Bubun: Juuni
Marron sat in her room feeling drained. Her father, mother and uncle had come home that afternoon with the 'news'. If you could call it news…
Goten was dead.
It wasn't Goten's actually death that got some people so riled up and others so depressed. It was his murdered.
Trunks.
Where did that leave her? She considered Goten and Trunks to be her best friends, even though they sometimes pissed her off… but they did it in that kidding way. She could always turn to them for advice.
Her best friend killed her best friend.
So she had nobody to go to and talk it over with. She'd go to her family too, but they were acting really weird all of the sudden. They didn't want her to go outside, and they didn't want to talk things over.
Everybody was really edgy; she was just really out of it.
She looked over to her clock curious of what time it was and suddenly realizing how damn tired she was.
It was just a bit past midnight, Sunday morning then.
Marron stretched and fell back onto her bed. What were they going to do? Then again, what could she do? Nothing. So the question should be: what was everyone else gonna do? That was a bit selfish… selfish but true.
She closed her eyes wanting to go to sleep, but Goten and Trunks kept coming into her head.
Why would he do such a thing as kill his best friend? It was crazy, madness. Something had to be really wrong.
Marron couldn't help but think back to the night Trunks had completely freaked and Bulma had blamed it on Goten for a couple minutes. Had that something to do with this? Had Goten hurt Trunks and then he got revenge? But would Trunks go so far in revenge as killing him?
"No way…" she mumbled shaking her head. Maybe Trunks hadn't killed him and Gohan was just badly mistaken… but would anybody make a mistake like that?
Juuhachigou then opened the door and looked in, she saw Marron on the bed and smiled at her.
"You still awake?" She asked walking all the way in, still standing in the doorway though.
"I can't sleep… just none of this makes sense. I don't get why…" she said trying to figure out her thoughts.
Her mother nodded and walked in closing the door behind her, she then walked to her bed and sat down beside Marron.
"You gonna be ok? I know how close they were to you-" She said putting her hand on her daughter's arm and holding it in a firm reassuring way.
She was so confused, so angry, so… sad. So many emotions and thoughts ran through her head, she just couldn't keep them all in. She didn't want to keep them all in anymore, she'd thought through everything enough.
Marron looked up at her mom, tears beginning to form in her eyes, in a quick move she almost tackled her mom in a hug and began ranting and crying.
"I don't care if the Dragon Balls can bring him back! Trunks killed him! How can we change that!?!" Was just some of what she managed to get out before completely breaking down.
Juuhachigou hugged back rocking her daughter and shushing her.
"It'll be ok Marron, everything will be just fine," she said the words, but she didn't believe them. Trunks had threatened her daughter, nothing would be 'just fine' until she had seriously harmed him, snapped a lot of sense into him… or killed him.
*
Hitomi sat in a warehouse sitting in the dark, Goten's blood was still on Trunks' clothes, but it had long since washed off his face and hair. She absent-mindedly played with the katana as she stared off into the dark, contemplating. Planning.
Her face looked miserable, or should I say Trunks' face looked miserable? They were one though…
She had had revenge on Goten… yet she felt nothing, maybe because it wasn't supposed to be her revenge. He had never done anything against her. He had hurt Trunks. He had violated Trunks, violated his trust… his mind… his body.
Marron was no better.
So if she got revenge on the girl too, would that make her feel better? Fill the void she felt now with another. Maybe she didn't feel like this because of Goten, but rather because of Trunks.
They were connected, and she had pushed him back into his subconscious… now he was beyond her reach until she abandoned this body and took him back out.
Only she and two others could do that, but they were weaker than her. She was in charge now.
And in a couple nights she'd go after Marron. Goten had been easy to kill, she had abused his Trust like he had abused Trunks in a past life. But she had let it slip that she was going after Marron thinking he'd die a lot faster, Gohan had gotten there too damn fast and found out.
So they knew Trunks had killed him and she was after Marron. They were looking for him, waiting for him. She no longer had trust to play with, maybe she could abuse it with Trunks' family, but she had to wait longer to go after Vegeta. She had to be stronger.
She looked down at the blade; she could remember that night so well…
Her and Trunks took the katana back to her store, they went to the back of the store, up to her room and then they did a write that would always keep them together through this blade… now this blade also held a power of its own.
This blade could kill even Goku… but the wielder also influenced it.
Everything could get so complicated if she kept analyzing it. Why did she feel empty? What was the true power of the blade? Would she ever see her mother or Trunks again?
The last question bugged her the most.
Everything she knew about her life led back to mysticism, she was raised in it, even though she hadn't lived for more than a year, that in itself was magic. She wasn't human. Manako wasn't either. They were beings of dreams, not really alive, but alive all the same. Whether she could truly die was yet to be known.
Hitomi was dead on the physical plain, but not the mental plain. She was very much alive here, in her true element. It was a pity though, she only lived for revenge now, but she was doing it for one of her two.
One of the things Hitomi had learnt through mysticism was that everyone (human or whatever she was) had two people. Their true friend and their true love. She was pretty sure her true friend was her mother, Manako, and she was sure that her true love was Trunks. Hence why it hurt so much that Trunks would have betrayed her… because she loved him so much.
She was sure, but then again, sometimes she felt like she should never have happened. Her mother and father should have never have come together. But they had, and here she was, but hey, if she was alive then obviously she was meant to live.
Everything happened for a reason.
*
Before Trunks could see any more into that part of his past, his mind was already going to another memory, he'd have to wait that much longer to find out where that last memory was going. But he was getting a bad feeling about what the 'incident' was, and he wanted to know more about other things.
Like who the hell was Hitomi's father!?!
He was on that field again with Hitomi, the one where they had talking about why his hair was so long.
"When did you first meet your Tousan?" Hitomi asked.
"First time I met him was at the funeral…" he thought back remembering two men in black suits coming up to him, one was kinda short and the other tall. Both had long black hair and eyes, both looked like fighters. "What happened to your Tousan?"
"Nothing," she answered smiling a bit.
"Why don't I ever see him?" He asked looking at her confused.
"Heh, you do, he's always at my store, he's just really… uh… I can't describe his behaviour. It's not father like," she said finding that the best way to describe him.
"Oh… what does he look like?"
"Short, black hair, black eyes, that's where I get my eyes. They're his eyes," she said sitting up.
"Short? Black hair? Is you Tousan Vegeta-San?" Trunks asked stifling a smile.
She looked back at him with a serious gaze and fell backwards onto the grass so that she was lying down again.
*
"Honey I'm home," the man said as he walked into Harmony.
He looked at the window, it had been replaced and the glass case where that old katana had no more glass. Then he felt it, a presence he had not felt in a long time… since Hitomi had killed herself.
"I told you not to call me…" Manako said coming out of the back, but trailed off when she saw his face.
He had short black hair and black eyes that normally looked happy and playful, but now were very serious. His entire face was, it was a facial expression she had only seen once on him.
"Kokoro…" she spoke his name. "Hitomi's back…"
"I know," he spit out grinding his teeth. "I can feel her presence!"
Then he looked outside, he felt someone else.
"Death, I can smell it…" he mumbled. "What's been going on? I leave you alone for a month and suddenly everything's fucked up?"
*
Goku and Gohan had gone home to tell the news to Chichi, naturally she had passed out, then after regaining consciousness she had flipped, blaming everyone. She had then promptly kicked them out.
They hadn't told her who had done it.
Goku was probably too dense to notice, and Chichi was definitely too mad to notice, but Gohan was having a really hard time with this. He had become really quiet, had barely said anything to his mother let alone his father.
There was a simple question that bugged him. He wanted revenge, but what would he do the next time he saw Trunks? The teen was almost as close as his own brother was to him; he would give his life for Trunks.
They arrived back at the Capsule Corps to find Tenshinhan and Chaotzu had arrived. They had been training before, but Yamcha had found them telling them about the quite urgent news.
Of course Krilin, Juuhachigou and Juunanagou had gone back to the Kame house to protect Marron. It was really weird that Trunks would want to kill Marron; then again, it was weird that he would want to kill anybody.
Everyone was together and now they were off to Kame house, if Trunks was going to be there, they'd be waiting.
Goku looked at the fighters, except Vegeta who was standing behind him in his royal manner, and nodded. It was time to go.
Before they could go though, they heard Bulma's yelling.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?!" She yelled from just outside the door.
Suddenly the door opened and a man, close to Vegeta's height but slightly taller, walked in. Behind him was a taller woman with blond hair done up in a bun. Then Bulma rushed in and stood beside the man.
"Answer me!" She yelled.
The man glared at her almost wanting to hit her, he was really frustrated, and then he spotted him. He spotted Vegeta glaring at him; his attention of the frantic woman was lost as he started walking towards him.
"Kokoro no!" Manako yelled at him, he snapped out of his daze and turned to Goku.
Vegeta grinned, who did this guy think he was? Kokoro continued to glare at him for a few more seconds then turned towards the entire crowed.
"Stay out of this!" He ordered at them.
"Why? Who the hell are you?" Yamcha asked, almost in a mocking tone.
"My name is Kokoro Kurayamino, I don't expect you to know who I am, but I know who you are, and none of you should get involved… except," he turned back to Vegeta. "You."
*
I have to know… I can't run from it anymore.
The young Trunks and Marron were walking down the road, it had been three days since the party where Marron had told him about Goten.
In all truth, his opinion about the boy hadn't changed; he was a bit confused. But they could work through this. He didn't swing that way, and he would talk it over with Goten the next time he saw him.
"Marron, were the hell are we going anyway? You phone me at 10 at night, my Tousan will kill me for being out so late…" Trunks started rambling, he was also still feeling the effects of a joint he had smoked about a half an hour ago.
"We're going to see Goten," she said calmly looking ahead.
All night Marron had been unusually quiet, yeah sure she was reserved, but not this reserved. She was always open around them.
"Good, I need to talk to him."
Marron stopped in her tracks and looked down. "Talk about what?"
"About what you told me the other night…" Trunks said looking at her in confusion. Was she mad at him because Goten liked him rather than her? Was she jealous?
"Nani… you like him back?" Marron asked, still looking at the ground.
"No, I like him as I friend. That's all. I've gotta tell him, talk it over."
Marron looked up, it almost looked like she was grinning of some sort, like a devil in the night.
"We're almost there," she whispered softly and started walking again. Trunks stared at her for a bit and then followed her.
The two rounded the corner and came face to a warehouse; Trunks narrowed his eyes in doubt. Something was going on here.
"Marron, I-" Trunks began but was cut off.
"He's waiting," she said firmly without looking at him or slowly down.
Trunks reluctantly followed and the two were soon inside. It was just a big empty room it seemed, there was no sign that there had ever been a business there before. He looked around in awe for a bit and then he spotted Goten in the middle.
"Oi Goten," Trunks greeted him quietly. Something was freaking him out. Goten just stood in the middle, his head lowered a bit so his bangs put a shadow over his eyes. "What the hell?" He asked. It felt like he had been brought in front of a cult.
"Trunks…" Goten said softly looking up at him, Marron walked off to the side as Goten started walking forward.
Goten was suddenly upon Trunks, he looked into the other boy's eyes. Goten just looked so sad, it was almost hard to look right in his eyes. Then in a swift movement Goten grabbed Trunks' shoulders and kissed him.
Trunks eyes went wide, not in fear or disgust, but in shock. Without thinking he pushed Goten away and punched him.
"What the fuck are you trying to pull!?!" He yelled trying to win back some ground. "I came here to talk! Marron, what's going on!?!"
Marron looked on coldly, hating Trunks so much at the moment and loving every second of this.
Goten stood a few feet away from him partially hunched over, his face shadowed. Slowly Goten brought his hand up and wiped his mouth, he looked at his hand and Trunks could make out the blood. From under the shadows he saw Goten smile.
To Trunks, this was the point where Goten had simply snapped. Goten was obviously a confused 14 year old boy who wasn't too sure what to make of his emotions, and what Trunks had just done was too much. Had Trunks been thinking properly, had it not been so late, had he not been stoned, he would never have hit Goten. But he had.
The funny part though, Goten hadn't snapped then, he had snapped yesterday when Marron had sobbingly told him that Trunks had freaked and started yelling and shouting about how he wasn't a 'faggot' and hated Goten now.
Marron smiled in the corner of the warehouse. She would break Goten's heart and lead him to do something terrible, if she could just have one night with the boy she loved. She was truly more fucked up than the rest of them, but people would always view her as the sweet little girl.
Goten suddenly charged, screaming and crying all at once. It was too much, he hated himself and he now hated Trunks more. He loved him so much that he hated him.
He swung out and punched Trunks in the jaw; Trunks fell back on the ground. Goten didn't waist any time and jumped on him and started punching him madly. Trunks attempted to block, fight back, get out from under him, but Goten knew how to fight, not him.
"GOTEN STOP!!! MATTE!!!" Trunks yelled out in between punches, his face quickly turning into a bloody mess. "MARRON HELP!!!"
Marron didn't move.
Rage blinded him, his emotions confused him, and his friends misled him. Goten stopped punching him and kissed Trunks again.
"GOTEN!!!"
Nothing could stop him now… it was like he was asleep almost. He could only hear Trunks yelling at him, yelling meant anger, anger meant hate.
Hate was not what he wanted.
Goten then grabbed his shirt and started ripping and clawing at it. He wanted it off. Trunks' eyes went wide, this time with fear. He knew what was happening.
"GOTEN!!!"
Trunks would never be able to tell anyone what truly happened next. He realised Goten was probably confused, but that couldn't forgive him. Trunks mostly felt betrayal, because although he couldn't see her, he could feel Marron staring at him.
She didn't more, didn't change her expression, she didn't get help. She didn't try to stop Goten. She didn't stop Goten. And she suddenly became part of the problem.
Trunks was betrayed and raped by the person he loved most in his life… if only Marron hadn't loved him even more.
"Trunks can you feel it? Feel the pain Trunks. The sweet pain of your demise… it will kill you Trunks. It tastes so good! Doesn't it…?" Goten said to the curled up Trunks, his clothes were thrown over him, but he was naked nonetheless.
He brushed some of Trunks hair out of his face, "You're so pretty…"
You could say Goten was back to normal, but truly, he was never normal after that night. This horrible bitterness had taken over.
A loud bang was heard by Marron and Goten suddenly, Trunks didn't hear it though, his mind was gone, it was trying to protect itself by not existing. Marron and Goten however looked towards the source, and there they saw Vegeta standing by the now closed door looking shocked.
"Shit…" Goten mumbled, Marron started to move towards Goten.
Vegeta looked at the two, he recognized them, but only from knowing their parents. So he paid not much attention to them and looked to the other figure all curled up.
If he had been holding something, he sure as hell would have dropped it. It was his son.
"Trunks…" he managed to gasp out, then turned back to Goten and Marron who were trying to inch away towards the back door. "What the fuck did you do to him!?!"
He knew the answer from just looking at him, but he couldn't accept that. He had to hear the kid say it.
Goten glared, and then his glare turned into a smile. "I raped him, Vegeta."
Then Goten grabbed Marron's wrist and the two ran off, Vegeta started running after them, but the second he got beside Trunks he stopped moving and looked down at him.
Trunks' eyes were opened and out of focus, he was shaking. He could kill the kids later, now he had to make sure Trunks would live.
"Trunks…" he said again and knelt by him, he reached out to touch his face and Trunks seemed to snap back into reality.
He screamed and tried to hit Vegeta, but Vegeta grabbed his wrist. The two just stared at each other, Trunks slowly realising that it wasn't Goten or Marron, and recognised him.
Then what had just taken place came back to him, and he started crying.
How to comfort him? Vegeta had no clue, so he scooped the boy in his arms and took him to the hospital. Never to speak of it again.
(Oh that was so hard to write… but alas, it had to be written. I've wanted to do that scene ever since the first line in chapter one, and here it is. PLEASE DON'T HATE ME!!! I have this horrible sinking feeling that after I post this people will stop reading… then again, maybe they will because there are still unanswered questions. I can only hope from here on… Ok. I think some things need to be explained. People may seem OOC in the past life, but why wouldn't they be? They had a completely different upbringing. So they also view people differently, I guess you can tell I'm making most of them kinda fucked up. But do you get why Hitomi wants to kill Marron now? Marron pushed Goten to do that, maybe she hadn't intended for Trunks to get raped, but he did and she didn't do anything to stop it. Oi… only eight more chapters to go. By the way, I don't think it'll get much more angsty than it already is, I doubt there will be any more yaoi. Oh by the by, I don't actually believe in the whole Trunks/Goten coupling, but it worked and therefore it became. IT IS THEREFOR IT WILL WAS!!! Ack, I think my drugs are kicking in. I got sick and now I'm on prescription drugs, and yet I still write for you guys. See, I love you peoples. So even though I have all this work, there's that strike thing going on and I'm sick, I write. Oh that reminds me, I dunno if I apologized before, but about the grammar and spelling mistakes: I don't like editing a story unless I'm done writing it, however this always causes me in hating my story, every story of mine up on FF.Net, I can tell you without fail I think it to be a piece of crap. But if I didn't put this story up, then I'd have no motivation and never finish it. So I have every intention of finishing this story and then going back, editing it, fixing it up, maybe adding/taking parts. Then re-posting it. But just bear with me for now and try not to point it out too much. I know it's there and I'm really sorry. Ok… I've rambled on long enough. Sayonara.)