Bubun: Shi

Trunks sat at his desk absent-mindedly playing with a piece of string. It was Thursday. After the dream last night he was extremely confused. Yume Mi's mood swings were crazy, one second she wants to kill him and then the next she's hugging him. What's worse is that under no circumstances did he want her hugging him.

The room was filled with the 'melodies' coming out of his CD player of 'Marilyn Manson'.

But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist.

I'm not a slave that doesn't give a shit.

After hearing the first song the only thing going through Trunks' mind was "Why would I listen to this bullshit?" But after a couple songs it grew on him (like fungus), he actually found himself singing along with the songs even though he had never actually listened to them before… so he though. His daydreams told him a different story.

If you can't remember, want to.

"I want to remember," Trunks said silently to himself and threw the string away, if he could remember if he wanted to, then why the fuck wasn't he? He wanted to know what was going on so badly.

Trunks can you feel it? Feel the pain Trunks. The sweet pain of your demise… it will kill you Trunks.

Why the fuck was that voice so familiar!?! Before he just realized it to be a guy's voice, but now it was bugging him so much, he knew that voice so damn well. Who the fuck was it!?!

The phone then rang, startling Trunks. Catching his breath he picked up the phone.

"Hello?" He asked still a bit startled.

"Hey Trunks, I just thought I should phone before I went to school just to check up on ya. Hope Gohan is as good a babysitter as I am," Goten said quickly chuckling a bit.

Trunks choked out his next words. "Uh… you better get to… uh… school."

Goten then said his goodbyes not really noticing how shocked Trunks voice was, then as Goten hung up Trunks put the phone down with shaking fingers.

"Go… Goten," Trunks eyes were wide in fear. "It's your voice."

I'll be born again.

I'm someone else.

I'm someone new.

Trunks stared at his CD player and then it all made sense. He wasn't the boy in his daydreams, and yet he was. The answer had always been there, he didn't know Yume Mi because he hadn't met her, at least not in this life.

He quickly grabbed the CD cover looking for a date of some sort, after searching for a couple minutes he found a year.

2000.

"No fucking way! That's so long ago!" Trunks exclaimed hoping he hadn't alerted Gohan downstairs.

So the voice was Goten's, but why had he said that? He sounded so cruel, so mocking, and it made him feel so horrible. Like the night he was with Vegeta. When he had cried. He felt like that again. Something about why Goten was saying that, he couldn't remember why, and something told him he didn't want to.

*

"Um Gohan?" Trunks asked as he came in the kitchen to find Gohan looking for something to drink.

"Yeah Trunks?" Gohan looked up from the fridge grinning.

"If you forgot something, and you wanted to remember, how would you?"

Gohan stared at him obliviously for a few seconds. "Uh well… if I forget something and see something relating to whatever I forgot sometimes I remember," Gohan answered not even sure if that could work.

Trunks nodded pleased enough with the answer and then walked off, Gohan looked at him puzzled for a second. He may be a smart man, but he couldn't read minds.

Walking back into his room Trunks picked up the Manson CD. It was related to his past right? Therefore according to Gohan, if he looked this or listened to it he should remember his past. Or remember what Goten was saying.

"Fuck! Let me remember you bitch!" Trunks was yelling at Yume Mi, even though she couldn't hear him. Then he was lying curled up in a ball in a basement or something. He was so disorientated, so… scared. In fact, he had never felt so damn scared in his entire fucking life.

"It tastes so good! Doesn't it… Trunks."

"KAMI!" Trunks yelled and found himself back in his room. He did not want to remember that much. Whatever it was… the fear was too much.

He didn't want to feel like that, and even though he had said something really harsh to Goten yesterday (a thing that Goten had hopefully forgotten all about), he didn't want to find any dirt on his best friend, even if it was another life. But even though he didn't know what Goten did, he suddenly felt that being around him would be very uncomfortable.

Gohan then rushed in the room to see what Trunks was screaming about. "Are you ok?" He asked glancing at his wrist for a second, a glance that made Trunks extremely angry.

"I'm fine," Trunks spat out very bitterly.

"Ok, don't get mad, I was just worried. Ok? You're my friend Trunks, I don't like to see your hurt," Gohan said, and meant it too, but Trunks continued in his little death glare. To him Gohan was suddenly another person who just really didn't give a fuck. Trunks wasn't too sure where all this excess hate was coming from, but it was there alright and he seemed to be taking it out on EVERYONE.

"Are you done here then?" Trunks asked very rudely.

"Yeah, do you want something to eat? Because I can make you something if you want," Gohan offered.

"I'm fine, just leave me alone."

"Ok…" Then Gohan left the room and carefully closed the door.

*

"If you don't go home right now Vegeta, I swear to Kami they'll never find your body!" Bulma threatened over the phone with, guess who, Vegeta. He had foolishly phoned Bulma at her office just before she left and was now paying the full consequence of 'not being there for Trunks'.

"I'm not the type to lend that much support when it comes to-" Vegeta attempted to explain; not really thinking Bulma could kill him, but not wanting to test it either.

"Being a father for your son!?!" Bulma yelled, and as much as it was true, Vegeta resented what she had just said. "Kami Vegeta! You can be such an insensitive jerk! You're probably the reason he wants to end his life anyway!"

"Is that what you think?" Vegeta asked coldly. Yeah, he could accept the fact that she was frustrated, but she didn't have to accuse him for his son's weakness towards life.

"Shit!" Bulma started to reclaim her thoughts over what she had just said. "No Vegeta, I'm sorry. This whole thing is just driving me crazy. I feel like we're responsible. We're his parent's right? We should have been there for him… I just don't get why," Bulma then started to cry a bit. "I don't get why he would want to die."

Vegeta would have comforted her had he not been on the phone… well actually; if he hadn't been Vegeta he would comfort her. He was too proud to do something like that.

"Just, go talk to him or something," Bulma finally said and then hung up.

Vegeta sighed and hung up his phone as well. He got out of the phone booth and looked around. There was nothing else to do, so Vegeta powered up and flew off leaving several people on the stret quite frightened.

What the hell was he going to say to him anyway? It's not like he was trying to talk him out of killing himself, more like tell him he cared or something… Vegeta wasn't even sure if Trunks had wanted to die. Why would he patch his wounds up to the best of his knowledge if he had in fact intended to kill himself that night.

When Vegeta had walked into that bathroom he had been overcome with recognition. Like he had lived out that scene long ago, but Trunks or anybody he knew had never done anything like that. So what was he recognizing? All he knew was that he had to get as far away from that building as possible.

Going back to the house was something he didn't want to do at all, but it was his job as a 'father' he supposed. That or he was really scared of Bulma. All the same in his mind...

*

I liked your long hair better.

"What?" Trunks asked as Yume Mi unlatched herself from his back and sauntered over so that she was in front of him. Her white hair seemed to have a life of its own, flying in every which direction, defying gravity, and her eyes were still just as hollow.

You used to have such pretty long hair. You said that you started to grow it out after that 'incident', about five years before we met.

"Incident? What incident?" If Trunks couldn't remember, he would try and get it out of Yume Mi. He was met with an evil grin.

They really did hurt you didn't they? And then Vegeta came…

"Vegeta?" Where the hell did he come into all of this?

No, you have to remember on your own. I'm not helping you anymore. You just took all your pain out on me anyway! To make yourself feel better!

"That's not true!"

How do you know!?! You can't remember!

"I-" Before Trunks could finish the unspeakable happened, flames erupted in every which direction and the bloody water beneath them disappeared, he could also move. "What the fuck!?!"

I thought you liked fire Trunks! Or was that another fucking lie!

"You're a fucking schizo!" Trunks yelled and suddenly the flames lashed out at him catching his clothing.

The boy, the boy, the boy is on fire. We don't need no water, let the mother fucker burn! Burn mother fucker, burn.

Trunks tried grabbing at her. 'The boy', that's what his father called him…

"Trunks?" Trunks opened his eyes and saw Gohan staring back at him.

"Yeah?" Trunks answered a bit startled that Gohan was right there.

"You're dad's here, so I'm gonna go now," Gohan said and then started to leave.

"Vegeta?" Trunks sat up in bed.

"You make it sound like you have another dad, yes Vegeta," Gohan said wondering why Trunks was acting so weird lately.

"Fuck, why the hell is he here?" Trunks mumbled under his breath.

"I would think because he lives here," Gohan said followed by a small glare from Trunks. "I can tell him your sleeping though-"

Then Vegeta walked into the room.

"Or maybe not," Gohan then went past Vegeta and got outside of the room. "See you guys later."

Vegeta walked up to Trunks with the normal look on his face. Bulma would be getting home from work any minute now, especially seeing it was so late, Vegeta figured he would attempt to patch things up before that happened. Obviously Vegeta didn't know that much about fatherhood.

"How are you boy?" Vegeta asked.

"I have a name you know," Trunks spat back at him still very bitter from before.

Vegeta sighed. "How are you Trunks?"

"Fine, Vegeta," Trunks coldly answered back, Vegeta was a bit taken aback, obviously Trunks was very mad at him.

Before Vegeta could answer back he noticed something on the side of Trunks face, a burn mark. With a bit of curiosity Vegeta reached forward to see what it was, he brushed some of Trunks hair aside, that's when something went terribly wrong.

Trunks freaked out at him. He tried to lash out at his father, but the punch was barely even thrown and Vegeta grabbed Trunks' wrist, Trunks screamed out in pain and then his face went very sullen and he looked in Vegeta's eyes. He looked so scared…

That same position had been played out so many years ago, both staring at each other, Vegeta holding his wrist, of course, neither of them recognized it.

*

Bulma pulled in the driveway; she couldn't believe that she had been at work past midnight, especially with what was going on with Trunks. She couldn't stand to be away from home, but she had so much work to do, she was really thankful that Goten and Gohan had been watching him lately.

As she got out of the car and stepped onto the driveway she heard a startled cry. It was coming from Trunks' room, without a moment's hesitation she was running through the door. As soon as she got inside she saw Gohan running up the stairs. Wasn't he supposed to be watching Trunks? Where the hell was Vegeta?

The two ran into Trunks room and saw Vegeta holding his wrist, both locked in some sort of staring contest. Bulma started to move forward, then as she touched Trunks' arm he screamed again, this time pulling away from his father and falling off the other side of the bed.

"Get away from me!" Trunks screamed and curled up in a ball.

Bulma ran to the other side of the bed and tried touching his arm again, it was only met by more screams. Bulma grabbed his arm and then Trunks did something he would have never done if he were in the right frame of mind. He hit Bulma.

It didn't hurt that much in reality, but she still fell back holding her cheek in shock. Vegeta had had enough of this and grabbed his son and then threw him back on his bed trying to get to Bulma.

Trunks just kept screaming; like he was going through something nobody could see. He kept on screaming for 'him' to stop.

"Trunks…" Gohan managed to say and as soon as Bulma was on her feet she was yelling for him to phone 911. Gohan ran out of the room to find the nearest phone.

Trunks was fighting off invisible people when Vegeta went up to him trying to calm 'the boy' down. Basically he held Trunks down and yelled at him to calm down.

"Please just stop!" Trunks hollowed. "I'm sorry Goten! But please just stop!" Trunks was choking over his own words and his eyes were tearing. His screams, Bulma realised, weren't of pain anymore, just complete sorrow.

"Goten? What did Goten do?" Bulma asked.

Gohan ran back into the room. "The ambulance is coming, I called my dad too," then he ran outside to wait for the ambulance to come.

"Trunks!" Vegeta yelled really losing his temper, and then he slapped Trunks.

Trunks went completely rigid, completely quiet for all of five seconds, enough time for Bulma to think that Vegeta had killed him right there and then. Then as Trunks mind completely dug itself into a life long ago, his screams started again, this time he sounded like he was being killed.

*

Trunks lay in a hospital bed half conscious, half coming back to his own world. The ambulance had come, sedated him with so much drugs that he had been out of it for five hours. Afraid of him coming back awake and freaking out again Trunks was also strapped to the bed, something that made him want to stay in this trance like state.

He wasn't too sure what was happening in his eppisode last night, all he did know was that there were a two people around him, they both wanted to hurt him. Kill him maybe, he wasn't sure. But he knew Goten was there and that Goten could make it stop.

Had they hated each other in their past life or something? He didn't want to remember anything anymore.

"Trunks?" Bulma's voice drifted into his mind, but he didn't move, he just kept staring at the wall. "Trunks, what happened last night?"

Trunks wasn't too sure what to say, but slowly he turned his head to face his mother's face. She looked so tried and stressed out. Her eyes were red, like she was about to cry… or had.

"I…" Trunks started, his voice was raspy and quiet from screaming so much so few hours ago. "I was remembering."

(*Hides as all the Trunks fans get their shot guns out* I have a feeling like you guys are gonna start hating me, either from me not explaining anything or making Trunks have an episode. Please don't hate me. I love Trunks, really I do. I just have this really big plot line and have to write it all no matter what the cost *do you realize I'm not even a ¼ the way through? Shit this is long*. So, just little things I have to say. Not only does 'shi' mean four, but also it means 'death', I could probably find other translations for it, but I know those two off the bat. Ok, so I suppose I should talk about them lyrics, they're off of "Holy Wood" by Manson right? Well it's funny because as I wrote the parts those songs happened to be on and they worked so perfectly, so it looks like I picked a good CD to work with, of course I doubt I'll be using much more of that. So the songs were "The Love Song", "The Fight Song" and "Born Again", the Eminem song was "I Am Who I Am" or something to that extent. The whole burn 'mother fucker burn' thing come from 'the roof is on fire' thing, but I change the words *obviously* for my writing purposes. I have no idea who first wrote that but I can think of some bands that have used. The Bloodhound Gang, Coal Chamber, to name two. Well, I think I've rambled on enough. I can't think of anything else to say. Oh, and I dedicate this one to the members of Metallica. Why? You smart people ask. It's because I had the last part of this chapter written in my head, but I wasn't in the mood to write until Metallica motivated me *funny how they get me in that creepy mood*, and of course Kirk being naked helped… ANYWAY! Give me reviews!!! I love feedback!!! Uh… I should post this and stop talking. Cao.)