Disclaimer; Once again people I DO NOT own Dragon Ball Z the simple
fact that this is a fanfic should tell you that. If you sue me I will
fight to the death for my computer.
Author's Note; Everybody wish the Queen of Random Happy Birthday and
hopefully if she decides to post on ff.net you would read her fic as
a nice b-day present ;) oh and by the way I have no intention of
keeping this untitled so if anyone thinks of something...I NEED HELP.
(no comments from the Queen)
Post author's note; thank you Jewels and Eva_X1 who gave me my first
reviews ever.
on with the fic...
When morning came Gohan was roused from sleep by the smell of bacon and eggs. He rolled
over expecting his bed but fell from the couch instead.
"Good morning sleepy head." He heard his mom call from the kitchen.
"Morning mom." He muttered from the ground.
He got up and headed straight for the kitchen, or more precisely the food. Right before
he took his first bite of breakfast he heard ChiChi say. "I know you're not going to eat before
you put those blankets away."
"Sometimes I think you really do have eyes in the back of your head." He said getting
up from his spot at the table.
"Of course, like I've been telling you since I can remember, when you have a kid you
grow eyes in the back of your head." She said still facing the stove, preoccupied with her
cooking.
"Do you want me to wake up Lazandra?" he asked.
"No. Let the poor dear sleep, she seemed so tired and she's been through hell I'm
sure." She said sounding sympathetic.
He looked at his door for a moment. She had at first seemed hostile and cold, but now
that he'd had a chance to think about it, it was more likely that she was afraid and a little
shell-shocked. He hoped that she would be able to deal with everything. He put away the blanket
and pillow then resumed his place at the table, eating.
Lazandra jerked awake when she heard shouting. "Gohan! Save some of that food for
Lazandra!"
She took in her surroundings when she remembered where she was and what had happened
yesterday. She stretched her body and hissed in pain. Her muscles protested any and all
movement. The bruises that covered her body were now very apparent instead of looking like
thicker spots of grime, and her cuts still stung. Some of them were probably infected
considering how dirty she had been. She cringed at the thought knowing that they would probably
have to be cleaned. Trying to ignore the pain she got out of bed found the robe and walked into
the kitchen.
She paused at the entrance to the room for a moment then Gohan saw her, now that she
was clean he could see that she had hair to match her eyes. Both were violet as the flower.
He got up and walked behind her gesturing towards one of the chairs. "Sit down." He patted her
back lightly and she flinched away from his touch.
He heard her sharp intake of breath and held his hands up and out in a 'what did I
do/I'm innocent' gesture. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. What did I do?" he asked.
"Don't worry, it wasn't your fault. It's just that I've got cuts and bruises all over."
"So I see." Gohan said looking at a substantial sized one near her temple.
"Sounds like I'm going to have to sit you down and clean them." ChiChi said turning to
put more food on the table.
"I was afraid you were going to say that." Lazandra said as she sat down. She looked at
the table once again surprised at the amount of food on the table. "Where does all this food
come from?" she asked in her astonishment.
"The forest, that and the river a few miles away. Gohan is quite the fisherman." ChiChi
said as she turned to put more food on the table.
"Dad was much better at it than me." He said, his cheeks stained a light pink.
Lazandra could see a small bit of sorrow in both their eyes but said nothing, believing
Gohan's father and ChiChi's husband probably died at the hands of the cyborgs.
"Oh! Lazandra, I, meant to give you these last night." She said and abruptly turned for
her room, remembering to turn off the stove before she went.
Lazandra stared after her for a moment before Gohan spoke.
"Help yourself to the food, before my mom thinks I ate it all and didn't leave you
any." He said with a grin.
Lazandra turned back to the table and began to fill her plate. By the time she had
what she wanted to eat ChiChi had returned.
"Here you go." She said handing Lazandra a pair of long gloves. "This way you wont have
to worry about touching us as much."
"Thank you." She said picking up the gloves and putting them on. They were made of a
thin white material, and fit her just a little too small.
"Well I'll make you a pair of your own later so they'll fit." ChiChi said as she put the
last of the food on the table, then served herself.
An hour or so later Gohan stood in front of the sink doing the dishes. As he washed and
dried the plates and everything else he thought about going out back after the androids again
soon. The longer he stayed here the more destruction the androids would cause. They'd gone on
rampaging long enough it had to stop soon or they would destroy everything.
All of a sudden he was jarred from his thoughts when he heard someone shout a very loud
'oowwww!'
He left the dishes in the sink and hurried to his mom's room. He opened the door to see
Lazandra lying flat on her stomach nothing covering her back and his mom leaning over her with a
large cotton swab.
"What on earth are you doing to her, mom?"
"I told you I was going to clean her cuts." ChiChi said.
"It sounds more like you're inflicting new ones."
ChiChi gave him THE look.
"What?" Gohan cried.
"Out Gohan, let me finish."
"You know Lazandra I'd be nicer about this." He said to her.
"You'd probably also go slower trying to be nice." Lazandra said lifting her head from
the pillow, her eyes were red rimmed and he could tell she had been biting down on the pillow.
Gohan looked a little sheepish when he thought about it. She was right of course he
would go slower and be gentle but it would, in the end just prolong her pain. He looked at her
for a moment, tilted his head, then said, "Alright." With that he left the room closing the door
behind him and returned to doing the dishes.
When ChiChi finally finished cleaning and bandaging the numerous gashes throughout
Lazandra's body she stood back and took in her handy work. "They're clean now but there's no
telling how long you had them before since your memory is a blank for most of that time. I don't
think any of these cuts are infected; still you're going to have some pretty nasty scars."
ChiChi turned from her to put the alcohol away. "I'm sorry I had to use alcohol, but thanks to
those merciless machines there hasn't been much peroxide to find."
"Don't worry, with cuts like this I'm sure peroxide would have hurt just as much as the
alcohol." Lazandra said not moving a muscle. "Do you mind if I just lay here for a while?"
"Not at all. I'm sure after all that the last thing you want to do is move." ChiChi
replied. "I'll just put these away... Oh, and do you want any Excedrin or something? I know it
won't do much good against the pain but it might help you sleep."
"Sure."
ChiChi put away the gloves, cotton balls, alcohol and gauze she had used on Lazandra,
pulled out the Excedrin and then called over her shoulder, "I'm going to get you some water,
I'll be right back." She said as she walked out the door. She headed into the kitchen and took
a glass from her son just as he finished rinsing it.
"I just washed that."
"I know. All she needs is a glass of water to wash these down." She said showing him
the pills.
"Is she going to be ok?"
"Well, nothing's infected, amazingly enough, but there'll be a lot of scarring.
Probably just as much on the inside as the outside." She replied.
"The androids destroyed her life, cliché though it might sound, she's actually handling
it pretty well."
ChiChi turned to look at him seriously. "At least when your father died we knew he
died in peace surrounded by people who cared about him." Her eyes were slightly downcast at the
thought of her husband.
"I miss him too."
"If only he had been here before..." she looked a little forlorn as she ran this train
of thought through her head for the hundredth time. Then she seemed to shake herself from those
thoughts, "I should hurry up and get this to Lazandra." She turned and left towards her bedroom,
while Gohan got back to rinsing the dishes, thoughts of his father still running circles in his
mind.
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ok people don't neglect me. I'm feeling very unappreciated. all you
have to do is click on the little button at the bottom of the screen
and type a little message, it's not that hard really. my original
threat still stands no reviews no updates...ok, so that will more than
likely turn out to be a lie but still. Even if you don't have anything
to say just let me know my story's being read and liked...
fact that this is a fanfic should tell you that. If you sue me I will
fight to the death for my computer.
Author's Note; Everybody wish the Queen of Random Happy Birthday and
hopefully if she decides to post on ff.net you would read her fic as
a nice b-day present ;) oh and by the way I have no intention of
keeping this untitled so if anyone thinks of something...I NEED HELP.
(no comments from the Queen)
Post author's note; thank you Jewels and Eva_X1 who gave me my first
reviews ever.
on with the fic...
When morning came Gohan was roused from sleep by the smell of bacon and eggs. He rolled
over expecting his bed but fell from the couch instead.
"Good morning sleepy head." He heard his mom call from the kitchen.
"Morning mom." He muttered from the ground.
He got up and headed straight for the kitchen, or more precisely the food. Right before
he took his first bite of breakfast he heard ChiChi say. "I know you're not going to eat before
you put those blankets away."
"Sometimes I think you really do have eyes in the back of your head." He said getting
up from his spot at the table.
"Of course, like I've been telling you since I can remember, when you have a kid you
grow eyes in the back of your head." She said still facing the stove, preoccupied with her
cooking.
"Do you want me to wake up Lazandra?" he asked.
"No. Let the poor dear sleep, she seemed so tired and she's been through hell I'm
sure." She said sounding sympathetic.
He looked at his door for a moment. She had at first seemed hostile and cold, but now
that he'd had a chance to think about it, it was more likely that she was afraid and a little
shell-shocked. He hoped that she would be able to deal with everything. He put away the blanket
and pillow then resumed his place at the table, eating.
Lazandra jerked awake when she heard shouting. "Gohan! Save some of that food for
Lazandra!"
She took in her surroundings when she remembered where she was and what had happened
yesterday. She stretched her body and hissed in pain. Her muscles protested any and all
movement. The bruises that covered her body were now very apparent instead of looking like
thicker spots of grime, and her cuts still stung. Some of them were probably infected
considering how dirty she had been. She cringed at the thought knowing that they would probably
have to be cleaned. Trying to ignore the pain she got out of bed found the robe and walked into
the kitchen.
She paused at the entrance to the room for a moment then Gohan saw her, now that she
was clean he could see that she had hair to match her eyes. Both were violet as the flower.
He got up and walked behind her gesturing towards one of the chairs. "Sit down." He patted her
back lightly and she flinched away from his touch.
He heard her sharp intake of breath and held his hands up and out in a 'what did I
do/I'm innocent' gesture. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. What did I do?" he asked.
"Don't worry, it wasn't your fault. It's just that I've got cuts and bruises all over."
"So I see." Gohan said looking at a substantial sized one near her temple.
"Sounds like I'm going to have to sit you down and clean them." ChiChi said turning to
put more food on the table.
"I was afraid you were going to say that." Lazandra said as she sat down. She looked at
the table once again surprised at the amount of food on the table. "Where does all this food
come from?" she asked in her astonishment.
"The forest, that and the river a few miles away. Gohan is quite the fisherman." ChiChi
said as she turned to put more food on the table.
"Dad was much better at it than me." He said, his cheeks stained a light pink.
Lazandra could see a small bit of sorrow in both their eyes but said nothing, believing
Gohan's father and ChiChi's husband probably died at the hands of the cyborgs.
"Oh! Lazandra, I, meant to give you these last night." She said and abruptly turned for
her room, remembering to turn off the stove before she went.
Lazandra stared after her for a moment before Gohan spoke.
"Help yourself to the food, before my mom thinks I ate it all and didn't leave you
any." He said with a grin.
Lazandra turned back to the table and began to fill her plate. By the time she had
what she wanted to eat ChiChi had returned.
"Here you go." She said handing Lazandra a pair of long gloves. "This way you wont have
to worry about touching us as much."
"Thank you." She said picking up the gloves and putting them on. They were made of a
thin white material, and fit her just a little too small.
"Well I'll make you a pair of your own later so they'll fit." ChiChi said as she put the
last of the food on the table, then served herself.
An hour or so later Gohan stood in front of the sink doing the dishes. As he washed and
dried the plates and everything else he thought about going out back after the androids again
soon. The longer he stayed here the more destruction the androids would cause. They'd gone on
rampaging long enough it had to stop soon or they would destroy everything.
All of a sudden he was jarred from his thoughts when he heard someone shout a very loud
'oowwww!'
He left the dishes in the sink and hurried to his mom's room. He opened the door to see
Lazandra lying flat on her stomach nothing covering her back and his mom leaning over her with a
large cotton swab.
"What on earth are you doing to her, mom?"
"I told you I was going to clean her cuts." ChiChi said.
"It sounds more like you're inflicting new ones."
ChiChi gave him THE look.
"What?" Gohan cried.
"Out Gohan, let me finish."
"You know Lazandra I'd be nicer about this." He said to her.
"You'd probably also go slower trying to be nice." Lazandra said lifting her head from
the pillow, her eyes were red rimmed and he could tell she had been biting down on the pillow.
Gohan looked a little sheepish when he thought about it. She was right of course he
would go slower and be gentle but it would, in the end just prolong her pain. He looked at her
for a moment, tilted his head, then said, "Alright." With that he left the room closing the door
behind him and returned to doing the dishes.
When ChiChi finally finished cleaning and bandaging the numerous gashes throughout
Lazandra's body she stood back and took in her handy work. "They're clean now but there's no
telling how long you had them before since your memory is a blank for most of that time. I don't
think any of these cuts are infected; still you're going to have some pretty nasty scars."
ChiChi turned from her to put the alcohol away. "I'm sorry I had to use alcohol, but thanks to
those merciless machines there hasn't been much peroxide to find."
"Don't worry, with cuts like this I'm sure peroxide would have hurt just as much as the
alcohol." Lazandra said not moving a muscle. "Do you mind if I just lay here for a while?"
"Not at all. I'm sure after all that the last thing you want to do is move." ChiChi
replied. "I'll just put these away... Oh, and do you want any Excedrin or something? I know it
won't do much good against the pain but it might help you sleep."
"Sure."
ChiChi put away the gloves, cotton balls, alcohol and gauze she had used on Lazandra,
pulled out the Excedrin and then called over her shoulder, "I'm going to get you some water,
I'll be right back." She said as she walked out the door. She headed into the kitchen and took
a glass from her son just as he finished rinsing it.
"I just washed that."
"I know. All she needs is a glass of water to wash these down." She said showing him
the pills.
"Is she going to be ok?"
"Well, nothing's infected, amazingly enough, but there'll be a lot of scarring.
Probably just as much on the inside as the outside." She replied.
"The androids destroyed her life, cliché though it might sound, she's actually handling
it pretty well."
ChiChi turned to look at him seriously. "At least when your father died we knew he
died in peace surrounded by people who cared about him." Her eyes were slightly downcast at the
thought of her husband.
"I miss him too."
"If only he had been here before..." she looked a little forlorn as she ran this train
of thought through her head for the hundredth time. Then she seemed to shake herself from those
thoughts, "I should hurry up and get this to Lazandra." She turned and left towards her bedroom,
while Gohan got back to rinsing the dishes, thoughts of his father still running circles in his
mind.
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ok people don't neglect me. I'm feeling very unappreciated. all you
have to do is click on the little button at the bottom of the screen
and type a little message, it's not that hard really. my original
threat still stands no reviews no updates...ok, so that will more than
likely turn out to be a lie but still. Even if you don't have anything
to say just let me know my story's being read and liked...