Goku, can you hear me?

I am angry beyond measure. I'm worried about Goten, but I'm still incredibly angry with that...that monster sitting below us.

Never moving once, just staring, during this half-hour since Piccolo made the deal with him.

I've never really seen Piccolo that scared. But then again, we all are.

Or we all were, until I stopped being scared.

I realized that I am angry with Majin Buu. Years of anger is coursing through my veins; years of hurt, frustration and pain kept inside all this time. And he sits there, watching each grain fall down...counting. Counting and waiting for his battle with the warrior. My youngest son, my little baby: my Goten.

What am I upset about though? I should be used to having to watch my family go off and fight deadly villains by now. But...

This isn't fair.

Goku is dead, Gohan is probably dead as well, and Goten must -

They say that bad times cause your life to flash before your eyes. I breathe in and out, deeply. My eyes close. Goku, I need you by my side...

I had enough trouble trying to make sure Gohan actually learned something instead of beating up villains with Goku.

Sure, I was mad at Goku dragging Gohan out to train with him, but I still loved him.

I never imagined that he would leave me to bring up our two sons.

All alone.

I remember when we were kids, when I had first met him. We sat underneath a tree eating apples together.

I think that's when I really fell for him.

Oh, how I wished, oh so hard, that I could fight along side him against Cell, and all those others... But I would just get in the way. I'm strong, but never strong enough. Has there ever been a female Super Saiyen? If there was, or would be, I would love to be the first. I would have fought along with my family, and maybe I wouldn't have worried so much...

My eyes open, and I look over to where Bulma is. She's going through the same thing I am: her son must fight as well, to become Gotenks with Goten.

She looks up at me and smiles weekly, her eyes filled with worry. I smile back and mouth "It'll be alright."

She nods and looks back out at him. I follow her example.

He's still sitting, counting, waiting. He smiles evilly and his eyes narrow.

I can't get Goku off my mind. I can't stop thinking of what he would do in my position. I know that he wouldn't just watch; he would go out there...

Battle scenes pass through my mind. The tournament. The fights. The powering up. The sheer joy of winning, of defending a title, or your home planet.

Goku's voice yelling attacks echoes through my mind.

Just as quickly, scenes from home start flashing before my eyes. I close them, feeling slightly dizzy. A small Gohan, running around, flying on Nimbus. Goku laughing. Goten and I training. My promise to Goku, when we were little.

And something else runs through my head:

What would Goku do?

I know what he would do. He would fight.

So I will fight for him.

My eyes open, burning with quiet determination. And anger.

I take a deep breath, and march out and down the stairs. Towards Majin Buu.

I can hear everyone's voices yelling frantically. But I hear nothing but sounds.

Majin Buu continues counting as I approach him.

I yell something, and slap him. Hard.

Finally, he looks up.

"Do you like eggs?" He asks.

I step backwards, in astonishment, my mouth wide open.

I feel strange, like I'm being pushed in all directions.

Crack.

And I know no more.

The Otaku Ramblings: No more Dragonball from me....this was too hard... x.x

Sorry if I messed anything up, I'm not big into DBZ.

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