Ha-ha! I updated sooner then u would have thought ne? Well I don't like going slow so I'm trying to get to where we stopped! Hold on a bit more peoples!
Notes: Everyone view! Nothing much else to worry about fer now.
Author: Blah, blah, just a lot of talking. It's kinda important talking though, well sorta. Just don't fall asleep! :readies pillow: Enjoy!
kynight: :grins: I'm glad u decided to review :winces: and hate to break it to u but we don't find out who it is until the last chap, :pouts: it kills it if u know before though! Almost there though!
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"No I'm here to see Goten Son." Trunks said impatiently.
"Sun?" The ditzy girl giggled.
Trunks growled under his breath and counted to ten. "Goten. Son. I've been coming here for the past ten years, I think I would know who I'm talking about." Trunks said.
She looked at her computer and shook her head. "That may be true Mr. Briefs but I don't have any information on a Mr. Goten Son." The girl said.
Trunks sighed and turned to the person waiting patiently beside him. "I'm so sorry, it doesn't usually take this long." He apologized.
Gohan smiled knowingly. "It's alright, I have all day." He chuckled lightly.
Trunks snorted. "Yeah, well I don't." He said in annoyance.
He turned back to the newly hired youth behind the admittance counter and managed not to show his disgust. The girl was a red haired beauty with blue eyes yet she was a total airhead and had managed to annoy Trunks which was never good.
"Can we just be let in, because as much as I enjoy standing here arguing with you whether or not my friend exists, I really need to see him." Trunks managed to say past clenched teeth.
The girl pouted. "Oh fine, you can go in." She relented.
"Thank you." Trunks sighed.
The doors buzzed open, admitting the two boys into the hallway and they briskly walked past the perky girl.
After they had bypassed a few doors Gohan finally broke the silence settling between them.
"You do know that she was trying to flirt with you right?" He smiled.
Trunks scowled and continued his brisk gait. "Of course, and she was doing a lousy job of it too." He snorted.
"You weren't interested at all?" Gohan asked.
"I already told you, I only want Goten." Trunks replied firmly.
Gohan held up his hands, hearing the underlying growl in Trunks response. "I'm not pushing, I'm just thinking about Bulma and her reaction to your preferences." He said.
Trunks rolled his eyes. "She told you to talk to me didn't she?" He spared a glance over his shoulder.
Gohan smiled. "Uh, yeah." He said sheepishly.
"Well I could care less what she thinks, it's none of her business." Trunks said flatly.
"I suppose you're right." Gohan relented.
Trunks stopped and looked at his longtime friend. "Gohan, are you sure you're up to a visit?" He asked softly.
Trunks knew that Gohan was still hurting from his family's death and he sympathized with the broken man. Even after these few weeks that had passed his face had remained pale and his dark orbs had lost any shine they had once possessed.
Trunks had been more than a little surprised when the brainy Son had asked to accompany him on one of his daily visits with Goten. He had of course readily agreed though, knowing that Gohan needed to spend time with others instead of the haunting memories he was constantly plagued with.
This was also good for Goten, Trunks had been trying in any possible way to show him that his family still cared for him though they both knew otherwise. In fact, Goten's number of visitors had diminished until only Trunks paid any mind to the trapped boy's condition.
And in fact Goten's condition was improving immensely. His medication had been reduced considerably and he rarely had a day when he would have an episode.
Which was also why Trunks had agreed to Gohan's visit. Though he hadn't told anyone about Goten's tantrum he had thrown he had been hesitant about others seeing his friend. He felt that Goten was now well enough to have more visitors than just himself.
Gohan smiled slightly. "I'm fine Trunks, I really want to see my brother, and it's been a long time since my last visit." He said almost apologetically.
"I know that Gohan, but I'm not sure if you're ready to be out yet." Trunks said.
"Well I'm out now so let's go in." He replied.
"What?" Trunks frowned.
He turned and realized that he had stopped in front of Goten's door, he turned and grinned sheepishly. "I guess I've been here so much that my body automatically takes me to where I want to be." He chuckled.
"Well at least you'll never get lost." Gohan winked.
Trunks shivered. "Yeah, you wouldn't want to get lost in a place like this." He looked at the ceiling, listening to the muffled thumps and moans around them.
"Do you think he's expecting us?" Gohan asked, eyeing the door.
"Probably, I always come around this time." Trunks replied and gripped the doorknob.
He peeked around the door and saw his dark haired friend sitting quietly in the newly melded chair next to the bed. He sensed Trunks and raised his head to greet him with a small smile.
"Hey Goten, I brought someone else to visit with me today." Trunks said happily.
Goten looked past him and spied Gohan. He remained silent and merely stared at his elder brother as though waiting for a sign. Trunks ignored this and sat on the bed in his usual position.
Gohan smiled and waved as he came into the room and stood above Trunks. "Hey Goten." He greeted.
Goten's eye twitched slightly and he bowed his head, hiding his face in shadows. "Sorry about your wife and kid." He said.
Gohan smiled slightly. "It's okay."
Goten remained silent and Trunks sighed, already the visit was going bad.
"So Goten, how was your day so far?" He tried to start up a conversation.
Goten smirked. "Well besides staring at these four walls for hours on end my day was pretty good."
Trunks frowned. "I was just trying to start up a friendly conversation." He said softly.
"You should treat your friend better Goten, he's been there for you ever since you arrived here." Gohan said coolly.
Goten's head shot up and he glared at his brother. "Shut up." He spat.
"Goten!" Trunks protested.
Gohan waved his hand. "No, let him talk."
Goten growled at Gohan's calm facade. "I don't need to hear your crap about my life, you have no right to tell me what to do." He snarled.
"And I'm not trying to." Gohan replied. "I've always been there to help you, not push you."
"Fucking liar, you've never helped me!" Goten screamed.
Trunks eyed the door nervously. "Goten please calm down before someone comes." He warned.
Goten barked hoarsely. "Don't worry about that Trunks, no one ever comes believe me." He said, eyes flashing strangely.
"What do you mean?" Trunks frowned.
"That night they found the body." Goten leaned closer to his friend. "Do you think they came then? When her fucking corpse was hanging over my bed?!"
"Goten!" Gohan snapped.
"No! He wants to know so I'll tell him." Goten grinned.
Gohan scowled disapprovingly. "I'm warning you Goten, don't say anything else." He said darkly.
Goten ignored his empty threat and looked back to his wide eyed friend. "I screamed Trunks, all night I screamed and no one ever came for me then. Do you want to know why?" He whispered.
Trunks shivered despite himself. "Why?" He choked.
Goten tapped his skull with his index. "Because I'm crazy." He chuckled.
"No Goten you're not." Trunks denied.
"Oh but I am little Trunks, I'm insane, that's why you've locked me up in here isn't it?" Goten laughed crazily.
"Goten I didn't lock you up here, I want you out as much as you do." He protested.
"He told me Trunks, he told me that you put me in here!" Goten raged as he gripped Trunks' collar painfully.
"Who Goten? Who told you this?" Trunks whispered.
Goten opened his mouth to speak but suddenly his eyes rolled into his head and his grip loosened. Trunks looked over his shoulder to see a nurse pulling away with a needle.
"Thank you for alerting me to this little problem Mr. Son." She nodded to Gohan.
Goten was gently placed onto the bed and Trunks scooted over to make room, mind still confused as to what had happened.
Trunks frowned. "You went to get a nurse?" He asked.
Gohan nodded. "I didn't want him hurting himself or you." He said firmly.
Trunks rose and shook his head. "I didn't even hear you leave."
"Doesn't matter, I think we should leave him now." Gohan helped him stand.
Trunks glanced back at his now immobile friend. "Yeah, you're probably right."
The nurse ushered them out and they calmly strolled the hallways again.
"Is he usually on edge like that?" Gohan wondered.
Trunks sighed. "I don't know what came over him, he's usually so much better."
"Well maybe my presence unnerved him." Gohan said thoughtfully.
"But you're his brother." Trunks protested.
"What I meant to say is that since you're the only outside contact he's had in a while maybe he's permanently shunned everyone else." Gohan smiled gently.
"That can't be good for him though." Trunks said sadly.
"Well we'll have to play it by ear and see what he does in the future." Gohan said. "But for now, what are we going to do?" He asked.
Trunks took a deep breath. "Well I suppose we can go to my house and grab a bite to eat." He suggested tiredly.
Gohan smiled. "I think that would be good."
They made it out to the parking lot and buckled into Gohan's car, the elder taking the wheel, pulled them out of the parking lot.
"How have things been?" Gohan asked as he drove.
Trunks moved his vision from the open window and looked to the serious man beside him. "You know, same old same old." He shrugged.
Gohan grinned. "Nothing new huh?"
"Nah, just the usual. Mom trying to push me into the business, my father ignoring me and my bratty little sister annoying the heck out of me." He smiled.
"I know what that can be like with the younger siblings." Gohan said knowingly.
"Actually I think Goten would be worse to have then Bra." Trunks chuckled. "We were a handful when we were little."
"Tell me about it." Gohan rolled his eyes.
"I remember all the trouble we would get into and then all the adults would be yelling. I think the most fun we had was when we were Gotenks." Trunks smiled in remembrance.
"That guy?" Gohan asked incredulously.
"He was so cool!" Trunks argued.
"He was trouble and too cocky for his own good." Gohan said.
"Yeah, but we had fun. I think the last time we actually had fun was that time at the la-." Trunks froze.
"The time at the what? Lake?" Gohan frowned.
Trunks sighed. "Yeah, and that's when all this crap started too."
The car pulled into the Capsule Corp driveway and Gohan parked smoothly.
"Well I suppose all good things must come to an end." He said wisely as he left the car.
Trunks followed and gasped in shock as he was tackled to the ground.
"What the heck?" He choked. "Bra?"
"Where have you been, you promised to play with me!" She said angrily.
"I was visiting Goten!" Trunks protested as he lifted her into his arms.
"I don't care!" She snapped.
Gohan watched in amusement. "You never can get through to little kids."
Trunks rolled his eyes. "Tell me about it."
"Just did." Gohan winked and turned into the house.
Trunks carried his younger sibling into the house only to be greeted by an older version of the blue haired angel.
"Hey mom." Trunks greeted.
"I haven't seen you all day Trunks, what brings you home so early?" She smiled.
"We're here for the grub." He replied, releasing his sister only to watch her run outside once again.
"Well pull up a chair and I'll get you guys some snacks." Bulma replied as any good hostess would.
Trunks and Gohan made their way to the dining room and sat themselves at the family table. A low hum was heard through the house and Trunks cracked a grin.
"Well it seems like my father is here." He said dryly.
"He's been here all day." Bulma said as she brandished a plate of sandwiches and soda.
"Cool, thanks mom." Trunks chirped, eyeing the food.
"Thank you Bulma-san." Gohan bowed politely.
"Anytime boys, it's a pleasure having people over whom I can feed. Saiyans always need a lot to eat." She winked.
Trunks scrunched up his face. "Mom, you're embarrassing me." He pouted.
"That's what mom's are supposed to do sweetie." Bulma pinched his cheek.
Trunks groaned and then sighed in relief as the phone rang.
"Oh, excuse me while I get that." Bulma smiled. "I'm not finished with you yet Trunks." She winked.
Trunks nodded patiently as his mother answered the phone and returned himself to his food. Gohan likewise followed suit.
"So Gohan, what have you been up to lately?" Trunks asked around a mouthful of sandwich.
Gohan shrugged and took a swig of his soda. "I pretty much just hang out in the mountains, the scenery is really relaxing up there."
Trunks nodded and watched his mother from the corner of his eye. He frowned as her back stiffened and the smell of dread rolled off her in nauseating waves.
"Something's up." Trunks nodded toward the scientist.
Gohan looked up and glanced at the blue haired woman as she brought a startled hand to her throat.
"Yes, thank you." Bulma said jerkily as the conversation obviously came to an end.
She shakily hung up the phone and turned to the two boys sitting quizzically at the table.
"Mom?" Trunks asked worriedly.
"The police just found Yamcha and Puar murdered in their home." She said in a daze.
"What?" Trunks gasped.
Bulma nodded and sat down heavily in a chair. "I can't believe this is happening." She whispered.
Trunks went to his mother and put a comforting arm around her shoulder. "It's okay mom." He soothed, knowing the two had been close.
Her eyes remained dry and she nodded numbly. "I just can't believe he was killed. So many people that we know are dying."
"I know what you mean." Gohan bowed his head.
Bulma turned stricken eyes to the grieving Son. "I'm so sorry Gohan, I know you've suffered the most." She apologized.
"No, it's alright." He shook his head frowning. "None of them deserved this."
"You watch these kinds of things on the news all the time but it's just so different when you know the people who are dying." Bulma whimpered.
"I know mom." Trunks rubbed her back gently.
Bulma sighed and stood bravely. "I suppose your father must know." She said softly.
She went to the gravitation chamber and knocked on the door. "Vegeta!" She called.
"What is it Onna?" A growl was heard.
"I have bad news, come into the dining room." She said through the door and returned to the boys.
The loud humming cut off and a whoosh was heard as the door slide open, giving light to the destruction inside.
Vegeta strolled out of the gravity room with a towel draped around his neck and lightly gripped his water bottle in a tanned fist.
"What is so important that you have the need to tell me?" He demanded.
"Vegeta, Yamcha was murdered." Bulma said morbidly.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow in question. "You interrupted my training to tell me that?" He scoffed.
"Vegeta! Yamcha was my friend!" Bulma snapped, she glared angrily at the man she loved. "We are going to his funeral."
"Hn."
Vegeta moved away from them, storming into the other room and busied himself in the kitchen. Angry mumbling could be heard and Trunks winced at the murderous clang of pots and pans.
An uncomfortable silence rested between the three, each lost in their own morbid thoughts of the recent murders. Finally the scientist broke the quiet.
Bulma sighed and brushed her hair from her face. "So what brings you boys over here?" She asked somewhat sadly.
"Well we just came back from visiting Goten." Trunks supplied.
"Really? I was just thinking of him not too long ago." She said. "How is he?"
Trunks' eyes lit up. "Well on a lighter note he's doing really well."
Bulma nodded. "That's what I've heard. You know, I've been thinking, since Goten is doing so much better why doesn't he come stay with us?" She suggested.
Trunks stared at her in amazement. "What?" He whispered.
"Sure, I mean, with my high status I'm positive I can persuade the doctors to release him to our care." She smiled softly.
"Are you sure Bulma? I wouldn't want my brother to impose." Gohan frowned.
Bulma waved her hand. "Of course! Goten is practically family and I hate seeing the poor boy in that horrible place." She said.
"Mom, you don't know how much this means to me!" Trunks cried, embracing his mother in a tight hug.
Bulma patted his head lightly. "Well by your reaction I'm sure I do." She choked jokingly.
Trunks pulled away with tears in his eyes. "This is the best day ever, I can't wait to tell Goten!" He said joyously.
Vegeta returned to the occupied room and scowled. "You're really going to bring that thing to live here?" He asked rudely.
"Vegeta, you had better watch your mouth, he'll be my guest in my house." Bulma said.
"That spawn of Kakarot's could rot in that place for all I care." Vegeta sneered. "But I don't want him here."
"Well too bad Vegeta, this is my house and my company. That little boy is coming to live with us if it's the last thing I do." Bulma replied scathingly.
"It just may be if you don't watch that thing you call a mouth." Vegeta said over his shoulder as he calmly walked out of the room.
Bulma growled. "The nerve of him!" She threw her hands in the air.
Gohan glared at the path Vegeta had taken and Trunks hid his face in shame, embarrassed at his father's reaction.
"I'm sorry you had to witness that Gohan." He sighed.
Gohan turned and smiled understandingly. "It's okay Trunks, I know how Vegeta is."
"It's doesn't matter, he has no right talking about your family that way." Bulma said angrily. "I'll have a little talk with him later."
Trunks stretched. "Well mom, I think I'm going to go tell Goten the great news." He said brimming with energy.
"That's fine dear, just don't be home too late." Bulma nodded. "And you Gohan?"
Gohan grinned sheepishly and scratched his head. "I think I'm just going to go home, maybe visit my parents. I suppose someone will have to break the news to them about Yamcha, their phone hasn't been working lately." He shrugged.
"Well I hope you both have fun." Bulma smiled. "Good luck Gohan."
Gohan nodded and waved his farewell. "See you again soon."
"Yeah, me too mom. Bye!" Trunks called as he raced out the door.
Bulma shook her head smiling. "Boys."
Author: :wakes up from nap: Is it done? Oh! :sighs: I know, so boring, but u need this to get to the next action! Bleh and I chopped some stuff out to make it shorter. Don't worry, :cheers: I'll make it up to u and kill people! K then, ja ne!
-Red-