A/N: So this is another chapter and VERY LONG! Thanks to all my reviewers, now I do want to warn you that if you hadn't read the first story you might be ALITTLE lost in this chapter. However, don't worry you won't be too lost there is a lot of memories going on. It took me a while to finish it but I made sure that I did for all of you guys! So enjoy and remember: "Don't Read and NOT review!" (Lol) Enjoy! (HINT: All my horizontal line breaks are either dreams/memories/time lapse please try and use deductive reasoning. I don't try to make it hard! =))

Chapter Fourteen

Memories

Hmm. The sweet humming enthralled his ears; it was a sound unlike any. Curiously he peered into a large garden where a woman stood long raven hair pouring down her back, her skin white as milk. There was no moon and no light aside from a lamp post but still she shun brightly. He watched intently as she took as seat next to a small stream before her, she depicted the definition of graceful. He needed to know who she was; he had the greatest urge to hold her.

Quietly he removed himself from hiding and boldly made his way to the raven hair beauty. Just as he was about to reach out to her he heard her speak, "Daddy, if only you could see me now…you wouldn't know your little girl anymore." He was frozen in place and it was like someone was in control of his body and he could only observe. "Mother…I know you've never known me…but I miss you so much."

Something about this girl was familiar and when he seen the slight shudder of her shoulders he knew she was crying. It was oddly familiar and something inside him wanted to pull her into his arms. "ChiChi, you really want to go home?" He confused, he didn't want to say tha! Why had he called this woman ChiChi? Why wasn't he able to say something?

" I -I do Kakorrot." Kakorrot? Where was he? He wanted to look around but his body wouldn't listen to him. Instead he stayed grounded watching the girl; slowly she glanced over her shoulder up at him. His heart was pounding and the confusion was more now than ever before. It was ChiChi, only she was younger.

"Kak-" No! He wasn't him, why was she calling him Kakorrot? Why wasn't he able to take control of his own body? He was screaming inside his own mind but it seemed no one not even his host would reply.

"Wake up!"

Goku's orbs fluttered open, his breathing long and shallow and his body was covered in sweat. He tried his best to relax as he took in his Grandpa's small figure at the bed end with a bat in hand and worry evident on his features. It had been a two weeks since he had last seen the Princess and Gohan. However, it was like she haunted his dreams and he couldn't grasp why or how. No matter how he tried to not think of her she came to him and so did Gohan.

"Another nightmare?" asked, Grandpa Gohan. The older man took a seat on the floor and placed the bat on the floor next to him. He sat Indian style, his elbow rested on his leg, his back hunched over and his chin resting on his balled fist.

Remorsefully Goku nodded his head, as he looked down at his Grandpa, "I'm sorry for waking you again."

"Oh, well you actually didn't this time," confessed Grandpa Gohan, "I think it has become more a schedule for me. Although I'd like to say it's a better alternative than that pesky rooster crowing in the morning, it's not. "The room was silence saved for the large breaths of air that Goku would take. " You left a boy with no cares but helping others and came back a man that is haunted. Tell me what it is that has gotten you like this lately; is something that happened on your trip? You never told me a thing about it and I think it is well overdue now."

So just as his Grandpa requested he told him all about his adventure with the Princess of the world and her son. Grandpa Gohan listened carefully, and took in all he could until Goku confessed about leaving early on request of the Princess. "So she told you to leave?"

Goku nodded, "Yeah. I didn't get it, and I still don't. She is VERY confusing Grandpa."

Grandpa Gohan couldn't help but chuckle at Goku's word and also notice the way he spoke about the Princess. "Well women are like that at times; there logic doesn't work like ours."

"Logic?" he questioned, scratching the back of his head.

"It means the way we think," answered Grandpa Gohan, and then he untangled his legs so he could stand. "What color is an Orange?"

"An Orange?" repeated, Goku. He sometimes didn't understand his Grandpa, but he was always more than happy to help him. " Orange!"

"Exactly!" exclaimed Grandpa Gohan, "That is exactly what we men would say! But a woman would always say something extra like mustard orange, or bright orange. They're crazy and I don't know exactly why but they are!"

Goku smiled, and placed his hand behind his head and looked up at the ceiling top of his small room. His Grandpa always knew the bests ways to tell him things but ChiChi was always patient. ChiChi? He was doing it again, he shook his head.

"Well how about you tell me about your dreams?" Grandpa Gohan asked.

Goku glanced back over to his Grandpa and nodded. "Well it's different ones, but in everyone it seems like someone has control over my body. It's like I'm watching as things happen and its always about her and she is always calling me Kakorrot."

Grandpa Gohan's inside begun to twist at Goku's words and regret was creeping through his veins. He tried his best to listen to Goku, but something inside of him was knocking at a door he closed a while ago.

"Then she called me Kakorrot," he finished, pulling Grandpa Gohan from his wrestling thoughts. "In the dream I feel so confuse it's like I feel like I was there, but how could I be?"

"I'm not sure but maybe you should speak to the Princess about it," informed, Grandpa Gohan. He didn't want to tell his Grandson of his secret that he had held now for about ten years because now because he didn't know how too.

"No," Goku said, "I can't she said she wanted me to go and I don't think she wants to see me again. Beside she is probably too busy with her love I don't want to make her upset again." It felt like he had been hit with a ki blast at his own words but he knew it was true. She and Gohan were probably together with their love and they wouldn't want to see him, 17 was right. Part of him wished he never met her but another wouldn't have had it any other way. "I'm going to train," Goku said, "maybe it just a spell like you said girls do. Or maybe it's because she is a girl and she always adds extra things, training should help."

Grandpa Gohan knew he needed to tell Goku just by the look embedded on his face but how could he? Goku reminded him so much of his own Grandson that died so much that after a couple weeks of pretending he couldn't tell him else wise. Why would he have? Goku didn't remember anything that had happened to him or where he was from. So he did what he thought would be best for him, to give him a new chance at life! "Okay," he confirmed, although his heart told him he needed to tell him. After all something about the Princess could have been the key to Goku's old life, but he wasn't willing to see him in pain if she wasn't. So instead of telling him he watched his Grandson leave his small room and walk out of the small cottage into the night.

"I'm glad that you have finally made your decision," meekly, exclaimed the large Ox King. His illness had become even severe in the time that his daughter and Grandson were away on their mission to find the dragon balls.

"I'm glad that you are able to share it with me," sweetly, ChiChi replied. She hugged her father as tight as she could trying to hold back tears.

"You know I didn't think I could hold on this long, I'm just glad I did." He pulled back from her embrace and grasped her chin and tilted her head up to look into her eyes. "You look as beautiful as your mother did when I waited at the altar. I know you think he isn't the best for you, but I know he really loves you."

Tears begun to run down her cheeks, she couldn't hold it in any longer. She was about to marry a man that she didn't love in two hours. Every day since summoning the dragon she regretted it but she had to be strong for her son, she had to let him know she didn't blame him. However every second closer to her 'I do' she was losing the seams that had held her together for so long. How could she betray Kakorrot? How could she loose the chance with Goku? How could she marry someone else? Her mind was in a bind.

She pulled away from her father and examined herself in the full length mirror. Her dress was the exact dress her mother had worn when she had married her father. It was white with long slender sleeves and they were off the shoulders. It clung to her figure until it puffed out at the waist with white roses intricately sewn in. It was everything she dreamed it to be and that alone made the tears fall even more. She didn't know much about her mother save what her father had said and when she was younger. Knowing those things alone was enough to let her know her mother wouldn't be happy with her decision.

Knock. Knock.

Both the Ox King and ChiChi's attention turned to the oak wood doors that enclosed them in the large dressing room. Just as she was about to call to the person behind the door it open and a certain blue shade of hair popped their head inside.

"ChiChi!" squealed, the blue haired scientist that was her best friend. "Boy how I missed you. Hello King Ox."

The Ox King smiled his best smile at the wobbling daughter of one of his best friends, she had grown into a woman and pregnant. "Hello, Bulma!" He watched silently as Bulma made her way over to ChiChi and gave her a friendly hug. "Ahem! I guess I should get going," he interjected, and made his way to the door. "Sweetie I just want to say before I leave, that you look amazing."

With all she could she mustered a smile for her father and weakly she replied, "Thank you." He let himself out closing the door behind him and with him the fake smile she had disappeared.

Bulma frowned when she noticed the look on ChiChi's face and though she wished she could change it she knew it was rather impossible. She made her way to a chair near the seat adjacent to the vanity mirror in the room and rested her hands on her swollen tummy. "You look miserable…not like a bride on her wedding day."

"I…" Her voice was caught in her throat and all the strength she had held seemed to vanish. Her shoulders begun to shake uncontrollably and her cheeks were a dark shade of red, she was hurt.

"Why don't you just call the wedding off?" Bulma asked.

Immediately ChiChi shook her head and begun to wipe away her tears with the back of her hands. "No I can't…my father only asked me for one thing! Who am I to say no to his dying wish?"

"Human," responded Bulma. "You can't be strong for everyone it's not fair, you're not ready. What's going to happen tomorrow when you wake up and 17 is at your side?"

ChiChi used both palms to cover her heart shaped face, the tears wouldn't stop flowing. She couldn't think of that, she couldn't see herself with another man. She was Kakorrot's and Kakorrot was hers'! The only other man that even compared was miles away and she was too afraid to go and say sorry. Instead she was about to marry a man she had no interest in at all.

"I couldn't help but notice that I didn't meet Goku, what happened to him? I never had the chance to meet him," added Bulma. She used the arms of the chair to push herself up to comfort her friend, she brought her into a loving embrace.

"I- I'm so stupid," she confessed, her head leaning against the crook of Bulma's neck. " I – I lov... I really cared but I didn't want to admit it and I chased him away and I lost the only chance of getting Kakorrot back. There is no way to make another wish so quickly and I don't know…"

"Do you remember when we were younger, before you were taken before I pretended to be you? I remember your mother maybe a little better then you and she was very wise. Every time she told us the tale of the dragon ball as you had fallen asleep and I tried my best to cling to wake to hear every word. She would tell us that the dragon balls were a way of hope but without our dreams the wish wouldn't matter."

" See I never really thought anything of it until I remembered when you called me on the telecom. You were so happy and you told me that you had a chance to get Kakorrot back. I thought that was your dream until now," she declared.

ChiChi pulled back wiping away the tears again and listen intently for what her friend had to say. Somehow just the mention of her mother was enough to stir hope in her soul to remind her that there was always a way.

"Your dream wasn't to find Kakorrot it was to find the love you had with him," she smiled at her younger counterpart. "I don't who Goku is and I've never met him, but I wish I could. I do wish I could because he is the only one that made you smile so much in the matter of only a night. I know you might feel like your betraying Kakorrot but I'm sure he would want you to love."

ChiChi's bottom lip begun to quiver and she shook away the tears. What was wrong with her? Even though she wanted to at first yell at Bulma for even suggesting such an idea, inside she felt she was right. Inside she knew that she wanted Goku and for the first time it wasn't because of Kakorrot it was because of him. "I messed up…"

Bulma placed her right index finger to her best friend's lips to silence her, her smile never faltered. "Go you can fix it, or you'll regret it."

It was like God himself spoke to her because her whole body felt a surge of life. She couldn't respond, she didn't need to all she needed to do was get to Goku, to tell him how sorry she was. She grabbed the front of her dress and jolted to the room door opening it she made a dash out leaving her friend behind.

Goku threw another kick into space and for the first time he stopped his assault to the air. Hours had drifted by so fast; when he started it was pitch black outside but now the sun lit up the sky. He grunted as he started to stretch his limbs, his mind was in over drive with thoughts of ChiChi. It seemed that no matter how hard he tried he couldn't rid himself of her or Gohan.

"Goku!" called Grandpa Gohan.

Goku glanced over his shoulder at his Grandpa who stood with a tray of lemonade and the last of lunch. He smiled and made his way over to the tray of delectables, grabbing a bowl of noodle soup. He quickly dug in but as soon as he tasted it he frowned. Somehow he it didn't compare to the savor taste of ChiChi's.

He grunted and placed the bowl of soup down and for the first time his appetite had vanished. "I think I'll do some more training."

Grandpa Gohan frowned, it was getting worst. " Goku wait!" he called, he needed to come clean he needed to save him. After all it had to be really bad if he passed up food! "I need to tell you something and I think it might change your mind about seeing the Princess."

Goku arched a brow, a puzzled look upon his features. He couldn't understand for the life of him why his Grandpa was pushing him so hard to see the Princess. She after all was the reason why he couldn't train or even sleep. He took a seat before his Grandpa; he could only wonder what he had to say.

"Ten or so years ago, Goku, as I was walking through the forest on a very still and lonely night I witnessed a shooting star. I had made a wish and I believed it was a star until I seen it crash. It only looked to be a few miles away from me and I thought it would be good to find it. Only when I got to my shooting star it wasn't a star – instead it was a ship."

Grandpa Gohan clasped his hands behind his back his head lifted into the sky, as he remembered that night. "I wasn't that good with mechanical things but when I had finally noticed that someone was inside I jumped to help. I tore open the small vessel's door and inside laid a young man. It was the hardest thing to do but after hours of dragging him I got him to my house. I tended to his wounds and I watched him for days hoping he would get well.

"When he finally woke up I asked his name but he didn't know it. I knew little about amnesia but I quickly learned. I had lost my Grandson one year before that day and what I wished for was someone to share my days with. So with that I knew that there was two options for this man either I would persist to find out his past. Or I would help him to create a future."

"I don't understand what this has to do with anything, Grandpa," Admitted Goku, inattentively.

With two fingers Grandpa Gohan gave Goku a hard tap to the forehead and shook his head. "Sometimes I think that crash did a lot more than just amnesia. It has everything to with it, because you were that man Goku. I tried to make a new life for you but I think your past has found you- and you need it."

It was like the world had vanished before his eyes, he was bewildered. How could he be that man? Gohan was his Grandpa and he had been since he was- then it hit him. He couldn't remember being younger with his Grandpa. His usually smile had faded and then it started to hit him one memory at a time. The pain was so overwhelming but the truth was so sweet, he held his head as he cried out in paid.

He smelled the stench of blood in the air muddled in a sweet aroma he hadn't smelled in a long while. It had been five years since he had left his slave and now he returned. However, the scene before him wasn't something that he would have expected to return to. Before him was his raven hair slave with splatters of blood laying limb on the ground next to a dead Alara. "What happened?" he demanded, and the short woman stood frozen. "I asked what happened?"

"Sir, my mistress injected your slave with a venomous vial and she in return blasted her with her Ki I suppose that is what it was, Master Kakarrot."

"Go and get the healing chamber charged for me now," he commanded. His heart was pounding in his chest now; every day since his leave he had missed her. He inched closer to her fallen form and oblivious his tail uncoiled and wrapped around her waist. It was that moment that he noticed the change in her, the beauty, and the love.

Goku's breath was long and hard, it was like the world had fallen on him. Could it have really been him the entire time? Maybe that was why she enticed him as she had; maybe that's why he couldn't stop thinking about her? He needed to know, he needed to know if what he was seeing was truly memories. Was he Kakorrot?

With no words he made a mad dash towards the castle, he didn't have time to waste. He was going to find out, he needed to know! For the first time his feet didn't move as fast as he would have like and the distance wasn't appreciated. He needed to see ChiChi!

It seemed it was a very hard thing running in a wedding gown but still she kept her pace. She was nearly outside the palace wall and closer to the small cottage in the woods. Her heart was pounding and her stomach was in knots but she didn't mind them. She was going to get Goku, she needed him.

"ChiChi!" called an all too familiar voice. She stopped, realization that had once fled her returned. She glanced over her shoulder to the tall slender man with ebony hair and icy blue orbs. How could she have just put aside the wedding? Why was she such a fool to agree? Why didn't she speak to Bulma before today? There were so many questions floating in her head and they were something that might never be answered.

Her feet that had once felt light as feathers now felt like dead weights. She looked forward once again at the tall gate doors that stood open welcoming her exit but she wasn't a woman to take back her word. She gulped and her tear stained face ached but her mind reminded her of what was right. Reluctantly she turned around to face the man dressed in all white before her with his hands in his pockets. "17?"

A/N: So I had a VERY hard time writing this chapter simply because I was going to end it a different way, but this kinda came to me after listening to some inspiration. (Lol, which will be revealed next chapter around.)Okay so one more chapter left! Yay! I'm so happy- it took a very long time but it is finally going to be done. So please tell me what you think and THANK YOU all you wonderful reviewers that always do that! For those that don't: "Don't Read and NOT review!"

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