Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Accusations Of The Heart ❯ Astound ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Majin_Bulma 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.22.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 137 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.22.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 137 | Status: Completed
Accusations Of The Heart
By: Majin-Bulma
Chapter 5
~*~Flashback~*~
“ Sir we’re going to have you leave now!” A lady tells me as she shakes my shoulders grabbing onto my shirt as she leads me out of the gloomy room.
“ TRUNKS!!!” I scream as the monitor tells me he flat lines.
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“ Oh God Oh God.”
“ Sir, please calm down.” The nurse told me as I clutched my head repeating the same words over and over again.
“ CALM DOWN?!?!? MY FRIEND IS DYING!!”
“ Sir please, we’re trying everything we can to help him, we need you to calm down! This isn’t helping your friend at all!”
“ I DON’T CARE! TRUNKS. OH MY GOD TRUNKS!”
“ Goten! Calm down!” I heard Bra yell at me as we stood in the waiting room.
“ Get a hold of yourself stupid fucking prick” I heard Vegeta growl out next.
“ He’ll be fine Goten.” Bulma tells me coolly. GODS! What is wrong with them! Trunks just FLATLINED! It’s not like he is going in to get his tonsils taken out! It’s not like they are just putting some stitches in his foot! What’s WRONG with them?! THIS IS THEY’RE SON! TRUNKS JUST FLATLINED! OH GOD! TRUNKS JUST FLATLINED!’
“ Cant you just give him one of those sedated injections?” Bulma whispers to the nurse after Vegeta had whispered to her.
“ WHY ARE YOU SO GODDAMNED CALM?! YOUR SON JUST FLATLINED! AND COME NEAR ME WITH ONE OF THOSE GOD DAMN NEEDLES, SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL JUST – OH I WILL KICK SOMEONES ASS!” I scream again trying to get my point across to them.
“ Oh, kick my ass?” Vegeta questions me, as he makes him move and starts stepping towards me as I stand there with my hands threaded in my hair. My arms drop down to my sides, fisting my fists together as I stare into angry ebony eyes.
Not a time to back down. Not even in front of Vegeta, so I will stand up to him boldly and proud! “ I’ll do whatever I have to Vegeta. I’m not afraid to at least try and kick your ass at a time like this. No matter who you are.” I scowl showing no fear, no fear whatsoever in my features.
Wow, Vegeta was taken a back by that! Oh no, I’m going to die.
“ You dare?” He growls angrily.
“ I dare.” I tell him getting even farther in his face.
‘ OMG OMG OMG, AM I DOING THIS? OMG! TRUNKS FLATLINED! AH! NURSE! ASK NURSE!’
“ IS TRUNKS ALRIGHT?” I scream to the nurse taking my attention away from Vegeta.
“ They are trying everything they can sir! Just be calm! Calm yourself!” She tells me walking to me as she takes my hand in her small petite ones, holding them in a comforting way. She led me down to the opposite end of the waiting room and sat down with me.
“ Now, Goten. Do you think it is good to work yourself up over this?” I was about to lash out at her when she raised a hand in front of us, placing it over my lips. “ I understand this Goten, this, not in an exact way, happened to my father. It’s hard to be calm. But pouring out like this, and screaming, is not going to make the matter any better. All right? Now, just try and relax. Even though I know it’s extremely hard, but try. For Trunks.” She finished as she lowered her hand from my mouth with me bobbing my head into a nod. “ I would have thought his parents would be like this. Sheesh. There as calm as a dead rat!”
“ I know what you mean! I Mean, how could they be that calm? This is they’re son, they’re only son!”
“ Yeah, but hey, maybe they are calm on the outside and fighting everything on the inside, ya know?”
“ Maybe…”
“ Come on. I will go see if anything new has happened. Just wait here and stay_”
“ Calm, yeah, yeah.” I tell her as I wave her off.
My hands snake their way to my pant legs as I clench the material tightly as I sit in the steel, padded chair.
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It’s been hours… Luckily Trunks was all right. They brought him back, with a lot of difficulty. They have him hooked up to oxygen tanks and everything. A nurse will be watching him 24 hours a day. Bra had to go home because she was not old enough to be in this section of the hospital- I barely made it- by a couple months. Yet, they want me to leave since I am not immediate family. For fucks sake, I’m like his little brother! I put up a fight though. Telling them I was the one who brought him here and such, after an hour and a half of my bitching they finally let me stay. Vegeta went home- and Bulma is sitting in one of the waiting room chairs drinking coffee and reading a newspaper. Shit I swear- she’s treating this as if she only has to be here because it’s her son. There’s like no love or anything, no concern or shit. Man, I need to stop cussing.
I sigh as I lift the white Styrofoam cup to my lips and suck at the hot liquid.
I Just… cant believe this is happening… Why did it have to be Trunks? What has Trunks done to deserve this? … I just hope he gets better… soon.
I yelp as I accidentally drop my coffee down the front of my shirt, burning through the fabric and stinging my tanned flesh.
“ HOT HOTHOTHOTHOHOT!!!!” The words only register in my mind as I hop around flinging my shirt on the floor rubbing my chest to relieve some pressure.
“ Oh wow!” My ears pick up a woman’s voice from in front of me. I blush slightly as several nurses are staring at my half naked self. “ Oi.”
Whistles and winks are sent towards me and I just blush even more at the attention. Bulma just sits there and raises an eyebrow at me.
“ I’ll clean ya up sugar” A blonde nurse winks at me swaying her hips as she starts my way.
“ No, no. Let me!” A brunette woman calls as she grabs my arm and hooks hers around it.
“ Oh let me.” An emerald haired woman says cleaning my chest with a small towel.
“ Eeeee” I squeal when one of the 3 woman grab my ass, I jump forward with a hand behind my head and the other waving out in front of me.
“ No, no, no, no, no, no! That’s ok! I- I got it!” I turn grabbing the hand towel and clean off the substance from my chest that leaked through my shirt.
Something collides in my face and I jump with a start. I pull whatever was thrown on my face off and stare down at the blue fabric in my hands. My eyes look up as I hear the girl’s disappointed remarks and there by them stands Trunks’ doctor.
“ Back to work ladies.” He tells them and they walk away giggling and winking at me whispering amongst themselves.
I gasp loudly as realization hits me. Why would Trunks doctor be here? Oh no! Something probably happened to Trunks! “ Doctor is anything-”
“ No son, nothing happened to Trunks, he’s alright for the moment, I just over saw your little accident you had there. Now if you will excuse me…” He said before he made his way out of the waiting room.
I tuck the navy shirt into my pants as I put it on, and sigh.
“ Go home Goten. I am going to leave now, there’s nothing we can do- he needs rest anyways. Lets go.” I hear Bulma shuffle around as she says this to me.
“ What! Leave?!?! I can’t just leave. He’s my best friend! I’m not going to just leave him!”
“ Goten, go home. Come back another day when he’s better! Your just crowding up the waiting room.” I’m so shocked to hear this! Just leave? After what had juts happened hours ago!
“ I think she’s right.” I hear a female voice protruding behind me. I turn with my eyes darkening when I notice whom it is- the nurse from earlier.
“ But!”
“ Go home and get some rest, you look like crap.” She tells me with a smile.
“ Oh thanks.”
“ Its for the best. On your part and Trunks.”
“ Fine.” I say scowling crossing my arms over my chest as I follow Bulma out of the waiting, and soon out of the Emergency rooms’ doors, followed by the last and final doors.
“ Go home Goten. Don’t come back until I call you.” Bulma tells me as I walk her to her car.
Excuse me? Don’t come back until she calls? Is she crazy? Like I’m going to listen to her.
I just snort and take off into the sky with her cursing at me as I did so.
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O.O ;_; she’s threatening me again! O_O! Points- oo! >.> I swear she’s probably plotting things against me O_O! UPDATE UIPDATE OR IM GONNA KILL U o_o! –Screams- @_@! Just remember O_O! If I’m dead who’s gonna write the rest of the fic =D?
Goten: -coughs-
O.O’ WHAT ARE U DOING OUT OF THE CLOSET! –Stares- Ugh. I mean O_o; >.> what closet.
Goten: Help ME >_< SHES CRAZY! SHE STUFFED ME IN A CLOSET- SHE PROBABLY RAPED ME TOO.
O.O’’’ G-baby. Now… you know I cant rape the willing.
Trunks: ……. I wasn’t even in this chapter!
Goten- HEY WAIT! YOU MADE BULMA A BITCH! – And all those wonderful woman surrounding me grabbing my ass. You just had to pull me away. And you made me spill coffee all over my chest- ;-;!!!!!
Trunks: -glares. At Goten-
Goten: Your just mad cause you didn’t get any! O.o; Ow. My poor little chest.
Trunks: We both know whose not going to be getting any.
Goten: !!!!!!!!!!!!! NO TRUNKS YOU CANT DO THAT –sobs-
Now boys >.> I don’t think our viewers want to listen to us ramble about. =) so just get back in the closet?
NO!!!!!!!!
Thanks you For the reviews my Special people O_O! ;_; don’t hurt me.>.> -coughs at one specific person.-
Leave your Reviews THANKS! Majin Bulma
Goten: ;_; Tell Trunks to give me some!
>_< GOTEN U TARD! WHEN I SAY THANKS MAJIN BULMA THAT MEANS DON’T TALK ANYMORE!
Goten: ;_; -whispers- tell Trunks to give me some.
By: Majin-Bulma
Chapter 5
~*~Flashback~*~
“ Sir we’re going to have you leave now!” A lady tells me as she shakes my shoulders grabbing onto my shirt as she leads me out of the gloomy room.
“ TRUNKS!!!” I scream as the monitor tells me he flat lines.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“ Oh God Oh God.”
“ Sir, please calm down.” The nurse told me as I clutched my head repeating the same words over and over again.
“ CALM DOWN?!?!? MY FRIEND IS DYING!!”
“ Sir please, we’re trying everything we can to help him, we need you to calm down! This isn’t helping your friend at all!”
“ I DON’T CARE! TRUNKS. OH MY GOD TRUNKS!”
“ Goten! Calm down!” I heard Bra yell at me as we stood in the waiting room.
“ Get a hold of yourself stupid fucking prick” I heard Vegeta growl out next.
“ He’ll be fine Goten.” Bulma tells me coolly. GODS! What is wrong with them! Trunks just FLATLINED! It’s not like he is going in to get his tonsils taken out! It’s not like they are just putting some stitches in his foot! What’s WRONG with them?! THIS IS THEY’RE SON! TRUNKS JUST FLATLINED! OH GOD! TRUNKS JUST FLATLINED!’
“ Cant you just give him one of those sedated injections?” Bulma whispers to the nurse after Vegeta had whispered to her.
“ WHY ARE YOU SO GODDAMNED CALM?! YOUR SON JUST FLATLINED! AND COME NEAR ME WITH ONE OF THOSE GOD DAMN NEEDLES, SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL JUST – OH I WILL KICK SOMEONES ASS!” I scream again trying to get my point across to them.
“ Oh, kick my ass?” Vegeta questions me, as he makes him move and starts stepping towards me as I stand there with my hands threaded in my hair. My arms drop down to my sides, fisting my fists together as I stare into angry ebony eyes.
Not a time to back down. Not even in front of Vegeta, so I will stand up to him boldly and proud! “ I’ll do whatever I have to Vegeta. I’m not afraid to at least try and kick your ass at a time like this. No matter who you are.” I scowl showing no fear, no fear whatsoever in my features.
Wow, Vegeta was taken a back by that! Oh no, I’m going to die.
“ You dare?” He growls angrily.
“ I dare.” I tell him getting even farther in his face.
‘ OMG OMG OMG, AM I DOING THIS? OMG! TRUNKS FLATLINED! AH! NURSE! ASK NURSE!’
“ IS TRUNKS ALRIGHT?” I scream to the nurse taking my attention away from Vegeta.
“ They are trying everything they can sir! Just be calm! Calm yourself!” She tells me walking to me as she takes my hand in her small petite ones, holding them in a comforting way. She led me down to the opposite end of the waiting room and sat down with me.
“ Now, Goten. Do you think it is good to work yourself up over this?” I was about to lash out at her when she raised a hand in front of us, placing it over my lips. “ I understand this Goten, this, not in an exact way, happened to my father. It’s hard to be calm. But pouring out like this, and screaming, is not going to make the matter any better. All right? Now, just try and relax. Even though I know it’s extremely hard, but try. For Trunks.” She finished as she lowered her hand from my mouth with me bobbing my head into a nod. “ I would have thought his parents would be like this. Sheesh. There as calm as a dead rat!”
“ I know what you mean! I Mean, how could they be that calm? This is they’re son, they’re only son!”
“ Yeah, but hey, maybe they are calm on the outside and fighting everything on the inside, ya know?”
“ Maybe…”
“ Come on. I will go see if anything new has happened. Just wait here and stay_”
“ Calm, yeah, yeah.” I tell her as I wave her off.
My hands snake their way to my pant legs as I clench the material tightly as I sit in the steel, padded chair.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It’s been hours… Luckily Trunks was all right. They brought him back, with a lot of difficulty. They have him hooked up to oxygen tanks and everything. A nurse will be watching him 24 hours a day. Bra had to go home because she was not old enough to be in this section of the hospital- I barely made it- by a couple months. Yet, they want me to leave since I am not immediate family. For fucks sake, I’m like his little brother! I put up a fight though. Telling them I was the one who brought him here and such, after an hour and a half of my bitching they finally let me stay. Vegeta went home- and Bulma is sitting in one of the waiting room chairs drinking coffee and reading a newspaper. Shit I swear- she’s treating this as if she only has to be here because it’s her son. There’s like no love or anything, no concern or shit. Man, I need to stop cussing.
I sigh as I lift the white Styrofoam cup to my lips and suck at the hot liquid.
I Just… cant believe this is happening… Why did it have to be Trunks? What has Trunks done to deserve this? … I just hope he gets better… soon.
I yelp as I accidentally drop my coffee down the front of my shirt, burning through the fabric and stinging my tanned flesh.
“ HOT HOTHOTHOTHOHOT!!!!” The words only register in my mind as I hop around flinging my shirt on the floor rubbing my chest to relieve some pressure.
“ Oh wow!” My ears pick up a woman’s voice from in front of me. I blush slightly as several nurses are staring at my half naked self. “ Oi.”
Whistles and winks are sent towards me and I just blush even more at the attention. Bulma just sits there and raises an eyebrow at me.
“ I’ll clean ya up sugar” A blonde nurse winks at me swaying her hips as she starts my way.
“ No, no. Let me!” A brunette woman calls as she grabs my arm and hooks hers around it.
“ Oh let me.” An emerald haired woman says cleaning my chest with a small towel.
“ Eeeee” I squeal when one of the 3 woman grab my ass, I jump forward with a hand behind my head and the other waving out in front of me.
“ No, no, no, no, no, no! That’s ok! I- I got it!” I turn grabbing the hand towel and clean off the substance from my chest that leaked through my shirt.
Something collides in my face and I jump with a start. I pull whatever was thrown on my face off and stare down at the blue fabric in my hands. My eyes look up as I hear the girl’s disappointed remarks and there by them stands Trunks’ doctor.
“ Back to work ladies.” He tells them and they walk away giggling and winking at me whispering amongst themselves.
I gasp loudly as realization hits me. Why would Trunks doctor be here? Oh no! Something probably happened to Trunks! “ Doctor is anything-”
“ No son, nothing happened to Trunks, he’s alright for the moment, I just over saw your little accident you had there. Now if you will excuse me…” He said before he made his way out of the waiting room.
I tuck the navy shirt into my pants as I put it on, and sigh.
“ Go home Goten. I am going to leave now, there’s nothing we can do- he needs rest anyways. Lets go.” I hear Bulma shuffle around as she says this to me.
“ What! Leave?!?! I can’t just leave. He’s my best friend! I’m not going to just leave him!”
“ Goten, go home. Come back another day when he’s better! Your just crowding up the waiting room.” I’m so shocked to hear this! Just leave? After what had juts happened hours ago!
“ I think she’s right.” I hear a female voice protruding behind me. I turn with my eyes darkening when I notice whom it is- the nurse from earlier.
“ But!”
“ Go home and get some rest, you look like crap.” She tells me with a smile.
“ Oh thanks.”
“ Its for the best. On your part and Trunks.”
“ Fine.” I say scowling crossing my arms over my chest as I follow Bulma out of the waiting, and soon out of the Emergency rooms’ doors, followed by the last and final doors.
“ Go home Goten. Don’t come back until I call you.” Bulma tells me as I walk her to her car.
Excuse me? Don’t come back until she calls? Is she crazy? Like I’m going to listen to her.
I just snort and take off into the sky with her cursing at me as I did so.
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O.O ;_; she’s threatening me again! O_O! Points- oo! >.> I swear she’s probably plotting things against me O_O! UPDATE UIPDATE OR IM GONNA KILL U o_o! –Screams- @_@! Just remember O_O! If I’m dead who’s gonna write the rest of the fic =D?
Goten: -coughs-
O.O’ WHAT ARE U DOING OUT OF THE CLOSET! –Stares- Ugh. I mean O_o; >.> what closet.
Goten: Help ME >_< SHES CRAZY! SHE STUFFED ME IN A CLOSET- SHE PROBABLY RAPED ME TOO.
O.O’’’ G-baby. Now… you know I cant rape the willing.
Trunks: ……. I wasn’t even in this chapter!
Goten- HEY WAIT! YOU MADE BULMA A BITCH! – And all those wonderful woman surrounding me grabbing my ass. You just had to pull me away. And you made me spill coffee all over my chest- ;-;!!!!!
Trunks: -glares. At Goten-
Goten: Your just mad cause you didn’t get any! O.o; Ow. My poor little chest.
Trunks: We both know whose not going to be getting any.
Goten: !!!!!!!!!!!!! NO TRUNKS YOU CANT DO THAT –sobs-
Now boys >.> I don’t think our viewers want to listen to us ramble about. =) so just get back in the closet?
NO!!!!!!!!
Thanks you For the reviews my Special people O_O! ;_; don’t hurt me.>.> -coughs at one specific person.-
Leave your Reviews THANKS! Majin Bulma
Goten: ;_; Tell Trunks to give me some!
>_< GOTEN U TARD! WHEN I SAY THANKS MAJIN BULMA THAT MEANS DON’T TALK ANYMORE!
Goten: ;_; -whispers- tell Trunks to give me some.