Ms. Trunks Briefs: When you put it like that I can't help but update happily! I hope I didn't take too long.

trunks and goten: I agree with u. :laughs: Everyone was having mood swings or something. :nods: Of course I'll read yur stuff again :winks: might take me awhile though. :grins sheepishly: I kinda got distracted from reviewing.

Erica: Hm, Trunks getting raped:grins evilly: K, I'll do that now, thanks for the idea:grins: Goten was being an asshole in the last chap, but for good reason! I think.

Wish: Yur wish has come true, here's the update, cool name by the way!

Nusty the one and only: Hehe, it was a long time since I update, I kinda get distracted a lot. Sorry 'bout that:grins: I'm glad u approve of Gohan and Piccolo, hm, though we really only hear about them in the other chap, sadly Vege too. I'm glad u and yur friend r enjoying it though! Only a few more chaps and then the torture ends!

Twi-ed: Updated:winks: Hope yur still here, enjoy!

Ore No Kagami: Yay, yur back hehe, just in time too. It's about to all come to an end…


"Fuck! That hurts Gohan!"

A dark brow raised in slight amusement. "That means it's working." He continued to lightly dab at the long cut across Goten's forehead.

Goten winced and hissed in pain. "Isn't there anything else you can use? Sensu beans perhaps?" He asked hopefully.

Gohan shook his head and gently placed a bandage on the pale brow. "There aren't any ready." He smiled ruefully. "And Dad has his bag with him."

"Why can't we ask him then?" Goten frowned, rubbing his sore spots.

Gohan shrugged. "We can't find him." He replied.

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh." Gohan flicked Goten's hair curiously. "You're healing slower then usual though, which is odd."

Goten glanced away. "It's probably nothing." He replied hurriedly.

Gohan frowned but didn't push, if Goten wanted to tell him he would in his own time.

"Are you feeling a bit better now?" He asked, carefully putting away the first-aid-kit.

"Yeah." Goten nodded, staring at the floor. "Thanks."

"You should thank Trunks." Gohan replied. "This is his apartment not mine."

"He wouldn't want to see me." Goten murmured. "I've hurt him, pushed him away."

"Why Goten? He cares for you, very deeply in fact." Gohan shook his head. "Isn't that what you wanted? His love?"

"Before yes." Goten nodded. "But it's too late now, I can't risk getting hurt again, I need to be strong in order to continue…" He trailed off.

"Strong for what?"

Goten smiled hurriedly. "Nothing Gohan, nothing." He reassured, coming back to himself.

"I know you're -"

"Hey Gohan, can you leave me alone for a sec?" Goten chuckled nervously. "I'm not used to being around a lot of people yet, I've been isolated for a while." He lied.

"Sure Goten." Gohan sighed.

The taller man left the room and Goten's hand immediately shot toward his pocket and pulled out his phone.

"Hello?" He answered as the vibration stopped.

"Are you in?"

"Yes." Goten breathed.

"Good, stay in position." Saburo growled. "Don't disappoint me again Goten, you will be punished severely if I'm displeased."

"I understand." Goten bowed his head lightly.

The line clicked closed and Goten shut the phone with a soft click. He remained poised on Trunks' bed, ready to flea if needed.

"Damn him." He growled to himself, fisting his hand angrily. "Why do I put myself through this?"

"Maybe you love him."

Goten jerked toward the open door, eyes widened in slight surprise. His gaze turned to the floor.

"How can I love someone who is so cruel to me?" He whispered.

Trunks walked into the room and carefully sat himself beside his longtime friend. His smile was strained but comforting nonetheless.

"You don't always choose the person you love."

Goten snorted. "Yeah, no kidding." He felt himself becoming depressed.

"Hey, don't be sad Goten." Trunks tried to lighten his mood. "How about we go hit that club I took you to before?" He offered.

Goten glanced up hesitantly. "You don't hate me after what I did to you?" He questioned.

Trunks smiled warmly. "I could never hate you Goten, and I don't blame you. It's my own fault things have gotten this hectic." He shrugged.

Goten nodded slowly as he ran his fingers through his hair, there was a thoughtful look to him and Trunks watched silently.

"Okay." He relented. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to go out for a bit."

Trunks smiled brightly. "Excellent, let's go then." He offered as he pulled Goten to his feet.

"Now?" Goten was surprised.

Trunks snorted with amusement as he began to drag his friend out of the room. "Of course, it would be a waste to wait until later." He replied.

"I guess." Goten frowned hesitantly. "But what about Gohan?"

"Already gone." Trunks grabbed his keys as they passed the front door, he turned with a wink. "He said to have fun."

Goten's eyes widened momentarily. "You've got this all planned out don't you." He muttered humorously.

"Yep." Trunks smiled. "Now come on!"

Goten nodded and allowed himself to be guided, smiling all the while with the hope of a peaceful moment.


"You see, it's not that crowded." Trunks said cheerfully.

"That's because people have actual lives at normal hours." Goten replied dryly.

"Ah, who needs a life when they could be having fun?" Trunks smiled.

Goten snorted as he sipped at his drink. "You're just saying that because you're already drunk."

"I am not!" The lavender haired man protested.

Goten sighed and shook his head with amusement. "You can hardly stand straight Trunks." He pointed out.

And it was true as Trunks swayed with the music along with his own beat. His blue eyes were slightly glazed as he gulped down the remainder of his beer.

"I am not drunk." Trunks adjusted his shirt. "Now hold my phone for me Goten, I need to piss." He swayed dangerously.

"Sure Trunks, just hurry up." Goten shrugged.

He silently watched as Trunks walked away, swaying his hips sexily. Goten licked his lips as his eyes trained on the snug ass in the tight leather.

"Yummy." He murmured as his vision was broken.

He waited a few moments, simply staring into the dark as lights flashed about him. He shifted impatiently and was about to search for his friend when a phone rang. He jumped, thinking it was his own but sighed in relief as he looked toward Trunks' cell.

The phone continued to ring until the message picked up.

Trunks here, sorry I'm not able to pick up the phone, I'm probably being worked to death by that slave driver! So leave a message and when I find the time I'll get back to you. -

Goten chuckled softly as he listened to the recording and waited for the opposite voice.

"Ha, ha Trunks, I find it hilarious how you claim me to be a slave driver." Bulma replied sarcastically. "But anyway, you didn't show up for work and we really needed you today. Apparently there was a break in the other night and some stray ki bands were stolen. Call me back when you get this. Love you, bye."

Goten felt his stomach clench as the phone clicked off. Someone had stolen ki bands? His breath quickened and he prayed that the search didn't lead back to him. The bracelet on his wrist shifted slightly as he lowered his arm to his side.

He needed to remain calm, no one would realize that he had stolen the missing bands, why would they have reason to?

After all, he didn't exist.

The music thrummed around him and surprisingly Goten felt himself relaxing. He gazed about the sea of faces and fell into beat with the music.

He danced for a while, allowing himself to get lost. It wasn't until three songs had passed that he missed Trunks' presence.

He couldn't still be in the bathroom. He frowned.

He suddenly felt rough hands on his biceps and he jolted in surprise.

"What's the big idea?" He struggled as he was dragged toward a shadowed door beyond the reach of the music.

"Boss wants to see you." One of the muscled men grunted.

Goten frowned as he was roughly shoved into the room, the metal door slamming behind him.

"Welcome Goten, I've been waiting for you."

Goten lifted his head with a frown.

"Why are you here Saburo?" He quickly assessed the small room, seeing no way of escape.

"You were taking too long with your job." He replied with a shrug, sipping at the wine in his glass.

Goten felt himself stiffening. "What did you do." He growled lowly.

Saburo smiled charmingly. "Now precious, do you really think I would do something?" He raised a curious brow.

"Yes." Goten hissed.

There was a smirk. "Well you're wrong." His eyes flashed. "I was waiting for your arrival."

With a quick snap of his fingers there was a muffled struggle and the two men who had dragged Goten into the room now had a new captive.

"Trunks." Goten paled.

Saburo grinned evilly. "Indeed." He raised his glass in a toast. "Let the party begin."


Author: Well…it would seem they're in a bit of trouble :shrugs: I don't know what else to say! Review!

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