Chapter 4
Trunks's P.O.V
When I heard the news about Goten, my heart stopped. My best friend, was sick, not even sick, dying. I felt his ki decrease greatly.
"Where's Goten?!" I yelled. I was lead to the room he was in. It smelled horrible, but not like most hospitals. It was worst.
I saw Goten, breathing heavily. His eyes were shut, and his hand was holding the sheets tightly.
"Goten!" I ran over to him. He opened his eyes and looked at me.
"T-Trunks? N-No, go away. You're gonna get sick!" He groaned in pain, his breath quickening.
"I'm going to stay here. Just tell me what you need." I told him. He pointed to the table beside the bed.
"W-Water." He begged hoarsely. I nodded and placed the bottle against his lips. I drunk out of it until he started coughing.
"Goten, I should've been there. To help you. We've been best friends for seventeen years. I can't believe I didn't feel your ki..." I whispered. For the first time ever since I been there, he laughed.
Laughed.
"You're so silly sometimes, Trunks."
"What are you-!"
"I'm happy that you're here now. That's all that matters, right?"
"You could be dying..."
"Sometimes, dying is the only solution." He muttered.
"No! It isn't!" I yelled. He looked away, a sad smile on his face. "Goten, what's going on?"
"Don't get angry."
"I won't..."
Regular P.O.V
"Don't get angry." Goten sighed.
"I won't..." Trunks promised.
"I'm in love, with Bulla," Goten whimpered. "When I heard she had a boyfriend, I couldn't bear it. I barely ate, but when I started getting sick, I didn't bother to go to a doctor. But it got worst, and now..."
"Goten..."
"I feel selfish. I burdened her—and now you!" He sobbed into his hands. "I'm better off dead!"
Trunk clenched his fists. He suddenly grabbed Goten by the front of his shirt. Goten gasped, looking up at him.
"You idiot! Why would you say such a thing! You don't deserve this! I would love to be burdened by you if you could be alive tomorrow damn it!"
"Trunks, I-,"
"We all love you! The world wouldn't be the same without you! You shouldn't be dead! You should be alive and doing all of the annoying things you do! Cause we can't live without it! I can't live without it!"
It's been a couple days since that weird energy source. Vegeta made sure to train Trunks and Bulla both.
Trunks was actually focused today. And Vegeta noticed it.
"Okay boy. I don't mean to be the dad you always wanted-,"
"There's a first time for everything, old man." Trunks countered attack with a kick to his head. Vegeta smirked, cracking his neck.
"Shut up. Now, what's going on with you? You're not a teenager anymore, so it isn't hormones. Is it about Brat #2?"
"HE ISN'T A BRAT!"
"It's about Brat #2. Listen up, because I'm not going to say this again. Br–Goten will be missed if he dies, I can't deny that. But if he dying makes you so focused, what will you do if he died, right now?"
"What?"
"I've been trying to avenge the saiyans, and my father, for decades. But, is it really worth it? They're not able to be brought back from the dead. No matter how many times someone gets resurrected with the Dragonballs, there is still a limit. There's nothing you can do about it. And, don't tell anyone this. But, your mother helped me realize it."
Trunks couldn't help but smile at his words. He was right. He needs to stay focused, wether or not Goten lives or dies.
He will win against the enemy. And he will survive. That's a promise.
"Come on! What do you want to talk about?" Bulla's boyfriend—Kaiyō— probed. He had dark blue hair, and his eyes were a soft emerald green.
"Kaiyō, I wanna break up!" Bulla blurted. Kaiyō blinked.
"Why?"
"I don't love you anymore!" Bulla cried. Kaiyō sighed, sitting beside her.
"That's just impossible. Is something going on?"
"No!"
"Bulla. You can tell me. It's alright if you love someone else. Things like this, I mean, they don't usually last long."
"How do you-,"
"My mother died right after I was born. My father didn't even bother dating, 'cause he knew they wouldn't last. When the one you love goes away...you can't really, get back on your feet."
"It's not you."
"Of course it isn't."
"My friend, he's sick. And, I can't leave him. I overheard him saying that ever since I told him I was dating you, he got sick and now..."
"He has a broken heart."
"What?" Bulla gasped. Kaiyō took out a cigarette out his pocket and lit it.
"You can die from having a broken heart. It's just how the body reacts to certain things."
"Your heart isn't broken?" Bulla asked.
"I'm kinda sad, don't get me wrong, but—it's just different, I guess." He shrugged.
"S-So, are we, exes now?" Bulla asked.
"No. We can still be friends. Good luck."
"Good luck?"
"Yeah. You know, to get your man?" He winked. Bulla blushed.
"DAMN IT KAIYŌ!"
Sorry for the OOC of Vegeta! If you didn't like it, please give me feedback!
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