Gohan's last bid Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Gohan (aren't ya'll happy) I don't own dragon ball z or anything else for that matter except for my stuffed fawn, Spots. (Watches as aunt's pit bull runs off with Spots.) Okay I don't own that either now. Fine now with the story. Read and Review.
Gohan walked quickly through the cream-colored hallway wondering again, why the walls were cream colored. He walked briskly to the lockers and paused in front of the silvery floor length lockers. Quickly he placed in the combination and opened the locker. A deck of cards fell out of the locker and landed in his hands. Gohan stared at the box for a long moment, fascinated by the blonde mermaid whose fins were flipped playfully. Bright green eyes focused on Gohan's face almost calling to him. Quickly Gohan shoved the deck into his pocket. He grabbed his earplugs and slammed the door of the locker.
Without a word to his co-workers, he walked quickly toward the cream hallway once more and headed out a far door toward his work area. He paused for a moment and carefully put the earplugs in his overly sensitive ears then stepped through the door.
Machines were going off in every direction but Gohan couldn't hear a sound. He didn't bother looking around haven seen the tall blocks of bricks and the long rods of steel that lay around waiting to be molded and built up to make the strange house that they had been hired to build. Gohan shrugged and moved to pick up five steel rods and slowly he carried them across the yard to the pile. He smiled slightly and raised one hand in a wave to a young black haired male. The other male grinned and waved back. He pointed quickly at his watch and Gohan nodded. The other male nodded back and returned to moving the large blocks of bricks.
Gohan walked away from his friend and walked quickly back over to his work place and started lifting the heavy bars of steel, still lifting five at a time and walking back over to where his friend stood. The male smirked and mouthed 'can't get enough of me huh?'
'Funny' Gohan mouthed back. He carefully dropped the steel rods and waved to his friend before he wandered back to his work place.
Hours passed as Gohan moved load after load of steel rods to where his friend stood. All too soon, he ran out of steel rods at his first work place and had to go to another one to continue his work. He walked quickly across the yard toward his next work place cursing slightly as he saw a familiar spiky black haired warrior he really didn't want to deal with. He tried to move away but he saw his boss motion to the place Gohan was headed to. His boss seemed so pleased that Gohan was headed to the right place without being told that Gohan swallowed his pride and walked toward the work place. He walked over carefully dodging Yamcha and started picking up steel rods.
Gohan jumped when he felt something touch his shoulder. He dropped the steel rods, swerved around, and stared silently into Yamcha's black eyes.
"We need to talk."
Gohan stared at Yamcha's mouth and was surprised to see that Yamcha was using words. Gohan looked away and struggled to keep from laughing. When he was able to compose himself, Gohan turned back toward Yamcha and mouthed back. 'I can't hear you. All you need to do is mouth the words. And up yours.'
Yamcha narrowed his eyes. 'What time is your lunch?'
'In one hour' Gohan mouthed flipping Yamcha the bird.
'We need to talk.'
Gohan shook his head. 'I need to work and you, I don't know what you need to do, but you need to go away.' Gohan flipped Yamcha the bird again and leaned down to pick up the steel rods.
'Move.'
Yamcha stood silently in Gohan's way and glared silently. 'Are you going to talk to me?'
'Move. I'm working.'
Yamcha continued to stand in Gohan's way so he raised one hand threateningly. Yamcha looked from Gohan's raised hand to his blank face with a look of disgust. He said nothing as he glared at the younger warrior. Gohan glared but nodded slightly before stepping past the scar faced warrior and continued working. He walked quickly through the site and dropped the steel rods down without looking at the second brick worker. He turned and walked back pleased to see that Yamcha was nowhere in sight.
He moved quickly and got two more loads moved before steam started shooting from the house they were working with. Gohan tensed and swerved to face the house, ready to protect his co-workers if need be, but he relaxed as the white smoke billowed out followed by a loud blast that made everyone but Gohan jump.
Gohan placed the rods back down on the ground and glared hatefully as Yamcha came walking quickly toward him. Gohan glanced sideways and grinned as he saw his friend walking quickly toward him. Gohan waved the boy to come over just as Yamcha stopped in front of him.
Gohan glared silently over at Yamcha for a long moment before he reached up and carefully removed his earplugs, just in time for the horn to blast again. Gohan grabbed his ears flinching in pain.
"Gohan" Yamcha said. "We need to talk."
"Go to hell."
"You have to talk to me."
Gohan lifted his head and glared hatefully into Yamcha's face. His black eyes flickered to blue-green and his hair flashed blonde before he growled, "Why do I have to talk to you?"
Yamcha backed up a step from the venom in Gohan's voice. He looked slightly nervous.
"Why should I talk to you?" Gohan demanded. "Because of you my parents are dead. Because of you I have to raise my baby brother. Because of you Goten screams in the middle of the night. Because of you my little brother has never had a mother or a father. So don't tell me I have to talk to you Yamcha."
Gohan glared daggers at the warrior who stepped back away from him with fear in his dark eyes. Gohan stood there trying to keep from screaming out his and his brother's pain to the heavens. He felt his friend step up beside him and felt an arm go around his shoulders. Gohan tensed up under the arm and tried to keep his face emotionless. Yamcha stared silently at him for a long moment then opened his mouth to speak.
"Gohan, Yamcha, Bones, it is time for lunch." Yamcha swerved around to face their boss as the tall, lanky man walked over to them. His pale face became filled with worry as his pinkish eyes moved from one worker to the next. His white hair was pulled back into a long ponytail so the slight breeze didn't mess with it.
"What is going on here?"
"We were just talking boss" Yamcha said softly.
Gohan lowered his head and struggled to keep from flinching. "Sorry boss, I let my anger get the best of me."
The boss nodded slightly as he watched the young warrior. "Maybe you should go home now Gohan."
Gohan nodded slightly but said nothing as he and his friend walked back to the main building.
"Thanks Bones" Gohan said when they got halfway to the building.
Bones grinned slightly over at his friend before teasing him. "Well I couldn't just let my favorite humanoid get himself in trouble could I? Then I wouldn't have anyone to mess with at lunch."
Gohan ducked out from under Bones' arm and gave him a strange look. Bones glanced over at his best friend and burst out laughing.
"I'm just kidded Gohan."
Gohan continued to eye his best friend for a long moment and he took a careful step sideways. Bones laughed all the harder then ducked through the door into the building. Gohan just barely stopped in time to not run into the wall. Bones grinned over his shoulder at him and waited patiently.
"Might as well eat lunch with me before you leave."
Gohan grinned half-heartedly over at his friend and struggled for sarcasm. "Maybe not, I don't want to have to worry about you jumping me while I eat."
Bones busted out laughing again and playfully punched his friend on the arm. "You worry; I'm the one who has to worry about something. It is always the shy, quiet ones you have to worry about."
Gohan smiled slightly and continued to walk with his friend. The two collapsed in a corner table away from the other workers. Without another word, they started to eat their lunch.
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