Aisuru No Goubatsu
Disclaimer: NO I do not own DBZ or Sailormoon blah blah blah.. all that jazz. (although.. I wish I did u__u *sigh*)
Author's Note: No, this story does not go by the proper story plot as the shows do but just think of it as my own dimension I made up. Most of the characters don't have the same roll as they do in the shows. Chichi NEVER existed in my story. Trunks is like supposed to be the same age as Gokou. So if you don't like reading stories that don't go by the story plot of the shows then don't read. :] Thank you.
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"Son-kun?" a voice rang through the gravity room. An older woman entered the room quickly holding a large tray of water. Her sea green hair was neatly swept up in a flawless bun and her cerulean eyes gentle and warm. Her smile greeted her friend thoughtfully. "Are you thirsty, Son-kun?"
A tall, sturdy figure stopped in his tracks and his bright green eyes met with hers. Stray flaxen bangs fell before his tan complexion as his features softened from his training. He gave a childish grin towards her and nodded slightly. He hurriedly grabbed the glass and downed the liquid as fast as he could.
"Son-kun, you've been training all day. You should rest awhile. There's nothing to worry about now since Frieza is gone." Her head cocked slightly awaiting patiently for his response.
"I know, Bulma," his deep voice quietly spoke. "But, you know how I've been waiting for this World Tournament. I want to be ready for it."
"Hai, I understand." She turned and headed out. "Just take it easy, Gokou."
As she left, he paused and gazed out the window. It's been a year since he arrived at this strange planet. This strange little, blue planet the humans called Earth. He grew accustomed to it and learned their ways. However, he could not remember his past. Bulma had found him lying there in the middle of a massive field. She said it appeared as though he had just been tossed there. But when she saved him, he could not remember who he was or where he was from. How could he not remember? It was like a piece of his memory was blocked out, though, he could almost taste it.
Many nights, on this little blue planet, he had dreams of a place that he has never seen before. A shadow would linger in his dreams. Haunting him. He could only see the eyes though. Deep emerald eyes. The most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. That's all he could remember. Something about those eyes that made him almost unlock that box around his hidden past. But, no matter how much he tried, he could not unveil it.
Gokou's gaze fell down the floor of the gravity room. Silence hung heavy in the air. His breathing was steady and calm as he was lost in his thoughts. Glancing back up from his thoughts, he began his training once again. He had no time for this. His past was behind him now. There would be no way he could unveil it.
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