Unforgivable | By : thePrincesJewel Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Goten waited, picking again at his food as the silence extended. Vegeta stared at his hands, for once looking every single one of his years. Goten had nearly cleared his plate, even as slowly as he was eating, before he got an answer. “I am… not the one to tell you that. It is my fault that my son became such a… monster, my fault that you were so badly used by the one you loved. If I… had… accepted your love, the two of you would have led happier lives.”
“That’s not true… not entirely, anyhow,” Goten amended when Vegeta’s eyes snapped to his. “I could have left him. I could have…”
“You believe that about as much as I do. We both know you didn’t leave him until he told you to - and from the state we found you in, you’ve been mourning his loss since.”
“The state you…. MOTHER!” The remains of his food splattered on the floor when he tried to lever himself out of bed and bolt for the door. Vegeta caught him, forced him back against the pillows.
“Kuro and I have been caring for her. You slept for four days straight. We’ve been here a week.”
“Mother?”
“Your mother is dying, brat, but I think you knew that. Why didn’t you get help?”
“From who? I told my brother. He moved away. She got worse, and I called him. I tried to tell him what was going on with her, but he just interrupted, rattled off a bunch of things, said things like that happen when humans get old, and not to worry about it. Then he said he had to go, he had an important call to take. I couldn’t call Trunks because… well, because. And you and Kuro didn’t tell me how to get in touch.”
“Kuro and I had a misunderstanding the last time we were here. We’ve only been back together a few weeks… and I had to go all over the world chasing him to convince him I loved him.”
“He went Super Saiyan three and was crying,” Kuroichi said from the open door. “Otherwise, I’d probably still be running. He tried to show me that he cared every time he caught up with me… but I was running on stupid and didn’t realize it. Your mother’s doing pretty well today, and you look better too. Stop scowling, Vegeta.”
“I thought I told you not to say anything about that?”
“Super Saiyan three, or the crying?” Kuroichi looped an arm over the older Saiyan’s shoulders, kissing him thoroughly before turning to face his son. “Gohan really wouldn’t help you? He’s always been so… so…”
“Pampered, namby-pamby, respectable and bloody damned responsible?” Vegeta suggested sourly.
“Well, the responsible part, anyway. Oh, and respectable.”
Goten smiled slightly at Vegeta’s apt description of his older brother. “He wouldn’t even let me finish trying to explain what was going on. I shut the phone off to save a little money… there isn’t very much left. I did as much as I could… fishing and such, to try and keep the food costs down at least, but I knew I couldn’t afford to take her to the doctor.” He looked at his father.
“Dad, if Mom’s a princess, why don’t we have any money?”
“Actually, she became a queen when her daddy died. And I don’t know about any money. Her daddy’s castle was burned not long before I married her…” Kuroichi frowned thoughtfully. “It might be that all the family’s wealth burned up, but Ox King always seemed to have enough.”
“Are you a king, Dad?”
“No. I was never even considered a prince. You’re a prince, though, and your brother. He’ll inherit the title once your mother… passes.”
A corner of Goten’s mouth twitched. “You mean, Gohan will be… Gohan the Ox King?”
“Yep!”
“Gohan Ox King… and I’m Prince Goten? Wait ‘til I tell…. Oh… yeah.” Goten’s faint smile vanished. “Mom’s really doing better?”
“Better?” Kuroichi sighed. “Compared to how she was when we got here, yes.”
“I’ve known she was dying for awhile. She’d probably be dead now if you guys hadn’t come by.”
“You, as well,” Vegeta informed him. “We force fed you, those first four days.”
“Vegeta? Trunks… said that maybe you’d seen something… back then. Am I… am I more human than Saiyan? Like Bra?”
Vegeta stared at him a long moment, then sighed. He tugged on Kuroichi’s shirt, the other kneeling obediently beside him. Strong fingers slid through his hair, petting and stroking. “No, mini-baka. Nothing like that. You were… your father’s son. That hasn’t changed… but I have.”
“Why didn’t I get stronger, then?”
“Because all your energy went to hiding. Once you stop hiding, you may be even more powerful than I am,” Kuroichi said quietly. “Once I stopped hiding from everyone, my power level skyrocketed. You’re still hiding from Trunks right now, plus you’re sick and weak from having pretty much starved yourself. Once you recover, you’ll see. Just… raise your power to call Trunks to you.”
“You think I should?”
“I overheard quite a bit while I was in your mother’s room. You still love him, and you know now what he was doing. You don’t blame Vegeta for it, so why blame Trunks?”
“That… makes sense.” Goten snuggled down into the pillows. “It makes sense.”
“Think about it then, boy. Will you be happier with the brat? Or alone?”
“I don’t blame Trunks. I know… I know I could have stood up to him. I just… love him.”
Kuroichi purred, twining his tail with his mate’s. “Think about this too, Goten. I ran from Vegeta, but I never ran very far. I stayed where he could find me, where he could reach me. Our relationship had a… very rocky start - he was trying to kill me.”
“That was Kakarot.”
Kuroichi grinned. “And didn’t that used to be my name, a long time ago? The point is, even though Vegeta tried to kill me more than once, and even though he raped me, he was the one I turned to, and stayed with. And even when I was running from him, I never got too far from him.” Vegeta snorted, Kuroichi tipped his head to kiss caressing fingers. “He is the one I love. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Papa. And I… I do love Trunks.”
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Trunks: YES! *goes super from sheer exuberance*
Jewel: Does sound promising for you.
Goku: What did ‘Geta mean? About Goten being my son? Of course he’s mine! *looks vaguely insulted*
Vegeta: DON’T call me that. And it means he’s just like you.
Goku: Oh. Okay.
Vegeta: What, did you think I meant your wife cheated on you?
Goku: I’m naïve and child-like, but I’m not stupid. *looks very insulted*
Vegeta: Hn. Where’s Muse? I feel like pounding something.
Jewel: He’s not coming out of hiding until that one story gets out of my head.
All Saiyans: Where is he?
Jewel: I’m not entirely sure. But that Hangman picture is still with me… *whimpers*
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