Tilea: :dies: I warned u! I hope u didn't hate it too much. :grins: I'm glad u still have some suspects instead of just one. I don't know if this chap will help with that though.

devilburns: I'm glad u liked it, I'll try to get to the "normal" stuff now.

animeprincess1452: :wails: I know! I'm so sorry too! :bows: I'll try to update normally and review on time!

Erica: :laughs: So am I, well straight that is :chuckles: I like the yaoi though. :curiously: u do read the shounen ai though right, u just don't like the intense stuff or whatever? I'm glad u like it though, sorry if the lemon bothered u in any way.

"We're going out."

"Excuse me Mr. Briefs?" The girl at the front desk blinked in surprise.

Trunks turned toward the front doors, making sure not to make eye contact with the newest employee. "I said we're going out." He said lowly.

Goten cowered behind Trunks apprehensively, he didn't know what to expect from the staff who had kept him hidden from the world all these years.

The girl looked past Trunks and frowned at Goten.

"Mr. Son is not supposed to be released from his room." She said somewhat stiffly.

Trunks' blue eyes flashed as he turned slowly to face the girl. "Can you honestly look at me and think that I give a damn?"

The girl behind the desk glowered at Trunks now, immediately losing her innocent flirtatious charm. "I will have to inform security Mr. Briefs if you do not return our patient."

Trunks laughed and turned to Goten who was watching nervously.

"She really thinks she can stop us." He shook his head and chuckled as he turned back to the naïve girl.

His expression turned cold immediately.

"Listen up you tight-assed bitch, I don't have the time to deal with this shit because, yes, that's right, I'm Trunks Briefs. If you didn't hear me the first time, I'm the president of Capsule Corporations, in short, I'm your boss since my company funds for this shit-hole."

A crowd of staff members was beginning to form around them in curiosity, Trunks ignored them.

"Now I will repeat what I have decided to so graciously tell you. We are going out." He said softly.

His frigid orbs dared her to test his authority, to push him even the slightest. She of course could do nothing and clenched her teeth in anger.

"Very well Mr. Briefs." She hissed.

Trunks nodded, smiling as he took Goten by the arm and began leading the boy toward the doors.

Suddenly, as though the thought had just struck him, Trunks laughed and turned to the crowd.

"I think I failed to mention this before," He smiled at the girl pleasantly. "But you're fired."

With that said and done, the two friends left the cage Goten had been trapped in for so long, ignoring the frustrated screams behind them.

Goten squinted his eyes against the bright glare from the sun as they exited the looming building, Trunks smiled softly.

"I forgot that you wouldn't be used to this much light at once." He apologized as he handed Goten the sunglasses from his own eyes.

Goten stared at his hand for a moment and then slowly reached out and removed the glasses, brushing Trunks' skin in the process.

He blushed and quickly shifted the sunglasses onto his face in an ill attempt to shield his flushed appearance.

Trunks chuckled as he led his friend through the parking lot. "There's no need to be shy Goten, you proved to me that you are far beyond that." He winked.

"Was that a compliment to my skills?" Goten grinned in return, catching on to Trunks' joking.

Trunks seemed to ponder this. "Well, I wouldn't say you were marvelous." He scrunched his nose. "It was okay though."

Goten gasped in mock hurt. "It wasn't the best sex you've ever had?"

Trunks shoved Goten's shoulder lightly. "Okay, it was unbelievable." He gave into the teasing.

Goten smiled and opened his mouth to say something more, but a very sleek and shiny object caught his attention.

"Goten?" Trunks frowned, turning to see what his friend was staring at.

A car. A red convertible to be exact, and it seemed as though Goten was enthralled by it.

"Uh, do you want to go for a spin?" Trunks asked uncertainly.

There was a beep and a click as the alarm shut off and Trunks opened the driver's side of the expensive model.

"You can drive if you want." He offered again.

He was expecting joy, excitement, anything besides the flush that spread across Goten's cheeks.

"I can't drive." Goten whispered.

Trunks frowned. "What?"

Goten sighed and opened the passenger door of the sports car and sat in the seat dejectedly, he shouldn't have been surprised that such an expensive machine belonged to his friend.

"Trunks, when in my schedule, between getting meds shoved down my throat and sitting in darkness, would I have the time to learn how to drive?"

Trunks clutched his car keys in horror. "Goten I'm so sorry, I forgot that you-"

Goten held up his hand. "It's okay." His fingers moved forward to brush against Trunks' lips. "Just get me out of here please."

Trunks nodded dazedly, the feeling of Goten's warm skin on his own immediately rushing blood to other areas besides his cheeks.

He revved the engine as they both buckled in and without another glance, screeched out of the parking lot and away from the institution.

Goten threw his head back as the wind rushed through his hair and laughed joyfully.

"I'm free!"

Trunks smiled softly, understanding how the boy felt and what it was like to be at peace.

"So I take it you're happy Goten?" He asked lightly.

Goten turned shining eyes onto his lover. "You don't know how much." He said happily.

"Well we're going to try and keep it this way, I don't want to see you go back to that place."

Goten nodded in agreement. "So where are we going right now?" He wondered, not recognizing the surrounding area.

"Well I need to stop by a friend's place on the way home real quick." Trunks said. "Is that okay with you?"

Goten nodded mutely. "Why wouldn't it be?"

Trunks readjusted his hands on the steering wheel. "Well the area's not really a nice neighborhood." He tried to explain.

Goten cocked his head curiously as his eyes stared out toward the road at the flashing scenery.

"Hm."

Trunks glanced at the silent boy in uncertainty, he felt uncomfortable with the lack of talking.

"You probably know the guy." He tried to save the conversation.

"Oh?" Goten didn't seem interested.

Trunks drummed his fingers slightly. "Yeah, it's Seventeen."

If Trunks had thought the situation had been uncomfortable before he was totally unprepared for the tense anger rising from the passenger's seat now.

"Seventeen?" Goten whispered.

"Um, yeah why?" Trunks felt nervous.

Goten became silent, refusing to answer Trunks question for some strange reason.

They didn't have to sit in silence for very long though as Trunks pulled in front of a strange looking bar.

There was a man leaning against the door of the building, and he glanced up as he spied their car.

Silky black hair spilled across the man's shoulders as he moved away from the wall and toward the two demi-saiyans stepping out of the vehicle.

"Trunks." He greeted.

The purple headed boy smiled. "Hey Seventeen."

"What brings you to my part of town?" He fluttered his eyelashes flirtatiously.

Trunks flushed as Goten glared at him disapprovingly.

"I just wanted to inform you that the deal with Hashimoto didn't pull through." He said apologetically.

The android frowned. "He refused my offer?" There was a pout. "Hn, I suppose I can always hire someone else for the position then."

Goten stared blankly as the conversation slipped past his concentration. He really wanted to go home but he could sense that Trunks was enjoying himself.

"So who is this handsome beauty?"

Goten blinked in surprise and turned to the man who was obviously checking him out.

"Are you talking about me?" Goten seemed shocked.

The android nodded and turned to Trunks.

Seventeen grinned slyly. "I see you've found new blood."

Trunks flushed as Goten watched on curiously.

"Trunks?" He frowned.

Trunks nervously waved away his explanation. "No, this is Goten." He said to the android.

Seventeen looked Goten up and down curiously. "Hm, I see." He turned away. "Well Trunks, when you do find more "volunteers", remember to call me."

Trunks flushed. "I-I will." He nodded.

Seventeen grinned and winked. "I'll keep you to your word."

The sexy android slinked away, swinging his hips sensuously as he disappeared into the shadows.

Goten raised an eyebrow. "What was that about?" He wondered.

Trunks covered his face, shaking his head disapprovingly.

"You remember Seventeen." He sighed. "Well he owns his own bar now, among other things." He rolled his eyes.

"Other things?" Goten frowned.

Trunks chuckled nervously at Goten's naivety. "He also runs a nightclub, you know with strippers, the whole deal." He tried to explain.

"So what does this have to do with you?" Goten asked.

Trunks figited under Goten's questioning. "Well a little while after my fifteenth birthday I guess I started hanging out around here, he's been looking for more people to hire." He waved his arm around toward the bar.

Goten seemed to pull into himself. "You never told me?"

"No Goten! I wanted to, I swear, but it's only recently that you've gotten better!" Trunks tried to defend himself.

Goten nodded slightly and looked toward the bar once more before turning back to the car. "Let's go Trunks." He said softly.

Trunks groaned inwardly, he knew that he had made a mistake in bringing Goten to visit the wild android.

"No problem Go-chan." Trunks nodded tiredly, while he jangled his keys nervously.

Goten opened his door and slid into the leather seat, waiting silently for Trunks to take them out of this uncomfortable situation.

Trunks slipped into his own seat and immediately started the engine, also sensing the tense air around them.

"So where to next Goten?" He tried to ask casually.

He pulled down the street, keeping his eyes on the road as he awaited any response from his friend.

Goten stared out the window. "I want to see my mom."

There was a screech of tires as Trunks braked sharply. He turned startled eyes onto Goten.

"What?"

Goten watched Trunks from the corner of his eye. "I said I want to go see my mom." He repeated.

"Goten, you do know that your mother is…well dead, right?" Trunks frowned.

Goten smiled slightly. "Yeah, I remember Trunks." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I just want to see her grave before I'm forced to go back to my hell."

Trunks bit his lip and nodded. Goten did have a point no matter how much he wanted to think otherwise, he didn't know if he would be able to keep his friend out of the institution for long despite his high status.

"Okay Goten, I'll take you." Trunks spoke softly.

"Thanks."

They drove in silence for the rest of the way to the cemetery, Trunks had switched on the radio and it echoed silently between them.

"Do you miss her Trunks?" Goten asked suddenly.

Trunks frowned for a moment until he understood Goten's question. He nodded to himself. "Yes, no matter how much I try to forget about her and the fact that she's gone…" He shrugged. "I just can't stop missing her."

Goten became thoughtful. "I lied to you Trunks." He spoke. "I lied about not loving my mom."

Trunks took his eyes off the road momentarily to witness tears streaming down Goten's cheeks silently.

"Goten, are you going to be alright?" He asked delicately.

Goten chuckled. "Of course, why would you think otherwise?" He wiped away his tears uncaringly.

Trunks sighed as they pulled into the cemetery lot, after asking for directions by one of the guards they soon made their way up toward the graves.

The tires of the expensive car rolled silently across the cared for gravel, as though respecting the wishes of the lost spirits and keeping peace amongst the headstones.

When they had gotten to the top of the hill Trunks stopped and turned to his darker companion.

"Are you ready for this?"

Goten still had his obsidian orbs locked outside as he watched the calm quietness of the buried.

"Yeah."

Trunks stepped out of the car and Goten followed suit calmly. They left the safety of the car and immersed themselves into the final resting spot of the dead.

Trunks' blue orbs scanned the surrounding area silently as he searched for some type of familiarity.

"Here Trunks."

The lavender boy blinked and turned toward the voice. Goten was kneeling beside a newly buried grave, even the headstone was clean and crisp with newness, fresh flowers sat upon the small space of grass.

Goten remained kneeling in front of the headstone, reading the words put upon Chi-Chi's grave. He suddenly laughed and turned to Trunks.

"They made a mistake here." He said pointing toward the small letters.

Trunks frowned and leaned closer to gain a better view. He shook his head when he found nothing.

"I don't see it Goten." He said apologetically.

Goten pointed again. "Right there." He grinned. "It says she was a loving wife and mother."

Trunks gained a confused expression.

Goten's face began to lose its cheer. "A loving mother would never abandon their child to darkness."

Trunks sighed, he now understood where the conversation was going, Goten still blamed his friends and family for putting him into the institution in the first place.

"Goten, she's gone now, you're safe." He tried to reassure.

Goten shuddered as he wrapped his arms around his chest, the wind was beginning to pick up. Trunks moved forward and embraced the frail boy.

"It will never be alright Trunks, I loved her but she abandoned me." He began to cry. "Why didn't she want me?"

Trunks shook his head and gently stroked Goten's hair soothingly.

"Goten, I want you, I love you."

Goten looked up at Trunks, seeing the love within the bright blue eyes. He smiled softly.

"I know Trunks."

"Then let's go, it's getting cold and I don't want you getting sick." Trunks lifted Goten to his feet and embraced him.

Goten nodded and leaned against Trunks' warmth.

"Let's go home."

Author: Goten's free for now! Yay for him. Yes I know that my update things r off, I'm lazy! I don't like writing the chaps! Bleh but it'll be over soon hopefully. Review for now pleaz!

-Red