"Hey grandpa, grandma!" Pan's voice filled the room instantly.
Goku and ChiChi glanced up as Pan rounded the corner, her parents following closely behind. Goku's face immediately lifted into a smile, and ChiChi soon stood, embracing Pan lovingly.
"Grandma! I saw Bullas baby today!" Pan exclaimed with an excited sparkle in her eyes.
With a glance over her granddaughters shoulder, ChiChi gave a quizzical glance towards her son and daughter-in-law. Videl nodded, "Yep, ultrasound pictures. It's a boy."
ChiChi gave a squeal of glee and turned towards her husband, "Oh Goku! Did you hear that! Now we will have a granddaughter AND a grandson!"
Goku gave a chuckle and nodded, "That's great, ChiChi!"
Gohan sighed, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned back against the kitchen wall, "Well that's great and all, but what's the point of having a grandchild if you're never gonna see it."
ChiChi sighed, suddenly looking sad. She slowly lowered herself back to her seat, wrapping her hands around her coffee cup as if grasping for its comforting warmth, "I'm sure Vegeta will come around eventually, son. He's got to some time."
Gohan rolled his eyes, "Don't be so sure about that, mom. He's stubborn."
"Well isn't anyone going to tell Goten?" Pan piped up, sounding annoyed.
"Don't worry, I did." A voice sounded from the hallway, and as everyone looked baffled, Trunks strode into the kitchen with a smug look.
"Oh hi Trunks! When did you get here, hun?" ChiChi gave Trunks a welcoming smile.
With a warm smile towards ChiChi, Trunks nodded, "I've been here for a while. I...uh, swiped some of my sister's ultrasound pictures to show him." He shrugged, but looked more than pleased with himself.
ChiChi shot up like a rocket, her eyes wide enough that Trunks feared they might escape the confines of their sockets, "He's got pictures?!"
Trunks nodded, and stepped out of the way in anticipation for what he knew was about to happen, "Yeah. I figured you and Videl would want to see them. He still has them. He-"
Before Trunks could finish his sentence the women were pushing past him, practically running out of the room and down the hall.
Pan shrugged, "I wanna see too." Slowly, she followed her mother and grandmother from the room.
As quickly as flipping a switch Trunks smile folded from a smile into a frown. He rounded on Gohan and Goku before either saiyan could make so much as a peep.
"Goten told me what you did..."
Goku's face paled as quickly as if he had been painted white but Gohan stood seemingly unconvinced.
"What are you talking about?" Gohan shrugged, arms still crossed firmly over his chest.
Trunks took a step towards him, his frown curling into a maniacal smirk, "The only reason I waited this long to call you out is because I didn't want your wives to hear it."
Gohan and Goku exchanged glances; Goku's worried and nervous, Gohan's quizzical and disbelieving.
"Look, Trunks...I don't know what you mean, but-" Gohan smirked slightly, dismissing Trunks' statements.
"You raped my sister."
Gohan jumped with as much force as if he had been punched in the mouth, "Raped your...what?!"
Trunks' smirk deepened and he took another step towards Gohan, "You heard me. She's 15. How old are you, Gohan?"
Gohan looked towards his father as if searching for back up, but shook his head, "She threw herself at me."
Trunks was in his face now, his breath ragged and raging like a bull, "She is a child! YOU are the adult. A 38 year old ADULT."
Goku stood now, his chair clattering to the unforgiving tile floor as he got shakily to his feet, "Trunks! Oh God, please don't tell ChiChi." He now realized the severity of their situation.
Trunks wagged a finger in his direction, but shook his head, not taking his eyes off of Gohan's face, "I'm not done."
Looking disgusted, Gohan turned away, "This is stupid..."
Trunks pushed into his chest, slamming Gohan against the wall. Gohan's head smacked the wall hard, and he grimaced, but didn't move.
Trunks let out a growl sounding scarily like his father, his eyes twitching from his rage, "The only reason I'm not going to tell your wives is because I know how that would make my sister look. My sister is young, she made a mistake. You should know better. Did you think no one would ever find out?"
Still looking disgusted, Gohan didn't respond, so Trunks powered on "I don't ever want either of you near my sister ever again. EVER!" With his last barked command, he turned towards Goku.
"You! How could you! You're supposed to be this big hero, this bringer of justice. How could you do something so disgusting, so foul, so terrible? I used to look up to you! Do you have any idea how stupid I feel, putting a rapist up on a pedestal?"
Wringing his hands, Goku looked distraught. Avoiding Trunks eyes, he shook his head, "I am so sorry. I don't know why I did it. Trunks, I am so sorry! I knew it was wrong but I couldn't..." He trailed off, looking at the floor.
"I can't believe you, Goku..."
"What about Goten?" Came a question from across the room.
Trunks turned, looking towards Gohan. The saiyan uncrossed his arms, slowly striding towards Trunks. His face had changed, from a look of repulsion to a look of malice. He chuckled, his eyes dark as he studied Trunks.
"What about him, Gohan?"
"He's 26. If that's the logic you're using, well...she is carrying his baby. Why isn't he in this mess with us?"
Trunks shook his head, turning away from the father son duo. With a voice so low they both had to strain to hear him, he spoke with purpose "That's different and you both know it. She loves him."
Gohan rushed forward, grabbing Trunks' shoulder before he could leave, "If I'm a rapist because of my age, so is he."
Yanking away from Gohan, Trunks shook his head, "Fine! Then you're a rapist because you took advantage of a teenage girl during a vulnerable time. You might as well have drugged her..."
"Goten was there!" Gohan objected.
His eyes sliding closed as if he felt a deep inner pain, Trunks shook his head, "That's different...she wanted him there."
Gohan looked towards his father searching for help one more, but to no avail.
"She threw herself at me." Gohan stated once more.
His eyes sliding closed as if he were calming himself, Trunks took a deep breath, "I know that."
"Then why haven't you gotten on Goten's case?"
Trunks chuckled, turning towards the older saiyan, his eyes flashing with a maddening light, "You think I haven't? I know you saw what I did to him. I'd say considering what you two did I'm being very lenient..."
"Yeah right!" Gohan blurted out.
Without warning Trunks spun on his heels, his fist cocked back. Catching Gohan off guard, he swung and he landed a punch to Gohan's gut that doubled him over and forced the breath from his lungs. Reaching up to flick a piece of hair from his eyes, he chuckled.
"I'm not playing games here. Stay away from my sister." Trunks pointed towards Gohan, snarling.
Spinning his body to the left, he swung his leg upwards, and the side of his boot connected perfectly to the side of Gohans face. Gohan lurched sideways, hitting the tile floor hard, sliding back until he landed next to his father. Goku looked surprised, but kept his mouth closed.
Trunks ran his hands through his hyacinth hair, gathering his breath, "Just because I want to protect my sister's reputation, I won't tell my father. Just keep in mind, I could at any time. So if I were you two, I'd watch myself."
Without another word, Trunks left the room, and Goku bent down to help his battered son to his feet.
XXXXXXX
"Wow, Goten he's gorgeous!"
Sitting with his back pressed against the wall, Goten nodded. Since bursting into his room, Videl and his mother had been fawning over the ultrasound pictures Trunks had given him. Pan sat on his bed, her legs crossed, swinging over the edge of the bed next to her uncle.
"This is so weird."
Every eye turned towards Pan, and she shrugged, "Goten and Bulla, I never would have guessed it. You guys are so different."
Videl giggled, "Well sometimes opposites attract, sweetie."
Pan rolled her eyes, "I guess."
Videl looked up from the pictures, smiling, "No really, It's true. Just look at your grandparents."
Pan was silent for a moment, and then "So what's going to happen when he's born?"
Feigning stupidity, Videl shrugged. ChiChi's lips pursed to a thin white line, and Pan got a sudden feeling she had crossed a line. Though her mother opened her mouth to speak, it was Goten's voice that echoed around the room.
"I'm going to be there. Vegeta will not keep me from my son."
Pan looked at him, her hair hanging like a sleek black curtain down her back, "What are you gonna do?"
ChiChi spoke up now. "Vegeta will come around. Just you wait and see. A baby can change people."
"I have to see her. I can't take this anymore." Goten ground his teeth together in frustration.
Videl and ChiChi looked from the pictures to the bed, looking sad.
