Not My Burden

Warnings: SoloM. Yaoi. Shouta. Incest. Wet Dreams.

Ages: Gohan=14, Goten=2, Trunks=3

Not My Burden
Chapter 2
When We Try to Forget

Goten jumped out of the bath water with a giggling “ROAR!”, trying to scare his brother who was a few feet away from him. The 14 year old fell backward, landing on the tile floor with a groan.

“Haha, Go-ten got you!” the baby said happily, splashing his brother before the older boy could get up. Spluttering as he tried to sit up and not drown in soapy water, Gohan grinned at Goten with an evil look in his eyes. The boy pouted slightly before shrieking as his brother dived into the bath with him, his fingers tickling his sides.

“Hehehehe, Goh-on!” Goten giggled, trying not to slip into the bubbly water. It had been around two years since Goku and Gohan had resolved their emotions and the 14 year old couldn't have been happier. His baby brother was such a fun boy, and he could easily read Gohan, which always had Goten pouting at him. “Don't be sawd, brofther!” was the first thing he had said about the look in Gohan's eyes before the older male could lie to him. And Gohan had finally mastered instant transmission, but he still hadn't gotten up the nerve to visit his dead parents. Goku had managed to convince King Yenma that Gohan needed to learn it, and was given three hours to teach it to him. With the initial start by his father, Gohan just had to refine it, and he finally did. He had even brought Goten and Trunks to Namek!

“Gohan! Goten! Where are you guys?!” Trunk's voice called from below as Bulma's high heels clicked against the wood floors.

“Ah, sorry, Goten was taking a bath!” Gohan said over his shoulder as he began stripping off his drenched clothes and was left standing in his boxers. Wrapping a towel around his waist, the older brother quickly unplugged the bathtub and picked up his smiling brother, wrapping him in a large green towel. “Can you get dressed yourself, or do you need my help...?” Gohan asked as the boy in his arms pouted slightly before answering.

“I dress myself...” he said determinedly, earning him a pat on the head and a grin. He watched Gohan quickly zip out of the bathroom and into “their” room to change.

A few minutes later, Gohan was coming back to the bathroom to check up on his brother when he heard a scoff.

“Come on, Gotenss...” Trunks said with a baby slur. “You're better than that!”

“Shuddup...” was the reply before Gohan opened the door and eyed the two. Goten's clothes were on backwards, the older male realized, and it seemed Trunks was having fun pointing out the fact that Goten was on backwards.

“Guys...” Gohan sighed as both boys began to laugh at him. Bulma smiled as she quietly tip-toed out the house, knowing she had made the right decision in leaving Trunks with the capable Gohan. Well, now she had the whole weekend to shop and maybe convince Vegeta to spend time with the three boys!

It was time for dinner and Gohan was preparing it when he heard a loud crash and cries of pain come from upstairs. Quickly dropping the spoon he had been using, the teen flew quickly up the stairs and into his parents' room, a feeling of dread overcoming him.

What he saw made him freeze: Goten's hands covered in blood as Trunks tried to sit up, ChiChi's favorite glass vase broken on the floor next to them. Quickly shaking off the shock, Gohan picked both boys off of the floor, and floated above the ground, taking them into the bathroom.

“Brofther, we're sowwy!” Goten cried out, big tears dripping from his eyes as Trunks slumped to the ground, hands clutching his side.

“It's ok, let's just make the hurt go away, ok? Trunks, where did you get hurt...?” the purple haired demi shook his head slightly, tears welling up in his eyes as well.

“My-my side... I fell on top of it to save Goten...” Gohan's eyes widened as he looked over at his relatively un-hurt brother and back to his little savior.

“Oh, Trunks...” Gohan kissed his forehead lightly, making the boy look up. “Thank you for saving my baby brother...” Then Gohan pressed his hand to the wound in Trunks' side and gently pried the boy's hand away. Focusing on his ki slightly to numb the pain Trunks was most likely feeling, Gohan deftly removed the large piece of glass, using his ki as a tourniquet as he reached for some senzu beans that he kept somewhere in the bathroom. Goten was suddenly in front of him, placing the bean in Trunks' mouth with a slight quiver.

Gasping, Trunks suddenly stared at them both before grinning. “I feel good as new!” he said happily, turning to look at the wound that no longer was there. Smiling, both boys hugged Gohan close, making him laugh lightly.

“Ok, come on now. Time for ANOTHER bath,” At this, Trunks and Goten grinned and began to strip of their clothes, making Gohan groan. The water had already filled the tub by the time Gohan had returned with their pajamas after having gone to the kitchen to finish dinner. Both boys were splashing merrily as the oldest of them walked back out of the bathroom.

“What a day,” Gohan sighed as he made his way to his parents' bedroom, eyes losing their happiness as he looked around the room. Too many memories that still stung with a passion were trying to cut open Gohan's heart as he stared around at the slightly dusty room.

Trying to put any thoughts behind him, Gohan swept up the pieces of the broken vase but not before finding a picture in amongst all the broken glass. It was a picture of him and his father sleeping together in a tight embrace about 5 years ago. They were in this bedroom, and while Gohan had a soft smile on his face, Goku's face was perfectly peaceful, his lips pressed against Gohan's forehead. Obviously, ChiChi was the one to have taken the picture, and the words on the back confirmed it:

-Goku loves Gohan more than me! But I don't mind... Gohan needs the love...And it would be just like Goku to fall in love with his own son! But that would be ok, because I love them both...-

The teen stared at the words, trying to make sense of them before he just placed the picture in his gi, next to his heart. Cleaning up the rest of the vase, Gohan took one last look at the bedroom before making his way downstairs, where he heard Trunks and Goten's laughter.

“Ok, I'm getting your dinner!” the teen called out as he sprinted the rest of the way, smiling slightly. These two kids kept him on his feet, he guessed as he began to fill plate upon plate of food for the boys, who were giggling behind him.

“Now, let's eat!” Gohan announced, digging in as Goten grabbed his own food with his hands and watching as Trunks politely tucked in before the teen laughed at him. “No need to be polite, Trunks! We're all Saiyans here...” At that, the purple-haired boy started to scarf down food, Gohan grinning widely. Yes, having them around certainly helped ease the pain in his heart.

Later that night, after having tucked in both boys in his own bed, Gohan made his way downstairs to clean up the kitchen. Sweat dripping from his face as he cleaned dish after dish, scrubbed his hands raw and fixed up the kitchen as his mom would have, Gohan let out a large sigh, scratching his head as he went to take a shower. Grabbing his own pajamas from his room, the teenager made a detour from the shower and went into his parents' room again. He was probably going to have to sleep in here tonight... The tiny single bed just wasn't big enough for the three of them. He threw the covers off and replaced them with clean ones and redid the bed.

Placing his pajamas on the bed, Gohan went to the closet in the corner and opened it for the first time in months. If he was going to face his parents someday, he might as well go through their stuff to at least go through some of the emotions he might experience. A box of video tapes in the corner caught his attention, one specifically marked “Goku and Gohan” had the teen pulling it out and pushing it in the VCR that was connected to the small TV in their room.

As it started to play, Gohan sat on the edge of the bed, hugging himself. The video was of him and his father when the boy was only one or two. They were playing in the trees or chasing butterflies or swimming in the ocean. But suddenly, the tape went blank for a moment, confusing the teen. Maybe it was done...?

The picture came back on, Goku sleeping on this very same bed in a twist of blankets, sweat dripping from his forehead. It looked like the camera had just randomly been placed to the side somewhere and gone on, because it didn't follow the man as he rolled from side to side.

“Ugh...Gohan...” panted Goku, eyes squinted shut as suddenly his hand darted into his gi pants. Gohan suddenly gulped, getting a pretty good picture of what was going to happen. Gohan was going to stop it-his hand had reached up for the remote- when Goku's eyes popped open and he sat up, sweat dripping down his neck now.

“Oh kami, why does this keep happening? He's my son! I shouldn't want to-” the Saiyan stopped himself, groaning as the camera caught sight of the large cock that had hardened. Gohan was salivating, he realized as he tried to keep himself from reacting to his dad's homemade porn! His heart was pounding loudly in his chest as his father began to tentatively stroke his cock, his growls of lust making Gohan harden himself.

“Oh kami!” Gohan squeaked out, looking to the door that was thankfully closed shut. He hadn't jacked off for awhile, he realized, but being as busy as he was, Gohan knew his experience was going to be a quick one.

“Goh-an!” Goku murmurred, speeding up as he arched backwards, his thick cock leaking precome. The present Gohan pushed one hand into his pants and began to jerk off quickly, keeping his noise to a minimum. Matching his strokes with his video-father's own jerk and thrusts, Gohan couldn't help but moan out, “Daddy” as he came in his pants just as Goku roared out his own climax.

“Good thing they aren't home...” Goku mumbled sleepily as he got up, the camera cutting off the picture and sound.

Gohan groaned in misfortune, getting up slowly and grabbing his pajamas on his way to the bathroom. Good thing he was curious before his shower...

Goten and Trunks stared at each other from their hiding spot in the hallway closet. “What was my brofther doing...?” Goten asked his friend who pouted and shrugged.

“Not our problem... we'll figure it out laterrr... after we sleep,” With that Trunks pulled a sleepy Goten into the bigger bedroom and turned off the TV before getting in bed with Goten.

Gohan was drying off his hair when he saw the two boys in the bed and almost fell over. When did they get in here...? And why for that matter? Well...

The teenager sighed as he gently nudged his brother over and dipped into the bed behind his little sibling. Today had been a crazy day, but tomorrow was another day with the two... What could possibly happen?!

---End-Owari-End

Thanks, Veronica for the review! And... Well, I'll let you find out what happens with the pairing when we get there! XD

Thanks Awesome Incarnate for the review! Yeah, this is going to only capture the big moments with a little bit of the everyday moments. Not going to be the greatest, but it's working up to the true plot that I need. XD I have a Misadventure story for this story, so it'll touch on all the innocent times Gohan and Goten will have and be all the details I am too lazy to do in these chapters. XD

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy and please review! I definitely write/type faster when people review <3