Prologue | By : Herpb4uDerp Category: Missing Data > Missing Data Views: 194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Goku steps through the hole in the wall and sees his son sitting in the middle of the floor zipping up a duffel bag.
The air smells burned like singed cloth and paper and there are several burn marks on his floor, and the edges of his furniture but otherwise nothing. Even the bed is stripped bare.
"Goten?” he doesn’t bother knocking since he hadn’t bothered to use the door, “Is this..." He looks around a bit spooked by the peculiar emptiness, “where you've been staying?”
Vegeta stands behind Goku in the hallway scowling with his arms crossed. As soon as they make eye contact Goten recoils with a startled frightened expression and quickly starts backing himself into a corner. "Don't- please don't, Vegeta-" he covers his face with his hands.
"Oh you lying little sh-" Vegeta tries to step forward but Goku shoves his hand into Vegeta's chest holding him back.
"You fucking- Why are you here?!” He pushes back against Goku easily and forces his way into the room, “Thought he’d get payback for you?"
“No, but it would have been a nice extra-” Goten mutters quietly with a smirk.
Goku is almost on the verge of super Saiyan in his attept to restrain Vegeta from launching himself at Goten.
“I will fucking end you, you-" Vegeta tries to get his hands on the insufferable brat.
"Get off him! Get off!" Goku struggles, barely managing to pull the offending Saiyan away before he can land a punch. Vegeta only relents because it's Goku pulling him off. "What is going on?!"
"There's nothing going on." Vegeta snarls towards Goten.
“Vegeta!” Goku shoves him. “Stop! I don't wanna fight you-" I can barely hold you back. "Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to hurt him? What is wrong with you?"
"I told you! I- nothing." He drops his fists and looks Goku in the eyes, "Nothing is wrong with… me.” He glares at Goten. “Kakarot, I already told you what happened." His voice is urgent, with more than a hint of desperation.
"It's not enough! It's not enough, Vegeta. You can't just say it was just training and expect me to believe you!" he fumes. "Especially when the first thing you do when you see him is try ‘n fight him. Haven’t you already done enough?!” He gestures to his sons still shut eye and busted face.
The older Saiyan wants to respond but chokes on his words, "I- he-"
Is that what he told him? Lost his temper during training? Should have guessed. Goten holds back a smug smile. “Yeah, haven’t you done enough? Look at what you did to me.” Goten turns around and lifts his shirt up revealing a network of painful bruising on his back. Goku's expression is wide eyed, he didn't realize it was that extensive. "You should have heard him dad. Always yelling about how I was a disgrace to the Saiyan race, that 'Kakarot's brat' should be ashamed to be so weak. That I was a third class idiot just like my fathe-" he knows his impersonation is spot on because he watches Vegeta's face explode with red hot fury.
"I have NEVER fucking said that! You-" He lunges forward and nearly trips over Goku who is trying his hardest to stay between them. “I have never fucking said that to you. I’ve never-”
“You might as well have-” He says quietly, honestly.
"Stop! Both of you! I don't care! I don’t care what you said or didn’t say!" Goku looks at his son whose face has been washed of fear and replaced with something that looks more... he doesn't know the word for it... but it's not friendly. Then he looks back at Vegeta who is caught up inside his own head as usual. He returns his frown to his son. I'm missing something.
"Goten why… did you stay here?"
He's irritated he can't get any tears to fall, but it'll have to do, "Because... I thought... it’d make me strong... like you" he almost throws up at the sentimentalism in his words, but it looks like his father is believing every bit of it, so he forces himself to continue, "But I guess… I was wrong..."
Vegeta feels a threatening growl creeping up from deep inside as he glares at Goten's sore looking face. The bastard probably isn't healing out of spite, helps his lies. Fuck! And he still looks like his father, should have hit him harder. Should have burned his face too. Should have killed him for what he did, for- He feels his face suddenly heat up with shame thinking about that night. Desperate, pathetic... him and I both…
Goku feels the agression drop from Vegeta’s posture and relaxes his own. Something isn’t right. Goku knows it. But he can’t figure out what or who it's coming from. He can see, however, who has bruises and who doesn’t, so he makes an assumption. "I thought you were better than this, Vegeta. I thought you had changed."
Vegeta's eyes widen with a stiff shock of hurt and a pang of guilt strikes through him like lightening but he can’t bring himself to respond. Can’t bring himself to admit what he did. Especially not with that sneering brat in the same room.
"Goten, let’s go. I’m not leaving you here.” Goku still let's his hand drop a little too slowly for Goten's liking from Vegeta's chest. He shakes his head and walks out of the room this time through the door. ‘I’m leaving. And I’m not coming back this time.’ was the unspoken message between them.
Goten and Vegeta glare at each other. The half Saiyan picks up his bag and follows behind not quite on his father's heels. Vegeta doesn't move for Goten, who shoulder checks him as he walks by and says in a low voice accompanied by a cruel smile, "So good to have him back, isn't it?” If looks could kill, the daggers Vegeta shot him for such a statement would have murdered the half Saiyan ten times over.
“Get. Out.”
“Sure, but first I gotta ask, he’s so fucking weak isn’t he? Not much of a threat. So why didn’t you just tell him?” Goten tilts his head curiously but Vegeta remains silent. “I guess you’re right. He probably wouldn’t have believed you. Well, don’t worry, I won’t tell either.” He starts walking away but stops just before turning down the hall, “Oh, but Vegeta?” He looks back at Vegeta, “Since you obviously won’t be getting any of that…” He points in the direction his father went, “If you ever change your mind about my offer... let me know.” His smile opens up into a grin twisted with confidence, “You already know I’m good for it.”
Vegeta’s palms glow but Goten is gone before the place where he was standing is charred to ash.
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Goten is flying just slightly behind Goku, watching him intently. His fathers face is twisted into a tight pout. Is that really what I look like when I'm upset? He laughs to himself.
"Hey... Dad?" He slows down.
"Yea?"
"I'm going to split off here. I'm going back to Gohan's house."
"Are you sure? Chi Chi would really wanna see you. She says you haven't stopped by in a while."
"Yeah, I'm sure. It's getting late and I'd rather wait... until... y'know..." Goku looks at him expectantly, waiting for him to finish, because he really doesn't know. Goten, with the very little self control he has left, resists rolling his eyes. "Until I'm a little more healed up, you know how she gets. Gohan probably has some Senzu, maybe I'll stop by tomorrow" or never, whichever's more convenient, really.
"Oh. Yeah, sure. I'll see you-" then he perks up, "would ya wanna spar then?"
Goten's already starting to head in the other direction, pretending he hadn't heard the question.
"Ok...! some... other time..." He watches Goten fly off for a few moments, then takes his time heading towards another night on a cold couch.
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Vegeta feels their energy grow further and further away. The ki blast he has formed in his hand dissipates only after a significant amount of restraint. He begins to pull all of his hatred inward as he walks to the GR. He's on autopilot when he turns up the gravity all the way. His anger now feels so far away. He has no thoughts in his head as he does agonizing routines. He hasn't trained like this in years. He doesn't feel a thing when he finally collapses mid-kata, from exhaustion, into a dreamless sleep.
A//N: Unfortunately no update next week. Apologies. Life be like that. There will be one the week after though. ^^
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