Author: I bet u hate me right now. Sorry peeps, but I've been on restriction from my comp for the past two weeks so I didn't have time to finish the new chap. Here it is though :sweatdrops: finally.

Tilea: :dies: So sorry about the long wait, but :points above: I had an excuse this time! And this chap has action in it, and it's not the kind like last time, more fighting. :grins: It seems like yur very stressed over the whole evil dude. :chuckles nervously: And u know I can't say until the last chap :cowers: but u can tell me who u think it is, :thoughtfully: but then that would only be for my own amusement to see if yur close or not. Just hang in there though!

Erica: :suffering from wrath: Just take it! :grins: I'm glad u enjoyed the torture, it's always fun, I'm not sure if Trunks will be kidnapped for much longer though.

Ore No Kagami: :grins: Who wouldn't luv Trunks, I agree with u on the love/hate thing, it's an obsession for the evil dude. I'll see if I can make him happy in these few chaps left though. :grins: I just noticed u reviewed twice :winks: u cheater, jk. :laughs insanely: You're putting a lot of thought into this aren't u? But u have to remember that I'm trying to mess with yur guys' minds so the clues might be a tad off from what u think. :grins: U r right though, I'm just not going to tell u on which part. :winks: Go with yur gut feeling despite the facts.

GoTrinba: Totally agree with u, I luv torturing the chibis, it's only because I luv them so it's for their own good. :nods: I'd hafta agree with some of yur guesses, though I may twist it in the end so that the evil person is someone innocent looking :winks: just to throw u off. :laughs: Jk.

scrappster: :pats head: Just two more chaps, hang on until then! :winks: Then u can strangle me all u want, I bet a few people will want to join u when they figure out the person's identity.

animeprincess1452: :laughs: I know, he's going to be seriously traumatized by all this.

VoNami: Thanks! I'm glad you've enjoyed it so far, I'm just glad I can keep it interesting and people wondering.

Trunks's-girl: :chuckles: I try to be descriptive so I guess it's cool u noticed and mentioned it. :grins: I'm glad my fic could interest your bro into going along with it. :winks: Thanks for all the reviews by the way.

Goten was unhappy.

That was putting it lightly, because he now found himself in the same situation he had been in for the past few years of his life minus one very important piece to the intricate puzzle.

Trunks.

He didn't know how it had happened, but it had taken place two days prior. They had been talking, and then Goten had left to get drinks for the two of them. It was a simple task yet upon his return he had found an empty room, the window slid open and an unforgiving breeze sending the frail curtains into a chaotic dance.

Vegeta had been pissed.

Again, putting it lightly. Goten had almost been killed when the older Saiyan had found his son missing. If it weren't for his own father, Goten believed he would in fact be standing before King Enma awaiting his sentence.

He knew this was the work of his enemy, that forever hovering shadow planning his downfall.

I shouldn't have left Trunks alone, I knew he would come after me. He thought furiously.

He was once again trapped behind the white plaster walls of the asylum he had grown so accustomed to. If it weren't for the nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him something was wrong he could have gone back to his normal functions and be sucked away into oblivion.

The staff of the institution were less then pleased to see his return and made it their duty to supply him with the calming drugs his blood craved.

Which for the past day had kept him in control and oblivious. But the second day was when the conscious voice inside his mind told him to rebel and save the person he loved.

Which is why he was currently spread out on his bed, storming desperately for a plan of escape.

I wish I had Trunks with me. He sighed morbidly as another of his half-thought out plans proved futile.

:Goten!:

The dark haired demi-saiyan jolted up from his bed in confusion. Was it his imagination? There was no possible way he could be hearing Trunks' voice, it had to be some type of sick joke.

"Trunks?" He frowned.

:Goten help me!: The voice came again.

Goten growled at the panic in Trunk's mental voice, not once questioning the strange miracle that allowed him to speak to his friend and rose to his feet.

"Trunks where are you?" He demanded, looking to the ceiling as though to see the angel he was speaking with.

:I'm with-: Before anything else could be said the link was cut.

"No! Trunks!" Goten yelled, grasping his head as though that would help restore the voice.

"Mr. Son, if you don't behave in there we're going to have to give you your meds early." A passing nurse knocked at his door.

"His voice, he stopped talking to me!" He cried in panic.

A tired sigh was heard on the other side of the door. "Goten, that is what your medication is supposed to do." She said calmly as though talking to a child.

"No! It's not the damn voices in my head, it's Trunks, he's in trouble!" Goten yelled.

"Of course Goten, say hello to Mr. Briefs for me then." The nurse said, voice getting farther away.

"Damn you fucking bitch!" Goten screamed at the closed door.

"You need to rescue Trunks before it's too late Goten."

The dark haired boy jerked around with widened eyes, his heart thumping loudly in his chest.

"W-who's there?" He demanded.

"A friend."

Goten snorted. "Right, like I would have a friend in this place." He rubbed his temples. "Maybe they do need to up my meds if I'm hearing voices."

"You're not going crazy Goten, just listen to me, you need to escape."

"I can't get out of here, I've tried!" Goten growled angrily to whomever was trying to help him.

"Then take my advice and go for the window." The voice instructed.

Goten looked up. "The window?" He frowned.

"Yes the window! Now go before someone comes in here to check on you!"

Goten nodded and walked towards the window, looking intently at the barred glass.

"A small ki blast could probably do the trick." He said, thinking aloud.

"Hurry, I think I heard something."

Goten concentrated on the power in his hand and gathered a small amount of ki, letting the power pool in his palms.

He then turned to the glass before him and aimed his hand. "I don't know why I never though of this before."

He released three shots toward the chosen area and turned his face away as glass shards flew in a spray of sharpness.

Someone's going to hear this. He thought ruefully.

He winced at the loud explosion and turned momentarily to the door, it had been blasted open. He chuckled at the irony and moved toward the new changes he had made to his room.

The smoke billowed thickly through the gaping hole in the plastered wall, Goten coughed lightly as he waved his hand before his face to ward away the choking air.

"Now go to him Goten."

Goten looked around him. "Wait, who are you?" He wondered as he felt the presence leaving him.

He felt warmth surround him, and there was a gentle smile within the response. He felt soothed as the whispered voice caressed his ears in a gentle kiss.

"I was once Trunks. Mirai Trunks."

"Thank you for helping me." Goten murmured, not in the least shocked to be speaking with the ghost of a hero and past family friend.

"I don't wish my fate upon the Trunks of this time, make sure he is happy."

Goten opened his mouth to voice his reply but a sharp scream snapped his head toward the door. A quivering nurse stood in the open doorway and was pointing a shaking hand toward Goten.

"D-don't move another inch!" She warned, the quiver in her voice dissipating any thought of bravery on her part.

Goten grinned charmingly and pointed innocently at his chest. "Me?" He chuckled.

A doctor who had heard the woman's scream skid to a stop beside her and his eyes widened as he spied Goten's silhouette standing within the hole he had created to aid in his escape.

"Mr. Son, please think this through." The man began in a calming tone, holding his hand before him as though he were approaching a wild animal.

Goten raised an incredulous brow. "Think this through?" He smirked. "Believe me, I've been thinking this through since the day I arrived."

"Then you know the consequences of your actions." The doctor warned.

Goten threw his head back and laughed heartily. "You want to know something?" He lifted his chin and flipped off the stunned pair. "You can both fuck yourselves for all I care." He waved lightly. "Have a nice life."

With that he leaped out the window, leaving behind no regrets as he took to the sky with a burst of speed.

His moment of solitude didn't last as long as he could have hoped, and his reminiscing was brought to a halt when something crashed into him forcibly from above.

"What the fuck?" He snarled as his head twisted around to face his attacker.

Goten shouldn't have been surprised to see the familiar face standing before him, but his sudden appearance threw him off guard.

"You." He accused childishly. "What's your fucking problem?" His temper was getting the best of his rationality.

A smirk found its way onto the figure's face and he crossed his arms over his chest haughtily. "I could be asking you the same question." Dark eyes narrowed. "I warned you what would happen if you crossed me again."

Goten raised his head defiantly. "Give me your best shot, I'm not scared of you anymore." He strived to sound cocky.

His attempt obviously worked because the next second found him getting his stomach pummeled by angry fists. The growling monster before him grinned maliciously, eyes aflame with madness.

"Is this good enough for you?" The wild glint in the crazed eyes flashed hauntingly.

Goten felt his tender stomach begin to bruise and he yelled out angrily as his leg shot out and made contact with the being's kneecap. The pain stopped momentarily as his enemy growled in fury.

Goten gasped and backed away clutching his gut. "Bastard." He hissed.

His enemy merely smiled, forgetting his own injury for the moment, and shot forward once more. The man's hands glowed brightly as burning energy formed a tight glove around the apparent weapons and Goten soon found his stomach being attacked by the newly anointed fists before he even had the chance to crouch in defense.

His eyes clenched as he made weak attempts to protect himself. It was no use, he knew this fact and it was continually drilled into memory every time he slipped up and crossed the man's anger.

"Come now Goten, you were just telling me how strong you were, can't you support you smart mouth?" The figure taunted.

Goten's fist flew into the man's nose at those words, surprising his enemy and himself in the process. He didn't miss his opportunity and flashed forward, catching the man in his gut with a forceful kick.

He managed to keep any opposing attacks at bay and growled in victory as he brought his fisted hands down upon the figure's neck. His enemy had no chance to block and he flew down toward the unforgiving land below.

An enraged scream reached Goten's ears and in that moment he regretted his actions though he knew he was protecting himself from future harm.

There was a flash of light as bolt of energy shot past his head, missing him by mere millimeters. His eyes widened in shock but he didn't have time to dwell on his close call.

A barrage of ki blasts was shot in his direction and he gulped in surprise. He wasn't scared though and felt the cockiness return.

Goten remained in his position as the ki blasts shot from below him. With his speed he dodged each one easily.

"Is that the best you can do?" He called.

"No." The man's face appeared mere inches before his own.

Goten's eyes widened and the shadow quickly took advantage of his moment of surprise, punching him in the face and knocking him from the sky.

Goten rocketed down and hit the dirt with so much force that the ground exploded with his impact. A cloud of dust surrounded the deep crater and slowly billowed away, revealing a very beat up Son.

"Giving up so soon?" The man appeared at his side.

Goten groaned and his enemy immediately lifted him by his neck and allowed him to dangle in the air. The man squeezed his neck experimentally, seeing how much pressure he could exult before Goten would choke for breath.

"I love your throat; it's such a beautiful thing." He purred. "I find that it brings me much joy to snap the necks of my victims and make their pain quick." He leaned close and licked Goten's cheek.

Goten shuddered in disgust and tried to turn his head. "You sick fuck, I don't care what you did to the others." He hissed.

"But you should little Goten, because I'm about to do the same to you." He informed.

Goten's eyes narrowed. "I've seen the way you kill, but what I want to know is why." He growled.

"The joy of the hunt, the blood or the mere fact that they all tried to steal my Trunks from me in some way, which reason do you like the most because they all retain truth." The shadow whispered.

"I can't believe you've sunk this low." Goten muttered.

"Ah, but dear Goten, haven't I always been this way? Or can you seriously tell me that I've hid it so well from everyone?" He chuckled.

"You're a fucking psycho you know that?" Goten squirmed and stretched his legs, trying to reach the ground.

Dark eyes narrowed. "I should just kill you now but I think I'll save you for Trunks." He laughed. "After all, we wouldn't want him to miss the show."

Goten did nothing as he was slung over a strong shoulder, except immediately start kicking and threatening.

"You stupid prick, Trunks is never going to be yours so just leave us alone!" He struggled.

His arms beat at the well-muscled back that was laid before him and his legs were kicking behind him in his captor's face.

"I suggest you stop struggling before I have to permanently restrain you." The man growled.

Goten sighed and relaxed against the uncomfortable grip, ideally waving his legs in the air. He strangely felt calm, as long as Trunks was alive and well he knew no harm would befall his own being. He flushed at the selfish thought and shook his head to clear his mind.

"So why do you want Trunks so much?" He asked curiously.

The man continued walking silently. "He took something important from me and this is the only way to get it back." He replied.

Goten scowled. "Why would Trunks take something that belongs to you?"

An arrogant smirk crossed the figure's face. "It was not the Trunks of our time that robbed me."

Goten blinked. "Are you telling me you had a thing for Mirai?" He asked incredulously.

The hold on his body was tightened slightly and Goten winced.

"Is it so unbelievable that he and I could have a relationship together?"

"You don't seem the type to try out the "gay" thing." Goten replied flatly.

The shoulders shrugged, lifting Goten in the process. "I also didn't seem to be the type to go on a mass killing spree. And I had no choice who I fell in love with."

Goten snorted. "So now you're claiming it's love." He scowled though the man could not see his face. "I think what you have borders on obsession."

He yelped in surprise as he was roughly thrown to the ground, he winced in pain as the man pinned him into the dirt. A furious face filled his vision and Goten tried to turn his head away from the sight.

An angry hand gripped Goten's chin though and forced him to lock eyes with the inky depths of madness. "Don't you. Ever. Speak to me of obsession." The muscle in the man's cheek twitched slightly. "It is love."

Goten released the tense breath he had been withholding. "Fine." He hissed. "It's not obsession."

The searching gaze above him did not relent for a few more brief, yet suffocating moments. The terrifying gaze released Goten when the man felt secure enough with Goten's reply.

Goten inhaled sharply as he was carelessly thrown over the man's shoulder. This situation was getting annoying.

"If you "love" Trunks so much, why are you doing all this to him?" Goten asked, hoping the sarcasm in his voice would be ignored.

Luckily it was so. "Because he is young, he doesn't understand I'm giving him what's better."

"Killing his mother was helping the matter?" Goten raised a brow.

"She got in the way."

"Of what?" Goten demanded. "What, she didn't fit into your plans of seduction?"

"It was you all along my dear boy."

Goten paused and blinked in surprise as he was thrown off-guard. "What?"

"All the murders, the deaths." The man whispered. "They were because of you, because you stood in my way."

"M-me?" Goten paled.

There was amusement. "No matter what I did, it was always you, I have loved Trunks for a long time you know. Even when he was young."

"You're telling me you're some kind of pedophile!?" Goten spat.

"I had to kill him, it was the only way." The man continued in a daze. "I knew you would crumble if the blame were put on your shoulders."

Goten felt a sinking in his stomach.

"The fisherman from so long ago." The figure turned to grin at Goten. "I killed him."

Goten's vision shattered at those words and he felt an intense dizziness wash over him. This entire time, they had been innocent to the murder. His dark orbs widened even more as he realized the truth of the situation, his life had been wasted, he had been locked away for nothing.

"Why?" He whimpered weakly.

"You were too close, I had claimed him as mine already." Laughter erupted from a mad grin. "The day I killed Mirai, Trunks became mine."

Goten stiffened in horror, coldness washed over him. Why hadn't he seen it, this entire time…he had been oblivious to it all just as everyone else had. This in the end proved to be their downfall.

"But why our friends?" He whispered.

"They were all tied to you little one, all in their own way tried to aid you in your escape of madness. I couldn't have that, now could I." He smirked. "So I killed them."

"Even your own…" Goten shook his head with regret. "I can't believe you would turn to such violence."

"Shut up, I don't regret any of it."

Goten bowed his head in defeat, never had he thought such crazed thoughts ran through this person's mind. All his life he had only known a brave fighter, yet now he was in the presence of a cold blooded killer.

He remained silent as he felt himself sink even lower into depression, he didn't care about the surrounding area anymore, he had stopped struggling far back, accepting indefinitely his fate.

His muscles were beginning to cramp though from the long-held position. He shifted his body slightly and received no response from the one carrying him.

"How much further?" Goten asked dully.

He felt a minute shift and could feel annoyance radiating from the figure below him in thick waves.

"We're here."

Goten had only a moment to snap back to awareness as he was dropped unceremoniously to the ground. He winced as a sharp pain jolted up his spine when his rump came in contact with the unforgiving pavement, he shakily rose from the cement and mustered up enough nerve to glare at the murderer who had taken such an interest in his Trunks.

"Move." Cold eyes narrowed.

Before further protest could be made, Goten was pushed roughly into the house and he surveyed his surroundings immediately. Despite the fact that the house was so obviously abandoned, it looked livable.

That was until he heard a slightly muffled wailing from within the empty walls.

"What the fuck?!" He snarled, turning toward his kidnapper.

The man shrugged as he closed the door behind them, making sure to lock the deadbolt and cut off any future escape.

"I had to restrain him, I locked him in his room." He informed flatly.

Goten spared him a disgusted look of loathing before his upper arm was pinched tightly and he found himself being guided toward the hallway. The sets of empty doors greeted Goten's passing vision as the figure led him purposely toward the final room.

"Nothing funny." A warning growl reached his ears as the door was unlocked and swung open slowly.

Goten frowned momentarily as he looked into the apparently empty room. His eyes slowly adjusted to the slightly dimmed room and then widened in surprise at what lay before him.

"Trunks!" Goten cried in relief as he saw his lavender haired lover.

Trunks' head shot up in alarm at the achingly familiar voice and his eyes immediately began to water as he focused on Goten's battered form.

"Goten?" He whispered uncertainly.

Goten shook the man's hold off his arm and dove for the cowering boy in the corner of the room. He embraced Trunks in a desperate hug, comforting both of them and reassuring each other of their love.

"I'll keep you safe now." Goten whispered reassuringly as he pressed his lips to Trunks' brow.

Trunks nodded mutely and clung desperately onto his lifeline. He forgot all the danger they were in and focused solely on the warmth Goten's arms brought to him.

An angry growl interrupted their moment of peace and they turned to see their captor glaring at them with a look of rage.

He smirked once he knew he had captured their attention. "Now what should I do to the pair of you now that you're here together?" He mused.

"Fuck off you bastard." Goten spat, cradling Trunks against his chest.

He felt his heart freeze in terror as a grin raced across the shadowed face looming above them.

"Hm, not a bad idea." The man purred. "I may just fuck both of you." He chuckled.

The evil creature stepped forward.

"After all, we wouldn't want to waste a perfectly good opportunity such as this, now would we?"

Goten's eyes widened as the shadow moved menacingly toward them.

"No!"

Author: Dija like it, hate? :excitedly: Peoples, we r so close to being done! I'm so happy, I think at the most 2 more chaps not including this one, and I only have to touch up the next one slightly and then that's it, I have the last chap already done. So be happy and review pleaz! :grins: Ja ne 'til next time.

-Red