I'm gonna post up the whole story before I go to Japan ^^. There's probably going to be around 20 some chapters. Lucky you. Well, enjoy (I'm DONE talking to you! Yeah! Yeah you! Who else?!?) ====me being stupid, sorry ^^

I make you all suffer so....

Disclaimer: I shoved fries up my nose at Mc Donald's(the icky part was that they were salty, otherwise I didn't care. LOL it grossed out my little sister)

Real Disclaimer: I don't own it, but I will manipulate it beyond belief ^^ Muahahahaha

CHAPTER 15

Goku looked down on the girl he'd saved from Vegeta and 17. She looked a lot like Katoria, so he figured it was Ashita. She was beaten badly and kept moaning and whining for Goten. He told her several times it was alright, but she didn't seem to listen. She went limp and he knew that he didn't have much time. Bulma had to see to her right away, and that might not even save her. Goku sighed. He didn't want to risk her, or Goten's, life. He decided Dende would help, besides he was hungry.

He'd left behind Vegeta and 17, both unconscious. He was tired of Vegeta's behavior. If Vegeta didn't shape up, Bulma WOULD have his head on a platter. Goku decided that it was time to go to Dende. Why he didn't use Instant Transmission first off, not even he knew. He decided it was to cool off and get away from Vegeta. He thought about the lookout and used Instant Transmission.

Goku never told anyone this, but it took quite a bit of his energy every time he used it more than once in a day. This was his third (or fourth? He wasn't sure) time. It was wearing him out, but he had to get these two to Dende. Dende came running, he had obviously seen what had happened to Ashita and Goten. Goku laid them both down and instantly Dende was working on Ashita.

A bright goldish glow was settling over Ashita, healing her open wounds. Suddenly, she didn't look so pale. Dende looked up and shook his head. Goku could tell it was bad, and he hoped she woke up before Goten, or Goku would have a hysterical teen on his hands. Dende bent over Goten and the same bright glow was flowing over Goten. Goku heard a few bones cracking back into place (he thought they might've been ribs) and then the scratches began to heal. Soon, Goten's eyes fluttered open.

He jumped up, almost knocking over Dende. He looked around, his eyes wild. Goku laid a hand on his shoulder and was surprised at the speed his son turned on him. He felt a punch in the face, and then heard Goten's gasp. Goku laughed and patted his son's back. Goten sure could pack a punch. Just like his father...

"ASHITA-SAN!" Goten cried.

Oh great, thought Goku. Now I've got a hysterical teen. He thought about what to say, but he couldn't think of anything. ChiChi was so much better at these things. He never understood Goten, and Goten never understood him. Goku scratched his head and then sat down beside Ashita's resting body.

"Son, Vegeta-san and 17-san beat her...well she was hurt....and Dende-san..."

"No." Goten cried, his eyes welling up with tears. "She can't be dead!"

"Whoa!" Goku yelled, waving his hands frantically, "She's not dead, she's just...hurt...badly. Well, all I know is that she might take a while to wake up, and that Dende-san should stay with her, just incase she needs his help."

"I understand." Goten said with a short nod, "Then, I guess I'm staying too."

Goku raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He must really like her, he thought. Maybe he should leave. He should take the trash back to Capsule Corp. Vegeta wouldn't be very happy at all. The last thing he needed was another rampage like this one. Poor Ashita, caught up in the middle of Katoria's problems. He remembered what he was to do, and took off, using Instant Transmission. He didn't bother saying goodbye, Goten wouldn't have heard him, or cared.

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Marron shook 17's shoulder. He wouldn't wake up and was just lying there. There wasn't any blood, no nasty gash marks. The only indication of him being hurt at all was a small lump on the back of his neck, caused when Goku hit him. She shook him again, but turned around when she heard Tayhei start to scream again.

Marron felt like pulling out her hair. This had been such a good idea at first, but now everything was going downhill. Instead of winding up with Goten, she strengthened the bond with him and Katoria. She felt like kicking and screaming, to start acting like Tayhei. She then thought of what her mother had once said. She had turned to Marron when she was fighting with Krillin. She had said, 'Marron, I never want you to fully trust a man. Never give away your heart. If you do, you will be very sorry, like me. Then, you'll be stuck in a hellhole with him, for the rest of your life.'

Marron would never forget that advice. It didn't stop her from loving Goten, though. She still wanted him to love her as badly as before, except now, she knew it wasn't going to happen. She screamed, and then regained control of herself. She wasn't going to let some boy ruin her life. There were plenty of other men. She didn't need Goten. She DIDN'T need Goten. She DID NOT NEED Goten....

Goku broke her out of her thoughts, by putting a hand on her shoulder. He had an unconscious Tayhei in his hand and gave her a sad smile. The next thing she knew, there was blackness all around her. She didn't care, though. As long as Goten wasn't there, she was happy.

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Trunks walked down the hallways, gritting his teeth. He already didn't like this idea. The second he got out, some guards confronted him, but he said he was on his way to see Jan. The guard winked and laughed, and one of them dared to slap Kat's butt. Trunks fumed and almost vented his anger, but remembered this all depended on him.

Kat had said that it would be effective if she and Bra were actually unconscious, so he had to knock them both out. She told him that Jan's room was a level above the exit, so he could just go right to the exit, no one would question that he was going to Jan. He just had to make sure that no one saw them leave. It all depended on him, and he knew that he was their only help.

Kat's words still rang in his ear, 'I love you, now don't screw this up!' He chuckled as he thought of Kat. She never was serious, but that was okay with him. The less serious, the better. He wondered where Goten was, what Goten was doing. It seemed like years since he saw him, but he knew that he'd seen him earlier that day. So much had happened since then.

Everything seemed okay, but at noon that day, they'd been fighting for Kat. He looked down at her resting body. He couldn't believe that she'd survived all she'd went through. He smiled and was glad no one could see his mouth with his helmet on. He looked ahead, anticipation making his adrenaline rush. He had a spring to his step, now. He had never felt this way, not even when he met Britania.

Sometimes he really missed Britania. Katoria took care of that, though. And before Britania it was Tayhei. He wondered if there even WAS a woman he could love more than Katoria. He decided he was just fine with her, and that he loved her more than anyone else. Trunks almost missed the exit, turning around and racing back down the hallway. He peeked around the corner, catching a glimpse of the exit.

There were two sentries, but both were drunk. Two empty saucers surrounded by at least five sake bottles, all empty. They were opening a sixth and Trunks decided that now was a good time to attack. He gently set Bra and Kat down and pounced on the guards. He knocked them unconscious before they could utter a word and hid them in a nearby room. Thankfully, it was empty. He put them behind a table and shoved a box over to hide them.

Trunks exited the room and walked over to where he'd left Kat and Bra. He picked them both up and looked both ways before running up the small stairwell leading to the exit. He threw open the door, scattering rocks, and jumped out. He closed the door, not caring how much noise he made, and took off into the sky. Trunks didn't care if they sensed his ki, he was free and wasn't about to spend anymore time on land.

The air rushed through his hair and cooled his perspiring face. He loved to fly, and pushed himself to go faster. Trunks circled clouds and dodged birds. He flew as close to the ground as he could, then flew up as high as he could without getting light headed. Trunks spiraled a couple of times before heading home. He was soon over the city, the fly taking less time than he had thought it would. It was dark out, and he knew that it was well past midnight. He settled onto the ground and walked into the doors, nodding to the guard.

He went upstairs, knowing his mother would want to see Bra the second she was home. He dropped Bra and Kat off on the third floor, knowing Kat would want to be away from Vegeta, and went down to the second floor. Vegeta always slept on the second floor and only visited the third floor when he wanted to be away from Bulma. He walked down to the door on the far end and rapped softly on the door. He heard his mother yell for him to go away.

Trunks opened the door and poked his head around the corner. Bulma's face was twisted with anger, but her eyes were still watery. He let out a sigh and figured she must've found out what she did to Katoria.

"Okaasan, what Vegeta-san did to Kat-chan..."

"Not Kat-san, Ashita-san!"

"NANI?!?"

"Didn't you hear?"

"No, why? What happened?"

"Ashita-san was beaten by Vegeta-san and 17-san."

"Why?"

"They must've thought she was Katoria-san."

"Is she okay?"

"Oh Trunks-chan, she won't wake up! Not even after Dende-san's healing. And with my Bra-chan gone, oh I'm so afraid she won't wake up either..."

Bulma began to sob and Trunks went over to his mother. She cried into his chest and he patted her back. He told her over and over that it would be okay, but she just kept crying. Finally, tired of her crying, he decided to tell her what had happened. When he was done, Bulma was crying again. But instead out of frustration, it was out of joy. She raced out of the room and flew up the stairs. Trunks was a step behind her.

Bulma found Bra lying in her bed, just as if she was never gone. She woke Bra with her sobs, but she didn't care. As long as she had her little girl, everything was okay. Trunks slipped out of the room, and Bulma didn't even notice. He had to watch over Kat, she wasn't going to end up like Ashita. Not if he could help it.