Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Crossing the Boundaries ❯ Confession ( Chapter 10 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: KrimsonTwilight 
Will I finally find out what's going on with Trunks by admitting that I want to be with him?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / / Hentai / Drama / Angst / Action | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 02.23.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 683 | Status: Work In Progress
Will I finally find out what's going on with Trunks by admitting that I want to be with him?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / / Hentai / Drama / Angst / Action | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 02.23.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 683 | Status: Work In Progress
" But you...I thought... " Goku stammered before falling in a stunned silence.
The confusion in his voice was apparent, and it was perfectly simple to understand why my comment had caught him totally off guard. I'd spent the afternoon crying over what Trunks had done to me the previous night, and I'd almost, though not quite, admitted that I was in love with the young prince.
These words had come mostly of their own accord. It wasn't what I'd actually planned to say, but when he'd refused to look me in the eye - something snapped.
" You thought wrong. But then I guess that's something we're all guilty of lately. Don't you agree? " My glare had never moved from the young man sprawled on the chair. His face was turned away, but I could see the corner of his mouth turn down slightly at the meaning behind my comment.
Goku tried to intervene then, no doubt hoping to head off an argument, " This isn't the way to handle this... "
" No. " I cut him off taking a step further into the house, " You're right. Why fight? Why deal with it at all? It's not your problem, Goku, and it's not the high and mighty prince's problem. And of course, there's no one else in this house who has any reason to be bothered with this petty little nuisance. After all, it's only my life we're talking about. "
" Watch your tone, girl. "
" My tone? " I spun around to face Vegeta who was standing several feet away. " My tone. " I shook my head with a disheartened laugh. " Heaven forbid I say anything to offend you, your highness. By then why should anything I say have any effect on you, Vegeta? You haven't given me a second thought since you got here...don't bother starting now. In your own words...this situation is none of your concern anymore. "
He took two steps towards me before stopping himself, and his voice shook with barely contained rage when he spoke. " How dare you...you little brat... "
There was some irrational satisfaction seeing him in this position. He wouldn't touch me. Not now. I was carrying his flesh and blood - even I knew that Vegeta valued family.
This time, I was the one who smirked, " Yeah, I thought so. "
" That's enough. "
When I turned and saw Trunks standing there, I nearly lost my resolve. Every time I looked at him memories of our passion flashed in my mind. Whether it was an effect of the bond or just my own desire, I don't know, but it made me weak.
He seemed agitated, and he still wouldn't quite meet my eyes. It took everything I had not to crumble then and there. Could it be that I would finally get some answers - even if they weren't what I wanted to hear?
" Do you actually have something to say? " I asked trying not to allow my failing confidence to show.
" I just don't feel like listening to this right now, " he said calmly.
I think my jaw nearly hit the floor when I heard those words come out of his mouth. My hands balled into fists at my sides to keep them from shaking as I stared at him with utter disbelief, " What? " I exclaimed. " You don't...what? "
" I don't see what everyone is so riled about either, " he shrugged, " especially you. It's what you wanted, isn't it? "
" You pretentious, self serving son of a bitch! I never wanted this! What part of that depraved little mind of yours came up with that notion? "
He rolled his eyes at my outburst, " I'm not blind. You were completely obvious about it. I'm surprised you weren't holding up a sign that said take me. "
I was struck speechless for a long moment. Of course I'd been attracted to him, I was only human, but for him to stand there and blatantly state that I'd been asking for him to violate me...to...He couldn't mean it! Surely there was some other reason that he was saying these horrible things.
" You can't honestly believe that, " I whispered faintly.
" Is that so? " He moved closer standing only a few inches away now. I could feel the heat of his body and hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
I nodded slightly, " You know it's not true. "
" Do I? How could you possibly know that? " he challenged, but his voice was soft.
" I just do. "
He studied me for a moment, and I couldn't quite place what I saw in his eyes. I still couldn't feel anything through the bond beyond his presence, but surely we were on the verge of working things out. He had to open up eventually.
" What happens now? "
" I - I don't know. "
" What do you want to happen? "
He was too close. I couldn't think straight. " I want to be with you. That's all I ever wanted, " I finally admitted.
I think there was a hint of surprise in his expression when I said that, but it quickly vanished. " You really think it could work? "
" I do. "
He leaned down slightly, and I could feel his breath against my lips. My heartbeat quickened with anticipation. So close...
" Too bad it's not going to happen, " he murmured then brushed past me and headed towards the door.
Gohan and Goten were still outside, and I saw them step aside to avoid the door when Trunks threw it open. I couldn't see their faces, but I had a feeling they were well aware of what had been happening.
A last desperate plea fell from my lips as I watched him go, " B - but Trunks, I'm pregnant. We're - we're going to have a baby. "
He hesitated in the doorway -- one hand holding the screen door open...the other braced against the frame. I could see the muscles in his back tense even through the material of his shirt. He looked down and drew a sharp breath. My heart skipped a beat. Maybe now he would come to his senses. Perhaps all wasn't lost.
" That was a mistake. A stupid mistake. You deal with it. " Then he was gone.
It felt like the breath had been physically ripped from my body. For a long period no one moved, then I heard a voice from somewhere. I think it was Gohan, but I couldn't be certain. I knew the door opened a second time when I felt the cool air brush my face, but in those first few seconds nothing seemed real. I was totally numb.
The next thing I was aware of was the sound of my heartbeat, then someone took me by the shoulders and tried leading me to the couch. At first I didn't resist the assistance and blindly moved across the room. I could hear them talking though I paid no mind to what was being said. Quite frankly, I didn't give a damn. Let them think what they wanted and draw whatever conclusions suited them best...
" Leave me alone. " I shrugged off the hands and walked purposefully across the room to the hallway.
Goku tried to call me back, but I ignored him. I knew that I couldn't handle the sympathy or the pity or whatever else was in store for me after the scene that had just taken place.
As soon as my foot hit the first step I started running and didn't stop until I collapsed, trembling, behind my locked door. I was gasping for breath, and my nails had cut into the palms of my hands. At this rate, I would be in a mental institution before too long.
There was no sound outside the door, and I was torn between relief and disappointment - it was becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish one emotion from another. The only thing I knew for certain at this point was that I was hurting in a way that exceeded my capacity to feel. There were no words to express the depth of the pain his words had caused.
Over and over I had accepted him for what he was - forgiven what he'd done because my heart wanted to believe that there was something more lurking behind those beautiful eyes - something tender and sincere. He was my mate, and I'd truly believed that he felt something for me. It was my biggest mistake. I wanted so much to cry, but I had no tears left to give. I had nothing left to give...
The confusion in his voice was apparent, and it was perfectly simple to understand why my comment had caught him totally off guard. I'd spent the afternoon crying over what Trunks had done to me the previous night, and I'd almost, though not quite, admitted that I was in love with the young prince.
These words had come mostly of their own accord. It wasn't what I'd actually planned to say, but when he'd refused to look me in the eye - something snapped.
" You thought wrong. But then I guess that's something we're all guilty of lately. Don't you agree? " My glare had never moved from the young man sprawled on the chair. His face was turned away, but I could see the corner of his mouth turn down slightly at the meaning behind my comment.
Goku tried to intervene then, no doubt hoping to head off an argument, " This isn't the way to handle this... "
" No. " I cut him off taking a step further into the house, " You're right. Why fight? Why deal with it at all? It's not your problem, Goku, and it's not the high and mighty prince's problem. And of course, there's no one else in this house who has any reason to be bothered with this petty little nuisance. After all, it's only my life we're talking about. "
" Watch your tone, girl. "
" My tone? " I spun around to face Vegeta who was standing several feet away. " My tone. " I shook my head with a disheartened laugh. " Heaven forbid I say anything to offend you, your highness. By then why should anything I say have any effect on you, Vegeta? You haven't given me a second thought since you got here...don't bother starting now. In your own words...this situation is none of your concern anymore. "
He took two steps towards me before stopping himself, and his voice shook with barely contained rage when he spoke. " How dare you...you little brat... "
There was some irrational satisfaction seeing him in this position. He wouldn't touch me. Not now. I was carrying his flesh and blood - even I knew that Vegeta valued family.
This time, I was the one who smirked, " Yeah, I thought so. "
" That's enough. "
When I turned and saw Trunks standing there, I nearly lost my resolve. Every time I looked at him memories of our passion flashed in my mind. Whether it was an effect of the bond or just my own desire, I don't know, but it made me weak.
He seemed agitated, and he still wouldn't quite meet my eyes. It took everything I had not to crumble then and there. Could it be that I would finally get some answers - even if they weren't what I wanted to hear?
" Do you actually have something to say? " I asked trying not to allow my failing confidence to show.
" I just don't feel like listening to this right now, " he said calmly.
I think my jaw nearly hit the floor when I heard those words come out of his mouth. My hands balled into fists at my sides to keep them from shaking as I stared at him with utter disbelief, " What? " I exclaimed. " You don't...what? "
" I don't see what everyone is so riled about either, " he shrugged, " especially you. It's what you wanted, isn't it? "
" You pretentious, self serving son of a bitch! I never wanted this! What part of that depraved little mind of yours came up with that notion? "
He rolled his eyes at my outburst, " I'm not blind. You were completely obvious about it. I'm surprised you weren't holding up a sign that said take me. "
I was struck speechless for a long moment. Of course I'd been attracted to him, I was only human, but for him to stand there and blatantly state that I'd been asking for him to violate me...to...He couldn't mean it! Surely there was some other reason that he was saying these horrible things.
" You can't honestly believe that, " I whispered faintly.
" Is that so? " He moved closer standing only a few inches away now. I could feel the heat of his body and hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
I nodded slightly, " You know it's not true. "
" Do I? How could you possibly know that? " he challenged, but his voice was soft.
" I just do. "
He studied me for a moment, and I couldn't quite place what I saw in his eyes. I still couldn't feel anything through the bond beyond his presence, but surely we were on the verge of working things out. He had to open up eventually.
" What happens now? "
" I - I don't know. "
" What do you want to happen? "
He was too close. I couldn't think straight. " I want to be with you. That's all I ever wanted, " I finally admitted.
I think there was a hint of surprise in his expression when I said that, but it quickly vanished. " You really think it could work? "
" I do. "
He leaned down slightly, and I could feel his breath against my lips. My heartbeat quickened with anticipation. So close...
" Too bad it's not going to happen, " he murmured then brushed past me and headed towards the door.
Gohan and Goten were still outside, and I saw them step aside to avoid the door when Trunks threw it open. I couldn't see their faces, but I had a feeling they were well aware of what had been happening.
A last desperate plea fell from my lips as I watched him go, " B - but Trunks, I'm pregnant. We're - we're going to have a baby. "
He hesitated in the doorway -- one hand holding the screen door open...the other braced against the frame. I could see the muscles in his back tense even through the material of his shirt. He looked down and drew a sharp breath. My heart skipped a beat. Maybe now he would come to his senses. Perhaps all wasn't lost.
" That was a mistake. A stupid mistake. You deal with it. " Then he was gone.
It felt like the breath had been physically ripped from my body. For a long period no one moved, then I heard a voice from somewhere. I think it was Gohan, but I couldn't be certain. I knew the door opened a second time when I felt the cool air brush my face, but in those first few seconds nothing seemed real. I was totally numb.
The next thing I was aware of was the sound of my heartbeat, then someone took me by the shoulders and tried leading me to the couch. At first I didn't resist the assistance and blindly moved across the room. I could hear them talking though I paid no mind to what was being said. Quite frankly, I didn't give a damn. Let them think what they wanted and draw whatever conclusions suited them best...
" Leave me alone. " I shrugged off the hands and walked purposefully across the room to the hallway.
Goku tried to call me back, but I ignored him. I knew that I couldn't handle the sympathy or the pity or whatever else was in store for me after the scene that had just taken place.
As soon as my foot hit the first step I started running and didn't stop until I collapsed, trembling, behind my locked door. I was gasping for breath, and my nails had cut into the palms of my hands. At this rate, I would be in a mental institution before too long.
There was no sound outside the door, and I was torn between relief and disappointment - it was becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish one emotion from another. The only thing I knew for certain at this point was that I was hurting in a way that exceeded my capacity to feel. There were no words to express the depth of the pain his words had caused.
Over and over I had accepted him for what he was - forgiven what he'd done because my heart wanted to believe that there was something more lurking behind those beautiful eyes - something tender and sincere. He was my mate, and I'd truly believed that he felt something for me. It was my biggest mistake. I wanted so much to cry, but I had no tears left to give. I had nothing left to give...