My Savior       

Chapter 9

Majin Bulma

Goten's POV

            I ran. Ran as fast as I could. Down the dark alley I'd known so well. My hand absently ran across my back pocket to check to see if I had my wallet. It was there, but who knows if I have any money in it. 

            Turning various corners to the small steel doors I knocked greedily, desperately, impatiently. "Haiku!!!! HAIKU!" I screamed at them, pounding softly. If I drew any attention, not that there was anyone at all in sight or near the area, they wouldn't let me in.

            A bar slid open, revealing dark mysterious clouded eyes. "Pass."

            "Oh, uh, oh God." I couldn't remember the password! What was the password! Oh God.

            "No worries." A sly devious voice resounded from behind the door. "Come Goten, haven't seen you in a while. Please come in." I watched the door slide open. A small smile crawled over my lips as I passed by the guard and in front of the man that had let me in.

             "Taichi."

            "Follow me Goten, so we can talk..."

            I followed Taichi down the many halls until we had landed at the very last door at the end of the long corridor. The guard that stood in front of it grabbed a hold of the dark chestnut door handles, twisting them and pulling them with a soft squeak. We both walked forward into the large room.

            "So Goten, what brings you hear?" He says to me in a slow, devious voice, with a sly grin plastered on his face. Like he doesn't know. Making my chest puff out angrily I narrow my eyes slowly.

            I give him a dark frown. "Oh come now. Lighten up a bit. I haven't seen you for weeks, thought you had gotten a better connection."

            "Are you kidding me? I've been having some… problems." I cough soundly. Some of the past events replay through my head.

            "Ooh, do go on." He handed me blue velvet, which I took greedily. I inhaled it quickly splaying across the chair I had 'magically' found myself in.

            "Ah, I dunno, people stuff."

            "I see."

Trunks

            I ran as fast as I could down the streets of the dark greys and blacks. I coughed intensely as I passed through four smoking teenagers.

            My eyes lower in anger and disgust.

            Smoke... I've always hated smoke. I could never see how anyone could do it. Sure, I've tried it once so I can't say anything one sided. It was the worst thing I had ever stuck in my mouth. The awful taste, that disgusting after-taste, and that horrid death filling your lungs.

            I need to find Goten. Stop focusing on worthless idiots wasting away there lives, and focus on my friend. My troubled and endangered friend.

 Bad vibes sense my well being. How can anyone live in such a place? I am never going to find him here... There's so many twists and turns, corners, streets, paths, alleys. It's almost as if it was impossible. I can't sense his ki...

            "Hey you." I hear a gruff voice call to me. My attentions jerk fastly towards the source. I point a finger at myself raising a brow in the gesture asking as if he is talking to myself. His head jerked into a nod indicating that he was indeed talking to me.

            I walk over slowly, I watch as he reached into his pocket pulling out a small object.

            His shoes were filled with holes and grime. His hair was greasy, face dirt, acne all around his face. Looked like he hadn't had a shower in at least a month.

            "What do you want? I'm in a hurry." I gruff out angrily.

            "Mary Jane?"

            "What?! Of course not!" I scream in anger, grabbing the joint in my hand, throwing it on the ground and smashing it with my foot.

            "Fuck shit! Your gunna pay fur dat man! That aint no cheap!"

            "You know what! You shouldn't be using drugs you dumb idiot asshole!"

            He swung at me, which I ducked, grabbing a hold of his arm twisted it and threw him into the trash cans. I began running away towards any source I could to find Goten. I didn't have time for distraction!

Goten

            "So Goten... How are you going to pay for any of this?"  The sly man asked the high demi-Saiyan.

            "Money!"

            "Show it babe."

            I shoved my hand down my back pocket grabbing my wallet. I looked inside only to find a 5-dollar bill. "Crap a dap. I'm low man. What now."

            "Well... There are… other ways to pay."

            "Oh yeah? Like what?"

            "Well..." A hand slid down to my thigh, moving upwards in a slow motion landing on the front of my pants. I gasped slightly, stared into the crimson eyes of Taichi.

            Well. Thats the end of Chapter 9 - Prepare for an upcoming lemon -LAUGHS EVILY.- Poor G-baby. Maybe there won't be a lemon? Maybe Trunks can get to him in time. It will all be decided by your reviews -evil grin.-