Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ From The Pages ❯ In Exchange For Eternity ( Chapter 2 )

From The Pages

By: Nova Starlight

 

Chapter 2: In Exchange For Eternity

 

Many creatures of Heaven and Hell had gathered together for a very important speech that the Supreme Kai was about to give. The Supreme Kai had spent the last few weeks re-evaluating the souls of some of the people who had been sentenced to Hell a long time ago. Enma and Princess Snake were there and listening very carefully to find out what would become of Vegeta's soul. Both of them believed that he should be in Hell and were worried that the Supreme Kai would take pity on him and change that.

They looked forward immediately and quieted when they saw the Supreme Kai stand straight ready to address the crowd. He knew that this had been one of the most difficult decision he had ever had to make and would probably cause the most uproar. “Spirits of Heaven and Hell, I have come forward to announce that despite pleas from his victims, West Kai, South Kai, East Kai, Enma, & Princess Snake. I believe that Prince Vegeta's crimes are in the past and he should be granted a new status of `redeemed.'”

They were both stunned, each had believed that their plea would have been enough to convince Shin to change his decision. It seemed such was not the case and now when Vegeta died he would be allowed access into Heaven and receive no punishment for his crimes. There had to be something that they could do to stop this from happening. They looked at each other and slipped away from the crowd quietly.

A week later, Vegeta was once again visiting Trunks's grave, he trudged through the fallen leaves barely registering the passing of a season. When he reached Trunks's tombstone he leaned down and brushed away the leaves that had fallen over his name. There had to be something he could do, though he was more accepting of Trunks' death now, he had not even began to really deal with it. The constant flashbacks seemed to keep him from ever really putting it all behind him. As he thought over everything again he felt tears come to his eyes.

Watching him covertly from a tall branch in a nearby tree, was a demon that Princess Snake and Enma had sent. He watched Vegeta closely and felt an odd mixture of shock and glee when he saw those tears. This was going to be much easier than he could have ever thought possible. Though he had to admit he would have never believed from all the stories he had been told that their plan would have worked at all. He lowered himself down gently to the ground and began to approach Vegeta from behind, with every step he was just waiting to be sensed.

When Vegeta did sense him and turned around, he stopped short and maintained eye contact with him for a few moments. “Are you Prince Vegeta?” he asked.

“Who wants to know?” Vegeta snapped back. “And you had better have a good reason for bugging me, because this is not a good time. He smiled instinctively but then he realized that smile might put him in a considerably worse mood, so he turned his head away.

“My name is not important, I am a demon from the otherworld and I am here to inform you that there was an appeal to your status of redeemed that was overruled. There were quite a few people that were upset by that decision.”

“Well, it seems to be in people's natures to be pissed off about one thing or another,” replied Vegeta. “I just don't have any idea what the hell you expect me to do about it.”

`That's where my offer comes in,” the demon countered. “I can give you something you want, for example the return of your son's life, in exchange for your soul spending an eternity in Hell.”

Vegeta's eyes bugged out of his head. Could it be true? Was there really a way to get his son's life back? “How can you make such an offer?” he asked.

“Let's just say that I have my ways,” he replied. “Now are you interested or not?” Vegeta looked down and quickly pondered his options. Deep down he had always known that Hell was where he really belonged, what hardship would it be to go where he should have always been to give his son another chance.

“I'll do it,” he replied. Then he watched as the demon unrolled a parchment and produced a quill for him to sign it with. He quickly scrawled his signature on the parchment and it disappeared.

“I'll bring Trunks to Capsule Corp tomorrow at three p.m. exactly,” he commented. “Everything else will be arranged without you needing to do anything. I would suggest you not inform the whole world of our agreement.” Then he himself disappeared into thin air Vegeta was left wondering if it had all really happened and excitedly looking forward to the next day. He smiled and thought of everything that he needed to do; most importantly he needed to make sure that he let Goten know so he could be there as well.

The next day, Vegeta waited nervously for Trunks's arrival. He was not sure how everything would play out so the only people there waiting with him were, Bulma, Bra, and Goten. Each one of them was nervous for their own reasons and as he looked over at Bulma, he saw her watching the second hand on her clock tick by expectantly. As the hands finally aligned to at three p.m. she looked up to see a bright burst of light. The area in front of them seemed to warp and rip as if it were simply a backdrop of colored paper. Then Trunks appeared and everyone was focused on him.

Trunks was looking around stunned by the scenery. One moment he had been in the otherworld and suddenly it looked like he was back on Earth. When he looked towards the people anxiously standing before him, he was rushed at by his mother, sister, and lover; who were all sobbing hysterically. Not sure what the hell was happening, other than the fact that he actually seemed to be back on Earth, he remained silent and allowed himself to enjoy being hugged.

Then he felt as if his eyes were pulling him to look elsewhere and he made eye contact with the one person that was not hugging him and crying. Vegeta stood back watching the entire scene with a strange look on his face. Trunks knew that he should not have expected anything different but for some reason he had; though he would be the first to admit he did not know what he really had expected. He looked away and gently pushed Bulma and Bra from his body, but remained holding on to Goten.

He sighed when he remembered how their relationship had ended. All those fights over him not revealing his sexuality to his parents, well that was no longer going to be a problem, he was going to make sure of it. He looked into Goten's eyes and brushed away the tears from his cheeks. “I am going to give you everything you wanted,” he whispered softly. Then he kissed him hard and passionately, Goten was surprised by the kiss but found himself relaxing into it despite his shock. Trunks however remained observant, while they were kissing he let his eyes meet Vegeta's again wanting to gauge his reaction. He was waiting for the surprise, disgust, or anger to come crossing over his features but it never did.

After about fifteen minutes he broke the kiss and kept his eyes on Vegeta. “Why weren't you surprised, Vegeta?” he asked.

He could feel himself wince in response to being called by his name, instead of Dad or Father. He saw Goten open his mouth and realized he was probably going to mention the journal. He looked at him crossly until he closed his mouth again. Then he looked back at Trunks and replied, “Kakkarot's brat told me everything after you died. So I already know about the two of you having a relationship.”

Trunks smiled and began to approach him. “Good,” he stated. “That will make what I am about to say much easier.” He stopped as he and Vegeta were standing toe to toe. “I hate you,” he whispered. Vegeta's jaw dropped but he had even more to say. “I spent my life here trying to impress you and never succeeding. Well, I have realized something, I don't give a damn what you think of me. You could die right now, right here in front of me and I would not bat an eye.” With each hurtful word, Vegeta felt as if a knife was being twisted in his heart. Then Trunks took a deep breath and delivered the final blow. “Fuck your approval, and fuck you.” Then he looked away from him.

Vegeta hated this feeling, he had known since reading that diary that Trunks had reason to hate him, but the knowledge had been battling his hope that he would be forgiven. He should have known better. He watched Trunks start to approach Goten and silently listened to see what he would say to him.

Goten saw Trunks approach him and closed his eyes. He had been more than a little shocked to see the way that Trunks had come at Vegeta. His mind was unwillingly recalling all the things that he had done that would anger Trunks and just waited for a similar onslaught. Then he felt hands wrap around him and hold him gently to Trunks' body. “I know we have a lot to talk about,” he said finally. “But for now I only have one question, can I move in with you?”

Goten opened his eyes and looked at Trunks. “Of course you can,” he replied. Trunks then smiled at him brightly and he felt as if his heart had skipped a beat. He had definitely gotten the opposite of what he had been expecting.

After a few seconds he turned away and commented, “I'll just go upstairs and pack my things. I do not see any sense in hanging around here longer than necessary.” Goten followed him mutely, still somewhat in a residual state of shock, and barely noticed that Bulma had followed him upstairs to his room as well.

“Trunks, I know you and Vegeta have always had your differences, but is that any reason for you to leave like this?”

“I cannot think of a better reason,” he replied.

“Please Trunks, you just got back and now you are leaving again.”

“Don't be melosdramatic mom. I am just moving a few miles away, not leaving for another planet. Then he opened his closet and began grabbing piles of clothes and other miscellaneous items at random and tossing them into a nearby box. When he turned around to face her is when he saw that she was really upset by the whole ordeal. “Don't worry,” he said reassuringly. “I will come over and visit you all the time while Vegeta is training in the damned gravity room.”

Before she could explain that there was no longer any gravity room and that Vegeta no longer trained, he had passed off his box of stuff to Goten and began to walk out the door. He hugged his mother and sister one last time before he walked right past Vegeta and out of the house.

As he walked by Vegeta, he gave him no recognition and looked as if he had simply walked by a statue, not a living, breathing, person. Watching the entire exchange, no one was really sure how to act but Goten could not help himself from feeling slightly guilty. He felw off with trunks towards his home and kept himself from looking back.

Vegeta however, watched them until he could no longer see them in the distance and then he allowed his last tear to fall and hoped that Trunks would now have the life he deserved.

 

To Be Continued. . .

 

Author's Notes: No I did not die and trust me the chapters should be posted a little more frequently now.