My Baby Shot Me Down

by Dr. Momo

Gohan and Videl were supposed to get married, but she never showed up, and neither did the best man, Goten. They return after five years, with a girl. Her name's Pan. When Videl says she's not happy, Gohan tries to refuse the forbidden fruit but is at battle for his yearn for the only woman he has ever loved. Would it really be wrong if he was taking back what was originally his?

2. Sour Girl

Dun Dun Dun! I do NOT own DBZ

or its characters! Nothing a marriage

proposal won't fix though…

This chapter is dedicated to Scott Weiland. RIP you rockstar.

My Baby Shot Me Down: Chapter 2: Sour Girl

"Gohan… You have to get out of bed… It's been a month…"

"Go away!"

Trunks stood by the door of his friend. A month. How the time has flown by. Thirty days since the best man and bride rode off into the sunset. Leaving a poor miserable fool who's only crime was loving, in a dark pool of self loathing.

"Come on! Sharpner brought those doughnuts you love so much!" Trunks grinned, hoping the man would get out of his prison.

"Shove it up you're a-"

"Gohan! Please! If you don't get up by will, I'm gonna have to carry you out myself!"

The man's response was to cover his head with the thick comforter. He remained silent before speaking again. "Hey Trunks?" he moaned.

The younger boy's eyebrows arched up in hope. He leaned over, hands on his hips. "Yeah?"

"Do we have cue tips?"

Trunks looked confused but answered anyway. "Yeah, why bud?"

Gohan let small hole be the only window between him and the outside world. "I was hoping you could clean your ears because you apparently didn't hear a damn word I've said!"

Trunks flung his arms up and walked out of the room. "Sharpner! You deal with him!" he cried, swiping a chocolate covered donut before surrendering to Gohan's couch.

The blonde accompaniment shook his head in disapproval. He couldn't believe that things ended this way. It was such a terrible wedding… good food, but terrible wedding. All the guests left whispering and gossiping about the failed ceremony. Gohan didn't step foot back into the location, so the bad news was to be given by the groomsmen. Gohan spent the entire night drinking away his pain.

Sharpner pushed back his long blonde hair. He winced at the memory. He truly was disgusted by the situation. Who could ever do that to such a sweet guy? Sharpner made his way towards Gohan's room and knocked as he entered. "Gohan? Hey come on buddy, you gotta eat something."

Gohan remained quiet. He didn't understand what the point was? How could he have been so blind? The worst part of it all was, that he stilled loved that woman with every fiber of his being. He couldn't even wrap his head around the fact that she had deceived him. And not just with anyone… with his own blood. His brother… His brother.

How mortified his parents had been when they found out their youngest had done something so filthy and despicable. He had been offered to stay with them, but he declined. He wanted to suffer in solitude. He didn't go home for about a week after the incident. He would spend his days being "distracted" by Trunks and Sharpner, and his nights drinking. Trunks had let him stay in his apartment until Gohan decided it was time to face his home. Where memories of Videl remained untouched, and un-disposed of.

"I'm not very hungry," he grunted. He really wasn't. His appetite went from healthy to completely deteriorated.

"I brought your favorite scotch," Sharpner tempted.

Gohan was intrigued. "You're gonna let me drink at ten in the morning?"

Sharpener shrugged. "It's five o'clock somewhere, right?" he soothed out.

Gohan let the comforter reveal his face. He raised his eyebrows and contemplated the invitation. "Bring the bottle."

Sharpner waved his index finger. "Nope. You want it? Go get it."

Gohan squinted at the proposition. There was no way- he did like to drink… It couldn't hurt. He hesitantly removed his comforter and swung his legs over the side of his bed. He could use a shower too… He ran his hadn all over his face, and his fingers detected quite a bit of stubble… a shave wouldn't kill him either.

Sharpner had been hovering over him, surprised he had managed to get the dirty man out of bed. "Come on. I don't have a millennia ya know."

Gohan glared and muttered under his breath. "You know, I was left at the alter right? A real friend would have brought the bottle to me."

Sharpner laughed. "Yeah, but a real friend doesn't let you get flabby either."

"Screw you man. Let me mourn my failed relationship that ate away at me."

Gohan managed to make it to the kitchen without stumbling to much. Sharpner had been right behind him, to make sure that he didn't make a complete ass of himself. As soon as Gohan reared his face out of his room, Trunks yelped.

"Hallelujah! He cometh!" he joked. "How'd ya manage that Sharpner?"

"I told him there was scotch," he responded cunningly.

"Good lie," Trunks laughed shaking his head in disbelief. "Like we'd let him drink at ten in the morning."

Gohan became irritated. They lied to him? Why was it always him? "You guys are jerks!"

Trunks placed his hands on his hips. "No, we just hate seeing you in such a gloomy condition. Now go get showered because we're taking you to brunch!" The stench of Gohan's filthy body loomed even after the man had left the room, leaving Trunks to pinch his nose shut. "Sweet Dende, he doesn't need a shower; he needs a new body he smells so bad!"

Sharpner nodded in agreement. "Give him a break Trunks… it's only been a month since Mr. and Mrs. Trash ran off like the rats that they are."

Trunks never liked to think about what those two had done. It only reminded him, that he knew all along.

*Rubs back of head* Eheheh… sorry not sorry that I haven't updated in what? 1.5 years? I'm a busy high schooler what can I say? XD REVIEW and tell me what you think of Trunks knowing the entire time babies.

Momo out!