Broken Wings and Shredded Feathers

Angel Eyes 2

Author: Freewater

Warnings: Child abuse, Swearing.

Disclaimers: I do not own DBZ, I'm only using the characters for the sake of my story. Please do not sue me!

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Notes: A bunch of these oooo means a change in time or character. These thing here /indicate telepathy/. These things here '' are for thoughts. Trunks is eighteen in this fic, Gohan is twenty eight, and Goten is also eighteen. I know he's supposed to be a year or so younger but I changed it. This is a continuation to my first fic "Angel Eyes" If you want to read this then read that story first or else you won't understand what's going on.

This story will also be told from Gohan, Trunks', and my POV.

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Chapter Two

"So what are we going to do for his birthday?" I ask tousan as we wait at the table for our meal. I just got home from the school about a half an hour ago, and I wanted to see if Trunks was here so I came over to visit. He's still not back from wherever he went though, so I just decided to wait.

Tousan just shrugs. "I'm not too sure, Gohan. We don't even really know what he likes." He explained.

Kasaan is at the stove cooking, and she decides to speak up. "I was talking to Goten about it the other day, and we both thought that a surprise party would be nice." She said, stirring around the rice before mixing in some spices and chicken pieces.

"Wow, really?" I ask, unable to believe that kasaan would approve of having something like a party for him considering how much she hated them. I was thinking she would make a big meal and a cake for him. Then once his gifts were open, Goten and I would take him out on the town for his birthday. Maybe even have a party of our own at a club or restaurant or something.

"Of course. Why not?" She asks, not removing her eyes from the stove.

"Um...No reason, kasaan." I reply. I really don't feel like getting on her bad side before she hands me a plate of food. Cause if I did then I most likely wouldn't be eating here tonight, and she's making my favorite, so I'll just keep my mouth shut.

Suddenly, tousan and I hear the door opening and closing before Goten and Trunks enter the room with small bags in their hands. I guess Trunks decided to go with Goten after all.

"What happened to the study group?" I ask, even though I'm thrilled to see him.

He blinks at me as if he doesn't know what I'm talking about before replying. "Oh! Um... well only three people, including me showed up, and since there was supposed to be eight we all decided to just do it another day." He explains, almost nervously actually.

Oh well, he's coming over here so I guess I'm getting a kiss now. No complaints from me! How is it that he can take my mind off of so many things with just one simple kiss? When he pulls away from my mouth I'm in a daze, and he's just looking at me as if he's won some sort of little victory.

"So what movies did you get?" He asks, sitting down at the table as he unloads his bag of things from the mall. Nothing much, just some Nike shirts and a cd.

"There wasn't much there, so I just got an action flic." I replied, watching both Trunks and Goten snicker at my remark. They seem to know that when I say "Not much there" at a movie store, that means to them, "Gohan couldn't find any boring movies to watch".

I sighed. 'Teenagers! I can't believe that I ever was one!'

"Alright everyone, super's ready." Kasaan says, laughing as everyone who's not sitting practically crashes into their seats for a spot at the table. Everyone being tousan and Goten, and Trunks is snickering at them. He's still getting used to our eating habits. He has the most gorgeous laughter. Another one of many reasons why I love him.

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Vegeta sweated heavily from his tough training session in the gravity room as he walked down the Capsule corp hallway, a white towel over his shoulders that he was using to dry off the moisture with. 'Hn, stupid brat,' He thought having Trunks in mind with a sneer. 'I no longer need him for sparing practice now!' He thought, smirking at the memory of all the times he had to drag him in there with him just to get some decent training in. It was good for his attack, but not his defence since the brat had trouble fighting back against him.

But he didn't need him now since the robots were now strong enough to replace him and actually put up a decent fight when he attacked.

Not at all.

Walking past his daughters room, he couldn't help but stop to see what other strange little human girl thing she was doing now. Serving an invisible drink to the many stuffed creatures around her small table. He smirked before walking in. Finding it strange how something so foolish could amuse even one so young.

"What are you doing here, Bra?" He asked, crouching down to be at her eye level. She already had her little birthday party at school, and he gave her a few gifts already, so nothing else really special was being done that day.

She looked up at him sweetly. "Having a tea party." She replied, holding up an empty cup for him to see. "Wanna play too, tousan?" She asked.

He smirked down at her and patted her head affectionately, but before he could decline on the offer to play such a foolish looking game, a small shining object around her neck caught his eye.

He slowly reached his hand down to her neck and took hold of the small golden heart. Looking it over curiously in between his fingers. This could be no cheap trinket that one of her friends could have given her, it was real gold! "Where did you get this?" He asked, looking back down at her.

She had a guilty look on her face. "I'm not supposed to say." She answered.

Vegeta's eye twitched at that. "Did a stranger give this to you?" He asked, his voice getting lower at the idea of some freak trying to steal his daughter.

She shook her head no.

"Well then who gave this to you?" He demanded, starting to lose his temper, fast. But she still didn't answer, so he tore the chain from off her neck to have a better look at it.

"Tousan, no!" Bra cried out, jumping off of her little chair to grab onto her father's leg. She wanted her necklace back.

"You know better than to take things from people you don't know." He growled down at her.

"He's no stranger!" She pouted with a stamp of her foot.

"You either tell me where you got this or else I'll destroy it!" He threatened angrily, causing the young girl to wince as tears filled her eyes. She really hated it when her papa yelled at her, so she decided to tell him.

"Onichan did." She whispered pitifully, looking down at her feet.

Vegeta's eyes widened in shock. Trunks had been visiting her? How the hell was he supposed to make her forget about him if he was doing that?!

Perhaps it wasn't too late though. Maybe he could undo the damage. "What? You don't have an onichan." He stated calmly, vowing to kick the shit out of the brat for daring to come back to try and see his sister.

"I do too!" She cried out again. "He gave it to me for my birthday." She said, causing her father's eye to twitch.

Perhaps he couldn't undo the damage after all.

"And why didn't you tell me that he was visiting you?" He asked, watching his young daughter fidget a little.

"He said he would lose the game if I did."

Vegeta quirked an eye at her. "Game?" He asked.

Bra nodded her head. "Onichan said that you were playing hide and seek with him, and that you're not supposed ta find him." She explained, watching nervously as her daddy went back to inspecting the locket in his hands.

Vegeta looked over the golden heart necklace in his hands before discovering tiny hinges in its side. He frowned as he opened it up, discovering a small picture of the brat when he was about fourteen, holding bra as a baby with the onna standing behind them, loosely hugging both of her children as she smiled for the camera. He sighed at the sight of them, knowing that he couldn't take the locket away from his daughter now, simply because her mother was pictured in it. And he couldn't make her forget about her brother now either. Especially if he's been making regular visits to her. Something would have to be done about this.

Bra looked up at him with big eyes as he quietly handed back the necklace, he'd get one of the robots to fix it for her later, but right now he had to think about his plan of action.

"Tousan?"

"What?" He grumbled.

"When is onichan coming home? I miss him." She asked in a tiny voice.

"Very soon."

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Smiling brightly at all the kids who passed him on his way out, Trunks was having a hard time not skipping out of the highschool to do a little happy dance in the front lawn of the building due to his good mood.

It was the end of the day.

It was Friday.

And it was also his birthday.

His eighteenth birthday had finally arrived! And he was more than just a little excited for tonight as he headed for home. He was so excited in fact, that he knew that the grin on his face probably looked like something Goku gave off at the mention of his favorite food. A look that he didn't know he picked up until Krillin came over for a visit one day and pointed it out.

Gohan wasn't teaching his class today, and Goten was kept home because he was sick. When he and Gohan were really just setting up decorations for his party. Chi-Chi's idea of trying to surprise him at home. She just forgot that since he was a saiyan, he could hear most of the conversations that went on around the house, and therefore he knew about the surprise party that he was getting.

Trunks grinned. He didn't say anything about it, but was still ecstatic and excited for it. And it was still a surprise hearing that he was actually getting a party for his birthday. So it wasn't a waste either.

The lavender haired teen couldn't help but wonder if he and Gohan would be spending the night together as well. They were mated, but he and Gohan still had yet to actually sleep together. Cuddling that one night when they both fell asleep on the couch, while watching a movie at Goku's place doesn't count.

Gohan had always told him that he wanted to wait, and although he never brought it up, Trunks knew that it was because of his age. But he was eighteen now, and that made him an adult. So maybe they finally going to have sex tonight. The only problem was, how would they do it without it seeming suspicious to the others?

Trunks sighed. He guessed that he wouldn't be making love to his boyfriend tonight. But maybe some other night. He didn't want to seem impatient or anything, he was just a little eager to take his love for Gohan to the next step. To prove himself in a way, if that made any sense.

He was so caught up in his thoughts about birthdays and love, that he didn't feel the low and familiar energy signature sneaking up on him. Or the rough hand on his neck until it was too late. The hand that added just enough pressure in the right place to make his world go black as he passed out and fell to the ground.

Vegeta looked down at where his son lay on the cement sidewalk with disgust. There was no one around anymore, so he didn't have to worry about being seen while he did this. It shouldn't be that big of a deal anyway. He brought this upon himself by coming around where he wasn't welcome anymore anyway.

"This will teach you, brat." He snarled, leaning down to grab and pick him up before taking off into the air, heading back for Capsule Corp. If he wanted to come back so badly then he would make sure that the boy never left.

'He deserves this for coming back. I warned him and he ignored me as if I was nothing!' He thought furiously as he flew, looking down into the face that looked so much like his own aside from Bulma's hair and eyes. But then a flash of shock crossed his features as he noticed the bite scar on his neck, making him stop in mid flight to look him over, stunned with what he was seeing.

His son had mated with someone? What the fuck was he thinking to do something as stupid as that?! If he was a homosexual then that meant it was with another male whom he was mated with! And if he was mated then there must be a mental bond between himself and whoever he was with. Making his job all the harder.

Vegeta frowned. 'It's most likely Kakkarot's second brat, they're always together so it has to be him.' He thought, trying to ease his mind. 'I can handle him easily if tries to save him, it's Kakkarot and his first brat that worries me.' He thought to himself before continuing with his flight home.

Now he just had to make the brat close his link after putting a set of Ki cuffs on him and things would be just fine.

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'Where is he? He should've been home by now.' I can't help but think as I pace around the livingroom with worry. The decorations are up, the engagement rings are in my pocket, the smell of reheated food and cakes is coming from my mother's kitchen, and everyone is here for Trunks' surprise party. Including Piccolo and Yamcha, and they're not easy to get in touch with at all.

The only problem is that school ended well over two hours ago, and even if he somehow got a detention he still should've been home by now. But no one can sense him, and this worries me a great deal.

Where the hell is he? And why is he hiding his power level from us? I can't help but sigh as I quit my pacing and plop myself down on a chair before running a hand through my spiky hair nervously. Perhaps I'm just being paranoid. For all I know he only went out to eat first before coming home. Or maybe a few of his friends offered to take him out for his birthday?

But then why does everyone else in the room look worried too?

Kasaans wringing her hands as she watches the clock while Goten just sits cross-legged on the floor with a frown. Tousan's got a worried look on his face as he leans against the wall with Piccolo and Dende. Even tousan's worried! He's never worried about anything! Something has to be wrong!

I sigh again. I at least know that he's alive through our link, but he's not answering me. 'Goddamn it Trunks, your scaring me half to death! Please just come home already.'

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'Oh, my head hurts!' Was the first real thought that I made as I groggily woke up in a curled position on a cold and uncomfortable wooden floor, my neck all stiff.

Funny, I don't remember going to sleep. And where the hell am I? Everything looks so blurry, I can hardly see.

Just before I can even roll over to try and get to my feet, a hand suddenly appears from seemingly nowhere as it grabs me by the hair and lifts me completely off the ground. Before I can cry out through the pain I feel, another hand covers my mouth before roughly slamming me into a wall. And for a split second I can only see the stars in front of my face as I try to see who this is. Why can't I sense his energy?

Dark hair that spikes up like a flame, and he's a little shorter than me too...

Wait a minute.

'OH MY GOD!! TOUSAN!!' I desperately try to struggle out of his tight hold on me, but for some reason I can barely even move through his strong grip. I don't get it! I should at least be able to put up a decent fight against him after all of Goku-sama's, Goten's and Gohans training! But I can't even move!

I can see a little clearer now, clear enough to see the horrifying snarl he has on his face and the murderous look in his eyes as he leans closer to me. I can feel my heart thundering beneath my chest at this point as my breath quickens too. 'Oh Kami, what does he want from me?'

"Close the link." He snarled, the almost insane look in his eyes still present. I can't help but look at him in confusion. How does he know about my link with Gohan? Unless he... saw my bite scar.

My eyes went wide at the thought. 'Oh no.' I think to myself helplessly. He only wants me to sever the connection so that he can beat me or kill me or both.

/Trunks? Is that you? Where are you?/

/Gohan I--/

"I said close the link NOW BRAT!!" Tousan screams at me as lets go of my mouth and quickly smashes the back of my head into the wall. I couldn't help but cry out in pain at the act, wondering why it would hurt so much as stars cloud up my vision once again. It's just a wall.

/Trunks, please, tell me where you are. I've been so worried./ Gohan tells me through our mental connection, but right now I'm too afraid to answer. Can tousan really sense that I haven't closed it?

/Gohan--/

A rough hand suddenly squeezing my throat stops me, even in my head, also making it hard to breath. And I can't help but shake in fear as my father sneers at me again. "If you don't close the fucking link, right now, then I will slaughter your mate in his sleep without so much as thinking twice! UNDERSTAND!?!?" He roared out loudly while tiny little drops of his disgusting saliva flew in my face, and I know that I've just gone deathly pale at the threat.

No! He can't kill Gohan!

/Kami Trunks, answer me!/

I can feel myself shaking again as I nod my head in agreement to my fathers demands, a few tears clouding my vision as I squeeze my eyes shut. I want to hear his voice again so badly, just one last time, but I know that I can't.

I'll probably never see him again. /Goodbye, Gohan./

I then severed our connection.

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I suddenly get the most horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, as if a ton of bricks has just smashed into my chest and knocked the wind out of me without warning as my vision goes dark, but for only a split second before my legs give out and I'm forced to quickly sit on the floor or risk falling on my face.

Everyone in the room is looking at me funny and full of worry as I try to even out my raspy breathing as hot tears pour uncontrollably down my face. I'm not too sure about what just happened, but it feels as if half my soul was just brutally ripped out.

"Onisan?" I hear Goten call out to me in worry. I look up at him, but can barely see him through the many tears that are blurring my vision. But from what I can see, everyone's standing behind him, and they're all looking at me as if I was having a heart attack.

It feels so cold all of a sudden, and I can't stop from shaking when I try to call out to Trunks again through our link but feel nothing there. He cut me off from him?

Why?

Vegeta

"What just happened Gohan?" Piccolo asks me patiently.

I swallow shakily. It hurts so much I can hardly bare it. "H-he cut me off. I-I can't f-feel him anymore." I stutter out pitifully, my heart pounding beneath my chest.

My tousan looks at me in shock, probably wondering why Trunks would do something like that. But he couldn't have meant to. It had to be Vegeta's doing! It had to be! Why else would he say goodbye before doing it?!

"I-I think that Vegeta made him do it." I say, trying to calm myself as much as possible through the pain in my heart. But it's just so hard when your second half is missing like that.

Shakily, I get to my feet, a determined glare on my face as I head out the door, not needing to look back to know that a few people are following me out.

"Gohan, where are you going?" Tousan asks me before I take off into the air.

"To Capsule Corp."

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Vegeta looked down at his shaking son on the floor, hugging his knees as he sobbed out the searing pain of the disconnection from his mate, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for him, remembering the awful feeling of it the day Bulma had died and their connection was shattered.

For this, he decided not to do anything too drastic to him until his mind healed enough for him to take his blows. But right now he still had important things to attend to. He could feel the energy signatures of Kakkarot, his brats, and the Namek approaching him at top speeds, so he needed to work fast.

He grabbed Trunks by the collar of his shirt before roughly picking him up from off of the floor and snarling. "Did you tell them that you were here?" He demanded.

Trunks shook his head no through his tears. It hurt so bad doing what he just did, he felt as if he tore out a piece of his own soul when he severed the connection, and he just felt so cold without the other half, both inside and out.

Vegeta nodded his head. "Good." Was all he said before he dragged him out of the room. Trunks struggled a little against him, but strangely still found that he could do almost nothing.

"Don't even think about trying to get away. I've placed a Ki cuff on your arm, so you cannot be sensed, sense others, or even focus your own Ki." Vegeta said as he dragged him, and Trunks instantly whipped his head to the side to look at his upper arm and the tight, glowing gold band that was on it. He didn't notice it there before, no wonder he couldn't fight back!

"W-why are you doing this to me?" He choked out fearfully as he was dragged down the hall, wondering where they were going.

Vegeta snarled. "I warned you to never come back and you disobeyed me! That's why!!" He sneered. Trunks' breath hitched. How could he know about that?!

"I-I never came back though, I swear!" He pleaded, hoping to get out of this situation before anyone got hurt. Namely himself.

Vegeta whipped around and backhanded him sharply, causing Trunks to get thrown to the ground with a thud and a loud cry of pain. That really hurt!

"Don't you lie to me you little piece of shit!" He roared at him, making him cringe on the floor. "I know perfectly well that you gave Bra that golden necklace for the anniversary of her birth! Now because of your stupid little visits, I can't get her to forget about your filthy face!" He snarled, making Trunks gasp in horror. He was trying to make Bra forget about him? He didn't know that.

"So I've decided that if you want to see her so badly then you won't ever leave. There's no point now because of the damage you've caused!"

"I didn't cause anything!" Trunks roared out, feeling his blood boil at the thought of his little sister not knowing who he was because of his father's manipulation. "This is all because of you! If you weren't such an abusive prick then I wouldn't of had to leave! It's all your fault this happened!"

Vegeta knelt down and backhanded him again but roughly grabbed his neck at a lightning speed before he could cry out. "You will keep your mouth shut unless I speak to you first! Understand boy?" He snarled.

Through the tight grip on him, and the fact that he could hardly breath, Trunks still managed to lightly nod his head yes. Vegeta smirked. "Good." He then dropped his neck and watched as he sucked in some air.

"Now," He started up in a low voice that scared the shit out of Trunks. "You are going to go into Bra's room, and explain to her the new rules of your little game."

To Be Continued.......................................................

A.N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed this story so far :) i really appreciaye it! and Solis asked me a question about how many reviews i wanted before updating each chapter, and i'm not too sure about that one, but it would be nice to see at least five, but you don't have to review if you don't want to

I got into trouble because of that once

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