~Memoir's of a Survivor~
Chapter 4 – Birth
Peace, it was a funny thing. Gohan could remember it, a long time ago when he was just getting a hang on talking. He had to chuckle at the fact that his father and mother had been left alone long enough for him to be born in the first place. Seriously, from alien uncles kidnapping him to the one and only ruler of the universe barring down on their poor little planet, it was miraculous in itself that he was able to come to this world in the first place. The Kami's and Kai's above seemed to have it out from them for a while there. But for the past few years, they finally got their chance to enjoy the peace they had all worked so hard for.
Goku, Gohan, and Chi-Chi were currently eating away at all the food the one house-wife had made for their dinner. It was quiet, and happy. They were together. It was great.
They all were startled, catching their attentions when their phone rang. Chi-Chi got up, knowing full well that the other two weren't going to bother with food still on the table. Picking up the phone wired to the wall, she cleared her throat before talking into the device.
"Hello? Son residence...oh, hello Bulma! It's good to hear from you again … Oh no, we're just eating … in a few days? Well no, I don't think we have anything going on that day. Why? … A party sound's like fun! But what's the occasion? … A baby! ... W-who's is it?"
Goku and Gohan's head popped up at that. A baby? Who had a baby. Chi-Chi's face was starting to pail as well, something that caught their eye. What was bothering her so much. Who's was it?
"Y...you're serious? … Well … I mean, really? … Oh no, we'll be there … Ya … See ya then … bye..."
And with a click, the conversation came to and end. Chi-Chi slowly started to make her way towards the table, plopping her self down into her chair once she reached it. Goku, ever so slowly, decided it was okay to start eating again and so did just that. Gohan however was a tad more curious than he was hungry.
"What was that about mom? Who had a baby?"
Chi-Chi slowly looked up, still not completely shaken off her stupor. "Bulma..."
"Oh," said Goku, mouth full of food as he spoke. "Bulma? She and Yamcha finally got to it huh?"
Chi-Chi only shook her head, staring into the nothingness that was her plate of food. "It isn't Yamcha's..."
"It isn't Yamcha's? Then who's?" questioned Gohan just before taking another bite of food. Who else would Bulma had a kid with?
"Vegeta..."
What was left of the noodles hanging out of Goku's mouth suddenly shot into his mouth with more velocity than they needed. His eyes went cross and he started to pound on his chest so he could get some air. What food was in Gohan's mouth was instantly swallowed, his mind racing as it tried to figure out if he had heard right. Goku then fell backwards in his chair, still pounding on his chest to try and get the food stuck in his throat down the rest of the way.
After a few moments, and one massive swallow of food later, Goku was back on his feet as he caught his breath, while Chi-Chi and Gohan made sure he was okay.
-Memoir Chapter 3-
Thanks to the dragonballs, everyone is alive. Who knows what the results of the ruler of the universe suddenly dying will have on everything, but that isn't for us to worry about. I've been keeping up with my mother's homework, and she's even been talking about letting me go to a public school so I can make some friends my age. I like the friend idea, but the school part kind of makes me nervous. I guess it all kind of makes me nervous to be honest. But I don't have to worry about that for a while, so I'm not going to. Even better news, mom's letting dad train me! I'm not sure how he pulled it off, but she said it would be okay. Maybe that school thing is related. I wonder?
Krillin is working on some girl he called Maron, that dog. He only told me about it and he asked for me not to let it out so I'll stay quiet. I hope he pulls it off.
I'm not sure where Tien and Chiaotzu got off to. I haven't heard from them in a long time, though every now and then I can sense them training if I search out their powers hard enough. At least they're still okay, it will be nice to see them again.
Yamcha started playing in the major's again. Baseball really seems to be his thing, albeit a little unfair now that he's had his training with King Kai. I've seen him play a few times on the television, and he's asked us if we'd like to go to a live game some day. Me and dad like the idea, and mom say's it would be a good bonding exercise for use because it wouldn't involve us fighting. Not sure what she means by that. Me and dad go get wood and go fishing all the time.
Mr Piccolo has come by every now and then to check up on me. We train for old times sake, and I am proud that I'm catching up to him. I'm still not as strong, but I'm getting there!
The real surprise is with Bulma and Vegeta. Vegeta didn't have anywhere to go since he no longer had to answer to Frieza. I suppose him staying on earth would make sense since he now more than ever want's to beat my dad. And logic would say that he should stay at capsule corp because they seem to enjoy making gravity room's and other things for him to train with for free. He'll get stronger if he stays there for sure, but at first I was surprised that Bulma and Vegeta could even get within eyesight without yelling at each other for whatever reason. And then imagine my surprise when we got a call from Bulma a few days ago saying that she wanted to see all of us. You should have seen my dad's reaction when he heard why. In all honesty though, I did start to choke on my food too.
But to think! Bulma and Vegeta had a son, and Bulma wanted to show him to all of us at once so we're all getting together to see the new guy. Here I thought it was miraculous that I was born. This kid wasn't even on the radar. Everyone was betting on Yamcha and Bulma since they had been dating from before I was born. Well, if you could call it dating. From what I could see, it was a lot of yelling and a lot of them being apart from one another. I guess it figures that things wouldn't work out.
-End Chapter-
"Gohan! Are you done with your homework yet? We're ready to go!"
Gohan quickly put his pencil down and closed his notebook. "I'll be right there mom! I just got done!"
"Now don't you just say that so you can leave! Is it really done?"
"Yes mom!" Taking a moment to stretch after getting up from his chair, Gohan rushed out of his room towards the front door to find Goku and Chi-Chi waiting for him.
"Alright, let's get going then. I have to admit I really want to see if this is for real or not." Chi-Chi spoke, glancing at her husband. Goku just smiled, slowly taking a hold of his wife as they got ready for take off.
"I can't believe it! Vegeta, a daddy!" chuckled Goku. Any way you looked at it, if was a funny thought. Of all people, Vegeta and Bulma.
Chi-Chi glanced warily towards the ground as Goku slowly started to lift off the ground. "Uh...one of these days you should go get a driver's license Goku. So I don't have to hold onto you whenever we go anywhere."
"Well you could take the nimbus, but lately you haven't been able to ride it. I wonder why that is?" said Goku as innocent as a newborn child. Chi-Chi growled lowly, which Gohan caught but Goku seemed to manage to miss. Gohan gulped, hoping that they could get to Bulma's without anything happening.
It didn't take long, though it was a little bumpy along the way. As the three were landing onto a large balcony, they took notice of most of the gang already being inside. Gohan rushed in to say hi to the others, Goku and Chi-Chi following behind. The group turned when they heard the young pre-teen rush in, smiling happily as they waved to the last few to make it. But as Gohan and his parents got close, they all separated leaving them a straight line of site to Bulma sitting in a chair as she held a small bundle of blankets.
Gohan curiously crept closer, stretching his neck out as he tried to get a better view. Bulma smiled a motherly smile as the small boy crept up, almost nervously, to her newborn. Finally, Gohan was standing just to the side of Bulma, getting a good view of the child within the blankets. Besides the blue blankets around him, all one could see was the small boys face. His eye-brows were rather large like his father, and other saiyan's for that matter. But instead of them being black like most saiyans, this boy's hair was nearly purple, closer to his mother's blue hair rather than his father's black. He wore a little hat that covered most of his hair, which had two little spikes that looked much like little ears. A small tuff of his hair escaped its confines, curling as it poked out of the hat.
The small boys eyes, however, was what caught Gohan's gaze. They were blue, with small black dots in the center. And with those blue eyes, he was innocently looking back up at Gohan. The older half-saiyan blinked, unsure of what to do with the child watching him so intently. The small boy blinked back, imitating Gohan.
"His name is Trunks."
Gohan looked up to Bulma, finding her talking to him. Looking back down at the baby, the newly named Trunks had wiggled his hands from under the blanket and was now reaching out towards him. Before Gohan could react, Trunks had grabbed onto one of his large spikes of hair and held onto it with his baby-like grip.
"O-ouch! Hehehe, he-hey, let go! Ouch!" Everyone started to laugh at the spectacle, poor Gohan at the mercy of the baby. As Goku was laughing however, he caught sight of Vegeta leaving a doorway where he must have been watching. Quietly slipping away, Goku took after his rival as he wondered where he was going.
Goku found Vegeta standing on a balcony, looking up towards the sky as the sun burned brightly and the clouds lazily floated by. Slowly he walked up and stood beside him, unsure of how to break the silence. Finally, Vegeta did it for him.
"...what are you doing following me, Kakarrot."
Goku smiled, pointing his thumb back behind him. "I was wondering why you aren't in there with everyone else."
"Tch, I don't do mushy earthling customs. Back on Planet Vegeta, saiyans never bothered with such pointless things."
Now Goku crossed his arms, almost pouting. "But it's your son. Don't you want to show him off? You know, he'll probably be stronger than any of us. Gohan's the same way. And besides, human's may not be the strongest or the smartest species out there, but I think they got a few things like this right."
Vegeta glanced back towards the building behind him, as if he were thinking over what Goku had told him. Finally his eyes returned to Goku, a slight smirk finally forming. "Please, my Trunks will be much stronger than you or your brat. He has royal blood, after all."
Goku smiled again, happy to have Vegeta back to normal. The two turned to go in, Vegeta taking the lead. Just as Goku was passing through the doorway however, he stopped. Vegeta turned, his eyes widening slightly when he found his rival suddenly drenched in sweat, breathing harder than he should need too. He was clutching his gi in front of his chest, leaning against the side of the entrance.
"Kakarrot?"
Bulma had finally freed Gohan from her son's grip, everyone finally calming down. She couldn't remember when she had been this happy. She was a mother. She was married to a man, though he was stubborn, who loved her. All her friends were living happy lives. The world was the way it was suppose to be.
Suddenly, the door to the room where they were all standing slid open. The Z-fighters and family turned to find Vegeta holding Goku bridal style, earth's hero breathing heavily with his eyes shut tight in pain.
"Woman! Forget your pointless customs and help him!"
