Author's Note: Yeah!I didnt' taie forever to upate. i wrote this wearig gtlkvoes. y9u know it's hard to tye while wearing gloves? but it is reaolly frikkin cold! WAAAAAAAHHH!
Okay, gloves off, story continues.
Chapter Six- Fight
Gohan immediately put his plan into action for what he considered fun for that evening.
"The club down the street."
Immediately Brett was skeptical. Especially about the fact that Gohan wanted to take Trunks with them.
"You idiot. I didn't mean go into the club half. The restaraunt half!" Gohan corrected.
"Oh..." Brett realized what Gohan meant right away.
The club down the street was split into two parts, a little restaraunt half that served literally every type of food, but was really expensive. The other half was a club that also had a bar, and often unsavory characters.
"I'm not sure. It still might not be a good idea. Why can't we just order pizza and rent movies?" Brett protested.
Gohan glowered.
"I want to take Trunks somewhere special. Brett, come on." Gohan persisted.
In the end, Brett gave in.
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Trunks was extremely excited to be going down to the restaraunt, and ran around the apartment looking for various articles of clothing for awhile. Gohan just smiled at the teenager, while Brett shook his head. Yet, even he had a tiny a grin on his face.
Finally however they were ready to go and set off down the street to enjoy their meal.
Little did they know, it would be the last night they would spend together.
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The evening started out pleasent enough. The food was greater, service was fine, and the boys had a wonderful time. They chattered about anything that came to mind.
Amd everythinh was perfect. Gohan couldn't have thought of a better way to spend a night.
However, at the end of their quaint little dinner, they heard some arguing at the front of the restaraunt.
"What's going on?" Trunks asked, looking up.
Brett shrugged.
"I'll go check it out." Gohan suggested, getting up.
"I'll come with you." Trunks said, grinning.
Brett shrugged once again, staying seated as he counted out money for the bill.
Gohan made his way over to where it appeared that three men were trying to get in, but it was quite obvious that they were drunk, and unruly.
The manager was protesting to them, telling them that they must leave. The men weren't listening, however. Then one started to get violent. He pulled a knife out of his pocket, and lunged clumsily at the manager.
In an instant Gohan was there.
"You should just leave sir." Gohan said quietly, taking the knife from the struggling man.
"You punk!" the man spat in Gohan's face, and then quickly punched him.
Gohan wasn't prepared to fight, and half let the punch hit him. It didn't do any damage though of course.
Instantly the other two guys were helping out their buddy, all three trying to beat up Gohan.
Trunks, reacting on instinct, was there in an instant, trying to pull the guys off of Gohan.
By now the whole restaraunt was in an uproar, and it had attracted Brett's attention.
Brett clambered to the front of the crowd that had gathered around Trunks and Gohan, and he shook his head, as he ventured forward.
He grabbed the back of one of the guys, and pulled him away from the other four fighters. Carefully he knocked the guy out, and handed him to the managed who seemed quite stunned.
Brett turned around and received a fist right in the mouth. Brett let out a little noise of pain as blood trickled down his chin. The guy took no time in pulling out another knife and slicing it quickly across Brett's right cheek.
"You idiot..." he hissed.
Gohan and Trunks had finally stopped paying attention, seeing that Brett had arrived.
A spark of fear suddenly raced through Trunks as he saw the blood on Brett's face. A sudden realization of how fragile human life really was struck him. The same punch that had done nothing to Gohan, a half Saiyan, was putting Brett, a human, into some pain. It was if Trunks had suddenly seen Brett for what he really was. Up until now, Brett had been their equal, he had been in charge, but now suddenly, he was weaker, and Trunks had a need to defend their friend.
However, the fight was over now. The two thugs were gathering up their friend's still unconcious form.
Trunks realized vaguely that he was shaking. Brett walked over to him, and put an arm around his shoulder.
"Trunks, are you okay?"
Trunks just stared up at Brett, who was still bleeding.
Brett caught his stare, and gave a false smile.
"Ah, this?" he asked, thumbing the cut. "It's nothing."
But Trunks caught the slight wince, as Brett touched the bleeding area.
"Let's get going." Gohan said, gently, leading the two out of the restaraunt.
No one said anything to them as they left the building, everyone just stared.
Then there was a slight murmur from two of the people far off in the corner.
"Wasn't that Bulma Briefs's son?"
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When Gohan, Brett, and Trunks arrived home, no one said anything. They all pulled off their clothes, and got into bed.
Brett had taken up residence on the couch, so that Gohan and Trunks could have the bed to themselves, but all during the night it was still silent.
In the middle of the night, however, Gohan awoke to the sound of Trunks crying.
He rolled over and saw the Saiyan Prince sitting up, with his head in the blankets on his knees. His sobs shook his skinny form.
"Trunks?" Gohan asked.
Trunks looked over and Gohan saw the tear stained face, and the wet blue eyes staring at him.
Trunks rubbed his face gently, trying to hide the tears, and murmered an apology.
"What's the matter Trunks?" Gohan asked worriedly.
"Nothing." Trunks answered, lying back down.
"Trunks..." Gohan prodded gently.
Trunks's eyes begin to moisten again as Gohan stared him in the face.
Suddenly Trunks was holding Gohan very tight, crying against his bare chest.
"I was so scared tonight..."
"What? Of those guys Trunks? They can't hurt us." Gohan replied, clearly confused.
"No....not of them. I realized tonight how easy it would to lose you.... They hurt Brett so easily Gohan.... He wasn't even prepared... that could happen so easily to you too...." Trunks cried.
"Oh Trunks..." Gohan sighed, holding the purple haired boy. "You just learned the truth tonight... that's all."
Trunks stared up at Gohan wide-eyed.
"That's all I can tell you koi. It is the truth. We can lose each other very easily. Especially with the androids running around. That's why we have to fight and train. So we can protect each other, and those others who are in love."
Gohan kissed Trunks's forehead gently.
"I can't promise you that I'll be with you forever, but I can promise you that I will love you forever."
"And I will love you forever, Gohan." Trunks whispered.
"And that's all that matters, love. Now get some sleep."
The two fell asleep in each other's arms.
Author's Note: Ahh....well that chapter just sucked. SUCKED! SUCKED! hee, hee, oh well... you know the drill, review or email at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com Also I have gotten a live journal, so if you want you can check it out: www.livejournal.com/users/vegetaztwin
