Gotens POV

I sighed with a long sigh that flew off my lips so harshly. My hands wouldn't stop shaking and I couldn't stop sweating. I needed a joint. Something. I needed to taste that smoke in my mouth. The nicotine. Cigarettes just can't cut it. I need something strong. Something that will set me off in a relaxed care-free state of mind. I wanted to feel that bliss of having no worries.

My eyes darted towards the sounds of squealing tires. The horn honked loudly in front of me, coming at a fast and dangerous pace. My eye widened in fear as I jumped out of the way only to see the car smack right into the light pole.

I screamed as loud as I could. For what reason? I don't even know myself. My hands had shot from the ground to cover my head, gripping my hair in a tight grip of fear. I shot to my feat and snapped out of my little feared daze as I heard the shrill of a scream coming forth from a horrendous woman, ' Call an Ambulance!' I think she said. I bolted towards the dark Alley way that was in front of my vision. My feet are taking me to their own destination. I know this neighborhood all to well. And that brings a slight comforting relieved smile to my face.

The doors flew open. His eyes scanned over the area, seeing the car that had been totaled by a light pole. He sighed in relief when it looked as if the man that was driving was the only one that was injured. He seemed alright too just a couple of gashes and bruises, with cuts and scrapes, maybe a few broken bones. But his body flinched. He looked around again looking for Goten. But... he wasn't anywhere in sight.

"Hey!" Trunks screamed to the two teenaged girls that were standing off on the side right next to the restaurant he had just ran out of. Both of their attention turned to him. Their gazes dropped into small smiles of flirting. Trunks ignored their flirts and yelled at them again desperately. "Did you see a male come out of this restaurant say about a minute or two ago? Black hair and eyes, about 5'6, looks around 17."

"Oh totally! He was such a hottie. But he like Flipped out ya'know. He was like freaking!"

"Yeah totally." The other girl agreed.

Usually Trunks would just walk away disturbed about how these teenagers have begun to talk. But he was desperate and in a slight panic.

"Listen. Where did he go?! Did he get hurt by that car?"

"Uh, no listen hunny."

"Like she said he freaked not fluked."

"Look! Shut up and just tell me where he went!"

"What a rude totally rude snob."

"Definitely."

"Anyways. Well like he went that way, towards the alley."

"The Alley."

Trunks bolted off towards the darkened streets that lead to the Alley way. It was a bad neighborhood. Coming down all this way. Why would Goten go down here? Was he that freaked out? If anyway why down here? God. He had to get to Goten before something happened. He could get hurt. He wasn't well at the moment. He wasn't healthy. He had to Hurry and find him or he would never ever forgive himself.

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Well. That's it for This chapter. ;) Just wait till the next one.

Start of a Lemon. XD mwhahahahahaha!!!!

Next Chapter: Trunks searches for Goten. Goten finds his relief., but what happens when he doesn't have enough to pay for it?

"There are other ways to...pay my dear Goten..." The man smirked.