Finals are OVER! But summer school is going to start soon... I guess I
beats taking the class later. Recently, back in my English class... ( like
three days before finals began...) my English teacher was helping me with
some grammar stuff I was having trouble with... Anyways, she stated that my
writing was Past Perfect tense... and I was like... what? I don't want to
go into the major details of the rule... but is short terms... she stated
that I use the word 'had' in much of my writing! I thought about it, and as
always... the teacher was right. She also explained that it was a rare for
a person to write in that tense... so I'm kind of like in a 'Heh...' mood
for that issue. Anyways... enough of my pointless ramblings... on to
this... somewhat depressing fic... I honestly feel that this chapter will
have a bit of action in it... Especially since Chichi gets to see Kakarot
for the first time in about ten years...
What Happened Father?
Chapter 4
"... doing... kay... survive?... But... inform Chichi?" Kakarot was only gaining bits and pieces of this small conversation. He had inwardly winced since he was in so much pain! His eyes were closed, and he didn't know where exactly he was due to the fact he was no longer lying on the soft dirt, but on a hard, cold, metal surface. Boy did his back and stomach hurt!
"... Is she coming soon?" the saiyan heard as he remained still. Maybe if he could listen just a bit more... he might be able to get useful information...
"Yes, Gohan. She didn't seem to believe me at first though," stated a woman. A strong voice she had; she was most likely powerful in this world somehow and some way. He was ever right to be thinking that about the smartest and richest woman on this planet.
He then heard a man sigh. "I just hope he doesn't cause any trouble..." It wasn't a man. Kakarot recognized the voice belonging to the teen boy he fought earlier. "Mom will be completely heart broken if he tried to harm her in any way..."
"I agree kiddo..." stated the woman once more in the room. "He has been gone for ten years... who knows what had happened to his poor innocent soul?"
"Innocent?" asked Kakarot softly. He slightly snorted, how could HE be innocent? He was a fierce warrior in Frieza's army! He shifted ever so slightly, and the room seemed to become very still.
"We know you're up..." stated the teenage boy from a different part of the room. He sounded closer that the last time... Kakarot opened his eyes noticing the teenaged boy only about a meter away from him. The evil saiyan sat up from lying on the metal table, a medical table to be more exact. He rubbed his forehead and his stomach, a migraine and the soreness of his stomach became over whelming for him to bear without trying to rub it out.
"Are you hungry?" Kakarot looked up to the woman. Not was she JUST a woman, she had blue hair! It was indeed amazing... "Are you?" she asked him.
The full-blooded saiyan stared at her for a few moments before his stomach answered the question for him. It made a loud growl. A sweatdrop fell from both of the adults' forehead. "I'll take that as a yes..." she stated as she walked over to a television screen. Pressing a few buttons, a person's face popped on screen.
A random person's face appeared. "Hello Miss Briefs! What can I do for you today?" the person asked. The person was more of a chef... a five star chef.
Bulma smiled to the man, "Yes, I would like for you to send down that food I asked you to make earlier... I assume that you are finished..."
"Yes, of course Miss Briefs! The finishing touches are being completed!" he stated. Bulma nodded.
"Make sure they're down here with in the next few moments. Thanks!" Bulma pressed the button and the man's face left the screen. She turned back around with a smile and faced the saiyan who frowned back at her. "You're food will be here very soon." She quickly looked to Gohan, "If you wouldn't mind watching Goku for now..."
"KAKAROT!" snapped the saiyan with a snarl.
Bulma crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "Okay... Please watch KAKAROT while I'm gone." Gohan gave a nod as the scientist left the room seconds later. Gohan turned back from the door to face his father. Goku did not look like a happy camper, he wasn't one either! The teen looked down to the ground as he twiddled his thumbs.
The silence was unnerving to the teen... but it was golden to the brutal saiyan. Gohan slowly looked up to his father and tried to start a conversation.
"So..." Gohan noticed the saiyan man turn to face him, obviously pissed. "You don't remember?"
Kakarot snorted, "Don't remember?" he asked back smartly, "I remember enough, but none of my memories are of this damn planet." His inner voice began to scream at him. Okay... so maybe it was a small lie... nothing big... right?
"I see..." whispered the teen. The looked back to the ground, this conversation stuff was really hard! "Why haven't you tried to escape?" asked Gohan looking back to the saiyan. Kakarot snorted.
"Haven't your parents told you to keep out of others business?" Boy, was this man ever rude. Gohan had slightly winced at the saiyans' tone of voice. He didn't have to be so cruel...
"My mom never tells me that, to tell you the truth..." replied Gohan quietly.
"Then what about your father, boy? Hasn't he taught you a thing or two?" asked Kakarot leaning back onto the hard medical bed. The room seemed to become tense, but the saiyan didn't seem to mind as he watched the teen's discomfort.
"He's been gone for ten years..." replied Gohan. "I was only a child when he left... and it was to save this planet..." Gohan's eyes lowered.
Kakarot looked to the boy and a dark chuckle could be heard rumbling in his throat. "He must have been foolish. To leave like that, and to never return; I bet he didn't want to come back." Gohan's back straitened as he glared to the saiyan.
"That's not true!" exclaimed the teen. "He will come back! He is back!"
"Back?" asked Kakarot. A smirk could be seen gracing his mocking lips. "Then PLEASE bring him to me, I would LOVE to meet him." Gohan glared at his father,
"I think you have already MET him. It may be him physically..." the teen paused; his bottom lip began to tremble. "But I think he's dead spiritually..." Kakarot gave a loud mocking laugh; tears could be seen falling down his eyes.
"Oh please! That is the STUPIDEST explanation I have ever heard!" his laughter continued. Gohan's face remained emotionless, that was until the door to the lab swung open. Kakarot's laughter died down as he noticed a woman. Charcoal colored hair and eyes matched her completely as they looked around the room looking for something, or more like someone. And then they landed on Kakarot, for some strange reason... she seemed oddly familiar...
Chichi remained frozen in the doorway as she gazed upon her husband. He was back, and that was all that mattered to her at the moment.
"GOKU!" she exclaimed as she ran to him wrapping her arms around his wrapped up torso. Not thinking of the wounds that were covered up, she clung as tightly as she possibly could. Tears began to stream down her eyes and sobs could be heard coming out of her mouth. She completely ignored her son's protests as he watched on worried beyond belief.
Kakarot didn't know what hit him for a few seconds. First there was this woman at the door, and the next thing he knew was she was clinging to him for dear life! He didn't like having the discomfort of his wounds being reopened, and he didn't like screaming women flinging themselves into his arms. He has enough of that at the space station he lived on, but for some strange reason... it didn't feel right when other women tried to win him over. And here was this woman... a small, weak female who was sobbing all over him. He didn't understand why he didn't attack her, or kill her... No, she was different. She wiped her eyes as she kept one arm wrapped around his neck; her actions were completely bizarre to him... but he seemed to welcome them all...
"I... I can't believe you're back..." She sniffed quietly smiled to him, "I knew you would come back soon... I just knew it!" she went back to clinging to his neck. Kakarot just sat there doing nothing; he didn't exactly know WHAT to do. He wanted her off... but then again... he wanted her to remain where she was. And he slowly seemed to go into a trance... that was until...
"CHICHI!" The couple turned to find Bulma rushing in gasping with the chef on the other side of the room with a meal that would feed an army. Goku snarled at his unknown wife shoving her off of him as if a piece of filth. Chichi slammed onto the cold, tiled floor beside Bulma. Her head made a sickening crack as it hit the floor and she was immediately knocked unconscious. The scientist, chef, and teen gasped as Kakarot seemed to dust himself off; Gohan snarled at his father, and lunged at him. Quickly but swiftly, he rammed his fist into the saiyans' stomach; it was indeed a weak spot, which caused him to scream out in pain. Small bits of blood were spit out by the elder saiyan as he coughed up, and Gohan stood there glaring at his father, completely enraged and disgusted with his actions.
"Bulma..." started Gohan as he looked up to her. She turned to him with a worried look. "I think we should leave 'Kakarot' in this room alone as he eats. This room IS saiyan proof..." The scientist nodded as she helped to bring in the food.
"Gohan, take your mother to the living room... I think we need to have a chat with her... Some things will be changing in her life..." stated Bulma as she finished setting the last of the food trays in the room. Gohan did as he was told. He picked his fallen mother up, and took her up the stairs to a more comfortable room. The chef left along side with Bulma, and she closed the door locking it behind her.
Kakarot's coughing fit had subsided and he was left on the ground. Why had he done that? He attacked a woman, and she most likely deserved it... didn't she? For the first time in ten years, he felt a small pang of guilt in his gut, however quickly waved it as hunger. But before he dug in his meal, he opened up a secret pocket in his uniform, which held a communicator for emergencies. He pressed the button and waited. The saiyan prince' face came on the screen.
"What is it that you want third class?" asked the arrogant saiyan as he glared into the screen. Kakarot gave a weak chuckle as he rubbed his swollen stomach, damn did it hurt!
"There's more trouble on this planet than I thought," stated the saiyan as he coughed up a bit of blood. The prince noticed this, and raised an eyebrow.
"What planet is it that you are on?" asked Vegeta.
"831GY73, Quadrant 2 of Star Galaxy 18," some beeping could be heard as the prince looked down, then back to the screen, "and the planet?" asked Vegeta.
"Earth," replied Kakarot. Vegeta nodded.
"I'll get Nappa and Raditz. We'll be on our way shortly," the screen went back. Kakarot sighed and a smirk soon graced his lips. Soon... soon he would get out of this hellhole of a mess... or so he thought...
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What Happened Father?
Chapter 4
"... doing... kay... survive?... But... inform Chichi?" Kakarot was only gaining bits and pieces of this small conversation. He had inwardly winced since he was in so much pain! His eyes were closed, and he didn't know where exactly he was due to the fact he was no longer lying on the soft dirt, but on a hard, cold, metal surface. Boy did his back and stomach hurt!
"... Is she coming soon?" the saiyan heard as he remained still. Maybe if he could listen just a bit more... he might be able to get useful information...
"Yes, Gohan. She didn't seem to believe me at first though," stated a woman. A strong voice she had; she was most likely powerful in this world somehow and some way. He was ever right to be thinking that about the smartest and richest woman on this planet.
He then heard a man sigh. "I just hope he doesn't cause any trouble..." It wasn't a man. Kakarot recognized the voice belonging to the teen boy he fought earlier. "Mom will be completely heart broken if he tried to harm her in any way..."
"I agree kiddo..." stated the woman once more in the room. "He has been gone for ten years... who knows what had happened to his poor innocent soul?"
"Innocent?" asked Kakarot softly. He slightly snorted, how could HE be innocent? He was a fierce warrior in Frieza's army! He shifted ever so slightly, and the room seemed to become very still.
"We know you're up..." stated the teenage boy from a different part of the room. He sounded closer that the last time... Kakarot opened his eyes noticing the teenaged boy only about a meter away from him. The evil saiyan sat up from lying on the metal table, a medical table to be more exact. He rubbed his forehead and his stomach, a migraine and the soreness of his stomach became over whelming for him to bear without trying to rub it out.
"Are you hungry?" Kakarot looked up to the woman. Not was she JUST a woman, she had blue hair! It was indeed amazing... "Are you?" she asked him.
The full-blooded saiyan stared at her for a few moments before his stomach answered the question for him. It made a loud growl. A sweatdrop fell from both of the adults' forehead. "I'll take that as a yes..." she stated as she walked over to a television screen. Pressing a few buttons, a person's face popped on screen.
A random person's face appeared. "Hello Miss Briefs! What can I do for you today?" the person asked. The person was more of a chef... a five star chef.
Bulma smiled to the man, "Yes, I would like for you to send down that food I asked you to make earlier... I assume that you are finished..."
"Yes, of course Miss Briefs! The finishing touches are being completed!" he stated. Bulma nodded.
"Make sure they're down here with in the next few moments. Thanks!" Bulma pressed the button and the man's face left the screen. She turned back around with a smile and faced the saiyan who frowned back at her. "You're food will be here very soon." She quickly looked to Gohan, "If you wouldn't mind watching Goku for now..."
"KAKAROT!" snapped the saiyan with a snarl.
Bulma crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "Okay... Please watch KAKAROT while I'm gone." Gohan gave a nod as the scientist left the room seconds later. Gohan turned back from the door to face his father. Goku did not look like a happy camper, he wasn't one either! The teen looked down to the ground as he twiddled his thumbs.
The silence was unnerving to the teen... but it was golden to the brutal saiyan. Gohan slowly looked up to his father and tried to start a conversation.
"So..." Gohan noticed the saiyan man turn to face him, obviously pissed. "You don't remember?"
Kakarot snorted, "Don't remember?" he asked back smartly, "I remember enough, but none of my memories are of this damn planet." His inner voice began to scream at him. Okay... so maybe it was a small lie... nothing big... right?
"I see..." whispered the teen. The looked back to the ground, this conversation stuff was really hard! "Why haven't you tried to escape?" asked Gohan looking back to the saiyan. Kakarot snorted.
"Haven't your parents told you to keep out of others business?" Boy, was this man ever rude. Gohan had slightly winced at the saiyans' tone of voice. He didn't have to be so cruel...
"My mom never tells me that, to tell you the truth..." replied Gohan quietly.
"Then what about your father, boy? Hasn't he taught you a thing or two?" asked Kakarot leaning back onto the hard medical bed. The room seemed to become tense, but the saiyan didn't seem to mind as he watched the teen's discomfort.
"He's been gone for ten years..." replied Gohan. "I was only a child when he left... and it was to save this planet..." Gohan's eyes lowered.
Kakarot looked to the boy and a dark chuckle could be heard rumbling in his throat. "He must have been foolish. To leave like that, and to never return; I bet he didn't want to come back." Gohan's back straitened as he glared to the saiyan.
"That's not true!" exclaimed the teen. "He will come back! He is back!"
"Back?" asked Kakarot. A smirk could be seen gracing his mocking lips. "Then PLEASE bring him to me, I would LOVE to meet him." Gohan glared at his father,
"I think you have already MET him. It may be him physically..." the teen paused; his bottom lip began to tremble. "But I think he's dead spiritually..." Kakarot gave a loud mocking laugh; tears could be seen falling down his eyes.
"Oh please! That is the STUPIDEST explanation I have ever heard!" his laughter continued. Gohan's face remained emotionless, that was until the door to the lab swung open. Kakarot's laughter died down as he noticed a woman. Charcoal colored hair and eyes matched her completely as they looked around the room looking for something, or more like someone. And then they landed on Kakarot, for some strange reason... she seemed oddly familiar...
Chichi remained frozen in the doorway as she gazed upon her husband. He was back, and that was all that mattered to her at the moment.
"GOKU!" she exclaimed as she ran to him wrapping her arms around his wrapped up torso. Not thinking of the wounds that were covered up, she clung as tightly as she possibly could. Tears began to stream down her eyes and sobs could be heard coming out of her mouth. She completely ignored her son's protests as he watched on worried beyond belief.
Kakarot didn't know what hit him for a few seconds. First there was this woman at the door, and the next thing he knew was she was clinging to him for dear life! He didn't like having the discomfort of his wounds being reopened, and he didn't like screaming women flinging themselves into his arms. He has enough of that at the space station he lived on, but for some strange reason... it didn't feel right when other women tried to win him over. And here was this woman... a small, weak female who was sobbing all over him. He didn't understand why he didn't attack her, or kill her... No, she was different. She wiped her eyes as she kept one arm wrapped around his neck; her actions were completely bizarre to him... but he seemed to welcome them all...
"I... I can't believe you're back..." She sniffed quietly smiled to him, "I knew you would come back soon... I just knew it!" she went back to clinging to his neck. Kakarot just sat there doing nothing; he didn't exactly know WHAT to do. He wanted her off... but then again... he wanted her to remain where she was. And he slowly seemed to go into a trance... that was until...
"CHICHI!" The couple turned to find Bulma rushing in gasping with the chef on the other side of the room with a meal that would feed an army. Goku snarled at his unknown wife shoving her off of him as if a piece of filth. Chichi slammed onto the cold, tiled floor beside Bulma. Her head made a sickening crack as it hit the floor and she was immediately knocked unconscious. The scientist, chef, and teen gasped as Kakarot seemed to dust himself off; Gohan snarled at his father, and lunged at him. Quickly but swiftly, he rammed his fist into the saiyans' stomach; it was indeed a weak spot, which caused him to scream out in pain. Small bits of blood were spit out by the elder saiyan as he coughed up, and Gohan stood there glaring at his father, completely enraged and disgusted with his actions.
"Bulma..." started Gohan as he looked up to her. She turned to him with a worried look. "I think we should leave 'Kakarot' in this room alone as he eats. This room IS saiyan proof..." The scientist nodded as she helped to bring in the food.
"Gohan, take your mother to the living room... I think we need to have a chat with her... Some things will be changing in her life..." stated Bulma as she finished setting the last of the food trays in the room. Gohan did as he was told. He picked his fallen mother up, and took her up the stairs to a more comfortable room. The chef left along side with Bulma, and she closed the door locking it behind her.
Kakarot's coughing fit had subsided and he was left on the ground. Why had he done that? He attacked a woman, and she most likely deserved it... didn't she? For the first time in ten years, he felt a small pang of guilt in his gut, however quickly waved it as hunger. But before he dug in his meal, he opened up a secret pocket in his uniform, which held a communicator for emergencies. He pressed the button and waited. The saiyan prince' face came on the screen.
"What is it that you want third class?" asked the arrogant saiyan as he glared into the screen. Kakarot gave a weak chuckle as he rubbed his swollen stomach, damn did it hurt!
"There's more trouble on this planet than I thought," stated the saiyan as he coughed up a bit of blood. The prince noticed this, and raised an eyebrow.
"What planet is it that you are on?" asked Vegeta.
"831GY73, Quadrant 2 of Star Galaxy 18," some beeping could be heard as the prince looked down, then back to the screen, "and the planet?" asked Vegeta.
"Earth," replied Kakarot. Vegeta nodded.
"I'll get Nappa and Raditz. We'll be on our way shortly," the screen went back. Kakarot sighed and a smirk soon graced his lips. Soon... soon he would get out of this hellhole of a mess... or so he thought...
Now... all I can say is... REVIEW! Kays? Thanks!