Welcome back to Dark Consequence. Now we are starting to get right into
the angst parts. I hope that you all enjoy my latest chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
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Dark Consequence
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 5: Things He Wanted to Forget
Very few thoughts went through Trunks' head as he was escorted into his room by his mother. Neither of them spoke because there was no longer a need for words. Bulma walked Trunks up to his bed and he gingerly got into it, knowing that was what his mother wanted.
Gently his mother pulled the covers over him and sat down on his bed, looking into his eyes. Vaguely he recalled this happening many times before during his childhood. However, it wasn't quite the same.
Trunks was baffled by his mother now. She looked so.........so old! He had never noticed how much she had aged until just now. She had deep black lines under her eyes and the beginnings of wrinkles on her face. Her eyes were very cold, unlike the happy eyes he was used to seeing. She looked tired and defeated, sitting slouched on his bed.
*Father has done this to her...........in less than 10 minutes she has aged 10 years* However, his thoughts were swept away as her hand started to stroke his hair again.
"Trunks-kun", she softly said, her voice having almost left her, "I want you to get some sleep tonight. Tomorrow is a new day."
He felt his eyelids starting to droop. "Mom...........will you be........?" He questioned her cautiously, not knowing how she would react to his question.
She stared down at him and gave him a weak smile, "No, I won't be ok, but I will get through the night somehow."
He saw tears forming in her eyes as she stood up. She slowly headed for the door. "I love you Trunks-kun. Good night."
"Good night mom", he muttered as he heard his door click shut behind her. Then he slowly drifted off to sleep, though his dreams would offer him no comfort that night.
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After the hour of midnight, a lone figure silently landed in front of the large mansion. Vegeta just stood there in the moonlight, staring at the place that had been his home for so long.
He sighed. Today's happenings had confused him to no end. The girl's arrival had reminded him that Earth hadn't always been his place in the universe. After spending so long on the planet, Vegeta had nearly forgotten about his past. That had been his goal, to forget. *Fat chance of that happening now........*
Slowly he trudged up the entrance, not knowing what to expect when he went in. He assumed that his son was already there. Knowing the relationship that he had with Bulma, she probably already knew. Vegeta took in a deep breath, grabbed the door handle, turned it quickly, and let the door open of its own accord. The hinges softly squeaked as Vegeta entered the house as silently as a cat.
He started to sneak up the stairway, but stopped when he felt a presence behind him. He just stood there silently in the dark, not turning around to see the perpetrator. It was Bulma; he already knew it. He felt his blood running cold as he just stood there, waiting for her to say something.
Finally, he heard her clear her throat calmly. "Vegeta", he heard a low, choked up voice say, "I think........you have some explaining to do."
There was a faint clicking noise, and the entrance lights flickered on. Vegeta squinted at the sudden presence of light. He turned around and looked down the stairway and straight at her face.
They locked eyes. Hers were full of bitterness, but they also burned with a hateful anger that he had never quite seen before from her. She was standing there in front of the staircase, clad in a cream-colored robe and slippers. Her hands were clutching a cup of tea with a grasp of steel, her knuckles white with effort.
"Vegeta........." she said in a disturbingly low voice, "Why didn't you tell me about your other child?" Her eyes closed while she said it, her face twisting oddly as if she was trying to control her emotions.
"I didn't know she existed woman", he muttered in defeat, staring at the stairs intensely.
"Didn't know!?! DIDN'T KNOW!!!!!!!!!" Bulma screamed, throwing her mug to the ground violently. It shattered on impact, tea and cup pieces going every which way.
Bulma didn't seem to care about this though. She stormed up the stairs and grabbed Vegeta by his spandex top, surprising him with her boldness. "HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THAT YOU HAD OTHER CHILDREN!?!?!?!?" She screamed into his ear.
Vegeta, now thoroughly upset, grabbed Bulma by her upper arms roughly and pulled her extremely close to his face without thinking. "BECAUSE SHE'S THE DAUGHTER OF A PROSTITUTE!!!!!! SHE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO EXIST!!!!!" He screamed.
Finally, realizing that he was holding her much too tightly, Vegeta quickly released her before he hurt her. She fell to her knees forcefully on the stairs. A second later, however, she was back on her feet, looking totally unaffected.
"SO HOW MANY OTHER CHILDREN DO YOU HAVE FLOATING OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, OH MIGHTY PRINCE OF SAIYAJINS?!?!?!? HOW MANY OTHER WOMEN HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH IN THE UNIVERSE!?!?!?!? HOW MANY HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH WHILE YOU WHERE HERE ON EARTH WITH ME!!!!?!?!??!?!?!?!!!!"
"NONE!!!" Vegeta found himself screaming back with rage, "I HAVE BEEN LOYAL TO YOU WOMAN!!! THIS HAPPENED BEFORE I MET YOU, BITCH!!!"
He watched her as she slowly shut her eyes and breathed jaggedly. Finally, in a bitter tone she replied, "Well.........how do I know that? Can you prove it? You know Vegeta, never once have you told me that you love me......... How do I know that you don't think I'm just another one of your whores?"
He could hear the pain in her voice as she had asked him that. Now tears were slowly streaking her face. "You don't care about me or my children........." she said quietly, "You only stay here for your damn gravity machine!!!"
Gravely, Vegeta opened his mouth to speak when he heard a rush of feet behind him. He whipped around to see a flash of blue hair go running from the mouth of the stairwell.
Bra.
Both parents then heard a loud bang as her bedroom door slammed behind her. There was a long, eerie silence.
Bulma finally snapped out of her trance and started to run up the stairs. Vegeta began to follow. Bulma turned to face him at the top of the stairwell. "Get out Vegeta. Get out of my house. Now." She commanded. The look in her eyes told him not to disobey.
Defeated in everyway and not given a chance to truly explain, Vegeta tramped over to the door. His pride had left him. He simply opened the door and flew off, not knowing where he was going or when he was coming back.
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Knowing all too well what was going on, Bra quickly locked her door and threw herself into her soft bed. *Oh Dende........why?!? WHY!!!*
Tears poured out of her eyes quickly, soaking the pillow that she had sank her face into. She rapidly covered herself back up in her fuzzy pink sheets and just cried into the comforter.
Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door. "Bra-chan?"
Bra heard her mother calling her gently, requesting that she open up the door. Bra, however, had no intention of doing so. She didn't want to see her mother or father. *Oh Dende, why can't I just have a normal family like everyone else!?! I don't want to worry about Saiyajins and space prostitutes........ I just want to be normal........normal!*
Eventually the knocking stopped, as Bulma had obviously given up on her opening the door. Bra didn't notice this though. She just cried and cried until she could cry no more and drifted off into a sleep that was filled with dark dreams.
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What do you think? Please review and tell me. Thanks. Next time we'll get back to Goten's p.o.v. I'll try to have it up soon. Until then.........
-P.G.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
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Dark Consequence
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 5: Things He Wanted to Forget
Very few thoughts went through Trunks' head as he was escorted into his room by his mother. Neither of them spoke because there was no longer a need for words. Bulma walked Trunks up to his bed and he gingerly got into it, knowing that was what his mother wanted.
Gently his mother pulled the covers over him and sat down on his bed, looking into his eyes. Vaguely he recalled this happening many times before during his childhood. However, it wasn't quite the same.
Trunks was baffled by his mother now. She looked so.........so old! He had never noticed how much she had aged until just now. She had deep black lines under her eyes and the beginnings of wrinkles on her face. Her eyes were very cold, unlike the happy eyes he was used to seeing. She looked tired and defeated, sitting slouched on his bed.
*Father has done this to her...........in less than 10 minutes she has aged 10 years* However, his thoughts were swept away as her hand started to stroke his hair again.
"Trunks-kun", she softly said, her voice having almost left her, "I want you to get some sleep tonight. Tomorrow is a new day."
He felt his eyelids starting to droop. "Mom...........will you be........?" He questioned her cautiously, not knowing how she would react to his question.
She stared down at him and gave him a weak smile, "No, I won't be ok, but I will get through the night somehow."
He saw tears forming in her eyes as she stood up. She slowly headed for the door. "I love you Trunks-kun. Good night."
"Good night mom", he muttered as he heard his door click shut behind her. Then he slowly drifted off to sleep, though his dreams would offer him no comfort that night.
*~*~*~*~*
After the hour of midnight, a lone figure silently landed in front of the large mansion. Vegeta just stood there in the moonlight, staring at the place that had been his home for so long.
He sighed. Today's happenings had confused him to no end. The girl's arrival had reminded him that Earth hadn't always been his place in the universe. After spending so long on the planet, Vegeta had nearly forgotten about his past. That had been his goal, to forget. *Fat chance of that happening now........*
Slowly he trudged up the entrance, not knowing what to expect when he went in. He assumed that his son was already there. Knowing the relationship that he had with Bulma, she probably already knew. Vegeta took in a deep breath, grabbed the door handle, turned it quickly, and let the door open of its own accord. The hinges softly squeaked as Vegeta entered the house as silently as a cat.
He started to sneak up the stairway, but stopped when he felt a presence behind him. He just stood there silently in the dark, not turning around to see the perpetrator. It was Bulma; he already knew it. He felt his blood running cold as he just stood there, waiting for her to say something.
Finally, he heard her clear her throat calmly. "Vegeta", he heard a low, choked up voice say, "I think........you have some explaining to do."
There was a faint clicking noise, and the entrance lights flickered on. Vegeta squinted at the sudden presence of light. He turned around and looked down the stairway and straight at her face.
They locked eyes. Hers were full of bitterness, but they also burned with a hateful anger that he had never quite seen before from her. She was standing there in front of the staircase, clad in a cream-colored robe and slippers. Her hands were clutching a cup of tea with a grasp of steel, her knuckles white with effort.
"Vegeta........." she said in a disturbingly low voice, "Why didn't you tell me about your other child?" Her eyes closed while she said it, her face twisting oddly as if she was trying to control her emotions.
"I didn't know she existed woman", he muttered in defeat, staring at the stairs intensely.
"Didn't know!?! DIDN'T KNOW!!!!!!!!!" Bulma screamed, throwing her mug to the ground violently. It shattered on impact, tea and cup pieces going every which way.
Bulma didn't seem to care about this though. She stormed up the stairs and grabbed Vegeta by his spandex top, surprising him with her boldness. "HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THAT YOU HAD OTHER CHILDREN!?!?!?!?" She screamed into his ear.
Vegeta, now thoroughly upset, grabbed Bulma by her upper arms roughly and pulled her extremely close to his face without thinking. "BECAUSE SHE'S THE DAUGHTER OF A PROSTITUTE!!!!!! SHE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO EXIST!!!!!" He screamed.
Finally, realizing that he was holding her much too tightly, Vegeta quickly released her before he hurt her. She fell to her knees forcefully on the stairs. A second later, however, she was back on her feet, looking totally unaffected.
"SO HOW MANY OTHER CHILDREN DO YOU HAVE FLOATING OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, OH MIGHTY PRINCE OF SAIYAJINS?!?!?!? HOW MANY OTHER WOMEN HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH IN THE UNIVERSE!?!?!?!? HOW MANY HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH WHILE YOU WHERE HERE ON EARTH WITH ME!!!!?!?!??!?!?!?!!!!"
"NONE!!!" Vegeta found himself screaming back with rage, "I HAVE BEEN LOYAL TO YOU WOMAN!!! THIS HAPPENED BEFORE I MET YOU, BITCH!!!"
He watched her as she slowly shut her eyes and breathed jaggedly. Finally, in a bitter tone she replied, "Well.........how do I know that? Can you prove it? You know Vegeta, never once have you told me that you love me......... How do I know that you don't think I'm just another one of your whores?"
He could hear the pain in her voice as she had asked him that. Now tears were slowly streaking her face. "You don't care about me or my children........." she said quietly, "You only stay here for your damn gravity machine!!!"
Gravely, Vegeta opened his mouth to speak when he heard a rush of feet behind him. He whipped around to see a flash of blue hair go running from the mouth of the stairwell.
Bra.
Both parents then heard a loud bang as her bedroom door slammed behind her. There was a long, eerie silence.
Bulma finally snapped out of her trance and started to run up the stairs. Vegeta began to follow. Bulma turned to face him at the top of the stairwell. "Get out Vegeta. Get out of my house. Now." She commanded. The look in her eyes told him not to disobey.
Defeated in everyway and not given a chance to truly explain, Vegeta tramped over to the door. His pride had left him. He simply opened the door and flew off, not knowing where he was going or when he was coming back.
*~*~*~*~*
Knowing all too well what was going on, Bra quickly locked her door and threw herself into her soft bed. *Oh Dende........why?!? WHY!!!*
Tears poured out of her eyes quickly, soaking the pillow that she had sank her face into. She rapidly covered herself back up in her fuzzy pink sheets and just cried into the comforter.
Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door. "Bra-chan?"
Bra heard her mother calling her gently, requesting that she open up the door. Bra, however, had no intention of doing so. She didn't want to see her mother or father. *Oh Dende, why can't I just have a normal family like everyone else!?! I don't want to worry about Saiyajins and space prostitutes........ I just want to be normal........normal!*
Eventually the knocking stopped, as Bulma had obviously given up on her opening the door. Bra didn't notice this though. She just cried and cried until she could cry no more and drifted off into a sleep that was filled with dark dreams.
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What do you think? Please review and tell me. Thanks. Next time we'll get back to Goten's p.o.v. I'll try to have it up soon. Until then.........
-P.G.