Falling Into Darkness

A/N: I felt like doing a chappie for this. Hey, so maybe a depressing story will calm my very-angry-nerves-because-of-homework-and-teachers. Vuala. -snif- and only one person said happy birthday on Ah, well, it was to days ago, so, TOO LATE! BUAHAHA!

SSJ5Tigger: Yay! Your name was in it again! Whee! And I'll try to update when I get new ideas and when I have time!

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Space-Weazel: Till no end? Wow, I didn't think anybody would say that about my story…

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Skyfire11: Thanks a lot. My head is filled with extreme loads of homework too… I didn't finish it either… whoopsie…

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Augh… I can live with school but I can't live with the homework! Gawd! I stayed up so late doing homework one night that I fell asleep in science class the next day! And the same thing with English! If you ask me, they give you waaayy too much hw!

Disclaimer: Darn it! Akira Toriyama made Gohan and Veggie-chan first! I wanted them to be mine! All mine!

Chapter Four

Years passed by quickly at the Son house. It was soon two years after Goten was born, and with all of Gohan's suicidal attempts, Chichi couldn't take it anymore.

"Gohan! That's the final straw! Goten and I are moving in with Bulma while you fend for yourself for 5 years!" she screamed. Gohan's eyes widened. 'Was she disowning him?' He felt tears stinging in his sightless eyes. 'W-without… Goten?'

Goten had been the only thing that had kept him from trying to kill himself every day. He only did it about once a month, and that's when he couldn't stand it anymore. Chichi was his mother. She loved him, didn't she?

An hour after the only family he had left the now empty home he stood in front of, after the desperate cries of Goten pleading for his brother died down, after all reason to live left him completely, Gohan was on the brink of losing control again. 'No,' a voice in the back of his mind told him. 'Killing yourself would only be running away. Being a coward now would only lower yourself to Cell's rank, Frieza's rank. Live with the shame, Gohan. Live with the shame the rest of your worthless, stinking life!'

Five Years Later

"Well Chichi, today's the day when you see your first son in 5 years. Are you excited?" Bulma asked, a bit with a cold tone. Bulma wasn't entirely happy with Chichi and her decision. If she had lost Vegeta and Trunks tried to kill himself repeatedly in front of HER newborn child, she certainly wouldn't disown him for 5 years. Gohan was now eighteen and hormone driven. He, for sure, would not welcome back his mother with open arms.

One of the servant robots rolled into the room where they were conversing, announcing that a visitor had arrived.

The whole 'family' stood into front of the door, nervous. Vegeta groaned at the wait and turned the brass handle, revealing an extremely tall, slightly scary young man.

His icy non-blinking eyes turned to the small family that he had once called his own.

Vegeta jerked his head to the side, beckoning him to come in. The 18-year-old version of a family deprived Gohan strode into the huge yellow building. Bulma and Vegeta greeted him in their own ways. Gohan nodded to them each and walked over to the rest of the group, which included Chichi, Goten, and Trunks.

Chichi gasped when he started to walk over to them. She was nervous, she was scared, but most of all, guilty. Back then, five years ago, she thought he deserved it. But now she was starting to realize… she would've done the same thing if she was thirteen. Disowned at thirteen… she shuddered at the thought that she did something so horrible. And how could she forget. He was a thirteen year old, BLIND child. She felt as if she blew up a planet just when, on that planet, a child was learning how to walk. Or a teenage couple was experiencing true love. Gohan still approached. 'What will I say to him?' she thought frantically.

How ironic. He walked right past her.

-Gohan's POV-

She kept on staring at me with those guilty eyes. I could feel them burning into the back of my neck. How could she pity me now? That kind of nonsense is belated if you ask me.

I turned my attention to my little brother. He was seven years old now, and an exact replica of our father when he was young. Oh, the memories of the pictures father used to show me of himself when he was tiny. They both had that everlasting smile, which I was thought to have too, and the uncertain naiveté.

-Regular POV-

Goten looked up at the towering addition to the family.

Gohan looked down at him. Goten gulped at the sheer size of the guy. But all fear diminished when he looked into those extremely familiar eyes.

"B-Big brother?" He asked quietly and hesitantly. Gohan nodded.

Goten leaped into his arms and used Gohan's black leather jacket as a tissue. Gohan didn't care at all.

For the first time in five years, he showed off a piece of happiness… an everlasting grin that he inherited from his father.

A/N: end of the chapter! Kinda got the 'living with the Briefs thing' from Blinded, by dragonscales. It's really good. You should read if you haven't already! Since she doesn't seem to be doing anything at the moment, I'm gonna use it without permission… I'm sorry! It's just that I already typed it up! I really am sorry, dragon scales, if you're reading this! Review please. And don't complain about not updating for a while! I have school you know!

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