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Chapter 10

Dende was in shock as soon as his eyes found Gohan. He rushed over to him, dropping his bengal while doing so. He felt guilty; his friend wouldn't be like that if he didn't ask for his help. Immediately the kami started to take off the medical band with care, even with the doctor being against it; he didn't care as he had the need to see what he was going to heal, even If he was going to dislike it. He didn't even know if it'd let scars like the one Gohan had on his arm.

"Please, don't take the band out! It'll be terrible if it starts to bleed again!" The doctor, now known as Sillas, panicked; they still didn't know that Dende was the kami, as Eighteen immediately took them away from the trio as soon as her eyes went on the teenager.

"I need to see it so I can heal him." He was focused, and couldn't hide the shock once he saw his friend's face. The kami heard Piccolo flinch by his side.

"So it's that bad huh." Gohan said with closed eyes and crossed arms.

Dende put his hands near his face and started his work; as it was healing the small cuts that had smaller piece of glass inside, those couldn't be removed by the doctor, started to eject them. Gohan groaned; how long he'd suffer for that mistake? Sillas was impressed at the healing process, even more when only the biggest wounds turned into scars. He noticed that the green alien was focused on the eyes area most of all, he knew the risk Gohan's sight was having after all. It wasn't too long after that Dende finished, but he wasn't happy at all. He felt like he had failed his friend once more, being unable to heal him completely without leaving any scars.

"I'm done." Gohan then slowly opened his eyes; the fear of only seeing red forever on his mind, but he was seeing colors again and he sighed with relief.

"Thank Kami I'm not seeing only red anymore." He smirked at his silly joke but he dropped it as he saw the face Dende was doing. "What's wrong Dende?" The young kami got up, his eyes focused on the floor.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't heal properly… your face is…. covered in scars." He looked ashamed. Gohan sighed.

"Dende." He got up and put his hands on his friend's shoulders. "I'm fine with having scars. As a warrior it's a good thing! It means I'm an experienced fighter." He then gave him a confident smile. "Don't feel guilty ok? It was my fault to get hit anyway." The young namekian nodded weakly, and walked away saying something about welcoming the guests.

Piccolo and Sillas stood there, looking at the half saiyan; the first worried in how he'd react once he saw his face, the second amazed by the ability to heal from the previous alien.

"Are you really fine, kid?" Piccolo asked and Gohan shook his head in denial.

"I… just need to rest a bit." Smiling he looked at the doctor. "Thanks for the first aid by the way. I'm really glad you were there."

"Oh, it was nothing! I'm glad you're all good now!" Both smiled and Gohan went to his room's way.

The teen, however, had to stop midway as he felt a sharp pain go down his spine. It was so intense that almost made him unable to walk; he had felt almost the same pain while the keepers were draining his energy, but why now? He somehow got into his room; feet barely sustaining his weight, and fell down on his bed after painful footsteps. The pain now was making his heartbeat seems like his heart was inside his ears, pulsing like never before. He held back a yell; he knew Piccolo would hear it and Gohan just wanted to be alone, but moans of pain made its way out of his mouth. He started to sweat, he felt cold and his breathing was already at a fast speed. Just what the hell was that pain?

Then out of the blue, it stopped.

He opened his eyes while slowing his breath. His mind becoming clearer, as every trace of the sudden pain left his body. He then pressed the button on his watch, his purple training gi appearing once more. With a deep breath he let his arms fall on his sides; all he wanted to do was take a shower and sleep like there was no tomorrow, but as soon as he tried to get up his face meet the floor.

"What the…" He tried to stand again, only to fall one more time. He frowned at that; he never had lost his balance like this since he lost his tail. His tail. Tail. 'That wouldn't grow up again right?' Looking behind him he cursed; there it was waving happily to him: his own brown monkey's tail. "Damn."

It took him longer than expected, but his balance was there again. Still he walked with a bit of difficult to the bathroom, avoiding looking at the mirror as long as he could. What he said before was true, he didn't care about the scars, but he was just… unsure if he should look at it at the moment.

But he looked up after washing his face, a habit he always had, and there he was glaring at someone else on the mirror.

Gohan couldn't recognize himself there. Scars all over his features, the biggest one crossed in diagonal half of his face starting on his right eyebrow and ending on his left cheek. Several, and minors, scars around his eyes made him understand why all he could see at the time was red, and were the pain came from when he opened it; even his mouth was damaged and a bit deformed on the left side. He analyzed the scars on his eyes, noticing that they were deeper than he first though; what made him look down for a minute. Just to look up again to see the rest of them. The rest of his face had dozen scars, not as big or skin damaged as the biggest one, but it all just made him be…

Not Gohan.

"Now I understand why they looked at me like that." Washing his face again, to clear his thoughts, he went to bed without taking his shower. The half breed really needed a rest.

The aliens were stunned for a few minutes now; after all they were looking at the entity known as Kami. Dende always saw himself more like a guardian, but he'd keep that only on his mind.

He was still upset by not being able to heal Gohan's injuries without letting his skin with ugly scars, but he doesn't have time to deal with that now. He let Mr. Popo in charge of settling down their visitors while he searched for Kuririn's ki; he had only sensed that the fighter was near Gohan when he helped the teenager, so he wanted to know how that happened to their friend. It didn't take too long to find him. The monk was standing in the middle of the village, Gohan's friends by his side, they were talking but kami didn't cared in interrupt; he needed to know what happened.

"So, his visor…. Shattered?" Videl had a shocked face, she never saw her partner in crime being hit at all when they worked together! It was only incredible that a robot managed to do it. Kuririn sighed and would keep up the chatting when a known voice, for him at least, spoke above the whole village.

"Kuririn. I need to know what happened, in details." The bald monk widened his eyes as the voice was heard all over the place. How strong did Dende got since he came to earth?

"Wow Dende?! How come you can talk to all these people now?!" He heard the young alien clean his throat, he was embarrassed.

"That's not the point now. I need to know how robots managed to…" He made a pause, a long one, and that made Kuririn's heart ache. Gohan was fine right? "How they managed to hit the Golden Fighter? What was so special about them? He fought androids and a bio-android before and just came out with a damaged arm… what of course is worse but this is still bad."

"Is he ok?" After a long sigh and a positive answer, Kuririn spoke again relieved. "They had the power to absorb energy. Like… Doctor Gero, seven years ago." The humans on the village were listening with full attention, they didn't know to whom the voice belonged, or who was Dr. Gero, but they were interested to say the least. The three teenagers were in deep thought by now, seven years ago was the same time that Cell arrived on Earth and started to kill every human that crossed his path. But, who was this doctor they were talking about? And androids? Bio-android? They never heard such a thing!

"I wasn't on Earth at that time yet, I'll have to ask Piccolo about this one." Videl recognized that name; Demon Piccolo. She swallowed and looked at Kuririn who had a serious face now. "You don't think that Wickey found his laboratories, right? You guys destroyed it, no?" Dende was worried, if there was another laboratory… things would turn only worse; but by now the chances were high.

"We destroyed the one that had our time line's Cell." He frowned now; would there be another secret laboratory? "Can I talk to Eighteen? She may remember something…"

"Go… The Golden Fighter already asked her that, she said her memory from that time was erased." Dende gulped at his almost slip; he forgot he was talking to the whole village. "Oh and sorry, villagers. Your friends are all fine; they'll stay here in safety. No one can enter my realm without my own permission. Rest assured." He heard words of thanks and smiled to himself; he should talk to people more.

Kuririn turned to his little group and cursed under his breath; he forgot they were there and spoke something he shouldn't have, and it was well seen on their faces. Videl was frowning hard, as if trying to connect the points as Cell, time line and laboratories; on top of it she remembered Gohan talking about some Eighteen the last time they went to his house. Erasa was trying to understand who Dr. Gero was, she kept murmuring his name; she was sure she heard something about him before. Sharpener was with one hand under his chin, deep thoughtful for all the talk.

"So, this voice that came from nowhere…" Sharpener made a pause looking up; Kuririn raised one eyebrow in curiosity. "Who are you?" The bald monk had to hold a chuckle; if it wasn't Dende, but the previous Kami, he'd not be pleased with the way the boy asked.

"You all may now me as Kami of Earth." Kuririn noticed that Dende talked very proudly and full of confidence; he should be doing an interesting face now, he never had an opportunity to show off.

"And you live on Earth?" Sharpener was blinking; this was so interesting to him.

"You can say so. I would like to talk more but I have to go now. But I know we'll all see each other soon enough." That caught the three teenagers' attention, what did he mean by 'see each other soon'? "Kuririn, finish your trip faster. We should be faster." He didn't even let the bald monk answer and finished the talk. Kuririn sighed; he was a babysitter – ok they were teenagers –, training them and gathering the Dragon Balls basically at the same time. How should he fastener his hunting?!

"I have questions." Videl said looking right at him and he gulped; that obviously wasn't going to end well.

"Let's talk on our way ok? We have to find the next dragon ball faster." Videl would object but in a second thought meeting Kami was an awesome incentive.

Gohan didn't know for how long he slept, but he was more tired than before. Maybe all the stress from his previous battle, plus his tail coming out and his new face, really got into his psychological side. He could still hear the sound of his visor shattering, frowning he got mad at himself. 'Am I supposed to be a traumatized kid now?' Closing his eyes he sighed heavily, walking to the bathroom to finally take his shower. Once he passed by the mirror he looked at his reflect, that was going to take a while to familiarize.

The hot water made his muscles relax, together with his mind. For a few minutes, at least. This time all he could remember where Dende and Piccolo while the first was healing him. Clapping his face with a bit of force, he tried to clean his mind. It was when the half breed remembered that Kuririn was with his friends; immediately all he was feeling changed to… well, he didn't know how to name it, but it wasn't good. He finished his shower and put his gi on, hiding his tail after minutes of thinking. He just didn't want to answer anything more for now; he was going to do the questioning.

As he walked into the lookout he was greeted by the aliens he rescued. They were thankful to him and he was glad that they were safe now. He stopped once he spotted the same wolf man that was fighting with the Keepers, walking to him right after. His fur was gray, with some parts in white, he had a softy face and a scar in one of his eyes, but he could still see with it. As he sensed Gohan's approach he looked at him.

"Golden Fighter! Such an honor to meet you!" He extended one of his paws to shake his hand; Gohan smiled and took his paw, shaking it firmly.

"Please, I'm just a regular person." He smiled weakly. "No, regular half alien." The wolf man laughed.

"You're nothing regular my young man! You helped my friends here, and that make you our hero." Gohan let out a muffled chuckle.

"Well, I would dare to say that you were doing a great job there. I was impressed!" He could swear that the wolf blushed but it was hard to notice because of his fur.

"My race is one of the warrior types so… I guess I can keep up a fight or two." Gohan smiled.

"We should spar sometime." He now spotted Dende and remembered why he was out there. "If you excuse me… What's your name? Sorry I didn't even ask!" The wolf chuckled.

"It's ok! You can call me Shake!" Gohan smiled again.

"Ok then, Shake, if you excuse me I have to talk to Dende now. See you around!" The wolf gave him a positive nod and turned to his friends, a big smile on his wolf features.

Dende was looking at the Earth in search of any clue that could help him find Wickey. He was now stressed by all that has happened and didn't even sleep since Gohan came back the day before; he just felt that he had to dig out that human's secrets. He didn't even feel that his friend was coming over to him with a scowl. Piccolo, however, noticed it and got worried; what was wrong with him?

"Guys." Was all he said to get Dende's attention and it worked as the namek looked at him, raising an eyebrow right after. "I need some answers."

"About what?" Dende asked blinking; he was starting to get tired from standing at the edge of the lookout now.

"About why Kuririn is, as it seems, traveling with Videl, Erasa and Sharpener. That, just to start!" His scowl got deeper and Piccolo's worries raised. Dende sweat dropped and gulped; now he had to explain it to Gohan? What if he has an outburst? "Speak up!"

"Look, it wasn't our idea." He started. "It was Bulma's. They went after you at the hospital the day after your 'incident' but you weren't there and she saw it as an opportunity to gather the Dragon Balls."

"For what?!" This came out a little louder than he expected to, catching the attention of the ones near them.

"Maybe to bring Vegeta back? I don't know! They just want to find you because someone ran away from them! They want to wish to find you!"

"So now they know about the Dragon Balls too? That's great! Why you all didn't told them that I am a half breed?!" Dende was getting mad at this point, the emotions of both were getting higher and Piccolo just couldn't think about something to say; everything seemed that would make it worse.

"Why they can't gather them?! It's not like they'll use the wish for a bad porpoise! You wouldn't be friends with them if they were bad!" Gohan gritted his teeth in angry; why Dende couldn't understand?!

"I'm not afraid of the wish! I know they wouldn't use it for a bad thing! Did any of you think about what they can find out about me during this hunting?! Why you didn't tell me before?! I'd never let Bulma do this!"

"That's exactly why! She even asked me to keep it a secret from you! What's so bad about them know who you are after all?! Because they'll be in danger? Well guess what! I meet you while my life was at risk!" Dende was now holding his bengal with all his strength; he was getting really mad.

"Oh you're not going there! That was completely different from the situation here! Besides, I even help humans!" At this point Gohan stopped his speech, and for a second forgot that the young kami could read thoughts. 'I even got these fucking scars on my face because of you!' But he soon realized what he did, and looked at his friend just to see a hurt expression. "No, Dende, I didn't mean to…"

"You, Gohan."He spoke with a low voice, his left arm up in front of him, pointing at the half saiyan. "Are not welcome to my realm!" Dende then moved his arm, sending Gohan flying out of the lookout. It took a few seconds for the teenager understands what happened but it was too late.

"Dende!" Piccolo yelled at him, how could he do that?

"What?! I WISH IT RAINS UNTIL HE FIND A PLACE TO SLEEP!" That was it; he was going to sleep now. He walked past Piccolo who still tried to call him but the boy ignored him.

"You shouldn't say that…" He said looking at the way Gohan was sent flying, just to see raining clouds gathering there. "That will be a long night for Gohan."

Gohan saw the lookout getting smaller as his body went farther away from it. He was shocked that something like that could happen; sure he knew that the previous kami was strong enough to not let random, and bad, people into his realm, but heck! Dende was stronger than when he arrived on Earth! He blinked as he felt his body be pushed down abruptly; he was now falling right to the ground at fast speed. Even so he managed to not hit it, floating right before facing the earth. Looking around he noticed he was near a mountain, no civilization around his spot; but Gohan could feel a few ki not that far away. As he started to walk rain started to fall. Somehow he knew it was Dende's fault.

"Really?! Rain?!" He shouted to the skies angry; but soon enough he looked down sadly. The rain turned out a storm. Gohan was annoyed, he knew he screwed up by thinking what he thought, but he was angry! He never meant to blame his friend for his own scars. It was only his fault, no one else. He sighed as he heard a thunder near, and walked further with crossed arms.

Kuririn sweat dropped as he got nervous with the teenagers; since they got into the moving house again they kept staring at him, as if waiting for him to explain something. He frowned as he drove further ahead, trying to stop the glares. It obviously didn't work. Erasa got closer to him, Videl sat in an inquiry position on the seat near him and Sharpener sat down on the floor near the bald man. Kuririn swallowed; why he was a babysitter?!

"So…" Videl started and he looked at the dragon radar; they were still far from it. "What was that about Cell?" She was smiling but her expression was the one of a cop. Kuririn stopped the house.

"Look, I…" He sighed. "Cell wasn't an alien ok? But… how should I explain that…." Now was Erasa's time.

"What do you mean? We know he was an alien!" He looked at her.

"Really? Where are the proofs? I saw him before he was grown up, and he was made on Earth. By a mad scientist." He looked ahead now. "I hated that Dr. Gero." With a pout he stopped. 'The only good thing he did was Eighteen.'

"You do have a point there…" Sharpener put one of his hands under his chin, thinking. "Wickey never showed us proof that he was indeed an alien, we just believed in that because there's no way a human could look like that and be that strong." He looked at Videl who had a raised eyebrow. "Mr. Satan is unique, so that's why they did the test in your family first." Kuririn at this point couldn't hold back his laugh.

"With respect, your father is weak." Videl now was starting to get mad.

"Oh yeah? Says the person who never won the martial arts tournament!" He looked at her with an undefined expression.

"I never won because of my friend. Heck he was so strong! And we just found out why years later; he happened to be an alien." He smiled sadly as he remembered the first time he had meet Gohan and Raditz showed up, what lead to Goku's first death.

"So you were friends with an alien?! I know by now that not all of them are bad but… how should you know back there?" Videl spoke again.

"We never judged someone by its race, color, or how it looks physically. We just knew them by their true self." He once more looked ahead, his hands resting on the steering wheel. Videl pondered his speech for a few minutes, the two blondes doing the same. They stood in silence and it was the black haired teen that broke it again.

"You said to that voice… Kami, that you destroyed the laboratory where this time line Cell was. What did you mean by that?" Now Kuririn made a grimace; he spoke more than he should and now he had to make a way out of it.

"That's a bit complicated to explain." He looked at the trio and sighed; their looks were the ones of 'go on we have time' type. "There was a time, where a friend of ours came from the future to warn us about a threat on Earth. It was so great that all warriors died trying to defeat it in his future." He remembered the panic he felt back then, and how he wished to stop Dr. Gero before he did something. But if he had, he wouldn't be married now.

"Time travel? That doesn't exist." Sharpener said. "Plus, no one knew about this threat!" Kuririn looked at them with the corner of his eye, they were so dense.

"We didn't let anyone aside our group to know. It was going to be too troublesome if weak guys showed up. Even I couldn't really have a chance at the time." Videl as getting angry; her father could have helped them!

"Why didn't you call my father?!" He sighed again, and got up. Looking at the three kids he walked outside, gesturing so they could follow him, stopping once there.

"So, Videl." She looked at him with crossed arms. "Why your father is weak? Because he mocked up the true fighters. This is what I mean when I say that all you know is not enough." He was without arguments by now, so he decided to just show them what was Ki, so they could see how weak they were right now.

He looked at a giant rock away from them; he put his hand up, and started to form a ball of ki. The three teenagers widened their eyes as the energy ball turned into a spinning disk, and when it was huge enough he threw it at the rock.

"Kienzan!" The bald man yelled, the thing cutting the rock in half. "Do you get it now?" The girl was stunned.

'I thought that only aliens could do that! What, how…' She looked back at Kuririn, he was with a serene expression, but she still could hear in her head him calling her father weak.

The worst part is that she was starting to believe in him.

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