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Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter Ninety-eight

Gohan stood as a seriously imposing figure at the end of the bed. His frown made you feel like shit as all your insecurities surfaced. He must have finally realized that you weren’t perfect, that you were too flawed to fit into his life, that you were a broken doll masquerading as a real person. You tried to consul yourself with the fact that you’d told him at the start that it would be okay if he didn’t want to be in a relationship with you even after everything you and he had been through. Or had you only told that to Goku? You couldn’t be sure. Not with the very disappointed look he had on his face.

You kept quiet and still as Gohan gathered his thoughts. It felt as though your heart had sped up in your chest and yet everything else had been frozen cold. Just because you may or may not have given him an exit clause at the start didn’t mean that it wasn’t going to suck. But you couldn’t blame him either - this was all on you. You had too much baggage for him to deal with on top of all the mistakes you kept making. Sure you were still barely out of being a teenager but with the amount and kind of mistakes you were making, you knew that wasn’t an excuse.

“It’s okay,” you said quietly as your hands gripped around the bed. “I told you at the start that I’m a patchwork doll, that I’m not perfect. It’s okay that you’ve finally realized that. Because honestly you’ve been so nice...it’s been wonderful.”

“Been?” Gohan finally voiced as he shifted, his arms dropping from his side. “What do you mean been?”

“I mean we can still be friendly right? After you break this off I mean.”

“...you think I want to break up?”

You nodded as you tried to keep your breathing regular. Hope and disappointment waged a war inside of you. But your pride wouldn’t let you show it; you couldn’t show him how week and fragile you felt at the moment.

“Yeah. And that’s okay wonderboy. I get it. I finally pissed you off too much cause I did something without thinking again. I told you I wasn’t perfect.”

He called your name, making you flinch. But without waiting too long Gohan continued. “I am angry. Maybe a little at you but mostly at myself and Trunks. Right now I’m fighting the urge to rip his hands from his body to make myself feel better.”

You looked at Gohan with widened eyes. Hope, despair, and shock were now the ones brewing a storm inside of you. You almost couldn’t contain everything when Gohan took a seat at the edge of the bed.

“You thought I was going to break up with you because you made a mistake?” Gohan asked in a serious, pleading type of voice.

Once again you nodded. Gohan let out a shaky breath as he looked down at his hands. His shoulders were hunched over a little as he contemplated yet another negative thing from that day.

“Did you ever think my dad would do that to you?”

“I told him after we...I mean I told him that I wouldn’t blame him if he did,” you replied honestly. “So yeah, you could say that.”

“Did he ever seem like he wanted to let you go?” Gohan asked as he slowly looked to you with such mixed emotions.

“...considering that we’re on a different planet because he doesn’t want to, I don’t think so.”

“Even after he married my mom, he wants you. Even after 18 years of not being with you, he wants you. Even after you told him you weren’t married anymore...after you denied him that kind of relationship in the future, he wants you. Even though you and I started sleeping together, that we are engaged, he still wants you.”

Gohan reiterating the very stubborn ways of Goku made it harder to keep the pieces together. They made you feel uneasy because there was a truth behind them. Goku’s focus on keeping you seemed very resolute.

“You have bargained and asked for him to accept a lot. But he still just wants you. Right?”

“Y-Yes,” you answered in an unstable voice.

“Why do you think I’m any different?” Gohan asked in a very strong, imploring voice. “What have I done...what have I said that makes you think I want you any less than he does? What did I do wrong?”

You looked at him with those same wide eyes. Half of you wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear so that he couldn’t see all of the weakness that you were feeling. The other half of you wanted to curl up into a ball on Gohan’s lap. So you settled for leaning over and holding your knees, hair shielding your face slightly from him.

“You have don’t anything wrong. You’re perfect.”

“No, I’m not,” Gohan denied. “You said that I didn’t wait too long...but I did. I must have. We spent months together all alone and I never considered taking it further. Not until I realized that you wouldn’t always be there whenever I wanted to talk to you, that you might have a future with someone else. And when I tried to explain that I messed up. Because you thought that it was just because I hurt Erasa. The truth is I didn’t know how to tell you that the thought of you studying with someone else, working out, training...even eating a meal with another guy and smiling at him...it hurt. And I guess it’s a saiyan thing but that hurt turned to rage. I wanted to rip Sharpner apart.”

He’d admitted to wanting to hit him before. But it seemed that Gohan had been meaning the obliterating kind of hit.

“Even while I was taking care of mom, I wanted to break him. He kept making jokes and laughing with you in class. And every single time I wanted to pull you away. I wanted to go back to the hyperbolic time chamber so that we could be the ones laughing again. I didn’t want this relationship because I was afraid of hurting other women...not really. It’s a part of the reason but it’s because You made me want to feel...mom made me afraid of feeling things Incase it got in the way of studying. I didn’t want to go back to that; I don’t want to go back to that. I like feeling everything with you. It feels good not to have to worry about breaking someone or being afraid that I’m touching you too much. And that was just the only way that seemed okay to explain to you how much I wanted to spend time with you because I thought telling you how jealous and violent I wanted to be would make you deny me. Like you did my dad when he was visiting. It’s how I know that dad won’t keep his end of the deal. How I know dad will say and do anything to keep you by him. Because I would...because I have.”

“Gohan…” you breathed out as you looked to his very sincere looking face.

You felt foolish scooting down the bed so that you could reach his hair. But you did it anyways. Gohan leaned into your touch. He scooted back on the bed and pulled you into his lap.

“I told you that I would do everything and give you everything that my dad could. That I would be better than him in every way. And I mean it,” Gohan said as he put his chin on the top of your hair, wrapping you in his arms. “But I can't if you don’t tell me things. So tell me, how long has Trunks been bothering you?”

“Like that or…?”

Gohan’s grip tightened as he quickly digested your question. The fact that you had to ask for clarification was not a good sign.

“Everything. Tell me everything.”

You winced at the angry sound of his voice. Everything felt like it would be a lot for him to talk in right now. He seemed to be just as stuffed with emotions as you were. Only his seemed to be more angry and murderous than yours.

“It’s my fault for what just happened,” you admitted. “Kind of. Well it’s your fault too.”

“My fault?”

You nodded, feeling Gohan’s head move along with yours as you did. “Yeah. He had been wanting me to move in with his family ever since he found out that I didn’t want to move anywhere near that—-near Chichi.”

You’d been so close to calling her a bitch. It might have been acceptable if she’d done something to provoke it in the heat of the moment. But you had a feeling Gohan wouldn’t like to hear his mom being called a bitch so casually. Not that he enjoyed it at any time really.

“And when I tried to explain that I couldn’t, that I needed my own space and something about getting a job to pay for a baby, he said that I could have all of his allowance. This was back when he still looked like seven.”

Gohan felt a chill run down his spine at that. It might have been in a childish way but all he could think about was the fact that even shortly after meeting you, Trunks had wanted to keep you and provide for you too. Just like he did.

“At some point I said he didn’t need to worry about all of that cause he was still a kid so he should enjoy being a kid.”

“Then he wished to be an adult…” Gohan said as he put the pieces together.

“Yeah,” you replied slightly, running your fingers up and down Gohan’s hands. “That’s why I wanted you to deal with him. It felt...personal at the time and I was trying to sort things out. I guess it really was personal considering that he kept up wanting to help me.”

“Has Goten ever said anything like that?” The half saiyan asked with a pit in his stomach.

“No. He just really wants you to marry me so I can be his sister,” you said with a subconscious wince.

Goku’s compromise was really something that you needed to discuss with him. In fact before the whole Trunks fiasco that was actually what you’d wanted to talk to Gohan about. It was why you had wanted some space so that when Gohan yelled at you, they wouldn’t come running.

You had expected him to yell at you for agreeing to those terms but this moment was making you think it could have gone a completely different way. Especially with the way that he held you. Gohan and you might have been intimate many times but he’d never actually been all that cuddly outside of post-sex. Even when you’d been trying to help him at the amusement park he’d seemed nervous, reluctant. Which was why you had never pushed him to. Hell, you’d gone to Broly to see if he could hold you after the whole Chichi thing. And Goku pretty much used every opportunity to hold you before and after you started having sex with him. Gohan has just now seemed to deem it appropriate; you couldn’t help but think that the idea of the breakup had spurred it.

“But Goten was the one to put the idea of sex into his head. Apparently you’d told him how good it felt.”

Gohan winced from behind you and laughed nervously. You hugged a little and frowned but said nothing more.

“And then you decided kitchen sex was a great idea. He watched us. When you and I were sleeping in different rooms he found me and asked...sort of… me to sleep with him too. But today he kept insisting that kissing was gross cause that’s what he thought I wanted to do with you when I asked them both to leave for a bit. I can’t remember exactly what happened because he made me so mad but...I ended up proving him wrong. Told him that was the first and last time I’d touch him, that I’d kiss him, and he didn’t seem to like that idea. You pretty much saw the rest.”

“Yes. I did. Why did you kiss him? Why did you touch him?”

You but your lip before swallowing hard. There really wasn’t a good defense to explain why you’d actually done either of those.

“...did you want to sleep with him?” Gohan asked in a very fake calm voice.

“No,” you told him instantly.

“But you're attracted to him. You called him hott when he first made the wish.”

You banged your head back into Gohan’s chest with your face the color of a tomato at the reminder. “Just because I’m attracted to someone for like half a second doesn’t mean I want to actually...ug I can’t believe you. He’s still a kid!”

...that you fondled.

“Didn’t stop you from touching him.”

You narrowed your eyes and pursed your lips at that but kept quiet. Gohan was right but having it throw back in your face did not feel good. And like many times before when someone else directly made you feel bad it shifted to anger instead.

“I wanted to prove my point.”

“So you decided touching him and kissing him would prove your point? Have you proved any points to Broly that way too?”

You stilled. You even stopped breathing for a moment. So much for feeling sad and dejected over the thought that Gohan finally realized how flawed you were. Instead, you were pissed that he even has the balls to insinuate what he had.

“Let me go,” you said as your temper flared.

Gohan felt the change in you. He took your earlier advise and adjusted his hold. Last time you’d told him to either let you go or hold you a lot better than he had been doing. He chose to do the later of those two options. You felt him shift his hug into a full out hold and started to raise your lip into a sign of aggression. Your tail flicked up and down impatiently against your lap.

“No. Not again,” Gohan said seriously. “Every time I let go of you, someone else tries to take my place. Sharpner...Broly...Trunks...even my own dad. In a few years Goten might even try to take you away from me. I’m not letting go of you ever again.”

“You’re sounding an awful lot like Goku.”

Now that got Gohan’s attention. The thought of his dad taking you away from him really was enough to make all of the hairs on his body stand on end. And you heard something rose up from his chest as much as you felt it. A rumbly growl.

“Yeah, that to. He did that a lot.”

“Stop comparing me to dad,” Gohan said sharply.

“Then stop sounding like him,” you tossed back to him irritatedly.

“That’s not fair.”

“Yep, said that too.”

“Are you trying to make me angry? Is that what you want to see?” Gohan demanded.

“I want you both to get along,” you bit out. “But that can’t happen if you’re both fighting over me. I told you I’m not perfect Gohan. I’m not worth destroying your family over.”

“Stop saying that, stop putting yourself down,” Gohan continued in a firm voice. “It’s my choice if I fight my dad over you. It’s my choice if I chose you over my family. And I want to because I want to make a new family with you. Anyone who doesn’t like that doesn’t need to be around.”

“So you’re planning to leave your mom by herself too?”

Gohan was quite as he held you. You felt some of the wind get taken out of his sails at that question. Because the reality of the situation was that it would come down to that. At this point you hated Chichi. She had taken everything that you’d worked so hard to build. When you got back to Earth you were going to struggle a lot because of her. You also knew that at this point if you gave him half a chance, Goku would go with you to build that new life and not look back. Would Gohan do the same? Even if he did...would you be okay with a guy who could abandon their family because of a girl? If he didn’t then how would that affect yours and his relationship?

No wonder Gohan kept quiet. It was a very tricky situation.

“Look the situation is hard. I don’t want to make you choose between me and your mom. But if you think I will live near her, you’re wrong. I love you but I do not like her. I will never like her. She’s still your mom but she will never be anything to me.”

“But when we get married, she’ll by your mother-in-law,” Gohan said as he moved his hand over your lower abdominals. “She will be the grandmother to our kids.”

“Fuck that,” you bit out instantly without thinking about it.

You grabbed his hand and squeezed it apologetically as you winced. You hadn’t meant to be that crude about his mother in front of him. But the thought of her coming near you and any of your theoretical children made your skin crawl.

“Sorry,” you said quietly as you let out a deep breath. “But no. She’s destroyed the life I had. I can’t finish school, can’t get a proper job, made me lose my apartment, and I lost access to my bank account because of her. Gohan the only thing stopping me from smashing her face in is you. She will be nothing to me or my kids in the future. Besides you and I can’t get married…”

“Wait. What? Why not?”

“Your mom pretty much made me a fugitive. I’ll be wanted for escaping arrest. I can’t use my ID as Bella Son to get married. And seeing as Bella Greene has been missing from the world for 18 years despite having a kid...I can’t use my old information either. Cause when it’s pinged they’ll search for me seeing as I put myself as my own daughter. Then they’ll find me that way and I’ll be in a much bigger mess.”

Gohan let out a deep breath as you felt him shake a little. You couldn’t have known but the thought of being the one who gets to marry you, legally and socially, had been how he’d been okay through most of this. It was what he focused on instead of the rage at his father and at Broly. And for the last few minutes it had been his mantra to make sure he didn’t render Trunks apart. Now that dream was slipping away and he felt like the flood of hate was leaking through.

No wonder his dad had fucked him up after the tournament. He could understand the rage from the very real threat of you not being completely his a whole lot more.

“You can’t...marry me...because of what...my mom did?”

It was like he was having a hard time understanding that.

“Hmm partially,” you admitted. “It was also a condition of Goku’s so that he wouldn’t try to hurt you anymore. But it’s not like he ca—“

Gohan stood up. He kept his arms around you so they you didn’t fall. You were suspended in the air as he held you to him. Slowly he sat you down on the ground but he didn’t let go of you.

“Let’s go revive my father.”

His resolute statement gripped you in surprise.

“...now? Really?”

“Yes. Let’s revive him right now so that I can rip him apart.”

Shit.
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