I Saw Red
I saw red
I do not own the rights to DBZ or the song rights to ‘I
saw Red’ that is owned by Warrant. I do not make any money from my writing.
Warnings: Yaoi! Some fluff.
Many hugs go out to Raven for Beta reading this! This goes
out to you!!!
I saw red…SDPG-SSM
This wouldn’t be easy. Nothing is easy when dealing with
someone who would get his or her heart broken eventually. Trunks swiped at the
loose lavender strands that fell into his eyes, his mind drifting back to what
he had just witnessed. How was he going to tell Goten what he just saw? He could
tell Goten, and have him deny that anything was happening, or not tell him and
let him figure it out for himself.
There was no mistake that Trunks loved Goten with every
fiber of his soul, but he could not have him. No, he belonged with Trunks,
Mirai. His future self. Goten was
swept off feetfeet, both claiming to be deeply in love with each other. Of
course Trunks was jealous, but put on the happy façade just for his best
friend.
“This is going to kill him…”
‘Oo it must be magic
How inside your eyes
I see my destiny’
Goten was walking on cloud nine. His job was going great;
his home life even better, and tonight would mark the one-year anniversary of
his and Tora’s new life together. With a smile on his lips, he locked up his
office, skipping out on the rest of the day of work. He was sure Trunks
wouldn’t mind. No, not at all. He would understand what he was up to. He had
it all planned out, the evening that was going to be fabulous.
down by the lake, and hours of blissful love making. Yep, it was going to be a
great night.
The smile became a lusty smirk as he slipped into his air
car, the thoughts of the morning racing through his head. He woke Tora before he
left for work, his sparkling blue eyes creeping open to see the dark haired
youth hovering above him with a hungry look in his dark chocolate eyes.
‘Every time we kiss
I feel you breathe your love so deep inside of me’
His heart skipped as he thought of the passionate kisses
they shared, the hours of exploring one another, oh the so many hours of giving
one another the most tremendous pleasure ever. He was head over heels in love
with Tora, and wanted to propose to his lavender haired lover tonight.
‘And if the moon and stars should fall
They\'d be easy to replace
I would lift you up to heaven
And you would take their place’
Tora was everything to him. The sun, moon and the stars.
The air he breathed, to the water that quenched his undying thirst. He had never
loved someone as deeply as he did Tora.
Tora saved him in a way. The youngest Son floundered in a
sea of women that he used as one night stands, not finding what he was looking
for. But when Tora came back from the future, he couldn’t deny the attraction
he had toward the man that bore resemblance to his best friend. After much
debate with himself, he confided in Trunks, telling him his darkest secret.
Trunks had told him that he was happy for his best friend, encouraging him along
the way to make the move, to be happy in life. But lately, the glint in
Trunks’ eyes changed when ever the dark haired demi brought up Tora’s name.
Goten had brushed it off, thinking Trunks was just jealous that he had a lover,
and wasn’t spending enough time with him like they usually did.
“Goten wait up!” The voice was loud over the chatter of
people inside the mall, but made Goten stop dead in his tracks anyway. Trunks
made his way through the crowd, weaving in and out until he caught up with the
young Son.
“Oh man, I was going to tell you that I was skipping out
on the last few hours of work. Don’t be mad at me!” Goten squeaked out,
hands out in front of him in defense.
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“Why did you skip out today?”
“I should ask you the same thing Trunks-kun.” Goten
laughed as he started walking again, his best friend keeping the pace with him.
“Oh, well I had some shopping to do for myself. I need
some new clothes for a trip in a few weeks.” Trunks averted his eyes, biting
his lower lip hoping that Goten bought the quickly made up lie.
“I didn’t know you were going on a trip. See how bad I
am for a best friend?” Goten sighed out, a small frown now gracing his lips.
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“Geeze Goten, chill out. It was just a small get away for
myself. Now, you answer my question. Why did you skip out?” Goten blushed
slightly, shoving his hands into his dress pants pockets.
“Picking a few things up for tonight.” He rocked back
on his heels, his eyes telling Trunks that he was drifting off in thoughts.
“Special night?” Trunks questioned, trying to pull more
information from his friend. Goten gave a nod of his head and a dreamy sounding
sigh. Trunks could feel his heart aching already.
“Yeah, one year together.” Trunks knew what the special
occasion was before Goten blurted it out. It was the day that Tora took his
Chibi away from him. Three hundred and sixty five days ago since he felt his
heart being ripped out of his chest.
“Goten, we need to talk.” Trunks said in the most
serious tone of voice that Goten had ever heard.
“What about Trunks? Something wrong? If it’s about
skipping out today, I promise to make up those hours.”
“No, it’s not about work. Let’s find some place to
eat, we’ll talk there.”
Across town in a small one-bedroom apartment, Tora was
slowly unbuttoning his silk shirt, the material falling down around his
shoulders. His eyes blazed with lust as his dark haired lover reached out to
him, fingers making quick work with the fasteners on Tora’s jeans. Lips melded
together, hot and passionate as hands groped for naked flesh.
“Gods, I’ve been waiting all week for this…” The
dark haired one panted out, his body on fire as Tora savagely nipped at his
neck.
“You’re not the only one. I’ve wanted to fuck you so
hard for days…we have time. Goten won’t be back until late tonight.” Tora
nibbled on his lover’s ear before guiding him toward the bedroom that Goten
and himself shared.
“What are you trying to get at Trunks?” Goten asked in
a snipped voice, taking a drink of his water quickly.
“I know what I saw Goten. Believe me, uld uld never
itiontionally try to hurt you, but you have got to listen to me, please!”
Trunks begged, his food that sat in front of him forgotten a while ago. He knew
this was going to happen, and now he could only try and make Goten listen to
him.
“Tora wouldn’t do anything like that to me, and you
know it Trunks! I swear you’re just jealous of him. It was just a simple lunch
date. He has them all the time.” Goten defended his lover, rolling his eyes as
Trunks continued to try and convince him otherwise.
“Why would I be jealous Goten? I was with what’s her
face when the two of you started dating. I’m just trying to protect my best
friend here. I don’t want to see you hurt.” Trunks sighed out heavily,
averting his eyes toward his lap.
“I\">“I bet you a hundred zeni that it’s all one big
misunderstanding, Trunks. Nothing more, nothing less.” Goten reached across
the table and took his best friend’s hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“I really appreciate you looking out for me, Trunks. I
can always count on you.” The dark haired demi gave the lavender haired prince
a warm smile. Trunks looked up and nodded, a small fake smile shining back at
his friend. He wasn’t going to push the issue any longer. Not today, not on
Goten’s specday.day.
“What do you say we blow this Popsicle stand, and you
help me pick out the best champagne in town?”
“We could do that.” Trunks replied softly, still
looking at the smiling face of his Chibi, the ray of sunshine that he held
cherishingly close to his heart.
“Oh come on Trunks! We can go back to my place and play
some games to cheer you up! I still have plenty of time before Tora will be home
from work. So what do you say?”
“Sure. It’s not like I have anything else planned,
besides getting my ass kicked around the gravity chamber by Dad anyway.”
“You need to get out more Trunks-kun, I swear.” Goten
snickered as he yanked his best friend out of the restaurant booth. Goten
admitted he was feeling alittle guilty. He was spending a lot more time with
Tora as of late, and poor Trunks-kun was left in the dust. He would make it up
to him. They had too many years of blood, sweat and tears behind their
relationship for it to erode away in to nothing.
The bed was a tangle of brandy wine sheets, left unmade
from the morning sexual conquest between Tora and Goten. The scent of sex still
hung heavy in the air, fueling Tora’s desire to pound his dark haired lover
frantically. Tora was a sensual lover to Goten, slow and gentle, but he had this
animalistic side that could only be sated by his other dark haired lover. Raw
unbridled sex lasted for hours, until both of them needed to leave to go back to
their partners.
“Damn it Tora! Stop with the freaking teasing already!”
The dark haired one growled out, stroking his own need, bringing his knees up to
his chest presenting Tora with his luscious ass. The future demi prince licked
his lips, forgoing the foreplay all together, and drilled himself deep into the
waiting heat. Both hissed at the dry penetration, both aching for this.
“Oh fuck yes!” Tora shouted, slamming for all he was
worth to relieve the sexual pressure.
Trunks had a bad feeling as he drove toward Goten’s
apartment. His best friend sat beside him, smiling from ear to ear with his
purchases still sitting on his lap. A bottle of champagne that Trunks swore was
the best, along with the ingredients for a beautiful meal that Goten planned to
prepare himself.
The red air car pulled up in the parking lot of the
apartment building, Trunks biting his bottom lip trying to quell the
overwhelming feeling of dread that was rising in the pit of his stomach.
“I should just go home Goten. You have a lot you need to
do, and don’t need me in the way.”
“Oh Trunks! I want to spend stimetime with you since we
hardly ever get to nowadays. You won’t be in the way at all. Atleast you can
get the fire extinguisher if I set this stuff on fire.” Goten snickered,
juggling the bags of gourmet food. Trunks couldn’t help but laugh as he got
out of the car and followed Goten to the doors of the building. Goten was right,
he would need his help; he wasn’t exactly known as a world-class chef. For
Kami’s sake, he could barely boil water with out calling for help.
They opted for the stairs, taking them two at a time to the
fifth floor. Goten balanced all three bags in one arm, his left hand digging
into his dress pants for the keys to unlock the door.
“Here let me help you.” Trunks snagged two bags,
watching as the dark haired demi unlocked the three locks on the door.
“I don’t understand why you have so many locks on the
door.” Goten rolled his eyes, giving the affectionate middle finger to Trunks.
He smiled sheepishly, sliding past Goten to deposit the bags on the kitchen
counter. With his hands now free, Trunks turned, his nose catching a peculiar
scent, and his ears faintly hearing something that made his stomach knot
tightly.
‘Oh gods…’
The paling look on Trunks’ face didn’t go unnoticed by
Goten after he sat down his bag of groceries next to the others.
“Trunks-kun, are you alright?”
“I…I’m fine Goten, why do you ask?” Trunks
nervously chuckled, trying to keep his emotions in check.
“Ok, if you say so. I’m going to change my clothes real
quick, though.” Goten pointed his thumb toward the hall that lead to the
bedroom. Before the demi prince could form any words, Goten was almost to the
bedroom door.
Goten stopped, his hand on the doorknob, the sounds in the
bedroom making him freeze. He swallowed nervously, knowing what the sounds were.
‘Then I saw red
When I opened up the door
I saw red
My heart just spilled on to the floor
And I didn\'t need to see his face
I saw yours
I saw red then I closed the door’
Goten didn’t hear the warning shout from Trunks as he
opened the door, his eyes locking onto two bodies on the bed, thrashing wildly
in the throes of lustful abandon. He staggered back one-step, his body beginning
to tremble as he continued to watch his koi dominate another man in their bed.
“Oh Fuck! Gohan!” A shout ripped from Tora’s lips,
his body tightening in climax. Goten reached for the door, unable to close it
before the choked sob broke from his throat. Trunks stood right behind Goten,
his face laced with anger as he stared in on the two secret lovers, both now
looking back at the younger men still standing in the doorway.
“Goten?” Tora’s voice broke uneasily seeing his koi
in the doorway hyperventilating, tears marring his complexion.
“Oh gods…” Goten whispered out, slipping past Trunks
to get away from it all. The sounds of breaking glass could be heard in the
living room just seconds before the door slammed shut with incredible force.
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‘I don’ink ink I’m gonna love you anymore’
Both men on the bed scrambled to find their clothing as
Trunks stood unmoving in the doorway, arms crossed, feet apart looking every bit
of his father’s usual stance.
“How could you? How could you hurt him like this?”
Trunks questioned, the venom of his anger slipping into his once smooth voice.
“I don’t know…” Tora answered with a long sigh, his
face now resting in the palms of his hands.
“You fucking ripped his heart out, the both of you! What
about you Gohan? How could you do that to him?” Trunks’ voice raising an
octave, his blazing eyes darting back and forth between theers ers that were
caught red handed. Tora shook his head, slipping on his shoes and making his way
for the door.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Trunks
blocked the exit, the angry fire still burning deep in his eyes.
“It was a mistake, I need to go after him.” Gohan
gasped loudly behind both lavender haired princes.
“A mistake, Tora? You said you loved me…”
“Kami-sama! Just fucking stay away from him do you hear
me? Don’t call, don’t write, don’t even attempt to visit or I will make
your lives very painful.” Trunks yelled, his eyes flashing dangerously from
blue to teal he mhe matter of a second.
“He’s not yours!” Tora protested loudly, raising a
fist towards Trunks.
“He’s not your’s now either. If I were you the both
of you, I’d follow my advice.” The younger demi prince snapped on his heels,
leaving both lovers to their vices. The living room was a mess as he entered.
The lamps busted, glass shards from picture frames littered the haod
od
flooring. On the doorframe was a large smudge of blood in the shape of Goten’s
left hand that made Trunks’ heart vault in a panic. He had to find Goten
before he did something brash or stupid.
‘Everyday I wake up
I thank God that you are still a part of me
We opened up the door to which
So many people never find the
And if the sun should ever fail to send its light
We will burn a thousand candles
And make everything alright’
Goten didn’t care anymore, his heart was dead, his body
exhausted. He stumbled as he landed in a thickly wooded area not too far from
his childhood home. He prayed and gave thanks to every god known in the universe
for giving him Tora. Someone to love and cherish, and have it returned back to
him. The gods must be pissed at him for dealing him such an ugly blow. He still
could not catch his breath, the tears still leaking from his already red eyes.
Thorns and branches tore at his clothing, shredding his flesh as well. Goten
didn’t care, he had nothing left to live for. The tip of his shoe caught a
snarled tree root, sending him face first into the rotting leaves and pine
needles on the forest floor.
‘Then I saw red
When I opened up the door
I saw red
My heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn\'t need to see his face
I saw yours
I saw red then I closed the door
I don\'t think I\'m gonna love you anymore’
He cried, his face buried in the rotting earth as the
scenes replayed in his mind over and over. His best friend trying to warn him,
telling him something wasn’t right only to brush them away as a
misunderstanding. He should have listened, heeded his advice, but was a fool and
trusted Tora to no ends. How could he have been the fool for so long? Why
didn’t he see it before?
‘I\'ve been hurt
And I\'ve been blind
I\'m not sure that I\'ll be fine
I never thought it would end this way’
“HOW COULD YOU?” Goten howled out, scaring the wildlife
in the area with the eerie echo of his sobs that followed.
It was way past nightfall. A full moon hung low in the sky
as Trunks flew over treetops. Goten
had been gone for over six hours now, and Trunks grew more frantic with every
passing minute that his best friend went missing. Fearing the worse, Trunks
continuis sis search, hoping and praying against all odds that Goten would not
do something drastic.
Setting down at a familiar watering hole from his youth,
Trunks cupped his hand, taking a cool drink before continuing on. He stood,
listening to the sounds of the night around a s a shaft of moonlight bouncing
off small ripples on the water. He took a few steps, his eyes catching something
that fluttered in the mild evening breeze. Caught on a sharp branch swayed part
of the light gray shirt Goten had been wearing before he disappeared.
“Goten!” Trunks called loudly, his heart thundering in
his chest as he picked up the pace, following the broken branches and disturbed
leaves on the ground. He hoped that he was heading in the right direction. The
young demi prince’s clothing was snagged and snarled as he made his way
through the underbrush, his hair being pulled by the tangling branches.
“Fuck!” Trunks snarled out as a branch caught him in
the face, slicing his cheek open, letting the warm sticky blood dribble down his
face. His breath hitched, hisht cht catching the trembling form of a person not
too far from him. He scrambled, his shoes not made for the outdoor trek he was
on.
“Oh Gods…Goten!” He fell to his knees beside his best
friend, rolling him carefully on to his back. Tark ark haired youth shivered in
the cold, his ripped clothing only hanging by mere threads. There were many cuts
and abrasions on his pale skin, blood smd tod to disguise the extent of his
wounds.
“How could they do this to you? It should have been me to
take care of you…it should have been me holding you. All I wanted was your
happiness. As long as you were happy, I was happy, even though I was dying
inside to be with you. Damn it! I love you more then the whole damn world…it
should have been me!” Trunks bellowed out, anger still gripping him, tearing
at what was left of his sanity. He carefully picked Goten up, tucking his head
underneath his chin as he lifted off the ground. His Chibi was safe in his arms.
His body hurt. That was the first thing that registered in
Goten’s mind as the haze of sleep drifted away from his mind. He felt warm,
wrapped in a shroud of soft blankets of sorts. He cracked his eyes open, the
light in the room automatically blinding him for a moment. As his vision
cleared, he could see Trunks standing at the side of the bed, his glasses
falling down to the tip of his nose, looking deep in thought.
“Ahh ssssssss damn…stop!” Goten shrieked, his leg
jerking away from what ever was causing hiin. in. Before he could open his eyes
again, Goten could feel Trunks’ hand on his chest, holding him down on the
bed.
“It’s ok Chibi. Shhhh, I’m just cleaning your
wounds.” Comforting fingers danced across Goten’s forehead, brushing back
stray locks of hair.
“Don’t worry about them Trunks-kun, I’ll be
fine…”
“No arguments! I’m taking care of you and that’s
final.”
“Why do you care? I should have listened to you, but
didn’t.” Goten asked, turning his head away from the harsh overhead lights.
“Because I just do! I’ve always watched out for you
Goten, protecting you from anything that would harm you. But I failed to protect
you today…”
“No! It’s not your fault; I guess I was too damn blind
to think everything was roses in my life. Everything seemed to be too
perfect…I …I thought he loved me…” Goten said tightly, his fists
clenching tightly, smashing them down beside him. Trunks dropped the
alcohol-covered gauze he was holding to the floor, moving quickly to pull Goten
to his chest, feeling the warm tears soak his shirt. Trunks stroked the back of
Goten’s head and back soothingly, biting his bottom lip as he felt the rage
and anger sweep over him once again.
“You hear that Chibi? Do you hear my heart beating?”
Goten nodded his head, his sobs dying down to sniffles and hiccoughs.
“It beats only for you Goten, only for you.” The young
prince whispered, kissing the top of Goten’s head, his hands still stroking
the now calming Son that was clinging to him.
“I could be everything and more to you Chibi. He
doesn’t love you like I do. I’ve loved you from afar for way too long. I
won’t ever, ever let this happen to you again.” Dark eyes turn upward,
glazed over with new tears.
“Trunks…” A ghostly soft kiss brushed against
Goten’s lips, stopping him from continuing his statement.
“Shhhh just let me love you. Just let me love.”
‘Oo it must be magic…’