"Goten? Why are you still up?" asked Future Trunks
No answer.
"Goten?" he tried again
And once again there wasn't a response. Worried the older male approached the replica of a hero long gone. However this boy who now sat by the window reminded him of his own lover who he had left behind.
Someone he had hurt deeply, someone he vividly remembered kissing. Lips that made his body quiver in excitement, fingers that set a fire places in his heart. Things he had traded in for his selfishness and like a coward he ran away leaving behind... a broken man.
"Why? Why did you do this to me?" were the pleas
One's that he deserved to hear. Because the pure love he had, started drowning. Becoming twisted and cold. A part of him wasn't simply love struck, no it simply became fucked up...
"I love you"
He wanted to yell from the bottom of the lake his heart had drowned in. Words that would never surface because it's vibrations would simply fuse with the guilt and the darkness in his heart.
The monster that was once caged had quenched it's thirst. Something he couldn't control anymore.
I feel it deep within it's just beneath the skin, I must confess I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become. It's darkness has just begun...It's hiding in the dark, it's teeth are raiser sharp, there's no escape for me its wants my soul it wants my heart. No one can hear me scream, maybe it's just a dream. Maybe it's just inside of me...stop this monster
And seeing the clone before him slightly unleashed the monster. That was until he noticed that dangerously low ki coming from the other saiyan.
"Oh, sorry. Mirai I didn't hear you come in" he whispered.
Something was terribly wrong with this picture, the once lively expression looked fragile borderline broken. He seemed to be clutching his stomach and his breath seemed ragged and a very pale completion tied the broken man before him together.
"Could you stay with me until I fall asleep" Goten asked
Mirai couldn't deny his mate anything, this man wasn't the one he had marked but the same rules applied, no matter what dimension.
"Gladly" he smiled. Trying to reassure the boy.
As he walked over to where the boy sat, he proceeded to grab a blanket nearby, extending his hands
"Come here" he cooed
The teenager did as he was told encircling his arms around the build waist, placing his head at the crook of the others chest. Only to find a clash with warm skin against his own cold skin.
..how long had he been like this he() thought.
For some minutes they stayed like that until he proceeded to lift the young saiyan in his arms. Placing him by the window once again. Goten hadn't paid attention because in his mind there was a battle,
"It was selfish of me wasn't it? To be held by a man that resembled the one I truly love...But heart please understand that this might be the last time...to be held like this. We have to give up...because you, Trunks, are the last person I wanted to see unhappy, this child might ruin your happiness and I can't do that...So this might be it...Males don't have children that is what the humans say. You're only 16 with the thought of being a father never crossing your mind. Goodbye my almost lover, my hopeless dream. I'm trying not to think about you...I should of known you'd only bring me heartache"
And when he opened his eyes once again he noticed that the older Trunks had fallen asleep. Gently he removed himself from the others grasp, walking into an empty hallway. Dragging along with him a blanket he had found, since his skin was still cold. Walking past every room he found himself walking towards the living room, making a left through the giant mansion with no destination in mind...when suddenly he had heard the silent wails of a child, and so he proceeded to walk in that direction
"What's wrong Bra-Chan?" he asked her. Her small hands signaling him to pick her up. Tears were falling from her face and gently he rubbed her tears away. Only to be rewarded with a sloppy kiss to his cheek.
'Let's go to the piano room" he told her, a place he of course had never visited before but he remembered hearing about it.
After getting lost for about five minutes he had found the said object basking underneath the moon light...
"Slowly I'm holding you closely..." he sang
And as the baby curiously touched the piano key a beautiful sound echoed through the walls.
One that I have heard before, a noise that broke whatever wall it was I had spent building over the years smothering my body in a memory long forgotten. A single note that had found its way deep within my heart spreading through my veins. But I was scared to touch it again, afraid that this dream would waver the music.
"Wishing for this, hoping..." he sang again
However this time the breeder decided to sit down, placing the baby in a cocoon of blankets that nestled on top of his thighs. Her curious eyes dancing across the room wondering what was next. When suddenly her curious blue eyes found his dark ones. Sweetly he smiled at her.
And once my fingers found their rightful place, it felt like the long lost memory was slowly resurfacing, gasping from the long breath it had taken. I played the notes and it seemed like my body hadn't forgotten this haven. Soon it's soft melody echoed through the walls, guiding it's soft rhythm back into my heart, because this would be the first song I would sing for my child...
(Christina Aguilera All I need)
"Kissing your lips. Kissing you top to toe. Wishing for this, hoping for all you know.
Hearing you breathe, you leave and return. Oh how we take, how we give, we learn.
Taking my time, seeing the signs, letting you guide me home.
Watching you grow, letting you know you are my only
You bring me hope when I can't breathe
You give me love, you're all I need
Slowly I'm holding you closely. You're wrapped in my arms. And you're inside me
I tell you my fears, telling you everything. Telling the truth to you gives me wings
Free with my words, free as a bird I am flying high
Looking at you, everything new, you are my life
You bring me hope when I can't breathe
You give me love, you're all I need
Slowly I'm holding you closely. So happy to carry you inside me...
I'll feed you love and I hope it's enough to inspire you through suffering, holding you up
The pace of the rhythm decreasing it's pace
La la la la...
The song had finished, but his heart had been filled with so much happiness he petted his stomach wondering if his child had heard his silent melody. However his motions stopped once a certain saiyan princess had clasped her tiny hand around his pointing finger, sleeping with no care in the world. He smiled and couldn't help but think the many wonderful moment he would build with his own child. That changed however, when a certain saiyan yelled in excitement
"AHAhahah this is it. The true saiyan race. Fight until your soul's are quenched. BIG GANG ATTACK! "
"Hey Vegeta your taking this to serious!" yelled Gohan
"Dad?" questioned M. Trunks and Trunks
"AHHHHHHH" yelled Vegeta
"Is that all you have PRINCE!" yelled Brolly
Despite the fight outside Goten proceeded to place a sleeping baby in her crib
"What the hell?" Trunks whispered noticing the weird energy coming from Goten. More specifically the alarming rate at which the energy surrounding him was increasing. Such energy made a bad feeling creep up his body, the hairs on his head increased and it felt as if the pit of his stomach had fallen. Instantly he looked around wondering if anyone else had felt the interesting fluctuation of energy
"What's happening?" asked Vegeta
On the other hand Goten was slowly walking back to his room ready to at least take a nap. But before he even stepped onto his bed he placed his hand once again at the slight bump growing there,
"Thank you...for being born to me" he smiled
Suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks his vision blurred his breath quickened his mind didn't produce any thoughts and a horrible scream pierced the air
"AHHHHHH" Goten screamed
All of them immediately rushed in,
"Fuck!" screamed Mirai and instantly proceeded to hug the young boy, cooing him to stop. But in the drunkenness of power his energy reached that of super-saiyan and instantly throwing the older male against the wall
Energy, cold energy filled the air, eyes that held no color and a primitive growl could be seen and heard from the younger saiyan. Trunks eyes were wide once he noticed the blood pouring from his best friends eyes. Gohan however was the one to hug his brother this time
"I'm here little brother...I'm here" he whispered and proceeded to knock him out, the limp body falling against Gohans own
Vegeta placed his hands on the boys stomach
"No, I didn't think this was going to happen" Vegeta grunted
"What?" asked Trunks(who had now recuperated. Due to shock)
"The child is killing the brat from the inside"
Nothing happened in that moment. Not even the shock that Goten was pregnant.
7:00am-Orange High
I find myself at the steps of Orange High, the very same school my brother came to and graduated from, and for some reason something heavy weighs at the back of my mind. Gluing me to the cement. A feeling of hopelessness that seemed to creep up my body and its screams piercing the back of my head, ones that no one would be able to hear. A disparity no one could save me from
"Come to think about it, I didn't see anyone this morning. Plus there was this giant hole in the wall" he thought
Room 203 -after getting lost for about 40 minutes
Goten walks in last to a group of students talking amongst themselves. 20 desks all stationed in perfect rows of 5, in where 15 of those desks were occupied by other girls and boys roughly his age.
The girls/boys all stare up at Goten blankly as 'she' enters the room. Goten doesn't pay attention because he looks to be in a mild state of shock as he gazes around from girl to boy, to the clouds outside seen from the windows. Suddenly Goten's eyes land on the lone desk in the rear of the room.
"Have a seat" An older woman speaks.
He looks up to meet the same eyes of a woman he had saved days ago. But he wouldn't address her in any way that wasn't formal since school had now officially started. And so the young mother debates whether to sit at the desk away from the front, to the one up in the front. Finally he decides to sit with the other students delicately, as if he were a visitor in a complete stranger's home choosing the one in the front
"It's 8:07. Brief's why are you late?"
Trunks looks at her and smiles sitting at the back of the room not bothering to answer her question
"Starting tomorrow, this door will be locked at 8:00"
After her announcement the teacher points to the blackboard where her name is written quickly followed by five question.
"I'll start. My name is Launch Shinhan. My favorite color is blue...What I do well? I sing pretty well. And I'm here because I like to teach. Who wants to go next?" she asked
The blond teacher decides to call upon the girl who had taken the vacant seat to Goten's right
"My name is Borra. I was born here. My favorite color is purple. And I am here because I want to get my GED" she smiles
"Can...I...go?" I timidly spoke
She gently smiles "Okay Goten."
The air is sucked out of the room. Everyone is looking at me now. Everybody see's me. And I wish that I was the kid in the back of the room everyone ignored
Goten exhales
"My name is Son Goten. I like all the colors and I've never been to school."
"Something you do well" the teacher asks
"Nothing"
Softly she speaks again "Everybody is good at something."
"Nothing" he repeats his voice breaking a-little
The room waits
"I can play the piano..." he states never raising his head to make eye contact
"And" she beckons
"I never..."
The room continues to wait
"Well...I never talked in class before. I guess now I could do that too."
"How does it make you feel?" she asks
Goten looks around but seems to be searching inside more than anywhere else.
"here...it makes me feel here..."
The class is quickly taken aback. Such a simple and honest answer that engulfs the room in pity, nearly bringing his teacher to tears. Goten however smiles as if having just made it ashore from a ship lost at sea.
The teacher resumes her lecture and android 17 can't help but look at the young raven listening intently to the lecture at hand. For many years, he had known Goten and more than anyone else he knew how badly Goten's back was hurt, because on that dreadful night he was there to heal it. A horrible scar from a horrible mother. This being the final product...a boy who doesn't realize how much he truly is loved
You see that tends to happen when your mother doesn't love you, and your father never comes home. In that kind of environment the confidence that you are loved doesn't exist. Because of that you wonder what others think of you? His trust has been betrayed. By the ones he trusted to love him unconditionally. Repeatedly heartbroken time and time again. In that place where families are supposed to come together, where the wind and rain should never reach him, where a peace like no other is suppose to be found...In that house which should of been warm, was always battered relentlessly by the cold rain...allowing him to close the deepest part of his heart from everyone...and so he lies because he doesn't want to be a burden he hides afraid to accept something he never had... It pains me to watch him
I look at him since somewhere in-between my thoughts I move, "You might want to try paying closer attention to your surroundings. Your house isn't the whole world. There are people who accept you the way you are"
His eyes, his breath, his lips that looked at me with such passion, this lonely boy I had grown up with had taken a part of me that I wanted him to keep. Was it weird to have fallen for him? I don't think I fell in love with the idea of what he was or is. No, I think this love arose from the need he has or had for me. The idea of being needed by him made me only look at him. And that was where my hatred for Trunks arose because somewhere along the lines he didn't need me anymore, he needed him...
A part of me wanted you to accept me like you had back in the day...before I too left you. And so I held your hand, and your fingertips curled around mine, but I knew it was due to your naive-ness because no one ever taught the special meaning between these intimate acts. The symbolism behind a kiss, the intimacy of making love or the sacredness of me holding your hand. I was glad because I would be able to kiss you and tell you the contrary and you would believe it. However holding your hand like this I wanted to let you know that with all my heart...that even if you don't love me the way I want you to...I promise that
If you get hurt, then I'll support you
If you can't move, then I'll fight in your place
If you're in pain , then I'll bare your pain
...Because we're friends, right?
And in that moment the warmness of your hand lets go. And I stare at my hand
"Is it okay if I go to the nurses office? My stomach hurts" he quietly speaks. No one pays attention to him, except for my cousin Borra. And the confusing gaze coming from the prick Briefs, who in turn glares at me, so I do what any normal human would do and flick-him-off. Fucking Bastard
"Sure" Launch smiles
Quietly he leaves.
Nurse's Office
"Brolly?" he screams
Brolly smiles "Yo. I'm your nurse. You didn't think I would leave you alone with your cub?" he asks
Goten lays down on the bed closing his eyes taking a deep breath, he still had to tell Gohan.. Plus the fact that this morning he didn't see anyone put this burden over his shoulders, almost as if they were hidding something
"Trust your brother more" Brolly speaks
"Wha, how did you know?"
Brolly ruffles his hair "Your like an open book sometimes"
"Hey, Brolly?" I ask
"Yeah"
"How come your in Super Saiyan mode?"
He looks at me, "Helps me train?"
Training. I guess that was the difference between a full saiyan and a half-breed like myself. We lose that passion sometimes. Other times were drowned in it. Two side of one coin...
"Hey Brolly?" I call again
"hmmm" he responds
"Where was everyone this morning" he asks
Brolly smiles at him..."How's the kid" he changes the subject
"Fine" he smiles
"So he doesn't remember" Brolly thinks
"Brolly?" Goten question again
"Hmmm" he responds
"I feel weird" he mumbles
Brolly quickly moves to his sides lifts his shirt slightly looking at his abdominal. And what he saw shocked him...below his chest a giant bruise covering his lower left ribs
"Goten?" he speaks rather harshly
"Hmm" Goten responds warmly
"Here eat this" handing him a senzu bean
"Okay" he replies
As he finishes eating the little bean he sees the bruise quickly fading, probably the outburst from this morning had caused him a broken rib...Brolly had suspected that Goten probably never looks at a mirror, explaining why he hadn't noticed the bruise. Especially since being a saiyan makes one immune to human pain explaining why he hadn't felt something through the day...they only felt punches from stronger opponent...unless caught off guard
"Go to lunch" he smiles while ruffling the others hair
As Goten leaves he notices stairs leading up to the roof he runs up the stairs, reaching the second floor he notices Trunks talking to some girl, the young boy quickly hides
"Trunks, we're having a party tonight. Want to join us" Pan quietly asks
Trunks roughly rubs the back of his head
" Nah I think I'll pass. I have a certain someone to remove from my house. So I must build a time machine, something that will travel in the third dimension" trying to explain as he goes off into a tangent about the physics behind his plans
"Umm...what?" she sweat drops
Trunks laughs "sorry, I'm really trying to get rid of my perverted brother...so I get passionate about my work sometimes"
Before Pan even asks a question Goten decides to run by 1) trying to run by quickly not to be noticed 2) they had moved in-front of the stairs
Trunks quickly notices a familiar ki and notices Goten running past him
"Chibi stop running in your condition!" he scolds, leaving behind a very pissed of teenage girl
Goten doesn't listen to his warning and continues running feeling that he is close to his destination, once there he quickly opens the door and sees the beautiful skies quickly printing to the edge not fearing it's consequences. He hadn't learned how to fly but he figured that this would be the closest he would ever get.
"You're too close to the edge" someone calmly speaks
Goten quickly turns around startled by the sudden noise.
"Who are you?" Goten tilts his head
"Android 16" he calmly speaks
"I'm Goten, nice to meet you" he smiles brightly
Trunks quickly reaches the roof
"Goten!" he screams. The said saiyan flinches
"Get off the edge now!" he demands
"Boo, Trunks your no fun..." he whines
Trunks proceeds to glare
"Trunks this is android 16, android 16 this is Trunks"
They turn to each other and nod
"TEENNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" someone yells
Goten giggle "Hey android 17"
"Oh he's here" 17 dejectedly stated
"Come one let's all get along" Goten tried to calm the storm
16 just stands by his side watching both boys (17 and Trunks) argue about kami knows what
"UNCLEEEEEEEEE" someone else yells
The giant orange haired teen calmly smiles "Hey Borra"
"What's going on there?" she quietly asks
Goten responds "Fighting"
They look at each other "Oh, I'm Goten"
"Borra" she smiles back
"Actually I'll be right back, I want to join the fight" she smiles
And soon it was a three way battle, neither side showing any le-way
Goten laughs. For some odd reason this situations just...interestingly weird, his voice quickly stopping whatever anger had accumulated between the three. They all watch him...a laugh so contagious that it makes everyone smile as they watch
"I'm sorry, it's just...so..." he gasps while tears of laughter fall down his face... clutching his stomach he realizes
In my crippled heart...hope overflowed. I finally realized what it was that I had been looking for...In the deepest part of my heart I wanted to be loved with all my faults, I wanted to find someone who was willing to love me, because I didn't want to be alone anymore, because somewhere in my heart this was what I was looking for
Hey dad up in heaven, your son has made his first friends
Wow I finally Have updated wooo...Crazy hectic days attacked me, but I wanted to update for Halloween...So here is my treat for you guys . Hope you enjoyed the chapter, this chapter had given me the most trouble by far...but I think I like this final product and I hope you do too
Things that Don't belong to me:
Monster by Skillet
Christina Aguileras -All I need
Some of Goten's and 17's thoughts were taken from this manga...I don't remember which one
And some other things I don't remember now T^T
Special Thanks:
Zoey Cruise- Then my job here is done...jkjk
Just Jazzy- Well here is the next update sorry for the long wait
RaynieceMalfoy- Ah thank you so much for taking a time and rediscovering your love for DBZ and choosing to read my story...Don't worry they are meant for each other but everyone knew that ahhahaha...you'll just have to wait right
Anonymous-Awww shucks thank you so much. Here is the new update I hope you enjoyed it
NiceNipps-Hahah the last chapter was the first time we ever saw Future Trunks. It's another twist in my story. Once again sorry for the confusion
Thank you once again for taking the time in reading this, honestly it means alot...See you around the next update
