Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ From the inside ❯ I'm scared of Papa ( Chapter 9 )

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Warnings: angst


From the inside-SDPG-SSM


Dawn spread across the snow covered West City while Bulma poured over endless papers spread out in front of her at the dinning room table. She couldn't sleep knowing that her baby boy needed some kind of help. After seeing Trunks being led away from the medical wing, she couldn't sit back and do nothing. Her first born was crying, tear after tear sliding down pale cheeks as his father and Goku retreated towards the main house with him. She was a mother on a mission now. She had pulled up all the best therapists in the surrounding areas that could possibly help find the root of the problem and hopefully help Trunks with dealing and healing of old mental wounds.

"Any luck yet?" Bulma looked up, her glasses holding up her disheveled hair away from her eyes. Goku stood in the doorway, one fist to his eye wiping away the sleep.

"I think I found one place. It's not too far away. Everything is confidential; he doesn't have to use his real name if he doesn't want to. Depending on the severity, they have an inpatient program to help but he can leave at any time he chooses to. How's Goten?" She asked reaching for her mug of coffee.

"Hurt and confused. He really wants to see Trunks, but I think they shouldn't see each other. It would only upset them both again. Gohan thought for sure he'd have to sedate Goten if he didn't calm down."

"And Trunks?"

"He's asleep. Vegeta said he talked himself to sleep. I won't lie to you he's scared. Scared to death that he's become a monster like Jekyll and Hyde, never knowing when the other will come out and cause harm." Bulma nodded, she was scared for the both of them.

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Goten couldn't take it anymore. The bed he was in was uncomfortable, and he couldn't sleep much when Trunks wasn't with him, spooning behind him keeping him and the baby warm and protected. His stomach was rumbling as he sat up and pulled the covers back. He could grab something to munch on while he tried to find out where Trunks was. The main house was quiet for the most part; Goten could hear people talking from the kitchen area as he came near. A chipper Mrs. Briefs cooking mounds of food already, the wonderful smell waffing in the air, greeted him. Bulma sat at the table along with Bra, Panny and Leilani, all eating silently.

"Daddy!" Leilani squealed loudly, bolting from her chair and grabbing him around the legs, so happy to see Goten awake.

"Firefly." He answered softly placing a hand on top of her head, ruffling her hair.

"I was so scared Daddy." She cried out. Goten knew she would be. He carefully knelt down to her level, pulling the small girl into a hug.

"You don't need to be scared at all. I'm alright honey."

"I'm scared of Papa. So scared of him."

"Baby, don't be scared of him. He loves you very much."

"But he hit you Daddy. I…I saw him…he hurt you Daddy." Goten felt his stomach tumble; he didn't know his baby saw what Trunks did. He tightened his hug around her, he was afraid too.

"Goten?" He opened his eyes, shifting them towards Bulma that had called his name.

"I need you to come with me for just a few minutes. Leilani, honey why don't you finish your breakfast so you can go shopping with Great Grandma soon."


Goten found himself walking down endless corridors with Bulma leading the way. He searched out for his koi's ki, only finding it hard to pinpoint. His face still hurt, and the knot on the side of his head throbbed slightly. Overall, he was just tired and hungry.

"The therapists will want to talk with you Goten. Is there anything you'd like to share with us before hand?"

"Everyone knows what I do. I can't stand to see Trunks like this anymore. I want him back to the happy Trunks." She nodded, opening the door to the gravity room. Goten stopped at the threshold, the scent of Trunks heavy in the air. He entered slowly, his hand rubbing slow circles over his pronounced stomach. Gohan and his father were standing near the door, while Bulma was bent over two forms on the other side of the room. Pulling his bottom lip with his teeth, Goten edged closer.

"It's alright Goten. Trunks wants to see you before we leave." Goku reassured his youngest in a whisper, walking with him the rest of the way across the room. Trunks sat on the floor with a blanket wrapped tightly around him, his father sat beside him listening to the information he needed from Bulma.

Blue eyes lifted to see Goten walking towards them. He cringed visibly, noticing the bad bruising on the side of Goten's face. It was worse then anything he had ever done to his Chibi in years. It made him want to cry, shout out to Kami and ask him why this was all happening. Now he knew he had a serious problem. He couldn't turn his back on it when everything he ever worked so hard for in his life was on the line. He couldn't lose Goten, Leilani or the brand new baby that would be born in the matter of months. He stood up on his shaky legs, eyes not leaving his koi for a single second as he gained his balance against the wall. Bulma and Vegeta took this as the time to leave them so they could have a few private moments before Trunks was to leave.

Goten swallowed hard, his hand never ceased in its comforting motion on his stomach. He was afraid to admit that he was finally becoming scared of Tru-chan. He hid it for so long now. Now his daughter was totally frightened by the demi prince.

"I'm sorry baby. Please forgive me? I don't care if you don't ever want to see me again, but please tell me you forgive me before you leave…" The young prince's bottom lip started to betray him; quivering slightly with every word he spoke.

"You need help Trunks. It's for the best. For the both of us and 'our' kids." Goten stressed, continuing to stare into Trunks' eyes.

"But do you forgive me? I need to know…I can't live not knowing if you forgive and trust me Chibi…I'm not sure I can live with what I did to you…" Trunks covered his mouth with a trembling hand, his eyes squeezing shut trying to delay the flow of tears.

"I love you koi, just get better please." Goten whispered, taking a few hesitating steps towards Trunks to kiss him on the cheek. He spun on his heels, the tears pouring from chocolate eyes, making a quick exit out of the room before Trunks could say another word to him. Gohan left the room quickly behind his brother while Goku, Vegeta and Bulma all watched the retreating Son brothers.

"I'm ready to go." With a nod of his head, Goku understood what the young demi prince meant. They left the room to retrieve the items Trunks would need, leaving Vegeta alone with Bulma.

"Are you going with him?" She asked softly, her foot scuffing on the floor slightly, a nervous habit she had never learned to stop.

"Yes."

"I know that if he has to stay there, Goten won't be allowed to see him for a while. Would you mind staying with him? I know he's scared and Leilani…my grandbaby is terrified."

"She needn't be scared. Once things are sorted out and Trunks knows how to control those flashbacks everything will be normal again."

"Vegeta, that's not the point! She's just a little girl that just witnessed Trunks, her Papa roughing up her Daddy. How would you feel if it was you that saw that?"

"Woman, I will make sure she has nothing to fear." The prince snapped, crossing his arms before stalking out of the room to join his koi and his son.

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Goten had crashed himself on the bed in Trunks' old bedroom. He curled up as much as he could, letting out the raw emotions that were eating him alive. Gohan had followed wanting to make sure that his baby brother was doing ok, and wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the health of himself or the fragile life of the baby. Gohan's own heart was breaking just watching the scene before him. He toed off his shoes and curled up around his brother, stroking Goten's hair like he use to do when he was scared chibi to calm him.

Gohan remained that way until the choking sobs subsided and a light snore was heard coming from the form he was wrapped around. He got up gently, grabbing a blanket from the foot of the bed and covering Goten up before leaving the room. He made his way down the halls, finding himself near the front doors. His father and Vegeta stood near the open door while Trunks said goodbye to his mother. The lavender haired prince looked weary as he searched the room. Leilani was on the other side with Panny and Bra staring at Trunks with a death glare. Trunks had frowned when his 'Firefly' wouldn't come near him.

"Lets go. I can't take this anymore." Trunks announced, turning his back on his family and walking towards the door. Vegeta had just grunted and Goku gave a wave before the door closed behind them.


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Maple Wood Therapy Center was located not far from the outskirts of West City. The facility was owned and run by several top physiatrists in the country making it one of the best therapy centers in the region. Trunks now sat thumbing through a questionnaire type form asking all sorts of questions about his life, family and social life. He was left alone to fill the papers out while Goku and Vegeta were talking with one of the doctors.

"So you are saying that this might be stemming from a rape that occurred over a decade ago?" Doctor Eva Warner asked, walking beside Goku down a stark white corridor.

"Me and Vegeta think so, we didn't know anything about it until roughly two years ago. He kept that part of his life locked up."

"Was there any episodes that anyone had noticed that he's had these before now? Right after the rape? Years before this?" Both saiyans shook their heads, both not really sure if there was any way to know if this had happened before.

"Anything else that might of warranted these types of flashbacks that you are aware of?" Dr. Warner stopped, turning to look at both saiyans. Goku shrugged his shoulders while Vegeta looked like he was pondering the question over.

"There was a time, almost a year ago when I had to go over and get him to come out of his home office. Him and his mate were intimate, rough housing in foreplay. Trunks had gotten himself pinned. He had a flashback and injured his mate that night. Not seriously, just enough to knock him silly."

"Yes, that would tend to bring back some not so fond memories. Was there anything that might of provoked him last night?"

"No, not what we can figure out. My son had put my granddaughter to bed and Trunks was in his home office when this happened. Go…Go-chan was in the wrong place at the wrong time." Goku answered. The doctor nodded and then smiled to both men.

"I'm sure we can get to the bottom of things and get them straightened out. Rest assure that Trunks is in good hands here. We'll make sure he gets all the help that he needs. But I would like to talk to his other half. Its best that we have all the information."

"Sure. I'll bring him up here when he is feeling up to it. Is there anything else?"

"Nope. You're free to go. If I have any questions I do have your contact numbers in my office." Goku shook her hand before turning and exiting the building with the proud prince leading the way.


"Good morning Trunks, I'm Dr. Warner. If you would come with me, I'll get you all set up in your room." Trunks complied quickly, following the doctor, listening to her talk about set schedules and some ground rules of the building.

'I'm doing this for you Goten. I can't lose you or my family now.'


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The day seemed to drag on for Goten. He was almost lost without Trunks with him for the most part. Goku decided to stay with his son and granddaughter, while it took a little coaxing to get Vegeta to stay as well. Goku had told the wily prince that there would be extra special favors just for him if he stayed. Of course that caught the older saiyans attention. Who wouldn't want extra 'favors'?

"I'm putting Leilani to bed Geta. She's awfully tired. I'll be back as soon as she's asleep." Goku nuzzled his nose into the thick upswept mane of his lover, smiling giddily before taking the munchkin up to her room.

Goten had been quiet, too quiet for his usual self. He had to find something to do to keep his mind off of his koi.

"I don't want to go in there…" Goten sighed standing outside the home office. He had left most of his college work inside the office, away from small hands that liked to plaster brilliant crayon colors across anything she could get her hands on. He pushed open the door, snapping on the lights to see the total disaster that was spread across the room.

"This is going to take forever to clean. If I picked up all this paper it wouldn't look half bad." Goten commented to himself, toeing the papers out of the way to make a small path to the desk. He straightened some of the desk up before making himself comfortable on the floor, staking papers in neat piles.

"I hope he doesn't expect me to make sure these are in order cause I don't have a single clue what they are of mean." He babbled out looking at sheets of numbers that held only meaning to Trunks.

"What's this?" Goten pulled a half torn manila envelope out of the paper rubble. What greeted him inside was something he never thought he'd see ever in his lifetime.


Vegeta grumbled to himself, he hated being away from his own house but he had promised Kakarott that he would stay with him until he was sure Leilani would be all right.

"No gravity room. No place to spar. What the hell do they do around here? Maybe I don't want to know the answer to that." Vegeta forged onward, going towards the den. His sensitive hearing caught Goten crying once again and he sighed. He had never seen so many blubbering emotions until the last twenty-four hours.

"Hasn't he run out of tears yet? Damn hormones." He growled out, heading straight for the office. He found the youngest Son leaning against the desk, arms wrapped around himself tightly, so upset he was at the point of hyperventilating.

"Calm down. What's got you so…oh Kami…" Vegeta glanced at the desktop finding exactly what Goten had just moments ago. Pictures. A stack of pictures of Trunks…being raped. The only clear object in all the pictures was Trunks' face and body and the gun to the side of his head in almost all of them. The rapists made sure that there were no pictures of them that could be identified easy. Vegeta stood mouth gaped in total shock. The pictures were recent. He could tell by the 'Joining' scar that was made on Trunks' upper right arm during the knife ceremony.

"Geta it hurts…ahhhh…" Goten had whimpered out before his voice was laced with pain, while his hands still gripped his stomach.

"Not now boy, its too early. You have to calm down. KAKAROTT!"