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The Jade Princess: Chapter 5
The hallways are dark. But the lone figure didn't mind. He'd been around these halls long enough to know his way around. He continued his way down the hall, the only sound heard was of his own bare feet, padding on the cold floor. Stopping in front of a door with his hand on the knob, he hesitated. Did he really want to do this? He wasn't sure. Normally, he'd turn to Gohan. But that wasn't possible. Gohan's not around, and he's in no condition for this. Without a second thought he turned the knob and opened the door. He stepped inside knowing that his father hated such childish behavior, but he needed to do this. Timidly he spoke up, "Mom, Dad. Can I talk to you?"
Waking up from their own uneasy sleep, they scooted aside so that their son can have a spot between them. "Sure honey." Bulma said holding her arms out for a hug. Climbing into the comforting arms of his mother, he confessed what had been on his mind. "I'm scared."
Normally, Vegeta'd snort and say something mean, but he knew this wasn't the time for that. Holding his tongue he put his hand on his son's back in hope of comforting him. He responded, "Trunks, you know you don't have the disease. We already did the tests." "It's not that. I know I'm not sick, it's just that, it's my fault they got sick. If I hadn't made Goten play even though he said he wasn't feeling well, then maybe.... Or if I hadn't suggested that me an' Crystal get cookies so she wont feel sad about Goten, then she wouldn't have fell."
Realizing how her son was feeling Bulma tried to explain what was going on. All he knew was that Crystal and Goten were sick and he thinks it's his fault. "Trunks, you know those tests you took? Those were to find out if you had the same thing as Crystal and Goten. And you don't."
"Uh-huh. But what do they have? Their gonna get better right? They just need some soup. Mom lets go buy them some soup." Trunks pleaded desperately. Glancing at her husband for help, she sighed seeing he too, didn't know how to tell Trunks. "No sweaty. They won't get better. Dr. Suguii says that they only have 5 months to live." Her heart broke at the sight of her son's pain. He's too young to go through this. Crystal and Goten are too young to die. We're all to young to go through this. Is their even an age for anyone to suffer this way?
"No!, Dr. Suguii's wrong! He's, he's an old fart! They'll get better. You'll see!" Bulma's heart broke even more as her son crashed into her arms and started to cry. Her own vision got blurry as she held her son. Vegeta held onto his wife and son, letting them cry in his arms. It wasn't his pride that kept him from crying. It was his will to be strong for his family. Though deep down, in the center of himself, he too wanted to cry. He wanted to cry for a lost hope.
The Jade Princess: Chapter 5
The hallways are dark. But the lone figure didn't mind. He'd been around these halls long enough to know his way around. He continued his way down the hall, the only sound heard was of his own bare feet, padding on the cold floor. Stopping in front of a door with his hand on the knob, he hesitated. Did he really want to do this? He wasn't sure. Normally, he'd turn to Gohan. But that wasn't possible. Gohan's not around, and he's in no condition for this. Without a second thought he turned the knob and opened the door. He stepped inside knowing that his father hated such childish behavior, but he needed to do this. Timidly he spoke up, "Mom, Dad. Can I talk to you?"
Waking up from their own uneasy sleep, they scooted aside so that their son can have a spot between them. "Sure honey." Bulma said holding her arms out for a hug. Climbing into the comforting arms of his mother, he confessed what had been on his mind. "I'm scared."
Normally, Vegeta'd snort and say something mean, but he knew this wasn't the time for that. Holding his tongue he put his hand on his son's back in hope of comforting him. He responded, "Trunks, you know you don't have the disease. We already did the tests." "It's not that. I know I'm not sick, it's just that, it's my fault they got sick. If I hadn't made Goten play even though he said he wasn't feeling well, then maybe.... Or if I hadn't suggested that me an' Crystal get cookies so she wont feel sad about Goten, then she wouldn't have fell."
Realizing how her son was feeling Bulma tried to explain what was going on. All he knew was that Crystal and Goten were sick and he thinks it's his fault. "Trunks, you know those tests you took? Those were to find out if you had the same thing as Crystal and Goten. And you don't."
"Uh-huh. But what do they have? Their gonna get better right? They just need some soup. Mom lets go buy them some soup." Trunks pleaded desperately. Glancing at her husband for help, she sighed seeing he too, didn't know how to tell Trunks. "No sweaty. They won't get better. Dr. Suguii says that they only have 5 months to live." Her heart broke at the sight of her son's pain. He's too young to go through this. Crystal and Goten are too young to die. We're all to young to go through this. Is their even an age for anyone to suffer this way?
"No!, Dr. Suguii's wrong! He's, he's an old fart! They'll get better. You'll see!" Bulma's heart broke even more as her son crashed into her arms and started to cry. Her own vision got blurry as she held her son. Vegeta held onto his wife and son, letting them cry in his arms. It wasn't his pride that kept him from crying. It was his will to be strong for his family. Though deep down, in the center of himself, he too wanted to cry. He wanted to cry for a lost hope.