Odd Dreams

Leegen

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disclaimer: I do not! I repeat, I do not own Dragonball Z! Okay? Don't suuuuue me! Please?! Thank you soooooo much!

Okay this takes place in Miria Trunks time? K? (A lot of people skip the first chapter 'cause it's usually just and epilogue.) All right! Let the story begin!

I woke up at the sound of my uncle snoring. I shared a room with him. The horror. I looked around the room. Something wasn't right. I had that werid feeling you get when your dog gets hit by a car or the feeling when you run into a light pole at a really fast pace. That feeling. I stood up and looked at a clock. It read 6:30. I ran down the stairs. Grandma would most likely be up by now. I stopped at the foot of the stairs. Grandma was sitting on the couch, crying. I looked at her. She had the worst look on her face. I suddenly realized what that funny feeling was. Something happened to dad.

I walked over to the couch and sat next to Grandma. She looked at me then put her arm around my shoulders and smiled. "Panny, there's something you need to know," she said so calmly it was scary. She didn't even act like she'd been crying. The only thing I could do was nod. She looked so depressed. Not very like the Grandmother I know who is usually so happy and bouncy and just plain Grandma-like.

"Panny," she continued," Your father… your father was killed by the androids—"

I started crying. I knew it was coming but I didn't believe it. My dad, the only direct family I had left was… gone… deceased… he… he's not there anymore to make me feel better when I was down… or listen to my thoughts or about my dreams.

I leaned on Grandma's shoulder. "Are you all right?" she asked glassy eyed. "Y-yes ma'am," I said through my tears. She nodded and walked into the kitchen. As soon as she did the door creaked open. My head jerked in that direction. Alex, my best friend since I could remember, stood shivering at the door. "C-can I come in?" he asked. With one look at my expression his face changed. Alex is Krillin and Maron's daughter, their only son or child for that. He was only a year older than I and had the saddest brown eyes. His parents had both been killed by the androids. Just like mine. Most of the time he lived in shelters but always came over to get some home cocked food at our house.

"Wh-what's wrong?" he asked me, closing the door behind. He shivered again. "I'd sit down, but I'd get the couch wet," he said grinning. I smiled back as best as I could.

"I'll go get you a towel," I said glumly. He nodded making water fall onto the floor. I smiled and walked up stairs wiping tears from my eyes. I bumped into Goten making both of us fall backward. He smiled and looked at Alex. "Hey, Buddie," he said. He helped me up and walked downstairs. Plopping himself onto the couch and leaning his head back. I continued back up stairs and grabbed a towel from the hall closet then turned around and trotted down the stairs. I handed the towel to Alex and he smiled. ((don't ya'll just love my run-ons?)) "Thanks Panny," he said scrubbing his scalp to dry his black and blue (no really his hair is black with streaks of dark blue). He laid the towel on the couch and then plopped down next to Goten. I stood behind the couch. Goten grinned the famous 'Son smile' at me then looked at Alex and back. "No," I accidentally said out loud. "What?" Alex asked looking up at me.

"N-n-nothing," I stammered.

"Ohhhhhh kay…," Alex said. Goten grinned ear to ear. "Soooo… what was wrong when I came in Pan-chan?" Alex asked changing the very awkward conversation. "Umm—"

Grandma walked in her sad face had changed back to her usual happy one. "Why hello Alex," Grandma said happily.

"Hello Mrs. Son," he gretted her in return. I looked at Grandma. I mouthed 'Thank you'. She nodded and placed the tray of hot-cocoa on the table and smiled. ((there's another)) The house shook violently. "What the hell?!" Goten yelled jumping up. "GOTEN!" Grandma yelled. "Mother it was appropriate," he said calmly. Alex and I walked in unison to the window and gazed out.

"Omigod," Alex said not to happily. I could see why. The two androids stood outside. A blonde hair boy stood shaking. Through the rain I could barely see anything. Alex looked at me. I nodded. Goten had all ready rushed out the door and the two of us were short to follow. I stood next to my uncle. He was shaking furiously. "Uncle Goten…" I mumbled.

"Pan… stay back." Alex and I paced back a few steps. Goten's hair changed from black to golden in an instant. Alex pulled back some. Alex was a very strong person but he was quite a coward. It runs in his family according to Grandma. Krillin and Maron were always scared of something in there lives. ((NO KRILLIN FANS HURT ME!!)) I grabbed him by the shoulders a pulled him forward. "If Uncle Goten needs help we have to be there and back him up. Understood?" He grimly nodded. His face had gone blue. Goten jumped into the air and attacked the metallic beasts. He shoved the younger boy out of the way. "GO!" he yelled.

The boy dropped and his hair turned from blonde to lavender. I watched him run furiously. "Come with me!" he yelled. Alex and I stood stunned. Alex took off after him, grabbing my hand. "What about Uncle Goten?!" I yelled, trying to keep up with the two fiercely running boys.

After about an hour of running we stopped in front of a dome shaped building. "Your uncle told me to bring you here," the boy said, "You too scardie pants." Alex shrugged. "Rather be scared out of my mind then dead on the spot, Lavvy." I shrugged. "I think I agree with Alex, Lavvy."

"Don't call me that. Gohan-san used to call me that and it always got on my nerves," he stopped, "And now I wish he was still here to call me it." The last part was barely audible but I could hear it with my wonderful hearing. I looked at Alex to Lavvy. "D-did you say Gohan?" He nodded smugly.

"Do you mean SON Gohan? As in Pan-chan's dad?" Alex baffled.

"What do you mean 'Pan-chan's dad'? Gohan didn't have any kids as far as I'm concered.



I'm soooooo sorry everyone but I can't right another thing. If I did my hands would fall off. And for the people who've been e-mailing me! REVEIW! OKAY?! GOSH! Anywhoo… is I right anymore my hand's are going to fall off and I'll have to resort to using my nose. And that's never good. Oh no… there they go. Come back little hands! Come back!

~Leegen~