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Unforgivable	By : thePrincesJewel Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Once, all my clothes were orange and blue. Kuroichi examined the clothes now hanging in his closet. Black and crimson. He�d worn the black, Vegeta had gifted him with the crimson. The rich reds were his official �uniform.� The black, he wore on his own time. He sighed, turning to the mirror. My hair�s getting longer. And Vegeta was right, I really wasn�t eating enough. I look better now than I have in months, even without doing any training.

He looked around the room. Four months, and he still had not changed anything. Bare white walls, and empty bookshelves. The top of the dresser had only a brush and comb on it. The red comforter was still the only splash of color, other than the rich crimson and deep blacks visible in the closet. He had money, plenty of it. Perhaps it was time to make this room more his own.

Kuroichi moved back to the closet, selecting a pair of worn jeans and a tattered shirt. He knew he had the time Vegeta spent in the gravity room to himself, and his master wouldn�t be out for�. He looked around, and frowned. A clock would definitely be on his list of purchases. Anyway, Vegeta would be training for awhile yet. He had time enough to go shopping.

He slipped from his room, ghosting down the hallway. He had quickly learned to keep himself apart from Vegeta�s family. He made it out the front door without being seen, and popped the capsule that contained the car Vegeta had given him. A short while later, he was wandering dazedly through the mall.

The crush of people stunned him, the humming of so many conversations overwhelmed him. It had been years since he had been around more than four or five people at a time. A gate like a spider�s web with a dimly lit shop called, he stumbled within, to be overtaken by the pulsing music. Music he was familiar and comfortable with. He relaxed, looking around.

Clothes, with dark pictures, sarcastic sayings, legendary creatures imprinted on them. Dark colors. Accessories to match. He moved in further, to the posters, flipping through the offerings, finding nothing he cared for except a dragon. He spent more time examining the jewelry, finally selecting new earrings and a chain to take back with him. The clothes he didn�t bother with, he had plenty of those. But music, well, he could use some. He spent a full hour looking through the music, finally selecting sixteen. He paid, and walked back into the brightly lit hall.

Feeling a bit more at ease after his time in the darker shop, he moved on to an electronics store. Three purchases later, he was finished. He paused momentarily at the bookstore, then passed it by. A store of wax statuary caught his attention, he spent a considerable amount of time browsing through it. In the end, he bought four candles.

It occurred to him that he was actually hungry, so he stopped at the food court.

�Hello, Kuroichi.�

Kuroichi spun, startled to be addressed, then helped balance the well-overloaded tray in front of him. �Goten.�

�Want to help me eat some of this? There�s an open table over there.� Goten jerked his head toward the table. Kuroichi paused, then nodded. He followed the man to the table, but only took two hamburgers from the mountainous pile. �You don�t eat much.�

�No.� He bit into the burger. Goten followed suit, clearing most of the tray by the time Kuroichi started his second burger.

�I� understand that my father died. I think I even understand why he died, or at least part of why.�

Kuroichi lowered his half-eaten burger. �And?�

�He and Mom, they fought a lot, you know.� Goten was choosing his words carefully, Kuroichi noted. �And they had a really big fight right before� well, he disappeared.� Kuroichi contented himself with a nod. �I really miss my dad, but I can understand that he wouldn�t want to have lived with being called a good-for-nothing but fighting failure anymore. Momma� I think she meant to try to encourage him to do something besides fight. She never really understood how fighting was in our blood.�

�So?� Kuroichi picked the burger back up.

�My dad wasn�t happy. I mean, he was always smiling. Always. But�� Goten looked toward the food shops. �His smile, it never reached his eyes, except when he was fighting. I used to talk to him about everything, even my girlfriends, trying to get him to really smile, not hide behind his mask.�

The burger had frozen in mid-air. Goten didn�t notice, he was still looking at the shops. �I always thought that someday, he might tell me what was wrong. I thought maybe I would be able to help him, like he helped me. But he never did.�

Kuroichi had lost what appetite he�d had. He set the burger back down, carefully. �Why tell me?�

A sad smile answered him. �You knew my dad better than anyone else. You were with him when he died. I know you were.�

�I was.�

�Did he ever talk about us? Or Vegeta?� Goten fidgeted under Kuroichi�s dark stare. �Okay, dumb question. Look, I�m really sorry I bothered you� I just� I wanted� I got to go.� Goten leapt up, nearly running from the table.

Kuroichi watched him leave, Goku�s heart breaking.

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Jewel: *crying*

Goku: Oh, that was mean!

Vegeta: For once, I agree with him.
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