Valentine's Day
Chapter 2
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Son Chichi took another sip of coffee from her favorite mug, the one Gohan had made in second grade. She didn't get much sleep that night, who'd expect her to. She'd probably worry herself to death first. 'Keep telling yourself it was from Vegeta.' She mentally told herself and did so. 'Vegeta wrote that horrible letter to Goku. As a joke, a sick joke.' "Morning Chi." She looked up to she her husband walk into the kitchen half asleep although he already ate and took a shower. He put his arms on her shoulders, his closeness sending chills through her body. She smiled up at him; he kissed her cheek. His warmth faded as he left her side and sat down in the chair across from her. 'That husband of mine I swear I wouldn't be able to tell him apart from a zombie if I saw one. Walked like one: careless not really going anywhere. He wasn't too bright like a zombie and he eats like one. I have to go shopping everyday because of him and Goten, damn Sayian genes.' She chuckled to herself. 'I'll love him, no matter what. The words sounded so good, he died so many times protecting her, and the kids and even people he never met before and never will. The bravest man in the world yep, he's my husband.' She smiled at him; his black hair in his eyes and his usual grin on his face. His eyes wandered around the kitchen. "Where's Goten?" he asked looking out the window seeing nothing but green grass. He was hoping the note wasn't a threat.
"He's out back with Trunks, you know those two, up at the crack of dawn." Goku laughed, "What?"
"Yeah, he got that from you" Chichi nodded. 'He's right.' The day went by as usual. Goku never mentioned the roses; neither did Chichi. They both were trying to avoid bringing it into the conversation. That was . . . until Vegeta showed up.
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The Prince of Sayians stood tall, in a good mood actually. The woman let him sleep in for two whole hours. He strutted around the Son's house like a King; he was only a Prince. The first thing he noticed was the roses. "Kakkarot, whose flowers are these?" He read the little heart shaped card to himself laughing. 'Ha this has gotta be some sick fuck to write this, even I wouldn't write it especially with all that romantic shit.'
Goku's voice came from the kitchen he poked his head around the corner "Whaddya say Vegeta?" Goku's eyes caught sight of where Vegeta stood. "Gah!!" Vegeta turned to Goku, Vegeta's lips curled into a smirk.
"Looks like you have a secret admirer, Kakkarot." Vegeta looked up at the taller Sayian.
"It was you, wasn't it?" Goku hoped it was him; he just wanted it to be a joke. Vegeta looked like he was just slapped.
"No, it wasn't me. I would never do such a thing, someone might think I have a crush on you, and why would I like a clown like you?" Then Vegeta went on and on about how he was a Sayian prince and Goku having no pride. Goku breathed out, frustrated, sparring's always a good way to get rid of that.
"Hey Geta, lets spar!" Vegeta growled at the nickname that Goku had grown fond of. He immediately headed out the front door, him and Goku ignoring Chichi's yelling.
'Gohan had left last night; him and Videl were living happily and I'd like to keep it that way. Grand kids would be nice. Oh look, I can see a dog.' Goku's mind wandered like it usually did. Vegeta stopped, feeling a high Ki so did Goku. It was at Goku's house; strangely, they hadn't noticed it before. 'Crap.' Goku and Vegeta said nothing and immediately flew in the direction. The ki disappeared as Goku's home came into sight, Goten and Trunks were playing in the yard, throwing something red back and forth. 'That Ki, it was the same one from last night.' They landed by the boys, they grinned at Vegeta and Goku.
"Was someone here?" Goku asked franticly, the boys nodded.
"Yeah, the person left this, we couldn't see who it was though." A miniature Goku said looking over to his purple haired friend. A heart shaped box was in Trunks' hands. The box was red and an envelope was taped to it. The name on the envelope belonged to Goku. Goten cocked his head wondering why his dad and Vegeta looked so worried.
"It's for you" Trunks handed the box to Goku. The tall Sayian's forehead creased as he opened the envelope revealing a heart shaped card. The faint scent of dry blood reaches his sharp senses. He lifted the card to his nose; it was blood, his name was written in blood. He looked down to Vegeta.
"It's written in blood." His voice quivered. The blood was starting to rub off onto his fingers.
"I realized," Vegeta snorted as Goku opened the card and cringed as he read it aloud.
"Roses are black, violets are gray I don't really know what to say. I can make all your dreams come true and all your nightmares too. I've made the * first* move * Son* Goku. The first name on my list has a check and soon will another, open the box, and see what's inside, I bet you- your dying to find out. Love you always and forever . . ." Everyone stared at him, disgusted, 'who sent this? What kind of sick bastard would do this and why was first and son highlighted?' Goku crumbled the card in his hand. Vegeta remained silent for once. 'Maybe someone really did want to kill them all, and who did the sick fuck kill?' Trunks and Goten looked scared. 'Goten, he was Kakkarot's second child, Gohan was the first, shit, no that third class idiot's son better not be dead.' Vegeta looked up to Goku, fear in his eyes.
"Gohan" was all he said.
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Gohan smiled at Videl. "I'll see you in a little while, Gohan" Videl got into her truck. She started the engine of the red hover car and waved at Gohan, she backed the vehicle down the driveway and out of sight. Gohan turned and went into their house. He sat down and turned on the television on; he flipped through the channels with the remote. Nothing interesting was on, no Jet Lee movies. He clicked the t.v off and went into the kitchen picking up the mess from their dinner. He hummed to himself not noticing the shadow rolling over him. He froze, feeling the Ki now; it was strong, stronger than he was. He went to turn but slender fingers clamped over his mouth. They restrained his arms, he thrashed trying to get the figure off him, the fingers pressed onto his nose, completely cutting off his air. He shrieked but his scream was muffled. His elbows hit something soft, the figure's stomach. It grunted and let go of him, he gained his strength, turning to the figure. It looked up to him; he couldn't see the face, 'dammit.' It smirked; he could tell somehow. It reached for him.
Gohan sent a flying kick into its face. It flew into the opposite wall causing it to crumble behind the figure; a low laugh came from it as it stood up white dust falling off of it's dark robe. It pointed a finger at him.
"You've made your father proud, and now he can't save you. He can't save any of them from me, he can't save himself, I'll tell him and your family you love them," it stood straight. Gohan's eyes shifted back and forth, 'what the hell is it talking about?' A light came to the end of its finger, black light. Gohan jumped out of its way but not quick enough, the black beam hit him directly in the middle of his chest. He gasped as pain rippled through his body. His feet buckled under him, sending him to the ground, scarlet quickly pooling around him, he stared forward. 'NONONONO I can't die No. Videl and I were supposed to get married, have kids, and be happy, peace on earth and all. This isn't happening I need to fight for my dad, mom, Goten, my friends and for Videl.' he tried to fight the darkness but couldn't; he screamed in rage and pain, a laugh coming from the shadow, looming over him. Black shot across his vision as the pain ended, as did his breath. Son Gohan laid in the center of the kitchen floor surrounded by blood, his blood. It quickly drenched his clothes and fell from the corners of his lips. The figure laughed to itself "Perfect" it pulled a rose from its cloak and turned to Gohan's still form.
To
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Continued . . .
Chapter 2
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Son Chichi took another sip of coffee from her favorite mug, the one Gohan had made in second grade. She didn't get much sleep that night, who'd expect her to. She'd probably worry herself to death first. 'Keep telling yourself it was from Vegeta.' She mentally told herself and did so. 'Vegeta wrote that horrible letter to Goku. As a joke, a sick joke.' "Morning Chi." She looked up to she her husband walk into the kitchen half asleep although he already ate and took a shower. He put his arms on her shoulders, his closeness sending chills through her body. She smiled up at him; he kissed her cheek. His warmth faded as he left her side and sat down in the chair across from her. 'That husband of mine I swear I wouldn't be able to tell him apart from a zombie if I saw one. Walked like one: careless not really going anywhere. He wasn't too bright like a zombie and he eats like one. I have to go shopping everyday because of him and Goten, damn Sayian genes.' She chuckled to herself. 'I'll love him, no matter what. The words sounded so good, he died so many times protecting her, and the kids and even people he never met before and never will. The bravest man in the world yep, he's my husband.' She smiled at him; his black hair in his eyes and his usual grin on his face. His eyes wandered around the kitchen. "Where's Goten?" he asked looking out the window seeing nothing but green grass. He was hoping the note wasn't a threat.
"He's out back with Trunks, you know those two, up at the crack of dawn." Goku laughed, "What?"
"Yeah, he got that from you" Chichi nodded. 'He's right.' The day went by as usual. Goku never mentioned the roses; neither did Chichi. They both were trying to avoid bringing it into the conversation. That was . . . until Vegeta showed up.
~ ~ ~
The Prince of Sayians stood tall, in a good mood actually. The woman let him sleep in for two whole hours. He strutted around the Son's house like a King; he was only a Prince. The first thing he noticed was the roses. "Kakkarot, whose flowers are these?" He read the little heart shaped card to himself laughing. 'Ha this has gotta be some sick fuck to write this, even I wouldn't write it especially with all that romantic shit.'
Goku's voice came from the kitchen he poked his head around the corner "Whaddya say Vegeta?" Goku's eyes caught sight of where Vegeta stood. "Gah!!" Vegeta turned to Goku, Vegeta's lips curled into a smirk.
"Looks like you have a secret admirer, Kakkarot." Vegeta looked up at the taller Sayian.
"It was you, wasn't it?" Goku hoped it was him; he just wanted it to be a joke. Vegeta looked like he was just slapped.
"No, it wasn't me. I would never do such a thing, someone might think I have a crush on you, and why would I like a clown like you?" Then Vegeta went on and on about how he was a Sayian prince and Goku having no pride. Goku breathed out, frustrated, sparring's always a good way to get rid of that.
"Hey Geta, lets spar!" Vegeta growled at the nickname that Goku had grown fond of. He immediately headed out the front door, him and Goku ignoring Chichi's yelling.
'Gohan had left last night; him and Videl were living happily and I'd like to keep it that way. Grand kids would be nice. Oh look, I can see a dog.' Goku's mind wandered like it usually did. Vegeta stopped, feeling a high Ki so did Goku. It was at Goku's house; strangely, they hadn't noticed it before. 'Crap.' Goku and Vegeta said nothing and immediately flew in the direction. The ki disappeared as Goku's home came into sight, Goten and Trunks were playing in the yard, throwing something red back and forth. 'That Ki, it was the same one from last night.' They landed by the boys, they grinned at Vegeta and Goku.
"Was someone here?" Goku asked franticly, the boys nodded.
"Yeah, the person left this, we couldn't see who it was though." A miniature Goku said looking over to his purple haired friend. A heart shaped box was in Trunks' hands. The box was red and an envelope was taped to it. The name on the envelope belonged to Goku. Goten cocked his head wondering why his dad and Vegeta looked so worried.
"It's for you" Trunks handed the box to Goku. The tall Sayian's forehead creased as he opened the envelope revealing a heart shaped card. The faint scent of dry blood reaches his sharp senses. He lifted the card to his nose; it was blood, his name was written in blood. He looked down to Vegeta.
"It's written in blood." His voice quivered. The blood was starting to rub off onto his fingers.
"I realized," Vegeta snorted as Goku opened the card and cringed as he read it aloud.
"Roses are black, violets are gray I don't really know what to say. I can make all your dreams come true and all your nightmares too. I've made the * first* move * Son* Goku. The first name on my list has a check and soon will another, open the box, and see what's inside, I bet you- your dying to find out. Love you always and forever . . ." Everyone stared at him, disgusted, 'who sent this? What kind of sick bastard would do this and why was first and son highlighted?' Goku crumbled the card in his hand. Vegeta remained silent for once. 'Maybe someone really did want to kill them all, and who did the sick fuck kill?' Trunks and Goten looked scared. 'Goten, he was Kakkarot's second child, Gohan was the first, shit, no that third class idiot's son better not be dead.' Vegeta looked up to Goku, fear in his eyes.
"Gohan" was all he said.
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Gohan smiled at Videl. "I'll see you in a little while, Gohan" Videl got into her truck. She started the engine of the red hover car and waved at Gohan, she backed the vehicle down the driveway and out of sight. Gohan turned and went into their house. He sat down and turned on the television on; he flipped through the channels with the remote. Nothing interesting was on, no Jet Lee movies. He clicked the t.v off and went into the kitchen picking up the mess from their dinner. He hummed to himself not noticing the shadow rolling over him. He froze, feeling the Ki now; it was strong, stronger than he was. He went to turn but slender fingers clamped over his mouth. They restrained his arms, he thrashed trying to get the figure off him, the fingers pressed onto his nose, completely cutting off his air. He shrieked but his scream was muffled. His elbows hit something soft, the figure's stomach. It grunted and let go of him, he gained his strength, turning to the figure. It looked up to him; he couldn't see the face, 'dammit.' It smirked; he could tell somehow. It reached for him.
Gohan sent a flying kick into its face. It flew into the opposite wall causing it to crumble behind the figure; a low laugh came from it as it stood up white dust falling off of it's dark robe. It pointed a finger at him.
"You've made your father proud, and now he can't save you. He can't save any of them from me, he can't save himself, I'll tell him and your family you love them," it stood straight. Gohan's eyes shifted back and forth, 'what the hell is it talking about?' A light came to the end of its finger, black light. Gohan jumped out of its way but not quick enough, the black beam hit him directly in the middle of his chest. He gasped as pain rippled through his body. His feet buckled under him, sending him to the ground, scarlet quickly pooling around him, he stared forward. 'NONONONO I can't die No. Videl and I were supposed to get married, have kids, and be happy, peace on earth and all. This isn't happening I need to fight for my dad, mom, Goten, my friends and for Videl.' he tried to fight the darkness but couldn't; he screamed in rage and pain, a laugh coming from the shadow, looming over him. Black shot across his vision as the pain ended, as did his breath. Son Gohan laid in the center of the kitchen floor surrounded by blood, his blood. It quickly drenched his clothes and fell from the corners of his lips. The figure laughed to itself "Perfect" it pulled a rose from its cloak and turned to Gohan's still form.
To
Be
Continued . . .