Disclaimer : I wouldn't have to do this if I owned DBZ, wait maybe I do own Dragon Ball Z and forgot? Ah hell, I 'll look into that later, for now I shall type my fourteenth chapter, unless I am given something else to do. I took a certain reviewer's advice about taking the interest out of the story by stating what I'm going to do in author notes, so I retract some of my statement to an extent. I would also like to say that I am NOT a homophobe.

Also, the flashback contains rape/incest/angst, if you are offended by this then be my guest to skip the flashback. In fact I recomend it for anyone under thirteen. I can say that because I'm fourteen. Enjoy the story.

Chapter : 14

The end of the Junior version of the World Martial Arts Championship was nigh, as Goten and Trunks had made quick work of the other weak participants, vthough one who has watched them train would have had no doubt that this would have happened. While the action of knocking out the other children was very easy to the sayain chibi warriors, it was still quite time consuming for them, as they had to wait for the old announcer guy to announce everyone's names, yes it was the very same announcer who had befriended Goku and Krillen, as well as Yamcha. His name is in no way important, but he is annoying, blond, and had a homosexual brown mustache. He also believed that Goku was entirely invincible, having never seen him lose a battle after he had entered after he was a kid.

But enough about the ignoramus who speaks so gallantly about one so used to being in a state of folly, and back to the final match of the Junior Martial Arts Championship. Goten and Trunks were finally in the ring, both staring the other down in the typiical cowboy movie stand off scenes. Their fingers were even wiggling where the guns would be, though the guns were replaced by ki balls.

Ding "Fighters start!" The announcer, who will be from this point on be called by the name of Mr. Pickles, yelled as the bell to the fighting ring 'dinged' loudly nearly making the ears of the namekians nearby bleed.

Trunks charged forward, letting out a feral battle cry that nearly made Vegeta smile in pride . . . nearly. Trunks brought his fist up, hoping to knock out the other boy quickly. No such luck against the child who had trained under the two strongest namkians and the strongest sayain. Goten blocked the punch with his right knee before he used the other leg to jump up and off of the ground as he kicked Trunks updside his head.

" I guess that will be far more challenging than I had thought it would be," Trunks smirked in his version of the Vegeta style smirk (tm). " I guess we should both up the ante, wouldn't you say so Goten?" This time Goten grinned as well, though in a much more carefree mood.

As it would be recorded in the history of the World Martial Arts Championship, and let it be in the history of the rest of the world as well, that the loudest noised ever made by two children commenced as both Goten and Trunks powered up to their maximum. Trunks was far above Goten, but Goten still had enough ki energy to give him one hell of a fight.

Hikaru looked over at Gohan and saw him staring intently at the pair in the tournament ring, he glanced at her and met her eyes. "Gohan, are they going to be okay? I can sense that they are strong, but they won't be hurt badly, will they?" She was worried about them, and with good reason, it was a part of her personality. Hikaru was well known amongst her family and friends for always worrying about others, as well as the fact that when she said that she was okay that she didn't mean it, she just didn't want anyone to worry about her.

" Of course they won't be hurt badly, though they will have wounds." He shot both children a proud look, "I wouldn't have entered them if I wasn't sure that they would be able to handle it. And there is no chance I would let them die." Gohan looked at her again. "Do you doubt me?" he said teasingly, knowing that she was expecting this action through their near complete bond.

"Only slightly . . . " Hikaru trailed off as Gohan chuckled a little. He too was expecting this. He also heard her slightly teasing tone as well.

"I don't blame you." Gohan said, still laughing a little.

Goku looked on as Gohan talked with a short girl, about five foot four to Gohan's six foot two. 'Though she is pretty,' Goku noted to himself, something that many thought him to be incapable of, 'she is also vertically challenged compared to him.'

Another thing that Goku noticed was that she was having no problem at all keeping up with the fight between the two chibi warriors, which meant that she was either familiar with ki sensing and manipulation or she has had experience in battle, real battle, it was probably both.

He decided to walk up to the both of them, he noticed that Gohan stiffened slightly , but only slightly so as not to worry his companion, as he drew closer to the both of them.

Goku made the fist move as he stood on the opposite side of Gohan than the girl, the three pairs of eyes set on the childrens' fight. "Hey Gohan!" He said in his cheerful voice, after all, it wouldn't do to sound angsty now would it?

" Hello, now what do you want?" Gohan said in his cool calculating gruff voice, making Goku wince badly as he heard it, Gohan never sounded like that when he had left.

"I just heard what had happened before you left, why you left, and I'm sorry that I caused that kind of pain on you son." Goku said, catching Hikaru's ever helpful attention.

" What did they do to you Gohan?" Hikaru knew that he had left Earth in the first place in order to escape his former friends' betrayel, but that was the part that he had not gone into detail for her or her brothers when he had told them about his life.

"Nothing that I want to talk about Hikaru." Why wasn't he telling her? Because if she wanted to know everything, then he would have to tell her about . . . NO! He wouldn't ruin her like that introduce her to was he had been through. " And Goku, " Again Goku winced, this time out of shame, his first son wouldn't even acknowledge him as his father anymore. "Apology accepted, but don't think that that will save your frienda. And remember my words, I will never forget this travesty, nor will I let it ruin my life. Now leave before I change my mind."

Goku didn't knoiw whether to be angry, sad, joyous, or regretful, as he nodded and walked away. GOhan did not see it, but Hikaru did, and she shrugged, not knowing what to do.

" Are you going to tell me?" She asked, hoping that he would answer some questions for her, she couldn't be ignorant if she was to be a part of his life, as he was hers. Which reminded her . . .

" Do I have to?'' While he knew that he couldn't ruin her life, he also couldn't resist her eyes if they were to plead with him, as they did when she was asking him to take her home, and even then he wasn't in love with her, so now the effect would be greater. Unfortunately she did use them, but she also had a bargain to go with it.

" I'll tell you something secret about me if you do." She said, making him wonder, what could she possibly have as a secret? Then again I have seen a blue midget try to take over the world with a purple cloud before, so he really shouldn't doubt anything, right?

" All right, I'll go first," Daimo said, not taking his eyes off of the fight, hoping to see Goten's new attack while satisfying his girlfriend.

"Well, after my father died, all of the people back there with them exception of the blue haired scientist Bulma Briefs and Trunks over there, they would often ambush and beat me senseless, at the time I had not mastered super saiyan two yet so they would often overpower me and hit me until I was on the brink of death," Gohan knew that his father was listening, but Goku had to hear this as well,"Afterwards, they would spit on me after a few good kicks more."

Hikaru gasped, she did not expect this, from all the scars that she had seen, she knew it would be bad but this? Who could do that to such a kind, gruff, but kind person? The next few sentences would reallymake her heart ache.

Gohan took off his shirt, which was black, duh, and had the words "How much fud could a fudpucker puck if a fudpucker could puck fud" on the back. This revealed more scars than Hikaru had seen on him before, and made Son Goku in the back ground dry heave onto some nearby grass, out of shock and disgust.

Gohan pointed to a long scar that had to have be a large gash at one point, it started at the middle of his stomach and went around his right side, went up and around the shoulder, and started halfway back to the place it started at. "This one nearly severed off my right arm, it was caused when Vegeta, Krillen, Tien, Yamcha, and Chaotzu all sent a destructo disc at me, actually, Vegeta improvised so his was a little different."

" I'm sorry my son," Goku said mostly to himself, so caught up within his memory he didn't notice when Gohan sent a mental / If you don't need to hear anymore leave now. /

"Of course, my mother often beat me when I would crawl back inside the house, broken and bloody, I never let Piccolo and Dende, help me, because I knew that Vegeta would kill them. In fact, the only reason they let me live this long is because they would think that death was too good for me, and also because then they wouldn't have anything to let their anger and frustration out on."

Hikaru was near the point of tears, and she let them fall as Gohan held her, taking his eyes off of the fight for a minute, as he sat down on a nearby bench. He rubbed circle on her back as he sensed for the fight.

"Though slapping and hitting me wasn't the only thing that my mother did to me, in fact, even though Bulma didn't hit me , she also did this . . . ."

"You see Hikaru, my mother and the woman called Bulma would sometimes rape me," Gohan said gruffly, not wanting to excrete the details to her or even anyone else.

HIkaru was speechless, she knew he had to have had it bad to be the way he is, but this was too much for her to handle , she broke down crying in his lap while he tightened his grip on her. Goku meanwhile was sitting on the ground crying, not noticing the many stares that he was receiving for crying while being an adult.

"It's okay Hikaru, I've gotten over it, please don't cry,I'm sorry." Gohan was frantically trying to console her, he lifted her chin and kissed her deeply, it lasted about a minute before he broke it off and said, "No more tears, now lets go and watch the fight, okay? It will get our minds off of this, alright?"

Hikaru nodded as they got up to watch they rest of the fight.

Goten and Trunks were both running low on energy, having fought for nearly half of an hour. Both of their reserves were running low, so they both smirked and said in unison, "One last blast."

Both of the two chibi fighters jumped back and spread their feet shoulder width, their arms were pointed forward.; Their knees were not bent. Goten started to glow a dark red color, making Gohan smirk in amazement, if such a thing can be done. Trunks himself was glowing a deep bluish white color.

" Flame Burst!" Goten shouted, making Piccolo honored as fire surrounded by a spiraling ki beam raced toward Trunks. So this is what Goten had been keeping a secret.

" Dome of Ice!" Trunks yelled, firing his own elemental attack. His attack went right by Goten's variation of the Demon Ray and hit Goten just as he was hit by the flame and spiral.

Goten was immediately encased in ice and he felt faint. His after glow of fire slowly melted the ice however, so he would live and be safe in a couple seconds. Trunk's shirt was burnt off right before the spiral and flame hit him full force and he was knocked back, unable to quickly catch his breath.

In about ten seconds he got up and shot a weak ki blast that knocked the recently defrosted Goten out of the ring.

"And the winner is Trunks Briefs by a ring out!" Mr. Pickles yelled into the microphone, again making the Namks' ears bleed. "This means that he is now the owner of ten million yen. Now we will begin the drawings for the adult matches of the World Martial Arts Championship!"

/ I'm sorry I lost onii-chan./ Goten said telepathically ashamed of himself.

/ What for? You are stronger than I was at that age, and I am very proud of you. I can also see why you kept that technique a secret, it is wonderful, in fact I'm jealous./ Gohan said knowingly, he had, after all, expected this.

/Thanks brother./

/It was my pleasure./ Gohan ended the conversation, not knowing that Goku heard the whole thing through the Son family link.

AN : I had to write that because I already stated that he hated Bulma and if he didn't have a reason why hate her? She already said she didn't beat him. I kinda regret doing the flashback. Please review, and tell me what you think abnout this chapter. Also, if you have any suggestions for more topics, and the matches, and how everything will be handled from here on out, it will help me come up with another chapter even faster. So if you do that it will help both myself and you, the readers

I took out the flashback and if you want to read it well too bad, I can't handle putting that in my story, I'm sorry