1 Chapter 2

Gohan woke up. Videl was on the phone, she seemed upset. Gohan sat up and walked into the kitchen, Videl hung up the phone and turned to him with tears in her eyes.

"Videl what's wrong?"

Videl put her arms around Gohan.

"Gohan, I think you should sit down."

She went to the living room; Gohan followed, and sat on the couch.

"Gohan, your father found…oh, Jesus. Your father found Odori dead in the living room, at about six. The police say it was your ma."

Gohan stared blankly at Videl. Had she really just said that Odori was dead, and that Chichi was responsible?

"Videl, are you sure?"

Videl nodded her head.

"Oh, Gohan. I never would have thought Chichi could…she was just telling me how she was over Goku, she even had a new boyfriend."

Gohan thought this over, Chichi had never said anything about a new boyfriend, but then again he didn't know about Reo, Magami, and Tai either.

"Is dad ok?"

Videl shook her head.

"No he's so upset, he refuses to believe that Chichi would do it, and he doesn't want to believe Odori's dead either."

Gohan got up; he had to speak with his father, even if it killed him to do so.

Gohan slipped on his pants and shirt, feeling guilty. He really couldn't figure out why. Maybe if he had spent more time with his mother, or if he hadn't cut her short when she called yesterday. He knew Goku would be a wreck, and he really didn't care to see him like that, but he wasn't going to let his father down the way he had done to Chichi.

Gohan arrived at his old home in a matter of minutes. The place was surrounded by cop cars and police tape. As he stepped through the door to the house, Gohan felt as though he was there only yesterday. Inside Goten and Trunks were trying to offer their support, but with no luck. Goku was sitting in the middle of the floor, knees up to his chest, and arms wrapped around his body, rocking back and forth. "Dad, are you ok?"

Gohan called quietly.

It was so silent in the house that, as soft as his words were, they stabbed the air and hung for what seemed like forever. Goku looked up.

"Gohan, no. You, did it. You killed her, you drove her away. Just like you did to Chichi. Always whining, you and your brother. You took her away from me, you took her away!"

Two police officers grabbed Goku by the arms and dragged him to a squad car. Gohan followed them. Out side it was raining. As the cops dragged him off, Goku screamed threats and insults at Gohan.

"You, how could you! You killed her! You killed her! You killed her!"

Gohan stood and watched as the cop cars drove off. The rain hit the ground hard and puddles formed where Goku had stepped in the mud. Gohan still stood, unbelieving.

When Gohan got home, Videl ran to him.

"Oh, Gohan. I heard what happened with Goku. I'm so sorry, it was too much for him to take."

Gohan showed no emotion, he just stood, starring into nothingness.

"Gohan? Gohan, are you ok? Oh, Gohan, don't take what your father said to heart, he didn't know what he was saying. I'm sure had he not…he'd be ok, he wouldn't blame you. Gohan, say something, please. Please, Gohan, please."

Videl fell into Gohan's arms, crying. Gohan looked down.

"Videl, I'm sorry. I shouldn't make you worry like that. I'm fine, or at least I will be, I'm just a little shook up. That's all. Now, dry your tears, and let's go watch TV for a while. Try to take our minds off this whole messy business."

Videl nodded her head and went to the bathroom to freshen up. Gohan took off his wet jacket, and slipped off his shoes. He sat down at the couch and stared at the blank TV screen. Videl walked in, she sat next to him.

"Gohan, I don't think I'm up to watching TV, I think I'll take a nap instead."

Gohan nodded, and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Videl left, and Gohan continued to stare at the TV screen.

Gohan woke up, not realizing he had fallen asleep. He looked around, it was dark. Videl had not yet gotten up. He walked to the room to check on her. Slowly, he creaked the old door open and peered in side. He saw a lump, snoring so he closed the door. He heard a noise some where behind him. He turned around, his house looked different. That's when he realized, it wasn't his house he was in. It was his dad's. He heard voices in the kitchen. Cautiously, he walked toward the small dining room, where he could easily see in the kitchen. He saw Odori; she was taking to someone.

"Ya know, it's good to see you. Goku misses talking to you some times. Oh, he doesn't admit it, but he does. So, tell me what was your day like? Did you have fun?"

Gohan got a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He knew what was coming, any moment Chichi would step out, and stab Odori six times in the back, then hit her over the head. Gohan had to stop it.

"Odori, look out!"

He shouted, but Odori didn't hear him. Gohan saw a hand hold a knife above Odori's turned head. The knife swung down. Odori screamed out in pain. A cloth was put over her mouth, and she was stabbed again, and again, and again.

"MOM NO!"

Gohan screamed. Odori fells to her knees, revealing the killer. Gohan put his hand to his mouth.

"No, it's not true, it's not true!"

He was staring strait into his own face.

Gohan watched in horror, as he picked up a rolling pin and beat the begging, pleading Odori to death.

Gohan shot up. He was sitting on the couch in his own home. He looked around, afraid that at any moment, the room would change, and he would have to see it all over again. He leaned forward. Thinking out his dream. The thing that bothered him the most, wasn't the fact that he saw himself beating the life out of the defenseless Odori. No, it was the fact that, event though no one had told him, he clearly knew how she was killed.