Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with DBZ. Not even my Chibi Trunks action figure! He found out that I lied about jr. prom, how I don't have one and all, and now he's locked himself in my refrigerator and is threatening to eat his way out if I don't let him go to my school and make them give a jr. prom.
A/N: I got it out! Wow...2 chaps in one day. I guess I really ~don't~ have a life. ;P Oh, yeah, and I wrote this chapter as the final testament that I am ~NOT~ a Gohan basher. All right, that's it. I'm done. Read on and review.
BTW: If you see ~'s, you need to but the words between them in emphasis. *'s mean that some one is thinking, or that they are remembering someone else's words. *~*'s mark the beginning and end of flashback. This chapter starts out with one.
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Petrified Tears
chapter 5
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Her eyes shone like blue diamonds, or like black sapphires. It was late, it was time he get her to bed, and she knew it.
"Please, Daddy? One more time? Please? Please Daddy?"
He smiled, wishing he could comply to her wish, wishing he could take her out one more time, but his wife would have his ass in a sling, saiyan or no saiyan.
"I can't Panny, it's bedtime."
"Daddy!" She smacked him in the chest with her little fist. He arched his back to take the blow, laughing quietly. For a 3 year old, she could hit pretty hard. "Daddy!" she cried again, pouting, sticking out her lower lip and letting it quiver. "Daddy, please?"
He shook his head and dropped to the ground, hoisting the little girl up into his arms, holding her in the crook of his elbow, letting her lean against his chest. She set her little mop-top of a head on his shoulder and looked up at him with adoring eyes. "Daddy, please?"
Sighing, he set her back on the ground.
"You know Mommy's going to have my head for this, don't you?" he asked her quietly, looking down at her as she hugged his legs, her big and innocent eyes wide with wonder.
Giggling and grinning, she jumped back from him and dropped into an awkward yet seemingly natural combat crouch. She nearly lost her balance, but caught herself, sticking her tongue out in careful concentration, then pulled it back in and grinned up at him.
Gohan shook his head. He knew the adoration for him in her eyes would fade soon, once she started to grow older and slip outside of Daddy's protective arms. He dreaded the day, but didn't fear it.
His little girl would be able to take care of herself, no matter the circumstances. He knew that in a few years, once she entered high school, boys would flock after her, and he be tempted to kill every last one of them. And more then likely would have to restrain herself when she brought home that one guy who made her eyes shine.
But for right now, her eyes shone, for him and him alone, like blue diamonds, black sapphires.
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Her eyes looked up into his, wide and innocent, so like they had been that night out in the woods, loving him and him alone, her love as pure as it could be.
She'd been his little Panny.
And he could swear to Dende that she was that same little Panny from 18 years ago, just bigger and with longer hair.
*He hurt her.* The thought rang in his ears, demanding he seek vengeance on that purple haired bastard that had dared to hurt his little girl. But she wouldn't let him. *What'd he do to you, Panny?*
"Panny, what happened to you?" he whispered quietly, in total wonder of what his daughter had become, of what she still could be.
She pushed away from him, dropping into a combat crouch, so much like yesteryear, only so much more natural, so much more eloquent and practiced, seemingly effortless. Grinning, he mirrored her, knowing Videl would have his head for messing around with her in the house, but not caring.
For right now, she was his little Panny again, and he was her Daddy and protector.
Her adoration for him made her eyes shine like blue diamonds, black sapphires.
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A/N: So whaddaya think? Review and let me know, k? I'm gonna go tempt my Chibi Trunks action figure out of the refrigerator now, so I'll write more later.
-Panabelle ;P
www.angelfire.com/dbz/storytellers
A/N: I got it out! Wow...2 chaps in one day. I guess I really ~don't~ have a life. ;P Oh, yeah, and I wrote this chapter as the final testament that I am ~NOT~ a Gohan basher. All right, that's it. I'm done. Read on and review.
BTW: If you see ~'s, you need to but the words between them in emphasis. *'s mean that some one is thinking, or that they are remembering someone else's words. *~*'s mark the beginning and end of flashback. This chapter starts out with one.
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Petrified Tears
chapter 5
*~*
Her eyes shone like blue diamonds, or like black sapphires. It was late, it was time he get her to bed, and she knew it.
"Please, Daddy? One more time? Please? Please Daddy?"
He smiled, wishing he could comply to her wish, wishing he could take her out one more time, but his wife would have his ass in a sling, saiyan or no saiyan.
"I can't Panny, it's bedtime."
"Daddy!" She smacked him in the chest with her little fist. He arched his back to take the blow, laughing quietly. For a 3 year old, she could hit pretty hard. "Daddy!" she cried again, pouting, sticking out her lower lip and letting it quiver. "Daddy, please?"
He shook his head and dropped to the ground, hoisting the little girl up into his arms, holding her in the crook of his elbow, letting her lean against his chest. She set her little mop-top of a head on his shoulder and looked up at him with adoring eyes. "Daddy, please?"
Sighing, he set her back on the ground.
"You know Mommy's going to have my head for this, don't you?" he asked her quietly, looking down at her as she hugged his legs, her big and innocent eyes wide with wonder.
Giggling and grinning, she jumped back from him and dropped into an awkward yet seemingly natural combat crouch. She nearly lost her balance, but caught herself, sticking her tongue out in careful concentration, then pulled it back in and grinned up at him.
Gohan shook his head. He knew the adoration for him in her eyes would fade soon, once she started to grow older and slip outside of Daddy's protective arms. He dreaded the day, but didn't fear it.
His little girl would be able to take care of herself, no matter the circumstances. He knew that in a few years, once she entered high school, boys would flock after her, and he be tempted to kill every last one of them. And more then likely would have to restrain herself when she brought home that one guy who made her eyes shine.
But for right now, her eyes shone, for him and him alone, like blue diamonds, black sapphires.
*~*
Her eyes looked up into his, wide and innocent, so like they had been that night out in the woods, loving him and him alone, her love as pure as it could be.
She'd been his little Panny.
And he could swear to Dende that she was that same little Panny from 18 years ago, just bigger and with longer hair.
*He hurt her.* The thought rang in his ears, demanding he seek vengeance on that purple haired bastard that had dared to hurt his little girl. But she wouldn't let him. *What'd he do to you, Panny?*
"Panny, what happened to you?" he whispered quietly, in total wonder of what his daughter had become, of what she still could be.
She pushed away from him, dropping into a combat crouch, so much like yesteryear, only so much more natural, so much more eloquent and practiced, seemingly effortless. Grinning, he mirrored her, knowing Videl would have his head for messing around with her in the house, but not caring.
For right now, she was his little Panny again, and he was her Daddy and protector.
Her adoration for him made her eyes shine like blue diamonds, black sapphires.
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A/N: So whaddaya think? Review and let me know, k? I'm gonna go tempt my Chibi Trunks action figure out of the refrigerator now, so I'll write more later.
-Panabelle ;P
www.angelfire.com/dbz/storytellers