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A/n: Um, Gotens pushed to the edge. It's short coz my arm hurts from Tetanus.(evil needle *shudders at thought* ) Sorry it took so long as well...Thanks Chibi-Gotens-gurl and Raven Pan for reviewing! It makes me feel so happy, when I came online and I had a Fan fiction review alert, I was all smiley when I read it. ^_^The other reason this wasn't updated was because some idiot wiped all my work. Please R&R!

I am only a demi Sayian

Goten sat in his room, nothing felt right anymore. The emptiness had never left him; he had to live with it. Sometimes his mother would ask why he let Trunks push him around all the time. The only thing he could say was "Because." Because, there were a million reasons why but the main one was Trunks had always been there. He had never left him, he'd never forgotten him and he never would. The reason he had been in his room in the first place was Trunks, they had accidentally blown up Bulma and his mothers new dresses. They had not been happy about that.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Flash Back~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Trunks fired a Masenko Ha at Goten while he powered up a rival Ki blast, both hitting each other with the same force one shot, upwards while the other shot down towards to the ground. To be precise it was heading towards Bulma's brand new jet black air car, with her and Chi Chi's new designer dresses in. Before each of the demi sayians instincts could react, it hit the car, incinerating it and the two dresses on impact.

"Oops." Goten murmured softly.

"That was all your fault Goten!" Trunks yelled angrily.

"But. . ."

"You should of taken it like a man!" He continued causing the smaller Sayian to bow his head in shame.

"I'm sorry." Goten sighed in defeat. He didn't want to lose his best friend.

"Fine." Trunks smirked. Silence, nothing could be heard between the two warriors. It was uneasy, somewhat eerie to Trunks.

"Come on we better get out of here before."

"Trunks, where the hell is my car?!?" Bulma screeched. They were to late.

"Umm sorry" Trunks said using the puppy dog eyes he had learnt off Goten.

"You two just ruined my new DESIGNER dress. My one of a kind red designer dress, with matching heels and hand bag." Bulma carried on fuming at the loss of her outfit.

Chi Chi on the other hand had her frying pan behind her back, her eyes narrowed and focused dangerously on Goten.

"Goten, Honey, would you please come down here and tell your Mom what happened." Chi Chi said in a voice caked with fake sweetness and understanding. Goten knew this was lie only to well, for one could she the steel pan behind her back, shook his head.

"Sorry Mom. I didn't mean too." Goten pouted from a safe distance.

"Well as your not coming down, your grounded, your not going to see Trunks for a week." The raven haired woman screeched at her youngest son.

"Aaaaawwwww!"

"Same for you Trunks." Bulma shouted before retreating back inside ranting about how destructive sayians were.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~* End of Flash Back ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

He had not meant to do that. He did not want to destroy his mothers dress or Bulma's. It was an accident. He was only a demi sayian. He felt warm tears run down his cheeks slowly. He had no one to talk too. Hi mother was giving his the silence treatment and neither his brother or father had come home. Hours had passed and he was still lying under his covers curled up into a tight ball. Down stairs he heard the front door click open and his father say "Hi!" to his mother, then footsteps into the kitchen.

"Oh Goku, do you think you could take me to the store. We've ran out of spice. We need some for supper!"

"Hey, sure, Anything for my Chi Chi!"

Goten heard the door once again close and felt his father ki level higher a bit showing that he was flying his wife to the super market. They'd forgot him. They'd never forgot him before. Gotens thoughts soon dropped their small collection of happy techno coloured thoughts and were once again replaced by the dull dark colours of his pain filled imagination. Another tide of tears ran down his young face, was he invisible to his parents? What if he became a ghost to everyone? What if he was already? His father was hero and his brother was too, but him no. He was recognised as a good fighter, physically he was but emotionally and spiritually he didn't think so any way. Even as Gotenks he was weak , he did not have a strong enough will power to bring himself out in the fused boy. It was all Trunks. He was not needed. All of the hero jobs were taken, no one would notice if he was gone.

"Hey Goten." Gohan smiled entering the room. "Goten." He called again waving his hand in front of his brothers face.

"Oh sorry. Hi Gohan how was your day?" Goten jumped startled at his brother appearance in the room.

"It was ok. Nothing much happened. Are you ok, you look like you've been crying?" Gohan brushed his little brothers tears away. Goten hadn't put his usual mask of happiness and it was to late now, he was going to have to lie his way out of it.

"It's nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Well, you know you can tell me anything."

"Yeah. I know."

Gohan had noticed some thing different about his younger sibling. He'd noticed things before, he had not been the same since Buu. He seemed so distant, as if he was trying to hide something. Even when he had been absorbed by Buu, he hadn't been able to read his thoughts. Though he was busy having his own nightmares. There was something he couldn't place.