Goten
He felt the wind in his hair as he sat on Nimbus, letting the cloud carry him through the sky with percision and accuracy. He could sense his brother behind him, but he didn't mind, he knew his mom had just sent him after to make sure he'd make it to band practice okay. His big brother was quite busy so he was glad that he spared his time to look out for him. He really loved Gohan. He idled his big brother. He wondered why Gohan didn't want to be in the band. It was okay though. If there was one person he really wished to be in the band it would be:
Trunks Vegeta Briefs.
Trunks went to private school and, if/when he was allowed out of the house, they tried to play the training game. But Goten had a feeling that with every smile Trunks gave him, there were at least two frowns behind it. He was able to sense other people's feelings on occasion, but he didn't tell anyone this. It never happened around girls though, or anyone he didn't know. Usually it was his father, Gohan, Trunks, and sometimes even Vegeta.
Vegeta scared him.
But even though, he felt an odd sort of sad feeling lingering around Vegeta like a layer of skin. His anger radiated like an aura and Goten never knew what exactly he was so angry about. It didn't really matter though. He didn't talk to him unless he had to and, when he did, he showed respect. Vegeta was so unlike anyone he had ever known. The closest in comparison was Piccolo because the Namek was a quiet person. But he knew Piccolo wasn't angry because when he was you knew it.
He got angry at Vegeta a lot. Over reasons he didn't understand. He knew some of it had to do with Trunks' mother, and sometimes it was about Trunks.
Other times it was just about things in general.
He hated it when fights broke out at band practice because it made him feel like he wasn't important. It made him feel lonely and sad and frustrated. And with that he became angry because he didn't understand why they had to fight all the time. Bands were supposed to have fun and be happy, right?
Right?
He saw Satan city on the horizon and he hoped a fight wouldn't break out tonight or he felt as if he'd burst or hold his breath until he was blue in the face. He hoped his father would stop them like he usually did. He smiled. He looked up to his father as well. And Piccolo too, in a weird sense. But Vegeta...
Why couldn't Vegeta just be happy?
He wished he could do something to make that man smile but he knew that this wasn't any ordinary person he was dealing with. It was the Prince of Saijins and so he had to be extra careful with the ways he would plan this.
It would take awhile.
And lots of planning.
But if he made Vegeta smile...
It'd be worth it.
It'd be worth the time and the effort..
If he could make Vegeta smile.
Nimbus flew him into Satan City and to the place between an old warehouse and a condemmed apartment building. He hopped off the cloud and turned around looking for his brother. He spotted him on the roof of a nearby building. "I'll see you later Gohan!!" he shouted, waving. His brother smiled, nodded, and waved before flying off. He watched his brother go and then turned toward the entrance of the building.
It was time for band practice.
He felt the wind in his hair as he sat on Nimbus, letting the cloud carry him through the sky with percision and accuracy. He could sense his brother behind him, but he didn't mind, he knew his mom had just sent him after to make sure he'd make it to band practice okay. His big brother was quite busy so he was glad that he spared his time to look out for him. He really loved Gohan. He idled his big brother. He wondered why Gohan didn't want to be in the band. It was okay though. If there was one person he really wished to be in the band it would be:
Trunks Vegeta Briefs.
Trunks went to private school and, if/when he was allowed out of the house, they tried to play the training game. But Goten had a feeling that with every smile Trunks gave him, there were at least two frowns behind it. He was able to sense other people's feelings on occasion, but he didn't tell anyone this. It never happened around girls though, or anyone he didn't know. Usually it was his father, Gohan, Trunks, and sometimes even Vegeta.
Vegeta scared him.
But even though, he felt an odd sort of sad feeling lingering around Vegeta like a layer of skin. His anger radiated like an aura and Goten never knew what exactly he was so angry about. It didn't really matter though. He didn't talk to him unless he had to and, when he did, he showed respect. Vegeta was so unlike anyone he had ever known. The closest in comparison was Piccolo because the Namek was a quiet person. But he knew Piccolo wasn't angry because when he was you knew it.
He got angry at Vegeta a lot. Over reasons he didn't understand. He knew some of it had to do with Trunks' mother, and sometimes it was about Trunks.
Other times it was just about things in general.
He hated it when fights broke out at band practice because it made him feel like he wasn't important. It made him feel lonely and sad and frustrated. And with that he became angry because he didn't understand why they had to fight all the time. Bands were supposed to have fun and be happy, right?
Right?
He saw Satan city on the horizon and he hoped a fight wouldn't break out tonight or he felt as if he'd burst or hold his breath until he was blue in the face. He hoped his father would stop them like he usually did. He smiled. He looked up to his father as well. And Piccolo too, in a weird sense. But Vegeta...
Why couldn't Vegeta just be happy?
He wished he could do something to make that man smile but he knew that this wasn't any ordinary person he was dealing with. It was the Prince of Saijins and so he had to be extra careful with the ways he would plan this.
It would take awhile.
And lots of planning.
But if he made Vegeta smile...
It'd be worth it.
It'd be worth the time and the effort..
If he could make Vegeta smile.
Nimbus flew him into Satan City and to the place between an old warehouse and a condemmed apartment building. He hopped off the cloud and turned around looking for his brother. He spotted him on the roof of a nearby building. "I'll see you later Gohan!!" he shouted, waving. His brother smiled, nodded, and waved before flying off. He watched his brother go and then turned toward the entrance of the building.
It was time for band practice.