Hello all, I'm really sorry for not updating this sooner, I've just had a lot going on lately, I promise to update sooner next time.
So what do you think of the what's going on with Gohan? And don't tell me he'd 'take it like a man' that is something he isn't, and he would be very traumatized by him 'failing' in the fight with cell. And as for exactly how, and what happened during the fight…I don't know…haven't thought about it yet, but maybe the next chapter…oh, and do expect to see Gohan getting very violent later on.
Meeting of new friends
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Nancy sat there in a plush green cushioned chair, writing down notes of Gohan's health, when suddenly she heard a moan. She glanced up, seeing Gohan's arms flailing around violently, and his legs started to kick. Nancy hurriedly got up, and rushed to his side, using her arms to pin his to the bed. Thank goodness he isn't using all of his strength, or I'd probably be through a wall. She thought, as Gohan began to finally calm down, and stop kicking. Nancy took her arms away from his, and looked down at him, he looked like hell. Not his body, but the readable pain that was coming from his tear covered face.
Poor boy, I wonder what happened to him. She reached behind her and grabbed a tissue, and licked the tip. She then began to slowly work it around under his eyes and around his face, cleaning off all the tears the boy had shed in his fit.
Nancy's face was scrunched up in concentration, as she finished cleaning his face. She sighed, and started to pull back, when his eyes fluttered open.
Gohan's eyes locked with Nancy's, and she could tell there was confusion in his stare. "Um, hello. My name is Nancy, what's yours?" She offered, wanting to bring an end to his soul-searching stare.
Gohan gulped. Where am I, what is going on? "My, my name is Gohan." He offered timidly.
"Gohan huh? That's a nice name." Nancy smiled, trying to reassure him that everything was all right. "So, where do you come form Gohan?" She was surprised to see the instant she said 'come from', his face racked with horror, and his eyes grew darker as he turned within himself.
Gohan brought his arms to rap around his legs, and began to rock back and forth. Never once glancing at the very worried Nancy. Gohan began to mutter words in a hushed voice. Nancy could just make some of them out. 'My fault', 'dead', 'failed'.
Nancy leaned forward and began to shake his shoulders. "Gohan? What's the matter? Tell me what's wrong!" Gohan turned his face to her, he didn't see her at first, all he did was see the fire, the death.
My god! What could this poor boy have gone through to have such anguish in his heart?
"NOOO!" Gohan screamed in animalistic rage, "I killed them all!" Gohan threw her hands away from him and screamed. An ear-piercing howl filled the room, as Nancy looked up she was shocked to see the boy's hair start to waver, and flicker an odd gold hew. But before anything else happened he collapsed back on the bed, panting horribly. Nancy slowly dragged herself up, and with forced herself to go back beside the boy. When she looked down at him, he was breathing raggedly, his chest pumped up and down, and his eyes were closed as sweat pored profusely down his body. "What happened?" Nancy mumbled to no one.
After a few seconds his breathing became more regular, and his eyes slowly opened, immediately shooting over to Nancy and locking her gaze with his. Gohan struggled to sit, up, and before Nancy could stop herself she was beside him helping him up. "Thank you." Gohan said quietly. She is brave, I can't believe she's even near me after I spazed out like that. "Where am I?" Gohan asked in a small voice.
Nancy hesitated for a moment, not sure if he was safe to be near, but when she looked into his eyes, and no longer saw malice, and hate, just sorrow, she decided it was alright to talk to him.
"You are on the planet Nebzen, This is the home of the Nebzulians, which is what I and my people are." She gestured to herself as she said that 'I', she inched closer to him, and finally sat down on a stool beside his bed. She was now looking down into his deep brown eyes, eyes that held so much pain, and sorrow for one of such a young age. Should I ask him about his past? He might go off again, and next time I might not be so lucky. But when I look at him, I do not see any of the hate, and anger that he showed before. Some one has to trust this boy, that someone might as well be me.
Nancy summoned up her most charming smile, and asked the boy. "So Gohan, where do you come from? And how did you end up here?"
Gohan's eyes turned dark, and he shifted his gaze from her eyes, to one over her shoulder, but she knew that whatever was behind her, was not what he was seeing. He gripped onto the blankets harder, but unlike last time he did not go berserk.
Failure, pain, death, destruction, and all of it was my fault. But I can't go insane again, I can't risk hurting this girl, or anyone else around me, I have to keep it inside of me, I have to keep it buried. "I…I come from a planet called earth." He said in a low whisper, still not looking back at the girl.
"Gohan, please, don't be so frightened, whatever happened there don't worry, you are safe here." Nancy tried to reassure him. "Gohan?" She reached out her hand and wrestled his from the blanket, and held it tightly in her hand, hoping that because he had her hand in his, he would not go over the edge quite so easily and risk hurting her.
Gohan, startled at the sudden touch, quickly turned his deep brown eyes to Nancy and locked her eyes with his. "Why should I trust you, I don't know you?" But he made no movement to remove his hand.
Nancy smiled, and leaned down closer to his face to try and convince him. "You can trust me Gohan, our planet is full of only friendly people. You can trust anyone here. Now why don't you trust me, and tell me about yourself?" she stayed where she was, and was thankful she didn't jump when his hand squeezed hers harder when she mentioned him telling her about himself.
I know I can trust her, but it's just so hard for me to think about…home…let alone talk about it to a complete stranger. But…but when I look into her eyes, I see nothing but goodness, and purity. I think maybe I will be able to bring myself to talk to her. "My planet…was a beautiful planet. Full of life and people, it was home to many types of animals, and plants. It had vast huge oceans, and endless forests. I loved my planet, I just wish I could be there on it now." Gohan said those words with a wavering voice, having to force each description of the earth through clenched teeth.
Nancy noticed the pain coming from him, but what she noticed that was even more disturbing was his past tense use for his planet. I wonder what he meant by 'was'? Well I guess there only one way to find out. "Wow Gohan, your planet sounds lovely. But Gohan, why did you say 'was a beautiful planet'? Did something happen to it?"
Gohan's eyes swelled up with tears, and looked down instead of at her face. "Yes…something awful happened to my planet…it was destroyed, and it was my fault…I failed it. Gohan began to cry, tears streamed down his face, and he clutched her hand, looking for comfort, from the first person he's touched since he was home.
Nancy, not knowing anything better to do, leaned forward and drew him into an embrace, letting him cry into her shoulder. Whispering to him in his ear that everything was going to be all right. She rocked him slightly back and forth, never letting him go, never letting him loose the first comfort he's had in weeks.
After a while Gohan began to stop trying, and when he made a slight struggle, she let him go. She let him lay back down, but she never let go of his hand. "Gohan, are you feeling better sweetie?" Gohan gave a slight nod of his head. "Good, Gohan, I want you to know that, even though we just met, I'm here for you. You can tell me anything, do you want to talk about you home with me now?" Gohan gave a slight shake of his head. "Well, you can talk about it latter with me right?" Gohan gave a nod. "Good. Gohan I'm going to give you a pill, it will put you back to sleep, and you shouldn't be haunted by any nightmares ok?" Gohan smiled and nodded his head. Nancy finally let go of his hand, and walked over to the counter, she smiled as she saw out of the corner of her eye, that Gohan never stopped watching her with a curious expression on his face. He's so cute. Nancy thought as she rummaged around in the cabinet, looking for the sleeping pill she wanted. I feel so sorry for what happened to him, and I can't believe that his planet was destroyed because of him. I'll have to talk to him later when he's healed up better. Nancy decided as she walked back over to the bed with the pill and a glass of water. She sat back down on the edge of the bed and helped Gohan to lean forward to take the pill, and drink some of the water. "Now you rest Gohan, I'll be right over here watching over you ok?" Gohan nodded drowsily, the sleeping pill already having an affect on him.
This girl sure is nice. I feel I can trust her; I just…can't talk about it with her yet, not yet. Gohan quickly drifted off to a peaceful, dreamless slumber. His pain, and anguish finally leaving his face as he tilted his head and slept.
Yes, he defiantly is a cutie. Nancy thought as she got up as quietly as possible and walked back over to her chair and sat down. I sure hope he's all right later on, the way he's constantly saying 'my fault', and 'I failed', he might have some serious mental problems. Nancy tried to study the boys chart some more, but after reading it five times it got pretty repetitive, she figured she knew everything there was to know about him that they could find out with him unconscious. Now she just needed to wait until he was awake, so he could tell her more about himself. After trying to get into a book, which she always takes with her if she finds spare time, she contented herself to just watch Gohan. As his breath would lift up his chest and as he slowly exhaled, the slight twitch of his ear every now and then, as if an invisible fly was assailing him, and that cute, innocent genuine smile on his lips now, as he finally was at peace. Yes, he's defiantly a cute kid; I wonder how old he is, and how close our genetic makeup is to each other. Nancy's thoughts began to roam, and she had to mentally shake herself to stop, yeah, that's good Nancy, you just keep thinking about this 'boy', who also happens to be an alien, from an unknown planet. I can't get rapped up in him. Just maybe as a friend, just a friend.