Everywhere I go I see your face.
And every sound I hear
is the sound of your voice.
Why are you haunting me?
Why can’t I let you go?
Trunks gazed out at the night, his eyes shadowed with grief. ‘Gohan…’ He closed his eyes. He missed Gohan so much. So, terribly much. He would give anything to turn back time… to go back to that time and rather than just lay there trembling… he would participate. At the time he just hadn't been ready but now… now that was Gohan was gone he realized just how much he needed Gohan.
Now, that Gohan was gone he realized how much he loved him.
He wrapped his arms around his waist.
The tears ran down his cheeks freely.
‘Gohan…. I’m… I miss you…’
Why are you haunting me?
Gohan opened his eyes slowly. The light hurt his eyes. He rubbed his face and gazed at his father. Goku’s jaw was hard, his eyes warm with relief to see his son alive, and yet they were also full of anger. “Why?” He asked softly.
Gohan bit his lip, “Trunks?”
“He’s all right, as far as I know. Vegeta won’t let me near him.”
Gohan closed his eyes. His heart ached. ‘I’m so sorry Trunks.’ He thought, to his father he said, “Why did you bring me back?”
“As ashamed as I am of your actions… I still love you.” Goku said softly, “You’re my son, I couldn't leave you dead.”
“Yeah…. Mom would kill you if you did.” Gohan added with a little smile.
Goku studied his son with sad eyes. “I understand what it’s like to want someone so much you can hardly keep your hands off them but Gohan… Trunks, he’s just a child. He’s not ready for that sort of shit.”
“Is anyone ever ready?” Gohan murmured, he met his father’s gaze with reluctance, “I.. I love Trunks Father. I.. didn’t mean to hurt him.”
“I know…” Goku grabbed his son’s shoulder, “But it may not make a difference and if Vegeta kills you again… I’m NOT traveling all the way to Namek again to bring you back…. at least not for a few months.”
Everything about me is a lie.
At least it feels that way
when I look in your eyes.
The truth scares the shit out of me.
Whoever said love is real,
or love is blind,
has never felt the way that I feel.
Trunks stared at Gohan, he wanted so badly to run to his friend and hug him, but he knew he couldn't. He would probably never get to spend time with Gohan again, and the idea broke his heart.
Vegeta growled, “I don’t like this.” He murmured. He had reluctantly agreed to let Gohan see Trunks to apologize, it had taken much persuasion from Bulma and a frying pan before he let the meeting happen.
Gohan ignored Vegeta, he met Trunks’s gaze and felt miserable when Trunks flushed and looked away. “Get it over with monkey.” Vegeta growled, his lip curling up in a sneer.
Gohan nodded, “Trunks…”
“Let’s leave them alone Vegeta.” Goku walked to Vegeta’s side and took the smaller saiyan’s arm.
“WHAT?!” Vegeta pulled his arm away with an angry shout.
“We’ll just wait outside if Gohan tries to molest Trunks again-”
“I have no intention of-” Gohan interrupted quickly.
“-we’ll just be a whimper away.” Goku finished, ignoring Gohan.
“No!” Vegeta snapped.
“Father… please…” Trunks said quietly.
Vegeta looked at his son, saw the entreaty in those gentle blue eyes and nodded. “All right.” He grumbled, “But if he touches you Trunks you tell me so I can rip his fingers off and THEN kill him!”
Trunks squeezed his eyes shut. He knew his father would do just that. Vegeta and Goku left the room, leaving Gohan and Trunks alone.
What does it matter?
What’s done is done
and I should get on with my life.
“Trunks… I am so sorry.” As he spoke, tears filled his eyes. He never let them escape onto his cheeks but they burned at his eyes.
Trunks met Gohan’s gaze. He bit his lip and nodded. “It’s all right.”
“No! It’s not all right! Gawd, Trunks… I didn’t mean to.. hurt you.” Gohan murmured. He ran a hand through his hair.
“It didn’t hurt…” Trunks said, the skin of his lip broke and the taste of blood filled his mouth. “It… felt good… but…”
“You weren't ready.” Gohan moved closer to Trunks, he moved shyly. He didn’t want to scare Trunks and he certainly didn’t want to be close if Trunks didn’t want him close.
“Yeah….”
“I am sorry.”
“Gohan… will you kiss me?”
Why are you haunting me?
Gohan could hardly believe his ears. He gaped at Trunks with disbelief. “Did… Did I hear that right?” He wondered aloud.
Trunks nodded. He moved so he was directly in front of Gohan. He took Gohan’s hand and pressed it over his heart. Gohan felt the way Trunks’s heart was working overtime. He sucked in his breath on a hiss. “Are you sure?” He whispered.
Trunks nodded.
Gohan leaned down.
Their lips met.
I don’t know what it is
but I can’t seem to make myself forget.
Was it something that you said?
Or is it all the guilt inside my head?
When Gohan touched his pants, Trunks felt himself stiffening. Not because he didn’t want to, but because he was afraid his father would walk in and catch them. Gohan noticed Trunks’s tensing and he stepped back. His face was flushed with shame. “Gawd, I’m sorry Trunks. I've done it again haven’t I?”
“NO! That’s… that’s not it…. it’s just… if my father walked in just now… he would have killed you again.” Trunks said, grabbing Gohan’s hands.
Gohan smiled.
“Gohan… Gohan I can’t live without you. I -want- you to touch me but… but not now, not here.”
Gohan nodded, leaning down he kissed Trunks again.
Why are you haunting me?
Goku shook his head and crossed his arms. Vegeta had his ear pressed against the door. “Vegeta.” Goku growled.
Vegeta waved his hand, “Shh.” He muttered, “I can’t quite make out what they’re saying and if you talk I’ll -really- have a hard tim-”
Goku moved to Vegeta’s side and he placed his hand on Vegeta’s shoulder.
Vegeta looked up just in time to see Goku’s face descending.
He squeaked as Goku kissed him.
He didn’t have time to react.
When Goku pulled back, Vegeta was in shock.
Goku smiled wryly, “Like father, like son, eh?”
“Wh-what?” Vegeta gasped. He tried hard to think coherently again but it wasn't working well.
“My son has fallen in love with your son, to the point that he can’t keep his hands to himself and I…”
Goku leaned down and playfully nipped Vegeta’s nose.
“Can’t keep my hands off of you anymore.”
