Chapter 8
"Ok, first I'll pick up the Dragonball from my house," Gohan called over his shoulder to Vegeta. They were flying closer to the ground so Vegeta was looking at the rapidly passing landscape instead of burring his face.
"You have a Dragonball?!" Vegeta exclaimed. "Goku never told me!"
"Oh well Vegeta," Gohan smiled as the Son house came into view. "We'll get it now!"
"I'll just wait here," Vegeta made himself comfortable on the cloud floating above the house. Gohan shot through the open window of his room. Vegeta waited for a good few minutes before he heard the door open.
Two figures stepped out. Vegeta flew closer to the house still out of view. He listened to the two voices arguing.
"I told you not to help that monster!"
"Dad, I'm just going to give him this Dragonball!"
"Gohan, why do you help him? He killed Krillin, Yamcha, Tein, he would have killed you in an instant!"
"So? Dad, he's changed! You and I are able to tell the intentions of people through their chi. His are good! You can feel it!"
"I feel nothing," Goku answered in a cold voice. "And neither do you. I forbid you to help him. Give him the one Dragonball and leave him. He will die on his quest."
"But father-"
"Gohan, I have made my decision. If you go against it prepare to meet the consequences."
Vegeta quickly rode Nimbus up behind a tree. Goku gave Gohan an icy glare and went back inside the house leaving Gohan alone outside. Gohan seemed deep in though for a minute then his head snapped up in determination.
"I'm sorry father." Then he took to the air. "Vegeta, here you go."
Vegeta accepted the four-star Dragonball from Gohan. "Thanks."
"I think the six-star is west," Gohan twisted to look in the direction referring to the Dragon Radar.
"You- you're going to help me?"
"Of course," Gohan smiled. "What are friends for?"
"Right," Vegeta said a little choked up. "West. Let's go."
The two newfound friend picked up speed and took off after he beeping signal. Inside the house a figure was watching.
"You made your choice Gohan," the man sighed. "Let's see how you feel when you find your decision has hurt your friend." Goku stepped out of the house. Pushing down his chi he followed the chi streaks in the sky with long loping strides.
"Ok, first I'll pick up the Dragonball from my house," Gohan called over his shoulder to Vegeta. They were flying closer to the ground so Vegeta was looking at the rapidly passing landscape instead of burring his face.
"You have a Dragonball?!" Vegeta exclaimed. "Goku never told me!"
"Oh well Vegeta," Gohan smiled as the Son house came into view. "We'll get it now!"
"I'll just wait here," Vegeta made himself comfortable on the cloud floating above the house. Gohan shot through the open window of his room. Vegeta waited for a good few minutes before he heard the door open.
Two figures stepped out. Vegeta flew closer to the house still out of view. He listened to the two voices arguing.
"I told you not to help that monster!"
"Dad, I'm just going to give him this Dragonball!"
"Gohan, why do you help him? He killed Krillin, Yamcha, Tein, he would have killed you in an instant!"
"So? Dad, he's changed! You and I are able to tell the intentions of people through their chi. His are good! You can feel it!"
"I feel nothing," Goku answered in a cold voice. "And neither do you. I forbid you to help him. Give him the one Dragonball and leave him. He will die on his quest."
"But father-"
"Gohan, I have made my decision. If you go against it prepare to meet the consequences."
Vegeta quickly rode Nimbus up behind a tree. Goku gave Gohan an icy glare and went back inside the house leaving Gohan alone outside. Gohan seemed deep in though for a minute then his head snapped up in determination.
"I'm sorry father." Then he took to the air. "Vegeta, here you go."
Vegeta accepted the four-star Dragonball from Gohan. "Thanks."
"I think the six-star is west," Gohan twisted to look in the direction referring to the Dragon Radar.
"You- you're going to help me?"
"Of course," Gohan smiled. "What are friends for?"
"Right," Vegeta said a little choked up. "West. Let's go."
The two newfound friend picked up speed and took off after he beeping signal. Inside the house a figure was watching.
"You made your choice Gohan," the man sighed. "Let's see how you feel when you find your decision has hurt your friend." Goku stepped out of the house. Pushing down his chi he followed the chi streaks in the sky with long loping strides.