Yea, chapter 10 right here! Sorry for the delay, but there was and still is a virus threat on my comp and we're trying to get rid of it but it's being stubborn and won't leave and pissing me off. Oh, btw, school has started about a week ago. I'm a Junior, wow! Buty already I have so much stuff to do for my AP/IB classes. It sucks, oh well, if it gets me into a good college, eh. So yea guys, MORE REVIEWS MAKE ME WRITE FASTER! Just a little happy note.

Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall/Z/GT

RIP: Steve Irwin as many of you know, or don't know, is dead. He was stung in a freak attack by a sting ray through his heart and died. I cried when I first saw it on the news. Animal Plant will never be the same. T.T... So I just want to say, Rest in Peace Steve Irwin aka "The Crocodile Hunter" and I hope his family is doing well.

Hunger Point

By: BlackTigerG2

Chapter Ten

"The hatred you're carrying is a live coal in your heart-far more damaging to yourself then to them."

-Lawana Blackwell

Where I live if someone gives you a hug it's from the heart.
- Steve Irwin - The Crocodile Hunter

"I have no fear of losing my life – if I have to save a koala or a crocodile or a kangaroo or a snake, mate, I will save it."

- Steve Irwin - The Crocodile Hunter

(I love these qoutes...we'll miss you Steve)

Steve Irwin

1962-2006

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ChiChi stood in front of C.C.'s kitchen counter as she held the top of the tea pot to pour the green tea into the small cups, all this talk about her son and Goku and all that hate that Goten kept bottled up inside himself. It made her nerves bundle and it was quite uncomfortable. It all came to her as a shock...well...not really. There were clues, but she brushed them off as nothing. The cold glares at whoever brought up Goku in conversations or when they compare him to her husband. The back talking to not only her but to Gohan and his school teachers. How he dressed, was much more darker than what he wore when he was younger. The harsh exterior, but these symptoms only came up everyone in awhile, it wasn't like he was a complete uh...what's that word again...emo.

"Why didn't I talk to him more...how could I miss everything?" She put down the tea pot and took a sip from her half full cup...or was it half empty? The liquid cascaded down her throat and soothed her pent up vains. Warmth filled her stomach as it settled there. She gave a soft, but sad smile. Her son...her baby, the one who was like her savior when Goku died in the Cell Games. When she found out that she was pregnant she cried, tears of joy staining her cheeks when Bulma said that was with child again. At first she doubted that she could raise Gohan--a young teen and a new baby both at the same time with Goku gone for good, she first thought when she heard the news. But a calmness blanketed her doubts when she placed her hand over her stomach and thought of what--or rather who was inside her. Whether the baby was a new son or daughter, she would love it because it was Goku's. Hers and Goku's. That's how she saw it.

So because of the birth of little Goten she was able to continue on, because someone so small and innocent needed her. She was needed again, Gohan was a Super Saiyan and didn't need his mommy as much anymore, he was either with Piccolo or Krillin or off studying like she wished he would do. But she wanted to be needed at the same time. Not just to clean her house and do the laundry, but to tend to the small person inside her, when he was hungry, tired, sad or happy she was needed. That meant something. It was love. And that's what kept her going--that's how Goten saved her. Another smile graced her lips, but then a scowl when she burned herself. Her reviere was broken when the tea cup that she didn't even remember filling overflowed and dripped down the counter on to her thigh and leaked through her clothes. Burning her skin a bit. Not so much as to hurt her, but startle her, and make her feel like a fool.

"Damn, this is gonna stain..." Taking a nakin to the tea spot ChiChi scrubbed ferociously, "I'm such a clutz..." ChiChi cleaned up the mess with more napkins and some soap, tossing the dirty paper napkins into the trash. Then she eyed the pot knowing that it will leave a stain on the counter if she didn't remove it, picking it up she headed toward the stove again. Though within a flash, the floor came rushing up to her, her body descending to the ground. She shrieked a meek 'eeee' as she waited the kitchen floor to greet her.

Still waiting...

Still...

No?

"H-huh? What?" She opened her eyes that were clenched too tight and gave her a headache, her face was a mere foot or so away from the very clean tile floor. ChiChi then felt a foreign, yet familiar, pressure around her waist, looking down she saw two large arms with thick blue wrist bands holding on to her tight, like the breath in her chest. She began to pant more heavily and shook a bit as she turned her head to look behind her.

Her head shook as if saying no as she breathed the name of the person who is that cause of this trouble,but she couldn't help but leap into his arms,"GOKU!"

Goku cradled his small wife into a hug as his arms came to wound around her like a belt too many sizes too big and held her like he did when they used to fly on Nimbus together.

"Hi, ChiChi!" Same old cheery Goku, his greeting was bombacious and loud, with a hint of immatuarity. ChiChi pulled back, still in Goku's arms and looked up the man that left with the strange boy at the tournament almost two years ago, but felt like 100 years to her. Her small hand came up to wipe away the tears that seemed to escape, unbeknowest to her, "Goku...you're here..."

"Yeah! I just searched for your ki and I used Instant Transmission only to find you falling to the floor ..and well here we are, haha!" ChiChi smiled with her husband closing her eyes as she laughed, but then was caught off guard when a pair of hot lips fell upon hers. It was a rare occurance for Goku to kiss her first, usually it was her to have to get the ball rolling when it came to marital affection. She kissed back with vigor and Goku open his mouth again to take her's again. Goku's large hand left her waist to travel up her back and to take refuge on the back of her neck, then without ChiChi's knowing, pulled her hair out of the tight bun and let it fall down her back.

When they broke apart, ChiChi swayed, eyes half lidded, like a drunk, but her poison of Goku's kiss...

'He's back...he's here...wait until I tell the boys--'

"Wait! Goku!"

"What is it Chi?" Goku looked down at the small woman with a big stupid grin on his face.

"So many things have happened since you left! I just don't know where to start...I let our family fall apart Goku--Goten, he's gone and left with Trunks who kidnapped him, Gohan went after him but I know he's gonna lose his temper and something bad's gonna happen, maybe even kill him and I don't know what to do and--IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!"

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"...GET THE FUCK OFF OF HIM, BREIFS!"

"GOHAN!"

The two younger boys, in a most compromising position, Trunks on top of the younger demi bare assed with Goten wiggling under him equally stark naked with a flushed expression looked at the anger older brother--the boy who defeated Cell--looking like he came for blood. Trunks scurried off of his lover and grabbed for the boxers in the corner and slipped them on as fast as he can, his eyes never leaving Gohan's, in fear that he would attack. Goten's whole body turned red in shame as he clutched at the blankets, covering his nakedness from his brother who was ready to kill. The blankets bunched high at his chest, scared that Gohan might do something he'll regret later on.

"Gohan! Please understand that--"

"Understand! Understand what! That you're acting like a little slut and letting Trunks do whatever the HELL he wants with you! That you're allowing him to fuck you so willingly, YOU are too young for this! Is that what I am supposed to understand Goten!" The younger brother shivered on the bed back away from Gohan, his back hitting the wall behind him, still shaking as he tried to answer the angry older brother, his voice came out in croaks, "...well..I..I...I..and...things...and..."

"WELL, IS IT!

Goten began to cry, using the blankets to hide his face, as his brother yelled at him with such force, a force that Gohan never used unless he fought an evil that threatened the Earth, but this was Goten, his baby brother, who he raised along side his mother...Goten!

"YOU BASTARD!" Trunks finally spoke up, now dressed in his pants and a shirt that was buttoned up in a hurry and were not in their proper holes and was wrinkled, "HOW DARE YOU MAKE MY BOYFRIEND AND YOUR BABY BROTHER CRY LIKE THAT! HAVE YOU NO HEART, GOHAN!" The eldest demi-Saiyan felt his throat hit his stomach as he turned his gaze back to his baby brother who curled up deeper into the blankets to hide his shame from his brother who he thought, hated him. His face was red and wet from salty tears running courses over his cheeks and down his neck, parts of his long hair, matted to the wetness and looked to be quite uncomfortable and gross. Quakes echoed through the passages of his innerds, shaking so hard, giving him a headache as his sobs and loud hiccups floated in the air. But even this sight couldn't diminish the anger towards Trunks, who took Goten from the very people who only wanted to help him.

It's all his fault, not he had to face the consequences, "Trunks," he said firmly, clenching his fist at the younger boy merely five or so feet away from him, "You simply do not understand what is wrong with Goten, he has a problem..multiple problems actually--problems that you cannot solve on your own. He needs professional help--people who know on how to treat his disorder, and that is simply not you..."

"Disorder?" Trunks whispered, "You mean--you know?"

Gohan took a step toward the bed where Goten still lay quaking and shuddering, his crying not showing signs of it letting up any time soon, Trunks quickly saw his innocent movement and took his own step near his lover, quick as a flash Trunks blockaded Gohan from the small distraught form on the bed, his back never turning againsts the older man, "Not a step closer, Gohan, I mean it..."

Gohan took his step back again, trying his hardest to not rip Trunks to shreds so he can go and comfort his brother, "Trunks, he needs help you--"

"NO! You listen Gohan, I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but you are not getting anywhere near Chibi, he is fine, he is doing fine with me! Nothing is wrong with him anymore, why can't you just get that! I'm going to take care of him! Got it!" Gohan took a deep breath as he advanced on Trunks, the younger boy braced himself for an oncoming assualt...

"...stop...pl-please...Gohan..."

"Goten?" The eldest asked. The small, scared voice, a voice of that of a child, murmered throught the blankets, pleaded, anything, he couldn't take all this anymore, the yelling the screaming about him, when they are not even talking to him, "Goten-chan, are you okay?" Gohan walked towards him, when he got too close, Trunks stepped infront and shoved him away, "Trunks! Don't you see that he wants to talk to me! He needs me!"

"No! He needs me! He's just not thinking straight, Gohan...just go so he'll stop crying, go!"

"You bastard, you just...gah! You don't get it! Goten is messed up! He needs help, medication, and to be around people who won't hurt him!" Gohan advanced again only to be shoved off again.

"Hurt? You think I would hurt him! I love him!"

"I know you do Trunks, but Goten is messed up, physically and mentally, and I blame D---, look just let me talk to him...then I'll go, I promise I'll leave you alone..."

"JUST SHUT UP! PLEASE! JUST BE QUITE YOU TWO! IT'S SCARING ME!...It's too loud..."

Trunks looked back at Goten who finally emerged from the covers, no longer crying, but sniffling a bit to clear his eyes and nose, he nodded and smiled. Trunks smiled sadly and kneeled down to his uke and kissed him on the lips long and good then on the cheek, looking side ways at Gohan, as if cursing him, he side stepped away from the Son brothers, into a corner where he would be forgotten and to watch Gohan, to make sure he doesn't pull a fast one. He couldn't hear a word they were saying.

(Goten and Gohan)

"Hey baby bro..." Gohan threaded his hand through Goten's damp hair, "You okay? How you feeling?" He asked so softly, it was eerie, but it reminded Goten on hiw Gohan would be whenever he had a bad dream or wet his bed,"talk to me...please?" Using his thumb he wiped away a stray tear.

Goten wiped his nose on the blanket, "I'm okay..." he croaked, his voice quite and submissive, "Gohan, what's happening, I'm scared..I don't wanna go back to that place...you're taking me to that place again aren't you?" His glossy red eyes broke Gohan's heart but he knew what he had to do.

Gohan looked guilty, "Actually...yeah. Mom and I are so worried, what happened Goten? You were doing so good...well except all that trouble in school and stuff and back talking mom, but everything was okay up until..." He motioned to Trunks who leaned against the wall that could rival any Vegeta pose. Gohan crawled in the bed with Goten grabbing hold of his waist, frowning at his low weight, and pulled him into his lap, Goten's cheek resting on his chest, Trunks scowled, "Hey, I just want to help you, don't worry, I'll take care of you...I always have...but, I forbid you from seeing Trunks..." Goten's eyes widen at the shock, did Gohan really just say that? Goten shoved away slowly looking up at his brother's eyes, "He's not good for you."

The younger boy's head shook 'no' softly, Gohan frowned, "It's for your own good, he's the cause of this, Goten."

"No he's not, Gohan, he's not, he's not!" Goten leaped of the bed, tumbling to the floor, blankets and all, Trunks hurried to his side and puller him into his arms, covering whatever that wasn't hidden in under the blanket, Goten's face in Trunks' chest. Trunks scowled at the older brother, "He's not going with you, Gohan...just leave like you promised..."

A long awkward pause passed...Gohan lifted himself from the bed and walked out the door, never looking back.

"Chibi, are you okay?" Goten shook, and cried again, then his head perked up when his acute Saiyan hearing caught something thumping outside the door.

"KYOTO PD! OPEN UP! WE HAVE THE WARRANT FOR THE ARREST OF TRUNKS BREIFS FOR THE KIDDNAPPING OF A MINOR AND MENTALLY DISABLED PATIENT! OPEN THE DOOR OR WE WILL HAVE TO USE FORCE!"

"Trunks?"

"Damn you, Gohan-bastard."

Trunks panicked and reached for Goten's arm to pull him out on the veranda, "Hold on Chibi!" Goten did as he was told and held on to Trunks, just then, at least eight or nine cops stormed the bedroom, "FREEZE!" A cop with a large moustache ordered, his gun raised at the couple, but Trunks knew he wouldn't shoot with Goten in his arms, he took a deep breath and quickly picked up Goten bridal style, with only a blanket to cover his naked form and flew into the sky, making their escape.

Only the sounds of guns firing, warning shots, could be heard as the two demis flew off to who knows where. Not even Trunks knew that.

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:Gives Son Grin:

-BlackTigerG2