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Disclaimer: Whatever. I’m getting tired of coming up with ways of saying that
I don’t own them.
I’m not even putting the warnings. If you’ve read this far into it you
already know I‘m not being nice to poor Goten.
Today you will meet, my personal favorite character, Aabace (pronounced A[as in
Apple]-buh-see. Kind of sounds like ABC) and we will get to know Acedona a
little as well because she will play a major role in the next few chapters.
The first part of this chapter is NOT in Goten’s point of view but it switches
back to it. I just thought I would warn you.
Because I Said Yes
Chapter 4: I Don’t Want The Universe, Just The Child
By: Slytherinette
-----NOT IN GOTEN’S POINT OF VIEW BUT 3RRD PERSON-----
The man sitting at the corner table in the ship’s only restaurant all by
himself would put one in mind of a man that Trunks once called his hero(1) in
fact that was Goten’s first thought when he met him. But this man was not
Trunks’ one time idol, no, he was Trunks’ most trusted ally and second in
command. There were only two people in the universe that had power then him and
that was Goten (who really didn‘t give any orders) and Trunks himself.
Obviously this man was very highly regarded.
Aabace, the man’s name, was hungry. That was the soul reason of him being
here. He COULD have just made something himself (if he wanted to poison himself),
he could have dealt with the food processor (but he really hated that thing) or
he could have went to the cafeteria but he didn’t like the way the woman that
worked there looked at him (you know the I’m-going-to-
eat-you-alive-and-you-are-going-to-enjoy-every-second-of-it look.) But the
restaurant was a good choice, it had good food and was clean of all strange
girls that just wanted to eat HIM. There was only one problem.
The ships other 257 guests thought so, too.
Getting a seat had not been hard, people had practically begged him to take
their seat, but he still had to wait for food.
And he was REALLY hungry. He knew that he was to top of the list but they still
had to the cook the food.
He sighed. He still had two more hours until he had to report to Lord Trunks,
well technically three since Trunks was always late because he was screwing his
little pet.
Little Pet. That was what Goten was, too. A little play thing that Trunks kept
around for his amusement. Oh, Trunks never told him that (what when on between
Trunks and Goten was strictly Trunks and Goten’s business) but that was
certainly how Trunks treated the kid. Quite frankly he was surprised that Trunks
hadn’t just killed him yet. The first time he ever saw him get mad at Goten he
was sure he was going to kill him. Aabace had seen Trunks in many a bad mood
because of him, although he sure did go to great lengths to make Goten happy.
That kid was his weakness, no doubt about that. He’d hate to see what would
happen if anything happened to Goten. Trunks had enough power to destroy the
universe with out thinking to hard about it.
Aabace shook his head. Too bad the kid was weak. Sure, he had never read
Goten’s power level, but the kid just acted weak. He was always begging Trunks
to spare the lives of people who needed to die and not destroy planets that
needed to be gone. How those two found each other, Aabace didn’t have a clue,
and most likely would never know. Then again, Aabace didn’t even know where
Trunks CAME from. He’d heard Goten mention a planet called “Earth” before,
and It seemed like his Lord hated the place, but he wasn't too sure if that was
where they were from. He knew for a fact that they were part Saiyajin but he
didn’t know the other half.
Trunks was one big mystery. How ANYONE, especially someone his age, could be as
strong as Trunks, was beyond him, but he didn’t question it to much. After
Trunks had showed him a glimpse of his power, Aabace had become his most
faithful subordinate. He wasn’t stupid enough to go up against a power like
his. It hadn’t taken him five seconds to give up the position of commander of
his planet’s army to take Trunks’ side. He KNEW that there was NO WAY of
ever being stronger then Lord Trunks.
He relaxed in his seat, not expecting his food anytime soon. In his mind he was
going over everything he was to do. Trunks had talked about sending him to
destroy Majistea yesterday.
“Goten said for ME not to destroy it, he said nothing about YOU,” had been
Trunks’ exact words.
Didn’t make to much sense since Trunks told Goten that if he didn’t hurry up
and make up his mind on a home planet he would start blowing them up.
Aabace shrugged. Oh well, didn’t bother him.
“Mr.?”
Aabace was snapped out of his personal musings at the sound of a soft voice in
front of him. He looked up to see a short being, he was unsure of the race, with
big black eyes, blue skin, and dark purple hair.
“Can I help you,” he said, slightly satisfied with the roughness in his
voice. If she didn’t have anything important to say she shouldn’t stick
around too long.
“Umm.., Supreme Commander Aabace, Sir, can I please have a moment with you?”
He crossed his arms across his chest. Well, he didn’t have anything else to
do.
“Make it quick. First start off with who you are.”
She bowed her head in thanks before she sat down. “My name is Acedona of
planet Cardret. I am Master Goten’s personal servant.”
He quirk an eyebrow at her. Ah, yes, he remembered. She was with them when they
landed on Yuuchik. Trunks was looking for a servant for Goten a few months ago.
This must have been who he chose.
“I would have went to Lord Trunks but the only time I ever see him is when
Goten is around.” She looked around the room then leaned in closer to him,
clearly not wanting anyone else to hear what she was about to say.
“Are you loyal?”
Aabace nearly blasted her head off for that question.
“What? Your asking me If I’m loyal,” His snapped, voice a harsh whisper,
“What in the fuck kind of question is that?” Did Trunks doubt him? Was this
some sort of plan to see if he was stabling him in the back or something. “How
dare you question my loyalty.”
Suddenly she smiled, relief obvious on her face, “I don’t anymore.”
He blinked. “What about you?” Maybe she was disloyal and was trying to turn
him against Lord Trunks. If that was the case he was totally prepared to kill
her right then and there.
She frowned at him. “At first I only took this job because Lord Trunks said
that if I do my job, and do it well, he will never ask anything major of my
planet and he won’t destroy it. I thought it would be harder but after I
started serving Master Goten I realized he was nothing like I thought. I’m
devoted to Master Goten,” she shrugged “and if that means I follow Lord
Trunks then I guess I’m loyal.”
He studied her face. She didn’t look like she was lying so Aabace nodded. That
was good enough for him.
“Fine then. What did you need to talk to me about.”
Her eyes got big. “Not here. They’ve been following me. Is there some place
we can talk alone?”
He glanced over just in time to see the waitress come out with his food.
“After I eat, then we’ll go to my office.”
---------BACK TO GOTEN’S POINT OF VIEW----------
Breakfast is quickly turning out to be my favorite meal of the day, or at least
this of day, because I am finding strawberries, whipped cream, and Trunks to be
a very delightful meal.
Now, where did he put that Aricaed chocolate cream (2) at? I look to my left at
the table but there is no sight of the bottle. I frown. It was here two seconds
ago but I have no intentions of moving from my seat astride Trunks’ lap to
look for it.
Trunks clears his throat and I turn back to him. He is holding up a bottle of a
dark brown substance labeled in plain Aricaedgo “Chocolate Cream.”
I smirk at him, “So you’ve been hiding the chocolate from me, have you?”
“Not hiding, merely holding,” he says innocently as his lips capture mine in
a kiss. He starts to deepen the kiss but I pull back before he can with the
prize bottle in my hand. I let a sweet smile play on my lip.
“Now, what to do with the chocolate cream....” I tap my finger against my
lip thoughtfully. “so many options.”
His eyes get a glint in them that causes my stomach to tighten. He leans in, his
face inches from mine, “Why don’t we try them all?”
I keep the sweet smile, “We could.”
I reach over and grab a dish and pour a healthy amount of cream in it. After
lavishly covering the berry in the splendid whipped chocolate, making extra sure
to cover the tips of my fingers, I bring it to his lips. I don’t let him have
it. I trace the bottom of his perfect lips then I place the lushes fruit in
front my mouth. I mercilessly molest it with my tongue and then pop it in my
mouth. I make a big show of licking my fingers clean before I wipe the chocolate
of his lips with my tongue, my hands traveling down his shirtless chest.
Yep, I really like breakfast now.
“What’s got you in such a good mood,” Trunks questions, his own tongue
slipping out to taste mine.
That’s a good question. Ever since I woke up from that dream I’ve not been
able to keep my hands off him.
I pull back slightly, my hand drifting precariously close to the waist of his
paints. “I don’t know,” I shrug and feed him some sort of purple berry,
“Does it matter?”
He shakes his head and kisses me just above my shirt collar. “I guess not,”
he pauses a second before he continues, “What was the dream about?”
I looked at him and blinked. Did I say that out loud? Oh well. “I’d rather
not think about it,” I say nonchalantly, and I wouldn’t.
/“I could make you hurt, little brother.”/
I shiver slightly at Gohan’s voice in my mind but I quickly push every part of
the dream to the furthermost part of my mind.
Trunks narrows his eyes at me and opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by
a loud beep.
Trunks sighs and lightly urges me off his lap. He gets up and walks over to a
small screen next to the door.
“What,” he says in a not so nice way after pressing a button.
“Lord Trunks,” comes Aabace, Trunk’s Supreme Commander’s voice, “I am
sorry to interrupt you but a situation has come up on Planet Rebal.” There is
an obvious underlay in what he was saying, like there is something that he
doesn’t want to straight out say in front of me.
Trunks’ brow wrinkles and he glances at me thoughtfully. “I’ll be there in
a moment,” he says before he turns the screen off. He sighs and walks back
over to me, grabbing the black silk shirt that is laying on the bed on the way.
“Sorry, Chibi,” he kisses me, “We WILL continue this later,” he says as
he buttons up the shirt. He gives me one more long, deep kiss before he leaves.
I find that I can’t stop the pout that greets my face once he’s gone. I hate
being horny with no Trunks in sight.
“Well, this sucks,” I say out loud to no one. I look at the bed, the red
silk sheets still wrinkled and tossed from our earlier sessions of sex, and
suddenly realize just how tired I am. I woke up after only a few hours of sleep
and I’ve been extremely active since then.
I don’t bother stifling my yawn as I walk over to it, stripping myself of what
little clothing I have on, to curl up in the soft sheets that still have the
musky smell of Trunks and sex clinging to them. I grab the nearest pillow to
cuddle up to as I attempt to go back to sleep.
Hopefully a dreamless sleep.
/“You’re just Trunks’ slut ...”/
My eyes snap open at the sound of Vegeta’s voice echoing in my mind. No, that
not true, I reason to myself, Trunks’ cares for me. I believe that with all my
soul. He would have never have risked so much so long ago if he didn’t really
love me.
/“Do you like to ride it, Goten? I bet you like it hard, don‘t you? You just
love the way he makes you scream his name over, and over, and over.”/
I shake my head, burying it further into the pillow that smells so much like
Trunks, vainly trying to get rid of the memories of the dream - no, the
nightmare.
/“I could make you hurt, little brother. Would you like that?”/
NO!! NO! My eyes burn with tears that I refuse to cry. None of that is true.
/“Mmmm. You taste like sugar, Little Brother.”
“And cinnamon”/
I sit up, my hands going to my head. NO! Why am I thinking about this? It was
just a dream. A really bad dream that I never want to remember again.
/“You’re just Trunks’ slut ...”/
/“Do you like to ride it, Goten?”/
/“I bet you like it hard, don‘t you?/
/“You’re just Trunks’ slut ...”/
/“You just love the way he makes you scream...”/
/“You’re just Trunks’ slut ...”/
OKAY, OKAY, OKAY!!!!! It’s true. That’s what I am. Do I have to think about
it? I live with it everyday.
/“You’re mine, Chibi. Mine.”/
I don’t even bother denying that. I am. I have been since that day we left
Earth. Every fiber of my body cries that.
/“Mine, Goten. You are mine.”/
My head drops and I look at my hands. What’s the point in denying the obvious
truth.
/“You have to be the one to fix it.”/
And how the hell am I supposed to do that?
/“Will you kill Trunks?”/
I don’t even need to answer that. I couldn’t. The piece of me that needs him
is far to large. I couldn’t even tell him the truth because I was scarred I
would lose him! There would be no way I could ever kill him.
I love him.
I blink at the unforeign thought. It’s true. He was my best friend. Even that
night I remember believing I could fall in love with him and I still think that.
“I’m sorry, Dad, but I could never... I can‘t fix this.”
I pull my knees up, my still burning eyes hiding in them like the little girl
did in my dream.
The little girl.
/“I’m not born yet and I won’t be cause you don’t want me.”/
“No,” I say to myself, shaking my head again. “I do. I want you so much it
hurts but I can’t. You can‘t live like this.”
/“But don’t you see, All we need is each other. All I want is for you to
love me, that's all I need.”/
My heart burns with the memory, my eyes once again stinging with unshed tears.
/“Just please, please, love me. Try and want me as much as I want you. I love
you, Daddy, please....”/
“I do. I so do.”
/“Try and want me... I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you, too. I love you so much but that why I can’t have you.”
Then a thought comes to my head that had been hiding in the back of my mind.
But I could. Trunks wouldn’t deny me that. He gives me everything I want. If I
told him to destroy the universe, he would without a second thought. Why do I
fight it? I literally have the universe in the palm of my hand. This is
something anyone would kill to have and all I have to do is please Trunks.
But I don’t want the universe.
No, I just want the child.
I feel guilty for toying with the idea but maybe a baby could change him. Maybe
if we had one he would give up this whole destruction thing. Deep inside of me I
know that that is the same reasoning I used when I told myself I could love
Trunks if I tried but I ignore it.
I could have this child. I want it more than anything and with the chance that
it may help me fix this I really can’t see why I should say no.
(1) Trunks’ Hero Tapion- If you haven’t see the move he’s in then you can
find a picture of him at http://slytherinette.envy.nu/tapion.html . You’ll
also see a picture of him and trunks. I like him. He really is one of my
favorite characters. And just so you know, I’m the woman who works in the
cafeteria. ;)
(2) Chocolate cream - The sex food of the Gods. Has anyone ever eaten it? It’s
not chocolate sauce, syrup, or pudding. It’s kind of whipped like icing is but
not as sweet as icing. HEAVEN I love that stuff.
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