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From The Inside	By : Ashley Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1337 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"He can't answer you Kakarott. I don't think he knows what just happened here." Vegeta stated coolly, keeping himself between his son and his lover. Goku bared his teeth at the young demi saiyan before returning his attention back to his youngest son that was still unconscious. His mind was racing at the moment. How could Trunks do this to his lover? The thought of something happening to his son or his grandchild that was due in four months made his heart lurch in fear. Was this going to turn out like what happened all those years ago? Finding out his son was beaten so badly that his life was hanging in the balance?

Rolling him carefully onto his back, Goku immediately started looking for injuries and breathing a sigh of relief when he only found a bloody nose, a heavily bruised right cheek and a large bump on the left side of his head, hidden within the chaotic locks of hair. But he was still uncertain about the condition of the baby.

"I called uncle Gohan." Leilani sniffled out as she latched on to Shadow in a hug, finding comfort from the big dog as she tried to put on a brave face for her grandfathers. She was so scared. She remembered the day when she met Trunks. He was beating her Daddy underneath the old tree in the meadow, how ironic for Trunks to take his anger out again on him.

"Good girl, you did the right thing. Can you do me a huge favor?" Goku praised his youngest granddaughter with a small smile for her.

"Uh huh." Leilani answered as she played with the hem of her thick flannel nightgown.

"Go wait for Gohan to get here." She hesitated looking between Goku and Goten, she really didn't want to leave her Daddy, but nodded her head and left the room with Shadow in tow.

"What do you think happened?" Goku asked softly, his voice starting to deceive him at the moment going from anger to sadness. Vegeta sighed heavily glancing between his son and his lover's son. He had an idea, but wasn't sure if it was correct or not it was just a gut feeling.

"Ever hear of something called post traumatic stress?" The younger full-blooded saiyan shook his head, confusion written across his features.

"Once in a while some of our soldiers use to come back from purges that had gone wrong. Something very traumatic has to happen to them like being held prisoner and tortured. Trunks is reliving what happened to him over a decade ago. Something triggers it sending them into flashbacks. Something Goten said or did triggered it and he was just an innocent caught in the middle. Trunks will probably not remember this ever happening."

"How could he not remember this? He could of killed Goten and the baby in Goten's condition. You know I think its happened more then just this time Vegeta. I've seen bruises on Goten a few occasions before and he would laugh them off blaming them on himself or other small things. Why wouldlie lie to me? How could he walk around thinking everything is all right if Trunks was doing these�these terrible things to him? My Kami!"

"Trunks needs help. You are correct Kakarott; he could of well killed Goten or the brat. That baby is taking up so much energy that he's almost as weak as a�" A slamming of a door down the hall and the muffled sounds of people running down the carpeted hallway cut off Vegeta in mid sentence. Gohan was the first to rush into the room going straight to his baby brother's side checking him over. Leilani slipped in right after with her cousin Panny, both staying near the wall, keeping out of every ones way. Standing in the doorway, Piccolo took in the scene carefully before stepping in.

"I really need to check Goten out. I can't tell if the baby is ok like this. Dad can you take us over to Capsule Corp?" Gohan asked, looking up from his kneeling position on the floor, his hand resting gently against the curve of Goten's growing stomach.

"Dad?" It was the weak voice behind them that made everyone turn in the direction where Trunks was. The lavender hair prince was now standing, his cerulean eyes wide as he surveyed everyone and the mess in his home office. He was confused as to why everyone was standing in the middle of his office and to as why the place looked like a tsunami had hit it.

"Dad we need to go now. I can't wait any longer here not knowing what condition the baby is in." Gohan snapped out in anger catching his father's attention once again as he gently picked up Goten in his arms, cradling him tight against his chest. Trunks gasped loudly, not seeing Goten until Gohan had picked him up. Gohan snarled at the young prince, his blood at the boiling point. If he wasn't taking care of his baby brother at the moment he would of taken Trunks out back and served up an ass whooping he would never soon forget for doing such a thing to his brother in his condition.

"Goten? Goten! What the fuck happened? Go-chan!" Trunks yelled his feet moving him towards his koi only to be stopped by Vegeta grabbing him away, holding him tightly by the arms.

"Let me go! What happened to him? Someone please tell me what happened? Goten! Oh god the baby! Let me the fuck go! I need to be with him!" Trunks choked out in panic as he continued to struggle against his father's grasp wanting desperately to get to Goten.

"I'll be back in a few minutes Vegeta." Goku gave one last look to his koi and then to Trunks before flickering out of sight with both of his sons.

"Pan, take Leilani back to your house and stay there." Piccolo requested in a low voice, watching Trunks still struggling within his father's grasp. She gave a nod to the tall Namekian and took the small girls hand, leading her out of the lion's den.

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Gohan was filled with relief after checking every possible thing that could have happened to the baby. It was strong and doing very well. Goten was floating in and out of consciousness, his mind filled with haze. He was only semi aware of what was going on at the brief moments he was awake. He could feel the burning throb in his head, the pain washing over him in waves. He could hear his brother talking, he could make out what he thought wulmaulma but he didn't know where Trunks was or where his daughter was.

"Why would he snap like that though?" Bulma questioned, changing the warming ice pack out for a new one that was on Goten's cheek.

"If he ever touches Goten again, I swear to Dende I will kill him on the spot. I don't care if he is your son Bulma. I will kill him." Gohan seethed out, pulling up the blankets around Goten's expanding belly.

"Gohan, I think you need to calm down. Trunks needs help. Professional help. Bulma do you have any of those ki restraints and heavy sedative? I don't think Trunks will calm down on his own." Bulma nodded to her long time friend, leaving the room for her labs where she kept everything dealing with saiyans locked away at. She didn't want to see her son ki restrained, but if it had to be done to keep him from hurting Goten, then she'd have to do it.

"Don't do that to him�please." It was Goten's groggy voice pleading with them not to harm his lover. His older brother turned to look at him, his mouth gapping open.

"He could have killed you Goten or the baby. Hell maybe even Leilani and now you want us to leave him alone?"

"He doesn't know he does it. Trunks doesn't mean anything by it. I think he's just scared of �scared of it happening again." Goten whispered the last part, his hand splayed over his bulging stomach feeling the fluttering kicks of Trunks and his child. His head felt like it was smashed to pieces, he groaned loudly and laid back against the not so soft mattress of the gurney he was on.

"Don't be making excuses for him Goten. He needs help and you know it. How many times has this happened?" It was his father now that stepped closer to his youngest son. Goten couldn't look him in the eye, he cast his eyes towards the other side of the room quickly before closing them. Goten's full bottom lip started to tremble, eyes closed tightly before a choked sob escaped. If any sight could break someone's heart, it was this one. Goku's face softened as he scooped his youngest one up and held on to him, stroking his back as he let the dam break to his emotions.

"Its alright now Goten, we'll get him help. Shhhh everything is going to be alright."

"Goku I got those�" Bulma cut herself off as she re-entered the room with the items her friend had requested.

"Gohan." Goku spoke out, handing his youngest over to Gohan for comfort. He had to go back to the house, hoping that Vegeta hadn't killed the young demi-prince.

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"I did it again didn't I?" The words slipped past pale lips. Vegeta had let his son go not soon after Goku had teleported himself and his two sons to Capsule Corp to check on the condition of Goten and the next in line of the Royal House of Vegeta. With no response from his father, Trunks knew what had happened again even though he couldn't even remember doing it. How could he hurt his Chibi? Frustrated with his ongoing actions while his memories drew a total blank, Trunks raked his fingers through his hair, anger welling up quickly.

"Dad I don't remember. God I can't remember anything. You know I would never ever hurt him. I would never hurt him or the baby. Why can't I remember? Why?"

"I think you need some help Trunks that none of us can do for you." Trunks nodded, understanding that he really did need help before he did something truly terrible. How could Goten still love him for everything he had done to him? The thoughts raged in his head as he paced the length of the hallway. He stopped abruptly in front of the nursery door, his muscular frame slid down the open door to the room.

'The baby.' How could he have done such a thing to Goten in his condition? The baby meant so much to Goten and himself. Goten couldn't fight back or defend himself with his weakened ki, he never stood a chance against the young prince on the rampage. It was the feeling of overwhelming guilt and sadness that sank to the pit of his stomach. The way that his koi looked when Gohan had lifted him from the floor. 'Oh god, I'm sorry Goten. What have I done?'

"Trunks?" The young lavender haired prince was brought back from his musing, roughly wiping away a few stray tears that lingered on his cheeks before looking up at Goku that had just arrived back from taking his lover to Capsule Corp.

"I'm sorry Goku-san. Please forgive me please."

"I'm not the one that you need to ask forgiveness."

"I know." Trunks answered, his face turning towards the floor the tears starting to fall again.

Goku inhaled deeply, his task ready in hand. He knelt down beside the young prince fastening the ki-restraining collar around his neck. Trunks knew before the clasp closed loudly what it was and it sent him into violent sobs. He was dirty; he wasn't trusted and now unforgiven. His life had spiraled downwards toward the bottom with no chance of getting back to where he was before anything happened to him. His father lifted him to his feet as he continued to cry, his chest heaving for air that his lungs couldn't pull in. The air around them moved gently. He was now standing with his father's help at the medical area at Capsule Corp. Through the tears he could see Chibi, unconscious on a gurney just past a pane of glass. Gohan was sitting beside him reading and listening the blips of machines as it recorded the heart rate of the tiny baby that was growing inside Goten.

"I'm sorry koi. So sorry�" Trunks choked back another sob, his hand sliding down the glass in defeat.
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