Ah. It's Bulma. Yep not Kendy. Kendy was taking to long to write one chapter. –nods- I apologize to everyone –sad puppy dog face- Forgive me? PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!
My SaviorChapter06- Slumber
The smooth, thunderous, powerful, bolts of lightning skinned the paled skin of the ebony haired demi. The skin had burned in places while others burst open allowing the crimson to splatter out into the rainy cold air.
Screams of pain never went unstop. Nothing could be heard from the thunderous booms. The pain never ceased, the blow flew, dripped and slithered out of the gashes of pale.
The figure flew from the sky; tears of pain, hurt, rejection and self-accusation sprang from his eyes trailing down to the muddy, broken ground of the once beautiful Earth.
…3 days later...
"Are you sure he's going to return?" asked Trunks as he stared out of the window towards the darkened sky. His eyes full of sorrow since the one he cared for had left a few days ago without saying goodbye or him knowing.
His sister had looked up at him, straying from the TV, staring at his back. "What a stupid question! Of course! Yeah he'll come back. Why the sudden worry?" Trunks reacted oddly to that, jumped on the couch in a sitting position with his arms folded at his chest, eyes adverted towards the green carpet of Capsule Corporation.
"I'm not worried-" His voice began to lower. He tried to finish but he could feel her eyes staring at him in question. "I just miss his presence... That's it!" He blurted out as he stood from his seat and began walking out the door.
His eyes were glued to the floor as he made his way up the stairs to his room as he locked his door behind his slumped shoulders.
'It hurts... It hurts so, so much...' The raven-haired boy sobbed as he grabbed the needle from his lap, staring into the liquid, which was captivated in the glass holder. The silver tip of metal glistened in the darkness of the room. ' I don't think I can take it anymore. I just want it to end…' The beatened body pushed the tip through his arm squeezing the tears from his eyes as the liquid was forced into his bloodstream.
Light sighs escaped the slightly parted lips; dark eyes were covered in a small haze as they were slightly let opened. Two once strong and powerful arms, now limp and pale, dropped instantly down to his sides as his head fell backwards settling on the headboard of the woodened beat up beat.
' I… Just want… it to… end…'Loud music could be heard all over the house, it was of a foreign language to them, though they knew what it was. Trunks was listening to the sensual music in his room, grabbed his electric guitar and started to play with the music and sang along with the Artist.
"Du hast mich gefragt, Du hast mich gefragt, Und ich hab nichts gesagt, Willst du bis der Tod euch scheide, Treu ihr sein für alle Tage!!" He yelled every word as if he wanted the whole world to feel his rage, "Nein!!" He finished as his eyes opened.
The purple haired boy then stopped the music. He sat down on the floor still holding his guitar thinking. 'What is wrong with me? I feel so empty...' He shivered looking towards the ground in disheartenment. 'Goten where are you...?' His mind wandered as he then remembered about the house. "Trunks!! You're so stupid!!" He yelled standing up from the green carpet throwing his guitar on the bed and ran to the opened window, taking flight into the nightened cold sky to his destination.
'I hope I can find you their Chibi...' He thought as he sped off into the sky, towards the new emplacement of Goten's house.
A sleeping form could be seen on the raggy old bed. The boy's head was rested against a piece Blue fabric that was watted into a small ball. Short, shallow breathes emitted from the unconscious form as he stayed in his resting slumber.
Dream Sequence
A man with lavender locks stood in the middle of a deserted training field, away from every single human being. The only beings there were him and the man that stood there. He was dressed in a white dressy shirt with long white sleeves that covered half his fingers, just leaving the fingertips to peak out, long white pants that were loose and pooled down around his white no heel boots. He stood standing with his back facing the raven-haired man known as Goten.
"Trunks?..." He questioned slightly through a hesitant voice. He received no answer, he dare not to make a step yet. He couldn't take the silence ness of the other counterpart, he tried again. " Answer me please?!" Called the desperate pleas from Goten. He took a hesitant step towards the back of the older demi-saiyan. "Why?... Why don't you care about me like I care about you... Don't you understand how much you mean to me?" He wailed to the man. His eyes started to water when Trunks began to walk away from the sobbing man in back of him. Leaving him now and forever…
Blood Shot eyes opened in a flash. His whole body jerked from his once relaxed sleep. Arms flailed as the form hit the woodened polished ground. A small groan escaped his lips as he lay there with small tears glossing his vision. ' Why do I have to always cry? Is that a dream? Or a premonition?'
" Hoi! Goten-kun!"
' Oh god no' Fastly, he jumped to his feet in a panic. Eyes searched desperately for somewhere to go. His eyes landed on the syringe that was draped across the sheets on the bed that had just been occupied recently.
Pale arms shakily snatched the nozzle and pushed it in his pocket. His eyes swelled in a wince as he had accidentally stabbed himself in the leg.
The doors creaked from down the hall.
" Chibi? Are you there? Hello? Please chibi answer?!" He heard the requests of his childhood best friend.
' The window? No to obvious- there are no other doors! Oh God! The bed!'
When he heard the door to the bedroom he was sated in he jumped, rushing under the bed, pushing, and squeezing himself against the wall holding his breathe.
" Chibi?"
Crystal blue eyes wandered around.
" Oh chibi… I thought you would be here... I can't find you anywhere."
' I don't want you to find me Trunks… its better if we just don't ever see each other again.'
Small sniffs, the ebony spiked haired boy heard, which made him gasp slightly.
' He's… crying?'
" Chibi. Please I can't take it. I need you! Please come back to me chibi!" The sobs grew more and more powerful.
The demi's heart was shattering to pieces as he listened to the small pleas. He didn't have the heart to do this to his friend. No matter what the circumstances. Hesitant limbs crawled out from under the bed.
The blue eyed demi gasp loudly, rushing to his friend, embracing him into a tight hug.
" Goten! Where have you been! I've been worried!"
" I'm sorry Trunks." He replied shortly. His arm moved behind his head. I got tired of flying around and I found myself here!" He laughed slightly, putting on his masked face. " I kinda fell asleep! And you kinda woke me up."
Trunks blushed slightly rubbing his eyes.
" Why'd you leave Goten!?"
" Ah." He had to think a moment for that one. " I didn't want to a burden. Plus, I needed a breather."
" You should have come back. And you know you wouldn't ever be a burden!" His eyes drooped slightly, hiss hands fisting in the youngers shirt, his face resting on his chest as small sobbing sounds could be made. " How could you ever think that!"
" Oh God Trunks! IM REALLY SORRY! I'll do anything! Just don't cry! Please don't-" The ebony haired demi was tackled and now lying pinned down on the bed.
" Ha! That's what you get for ever thinking that Goten!" He playfully snapped, his arms kept the Son demi's hands pinned at the top of his head. " Me Cry? Your crazy Goten." He said starring into the slightly large eyes of his friend.
' Oh god, oh God,' the smaller one panicked.
" The lavender locks tilted to the side in slight confusion.
The black hair raised slightly off the bed, towards the others face. There noses almost touching Breathe on Breathe, eyes boring into the others.
Goten's eyes widened in shock and surprise.
Pale arms flipped tanned ones over, pinning the taller to the bed.
" I might be." Both teens chuckled lowly.
" The famous Goten crazy? Paaaaahleeaaaaase."
Both teens moved away from the bed towards the door. " You hungry Goten? I'm starving! We hafta eat! My treat. PLEAAAAASE"
" Free meal? Sure why not."
" Now that's the son Goten I know!"
Both boys grinned at one another before setting off into the darkened sky.
-GRINS!- OO IM SO SORRY FOR THE SLOW UPDATE- I finally gave her a dead line OO and she has . reached it so now I have taken over. I promise it wont happen again!
FORGIVE ME FORGIVE ME
SOMEONE FORGIVE ME! SOBS
All Apologies,
Majin Bulma. -!!