Author's Note: Own Nothing. ^_^

Chapter 7- Good Bye

            Brett rolled over in bed, his hand feeling around the table for the ringing phone. Finally he found, and still half asleep, turned it on.

            "Hello?" he asked in a groggy voice.

            "Brett? It's good to hear you." Bulma's voice came across the line to him. "How are you and Trunks?"

            "Uh... we're good." Brett responded.

            "How's Gohan?"

            Brett's eyes shot open, and his voice failed him.  How had she found out?

            "How dare you play such an awful and devious trick." Bulma's voice hissed at him. "Bring my son to me right now. I'm outside your door."

            Brett's heart seemed to stop beating as he lay on the couch.  He got up slowly and went into the bedroom where Gohan and Trunks were.

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            Bulma snapped her cell phone shut, anger coursing throughout her entire being.  She had never felt so upset and betrayed as she had felt when she had gotten the call last night from one of her employees telling her that her son had been involved in a fight at a restaurant that night.  She instantly knew who they were when she had heard their descriptions, and she had felt like such a fool. 

            Bulma had driven throughout the night to reach Brett's apartment that morning.

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            Brett walked into the room without knocking, Trunks and Gohan were still sleeping.  The two of them were cuddled together, Trunks leaning against Gohan's bare chest, Gohan's arms wrapped around Trunks's smaller and more slender body.

            Brett walked over to Gohan and shook him gently awake first.

            Gohan's eyes opened and fixed on Brett's face.  Instantly he knew something was wrong.

            "What's going on?" he asked, trying not to wake Trunks.

            "Bulma's here." Brett said in a flat toneless voice.  "She knows you're here." 

            A look of pain crossed Gohan's face.

            "She's not taking Trunks back is she?" he asked in a pleading voice.

            "Of course she is Gohan..." Brett almost whispered.

            "We have to do something! We can't just let her take him!" Gohan said, sitting up, still careful not to wake Trunks.

            "What are we going to die Gohan? Trunks is a minor, Bulma can call the police up and have us charged with kidnapping."

            Gohan clenched his fists against his face.

            "He has to go home with his mom Gohan..." Brett whispered.

            Gohan looked up at Brett, tears streaking down his face.

            "Okay..." he answered, his voice breaking.

            Gohan leaned over and gently shook Trunks awake.  Trunks smiled up at Gohan as he opened his eyes, but then a frown crossed over his features, worry covered his eyes.

            He reached a hand up and touched Gohan's moist cheek.

            "You're crying... What's wrong?"

            Gohan recoiled slightly from the demi-saiyan's touch, and Trunks took notice of this too.

            "It's time for you to leave." Gohan said, trying to steady his voice, and turned away from Trunks.

            Trunks bolted up in an instant.

            "Why?! Gohan! I don't want to leave! I want to stay with you and Brett! I love you Gohan, please don't send me away..." Trunks pleaded.

            Brett cleared his throat, and interrupted Trunks.

            "Your mother is here Trunks." 

            Trunks stared at Brett disbelieving what he was hearing. 

            Brett silently started going around the room, collecting Trunks stuff.  Trunks started to slide into some clean clothes.

            In around five minutes it looked as if Trunks had never been there. 

            Brett carried Trunks's items out into the living room, and Trunks rushed into Gohan's arms.

            Trunks closed his eyes, trying to fight back the tears.

            Gohan rested his head lightly on Trunks's purple haired one.                

            "Be brave my Prince..." Gohan whispered.

            "Gohan..." Trunks sobbed. "I love you so much. I don't want to go back.  I want to stay in my dream world with you.  I want to be able to wake up and just see you."

            Gohan could feel the tears beginning to form again.  The pain was unbearable.

            "I know koi... but we have to be strong.  I mean we can't be separated forever, right?"             Gohan pulled Trunks away from him and lifted the younger's chin a little, so that the sparkling blue eyes were visible.

            "Promise?" Trunks choked, still crying. "You promise you won't love anyone else then me?"

            "I don't think I could." Gohan answered truthfully.

            Trunks leaned forward and kissed Gohan gently on his lips, Trunks could feel his own lips still trembling from crying.

            "Trunks..." Brett called from the living room.

            After a moment Trunks parted from Gohan, and started slowly into the living room.  He looked back over his shoulder and saw Gohan still sitting on the bed in nothing but his boxers.

            "Good bye my koi.." Gohan spoke quietly to him.

            Trunks felt another wave of tears hit him as he grabbed his stuff from Brett, and went to face his mother.

Author's Note: Ahh... so sad. Email or review at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com