Title: A New Path
Rating: PG-13 (to be safe and for possible future stuff)
Summary: Harry is adopted by his distant relatives, the Sons, when he is younger and grows up as a big brother to Gohan. HPDBZ crossover
Disclaimer: I don't own either of these.
Arthur's Note: Wow! I would like to thank everyone who reviewed.
The silence was suffocating leaving Bulma prisoner to her thoughts. The regret and frustration from allowing that demon to take poor Gohan filled her making her wish to do something, anything just to forget.
She didn't know how to take the boy lying unconscious on the hospital bed. He was crueler then most children she had met, no, not exactly cruel just distant and guarded, yet she had heard him laughing and playing with his brother on the other side of the island. And then there was how hard he had tried to save his brother from Raditz even though Raditz was stronger then even Goku.
They had simply stood shaking with fear watching Raditz take Gohan. They never made an attempt to save the boy and she would forever regret that. Silently she shook her head realizing that regret was pointless but impossible to avoid all the same.
There was also how Harry was… different. She didn't know how the boy caused the fire nor why there were no burns but the power he displayed wasn't the only odd thing that involved this boy.
The doctors had said he would die, they told them there was little to no chance of survival and even if he did live he would most likely never walk again. The house's wood had been shot through his skin and many of his bones had been broken. Chi-Chi had been horrified. She spent the night by his side, awake and crying, thinking he would die any minute.
Later the doctors returned with results from some test looking flustered and concerned. The boy was healing at a phenomenal rate. His bones healed as if they were being glued back together and the doctors were at a loss at to why. Soon Harry was completely healed but he continued to sleep. The doctor didn't know why but theorized that his body was exhausted from healing himself. There was a glint in the doctor's eyes, one of greed and excitement which Bulma worried about but the others were too relieved that he would be ok. She had seen that glint before; it was always in the eyes of their competitors.
A shiver of fear passed through her as she remembered how demonic he had looked with his arm glowing black and his eyes green. She hadn't seen his eyes flicker red or else she would have been even more concerned.
Bulma watched the boy as chest rose up and down and his mother slept, her head lying by his side. He didn't look demonic now, just like a tired little boy. Smiling that her friend finally got some sleep, Bulma stood up, unable to stand the silence much longer. She walked over to the window and looked up at the moon; it was a full moon tonight, well almost full.
It reminded Bulma of her adventures in childhood when Goku was just a curious innocent boy and the world seemed much simpler. She guessed it wasn't that things were simpler it was just that back then she had a sense of immortally.
Harry jerked upward gasping at the pain that shot through his body, every movement cause him to ache. He could ignore it, he decided looking around the room. Noticing his mother was asleep he tried not to disturb her as he climbed toward the edge of the bed, clearly attempting to get out of bed but soon found his body entirely exhausted. He had never felt this tire before and was almost panting at the small amount of effort.
"Don't get up!" Bulma said slightly louder then she intended running to he boy intending to stop him.
"Shut up." Harry stubbornly continued his attempt putting one foot on the floor then the next. The floor was cold.
"Don't give me attitude, young man!" Bulma screeched waking up Krillin. She couldn't help it, here she was worrying about this boy and he gave her sass as repayment.
"You're not worth the effort," Harry hissed mostly from the pain as he put full weight on his legs grabbing the bed to support him. "Now, be a good doggy and close your mouth, your going to wake my mother."
Bulma was shocked at his attitude assuming it was simple disrespect not yet realizing Harry was trying to protect himself from looking weak. Not being able to walk was defendant a weakness and he didn't like strangers seeing him weak.
Crossing her arms she looked angrily at the boy who glared up with complete defiance. Krillin yawned loudly stretching and rumbling his eyes as he stood.
"Harry! Get back in bed! Your moms going to kill us!" Krillin yelled out throwing his arms up as to tell Harry to stop.
"Great, I'm surrounded by idiots," Harry mumbled as Chi-Chi woke up.
She was slow to comprehension but soon remembered what had happened and launched herself towards Harry sobbing unrecognizable words and griping him tightly which besides paining Harry made him very nervous. He was quick to pry himself away from his mother eyeing Bulma and Krillin nervously.
Chi-Chi saw this action and realized her decision was for the best.
"Where's Gohan?" Harry asked quickly surveying the room. "And Goku?"
Chi-Chi began to cry again but this time silent sobbing. Harry inwardly cringed, he hated crying. He also knew if Chi-Chi had not berated him about being out of bed it must have been bad.
"Mother, where are they?" He hissed looking at the downward glance of Bulma and the nervous nature of Krillin.
Krillin was the one to speak up stumbling with his words but knowing the others wouldn't come forth and say anything. "Goku's dead… Gohan was taken by Piccolo."
Harry's world crashed. Suddenly things started to clash forming thought he didn't want to think. He was too weak to protect his brother, how he hated the word 'weak'.
"But we can bring Goku back… and I don't think Piccolo will kill Gohan," Krillin mumbled Bulma glaring him at his blunt response but Harry didn't care… he failed his brother.
"Gohan will be fine, Harry. The reason Piccolo has taken him is so that he can train to fight a coming threat. You know the man who stole Gohan, his friends are coming to earth in a year and Gohan needs to be ready to… fight." Bulma talked to him as if he was a child and Harry hates that.
"You let a demon abduct my brother and you plan to let a six year old fight those monsters!" Harry was fuming. How dare they! Gohan was kind, sweet, and most importantly his younger brother.
"Harry!" Chi-Chi said disapprovingly. "Show respect they are your elders."
"They maybe older than me but they are I no way smarter then me. They are not my betters, they are not even my equal!" Harry growled his brow scrunched up.
"Harry Son! You better be quiet or you'll be grounded!"
Normally Harry was not this out spoken towards his mother but his anger clouded his better judgment. "No! And you will not grown me because I'm going to busy training." His eyes glowed slightly.
"What?"
"I am going to fight with my brother."
"No, your not." Chi-Chi was worried, she couldn't lose another family member.
"I am and you can't stop me." Harry was determined to protect his brother, and would defy his mother to do it.
"You," Harry pointed at Krillin. "Father told me that you fought with him and I need a trainer to teach me how to use my ki and learn other fighting techniques. I want you to train me."
Krillin looked shocked but quickly hid it with a stubborn resistance. This child was a danger to himself if he wanted to fight super strong aliens with only a years training. "No," Krillin responded stiffly.
"Why not?" Harry asked the anger as wearing away leaving him with the stiff nervousness and the realization of just how weak he felt. He felt his knees buckle under him as he grabbed the bed stopping his fall.
"You'll be killed, kid." Krillin smiled. "Just let the adults take care of this."
Harry growled hating being insulted.
"I will find a trainer."
Finally Harry was forced to get back on the bed. His anger had produced magic and caused his already depleted stores much strain call upon his life energy instead.
The people watched nervously as the youth closed his eyes and fell back asleep.
Two days passed before Harry woke up. Krillin had partial blamed himself but could not send the youth to his death. Chi-Chi almost had a nervous break down and the doctors were baffled at why he collapsed.
He was strangely reserved when he woke. They had expected another angry break out but were met with a cold distant child once again.
Chi-Chi informed him of her decision. He made no protest yet inwardly he was disgusted, he did not wish to live with other people. He would be permanently on his guard. Still he just nodded and accepted that he would be living with Bulma. Maybe this would make finding a trainer easier.