Trunks POV

I went to the bar. Again...except this time there was something very different. The attitude in the air was full of excitement...and lust.

I have to pee.

Glancing around I saw the restroom's sign with an arrow pointing down some stairs. I headed that way a little quickly, I don't want to miss anything...important.

On my way down I saw little clouds of smoke drifting upward. As I began to get closer to the bottom of the stairs I began to hear these sounds...moaning sounds...

Oh dear...

Dare I continue? I looked down at myself wondering if I could hold it...unfortunately...no. So I was forced to continue all the way down the stairs.

When I got there, there were men...no let me correct myself there were American men...having sex with each other. Ahhhhh the simple pleasures of the Americans.

"They aren't very good looking are they?" I jerked around to look at a girl. A rather short girl, compared to myself. Hey I know her, we had met a while back when she wanted to do a documentary on my...job...I don't really think that she ever got around to doing it though.

"Your telling me" I said shaking my head as I watched the...uh men...pleasure themselves..on each other.

"Don't look so embarrassed Trunks," She then patted my back. I only looked at her as she smiled sweetly at me.

"See you later Danielle, I have to pee." I said as I walked away from her. I saw her wave out of the corner of my eye.

Once I was done relieving myself I was quick to walk back past the now finished American's and hurried up the stairs. I went back over to my usual stool and sat down. When Tom came over I attempted to tell him what exactly was going on in the lobby downstairs. "Tom did you know that there are American men having sex downstairs?" I watched horrified as Tom simply shrugged replying with a

"It happens, what ever float's their boats."

"Or sinks them" I looked over see Danielle smiling her bright smile again. I just grinned back at her knowing she had a sick mind and didn't mind sharing it with others. "Well I have to run, thanks for the drink Tom...By Trunks." With a wink at me and to my surprise a grab at my ass (which caused me to jump away from her) she then left.

Shaking my head at her I sat back down on my stool and ordered some Jim and coke. I really wanted to talk with Tom, but before I was able to get a word out, Goten stepped out onto the stage...he looked somehow different. Nothing obvious, he still looked like the same Goten but there was just something to his facial expression and the way he carried himself that just seemed totally different.

"Step right up boys have I got a selection for you!" cheers sang through the bar as grown men raised their fists in somewhat of a victory dance. I looked around, wondering just exactly what Goten was doing and what kind of 'selection' he was talking about.

Glancing back at Tom I gave him a questioning look. But all he did was put a finger to his lips signaling me to be quiet. He then pointed back to the stage silently telling me to watch.

My questions did not go unanswered for at that moment a beautiful woman stepped out from behind the curtains amongst cheers and whistles of admiration.

"Here we have Victoria our raven haired beauty. Don't be fooled by her looks guys for this piece of ass can rip you apart in seconds. This girl can have a man cuming in his pants with just a glance. Starting bid begins at $800 American dollars."

No way, there was just no way that any woman would allow herself to be auctioned off like that. Yet as I watched, the men in the audience were eagerly bidding on her and she just stood there. The bidding just kept going up until one man finally bid $1500 that was when the bidding stopped and that woman walked off the stage.

It went on like that for about 2 hours. Numerous women of different ages, sizes, and experience would come out and be bid on. And they kept coming until just about every man or woman in that bar had a partner. All that is, except me and Tom.

"Thank you all for your time. Now if all who have a woman friend for the night please follow me, we will get you all settled in." And with that, Goten jumped off the stage and walked through a door that I had never noticed before. Nearly all the people in the bar followed him.

It would seem that Tom and I were not the only one's without women. There were at least 8 other people that I could count, who didn't follow Goten.

Spinning around in my chair I glared at Tom. "What?" He asked acting all innocent. I didn't buy it.

"What the hell was that?" I said slightly exasperated.

Tom shook his head at me, as if he were disappointed. After another death glare from me he finally spoke. "That, as you have so delicately called it, was an auction."

I just looked at him with raised eyebrows forcing him to continue. "Every once in a while, Russell brings his girls here and auctions them off for the night." He paused here for a moment looking at me before continuing "The woman's 'price' as you wold call it all depends on her experience level and age. Goten will only allow the bets to go up to $1500 why that price I have no idea but that is his limit, so the first man or woman to hit that mark gets the girl...or in rare cases the guy."

"Wait, Goten auction's off guys too? And why does he even auction off these women, and why do they let him? Is he really just some pimp?" I said slightly shocked and hurt.

"First off that's not Goten, it's Russell. He auctions the women off because that is the best way to keep them safe, all those who go under Russell's employment I guess you could say, trust Goten. And yes Russell is a pimp, a very powerful one at that, mind you. Now excuse me while I go take care of a customer."

I nodded as Tom began to turn away from me. My mind was racing. Just who exactly was this Russell guy? And why would Goten be involved with a guy like him in the first place?

As it so happened I stayed there at the bar for yet another two hours. By that time I was feeling a little...drunk. For some reason I kept seeing Goten up on that stage auctioning off those women...me and Tom had talked some more but I didn't really learn anything new. For some reason, at that time, I was unable to piece together exactly what Tom had been saying about Goten. First off that's not Goten its Russell...

That night I went home depressed. It took a while to find home but I was finally able to get there. I didn't even bother showering for the night deciding instead that I would just go to bed.

The next morning I felt like shit. I couldn't remember much of what had happened the night before…I think I remember getting up to go puke a few times…I dunno. My head was killing me with a major hangover I really wanted to die right then and there. Yet my life must go on and I still have to figure out the mystery called Goten.

Going over to the kitchen I looked around for a moment before I finally remembered where I kept the fruit. Pulling it off the top of the fridge I took one banana and put the rest back. I dragged my feet back over to the couch and flopped down…bad idea.

I felt the whole room spin around me as I lay there feeling the nausea build up in my stomach. Once the room slowed down, I peeled the banana and slowly began to eat it. After who knows how long I began to feel my hangover disappear. (trust me banana's are the real cure for hangovers ;))

I must have dozed off for the next thing I knew it was near the end of the day and I was starving. Sitting up slowly I gingerly touched my forehead feeling a tiny little bump. Huh wonder how that got there? It must have been sometime last night.

It was a little sad here I am part saijin and I am still susceptible to hangovers…figures. Anyway I have to get something in my stomach and then I have to shower and brush my teeth…my mouth has this awful taste in it and I really don't want to find out what it is.

Stepping into the bathroom I once again had to paw around for the stupid light switch. Of course I was blinded yet again by the brightness of the light. Geez my eyes were burning like crazy. Rubbing them with the back of my hand I used the other hand to reach for the counter. Leaning forward I looked at myself in the mirror.

Not a pretty sight.

My hair for one was all over the place, sticking up at odd ends and totally greased out…eww. My eyes were bloodshot and had dark circles underneath them. I looked like hell. Well at least I looked human…I guess.

Grabbing my tooth brush I squirted some toothpaste onto it and then stepped into the shower…toothbrush in hand. Turning the water onto the usual cold I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my body all at the same time.

It was when I began to wash my chest that I realized that I still had my boxers on. Sighing I quickly stripped of those and threw them into the sink, water flying everywhere.

Ok let us fast forward a bit here. Got out of the shower, got dressed, ate some junk food and then left the apartment.

Back at the bar Trunks yet again took his usual seat and couldn't help but still look like hell. Tom laughed when he saw Trunks and went ahead and gave him some coffee without even bother to ask.

Trunks was grateful and gave Tom a small smile, despite his laughing Tom really was a good guy. "Bad night?" Tom said as he gave Trunks some sugar and cream for his coffee.

"Yeah actually it was" Trunks replied as he made up his drink. Yes it was near the end of the day but to Trunks who had slept through it all, it was the perfect time for a nice hot cup of coffee.

Glancing at the clock Trunks noticed that Goten's show was about to start. He decided that he really didn't care anymore at least not right now.

Narrator's POV

So an hour went by as Goten and Liz took their turns 'performing' numerous songs and dances until they were eventually finished. Trunks had not watched a single bit of it, preferring to just listen rather than watch. When the show was finally over, that was when Trunks turned to look. Just in time to see that girl grab Goten's tail and quite literally drag him back behind the curtains. Goten of course attempted to struggle but with his poor tail taken hostage, he had no choice but to follow.

Trunks was very curious as to what was going on. That is until a few moments later when Goten's head popped out from behind the curtains looking this way and that. It was quite funny to see Goten begin doing a fast tip toeing action across the stage and off.

Trunks could tell that he was attempting to be very quite and wondered if Goten just didn't want that girl to find out that he was missing. Trunks watched as Goten made a bee line straight for him.

Trunks POV

What was Goten doing? I thought that he didn't want anything to do with me anymore, yet he just came right up to me still looking around like a frightened animal waiting for something to pounce on him.

"Hi, I don't believe that we have been formally introduced, my name is Goten" I was dumbstruck. Goten then stuck his hand out as if he wanted to shake hands. I did the only thing that I could at that moment I grabbed it.

"I'm Trunks, nice to meet you Goten" I said as we shook hands. Goten smiled a smile that lit his face right up. There is only one word in which how I could describe how he looked at that moment…beautiful…

"You came to the house didn't you?" The question took me by surprise and it took me a few second's to figure out what he was talking about.

"Oh..yeah, I mean yes I did" I said finally realizing what he was referring to.

"I knew it" He seemed so pleased with himself "At first I thought that I had just dreamed you up but Russell told me that you had been there, I really didn't believe him at first but then I began to wonder. So I just had to ask." He said it all so fast that it took me a second to comprehend all that he had said.

When I was finally able to speak I was cut off…

"GOTEN WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" I saw Goten flinch pulling his arms up as if to protect him from some unseen force.

"Well sounds like I'm busted, hehe gotta go" As he turned around though I saw that that girl was right behind him, so he turned only to stop dead in his tracks face to face with her. I heard him utter a small 'eep' before backing away from her a few steps.

"Just what exactly were you doing" she said sounding rather angry.

"I uh um" Goten was stuttering, was he actually afraid of her? I didn't have time to ponder because at that moment she turned her gaze on me. I faltered a little under her gaze but held my position.

"You stay away from my brother" her tone was so cold and cruel.

Wait "Your brother?" I said glancing between the two and seeing no resemblance what-so-ever.

"Only through affection. Fortunately there are no blood ties between us." She said giving Goten an evil look.

"That's it!" The next thing I knew Goten was jumping at Liz only to be stopped short.

She had a hold of his throat and not a gentle hold mind you. For he was grabbing at her hand trying desperately to get it off of him.

"Don't fuck with me Russell" She said dangerously. The only reply was a gasp of air and a tiny "liz…"

"Goten" she coldly as she released him. Goten fell to the floor supporting himself with one hand the other holding his throat. He sat there for a moment gasping for air.

I quickly knelt down beside him carefully placing my hand on his back. "Goten…you.."

"Don't touch him!" My head jerked towards the voice. It was that girl…Liz…at least I believe that's what Goten had said. I narrowed my eyes at her wondering just what her problem was.

When I didn't automatically respond to her command she reached down and grabbed the back of my shirt jerking me to my feet. I was about ready to retaliate when she jerked her hand and me.

I staggered back a few steps trying to keep my balance. Good thing I had a tail even a bent one. "What the hell is your problem!" I said angrily glaring at her.

She looked at me for a moment as if sizing me up. I could take her. I knew I could. Yet now that I was closer to her there was something strange about her…scent. For the first time since I met Goten I finally accepted that everybody had a scent, a scent that for some reason only I could smell.

Liz's scent was…different. I would have expected her scent to be similar to Bra's seems how she had a tail…than again Bra wasn't born with a tail like I was.

"Come with me" She said. I was shocked out of my thoughts by her strange request. "Goten you stay there" she said coldly. I glanced over at him he was still on the floor now looking up at her. I saw a large red mark on his throat, and the beginnings of a bruise.

Glancing back at Liz I saw that she was leaving. I considered not following her but then again I wanted to hear what she had to say. So I followed her. I glanced back once at Goten seeing him get up from the floor, somewhat slowly he had that strange look on his face again and he looked pissed.

Liz led me to a room back behind the stage it was a small room with a couch and a few chairs. Walking in after Liz I closed the door behind me, not really knowing why but at that time not really caring either.

"Why do you want me to stay away from Goten?" I said as soon as the door was closed then as an after thought "and why do you and Tom call him Russell sometimes?" Liz's back was turned to me, I saw her clench her fists at her sides.

"First off I don't want him getting hurt" She said. When I didn't reply she turned around and I was surprised to see her eyes were moist as if she wanted to cry.

"Goten was…traumatized as a child…as a result he created Russell." I didn't get it. Liz saw this and rolled her eyes at me I just glared at her.

"Goten has a split personality. The other personality likes to call himself Russell." Ok so that made a little more sense…I could just see the pieces falling in place that strange expression on Goten's face, the way he carried himself sometimes that must have been Russell.

"Wait, that still doesn't tell me why you want me to stay away form him" I said wondering what another personality has to do with it.

Liz sighed and shook her head. I decided to just ignore this believing it to be a part of her messed up personality. "Every time Goten gets hurt, physically, mentally, emotionally; he turns to Russell." She turned her back to me again, not even bothering to look at me as she said all of this. "If Goten becomes involved with you and you hurt him he will only turn to Russell. I've been able to make real progress with him, getting him to deal with his problems and not letting Russell take care of them for him. Russell is Goten's shield and protector."

This news came as a shock to me. Did Goten really depend on another personality that much? It didn't sound too healthy. "I one day hope that Goten will be able to be rid of Russell for good." At this she turned back around and glared at me. Yes it was all making sense to me now. If I…ever decided to get involved with Goten…I would only hurt him and…

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

To be continued…

Ok so now Goten's…condition is out in the open! What will Trunks do next? Find out in the next chapter once I think it up and write it! Lol J