How Do You Know?
Chapter 14: Figuring
The moon rose over the calm beach and wreathed the teen sitting there in it's reflected light. The peace of the scene was not reflected by the teen's inner conflicts. He had just been told his entire life was a lie, that he was not who he was raised to be, that his loving father was his uncle.
This wasn't easy to accept, his first reaction was to block it out and call the words lies. They had to be. But his father didn't lie, or uncle rather. no he was his father or was he? Confusion reigned and his logic had stopped working as dusk had settled. If he wasn't who he was, then who was he?
"No. I am me. I have to be. I can't be one of those Human things. I just don't understand." He thought aloud. The waves were lapping at his toes, he had shed his boots and gloves earlier. It was high tide and he just stared into space trying to get his bearings again. His once stable slightly insane life was washed away by the typhoon of new knowledge and he had to find a new place to begin foundations upon, unless the typhoon really was just an over glorified ripple.
"Where do I start to look?" Shashii flopped his body down to lay in the soft gritty sand. Then he saw the shadow.
It was short, and compact. Reaching out his senses he found the shadow belonged to one of a relatively high energy level. The watcher was worried and slightly scared but still brave enough to fight and fight well. It was a curious combination.
"Hey, buddy. Come on out I can tell your there. It's not like I really can fight right now." Called out Shashii. The figure stepped up, still frightened but curious as well. The figure turned out to be a short bald fighter, dressed in loose but well made clothes of red or orange, Shashii couldn't tell.
"Who are you?" asked the bald man as he came within five feet of Shashii.
"Good question. Yesterday I was Shashii, second class Sayajin warrior and son of Raddittzu. Today, well, today hasn't ended yet so I can't tell you." Said the teen with a slight smile. "And you?"
"Krillan. You're Raddittzu's son? Well, you look like it but I didn't think the creep had a kid."
"Heh, you don't know how right you are there, shorty. Now I'm not going to kill you, stupid Dad made a deal with some Kami or whatever. The last thing I need is another run in with Green Butt in this condition."
"Green Butt?" asked Krillan confused.
"Or as he likes to be called Demon King Piccolo. Stupid Green Butt almost got me killed, no food for Lord knows how long and squeezing the life out of my poor tail. All I did was fight him unprovoked, and maybe nearly blew his head off once, twice, maybe three times." Said Shashii sarcastically.
"You lost to Piccolo and your still alive?" questioned Krillan in awe.
"Yeah." Said Shashii offhandedly.
"Man, he must be getting mellow in his old age." Joked the bald man sitting down next to Shashii. "This may sound weird, but you remind me a hell of a lot of an old friend." Said Krillan.
"Really?" asked Shashii in surprise. Krillan nodded.
"Yeah, he died like twelve years ago. Son Goku." Krillan sounded saddened. Shashii gazed at the stars.
"Funny, that's when Raddittzu adopted me." Said Shashii not thinking. He was oddly okay just talking to this man and not thinking about anything.
"Really?" Shashii could feel a spark of hope from within the man.
"Yeah, you want to know the wildest part? He and Piccolo killed my biological father on accident and I had no clue until today. I can deal with that no problem, but what should I do? I've lived my entire life knowing I was Raddittzu's son and was going to make him burst with pride when I got my final assignment, but now. I know I'm doing the exact opposite of my biological father and hell, I was going to clear my home world before I ran into Green Butt."
"You are him." Said Krillan happily. "You're Gohan!"
"I'm rice? Last time I checked I was Sayajin." Said Shashii confused by Krillan.
"No, that's your birth name. You are Son Goku's little kid! Oh boy, won't the guys flip. Bulma and Chi Chi are going to spaz." Said Krillan excitedly.
"You're manic-depressive." Said Shashii in amusement.
"No I'm not. Everyone thought that you were dead or worse and never thought that they would see you again. But you're not. Last time I saw you, you were up to my waist. Now you're huge, and if it weren't for the hair you'd be Goku's twin. Chi Chi will be so glad to see you're alive and alright, sort of."
"Okay, let me get this straight. You are my biological father's friend?" Krillan nodded. "And you know all about him right?" again Krillan nodded. Shashii smiled, "My name was Gohan?" another nod and Shashii burst into laughter. Krillan looked on slightly worried for the teen.
"Um. are you okay?" asked Krillan.
"Y-yeah. just so funny. My name is one my least favorite foods. Not that I don't like it, I just prefer meat to small grains." Said Shashii recovering from his laughter. Krillan sighed, he was indeed Goku's kid.
"Okay." Said Krillan with a bit of apprehension. If he was like Goku now when would he show his Chi Chi side?
"I'm going to take a stab in the dark and say this Chi Chi is my mother." Said Shashii with a smirk.
"Yeah, how did you know that?" asked Krillan amazed.
"I'm a little bit telepathic. Besides you mentioned her twice already." Said Shashii with a smile and a shrug.
"Cool."
-Crack- Yet another dish ruined by the nervous Chi Chi. She had just finished hosting a nice dinner party for all of her friends, but one didn't show up, nor did he call. As she washed the pile of china and silverware she couldn't shake her feeling that something was going on.
Krillan never missed any social gathering, and the day before that she dreamt that her baby Gohan would return with the four-star Dragonball. She was certain that it all meant something.
-Crack- Chi Chi put down her rag and slumped into a chair she was glad she had finally gotten rid of the last of her friends. After Goku's death and the kidnapping of her Gohan his old friends took care of her and made sure that she was never lonely for long. She had grown to love the motley crew of the Earth's weirdest people and now belonged. But no matter how close she was to them she did not want them to see her control slip again.
"I need a change. I'm going insane." She said with her hands massaging her temples to relieve the threatening headache. It had been twelve years since she was truly happy. The mantle over the fireplace was her shrine to that life. Gohan's baby book, a rare couple of framed family portraits and the six remaining Dragonballs.
"Oh, Goku. I miss you and Gohan so much. I wish you would come back home but you can't yet."
Hey! I'm trying to do a chapter a day but no promises. I got a lot on my plate and am getting in over my head in a project that is going to take all of my time.
Chapter 14: Figuring
The moon rose over the calm beach and wreathed the teen sitting there in it's reflected light. The peace of the scene was not reflected by the teen's inner conflicts. He had just been told his entire life was a lie, that he was not who he was raised to be, that his loving father was his uncle.
This wasn't easy to accept, his first reaction was to block it out and call the words lies. They had to be. But his father didn't lie, or uncle rather. no he was his father or was he? Confusion reigned and his logic had stopped working as dusk had settled. If he wasn't who he was, then who was he?
"No. I am me. I have to be. I can't be one of those Human things. I just don't understand." He thought aloud. The waves were lapping at his toes, he had shed his boots and gloves earlier. It was high tide and he just stared into space trying to get his bearings again. His once stable slightly insane life was washed away by the typhoon of new knowledge and he had to find a new place to begin foundations upon, unless the typhoon really was just an over glorified ripple.
"Where do I start to look?" Shashii flopped his body down to lay in the soft gritty sand. Then he saw the shadow.
It was short, and compact. Reaching out his senses he found the shadow belonged to one of a relatively high energy level. The watcher was worried and slightly scared but still brave enough to fight and fight well. It was a curious combination.
"Hey, buddy. Come on out I can tell your there. It's not like I really can fight right now." Called out Shashii. The figure stepped up, still frightened but curious as well. The figure turned out to be a short bald fighter, dressed in loose but well made clothes of red or orange, Shashii couldn't tell.
"Who are you?" asked the bald man as he came within five feet of Shashii.
"Good question. Yesterday I was Shashii, second class Sayajin warrior and son of Raddittzu. Today, well, today hasn't ended yet so I can't tell you." Said the teen with a slight smile. "And you?"
"Krillan. You're Raddittzu's son? Well, you look like it but I didn't think the creep had a kid."
"Heh, you don't know how right you are there, shorty. Now I'm not going to kill you, stupid Dad made a deal with some Kami or whatever. The last thing I need is another run in with Green Butt in this condition."
"Green Butt?" asked Krillan confused.
"Or as he likes to be called Demon King Piccolo. Stupid Green Butt almost got me killed, no food for Lord knows how long and squeezing the life out of my poor tail. All I did was fight him unprovoked, and maybe nearly blew his head off once, twice, maybe three times." Said Shashii sarcastically.
"You lost to Piccolo and your still alive?" questioned Krillan in awe.
"Yeah." Said Shashii offhandedly.
"Man, he must be getting mellow in his old age." Joked the bald man sitting down next to Shashii. "This may sound weird, but you remind me a hell of a lot of an old friend." Said Krillan.
"Really?" asked Shashii in surprise. Krillan nodded.
"Yeah, he died like twelve years ago. Son Goku." Krillan sounded saddened. Shashii gazed at the stars.
"Funny, that's when Raddittzu adopted me." Said Shashii not thinking. He was oddly okay just talking to this man and not thinking about anything.
"Really?" Shashii could feel a spark of hope from within the man.
"Yeah, you want to know the wildest part? He and Piccolo killed my biological father on accident and I had no clue until today. I can deal with that no problem, but what should I do? I've lived my entire life knowing I was Raddittzu's son and was going to make him burst with pride when I got my final assignment, but now. I know I'm doing the exact opposite of my biological father and hell, I was going to clear my home world before I ran into Green Butt."
"You are him." Said Krillan happily. "You're Gohan!"
"I'm rice? Last time I checked I was Sayajin." Said Shashii confused by Krillan.
"No, that's your birth name. You are Son Goku's little kid! Oh boy, won't the guys flip. Bulma and Chi Chi are going to spaz." Said Krillan excitedly.
"You're manic-depressive." Said Shashii in amusement.
"No I'm not. Everyone thought that you were dead or worse and never thought that they would see you again. But you're not. Last time I saw you, you were up to my waist. Now you're huge, and if it weren't for the hair you'd be Goku's twin. Chi Chi will be so glad to see you're alive and alright, sort of."
"Okay, let me get this straight. You are my biological father's friend?" Krillan nodded. "And you know all about him right?" again Krillan nodded. Shashii smiled, "My name was Gohan?" another nod and Shashii burst into laughter. Krillan looked on slightly worried for the teen.
"Um. are you okay?" asked Krillan.
"Y-yeah. just so funny. My name is one my least favorite foods. Not that I don't like it, I just prefer meat to small grains." Said Shashii recovering from his laughter. Krillan sighed, he was indeed Goku's kid.
"Okay." Said Krillan with a bit of apprehension. If he was like Goku now when would he show his Chi Chi side?
"I'm going to take a stab in the dark and say this Chi Chi is my mother." Said Shashii with a smirk.
"Yeah, how did you know that?" asked Krillan amazed.
"I'm a little bit telepathic. Besides you mentioned her twice already." Said Shashii with a smile and a shrug.
"Cool."
-Crack- Yet another dish ruined by the nervous Chi Chi. She had just finished hosting a nice dinner party for all of her friends, but one didn't show up, nor did he call. As she washed the pile of china and silverware she couldn't shake her feeling that something was going on.
Krillan never missed any social gathering, and the day before that she dreamt that her baby Gohan would return with the four-star Dragonball. She was certain that it all meant something.
-Crack- Chi Chi put down her rag and slumped into a chair she was glad she had finally gotten rid of the last of her friends. After Goku's death and the kidnapping of her Gohan his old friends took care of her and made sure that she was never lonely for long. She had grown to love the motley crew of the Earth's weirdest people and now belonged. But no matter how close she was to them she did not want them to see her control slip again.
"I need a change. I'm going insane." She said with her hands massaging her temples to relieve the threatening headache. It had been twelve years since she was truly happy. The mantle over the fireplace was her shrine to that life. Gohan's baby book, a rare couple of framed family portraits and the six remaining Dragonballs.
"Oh, Goku. I miss you and Gohan so much. I wish you would come back home but you can't yet."
Hey! I'm trying to do a chapter a day but no promises. I got a lot on my plate and am getting in over my head in a project that is going to take all of my time.