Goten's line of questioning reached a frenzied pitch as he paced the confines of the dark cabin.
   
   "It's true! It's all true!" Goten cried, "It was all on purpose, wasn't it? You -knew- EXACTLY what he'd do! You wanted him out of the way so you could have Piccolo-san all to yourself! It's the truth, isn't it?" Goten screamed.

	Gohan shook his head weakly in denial.

     Seeing Gohan, blind-folded, whimpering, tears soaking his blindfold, erection prominent, Goten spat, "You disgust me!"
 "Fight me, you Bastard!" he screeched, back-handing Gohan.

    Gohan shook his head no, tears streaming down his face. 
"Ototo-chan... I could never, ever--"
He was cut off by Goten back-handing him again,  snapping Gohan's head to the side, giving him a bloody lip as Goten's rage flared into Super
Saiya-jin form.

    "Just shut those traitorous lips of yours, and plant them right here!" Goten yelled, pointing to his buttocks as he howled in rage and frustration.

    As Goten watched, a damp spot was gathering on Gohan's pants, spreading slowly.

    "You sick fuck!" Goten screamed, kicking Gohan viciously in teh side. Gohan whimpered and undulated.

    "Is this what you want? Is that what you fucking Goddamn want? Then
I'll fucking give it to you!" Goten cried, tears coming so quickly
down his face he could barely see as he ripped Gohan's flimsy pants off. 

   "I hate you." Goten yelled as he took his own pants off.