Summary: Someone has a deep obsession with Trunks and is complicating his life with problems.
Notes: It's still in the "evil" view and that's how I'm gonna refer to it. Oh, and Goten and Trunks are chibis.
Author: I hope everyone's still here and didn't get lost in the prologue. Now that I'm thinking about it, this is gonna be kinda confusing. So hold on tight to yur seatbelts ladies and gents, it's gonna be a bumpy ride! Onward!
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Once upon a time, on the peaceful planet of Earth…
You didn't seriously think I would tell my tale in such fashion did you? I already warned you of the content my words held, no happiness here.
No, it wasn't a happy day, the day that started it all. It was sunny out that was true enough, but clouds marred the perfect sky, taking away the beauty that emptiness held. The air was thick and the warmth that rose with it was too stifling to be comfortable.
So yes, I suppose in the eyes of an uneducated slob this might have been a perfect day, but that is past the point. I will not go into detail what the day was like, just know that it was a day, like any other.
Yes, another day of living, another day of loneliness. Yet today was different, not that I knew it at the time, but this would be the day that would essentially be my downfall. Such stray thoughts did not reach my mind at the time though.
At the moment I was enjoying a relaxing day outdoors, with such a perfect day as you claimed it to be why would I be stuck indoors? This was not the true reason for my current position though.
No, this was merely an excuse to follow. To watch as I always do, this fact unknown to the one I hunted. It was at times like these that I was reminded as to why I had delved deeper into this vicious circle of emotions.
It was at times like these that I enjoyed and loathed the most. When he was accompanied by his best friend. Hn, how those two harmless words strung together disgusted me. I could sense that their feelings ran deeper than friendship, they were oblivious to it and would hopefully remain as such.
That is why I found myself at the lake, watching from the shadows of the forest. I had to watch and make sure no harm befell my beautiful Trunks. I was very possessive when it came to the matter and I was not going to stand by and watch their supposed love escalate into something more.
"Trunks, let's spar before we go swimming!" The darker of the two announced excitedly.
My lavender prince of course thought this over in a matter of seconds before he had agreed and was slowly rising into the air.
He was beautiful, the way his bronze skin glowed against the sun bathing him in warmth. Elegant as his narrowed eyes flashed an icy blue before he powered up.
And finally the indescribable urge to make him mine, to show him what I could truly be to him arose in my chest, just as it had the numerous times before when I had watched him train like this.
He was amazing in his powered up state. Golden locks bristling with electrical energy, eyes turned aqua from the amount of power thrumming through him. You may be thinking that all saiyans look alike in their powered up forms and you may be right for any others.
But never for Trunks. He carried his own beauty, one that undeniably outshone us all. He was an exotic creature, in a class of his own. His lavender locks and bright eyes is what set him apart from the run of the mill saiyans. Instead of the dark features the other saiyans shared he had a feminine beauty about his being.
But enough of Trunks, I could speak of him my entire life and never get bored, but that is not the reason you are listening to my story is it?
Goten followed suite and also powered up, strengthening his saiyan features. But I care nothing for him, he is just another in the way. Competition, one that I will dispose of.
They remained motionless for a moment, simply staring at each other. Then with a cry of power it had begun and they shot at one another, readying attacks. They simultaneously released their energy at each other, causing a loud explosion to rock between them.
"I'm not going to let you win this time Trunks." Goten said defiantly.
Trunks laughed and grinned cheekily. "Oh, so you've let me win all those times before?" He chuckled.
"Fight me Trunks!" Goten cried, rushing forward.
"As you wish." Trunks smirked.
They rammed into each other, throwing and blocking kicks and punches. The crackling of energy filled the sky as their faster than light moves continued between them. It was a blur to the untrained eye but I observed closely as they battled
Their fighting skills were still a little sloppy but that was only to be expected from children their age. They had just recently achieved their super saiyan state and I wasn't about to criticize.
Soon growing bored of physical battle, they exploded away from each other and energy surrounded their outstretched palms. I could sense that the thirst for victory had not left them yet they were now enjoying the simple pleasure of throwing blasts at one another to test their reflexes.
I watched mutely as their stray ki blasts exploded around the surrounding forest, uprooting trees and sending showers of dirt into the air, a few blasts splashed harmlessly into the lake, causing waves to form in the still waters and that's when I heard the slight rocking creak.
My attention was momentarily drawn from the two in the sky and I curiously turned to the lake, searching for the source of the sloshing water. A small fishing boat met my questioning and I frowned in thought. No one came out here save for the boys and I, yet here were the signs of another being.
My vision narrowed angrily at any type of trespasser that may interrupt my precious Trunks and his training, or even worse, interrupt my observation of the one I loved. I hovered lightly and silently glided over toward the tottering wooden boat which was still trapped in the aftershocks of the waves.
I growled predatorily as I spied the fisherman still in the boat, a look of awe plastered on his aging face. He hadn't noticed me approaching from behind, still engrossed in the antics of the two sparring above.
"What is your business here?" I hissed, leaning in close to his ear.
I spared him a look of loathing as he turned in surprise. Of course he hadn't known I was behind him, which is why humans are the weaker species, their senses are dull and useless. Just like them. Yet we continue protecting them time after time along with this pathetic planet.
"I asked you what you were doing here." I growled again.
"I-I was fishing here earlier." He tried to explain himself. "And then these boys came and began fighting, isn't it amazing?" He smiled as he looked back to their display.
I opened my mouth to speak when I spied the camera strapped around his neck and froze.
"What are you doing with that?" I demanded past clenched teeth.
He looked down at the camera and fingered it thoughtfully. "I was snapping some pictures of their little fighting match." He said pointing back to the duo. "Especially the young one that had purple hair before he changed, he's very skilled in his technique."
My entire body stiffened in disgust at his words and I shuddered uncontrollably as my rage grew.
"You were taking pictures of my Trunks?" I whispered dangerously.
The human froze at my tone, eyes widening in fear as he realized the power I held. I smirked in satisfaction as fear rolled off the man in waves. It was sickening how weak this being was and how easily these creatures succumbed to their fears.
I angrily crushed his throat in my firm grip. "That is unacceptable. You pay the price for your daring assumption that you could steal anything from Trunks." I informed the trembling man as I lifted him from the boat.
"P-price?" He trembled.
"You die." I grinned sadistically.
His eyes bulged in their sockets, veins popping as I fired a ki blast into his unprotected gut. His body strained upward, mouth open in a silent scream as he released his last breath and died. The creature fell limp in my hand, dangling as would a puppet with its strings cut.
I released my hold on the warm flesh and the weighted body fell back into the boat with a sickening crunch as the lolling head made contact with one of the protruding oars from the side. The boat rocked gently, sending ripples back to shore.
I smiled in satisfaction and glanced down at my pale hands which had committed this crime, it would be one of many by the time I was finished in my futile attempt to claim Trunks as my own. I frowned as I caught sight of my shirt, sprayed with tiny droplets of blood.
"Damn you, you got blood on my clothes." I said vainly to the dead being below me.
I grimaced in disgust at the lowly cretin which had wasted my time and talents. I readied another ki blast and shot it into the boat, purring in pleasure as the tiny splinters of wood rained into the air. Despite this, the body somehow survived the small bomb and floated to the surface of the water.
I paid no mind to it and soared back to my hiding spot across the lake, sensing the spar above coming to an end. Their childish laughing echoed through the calmness of the forest and I watched silently once again as they landed.
"Man Trunks, you totally kicked my ass up there." Goten chuckled.
"Well that was to be expected Goten, I am the strongest." He grinned arrogantly.
"Whatever Trunks! You always think that you can beat me at everything but it's not true." Goten argued, he glanced at the water. "Race me, I bet that I can beat you to the other side of the lake." He challenged.
Trunks glanced across the lake, almost as though he could see me. Yes, as though he knew I was there for him, his eyes pierced through my own. But instead he turned to Goten, smiling in the beautiful way that he does and nodded his consent.
"Sure Goten, if you're up to losing twice in one day why not. I wouldn't want you to miss out on a chance like this even though you go through it, oh about once a month?" Trunks said airily.
"Everyday." Goten growled.
Trunks winked. "You said it." He grinned.
"Whatever Trunks, quit stalling and let's get this over with, I'm starting to get hungry." Goten said impatiently as always.
Trunks rolled his eyes. "You're always hungry Chibi." He pointed out.
I seethed at the horrid nickname he had given Goten. He didn't deserve special attention from my Trunks, what good has he ever been to my prince? He does nothing to help Trunks' image of royalty, his image of perfection yet he was graced with the simple privilege of a name.
What do I receive from him? What amount of friendship? What amount of adoration? I get nothing that's what, absolutely nothing. Yet despite this I continue to indulge in my little desires and I continue to worship him in secrecy. Anything for my prince, his wish, as they say, is my command.
So I remain in silence as their clothing falls to the ground. They have no shame in showing their nudeness to each other, they have been raised almost as brothers. If only they thought of each other that way, but again my dreams have been shattered, they will always be friends to each other, nothing less, maybe more.
I watch in awe of Trunks well muscled form. I have always thought of him as beautiful. Despite his youth he is also well built, my eyes scanning his body, from head to toe and it is not his chiseled stomach which draws my attention but what is below it.
Sadly the image is cut short as he immerses himself in the cool waters until he is waist deep. He glanced back at Goten and I could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke to his friend.
"Come on Goten, aren't you coming in, this is your race isn't it?" He laughed.
Goten shook himself out of whatever daze he had been in and sheepishly donned the famous Son grin that was the curse of the family. But I wasn't fooled, I had seen the way he had been looking at Trunks and I didn't like it.
"Sorry about that, I got lost for a second there." He apologized.
Trunks turned and waited as Goten entered behind him, coming to rest beside his starting point.
"Okay Goten, we race to the other end, whoever makes it there first obviously wins." Trunks instructed.
"I'm not stupid Trunks, I know how it works." Goten sighed.
"Just making sure." Trunks ruffled his hair playfully.
Goten flushed and bowed his head to hide his crimson cheeks. Things were getting worse it seemed. Was that a smile Trunks had graced? I've never seen him smile in such a manner, it seemed to be one of, could it be, love.
Damn, it seemed that perhaps they were indeed realizing their feelings for each other, a little sooner then I would have liked but I would rid them of their delusions soon enough.
"Okay Goten, ready…set…go!" Trunks cried.
They dove into the water and began making their way toward me. Their skin glistened in the sun as water cascaded off their bodies with every stroke they took. Their lithe forms sliced through the smooth surface and the only sound was the slight splash that escaped their progress.
I watched Trunks and paid no mind to Goten as their forms became closer and clearer. It seemed a mistake though as Goten's scream screeched into the calm. My eyes darted to his location and growled in annoyance, it seemed he had run into my little present.
"Goten?" Trunks stopped and turned worriedly to his friend.
Goten made no move to answer him, his features frozen in horror as he continued to stare at the body floating beside him.
"Goten." Trunks came beside him and tried to shake him out of his shock.
It was then that Trunks saw what had frightened Goten out of his wits, if he had had any to begin with. His jaw dropped in shock and he quickly pulled them away from the horrid thing, keeping a comforting arm around Goten's shoulder.
"W-what is it?" Trunks whispered, knowing, yet wanting to be proved wrong.
"We killed him." Goten whispered silently.
I frowned in doubt, why would he take claim to such a dead? There was no proof that they had done it in the first place, they should just leave the body and be on their way.
"What?" Trunks demanded.
"We killed him!" Goten screamed, struggling wildly in Trunks' grasp.
"Goten, calm down! We didn't do anything to him, we don't even know who this guy is." Trunks argued, trying to keep control on Goten's struggling body.
"Look at him! He has a fucking hole in his stomach Trunks, that's from a ki blast!" Goten sobbed.
I smiled evilly to myself, this was too perfect. Now they would be blamed for the crime and I would come to Trunks' rescue. I would be the one to save him from this fate. And to sweeten the deal Goten had lost his mind. I doubt it if there would be love there now.
"Goten, we didn't do it, not on purpose." Trunks tried to persuade him.
"That won't matter! Everyone will blame us Trunks, Gohan, Bulma, Vegeta, everyone! We killed the man, whether it was an accident or on purpose this guy is dead." Goten
shuddered.
Oh yes, they will care alright, Chi-Chi, Bulma, Goku, Gohan and all the others will punish you for your deed. You will be outcast from your home, and then where will you go little ones? Where will you go when there is nowhere to go?
"Don't worry Goten, I'll think of something. I won't let anyone hurt you okay?" Trunks soothed.
My fists clenched in anger. This was not how I planned it to turn out. Trunks was supposed to shun Goten for his broken mind and never want to see him again for the problems he caused. Maybe I had underestimated their feelings, my stomach twisted at the thought.
I watched as Trunks lifted Goten's shivering body into his arms and rose out of the water. He spared a glance to the body and sent a blast of energy to engulf it in a quick flame. Once the energy had dissipated there was nothing remaining save for the gently floating ashes.
Trunks carried Goten back to their clothes and dressed both their beings successfully without breaking down, though by his quivering shoulders he wanted to do so very much.
"Don't worry Goten, I'll be strong for the both of us." Trunks' voice wavered.
Goten remained silent, still in shock by what he had seen. Trunks sighed and brushed a stray lock of hair from his pale brow.
"Please Goten, don't stay like this forever, I need you." He whispered.
I growled. He should need me, not that weakling. Goten would never be strong for you, he is weak at heart, I on the other hand have both inner and outer strength.
I stood from my position, tired of waiting and hiding. Keeping my energy hidden, I made my way to Trunks' side where he was currently bowed over Goten's unmoving form.
"What happened?" I asked.
He jumped in surprise and turned wild eyes to me, gripping desperately onto Goten's limp body.
"Wh-." He began.
"What happened?" I repeated calmly.
His eyes remained fearful while his facial features smoothed out into a calm mask of indifference. He's lying to me, I can't believe he is trying to lie to me.
"We were sparring, I guess I put a little too much into my last attack." He smiled.
I remained silent and nodded. "I suppose you did." I said blandly.
The uncomfortable weight of silence settled between us yet I continued my stand. I wasn't going to make this easy for him, despite what I felt for him he was going to have to pull himself from the dark hole they had apparently buried themselves in on his own.
"We should take him home if he's injured, though he looks fine to me." I said as I bent over.
I brushed Trunks as I lifted Goten into my arms and he seemed to stiffen at my touch, as though sensing some force around me. Don't worry sweet Trunks, that little piece of darkness is only my obsession for you.
I grinned somewhat darkly as I shifted Goten's weight and helped Trunks stand, gripping his delicate hand in my own. His eyes rose to mine in question and simply smiled as I released his warmth.
"We should go. Knowing the two of you, I'd say you've both been gone for a long while and your parents are probably worried." I said smoothly.
"Yeah you're right." Trunks nodded reluctantly.
Hm, don't want to go home Trunks? Is your heart weighed down with guilt? That is the choice you decided to take when you chose Goten over me. Think of this as your punishment for denying me of my pleasure.
But this is only the beginning dear Trunks, it will soon be too much for you to handle and then you will come running into my arms, searching for a savior from your darkness. And I will be there, waiting.
"I don't think I would have been able to carry him home on my own if you hadn't showed up." Trunks said, so obviously trying to start a conversation to break the deathly silence.
"Well, I'm here if you ever need help out of any problem." I grinned, coyly hinting at the undoubted thoughts that were running through his head at the moment.
He smiled slightly, the gesture was strained and not reaching his eyes. I patted his head and smiled reassuringly.
"Thanks again." He smiled brightly up at me, as though my gesture had cleared his conscience.
Oh my poor naive little precious, you won't be saying that when I'm done with you.
"Anytime Trunks, anytime."
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Author: Bwahaha! I'm still here, u won't get rid of me! :curiously: So, do u still like it? :pouts: Yur probably not even reading it. Review please! ja ne!
-Red-