Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Mad World ❯ Dead Inside ( Chapter 3 )
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By: ArtemisDeLaSoleil 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.13.2011 | Updated On: 12.13.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 307 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.13.2011 | Updated On: 12.13.2011 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 307 | Status: Completed
ArtemisDeLaSoleil: Okey dokey pokey. I really don’t care if people are reading this or not. This is one of those stories that is stuck in my mind. And I go over and over and over what I think should happen before I finally write it down. Like with all of my stories. LOL.
Expect there to be some Trunks hating in this chapter. But have no fear our dear loveable purple haired wonder will not be hated for long. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or DBZ or any other anime/manga mentioned.
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Am I truly insane? What if it is you who is the insane one? What if what you call insanity is merely creativity, imagination and genius? A creative, imaginative genius that knows no bounds. If so, then yes. I am insane. It is safe to say that I would rather be insane any day, than be like you sitting there day to day following the masses of mindless fools. – Hizashi Sekaino
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Kazuo stood in the middle of the park late the next night. Apparently Ami had been able to find out that the time differences on the planets were exactly opposite. Since it was midnight here it would be noon there. They had decided that they would stay on the moon. And since it was inevitable that Setsuna would find out, she was asked to create a rift in one of the closets of his apartment that led to the moon. She strangely agreed. He had a bad feeling about this. They would all meet on the moon…
“Are you ready Minako?” He looked at his youngest cousin. She nodded quickly. “Alright hold your breath…I’ll try landing as close to them as possible….” He grabbed her hand then stepped forward. He concentrated enough that he was able to land in the shadow of a cliff that was about a hundred yards away.
“Wow…” Minako looked around. They were still in the shadows. “It’s actually light…”
He smiled. “Yeah I think the shadow traps the light enough to have it reflect… alright hold your breath again…” He pulled her through the shadows but kept them wrapped around himself. To them it would seem like Minako came out of nowhere.
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They had been standing here for about thirty minutes. And it was getting hot. Goten had to listen to Yamcha yammer on about all the hot girls that they would see. The idiot wouldn’t shut up! This was already awkward! He hadn’t seen Trunks since he was bodily thrown out of the Son household. And it was painful to see him. Trunks had looked at him once, but flinched and looked away when all he received was a glare.
None of the others however seemed to know. So that meant that even though Trunks did what he did, he didn’t tell. But they did notice something was wrong. And they wouldn’t stop asking him about it either. Of course his normally sunny nature had disappeared all together. He wasn’t about to tell them what had happened. And they found out quickly that maybe talking to a pissed off demi Saiyajin wasn’t the smartest idea. His mother had forced him to start going to a therapist, thinking it would help him. The therapist was a nice lady. She said she saw no issue with him other than the fact that he was terribly depressed. Well fuck… you would be too if your best friend and secret crush didn’t except you!
He did get the shock of his life when Vegeta walked by and said. “The brat’s an idiot. Give it time boy.” That had actually made his day a little better knowing that the father figure he had for the first eight years of his life accepted him.
He was nervous. And he didn’t know why. He figured that the girls wouldn’t hurt Trunks too badly (not that he cared). So that wasn’t it. He was actually curious to see what Kazuo really looked like. He had tried to get a good look at his face, but Kazuo had kept it out of sight.
They all felt the pressure of Chi in the back of their heads. Though, where it was coming from they couldn’t tell.
“GUYS!!!!” They all turned to see Minako come running out of the shadows of the nearby cliff. However one shadow didn’t disappear, even in the sunlight. And it took the form of a body.
“Kazuo…” Goten whispered. The shadow figure looked at him then seemed to glare over his shoulder if the flashing of his eyes were anything to go by. He was glaring at Trunks! That actually made him feel slightly better. And he smiled for the first time in days.
Minako ran up to them and stopped with a huge grin, which disappeared as soon as she saw Trunks. Before anyone could react she marched up to him and slapped him across the face. “HOW DARE YOU!!” She hissed. All Trunks could do was hold his red cheek and gape.
“What was that about?” Yamcha asked. “What did he do?”
“Nothing.” Gohan spoke. “Are we going or what?”
“RIGHT!” Minako nodded “Everyone hold hands or shoulders!” She added for Vegeta’s benefit as he started to pitch a fit about holding hands. “And hold your breath! Moon Kingdom here we come!”
When everyone was ready they all held their breath and walked into the shadow. Before they knew it they were standing in the middle of a garden.
“Home sweet home…” Kazuo finally spoke. He turned to Minako, “The others are coming…see ya around…” he stepped back into the shadows fully disappearing.
“Don’t mind him…he’s a loner…but do be careful…he will pop up out of nowhere and give you a heart attack just for the fuck of it.” The others came running towards them waving. There was a round of hugs. All the girls however avoided hugging Trunks. Usagi walked up to him slowly before she reared back and slapped him herself before she turned on her heel and hugged Goten. The whole area was quiet.
“Whoa…” Haruka whistled. There was a snicker from the shadows.
“Okay is it attack Trunks day?” Krillin asked.
Trunks looked heartbroken. Rei sneered at him and whispered, “Just imagine how he felt.”
Goten smiled again. Oh it was great to have the “whole world” on your side. Trunks was used to getting what he wanted, and getting away with everything. And even Usagi was pissed at him! This would be fun after all.
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Everyone had settled in and had being given the grand tour. They were currently all sitting in that apartment living room. Amazingly they all fit. “Okay… so the dark door way... Don’t go in it unless you want to be lost in the time stream forever.”
“Wow…really?”
“Killer…”
“Hmph.”
“Yes those are the Time Gates. It’s Setsuna’s domain.” Usagi nodded.
“Yet another reason to stay away…” Gohan mumbled.
She giggled and looked up as Kazuo passed with his earbuds stuffed in his ears. He had something blaring out of his ipod. He stopped and looked at everyone blue eyes wide. “Shwaa??”
“Guys…this is my brother… Kazuo…”
Goten looked up. That’s what he looked like?! He had seen the back of his head in that dream before he disappeared again…wow… and he was tall…taller than his dad! While Usagi’s hair was silver, his was white. His eyes were a darker blue than Usagi’s, and had this… darkness to them. His gaze was like a caress from velvet.
“Wow…and I thought Goku was tall…” Krillin looked up and fell over. Kazuo snorted and stepped into the shadows shocking everyone. But not before stopped and looking at Goten and smiled.
“How did he do that!?” Yamcha freaked out.
“He controls the shadows. He was the one who brought you here.” Hotaru spoke up from the doorway.
Luna trotted in. “He is the crown prince of the Lunar kingdom.”
“He was.” Setsuna corrected.
“What do you mean was?” Goku asked.
“He was banished.” She said simply. “For going to war when the Queen forbade it.”
“War?”
“The Saiyajin War…” Goten whispered.
“How do you know about that boy?” Vegeta looked at him confused.
“Uhhhhh….”
Usagi giggled. “He told you didn’t he? In the shadows when he talked to you?” Goten nodded. That was news to everyone else. He never told them how he found everything out. “I’m surprised he told you… he doesn’t normally talk about it… ”
“And with a Saiyajin no less…” Vegeta mused.
“Well he wasn’t exactly nice to begin with…” Goten grumbled.
“I know. He blew up at us after he woke up…” Haruka said as she walked in and plopped down. “Never seen him that pissed before…never wanna see it again….”
There was a collective murmur of agreement amongst the girls as they all sat down.
“So he doesn’t like Saiyajins?” Bulma asked.
“He’s agreed to play nice…” Usagi said. “As long as they do the same…”
“A word of caution though…if I may…” Luna spoke as she looked at Goten. “You seem to have managed to…catch his interest. Kazuo can be very…convincing… he is quite charismatic, it is what made him such a successful leader…and after the war…well Kazuo has always had a dark soul.”
“What do you mean?”
“Hotaru is he?” Luna looked up.
“He isn’t here.” She smiled.
“Well I’m guessing that most of you don’t know anything about the war…seeing as how you grew up on Chikyuu.” Luna looked around at all of them. “While it was not a time of lasting peace, the universe was relatively peaceful. However it seems that even the random wars did not satisfy the Saiyajins. So they started their own campaign against the universe. Our Queen however counseled caution and patience too…asses the Saiyajin threat. As it was in the last war our kingdom fought in, King Kuro died. Queen Selenity was not eager to jump into another war.” She paused and looked around once more as if she was paranoid. “King Kuro died when Kazuo was just ten years old. When that happened the young prince was thrust into a position of power that he wasn’t exactly ready for.” Here she smiled sadly. “He had always been an exceptional fighter, trained by his own father and the King of Saturn. But exceptional or not he was not ready for the power or position the death of his father put him in. With great power comes great responsibility. And for one so young to be thrust into a position where something so great was put on his shoulders… well it could break anyone. And power can sometimes blind a person.” She looked off as if remembering a long lost memory.
“As the war raged closer many feared that it would reach our home front. The Martians, Jovians, Uranians, and even some of the Venusians argued that it would be best to meet them head on. The Queen kept her stance on the issue. Two young warriors however, refused to sit by and watched the universe burn. Prince Kazuo and Princess Hizashi. Hizashi was the Princess of the Solar Kingdom and cousin to Rei. So they left in the dead of night in case someone decided to stop them. From the stories I heard they challenged the Saiyajin fierceness and brutality on the battle field with a viciousness of their own. Their entrance into the conflict marked the true beginning and end of the war.” She smiled. “It was a young prince and general of a pacifist kingdom and a Sailor Senshi who drove them back. Two beings that supposedly could not kill. Many people thought the Saiyajins lost the war. The Saiyajins taught those two much through battle. And it was so that Kazuo and Hizashi discovered their true natures in the crusade. The battle did not consume them, but taught them, defined them. As they fought the Saiyajins battle after battle they grew to despise weakness. Just as the Saiyajins did. In the end the Saiyajins taught them through conflict. Shaped them.” She looked at Setsuna. “Would you be so kind as to play that first battle?”
Setsuna looked at the guardian cat for a few seconds before she granted her request. The others watched as a portal formed and started showing a small memory like on a TV screen. It was a battle field on a desert planet. The sun was high and the Saiyajins were devastating the battle field. Suddenly there was a bright flash and everything one the battle field stopped. When the light cleared, a tall young man stood in silver armor. He wasn’t what shocked both sides. What shocked them was beside him was a Sailor Senshi. She wore a white and red Sailor fuku and her red hair was pulled into a high ponytail. Whispers ran rampant on both sides. She looked from side to side at those on her side then looked at opposing side grinning. “ARE YOU READY!?” Kazuo brandished his sword and she slammed her Sais into the ground before the battle started all over again. As the opposing sides met in a clash Setsuna ended the memory.
“That was the first real victory for our side. And it would be the last for the Saiyajins.” They all froze and turned to see Kazuo leaning against the wall watching.
“Hotaru you were supposed to keep watch!” Minako hissed.
“I was watching!!!”
He laughed and waved his hands “Don’t worry about it. I can barely remember half of those as it is.”
Minako leaned over to Usagi and whispered in her ear. “He’s strangely compliant right now… is he drunk?”
Usagi shrugged and looked at her brother who had a far off look on his face. “No…he’s just remembering; reminiscing.” She looked at everyone and spoke a little louder. “Well it’s night time here. And I’m sure all of you have a bad case of jet lag with the difference. Just head back through the door, and any bedroom that isn’t locked or doesn’t look like it belongs to any of us can be used!” She smiled before jumping up and grabbing her brother’s hand.
His eyes widened as he was yanked by his much smaller sister and he stumbled. “WHOOP!” Before they could both fall however, he yanked her up and tumbled into the shadows.
“Is he drunk again?” Haruka asked. “DAMNIT CAN’T HE SHARE?!”
“Nah Usagi said he was reminiscing.” Minako shook her head. “Sides, you know how he gets when he’s drunk and that was nowhere near it.”
“How does he get?” Bulma asked.
All the girls looked at each other trying to decide what to say.
“He’s ummm…”
“Uhhh…”
“Errrr…” They all busted out laughing suddenly.
“Let’s just say if you give him the right amount with time you can get him to strip VERY easily.” Rei laughed. Minako and Haruka gagged.
“We don’t wanna see our cousin strip!”
“Awww come on its hot!” Makoto laughed.
“ICK!” Minako shivered.
“No it’s not!” Haruka covered her ears and ran out and pulled Michiru with her.
“How many tattoos does he have again?” Rei laughed and jumped up running after Haruka.
“I counted ten!” Ami smiled.
“Ami not you too?!?!” Minako whined.
“I counted eleven.” Hotaru pipped up making everyone stare at her.
Minako was flabbergasted. “HOTARU!! You’re too young to think about that!!”
“What?” She shrugged. “Like Mako-chan said it’s hot.”
“SERIOUSLY GUYS!!!” Minako slapped her forehead and fell backwards. “It’s not hot! Sides he’s…” Hotaru, Makoto and Ami all tackled her and covered her mouth. “MMMPH!!”
“He’s what?” Chichi asked.
“NOTHING!” All the girls yelled and started dragging a kicking Minako out. “MMPH!!!”
Kazuo stuck his head out of a shadow scaring everyone. “What was all the yelling about?? Oh sorry.” He grinned lopsidedly.
Goten looked up and smiled shocking his friends. “Well apparently if someone gets you drunk enough you’ll strip.” Kazsuo’s face turned red.
“DAMNIT! NO ONE CAN KEEP A SECRET!!!” Kazuo kicked air.
“Then they started talking about how hot it was and how many tattoos you have.”
Kazuo paused then looked up thoughtfully. “How many do I have?? Hmmm… I don’t remember…”
“Then Haruka ran out screaming and Minako started scolding Taru about counting your tattoos and started to say you were something but the other stopped her.” Goten stopped thought a little bit then nodded. “Yep that’s it.”
“I’m what….OHHHH!! YEAH!! That.” Kazuo just grinned and plopped down on the floor.
“Well what is it?” Yamcha asked. Kazuo just looked at him without smiling for a few seconds and answered in a deadpanned voice. “None-ya.”
“What?”
“None ya damn business.” He grinned and winked at Goten.
“What is it?” Goten asked quietly. Kazuo looked at him for a few seconds his eyes twinkled with something that scared Goten just a bit.
“I’m gay.” The whole room fell silent.
“You mean…you’re actually?” Krillen stammered.
Kazuo scowled at him and rolled his eyes. “I bat for the other team? I pitch? I catch? I’m a faggot? I’m queer? I like men yes. I mean shit… really? The only real friends I have are a group of girls who fight in miniskirts. And while that has the potential to be undeniably hot. I don’t bend that way.” He snorted and shook his head at the looks on their faces and smiled at Goten slightly.
“It’s funny how they think that calling people like us faggot or queer will hurt. The only people it hurts are those who cannot accept the truth. I accepted what I was a long time ago. Oh and by the way…” he stared dead at Yamcha, “next time you call someone like me a faggot… you should know that you just called them a bundle of sticks you ignorant prick. Read a dictionary.” Everyone just stared at him for a few minutes before Gohan just died laughing.
“Son Gohan what are you laughing at?” Chichi scolded.
“It’s about damn time someone told the dumbass something like that!” He kept laughing and he pointed at Yamcha’s horrified face.
“How did your family deal with it?” Goten asked so quietly even the Saiyajins had to strain to hear it.
Kazuo looked down at the floor. “They didn’t…well Usagi could care less…she loves everyone. Even people who try and kill her.”
“How did they find out?”
“Quite by accident… a friends cousin was in town… he was older…already in his twenties… I was fifteen… by that time I was already sure I was…he said he was having issues with his girlfriend because he wasn’t sure…so we hung out quite often…” he looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “A friend of my parents happened to walk by the game parlor that me and my friends always hung out at… I happened to be there with him…and we were sitting quite close… apparently my parents were called… and well… in the end I was kicked out… I was on the street at fifteen.”
He laughed then. “It is a scary thing to not be accepted; to know that those you love do not accept you for what you are. It leaves a void in ones soul; in ones psyche. It is a terrible pain to have to endure. In life all people want is to be accepted, especially by those who matter to you. But, then again… if they cannot accept you…do they truly matter?” he smiled at Goten who looked shocked as he recognized the last bit of what Kazuo said.
“DADDY!!!” A blur of white suddenly crashed into the lounging Kazuo.
“OMPH!!” He grins and lifts the small boy up. “YOU young man should be in bed!” Laying the boy on the floor he starts tickling him. Everyone watched shocked.
“NO!!! DADDY STOP IT!!!” The boy twisted and squirmed in his father’s hold.
“Nope! This is what you get for not going to bed!” Kazuo laughs. Finally he stood up putting the child on his shoulders. “This is my son, Kosetsu.”
“HIYA!!” The little boy grinned from his father’s shoulders. Kazuo frowned slightly at the vibes he was getting from the room.
“Why don’t you get Usagi-chan to tuck you in squirt. I’ll be in there soon.” The small boy nodded before jumping off and running down the hall way.
“Ask.”
“How do you have a son?”
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Goten was wondering the halls as quickly as he could while keeping track of where he was going. His mother was bothering him again about dating one of the girls and she just wouldn’t listen to him! So he just took off hoping to lose her. He could still hear her calling his name. So he suppressed his ki and took off down another hall. He tried the handles on every door he passed. Nope locked. Locked. Nope. Nope. He passed the dreaded hallway to Setsuna’s door and didn’t look back. Finally he found an unlocked door and rushed in. Ever since Kazuo had just, brazenly admitted to being gay his mother hadn’t shut up! Yamcha had kept yammering on about how sick it was while his dad and Gohan kept from trying to kill the idiot. Trunks hadn’t said anything, having been in his own world since Usagi slapped him. He couldn’t help it. He felt sorry for his friend even though he knew he shouldn’t.
He looked around the room and gasped. It was a bedroom colored in blues and blacks. It had bookshelves and armor and weapons lining the walls. There was a couch next to one of the shelves and a huge bed in the center. Suddenly something on the bed moved and groaned. He saw a shock of white hair move then go still.
Oh shit. He backed up towards the door slowly trying not to run into anything. As he reached the door he heard his mother run by screeching.
“You can use the couch…” Kazuo mumbled as he rolled back over and fell back into sleep. “I dun mind…”
How… ah his mother must have woken him up. Goten looked at the couch. It did look comfortable. And he was sleepy. Ah what the hell. He walked over and plopped down. Within minutes he was dozing off.
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Kazuo was woken by banging on his door. “Kazu-kun! Kazu-kun wake up!”
“Wha, wha, wha?!”
“Kazu-kun we need help! Goten’s missing! Have you seen him?!” He shot up and looked at the door. Missing? What? Then he looked at the couch. How did he… ohhhhh yeah he was hiding from his banshee of a mother. “Ahhh no I haven’t… gimme a little bit and I’ll help you look!”
He slid out of bed quickly and slid on some jeans before laying a blanket across the boy and smiled. He was actually snoring. Cute. Goten slowly opened his eyes. “Just sleep. I won’t let them find you just yet.” He slid into the shadows and popped up in front of a panicked group. “Where was the last time you saw him?”
“Mom was bugging him about dating one of the girls and he just took off. She said she saw him take off down the hallway that Minako said led to your room. I can’t even sense his ki.” Gohan looked like he was about to have a heart attack. Kazuo placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
“You most likely wouldn’t here. The whole palace was at one point in time warded. Most of the bed rooms still are so it’s impossible to tell if anyone is in them unless you go in. So here’s what we do. We split up, and check EVERY open door. It will take a while, but for all we know he found a room and fell asleep.”
Somehow he got thrown in with Gohan and Trunks. It was tense, but he couldn’t be sure if it was because they were both worried about Goten or because of what happened between Trunks and said missing boy. He looked at Trunks; he looked more panicked than Gohan. Ah…so he was sorry. He was just too damn stubborn to admit it. He’d have to play on that. They didn’t speak for the longest time. He watched as they almost tore down doors to find him. “Don’t worry.” He finally said as they came to some windows overlooking the garden. He looked out into the garden.
“But he’s..”
“He’s fine.”
“How do you know?” Trunks glared at him.
Kazuo just looked over his shoulder at him in a bored manner. “I’m an empath. If he wasn’t fine, I would know. Well, let me rephrase that…if he was in trouble I would know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh come off it… you know what I mean. He is alive. But he isn’t fine. The boy is barely hanging on to his own sanity. And you know why.” Kazuo sneered. “As I said I’m an empath. I’ve felt every pain he’s felt since the day it happened. I don’t know why or how. But he’s somehow connected himself to my shadows. Whatever he feels I feel. And let me tell you now…what he is feeling… no one should feel.” He turned and continued walking down the hall knowing they would follow.
“We already checked this hall!” Gohan sighed.
“You never know…” he just smiled. Suddenly he stopped and turned. “Tell me Trunks… have you ever been betrayed? And not that… fake betrayal you think you’ve been forced through… I’m talking the betrayal of a loved one… of a brother…” He looked into the demi saiyajins eyes. “No…you haven’t… your soul isn’t marked by it… When you go through a betrayal like that it marks your soul and leaves a scar. A scar that heals over time but still stings. I wish that you could feel what I feel coming from his soul. I wish you could hear it screaming in betrayal. Maybe then you would understand… I can see that your worried Trunks.” as he reached forward Trunks stepped back but was stopped by Gohan who held him in place.
“What the fu-” Trunks started to struggle.
“Shut up Trunks.” Gohan hissed and held him tighter.
Kazuo smiled sadly. “Just open your mind Trunks… it will be less painful and damaging if you do…” He reached forward and put both his hands on Trunks’ temples. “Stop struggling…” he said softly as the others came around the corner. He closed his eyes and Trunks seized once. When he started screaming ‘let go’ Bulma tried to go to him but Vegeta stopped her.
“The boy needs this.”
Kazuo held on until Trunks finally stopped moving and slumped. “Now… now you know how it feels. Now you know the betrayal of a brother and you feel what he felt.” He let go and stepped back. “I suggest you work on getting Usagi back on your good side. And I suggest you do it fast. She forgives easily…but if you wait…it won’t be so easy. And I believe you know the way to do it. But don’t do it just to get Usagi.” He turned and stepped up to a door. It was the door to his bed room. He opened it and walked in. “I think it’s safe for you to wake up now…”
“Your couch is the most uncomfortable thing I have ever slept on…” Goten grumbled.
“Yeah... ya have to forgive me I was half asleep when you barged in.” He laughed. “Now… I think someone has something to say to you.”
“Huh? Who?” Kazuo came out dragging Goten and let him go in front of Trunks. He walked over to the others and began ushering them out. “Come on people nothing to see. Let em talk it out.”
“He was… he was in your damn room the whole damn time?!” Minako screeched.
He looked un-phased by her outburst and just nodded. “The boy needed sleep Mina-chan… so I led y’all on a wild goose chase…” He smiled. “I believe I’ve done my good deed for the year.”
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Trunks stood awkwardly in front of Goten. He didn’t know what to say. I’m sorry couldn’t cover it enough. Not after what he had done. Would Goten even forgive him? He wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t. He had wanted to apologize from the beginning. But something in him just kept him back. And he had to watch as his best friend steadily fell into darkness. He felt helpless, even though he knew what to do to help. And now it might be too late.
“Goten I’m…” he started.
“I know.” Goten smiled at him. Though it wasn’t as blinding as before it was still a lot happier than it had been before. It wasn’t forced. As much.
“You do?”
“Of course. I knew you were sorry, you were just too damn stubborn to admit it. I was just waiting for you to realize it. You are your father’s son after all.” Goten put his hands behind his head and started walking off leaving his stunned friend behind him. He stopped and looked back. “You coming?”
“You don’t hate me?” Trunks was confused. How could Goten not hate him? After what he did?
“No. I could never hate you! You’re my friend, my brother. Yeah it hurt, but I forgave you after you did it.” Goten smiled again before he looked off.
“But you…”
“Like I said before Trunks it doesn’t matter kay? I understood and accepted that nothing would ever happen. I realized that a while back.” Goten sighed and continued looking off. “Sides, my friendship with you is more important.”
“You can’t just let me say I’m sorry can you?” Trunks mumbled. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“Nope.” Goten shook his head and looked at his friend hard. “Look I know Kazuo had something to do with this…and I can see it, you understand how it felt. But… I want you to hear it from me.” Trunks nodded slightly not sure if he wanted to hear this.
“Yeah I had feelings for you… but did I ever once make you feel like I wanted something like that from you? Did you ever once feel uncomfortable around me before then? No. I never tried anything at all. I knew you didn’t feel the same way. I got that. It’s why I never said anything. You were my best friend Trunks! The one person who is supposed to accept me for me! It felt like my soul was being ripped in half when you did that!” Goten paused. “And yeah maybe I should have said something! But if I had, would you be talking to me now? Or would you sneer at me like Yamcha and the others do at people like me? Do you know what it was like to sit there and listen to that shit!? If you wanna know why I didn’t tell you there’s your answer! Because of how everyone acted! You never gave me any sign that you wouldn’t hurt me!” Goten took a deep breath.
“I can deal with Mom hating me. I can deal with Yamcha and the others talking shit. But you Trunks… my whole world died that day. I felt like I was dying. I don’t even know if I am alive to tell you the truth. Even now I feel dead.” He looked down willing the tears he knew were coming away. “All I wanted was acceptance from you…” he whispered. “It didn’t matter if you returned my feelings or not…”
Trunks was horrified. He had caused more damage to his best friend than any of their enemies combined. Before he could stop himself he wrapped his arms around his friend and pulled him close. “Kami Goten, I’m sorry…please... I’m so sorry…” And for the next few hours they sat in the hall way and just cried. Trunks knew that their friendship was nowhere near perfect again, and it might never be. But he would damn sure make it up to his friend any way he possibly could.
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Uzume Tsuki: +sniffles+ Okay I know some people might think those last lines were a bit corny… but I was almost in tears as I wrote this. I mean you guys know how it feels when you and your best friend get into a fight and you don’t talk for MONTHS, then finally it all comes to a head and you both have a tearfest. And as for Goten feeling dead, that is a very distinct feeling. It’s not something that would go away with an apology. And Trunks knows this.
Trunks: You made me look like a douche!
Kazuo: You are a douche.
Trunks: No one asked you!
Uzume: BOYS! I can’t have my favorite OC and one of my favorite Z boys killing each other! Goten and Usagi would hate me! So please… play nice… Or no lemons for either of you! Ja ne!
Expect there to be some Trunks hating in this chapter. But have no fear our dear loveable purple haired wonder will not be hated for long. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or DBZ or any other anime/manga mentioned.
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Am I truly insane? What if it is you who is the insane one? What if what you call insanity is merely creativity, imagination and genius? A creative, imaginative genius that knows no bounds. If so, then yes. I am insane. It is safe to say that I would rather be insane any day, than be like you sitting there day to day following the masses of mindless fools. – Hizashi Sekaino
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Kazuo stood in the middle of the park late the next night. Apparently Ami had been able to find out that the time differences on the planets were exactly opposite. Since it was midnight here it would be noon there. They had decided that they would stay on the moon. And since it was inevitable that Setsuna would find out, she was asked to create a rift in one of the closets of his apartment that led to the moon. She strangely agreed. He had a bad feeling about this. They would all meet on the moon…
“Are you ready Minako?” He looked at his youngest cousin. She nodded quickly. “Alright hold your breath…I’ll try landing as close to them as possible….” He grabbed her hand then stepped forward. He concentrated enough that he was able to land in the shadow of a cliff that was about a hundred yards away.
“Wow…” Minako looked around. They were still in the shadows. “It’s actually light…”
He smiled. “Yeah I think the shadow traps the light enough to have it reflect… alright hold your breath again…” He pulled her through the shadows but kept them wrapped around himself. To them it would seem like Minako came out of nowhere.
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They had been standing here for about thirty minutes. And it was getting hot. Goten had to listen to Yamcha yammer on about all the hot girls that they would see. The idiot wouldn’t shut up! This was already awkward! He hadn’t seen Trunks since he was bodily thrown out of the Son household. And it was painful to see him. Trunks had looked at him once, but flinched and looked away when all he received was a glare.
None of the others however seemed to know. So that meant that even though Trunks did what he did, he didn’t tell. But they did notice something was wrong. And they wouldn’t stop asking him about it either. Of course his normally sunny nature had disappeared all together. He wasn’t about to tell them what had happened. And they found out quickly that maybe talking to a pissed off demi Saiyajin wasn’t the smartest idea. His mother had forced him to start going to a therapist, thinking it would help him. The therapist was a nice lady. She said she saw no issue with him other than the fact that he was terribly depressed. Well fuck… you would be too if your best friend and secret crush didn’t except you!
He did get the shock of his life when Vegeta walked by and said. “The brat’s an idiot. Give it time boy.” That had actually made his day a little better knowing that the father figure he had for the first eight years of his life accepted him.
He was nervous. And he didn’t know why. He figured that the girls wouldn’t hurt Trunks too badly (not that he cared). So that wasn’t it. He was actually curious to see what Kazuo really looked like. He had tried to get a good look at his face, but Kazuo had kept it out of sight.
They all felt the pressure of Chi in the back of their heads. Though, where it was coming from they couldn’t tell.
“GUYS!!!!” They all turned to see Minako come running out of the shadows of the nearby cliff. However one shadow didn’t disappear, even in the sunlight. And it took the form of a body.
“Kazuo…” Goten whispered. The shadow figure looked at him then seemed to glare over his shoulder if the flashing of his eyes were anything to go by. He was glaring at Trunks! That actually made him feel slightly better. And he smiled for the first time in days.
Minako ran up to them and stopped with a huge grin, which disappeared as soon as she saw Trunks. Before anyone could react she marched up to him and slapped him across the face. “HOW DARE YOU!!” She hissed. All Trunks could do was hold his red cheek and gape.
“What was that about?” Yamcha asked. “What did he do?”
“Nothing.” Gohan spoke. “Are we going or what?”
“RIGHT!” Minako nodded “Everyone hold hands or shoulders!” She added for Vegeta’s benefit as he started to pitch a fit about holding hands. “And hold your breath! Moon Kingdom here we come!”
When everyone was ready they all held their breath and walked into the shadow. Before they knew it they were standing in the middle of a garden.
“Home sweet home…” Kazuo finally spoke. He turned to Minako, “The others are coming…see ya around…” he stepped back into the shadows fully disappearing.
“Don’t mind him…he’s a loner…but do be careful…he will pop up out of nowhere and give you a heart attack just for the fuck of it.” The others came running towards them waving. There was a round of hugs. All the girls however avoided hugging Trunks. Usagi walked up to him slowly before she reared back and slapped him herself before she turned on her heel and hugged Goten. The whole area was quiet.
“Whoa…” Haruka whistled. There was a snicker from the shadows.
“Okay is it attack Trunks day?” Krillin asked.
Trunks looked heartbroken. Rei sneered at him and whispered, “Just imagine how he felt.”
Goten smiled again. Oh it was great to have the “whole world” on your side. Trunks was used to getting what he wanted, and getting away with everything. And even Usagi was pissed at him! This would be fun after all.
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Everyone had settled in and had being given the grand tour. They were currently all sitting in that apartment living room. Amazingly they all fit. “Okay… so the dark door way... Don’t go in it unless you want to be lost in the time stream forever.”
“Wow…really?”
“Killer…”
“Hmph.”
“Yes those are the Time Gates. It’s Setsuna’s domain.” Usagi nodded.
“Yet another reason to stay away…” Gohan mumbled.
She giggled and looked up as Kazuo passed with his earbuds stuffed in his ears. He had something blaring out of his ipod. He stopped and looked at everyone blue eyes wide. “Shwaa??”
“Guys…this is my brother… Kazuo…”
Goten looked up. That’s what he looked like?! He had seen the back of his head in that dream before he disappeared again…wow… and he was tall…taller than his dad! While Usagi’s hair was silver, his was white. His eyes were a darker blue than Usagi’s, and had this… darkness to them. His gaze was like a caress from velvet.
“Wow…and I thought Goku was tall…” Krillin looked up and fell over. Kazuo snorted and stepped into the shadows shocking everyone. But not before stopped and looking at Goten and smiled.
“How did he do that!?” Yamcha freaked out.
“He controls the shadows. He was the one who brought you here.” Hotaru spoke up from the doorway.
Luna trotted in. “He is the crown prince of the Lunar kingdom.”
“He was.” Setsuna corrected.
“What do you mean was?” Goku asked.
“He was banished.” She said simply. “For going to war when the Queen forbade it.”
“War?”
“The Saiyajin War…” Goten whispered.
“How do you know about that boy?” Vegeta looked at him confused.
“Uhhhhh….”
Usagi giggled. “He told you didn’t he? In the shadows when he talked to you?” Goten nodded. That was news to everyone else. He never told them how he found everything out. “I’m surprised he told you… he doesn’t normally talk about it… ”
“And with a Saiyajin no less…” Vegeta mused.
“Well he wasn’t exactly nice to begin with…” Goten grumbled.
“I know. He blew up at us after he woke up…” Haruka said as she walked in and plopped down. “Never seen him that pissed before…never wanna see it again….”
There was a collective murmur of agreement amongst the girls as they all sat down.
“So he doesn’t like Saiyajins?” Bulma asked.
“He’s agreed to play nice…” Usagi said. “As long as they do the same…”
“A word of caution though…if I may…” Luna spoke as she looked at Goten. “You seem to have managed to…catch his interest. Kazuo can be very…convincing… he is quite charismatic, it is what made him such a successful leader…and after the war…well Kazuo has always had a dark soul.”
“What do you mean?”
“Hotaru is he?” Luna looked up.
“He isn’t here.” She smiled.
“Well I’m guessing that most of you don’t know anything about the war…seeing as how you grew up on Chikyuu.” Luna looked around at all of them. “While it was not a time of lasting peace, the universe was relatively peaceful. However it seems that even the random wars did not satisfy the Saiyajins. So they started their own campaign against the universe. Our Queen however counseled caution and patience too…asses the Saiyajin threat. As it was in the last war our kingdom fought in, King Kuro died. Queen Selenity was not eager to jump into another war.” She paused and looked around once more as if she was paranoid. “King Kuro died when Kazuo was just ten years old. When that happened the young prince was thrust into a position of power that he wasn’t exactly ready for.” Here she smiled sadly. “He had always been an exceptional fighter, trained by his own father and the King of Saturn. But exceptional or not he was not ready for the power or position the death of his father put him in. With great power comes great responsibility. And for one so young to be thrust into a position where something so great was put on his shoulders… well it could break anyone. And power can sometimes blind a person.” She looked off as if remembering a long lost memory.
“As the war raged closer many feared that it would reach our home front. The Martians, Jovians, Uranians, and even some of the Venusians argued that it would be best to meet them head on. The Queen kept her stance on the issue. Two young warriors however, refused to sit by and watched the universe burn. Prince Kazuo and Princess Hizashi. Hizashi was the Princess of the Solar Kingdom and cousin to Rei. So they left in the dead of night in case someone decided to stop them. From the stories I heard they challenged the Saiyajin fierceness and brutality on the battle field with a viciousness of their own. Their entrance into the conflict marked the true beginning and end of the war.” She smiled. “It was a young prince and general of a pacifist kingdom and a Sailor Senshi who drove them back. Two beings that supposedly could not kill. Many people thought the Saiyajins lost the war. The Saiyajins taught those two much through battle. And it was so that Kazuo and Hizashi discovered their true natures in the crusade. The battle did not consume them, but taught them, defined them. As they fought the Saiyajins battle after battle they grew to despise weakness. Just as the Saiyajins did. In the end the Saiyajins taught them through conflict. Shaped them.” She looked at Setsuna. “Would you be so kind as to play that first battle?”
Setsuna looked at the guardian cat for a few seconds before she granted her request. The others watched as a portal formed and started showing a small memory like on a TV screen. It was a battle field on a desert planet. The sun was high and the Saiyajins were devastating the battle field. Suddenly there was a bright flash and everything one the battle field stopped. When the light cleared, a tall young man stood in silver armor. He wasn’t what shocked both sides. What shocked them was beside him was a Sailor Senshi. She wore a white and red Sailor fuku and her red hair was pulled into a high ponytail. Whispers ran rampant on both sides. She looked from side to side at those on her side then looked at opposing side grinning. “ARE YOU READY!?” Kazuo brandished his sword and she slammed her Sais into the ground before the battle started all over again. As the opposing sides met in a clash Setsuna ended the memory.
“That was the first real victory for our side. And it would be the last for the Saiyajins.” They all froze and turned to see Kazuo leaning against the wall watching.
“Hotaru you were supposed to keep watch!” Minako hissed.
“I was watching!!!”
He laughed and waved his hands “Don’t worry about it. I can barely remember half of those as it is.”
Minako leaned over to Usagi and whispered in her ear. “He’s strangely compliant right now… is he drunk?”
Usagi shrugged and looked at her brother who had a far off look on his face. “No…he’s just remembering; reminiscing.” She looked at everyone and spoke a little louder. “Well it’s night time here. And I’m sure all of you have a bad case of jet lag with the difference. Just head back through the door, and any bedroom that isn’t locked or doesn’t look like it belongs to any of us can be used!” She smiled before jumping up and grabbing her brother’s hand.
His eyes widened as he was yanked by his much smaller sister and he stumbled. “WHOOP!” Before they could both fall however, he yanked her up and tumbled into the shadows.
“Is he drunk again?” Haruka asked. “DAMNIT CAN’T HE SHARE?!”
“Nah Usagi said he was reminiscing.” Minako shook her head. “Sides, you know how he gets when he’s drunk and that was nowhere near it.”
“How does he get?” Bulma asked.
All the girls looked at each other trying to decide what to say.
“He’s ummm…”
“Uhhh…”
“Errrr…” They all busted out laughing suddenly.
“Let’s just say if you give him the right amount with time you can get him to strip VERY easily.” Rei laughed. Minako and Haruka gagged.
“We don’t wanna see our cousin strip!”
“Awww come on its hot!” Makoto laughed.
“ICK!” Minako shivered.
“No it’s not!” Haruka covered her ears and ran out and pulled Michiru with her.
“How many tattoos does he have again?” Rei laughed and jumped up running after Haruka.
“I counted ten!” Ami smiled.
“Ami not you too?!?!” Minako whined.
“I counted eleven.” Hotaru pipped up making everyone stare at her.
Minako was flabbergasted. “HOTARU!! You’re too young to think about that!!”
“What?” She shrugged. “Like Mako-chan said it’s hot.”
“SERIOUSLY GUYS!!!” Minako slapped her forehead and fell backwards. “It’s not hot! Sides he’s…” Hotaru, Makoto and Ami all tackled her and covered her mouth. “MMMPH!!”
“He’s what?” Chichi asked.
“NOTHING!” All the girls yelled and started dragging a kicking Minako out. “MMPH!!!”
Kazuo stuck his head out of a shadow scaring everyone. “What was all the yelling about?? Oh sorry.” He grinned lopsidedly.
Goten looked up and smiled shocking his friends. “Well apparently if someone gets you drunk enough you’ll strip.” Kazsuo’s face turned red.
“DAMNIT! NO ONE CAN KEEP A SECRET!!!” Kazuo kicked air.
“Then they started talking about how hot it was and how many tattoos you have.”
Kazuo paused then looked up thoughtfully. “How many do I have?? Hmmm… I don’t remember…”
“Then Haruka ran out screaming and Minako started scolding Taru about counting your tattoos and started to say you were something but the other stopped her.” Goten stopped thought a little bit then nodded. “Yep that’s it.”
“I’m what….OHHHH!! YEAH!! That.” Kazuo just grinned and plopped down on the floor.
“Well what is it?” Yamcha asked. Kazuo just looked at him without smiling for a few seconds and answered in a deadpanned voice. “None-ya.”
“What?”
“None ya damn business.” He grinned and winked at Goten.
“What is it?” Goten asked quietly. Kazuo looked at him for a few seconds his eyes twinkled with something that scared Goten just a bit.
“I’m gay.” The whole room fell silent.
“You mean…you’re actually?” Krillen stammered.
Kazuo scowled at him and rolled his eyes. “I bat for the other team? I pitch? I catch? I’m a faggot? I’m queer? I like men yes. I mean shit… really? The only real friends I have are a group of girls who fight in miniskirts. And while that has the potential to be undeniably hot. I don’t bend that way.” He snorted and shook his head at the looks on their faces and smiled at Goten slightly.
“It’s funny how they think that calling people like us faggot or queer will hurt. The only people it hurts are those who cannot accept the truth. I accepted what I was a long time ago. Oh and by the way…” he stared dead at Yamcha, “next time you call someone like me a faggot… you should know that you just called them a bundle of sticks you ignorant prick. Read a dictionary.” Everyone just stared at him for a few minutes before Gohan just died laughing.
“Son Gohan what are you laughing at?” Chichi scolded.
“It’s about damn time someone told the dumbass something like that!” He kept laughing and he pointed at Yamcha’s horrified face.
“How did your family deal with it?” Goten asked so quietly even the Saiyajins had to strain to hear it.
Kazuo looked down at the floor. “They didn’t…well Usagi could care less…she loves everyone. Even people who try and kill her.”
“How did they find out?”
“Quite by accident… a friends cousin was in town… he was older…already in his twenties… I was fifteen… by that time I was already sure I was…he said he was having issues with his girlfriend because he wasn’t sure…so we hung out quite often…” he looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “A friend of my parents happened to walk by the game parlor that me and my friends always hung out at… I happened to be there with him…and we were sitting quite close… apparently my parents were called… and well… in the end I was kicked out… I was on the street at fifteen.”
He laughed then. “It is a scary thing to not be accepted; to know that those you love do not accept you for what you are. It leaves a void in ones soul; in ones psyche. It is a terrible pain to have to endure. In life all people want is to be accepted, especially by those who matter to you. But, then again… if they cannot accept you…do they truly matter?” he smiled at Goten who looked shocked as he recognized the last bit of what Kazuo said.
“DADDY!!!” A blur of white suddenly crashed into the lounging Kazuo.
“OMPH!!” He grins and lifts the small boy up. “YOU young man should be in bed!” Laying the boy on the floor he starts tickling him. Everyone watched shocked.
“NO!!! DADDY STOP IT!!!” The boy twisted and squirmed in his father’s hold.
“Nope! This is what you get for not going to bed!” Kazuo laughs. Finally he stood up putting the child on his shoulders. “This is my son, Kosetsu.”
“HIYA!!” The little boy grinned from his father’s shoulders. Kazuo frowned slightly at the vibes he was getting from the room.
“Why don’t you get Usagi-chan to tuck you in squirt. I’ll be in there soon.” The small boy nodded before jumping off and running down the hall way.
“Ask.”
“How do you have a son?”
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Goten was wondering the halls as quickly as he could while keeping track of where he was going. His mother was bothering him again about dating one of the girls and she just wouldn’t listen to him! So he just took off hoping to lose her. He could still hear her calling his name. So he suppressed his ki and took off down another hall. He tried the handles on every door he passed. Nope locked. Locked. Nope. Nope. He passed the dreaded hallway to Setsuna’s door and didn’t look back. Finally he found an unlocked door and rushed in. Ever since Kazuo had just, brazenly admitted to being gay his mother hadn’t shut up! Yamcha had kept yammering on about how sick it was while his dad and Gohan kept from trying to kill the idiot. Trunks hadn’t said anything, having been in his own world since Usagi slapped him. He couldn’t help it. He felt sorry for his friend even though he knew he shouldn’t.
He looked around the room and gasped. It was a bedroom colored in blues and blacks. It had bookshelves and armor and weapons lining the walls. There was a couch next to one of the shelves and a huge bed in the center. Suddenly something on the bed moved and groaned. He saw a shock of white hair move then go still.
Oh shit. He backed up towards the door slowly trying not to run into anything. As he reached the door he heard his mother run by screeching.
“You can use the couch…” Kazuo mumbled as he rolled back over and fell back into sleep. “I dun mind…”
How… ah his mother must have woken him up. Goten looked at the couch. It did look comfortable. And he was sleepy. Ah what the hell. He walked over and plopped down. Within minutes he was dozing off.
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Kazuo was woken by banging on his door. “Kazu-kun! Kazu-kun wake up!”
“Wha, wha, wha?!”
“Kazu-kun we need help! Goten’s missing! Have you seen him?!” He shot up and looked at the door. Missing? What? Then he looked at the couch. How did he… ohhhhh yeah he was hiding from his banshee of a mother. “Ahhh no I haven’t… gimme a little bit and I’ll help you look!”
He slid out of bed quickly and slid on some jeans before laying a blanket across the boy and smiled. He was actually snoring. Cute. Goten slowly opened his eyes. “Just sleep. I won’t let them find you just yet.” He slid into the shadows and popped up in front of a panicked group. “Where was the last time you saw him?”
“Mom was bugging him about dating one of the girls and he just took off. She said she saw him take off down the hallway that Minako said led to your room. I can’t even sense his ki.” Gohan looked like he was about to have a heart attack. Kazuo placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
“You most likely wouldn’t here. The whole palace was at one point in time warded. Most of the bed rooms still are so it’s impossible to tell if anyone is in them unless you go in. So here’s what we do. We split up, and check EVERY open door. It will take a while, but for all we know he found a room and fell asleep.”
Somehow he got thrown in with Gohan and Trunks. It was tense, but he couldn’t be sure if it was because they were both worried about Goten or because of what happened between Trunks and said missing boy. He looked at Trunks; he looked more panicked than Gohan. Ah…so he was sorry. He was just too damn stubborn to admit it. He’d have to play on that. They didn’t speak for the longest time. He watched as they almost tore down doors to find him. “Don’t worry.” He finally said as they came to some windows overlooking the garden. He looked out into the garden.
“But he’s..”
“He’s fine.”
“How do you know?” Trunks glared at him.
Kazuo just looked over his shoulder at him in a bored manner. “I’m an empath. If he wasn’t fine, I would know. Well, let me rephrase that…if he was in trouble I would know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh come off it… you know what I mean. He is alive. But he isn’t fine. The boy is barely hanging on to his own sanity. And you know why.” Kazuo sneered. “As I said I’m an empath. I’ve felt every pain he’s felt since the day it happened. I don’t know why or how. But he’s somehow connected himself to my shadows. Whatever he feels I feel. And let me tell you now…what he is feeling… no one should feel.” He turned and continued walking down the hall knowing they would follow.
“We already checked this hall!” Gohan sighed.
“You never know…” he just smiled. Suddenly he stopped and turned. “Tell me Trunks… have you ever been betrayed? And not that… fake betrayal you think you’ve been forced through… I’m talking the betrayal of a loved one… of a brother…” He looked into the demi saiyajins eyes. “No…you haven’t… your soul isn’t marked by it… When you go through a betrayal like that it marks your soul and leaves a scar. A scar that heals over time but still stings. I wish that you could feel what I feel coming from his soul. I wish you could hear it screaming in betrayal. Maybe then you would understand… I can see that your worried Trunks.” as he reached forward Trunks stepped back but was stopped by Gohan who held him in place.
“What the fu-” Trunks started to struggle.
“Shut up Trunks.” Gohan hissed and held him tighter.
Kazuo smiled sadly. “Just open your mind Trunks… it will be less painful and damaging if you do…” He reached forward and put both his hands on Trunks’ temples. “Stop struggling…” he said softly as the others came around the corner. He closed his eyes and Trunks seized once. When he started screaming ‘let go’ Bulma tried to go to him but Vegeta stopped her.
“The boy needs this.”
Kazuo held on until Trunks finally stopped moving and slumped. “Now… now you know how it feels. Now you know the betrayal of a brother and you feel what he felt.” He let go and stepped back. “I suggest you work on getting Usagi back on your good side. And I suggest you do it fast. She forgives easily…but if you wait…it won’t be so easy. And I believe you know the way to do it. But don’t do it just to get Usagi.” He turned and stepped up to a door. It was the door to his bed room. He opened it and walked in. “I think it’s safe for you to wake up now…”
“Your couch is the most uncomfortable thing I have ever slept on…” Goten grumbled.
“Yeah... ya have to forgive me I was half asleep when you barged in.” He laughed. “Now… I think someone has something to say to you.”
“Huh? Who?” Kazuo came out dragging Goten and let him go in front of Trunks. He walked over to the others and began ushering them out. “Come on people nothing to see. Let em talk it out.”
“He was… he was in your damn room the whole damn time?!” Minako screeched.
He looked un-phased by her outburst and just nodded. “The boy needed sleep Mina-chan… so I led y’all on a wild goose chase…” He smiled. “I believe I’ve done my good deed for the year.”
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Trunks stood awkwardly in front of Goten. He didn’t know what to say. I’m sorry couldn’t cover it enough. Not after what he had done. Would Goten even forgive him? He wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t. He had wanted to apologize from the beginning. But something in him just kept him back. And he had to watch as his best friend steadily fell into darkness. He felt helpless, even though he knew what to do to help. And now it might be too late.
“Goten I’m…” he started.
“I know.” Goten smiled at him. Though it wasn’t as blinding as before it was still a lot happier than it had been before. It wasn’t forced. As much.
“You do?”
“Of course. I knew you were sorry, you were just too damn stubborn to admit it. I was just waiting for you to realize it. You are your father’s son after all.” Goten put his hands behind his head and started walking off leaving his stunned friend behind him. He stopped and looked back. “You coming?”
“You don’t hate me?” Trunks was confused. How could Goten not hate him? After what he did?
“No. I could never hate you! You’re my friend, my brother. Yeah it hurt, but I forgave you after you did it.” Goten smiled again before he looked off.
“But you…”
“Like I said before Trunks it doesn’t matter kay? I understood and accepted that nothing would ever happen. I realized that a while back.” Goten sighed and continued looking off. “Sides, my friendship with you is more important.”
“You can’t just let me say I’m sorry can you?” Trunks mumbled. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“Nope.” Goten shook his head and looked at his friend hard. “Look I know Kazuo had something to do with this…and I can see it, you understand how it felt. But… I want you to hear it from me.” Trunks nodded slightly not sure if he wanted to hear this.
“Yeah I had feelings for you… but did I ever once make you feel like I wanted something like that from you? Did you ever once feel uncomfortable around me before then? No. I never tried anything at all. I knew you didn’t feel the same way. I got that. It’s why I never said anything. You were my best friend Trunks! The one person who is supposed to accept me for me! It felt like my soul was being ripped in half when you did that!” Goten paused. “And yeah maybe I should have said something! But if I had, would you be talking to me now? Or would you sneer at me like Yamcha and the others do at people like me? Do you know what it was like to sit there and listen to that shit!? If you wanna know why I didn’t tell you there’s your answer! Because of how everyone acted! You never gave me any sign that you wouldn’t hurt me!” Goten took a deep breath.
“I can deal with Mom hating me. I can deal with Yamcha and the others talking shit. But you Trunks… my whole world died that day. I felt like I was dying. I don’t even know if I am alive to tell you the truth. Even now I feel dead.” He looked down willing the tears he knew were coming away. “All I wanted was acceptance from you…” he whispered. “It didn’t matter if you returned my feelings or not…”
Trunks was horrified. He had caused more damage to his best friend than any of their enemies combined. Before he could stop himself he wrapped his arms around his friend and pulled him close. “Kami Goten, I’m sorry…please... I’m so sorry…” And for the next few hours they sat in the hall way and just cried. Trunks knew that their friendship was nowhere near perfect again, and it might never be. But he would damn sure make it up to his friend any way he possibly could.
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Uzume Tsuki: +sniffles+ Okay I know some people might think those last lines were a bit corny… but I was almost in tears as I wrote this. I mean you guys know how it feels when you and your best friend get into a fight and you don’t talk for MONTHS, then finally it all comes to a head and you both have a tearfest. And as for Goten feeling dead, that is a very distinct feeling. It’s not something that would go away with an apology. And Trunks knows this.
Trunks: You made me look like a douche!
Kazuo: You are a douche.
Trunks: No one asked you!
Uzume: BOYS! I can’t have my favorite OC and one of my favorite Z boys killing each other! Goten and Usagi would hate me! So please… play nice… Or no lemons for either of you! Ja ne!