Bubun: Juuni
As the rain began to fall Juunanagou was just running into Krilin and Juuhachigou, he had just been looking for his sister, but either way. He needed to talk to Juuhachigou, mostly because of what he had felt before Goten's ki had gone down so much.
Something he had recognized. His sensors said it was simply a small power surge created by some alien object, but his instincts told him differently.
"Juuhachi!" Juunanagou called out to the couple.
"What's going on?" Krilin asked quite anxious for some good news.
"Not too sure," he replied shrugging. "I felt something odd back there."
"Back where?" Juuhachigou asked.
"Back where Goten was… well, other than his ki going down, I felt something," he really needed sleep… damn he should have just kept playing Nintendo, he was on the last level too. But then again, this felt quite important.
"Goten's ki is fine now…" Krilin said.
"I said other than his ki," he replied a bit annoyed with the formerly bald monk.
Juuhachigou closed her eyes as if concentrating, after a couple seconds she opened them again.
"My sensors picked it up, but it doesn't look like it was very important," she replied.
"Mine said that too, but I was closer so I felt it differently… it was something very wrong," a serious tone taking over.
"Why didn't you go check it out?" Krilin asked.
Juunanagou shot him a glance… then he quickly looked away realizing what he was saying made sense. Why didn't he? He couldn't have been there in seconds flat before whatever it was had moved on, maybe that's why he hadn't.
What? Was he scared? What was there to be scared about…?
"It moved west, we can go check it out now," he suggested. Inside he really didn't want to go check it out. There was something he really didn't like about this power, about the feeling he had gotten back there.
It felt like pure evil.
*
The two adversaries looked at each other, both's anger rising to a place they shouldn't be. But you would have only felt Goten's ki; Hitomi was on a completely different plain, different plain physically, mentally, reality wise.
"I can't beat him like this… tonight…" she thought to herself.
By the next New Moon she'd be strong enough to take on Vegeta and even Goku with ease. Until then she was weak, powered only by anger. She could only get blows in by surprise like back at the cliff.
She had no surprise on Goten right now… but then again, there was another type of surprise she could use to her advantage. Trust.
Goten would die tonight, that she was sure of.
Slowly Hitomi started walking towards Goten, she pulled on the katana's sheath taking it off a few centimetres, but she didn't take her eyes off of Goten though. Then she brought the katana back to her side and bent the blade towards the ground, the sheath quickly falling into the new mud.
She could still smell the blood on its blade, but maybe that was just her mother's powers kicking in. There was no way the blood was still there.
The rain began falling harder soaking both to the bone, Hitomi didn't stop walking and Goten didn't move an inch.
"Can't take him from the front…" she thought again, a plan forming in her mind.
She finally stopped walking a metre in front of him; his eyes narrowed at her and she smirked, Trunks' smirk… or Vegeta's, you could say. Hitomi had no smirk of her own.
"Goten… Goten… Goten…" she whispered softly.
Her voice sent a shiver down his spin, but he didn't let it show. Goten knew something was very wrong by looking at Trunks now with completely white glowing eyes and by hearing his voice.
The voice was evil, emotionless and all around everything Trunks was not.
It dripped with the want for revenge… Trunks was not the vengeful person that welled this voice. But his body said it was Trunks. Before that electricity, he was sure he could feel Trunks' very, very faint ki.
He then noticed Trunks begin to walk yet again, this time he was going around him, and his eyes followed him until he disappeared around him. Still he didn't move, only staying alert.
Hitomi suddenly pressed herself against Goten's back and leaned over to whispers into his ear. Goten's eyes went wide, not in fear, but in shock of being in a position like this with Trunks.
"Never turn your back on the enemy…" she whispered wrapping her left arm around him, the right hand holding the katana tightly to her side.
"Why are you the enemy?" He asked knowing he should pull away, but his foolish trust taking over.
"Do you really not remember… what you did to Trunks?"
Goten thought about that morning in the hospital.
"Last night, Trunks was yelling about you. You were hurting him or something, and I want to know what you did to my son."
"Bulma, I didn't do anything to Trunks-"
"Don't fucking lie to me! I will not calm down until he tells me what he did to Trunks!"
"Bulma, I did nothing to Trunks,"
"But I didn't do anything to you…"
Hitomi pulled Goten tightly against herself, she was having fun toying with the boy, but the games were over. She couldn't stand his denying it anymore. She brought her mouth close enough that Goten felt Trunks' breath on his ear.
"Trunks… do I really mean nothing to you?" Goten asked trying to make some sense of all of this.
"You never did…"
Before Goten could say something, before he could blink, before he could feel how much it truly felt to be betrayed by his best friend; Hitomi brought up the katana and quickly ran it through his back.
Goten's back arched in pain as the katana pierced his flesh. He opened his mouth, maybe to scream, yell at her, or just because it was a reaction. Blood was spit out, and dripped down his chin. The blade had pierced his lung.
Hitomi held on to him still so that he couldn't fall down, she wasn't done talking.
"I want you to remember what you did to him before you die, I have the power you know. And I want you to know that Marron is next."
"Why…?" he asked, his blood falling slowly down his cheek. He had been betrayed by his best friend, one of the people he loved the most, the person he could always count on to be there for him and never ever lie to him… never stab him in the back.
"Why kill you or why kill Marron?" She asked almost teasingly.
He shook his head. The shock was too much. He just couldn't find the strength to fight back, and because of the rain his blood was now slipping away from him faster than he realized.
"Why betray you? I didn't… you betrayed Trunks first."
"But… you are Trunks…" he managed to choke out.
"I am Hitomi Yumemiru."
The last name struck him, the last name of that store-owner. What was going on here?
Before he had time to search the question more in his head, Hitomi took the blade out. However, she didn't take it back the way it came, she drew it to her right slicing threw his skin like it was nothing at all.
Then she let him fall, he cried out in pain as his stomach was now cut open, guts wanting to fall out but he clutched them in place.
How was this happening to him? He was a Saiyan-Jin warrior. He can't die so easily… But he just couldn't fight back, especially now. He'd be dead in a couple minutes. Why didn't he have a senzu bean on him? Then he could get back up and kill Trunks… but no. He said he was 'Hitomi Yumemiru'… was he crazy?
Goten looked up at Trunks, raindrops falling in his eyes making it harder to see. He still held the katana in his hand, the blood quickly washing of it in the rain. His blood.
Then something happened, the lightning crackled in behind Trunks, and then Trunks wasn't standing there holding the katana, but a frail girl with blond hair was. As soon as the lightning disappeared though, so did the girl and it only left Trunks standing there.
"What are you?" Goten asked quietly, wanting to yell the question out though.
"Yume Mi," she answered, and then bent don't and touched his forehead. Instantly Goten could feel a world of pain enter his body, then it disappeared. "Before you die, you will remember."
Then she began walking off leaving Goten to die alone in the rain.
*
"GOTEN! TALK TO ME!" Gohan yelled at his brother's side, he could feel his ki. He was alive.
Videl stood behind Gohan covering her mouth with both hands and shaking her head in disbelief. The sight before her definitely wasn't a pretty one; she thought she might throw up.
"…Brother…" Goten answered opening his eyes a bit, he wouldn't last the rest of the minute. "Save… Marron…"
"DON'T GIVE UP ON YOURSELF!" He yelled frantically searching for a senzu bean. Why couldn't he find one!?!
"Tell… mom and dad… I love them…"
"Shut up! You're not dying!" Gohan then gave up the search and turned to Videl. "Tell me you have a senzu bean!"
She shook her head, tears started running down her cheeks. "No… I… I don't…" she choked out wanting to just disappear from the scene.
Gohan clenched his fist in defeat. He couldn't save him… he couldn't save his only brother.
"Go find my father!" He yelled back at Videl trying so hard not to lash out at something… or her for that matter. Goten wasn't dead yet.
Videl stood there still.
"GO!!!" He yelled and then Videl snapped out of it and flew off.
"Goten!" Gohan said trying to make sure he didn't drift of and die. "Who did this Goten! Who did this!?!"
He opened his eyes one more time; they were intense with hatred and pain. But they looked so alive that it made Gohan think he'd live.
"Trunks…" he said and then went still.
Just before he could completely die, his past life came sweeping through his head. And suddenly everything made sense. Unfortunately, Gohan wasn't so lucky.
Gohan gently shook him.
"What?" He asked. Did he say Trunks did it? "Goten talk to me."
No answer.
Gohan looked at the lifeless face of his brother, he looked just like he was sleeping… He wasn't dead. He was just sleeping. He wasn't accusing Trunks, he was asking for him.
The tears started to stream down his face, he didn't notice everybody land behind him. All had felt Goten's ki disappear, when they saw Videl screaming and ranting, what they feared was confirmed.
"Gohan…" Goku's voice said as he put his hand on his shoulder. Gohan shook his head.
"He's not dead, he's just sleeping," he said clutching Goten as close to him as possible.
"Gohan it's ok," Goku again tried to reassure him.
Everyone stared on in shock, how the hell could he have died? Who did it? Everyone thought the question, only one person asked.
"Who killed him?" Yamcha asked from the far left.
Gohan found more tears coming to his face. He couldn't tell if it was from his brother dying or from who might have killed him. The Dragon Balls could bring Goten back… but if Trunks had killed him… how could the Dragon Balls change that?
Nothing could change what he felt right now.
Most importantly, nothing could change the truth.
*
Where am I? Everything's black… I can't seem to move… I can remember if I try. Can't I?
*
It took a little while to calm Gohan down, but soon enough him and everyone else found himself or herself in the boardroom of Capsule Corps yet again. The topic was very different though.
It was almost noon now.
Goten was in a room in the basement, they'd go find the Dragon Balls and bring him back to life as soon as they found out who killed him. The only person who seemed to know refused to speak at all. Nobody wanted to push Gohan. Pushing someone prone to snapping was not a good or smart thing to do.
"Obviously we have a serious problem," Bulma said feeling she should take lead. "Trunks is missing and Goten's… gone."
"Do you think the same people could be responsible for Trunk's disappearance and Goten's…?" Krilin trailed of not wanting to say 'death'. Nobody wanted to think about the word.
"To take down two Saiyan-Jins you'd have to be very strong, we would have felt a ki or something," Vegeta said quite pissed off himself, but not wanting to tell anyone he was upset over Goten's death.
"But we did feel something," Juuhachigou said sternly.
If they hadn't heard about it from someone else, they had been close enough to sense it. Whatever that power was, something made it almost certain that it could take down more than just two Saiyan-Jins.
"All this tension's making me hungry," Goku said out of the blue.
Everyone looked at him torn between being very pissed off at the idiot or face faulting.
"Kakarotto! You're son is dead and all you can think about is food?" Vegeta was enraged at this. How could someone show so little respect?
"I can't concentrate on an empty stomach," Goku defended himself… hopelessly.
"Concentrate on what?" Yamcha asked.
"Have you completely lost it Goku?" Krilin asked.
"It's not like you need to concentrate anyway Goku, we do the thinking for you," Juunanagou said really annoyed that he was dragged along into this.
"You make it sound like it's a crime to eat!"
"You're son just died!" Juuhachigou yelled at him.
Bulma sat down frustrated, people nerves were wrung and she thought it best to not get in a fight with people who could easily kill her by a glance. People were very easily blinded by rage…
Videl looked over at Bulma. She was trying to cope with her own issues; she shouldn't try to help everyone else when Trunks was still missing. It wasn't fair for her or anyone that she should shoulder this responsibility.
It was then in the midst of fighting that Gohan stood up, hi face was dark and completely void of emotions, but his eyes were so miserable. While everyone bickered, Gohan thought about Goten's last words. They were very important.
"Marron is next on the hit list," he said quietly, but everyone had stopped talking and moving the second he had stood up.
Juuhachigou, Juunanagou and Krilin all took on faces of worry. They had to get back home.
Bulma looked up at him.
"How do you know this?" She asked quietly not trying to seem like she was prying. Gohan clenched his fist in anger and everyone held his or her breaths.
"Goten told me… before he… died…" He said holding back any tears that may come.
Everyone let out the breath they were holding relieved.
"Did he say anything else?" Krilin asked.
"He said… he said…" Gohan looked at Bulma and Vegeta in defeat. "He said that… it was Trunks."
"What was Trunks?" Juunanagou asked curiously.
"His murderer."
*
So is this a memory?
The figures sat on a couch, there were people everywhere in the room, and it was a party. As Trunks vision focussed, he realised it was him and… Marron. They were talking.
He looked like he was 14 or something, his hair was at its normal length, so Marron should have been younger, but she looked to be about 13. Odd… but it was a past life, ages were different.
"Trunks, I have something to tell you," she said in a serious tone. "You and Goten are best friends right?"
"Uh… I guess you could say that," he answered rather drunk.
"I well… I kinda have a crush on him," she said blushing a bit. He smiled back at her.
"That's so cute…" he said wanting to pinch her cheeks or something. He was so damn wasted!
"Matte… I'm not done," she said, becoming completely serious again. "I told him this."
"What'd he say?"
"I'm getting there!" She played with her blond hair trying to think of the right answer. "He said that he like someone else… or rather… he was in love with someone else…"
"Aww, gee, gomen Marron, that's too bad-"
"Then he told me who that person was, and I thought you had the right to know," she said, holding his hand.
"Does it matter…?" He asked and she solemnly nodded.
"Trunks… it's you…"
Trunks promptly passed out.
(Ok, look at that, things are starting to come together. There's gonna be a lot of flashbacks from here on in, and if the writing's in italics it's Trunks talking/thinking. I really wanna get to the next chapter, I'm having such a fun time writing this. This story is getting very angsty though… it went from depressing/creepy to angsty. Ok, before I go on ranting and forget, last chapter I talked about how I pretty much know nothing about Seventeen's character, well my good ol' reliable dependable buddy Carrie helped me out with that one. I somehow forgot to thank her, so, ARIGATOU GOZAIMASU CARRIE!!!! Ok, I started writing that death scene at maybe 8:20, it's 1:30 now, and the end took me like five minutes to write. Depressing stuff is harder to write. I was asking my friend Meagan what the stages are *ya know when someone dies or something* she told me: denial, anger, fear, bargaining, and finally acceptance. I dunno how precise those are, but I figure you go through them really fast. My uncle died and it went: denial, fear, bargaining, anger and then acceptance in a matter of a half an hour. But I suppose it's different for different people, either way, I'm pretty sure the first and last one stay the same… so lil' ol' me decided to only write the first and last one. Ya know, I'm reading over the death scene and I'm thinking I'm gonna change the rating… it's getting up to an 'R'. By the by, 'matte' means 'wait'. Oh yeah, and just to tell you, this is not turning into a Goten/Trunks story, OK??? I don't want anyone disappointed or pissed off, so I'm telling you in advance. 4/6 people said "ZIGGY BOON NA". That's no good… I should stop writing right here and leave you at this horrible ending… but no, I'm having fun with this. Ok, what's something more people can connect with? I KNOW! "KAKAROTTO SUCKS!!!" I should start a 'Kakarotto sucks' club… you'd all join wouldn't you? Oh and just to keep you all well informer 'Ziggy boom na' means… well nothing… my friend got stoned and said it once. We thought it was funny and kept using it. The end. What a lovely story *wipes a tear away*. Wow… I think I have really pushed the limits of insanity. So many stories/mangas/homework to do. Can't take stress… Well, I've rambled for a good fifteen minutes. Sayonara.)