Why Me?

Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters. I wish to God I did, but sadly, God does not work THOSE kinds of miracles….:P

Author’s Note: Yes, there will be non-con het sex, and some OOCing, but this is AU. Another thing to note is this fic has nothing to do with my other one – it’s something all together different. And Trunks and Goten are teens in this one, about a year after Goku left with Uub. Please, do not flame me; this was a hard one for me to write…though there WILL be a light at the end of the tunnel.


WHY ME?

As Juuhachi held a picture of Marron in her arms, she felt her heart break a little.

Why, you ask?

Simply put, her husband didn’t love her anymore.

Why?

Apparently, she was too cold for him.

All these years, and he only tells her after they have a preteen daughter.

Tears run down her face, and she holds the picture close.

He got mad at her last night, and burned most of her clothes…so now she was wearing her old black torso and white armed shirt, the black tights, the blue denim mini-skirt, and the brown boots. She also chose to wear a pair of fingerless gloves, so she could wipe away her tears easier.

Master Roshi, despite his attempts to fondle her, told her that she should just leave Krillin and avoid the whole damn mess…..he was a kind, if perverted, old man….but she couldn’t leave her daughter….and no matter what, she loved the short bas.
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Even though, sometimes, he’d beat her.

Those times should never have happened…but she loved him, and didn’t try to stop him; so she ended up covered with bruises and welts, tears running down her face as her husbanded ranted on and on about her being an Ice Queen.

She began sobbing, resting her chin on her knees, and felt her heart crumble.

Inside, one part of her was telling her to leave, to teach Krillin his lesson, to make the son of a bitch pay…..but another part was saying that he didn’t mean any of it, that she loved him, and that he must love her, so she should give him another chance…

This happened every time he did this to her, which had been several times a week every year since their daughter was two years old. The injuries healed, leaving no scars save for the emotional ones….which ran deeper than the Grand Canyon.

Even when she showered him with kisses, and did as she was told, he still beat her, saying it was because she was only faking it…that she didn’t mean any of it, and that they should’ve destroyed her all those years ago.

So every night, she cried herself to sleep softly, so he wouldn’t hit her again, or even force himself on her.

He rarely did that…..in fact, the closest he came to it was one night he was drunk off his ass, and he passed out before he even got his pants undone.

“Juuhachi!” a voice snapped, and she stiffened in fear. She turned her head to see Krillin standing there, a scowl on his nose-less face. She swallowed nervously, and wiped awar ter tears.

“Y-yes, Krillin?” she asked him politely, stammering a bit. His scowl deepened, and she flinched back, holding the photo close to her chest. “…..I’m s-sorry, Krillin-sama,” she forced herself to speak the words, knowing that he was probably drunk again, and that given some time, he’d sober up. Before the ex-monk could speak, another voice interrupted.

“Krillin, calm down now, son,” Master Roshi walked over to his student and patted his shoulder. “I think you need to take a shower, have some coffee….get the booze outta your system…” the older man’s voice was soothing, almost hypnotic. Krillin nodded and slowly walked into the house. The Turtle Hermit sighed sadly. “Ever since Goku died….he’s been drinking away his feelings of inadequacy….and he blames you for most of them….no offense. And after that Buu debacle…..Krillin just drank more and more…”

Juuhachi nodded, and stood up. “Ca-can you ta-take care of Mar-Marron for me?” her voice hitched as her sobs began to rise up again.

“Of course, my dear….you just get going, you hear? I’ll let you know if or when he calms down.” The aging martial artist nodded as he took the picture from Juuhachi. “And don’t worry, I swear on my honor…what little is left, anyway…..not to touch her. She’ll probably boot me in the head if I try anything anyway…” He rubbed the bof hof his head and chuckled warmly.

Juuhachi smiled sadly, and floated up into the air, intending to find Bulma, or Chi-Chi, or someone to talk to…..


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“The Onna?” ta sta snorted, toweling himself off. “She went out for a while…to get food for the brats.” The Saiyajin Prince was apparently unhappy with this, and stalked off to get some water. Juuhachi sighed, and went into the kitchen. She sat down, and began crying again.

If only her brother could see her now….

Juunana had praallyally disowned her after he learned of her mage tge to someone he deemed as inferior. Afterwards, he disappeared into the woods, into his small cabin and his life as a lumberjack – of all things.

She slowly nodded off….not hearing someone come in.


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Trunks was bored, as was Goten. They had something they wanted to try out, a prank on his father….only Vegeta was too sharp for that, and Goku wasn’t visiting today.

So when the saw the sleeping Juuhachi, it was a Kami-send for them. Snickering softly, they brought out a bottle of juice from the refrigerator and pored up three glasses. To the third, they added a heavy duty sleep agent Trunks had whipped up. It’d work on Vegeta and Goku for hours….but more than likely only for minutes on an android.

Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained….

“Juuhachi – wake up…” Trunks urged her, gently shaking her with one hand. She looked up at him with bleary and red-rimmed eyes, and blinked. She looked at the glass in his hand and accepted it unquestioningly. “So, what happened…another fight with Krillin?”

She nodded and took a small drink. Goten looked slightly apprehensive, but Trunks had a growing smile on his face. “Yes….this time he burned all my clothes, and threatened to divorce me and take Marron…” her short, shoulder length blonde hair, still parted on the left side, hung over her face as she began crying again. Trunks reassuringly patter her shoulder, and encouraged her to drink some more.

“Shhh….don’t worry….any court would see you a fit mother…..now drink up…you’ll get a sore throat at this rate…” he chided. Juuhachi smiled weakly, and finished the glass off. She pushed herself up, and brushed her slightly-skewed hair back into place with her hands.

“Thank you….tell your mother I stopped by, okay?” she asked him, looking up at him since he was taller than her.

“Sure thing, Juu-chan,” he winked to Goten as the cyborg slowly walked out of the kitchen, before falling against the archway entrance. “Wow….that was strangely fast,” the lavender haired boy commented, as he picked up Juuhachi before she fell and hurt herself.


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Slowly, she woke up.

Her vision was blurred, and she felt oddly light-headed.

She blinked and rubbed her forehead.

The last thing she remembered was Trunks….the juice….the look on Goten’s face….

Slowly the pieces came together and the cyborg gasped.

As she opened her eyes, she saw the two demi-Saiyajins watching her….

They were still clothed, and so was she….she breathed a sigh of relief.

‘I…must’ve fainted….’ She thought, sitting up. She was about to stand when Trunks moved in front of her and shook his head.

“Wha-what?” she asked, suddenly nervous.

“Sorry, Juu-chan…..but you can’t leave yet….not when you tease us like this…” he said silkily, throwing her off-guard.

“What?” she asked again, backing up and falling back on the bed. She knew that if they wanted to….they could easily destroy her…so there was nothing she could do…because she wanted to be there for Marron….

“This outfit….makes you look so beautiful…” he said, as if that explained everything. She didn’t understand then.

She did when he pulled her close and slipped his tongue into her mouth.

Her eyes went wide, and she struggled to push him off. He growled and threw her back on the bed.

“DON’T RESIST!!” he hissed loudly at her, his eyes blazing. “I don’t want to hurt you….but I will if I have to…to get what I need….” So said, he unbelted and unzipped his pants, removing them and revealing his straining boxer shorts.

Juuhachi was beginning to grow hysterical inside…..she was going to be raped….by two young men that she had cared for as children….the irony was not lost on her….nor where the implications….

“Now…..we can either do this the easy way….or the PAINFUL way,” he said to her, ignoring the look on Goten’s face.

The android thought it over, and finally whispered her answer after several minutes.

Trunks blinked. “What did you say, Juu-chan?” he asked, smirking like his father. The blonde looked up at him, anger in her pale blue eyes, and spat out the word.

“Yes! Okay, you bastard?! I said YES!!” she cried at him, cringing only when she saw the in his eyes. ‘Just like Krillin….’ She thought sadly.

“Good….” The lavender haired teen smiled as he joined Juuhachi on the bed. She looked away from him, biting her lip when she felt his hands roughly feeling her breasts. “You know….I always wanted to see what they were like, even when I was little….”

Without another word, he roughly pulled the shirt off, and tossed it aside. Juuhachi gasped, and tried to cover herself with her arms. Trunks tsked and smacked her lightly across the face. “No no no!” He scolded her as if she were a child. “I want to see them,” he said, seeing her reluctance. “NOW!” he raised his arm up, hand curled into a fist. Juuhachi’s cheeks turned red, and with a sob, she lowered her arms. “You are so beautiful….I don’t see why you stay with that short, stupid little man.” The heir to Capsule said softly as he ran his hands along the smooth, pale mounds. Juuhachi felt hot tears running down her cheeks. She had never wanted to be treated like this again…..

Trunks lowered his mouth to her right breast, and kissed it softly, running a finger along her collar bone. She stiffened, not wanting to enjoy this, burning it into her memory as one of ‘those things’ that she’d rather forget, but couldn’t – wouldn’t – so it wouldn’t happen to her again.

He ran his tongue over the pink nipple, and she stifled a moan; it had been a long time since anyone treated her gently…even if this WAS a rape. And it was; she kept repeating that in her head – this was a rape….it wasn’t consensual, even if she walonalong with it, they were still forcing her to do this. Her gloved hands gripped the sheets on the bed, balling them up as she clenched her fists

Trunks withheld a smirk as he slowly engulfed her nipple in his mouth. He mentally laughed, though, when he felt the shudder run through her body as his tongue encircled the hardening nub, and he gently bit it with his teeth.

Juuhachi resisted the urge to hold onto Trunks’ head, and tried valiantly to deny the pleasure she was beginning to feel; it had been many years since her ‘loving’ husband had touched her this way.

As for Trunks, he used the fingers of his other hand to slowly trace a path down from Juuhachi’s stomach to the denim mini-skirt. Her eyes went wide as he undid the buttons and slipped his hand inside it and her panties. She tried to clamp her legs shut, but the demi-Saiyajin bit down hard on her nipple, causing it to bleed. Juuhachi cried out in pain, and more tears began pooling in her eyes.

“DON’T…make this any harder than it has to be…” he hissed at her, lifting his head up from her beautiful chest and clamping a hand over her mouth. “Goten, give me a hand; keep her still.”

“O-okay, Tr-Trunks,” the other teen stammered, moving to a position between Juuhachi and the headboard of the bed. He lifted her up, barely avoiding her fists, and locked his arms underneath her shoulders. “N-now what?”

“Duh…keep her that way,” Trunks rolled his eyes as he removed the skirt, leggings, and boots slowly. Juuhachi tried to kick at him, and earned another slap. “Knock it off, Juu-chan…this’ll be over quick if you stop fighting us…”

To demonstrate his point, Trunks pulled his boxers down, and revealed his impressive erection to her and Goten. Juuhachi began crying softly, wanting this to be over; Krillin had slowly worn her spirit away, and now she was tired of fighting….

With his father’s smirk, Trunks pressed the hard tip of his cock against her slit, and pushed it in slowly, drawing out the entry as much as he could. The android looked on the burst of tears, and Goten felt like a criminal….horny as hell, but still….

“Juu, Juu, Juu – I know you like this…admit it…” the young heir whispered in her ear as he pushed another inch inside her. Despite what her body was saying, she shook her head fiercely, denying her tormentor the satisfaction of such a confession. “…Fine then; the kid gloves are off as of NOW.”

Before Juu or Goten could respond, Trunks slammed the rest of his length in, his hips making an audible sound as they struck hers. She screamed out, her back arching and tears running down her face and onto the pillows beneath. G. Goten felt sick; he only wanted to annoy Vegeta…like they used to….not this….

Trunks moved back, bringing his length all the way out except for the tip, and slammed it back in again, eliciting another scream of pain as his cockhead slammed against her uterus. The lavender haired teen was still smirking as Juuhachi looked up at him, tears streaming down her face.

“Why?” she asked him. “Why me?”

“Why not you?” he returned, slowly moving back, and then moving forward at the same pace. He picked it up a little, watching as Juuhachi’s face went a light shade of pink. Then he looked over at his friend and frowned. “Goten…I can tell you want her too…”

The youngest son of Goku shook his head. “N-no, Trunks; I don’t….”

“Don’t lie to me….I can see the erection,” he snapped back. Goten flushed, and nodded. Trunks pretended to think it over, and then snapped his fingers. “I know what to do….”

So saying, he pulled out of Juuhachi all the way, leaving the android to believe that much was over until he flipped her over, and pulled her up until she was on all fours. He repositioned himself, and pushed back in, eliciting a small moan of some pleasure and pain. Then he motioned for Goten to undo his pants. The youngest of the Son brothers shook his head, so Trunks rolled his eyes.

“Juuhachi…please assist my friend with his ‘problem’…unless you’d prefer it rougher this time…” he squeezed one ass cheek roughly, mg thg the cyborg wince.

Silently, she pulled Goten into a more comfortable position. She looked up into his eyes, and saw the guilt there…

She undid his belt, unbuttoned his slacks, and slid them down so she could better access his underwear. With a slight sob, she pulled them down as well, and looked back up at him. He closed his eyes, and nodded, not wanting to see what would happen next…

She wrapped one gloved hand around the base of his large arousal and squeezed it, earning a small squeak from Goten. She then began stroking his shaft while cuppthe the head of his cock with her other gloved hand, resisting the sudden urge to close her fist on it….

Instead, she squeezed that as well, hoping to get him off soon, so then all she’d have to worry about was Trunks. The dark-haired saiyajin bit into his lip, drawing blood, as the curvaceous cyborg fondled his hard penis like it was a toy. He knew it was wrong, what they were doing….but now…his hormones were taking over…making him want this so bad he could nearly taste it. He looked down at the woman who was the mother of his crush, and, a tear rolling down his cheek, silently pleading with her to go further.

She felt another tremble run through her, but she still lowered her head and licked along the underside of his cock while stroking it, before taking his head into her mouth. As Goten’s hands went to her hair, she moved her tongue over the smooth tip, probing the slit with the pink organ.

It was then that Trunks decided to resume his previous activities….so as he slammed back into Juuhachi, her eyes widened and she lost her balance, Goten’s cock moving deeper inside her mouth until its head banged against her throat. She moaned in agitation, and Goten purred loudly. The android went to lift her head off, but Trunks forced it back down. She batted at him, but found herself helpless as Trunks lifted her head up, then pd itd it back down, following the same slow rhythm he was using as he thrust inside Juuhachi.

Goten moaned louder as his cock was stroked by Juuhachi’s tongue and throat. His reason was fading in and out, and he no longer cared if what he was doing was right or wrong….all that mattered was the release…

The blonde felt more tears of pain coming as Goten roughly gripped her hair, securing her in place. Trunks continued to pound against her, his hard shaft becoming lubricated by her juices. He gripped her by her waist, to keep her from escaping, and picked up his pace, making Juuhachi moan around Goten’s cock, which in turn made him hold onto her hair tighter. Soon, Goten was moving her head up and down, thrusting inside her mouth.

Trunks let out a moan, and soon he shot his seed inside her, the warm fluid startling Juuhachi and causing her to squeal…which in turn lead to Goten’s climax, which he shot inside her mouth as he was pulling out. Juuhachi was about to spit it out, when she heard Trunks again.

“Swallow it, Juu-chan…or I’ll enjoy your other hole.”

Juuhachi, with some revulsion, swallowed Goten’s cum, the liquid salty-sweet to her taste buds. She nearly gagged, but she managed to get it all.

“Now clean him off…” came Trunks voice again as he pulled out, their juices intermixing and dripping out of Juuhaci’s abused vagina, pooling on the sheets. Stifling the urge to kill Trunks, the android licked away any remaining traces of semen and swallowed them. Goten looked down at her, ashamed, and felt like throwing up. Before…he was just as unwilling as she….but now….he had crossed the same line as Trunks…

Trunks helped his friend up and picked up his pants. “C’mon, let’s get showered,” he suggested, leaving Juuhachi alone….


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It was sometime later that she wiped herself off in the messy sheets, not wanting to risk running into Trunks and Goten again. She pulled her clothes back on, opened the bedroom’s window, and floated out.

She was resisting her tears the trip back to Kame House.

When she landed, she saw Krillin waiting for her. Afraid that he would know…afraid that she would be punished again…she looked submissively at him, expecting the worse…

Which was nothing compared to what he said.

“Juu…..I went to see a lawyer while you were gone…which was about four hours….I’ve gotten our divorce papers…and I’m calling for custody of Marron…” He looked genuinely sad, something she hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Bu-but…” she could feel the walls closing i her her now.

“I….realize what I’ve done is wrong, and I won’t treat our daughter the same way when she grows older….but I think it’s time we called it quits, Juu…I don’t want to hurt you anymore….”

He handed her an envelope, and, not knowing what else to do, flew away from the island, holding the enve cle close to her heart…


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She ended up in a small forest, curled up on the ground. The envelope was tossed to the side, opened…

Juuhachi clutched the contents to her chest, her body wracked with sobs…

In her arms, were not only the divorce papers….

There was a picture of happier times….

Of her family…when she had one.

As she lay there, crying to herself…one question repeated itself in her mind…

Why me?

Why me?

Why me?


TBC……………………………….


A/N: Yes, cliffhanger. Yes, I was mean to Juuhachi. Yes, it will get better for her. I just need to think a bit about who exactly will help her though…