Bubun: Juushi

Manako looked out the window; the sun was beautiful in the morning. And yet, the glares she was getting made it that much less enjoyable. Where was Kokoro? When would he get back so she could get out of this place?

She didn't have to wait to long, because minutes later Kokoro appeared out of the window frames shadow.

"What took you so long Kokoro-Kun?" She asked annoyed.

Kokoro didn't answer; instead he glared at her and started walking forward menacingly. Manako showed some fear in her eyes, but didn't try to take a step back. They couldn't kill each other after all.

"Your daughter," he spat out standing about a metre away from her. "Is no daughter of mine."

"Nani?" Manako asked narrowing her eyes at him. "What did you do?"

"I did nothing! She killed those two androids!" He shouted, wanted to take his rage out on someone, but all the same, not wanting to hurt anybody.

Everyone in the room gasped in shock. He looked at them all with solemn eyes and a long face.

"Gomen nasai… I was just too stupid to do anything about it… gomen nasai," he said bowing in respect.

"What about Krilin and Marron?" Bulma asked, tears forming in her eyes.

"The short monk and the girl?" He asked, after all, he didn't know their names for sure.

Bulma nodded.

"They're fine, they managed to escape, and Hitomi won't attack for a couple more nights…" he informed them, the news made them a bit more at ease, but at the same time worried.

"Let us out of her so we can help them!" Tenshinhan yelled, followed by Chaotzu nodding.

"Hey, if this Hitomi person is killing them, where's Trunks?" Yamcha asked suddenly.

"Don't ask me," Kokoro said, then he pointed to Manako. "Ask her."

"I will ask no one! Release us now!" Vegeta yelled at the woman.

"Well with an attitude like that…" Manako mumbled under her breath.

"Listen woman!"

"NO YOU LISTEN!" Manako yelled standing up, this even shocked Kokoro and he took a step back. "I don't care about your fucking friends and family! Do you even know what they did to Trunks!?! You should hate them too!"

Vegeta stared blankly back at her.

"What'd they do to Trunks?" Bulma asked silently.

Manako stifled a laugh. "I won't tell. It's not mine to say, but I will say this. Goten deserved to die."

*

"Run away with me Trunks," Hitomi said while playing with her mirror.

Manako has that mirror now…

"I… can't," Trunks said looking sad.

"Why not? You can't live with your Tousan anymore... My parents would understand and-"

"I can't!" Trunks yelled and sat up.

"Why not!?! He's not even your real Otousan!" Hitomi started yelling forgetting herself, she had just told him yesterday, and he was still trying to figure it all out.

Trunks put his hands to his forehead, massaging it like he had a headache.

"I… I want to go with you," he mumbled quietly, fearing that he'd start crying. Hitomi looked hopefully in his eyes and she smiled, after a few seconds he returned the smile.

"I'm too scared of you going back there."

"But I have to get my things if I'm gonna go with you," he said, his smile growing.

"Oh Trunks-Kun!" She yelled and hugged him happily; with the smile still on his face he pulled away from her and grabbed his katana.

He carried that thing around with him everywhere he went. He felt a lot more secure when he carried it with him, especially at home when he felt everyday that his 'Otousan' would barge in and beat him into a bloody pulp.

A shudder ran down his spin, why did he always have to think so negatively?

"I'll be waiting here," she said, not quite wanting to let him leave just yet.

"I'll be back before midnight," he said, his smile reassured the deal and then he left the room.

*

Wait a few days. Kill a few people. Wait a few days. Kill a few people. I'm on the verge of revenge… and I'm bored out of my mind.

I'm hungry and so fucking lonely. Where's Trunks right now? What's he doing? Will I ever see him again?

Is he very mad at me?

I have lost my father, but to me, he was lost to begin with. My mother will never abandon me, and seeing she doesn't love Kokoro, she will turn against him in a second. But what do I care? I shouldn't have to depend on people.

I'm suppose to be stronger than that… Supposed to be independent.

I'm supposed to be alive, but I'm not because of fucking Vegeta. I will kill him.

Dammit, why do my thoughts always return to revenge? Is it true that whatever state the person dies in is the state their souls are in the next life? I saw Trunks in his past life, just before this one and after the first one I knew him in.

He was a scared human being. I would have tried to kill him then too, but I couldn't get close enough. Of course, it's good that I didn't. I would have never known the truth.

What is the truth anyway?

What is truth?

Truth…

Hitomi then fell asleep.

*

"Manako… I don't know about you, but I'm leaving, and I'm not coming back," Kokoro calmly stated and turned towards the door to leave.

"Kokoro, matte!" Manako called after him.

"Not this time honey, come if you want, but I won't wait around while you flirt with Vegeta-San this time," he said not bothering to turn around.

"Flirt???" Bulma and Vegeta asked in unison.

Manako looked back at the crowd, Hitomi could take most of them on. Then she caught up to Kokoro.

"There's no way you're leaving me behind," then she looked back to the crowd, they were all anxious to be released from her hold, but she had better plans. "One more thing."

Nobody could really tell what happened next, Manako simply looked in Bulma's direction and smiled a cruel and evil smile, then there was a flash of light surrounding both Bulma and Manako.

Vegeta turned his head just in time to watch, as Bulma disappeared no, disintegrated before his eyes.

And she laughed, Kokoro turned his head and saw what she had done, he could feel his knees give out under him. How had that happened?

"Bu… Bulma…" Vegeta choked out looked at the spot where she once sat, then he turned back to Manako, the rage flowing through him. That bitch would pay, that bitch would die.

"Manako… no… masaka…" Kokoro mumbled.

"Gomen nasai Kokoro, but it was her time," she said, the wicked smile on her face. "I'll see you at the shop then."

"YOU BITCH!!!" Kokoro yelled after her, still on his knees. How could she have done that to him? To Bulma?

Kokoro didn't have time to react for what happened next. Who would? With Manako gone they could move again, and the first thing Vegeta did was go for Kokoro, he started the punch him over and over again until Kokoro flew straight through the wall.

Kokoro landed about a kilometre away, blood coming out of his mouth, eyes, several cuts along his body… and yet, he was alive. Vegeta obviously wanted this to be slow and painful, and because he felt he deserved it, when Vegeta came at him again, he let the man take his grief out on him.

"Vegeta!!! Stop!!!" Goku yelled trying to restrain the SSJ2, he had him in a bear hug, but Goku barely had a hold on him.

"HE DESERVES TO DIE!!!" Vegeta yelled almost getting out of Goku's grasp, but the other Saiyan was already SSJ2 as well.

"Yes… I do…" Kokoro said, every word hurting him more, every breath feeling like it would kill him.

Chaotzu floated over to him and touched his neck, Kokoro winced in pain, but he didn't take his hand away.

"Well, his pulse seems to be ok, it's probably a bit too slow," Kokoro grabbed the small mans wrist.

"Just let him kill me," he said even though the act itself almost killed him.

Gohan was just as pissed of as Vegeta, if not more, he however was holding it all in. Probably not the best of ideas, either way, he saw something that maybe Goku didn't because he was such a moron. Gohan reached out for his father and touched his arm.

Goku turned to his son with a serious expression on his face, then Gohan simply nodded and Goku, trusting his son completely, let go of Vegeta.

Vegeta was a bit shocked that Kakarotto had let go of him, but that didn't slow him down. Nobody even saw as Vegeta went forward and picked Kokoro into the air by the collar. He floated about a metre of the ground, his power growing as his rage did.

"Vegeta… kill me… but please forgive me," he choked out, blood going everywhere. "I wanted to save them all… but I was blinded…"

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at his prey.

"NEVER!!!"

"VEGETA!!! IT WASN'T HIM WHO KILLED BULMA!" Tenshinhan yelled.

"HE MIGHT HELP US GET THE GIRL WHO DID!" Yamcha added.

"WE CAN FIND HER EASIER IF WE LET HIM LIVE!" Chaotzu also yelled.

They all thought he could help them, and in truth, the man did seem to be concerned about their well being, although he had shown some hostility towards Vegeta (and Goku a bit), he wasn't actually trying to hurt them.

Despite how he could seem hostile, Goku could feel something about Kokoro, like he had no real bad intentions. But how could you make Vegeta understand this? Especially over what had just happened.

They were all upset, and all were thinking of different ways they could dispose of Manako, but to find her, they needed Kokoro's help. And Kokoro didn't deserve to die. They all held their breath to see what Vegeta would do.

Then they heard Kokoro cry out in pain, and as they looked upon Vegeta, they saw he had dropped the man.

"I'll go get a doctor!" Chaotzu yelled and flew off.

Yamcha sat down and let the whole thing finally hit him. Bulma was dead. It just happened so suddenly; it was such a shock to him. And then he felt the tears begin to stream down his face, Tenshinhan put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Goku didn't cry, although he felt just as horrible as Yamcha must have felt. He had known Bulma longer than any of them, but right now he had to think about the more important things. They had to find Krilin, Marron, Trunks, Hitomi and Manako. Then he could wish everyone back through the Dragon Balls.

Vegeta started yelling and screaming trying to avoid the tears he knew would come, his power level grew stronger and stronger, but he wasn't lashing out at anyone. He flew higher into the sky, yelling louder as he went.

Gohan went over to Kokoro's crumbled body and collected him in his arms.

"Better get you to a hospital," he mumbled.

"I can feel your sorrow," Kokoro whispered out, it was barely audible.

Gohan looked down at him with sad eyes.

"I can feel your sorrow too."

*

I've seen this before… I come home and find the suicide note…then I got knocked unconscious…

Trunks slowly came to and saw blood in front of his eyes, then he saw the source, his wrist had been slashed.

"Oh shit…" he mumbled and tried to get back up, but he had lost too much blood and fell back to the ground.

Then he heard laughter as he turned to the source he saw his 'Otousama' standing there.

"Why?" He choked out.

No… that's not Vegeta… but how!?! HOW!?!

"You know don't you?" He asked crouching down beside him. Trunks shook his head in reply; he didn't quite understand what he was talking about. "The blond told you, about Vegeta didn't she?"

He froze, fear consuming his eyes.

"But it makes no sense…" he mumbled, his eyes going black. He was going to die. He knew he would.

He couldn't die though. Hitomi was waiting for him.

"Me, Bulma and Vegeta used to be childhood friends you know. Then one day Bulma and Vegeta had you, I was so pissed off… because I was so in love with her," he paused trying to find the right words. "Bulma did heroin, everyone knew it would be the end of her, but she took you when you were 1 and ran off."

"But why this?" Trunks asked trying to make sense, and trying not to cry.

"Four years later we got news about her death, Vegeta didn't want you, your Okaasan didn't want you, so I took you in," then he glared. "You ungrateful piece of shit. You just had to look like your Otousan and have your Okaasan's eyes. You just had to act exactly like her. I loved her so much… and you have to mock me by being THEIR child!"

Trunks shook his head.

"I hated you more and more everyday… and now you know the truth, I suppose you wanted to go running to him because you despise me so much! WELL I WON'T LET YOU!!!"

"You're fucking crazy," Trunks managed, and then spit on his face.

He smiled, and then began to laugh. He had won, and nobody would know the truth.

Trunks felt the world swirl in his head, he felt so dizzy, he had already lost so much blood. He could see his katana lying on the floor, just out of reach, blood on the tip... his blood on the katana that Hitomi had given him... His Hitomi, his love. He felt tears come to his eyes as he heard his once father begin to walk away. "Hitomi," Trunks mumbled, "Hitomi..." He could almost see her delicate figure standing right there, he wanted to reach out to her, but could barely move.

Then the world went black.

THAT WASN'T VEGETA!!! WHAT HAVE I FUCKING DONE!?! She's going after the wrong person! I have to tell Hitomi, before she hurts him, I can't let him die…

*

Hitomi sat up and sighed.

She would get some food and wait, come Friday she'd track down Marron and kill her. Then she could begin to hunt down Vegeta and if anybody got in her way, she'd kill him or her too.

But right now she had to wait.

There was too much waiting in revenge.

She sighed as she watched the sun set. It was pretty, but boring as well.

(And my chapter comes to an end. I dunno if I translated these before, but 'masaka' means 'it can't be' or anything to that extent. So yeah, all is good. Now for my formal apology, I have been getting many death threats from people *CARRIE!!! And her imaginary Trunks* about how I 'torture' him, well; I'm sorry… but hey, why read it then? Anyway, you have that *who said formal needed to be long?* Ok then, as you may or may not have noticed, for some silly reason or another, I have begun to post a lot more stories. It is because I found a prologue that I wrote months ago, or that I had an idea stuck in my head and had to get it out. Don't worry, 'Yume Mi' will stay my priority, it is almost over after all *you guys just have to bear with me for like another month*, but I will also be working on the rest. So keep looking into those! I take great pride in my work, even if I think most of it's shit, and I'd really appreciate if you read them, of course, you don't have to review them… even though reviews kick ass. Well then, I've rambled on for long enough, I know your attention span can't be much longer than mine. If you have questions, ask them in the reviews and I'll try and answer them. Well, arigatou to sayonara)