Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ma Baby's daddy ❯ Some go up, most go down ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Another one!!!

I hope you readers enjoy it!

-trugota87 (I don't own them)

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Goten walked strong and tall behind his employer, an old man named Cole Porter, an entrepreneur of some sorts. Mr. Porter was a bit on the weird side, but goten was used to such things. Mr. Briefs was in the same category as Cole Porter. Mr. Porter was a paranoid old man and paid his body guards well, because they really didn't last that long. Porter was wanted for his money; his own family members were trying to kill him. In goten's opinion Mr. Porter had every right to be paranoid.

Goten's job was simple, he had to make sure his client made it from home to work in the morning and vice versa. There was a quite a number of attempts on his life in the past couple of months; this worried goten quite a bit so he decided to live at the old man's servant courters six days a week. Goten was okay with having Saturday off, a day for him and bra to get together. Bra after all was taking care of trunks' spot in Capsule Corporation and at the same time making her dent in the family business. The more he thought about it the more he was proud of bra.

Goten stood next to the door, dressed in a suit and had Mr. Porter was clear in his sights. Mr. Porter was attending a meeting, and clearly was sleeping through it all. Good thing goten was wearing dark sunglasses because he was really fighting to keep his eyelids open. Goten's eyes shot open when he felt something poke him. Mr. Porter Giggled as he kept poking Goten's side.

“Let's go boy, I'm tired and quite irritable…I need a nap.” Mr. Porter said as he walked to the exit with goten close behind him.

Once outside goten ran and opened the limo door and help the elderly man into the vehicle. Goten entered the other side and faced Mr. Porter and signaled the driver to drive. The old man coughed and spat a huge looggie in his hanker chief and stuffed it in his suit pocket. Goten gagged a little bit and he hoped that the Mr. Porter didn't see that.

“So, boy you have been my shadow for two months right?” Mr. Porter asked as he let his body get comfortable on the seat Cochin.

“Two and half sir...” goten kindly corrected. He was nervous; his back was straight as a board on seat.

“Oh yes, yes…” Mr. Porter said as he nodded. “I was wondering what your plans are for the future?”

Goten was caught off guard with Mr. Porter's question. He sat there thinking what to say….

“Well, I…”

“Don't tell me you're embarrassed of your dreams, boy.” Mr. Porter asked.

“No, I'm not… I just never had someone hear out my future plans, except one person.”

“Really, who is that person?”

Goten blushed he never talked about his plans other then bra.

“A special someone right?”

“Yes, she is very special to me and so far our relationship has grown into something… indescribable.”

“Maybe profound… is the word you are looking for.” Mr. Porter added

“Yes… I love her, and it's a bit of a complicated situation.”

“Wow, you sound like my first son…” porter chuckled.

“Oh? How so, sir?”

“Well my boy fell deeply in love with a young woman, who had the misfortune to be born poor, raised by her drunken mother and a teen pregnancy.” He paused, “my first wife hated the idea of them together, so much that she manipulated me to believe the way she thought about the situation.”

Mr. Porter stayed silent goten sat uncomfortably looking at the old man. Mr. Porter looked down at his cane, his eyes showing a slight hint of sadness.

“I forbid him from seeing her, my son took it bad and told me he was going to marry her and take her bastard child in as his own. I couldn't believe it, it was crazy what he was doing and told him, if he did that he well be disowned and that he will not be welcomed back into the family ever.” He paused took off his glassed and rubbed he's eye lids “he did it without our blessings and without us, his family being there. As promised I removed him from my will and assets, I even fired him from the family company, so I don't see him… I was foolish, because I pushed my son, the only son who was honorable and did anything for the company, the family and mostly for me…but he couldn't give up his love. You see I didn't love my wife, it was arranged by my parents as their parents did to them. Just to keep her happy and her mouth shut I did that to my only decent son. Now my two younger children want me dead so they can split the company, the properties, everything I own and sale them. They never had to work to get anything in life. That's how they treat me.”

“What happened to your wife now?”

“We divorced after I disowned my son, the damage was done. My two younger children were taken by her and that is why the hate they have towards me and the want of me dead comes from.”

“That's tough sir.”

“I know that your life won't turn out like mine”
“sir, I hope it doesn't”

“It won't because my son followed his heart and far as I know him, his wife, children even the adopted child are the happiest people I know. What's taking you and your lady friend to get married?”

“Um, it's complicated sir.”

“We have a long ride and I need a good story before my next nap.”

Goten smirked a little and removed his sunglasses. `I can't believe that my love life and love struggles are going to be this old guy's entertainment.' Goten thought. Mr. Porter got comfortable putting his cane on the car carpeted floor and he swung his legs onto the car seat and lay down.

Goten adjusted himself on the car seat maybe trying to kill some time before telling how his forbidden love with the capsule corp. heiress started and how he hopes it would end. He took in a deep breath, Mr. Porter was looking at goten intently.

“Well, my father and her mother have been friends since they were kids, so I guess she and her family are family friends. She's a bit younger than me so I never thought of her as potential dating martial. She's is my father's best friend's daughter and my best friend's little sister. So let's just say she should be off limits. A rule that I followed for so long.” Goten paused and started remembering the day he noticed bra as young attractive young woman. “Then during a family get together bbq mixture; her brother was out partying avoiding his family and friends because he is jerk like that, I had the most wonderful time with her. You, see I knew her all my life and remember vaguely when she was born, but that afternoon and evening I learned who she really was. I fell in love with her intellect and higher knowledge of the world the revolved around us. She wasn't just a young dumb adult, which I have encountered in my life. She was real, down to earth, funny and wise. That night something changed in my taste of women, she changed it. That night I brought my ex girlfriend and she spent the whole night drinking and dancing obnoxiously; she embarrassed me many of a time… but that night I didn't care, because I wasn't trying to be with her anymore, being with her was a chore making sure everything went well, her behavior, her drinking and her volume level. Now days I wonder why I wasted my time with her. That night I had to leave early because my ex girlfriend threw up in her shirt. She was so wasted that she lifted up her shirt and vomited inside it.”

“That's disgusting.”

“I know, well… I had to leave. I asked bra to wait for me as I dropped this woman off at her house, she said she would wait. Without me knowing the party was over from the fiasco, I came back to empty picnic area in the west city park… but she was there sitting on an empty picnic table… there we talked all night till dawn… I brought her home and she and I shared a kiss… both confused about what we both felt. Things were awkward for the next month or I avoided her a little bit, but then she made the move and told me that she wanted me and she knew I wanted her too. So we started or secret relationship.”

“What, so you're telling me that, this girl you're seeing is Bra? Bra briefs? The daughter of Bulma Briefs and granddaughter of Mr. briefs the establisher of Capsule Corporation?”

“Yes, that's her.”

“By Joe! Small world…” Mr. Porter chuckled. “I had a meeting with Trunks Brief, the son of Bulma, but he never showed; his sister took over. I met her, she's beautiful! Congrats my boy! Wait but she's pretty young isn't she.”

“Well, that's why I tried avoiding her before she came up to me and told me how she felt and she wanted to follow through with her feelings. Now we are here, want to be together forever, but don't want to ruin any family or friendships, so everything is a secret.”

“Don't worry boy the secret stays with me. But tell me boy.”

“Yes.”

“How do you know the briefs and be so buddy buddy with them, if you are who you say, from a farming family.”

“Oh, that's another story.”

“Oh damn, and we are already here… let's save it for another time then.”

“Totally sir.” Goten grinned and opened the door and helping the old man out.

“Listen I don't want you think that, what I did to my boy is what the briefs are going to do to you and your girl. Bulma is such a sweet, kind, and intelligent woman; who is also with the times… look who she married, it was a scandal when she became pregnant of him, and he is such a moody man and very silent. Gives me the hibby gibbies.” The old man said as he walked in his mansion, with goten following closely.

Goten floated down to his parents' house; which was under construction. It needed to be upgraded to the century he and his mother lived. Goten smiled a waved at the construction workers and they waved back. He felt good to be home, being away for a few months was taking a toll on his mental state. He strolled in the new door and hallway to the kitchen, where he heard his brother's voice from. He's ears didn't fool him it was his brother having his afternoon coffee with their mother.

“I don't know what to do with that girl mom…” gohan paused and took a sip of his coffee. “ I got a letter from her school, that she signs in but doesn't attend her classes and what makes it worse is that she came home so late last night and she was speaking nonsense and she was paranoid… she told videl that she saw bugs on her and she scratches sometimes drawing blood.”

“Oh my kami” chichi gasped “what's happening to my little girl.”

“I have made the decision to home school her and keep her in my sights at all times; but I'm going to lose my job.” Gohan sobbed.

“Gohan, sweet heart… I'll home school her and make sure she graduates… just go to work and don't worry mommy can fix it.” Chichi said as she hugged her first born.

“Mom, gohan…. What's going on?” goten chimed in and took a seat on the other side of the kitchen table.

“Oh nothing sweet pea…” chichi responded

“Yeah, little bro… the house is looking good! Mr. Satan is really generous now!” gohan exclaimed

“Well, he was a jerk and that's why I quit.” Goten grinned at their expressions “I got a better job now, that's why I wear a suit now and I haven't been home a while.” Goten clicked his teeth and winked.

Goten left the room leaving his brother and mother dumbfounded. Gohan got up and walked after goten.

“Bro” gohan said as he reached for his brother's hand. “Mr. Satan and I had a debt, is it paid?”

“Oh, yeah it is… it was me not kicking his ass.” Goten responded and pulled his arm away from his brother “and next time bro tell me… I would like to know such things”

With that said goten walked up the new polished stairs; leaving gohan to his thoughts and guilt.

Goten couldn't shake off the conversation he overheard between his brother and mother.

`Pan is in trouble…? What could she be doing that would make her act the way?' goten thought as he got into bed to sleep and got comfortable, then something knocked him out of his sleep. He heard pan screaming in gohan's side of the house. Goten got up and ran out his room.

“DAD LEAVE ME ALONE!” pan shrieked as she fought her father's grip; kicking, screaming, clawing and biting.

It was a sight goten never saw before, what has he missed during his three month stay at Mr. Porter's.

“TRUNKS! Wake up!” Bulma bellowed.

Trunks inhaled, stretched and turned over to where the noise came from. Then there was instant light blinding him, even with eye lids shut so tightly.

“Ugh, what…” he groaned rubbing his eyes and brushed his greasy hair to the side with his fingers.

“This is what!” bulma screamed as she threw a magazine at trunks' face. “I saw this on the top of my stacks in my office!”

Trunks' blurry vision adjusted to the light and he could finally make out the head line and pictures of him partying and some of him partying too hard. The picture was zoomed in on him snorting some dust.

“Oh shit.” Trunks mumbled and threw the magazine to the floor.

“Trunks you're using again! I thought we were over this! Your high school years was all of this drama, Trunks why you do this to me!” bulma screamed

Trunks' sensitive ears couldn't handle it anymore.

“Mom it's not all about you!” trunks bellowed jumping out of bed.

“No, its you! It's about you getting in trouble or getting better or, or falling back to shit!” Bulma countered. “We as Briefs are always in the public eye! You don't seem to get that if you mess up like this, everyone and their mother are going to find out!”

“Mom, I'm just doing the things you did!” trunks screamed “just more, how do you say… crazier.”

“Trunks, I only was a little drunk during parties and…” bulma started

“No, getting plastered, sex with yamcha in public and car accidents.” Trunks' final blow.

“Trunks, when you are young…” bulma started.

“Oh please mom, how many times did you make grandma cry!” trunks screamed, “Have you ever wondered how she felt? I guess you do now, so fucking cry bitch and leave me alone!” trunks finished and stormed into his bathroom.

Bulma took this opportunity to run out and cry in her lab.

Late that night trunks got ready for the next night outing, he got tired of calling goten. Goten would just turn him down and has his head up the new mystery girl of his ass; Just thinking about it, made trunks' blood boil. He will never admit that he hated sharing his friends.

Last preparations were done, checking his pockets for his stash and fixing his hair. That when he felt his father's presence behind him.

“Yes, father.” Trunks said as he turned his father's direction.

“Going out again I see. Any normal human would be dead by now; a saiyan's body is a temple and must be clean… but having a beer or two every once in a while doesn't hurt.” Vegeta said as he walked closer to his son.

Trunks doesn't know what his father was trying to get at. He was cautious, for his father was full of surprises.

“Oh?” trunks said as he raised an eyebrow

“What you are doing is unacceptable behavior in earth standards or even for a prince of vegeta-sie.” Vegeta said.

“Oh, another concerned parent.” Trunks said as he rolled his eyes

“oh, don't get me wrong boy, I'm not trying to stop you; kill yourself if you want, I won't stop you… just don't upset your mother” vegeta said then his face changed to something dark and grabbed trunks' shirt and raised him up. Trunks tippy toes barely touched the floor. “If you talk like that to your mother, I'll destroy you…in the proper ritual to get rid of an unworthy prince, heir to the throne….. And let me tell you it's a messy job.” With that said vegeta threw his son on the floor.

Trunks got up and looked around and couldn't see his father anywhere. Now he officially knew that he and his father aren't in talking terms. He brushed off his clothes and adjusted his shirt. This made him angrier; he wanted to not feel this anymore.

“Time to numb it at a bitching party.” Trunks said out loud as he shut the door behind him.

Bulma looked through her notes from her last appointment. Bra looked on over to her mother, her sad worn face so focused in her notes. It's been 5 months since trunks and her mother have spoken. Trunks has become the unwanted guest in the house, only coming out to eat and leaves during the night to party, drink and get high. There was a couple of times goten brought him home; because he was too far gone to flight a straight home. Bra had no worries about her parents finding out her relationship with goten. They were too engaged with Trunks' life style, making sure he came home.

“Mom, it's time for the next meeting…” bra said cutting into bulma's thoughts

“Oh, who?” bulma squeaked out.

“A Mr. Porter…” bra read from the list.

“Oh, Mr. Porter, I love that man!” bulma chimed and buzzed the door.

Bulma's secretary opened the door and let Porter in with Goten close behind. Bra smiled widely and bulma slapped her knee and laughed out loud.

“Bulma my dear long time no see” Mr. Porter greeted shaking bulma's hand and elbowed goten's side at the same time.

Goten knew why he was elbowed, Mr. porter knew about his romance with bra and made sure that he came with him to every meeting at capsule corp. Bra smiled and her eyes sparkled.

“Goten, nice to see you have kept Mr. Porter alive.” Bulma laughed

“Oh yeah, no one is taking him down, when I am around.” Goten laughed lightly.

“Ok, let's get down to business.” Mr. Porter said as he slowly took his seat.

“Alright.” Bulma and bra said in unison.

Bra looked at goten who was wearing sunglasses and a 400 hundred dollar suit. She knew her stare was making him uncomfortable, because he was started to squirm a little and blush under those sunglasses.

Bulma looked her daughter's direction porter rambled about some crazy idea on energizing prune juice. Then right there she figured it out. Her daughter had a thing for the youngest son. She couldn't believe that she missed it before, goten was infatuated with her daughter as well. She noticed that he doesn't every take his gaze off her daughter. Bulma smirked; to her this was good news to her miserable life right now.

“Well, can we continue our meeting some other time, I'm pooped.” Bulma with a yawn and stretch.

“That's a good idea.” Mr. Porter said as he stood up with goten's help.

“Oh, by the way goten.” Bulma called out getting goten's attention.

“Yes, ma'am.” Goten answered.

“Can you come over for some dinner and tea?” bulma asked

“Umm, well if it's ok with Mr. Porter, because I'll be on my shift for a few more days.” Goten replied.

“Come now, boy… of course you can. Just remember that in the morning I want you back, up and early.” Mr. Porter said as he excited the door.

“Ok, I guess I'll be there tonight.” Goten said with a huge smile and ran after Mr. Porter.

Bulma looked at her daughter direction and she could totally read her daughter like a book. Tonight she will know the truth.

Trunk's a jerk >_<…