Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Renaissance ❯ Anger ( Chapter 8 )

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Chapter Eight- Anger



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***VEGETA'S POV***


And so he arrives...

I'm guessing things didn't go along smoothly? Well I guess his ex-harpy is just pissed off that she has been rejected by Kakarot, I mean, he is a fine piece of ass!

There are just some things I can't see to help but do at the moment. For example: I feel happy. Its not like I've never felt happiness before, its just that I seem to be constantly fighting to urge to walk around smiling. Its beginning to freak me out a little. To tell the truth, I think the reason behind it is actually Kakarot, and now, seeing him pained, I feel pained too. I didn't think that it would go this bad...

At present I'm seating at the dining table eating what the woman's mother cooked me and, as usual, its damn good. Bulma is here too, thankfully silent, mainly because she is trying to look over some sheets and eat; I can just picture in my head her spilling her soup all over her work. Maybe this is a good time to tell, ahem, show her that I have no more interest in her? Yet saying that makes me feel as if I'm only with Kakarot to get back at her... get back at her? If I even am getting back at her I don't know what it is, I think I will just see what happens.

"Hey Goku! How are you?" The woman says, pausing a moment to look up from the clutter in front of her.

"Oh... I'm fine Bulma" He is trying his hardest to smile. My chest hurts.

"What's up Goku? Is there anything you want to talk about?" She asks "Vegeta! Get out, Goku and I need to talk!" She directs her attention to me. That's my cue to speak.

"If anyone is going any where, its you Onna" I growl lightly. The slight expression of shock on her face is amusing, I don't think she has ever heard me actually growl at her like that in front of Kakarot.


"Its ok.. I'll just leave..." Kakarot bows his head and turns to leave. I will not have this. I jump from my seat and come up behind him and place my hand on his shoulder.

"What is it Kakarot, did that freakish woman do something?" I ask, I can feel the woman's eyes burning a hole into my back.

He turns and looks at me.

"Yeah I guess... She called me some horrible things 'Geta, it actually really hurt because I still care for her, even though its not love, I still can't help but worry for her. Why did she say those things?" I cup his cheek in my hand and he shuts his eyes.

"She is just jealous... Don't listen to her pathetic Nin-jin talk, you should have realised well and truly by now that Saiya-jin by far differ to these creatures" I reassure him.

"Yeah I guess, thanks 'Geta" He smiles lightly and leans in to hug me. I hug him back. For a few fleeting moments we stand there in peace, then his muscles tense. I pull back.

"What is it?" I look at him in wonder. He says nothing. Then I remember the woman. I turn to see her, her eyes literally bugling from her head... it was a rather funny sight.

"Y..you..uhh..uhm.. but..WHAT THE FUCK?" I have to contain my laughter at her out burst, I don't know why she is being so damn dramatic.

"What Onna? What is your problem?" Impatience... Usually I am impatient with such trivial questions, but today I just want to pretend so I can hear her answer and laugh about it later. LAUGH ABOUT IT LATER?? Ok... I think I'll blame that one on Kakarot.

"You.. a...and.." He eyes are darting back and forth from me to Kakarot.

"And?" I prompt her.

"What's with the sudden change of heart Vegeta?" She asks sceptically also finding her voice, it would have been nice if she actually lost it though...

"Oh. So now I'm not allowed act like this? Who the heck are you to judge me?" I ask with fake fury. Kakarot is standing stunned beside me, I can tell he has been dreading a moment like this; did that woman hurt him that much?

"Vegeta I never said that... its just like you've changed over night" She pauses for a moment "Over night..." She contemplates softly to herself, yet both Kakarot and I have the ability to pick up her soft voice. She looks up, puzzlement riddling her Nin-jin face. "What he hell happened last night?" She is not so stupid, I'll give her that. I'm guessing it would take any earthling, with an average intellect, at least a coupe of minutes to figure that out. She is quick.

"I..um.. yeah.. um.. you see its... like..." Kakarot starts blubbering, I will not let him ruin a perfect moment!

"Its how it seems" I interrupt him. I'm feeling like I'm in a mood to play with her for a little, I think I might just do that. "What do you think happened last night?" I smirk at her. Kakarot clutches my hand, I give him a reassuring squeeze.

"..." She stands there, mouth agape, obviously with nothing to say. Either that or she doesn't want to say it.

"Speechless? You want me to tell you what happened?" I query.

"Do..do.. I want to know?" She is not eyeing us warily and her eyes bulge again when she picks up on us holding hands.

"Well.. I guess that's up to you... I mean, there are 'other' means of letting you know" I know I'm almost grinning, and I love it. All I can say is thank Dende that Kakarot is being quiet.

"O..Other means?" She says slowly.. she is so confused right now.

"Hmm mm" I nod my head. Ok screw this, I can't wait any longer to do some thing that I've wanted to do ever since I say his sweet face come through that door.

I pull Kakarot towards me and press my lips against his.

"Hmph!" He makes a slight stunned reply.

I pull his body flush against mine and reach up to intertwine my hand within his unruly locks of black hair. I feel him relax against me and I can't help but smile slightly. He does too, and taking this as my opportunity, I dip my tongue into his mouth. He responds and joins in, kissing me with all his fervour as his hands reach around my waist to settle on my ass. Nudging my head to the other side I deepen the kiss and drink in his sweet flavour as he moans into me.

I pull back slightly and lick his lips, then I pull back even further breaking the kiss completely with regret. I mean its not like we want an audience.

I look back at Bulma. I swear if her eyes bulge out any further they are going to pop out all together. A failure scent tickles my nostrils.. what is that again? I then remember; its her. I can smell her current state arousal. So it seems our little friend here is turned on by out display of passion? Too bad for her its her last show.

"Shows over" I grip Kakarot and begin to lead him up the stairs, well I did tell him I had plans for him!

"Vegeta! I think we need to talk!" Her voice rings out through my sensitive hearing.

"Can't you see we're busy?" Interject, she is not going to ruin our moment.

"No, I want to talk to you now! Goku, I think you should leave!" She orders. Damn her, this is her bitch side coming out. He looks at her sadly, I can tell he is just as disappointed as I.

"Fine we will talk, but Kakarot stays" I send her a warning glance that she better allow my request, I know I will get my way.

"Grr! Fine!" All of a sudden she is angry, pitiable display of anger I must say. "I don't know what your playing at, but what the hell is going on?"

"I thought it would have been obvious?" I say leading Kakarot to the couch where we both sit, very closely I might add.

"You can't be serious! Vegeta, whatever joke your playing please stop, this is just...just..."

"Just?" I raise my eyebrows. She silences as if coming to a realisation.

"Your not kidding are you?" She says in a small voice and looks at Kakarot. "Goku... How could you do this to me?" She says in a voice that starts out pleading then increases in volume and anger. " I thought you were supposed to be my friend! Friends don't go about stealing boyfriends!" I can see the tears threatening to spill from her eyes, I seriously didn't think she actually liked me that much, not that it matters now anyway; what's the point of being in a one-way relationship?

" I didn't... Bulma.. I'm sorry!" He stands and extends his hands to her in a gesture I don't know. He looks as if he wants to hug her? Over my dead body!

"Kakarot! Don't listen to her foolish speech!" I pull him back down onto the couch, he lands on top of me and I wrap my arms possessively around him. The woman is now crying. "Don't you dare speak to him like that!" I say in a low warning voice.

"A..and y..you! Vegeta! How could you!" She cries again. Kakarot holds onto my arms with a death grip, I bet this is how his Onna reacted. "He..He.. is...is a MAN! You can't love another man, you love me!!" She collapses on the floor.

"I will love whom ever I please, and no, I feel no emotion for you like I feel for Kakarot." I say earnestly. "It does not matter that he is another male. Saiya-jin are not that narrow-minded." I snort at her insolence. Is it 'that' absurd for there to be same-sex relationships?

She stares at us with visible disgust. I'm somehow thinking we wont be getting that capsule house... Not to worry, we don't need her charity to survive, we are Saiya-jin, we are bred to live in the wilderness; not meaning that we are in anyway uncivilised, just that we are able to adapt in any conditions.

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***GOHAN'S POV***

I have Dad's approval; he is not ashamed of me. You could not even begin to comprehend the immense joy it brings to me just by knowing that. I know Trunks is grateful and happy too.

Things have never seemed better for me. Not only am I as happy as I've ever been, it seems Dad is head over heels for Vegeta and loving every moment of it. I always thought they would make a good couple! Although I never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined it becoming reality! Well its seeming as though anything can, and will, happen.

There is only one dark side to this, and it contains two women; Mum and Bulma. If any two people have the power to destroy something so magnificent as the complete and fulfilling feeling of undeniable love, its those two. A heavy feeling settles on my heart when I think of it, its as if I know that something is going to go bad, I can feel the profound dread that is forming with every moment that passes by. I dare not to speed up the process of these events transpiring.

In fact, in some aspects, I wish for time to be at a stand-still. At the moment there is just a most bright and joyous atmosphere between us Saiya-jin, never has there been a time of such amity. I never want it to end. The only reason I wish for time to travel, is so I am old enough to pledge myself fully to Trunks, for I to be his and he to be mine. I anxiously await that day.

After being shooed away by Dad and Vegeta, Trunks and I headed off to a place where it could just be us two with no-one and nothing to disturb us. Such a pity I didn't realise the place I had taken us was one of Piccolo's favourite meditation locations.

Everything had been great. Somehow Trunks had managed to bring along a capsule absolutely bursting at the seams, if it had any, of all the most delicious food I could ever think of. He is so wonderful.

And there we sat, contended and happy to sit in each others arms and stare at the beauty that was Chikyuu-sei. It was almost mystical. Trunks had his sinewy arms wrapped tightly, possessively, around my waist as I sat flush up against his abdomen and chest. I laid my head back into his shoulder and breathed in his earthly scent.

"....Gohan?" A rough voice brings me back from my little reverie that included Trunks... I could go so far as to say I was a little disappointed, but happy at the same time to see my old sensei.

"Piccolo! What are you doing here!" I ask him, rather stupidly as I know very well why he comes to places such as the current one.

"Obviously not for the same reason as you kid" He looks warily over at Trunks.

"Piccolo" Trunks nods his head slightly while addressing the tall pointy eared Namek.

"Trunks" He does the same, a sign of respect I suppose. I smile at my friend, noting the slight notion of embarrassment in his warrior-like tone. Is my being with Trunks something that unsuspected? I guess so. "I was just leaving, don't want to interrupt 'anything'" He puts slight, but noticeable, emphasis on the word 'anything'. Yes he is embarrassed!

"Its ok! We don't mind, do we Trunks?" I turn around in his grasp to look him in the eye. I know he wont be bothered by the company.

"No, its perfectly fine." He smiled into my eye... How I just want to..

"Ahem" I turn back to find Piccolo with his hands on his hips, he looks almost comical.

"So how have you been Piccolo?" Trunks politely asks him as we return to our previous comfortable position.

"Fine. Aren't you going back to your timeline?" He asks almost rudely, cocking his head to one side in mild interest. I think he's only worried for me, how cute.

"Yes, I am. I will be going back for a short while to make sure things are all well, then I will be returning for good. There is nothing left for me there." I can feel his downcast mood. I know something is wrong.

"Trunks... What's wrong?" I gingerly rub his hand with mine.

"Oh.. its nothing. Don't worry about it Gohan."

"Hn" Piccolo grunts out our outward display of affection. "I'm going to leave you two... to do as you please... I have training to do" With out waiting for a reply he flies off.

***TRUNKS' POV***

Kuso... I didn't mean for that to slip. I didn't want to worry anyone, but its looks as though I've blown it now. Knowing Gohan, he wasn't going to give up until he knew what was wrong. Looks like I'm just going to have to tell him.

Just before I left to come here, Mother died. I never even knew she was ill, but she knew. I have no idea why she never told me. Actually, I don't even really know what killed her. She had always been such a strong woman. In all honesty, I think she died of a broken heart. The woman had nothing left except for me, and I was leaving. Even if it wasn't for good, she still would have been alone.

Yet I don't blame myself.

I've been thinking, and the more I think, the more it seems that it was almost planned for her to die when she did. The reasons behind my believing this is, I think she planned for me to never return. That was mum, always thinking of others. She knew I would find happiness in this time line, I was done being the saviour of our last. And I have, only Gohan is too young... he is only 13! Even 14 wouldn't be so bad, if only there was a way? There is one way I can think of, only its said not to increase age. The Hyperbolic chamber. That would, in years, increase his age to 14, even though it wouldn't be official. Maybe we could do that? Then I would only have to leave for say... 2 years? Personally, I think 16 is ok.

I explain to whole situation to Gohan. He doesn't interrupt me, just lets me continue on with my explanation. He is so understanding.

I can't help but feel the warmth spreading in my eyes, the feeling rising from my heart to be seen in physical form; my salty tears evidence of how I loved my mother. Gohan tenderly wipes them away with his thumb in tender strokes; I lean into them wanting to feel more.

I sharply inhale as his warm lips connect with my check, extinguishing the flowing liquid emotion. Gohan turns to sit between my spread legs, his own wrapped securely around my waist. I feel so safe in his arms, like any bad could never penetrate us, could never break through our shield of love... Love...I think its safe to say that I love Gohan...

***GOHAN'S POV***

So that's what was with the downcast mood.. Bulma had died. But why hadn't he said anything? He is always so considerate, always thinking of others. I comfort him with my heart, my love. I open myself up to him in a display of affection, I gently kiss away his tears.

I know that I don't have to worry about Piccolo, he will get over it. Its not like he's going to go tell everyone, not that I'm afraid of people knowing, its just that its not for him to say. And I know he wont, I have complete trust in him. I know Trunks knows not to take him to heart either, that's just Piccolo being Piccolo.

Its getting late, as much as I am regretting having to do this, I must for my own safety.

"I better go" I say looking into his eyes, so beautiful.

"I was hoping this day would last forever, that I would just sit here for the rest of eternity with you, my love, in my arms." He smiles at me. I guess I never really pictured trunks to be a hopeless romantic!

"You know, I wish for the same thing. But, as the sun is proof in itself, its getting late and I have to be going home. Thanks for today Trunks, I will come and see you tomorrow!" I raise my arms to the back of his head and pull his lips to mine, which I claim in a kiss.

Regretfully, I pull back. "Have a good night, koi" I kiss him quickly again before standing.

"Yes, you too, Koi" He cups my cheek in his hand and his thumb leaves a burning trail along my lips still wet with his and my own kiss. Cheekily, he raised his thumb to his mouth and unceremoniously sucks off what he has picked up. I laugh out loud and punch him lightly.

"Damn you Trunks! Stop teasing me! I'm leaving now. BYE!" I cry as I finally lift off into the air, leaving him smirking up at me.

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Arriving home I expect to see Dad at the table awaiting his meal and mother slaving over the stove; no such scene prevails.

Slightly stunned, I enter the strangely quiet house.

I make my way upstairs where I hear strangled sobs. What the hell?

I can make out that the noise is coming from my mother and fathers bedroom... I approach the door and gently turn the knob and enter.

There on the bed is mother, her tears soaking into a cushion that is currently under the influence of her sadness.

"Mother...?" I whisper gently and stun her as I do so.

"Gohan!" She wails and extends her arms to me. Promptly I follow and embrace her slight figure. She clutches onto me and nearly strangles me. What on earth could be wrong with her...? There is no way she could know about... Shit... she must know about Dad...!

"What's wrong?" I ask her gently, concealing my gulp as I suppress my urge to turn and flee the scene.

"Its your father! The cheating so and so!" She sobs harder into my Gi, I can feel the warm wetness of her tears soaking through the material. Today seems to be my day of comforting others, not that I mind.

"What has he done?" I try my hardest to sound as clueless as ever. If she finds out that I already know...

"He..he.. he doesn't love me!" She wails even harder! "I..I..I don't.. k..know.. if I..I.. can live w..without him!"

What the hell do I say to that?

"I love him so much!" She pulls back from me and wipes her tears on her sleeve. I rise and enter the adjacent en-suite and return with a box of tissues, I hand them to her and she accepts appreciatively.

"But what did he do mum? Did you say he cheated on you?" I have to know what she knows.. I wonder if Dad told her himself?

"Yes... Yes he did. And you want to know who with? That basted! That home wrecking freak... He thinks he can just parade in here and steal my Goku that homosexual outcast, well he's got another thing coming! I'm not going to let this happen!" I watch as Mum's sorrow turns to anger.. How can she say such things?

"Homosexual outcast?" I say in false wonder, I can feel my blood beginning to boil... If it weren't for that 'homosexual outcast, then I would never have Trunks! She won't get away with this...

"Vegeta!" She screams and flops down sobbing again. I stare at her with disgust. She is so narrow-minded and selfish. I bet she hasn't even considered what Dad actually wants! She is probably too engrossed in her own self wallowing to even realise that there are more than her involved in this.

I can't stand this.

"Did you ever think to consider what Dad wants and not just what you want?" I ask almost viciously. It's not like me to ever speak to her like this, its just that I feel so strongly that she is out of line.

She silences and looks up at me.

"You knew." He accusing eyes bore into my own unfaltering orbs. I'm feeling the need to stand my ground, she is not going to win this.

"Yes, I did." I say, still looking into her eyes.

"How long?" Simple question.

"Only since today, don't ask me how longs its been going on though." I say truthfully.

"And your ok with this? Ok that your father is a faggot?" She says in a snarl.

"Don't say that." I growl slightly.

"Don't say that he's a faggot? Its time to face the facts Gohan, as gruesome as they are! Your father is nothing but a traitorous FAGGOT!" She screams and her tears re-erupt from her tear ducts.

"No.. I said, DONT SAY THAT!" I can't help the anger that surges through by body. I will NOT have her talking about father like that!! I think its time for her to face the facts and realise she is nothing more than a cold hearted bitch! In fact, I can barely remember a time when she has shown her love to us! Sure she cooks and cleans for us, but she is ALWAYS ordering us around! For Dad to get off his ass and get a job, for me to sit on my ass and study... I'm actually beginning to doubt if she even knows what love is!

I snap out of my little day dream to the sound of her weak form whimpering. I then realise that I am holding onto her wrist, which is almost at shattering point. I let got, a little reluctantly, and my eyes see the early stages of bruising. Good riddance.

"Gohan..." She cowers a little "What has gotten into you!"

"Nothing has gotten into me, I just don't like the way you are disrespecting Dad. Its not fair."

"Why are you sticking up for him? Don't you find it revolting that he is with another man? Gohan?" She asks me, I can see her eyes pleading with me to agree with her; I will not. I am going to stand my ground.

"No, I don't it the least bit revolting, mother" I say her name with mild distaste.

'N..no! Not you too!! Oh! What has he done! I knew I should never have let you train! I should have kept you up in your room studying like any normal boy.."

"Don't you see, mother, we are NOT what 'you' call normal! We are Saiya-jin! Our race differs greatly to yours, don't you understand that?"

"Oh, so being Saiya-jin makes you gay?" She replies, further irritating me. I can't take much more of this.

"No, it doesn't! Listen, its obviously no use explaining something to someone who doesn't have the brain capacity to intake such information. I'm going to have to say good bye for now mother, you are apparently never going to accept the current circumstances and, until you do, I don't think I can live here any more!" Not really realising the implications of my words I turn and head out the door, not turning back to hear her harsh words.

I'm going to find Trunks... Maybe Bulma will let me stay at Capsule Corp. tonight?


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Ho ly heck! Two Chapters in two days... Ok something is wrong with me!! ^_^