Descending

by Panny-Plan

Gohan is a low-level saiyan rising in the ranks. One mission to destroy a planet he falls head over heels...for a human. What can this girl do to his dignity? Or to his heart? Will it cause him to fall off the charts? *19 UP*

16. The Festival

Descending

By: Panny-Plan

Part Two:

Present

The now, the here, through which all futre plunges in to the past.

-James Joyce

Chapter 16 The Festival

A/N: We reached 200! Yipee! S great special thanks to saiyangoku for being the 200th reveiwer! Thanks for the sweet reviews yall! They mean alot to me! ANy way, I've descided to divide this fic into parts. Past, (chappies 1-15) Present (16-22) and Future (23-34). Hopefully I can writre that many chapters, so realy! Actually, screw everything i just wrote up there. Parts will change with ever 100 reviews! SO keep revieing please!

Thanks Melissa, Videl Son, and Enchantress109 for emailing me!!!!!

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So a few cups of peence never did harm to anyone.

But a few was atleast two. He'd drank atleast eleven.

It wasn't healthy, he mused, looking over at the deserted cups. That he was slowly killing himself. Why? Simple. Since the god damned day she walked into his life, he'd felt like he was going in a million directions. And his skin was just holding him in.

And he hated it.

He hated her.

But he couldn't deny how he felt about her.

His pulsed raced when ever she said his name, he sweat when they were alone, and he couldn't concentrate on anything but her since she came here. Since she became more than his slave...his friend.

The sun was rising now, peeking in through the windows and balcony. She laid on the couch. Her hair was tossled, her clothes were wrinkled...and yet she smelled so good. So sweet. Like aplle cider. Even when he was in his room, he could still smell her.

SHe had only been here for two weeks. Enough time to drive him insane. But the truth was...he liked it.

Strange, Raditz had once told him how he felt when he had bonded to his mate. "Your stomach turnes, and your heart beats so fast, it feels like it's going to jump out of your chest. And you begin to tremble and sweat and get real nervous."

How true.

WHen he fought beside his father and uncle, he tried to keep his mind clear--blank. But it floated back. To Videl.

*~*

Videl smiled as she lifted her head from her pillow. Except to find that her pillow was gone. She blinked, rubbing her eyes and stared around them murky room. She and Gohan had played card games last n ight, Iqito, a popular saiyajin game.

She had fallen asleep next to him, her head in his lap. Atleast they are seeing Chi-Chi again today. Thank god.

*~*

"Sweet heart!"

Chi-Chi walked to her son and gave him a squeeze. "Kassan, your killing me."

Videl surpressed a giggle as she saw Goku give Gohan a wink. Gohans' face turned an awful color of crimson. "Well, how are you Videl?" Chi-Chi looked over at Videl, instead of starring at her sons' expression.

"Fine, Chi-Chi. Just a little tired, that's all." Videl stretched.

"Really..." Chi-Chi smiled thoughtfully. "I wonder why."

"We were playing Iqito, mom. Dad, what is it?" Gohan stared at his father, who had been tugging on his sleeve since the moment he'd arrived. He looked like a child; playful and mischief in his eyes.

"What were you two really doing last night?" His eyes were playful. Like they hadn't been light in a century.

"We were playing Iqito! Nothing more!" You wish Gohan. He sighed inside of himself.

Gokus' expression straightened. "Gohan, I'm not blind. I see you like her."

"I don't like her! She's my slave! I hate her!" Gohan looked back over to her. "I can't like her."

"You hate her because you like her so much," Goku teased. "Gohans' got a crush! Gohans' got a crush!"

Chi-Chi walked in, smiling. She stared at her mate dance up and down singing "Gohans' got a crush" and her son blushing furiously. "What's going on in here?"

Gohan looked up at her and shook his head. "Nothing mom! Dad is just acting nuts. He needs food. Dad, eat food and shut up," he added to his father.

"Who do you have a crush on, Gohan? Is it Riokko?" Chi-Chi let her smile spread into a large smirk. "Gohan, who is it?"

"Nobody, mom!"

Chi-Chi nodded. "Sure, Gohan. I'll take that as a Riokko. She'll be delighted to hear this!"

Gohan turned from red to white. "MOM! Don't do that! I don't like her! I'm not going to like her! YOU CAN'T FORCE ME TO MATE WITH HER!" Gohan cried at his mother. Her rounded the corner, and everyone was starring at him.

Goten looked at his brother curiously, then looked at Chi-Chi. "Mama? Is brother alright?"

Chi-Chi nodded her head and held in laughter. "Yes he is Goten. He's fine."

A loud horn was heard from the distance. It was a familiar tune that Gohan knew by heart. The Kings' song. (a/n: vegeta has a song? Cool!)

A saiyajin stepped down from the air; his face wearing a serious frown. "Kakorotto? Gohan?" The two warriors stepped out of the house. "We need you back at the palace. The King has urgent news."

"What kind of news?" Goku asked, raising his brow.

"We are under another attack. Well, we may be later. The Carbloins are threatening to." The saiyajin told them. He was tall, dark, and handsome. He looked sweet on the inside to Videl. That's what Gohan looked like too when he was serving the King. Almost scary.

"Thank you Nichias. We're right behind you." Gohan told him, and the saiyajin turned to leave. Gohan scratched his head. "Good Spruke, father. I thought we made peace with Carbloins. Did we not?"

Chi-Chi nodded and kissed her mate goodbye. Gohan watched them, trying to ignore the toppsie-turnie feeling in his stomach. Butterflies threatened to come up. Goku turned back to his eldest son, and took off with him. Chi-Chi sighed, and watched them depart.

She walked back in, and smiled at Videl. She was playing with Goten, and eating a snack. She sighed. Even if she was a slave, she deserved to live a proper life. And she knew Gohan would never hurt her. Never. But the King was a different story. Gohan didn't have a spouse to do everything like Goku did, so they never did get slaves. But Gohan needed one to cook for him, clean, and do everything else. She sighed. Life wasn't supposed to be that hard.

*~*

Gohan and Goku burst into the Kings' corridor, panting and huffing. The looked up, to see Vegetas' annoyed face and several guards giving them sympathetic looks. "Sorry...*pant*...we're late, your highness. *pant* We were slowed down by my mate," Goku explained.

Vegeta stared at them for a moment, then sighed. "It's alright, Kakorotto. No need to get in about your mate." He paused, and then looked over at the gaurds. A simple hand gesture shooed them away. "It was only a false alarm, however, we must stand on guard. They may try to attack us again. Gohan," he said again.

Gohan looked at the King. "Yes, sire?"

"You are going to be with me. Is that understood? Stay in your apartment at all times, never leave. Same to you Kakorotto. We can't have the two highest warriors on the planet frolicking around at times of war." He looked at the two again.

Gohan nodded, suddenly very gleeful of knowing the importance of him. He felt honored. "Thank you, your highness. We appreciate it." Gohan swept a deep bow; Goku did the same.

Gohan shifted his weight from leg to leg. He was waiting for the king to dismiss him. But he didn't. He adressed Goku.

"Kakorotto," Vegeta began, "my son is aproching the age of mating. Much like your son is, I believe?"

Goku nodded his head, and forced a small smiled. "Yes, sire. Why?"

His black eyes were fire, with out the flame. Then he glanced back over to Gohan. "We will discuss it later. It will be a festival. Much like the ones a hundred years ago, do you recal?"

Goku nodded, and a smile played his lips. "I do indeed remember your highness. I remember indeed. It was magical. The night I mated." Goku sighed, and looked over at Gohan, and couldn't help but snigger. Gohan stared at the two, as if they were old friends, remembering a memorie from sholifting from a candy store.

"You are dismissed. Kakorotto, please come by later. We must discuss, this...festival we are planning." Vegeta sniggered. Gohan's jaw dropped. The King? Sniggering?

Gohan turned with his father, and looked at him. "What was that about father? You and the King looked like you've known each other for years."

Goku just smiled at his eldest son. "Wait and see, Gohan. Wait and see. The Festival will be wonderful. Trunks and Goten will love it."

Goku shot ahead of his son, heading back toward their house. Gohan stopped in mid air, starring at the dot that used to be his father. What kind of festival was he talking about? And Trunks and Goten? What the hell was going on? He'd have to wait and see...

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A/N: Ok, so the festival didn't really have to go with this story, but it has to go with the sequeal I mentioned last chappy! So brace yourself peeps! Sorry if this chappy was a bit confusing! But I couldn't help it. Thanks for the reviews! I'm sorry to say, I'm going to be taking a break! From writing, not reveiwing! So, this is really the only story I'm going to update. But thanks for the suport! I've got 18 more chapters to write before this fic is even close to finishing! God damnit! How do I do this?

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I'm really wondering if I should make a sequel to this fic. Please tell me if I should! If yall would bother to read it. I have a great idea in mind, but I'm not sure! Please tell me! Thanks!

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Panny-Plan