Hello once again bows just missing the bombard of rotten vegetable being thrown at head! I hope you liked the first chapter of my story rotten fruit are thrown into the mix. Okay! Okay! I give! I give! Sorry Chi Chi lovers, I didn't mean to kill of Chi Chi in my fiction. It just happened that way sniffs. Why me?
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon ball Z, but if I did, I would ravage Goku's body. Boy is he sexy, or what. Ahem Sorry, back to the point I have no money, so no sue me, please. I have a child to support.
Now presenting chapter 1 of:
It Won't Rain all the Time
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Training was next to nothing for me today. Having trained since the day I was born, it never took a toll on my limber and slightly muscular body. Since I was so trained on many types of fighting style, I now train my mind with the art of meditation. Meditating made all forms of pain numb as an anesthesia did. It also helped me become one with myself and be able to predict my opponent's next move. With more practice with the art of meditation, I will be virtually unstoppable.
I narrowed my violet eyes sensing something in the air. I got a premonition that someone I cared about deeply was in trouble. Frustrated by not being able to sense who was in trouble, I threw my arms up in a fit. I can't stand by when the ones I love are in distress. I must find out who it is, I must. I narrowed by eyes again and pushed my psychic ability to it's max, but got nothing. I slumped to the floor out of pure exhaustion and despair. My head hung low with defeat.
I wasn't about to give up with out a fight. I pressed my psychic abilities to the limit, once again. Nothing, I've got nothing. Realizing I don't exercise my abilities enough, I tried once more. The room began to get bright, and the room began to spin. Realizing I was beginning to lose my balance, I reached, in vain, for something, anything, to steady me. Not finding anything, I felt myself fall….
The ringing of my phone pulled me out of my unconscious state. I looked at my watch and realized that I was out could for about an hour. I shook the haziness out of my head and grabbed, weakly, for the phone.
"H-hello," I forced out with a croak. I then cleared my throat.
"Hey, this is your grand-father. You need to get here quick," the voice on the other line said in urgency. "It's about Goku."
"Goku!" I gasped. That explained the weird feeling I had. Something serious has happened to my dear friend. "Is he alright?"
"Goku is fading from us slowly. He has no will to eat much. He sleeps all the time. He never trains anymore. It is like he has no will to live. I've tried everything to get him out of his depressed state, but nothing has worked," the old man explained.
"How did all of this happened?" I cried. "The Goku I knew was so care-free, so innocent. You must have him mixed up with someone else." This just wasn't like him. He loved to train; it was his passion. All the days we trained together, he had never once passed up an offer to spar with me. Yes, grandfather must have him mixed up with someone else, that is it. That must be it.
"Chi Chi, his wife, had died," my grandfather explained. "It happened about a year ago, and he took it pretty hard. I gave him time to grieve, but he hasn't gotten better. If he takes the path he is on, he will surely follow his dear wife."
So, he married Chi Chi. He actually went through with it. A raven hair beauty tamed the wild, naïve Goku. I wonder if they bore children together. What would they look like? Are they fighters like their dad? I've spent so many years not contacting my friend. I was busy training. All these unanswered questions were running through my head.
"Why am I the last to know about these things?" I asked my grandfather. "One of the best friends that anyone can have, and I know nothing about his life. It's my own fault, though, for not keeping up with anyone, for running out on my troubles.
"I will come as you wish, Grandfather. In fact, I think I am going to sell this old heap that is not even worthy of calling itself a house and move in with you. I don't want to neglect my friends anymore than I did already."
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Well that's it for chapter one. It's a bit longer than the prologue, but not by much. Hope you all like it.
Once again, I want to apologize to all you Chi Chi lovers. I'm not trying to bash her. Death is a fact of life that all people must deal with sometime in their life.
Thank you for reading my fiction, and I hope you enjoy it. Please review and let me know what you think. Better yet, e-mail me at Empress_Earth@sailormoon.com. Thanks, once again, and flames are welcomed. Based on your reviews and e-mails, I will decide whether or not to continue this story.
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