Happy New Year from the insert my last name here family and the insert my mom and step dad's last name here family. And you thought I'd be stupid enough to say my name so you could publicly mock me and destroy all that I held dear. And of course, those of you who have at least two brain cells to rub together understood that was a joke, admittedly a bad one but eh. So, a little quicker this time right. Just finished my homework for break tonight and I go back tomorrow. Oh joy! At least I don't have history. Anyways, I feel so sorry for anyone who gets in the way of a kid that I may have in the future (no promises) because I've got a three year old nephew and I swear I would attempt to kill anyone who hurt the little guy. Not that that has any relevance but hey. So onto whatever it is I'm supposed to be doing here.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters. If I did, then things would be, well, different, now wouldn't they?

Confessions

Nobody's P.O.V. (It's been awhile since he actually told part of the story)

At around 4:30 one sunny summer day and, at an overly large building known as Capsule Corporation in the city, known as West City, there was now a gaping hole in which a young man named Goten had just crashed through searching for any signs of life. Unfortunately, the first one he found was an overly protective mother in one of her worst moods.

"Bulma, where's Trunks, I need to talk to him right away," an extremely urgent Goten practically yelled at an infuriated Bulma.

"Three things you ass. 1: Do not scream at me just because you're a fucking idiot. 2: There is such a thing as a front door. Do you know how much that is gonna cost to fix. And 3: Why the hell would I tell you where my son is after what you did to, no, what you're still doing to him. He loved you and you treated him like shit. I was almost afraid I'd have to stop my friendship with your family until I found that they agreed with me, even your father. Now get out of my sight before I go Super Human on you (think super saiyajin).

"Bulma, I swear it was a misunderstanding, a big one at that mind you, but I'm really sorry."

"So that's the best sob story you can come up with. Can't find anybody else who'll have sex with you then, huh? But of course I'm expected to automatically feel sorry for you and take to my only son who, at this very instant, is still attempting to make his death as slow and painful as possible. Then I suppose you expect that you'll apologize and make up some really long excuse and expect Trunks to take you back. Then, for however long it takes you to get bored this time, he'll think he's living his happily ever after life once again. But that's not what it will be because this time you'll wait until you've got someone else entwined around your little fingers before you dump him and completely break his heart again. Oh, but you won't stop there will you. No, you'll come back to torture him again once you've run out of your little 'toys' won't you. And then there are your children. Now, I know my son has visitation rights, and yet, I have not seen my grandchildren for an entire month. For some reason beyond me, though, Trunks doesn't fight you at all on it. In fact he practically supports everything you've done and he's written a will leaving everything to you. There is not a word that is vile enough to describe you Son Goten. I don't know what your parents did wrong because if you were anything like them or your brother, this would never have happened. Now leave."

With Bulma's long-winded speech out of the way Goten realized that he was left with only one choice. He slowly raised his hand and let a ball of ki form in it. Pointing it directly at Bulma's head he said in the most serious and determined voice Bulma had ever heard, "I love your son more than you could possibly imagine and if you can't believe the words coming from my mouth maybe you'll be scared shitless by the energy in my hand. If you do not take me to your son's hospital room right now I swear I will blow off your head. If I lose him Bulma…"

She didn't need to hear the rest to understand what he was going to say. However, her response was something Goten did not expect and yet he should have known it before se even began to speak. "No." At that Goten practically exploded inside. If he didn't see Trunks soon he would go insane.

"And if you were even half the father my boy is then you would have known my answer to that one."

After this comment Goten did not practically explode, he did it in an almost literal way. As a sudden rush of raw energy began to burst from him, Bulma was thrown nearly forty feet into a far off wall, however, she remained conscious. Of course, on any normal day she would have been easily unconscious or possibly dead, but today was not any normal day. Today was a day that fate took a strong course straight through reality. And so she remained awake to hear Goten's powerful words. "Bulma, you may insult my raising and my personality. You may argue with everything that I say or do. You may say that I am not half the man that Trunks is because if I was then I would have been able to see past anything and know that he loved only me. But you will never insult my children or my parenting. I love those children so much that it practically hurts. Do you know what I had to do to Landon to keep him from killing himself? I locked that poor child in his room and if he hates me I don't blame him. And the only thing Britany has said to me in an entire month is that she hates me, and I don't blame her either. Do you know how much I just want to let go of everything and just die? But I didn't Bulma because I had children who need me. And now, now that I have hope that my husband loves me still, no, not hope, knowledge, you are going to stand in my way and tell me that I can't set things right? If this is the way that you choose to be then let us hope that Satan finds an early grave for you in his fiery domain. Now, I'll give you one last chance. Where is Trunks?"

"Goten… thank you," is all Bulma said before she began to walk in the other direction. Goten, hoping he had gotten her hint correct, followed her through countless halls and rooms until finally-

"Trunks!" Goten screamed as he entered his love's room. He was so overjoyed that it took him a moment to realize that Trunks was so thin that he had changed from having an outline on almost every muscle to having one on every bone. He was also hooked up to a heart monitor, a feeding tube, and several other tubes and wires that he did not even want to know the purpose of. But the most shocking thing of all was what Goten saw in his eyes. It wasn't relief or joy. It wasn't hurt or pain. It wasn't even anger. What he saw in this man's eyes was pure hatred.

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Kaiser: I am finally over it I think. Or maybe it was just those chapters. I mean this is how I like to leave my chapters off. With a, what the hell kind of thing.

Trunks: And all this off the top of your head. Brilliant.

Kaiser: Aww, you flatter me. To tell the truth, I never thought that I was a very good writer

Goten: Ye o wan fu u wi bih

Kaiser: Goten, you have to swallow your food before you speak.

Goten: I no e e ee ing

Kaiser: Goten!

Trunks: He said he's not eating anything and before that he said that you're one fucked up little bitch. He just went to the dentist and his jaw is numb.

Kaiser: My little sister can talk when her mouth is numb.

Trunks: Yeah, but Goten is a retard. (no offense to anyone who has relatives of the sort. I'm not shallow)

Goten: Uh!

And so, there it is. A brand new chapter. Sorta kinda a little short but I think it was pretty much packed with information. If you couldn't figure out why Bulma said what thank you just send me a review and I'll put it in next chapter but otherwise I'll assume that you guys already know what's going on. Deal? Is that blackmail? Anyways, you should also know why I said that thing earlier about any kids I may have in the future so I don't sound completely random. Later.