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*Looks through all of her paper work *, Nope, I still don't own DBZ. I thought maybe I should check to make sure. Honestly, I'm just kidding. If I were that creative, would I be sitting here writing fan fiction?
Authors Note:
Wow, thank you so much to all of you who commented. My parents gave me the weirdest looks when I nearly fell out of my computer chair cheering. And thank you Anija, for telling/showing (whatever) me how to spell Satan City. I'm trying to type this puppy up at a relatively good pace. Oh, I read through my last post and noticed the spelling errors. Here is my excuse; Freeza has been reincarnated in my computer. He was holding my spell checker ransom. I think its working again now though. Oops, I'm rambling. Again, big thanks for you that commented, and please, comment again! I like comments…
Saturday's Happenings III: To the City
"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."
With one last glance at the cars flying towards Gohan and him, Piguro took action. He reached down and grabbed a handful of soft white shirt on his friend's back and hauled him off his feet. At this sort of treatment Gohan made an interesting half squeak. "Come on Gohan, we gotta get out of here. I think they have already seen you, that means that you may as well come with me now."
Gohan wasn't so sure he had a choice in the matter. After all, his feet weren't touching the ground. Piguro ran back to the air car he had so recently exited. The young man threw Gohan into the passenger seat and hopped into the drivers seat at the same time. Gohan struggled a moment to sit appropriately in the seat (not on his head like he had landed). "Hold on Gohan, and buckle up, this may just be a bumpy ride." Piguro stated.
Gohan did just that. Then while Piguro was starting the car, he twisted in his seat to see the 'enemy.' They looked like rich people. There were four of them all together in two different vehicles. Both of the aircars were a shiny black and the chrome was well buffed. The four men, except for size differences could have been cut from the same piece of fabric. Each had a fancy black suite with a clean and crisp white under shirt, all had black hair slicked back with a sort of gel, and each had on a set of black glasses.
And if his Saiyen enhanced vision wasn't mistaken, all four men had a pistol of sorts on they're belts.
Gohan was gifted with whiplash for his efforts when Piguro had the gas pedal meet the floorboards. He sat back in his seat with a touch of effort and looked up. This day was just full of surprises, having someone drive you off of a cliff was not one he wanted to have today. Obviously that is what Piguro intended though, as they were perilously close to the edge and his foot had not come off of the accelerator. Shots began sounding just behind them and screams to stop the car. Gohan jumped out of instinct. Maybe bullets couldn't hurt him, but they certainly wouldn't help him either.
Piguro saw the kid jump out of the corner of his eye. Just meeting with old friends endangered lives. This kid still had parents to go home to as well. "Don't worry Gohan, and hang on. I doubt that they will follow where we are going."
Gohan decided that anyone in they're right mind would not follow this air car unless they knew how to fly. The boy grabbed a hold of the set beneath him in a white knuckled grip and took a very deep breath as the car left the safety of land. Time slowed for Gohan as the car almost floated for a few seconds. He didn't see his life before his eyes, he knew he wouldn't die if the thing crashed. Instead he thought. He thought that that one fateful day when those people had come to pick up the orphans, that day Piguro most have gone INSANE!
The car came to a jolting halt to feet above the sandy beach at the base of the cliff. Piguro sat staring straight ahead for a few moments before turning to look at Gohan. Who he found was looking back at him as if nothing had happened. Strange kid. "Are you all right kid?"
"Yes, but, could you warn me before you do something like that again?"
Piguro threw back his head and laughed, "Sure Gohan, sure."
Tightening his headband, Piguro looked up at the cliff edge. Shouts could be heard from the men who were after him. Something about managing to escape this time. The young man smiled and brushed the scar on his right cheek absently with his hand. Returning his thoughts to the current situation, he pulled his foot off the break and hit the gas again. He sped acrossed the sand and onto a lower beach road that was nearly completely washed out, but still led to where he wanted to go. He had driven a good two miles before Gohan said anything.
"What kind of trouble are you in Piguro, that people try to shoot at you and say that you only escaped this time?"
Piguro had expected this question. Gohan wasn't a stupid boy, or he didn't think so. Still, Piguro frowned at the road ahead of him and replied, "I tell you the story Gohan. Those people back there, they are Oravis's men. Oravis is a mob boss in Satan City. He doesn't do big business, but small time stuff. Like having kids sell drugs for him and stuff." Piguro's frown deepened. "I was one of those kids. I did it to help support the little ones after the wash out. I knew that wasn't the right thing to do. So I found a better way of earning money. Oravis doesn't let his men quite though. Once you're his, you're his for life, or so he thinks. When I got in a scuffle with his boys back there, I came out wearing this." Piguro pointed to the scar on his cheek to emphasis his words. "They wouldn't leave me alone. When Oravis threatened the younger kids I was taking care of I knew I had to do something though. So I moved them all out to that run down building where I knew Oravis wouldn't find us for a good long while. And he didn't. Not until after the kids had been taken by the people from the home. He is after me again now, only not to have back as a worker, he wants me dead."
Gohan almost couldn't believe what he was hearing. Now he understood why Piguro had let those people take the other kids though. They wanted to kill him? A sense of justice surged in the boy, one that would return in a much stronger way as he got older. He couldn't sit by and watch someone be murdered, especially not a friend. "I'll help you in anyway I can Piguro."
"That's probably a good thing. They know your face now; you're now stuck in this. But don't worry kid, I won't let anything happen to you." Piguro said, doing his best to sound more reassured than he himself felt.
For his part, Gohan had a tuff time not laughing on the spot. He wouldn't let anything happen to me? Piguro must not know about that battle with the Saiyen a few years back. Was he living under a rock, that was on every newscast he had heard! Looking out the windshield, Gohan saw a city pop into view over a hilly rise. He had been there before, but never coming from this angle with the sun shinning on it quite like that. It was breath taking.
Piguro glanced at the spell bound Gohan out of the corner of his eye. This kid did wear the strangest outfits. Well, if the boy was going to have to stick with him, he would definitely need a new outfit. One that wouldn't stick out quite so much. Piguro had the money on him so he decided that was they're next stop, a clothing store. He figured he had better tell the kid his plans though, other wise he might take offense or something. " Gohan, I have a destination in mind for our first stop on the city."
"Where?"
"The clothing store. I'm going to get you something a little more suited to city life. That way I won't have to be embarrassed hanging around with you." The last Piguro said with a smile to show that it was not meant seriously.
Gohan looked at his clothing and giggled. "I think in the city, I would be embarrassed to hang out with myself wearing this."
"Than it's decided, our first stop is fashion crisis remedy."
Gohan laughed again and the air car drove over the next rise and into the city.
I can't write another part for a few days. I'm going camping this Easter weekend with my family. Hopefully this will tie you over for a while though.