disclaimer; this is a FANfic not an owner fic. I'm not rich, you sue
me you won't get much besides my knew hat, and nobody can take my fudge
shop cookies-you'll have to kill me for those.
author's note; Look I've come up with a title! But it sucks so if
anyone can think of anything better don't be shy, please. You can even
e-mail me if you prefer.
random rant; why is it my feet can survive 2 proms in high heels, but
can't survive one night in a club?
random quote; "'You smell of other people's blood, ma patite.'
I smiled at him, sweetly. 'It was no one you knew....'"
-Jean-Claude(vampire) and Anita Blake
Gohan spotted his house on the horizon and couldn't wait to get home. Once he landed on the
grass in front of the house he stood there for a moment enjoying the sight he rarely got to see
now a day. Gohan walked in the door and called out to his mom.
"Back here dear!" He heard coming from the backyard. He walked out the back door and was
greeted by the sight of his mother planting some seeds. He kneeled near his mom and was about
to give her a hug when he heard her say, "Go take a bath Gohan, you need one."
"I love you too mom." He said and wandered back into the house preparing to do just that. As
soon as he got out of the shower he was met with the smell of something cooking, but it was
nothing that his mother had ever made before. He quickly got dressed and followed the smell
to the kitchen, calling out ahead of him. "What are you cooking, mom?"
"I'm not." He jumped and turned, ChiChi was behind him.
"Then who?"
"Who else? Zandra." She said as though it was as simple as one plus one. "Although we weren't
expecting you home today so there's not too much food."
"Don't worry I'll let you guys eat first."
The girls quickly fixed their plates and when they were done Gohan ate whatever was left on
the table. When they were done eating Gohan turned to Lazandra. "You cook as good as my mom."
"Thanks. The recipe for this is about the only thing I have left from my mom." She said,
melancholy apparent in her voice.
"Zandra why don't you go ahead and go to sleep, I know how early you got up this morning.
Gohan and I will do the dishes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah of course, besides you walked all the way down to the river and you made the food.
Don't worry about it." ChiChi said waving off her concerns.
"Good-night then." Lazandra said and left to her room.
After they had just finished the dishes they sat down to talk.
"So, Gohan, where have you been?"
"Actually, I just came from visiting Bulma and Trunks. They'd like to see you."
ChiChi glanced at him. "It's been a while since I've seen them, how are they?"
"Trunks is growing up. He's so much older than I remember him. In body and mind."
"Well growing up without a father can do that."
Gohan shook his head. "Growing up knowing you're capable of stopping your fathers killers
from destroying entire cities except that you don't have the training can also do that."
He said.
ChiChi narrowed her eyes at her son. "Bulma will have your head." She stated matter-of-factly
knowing that he was considering training Trunks.
He grinned. "It wouldn't be the first time she's had a Saiyan for lunch, then spit him right
back out."
His mother laughed lightly. "Well, us women who put up with you Saiyans have to be stubborn
enough to reign you in when necessary." She looked down at her hands. "How long are you
planning on staying home this time?"
"I don't know." He shrugged.
She took a breath and took on her stubborn air. "I was hoping you would stay for a while to
help Lazandra so I can go visit Bulma."
Gohan nodded. "When do you want to go?"
"I was thinking of going in couple of days, and maybe staying a couple of weeks."
The next day Lazandra was informed of ChiChi's leaving the next day.
"How long are you going to be gone?" She asked.
"I was thinking of staying for about two weeks."
Lazandra smiled. "You're just going to have to teach me to cook in Saiyan proportions before
you leave."
ChiChi grinned. "Just quadruple the amount of everything you put in."
"Hey!" Gohan cried.
When Lazandra and ChiChi cooked meals that day her formula of times four seemed to work. After
ChiChi finished her packing the three headed towards the lake to go for a swim and spent most
of the day there. The next day ChiChi left before Lazandra woke up.
"Why didn't you wake me up so I could say good-bye?" She cried to Gohan.
"I tried but mom wouldn't let me." He said in his defense. "Besides if you weren't such a
hard sleeper you would have woken up. I did everything loud enough to wake the dead."
Other than that little argument things went quite smoothly that day with Lazandra reminding
Gohan of his promise to train her.
"You remembered, huh?" He asked.
"Of course. So when do we start." She asked smugly.
"I was kind of hoping you forgot but I won't go back on my word. I suppose we can start
tomorrow." He said resignedly.
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author's note; the next chapter is going to have some heavier content
so...I just thought I'd forewarn you. I'm loving the reviews thank you
so much. I do read them, in case anyone was wondering.
me you won't get much besides my knew hat, and nobody can take my fudge
shop cookies-you'll have to kill me for those.
author's note; Look I've come up with a title! But it sucks so if
anyone can think of anything better don't be shy, please. You can even
e-mail me if you prefer.
random rant; why is it my feet can survive 2 proms in high heels, but
can't survive one night in a club?
random quote; "'You smell of other people's blood, ma patite.'
I smiled at him, sweetly. 'It was no one you knew....'"
-Jean-Claude(vampire) and Anita Blake
Gohan spotted his house on the horizon and couldn't wait to get home. Once he landed on the
grass in front of the house he stood there for a moment enjoying the sight he rarely got to see
now a day. Gohan walked in the door and called out to his mom.
"Back here dear!" He heard coming from the backyard. He walked out the back door and was
greeted by the sight of his mother planting some seeds. He kneeled near his mom and was about
to give her a hug when he heard her say, "Go take a bath Gohan, you need one."
"I love you too mom." He said and wandered back into the house preparing to do just that. As
soon as he got out of the shower he was met with the smell of something cooking, but it was
nothing that his mother had ever made before. He quickly got dressed and followed the smell
to the kitchen, calling out ahead of him. "What are you cooking, mom?"
"I'm not." He jumped and turned, ChiChi was behind him.
"Then who?"
"Who else? Zandra." She said as though it was as simple as one plus one. "Although we weren't
expecting you home today so there's not too much food."
"Don't worry I'll let you guys eat first."
The girls quickly fixed their plates and when they were done Gohan ate whatever was left on
the table. When they were done eating Gohan turned to Lazandra. "You cook as good as my mom."
"Thanks. The recipe for this is about the only thing I have left from my mom." She said,
melancholy apparent in her voice.
"Zandra why don't you go ahead and go to sleep, I know how early you got up this morning.
Gohan and I will do the dishes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah of course, besides you walked all the way down to the river and you made the food.
Don't worry about it." ChiChi said waving off her concerns.
"Good-night then." Lazandra said and left to her room.
After they had just finished the dishes they sat down to talk.
"So, Gohan, where have you been?"
"Actually, I just came from visiting Bulma and Trunks. They'd like to see you."
ChiChi glanced at him. "It's been a while since I've seen them, how are they?"
"Trunks is growing up. He's so much older than I remember him. In body and mind."
"Well growing up without a father can do that."
Gohan shook his head. "Growing up knowing you're capable of stopping your fathers killers
from destroying entire cities except that you don't have the training can also do that."
He said.
ChiChi narrowed her eyes at her son. "Bulma will have your head." She stated matter-of-factly
knowing that he was considering training Trunks.
He grinned. "It wouldn't be the first time she's had a Saiyan for lunch, then spit him right
back out."
His mother laughed lightly. "Well, us women who put up with you Saiyans have to be stubborn
enough to reign you in when necessary." She looked down at her hands. "How long are you
planning on staying home this time?"
"I don't know." He shrugged.
She took a breath and took on her stubborn air. "I was hoping you would stay for a while to
help Lazandra so I can go visit Bulma."
Gohan nodded. "When do you want to go?"
"I was thinking of going in couple of days, and maybe staying a couple of weeks."
The next day Lazandra was informed of ChiChi's leaving the next day.
"How long are you going to be gone?" She asked.
"I was thinking of staying for about two weeks."
Lazandra smiled. "You're just going to have to teach me to cook in Saiyan proportions before
you leave."
ChiChi grinned. "Just quadruple the amount of everything you put in."
"Hey!" Gohan cried.
When Lazandra and ChiChi cooked meals that day her formula of times four seemed to work. After
ChiChi finished her packing the three headed towards the lake to go for a swim and spent most
of the day there. The next day ChiChi left before Lazandra woke up.
"Why didn't you wake me up so I could say good-bye?" She cried to Gohan.
"I tried but mom wouldn't let me." He said in his defense. "Besides if you weren't such a
hard sleeper you would have woken up. I did everything loud enough to wake the dead."
Other than that little argument things went quite smoothly that day with Lazandra reminding
Gohan of his promise to train her.
"You remembered, huh?" He asked.
"Of course. So when do we start." She asked smugly.
"I was kind of hoping you forgot but I won't go back on my word. I suppose we can start
tomorrow." He said resignedly.
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author's note; the next chapter is going to have some heavier content
so...I just thought I'd forewarn you. I'm loving the reviews thank you
so much. I do read them, in case anyone was wondering.