Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Down With The Sickness ❯ In Dealing With These Changes ( Chapter 8 )

Down With The Sickness

Rating: NC17

Pairings: Combinations of Trunks, Gohan, Goten, Gokou, and Vejita

Warnings: incest, yaoi, incest, lemon, incest, violence, incest, smut… incest.

Summary: Trunks and Gohan are both in love… with their own special loves.

(Don't assume anything!) However, when they start to notice others, they begin to wonder…

Author's Notes: Heh…sorry about the huge delay. The next chapter won't take as long. It's almost complete and just needs a quick beta. ^____^

In Dealing With These Changes:

He was tired of it! Goten was sick of Gohan favoring everyone but him! He hated it all, and he was going to stop the games right now! He didn't care if Gohan was hurt by the truth. It was time that he knew, and he was going to make sure that Videl knew what was going to happen if she didn't stop taking Gohan away from him!

Storming through the mansion that resided in the center of Satan City, Goten screamed for Videl as loud as could. Glass trembled, threatening to shatter. Servants that roamed through the house winced and dropped whatever they were doing to protect their ears from the powerful cry.

"WHHHAAAAAATTTTTTTT?!"

The voice was almost as powerful as Goten's. Because of his hypersensitive ears, Goten was forced to wince at the shriek also. The ningen servants' ears were bleeding now. They rushed away to tend to their injuries, leaving Videl and Goten alone in the foyer of the mansion.

Appearing at the head of the stairs, body sweaty from an obvious workout, Videl scowled, leaning over the banister. Goten resisted the urge to throw a ki blast at her and end his misery at this very moment. It was annoying to have this kind of power and not be able to use it. "You and my brother will stop dating now!" he cried out to her.

Videl snickered. "Oh please, Goten!"

"I'm serious, Videl! If you don't stop seeing Gohan, I'll tell him the truth!"

"And if you tell him the truth, then I'll be forced to tell him a certain truth also!" Videl raised a brow, a kinky little smirk passing across her lips with knowledge that Goten could only guess. He swallowed, licking his lips. This had to be a trick. Videl didn't know anything! He'd done nothing wrong in his entire life… that didn't involve Trunks and a few mischievous adventures, as well as kinky thoughts, but that wasn't wrong! A lot of people believed the two of them were going to end up in love one day. They would expect such a thing. "I don't consider what I do with Trunks wrong! You have no blackmail over me!"

"Really, Goten? You sleep with Trunks?"

"SLEPT! And that was a long time ago!"

"Mmhmm…" she giggled. "Well, that's nice and all, but that's not what I was talking about. I mean… do you really think that Gohan and Vejita would be pleased with your little… what do you call them, Goten? Your explorations? After all, Piccolo was Gohan's first love… and Vejita is quite possessive of his lovers… mates… whatever you freaks call them!" She waved her hand absently, waving away all the pride and respect of the Saiyajin race.

Goten trembled with rage and fear.

"I… I…"

"What?" Videl's eyes widened dangerously as she leaned over the banister, breasts nearly popping out of the low-cut shirt she wore. "You didn't know what Bulma was doing when she touched you… down there?" Videl's hands roamed from over her bulging breasts, down across her abdomen to grab her crotch. "Didn't it feel good, Goten?" she grinned with a pleasant little rich-powerful-girl smile.

Gohan loved this whore?

"And don't even tell me you didn't know what Piccolo was doing! Gohan and that… that thing must have fucked each other a million times. You probably snuck out in the woods and jerked off during one of their `training sessions'!" She scoffed, flipping back her short hair.

It was the truth, but that didn't ease Goten's panic any.

Videl shook her head with a yawn, as if he was an annoyance that had to be dealt with. She tilted her head, leaning back, hands resting on the pale crystal banister. A person could almost taste the scent of money in the air, it was that powerful. It should have been Gohan's - this house, this life, these servants. They could have been richer than Bulma, but no, of course not. Gohan couldn't take credit for what he'd done, for protecting the planet, and instead he gave it all to this slut's father.

Goten shook his head in disgust as he gazed up to her. Videl even smelled like Satan-san… like the scent of money and cockiness. In fact… she reeked of it.

Smirking, Goten turned and moved towards the doorway to leave. He paused as he gripped the golden handle. "Videl… just a helpful little tip. You may want to wash your father's seed off of your skin before you chat with Gohan again."

He craned his neck to wink at Videl before turning, walking out of the door, into the warm afternoon sunlight, where the birds sang their sweet song of joys and victories.

~*~

TBC

~Jady