Goten got up and stood a decent distance from Trunks, his eyes wide
and frightened.
Trunks took a step toward his mother, who took a step back, shaking her head in disbelief. "Please, mother," Trunks said. His voice cracked as he repeated, "Please."
She shook her head and kept shaking it. "Why?" She whispered. "Where did I go wrong? Why?" She squeezed her eyes shut, as if that alone would make all of this go away. "How the Hell am I supposed to explain this to Bra? To Vegeta? How about my self?" She looked up at Trunks and held his eyes. "Tell me! TELL ME WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO!" She fell to her knees and sat on her feet, then put her head in her hands and cried.
Trunks reached out a hand, then lowered his head and started crying, also. Goten came up next to him and put his arm around the crying boy's shoulders. Trunks collapsed into Goten's arms and bit his lower lip to keep from crying anymore. Goten carefully lowered both himself and Trunks to the ground, holding the sniveling boy close.
"Please, Bulma," Goten said as he turned his head to look at her. "Pull yourself together! Trunks needs a mother now more than ever. You have to be there for him! Don't turn your back." He held Trunks closer as he added in a whisper, "Not now."
Bulma looked at Goten with hard, red eyes and a tear-streaked face. "Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!" She stood up and ran down the stairs.
Goten watched her go, then looked down to Trunks, whose lip was bleeding. Trunks carefully sat up, wiping the blood from his mouth with a hand that was shaking violently. Then he stiffened and said quietly, "Oh my gawd."
Goten reached out his hand and brushed some of the hair off of Trunks' face. Whatever it was, Goten wasn't going to press Trunks for an answer.
Trunks tilted his head so that Goten's hand cupped the side of his face, and said softly, "She's calling your mother."
Goten froze. The one small strand of strength that he was holding for Trunks crumbled to dust. "Oh no," he croaked, "Oh no, no, no, no.." He stood up slowly. "Gohan. I need to find Gohan."
Trunks nodded, and when Goten lingered, he said, "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."
Goten nodded back and lingered for one more second like he was going to say something, then ran to the open window and flew off. *
On to Chapter Three! R&R!
Trunks took a step toward his mother, who took a step back, shaking her head in disbelief. "Please, mother," Trunks said. His voice cracked as he repeated, "Please."
She shook her head and kept shaking it. "Why?" She whispered. "Where did I go wrong? Why?" She squeezed her eyes shut, as if that alone would make all of this go away. "How the Hell am I supposed to explain this to Bra? To Vegeta? How about my self?" She looked up at Trunks and held his eyes. "Tell me! TELL ME WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO!" She fell to her knees and sat on her feet, then put her head in her hands and cried.
Trunks reached out a hand, then lowered his head and started crying, also. Goten came up next to him and put his arm around the crying boy's shoulders. Trunks collapsed into Goten's arms and bit his lower lip to keep from crying anymore. Goten carefully lowered both himself and Trunks to the ground, holding the sniveling boy close.
"Please, Bulma," Goten said as he turned his head to look at her. "Pull yourself together! Trunks needs a mother now more than ever. You have to be there for him! Don't turn your back." He held Trunks closer as he added in a whisper, "Not now."
Bulma looked at Goten with hard, red eyes and a tear-streaked face. "Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!" She stood up and ran down the stairs.
Goten watched her go, then looked down to Trunks, whose lip was bleeding. Trunks carefully sat up, wiping the blood from his mouth with a hand that was shaking violently. Then he stiffened and said quietly, "Oh my gawd."
Goten reached out his hand and brushed some of the hair off of Trunks' face. Whatever it was, Goten wasn't going to press Trunks for an answer.
Trunks tilted his head so that Goten's hand cupped the side of his face, and said softly, "She's calling your mother."
Goten froze. The one small strand of strength that he was holding for Trunks crumbled to dust. "Oh no," he croaked, "Oh no, no, no, no.." He stood up slowly. "Gohan. I need to find Gohan."
Trunks nodded, and when Goten lingered, he said, "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."
Goten nodded back and lingered for one more second like he was going to say something, then ran to the open window and flew off. *
On to Chapter Three! R&R!