Here it is. What is bound to be my favorite chapter ever because I've been thinking on this one forever. Amazing. Are you? So, like, I was writing it out, right, and then I lost what I had written it on. It was so sad, but I'm too lazy to write it out again except for here. I just hope that nobody read it. That would be semi-traumatizing. You see, I don't like to have people read my writing unless they have no idea of who I actually am. Does that make me paranoid? Yes. Do I care? No. I mean yes…no…yes…no. I mean go shove it up your ass. OWWWWWWWW. What the hell did you do that for? You told me to shove it up my ass and since we're two separate people in the same body, well, you get it.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters. If I did, then things would be, well, different, now wouldn't they? Amazingly enough, I have something completely new to add to this for this chapter only. I don't own the Knights of Neh (actually spelled Ni but pah). That is all. Good-bye.

Old Sayings, New Meanings

Goten's P.O.V.

I guess that they always did say it, didn't they. 'Expect the unexpected'. The consequences just never seemed to be this foreboding. I could only hope that I would never have to face them. However, day by day my hope grew thinner, and after three months of hope thinning, it was almost depleted. These poor children of ours have seen him thrice in that time. I've basically become a single parent receiving child support. I mean, when he was here he seemed really glad that he got to see them finally but still. The Briefs are known for their acting skills as well, ya know. Just look at Bra. All of the signs were there, too. Always out late at night. Always giving short answers to any general questions involving such areas as I have and will mention that never really answered the questions given. For about a week Trunks came home smelling like Gohan's cologne. He probably only stopped because he knew that I was growing suspicious. However, all I could do was sit at home and let it happen. I mean I don't have any solid proof… You know what? That's not all I can do. If he is cheating on me then I'm going to get solid proof. I'm better than this man if he could do that to me.

Nobody's P.O.V.

Goten, now completely ready, or so he thought, to face anything that he might see this night, flew off in the direction of, surprisingly, Capsule Corp., where Trunks said he would be, leaving the children at home, safely tucked into bed, thoughts racing in and out of his mind. They lived a fair distance from the Corporation, about an hours drive, but since Goten was flying it took him no more than two minutes. Those two minutes, however were filled with a lifetimes worth of two of the hearts greatest emotions, hatred and hope. However, as he approached the window one of those emotions seemed to disappear while the other intensified by magnitudes of previously unknown levels. Unfortunately for this promising relationship the hatred level was the one that rose, now not only to Trunks but to the other man who he was clearly proposing to.

It was, unfortunately, just as Goten had suspected it to be. There was his brother nodding his had and clad in a smile so large it didn't seem possible. Trunks immediately leapt up to greet Gohan in a warm hug, a hug once thought to be reserved for only Goten. Suddenly, as he could no longer bear to watch the dreaded scene the computer caught his eye and as he scanned the screen he realized that Trunks had already planned their honeymoon. With fresh tears flooding his eyes, he flew off, too hurt to address the situation this soon. However, he did not fly home but to Gohan's house. Videl had to know.

Goten slowly approached the door, unsure of whether he should go through with what he had spontaneously planned, but he knew he had to do what was right. He brought his finger up to the doorbell, hesitating one last time. Videl could now be heard mumbling the usual profanities that most tend to utter when someone rings your doorbell at practically midnight. However, as she opened the door, her facial expression became a shocked one, just now noticing Goten.

"What is it Goten? Did somebody die again?"

"On the inside! Trunks is cheating on me!"

"Goten, what are you talking about? Trunks would never cheat on you!

However, as Goten explained to her his recent escapades had shown that Trunks truly was cheating on him, and though Videl tried to find obscurities that would prove the situation wrong, she too realized that there was no hope for her own relationship. In one night two of the seemingly happiest relationships had been completely demolished, and the two innocents in these relationships cried into each others arms for what seemed like hours. However, Gohan soon arrived and Goten was forced to sneak out the back door. This left him with roughly ten minutes to get to his house in order to make it back before Trunks. Goten soon arrived and went straight to their bedroom. He grabbed two of the suitcases from the top shelf of their closet and stuffed all of Trunks possessions into it. It was just in time as well, for as he forced the second suitcase shut his soon to be ex-mate walked in the front door. This was it; Trunks had to go.

"Goten, why are you still awake? Well, its good to see you at least," said a supposedly innocent Trunk.

"Oh, don't pull this crap with me. I know what you've been doing for the past three months Trunks and I hate you for it. Get out of my house now before I have to kill you."

"But, Goten, I thought it would make you happy. I don't understand. What's so bad about it?"

"Are you serious Trunks? I give my heart to you and you have to pull a stunt like this and to top it all off you don't know what's so bad about."

"Goten, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you thinking straight?"

"Oh, I see. Breaking my heart wasn't enough. Now you've got to add insult to injury and call me stupid."

"Goten, I didn't-

"Oh, save it Trunks. I'm tired of you lying to me. You're moving out, we're getting a divorce, and I'm getting a restraining order on you to keep away from me and my children."

"Goten, you're kidding right? Please tell me this is a joke."

But as Goten pointed at the suitcases laid recklessly on the bed, it became apparent that this was no joke. However, what Trunks said next would keep Goten awake for hours many nights, for it is not something you would expect from a liar or cheater.

"No, Goten, I don't mean about that. You said stay away from your children but you meant… you meant ours, didn't you?"

"I meant what I said and I said what I meant, Goten is faithful 100 percent."

"Please Goten, I'll call it off. We can pretend that it never-

"I said save it, Trunks. Leave, now."

Trunks now paralyzed with what Goten assumed was false pain, did not move, and so Goten literally threw him down the out the door and crashing down the stairs, closely followed by his luggage. It was a sad day indeed and as Goten lay in bed alone that night, unable to cease his crying, he began to regret the decision. 'Maybe we could have worked it out,' he would think. But he scratched all such thoughts from his head. He had done the right thing. He just knew it. However, a nagging feeling in the back of his mind would not leave him alone. Goten now realized that he would be alone for the rest of his life, for he could not love Trunks and he could love no one but Trunks. An oxymoron indeed.

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Goten: (Hssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss)

Trunks: Is there something wrong with him?

Kaiser: Well, I thought that was rather obvious.

Trunks: I mean besides the usual.

Kaiser: Well, he does believe that everything that I've just written is real.

Trunks: Goten?

Goten: (Hssssssss-sss-sss-sss-sss-sss-sss)

Trunks: Never mind then.

Kaiser: Need Taco Bell.

Trunks: Jesus, Joseph and Mary, and what good people they were, I'm surrounded by the mentally challenged.

Kaiser: We are the Knights of Neh.

Trunks: Oh my god, somebody cut off my arm.

Goten: Pakashoo, its just a flesh wound.

So its been like forever and a decade since I've updated and school is a pain in the ass so there's my excuse, expect the next chapter in about the time it takes me to type it give or take a couple of days. I am exhausted. Suddenly I'm no longer exhausted and have something to say. I got a B+ on my history test and I was ready to jump for joy. Thankfully, I didn't and was saved from complete embarrassment. Now, you'll have to excuse me as I'm about to go and prove that there are more donkey's butts in the world then there are donkeys. I want my total word count to be exactly 1600. I am almost there. You are very, very, very, very, very, very fat.Four more words. Done!