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Thankyou to all the people who reviewed not including Queen Of Vegetasei.

Kidding.

Thankyou all, especially EvErLaSt for being my first reviewer. Ever.

Let's get on with it.....

~Chapter 3~

Somehow I managed to return to Japan. I spent whatever spare time I had collecting scraps of metal and other odds and ends to make a ki suppressor. My ki had changed and I kept it suppressed as often as possible. I needed to use my ki to fly though.

The final product was a crude, cumbersome device I wore on my forearm. It wasn't pretty, but it had to do. I could power up as much as I liked and no one would be able to feel it.

I wondered if my old family knew anything about my disappearance. They used to contact me once a week, before the Jewels hacked into the school files. It was time I was meant to return home. I was only meant so stay in college for 4 years.

I don't know why I returned to Satan City. But I needed a change in my monotonous life.....

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*Trunks' POV*

I woke with a killer hangover. A raven-haired girl lay next to me in my king-sized double bed. She must be tired from last night..... Another result of getting dead drunk in a girl-packed bar.

I don't know her name. I don't want to know her name. It's best to kick them out early so I can't remember anything about them apart from the fact they were there. It's a good way to hide from guilt, next to knocking down another shitload of alcohol. And usually end up knocking up another girl.

This one was good though. She had stamina. She was obviously not a virgin. I shoved her roughly to wake her and within minutes, she was out of my apartment. Out of my life.

I don't remember when this cycle started. Probably when Panny disappeared somewhere. But I needed a change in my monotonous life.....

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I enjoy working with rich men. Red, satin sheets, mirrors and windows overlooking the city and ocean on the walls.....

Nice looking apartment, nice looking man. He was rough. He was good. He gave me pain. Pain is all I've ever gotten. I've learned to love it. Now, it's all I live for.

I managed to grab some money as I left. He wouldn't miss it. He had a night of my services, I don't leave unpaid.

He had lavender hair. Trunks had lavender hair. I haven't seen him in years. Knowing his past with women, it was probably him.

I think it was him. No other rich, lavender-haired man would be that big. No one else would be strong enough to cause me so much beautiful pain. It's ironic how I fucked the man I had a childhood crush on, without him knowing it was me, not seeing him in years before, and most likely for years after.

I pity his other women. They probably don't live for the pain. They probably had some form of future. They probably didn't live for the torn flesh and aching muscles. They're not waiting for death to see where they go like me...........

Suicide was not an option. It's cowardly. I don't believe in fate either. Fate belongs in fairytales. Her designated knight in shining armour rescues the damsel in distress. Or prince. I don't want my prince to come rescue me. I want to be alone.

People close to me always seemed to get hurt..... Emerald and Crystal should have stayed in college. They had the chance to lead a good, fulfilling life. Instead, they followed me and ended up dead. Topaz, the only other person I allowed myself to become close to was killed out of jealousy and hate. Because of me. All because of me.

I'm better off alone.

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A.N. Review/flame, but be nice.....

~Opal~