Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty – The Season of Dragon Ramen
Written by: Feraligreater328
Overseen by: StevenBodner and SparkerLightning
A/N: And now begins my second Dragon Ball short story, this one focusing on a character that I feel deserves a ton more love and respect: Chi-Chi. So please, enjoy and let me know what you think with reviews and PMs and such. This one will not be 20 chapters, rather it will be 10. But these chapters should have a bit more meat to keep you guys invested~
Chapter 1: The Season Begins
In the fields near Raditz's home...
Raditz wiped a waterfall of sweat from his forehead as he took his reaping scythe to the wheat at his feet. A hot summer wind swept down and sent the latest crop whipping to the side. Raditz bound his handful and tossed it into his cart. Then he looked around at the various workers helping with this latest, bountiful haul. He groaned. "If only you could see me now, Dad. If only..."
Raditz's arm dropped, his eyes hitting the ground. "If only..."
Without finishing his thought, Raditz went back to harvesting wheat. Bundle after bundle fell onto his little hand truck until it was too full to carry anymore and Raditz was off, taking the wheat to the silo that had constructed for it to await its shipment out. In the three years since Bardock had left off into space, the Son Family Farms had grown from a little business in the mountains to a cross-continental food supplier the likes that Earth had never seen.
Out of everything Raditz thought he would amount to in the universe, businessman had never even crossed his mind.
"Business-Saiyan. That's you, Raditz. Nothing but...a Business-Saiyan..."
"If only you could see me now, Dad..."
"WHOA! HOLY CRAP! HOLY FRIGGIN' CRAP!"
Raditz nearly spilled over the handle to his hand truck. Quickly gaining his balance, Raditz abandoned his load and ran over to the source of the noise, to that familiar voice, to his little brother. "KAKAROT! WHAT'S WRONG?!"
Goku was sitting there on the ground, a stammer in his voice. His hands were trembling so fiercely is was dragging ruts in the dirt. "It's..."
Raditz cried out. "What?!"
Goku gasped out. "I-It's..."
Raditz screamed. "WHAT?!"
Goku turned to Raditz, stars in his eyes. He swept his arm out to the section of wheat behind him and Raditz flinched back. "Red?! The wheat is red?!"
He reached out and grabbed a stalk of ruby red wheat, pulling it up and examining it closely. "Why is the wheat red?!"
Goku chuckled with good natured joy. "Tis the season, Raditz! The best season! The best season EVER!"
Goku picked up his harvesting sickle and slashed down eight bundles in one swing. He gathered them up and leapt into the air. "IT'S THE SEASON OF DRAGON RAMEN, RADITZ! I GET TO HAVE DRAGON RAMEN AGAIN!"
Goku flew off in a furious rush, leaving his depressive older brother confused in a sea of bizarrely red wheat.
At Goku and Chi-Chi's house...
Chi-Chi stood at the sink in her kitchen, absently drying glasses with a vacant expression on her face. A single strand of hair fell from her perfectly-primmed do and she was on it immediately, rebinding both buns tightly around her accursed horns and keeping them hidden from sight. Then she was back at it with the drying.
As the table behind her mother, Chika was enjoying a chocolate chip biscuit with a smile. "You're so good at doing hair, Mama~"
Chi-Chi flinched, and then turned to her daughter, spying the similarly done up buns bound around Chika's horns. She gave a nervous laugh. "I sure am, huh...?"
Chi-Chi groaned. She hadn't yet explained what those horns meant to her poor, baby girl yet. She wasn't sure how. As far as she was concerned, demon culture was something very, very far off in the future. Something that she might not even explain until her deathbed. Maybe even something she would talk beyond that.
As far as Chi-Chi was concerned, her vaunted heritage was something to be bound in a dusty old book and utterly forgotten. And then Goku's voice rang out as clearly and sharply as a crystal bell. "CHI-CHI! RED WHEAT HAS GROWN! IT'S DRAGON RAMEN SEASON!"
Chi-Chi dropped the glass into the sink and it shattered into tiny piece. "Shit."
