Hope, Chapter # 10
Summary: Mirai and Gohan watch as Vegeta vanishes from their world to be with his lover once again. What happened after Vegeta’s death? Young Trunks to late learns what regret is and to be alone.
Author’s Note: This re-write many changes have been done to improve the story.
Trunks: 32 Goten: 31 Pan: 13 Bula: 17 Gohan: 41 Mirai Trunks: 45
Chapter 10 The Feeling of Love and Loss
Mirai’s POV
Trying to fight the fog in my mind as an over whelming sense of loneliness and pain over take the dark void. I open my eyes from that strange place as a loud beeping noise surrounds me ripping the mask off my face as the hatch in front of me opens letting in cool warm air and the smell of the sea. I stand up the water dripping off my skin blinking several times I am able to focus on the room around me, I saw Gohan there calling to me tears in his eyes as he guided me to the bed, I see we are in the room I made for him.
Gohan was holding me close our ki’s mingling together he was unguarded for once telling me with his soul how he truly feels how much he cares.
“Forgive me” he whispers I say nothing as hold him my fear of his rejection vanishes. Closing my eyes happy as he tells me how much he cares and what a fool he had been
“I was trying to protect you but ended up hurting you,” I whisper he looks up at me
“No you are the one who was hurt trying to save me holding back why you came here so not to hurt me thank you so much…” he barred his head into my chest
“yep we both are a couple of fools” I say he chuckles not moving
“yes we are” he whispers his feelings are mixed I close my eye trying to sort them out from my own I feel it again the feeling of pain and loneliness it was what woke me from that warm dark place to see Gohan before me tears in his eyes as he helped to the bed we now are sitting on. I thought it was his feelings but now as I look down at him I see in his eyes these feelings are not his these emotions of pain and loneliness are not mine or Gohan. He puts a hand on my arm looking at him I can not focus on his voice I know he is saying something but the words are drowned out by the strong emotion that wont leave me alone, these feeling are strong and familiar it is someone I know. I stand up quickly I feel him helping me up letting me lean on him Gohan is sensing the look in his eyes telling me he knew who it was then I too knew by looking in his eyes and the way he was trying to tell me he was sorry with his eyes I knew
Father Why are you here? I thought as I recognized the feel of this overwhelming ki looking at Gohan I wondered did he send for father.
I remember it was Gohan who that put me in that thing but it was father who I heard talking it was him who was in so much pain
When I was in that thing I could feel the pain I was confused whose it was ut I knew I had to wake up, now watching Father standing there looking at something on the other side of the room that could not be seen by my eyes I feel the pain in his mind and body he was looking at the hammock I used at night, I let Gohan have to room giving him as much space as I could.
“He hid it so well, that is why he did not come when he said he would the use of his power was draining him, how long have you been like this father?” I whisper Gohan by my side watching wanting to go to father I stop him something telling me not to interfere
“What are you doing let me go ” he hisses I shake my head watching father I hear a startled gasp from Gohan as father fell forward towards something not quite visible. Gohan smiled as he stopped fight to get way from me, looking at him I saw a longing but happiness in Gohan’s eyes as he watch father leaves us behind. There is only one my father would drop all his guards for, I knew who it was and that finally father could be happy I pulled Gohan into a strong embrace reminding him he was not alone
“May they be happy” Gohan whispered resting his head on my chest I lean against the door frame to steady the new weight on me my body was still shaky healed but shaky
I wish I had sensed sooner something was wrong with father I was hoping for some time with him but he hid it from me and from Gohan now he can stop hiding and rest I hope he will fine some small peace
“Father thank you, my you be able to rest now” I whisper
“Yes thank you Vegeta but rest ah no, I bet he will turn heaven upside chasing my father for leaving him behind” Gohan tried to laugh but the pain rang in his voice
“Yep” I agreed as we watch fathers’ body vanish completely, knowing that he was granted the right to keep his body, the other presence leaving as well
“Where do we go from here?” he asked me I looked down at my companion
“Now we start what they couldn’t, I hope you’ll let me…” I say softly looking into his eyes they answering my question. I hold him tightly never wanting the moment to end then Gohan said
“Heaven help the other world” I looked down at his smirking face as I carried him into the sleeping room to catch up on all the things we have misted from our silly fears. My strength has returned I feel better then I have in years
Other World (HFIL)
Piccolo POV
I watch threw the globe in HFIL as every where on earth the skies turned grey as the rain fell from the heavens it was earths way of mourning the loss of the last living Saiyan, the last pure blood of a proud race The Saiyan Prince Vegeta. It would last all day as a sign of respect and thanks to a man who never intended to stay and save this planet so many times
I watch in silence knowing it was Dende who sent the rain. I was pleased to see Trunks had returned and how happy he made Gohan. It drove me crazy not being able to help him though surprised I was relived when Vegeta stepped in. Then the boy from the future came back now Gohan is smiling and even Vegeta is happy
Hmm I should go find them I am sure they are threw the check out by now
I thought as I floated up knowing darn well Vegeta would be down here looking for some fun
On earth, Capsule Core…
Goten and Trunks were sunning after a long day of training, when the skies became grey as the rain poured down, it seamed to come out of nowhere.
“That was weird ” Goten said as they took shelter on the porch of their house located on the back of CC, he looked over at Trunks there was a look of loss and so much regret. Off and on threw the day he had felt this black cloud over his mind telling his something bad was happening pushing it aside saying it was nothing Trunks ignored it now looking up at the sky he wished he had not
“What is wrong it just a freak storm Trunks” Trunks shook his head he knew what was wrong and regret hit hard. His one chance to tell his father he was sorry was gone. Trunks would never would he be able to tell him he was wrong to say that they all were wrong. He was planning on finding him later after he and Goten rested now he never will have the chance. The look on his fathers face when hwe got made over what Goten had said about Gohan
Damn I should have fallowed then
“No it isn’t Goten, its dad he’s gone…Goten I lost him”
“What else is new he is never…?” Goten began but was interrupted
“No, I mean he is gone as in dead Goten father is dead.”
“How do you know?” Goten asked unsure how he felt about this development he never hated Vegeta but he never liked him either. He had sensed Vegeta there earlier that morning but never told Trunks he had been sleeping Bula knew but neither of them said anything not wanting to upset him with such a small detail.
“I just know” there was a fierceness in his voice Goten shook his head, he had always wondered if Trunks was more loyal to him or too his father. It took along tome to get Trunks to stop protecting Gohan and Vegeta but after a time he was able to keep him to himself turning son against father and friend
“TRUNKS, oh Trunks” Bula came running toward them she looked up at him his eye were cold as stone as he watched her
“Trunks, you know?” there was pain in her voice
“Yes I can feel it Bula. He is gone just like you wanted Bula. Father is dead” The bitterness he felt echoing threw his deep voice, the regret deep in his dark blue eyes as they softened.
“I never, I mean” She stood there watching the rainfall around her, tear of regret in her bright blue eyes, she had a chance to be kind to her father when he was there earlier but all she did was be cruel to him.
“Father…” Trunks tuned from her.
“To late now Bula and if you did care you would have known that he was sick, dad has been sick for awhile now. Did you ever wonder why he stayed around instead of going to his new home, why he would come here knowing it pissed mother off?” Bula looked at his back Goten was surprised he did not know Vegeta was ill how Trunks did he was not sure he never seen him near his father since they pushed Gohan away after Videls’ death
“No, I just thought he was training…he never said anything he was always with Gohan” there was regret in her voice Trunks turn around
“Ya, well guess what he wanted to be with us. I knew, mother knew, you were the only one who did not care. It killed him, it killed him to know you hated him but he still came if only to see you were ok. Now he is gone, at least he is not alone anymore.”
“Mom knew?”
“Yes but like you she didn’t care.” Bula ran off the porch where they had taken shelter from the down pore, Goten went to go after her.
“No let her go she has to deal with this on her own, as do I.”
“No not alone, never as long as you have me.”
“True, yes I do have you.” he whispered not saying what he was thinking
Yes I have you Goten but was it worth it? I lost my father and good friend all for you…was all this necessary? I am sorry father; please tell Gohan I am sorry
Trunks thought as the two young men entered the house to dry off. Later that night telling Bulma why her daughter was so upset. The pleased look in her eyes was killing Trunks as he walked away from them saying he wanted a shower. He wanted time to morn a man he pushed away, the one he and everyone hurt so much. He walked out of his mother home he glanced at the GR then walked to his new home with Goten
Pan and ChiChi found out threw Bulma the next day each woman had nothing nice to say and seamed happy he was gone. Glad one more was gone. No one new about Gohan or even where he vanished to Guilt and fear that Gohan had died with his father kept Trunks from looking for Gohan. Only once he asked Goten if he was going to look for Gohan again Goten acted like his older brother never existed, Trunks never brought it up again praying if Gohan did live he was safe and if not he hoped he found peace in the Other World
6 years have pasted since Vegetas’ passing…
Pan Satin sat at her desk in the university she taught in it was after hours she was just finishing up her paper work when her cell phone rang
“Yes? Oh hey Goten what is up? Hmm ya I got time I will be done here in a few where? Sure no prob meet you there” she hung up the phone wondering why Goten seamed so upset
“I bet it has to do with Trunks, man he is more trouble then he is worth then again it has been a year since grandma died maybe that is what is wrong but I doubt it” Pan muttered as she gathered her papers putting them in her brief case she walked out turning off the lights she went to her capsule car heading to CC to talk to her uncle. As she pulled up she saw the door was open Goten standing there signaling her to meet him in the backyard
“Trunks must be at it again” she whispered as she went in the back
“Hey Goten what is wrong?” he looked at her
“I can’t take much more of this” Goten whispered as he sat on the damp grass Pan sat beside him the yard lit by the porch light from the main CC building Goten’s home was dark as he left his love alone inside
“Is he drinking again?” Pan asked Goten nodded there was barley anything left of the once malty million dollar company Trunks has drug it down with him.
“He is getting bad Pan he wont talk anymore I rarely see him, since Bulma died he seems to have gone over the edge,” pan nodded remembering it took Bula to keep him going threw the funeral, it was a double funeral one for Bulma and one for ChiChi they both die suddenly. Trunks made it for a few days but after every one was Gone and Bula went back to her new home far from West City Trunks feel deeper into the hole he was digging for himself
Damn him why could he just crawled into a hole a died instead of they way he did I lost Trunks and Bula took off because of him Goten thought. Trunks started his downward spiral after Vegeta’s death Bulma kept him in line but a year ago when she died Trunks just stopped caring making it known more tehn ever he did not want the company and could care less what happens to it
I bet Vegeta and Gohan have done this they are taking him from me, they planned this some how
Never once did Goten ever think it was his fault of the fighting that had drove away Trunks’ Father and good friend no it was always Gohan’s fault
“Oh Goten there must be something we can do to snap him out of this” Pan said she could see he was close to braking himself he love Trunks she was angry like him she blamed Vegeta for this mess with Trunks and even her father thinking they plan this
Watching from his dark room Trunks saw the two talking not for the first time have they met like this alone making sure he was out of it so they could talk with out him around
“Stupid fools what makes you think I want help” he muttered walking over to the bedside table grabbing his bottle of sake he sat on the bed dirking until he forgot who he was and why he was so miserable.
Trunks consumed with guilt buried himself in his own mind and the bottle. He slept the day away and drank the night away. Days turned into week, then years past in a drunken fog when his mother died, she and ChiChi both died it was a tragic blow to everyone connected to the company and to Pan and Goten. Trunks called his sister to come so he would not have to face everyone alone. To late Trunks realized what it was like to be alone. He hoped that his father would forgive him one day for not standing up for what was right. The one he would never ask to forgive him was Gohan, what he allowed t happen was inexcusable. Trunks wished he could end his life and the lie he lived but Goten was always around butting in saying how much he was needed But Trunks knew better it was all a ruse
Trunks snickered as he thought about his sister the only one who was brave enough to walk away after she learned the truth, a truth she did not want too see and paid the highest price now living far from West City and her family she has a new life and new friends.
Trunks let the darkness over take his mind again as he did on so many nights
Out Side
“Hey Pan will you call Bula she did it last time she kept him going maybe even for a day it would be nice to see him sober”
Pan thought about it then nodded as she said she call her first thing in the morning
“Go rest Goten I will cal you later” he nodded going inside he could smell the liquor as soon as he walked into his room discussed he went to the spare room cussing his brother more and more swaring if ever he found him or met up with him in other world he would make him suffer
Next morning
Bula Briefs hung up the phone it was mid day when she got a call from Pan Satain it took a lot of convincing but Bula agreed to go home
“I should not go you did this to him” she muttered but the thought of him in so much pain and they did not care was weighing on her she ignored her fathers pain and lost him forever she was not going to loos her brother that way. With the death of the their father the hate Trunks and Bula had for their father and Gohan vanished completely as Trunks and Bula realized it was not their hate it was and always had been their mothers hate that caused them to chase away first Gohan then Vegeta which lead to Vegeta’s death and the disappearance of Gohan.
Bula had hoped Gohan might show for ChiChi’s funeral but he never came not that she blamed him Pan watched for him hoping to hurt him more as she and Goten morn the loss of the two women. Trunks feared the darkness that took his father took Gohan too. No matter what happened Bula was almost sure he would at lest show for his mother’s death but he did not after awhile Trunks stop caring as both had to except that Gohan must have died with Vegeta or shortly after.
Now a year after mothers death Pan you call asking me no begging me to come home and help get Trunks away from the depression he was slowly letting succumb in his mind. For one day hu fine
she muttered as she finished packing a dark feeling in her mind trying to tell her not to go. Sighing she got on the plane and headed back to west city and her old life
This decision would change would change their lives forever for there was one other who found out about the little get together threw the papers as the announced Bula’s return.
“Time to teach you a over due lesson he is not here to stop me this time” A clocked figure whispered as it fallowed the black car leaving CC
Trunks sat in the front seat beside his sister Bula who was driving. Glancing at her brother Bula wondered if there was any way to bring him back or was it better to leave him be she glance in the review mirror Pan and Goten were whispering she shook her head this was not for her brother it was for them they could not deal with him anymore
“Trunks I understand how you feel” she whispered as the two in the back shouting Trunks looked at her for the first time then at what was upsetting the others a figure in the road Bula slammed on the brakes as the figure raise a hand a shout from Goten and Pan as a large Ki Blast was heading for them, the color was pure black Bula hissed in fear as she recognized the move. The reaction time was way off after years of no training living as normal humans Goten and Pan could not get away as the car became an inferno Trunks eyes never left the man in front of him this was his judgment one he knew was coming a face to the voice that has hounded him ever since his fathers death
“Forgive me” he said not fighting as Goten and Pan Tried to get out Bula aimed the car for the cliff edge on the other side of the road even in her mind death is what they all deserved darkness claimed the minds of the four
“Poetic Justice” the figure whispered as the car crashed into the river bed bursting into a ball of flames. The fear in the eyes of the four will be forever etched into his mind, in two there was some regret but I the others there was only hate. Not glancing back the figure walked away fading into the shadows as the siren echoed threw out the air. He would go back later to make sure there were no survivors and if there was he would deal with them.
