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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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I am making a change here, to first person pov�s, for however long the fancy strikes me. When I need to be a bit more vague or detailed, of course, I�ll go back to the other way.

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I don�t even pretend to understand what has happened. Kuroichi� he�s gone. I don�t know who this broken shell is, but he�s not my Kuro, and he certainly isn�t Goku. I fucked him senseless, and even so, he cries. The tears are streaming down his cheeks, his breath coming in soft, shallow gasps. He�s asleep, but he cries. It is worse now than when I first found him. What has happened?

And his room - dear gods, his room. I came back from training, knocked at the connecting door. He was waiting beside it, head down, on his knees on the carpet. The new carpet. It is the color of blood, dried blood, a red so dark it is nearly black. The walls are the same, the covers over the white chairs. His bright red bedspread replaced by a dark, reddish brown one. The bookcases and furniture are painted black. The pictures are gone, the candles, the throw rugs, pillows, cushions. All gone. The windchimes are missing, the beaded curtains replaced by black blinds. The few plants he�d brought home from his vacation were missing. The few things that had been Goku�s, the photos, the dragonball, they were gone as well.

I took it all in, looked down at the man kneeling by my feet, and asked him what the hell had happened. He told me that he knew I could not stand the room, so he made it better suited to my tastes. His voice was dull, dead, afraid.

He was afraid this morning, before I found Goten. Why? I don�t understand. I haven�t done anything to him� well, except for fucking him nearly senseless every night. But up until now, he�s enjoyed that, participated. Tonight� oh, yes, he responded. Responded just like a trained animal to its master�s commands. There was no undercurrent of feeling like there was just a few days ago. I wasn�t very happy about that, said so.

He was terrified. I could see it in his eyes. He redoubled his efforts to please, but I could feel the fear streaming from his body, feel that he forced himself to do what just two days ago he was initiating!

My mind drifts, as do my hands, gliding over his scarred body. He has been with no one else today, I would have smelled it. Trunks had said that he was, I knew better. I had, after all, left him in a very aroused state. He�d been scared, yes, but we both knew he had been trained to enjoy pain, fear. His moans hadn�t surprised me at all when I�d paused outside his door, but I had not interrupted his relief. I�ve seen him do that before, seen what he had to do to himself, and I�d no intention of ever watching again. I�d rather fuck him senseless. And once I�d gotten accustomed to his new room, I�d proceeded to do exactly that, in his bed.

Something else was bothering me though. I could almost swear I could smell blood. His blood. And not on him. I stroked him one last time, slipped from the bed. This smell� seemed recent. Frowning, I tried to trace it.

�Goten, you know I love you. That I�d do anything for you. Why do you keep hurting yourself? Don�t you want to stay with me?� His voice is pleading as he finishes cleaning the blood from my body. I let him. But I couldn�t answer, couldn�t do anything but stare at him with wide, wide eyes.

�Chibi, please. I� I was stupid. I swear to you I didn�t mean it. It�s just,� he sighs, pulls me close. �Goten, you know how badly my father and I get along, how hard I�ve always tried to please him, to make him proud of me. I always fail. I don�t know why I said that to you, I didn�t mean it, but I know I was thinking that if my father could have a private whore, I could to. I�m an asshole, Chibi, and I beg your forgiveness. Please, Chibi, please. Forgive me, love me. Don�t hate me because I�m as stupid as my father says I am, please?�

His pleas are beginning to penetrate the numbness that invaded my system with the first cut of the knife. I can feel him trembling against me, feel his tears running down my neck from where his face is pressed, feel his lips moves as he begs for my forgiveness, my love. Maybe he really is as stupid as his father says. Doesn�t he know that he has my love, unconditionally? My forgiveness, always? I do not take my pain out on him, after all. I never have. I always take it out on myself. Those little cuts wouldn�t have killed me, not even with the chi binders in place. If anything, those had provided enough pressure to keep me from losing more blood than I did.

�Of course I forgive you, Trunks,� I hear myself say. I sound so far away. My hands lift to stroke across his cheek, through his long hair, down across his back. �I love you.�

�I�ll tell everyone, Goten. Tomorrow. First thing,� he babbles at me, capturing my lips again. I respond because I know he wants me to. I respond because I want me to. But I feel nothing. I can�t. I am still frozen inside, and so, so tired. I tell him so, that I am tired. He swoops me up, depositing me on the bed, undresses me.

I see him wince at the bruises, and I wince when he traces them lightly. Those hurt! He kisses each and every one, promises to be more careful when we spar. He strips quickly, turns out the light, joins me in the bed. I am pulled against his long body, curled into him as he curls around me, protecting me. Tonight, he does not try to initiate anything. Tonight, he holds me, whispering tender words of love, caressing me gently until at last my eyes close and darkness takes me.
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