Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Distant Light Years ❯ Dawning Thoughts of Grief ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter Nine: Dawning thoughts of Grief.

"LET ME OUT!!" The shriek floated down the long hall to reach Gohan's ears.

"IF YOU DON'T FUCKING LET ME OUT I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!" The shriek became hysterical. Gohan sighed with a shuddering breath. Grief was tormenting him. Why could he never escape it?! Was grief all he was doomed to in his miserable life? He rubbed his temples.

"Let me out! PLEASE!" The cries were desperate. "Gohan?! Are you there?! I can sense you! Let me out brother! PLEASE!" Gohan gripped the window sill tightly as he carefully ignored his brother. It wasn't all that surprising to him that Goten had lost it on the discovery of the gruesome death of his wife.

With a sigh, Gohan tried to pull his mind away from his brother's pleading shrieks, he slid his hand into his right pocket and pulled out the little sliver capsule which held a small chip. It was a mystery to him. He knew Bulma would have been much better at working it out than he. Goten had left this on him when Gohan had been looking through his stuff for any sharp objects.

"It's not like I'm gonna kill my self bro! Only a few of those fucking humans!" Goten yanked against his Ki restraints. "Oh come on! You know how I feel! Remember when they killed Videl, Gohan!" Gohan gritted his teeth, despite all his will power this simple fact got through to him. It was the same. Both had been strong woman, greatly admired for their deeds and beauty of character. Gohan shook his head, the pain was like a newly opened wound.

"Kami, shut up Goten." He whispered as he ground the heel of his palms into his eyes. Gohan gave a heavy sigh as he turned slowly and walked over to the door in the wall. He stared through the small round window at his brother who was chained with Ki restraints to the padded back wall. Goten had blood running down his face from the lesions self inflicted through him scratching at his own face. Gohan wasn't too unfamiliar with that. The amount of times in the night he had woken after he had attacked his eyes in his sleep from the constant nightmares. He would wake with bloody nails and cheeks. He had never successfully managed to rip his eyes out.. yet. He shuddered.

"Your right, of course Goten." He said, his lip twitched slightly. "But.. still.. Father says it's safer for you to be here. Where you can't hurt your self." Goten whined in irritation.

"I'm not going to hurt my self! Kami, Gohan! You know me better than that! Dad doesn't! He hasn't seen me in years! He doesn't know me! He gave up on us Gohan! You must realize that! He even gave up on you!" He yanked on his restrains with grunts of irritation. Gohan sighed and looked down at the capsule in his hand. He slowly held it up to his face. He looked through the window and waved the capsule in front of it.

"So what's on this chip?" Gohan stared blatantly at his little brother. Goten squinted as he struggled to see it through the little window. He leaned back again.

"Oh that's Vegeta's. He brought it back with him from space. He said that he wanted Bulma to work out how to view it, but then he found out she was long dead." He shook his head with a wry smile. "Funny isn't it Gohan. We all lost our wives suddenly." His eyes were so bitter. Gohan frowned. He saw the connection. It was odd but not all that odd. For some reason, deep inside he felt that Bra wasn't meant to die, it had been some kind of fluke that that hunk of marble had crushed her. "He asked me to make a viewer for him. It's almost finished. But you bastards won't let me out to do my work! Now that Bra.. now that.. she isn't.." He stared into space, his voice a ghostly whisper. "Here.." He sucked in a shaky breath. "I have to run Son Transports on my own.." He clenched his eyes shut, his whole face contorting with a wave of pain. "Ah, shit.. you know how that company is the foundation of Trunks's plains!" He twisted in his pinned position painfully. "It will all go tumbling down with out me! And then Trunks.. well he'll be so disappointed." His face was mocking. Gohan shook his head.

"Trunks agreed that you should be restrained for now. He said he's running the business." Goten stared at him for a moment.

"Is that so.." He flinched and his dark eyes dropped to examine the floor of his prison miserably. He hadn't realized that Trunks had sanctioned his imprisonment. He thought that he was locked up at Goku's Fort somewhere. But know that he thought about it he realized he was in a holding pen at the Capsule Corps Buildings.

Goten wiggled around, trying to get some way out of the metal clasps.

"I'm going to see Vegeta, Goten, I will return later!" Gohan then walked off down the hall, followed by Goten's cries for release.

"GOHAN?! DON'T LEAVE ME!" He pulled against his bonds. "DON'T LEAVE ME DAMN IT!"

"Gohan?" He cried. He squirmed and sobbed, the tears running down his cheeks. "Oh why has this happened.." he cried. "Why did she have to go.. why did she have to die!" His whole body shook with the force of his sobs as grief filled him like a raging black storm. He had been in here for hours, crying and screaming like a mad man. He knew it was grief. It was that snake that slithers through the wound in his chest and sinks its fangs to pump his bleeding heart full of venom. His head drooped and he stared at a space on the floor in front of him. His eyes slowly closed and he examined the inside of his eye lids.

"Goten." The voice was familiar. It sung like a gentle bell next to his ear. It was the voice of an angel he had known for his whole life. "Goten, look at me." Slowly he raised his head. He couldn't believe it. It was.. her voice. It wasn't possible. His cream brown eyes opened slowly and looked up into her face. Her gentle blue eyes looked back at his own dark ones, they were full of joy and yet sorrow as they flicked over his condition. "Oh Goten.." Her voice was so soft, gentler than Goten remembered it. Like for once in her life she wasn't bearing the hardships she had gone through and that she was released from the burdening weight of life.

"Bra..?" He breathed her name like how a drowning man sucks in a lung full of air when he breaks the surface of an ice cold ocean. "Oh Bra.." He sobbed out her name, tears of silent joy streamed down his soft cheeks. "Kami, ..Bra.." Her perfect cream colored hand reached up to caress his face, gently wiping away his salty tears. He smiled, his icy heart melting.

"Goten, don't morn for me.. I am always with you." Her hand slid down his chest to his heart. "I am always here. I will never leave you." She closed her sapphire eyes, biting her lip as a single tear ran down her face like a sparkling gem. "Don't give up my love. Continue.. Help my father.. go to where he is needed." Goten stared into her eyes, he opened his mouth to speak but she smiled and placed a finger over his soft lips. "He doesn't belong here Goten, you must realise that.." She shook her head sadly. "Now, listen, if my mother could do it then you can." Goten was confused now, but it was barely felt beside the overwhelming love for the woman in front of him. She shook her head slightly. "Not, my mother, Mirai's mother.. Do you know what I mean Goten?" Goten continued to stare at her. Bra smiled and patted his cheek. "Mirai Bulma, Goten. Do you understand now? Between you and your brother you can build it, I know you can, you have to send him to where he belongs Goten! Please.." Goten was shuddering from the sobs threatening to burst from his chest. "Do it, for me. Ok?" She watched him as he carefully pulled him self together and nodded. Bra smiled as she leaned forward, her light lavender hair drifted to caress his cheeks as she softly kisses his lips. "Remember, Goten.." She whispered against his cheek. "I am with you forever." With that she faded away, the light softened and then she was gone. Goten continued to stare forward at where she had been. He could still smell her sweet sent like golden roses lingering in the air.

"Bra?" He whispered. A tear ran down his face. "I know what to do." He breathed as he opened his eyes.

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