Heyy. I'm back..
I just want to start be saying a huge and almighty thank you to everyone who's been reading the story. And a huge thank you to everyone who has gotten in touch over the year to ask me to update. I know this wont seem like a huge update, but i have made some changes to my busy life to give me some time to update more regularly.
I already have some of the main points of the next chapter written, just need to sort out the details, but if anyone has any ideas that they think could improve the story, then please, feel free to message me and let me know. I'd be grateful for any help i receive :-)
And, to Ky111I apologize for this being a week late.
Gohan struggles after Cells defeat and his fathers death. but now he has bigger problems...high school... How will Gohan keep his secrets from the school? How will he make friends with out them knowing who he is? And why can't he remember who Mr Satan is? And how will Gohan react when he finds out?
"GOHAN! LIME!"
Gohan's mouth snapped shut, her reply lost as quickly scooped Lime up and slid down the side of the dome, landing softy next to Bulma.
"I hate it when you do that." Bulma grumbled, turning to face a grinning Gohan.
"You called?" He replied grinning, his grin increasing as Lime tried to elbow him in the side before grabbing her elbow and trying to rub away the pain.
"Bed." Bulma said simply, "Early start tomorrow with Vegeta and Trunks."
Gohan's eyes shone. Shooting Lime a knowing look, he darted off to get a late snack before his mom could catch him.
"Hey..Bulma.." Lime started quietly, watching as Bulma turned around from watching Gohan dash off. "Can we talk?"
Bulma smiled sadly, Poor kid. This is her first time in all this.
"Sure. Come on, lets get some privacy."
Disclaimer -I do not own DBZ or any of it characters. or places...ect.
Chapter 11 - It Begins?
Bulma sighed as she led Lime through the corridors of Capsule Corp. This isn't going to be easy, poor kids never been through this before.
"Come on," She said outloud. "The kitchen should be free."
Lime just nodded as she followed Bulma into the room, taking a seat at the breakfast bar.
"Here." Bulma said after a moment, holding a hot chocolate infront of Lime, as she made her way around to sit opposite her.
"Whats on your mind, kiddo?" Bulma asked with a kind smile.
Lime was quiet for a moment, looking down at the mug in her hands.
"This whole thing." She said softly, lifting her eyes to Bulma. "How do you do it? How do you keep calm?"
Bulma sighed again, leaning back sightly, "How do I?" Bulma asked, pausing for a moment. "I suppose I just bury my self in work, trying to find a way to help them."
Lime looked up, a questioning look on her face.
"Well," Bulma continued, "On Namek, I helped Gohan and Krillin get there. But when the main fighting started, I was alone, on a exploding planet, trying to survive, for the most part, I wasn't even aware Goku had arrived, or that they were locked in a fight to the death with Frieza. When Frieza returned to Earth, I went along. I missed him on Namek."
Lime nodded, her eyes keeping on Bulma as she spoke.
"When we were warned about the androids, I spend the three years either looking after an injured Vegeta, pregnant or raising Trunks. But when the fighting started, and Trunks returned I had to do something to help. I made the remote to shut them down, but Krillin broke that, I made the Saiyan armour that Trunks and Vegeta wore until after the Cell games. But after I repaired Android 16 to help at the Cell Games, I was in the situation you are now. Just a spectator, watching those you love fight to the death."
Lime just nodded, looking down at her mug.
"So your saying I should do what I can to help?" She asked, her eyes staying down.
"I can't tell you how to deal with this, Lime." Bulma sighed. "Everyone takes it differently. Chi-Chi loses her cool and panics. But I suppose with her son and husband fighting, she has more to lose, and she has lost some one almost every time. Gohan and Goku fled to Namek, Goku didn't come back for a year. Goku fell ill almost dying, then Goku died and Gohan nearly did killing Cell."
"Master Roshi and Chiaotzu become all quiet and serious, but we can't tell you how to deal with it." Bulma paused, watching Lime, who lifted her head.
"But what I can tell you, is to forget about it, for now." Bulma locked eyes with her young friend. "No good will come from you panicking now. You heard them lot, we have time, we have plans."
Lime's mouth opened before she looked back down at her mug and asked softly. "But how do you do it...How do you stay sane knowing, the people you care for most in this world, are putting their lives in harms way, and there is nothing you can do about it?"
Bulma sighed softly, a small smile forming on her lips.
"You know them as much as I do, Lime. You know you couldn't stop them if you tried." She paused. "I take what comfort I can from knowing they live their lives for those moments."
"But-"
"It doesn't take away any of the worry, but it takes away some of the...pressure... knowing they are loving every second of the fight."
Lime just nodded. Her head looking back down.
Bulma sighed as she stood, taking both mugs over to the sink. "You'll need to find your own way to deal with it when the time comes, but until its happening, try not to think to heavily about it."
She moved herself back around the kitchen to stand behind Lime, a comforting hand on her sholder. "Come on." She squeezed Lime's shoulder, "Bed."
Lime nodded as she rose to her feet, quietly walking to the door.
"If you need to talk about it more." Bulma called as Lime reached the door. "I'm always here."
Lime gave a thankful smile over her shoulder, before quietly passing through the door.
"GOHAN!" The young Sayain paused his workout, upside down, standing on his hands, and looked across the gravity room.
Vegeta and Trunks both in similar stances, looked back at him, waiting.
"MIRAI!"
"There it is." The second young Sayain said softly, pushing off with his hands to land next to an already standing Gohan.
"You will be training the boys today." Vegeta announced as the two Demi-sayains moved towards the door of the Gravity Room. "Inform Bulma."
Gohan waved his hand in response as they closed the door, reactivating Vegeta's gravity level.
Both boys paused once the door closed. They looked at each other. "Kitchen."
"Morning, you two." Lime grinned as they ran around her, two plates of food in her hands.
"Morning Lime." They replied in sync.
"Trunks! Gohan!" Bulma's voice called out to them from the door, stopping them momentarily.
"Food first. Shower after." Trunks replied over his shoulder, with a grin, before shooting off after Gohan to the food machine.
"Boys." Bumla sighed as she shook her head, walking over to Lime.
"I knew they'd come straight here," Lime smiled as she pushed a plate over to Bulma. "Why waist time in the line?" She pointed with her spoon to the mass of food exiting the food machine.
Bulma chuckled, smiling in thanks at Lime as she began eating.
"What have you got planned today, then?" Bulma asked after a few minutes.
"Well," Lime answered as she swallowed a mouthful of food. "Your, lovely cheerful wake up call let them lot know they can do what they want...so..."
"So...?" Bulma pressed, at a grinning Lime.
"Lets go make something that blows up!"
"Stop over thinking, Goten!" Piccolo ordered. "Calm down! Let your senses find him for you."
Goten just nodded, his breathing relaxing. Waiting for Gohan to make his next move.
He was standing in the makeshift ring the z-fighters use for training. He was blindfolded, trying to use his senses to avoid Gohan's attacks.
"Again." Mirai called, Sitting next to Piccolo, watching Gohan move towards his little brother.
"No Goten," Piccolo called again, his eyes closed. "Sense his energy. You don't need your eyes. Focus!"
"That's it Goten." Gohan praised, watching his brother leap over his kick, before sending a small blast of energy to push him to the side, avoiding Gohan's fist. Stepping back, Gohan nodded appreciatively.
"That's good, Goten." He praised, taking his brothers blindfold off. "Take a break. Trunks! Your up."
"Whats happening guys?" Krillin asked, heading towards the ring, Yamcha close behind.
"Gohans training us!" Goten replied happily, pointing over to the ring where Trunks was straightening up his blindfold, Gohan grinning down at him.
"Ah, the old senses training." Krillin grinned, walking over to sit next to Piccolo. "Mind if we watch, Gohan?" He asked, already getting comfortable.
"Feel free." Gohan replied, waving his arm, his eyes locked on Trunks. "Ready...Go!"
Gohan moved his fist straight at Trunks. Raising both his hands, Trunks blocked the strike, quickly jumping to avoid Gohan's leg swipe. Thrusting his hands down in mid air, Trunks caught Gohan's attempted punch, using it to leapfrog over Gohan's head, spinning as he moved to the ground, avoiding another punch before a strong kick caught him flat in the back, throwing him across the ring.
"No Fair." Trunks pouted, taking of his blind fold, sitting on the ring floor.
"Your did well Trunks." Krillin commented.
"But your still trying to hard to see him." Piccolo added. "You don't need to be able to sense all of Gohan. Just enough to know he is there, then you focus only on the strikes as they come to you."
Trunks just continued to pout, slowly trudging off towards Goten.
"Its no fair." Goten said as Trunks sat beside him. "Your too fast."
"You just need more practice." Krillin replied with a smile.
"Will you show us how to do it?" Goten excitedly asked, bouncing over to Krillin.
"Yeah, Krillin." Gohan smirked, "Why don't you show the boys how its done?"
"W-What?" Krillin stammered, taking a step back. "Y-You want m-me...to fight Gohan... blind?"
"Hey, Mirai?" Gohan asked, turning to look a the grinning Sayain. "Fancy taking this one?"
"Oh yeah," Krillin mumbled sarcastically walking towards the ring, "Fighting Trunks is much better."
"Whats the worst that can happen?" Mirai grinned, jumping in the ring, as Gohan jumped out.
Kirllin just sighed, picking up the blindfold and wrapping it around his head.
"Ready?" Piccolo asked, getting nods from both fighters as they fell in to their stances. "Begin."
Trunks immediately moved directly towards Krillin, thrusting a kick straight ad Krillin's chest. Krillin sidestepped, quickly ducking as Trunks tried another kick. Krillin quickly dropped to his hands and feet, pushing into the air as Trunks continued his attack, aiming another low kick to swipe his feet.
Krillin landed on his feet, his arms raised in his stance. Trunks rushed him again, throwing rapid punches with both fists, Krillin barely dodging .
"How's he doing that?" Goten asked the fighters, who were smirking at the growing look of panic on Krillin's face.
"Years of practice." Yamcha added, grinning as a punch from Trunks clipped Krillin's shoulder.
"I thought he was a lot stronger than Krillin?" Young Trunks asked, looking up at Gohan.
"He is, Trunks." Gohan replied, looking down at the young Saiyan. "He's obviously not going all out to beat Krillin." The young Saiyan looked up at Gohan with a confused look on his face. "He's fighting just about Krillin's normal level, making him work to his best to avoid getting hit. Making him faster."
"Ohhh..." Trunks replied, as he turned back to the ring, watching as his older self caught Krillin with an elbow to the gut.
"And that's game!" Yamcha announced with a grin, watching Krillin climb to his knees, taking his blindfold off.
"Not bad." Mirai said, grinning as he held out his hand.
"Goten!" Piccolo's voice interrupted. "Your turn."
"Ok, you lot." Bulma announced as she and Lime walked into the leisure room. "Lunch time. Follow me."
"Excuse me...Bulma..." Videl's voice called out softly as she jogged ahead of the rest of the students to catch Lime and Bulma.
"Yes, Miss Satan." Bulma replied politely as Videl fell into line along side her.
"Err...My dad contacted me before... he has some thing planned for the tournament... and he's asked me to be their with him... some tv thing." Videl began softly, her voice becoming more nervous as she spoke. "Is it alright with you if I go? I'll make my own way there, and back again. I'll be back by lunch tomorrow. You wont even realise i'm gone."
Bulma shared a look with Lime, who just rolled her eyes.
"Of course." Bulma replied, in a forcefully polite voice. "Just let me know before you leave and as soon as you return."
Videl nodded quickly, thanking Bulma before she slowed her walking, putting some distance between her, Lime and Bulma.
"Come on." Lime said after a few moments of quiet, "The boys are probably already filling their black holes."
"How did you guess?" Bulma replied statistically, walking through the automatic doors to the kitchen.
"I'm a natural genius." Lime replied in a posh voice, flicking her hair.
Bulma shook her head, chuckling as she walked to the food machine.
"Hey, Bulma." Lime whispered as Bulma ordered her food. "Look." She nodded to the side, towards Videl, who was walking towards Gohan and Trunks.
"H-Hey... Gohan." Videl asked quietly, causing Gohan to pause, his mouth half full of food.
"Huh?" He asked, looking around confusingly. Videl cleared he throat.
"Hmm." Gohan replied, pausing to swallow his food. "Can I help you Videl?" He asked, with a polite smile.
"You said... that you'd tell me the last flaw in my stance." She replied, "I was wondering if you could show me?...if you have time?"
Gohan looked at her for a few moments, before shrugging, picking up one last apple and swallowing it whole.
"Lets go."
Videl smiled brightly, briskly walking towards the exit of the kitchen. Gohan paused, looking towards Trunks, an eyebrow raised.
"I'll wait for Lime." He replied, "We'll meet you down there." Gohan grinned and nodded, jogging off to catch up to Videl.
"So Gohan," Videl began, quickly jumping into the ring. "What do you think?" She asked, blushing at the question as she dropped into her stance.
"Whoa, whoa. Calm down Videl." Gohan replied, holding his hands in a calming manour, walking around the ring to the steps.
"But you said..."
"I know," Gohan interrupted, "But your flaw... is not in the specifics of your stance."
"Huh?" Videl asked, dropping out of her stance.
"But you said it had a flaw." She folded her arms,
"And now your saying it doesn't?" Her eyes narrowing at Gohan.
"Explain."
Gohan began slowly pacing around the ring. One arm crossed and one against his chin.
"Its not your stace, per se," He began after a few moments of silence. "More the way you show yourself, in your stance."
He glanced up at Videl, who just raised a questioning eyebrow.
Gohan sighed, stopping to face Videl, who had to turn slightly to face him back.
"When you prepare to fight, you look like you know your going to win, just because its you fighting." Gohan tried, pausing to gauge her reaction.
"There is no flaw in confidence." Videl countered in a forcefully calm voice.
"True." Gohan nodded, looking in the sky for a moment. "But it is a fine line," He paused, meeting Videl's eyes. "Between self confidence...and arrogance."
"A-Arrogance?" Videl spluttered, caught completely off guard by Gohan's accusation.
Gohan didn't reply, just just kept his eyes lock on Videl.
"Are you saying I'm arrogant?" She asked, her fists clenching by her sides, her voice rasing.
"When you fight," Gohan replied, "You believe you will win. You believe that you will win because of who you are. That there is no one who can defeat you."
"So its a bad thing that I'm confident?" Videl demanded.
"No.." Gohan replied, beginning his pacing again.
"Believing in yourself." He continued, "Believing, that if you fight to the best of your ability, you can win. If you give 100% you can win." He emphasized. "That is confidence. That is vital when you fight."
Gohan stopped his pacing, before jumping off the ring, walking away from a shocked Videl.
"When you fight." He continued, stopping, his back still to her. But she had no trouble hearing his voice. "You believe you will win. Just because your Videl Satan. Daughter of Hercule. You don't have to try, as no one will have a chance against you."
He looked over his shoulder.
"That is arrogance."
And with those last words, he turned and left Videl alone, standing in the middle of the ring.
"Gohan!" Bulma's voice broke through the gravity room intercom, some three hours after he had left Videl.
Gohan paused his work out, looking up to the window of the observation deck.
"They're coming." Bulma continued, panic clear in her voice.
"What?!" Gohan replied, standing up straight.
"The threat." Lime's voice continued. "Five groups are approaching different locations."
"Here. Your house. Two are heading to Kami's place, so we're assuming they're after Dende and Korin. And Hercule Satan's mansion." Bulma added, watching as Gohan exited the Gravity room.
"Hurcule's place?" Gohan asked, once Lime and Bulma had joined him.
"Trunks thinks they've been monitoring the communication of the planet." Bulma replied. "And they think Satan is..."
"The planets Hero." Gohan finished. "Makes sense that they would go there."
"So what's the pla-" He continued, but he was interrupted by a loud gasp.
"Huh?" Gohan and Bulma turned to see Lime a few feet behind them, her hand over her mouth, panic written all over her face.
"Videl." She whispered, loking straight at Gohan, ignoring another gasp from Bulma. "She left to go home this afternoon. She should be arriving soon."
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