My Savior

Chapter 07- Withdrawal

Crystal eyes darted back and forth between his plate of food and to his friend that sat there picking slightly at his meal. He set his fork down, leaning back in his chair slightly thinking of the right words to say before speaking. The woodened legs hit the ground setting the young man back in his seat.

"What's wrong with the food Goten?" He finally asked pointing at his picking.

"Hm? Oh nothing. Just not all that hungry." He had shrugged.

"Goten, you're like a skeleton! How can you not be hungry?!" He questioned in astonishment. His friend had lost around 30 pounds! He looked like he was a scrawny 12-year-old girl. Maybe he just thought he was fat?

"If you think your fat or something, then you're crazy."

"What. Oh no. I don't think I'm fat..." He stopped to think for a moment starring at his friend quizzically. "Do I look fat Trunks?"

"WHAT! OF COURSE YOU DON'T! Are you stupid Goten? You're skinnier than my sister!"

"Oh, ok."

"Something wrong? We can go out somewhere in private if you want to talk about something." He began pointing towards the exit when Goten shook his head in the manner of a 'no'.

"It's cool Trunks."

"You sure? I'm here for you if you need anything, you know that right? Goten?"

"Oh Ya of course..."

"So what's bugging you? You look nervous." He said. The mop of purple lavender leaned in closer, staring more closely at his friend before continuing on. "You're starting to sweat a little... and your... hands are shaking."

"Nothing! Nothings wrong, just a little hot in here! I'm a bit claustrophobic too."

"When have you ever been-"

"Sirs, would you like to order deserts now? Or would you like the bill." The waiter had interrupted before Trunks could finish his statement; Goten looked a bit of relieved so the demi-saiyan decided to drop the subject... for now.

"Uh. You want anything Go-chan?"

"No. I'm good."

"Then we will take the bill."

"Alright sirs." The piece of white paper was handed to Trunks, which Goten tried to snatch but failed miserably.

"Trunks let me pay for the food."

"Goten. I've got it, chill out."

"But your already doing so much for me, you can at least let me pay for our food."

"Goten, if you want to sit here and argue all day long with me. Then be my guest." Trunks said with a smirk of victory scribbling down on his check.

"Fine, I'll be waiting outside ok Trunks-kun?" Before Trunks could reply Goten had already made his way out the door.

'Trunks-kun? Why's he being so formal? And polite. And what's with his eating habits as well as his attitude and shaking? Is he going through withdrawal? No, even if Goten was hooked on drugs he wouldn't be that hooked... Would he?'

Trunks pondered his thoughts, thinking through events and clue or anything as clearly as he could, but his body shook in sudden shock when he heard a car swerving outside and a woman screaming to call the ambulance. He threw the check down and jumped to his seat as fast as he could rush out of the glass doors of the restaurant.

'That can't be Goten!' His mind screamed and screamed telling him that it was Goten that was hit by that car. Goten was alright. He had to be.

OO You guys better REVIEW .! the more reviews i get the faster i will put up a new chapter. I have 2 more done. Kendys moving and i wont be able to get in contact with her . so im just gonna take her place till i can get a hold of her again. .! - hasnt told Kendy any of this.-