Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Eleven ( Chapter 11 )

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Innocence is Futile

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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky

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Chapter Eleven
Septemer 23
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Two weeks later, as promised, Trunks returned home around eight pm. Her keys rattled in the lock, and she stretched her neck a little as she walked in. "I'm home!" she called, not knowing if Goten was also.

Goten was sleeping in his room, having taken to sleeping for long times recently. He woke up, went to work, came home, played with the rabbit, then went to bed. His mom was worried, and he had grown thin these past few weeks. Gohan thought he would snap out of it soon... they hoped.

"I guess it's just me and Harvey," She chuckled, going to her room. She passed Goten's and saw he was asleep - but figuring he'd just had a long day at work, she headed inside her room and put her capsulised baggage on her dresser - she'd worry about unpacking later, she herself was exhausted. She went over to Harvey's cage and opened it up, and lazily the Rabbit came out to snuffle her.

"Hey Harvey, you miss me?" She asked, pulling him into her lap as she sat on the floor, petting him. The rabbit just settled down, unaccustomedly quiet. She looked in the cage and saw some lettuce, though it was hardly touched.

"Not feeling too well today, boy?" she asked, snuggling him a little more as she pet him.

The rabbit just wiggled his nose slightly, then closed his eyes, "Ah, I guess you're tired," The bunny nuzzled in more against her. "I'll let you get some sleep, if you still don't feel well in the morning, I'll take you to the vet, okay?"

Of course the rabbit didn't answer, and she put him back in his cage, petting him before changing into a large shirt and some shorts to sleep in, and climbing into bed.

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It was the middle of the night, when a small sound woke Trunks. She blinked, sitting up - wondering why she was awake.

There it was again, an odd... coughing sound. She followed it to Harvey's cage, to find the bunny panting. "Harvey?" she asked worriedly - picking him up out of the cage and cuddling him on her lap. The rabbit snuggled up against her stomach and into the crook of her arm. "Hey, you okay?"

The rabbit was shivering, and made that coughing sound again, his whole body convulsing slightly. "Hey, stick with me Harv - you'll be alright, it's just a cold, we'll take you to the Vet in the morning... nobody's open at this hour." She picked up some of the untouched lettuce and tried to offer it to him, but he didn't take it, just the occasional shudders.

"Hey.. c'mon... you'll be alright, Harvey, right?" Trunks asked, worry starting to lace her into a panic, which she pushed down.

The panting breaths stopped. "Harvey...." she pet him, resting her hand on his stomach to feel for his breaths and heartbeats like she did so often. "H... Harvey?" Tears rolled down her cheeks, cuddling the still form to her as she quietly wept.

Goten stirred in his sleep, then blinked his eyes open. He looked at the time, then heard the soft sounds from the livingroom. He got up slowly and started for his doorway to look out.

Trunks was kneeling on the floor, rocking, curled around Harvey, sobbing quietly.

His eyes fell on the empty cage and he sighed. He knew the rabbit had gotten sick. Talking to the vet, it was just old age... there was nothing to be done. He had hoped that the rabbit would have died before Trunks got home....

He walked to his best friend and knelt down, putting an arm on her back. "Hey..."

She flinched, sobbing, just rocking back and forth. "H... Harvey's... he's...."

"I know, Trunks... the vet said it was going to happen soon..." Goten said softly, sitting down and pulling her into his arms.

"He was.. he was just coughing... and I was holding him, and he.. and he just... stopped!" she sobbed, one arm cuddling the limp rabbit while she wept into Goten's shoulder.

"I know..." Goten said softly, rubbing her back and he pet the dead rabbit gently.

"I really cared about him," she sobbed, her tears running down his bare shoulder and chest as she sobbed. "He... and I was away... what if... could... I... " she broke down into incoherent sobbing once more.

"Harvey knew you loved him, Trunks..." Goten told her gently, nuzzling her forehead. "It was just his time..."

"I should... should have.. have stayed..."

"It wouldn't have changed anything, Trunks... you were here when he died... you held him and loved him as he passed... that's the best you can do..."

"Can... can we... bury him? I... don't wanna let him be cremated with dozens of... of others...?" She turned watery, sorrowful blue eyes up to him, her breath still hitching with sobs.

"Of course... wherever you want to, ok?" Goten told her softly, resting his cheek on the top of her head.

She nodded, and sniffled. "Out where we used to hide when we got in trouble?" She asked, hiccoughing slightly.

"Sure."

Trunks moved like she was a puppet, slowly standing and cuddling Harvey to herself, one shaking hand pushing his eyes closed. She reached for his little blanket on the cage and lay it on the floor, sobbing once more as she lay him down on it and nuzzled him, petting him one last time.

Goten watched sadly, then went into the closet to get one of Trunks' shoeboxes and brought it back, putting it beside them.

She carefully wrapped Harvey in the little blanket, then put him into the box, her breath catching in a sob as she closed it and looked up at Goten, pulling the box up and hugging it gently to herself as tears continued to stream down her face.

Goten pulled Trunks into his arms and held her, sighing deeply, his face a scary neutral for the normally emotional demi-saiyan. "Come on, I'll carry you," he told her softly, wrapping his arms tighter around her waist.

She wrapped one arm around his neck, holding the box, "...Thanks..." she said quietly, her small form still shaking with repressed sobs.

Goten picked her up and walked to the balcony, then took off flying for the forest, their hideout.

She remained silent the entire way, and when she was set down on the familiar ground, she went to the base of a tree she often sat under and put down the box, grabbing a nearby rock and starting to dig at the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks, but her sobbing stilled by this single-minded purpose.

Goten walked over and knelt down. He formed a knifehand and shot it into the ground, then pulled it back, a burial hole created in an instant.

Trunks paused, looking up at him slightly, then took the box bearing Harvey, and placed it in the ground, small hands becoming dirt-caked as she put the dirt back in over him, the tears watering it with salt.

Goten just knelt by, watching emotionlessly. He had already detached himself from the rabbit when he learned it was going to die. It was just another sad loss now... but he wouldn't let anything touch his heart again... he had let a thick layer of ice grow on it these last several weeks.

Trunks finally finished burying the pet, patting down the earth with careful preciseness before the tears consumed her once more and she rubbed her eyes, as she sobbed, with the back of one dirt-stained hand.

"Let's go home, Trunks..." Goten said softly, standing, offering his best friend a hand.

She didn't move, just hugging her arms around herself as she wept. "It's... it's not fair... How.. how could I let myself... and then... it's not FAIR!"

"You didn't do anything wrong, Trunks!" Goten stated. "It was a rabbit. It was old. It died! The vet said there was nothing to do."

Trunks jumped up and hit Goten's chest impotently. "But I let myself LOVE him!!" She screamed at him. "AND HE DIED!!!!"

Goten took the abuse. He was thin, but still a saiyan. Finally, though, he grabbed her arms and stopped her. "And now it's gone to a place where it won't ever be sick again, Trunks. And he died knowing that you loved him. That should be enough."

"I want him back!" She screamed, collapsing against him as tears fell fresh and new, her whole body shaking as her weak hands dropped to her sides and her eyes closed tightly against the pain tearing at her.

There was a reason she never let herself get close to any living thing... she was always afraid... afraid something would happen.

Something always happened.

Goten wrapped his arms around her tightly, holding her close. "I know, Trunks... I know. Come on, Let's go home," he picked her up and turned, ready to fly home.

She simply put her arms around his neck as she wept against it.

He flew them home, landing lightly on the balcony and walking into the kitchen. "Come on, let's wash your hands... get the dirt off."

Numbly she followed, her sobbing having now died down to the occasional hiccough, though tears still stained her cheeks and an occasional whimper left her lips.

Goten stood her by the sink, using his hands to wash her own, keeping his presence as a backbone to her, to keep her going. "Everything will be ok, Trunks... " he whispered into her ear as he washed her hands.

She let him help her, barely helping herself. "He... he used to hop right up to me if I was sitting on the floor and drawing... and he'd try to eat my pencils...."

"I know... he ate all of mine first, I think," Goten chuckled a bit, gently washing the soap between each finger.

She tried on a sad smile, still sniffling as she rested back against him slightly. "He always knew if I bought lettuce, too... underfoot while I tried to put groceries away," she remembered.

"Yeah... tried to climb my leg one day when I dared to make a sandwich with his lettuce."

Trunks smiled, laughing softly as her hands were rinsed, only reminder was a bit of dirt under her fingernails.

Goten turned the faucet off and grabbed a towel, drying Trunks' hands carefully. "And if I ever dared eat a carrot in his presence... he cold nosed my kneecap once because of that."

Trunks smiled through her tears, "Yeah... I wonder if he'll give Yemma fits," she let him dry her hands, watching as he did so.

"He hung around us long enough... I'm sure he's already chewing on his pencils and leaving presents in his shoes." Goten nodded, his face soft, but still neautral. He brushed the damp towel over her cheek, wiping off a dirt smudge there.

Trunks smiled sadly, taking the towel and putting it down, and just putting her arms around Goten's waist, resting her head against his chest... just needing to hold and be held.

Goten held her, one hand rubbing her back. "You ok now?"

"..Tryin to be," she nodded with a shuddering sigh.

Goten kissed her forehead. "You will be."

"How can you be sure?" She looked up at him with shining eyes, the sadness just making her look vulnerable.

Goten looked down at her, and his heart skipped a beat. He bit his lip, closing his eyes. "You always are. That's the best part about you, Trunks... you always bounce back."

"It hurts...." she looked away slightly, then rested her head against his chest again. She liked the feel of being held.

"All pains heal... just takes time," he told her, resting his chin on the top of her head, rubbing her back... then letting his fingers play in her hair a bit.

She shrugged, listening to his heartbeat, "I guess...."

"It does... if you let it," he whispered, combing her hair with his fingers.

"I guess...." her head came back to rest against his hand some, her eyes closed. It felt good, his fingers running through her hair.

Goten pet the back of her head as his other hand came up to wipe away the tears from her face. "You'll see..." he told her.

"I guess..." she turned her cheek into his hand. Touch... She sniffled slightly, then opened her eyes to look up at him.

Goten was looking down at her, sadness in his eyes, but also twinged with something else. He opened his mouth to say something, but the sight of her secretive blue eyes... it made him speechless.

She simply watched him, her gaze soft, needy.

Then, on an impulse, Goten leaned down and gently kissed her lips, hoping to make her feel better with the simple action.

She gasped slightly the closed her eyes, leaning into the kiss and returning it.

Goten's heart skipped and his arms wrapped tightly around her, his own sudden need breaking through his ice block and coming out in the passion of a simple kiss.

She returned it, and her passion almost matched his as her lips moved slightly against his in invitation for something more.

His arms moved, one holding her head, the other running to her hips, pulling her body hard against his as his lips opened, his tongue licking long her full lips, asking for entrance to the invitation.

Her own hands slipped up around his shoulders as her lips parted, her tongue searching out his in blind need, a soft moan coming from her throat.

Goten turned them a bit, pressing her back against the wall as he let his tongue dance along hers, his hand kneeding her hip as his other held for balance on the wall.

She groaned, pressing tightly against him as their tongues danced, her chest heaving in quick gasps for air.

Goten groaned as well, his need becoming clear against her stomach as he pressed harder, sucking on her tongue.

She moaned, moving her hips only slightly, and gasping as his thigh brushed against her, affording a feeling she never had, herself, before as she melted into him.

Goten moaned, then pushed himself back, gasping for breath as he searched Trunks' eyes, his own clouded with passion, and the need to be loved and not thrown away again.

And the need of a similar sort was just as prevalent in her own. She panted, biting her lower lip in uncertainty... afraid.

"Trunks... I..." Goten gasped, fear in his eyes. This was his best friend... he shouldn't... but... he wanted to so badly, since the day he saw the female form of Trunks.

"Even... even if it's just tonight... just this once.... I don't want to be alone right now," she said softly. "Empty. You're my best friend, I'll never stop being your best friend - unless you ask me to," she barely whispered, her heart broken, bare, and frightened by its emptiness. "Just... please...."

Goten's eyes lit up and he grabbed her, pulling her back to him, kissing her deeper than before, his answer on his lips, but not spoken.

She clung to him as she returned his kiss with passion, needing him to lead. And the emotion flooding her... it... "Goten..." she whispered against his lips before her tongue darted out to meet and stroke along his own.

Goten's hand ran along Trunks' side as he kissed her, pressed close, tracing her spine... her hips... the ridge of her rear.

She moaned, her own hands tracing the muscles of his back, down to rest on his waistband at his hips.

Goten moaned, his hands snaking around her hips and lifting her off the ground, starting towards the bedroom.

Her kisses got more fervent as she tried to press their kiss even deeper, her tongue mapping out his mouth as he walked.

Goten kicked his door open and lowered Trunks onto his bed pressing down on top of her, his need digging into her hip.

She pulled him close, her hands resting on his waistband, tugging at it.

Kissing her, he reached down to find the hem of her shirt, his calloused hands running along the smooth skin of her stomach and slowly upwards.

She gasped as a strange shiver ran through her. This was her best friend... this was... GOTEN, and she... they... "Uhnnnn," her head fell back... it felt so good.

Not missing a beat, Goten kissed down her jaw and neck, flicking his tongue in the hollow of her throat before kissing along her shoulder.

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