Unforgivable | By : thePrincesJewel Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“So, where’s Goten? And Gohan? Do they still live next door?” Goku pulled away to look down at Chi-Chi. “Hey, what’s wrong? Why are you crying? Is it because I was gone so long? I’m real sorry about that Chi-Chi, but I really thought you hated me. You were so mad…”
“No… I’m not mad at you,” she said, smiling through the tears. “I just… realized something. Yes, Gohan still lives next door. Goten moved to Capsule Corporation.”
“Really? Hey, I’ll have to go by and see him later then. Here,” Goku reached into a pocket, and produced a huge wad of zenni, “this is for you! I’ve been saving it.”
Chi-Chi looked blankly at the money. “Where did that come from?”
Goku’s face fell. “I… told you. I have a job now. I’m on vacation.”
“You have a job? Oh, Goku! That’s wonderful!” Her enthusiasm sounded slightly forced.
Goku began smiling again. “Yes, it’s fun. I like it, it suits me perfectly.”
“So you’re coming back home?”
“Oh.” He looked down, rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, no. I can’t, really. It’s a live-in job, I only get one day off a week. But, I could come then, if you want? The last day of the week. And, I can spend the rest of my vacation, I’ve got another,” he looked up at the clouds, “um, three days, plus today… I’ve got four days. I’ll have to go get some stuff… now what’s wrong?” he asked as she burst into tears again.
“Oh… I just hate this! I never thought I would want you to not have a job!” she wailed. “I want you back home!”
“Well, Chi-Chi… I wasn’t really home a whole lot anyway. I was always off fighting or dead. You know that. Just pretend it’s like that. Pretend I’m out fighting bad guys again.”
“It is not the same thing.”
“Well, okay. But I’m not quitting. I like my job.” You’ll never know just how much. You can’t see me, can you? You don’t see me… you only see bright colors and a happy smile, and you don’t meet my eyes. You haven’t told me what you did. But I will not let you hurt him again. I won’t. It doesn’t matter what the cost is to me, I will not let you destroy my son! He followed Chi-Chi as she led him inside, talking about what had happened since he’d been gone.
“Kuro? Are you here?” Vegeta looked into the still empty room. “Where did he go?”
“He’s on vacation. He needed a break from you,” Trunks said sourly, nursing his sore jaw. Vegeta had made his displeasure over Kuroichi’s beatings abundantly plain to him the day before.
“I know he’s on vacation, brat. But… this is the first time he’s been gone this long since it started. He’s only left the house for an hour or two… he’s been gone two days now.” Vegeta turned. “And didn’t I tell you to knock before you came in my room?”
“I did. You were busy yelling for your pet.”
“What do you want?” Vegeta sighed. He was worried enough about Kuroichi that he overlooked the slight.
“The bitch called. Goku’s home.”
“WHAT?” Vegeta yelled. “Home?”
“Yeah.” Trunks draped himself comfortably in a chair. “Oddly enough, he’s got a job.”
“Goku?” Vegeta hoped he sounded dumbfounded.
“Yeah, Goku. You can cut the act, Father. I may not train as much as you do, and I may not be as strong, but I know Goku’s chi signature when I feel it. Even as squashed as he had it. He’s not hiding it anymore. From the feel of it, he’s rutting with the bitch.” Trunks allowed himself a half-smile at the stunned look that entered his father’s eyes, the denial and hurt that followed.
“Get out.”
“Sure.” He swung himself up, but couldn’t resist a parting shot as he went out the door. “Guess the bitch is better in bed than you.”
Vegeta barely heard him, didn’t realize he’d left. He could feel it now, Goku’s power, unrestrained by the binders he had worn. Binders he had worn the entire time he’d lived in the house. Binders that…. Trunks knew? He knew? And he still beat him almost to death? Doesn’t he realize what that would have done to Goten? Or… did he just not care? Goten… does he know that Trunks has known all along that Kuro was his father?
He considered that. No… or he would have felt he could tell Trunks why he was so upset by the way he treated Kuro. Gods, he was so unhappy not knowing… what will happen to the poor kid when he finds out? What’s he going to think about his father going back to his mother after what happened? Vegeta felt for Goten, going straight to him as soon as he knew where to look.
This damned pool. I should have known… He landed softly, walking up behind the demi-Saiyan. “Goten?”
“He went back to her.”
“Yes.”
“Why? I know he was happy with you. He was torn up, but he was happy.”
“Was he?” Vegeta settled by Goten, picked up a handful of rocks. “Trunks beat him, I beat him when I wasn’t fucking him or using him, and you were always asking about Goku. Was he happy?”
“Yes,” Goten replied positively. “I knew Dad even better than Mom did. I knew he was hiding how he felt, that he was so sad inside. He was happy with you, Vegeta. I don’t… I don’t understand why he would go back to her. I don’t know why Mom would take him back. She’s got to know who he is. You can’t miss that scarring.”
No, that’s not something she could have just overlooked. Vegeta sighed. “She must have decided it didn’t matter, as long as he was with her.”
“Are you… mad? At my dad?”
Mad? No… furiously angry with, disappointed by, and disgusted with, but not mad. I had hoped… “No.”
“But you aren’t happy about it. I bet Trunks will be, once Kuroichi disappears out of your life. But he won’t be very happy when he sees my dad again.” Goten stared at the moon’s reflection on the pool. “I… I’m worried what he will do. He’s been so angry this whole time, and I don’t want him to hurt my dad again. Do you think he will?”
Vegeta sat quietly, trying to decide how to answer. He threw a pebble into the pool, watching the ripples. “So many ripples. And then,” he tossed another pebble, “something comes up, that you don’t expect, and all your ripples get countered. I know Trunks won’t hurt your father again.”
Goten sighed, his head sinking to rest on drawn-up knees. “He knows, doesn’t he? He’s known all along, just like I did.”
“Not just like. You knew. He only recognized the chi signature.”
“My mother was expecting me for dinner tonight. She called to tell me my father was home. I saw the look on his face when I told him. He wasn’t excited, like I was. And he didn’t look surprised. He looked vindicated. I think I knew then, that he’d known the whole time. That he’d hurt my daddy knowing who he was. I told him I was going home, to see my dad… and came here.” A muffled sob. “I cry too much…”
“You have many reasons to cry. You had best go see your mother. She’ll call again if you don’t get there soon. Does Trunks realize that you know?”
“I don’t think so. I was so shocked when Mom told me he was home that I dropped the phone.”
“Hn. Come on, boy.” Vegeta rose, pulled Goten up. “Go see your father.”
Goten rose into the air, then paused. “Vegeta?”
“What?”
“I’m sorry.” He turned and shot off.
Vegeta looked around. “So am I, whelp.” He dropped back to the ground, throwing pebbles into the water.
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Vegeta: Goten took that rather well.
Jewel: Did he?
Goku: It seemed like it to me.
Jewel: How long ago did his mother call?
V&G: ummm…
Jewel: Exactly.
Vegeta: Hey wait, did I just let him cry without insulting him?
Jewel: Yes. Don’t ask me why, but you’ve become his confidante.
Vegeta: Why?
Goku: I know! I know! You’re the only other person as close to me!
Jewel: Have a cookie.
Goku: *snarf chomp chew* got anymore?
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