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It is not in third person it is in Gohans POV
Gohan took a deep breath. I was going to tell Videl
what had happened. I needed someone to talk to. I had planned
on Mirai when he came but that was out of the question.
I thought Mirai was my friend but he just pulled out my tail.
I had decided on Videl because she was trustworthy,
kindhearted, liked kids, plus she was sort a cute. All she
needed was to get rid of those idiotic ugly pigtails. She even looks
sort a like a saiyan (no its not one of those stories were she is a saiyan.).
"Videl before I tell you why I was crying I need you to
promise me not to tell anyone," I said. I knew my voice was shaky
but I couldn't help it. I was scared and I was worried. Yes, I was
scared.
I had never talked to somebody my age like this.
How would she react, would she call me a freak. I pretend I don't
care at school. They call me a freak there because I scowl
a lot. I protect them but it cost me friends. I need to appear mean
even if I do get called a freak. It is for there own good.
I was worried, but not for myself. I was worried for
her. I know I can try but what if I can't protect her. It was not just
dying that scared me about how my parents had died. I mean think
about the way they died.
My mom died out of grief that her husband died and that the
only reason he died was because he became the monster she said fighting
would turn him into. When dad died mom became distant and I had to cook
and stuff. I remember telling mom that I was angry at dad once and she slapped
me. It was a once in a lifetime thing but I knew it was my fault and I knew that
my brother was going to never going to know his dad because of me. My mom
said that when she slapped me. I did not know he would not know his mom either.
My dad not only died but he died because his
son, the one he took the pride to train, had caused his death because he
was torturing someone. He took his whole life training me to be a good
person. Not just a strong fighter but a strong person. Virtues and all but
he died knowing that his failing in that part caused it. I am still sort of mad
at him.
That makes me mad at myself but its true. He could be
living but he had to stay. He said I did not need him. He was wrong. All
he cared about is fighting. The fathers on earth, most of the time, do not fight.
They know there son needs them there to be a father. You know ball games,
pizza's while watching TV I remember him telling Raditz he was a terrible brother
because he never did that stuff. Neither did my dad and dad's are supposed to be
closer than brothers.
Yet look at me and Goten. I did all that stuff with Goten. I
actually filled out adoption sheets. I am his legal father. Goten knows about his dad.
All the good things anyway.... I never told him the bad things. Goten told me,
though, that if are real dad came back he would choose me. He said I am
his dad, even though I am only his brother in blood.
Did you know that in my whole life my dad never got
to know me. He does not know my favorite color, food, book, anything. He had a lot
of time too. I was to young when I was four. Then dad died and I went with Piccolo.
A year later we fought the saiyans. When it was done I knew I had to go
though I did not want to.
I went to namek and though it was sad and tough it was the
best experience of my life. I really wished I lived there. It was great and I
liked how the nameks lived. I never liked fighting just like the nameks. I think
they are strong and wise yet still strong and I wish I could be like them. I
admit I do act like them all the time even to the point of fighting style.
If you compare me and my dad in fighting you will notice that not only
am I stronger but I have a whole different fighting style. He goes into his
own mixed (his own is basically saiyan I noticed that when he battled Vegeta)
into Master Roshi's. So its earth and saiyan. Mine is my own mix. Its mostly
the nemekian style and my own which I developed but it has a tiny bit of
saiyan. I also added a tiny bit of style from every fighter I met almost.
You do not notice that though. All you see is the namek because my
own style the one I said earlier is a strange, strange variation of it
mixed with all my books, my survival training (like bouncing off a cliff
and landing behind the dinosaur), common sense, etc.
I remember when Mirai showed up again we had a spar.
It was the war of saiyans verse nameks. I picked namek's he picked
saiyan. He tried to insult me by saying I was a lot more like a namek
then a saiyan. I took it as a compliment because I knew it was true.
I know it is sad but Piccolo is my role model. I also know its sad and
bad of me to be mad at my dad, because he is noble warrior and the
greatest fighter of all time. I.....I just wish he could have been a better
father to me and Goten.
Every time I was down It was Piccolo who would talk to me. He talked
me threw all the bad stuff. Like when my mom slapped me. After I came
home with Goten. I told him about my anger towards my dad. He understood
and said he felt similar emotions. He helped me raise my little brother. I admit
I act a lot like him around non-kids. I still act like him around kids/Icarus
/animals/Piccolo/most Z fighters some of the time. Just like I can read Piccolo
the little kids can read me and so can Piccolo and Icarus.
I know Trunks sees me like a brother and so does Marron. I think it is
sad that the only time I can act like myself without trying really hard is around
kids, Icarus, and Piccolo. Thats the only time I still shine like my dad and I can
not help it. I know that my dad should be able to talk to me but he chooses not to.
I miss him and my mom. I am still Gohan Son, no matter what race I act like.
I still wish I had a child hood though.
I looked at Videl. 'She is innocent I can not do this. It is selfish.' I thought
but out loud I said," Never mind my life story I as yours probably.(I smirk) though
not nearly as pathetic." Then I walked off saddened by what I said leaving her in
shock. I looked back noticeing she was not mad but pitiful. I hung my head
as I walked back.
Every body was around Mirai who had returned. He was looking
at a flier. It said that the project was canceled but the kids whould be staying
with thier "parents" because their school collasped. Next week everybody
was cellibrating Satan day. When Hercule beat cell. ' My life sucks.' I thought
and looke at the three kids who knew me. They all had the same expressions
on thier face as me.
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It is not in third person it is in Gohans POV
Gohan took a deep breath. I was going to tell Videl
what had happened. I needed someone to talk to. I had planned
on Mirai when he came but that was out of the question.
I thought Mirai was my friend but he just pulled out my tail.
I had decided on Videl because she was trustworthy,
kindhearted, liked kids, plus she was sort a cute. All she
needed was to get rid of those idiotic ugly pigtails. She even looks
sort a like a saiyan (no its not one of those stories were she is a saiyan.).
"Videl before I tell you why I was crying I need you to
promise me not to tell anyone," I said. I knew my voice was shaky
but I couldn't help it. I was scared and I was worried. Yes, I was
scared.
I had never talked to somebody my age like this.
How would she react, would she call me a freak. I pretend I don't
care at school. They call me a freak there because I scowl
a lot. I protect them but it cost me friends. I need to appear mean
even if I do get called a freak. It is for there own good.
I was worried, but not for myself. I was worried for
her. I know I can try but what if I can't protect her. It was not just
dying that scared me about how my parents had died. I mean think
about the way they died.
My mom died out of grief that her husband died and that the
only reason he died was because he became the monster she said fighting
would turn him into. When dad died mom became distant and I had to cook
and stuff. I remember telling mom that I was angry at dad once and she slapped
me. It was a once in a lifetime thing but I knew it was my fault and I knew that
my brother was going to never going to know his dad because of me. My mom
said that when she slapped me. I did not know he would not know his mom either.
My dad not only died but he died because his
son, the one he took the pride to train, had caused his death because he
was torturing someone. He took his whole life training me to be a good
person. Not just a strong fighter but a strong person. Virtues and all but
he died knowing that his failing in that part caused it. I am still sort of mad
at him.
That makes me mad at myself but its true. He could be
living but he had to stay. He said I did not need him. He was wrong. All
he cared about is fighting. The fathers on earth, most of the time, do not fight.
They know there son needs them there to be a father. You know ball games,
pizza's while watching TV I remember him telling Raditz he was a terrible brother
because he never did that stuff. Neither did my dad and dad's are supposed to be
closer than brothers.
Yet look at me and Goten. I did all that stuff with Goten. I
actually filled out adoption sheets. I am his legal father. Goten knows about his dad.
All the good things anyway.... I never told him the bad things. Goten told me,
though, that if are real dad came back he would choose me. He said I am
his dad, even though I am only his brother in blood.
Did you know that in my whole life my dad never got
to know me. He does not know my favorite color, food, book, anything. He had a lot
of time too. I was to young when I was four. Then dad died and I went with Piccolo.
A year later we fought the saiyans. When it was done I knew I had to go
though I did not want to.
I went to namek and though it was sad and tough it was the
best experience of my life. I really wished I lived there. It was great and I
liked how the nameks lived. I never liked fighting just like the nameks. I think
they are strong and wise yet still strong and I wish I could be like them. I
admit I do act like them all the time even to the point of fighting style.
If you compare me and my dad in fighting you will notice that not only
am I stronger but I have a whole different fighting style. He goes into his
own mixed (his own is basically saiyan I noticed that when he battled Vegeta)
into Master Roshi's. So its earth and saiyan. Mine is my own mix. Its mostly
the nemekian style and my own which I developed but it has a tiny bit of
saiyan. I also added a tiny bit of style from every fighter I met almost.
You do not notice that though. All you see is the namek because my
own style the one I said earlier is a strange, strange variation of it
mixed with all my books, my survival training (like bouncing off a cliff
and landing behind the dinosaur), common sense, etc.
I remember when Mirai showed up again we had a spar.
It was the war of saiyans verse nameks. I picked namek's he picked
saiyan. He tried to insult me by saying I was a lot more like a namek
then a saiyan. I took it as a compliment because I knew it was true.
I know it is sad but Piccolo is my role model. I also know its sad and
bad of me to be mad at my dad, because he is noble warrior and the
greatest fighter of all time. I.....I just wish he could have been a better
father to me and Goten.
Every time I was down It was Piccolo who would talk to me. He talked
me threw all the bad stuff. Like when my mom slapped me. After I came
home with Goten. I told him about my anger towards my dad. He understood
and said he felt similar emotions. He helped me raise my little brother. I admit
I act a lot like him around non-kids. I still act like him around kids/Icarus
/animals/Piccolo/most Z fighters some of the time. Just like I can read Piccolo
the little kids can read me and so can Piccolo and Icarus.
I know Trunks sees me like a brother and so does Marron. I think it is
sad that the only time I can act like myself without trying really hard is around
kids, Icarus, and Piccolo. Thats the only time I still shine like my dad and I can
not help it. I know that my dad should be able to talk to me but he chooses not to.
I miss him and my mom. I am still Gohan Son, no matter what race I act like.
I still wish I had a child hood though.
I looked at Videl. 'She is innocent I can not do this. It is selfish.' I thought
but out loud I said," Never mind my life story I as yours probably.(I smirk) though
not nearly as pathetic." Then I walked off saddened by what I said leaving her in
shock. I looked back noticeing she was not mad but pitiful. I hung my head
as I walked back.
Every body was around Mirai who had returned. He was looking
at a flier. It said that the project was canceled but the kids whould be staying
with thier "parents" because their school collasped. Next week everybody
was cellibrating Satan day. When Hercule beat cell. ' My life sucks.' I thought
and looke at the three kids who knew me. They all had the same expressions
on thier face as me.
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Did you like it I hope ypu did please review. If you have any request please
write. By the way after a couple chapters there will be a new indestructable
moon out. (laughs evilly) bwahahahahamwahahaahaha
bubye.