Hey there!! I'm shelly and this is my first fic. . . hope you like it. Did you ever have one of those days where you just start thinking of a story and them you just have to write it? Well today is one of those days for me. I'm sitting here with my dog, Toby, with my headphone blaring while I'm wrapped in a blanket with hot cocoa!!! Could life get n e better? I think not!!! Otay on with the story
I don't own dbz *_* don't make me say it again or I'll cry.
I took it upon myself to make talk a walk in the woods. I don't know why I decided to do that . . . . maybe I just wanted to find Piccolo. It has been a while since Gohan's daughter was born and ever since then I felt really weird around him . . . I can't explain what its really about I don't like babies anyways. I can't stand them. . I didn't want to hold her and I don't wanna go see her. Trunks kinda understands what it's like . . . but he has a sister I have a niece and I'm not even a teenager. I don't wanna niece I just want the brother I used to have. . . Is that really so wrong?
Trunks on the other hand just wants to feel the love from his father that Bra gets. She is such a daddy's girl. . . I wonder if Pan is gonna be one? That means that Ill never get to see Gohan. I wonder if that's such a bad thing. I mean he never trains, he just studies. Well now he just works all the time. I wonder if he even has time for his daughter . . . well he would make time for her. . . I wonder if he will for me too. No, I'm not being selfish! Understand what a baby does to peoples lives. . . I do love my dad but it's not the same. I grew up with Gohan being the father figure (yes I read that in a book . . .okay, fine Trunks did) I'm just not as comfortable around him . . . and I think he knows it . . . well maybe if I just get really hurt and have to go to the hospital then Gohan might be around me more often . . . Come to think of it . . . they'd probably just take me to Dende. *sighs*
Mother doesn't have all that much time for me either. She is always with my dad when he's around and that's usually when he and I aren't training. Oh well…
Trunks is the only one who understands. I just wish . . .
I guess I was in such deep thought I didn't realize that daddy was walking instep with me. I jumped slightly; I hadn't even felt his energy. His deep black eyes danced with laughter, while his hair, like mine, defied gravity and pointed toward the heavens. "Sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you Goten."
"You startled me. I guess I didn't hear you commin'." He smiled and put his arm around my shoulder. "Mind if we keep walkin?" I asked. I still wanted to be moving and doing something and I didn't want him to leave. Even if I don't feel completely comfortable him, I still enjoyed his company. I think I want to much to be like Gohan. My father is so proud of him. I want him to be proud of me too!
"No, not at all."
So we walked farther into the woods. It was starting to get dark so I know father came to tell me it was time for dinner. But for once I didn't wanna eat. I still wanted to walk and think. My tummy, however, had other ideas. It growled loudly and my fathers answered back. "I think our stomachs have other ideas." Dad laughed. I stared to laugh too. We didn't even notice the doe that stopped and stared at us.
I stopped laughing and looked at the doe. "Daddy!" I grabbed his arm. The doe was looking at us with soft, fearing eyes. Out from under it's tummy a little fawn stared at us with frightened eyes. The mother was drenched in sweat and blood. Her leg was hanging form its body. The only thing holding it on was some muscles.
The poor thing kept looking over her shoulder, waiting for the predator to come and finish her off. "Dad we have to get her to Dende!" I cried. I couldn't stand animals in pain. Surly Dende could help her!
Dad and I slowly walked up to the doe. "Easy. That a good girl." Dad cooed softly to the frightened animal. She stepped back and then slowly started to lower herself to the ground. Dad and I ran up to her. The fawn started to bleat and looked as though it was torn from running away or staying with its mother. It decided to run. "He won't go far." Dad told me as I started after it. He knelt down and put his hand on the doe's chest. "She's gone." He said sadly and bowed his head. I looked down at the poor doe. I felt hot tears burn under my eyelids. But I blinked them back. I was a worrier! I didn't need to feel sorry for a doe killed by a stupid deer. But I did just the same.
"Dad! We have to save the fawn. We can't just let it die. I know mom doesn't really like animals but, the things so young and small." Dad thought about it for a moment, then nodded. He stood up and the two of us went off in the direction the fawn went. We didn't have to go far. The fawn was about 50 feet away looking quite lost.
I walked up to him and squatted down. He looked up with sad, trusting eyes and shied away. "It's alright lil guy. I won't hurt you." I stopped walking and talked softly to it. Soon he came up to me and shoved his face under my shirt.
"Looks like he likes ya." Dad laughed. I scoped the fawn up and took a good look at him. For one it was a him. I noticed that quickly enough. Then I looked at his spots. "He looks to be a couple days old at the most." Dad commented.
"Your right. Look… he still has a scab where the umbilical cord was." He was awfully young. I turned and started walking home; Dad fell in step with me. "Look, Goten, he has a marking on his cheek." I looked and sure enough there was a splash of white on his right cheek. It looked to me like a feather. "I guess that makes you special." I told the little fawn. He looked up and squeaked then he laid his head on my shoulder and fell asleep. It was then I started to like babies…kinda.
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