Disclaimer: I own DBZ…………..oops I mean I DON'T own DBZ…..a guy can dream.
A/N: It's been a while and I must apologize. I said I was back but it was only for a short moment, and I am back yet again. I've done some cleaning of my fics and you'll notice that I've removed a few for lack of motivation on them. I hope I still have SOME fans out there and if they are I can't wait to hear from them again, now on to my new fic, "Scared."
Chapter 1- Night
"At night I hear it creeping at night I feel it move."
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Gohan took a good look around him. One year…one year since everything changed…one year of emptiness…one year since the androids appeared…one year since they were taken away. The darkness of the night bit into him like ice…another town he couldn't save…now ruins. There was no life left…hundreds of people slaughtered…for amusement. Gohan quaked in the air with hatred and pity, he couldn't…that's all there was…he couldn't do it alone. He simply wasn't strong enough. There was no one else though, no one who could help him. But he wasn't alone, he still had family…he still had Bulma and Trunks. They were his reason for going on. His mother left him shortly after the rest. But as long as he still had them, he would go on no matter how hopeless it became. Gohan let himself fall to the earth 100 feet below, creating a small impact crater when he landed, but he felt nothing…nothing but the tears flowing from his eyes.
"Why dad? Why did things have to turn out this way?" Gohan cried desperately to the sky. "How can I do this without you guys?" He lay there for an hour staring at the unchanging sky, finally pulling himself up to return home…where his family waited anxiously for him.
When Gohan walked in the door he steeled himself for what always came. A crushing worried hug from Bulma only seconds after the door closed behind him, sometimes he swore that she knew instant transmission. She always hugged him like it would be the last…because it really could be. She pulled away to hold him at arms length and take a better look at him. He was beaten and bloody, as he was every time he returned from a bout with the terrible duo. "Kami, Gohan…" She didn't finish, Gohan knew though, she always was worried that he had died and left her and her baby alone, but she realized a long time ago that he was the only hope the planet had left. Bulma let him take a seat at the table near by, where his meal waited, cold. After he had quickly devoured it, they walked to the lab where Bulma had built a saiyan regen tank. Once Gohan was inside and it was activated, Bulma began to relax a little. This past year had been hard on both of them, but she couldn't imagine what it was like for him…Earth's last hope. Sometimes she wished Trunks was old enough to help…but that would leave her doubly as worried. It would be many years before Trunks would even be ready to train…so for now the burden rested on, 11-year old, Gohan to defend the defenseless.
Trunks began crying, so Bulma left her spot to tend to her second child. As she entered the crying Trunks' room, she prayed with all her heart that Gohan wouldn't die and leave them, as she did every time he came back from fighting those devils. They needed him…she needed him.
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A/N: what did you think? There will be romance in future chapters, though I haven't decided whether it will be a Gh/B or a Gh/OC, so now is the time to cast your vote, Bulma or someone new Arigato for reviews in advance and please be kind.
