Author: P-chan
E-mail: shadow_usako@hotmail.com
Title: You Don't Know What It's Like
Disclaimer: No one in this fanfic belongs to me, unfortunately. DBZ belongs to, um...Akria Toriyama and Bird Studios. If I spelled the last name wrong, I'm SORRY! _ Really! I'm bad with Japanese spelling, I swear!
This is set in the Mirai (Future) Timeline, where the androids live and are, um...evil, Bulma and Trunks are the only living Brief-Vejitas, and Chichi is the only living Son. This is set VERY soon after Gohan dies, let's say two months afterwards! This is VERY important to this fanfic, so PAY ATTENTION! Trunks is 10 (I changed his age! Deal with it! :P), Bulma is 38, Chichi is 32, and Videl is the ripe old age of 18! If you have any arguments as to why I shouldn't have changed their ages, too bad, cause I ain't listening. I only changed their ages for the sake that this fanfic makes sense.
-IMPORTANT-
IN THIS FANFIC, TRUNKS DOES NOT GO TO THE PAST! I'm the writer; therefore I am allowed to do this! If you don't like it, sorry, but I really could care less. I know, I know, I'm altering what Akira-sama had originally planned in the Future, but hey, this whole fanfic alters it! If you happen to have a problem with, don't even bother to flame me and don't read this fanfic.
This is the only time I'll be putting up Japanese vocab that I'll be using, so remember these! ^.^()
iie = no
hai = yes
shiroi = white
uchi = house/home
dooshite = how come?
chiisai = small
onna = female
onna no ko = girl
obaachan = grandma (I think)
kaasan = mother
Juunana-gou = Androird #17
Juuhachi-gou = Android #18
ai shiteru = I love you
Moshi moshi = hello over the phone (I think)
konnichi wa = hello, good afternoon
konban wa = good evening
owari = end
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Part One(a): Cruel Intentions
He tripped her neatly, and she fell, sprawled out on the gravel drive. Unfortunately for her, she whimpered. The slight sound that any human would not be able to pick up did not escape this android's ears. Smirking, he shoved her body roughly with his sneaker. "Hurt, ne?...Aw, that's too bad...need some help getting up?" He offered his hand, a malicious tone in his voice.
Bottom lip trembling ever-so slightly, Chichi stared up at her abuser with eyes she tried to make look cold. "Iie, I can get up myself," she replied icily, shakily getting up.
Juunana-gou's eyebrows raised. "Are you mocking me?"
"Not in the slightest," she said, tilting her chin upwards as if to regain some dignity.
"I believe you are..." he drawled out. "I believe you also think you stand a chance against living. Well, foolish onna, you are very mistaken..." That smirk made its way back to his lips, and his arm slowly raised, ready to strike her...
...When a blow from nowhere came to snap his arm back at his side.
Without wasting a second, Juunana-gou's leg came up to score a hit at the man's shins, causing him to grunt and reel forward in reaction.
"Would you look who it is!" He sneered. "I believe it's my lavender haired friend, whom I always have the advantage over."
A scowl settled upon Trunks' face. "Don't come around here, Juunana-gou. This is not your part of town."
Juunana-gou sighed. "This isn't any fun. You are boring me already, and she's not in pain anymore." Suddenly, he broke out a short bout of insane laughter, making Chichi want to run and hide from his cruel intentions he had in mind for some other poor soul...Unbelievably, he did it for her, by running off.
Trunks scruntinized Chichi with concerned eyes. "You all right, Chichi-san?"
"Hai, hai, I'm fine," she replied briskly, smoothing her hair back from her eyes. Quickly changing the subject, Chichi asked if Bulma was home today.
Trunks sighed. "Iie...Kaasan's working again. Some weird scientifical project thingy she doesn't want me to know about...no idea what she's got in mind," he finished, shrugging his already muscular shoulders.
Smiling at him, Chichi had another question for him. "So, Trunks," she began in a teasing voice, "found any girlfriends?" She ended, ruffling his hair a little while he blushed.
"Chichi-san! I'm only ten!"
"Didn't you have a crush on Videl-chan?" She teased, knowing full well he never had a crush onher.
Blinking blankly, he asked, "Who?"
Chichi gave a start. "You never met Videl? Videl Satan?"
"Iie...I can't say I have. Why? Who was she?"
"Oh...well, she was Gohan's girlfriend for a while. A very charming girl. I think they were in love..."
Trunks looked at her and saw the sadness on her face. Instead of letting this conversation of the late Son Gohan, he decided it would be best to get her mind off her dead family. "Chichi-san! Do you wanna come back to Capsule with me? Kaasan won't be out from her lab until morning again, and I don't think I could possibly be able to make dinner for myself..." he gave her huge blue puppy dog eyes, trying to look pathetic.
Giving a short laugh and smile that didn't reach her eyes, Chichi assented and told the 'poor little beggar' boy that she would come and make him a nice meal, fit to feed any hungry saiya-jin.
Chichi sighed. It was the day after her encounter with Juunana-gou, and she felt terribly empty inside. Suddenly, the annoying coo-coo clock above the fireplace announced that it was lunchtime; that time of day to make enough food for two hungry saiya-jins and herself! Humming to herself, Chichi picked up the dish she had just washed to put the rice in, and...
The newly scrubbed plate shattered as it hit the ground. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes, and soon spilled over her cheeks and down her chin.
"They aren't coming..."
She heard her own voice, telling her the agonizing truth. She was left behind. Alone. No childish husband was there to brighten her day and infuriate her. No adult-like child to arise hopes for a new future. It was all gone...all that she ever had, blown away from her in the time it took for her tears to fall. Life wasn't supposed to be like this! Her mind shrieked. You are supposed to be happy! To life long and prosper! All those good things everyone wants, but you are destined to never have...
More tears came. The front of her dress was soaking through. "Does life have to be like this?" She wondered aloud to herself. "To have tears come and flow freely every time I hear the clock? To live through the rest of my life, remembering only the tears and the pain? Is there no remedy?"
"Hai, dear Chichi, there is a remedy! And I will gladly hand it to you, although it won't be on a silver platter..." Whirling around, Chichi faced the untruder who stood tall and proud behind her. She gasped, but recovered quickly, straightening herself up and holding her head high. "What do you want?" Chichi demanded of the 'Droid.
Juunana-gou laughed at her. "You truly are a foolish onna, Son Chichi!"
Cheeks flushed and eyes angry with hurt, she retorted, "I am not the one going around killing innocents! You are the fool!"
His manical laugh escaped his lips again in her presence, and she took an involuntary step backwards in fear of that horrifying sound.
"Poor thing...Look, Juunana-gou, you've scared her," a feminine voice purred.
His lips widening into his evilly wicked grin, Juunana-gou never even turned to look at his sister. "I think you're right...for once. What should I do, kill her now while she's paralyzed with fear, or wait until she tries to fight me?"
Raising her eyebrows, Juuhachi-gou walked forward until she was a measly foot away from Chichi. "Let's wait until she tries to fight...and let her live in fear until we pay her a visit again. This could turn out to be very interesting, ne, onna?" She added the last in her purring tone, gently running her hand over Chichi's cheek while the human trembled. Laughing at her, Juuhachi-gou suggested they leave to terrorize and kill someone else, for this was beginning to bore her.
"Just what I was thinking...farewell, Chichi! Don't die before we can kill you..." He smirked, Juuhachi-gou laughed, and they both left.
"G-Goku...help me..." she managed to stutter, and collapsed on the ground, shaking and sobbing like a frightened child in need of motherly comfort.
For the past week, Chichi had been sleeping in the same house as Trunks, her protection from the 'Droids. Bulma served as her mother and best friend, like always. She personally believed Chichi had suffered far too many losses for her to ever be happy again.
While eating the breakfast she had made for the Briefs-Vejitas and herself, Chichi suddenly realized that maybe there was someone that could help give her hope...hope that maybe, she could preserve a part of Gohan...the girl, Videl. She had been Gohan's beloved girlfriend up until the day he died. After that, she had never seen her again...but now, she must find her.
"Bulma, where's your phonebook?" She said, abruptly interrupting Trunks' talking.
Startled by this sudden question, Bulma had to think a bit before answering. "Oh! Heh heh...it's right beside the phone..."
Before Bulma could go on, Chichi had obviously found the number she was looking for in the book, for it was open on a page, and Chichi was dialing.
Ring...ring...ring..."Moshi moshi, Videl Satan he--"
"Do you remember Gohan?" Chichi asked right away. "Son Gohan. Do you remember him?"
The girl on the other end of the phone had paused, pained by the old memories that name brought up. "Hai...hai, I remember him. May I ask who is calling?"
"Chichi. Son Chichi. Do you remember me--"
"Chichi!" Videl cried. "Of course I remember you! How are you? Are you alright?"
Slowly, Chichi replied, "...Hai, Videl, I'm fine. Demo...would it be too much to ask for you to come here so we can talk?" She chuckled softly. "That is, if you don't mind talking to an old onna..."
"Oh, no, I don't mind at all! I'd love to come! You still live in the same house, ne?"
"Er...not exactly. Right now I'm at Capsule Corporation...the house right behind it. You know where I'm talking about."
"Hai. So you want me to come there?"
"I would be very grateful if you would do so--"
"Oh, I will! I'll be RIGHT there, don't move! Bai!"
Before she had a chance to say goodbye, the phone had hung up, and Chichi chuckled, knowing Videl was on her way over.
Not too long after Chichi had called Videl, Bulma's annoying doorbell rang several times before Trunks finally opened the door to find a short, sporty-looking midnight haired girl standing there. "Oh...are you Videl?"
"Hai! Where is Chichi-san?"
"She's watching some TV show with Kaasan...just go down this hall and to your left."
"Arigatou, Mr. Briefs!" She said, smiling at him. She got a grunt from the saiya-jin in reply. 'Men...' she thought, shaking her head as she made her way down the corridor and into the TV room. "CHICHI-SAAAAAAAAN! KONNICHI WAAAAAAAA!" Videl cried out as soon as she spotted her.
"Videl-chan!" Chichi said in surprise, hopping up from her spot to run over to the petite girl and wrap her in a fierce hug. Laughing a little, Videl returned the hug warmly.
After they had talked for a bit, and Videl had been introduced to Bulma, the topic of Gohan was brought up by Chichi, surprisingly enough, for the other girls knew it was a very painful subject for her.
"Videl..." Chichi began softly, "I would like to ask you a very personal question. It is okay?" After blinking in surprise, Videl told her to go ahead and ask. "Did you ever have unprotected sex with Gohan?"
After blushing a brillant bright red, Videl nodded. "So...then, it could be possible that you're pregnant?"
This question did not only startle Videl, it nearly shocked Bulma out of her senses as well. Thinking it out slowly, Videl replied, "Well...yes...it's very possible that I'm pregnant."
"Videl...I beg you...please, please go get a pregnancy test taken." Chichi looked her in the eyes, pleading for her to do this last thing for her.
Smiling softly at her late boyfriend's mother, she promised Chichi she would get a pregnancy test as soon as humanly possible.
"Iie, there's no need for that promise!" Bulma piped up. "I've got pregnancy tests upstairs in my bathroom! Come, Videl, let's go get you one!"
The three girls trooped up the stairs, Videl and Chichi chattering excitedly, while Bulma pondered as to why Chichi would even think to ask that question...or want Gohan's girlfriend pregnant!
After searching the bathroom cabinets, Videl triumphantly held up a pregnancy test. "TAH-DAH!" She blushed. "If you two don't mind, could I please do this by myself?"
Apologizing, Chichi and Bulma hastily vacated the bathroom, and sat down on Bulma's bed, to wait. However, before silence could claim its place among them, Bulma asked Chichi why she wanted Videl to be pregnant.
Smiling at Bulma, Chichi explained. "You see...if Videl is pregnant, that means she is with Gohan's child! Once she births this child, there is a chance he or she will look and act like my baby..."
Bulma understood her reasons now, and questioned them no further. Hugging Chichi, she said, "I hope that she is pregnant then...for both your sakes. I'm sure she must miss Gohan as much as you."
"Hai...I know she does."
Without warning, little ten year old Trunks came bounding into Bulma's room. "Kaasaaaaaaaaaaaaan! I'm hungry! Oi, konnichi wa, Chichi-san!" He added happily after whining. Chuckling, Chichi told Bulma not to worry, she would go fix the hungry saiya-jin something to eat.
"Just what made you so hungry?" She inquired, looking at the amout of food he was consuming...like a vacuum.
"Well, I've (chomp) been training in the (munch) new (chomp, crunch) gravity (chew, chew, chew, gulp) room!"
"Ah...I see. You want to grow up to be big and strong, ne?" Chichi said, winking at him.
He nodded seriously, and told her it was in his blood to fight. Vejita would be proud of you, Chichi thought to herself. You take training as seriously as he does...
Suddenly, screeches came from upstairs.
"Bulma! Videl!"
"Kaasan!"
The two raced up the stairs as fast as they could with Trunks in lead. Once they reached Bulma's bedroom, they found both girls jumping up and down, shrieking "YOSH!" "YATTA!" "SUGOI!" over and over again. A suddenly as it had started, they stopped and looked at Chichi, and Videl squeaked happily and eveloped her in a huge hug.
"Chichi...wonderful news, I'm three months PREGNANT!"
Chichi squeezed Videl tightly, and Videl and Bulma knew without words that she would never again be lonely...because now she had Videl and Gohan's child to look after.
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"Trunks-saaaaaan! Why won't you train meeeee?" Nine year old Pan whined, pouting with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Because, you aren't strong enough yet, Pan-chan. Maybe when you're 14...we'll see." He told her, patted her raven colored hair.
Videl smiled from the kitchen. Pan had inherited saiya-jin blood...meaning she would possess the will to fight from the day she was born until the day she would die. Luckily for Videl, Trunks knew when she was strong enough to be trained by him...otherwise, she might die sooner.Now, Pan had to suffice for the training her mother could provide. She was catching on to hand-to-hand combat quickly, and would very soon overpower her mother. However, Pan still had to master the techniques of ki locating and phasing.
A tugging at her arm signaled for her to pay attention to the little one. "Yes, Panny?"
With huge brown Bambi eyes, Pan pleaded for her mother to allow Trunks to begin training her...and in the gravity room!
"Absolutely NOT."
"Dooshite?!"
Kissing the mop of hair covering his frusrated daughter's head, Videl smiled at her. "Gomen nasai, Pan-chan...demo you're not strong enough just yet!"
Regarding her mother seriously, Pan asked, "Kaasan...when will I be strong enough?"
"When you consider yourself strong enough, go see Trunks. He will know when you're ready."
Pan nodded. "Domo Arigatou, Kaasan." And with that, she left to train in the gravity room.
In her kitchen, Chichi began to prepare a meal for three humans and two saiya-jins...Two saiya-jins, Chichi thought, happy tears forming at the corners of her eyes. For her, Pan was like her own daughter, her own little piece of Gohan. Her eyes glowed whenever a fight was mentioned...like her husband and son. She also possessed the intellect of her father...yet the good nature and fighting instinct of her late husband. It was like they both came back to her in the body of this loving child...
"I think we got lucky today, Juuhachi-gou!"
Chichi gasped and whirled around, a hand on her chest. There, in front of her, stood Juunana-gou, smirk spread across his face, and an aura of triumph around him. Beside him was his sister, face arrogant as ever, and her arms crossed over her chest, an identical smirk on her face. "I believe you're right," she purred. "But, I find myself wondering why we haven't seen her for such a long time..."
Lifting head high, Chichi kept her dignity as always. "I was staying at the Briefs' residence, for your information."
Juunana-gou raised his eyebrows. "Are you ready to fight us, Son Chichi? We are more then ready to fight you..." he added, grinning wickedly.
She thought for a moment. It was apparent she could never beat them...but maybe, just maybe, they would spare her. Even if she did die...she would die fighting, and that would make Goku and Gohan proud of her. Looking him in his icy blue eyes, she straightened herself. "Hai...I'm ready to fight you."
He and his twin laughed. "Oh, you are, are you? Well, well, well...I've never been one to disaprove of any sort of fight; therefore, I shall willing guide you outside so we may fight...hand-to-hand combat first though...I want to know what you can do, onna."
Her hands were shaking horribly, and her mind was screaming and cursing her for even thinking to accepting a fight with this...this thing! This android that could easily dispose of her with the flick of his finger! Inside, she screamed and pleaded with herself to run, to turn back and slam the door although that would do no good...she would still be alive! For some time, at least...
No, she calmly told herself firmly, I will fight for the last time. I will be honorable by not cheating. I will make my husband and son proud...
But what about Pan?! Her mind shrieked. You still have her, Videl, Trunks and Bulma!! What do you think you're DOING?!
Chichi payed no heed to her screaming concious, and got down into a her signature fighting stance. "Hand to hand combat, ne, Juunana-gou?" She managed to choke out.
"Hai," he said sharply, anxious to get to the fight. "Shut up, and let the fighting begin."
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, focusing her engery on--
WHAM! An uppercut to her jaw sent her flying meters backwards. Although she was old, Chichi managed to do a flip in the air and land perfectly. Suddenly, he was there, in front of her. His leg and hers clashed as they each raised them. Chichi took advantage of this and wrenched her leg around his, flipping him to the ground. Juunana-gou hadn't expected this, and actually made a nearly audiable sound of surprise; however, he managed to jam his legs right below her kneecaps on her shins, jolting her legs backwards and causing her to reel forward.
Once she had fallen, Chichi looked up, expecting to see him there in front of her; instead, he was nowhere to be seen. Then, for a split second, she saw his sneaker and awful neon socks. She saw black.
Without pausing for a second, Juuhachi-gou asked him, "Is she dead?"
"Iie, she's just blacked out." He hesitated, something which was very uncharacteristic for himself. "Should we kill the onna?"
"Only if you want to die yourselves."
Laughing, Juuhachi-gou turned to the familiar voice. "Trunks! We thought we'd never see the awful mop of lavender hair again..." she commented, smirking.
"It will be the last thing you see if you hurt her anymore," he said coolly.
Juunana-gou laughed also. "We can beat you, child!"
You know what, Trunks told himself, screw these bakas, I'd better get Chichi-san outta here! His mind made up, Trunks had Chichi is his arms and had taken off flying for the Capsule Corp. medical wing in a fraction of a second.
The twins sighed at the same time. Neither wanted to follow him, and instead left the Son family and Briefs family alone...for the present time.
In the right wing of the hopsice, Chichi lay deathly white, her grandchild and her mother.
"Kaasan..." Pan whimpered. "Will Obaachan be okay? Or is she...she..." not being able to finish her sentence out of fear for the last word, Pan looked at her mother, eyes filled with tears of pent sorrow.
"Oh Pan...hai, hai, Chichi-san will be just fine," Videl assured her, bending down to evelope her daughter in a tight hug. "Just give her time to heal..." She felt Pan nod, and she smiled a little, kissing the side of her head. "It will be okay, Pan...I promise."
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Since, uh, for some reason, it won't let me type anymore on this file, I'll just hafta finish it on another one...^^; Well, please review and tell me if it sucked, rocked, or was just okay! Keep in mind, this fanfic is only BEGINNING, this isn't anywhere near where I want it to finish! So, please be kind and REVIEW! ^^ Domo arigatou, minna!
~ P-chan
E-mail: shadow_usako@hotmail.com
Title: You Don't Know What It's Like
Disclaimer: No one in this fanfic belongs to me, unfortunately. DBZ belongs to, um...Akria Toriyama and Bird Studios. If I spelled the last name wrong, I'm SORRY! _ Really! I'm bad with Japanese spelling, I swear!
This is set in the Mirai (Future) Timeline, where the androids live and are, um...evil, Bulma and Trunks are the only living Brief-Vejitas, and Chichi is the only living Son. This is set VERY soon after Gohan dies, let's say two months afterwards! This is VERY important to this fanfic, so PAY ATTENTION! Trunks is 10 (I changed his age! Deal with it! :P), Bulma is 38, Chichi is 32, and Videl is the ripe old age of 18! If you have any arguments as to why I shouldn't have changed their ages, too bad, cause I ain't listening. I only changed their ages for the sake that this fanfic makes sense.
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IN THIS FANFIC, TRUNKS DOES NOT GO TO THE PAST! I'm the writer; therefore I am allowed to do this! If you don't like it, sorry, but I really could care less. I know, I know, I'm altering what Akira-sama had originally planned in the Future, but hey, this whole fanfic alters it! If you happen to have a problem with, don't even bother to flame me and don't read this fanfic.
This is the only time I'll be putting up Japanese vocab that I'll be using, so remember these! ^.^()
iie = no
hai = yes
shiroi = white
uchi = house/home
dooshite = how come?
chiisai = small
onna = female
onna no ko = girl
obaachan = grandma (I think)
kaasan = mother
Juunana-gou = Androird #17
Juuhachi-gou = Android #18
ai shiteru = I love you
Moshi moshi = hello over the phone (I think)
konnichi wa = hello, good afternoon
konban wa = good evening
owari = end
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Part One(a): Cruel Intentions
He tripped her neatly, and she fell, sprawled out on the gravel drive. Unfortunately for her, she whimpered. The slight sound that any human would not be able to pick up did not escape this android's ears. Smirking, he shoved her body roughly with his sneaker. "Hurt, ne?...Aw, that's too bad...need some help getting up?" He offered his hand, a malicious tone in his voice.
Bottom lip trembling ever-so slightly, Chichi stared up at her abuser with eyes she tried to make look cold. "Iie, I can get up myself," she replied icily, shakily getting up.
Juunana-gou's eyebrows raised. "Are you mocking me?"
"Not in the slightest," she said, tilting her chin upwards as if to regain some dignity.
"I believe you are..." he drawled out. "I believe you also think you stand a chance against living. Well, foolish onna, you are very mistaken..." That smirk made its way back to his lips, and his arm slowly raised, ready to strike her...
...When a blow from nowhere came to snap his arm back at his side.
Without wasting a second, Juunana-gou's leg came up to score a hit at the man's shins, causing him to grunt and reel forward in reaction.
"Would you look who it is!" He sneered. "I believe it's my lavender haired friend, whom I always have the advantage over."
A scowl settled upon Trunks' face. "Don't come around here, Juunana-gou. This is not your part of town."
Juunana-gou sighed. "This isn't any fun. You are boring me already, and she's not in pain anymore." Suddenly, he broke out a short bout of insane laughter, making Chichi want to run and hide from his cruel intentions he had in mind for some other poor soul...Unbelievably, he did it for her, by running off.
Trunks scruntinized Chichi with concerned eyes. "You all right, Chichi-san?"
"Hai, hai, I'm fine," she replied briskly, smoothing her hair back from her eyes. Quickly changing the subject, Chichi asked if Bulma was home today.
Trunks sighed. "Iie...Kaasan's working again. Some weird scientifical project thingy she doesn't want me to know about...no idea what she's got in mind," he finished, shrugging his already muscular shoulders.
Smiling at him, Chichi had another question for him. "So, Trunks," she began in a teasing voice, "found any girlfriends?" She ended, ruffling his hair a little while he blushed.
"Chichi-san! I'm only ten!"
"Didn't you have a crush on Videl-chan?" She teased, knowing full well he never had a crush onher.
Blinking blankly, he asked, "Who?"
Chichi gave a start. "You never met Videl? Videl Satan?"
"Iie...I can't say I have. Why? Who was she?"
"Oh...well, she was Gohan's girlfriend for a while. A very charming girl. I think they were in love..."
Trunks looked at her and saw the sadness on her face. Instead of letting this conversation of the late Son Gohan, he decided it would be best to get her mind off her dead family. "Chichi-san! Do you wanna come back to Capsule with me? Kaasan won't be out from her lab until morning again, and I don't think I could possibly be able to make dinner for myself..." he gave her huge blue puppy dog eyes, trying to look pathetic.
Giving a short laugh and smile that didn't reach her eyes, Chichi assented and told the 'poor little beggar' boy that she would come and make him a nice meal, fit to feed any hungry saiya-jin.
Chichi sighed. It was the day after her encounter with Juunana-gou, and she felt terribly empty inside. Suddenly, the annoying coo-coo clock above the fireplace announced that it was lunchtime; that time of day to make enough food for two hungry saiya-jins and herself! Humming to herself, Chichi picked up the dish she had just washed to put the rice in, and...
The newly scrubbed plate shattered as it hit the ground. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes, and soon spilled over her cheeks and down her chin.
"They aren't coming..."
She heard her own voice, telling her the agonizing truth. She was left behind. Alone. No childish husband was there to brighten her day and infuriate her. No adult-like child to arise hopes for a new future. It was all gone...all that she ever had, blown away from her in the time it took for her tears to fall. Life wasn't supposed to be like this! Her mind shrieked. You are supposed to be happy! To life long and prosper! All those good things everyone wants, but you are destined to never have...
More tears came. The front of her dress was soaking through. "Does life have to be like this?" She wondered aloud to herself. "To have tears come and flow freely every time I hear the clock? To live through the rest of my life, remembering only the tears and the pain? Is there no remedy?"
"Hai, dear Chichi, there is a remedy! And I will gladly hand it to you, although it won't be on a silver platter..." Whirling around, Chichi faced the untruder who stood tall and proud behind her. She gasped, but recovered quickly, straightening herself up and holding her head high. "What do you want?" Chichi demanded of the 'Droid.
Juunana-gou laughed at her. "You truly are a foolish onna, Son Chichi!"
Cheeks flushed and eyes angry with hurt, she retorted, "I am not the one going around killing innocents! You are the fool!"
His manical laugh escaped his lips again in her presence, and she took an involuntary step backwards in fear of that horrifying sound.
"Poor thing...Look, Juunana-gou, you've scared her," a feminine voice purred.
His lips widening into his evilly wicked grin, Juunana-gou never even turned to look at his sister. "I think you're right...for once. What should I do, kill her now while she's paralyzed with fear, or wait until she tries to fight me?"
Raising her eyebrows, Juuhachi-gou walked forward until she was a measly foot away from Chichi. "Let's wait until she tries to fight...and let her live in fear until we pay her a visit again. This could turn out to be very interesting, ne, onna?" She added the last in her purring tone, gently running her hand over Chichi's cheek while the human trembled. Laughing at her, Juuhachi-gou suggested they leave to terrorize and kill someone else, for this was beginning to bore her.
"Just what I was thinking...farewell, Chichi! Don't die before we can kill you..." He smirked, Juuhachi-gou laughed, and they both left.
"G-Goku...help me..." she managed to stutter, and collapsed on the ground, shaking and sobbing like a frightened child in need of motherly comfort.
For the past week, Chichi had been sleeping in the same house as Trunks, her protection from the 'Droids. Bulma served as her mother and best friend, like always. She personally believed Chichi had suffered far too many losses for her to ever be happy again.
While eating the breakfast she had made for the Briefs-Vejitas and herself, Chichi suddenly realized that maybe there was someone that could help give her hope...hope that maybe, she could preserve a part of Gohan...the girl, Videl. She had been Gohan's beloved girlfriend up until the day he died. After that, she had never seen her again...but now, she must find her.
"Bulma, where's your phonebook?" She said, abruptly interrupting Trunks' talking.
Startled by this sudden question, Bulma had to think a bit before answering. "Oh! Heh heh...it's right beside the phone..."
Before Bulma could go on, Chichi had obviously found the number she was looking for in the book, for it was open on a page, and Chichi was dialing.
Ring...ring...ring..."Moshi moshi, Videl Satan he--"
"Do you remember Gohan?" Chichi asked right away. "Son Gohan. Do you remember him?"
The girl on the other end of the phone had paused, pained by the old memories that name brought up. "Hai...hai, I remember him. May I ask who is calling?"
"Chichi. Son Chichi. Do you remember me--"
"Chichi!" Videl cried. "Of course I remember you! How are you? Are you alright?"
Slowly, Chichi replied, "...Hai, Videl, I'm fine. Demo...would it be too much to ask for you to come here so we can talk?" She chuckled softly. "That is, if you don't mind talking to an old onna..."
"Oh, no, I don't mind at all! I'd love to come! You still live in the same house, ne?"
"Er...not exactly. Right now I'm at Capsule Corporation...the house right behind it. You know where I'm talking about."
"Hai. So you want me to come there?"
"I would be very grateful if you would do so--"
"Oh, I will! I'll be RIGHT there, don't move! Bai!"
Before she had a chance to say goodbye, the phone had hung up, and Chichi chuckled, knowing Videl was on her way over.
Not too long after Chichi had called Videl, Bulma's annoying doorbell rang several times before Trunks finally opened the door to find a short, sporty-looking midnight haired girl standing there. "Oh...are you Videl?"
"Hai! Where is Chichi-san?"
"She's watching some TV show with Kaasan...just go down this hall and to your left."
"Arigatou, Mr. Briefs!" She said, smiling at him. She got a grunt from the saiya-jin in reply. 'Men...' she thought, shaking her head as she made her way down the corridor and into the TV room. "CHICHI-SAAAAAAAAN! KONNICHI WAAAAAAAA!" Videl cried out as soon as she spotted her.
"Videl-chan!" Chichi said in surprise, hopping up from her spot to run over to the petite girl and wrap her in a fierce hug. Laughing a little, Videl returned the hug warmly.
After they had talked for a bit, and Videl had been introduced to Bulma, the topic of Gohan was brought up by Chichi, surprisingly enough, for the other girls knew it was a very painful subject for her.
"Videl..." Chichi began softly, "I would like to ask you a very personal question. It is okay?" After blinking in surprise, Videl told her to go ahead and ask. "Did you ever have unprotected sex with Gohan?"
After blushing a brillant bright red, Videl nodded. "So...then, it could be possible that you're pregnant?"
This question did not only startle Videl, it nearly shocked Bulma out of her senses as well. Thinking it out slowly, Videl replied, "Well...yes...it's very possible that I'm pregnant."
"Videl...I beg you...please, please go get a pregnancy test taken." Chichi looked her in the eyes, pleading for her to do this last thing for her.
Smiling softly at her late boyfriend's mother, she promised Chichi she would get a pregnancy test as soon as humanly possible.
"Iie, there's no need for that promise!" Bulma piped up. "I've got pregnancy tests upstairs in my bathroom! Come, Videl, let's go get you one!"
The three girls trooped up the stairs, Videl and Chichi chattering excitedly, while Bulma pondered as to why Chichi would even think to ask that question...or want Gohan's girlfriend pregnant!
After searching the bathroom cabinets, Videl triumphantly held up a pregnancy test. "TAH-DAH!" She blushed. "If you two don't mind, could I please do this by myself?"
Apologizing, Chichi and Bulma hastily vacated the bathroom, and sat down on Bulma's bed, to wait. However, before silence could claim its place among them, Bulma asked Chichi why she wanted Videl to be pregnant.
Smiling at Bulma, Chichi explained. "You see...if Videl is pregnant, that means she is with Gohan's child! Once she births this child, there is a chance he or she will look and act like my baby..."
Bulma understood her reasons now, and questioned them no further. Hugging Chichi, she said, "I hope that she is pregnant then...for both your sakes. I'm sure she must miss Gohan as much as you."
"Hai...I know she does."
Without warning, little ten year old Trunks came bounding into Bulma's room. "Kaasaaaaaaaaaaaaan! I'm hungry! Oi, konnichi wa, Chichi-san!" He added happily after whining. Chuckling, Chichi told Bulma not to worry, she would go fix the hungry saiya-jin something to eat.
"Just what made you so hungry?" She inquired, looking at the amout of food he was consuming...like a vacuum.
"Well, I've (chomp) been training in the (munch) new (chomp, crunch) gravity (chew, chew, chew, gulp) room!"
"Ah...I see. You want to grow up to be big and strong, ne?" Chichi said, winking at him.
He nodded seriously, and told her it was in his blood to fight. Vejita would be proud of you, Chichi thought to herself. You take training as seriously as he does...
Suddenly, screeches came from upstairs.
"Bulma! Videl!"
"Kaasan!"
The two raced up the stairs as fast as they could with Trunks in lead. Once they reached Bulma's bedroom, they found both girls jumping up and down, shrieking "YOSH!" "YATTA!" "SUGOI!" over and over again. A suddenly as it had started, they stopped and looked at Chichi, and Videl squeaked happily and eveloped her in a huge hug.
"Chichi...wonderful news, I'm three months PREGNANT!"
Chichi squeezed Videl tightly, and Videl and Bulma knew without words that she would never again be lonely...because now she had Videl and Gohan's child to look after.
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"Trunks-saaaaaan! Why won't you train meeeee?" Nine year old Pan whined, pouting with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Because, you aren't strong enough yet, Pan-chan. Maybe when you're 14...we'll see." He told her, patted her raven colored hair.
Videl smiled from the kitchen. Pan had inherited saiya-jin blood...meaning she would possess the will to fight from the day she was born until the day she would die. Luckily for Videl, Trunks knew when she was strong enough to be trained by him...otherwise, she might die sooner.Now, Pan had to suffice for the training her mother could provide. She was catching on to hand-to-hand combat quickly, and would very soon overpower her mother. However, Pan still had to master the techniques of ki locating and phasing.
A tugging at her arm signaled for her to pay attention to the little one. "Yes, Panny?"
With huge brown Bambi eyes, Pan pleaded for her mother to allow Trunks to begin training her...and in the gravity room!
"Absolutely NOT."
"Dooshite?!"
Kissing the mop of hair covering his frusrated daughter's head, Videl smiled at her. "Gomen nasai, Pan-chan...demo you're not strong enough just yet!"
Regarding her mother seriously, Pan asked, "Kaasan...when will I be strong enough?"
"When you consider yourself strong enough, go see Trunks. He will know when you're ready."
Pan nodded. "Domo Arigatou, Kaasan." And with that, she left to train in the gravity room.
In her kitchen, Chichi began to prepare a meal for three humans and two saiya-jins...Two saiya-jins, Chichi thought, happy tears forming at the corners of her eyes. For her, Pan was like her own daughter, her own little piece of Gohan. Her eyes glowed whenever a fight was mentioned...like her husband and son. She also possessed the intellect of her father...yet the good nature and fighting instinct of her late husband. It was like they both came back to her in the body of this loving child...
"I think we got lucky today, Juuhachi-gou!"
Chichi gasped and whirled around, a hand on her chest. There, in front of her, stood Juunana-gou, smirk spread across his face, and an aura of triumph around him. Beside him was his sister, face arrogant as ever, and her arms crossed over her chest, an identical smirk on her face. "I believe you're right," she purred. "But, I find myself wondering why we haven't seen her for such a long time..."
Lifting head high, Chichi kept her dignity as always. "I was staying at the Briefs' residence, for your information."
Juunana-gou raised his eyebrows. "Are you ready to fight us, Son Chichi? We are more then ready to fight you..." he added, grinning wickedly.
She thought for a moment. It was apparent she could never beat them...but maybe, just maybe, they would spare her. Even if she did die...she would die fighting, and that would make Goku and Gohan proud of her. Looking him in his icy blue eyes, she straightened herself. "Hai...I'm ready to fight you."
He and his twin laughed. "Oh, you are, are you? Well, well, well...I've never been one to disaprove of any sort of fight; therefore, I shall willing guide you outside so we may fight...hand-to-hand combat first though...I want to know what you can do, onna."
Her hands were shaking horribly, and her mind was screaming and cursing her for even thinking to accepting a fight with this...this thing! This android that could easily dispose of her with the flick of his finger! Inside, she screamed and pleaded with herself to run, to turn back and slam the door although that would do no good...she would still be alive! For some time, at least...
No, she calmly told herself firmly, I will fight for the last time. I will be honorable by not cheating. I will make my husband and son proud...
But what about Pan?! Her mind shrieked. You still have her, Videl, Trunks and Bulma!! What do you think you're DOING?!
Chichi payed no heed to her screaming concious, and got down into a her signature fighting stance. "Hand to hand combat, ne, Juunana-gou?" She managed to choke out.
"Hai," he said sharply, anxious to get to the fight. "Shut up, and let the fighting begin."
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, focusing her engery on--
WHAM! An uppercut to her jaw sent her flying meters backwards. Although she was old, Chichi managed to do a flip in the air and land perfectly. Suddenly, he was there, in front of her. His leg and hers clashed as they each raised them. Chichi took advantage of this and wrenched her leg around his, flipping him to the ground. Juunana-gou hadn't expected this, and actually made a nearly audiable sound of surprise; however, he managed to jam his legs right below her kneecaps on her shins, jolting her legs backwards and causing her to reel forward.
Once she had fallen, Chichi looked up, expecting to see him there in front of her; instead, he was nowhere to be seen. Then, for a split second, she saw his sneaker and awful neon socks. She saw black.
Without pausing for a second, Juuhachi-gou asked him, "Is she dead?"
"Iie, she's just blacked out." He hesitated, something which was very uncharacteristic for himself. "Should we kill the onna?"
"Only if you want to die yourselves."
Laughing, Juuhachi-gou turned to the familiar voice. "Trunks! We thought we'd never see the awful mop of lavender hair again..." she commented, smirking.
"It will be the last thing you see if you hurt her anymore," he said coolly.
Juunana-gou laughed also. "We can beat you, child!"
You know what, Trunks told himself, screw these bakas, I'd better get Chichi-san outta here! His mind made up, Trunks had Chichi is his arms and had taken off flying for the Capsule Corp. medical wing in a fraction of a second.
The twins sighed at the same time. Neither wanted to follow him, and instead left the Son family and Briefs family alone...for the present time.
In the right wing of the hopsice, Chichi lay deathly white, her grandchild and her mother.
"Kaasan..." Pan whimpered. "Will Obaachan be okay? Or is she...she..." not being able to finish her sentence out of fear for the last word, Pan looked at her mother, eyes filled with tears of pent sorrow.
"Oh Pan...hai, hai, Chichi-san will be just fine," Videl assured her, bending down to evelope her daughter in a tight hug. "Just give her time to heal..." She felt Pan nod, and she smiled a little, kissing the side of her head. "It will be okay, Pan...I promise."
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Since, uh, for some reason, it won't let me type anymore on this file, I'll just hafta finish it on another one...^^; Well, please review and tell me if it sucked, rocked, or was just okay! Keep in mind, this fanfic is only BEGINNING, this isn't anywhere near where I want it to finish! So, please be kind and REVIEW! ^^ Domo arigatou, minna!
~ P-chan