Author: Last chap, I figured I would stop torturing u guys with my jacked up updating schedule. So I hope u enjoyed, please remember to review!
It's better this way." The voice whispered.
"Yes."
"Don't worry my sweet, all the pain will come to an end."
Two weeks later…
Ring. Ring. Ri-
"Hello?"
"H-hey Trunks." The voice was hoarse.
"Goten! How are you, I haven't hear from you in a while." Trunks said in a rush. "We were so worried."
"I'm doing alright, sorry I didn't call you before, I shouldn't even be on the phone now." Goten whispered. "But I needed to speak to you before…"
Trunks frowned. "Before what Goten?"
There was a huff of breath on the other line. "Just before it was too late."
"Why, what's wrong?"
Goten smiled softly. "Nothing Trunks, nothing." He replied.
"You're lying." Trunks replied flatly.
"Probably, but that's not going to make me tell you anything." Goten smirked.
Trunks groaned and rubbed his head tiredly. "Why do you do this to me Goten?"
"Because it's necessary." He cleared his throat. "That's not the reason I called though, I wanted to see if you were alright."
"I'm doing better." Trunks replied, fingering his sleeve. "Gohan's been coming by to help out around the house. But besides that I think I'm adjusting."
"I'm sorry you were forced to go through that Trunks, I had hoped you wouldn't have to experience something so horrible."
"It's okay Goten, I don't blame you." Trunks sighed. "It's that bastard Saburo who's done everything."
"He's gone now." Goten replied softly.
Trunks snorted. "He's not in jail where he belongs." He pointed out. "Bastard ran back to America to hide."
Goten sighed. "Yeah."
Trunks glanced out the window, smiling at the bright sun and warmth. "So where are you now Goten, I'm sure –"
"Wait a second Trunks." Goten murmured.
"What is it?" Trunks wondered.
"Shh!" Goten snapped, listening to the silence.
Trunks waited until Goten had released a sigh after a few tense moments.
"Sorry, I'm just paranoid, especially now." Goten said.
"What's happening now?" Trunks asked softly, shifting the phone to a more comfortable position.
"They're coming."
Trunks froze in confusion. "What?"
"They, the hired killers waiting to do their jobs." Trunks could hear the terror in Goten's voice. "They're waiting for the signal to move forward."
"What are you talking about Goten?"
There was a soft laugh. "You don't believe me do you Trunks, it does sound a little extravagant." Goten sighed.
"Why would you think anyone was after you?"
"Saburo's doing." Goten replied flatly. "I didn't listen to him when I should have and this is my punishment for my mistakes."
"He's going to kill you!" Trunks cried.
"Perhaps." Was the calm reply.
"We have to do something, you can't just sit back and let this happen Goten!" Trunks panicked. "I won't let this happen, I'll find you."
"It's too late Trunks."
"What?" Trunks breathed desperately.
"They're already in position, Saburo's men work fast."
"How do you know?" Trunks wondered, praying there was another way out of this.
There was a wistful sigh. "Research, they've been after their target for a long time now." There was sadness in his voice. "So much running."
Trunks frowned into the phone. "Goten, you would tell me if you were in danger wouldn't you? If there was a way I could help you?"
"No Trunks I wouldn't, there's no need for you to know about my life at this point in time." Goten replied flatly.
"But Goten!" Trunks argued. "I don't want you to get hurt!"
There was a laugh on the other line, harsh and bitter. "Do you really care about me Trunks, because you didn't seem so sure five years ago."
Trunks winced, clutching the phone tightly in nervous palms.
"Goten, I'm sorry for what happened in the past, I tried to find you I swear!"
"Hn." Silence. "I bet you did."
Trunks grit his jaw in tense anger, trying to hold back the attitude he had become so fond of over the lonely years.
"Goten." He hissed. "I want you back here, I do care for you I swear to you. Haven't I proved it to you over the past few days?"
There was a rustle as Goten shifted the phone to his other ear.
"You know Trunks, I just don't believe you anymore." He said truthfully. "I can't let myself believe you, it hurts too much."
"What?" Trunks breathed. "But Goten!"
"No." Goten interrupted. "You let go of me when you had the chance to stop me, I thought I could trust you but I was obviously wrong."
Tears burned Trunks' eyes, his hand fisted tightly.
"Goten please, give me a chance to show you that I'm sorry."
"It's too late Trunks, for me and you." Goten sighed.
"Why?"
There was a frustrated growl. "Don't you get it Trunks?" Goten hissed. "We're dead, our fates are sealed. There's nothing we can do about it so stop trying to save something that never was."
"I thought we had something that night we made love."
"It was sex, nothing more." Goten said emotionlessly. "Remember that Trunks, it was nothing to me."
"Why are behaving this way Goten, I've showed you nothing but kindness!"
"Except when I needed it the most!" He roared, jerking in his seat. "You don't know what I've been through so just stop trying to worm your way into my life!"
"Please Goten, can't we just start over?"
"No, I'm dead to you Trunks, I'm dead to everyone."
"It doesn't have to be that way Goten." Trunks whispered.
Goten laughed wetly. "I know, and damn you for trying to bring me back." He sniffled. "Don't you understand how hard it was for me to even get to this point?"
"I'm sorry Goten." Trunks murmured.
"No…" Silence. "I'm the one that's sorry Trunks."
Suddenly there was the sound of a scuffle in the background, a sharp intake of breath followed.
"They're here!" Goten cried, there was a loud crash and then an eerie silence after his words.
"Goten?" Trunks panicked. "Goten!"
"Just remember I love you Trunks." The boy said weakly.
"Goten don't hang up!" Trunks cried. "Please!" He screamed.
"Love…you."
"No!" Trunks pleaded, terror lacing his words.
The sound of a gun cocking broke through the panic and a final anguished scream echoed.
"Why!"
There was a loud gunshot in the background and then silence as the line went dead.
Wide, disbelieving eyes stared down at the phone still clutched in a quivering hand, the annoying tone of the lost line already beginning. "No." He whispered.
Tears streamed down his face and he released the sob he had been holding back, clenching his eyes shut in anguish as the phone fell to the ground. He hadn't wanted to believe it would really happen, that he would be killed.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
"I'm so sorry I wasn't there, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."
Suddenly strong arms wrapped around his torso and the boy relaxed as he leaned into the embrace, his cold mask sliding into place, just as he had been trained.
"Is it done?" The man asked in a deep voice.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
The dark head nodded slightly. "Yes." He whispered.
"Good, I am pleased."
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
A gentle kiss was laid upon his spiky head.
"It's better this way." Saburo murmured as he left him alone to his thoughts.
"Yes."
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Trunks Briefs has been successfully taken care of." Goten spat, his eyes flashed angrily. "The first of many who will pay for what they've done to me."
He stood from the worn chair beside the phone, where the list of his next victims rested, silently walking away as the sound of the lost line resounded through the room. He turned and sneered at the phone before leaving.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Disconnected."
Author: I tried to confuse u at the end there :grins: I had fun at least. Sorry if the ending sucked but I decided to kill Trunks instead of Goten this time. Well please review and tell me how much u love/hated it!
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