Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. If I did, Goku would be dead, Gohan wouldn't be a dork, Mirai would be cooler (if that's possible) and Vegeta would do more instead of just sitting there constantly trying to become stronger than Goku. Plus I'd be on the show as Trunks' or Mirai Trunks' girlfriend/wife. So there. But I don't own DBZ.
(A/N)Chavi: This is my first fic. So there. In other words, I want feedback. If you read this and don't review I'm going to hit you with my brother's baseball bat. Basically in this fic, Goku's dead, and Gohan is dying. I dunno if all of the sagas happened cause I didn't really think about it. This is something I scribbled down in my notebook. If I get at least 5 reviews, I might write more to it. But if not, or if people tell me there isn't much else to write, then I'll either delete it or I'll just not write another chapter. So there. And there might be some OOC-ness, but don't kill me. I warned you. I tried. So there.
Goten laid on his back on the grass. The teen stared at the clear blue sky, pain in his eyes. 'How ironic,' he thought. 'Such a beautiful day.' It was supposed to have been a harmless party, for fun. Who could've guessed it would end so tragically?
Behind him came the sound of crunching grass. Goten shut his eyes to hold back the tears threatening to overtake him. "Hello, Trunks," he said flatly. He heard a sigh, then Trunks sat on the grass next to him.
"He's not going to make it," Trunks commented, fighting to keep the emotion from his voice.
Goten nodded; he didn't need his best friend to tell him that, he could sense it. Gohan's ki was slowly fading away. Feeling around for the others, he found that it was probably the same as when he'd left. Videl had been, and probably still was, holding a vigil at Gohan's side. Chichi and Bulma were off to the side crying, Vegeta was standing nearby to show respect for Gohan, and Piccolo had been standing next to Videl. Krillin and 18 were sitting quietly with Marron on the other side of the bed. Bra and Pan were sitting quietly, very upset, near Chichi and Bulma. Roshi was sitting next to the door next to Dende. The main difference was that Trunks and Goten were no longer standing next to Piccolo.
Goten sat up, his spiky black hair ruffled from his dash away from the house. Even now, he couldn't escape the fact that his older brother was dying.
The lavender haired teen watched his friend with concern. "You know you should go say goodbye."
Goten turned suddenly. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, he's dying. And there won't be any wishing him back. After all, he's dying of a natural cause."
Goten's eyes flashed. "Well, I'll just kill him, then we can wish him back." His voice rose shrilly. "We'll just have to get around the rules! We'll find a way, we have be--"
Trunks interupted him, shaking his head. "I don't think that would work, Goten."
"Of course it would."
"Goten! Forget it, this is where it ends! Everyone would probably just get mad if you did that."
Goten persisted, "Maybe someone from the future will come with a cure."
Trunks was getting angry now. He grabbed his friend by the shoulders and shook him. "Goten, listen to me! This is the end! NO one is coming from the future to cure him, we won't get that lucky again! Do you want him to die before you can say goodbye?!"
Goten's eyes flashed angrily, and he broke out of his friend's hold. For a moment, both teens glared at each other, and Trunks realized just how hard his friend was taking this. Gingerly, he reached out and touched Goten's shoulder.
"Goten, I know this hurts. It hurts my too, he was my friend too. He was almost like a big brother to me. Please, just go and say goodbye now. Otherwise, you'll regret it later."
Goten yanked away, tears brimming in his dark eyes, and got a running start then took to the sky.
Trunks watched him sadly. It hurt to see his best friend like this. Goten was usually so happy... when had he become so angry? And Gohan.... Trunks felt for his ki and was relieved to find it still there. He'd said his goodbyes, made a few confessions and a few apologies. Of course Gohan had forgiven him.
Hopefully he'd be around to do the same for Goten....
Chavi: So whatcha think? If I get at least five reviews, then I might write a new chappie. Of course unless everyone tells me this feels done, complete... or if I get writer's block. Of course, either way, I'll probably write more anyhow, it'd just take longer. K? So.... press the big pretty bluish button down there... you know, the one that says "Click Here to Submit Reviews." I take flames, praise, either one works, I just really wanna know what you think about my story. K?
Nika: And one of the stories starring ME will be up soon! ^_^
Chavi: *hits Nika with a baseball bat* They are not starring just you, get it thru your thick head!!!! Anyways, push the button and tell me what you thought!!! Thankies ^_^
Nika: @_@ Owie.....
(A/N)Chavi: This is my first fic. So there. In other words, I want feedback. If you read this and don't review I'm going to hit you with my brother's baseball bat. Basically in this fic, Goku's dead, and Gohan is dying. I dunno if all of the sagas happened cause I didn't really think about it. This is something I scribbled down in my notebook. If I get at least 5 reviews, I might write more to it. But if not, or if people tell me there isn't much else to write, then I'll either delete it or I'll just not write another chapter. So there. And there might be some OOC-ness, but don't kill me. I warned you. I tried. So there.
Goten laid on his back on the grass. The teen stared at the clear blue sky, pain in his eyes. 'How ironic,' he thought. 'Such a beautiful day.' It was supposed to have been a harmless party, for fun. Who could've guessed it would end so tragically?
Behind him came the sound of crunching grass. Goten shut his eyes to hold back the tears threatening to overtake him. "Hello, Trunks," he said flatly. He heard a sigh, then Trunks sat on the grass next to him.
"He's not going to make it," Trunks commented, fighting to keep the emotion from his voice.
Goten nodded; he didn't need his best friend to tell him that, he could sense it. Gohan's ki was slowly fading away. Feeling around for the others, he found that it was probably the same as when he'd left. Videl had been, and probably still was, holding a vigil at Gohan's side. Chichi and Bulma were off to the side crying, Vegeta was standing nearby to show respect for Gohan, and Piccolo had been standing next to Videl. Krillin and 18 were sitting quietly with Marron on the other side of the bed. Bra and Pan were sitting quietly, very upset, near Chichi and Bulma. Roshi was sitting next to the door next to Dende. The main difference was that Trunks and Goten were no longer standing next to Piccolo.
Goten sat up, his spiky black hair ruffled from his dash away from the house. Even now, he couldn't escape the fact that his older brother was dying.
The lavender haired teen watched his friend with concern. "You know you should go say goodbye."
Goten turned suddenly. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, he's dying. And there won't be any wishing him back. After all, he's dying of a natural cause."
Goten's eyes flashed. "Well, I'll just kill him, then we can wish him back." His voice rose shrilly. "We'll just have to get around the rules! We'll find a way, we have be--"
Trunks interupted him, shaking his head. "I don't think that would work, Goten."
"Of course it would."
"Goten! Forget it, this is where it ends! Everyone would probably just get mad if you did that."
Goten persisted, "Maybe someone from the future will come with a cure."
Trunks was getting angry now. He grabbed his friend by the shoulders and shook him. "Goten, listen to me! This is the end! NO one is coming from the future to cure him, we won't get that lucky again! Do you want him to die before you can say goodbye?!"
Goten's eyes flashed angrily, and he broke out of his friend's hold. For a moment, both teens glared at each other, and Trunks realized just how hard his friend was taking this. Gingerly, he reached out and touched Goten's shoulder.
"Goten, I know this hurts. It hurts my too, he was my friend too. He was almost like a big brother to me. Please, just go and say goodbye now. Otherwise, you'll regret it later."
Goten yanked away, tears brimming in his dark eyes, and got a running start then took to the sky.
Trunks watched him sadly. It hurt to see his best friend like this. Goten was usually so happy... when had he become so angry? And Gohan.... Trunks felt for his ki and was relieved to find it still there. He'd said his goodbyes, made a few confessions and a few apologies. Of course Gohan had forgiven him.
Hopefully he'd be around to do the same for Goten....
Chavi: So whatcha think? If I get at least five reviews, then I might write a new chappie. Of course unless everyone tells me this feels done, complete... or if I get writer's block. Of course, either way, I'll probably write more anyhow, it'd just take longer. K? So.... press the big pretty bluish button down there... you know, the one that says "Click Here to Submit Reviews." I take flames, praise, either one works, I just really wanna know what you think about my story. K?
Nika: And one of the stories starring ME will be up soon! ^_^
Chavi: *hits Nika with a baseball bat* They are not starring just you, get it thru your thick head!!!! Anyways, push the button and tell me what you thought!!! Thankies ^_^
Nika: @_@ Owie.....