Disclaimer:
I still don't own DBZ. No part of it. That wont stop me from borrowing the characters for a while thoughJ
Author's Note:
I didn't get any response to the last part, so I don't know if you guys like this or not. I understand though, with so many stories coming out of the blue lately. Anywho, This part is longer (I didn't know how short that last part would end upL ). Please, I beg of you, comment! Just tell me Gohan needs a hair-cut, I don't care, please comment! Alright, I'm done complaining now, on with the show!
Saturday's Happenings II: Discoveries
'Well here is a fine how-do-you-do.' Gohan thought. 'Kicked out of the house by my own NORMALLY very over protective mother. I can't say hi to any one of my friends, word would get back to mom if I did. All well, I guess wandering the woods for a day isn't that bad.' Gohan giggled to himself, 'Who am I kidding? Wandering the woods for a day is GREAT!'
The young half Saiyen (spelling?) had been sent out of the house in such a hurry that he hadn't had the chance to change. So he found himself a good deal into the wood wearing his buttoned up yellow student uniform, green pants, and a backpack on his back. Now Gohan maybe didn't have the best fashion sense in the world, but that yellow thing had to go. Not a problem for Gohan, that was the first thing he learned training with Mr. Piccolo.
The boy sat on a rock by a cave that was familiar to him a nd precceeded to strip off the yellow shirt/robe top. Remebering his mothers ways, he folded the shirt neatly before tossing it on the muddy earth. The under shirt and the green pants on they're own weren't a big fashion statement either, but they certianly were more comfortable. Gohan stood again and began walking and pulling the backpack over one shoulder at the same time. Getting the knapsack to settle comfortably took some doing. This was understandable considering his mother had packed enough food to feed a goat for a week and enough medical supplies to suit a M.A.S.H. unit (she really had no faith in him).
Gohan managed to get himself lost in thought wile wandering the woods. When it struck him that looking around may be a good idea, he found he had gotten himself lost physicly too. Well, not entirely lost. He knew his home was opposite the setting sun, and if he walked far enough east he would rediscover familiar areas. This wasn't a familiar area though. Curiosity drove the boy on. After all, these woods had to break some where. Gohan wanted to know where.
He looked up at the sky and confirmed that it was still morning by the position of the sun. It seemed like hours since he had left home. Several very enjoyable hours. Judging by the sun, he had been gone maybe forty-five minutes. Gohan also noticed that a few fluffy white clouds now dotted the shy. Turning his eyes back to the forest floor before him, Gohan picked up his walking pace.
The forest seemed to be clearing before him. Yep, definitely clearing. Gohan smiled and took off running through the thinning trees. He saw a large bush infront of him that blocked all view of everything else, picked up speed, and made a flying leap over it. When coming in for a landing on the other side, he found there was no ground availible to land on and just about panicked. That is, just about panicked untill he remebered he could fly. Gohan cast a fuiritive glance around the area to see if anyone had caught that little oops. He was certianly glad when there weren't.
Gohan took a momen to straighten himself out after that cheap thrill. While doing that, he also took a good look around. Surprise did not quite cover what he felt when he recognized his surroundings. There in a circle of collapsing stone fence stood a building. It was in horrible dissrepair, but that didn't bother Gohan.
It was the old house where those orphans had been living.
He floated down and landed silently on the ground infront of the broken down house. Gohan studied the old place up and down. How long ago had that been? A glance to his right showed that the old tree still stood, but he didn't think it would be a good idea to trust one's weight to that platform any more. Gohan cast his eyes to the ground as old emotions threatened to overcome him. Hmm, the ground looked walked on. Resently walked on and not by him.
Not far from wha he could only assume was a drive way was a section of dirt squished in such a way that it looked as if an air car had been parked there. Would be parked there again. It looked as if someone were living here. His Saiyen enhanced hearing picked up on a sound. A car, he thought. Looking at the patially washed out road he saw an air car coming his way. More than that, he saw what apeared to be a familiar figure driving that car. Gohan was so startled by this that he almost didn't move out of the way in time as the vehical came speeding into the driveway.
The car was pulled to a stop. The man behind the whell bouned out of the car and rounded on Gohan. His hair in dissaray, his red bandanna a little lose, and the odd angle at wich the scar on the lower right hand of his face all served to intimidate. "What do you think you are doing kid! I could have hit you!"
"Piguro, is that you?" Gohan asked tentetively.
Piguro stopped his mouth half way open, ready to spill out more angry words. This kid knew him? Wait, he did look familiar.Crazy spikey hair, intense eyes, "Gohan? Gohan!"
"Wow! Piguro, it's been so long!" Gohan looked sourly at the car for a moment, "I'm glad to see your driving skill haven't improved much."
Piguro quirked his mouth into a smile. "Watch it Gohan, or I'll bring up some dirt on you. Did you make it to your mom?"
"Yeah, but I didn't stay, long story. What about you Piguro, I thought you were going to go out and see the world? Why are you living here?"
" I did go, but the only part of the world I saw was the city, where I decided to stay for a while. I got a job and everything was going all right. Then I met some, err, gentlemen. Having them around convinced me to move back out here."
Gohan drew his eyebrows together in such a fashion as to convey confusion to a two-year-old. "What are you saying Piguro?"
"I have a problem," Piguro looked up as the sounds of more air cars filled the air and they're not so distant shapes cluttered the road. "And I think you've just been dragged into it."
Couldn't help myself, had to end it there. Oh yeah, could you answer a question for me here? The city near the Son's house, its called Satin City, right? Sorry, I'm just a dubby here, and they haven't said a word referring to the name of the city yet. Thanx!