. Give me a review and enjoy!
Chapter Nine
~Alternate Plane of Existence~
~*Trunks's Point of View*~
I sat huddled against a wall that I had accidentally found by walking in to, my thoughts scrambled and my knees hurting from squeezing them so tightly. I hadn't moved for the past few hours and I was beginning to receive a mild case of jet lag, although I wasn't even on a plane, because I had been sitting in the same position, thinking. A few feet from me, sprawled on his back with his face towards the misty sky, was Goten, his eyes closed but his mind obviously at work. He had a serious look on his handsome visage, his nose slightly wrinkled at the end, and I sighed thickly, turning my thoughts away from him. I had confessed that I had missed him, and even though it felt as if an extremely heavy weight had been lifted from my chest, I still hadn't told him the whole truth. How could I, knowing that he would shun me for believing in something we had both been raised to hate?
I loved him.
Good Kami-sama, I was in love my best friend, someone with the same interests, a clean soul, and an understanding heart. But if he ever found out the truth, he wouldn't be understanding then. We'd probably never talk to each other again, and that, I could not live without; he completed me, if that added any sense to things.
"Hey, Trunks-kun, what are you thinking about?" I jumped at his words, my voice coming out shaky and not sounding like myself.
"Nothing." Well, there was a lie, and an exceedingly big one to boot. I felt like turning around and hitting my head as hard as I could against the rocky surface behind me, just so I could forget everything. Bebi had ruined both of our lives, and there was nothing we could do about it! Or was there?
"Chibi, I've got a question." In the dimness, I watched as he sat up, rubbing a hand through dark locks that I longed to touch, and faced me.
"Yeah?"
"Do you know why we're here? In this place?" I could tell that he wanted to shrug his shoulders, but he refrained.
"I've been trying to figure that out. Do you think there's a way to get outta here? I really don't want to be-"
"Me either." Standing, I dusted my clothes off, and walked in a circle, pacing. "But it just doesn't make any sense, though. Why would we end up here instead of somewhere else? It's just really-"
"Eerie." I nodded, continuing my circular path. It wasn't getting me anywhere, but it made me feel better. If anyone, especially my father, found out that going in circles comforted me they would think me truly crazy and he would call me a failure to the Saiyajin elite, unfit to be Prince of Vegetaseii if it hadn't been destroyed more than half a century ago. I was a disappointment to everyone I knew; everyone, that is, except for the person sitting inches from me, a grim expression on his usually happy face.
"Maybe we ended up here for a reason, but I just don't know what it would be."
"What if this is part of Bebi's spirit? Do you think-" I could have -and would have- kissed him had I been close enough. Goten was smarter than people gave him credit for. I must have stopped dead in my tracks because he was beside me, his hands on my shoulders.
"What is it? Are you hurt? Did-" Unable to help myself, I grabbed his head, digging my fingers into his scalp, and pulled him close, our faces so near that I could feel his breath against my cheek.
"No. Chibi, I-" I hesitated, following the contour of his mouth with my eyes. I wanted so much to just give in to the desire consuming me, but of all things, I was completely terrified. Goten only stared, his breathing somewhat erratic and I desperately wanted to know what he was thinking, to make sure that this is what he wanted as well. I didn't have the courage to ask, knowing my voice would fail me. He pressed his lips together, and then spoke, sending a tremor through me.
"Then kiss me, Trunks-kun, if that's what you want." My heart stopped. What was I going to do now? (A/N: Aren't I just evil? ^_^)
~Son Residence~
"You take that back, Goten, right now, or I'll-"
"Then do it, Gohan, or are you afraid that I'll defeat you?" Bebi was enjoying this squirmish, almost as much as taking control of the wretch that had sent him to the farthest reaches of the galaxy in search of a new host, but he was growing weary of this. The Saiyajin scum before him did not want to fight, he could see it in his eyes and the way he held himself back. Was he afraid of losing to him? Or was he afraid of hurting his brother?
The world would never know, but Bebi would, he'd make sure of that. The opportunity to control him would present itself as soon as he landed a hit on him, making him bleed. That was the key, and besides, there was absolutely no way for him to get in close enough to exchange bodies through contact of the mouth; his stubborn opponent wouldn't allow that. His eyes caught movement behind them and he scowled, lifting his hand to rid himself of the pesky annoyance.
"Be gone, you foolish woman!" Ki flooded the pathway between him and Gohan's wife, and the ever-present smirk appeared on his face once again. Gohan leapt forward, flying at an inhuman speed to reach her, and powering up, quickly knocked it away. He landed beside Videl, whose eyes were twice as wide, and watched as she sank to the ground.
"Oh-"
"Videl, are you alright?" And to his brother, "Shimatta, Goten, you baka! What are you trying to do?!"
"Isn't it obvious, yet? I'm trying to kill her." Both of their faces grew considerably pale, and Videl grabbed at Gohan's hand, pulling herself up.
"Gohan, that-that's not your brother."
"Gee, what made you think that, Videl? The fact that he's walking around with an ego as big as this house or the fact that he just tried to destroy you?!" Goten's laughter rang out, bringing them both to a halt.
"You mortals are so easy to manipulate, sometimes I wonder why I even bother. What makes you so different from any of the other species in this universe?"
"Mortals? Goten, what are you talking about?" He lifted a finger, pointing at him, and grinned maliciously.
"Ah, yes, it's your ignorance. Look how easily the blood flows and you do not realize it." Immediately, Gohan could feel the slight trickle of liquid against the lower part of his cheek and he touched his fingers to it, pulling away with red-stained tips. He gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Goten, if you don't explain yourself-" A heavy wind suddenly whipped around them, making his hair lash into his unprotected eyes and he shielded them with his arm, keeping a steady hand on Videl so that he would not lose her, but he could no longer see Goten. Where had he gone?
"Gohan, what's doing this?! Why can't I open my-" She was cut off by a blood-curdling scream that fell from his lips, paralyzing his mind with fear. What was going on? Why couldn't he comprehend such a simple thing?
'Welcome to the end,' a strange, unearthly voice whispered in his ear and then everything went dark.
A/N: Well, I suppose Gohan wasn't able to stand up against Bebi. Holy damn, we've got a major situation on our hands, and I'm guessing you all know who's going to be next ~cough~ Vegeta ~cough~ Also, wanting to warn my readers early- the next chapter is going to be yaoi, which, as you all know, means guy/guy ~cough~ well, you get the picture. I won't be sensitive writing this, although I'm going to strain to get it just right! Cross your fingers for me!
Reader's Note: Should I write the next chapter from Goten's point of view, or Trunks's? Or neither? Let me know, I'll happily oblige the first person who gives me the first review with this mentioning in it!
