The sky was no longer its beautiful bright blue color that it was early, but now it was nearly black; for night had long since fallen over the sole house, sitting up in the mountains. Sitting on the roof of the small house, Gohan sat thinking as tears streamed down his face.
"Do I even have a dad anymore?" Gohan cried out, "For what dad abandons his family, the family he says he loves."
Gohan shook his head and wiped at the tears, "You know what Dad? I'm done. I'm not going to care about someone who clearly doesn't care about me."
The pain brewed through Gohan's heart as the thoughts continued to stir in his head. Finally unable to deal with the pain anymore, Gohan reached into his pocket and pulled out the metal case from his sash and placed it on his lap.
"You know Gohan, that isn't a good habit you have there Buddy." The mysterious voice laughed.
"How would you know?" Gohan snapped.
"Well aren't we feisty today Gohan? You know I'm only trying to look out for you, after all, how many times have you blacked out due to blood lost?"
"Shut up! That is not any of your business, so just leave me alone." Gohan growled.
"Leave you alone, for what? So you can kill yourself? Look at yourself Gohan, look at all the cuts you made. How do you think your mom would feel if something happen to you, or how would Goten feel? Your mom already lost her husband; I doubt she wants to lose you too. Goten too, he lose a dad he never got to meet, does he really need to lose his big brother as well?"
"I guess you're right, but I don't know how to deal with the pain anymore. Dad, I mean Goku left and I don't know, all I know is I hurt, after all It's all my fault Goten has to grow up without a Dad, and that Mom no longer has a husband." Gohan cried out, as tears started welling up in his eyes.
"That's not true Gohan, it really isn't. Your dad chose to leave, he chose to stay dead. I thought we went over this. You're not a fault for your father's choices. Personally though, I think you made a good choice with get rid of Goku, after all he seems to hurt you more than anything."
"You're right, but can you stop calling him my dad, I want nothing to do with him anymore." Gohan answered, wiping away his tears.
"If that what you want then for now on he'll be nothing by Goku."
"Thank you, and Thank you for helping me. I guess though you can be annoying and I have never met you face to face, you are still a good friend." Gohan answered with a small smile on his face.
"I guess I could say the same thing about you. Well talk to you later for I have to go, but remember..."
"You'll be watching, I know. You tell me every time." Gohan answered, cutting the voice off.
"Big Brother, who are you talking to up there?" Goten called.
"What are you talking about there Goten? I wasn't talking to anyone." Gohan answered, stuffing the metal case back in his sash before jumping off the roof.
"I heard you talking to someone, but I didn't hear anyone else. Who were you talking to?" Goten continued asking.
"I wasn't talking too anyone, Goten." Gohan answered,
"Does that mean you were talking to yourself, Big Brother?" Goten asked.
"Yes Squirt. I was talking to myself. Now let's get you back to bed before Mom finds you missing." Gohan answered, picking up his little brother and carrying him into the house.
Once in the house, Gohan carried Goten to their room and laid him down on the bed. Looking at his little brother, Gohan smiled.
"You know Goten, we're very lucky." Gohan stated.
"Why Gohan?" Goten asked confused.
"Well you know how Dad isn't here right now, right?"
"Yeah he is in otherworld, right? Because Mommy told he went there to save the Earth."
"That is right Goten. Daddy is in otherworld, but he is always watching over us. That makes us lucky, for we have a Mommy and Grandpa who loves us and are with us and a Daddy who is always watching over us." Gohan answered, though he wanted to cringe every time he mentioned the word dad.
"I'm glad Mommy and Grandpa love us so much, and that Daddy is watching us. It makes me feel good inside." Goten answered.
"Me too, Goten. Me too." Gohan answered, though he knew it was a lie, "Okay Squirt, get some sleep. I'll be in, in a few minutes."
Gohan walked out of his room and shut the door before running into the bathroom, and slamming the door shut before locking it. Once alone inside, Gohan reached inside his sash and pulled out the metal case and opened it. Grabbing out the black handled blade, Gohan stood there holding it in his hands with his eyes locked on the shiny part of the blade.
Rolling up the sleeve on his left arm, Gohan placed the blade against the skin and smiled slightly. He moved the blade slightly across his wrist, causing a small cut.
"What do you think you are doing, Gohan?!" The voice yelled at him.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Gohan snapped.
"What do we go over earlier? You shouldn't be doing this, think of your Mom and Goten. What would happen to them if you died?"
"I'm not going to die; I'll just bleed a little. It relieves my pain, so just leave me alone." Gohan continued to snap.
"It's going to do more than bleed a little. You were slitting your wrist; a cut deep enough there will kill you. Do you understand that? Cutting your wrist can kill you."
"I don't care if it can; I want this pain to go way. If cutting takes the pain away from me let me do it." Gohan answered, as tears began to leak down his face.
"Does cutting really help take away the pain, because it seems like you just keep doing it more. The pain comes back, does it?"
"Does it really matter?"
"Just answered the question Gohan, does the pain come back?"
"Yes it does, but what does that matter?" Gohan questioned.
"So what do you plan on doing, cutting more every time you hurt? You will end up killing yourself Buddy. Believe it or not I don't want to see you kill yourself."
"Well I have no plan on killing myself, so you don't have to worry." Gohan answered, wiping at the tears.
"Then prove it, put the blade down and leave it. Stop cutting yourself." The voice nearly demanded.
"Why? It's not like you can do anything, so what is the point?" Gohan questioned, a bit of a cocky smile on his face.
"I can do a lot more then you think, nor want to find out. Now put the blade away!"
"Fine!" Gohan answered, taking the blade from his wrist and placing it in the case, "But what do I do now since cutting was the only thing that took the pain away."
"When you are in pain, do something to take your mind off like play with Goten. Believe it or not you are a great Big Brother, especially since you were willing to put yourself in pain to make Goten happy. You tell him story of the man who hurt you to make him believe a person he never met loves him. That's the best thing a big brother can do. Goten can help you, and I will too. Go visit Bulma tomorrow; she has something that will help you. For now, get some sleep, I'll be here if you need me."
Nodding, Gohan grabbed the case and unlocked the door before walking out of the bathroom to his own room, before lying down next to his sleeping brother. Sliding the desk drawer open, Gohan threw the case inside and closed the door before rolling over and wrapping his arm around the younger Half-Sayian.
"Good night, and thank you" Gohan said, speaking just about a whisper.
"You're Welcome, Gohan." The Voice answered.
"I have one question though, what is your name?" Gohan asked right before his eyes closed and he feel into a deep sleep.