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Accusations Of The Heart

By: Majin-Bulma

Chapter 7

Goten's POV

" Damnit." I curse under my breath lightly as I scowl towards the floor in front of me. I was just notified a few days ago that Trunks was talking in his sleep. But so low that they couldn't make out what he was saying. If I were awake I could have-!!!!!!! Gah! Why did I have to fall asleep!?

" I'm back again Trunks. How come you talked when I went to sleep? You're a butthead, you know that?" I tell the comatose form in front of me. " Nah, your not a butthead. Just messing with you man. Hurry up and get your lazy ass out of bed Trunks."

Trunks' dream Sequence

" I'm back again Trunks. How come you talked when I went to sleep? You're a butthead, you know that?" I hear him say to me. He waits a couple seconds thinking I guess before he starts up again.

" Nah, your not a butthead. Just messing with you man. Hurry up and get your lazy ass out of bed Trunks."

Oh your one to talk Goten. The only way you'll wake up is the mention of food or if I drag your ass out of bed.

It's actually pretty nice. Goten talking to me, and staying with me like this. I wish it would be like this forever. I wouldn't be lonely. Goten talks to me. And I wouldn't have to go back! It's perfect! It all works out!

I tell myself as I sit in the Indian style position staring in the blackness around me listening as Goten talks to me.

" Ow." I say as my eyes begin to burn for some reason. My hands moves to my eyes and begin to rub at the stinging furiously.

" You're going back!" The voice booms.

" WHAT!" My eyes are trying to open in the other world?! NO!!!!!!NO I CAN'T! STOP YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME!"

Goten's POV

" Uh. Yeah, they are doing fine. Gohan and Videl and Pan miss you as well. Your parents." I scratch the back of my head. " I guess miss you as well. Bra is back on her feet… has been. Maybe she should try and give you more blood… Your blood level is still a bit low for comfort. If it were me id give you all the blood in my body!"

" No!!"

" Yeah huh!" I say as I hear someone reply. Hey who was that anyways? I look around and then my eyes widen. " TRUNKS THAT WAS YOU!" I scream rushing to his side as I see him struggling with his eyes. His eyes are closed tight as if he's trying to keep them that way, his whole body is tensed, and his hands are clenching and unclenching the blanks in a death grip.

" YES! COME ON TRUNKS! OPEN YOUR EYES!" My heart begins to speed up as I watch the scene in front of me. I'm almost ready to piss my pants!

I'm still watching when all of a sudden his whole body falls limp. I stare in disbelief. ' He's not… He's not dead?" My eyes widen but I regain my composure as I watch the heart monitor. " Fuck." I whisper to Trunks and myself.

Trunks' dream Sequence

" Trunks!!!" The being of light screeched at me as I lay panting on the floor.

" I TOLD YOU I WON'T GO B- BACK!"

" You will sooner or later! Mark my words! Prepare yourself!"

" Fuck you!" I scream back as the light being disappears out of my sight. I almost. Fucking went back. Shit. I can't go back! I will kill myself! I can't be there anymore! Never again! No! I wont! I cant! It's not an option!

Goten's POV

My shoulders begin to shake as a hand covers my wet eyes. I'm now shedding tears as I slump back into my seat and I begin to cry again. Why wont you just wake up Trunks? Please… It's not the same with out you. I need you here! Even if you hate me! I don't care if you hate me, just wake up and be all right, that's all I ask.

It's been… 2 very long, very hard months since the accident of Trunks. He's still not awake. He has made a lot of progress though. His bones have healed and are well, not strong but ah, better we'll say. Most of the bandages have been removed and the cuts have healed. Which is really good! He's looking like his old self again! I can't wait to see those beautiful blue eyes. I've missed those eyes so very much. They haunt me in my sleep.

I've been having these nightmares of Trunks. His screams and the marks all over his beaten body. They disturb me, and I still have hope for him! I wont give up as mostly everyone else has. It's as if his parents just don't care about him. I've wanted to smack them for a while for just letting this role off their shoulders. At least Bra has asked about Trunks. But I don't know, it may be just me, but it seems so snobby. I'm just going crazy!

Well, its time for me to go to work now. 6:40 in the morning.

I sigh hard. It just doesn't feel right leaving Trunks until I get off of work. I need the money though… Or I wont be able to pay my bills. Not that money comes before Trunks or anything! I just, well I don't know. I think me behind there is some good. And I guess its good to try and get Trunks and his accident off my mind.

I grab the picture next to me as I put on my brown jacket that covers my Navy blue work shirt and half of my Black suit pants.

It's a picture of Trunks and me together. About 6 years ago, when we were 15 and 16. Me and Trunks were going to our first school dance. Both dressed in classy suits and shoes with our hair done nice and neat thanks to Bulma. He has a slight smile on his face as he leans an arm on my shoulder. And I have a humongous smile plastered on my face as I have a hand drooped behind my head rubbing it in embarrassment.

At the corner of the picture frame a small picture sticks out. One of me and Trunks when we were 5 and 6 years old. We were watching one of the scariest movies ever made. Cuddled on the couch together our eyes transfixed on the television as it flashes before us. Were both clinging onto each other in out nighty's with a blanket wrapped around our small frames.

It's such a cute Picture. I treasure this picture more than anything else.

My attention falls back to the clock as I hear its beeping signaling that it is 7:00.

" Shit! I'm late!" I shriek as I place the picture back onto the dresser, grab my bag and rush out the door as fast as I can.

I have a new job in the city, (thanks to Trunks' help.), and I am the assistant manager of a large and wealthy computer company.

After I arrive at work, and I am all settled in my office working busily my boss comes in, greets me, growls a bit about how many days I've taken off of work just to stay in the hospital, and eventually leaves. All of my employees have been giving me odd stares the whole day- who knows why. It's not like it really matters, I was never really one of the popular guys- I don't actually know anyone but my boss and secretary and all they do is bitch about everything.

I'm becoming very stressed already with all the new tasks my boss has given me. He's already dumped a shit load of paperwork that I don't even need to do on my desk and he tells me to have it all done by the time I leave.

I sigh as I stare at the clock. 12:18- its going to be a looooooong day…

A small amount of light lit the hallways path as a small figure made its way down the long trail which soon came a an abrupt stop. A small grin plastered the face of the intruder as a hand pushed the white door open with a small creak. Feet made there way inside secretly and had shut the door slowly closed behind them.

" So are you going to go to the hospital with Goten tonight?" The woman with short black hair asked her husband as she sat on the tanned couch sipping on her tea.

" I'm not sure. I think I'm going to try and take Goten out somewhere to get him away from there. I don't think him being there is… healthy." The man with spiked black hair sighed as he cleaned his glasses with his nice navy blue shirt. " If you know what I mean."

" Yeah, exactly. He's gotten pale. And he's losing a lot of weight."

" He's never sleeping anymore, all the bags under his eyes."

" He's not even social anymore."

" He doesn't like to be anywhere but the hospital at Trunks' side."

" I think he might go crazy if Trunks doesn't wake up."

" I know what you mean." He sighed again as he ran his hands threw his hair and lent his head back against the soft cushions of the sofa.

" Oh Gohan! What are we going to do…? Isn't there anything, anything at all we can do for Trunks?"

" No, I don't think so… I don't think there is anything we can do but wait."

" Not even the Dragonballs?!"

" No. Since he's not really alive, yet he's not dead. He's in lets say another world at the moment, and he, all on his own, has to find his way out."

" You make it sound so simple…"

" I'm sorry."

" Ah, never mind lets not work ourselves up even more. I think you should try and distract Goten from the hospital- until he is healthy again."

" Now that sounds simple. But we all know Goten. If he has his mind set on something he will do anything to reach his goal. And anything that would come to Trunks he's there. You're asking for the impossible to happen. It was hard enough to even get him to go to work this morning!"

" I know but… just try."

" Of course."

" How come Bulma and Vegeta are so… I don't know- calm?" She asked gesturing her hands about.

" I have no idea, you would think Bulma would be spazzing about going nuts over Trunks' accident, but she's not. And Vegeta, well even for him, its kind of…sad how they are acting."

" Maybe they're in denial? Or shock?"

" Who knows…"

" Bra seems to be taking this… well…" Was the only way she could actually put it.

" Well, I'm not sure she knows exactly what's going on, I mean she's still only a child."

" Yeah I guess."

" Well, enough talk, I need to get back to work." Gohan said with a small smile. He stood as well as his wife, both leaned in for a small kiss before they broke apart and went their separate ways.

The small hands flipped the metal switch and the once dark room lit up with a red glow. The walls were painted black and the lamp light was a blood crimson red that held an eerie glow as it bounced off the black walls and onto all the little trinkets shown in the room.

Eyes darted across the room looking for something but was having difficult in finding it. The feet clicked slightly across the room looking around, opening drawers and peering in them, sliding the closet open, looking under the bed and when the figure almost gave up. As the person sat on the bed the hand on the intruder felt something hard hit against it that had been under the pillow. Curiously the intruder lifted the black silk pillow up, grabbing the ends of it as a small black book with red writing dropped out of it.

Trunks Briefs.

The person read. A small smile slipped on the lips of the prowler.

OO Now who wants to take a guess at who that is OO and what the person has in there grasp! OO! Could it ruin Trunks? . Aw. im thinking of letting Trunks die! OO; -dot dot dot-

Trunks: ……

Goten: IT WAS THE MYSTERIOUS SHADOW PERSON IN CHAPTER 6!!!!!!!

Trunks: Goten- we already know who it is- and who that was.

.-. so NAÏVE

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