Okay,let's get this over with.
So I recently just deleted my story,'After The Cell Games' Because I didn't like it. Sorry if you were a fan of it,but I can assure you,this one will be better. At least I hope so. PLEASE REVIEW AND ENJOY!
Warning: This story will contain OOCness,Incest,and lemon. I advise if you do not like it,then don't bother reading.
Or the bunnies will come to you!
I think we ALL know that I don't own Dragon Ball Z,only Cheku.
On with the story. :)
The last 2 years have been hell for me. I hate it,sometimes I wish I was the one who died in The stupid cell games,instead of dad.
The cell games. That day was a bigger hell on earth than ever. Nothing but a day of torture and loss.
My mom found out she was pregnant,like 5 months ago,so me and Cheku are happy about that.
Who's Cheku? My beautiful,lovely sister. Yes I said beautiful and lovely. So sue me.
Other then the baby,Cheku was the only thing that kept me happy. I mean...she makes everybody happy. (sometimes)
Everytime I think of her,I smile and my heart skips a beat. She's and beautiful.
Which makes me love her...More than a brother should.
Yes,I love her more than a brother.
Get over it.
Cheku looks alot like mom. She has the same hair,same fierce attitude,not to mention,body figure. I mean,she's only 14,and she's got the body of a super model. Kami,I'm such a perv.
It's more complicated then it sounds. Being in love with your own twin sister doesn't happen in life to much. And it's more serious then sibling love. It's more then that. It's not all those corny love feelings,it's much much more. Like I want her. Bad. I want to touch her,hold her,make her mine.
I'm not obsessed or anything,it's different. You can say,I 'Lust' for her.
Yeah,I'm sick for loving my own sister that way,but I can't help it.
I can only hope for the best.
I sigh,as I open my study book.
My mom's at it again,' The study or you get no food' phase.
She's not so hard on Cheku,because she wants her to be a housewife.
Sometimes,mom is so demanding.
Sometimes Cheku was like her,and sometimes not.
She was way better than mom,who acted like such an annoying,naggy bitch.
I don't know how dad is able to put up with her.
I sigh,before I start studying. But I soon drift off to sleep.
It's been a while since I've seen my dad.
I miss him,alot.
Sometimes I wish I could've died instead.
My dad,Son Goku,was a great man. Powerful,Strong,naive and loveable.
But he was killed,by his own son.
If I hadn't been so cocky,he'd still be here. With his family,2 kids,a third one on the way,a naggy,but loving wife. A beautiful,lovely daughter,and his killer for a son. Me.
END OF CHAPTER 1.
I know it's short,but I can't write anymore. My fingers are starting to hurt! I will try to make this not crappy,like the other one was. There will be lemon and incest in future chapters,which will be soon.
This isn't your average Gohan-angst story after the cell games. It's different than that.
SO REVIEW PLEASE!
Flames will be ignored.
