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Author's Note:

Special thanks to Z for beta-ing and her everlasting support. If she didn't do it, you wouldn't be reading this!

Thanks to all the reviewers who are still with me till now and those who still call themselves my fans. This is for you.

Sinful

Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter

Chapter Nineteen: Crumble

: to break into small pieces intransitive verb 1 : to fall into small pieces : disintegrate 2 : to break down completely : collapse marriages crumble

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"Oh WOW!" His loud, excited voice rang through the hallway as Goten marvelled at the different flavours (and huge amounts!) of ice cream available to him. He ran towards the chocolate one. "I want of a bowl of this one, and then…" he pointed to the mint flavour, "a bowl of this…then this…and this…" He pointed at all kinds of ice cream, and quickly Salina and Christina obeyed his every whim.

Videl stood in a nightgown by the entrance of the kitchen. A drop of sweat rolled down her face. "Gohan… what do you plan on doing with him? He's only a child. How long is he staying for?"

Gohan uncrossed his arms. "He'll be staying here for a day or so." He looked at Videl and one corner of his lip rose. "He's my brother." The tall man walked to the little boy and joined in on the ice cream binging. Videl had no choice but to join or watch them.

After an hour of eating, Goten put down his thirty-seventh bowl and rubbed his stomach. "I don't feel too good," he whined. He looked at Gohan and then at Videl.

"Aw, that's probably because you ate too much ice cream." Videl reached out and wiped his face with a napkin. She could not help but fall for his innocent charms. And this was Gohan's brother?

Gohan put down his bowl next. "Come on Goten. I thought you could out eat me." He rubbed his stomach and looked at the little Saiyan. "You are a growing boy after all."

"That's no fair, Gohan. You're older than me. You can eat more," he said slowly. "I feel sleepy now. I ate too much." Then a yawn escaped his lips.

"I thought chocolate and sugar made kids massively hyper," Videl asked out loud.

Goten struggled to keep his eyes open but soon gave up. Once his head rested on the table, he was out.

"I hope you didn't drug him," Videl said, and another bead of sweat rolled down her forehead.

Gohan almost smiled at her accusation. "I would do no such thing." The half-Saiyan rose to his feet and lifted the child in his arms. He handled his brother carefully.

"I'm impressed."

"With what?" he asked, turning away from the human woman.

"That you got him to like you." Videl got up as well and followed the Saiyan en route to their bedroom.

At her comment, Gohan smirked, proud of himself. "You know I'm a good actor."

Her eyebrow rose and her hand cupped her elbow. "Oh… so you don't really like him?" Her voice was tinted with humour.

The half-Saiyan turned around and gave her a look that showed he was amused. "He's another one that I haven't quite met before. Or rather, didn't have a chance of knowing. He's innocent and very…"

She finished his sentence. "Unlike you." Her gaze was stuck on the little boy. "He's adorable."

Gohan's head turned in her direction. He wondered if he had ever been this happy before. And he wondered if he could be as happy as this boy was. "Yes, Goten is very unlike me."

Once Gohan put him under his bed covers, Videl asked him where they were supposed to sleep.

"I'm thinking of fire," he murmured. His fingers touched her hair.

"Fire?" she asked, nose scrunching. "You mean the library?" There was a fireplace there.

He nodded and she turned a little pink.

"A sleepover in front of the fire?"

He smirked at her. "Oh but we wouldn't just be sleeping."

Videl blinked at him but her hand grabbed his and then she began moving to the aforementioned room. The journey there was silent as they could not help but ponder on their life together.

Gohan contemplated the consequences of getting to know his brother, of taking Goku's child without permission.

Videl wondered why, lately, Gohan was behaving too different. Usually, around her, he was playful, but that was because of sex, she was sure. Just lately, he was too content. That was not normal.

She was certain she didn't make him this happy. Unless, of course, he was hiding something.

Goku flew to the top of the Lookout with worry written over his face. Mr. Popo instantly greeted the Saiyan and he felt a little insulted when met with a terse reply.

"Where's Dende?" Goku asked, panicked.

"I am here Goku," the Namek said from behind. "What can I help you with?"

"Do you know what happened to Goten?"

"He's alive," he replied, his eyes closed.

"But where is he? I flew around for hours looking… and I can't seem to spot him."

"When did he go missing?" Dende asked.

"This afternoon."

"If Goten was in trouble, he would be able to defend himself."

Goku's eyes narrowed. "I don't want my only other son to become missing." He was referring to Gohan. "I'm trying not to panic, but besides needles, this is one of my biggest fears."

Dende opened his eyes. "I haven't seen where he went but I have a feeling he has him. The one responsible for all the deaths."

Goku's nostrils flared. "Why? What does he need Goten for?"

Dende shook his head. Then he feared Goku for a moment. The rage in the Saiyan's eye. The bulged veins under his skin. "Goku… it's the Saiyan."

Then Goku roared. "WHAT SAIYAN!? THERE AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE ANY SAIYANS!" Without thinking about his words, or about how clear the explanation was, Goku flew off towards Capsule Corporation.

When Videl woke up she was fully covered with blankets. Her head throbbed when she got up but the pain soon subsided. She walked over to her room, peeping in to see if Goten was still asleep. When she did not see the little boy around, she assumed Gohan was with him and it was safe to change.

As she dressed in a spaghetti-strapped, loose dress, she examined her body. Videl did not bare her regularly frequent bruises. Instead her body was marked with red splotches…hickies.

For some reason, Videl felt the need to hide them but then she reminded herself she was isolated here. No one would see. Well, except Goten maybe, but he couldn't know where they came from.

The human smiled then and wondered what those two were up to. So she set off and looked for them.

Goku grew more and more frustrated and the search for Goten continued.

Dende, he was missing over night!

Chichi went ballistic.

Almost.

He didn't want to tell his wife, but he had to. "Chichi…"

Her eyes were glass-like and cold. Her mouth was set in a deep frown and her despondent form made her age more apparent. "Where is Goten?"

Goku swallowed hard. "He's okay."

She didn't even look at her husband though. "Then why isn't he under my roof Goku?" Her voice grew louder, more hurt, and yet, she couldn't look at her husband. "Why is he not at the table eating? Why isn't he in his bed sleeping?" She fisted her hands and she trembled, as if ready to explode.

But she couldn't. Not yet. Not…

Goku touched her shoulder and somehow he looked older than she despite his genetic predisposition. "I'm going to go get him back."

Chichi didn't say anything. She remained frozen. Immobile. Lifeless. Goku turned his back on his wife, trying to pick up on his young son's ki. Goten's ki signature

grew faint but he was still alive… Once Goku flew in the direction of the supposed ki something very strange would happen and it would lead Goku to no where. He enlisted Krillin, Trunks and Vegeta's help to go search for the little boy. Trunks became worried and helped without a fuss. Krillin likewise. Even Vegeta saw the pain in the younger man's eyes. He gruffed a little but the Prince of all Saiyans ultimately went out and searched for the little boy.

Goku floated in the air, scanning the ground before him. "Where are you!?" he cried out.

The birds scattered away, the animals grew silent, and the sun was beginning to show itself to the Saiyan.

"Sir, I'm sure we've found the house. It's heavily guarded. Some of our men have already perished when we tried to get closer. If you call it, we will go all out."

Hercule gripped the phone tight. If he attacked… would his daughter die? But he had no choice. "Do whatever you have to do to get my daughter back."

"No!" she heard a cry. Immediately she ran and saw Goten weeping in front of the television. He had lost in a video game.

"I see you guys are having fun with my Playstation," she remarked. She remembered teaching Gohan how to play games; video games were much as part of culture as pizza. At first, Gohan thought it was pointless, since it wasn't real, but he soon took a liking to it as he did to most of Earth's customs.

"Yup… and Gohan beat me again," Goten whined. He made a face at his brother, completely unaware that the sun was rising and a new day has come. He was unaware that he was away from home and his parents were going crazy looking for him.

Videl scanned the room and her nose wrinkled in slight disgust. There were random chip bags lying about, as well as a soccer ball, football, pillows and covers. But she reminded herself that some of that was her own doing. Then a random thought entered her head… would it be like this – messy- when I have children?

Goten interrupted her thoughts when he called her over to join them.

The first explosion they heard, Videl was the only one that jumped. Goten and Gohan continued to eat breakfast soundly.

"What was that?" she asked, eyes growing concerned.

Salina rushed in the room. "They're here."

Gohan rose from his chair. He was not planning on doing this so early but he had no choice. "How many are there?"

"There are several tanks and many men firing."

Gohan looked confused for a moment, but then he realized they were the men who were looking for Videl. "I guess the androids will deal with them."

The Earth rumbled and another explosion was heard.

"Why are people attacking Gohan?" Goten asked. There was just so much innocence in his eyes.

Gohan did not lie. "Some people want something precious that I have." He just did not tell him the full truth.

Videl's eyes met with his. Erasa must have found out the truth and helped them, she realized. And Hercule, her father, must have been working towards this since she was gone.

Boom.

The explosions continued. Goten stopped eating and grew scared. "I want my mommy. I want to go home. You said you'll go home with me!"

Videl tried to calm down the boy. "I'm sure Gohan will take you home soon, Goten." She gave her abductor a look.

Gohan nodded. "I have to see our father after all."

Reluctantly, Goten nodded and continued to eat. Once Gohan saw Goten was fine, he stood up. He felt it was time.

"I forgot I have something urgent to do," the half-Saiyan announced. Quickly, he changed into Saiyan armour then took another look at Goten and Videl who still sat at the table. Videl instinctively looked back at him and she was surprised to see the half-Saiyan come forward. He ruffled Goten's hair first before kissing Videl hard. Goten "ewwed" at the sight but they ignored him. Then Gohan said something that surprised her. "Good-bye Videl."

Videl's eyes narrowed. He never greeted her farewell. Like a wave, a certain odd sadness sunk in her stomach like she'll never see him again.

In the next ten minutes the Earth made another huge rumble. A cry of rippled air from the fierce blast was heard and smoke clouded the area. Videl held on the little boy, who was most affected, and told him everything would be alright.

Krillin could sense that someone was tailing him. He was currently flying towards Kami's house but had stopped in midair to welcome whatever was watching him. He narrowed his beady eyes, looking around carefully for anyone in sight. He wondered how many people could fly, and then reasoned that people could use flight transportation. But he put that thought from his mind when he saw her come towards him.

She was pretty, was the first idea in his head. Not only was she flying towards him, like some celestial angel with blonde hair and a nice body—wait… she was flying? Humans don't know how to fly unless they trained themselves too… But he knew of no one outside of his circle of friends who could.

"Oh my god, she really is an angel," Krillin whispered. His face glowed a little red and he opened his arms out barely. As she came closer, he could more clearly see her apparel—street clothes—and wondered why this angel wasn't wearing those pretty white dresses.

Soon, so very soon, something smacked into his face. It was her fist.

"Ow…" He realized that she wasn't an angel—well not an angel from a Godly place. He rubbed where his nose would be and sort of flipped back from the force that she used. When the bald man recovered, which wasn't very long, he glared at her and put his fists up to defend himself. It was instinct, even though he'd never want to lay a finger on a girl.

"Oh, shame. You're pretty cute too…" He heard her say. His face burned and his heart thumped a little harder. Oh, that was one good way to break down his defences - with flattery. But… she said 'shame'? Shame?

"Uh… What's the deal hittin' me in the face?" He wasn't sure what to say, even if he sounded stupid.

She crossed her ankles in the air and her hand cupped her elbow. "I don't really have a problem with you. My boss does."

"Boss?"

"Yeah," she used a guilty tone. "I am supposed to… eliminate you… Why, I'm not too sure. I think you're our bait for someone else…" she left her sentence unfinished. But after three seconds, she smiled—all traces of remorse and regret had vanished. In fact, her smile was too nice. Meaning, it was not a smile to trust. Krillin was not that stupid.

But he didn't fear for his life. She was just a woman—God, wasn't he thinking like Vegeta?—and the punch that she gave him earlier was from pure luck. He didn't have time to wonder how she could fly, but he did notice that he couldn't detect a ki reading from her. He narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"

Loosely, lazily, she got into a stance. "Android Eighteen," she replied smoothly.

"Android?" he questioned.

"Yeah."

Meanwhile, as Krillin and Eighteen were conversing, Seventeen was watching close by. He swore. "She's halting… Why are women so slow?"

There was no answer of course. His eyes strayed onto the forestry landscape that was complimented with a background of cliffs and valleys and then those sharp eyes returned to the fight.

Gohan looked around him and saw everything in flames. The androids took too long to take care of matters – they really had too much fun destroying – and he decided he should just do it himself.

Everything that tried to break down his walls was destroyed with little effort. No one saw him in the air, manipulating energy and massacring the men below. There must have been over a hundred men and heavy machinery. No life has been spared.

Gohan floated to the sky again, and blasted off to an open area. Forest life was moderate as there were new trees from a recent forest fire. The sky held hues of blue, pink and yellow as the sun rose, providing warmth and light to the land. Gohan always found himself appreciating nature and he thought that the Earth was truly a beautiful planet that could sustain life. He had been on worse-off planets where the air was contaminated or could not support life without higher intelligence interfering.

After a moment, Gohan closed his eyes. He had to see what took Eighteen so long. Then he will come.

The man that he wanted to see the most… will come.

Eighteen innocently cracked her knuckles. "Ready for round two?" She made a syrupy smile to Krillin, who was drawing in breath quicker than she was.

He had to admit, she was strong.

"Yeah, not like I have a choice."

"Alright, let's take this up a notch." Her body vanished and reappeared in front of Krillin's small body. She kneed him in the gut twice before executing a spinning roundhouse at his round head. He caught her foot and spun her around. When he let go, sending her flying, she used this momentum to fly further, then suddenly changing the direction where she was travelling. Now she was coming back at him like a boomerang. In her hands glowed an immense beam of ki and she did not hesitate to release it once she met Krillin.

Krillin managed to dodge a part of the blast but man, that was too close for him. Frowning and utterly flabbergasted at such an unexpected enemy, Krillin decided to fight ki with ki. His hand was raised toward the sun, his palm flat. His legs were spread and crouched in a horse stance. Next, he built this power in his hand, crying out the attack, "Destructo Disk!" It was a flat, circular plane of energy that could cut through almost any surface. It was definitely something to fear. Especially since its master had complete control over its course of direction.

Eighteen didn't look frightened, but her face grew serious. Immediately she flew away, knowing the disk was tailing her everywhere she went. She dived into the forest, occasionally looking back at the glowing energy. It sliced through the branches, trees, some animals even. Then she flew up again, towards a huge cliff. She hoped that the disk would somehow get wedged in the giant rock, but the deadly disk would just cut through. She rolled her eyes, and turned around to face the attack. A great ball of energy grew in her hand and she threw it at the disk.

She was relieved that the disk was frozen inside her own energy. The blonde made a half smile while she moved her palms closer, directing the ball to crush and collapse all the energy inside.

She had learned this trick from Gohan.

Ten seconds later the disk blew up and streams of energy flew everywhere. That was too close, Eighteen thought. But now, from making such an energy ball, her breath had slightly quickened.

Eighteen cursed under her breath.

Krillin frowned bitterly. Although his effort had some effect, it wasn't enough. He tightened his fist before deciding to try again. This time he would throw multiple disks at her, sending her on a chase again.

Four destructo disks followed the android and she didn't have much trouble dodging them. She disappeared and reappeared many times in order for them to lose a course on her. Once she was able to escape them long enough, she managed to advance stealthily upon Krillin from behind. The moment he turned around her sidekick made contact with the side of his head. Luckily he had powered up, which reduced the damage. That didn't mean it didn't hurt.

In that failed moment, the disks reappeared and followed her like a dog chasing a cat. Eighteen zoomed ahead.

How could she be productive when these things refused to give up? She powered up, sending her energy out to disable them. The more she fought them, Krillin sent four more at her. Now there were seven – one she managed to disable - and she knew she was in deep shit now.

The beautiful android sent another energy wave and two of them collapsed. Then one of the disks came so close at her, which she put her fists up to block. The disk sliced her left arm, severing the limb, and turned vertically to create a slicing wound on her face. Krillin didn't mean for that to happen. But it did.

Then, at the same time, three things happened: All disks froze in midair, Seventeen screamed, and her red blood dripped down her face.

Many, many kilometers away, Goku halted and felt something pull from his stomach. He could feel Krillin's energy rise rapidly…

And soon…it would fall.

"What did you do to my face!?" she yelled, her eyes glowing brightly from anger. Her nostrils flared. "Why did I bother to go easy on you? Just because you were cute…" She looked at her slender fingers, tainted with her blood. Her eyes strayed towards the frozen destructo disks elevated in the air, and she looked back in the direction where she knew Gohan and Seventeen were watching. She shook her head at them and then at Krillin.

"You are so going to pay for that."

Krillin gulped. He didn't fully understand why those disks were not moving anymore, but he tried to regain control over them using his power. Eighteen attempted the same and although she did not make those disks, her power glowed brightly and was greater than Krillin's. Somehow, to Krillin's astonishment, she won… and his disks were coming right at him.

Eighteen thought it would be nice for one of them to slice his baldhead off, so she aimed at his neck. Unfortunately Krillin had fast enough reflexes to send more destructo disks at the ones threatening his life. All but one was destroyed. The one that was left almost severed his left arm.

Eighteen stopped and smiled. "Interesting, an arm for an arm" She sped up to where his left arm remained limp and too quickly for him to stop, she snapped it off. Krillin howled in pain but she ignored him. "Great, now we're even."

The short man looked horrified as he watched gravity pull his arm into the water below them. He looked at his wound and the blood loss that he was experiencing was not nice. He tried to power up once again.

He didn't have a chance.

Eighteen grabbed his throat but, unlike Gohan's killing methods, she didn't snap it. She reached in to kiss him. A final kiss on his lips.

He froze with shock. What the hell was she doing?

"Now die!"

She pushed him away and grew enormous power in one hand. When she let it go she was wary that he could probably dodge it. But she was ready for it. Wherever he reappeared, she immediately followed him and smiled sickeningly. "Boo!" She inched towards him almost seductively.

His eyes widened, and then widened to the point where they couldn't anymore when she reached into his chest. Her fingers probed for his red heart and she almost smiled.

"Your heart is mine now."

Krillin's hand covered his chest and he couldn't fully comprehend what just happened; no time to pray. All he felt was a sharp, terrifying pain as she pulled a beating organ out of his chest. He screamed and tried to fight back till his very last breath. It was futile. He was just too weak.

Then something warm enveloped his body in the end. Her energy ball swallowed him and disintegrated his body.

Moments later, Gohan and Seventeen met up with Eighteen and they watched Eighteen crush Krillin's heart like it was nothing. Vinaceous blood splattered everywhere and the remains fell into the vast, blue water body.

She looked sad, Gohan thought, as she asked, "How's my face?" She didn't want to touch herself, for her hand was full of Krillin's blood, but her brother did.

"It's not that bad. Gero can fix you up, like your arm."

"Good." She looked at Gohan. She thanked him.

"For what?" He didn't appear to know what she was talking about, but he did.

"For sparing me… twice." He had to be the only one to stop those disks.

His dark eyes bored into hers. "You owe me."

"When do I repay you?"

"You'll know when the time comes. At any rate, you two better go. He's coming."

The wind began blowing in the opposite direction. Moments before, at the point of Krillin's death Goku screamed and cried even. Immediately, in his rage, Goku turned into a Super Saiyan and continued heading to where he last felt Krillin's presence. For the first time in a long time, he felt so much anger that he wanted to kill somebody. It was rare.

Because everyone had a right to get angry and hate the world.

"What took you so long?" Gohan asked, with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. The coldness engulfed his eyes and spirit. He threw his head back in a cocky manner and relished the light on his face. The half-Saiyan stopped powering up but cracked his knuckles in preparation for a fight.

Goku floated upwards to leave a huge gap in between him and this man. He noticed the man's brown tail lashing about and his heart burned with anger. "Where's Krillin!?"

Gohan did not smile. "Dead."

Goku stared till his eyes were full with tears. Saiyan. "You have my son…" Upon realization he demanded, "Where is my son, Saiyan?!"

Gohan bared his teeth but his arrogance vanished. Instead, a feral vibe radiated from him. He was still dark and cold but there was something wild growing inside of him. "Your son is standing right here, Kakarott."

Goku narrowed his eyes at the tall man with the scar on his face. "You? Y-you can't be my son." An image of Goten flashed through his mind and his body trembled. "WHERE IS GOTEN, YOU MURDERER!?"

Gohan chortled then. His hand ran through his hair. "Of course I can never be your son. Your son is about this high," he made an approximate measure of Goten's height, "and he's very…likeable. Nothing like me. But don't worry, Goten is safe. I assure you I haven't disposed of him like I did with your friends." He noticed Goku's trembling but continued. "Yamcha. Chaitzou. Tien. And of course, your best friend, Krillin."

My hands are covered with the blood of your friends. I can never be your son.

Goku was like a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode. "WHY?" A fury of power surrounded the older Saiyan. "WHY!?" His anger was reflected in his power…and it climbed and climbed and climbed.

Gohan's smirk vanished as he reverted to the man who held complete authority and power. Something icier than cold filled his eyes as he bowed his head. Goku, his father, was completely drowned in rage. His Uncle had orchestrated this whole mess. Gohan knew once he'd meet his father again, Goku would want to murder him. And if he still was that kind man, then Gohan would have to give his father another reason to fight him with his all.

Gohan's hair turned golden-yellow and he looked up at his father with green eyes that had not regained humour. "But if you want to save your son, you have to kill me." Gohan fisted his hands and began powering up again.

Goku's frowned deepened. He never believed in killing but he did not know if he could stop once he started to punish this man for the pain he caused. Resolved, Goku charged forward, releasing the fury that he had buried for a very long time.

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Now the sun rested high in the sky, stormy, grey clouds brewed, birds became mute, and as if sensing the danger, animals fled as two enormous powers clashed.

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Author's Note:

I love this chapter. I hope you did too. Please review. I'll try to post every month on the 18th or every two if life gets in the way. I choose 18 because I need an easy number to remember and that's my birth date.

Right, another poll. I haven't done one in the last chapter. This one is easy. Who likes smut? Someone commented they wanted more, so, what do you guys think?

A) More smut anytime and anywhere is good.

B) Only when smut is warranted.

C) Hm, I don't care

D) I have virgin eyes and I hate smut!

E) Form another opinion.

I guess I'm a perv (lol) and I like smut, I'm not going to lie. But I don't just write long smutty scenes if nothing big comes out of it. I write smut for a reason.

Please review! Kiss kiss!