I'll Be There For You

I’ll Be There For You Too. Chapter four

By: Freewater

Disclaimers: I do not own DBZ please don't sue you will only receive two cats that are VERY annoying and pee everywhere!

Warnings: Swearing, attempted murder, Guys giving birth. You have to read the first story in order to understand this one. I looked into pregnancy so that this fic would be as accurate as possible but if there are some problems don’t blame me! It’s the computers fault! ^_~

Pairings: Gh-Tr

Rating: R

Archive: Sure, anything's good!^_^

Feedback: Definitely! Please, yes!! I want to know if I did a good job or not writing this!

Notes: A bunch of these little stars **** Means a change in time or scenery. ‘’These things here indicate thoughts. // These things are for telepathy.

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The day that Gohan took off to be with his Koi turned out to be a *great* idea. Trunks still seemed a little depressed though, so he took him outside and into the snow to have a little fTheyThey even put a few more decorations on their house, but it was still hard getting his Koi to smile, and when he did it always seemed to be a half hearted one. Something was *definitely* bothering him. Mood swings weren’t supposed to last this long where they?

When he asked his Koi if something was bothering him again, he just told him not to worry and that everything would be fine. He still couldn’t help but press the situation, and he even took his temperature. Still nothing.

Perhaps it wasn’t a mood swing or an illness, maybe it was just the depressed phase of a pregnancy that most people go through. That was all he could think of.

After a period of time, however, he just seemed to get worse. It was now early February. Whenever Trunks thought that Gohan wasn’t around he’d find his Koi crying, and soon he just started to avoid him. He wanted to comfort his aisuru so badly, but no matter what he did he just seemed to make things worse. He seemed to be getting sick more often too. Strange since most phases of pregnancy sickness end after only a few months.

Once when Gohan came home from a long day at work, he found his aisuru asleep in their office, at his desk. He looked at the computer screen to see that he wasn’t even doing work. It was just a solitaire game on the screen that had been on for about three hours.

Why would Trunks lock himself in his office with nothing to do for hours on end, when he was finished all his work? After he came home to find his Koi on the bed sobbing, he started to pay closer attention to the emotions that the little piece of Ki in his amulet gave off, so he knew that he was bored out of his mind, and he always felt a great piece of fear and guilt.

What would he have to feel guilty about? The fear could be explained with the coming of their baby, but guilt? It couldn’t be over when he tried to take his own life. They went through that already, and it’s not like Trunks knew that he tried to do it with his sword, so he didn’t have a reminder of it hanging around. Eventually, though, his emotions stopped coming through and he couldn’t sense how his Koi was feeling anymore. What was he hiding?

When he tried to wake him up, he practically jumped out of his chair in fear, and quickly looked over at his screen as if there was something wrong with it. When Trunks finally realized that it was Gohan who had woken him up though, he relaxed and quickly turned off the computer. When he asked what the problem was, Trunks just tried to shrug it off, saying that he had finished his work a few hours ago and put on a game, but must’ve fallen asleep soon after he started. He didn’t know if he believed him, but he let it slide though, and brought his Koi downstairs for a bite to eat.

Christmas eventually came and went and was spent at the Briefs home. It was a great day and even Trunks found reasons to smile, especially when his little sister opened up the gift he gave her. She loved it and wouldn’t stop carrying it around. It was a large stuffed giraffe that was about twice her size. It was funny seeing her carry the thing around when it would be too heavy for a normal child to do anything but drag it, but no one said anything. Everyone seemed to be plotting to get all the couples in the room under the mistle toe at least once. And when he and Trunks found themselves under it and kissed, Gohan's sneak of a father took a picture of it. It was nice really, but he chased him around the room for it anyway, just for fun.

In the end they both got the picture to take home and framed it above their fireplace. They couldn’t make love to each other anymore for obvious reasons, but when Gohan started the fire they still had a very passion filled night together. In short they pleasured each other orally and then fell asleep into each others arms next to the warm blaze.

Trunks really did seem to have gotten over his depression in those short days, so when he went back to sobbing when he thought Gohan wasn’t looking, it really worried him. One day Trunks asked a question that just punched him right in the stomach. “Gohan, why do you love me?”

“W-what?” He asked, shocked and confused at the question that appeared out of nowhere. Here they were, eating breakfast when suddenly Trunks asks a question that he thought would have been obvious.

“Why do you love me?” Trunks asked again in a desperate tone with his head down. Gohan didn’t get it, but from the tone in his voice it sounded as if this were something he should answer to try and calm his Love’s mind. “I love you for you! Always have and always will! Why would you ask me that?” He asked, the shock in his voice still there.

“I don’t know.” He answered in a bored tone as he rested his elbows on the table and just looked at his food which he’d barely touched. He wasn’t really hungry and felt slightly queasier than usual, but even when he pressed on his stomach it wouldn’t go away. Gohan didn’t know what to say to that. What the HELL was going on?

There was an awkward silence for a minute or two until Trunks broke it. “Gohan, could I name our child?” He asked shyly.

Gohans head shot up in surprise, he would’ve thought that Trunks would want to avoid this topic due to the depression he was going through. They had already bought all of their baby things and made a nursery, but he didn’t even start thinking about names yet. The idea that he was starting to feel better enough about the baby to want to name it thrilled him. “Of course you can, Koi! This is so great! What do want to name it?”

Trunks blushed a bit. “Well, I was thinking that if it were a boy, I could name him after my father. I know that, that’s what he would like, and he did save your life, so I figured--”

“Trunks you don’t have to explain the reasons to me. You could name our son Melvin and I’d still like it!” He quipped. Trunks gave a small smile and Gohan thanked Kami for it at the sight. He then lowered his head. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, Koi! Of course I’m sure!” He cried out happily.

“I figured that maybe....since I’m naming our first...you could name our second.” Trunks said, his voice getting smaller while searching for a hint of disapproval in his mates voice. He was carrying two at a time, so this *should* be perfectly fair, in his mind anyway, and it would add to the surprise he would get at their birth. Hopefully Son-san wouldn’t find out about it though. He couldn’t take another slap in the face or a tongue lashing right now.

Gohan smiled at him before reaching across the table and grabbing his hand. He led his startled Koi to where he was and sat him on his lap. “You really want to have more children with me, Koi?” He asked gently while running his hand through Trunks’ silk hair. He slowly nodded his head with his eyes never leaving his face.

Gohan grinned and kissed his Koi with a passion. He wanted more kids too, LOTS more! The idea that Trunks did too sent shivers down his spine. Trunks relaxed into the warm and safe embrace and kissed back greedily. He loved Gohan so much, he never wanted to hurt him, ever! Why couldn’t Son-san see that?

She would be coming over today, though. Gohan had to work and she was always here on his work days. He wasn’t looking forward to being alone with her, but Goten worked too and Bra had school, so he couldn’t get them to come over. His own mother usually came to visit him, but she was busy with the files he’d sent her, and he’d drop dead before ever calling his father to help keep the woman off of his back!

They ended the kiss softly, and Trunks put his head on Gohans shoulder, relishing the last piece of freedom and bliss he’d get before his Koi had to go to work. That was why he woke up as early as he did. So he could at least see his love once before he left. It was hard hiding all of this from him sometimes.

He would alway have to conceal the tears that just wouldn’t go away, until he was sure that Gohan was nowhere nearby, and then he had to learn to focus the small piece of his Ki in Gohans amulet so he won’t worry. But he still worried. He could tell when his Love took all those days off work to spend with him. He was always doing things like that, checking his temperature, constantly asking if he was ill, or if there was something wrong.

He really wished that Gohan would stop worrying. If he continued on like this then he would find out about the things he said to his mother and the fights they’ve been having, and he couldn’t let that happen. The very last thing he wanted was to brake up Gohan from his family again. He wasn’t worth being worried over anyway, so why did his Koi waste his time like that? ‘I do nothing but act as a bother to him.’ He thought to himself sadly.

“Go-chan, are you happy with me?” He asked, looking down. Gohan squeezed his eyes shut tight, at the pain that went through him at the question. ‘Why are you torturing yourself like this, Trunks? Why do you ask questions you already know the answers to?’ He opened his eyes and looked down at his purple head of hair. “Of course I am, Trunks. I hate not being around you.” He replied, kissing the top of his head.

‘He’s lying.’ Trunks’ subconscious hissed. Lately it seemed that even the little voice in the back of his head hated him. He was on the verge of more tears at this point. “I-I was just thinking, that if you wanted to divorce me, then--”

“God, Trunks please don’t do this!” Gohan interrupted with tears in his eyes. He brought his hand down and forced Trunks to look up at him before continuing. “I love you! Why do you keep on questioning that?”

A few tears escaped Trunks’ eyes at this point. He was hurting so much and wanted it all to go away, but if he were to tell Gohan some of the things his kasaan did to him while he was gone, then he would be just causing his love more pain in separating him from his family again. He hated himself so much. ‘I’m always hurting him!’ He thought miserably at the sight of his Koi’s bleary, black eyes through his glasses. ‘No matter how hard I try, I hurt him!’ “I-I just think I’m always bothering you!” He cried out before burying his face in Gohans neck.

“No Koi, you’re not a bother.” Gohan said softly through his own tears. “I love being here for you, I do! I’d be a lousy husband if I didn’t.” He stated while rubbing his prince’s back comfortingly. ‘Why do you think I want to leave you so bad? I’d never do that to you, Trunks! Not ever! Don’t you know I can’t survive without you?’

“Trunks, you’re my soulmate! I want to be with you until the day I die! Why can’t you just see that?” In the midst of his ramblings to try and convince his Koi that he truly did love him, an awful thought occurred to him.

Was Trunks hinting at him for a divorce? Did *he* want to leave? Was that what this was all about? Could that be where the guilt came from? Because he felt guilty about wanting to leave? He tried to push these horrible thoughts out of his head as he tried to make sense of the situation.

He looked down at his love and asked him about it with fear in every trace of his voice. “Koi, do you want to leave me? Is that what this is all about?... Do you want a divorce?” Gohan bit his lower lip when he finished the sentence, scared shitless that his beloved would say yes, and that he didn’t want to be with him anymore.

Trunks looked shocked at the question and tears started to spill down his cheeks. “No, Gohan! I don’t ever want to leave you, ever!” He cried out while squeezing him tight and burying his face in his chest. Gohan let out a sigh of pure relief as grateful tears slipped down his face. As his Koi squeezed, he squeezed just as hard and kissed the top of his head. “Then why do you keep on bringing this up?” He choked out. “Why do you think I want to leave you so much? I don’t! I swear I don’t! I love you so much, Tru-chan!”

Trunks just sniffled a bit and didn’t answer his question. They stayed like that, holding each other in silence for a few minutes, until there was a knock at the door. Trunks’ heart fell since he knew who it was. Son-san. Here for another visit to *watch over him* and *make sure he’s ok* while his Koi is at work. The door knocked again and Gohan sighed. “I don’t have to go to work today if you don’t want. I can call in sick and stay with you.”

Trunks cringed slightly at the offer. He WANTED Gohan to stay with him today. To send his mother off, saying that she wasn’t needed, and to just make him feel wanted. He wasn’t feeling too well either and wanted him to stay and take care of him. But if he were to take another sick day off then he would get in trouble with his boss. Not to mention the screaming Son-san would do if she found out about it. She always blamed him for whenever Gohan got into trouble with his superiors after all the sick days he took in order to be with him. The idea of being alone in the house with his mother-in-law made him feel ill, but the thought of what she’d do if he were to take *another* day off because him made him shudder and want to throw up.

“No. You should go to work. I don’t want you to get fired because of me.” He whispered sadly.

Gohan just nodded his head slowly. There was no point in arguing, Trunks usually got what he wanted at this point anyway. He kissed his cheek and they both quietly stood up to answer the door when it knocked again.

They both answered the door to the cold weather and snow outside, to see Chi-Chi’s smiling face. Trunks kept his head down to avoid any eye contact with her while standing behind Gohan. He didn’t seem to notice this though, as he invited her in with a warm smile.

“Hey, mom.” He said warmly after she had stepped inside. “Good morning., sweetie.” She replied fondly. “Hello, Trunks.” She said, turning to him with a little bit of a sadistic tone in her voice. “Morning, Son-san.” He replied obediently.

She smirked at him before walking down the hall and into the living room with the two of them right next to her. “So when do you go to work, sweetie?” She asked, turning to Gohan. “Oh, not for another ten minutes or so, kasaan.” He replied casually while they all took a seat. Suddenly remembering his manners, he stood back up again. “Do you want some coffee, mom?” Gohan offered.

“That would be nice, thank you.” Chi-Chi said with her cheery smile still in place. Trunks just froze in a mixture of fear and shock as his Koi left the room, leaving him alone with his mother. He slowly turned his head towards her to see the sadistic smirk she put on when her son was out of sight. “What’re you staring at?” She asked rudely. Trunks just put his head back down and tried not to look at her.

‘Kami I’m so stupid!’ He scolded himself. ‘If only my father could see me now! Cowering in front of a woman like some pathetic child!’ He thought sarcastically. It was just hard trying to act as if nothing was wrong when the source of his misery was right in front of him, and would be left alone with her for just over eight hours.

He felt like crying at the very thought of it. Eight hours. She recently started locking him in his office and to be in that space for eight hours was worse than being back at Capsule Corp. At least he could come and go as he pleased, and didn’t have to worry about insane and crazy women barging in with insults and criticisms. Unless you could count his secretary. He only noticed it when one day he was about to be sick, and when he tried to leave he found that the door was locked. It was locked from the inside so he couldn’t get out, but it *could* be opened from the outside without a problem. “Just in case Gohan were to come home early” She told him when she had it done. A type of punishment for all the horrible things he did. When he complained about it she just told him to stop being such a fucking child, and that she did it to Goten and Gohan all the time when they weren’t working hard enough. He didn’t believe her, but put up with it anyway.

That time when Gohan walked into his office and woke him up, he was so scared yet at the same time wished so much that he would notice the lock on the door, or the fact that he was lying when he said he fell asleep at the computer a few hours ago. It was set to turn off on it’s own after an hour without being used, and he’d fallen asleep after all that boredom, about fifteen minutes before he got home, not a few hours.

Trunks tried so hard to stay awake, but just couldn’t do it anymore. He was so bored and so tired, those just aren’t the best to mix when trying to stay awake. The last time Son-san caught him sleeping she slapped him hard in the face and then drilled him on how useless he was for not doing his job. He tried to tell her that he’d been done for over an hour, but she just wouldn’t listen to him as she screeched.

Every chance she got, she reminded him about how it was his fault that Gohan tried to kill himself, or how useless he was, how he constantly made Gohan miserable, Videl, the old girlfriends he had when he was in America and how happy he was with them, *and* how he was always trying to brake up their family with his whining.

One time she made a crack about his babies, and he just decided that she went too far. He screamed his head, right off at her and called her every horrible name in the human language, with a few in the old saiyan language that his father had taught him. He *really* let her know what he thought of her with his rants.

Chi-Chi didn’t appreciate that at all as she brought her hand up to whack him in the face with it. After getting slapped so many times, you learn to see them coming, and somehow Trunks had blocked it with the side of his arm, but he was totally unprepared for her other arm and the fist that came with it. It was an hour later when he finally woke up on the couch. Just to see HER snarling face, staring at a wall as if she were trying to burn a hole through it. As soon as she noticed that he was awake, she started to scream about the mess he made when he went crashing into a table as he fell.

That was basically his braking point. He stopped trying to get around her after that, and almost stopped caring too. He still cared a little though, at least for the sake of his babies. The only thing he had to be gratefor for was that after years of training was he didn’t bruise easily. ‘Why don’t I just tell him?’ He thought miserably. ‘Because you’ll be proving her right.’ His subconscious answered. ‘Gohan will have to choose between you and his kasaan, and if he picks you then he loses his family again. He’ll be miserable again and you’ll be the cause. Like she always said you were.’

Trunks almost snorted at himself. ‘Hn. Even my own subconscious is an unforgiving bitch!’ He thought angrily as Gohan walked back into the room with a steaming mug in his hand.

“Sorry it took so long, kasaan.” He apologised as he handed to mug over to her awaiting hands. “We don’t have too many clean dishes left.” He said while walking back to sit with his Koi. Chi-Chi scowled slightly at hearing this, but said nothing. She didn’t need to. Trunks immediately got up. “I’ll do them then, Go-chan.” He said quickly, before leaving to avoid his mother-in-laws cold stare.

Gohan was about to get up and tell him not to, until his kasaan stopped him. “So how are things around here, Gohan? Any better with Trunks?” She asked, hoping that they weren’t.

He just sighed as he slowly sat back down. “Not really mom.” He said solemnly. “Trunks really scared the shit out of me earlier.”

“Oh? And how did he do that?” She asked, just *looking* for reasons to lock him in that office and never letting him out. “Well... It was so strange. One minute we were talking about names for the baby and the next he brings up the idea of a divorce.” He said while running a hand through his hair.

Chi-Chi’s eyes just lit up and she had to force back the smile tugging on her lips. It was REALLY hard trying to contain the amount of happiness she felt at the mention of the D word. “We’re not getting one.” Gohan said suddenly, pulling her out of the good mood she found herself in. “I don’t understand.” She said, trying to play dumb and hide her disappointment. He sighed in relief and nervousness. “Well, he made it perfectly clear to me that he didn’t want one, and I don’t want one. So we’re not getting one.” He replied simply.

Just then they both heard a loud crashing sound from in the kitchen, and they both turned their heads to the source of the noise in surprise. Gohan quickly got to his feet to go and see what the matter was until Trunks came running into the room, looking happier than he’d seen him in months, and excited too.

“Koi, what’s wrong?” He asked worriedly as Trunks threw his arms around his neck happily. “Nothings wrong, Go-chan!” He cried out through his tears. “Look!” He said, grabbing his aisuru’s hand and placing it on his stomach. Gohan gasped as he felt movement at the touch. “Oh my God!!” He cried out happily, hugging his prince again. “It’s moving? Our baby is moving?” He asked excitedly. Chi-Chi snarled at the sight. Trunks nodded his head, still in tears as Gohan kissed him deeply before pulling away.

“I can’t believe our baby’s finally kicking!” Gohan said excitedly.

“I know! Isn’t it great!” Trunks cried happily with his arms still around his neck. Chi-Chi watched furiously as months of her hard work at trying to separate them went down the toilet. And just because that little fag’s brats start kicking! He was going to get it when she had him alone!

They started to kiss furiously in theirpinepiness over the recent turn of events. Trunks even forgot that Chi-Chi was in the room with them as he moaned lightly in his Koi’s mouth, happy for the first time in a long time. Things seemed to be getting a little better, at least.

It was hard for Chi-Chi to not gag as she watched the fucking useless slut, writhe in pleasure in her sons hold. Oh yes. He *would* be getting it alright!! She just had to find something to take their minds off of each other until Gohan left, when she suddenly remembered the crashing sound. “What was strange sound in the kitchen, Trunks?” She almost hissed out.

They both stopped and looked at her in confusion until Gohan remembered what she was talking about. “Hey, ya. What was that sound Koi?” He asked, turning back to his love. Trunks just looked confused. “What sound, Go-chan?” He asked, not knowing what he was talking about.

Chi-Chi rolled his eyes in disgust. ‘Fucking dumbass!’ She thought bitterly before continuing. “That crashing sound before you ran out here, Trunks.” She said as patiently as possible.

Trunks suddenly paled. ‘Oh shit.’ He thought somewhat afraid. In his excitement over the sudden movement in his belly, he dropped the pile of dirty dishes he was holding and they must’ve smashed on the floor as he ran. “I-I must’ve dropped some of the dishes I was holding when I ran in here.” He said as calmly as he could.

Gohan just smiled. “No problem, Koi. I’ll go and clean it since you’re barefoot.” He replied. Chi-Chi had other ideas. “Actually, you’re already late sweetie. Go on to work and I’ll take care of it.” She said softly, Trunks had to fight to keep from shaking in fear at this point.

“What?” Gohan said as he looked at his watch to see that he was in fact, ten minutes late. “Oh my God!” He cried grabbing his briefcase off of the coffee table. “Aisuru, gomen but I have to go!” He said hugging his Koi and quickly kissing him goodbye. “I love you and I’ll try to be back as early as I can to be with you, alright?” He asked as he quickly headed for the doorway and grabbed his jacket. Trunks nodded his head slowly as he watched his beloved leave him in his temporary hell hole. “I love you too, Go-chan. Bye.” He replied sadly as he watched his Koi shut the door and leave him alone.

A few tears came to his eyes, knowing... no... feeling Son-san right behind him, glaring daggers at him, but he held them back. She started to walk towards the kitchen by herself and Trunks almost breathed a sigh of relief at her absence, until he heard her harsh voice call. “Trunks, would you come in here, please?”

He shuddered and did as he was told, walking as slowly as believably possible until he made it to the kitchen. He walked into the kitchen with his head down to see Chi-Chi with her arms crossed and looking disapprovingly in the direction of the *large* pile of scattered glass and broken plates on the floor.

She slowly turned her head to face him and without warning slapped him hard in the face. He managed to suppress a painful gasp as his head whipped to the side at the contact. He didn’t look back up at her.

“You call THIS a few dishes!?! You broke almost ALL of them!! How stupid are you?!?!” She screeched as she brought her other hand up to slap the other side of his face *harder* than the first, and he went flying right into the pile of glass with a cry of pain. Thankfully he managed to land on his side to protect his babies.

“Son-san, stop it! You’re going to hurt my babies!” He cried out while pieces of sharp glass and ceramic pierced his skin in hundreds of places along his side. So far, this was the worst thing she had ever done.

“Don’t be stupid! I know how to inflict punishment without actually hurting you or your kids!” She yelled, at his cringing form.

“Can you help me up?” He asked while stretching out his hand for her to take. She just sneered at it. “I thought you were a tough super saiyan! Get up yourself!” She spat and then turned around, leaving him there.

Trunks took a deep breath and brought one of his hands down on the ground to help lift himself up. There wasn’t anywhere he was laying that didn’t have glass from the cups around, so the pressure he applied gave him new cuts and deepened the ones he already had.

When he was standing, he felt around on his large stomach to be sure that there was no glass or cuts on it before cradling his bleeding arm with his good one. With a hiss of pain he tried without too much luck to avoid as much glass as he could while he walked away, creating new cuts at the bottom of his feet.

After Trunks got clear of the glass, he limped over to the doorframe and leaned against it as he started to pick out the small pieces of sharp ceramic and glass that was now embedded in his skin. ‘I’m in Hell.’ He thought to himself while pulling out a rather LARGE piece of glass from his foot. “Why don’t I just tell him?” He asked aloud, throwing it away.

“Tell who, what?” Chi-Chi asked. Trunks snapped his neck to see her behind him with a broom in her hands, snarling at him.

He frowned at her. “I’m going to tell Gohan about this y’know.” He stated firmly. She just smirked at him. “You *would* do that wouldn’t you? Selfish tramp. You would try to cause trouble with my family over something so stupid, wouldn’t you? For Christ sakes, I didn’t intend on having you go into the glass like that! It was an accident you useless whiner!”

He put his head down. Just when he thought to grab the courage and tell his Koi about his mother, she would always say things like that. After hearing it for so long he eventually started to believe it. ‘Am I really making a big deal over nothing? I don’t want Gohan to be without his family, but why do I have to go through this?’ He thought in utter misery.

He went to pick another piece of glass out of his foot, but Chi-Chi stopped him. “Go and do that upstairs! I don’t want you getting blood all over the floor!” She yelled in annoyance. He just looked at her in shock. She wanted him to go *all* the way upstairs with glass in his feet? “Why can’t I do it here?!?” He yelled back in annoyance. Chi-Chi raised her hand as if to slap him, but then restrained herself.

“I just gave you a reason. Now do as I say.” She hissed. It was bad enough that the fucking slut was mentioning a divorce to her son but didn’t actually want one. She was so pissed off right now she could throw him back into the pile of broken dishes just to watch him try to get out again.

Trunks pushed himself off the doorframe with a hiss and slowly limped his way upstairs while she followed closely behind, making little sounds of annoyance at how slow he was being. He headed straight for his office, knowing by now that, that’s where she’d send him anyway. He had his back turned, but could easily hear her slam the locked door once he was inside.

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An hour or so later, after Trunks managed to get all the pieces of glass out of his arms, legs and feet and dress the small but stinging wounds, he was back on his computer, typing up more contracts and working on some profit graphs. It was slow work due to the stinging in his one hand.

The sudden click at the door told him that Son-san was coming in, but he didn’t look up from his work. Maybe if he ignored her she would go away without too much to say. She always stayed for a bit lately, after a session like the one downstairs would occur, and say how it was his fault in the long run for being so difficult all the time. And then to start these little conversations about Gohans old girlfriends from when he was missing, *and* how much better he could do to please him because of how selfish and rude he acted *and* how he drove Gohan to dislike him on some level because of his selfishness. The truly sick thing was that he was starting to believe her.

She walked in with a giant smile and a tray of that Goddamn tea. She set it down on his desk and frowned when he still didn’t look at her. “Thank you, Son-san.” Trunks said dryly. He didn’t want to drink that tea she had, and maybe if she left he could dump it in the garbage to get absorbed by all the papers. The stuff just made him sick.

“Drink your tea, Trunks.” She ordered, crossing her arms. Trunks hesitated, and Chi-Chi frowned. “What’s the problem?” She asked getting annoyed. He slowly looked up at her. “Son-san I can’t drink that, it makes me sick.” He whispered.

“WHAT?!?! How dare you, you little brat! There is NOTHING wrong with how my tea tastes!” She screamed in an insulted tone, knowing perfectly well that it wasn’t that taste he was talking about even though she knew the stuff tasted like shit. “That’s not what I mean, Son-san. I mean literally, I think it’s been making me sick.” He explained. It was only two days ago when he started to suspect that the stuff she was giving him was making him sick, and not until yesterday when he thought he knew for sure.

“Oh don’t be ridiculous!” She snapped, grabbing the cup of green tea and slamming it next to his hand. “Just drink it!”

He sighed and took the tea cup in his hand and drank it all. It tasted a little different, but he swallowed it all anyway. Then she poured him another cup of the stuff and glared at him until he drank it too. He couldn’t suppress the shudder that came over him at the awful taste, and Chi-Chi slapped him hard for it. “UNGRATEFUL BRAT!!!!” She screamed, snatching the cup from out of his hand and slamming on the tray, making the other items on it jump with a clang.

She marched right out of the room with the tray in one hand as she planned on slamming the door. With her other hand on the knob she turned around with a sneer on her face. “And you wonder why Gohan hates you so much!” She hissed before slamming the door shut and locking him inside.

Thick tears poured quickly out of his eyes, as he rested hiad oad on the desk and silently cried. Agony swelling through his heart at the cruel statements and unforgiving names. He squeezed his eyes shut to try and stop the flow, but they came through anyway. It always hurts the most, when she said that Gohan hated him. He knew it wasn’t true. It couldn’t be. It was the one thing he fought hardest to ignore and deny. Gohan loved him, he did! But that still didn’t make the fact that he was making his Koi miserable, with his presence alone, go away.

Trunks’ stomach churned and he clutched at it, knowing he was about to be sick. If he pounded on the door, there would be *no way* Son-san would let him out to be sick in the bathroom. He couldn’t hold it back anyway, and he quickly grabbed the small garbage pail next to his desk and threw up in it. He felt so much worse than the other times when he was sick. He felt like passing out at this point.

When he was finally done being sick the whole room smelled and he had the awful taste of vomit in his mouth. He picked up the pail and wobbly got to his feet, bringing it over to the large window where he set it down and opened it a crack to air out the room. He then went the other side of the room and turned up the heat so he wouldn’t freeze. It was still very cold out. He wished he had a bottle of water at this point to wash away the taste in his mouth, but he just sighed in disappointment and sat down behind his desk, feeling overly tired.

He tried to keep his mind on his work, a few tears still slipping down his face every now and then at the thought of Son-sans harsh words, but he felt his eyes getting heavier with each passing moment. ‘Why am I so tired?’ He thought. Trunks tried rubbing at his eyes, but with the heat of the room combined with the fact that he was doing boring work and was tired to begin with didn’t help. As if against his will he soon put his head down on the desk and fell asleep.

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Chi-Chi took a peek into the office and saw that the little slut had worked himself to sleep. Finally! She smirked as she pushed the door wide open and stepped inside. ‘All of those sleeping pills I stuck in the tea really work!’ She thought happily at the slightly snoring sight before her.

Chi-Chi marched up to the desk and just looked at his sleeping form, his face turned to the side in his arms as he slept, with tear stains clearly visible, running down his cheeks, and a few strands of hair in his face. She couldn’t help but notice how innocent he looked like that, and felt a small, a *very* small pinch of guilt in the back of her neck for what she was about to do. He really could pass for a child no older than fifteen or sixteen with the way he slept.

“You would never guess how much of a dirty slut you are with how you look.” She said to his lightly snoring form. She then leaned a little closer to him as if he would hear her. “It really is too bad how most people judge others by their looks.....but I can see right through you.” She whispered at him.

She stood up straight and looked towards the large window on the far wall. Chi-Chi saw that it was open slightly and smirked at Trunks’ sleeping and helpless form. “Already started what I came to do, huh? Oh well. Just makes things easier for me.” She said cruelly while walking towards the window and throwing it wide open, letting in all the cold air with some snow blowing in too. She grabbed the pail and decided that she should clean it out or some awkward questions could be raised.

She also took notice of how high the heat was on and went to lower it before leaving the room and shutting the door behind her. Just because she wanted him to freeze didn’t mean she should let all the heat out of the house.

Was she trying to kill him? No. She was just taking his little threat at telling her son what she’d been doing seriously. She knew that she had the slut under her thumb, but if he were to even accidentally let something slip to Gohan, then it would have all been for nothing. She also knew that he was a little ill when she walked in too. One of the advantages to being a mother, you can spot illness a mile away. It was nothing too big that he had. In fact it was most likely just something that happened after all the drugged tea she’d been giving him over the months. His saiyan immune sysprobprobably just kept him relatively healthy until now.

All she had to do was make him bed ridden. Keep him ill enough to be sleeping throughout most of the day and hopefully he’ll forget all about his little ideas to tell Gohan by the time he snaps out of it.

She was still thinking about what to do about the two of them. Gohan didn’t want a divorce and neither did the whore, so what options did that leave her? ‘I’m always calling him a whore and a slut. Maybe it’s time he proved me right.’ She thought evilly with a smirk on her face at the brilliant idea she just had. ‘The next chance I get, I’ll put a little something different in his drinks, wait until he passes out, take him on down to a party or something and pay someone to *take care of him*.’ She smiled wide at the thought. ‘He wakes up naked in someone else’s bed, runs and confesses to Gohan about the slut he is and Voila!! Divorce!’

She headed for the phone in the kitchen and called her son at work. It took five minutes to get him on the phone because they had to call him down from a class, but when he finally did answer the phone it was *so* easy to act happy with how happy she truly was.

“Gohan? Yes..... Sorry to bother you, but I just wanted to let you know that I’m going grocery shopping and Trunks will be here on his own...... Oh yes, I’m sure! He told me he would be fine for the rest of the day without anyone around...... He’s working in the office....... Alright, sweetie. I’ll tell him you love him. Bye”

CLICK.

Chi-Chi then cleaned out the pail, grabbed her things and headed out the door and into the snow. She would need a few things from the pharmacy if her idea would work. She looked up at the open window that led to the whore’s and Gohans office and smiled. “Don’t catch a cold.” She sneered as she started her walk through the wooded area surrounding the house.

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Gohan pulled into the driveway with a happy grin on his face. Just like he said, he was home early and he brought his Koi a small surprise too. Freshly grown wildflowers. He had to fly all the way across the world to get them, but it was worth it. He reached over to the passengers seat and grabbed the bouquet before running inside. He was so excited to see his aisuru again and to put his hand on his stomach, that he had trouble containing it.

“Koi! Trunks, I’m home!” He called out...... No answer. Gohan thought nothing of it. He checked his little amulet and could tell that wherever he was, he was sleeping. He checked the living room first and saw that he wasn’t napping on the couch like he normally did. He half ran upstairs and walked right passed his office and to their room to see that he wasn’t in there either.

A look of confusion crossed his face before he remembered his mothers words. “He’s working in the office.” He then grinned, his Koi always worked so hard, he probably just fell asleep at the computer again. He closed the door and walked quietly down to their shared office and then opened the door leading inside.

The gust of freezing cold wind that met his face shocked the hell out of him and he dropped the flowers in his hand. There was some snow on the floor and he could clearly see the window wide open, with the wind blowing in freely. Gohan then saw a horrifying sight that could have killed him. There he was. Sleeping at his desk in the freezing cold of the room.

He looked so blue and was shivering almost violently, his breath was in steam. “TRUNKS!!” He cried out as he ran to the desk and tried to wake him up...... Nothing. He just continued to shiver in his sleep while his teeth chattered. “Oh my God!” He cried out in fear as he picked him up and ran out of the room with him and down to their bedroom.

He gently placed the shivering form on the warm bed and started to take off his frozen clothes and then held him close to share his body heat. He was wearing the same things he was that morning and Gohan became deathly afraid of how long he was in there for. He was SO COLD! Gohan felt his forehead to see how hot it was in comparison to the rest of his body despite how blue his face was. Trunks had a fever and it was HIGH!

He reached over to the bedside drawer, picked up the cordless phone and dialled Bulma’s number. He couldn’t call a normal hospital, how would he explain the pregnant male he had? Thankfully Bulma’s hospital lab had plenty of medications.

He started to rub his Koi’s arms to bring heat in them when he noticed all of the cuts he had on his side. “Oh God, Koi. What happened?” He asked fearfully.

The phone was still ringing when Trunks slowly opened his dilated eyes, waking up at the sound of the voice he loved so much. They filled with tears at the sight of his Koi, holding him lovingly like he would shatter if treated too roughly, with worry in his own eyes. What had happened? He didn’t have time to try and find the answer as darkness pulled him to sleep again. ‘I’ve got to tell him!’ He shouted at himself, still in a haze. “G-Gohan?” His voice was so low and weak.

He looked down in shock at his ill Koi, to see him still shaking and fighting to stay conscious with tears streaming down his face. “H-help m-me......” That was all he could whisper before passing out.

The tears of pure worry and sorrow were just falling out of Gohans eyes at this point. “I’ll help you, Trunks. Don’t worry I will!”

Bulma then finally picked up the phone. “Hello?”

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Three days had passed since Gohan found Trunks, frozen almost to death in his office. They were all so lucky that he found him, any longer could have caused damage to the baby or maybe even killed both it and Trunks.

Bulma did tests on him and found that there was almost an over dosage of sleeping pills in his system. Combine all those with the fever he now had and he became very ill. In fact, he was still in bed and hadn’t woken up yet. When Chi-Chi was asked about it she merely said that he was fine when she left and didn’t think that something like this could happen. She explained that cuts on his arms, legs and hand had come from the dishes, but only when he stubbornly offered to help and then slipped into the broken pile. When in private with Gohan, she suggested that maybe he had tried to kill himself.

He was appalled at the very idea that his Koi would try such a thing when he appeared to be so happy earlier that same day. “Maybe it was an accident then, sweetie. He did seem to be fine when I left and even told me that he would be ok.” Chi-Chi lied, trying to make them believe her.

“It had to have been an accident, mom.” Gohan insisted. “There is no way in hell, that he would try to do something like that! Especially since he’s pregnant!” He huffed out.

“You tried.” She whispered with her head low. He winced at the reminder. ‘It had to be an accident it *had* to be! He wouldn’t do that! Maybe he just didn’t realize how many pills he took and then the window blew open in his sleep.’

Right now Bulma was in their room watching over her son with worry while the two of them were downstairs talking amongst themselves about Trunks’ condition. At least his fever seemed to diminish a bit. There were times when he would stir in his sleep and it would appear as if he would wake up soon, before he just stopped and went back into a deep sleep.

Gohan stayed with him all day, even when he was supposed to be working. When Bulma found out about how the university threatened to fire him unless he showed up to work, she threatened to cut their funds entirely. They told him to take all the time he needed with his personal problem and even gave him a raise after that one. He would normally hold his Koi while he slept since the odds of him catching anything were slim to none. He’d hold him even if there was a chance he would catch Trunks’ fever.

Bulma thought it was very sweet how her son-in-law did that. So protective of his mate, just like Vegeta was with her. Saiyans could be so wonderful when they didn’t realize it. She took another sip of the tea that Chi-Chi had brought for her before looking back at her baby who turned to his side in bed. At first she didn’t want the stuff, but then found herself getting thirsty so she took it anyway. She still hated the woman though. She didn’t tell them that her son was alive and in America when she had the chance, and then she left her son alone and something like *this* happens!

Bulma yawned and put the cup on the drawer before getting up and pulling the covers further up her sons sleeping chest and then sitting back down again. ‘Man I’m tired!’ She thought to herself while rubbing at her eyes.

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“Gohan could you go on down to the pharmacy for me? I need more Vicks rub and some Advil.” Chi-Chi said, knowing the tea she gave to Bulma would be taking effect soon.

“Sure mom. I guess we’re all out?” He asked while grabbing his jacket. If Trunks needed this stuff then he would make sure he had it. “Yes, sweetie I just checked and it’s all gone.”

“Will you be fine here while I’m gone? The pharmacy’s a long flight away.” He asked while heading for the door.

“Of course, Gohan. Don’t forget that Bulma’s here too.” He almost chuckled at hearing that. “Ya I know, just try not to fight with each other while I’m gone, ok?”

“Since when do you tell *me* that? I used to have to tell you and Goten that before I left the house!” She huffed in annoyance. Gohan sighed. “Ya I know. I’ll try and be back within an hour, alright?”

Chi-Chi nodded her head and watched him leave the house and then saw him take flight through the window. She smiled happily at her genius and walked upstairs in excitement. This would be the first chance she got to try and do this so she had to do it now! The little son-of-a-bitch upstairs was never sleeping due to the fever he had. It was just the tea she’d been forcing down his throat when it was her turn to watch him.

She had to give his dose to Bulma to put her asleep today, so she wouldn’t be too surprised if he woke up while she was doing this.

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Gohan ignored the cold wind in his face as he flew to the pharmacy to get the things his Koi would need. Thoughts of the last few months playing through his head as he went, trying to find out what could cause his aisuru’s depression and then the little accident that happened three days ago.

‘How could all of this happen?’ He thought, furious with himself for not knowing the answer. ‘He was always around people, and the first few months of the pregnancy were fine!’ He thought back to the first time he found his Koi crying in their room. Begging for forgiveness for Kami-only-knows-what.

Then the questions started. Why did he love him? Was he making him miserable? Was he sure? Did he want to leave him? And if he did he would understand. Then he would start crying when he thought that Gohan wasn’t around, and in the times when he actually *wasn’t* around it was easy to see when he had been crying due to the puffy, red eyes and tear stained face.

Tears came to his eyes at the very thought of all this. What was wrong? He was never alone. Chi-Chi was *always* there to make s–– Gohan suddenly stopped dead in the air as the realization hit him. ‘He was always home alone with kasaan! Even that first time that I found him crying in our room! But.....She accepted us, didn’t she? She said she did.’ He thought about it for a moment until his mind quickly gave him an easy solution. ‘No. No she didn’t. Where else would Trunks get all of those stupid ideas!?! Why else would he think that he’s a bother to me or that I’d want to leave him when I’d no sooner chop off my own right hand?!?!’

Gohan couldn’t believe himself for being so stupid. Those were exactly the type of things she would *want* him to say, too. His mother was always so manipulative. She was a pro at making people do what she wanted, his father was living proof of that. And she did it to Trunks! She had to of! He only started acting this way once she came back into their lives.

He was shaking with rage at this point. ‘All this time! All the signs were right in front of my fucking face and I DIDN’T SEE IT?!?’ Gohan then powered up into a super saiyan two in his blind rage. “CHRIST, I’M SO FUCKING STUPID!!!” He screamed at himself before turning around and flying back home.

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Chi-Chi slowly opened the bedroom door with a tea tray in her spare hand, hearing it creak slightly as she did this. She looked over at the chair by the bed to see Bulma in a deep sleep and she smirked at the sight.

She then turned her head to see Trunks’ eyes wide open and staring at her, with the tray in her hand in fear. He tried to get up to get away, but she quickly put the tray on the floor and ran over and pushed him back down on his back. He was sweating and still very ill, she could tell.

“GOHAN!!!” He screamed out. She just backhanded him to shut him up. It worked as his neck snapped painfully to the side and his vision blurred, stunning him. He looked around to see where he was, or to *try* to see where he was, when his eyes rested on Bulma. She should’ve woken up at his cry.

“W-what did you do to her?” He asked eyeing her still form with fear. “She’s just sleeping, stop being so paranoid!”

“W-where’s Gohan?” He asked, afraid that he was in the house alone with her. Again. She smiled sweetly at him. “He left, sweetie.” She said simply.

Trunks almost fainted and tears came to his eyes. “H-he left?” He choked out. Chi-Chi just smiled evilly. Oh how she hated him! This would be such fun! “Did you really think he didn’t know about all of this? That he’s so stupid as to not recognise all the signs I left? He knew what I’ve been saying to you and didn’t care at all!” She sneered while getting the tea tray and mixing some special pills in the pot.

“Y-you’re lying....YOU’RE LYING!!!” Trunks screamed at her in rage that she could accuse Gohan of doing such a thing. She just slapped him again, only this time she put some of her Ki into it. He fell to his side and she drew a little blood from the hit. “Stupid slut!” She yelled.

She grabbed his wrist and roughly pulled him into a sitting position and shoved the green tea cup in his face. “I’m NOT drinking that!” He said stubbornly while sneering at her. She just smirked at him. “You used to be a cop. Tell me, do you know what the ecstasy drug is?”

He looked shocked at the question. “That’s a date rape drug. W-why?” He asked a sinking feeling that he already knew why she asked the question. Why would she try to give him that? It’s not like she was interested in him in that way.

Chi-Chi just smirked again. “This stuff was *really* hard to come by, and YOU ARE going to drink it!” She yelled before continuing. “Then I’ll just drive you on down to a party or a back alley and get someone to have some fun with you since you won’t stop bothering me!!” She screamed, shoving the cup back in his face.

“NO!!” He cried trying to push her away, but she had an easy hold around his neck and refused to let go. “No I won’t drink it!!” He screamed. “Yes you will! Gohan will be back soon. I need you to take it now!!” She screamed back in annoyance and hatred.

Trunks had never been so afraid in his entire life, it was hard to try and keep her at bay while he shook in total of fear of what she planned on doing. She would hire someone to rape him? What about his babies? They could be hurt or even killed at such an act this far into his pregnancy! ‘Oh God, please no!’ He used as much strength as he could get to try and get her away, but she just slapped him hard in the face using A LOT of her Ki and it felt like being whacked in the head with a steel bar. He felt like he would pass out soon from it.

How was he supposed to defend himself against this while sick, dizzy and pregnant? Chi-Chi grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked him back up. “Please don’t.” He begged in a weak voice. His struggles to get away were almost nothing to her at this point as she forced his mouth open and poured the hot liquid down his throat. He had no choice but to swallow it or choke, and she would probably just let him die choking if he decided on that course of action.

Thick tears flowed down his face at the awful thought of what would soon hapto hto him, yet he had no power to stop it. ‘I should have told Gohan when I had the chance!’ He thought while looking into Chi-Chi’s soulless black eyes through his bleary blue ones as she poured the drug down his throat without mercy.

Suddenly the voice of a very pissed off sounding angel entered his ears, and Trunks couldn’t have been happier to hear it. “GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF MY MATE, ONNA!!!”

Then everything went black.

To Be Continued..................