Author's Note: So yeah, just decided to keep on writing, so here's some more, let me know what you think, enjoy!
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The Temporary Blues- Realizations
Time comes when you have to choose
An occupation you can use
Well, they say it should be something you like
But hard times just don't allow
A poor boy to be choosy how he provides
How you get by
Gohan finished his trek back up to the families small home in the forest clearing just after the sun sank below the horizon. Gohan sardonically thought the mysterious light of dusk fit his latest ponderings rather well. Upon opening the door, Gohan was greeted by the familiar aromas of his mother's cooking and was ushered in to sit down next to his brother at the table. Chi Chi immediately began piling dishes in front of her sons at the same time as reprimanding Gohan for being late for dinner. He didn't ignore his mother's admonishment, but after years of the same threats, cooking his own dinners, washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen, the words went in one ear, were judged for a moment then chose to exit out the other. For Gohan, this was part of the routine, another piece of the strangely detached life he was living.
Finishing up his last bowl of rice, Gohan thanked his mother and proceeded to be dragged to the family room by his rambunctious little brother. Goten wanted him to admire his latest art project, also known as, destroy the living room by throwing each and every couch cushion around the room and setting up his favorite action figures ready for battle across the landscape of pillows. The design of the mess was at a larger scale and more intricately designed than usual, Gohan deduced Trunks must have come over to play earlier that day. As Goten set out reenacting the epic fight, Gohan watched him play, a puzzled expression crossing adolescent features. Gohan realized that he couldn't remember a time he actually ever got to play make believe battles, there was never time for childish fun, besides, his only friends were all adults anyway. Gohan was pulled out of his reverie by an incessant tugging on his pinky finger.
"Goan come play!"
Gohan stood for another moment before picking up Goten and hanging him upside down by his ankles. This elicited a series of squeals of laugher and demands to be put down. After swinging his little brother a few times in circles, Gohan set him down on the ground and was subsequently tackled by the child. Even though he knew the same strong blood ran through their veins Gohan was always surprised by the amount of strength the tiny boy had, he didn't think he was ever this strong at that age. The wrestling ended with a giggling Goten sitting on top of his big brother's belly and calling to their mother to tell her "I beat up Goan!". At the arrival of Chi Chi in the living room, she picked up her youngest while accessing the mess and proceeded to usher the child upstairs to get ready for bed, of course not without protest.
"Go on Goten, it's time for bed, and no pouting I already let you stay up a half hour more to play with your brother!" With a gentle push on his bottom, Goten trudged up the stairs to put on his pajamas while Chi Chi turned around and began picking up the living room. Gohan picked himself up and helped his mother by grabbing the toy bin and putting away the action figures, all had survived the battle to play another day.
"Gohan…" Gohan was pulled out of his thoughts by his mother's attempt to start a conversation, he waited for her to continue. "Gohan…are you happy?" The question was the last thing he expected to come out of his mother's mouth at the moment. The shock was succeeded by a pause of silence. "I mean I'm not trying to accuse you or anything dear, it's just. You seem so much more quite than usual and even more lost in your thoughts it seems." Gohan nodded his head, but quickly remarked that he was fine, though he thought not even Mrs. Briefs would buy that statement. "Gohan, you know you can always talk to me.." Chi Chi paused, Gohan thought she looked like she wanted to say more, but instead she pulled him into a tight hug. It had been awhile since Gohan had received one of his mother's bear hugs, his recent growth spurt changing the familiar feel of the hug because he was now quite a bit taller than his mother. Nothing can stay the same.
Chi Chi released her son from her embrace with a smile and looked up into his eyes. She always thought her oldest had much older sadder eyes than anyone she knew, even since he was a baby, before their simple life changed. Chi Chi knew she was known as the crazy one of the bunch, too much temper, too strict. All she knew was she loved her family fiercely and wanted to protect and help her boys in the only ways she knew how. "Oh Gohan you're so grown up." She remarked quietly to herself aware that her son probably heard. "But that doesn't mean you still don't have to go to bed, off you go." Chi Chi ordered her son up the stairs much like she had previously done except without the protest.
Gohan climbed the stairs up to his room and shut the door, Goten was already out cold, clearly worn out from the day. Gohan slowly started changing into his pajamas, thinking about what had just transgressed. He couldn't help but feel melancholy, the thing he hated most of all was worrying people, especially those he loved, and obviously his mom was worried about him. Quietly opening the door, Gohan crossed the hall into the bathroom to wash up. Looking into the mirror, into a face with all the same features as his father and brother, but with a much different perspective on life, Gohan had made up his mind, something had to change.
