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Capsule Corp
After watching Goten pass out, Gohan quickly flew to Cc carrying Goten bridal style. Being worried got him there quickly. Letting himself in, Gohan quickly found Bulma in her living room next to what appeared to be a contemplating Trunks. "Bulma, I need you to look at Goten." Startled by Gohan's arrival, Bulma had paused for a moment, not noticing Goten in his brothers arms.
"What happened to him?" Bulma asked quickly shooing Trunks off the couch so that she could lay Goten down. Trunks let out a territorial growl.
"What happened to Chibi?" Trunks asked slowly while inspecting Goten for injury. Gohan sighed heavily before shaking his head.
"I didn't do anything, Trunks. When I got home he was trying to sleep. I bothered him and we started talking, when I touched his shoulder, he flipped on me and took off out of his window. When I followed and found him, we talked some more, okay maybe argued. It got to the point where Goten powered up but he started to grab his head afterwards. After he said some unpleasant words he fell to his knees. Next thing I know, he passed out." Gohan explained while getting blameful death glares from Trunks. Finishing her inspection with a grunt of annoyance, Bulma turned slightly to look at Gohan.
"He's fine, his brain just crashed." Bulma said while propping Goten's head getting him more comfortable. Turning around she caught the boys staring at her questioningly. Bulma sighed again; she really needs to pay more attention to who she's talking to. "He's under too much stress, so like a computer, his brain temporarily shut down to reboot. He needs rest and a lot of it. He's been through too much lately for his mind to comprehend." Trunks frowned; he couldn't help but feel that it was his fault. Gohan let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and rubbed his neck nervously.
"So what should we do from here?" Gohan asked Bulma, who hummed to herself.
"Well I'd feel better if he stayed here." Bulma said, much to Trunks' delight. Gohan rolled his eyes while Bulma turned to the delighted Trunks.
"Trunks sweetie, I'd like to kindly tell you to keep your hands, mouth, eyes, and anything else possible to yourself, understood? We don't need Goten anymore stressed than he already is." Bulma said in a sickingly sweet voice causing Trunks to frown.
"Fine. I'll just go find dad I guess." Trunks mumbled before shuffling out of the room.
Bulma smiled softly watching Trunks leave the room. "As I was saying, I think it'd be better if he stayed here for a few days. I want to keep an eye on him and Vegeta can help calm him down if need be." Gohan looked at her insulted. Bulma quickly shook her hands. "Oh sorry Gohan, I figured you were staying." Bulma said much to Gohan's relief.
"What do you have in mind?" Gohan asked curiously. Bulma paused for a moment.
"We have plenty of room to accommodate three more people so why don't you go and get Chi-Chi? I'm sure she wants to be where Goten is." Bulma said calmly before noticing a pained expression on Goten's face.
"That sounds fine Bulma. I'll go get her while you find a more comfortable spot for Goten." Bulma sighed as she watched Gohan rush out of the door.
"Sounds easy enough, there's plenty of spare bed rooms." Bulma called from the living room as Gohan took off for home. "What are we going to do with you kid?" Bulma asked herself as she carried Goten to his new room.
Next day lunch
Bulma growled softly, annoyed with what she was hearing. Gohan was retelling his interaction with Gohan before he passed out. "Gohan, I find it quite hard to believe he'd say that." Bulma said, arms crossed as Chi-Chi cooked lunch. Gohan grunted.
"I'm serious Bulma; he told me that he was though with being himself. Sick of Trunks, and all out said he hated Dad." Gohan said as he stared at his reflection in his tea.
"Come on Gohan, its Goten we're talking about here. He wouldn't hurt a fly, let alone say that he hated somebody." Bulma said, disbelieving Gohan's story. Chi-Chi sighed heavily.
"Bulma he's telling the truth, just look at what he did to Trunks." Bulma grunted before lighting a cigarette.
"I know ChiChi, but it was just a fight. Those boys get like that." Bulma retorted in Goten's defence.
"Bulma, he is not acting normally. Those weren't Goten's eyes, there has to be something more going on then what he's telling us." Gohan said slowly but with force as he remembered his eyes.
"Gohan I can't see..."
"Bulma! Goku hasn't really been father of the year." ChiChi snapped cutting Bulma off completely. "Ever since he got back from otherworld he's spent little to no time with the family. He'd rather take off to train than spend any time with any of us outside of training. He's went fishing with Goten twice in the past four years, maybe." Bulma frowned.
"Something happened to the boy." Vegeta said abruptly appearing at the kitchen door alongside Trunks.
"You can say that again." Gohan grunted sarcastically.
"If that's the case, then what do you think is wrong with him?" Bulma asked more towards herself.
"Quiet women, it's obvious that he's struggling with himself." Vegeta answered with his usual tone.
"It doesn't help much that he's most likely pissed." Gohan added.
"Come on, what does he really have to be mad about?" ChiChi asked while setting lunch in the table. Vegeta just looked at her as if she were stupid.
"It's my fault." Trunks said calmly staring at the ground.
"Trunks, don't say that." Bulma said quickly. Vegeta growled for being dragged into all of this.
"Betrayals a bitch you know, especially when you're betrayed by one of the only people you trust." Vegeta spat before walking out of the room. The room was silent for a moment after Vegeta left.
"Does he really think I betrayed him? Is it really over? All I did was kiss him for crying out loud." Trunks scoffed.
"It'll be okay sweetie." Bulma cooed, engulfing Trunks in a tight hug much to his embarrassment.
Hearing a groan in the hall, everyone turned toward the kitchen door. "Goten." Everyone spoke. There in the doorway stood Goten watching everyone intently, dark lines around his eyes and a tired, confused expression on his face.
"So what's up?" Goten asked tiredly walking into the kitchen.
"What's up? What do you mean? Do you know how worried we've been? How worried I'VE BEEN?" ChiChi spazzed dramatic tears and all. Goten simply shrugged.
"Goten what happened with you yesterday?" Gohan asked calmly for Goten to roll his tired eyes and lean against the table.
"I explained that already, you wouldn't quit bothering me. My head started freaking hurting, I don't remember anything after that." Goten answered tiredly holding his aching head.
"What's up with you hating Goku?" Bulma asked curiously.
"Never mind that, drop it!" Goten growled while trying to keep cool. Bulma just sighed.
"Goten, it's probably doesn't matter but I'm sorry." Goten turned to Trunks.
"Forget about it." Goten said dryly.
"So are we okay?" Trunks asked hopefully. Goten tried smirking like Vegeta but failed. "Like Vegeta said, betrayals a bitch." Goten said coldly. The room itself seemed to sigh.
"So Goten, what's the deal here anyway. What comes next?" Gohan asked raising a suspicious eyebrow.
"I want to go home, if not, I want to ask Bulma for a capsule house." Goten answered calmly while holding his head one eye tightly shut (A.N his head's hurting if you haven't figured it out.)
"Come home." both Gohan and ChiChi said at the same time.
"Wait a minute, I'm 'Miss Bulma' to you?" Bulma scolded. There was another moment of silence.
"We aren't friends anymore, are we?" Trunks asked.
"Why should we be?" Goten asked calmly.
"I messed up but you said that we'd be friends no matter what, all friends fight and make up. So why can't we?" Trunks asked sheepishly. Everyone in the room looked sorrowfully at the boys before Goten groaned.
"I know you still like me. But if you haven't noticed, I'm not gay. I'm not comfortable always looking over my shoulder to see if you're staring at me. I don't want to wake up wondering if I've been violated in my sleep." Goten said quickly before taking a calming breath. "Trunks you've already proved that I can't trust you." Goten finished evenly.
"Chibi we've..."
"Stop calling me that!' Goten groaned grabbing his head again as a jolt of pain rushed through him.
"Okay Goten, we've been best friends our whole lives. I messed up, don't I get another chance?" Trunks asked pleadingly. Goten looked at Trunks with an tired and annoyed expression in his face wishing he'd shut up.
"You've used your second chance a dozen times already." Goten answered annoyed while Trunks looked at him with a pout.
"Ah? Those count?" Goten rolled his eyes after shaking the dizziness out of his vision.
"I'm going home." Goten said as he turned to walk out the door. Stopping at the door when he didn't see Gohan or ChiChi following he turned around and stared at them. "Are we going or what?" Goten asked while shaking his head again. ChiChi looked at Goten worriedly before looking at Gohan and Bulma seeing the same reaction from them.
"Not right now, we're staying here for a while." Goten shoulders sagged. "Goten, you look tired. You need to get some more rest bro. A lot has been going on lately; we don't think you're handling it well." Goten snarled his eye now twitching.
"Drop it already, and leave me alone." Goten spat before exiting the kitchen and stomping his way back to the room he woke up in.
Everyone sighed heavily as Goten made his way to his new room. "He's hiding something; this all can't be over Trunks breaking a dumb promise." Gohan said annoyed well fed up with the situation.
"We've all came to that conclusion Gohan." Chi-Chi interjected "It's obvious that his head still hurts, I wish he'd just talk to us about what's bothering him." Chi-Chi whined, staring at Gohan as if he had all the answers.
"I'm sorry Miss ChiChi, maybe if I'd kept my feelings to myself he'd be acting normal." Bulma sighed and looked at Chi-Chi apologetically before looking at Trunks.
"I don't think so kiddo, this probably runs deeper then what you did. So try not to feel too bad." Bulma consoled him as Gohan and Chi-Chi nodded.
With Goten
Goten growled as he entered his new room examining it for the first time noticing its similarities to Trunks' room minus the mess and toys. Looking around the room Goten noticed that he had a bathroom attached to the right. Smiling softly to himself he noted that he needed a bath and prompted to do so. (A.N skipping the bath scene) Exiting the bath room in pyjamas that he found on the dresser next to his bath, Goten let out a groan as he massaged his still damp hair in a last ditch effort to relive his throbbing head. 'The last few days have really sucked' he thought to himself while climbing into his bed tiredly wrestling with the blankets. 'What am I supposed to do? I know I'm mad at Trunks, but Gohan, Mom, and Miss Bulma didn't do anything.' Goten said as he tossed and turned in a feral attempt to get comfortable. Goten growled 'Why am I so angry though, I should have gotten over this by now' he thought angrily as he forced out an bone popping stretch before finally relaxing and shutting his eyes. "Damn it Grandpa..." Goten mumbled out loud as a tear rolled out of his tired eye, quickly falling to sleep.
Dream/flash back, Six years ago
Little Goten bounced happily around the Son living room, he was happy because his Grandpa Ox was over babysitting him. Today was the day the ChiChi scouted out high schools for Gohan to go to. But little Goten didn't care about that because he gets to play with his Grandpa. "Grampa, wanna play a game?" Little Goten asked as he jumped on to the snoring Ox. Feeling an extra weight on his chest, Ox peeked an eye open to see Goten big eyes only centimetres away from his face, which startled Ox, causing both him and Goten to fall out of the chair.
"Jeepers Goten, you almost gave me a heart attack." Goten just snickered at the Ox. "Oh and what's so funny?" Ox asked the now laughing Goten.
"Grampa, what was Nana like (Grandmother)?" Goten asked. Ox thought for a moment not sure how to answer. "Why did you marry her?" Goten asked completely cutting the Ox's train of thought. Ox sighed and smiled happily.
"When you find somebody you want to spend the rest of your life with, that's who you marry." Ox answered for Goten to adapt a thinking position.
"Does that mean me and Trunks are gonna get married?" Goten asked before hearing a low growled coming from Ox.
"No Goten, it doesn't work that way. You need to find a little girlfriend first." Ox said noting the ignorance in Goten's question.
"But Grampa, girls are gross, why can't Trunks be my boyfriend?" Goten asked innocently not understanding the difference a girl who's a friend with a girlfriend and a boy friend to a boyfriend. Ox snapped losing his temper and harshly backhanded little Goten sending him rolling. Tears quickly escaped Goten's eyes as he held his now red and swollen cheek "W-why did you hit me?" Goten asked as he cried on the floor. Ox growled.
"No grandson of mine will become a little faggot!" Ox yelled. Goten flinched at the loud voice sniffling at a few stray tears fell out of his eyes. The Ox sighed, he felt bad for hitting him but he refused to let Goten have those thoughts. "Goten, come here." Ox said calmly. Goten hesitated for a moment before complying and walked slowly over to the Ox. "Goten, do you know the difference between boys and girls?" Ox asked to Goten to shake his head. Sighing Ox pulled out a magazine similar to one that Roshi might have. He grabbed Goten a little rougher then he should have and sat him on his lap and began showing him the different pictures. "Now, you see Goten, these are the differences between boys and girls." Ox explained as he flipped through the flimsy book showing the very graphic pictures no five year old should see. At times Goten would look away or close his eyes not wanting to look anymore. Because of this, Ox would forcefully make him look at the pages by either turning his head or prying his eyes open.
"Do you understand now Goten?" Goten nodded his tear drenched head, confused and scarred. "Alright then, now I want you to listen carefully okay. People have three sex interests; first there are straight people. We like the opposite sex. Next there are the dirty faggots, they like the same sex. Finally there are free birds, they have no preference and like both. Now this is important Goten, if you are not straight you will be tortured for eternity in Hell! I care about my grandsons and forbid either of you from ever thinking thoughts like that understood!" Ox asked in a loud threatening voice causing Goten to squirm off of Ox's lap and start crying again.
"I-I'm s-sorry Grampa" Goten cried out as the Ox kindly lifted him up into a hug (wtf 180 mood change)
"Now Goten this little talk is between you and me okay." Ox said while Goten simply nodded still scared and confused. Normally the average child would forget about fearful events, but Ox would remind him of their talk for the next six long years .Every time they saw each from then on Ox would force talks and pictures on him while adding in hateful words on what he thought of Trunks. Even going as far as to show Goten what to expect if he travelled down the wrong road.
Goten quickly sat up in bed frantically looking around, stopping as he noticed the time. It was dark out so he figured he'd been sleeping for a while. Rubbing the tired from his eyes Goten came to the conclusion that he had cried in his sleep. "I hate that stupid dream." He mumbled to himself before sighing and lying back in bed. "Why do I even have that dream anymore?" He asked himself softly before glaring at the ceiling. "It's not even real, just a stupid dream anyways." Goten mumbled to himself before turning to his side and closing his eyes in an attempt to get more sleep, hoping he can figure out how to deal with his friends and family, especially Trunks.
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