Lost Sight
Part 3
By: Dark_T-K
I awake days later. I don't know how many, but it was a lot. I was in some boxers and wrapped in many blankets. My wounds were treated and bandaged. I lay there thinking. Why would Gohan do this to me? A few years ago he loved me more than life and helped me. Now all he does is give me pain. I feel his pain and I understand what it must be like.
"Gohan I wish you would talk to me. I wish you would tell me what's wrong." I remember Gohan saying he wouldn't talk. I began noticing his aggressive behavior after Videl died and Pan ran away. Then it hit me.
~ Gohan is upset about his family leaving ~
I realized he's taking pain out on the one person he thought could handle it. His anger takes control and he doesn't realize til he gets home that he's bested me. I lay there finally understanding his pain, his problem. The door opens, I turn my head towards it.
"Kakarott? Are you awake?" I hear Vegeta ask. I nod my head. My voice is back but I don't feel like using it. "Kakarott tell me everything." He says in concern. I nod and take a deep breath.
"Gohan is upset about the recent family issues. That's where his anger comes from. Unfortunately his anger takes control and he doesn't realize he's hurting me. He raped me because he misses Videl and Pan. He has no one left." Vegeta sits next to me and brushes my bans aside.
"That still doesn't give him the right to beat and violate you Kakarott. He has crossed the line. Onna has asked that I bring the brat in…" He cuts off his sentence. I nudge him gently to continue. "She's going to lock Gohan up in a psychotic house. Your onna has agreed for it to happen." I become shocked.
"They're sending away him like that! They're not going to get him help?!" I shout out. Vegeta puts my hands on his head and he nods. "No Vegeta don't. He needs comfort and help. They can't lock him away!" I say sitting up.
"I'm sorry Kakarott. Onna has instructed me to capture Gohan. ChiChi said enough was enough. Gohan broke the last straw by raping you. He's going to be locked up." I get up but Vegeta pushes me back on to the bed.
"No Kakarott. I'm not taking you this time. You stay here and get rest. I'll tell your brat you send your apologies and sympathy." I shake my head in disagreement.
"I can't let you guys do this to my son. He needs comfort Vegeta. He's like me in a way." Vegeta stopped fighting me and realized I was right. "Gohan is acting like me. He's upset and wants help. He needs someone to show him love." Vegeta pulls me up and hands me a gi.
"Alright Kakarott. This is your last chance. If Gohan does not respond and hurts you again he gets locked up. If you manage to calm the child then I will bring him back and we'll go on from there." I hug Vegeta gratefully.
"Thank you Vegeta. I appreciate you giving him another chance." I smile at him then quickly I get dressed.
A few hours later, a bunch of tugs and pulls, and shouts from Vegeta we get to Gohan's house. The front yard was in shambles, but it was nothing compared to the house.
Entering the house we saw destroyed walls, clothes burned, doors off their hinges and so much more. I heard Vegeta gasp and name everything he saw. I felt a near by wall and found holes, scorch marks, and splintered wood.
"Gohan really did a number to his house." Vegeta grunts slightly and leads me around. I break away from him and begin exploring myself. I run into many things but worst of all I trip over Gohan's body. First I feel it to make sure of what I tripped over. "Vegeta!" I call out to him. I hear Vegeta running through the house til he reached me.
"What happened?! He was fine when he beat the tar out of you a few days ago!" Vegeta shouted out. I didn't know what to say. Finally my paternal instincts kick in and I grab Gohan and pull him close. I cradle my son in an effort to calm me down.
"Gohan wake up." I say as I shake him slightly. He groans a bit and snuggles closer to me. "Gohan please wake up." I say sitting him up. He shutters the rolls on to my side.
"Five more minutes Videl." He mumbles. I stroke his bangs and feel how skinny he is. He cheeks bones are a little more revealing than before, and Gohan isn't quite as heavy as I thought.
"Vegeta can you tell me what he looks like?" I ask Vegeta. Vegeta grunts again then begins to scan Gohan over.
"From the looks of it he's very thin. He has bags under his eyes so he must not sleep often. He has cuts, bruises, and blood all over him. He looks weak and I do believe his leg is broken." I run my hand over Gohan's skin. I feel the liquid blood, I feel his ribs, and I feel his twisted leg.
"Gohan what have you done to yourself?" I ask him as I run my fingers lightly over his face. His eyes must have opened because he spoke oh so quietly.
"D-dad…it's you." He says in a whisper. I nod and continue to inspect his face. Gohan turns his face in shame. I notice immediately and began to run my hand through his Ebony spikes.
"What's wrong Gohan?" I ask gently. He seems confused, scared, and tired. I stop cradling him and get him to sit up.
"I'm…s-s-sorry d-d-dad. I d-didn't mean…t-to hurt…you…" His voice was small and broken. He really didn't mean to stutter but he was very tired and pronouncing syllables was hard. I brush through his hair again hug him gently.
"Shhhh…It's ok Gohan. Everything is going to be alright." I begin to rock Gohan gently and croon softly. Vegeta must have gotten sick of all this love because I heard him leaving grumbling.
"D-d-dad…why are…y-you here?" He asks in a slightly louder voice. I sigh and continue to rock him. I believed the rocking to soothe Gohan, when it only comforted me.
"I came here to save you from a horrible fate. The last few events you have done have caused ChiChi and Bulma to come to a hard conclusion…" I say as I hug him. He nudges me to continue. He must have learned to nudge people from me. He does it get people to relax and continue. "ChiChi and Bulma want to put you into a nut house Gohan. They think you're too unstable to be out here. They're scarred you'll hurt me again…" I cut off knowing the pain I would suffer for saying the rest. Gohan tensed badly. "I'm sorry Gohan. I came to help you but every time I do…" He knew the rest.
"Dad I'm not mad! I swear I was just in pain. Look what all this mess has gotten me into. I hurt myself and the one man who tried to help me!" He screams. I flinch. I run a hand down his leg. I feel how bad it is and I hear his cry of pain.
"I wish I could see Gohan. I can only feel what is around me." He hugs me again. "In a way Gohan we are alike. You miss Videl and Pan while I miss my ability to see all of you. The sense of lose causes pain, and that pain causes anger. Remember what I did after I learned I'd never see again?" He nods rubbing his head on my shoulder.
"You went ballistic. You were so upset you challenged Vegeta to a match and won even when you couldn't see. From there you started going downhill." I sigh as I remember.
~ After my fight with Vegeta I began to start fights with ChiChi. I snapped at her and anyone who crossed my path. I finally couldn't stand it and left my house for a week. Gohan and Goten had to carry my back to the house. I was unconscious and badly beat up. That was only the beginning.
Slowly I began to loose interest in fighting and talking. I hardly spoke to ChiChi after my disappearance. I found reasons to get up from the dinner table and go to my room. Soon after the loose of speech, I began to lose interest in eating.
My appetite began dropping every day. I ate little and most of the time refused to eat anything set in front of me. When ChiChi tried to force-feed me I'd push her away then I dump the plate. I'd walk to the couch and lay down. This too was only the beginning of what was to come.
Soon I lost interest in my family. I hardly went out to see them and most of the time ignored them. ChiChi constantly cried in my lap begging me to stop this loose of everything. I pushed her along with everyone else away til I fell ill. After my illness I returned back to normal. ~
Gohan and I both held each other grieving over our loses. Him over his lose in family, and me my lost in sight and new memories. I shed a few tears while he does the same.
"Maybe Gohan you should come live with me and your mom again. We are all you have left." He stops and begins to think.
"What about my stuff?" He asks hesitantly. I rub his head and stand up. I help him up then balance him on my shoulder.
"We'll come back later to get it. Right now you need medical attention. Now just hang on while I call Vegeta.
"Why call him? Can't you make it to the door without him?" I blush slightly and shuffle one of my feet.
"The last time I did that I ran into four walls, three broken chairs, and you. I don't think it's wise for me to lead." Gohan chuckled a bit then groaned.
"I'll direct you dad, you just have to carry me." I nod and began walking. Gohan leads me perfectly through his mangled home. Occasionally I hit a few things and drag Gohan over a couple of objects, but we make it to the door pretty much unharmed.
"Vegeta lets go! I've got Gohan!" I call out to Vegeta. I hear Gohan groan a little and I shift him slightly.
"Fine Be right there Kakarott!" I hear Vegeta shout out. I shake my head and call back.
"Vegeta Gohan is around my neck!" I call back. Vegeta races into the room and punches Gohan. I hear Gohan crash into a wall and Vegeta charging at him.
"You'll pay for hurting Kakarott boy! I'll make sure you're in more pain than you can stand!" Vegeta begins to punch and kick Gohan. I hear him cry out in pain. He calls out to me!
"Daddy help me please!" He screams out. I step forward only to hear Vegeta shout out at Gohan's prone form.
"Your father won't help you boy! After the horrible beatings then the rape! I'm surprised Kakarott even walked fifty miles within your house!" I wince. Gohan cries out again. Then Vegeta slammed Gohan in the No No area. Gohan gasped for breath. By then I had enough.
"Vegeta! Leave Gohan be!" I shout out. I walk over to Gohan's side and pick him up. He's gasping and clutching his aching manhood. I rub his back then send a death glare over to Vegeta.
"For once Vegeta can't you reason with people without using your fists!" I shout out at Vegeta. He steps back in surprise.
"I thought he was hurting you! Honestly Kakarot!" I roll my gray eyes then turn my attention back to Gohan. I pick him back up in my arms then with one hand I give Vegeta then end of my leash.
"Next time ask before you jump Vegeta. Now lead me back over to Capsule Corps. Gohan needs help and fast. And thanks to you he'll need more medical attention than before." Vegeta gulped and took the leash. He lead me outside with my son cradled in my arms. I heard Gohan groan in pain. I whisper in Gohan's ear.
"Relax son. I'm going to go get you help." He nods and begins to move as close as he can to my chest. He wraps his arms around my neck and soon falls asleep.
We arrive at Capsule Corps twenty minutes later. I carried my sleeping son into the door while Vegeta lead me to the medical quarters. Vegeta lead me to an empty room. I walked over to the bed and placed Gohan on to it.
"Vegeta! Go find Bulma and tell her Gohan needs medical help!" Vegeta nodded and left quickly. I began to feel my way around looking for a chair. After about five minutes of searching I found one. I pulled it over to Gohan's bedside and sat down. He woke up soon after I sat down. He reached over to me and grasped a hand.
"Dad…" Gohan breathed out. "I'm glad you didn't hand me over right away…I was really hoping I'd get a chance to defend myself before being handed over to a mental hospital." I sigh and squeeze his hand lightly.
"You know me son. I believe everyone deserves another chance." I feel his grip loosen. He's extremely tired. Soon I heard footsteps running towards the room. Then the door slams open.
"Goku!" Bulma screams out. I jump out of my seat at the sound. "Gohan!" She screams next. I jumped once again. Being blind never prepared me for shouts or unexpected screams. I would jump at anything that wasn't expected.
"Bulma please! Gohan doesn't need to become deaf." I say flatly. That instantly shuts her up. She rushes to his side and begins to expect him.
"What happened to him Goku?!" She says in concern. I shrug my shoulders. A few seconds later Vegeta grunts showing he hasn't a clue. Then once again the door slams open and I jump.
"Gohan!" ChiChi screeches out. I hold my head in my hands. This will be one of those days where your friends and family panic for no reason and scream constantly. "What happened to my darling little boy?!" ChiChi screams out as she rushes to Gohan's side. I feel Gohan's embarrassment and I know he feels mine. "I bet ouji boy did something to my precious Gohan!" I face faulted as well as Vegeta. Gohan only groans.
"ChiChi it wasn't Vegeta. We found Gohan like this. You're not going to put blame on Vegeta this time." I hear Chichi growl, and I know where that growl was aimed at. Gohan starts to tremble and squeezes my hand again. He begins to speak.
"Y-y-you're not…going t-to…lock me up…in a mental house…are you?" Gohan squeaks out. I offer my comfort by squeezing his hand reassuringly. ChiChi begins to kiss Gohan and begins to baby him.
"When you're all better I'll decide where you will be going. You're apparently to broken down to live by yourself anymore. It's best if we put you somewhere where you can get the best treatment. And where you can get help when you need it." Gohan begins to get scarred and begins to thrash around madly.
"No! I won't go! Daddy promised me I'd get to live with him! You can't do this to me!" Gohan screams as he thrashes around. I glare angrily at ChiChi.
"Vegeta calm Gohan down while I have a word with ChiChi!" I spat out. He rushes over to my side and holds Gohan down. I feel my way to the door then open it. ChiChi walks out behind me and closes the door.
"What do you think you're doing ChiChi? You can't send our son to a nut house! It will only cause more damage than done!" I shout out. She sighs and puts a hand on to my face. It does little to calm me.
"I was thinking about you. Gohan will get help then when he's ready to leave he can come live with-" I slap her.
"Thinking of me! ChiChi you went nuts over how he looked a few minutes ago and now all you care about is my well being! For pete's sake ChiChi! He misses what he's lost and all you can think about is when he'll attack me again!" ChiChi stands there in total disbelief.
"Goku he's crazy. For months he's attacked you ruthlessly and then raped you! He needs to have doctors help him!" She begins to cry.
"Gohan doesn't need those weakling humans ChiChi! He needs his family! His mother and father to help him get back onto his feet! He needs love and comfort! Not pills and a shot!" I turn towards the door. "Only a mother who cares about her son, and loves him would see that. She wouldn't send him to a nut house the first chance she got." I leave ChiChi out in the hall and reenter Gohan's room.
"Kakarott help us! Your brat is fighting us!" Vegeta shouts at me. I walk over to the bed and take Gohan's hand. I squeeze it gently and he instantly relaxes and calms down.
"So how did your talk with mom go dad?" He asks tiredly. I smile lovingly down at him.
"I don't know what she plans on doing son, but I promise you this. I won't let her or Bulma send you to a mental house." I feel him relax more and take in a sigh.
"Thanks dad. I thought for sure you would be one of the people against me. After all that has happened…All I have done…" he cuts himself off. I rub his forehead for reassurance.
"If you recall Gohan, I know what you're going through. I know deep inside you're a good person. Your anger gets a hold of you sometimes and you just can't control it. But it's ok. I love you no less." I give him a small hug.
"Goku we need to leave. The doctors say Gohan needs rest before they begin to work on him." Bulma says as she lays a hand on my shoulder. I nod and stand. I exit his room listening to his relieved sighs. Closing the door I turn to face Bulma.
"Why do you and ChiChi want to lock him up so badly?" I hear her, her pause tells me she is thinking and is still so unsure.
"He was hurting you Goku. What were we to do? We thought maybe, he was mentally unstable after all the emotional tragedies he went through. He was so upset." I put both my hands on Bulma's shoulders.
"He was in pain. His anger got the best of him Bulma. Just promise me we'll get him help before you just throw him in some mental house." She tenses uncomfortably under my hands.
"I don't know Goku…That's a lot to ask of me. With all the problems-" I cut her off with an upset cry.
"I can't let you send him. Gohan is one of the few things I have left in my life. You guys can't take him away!" She hugs me but it does little to help.
"If Gohan can get his act together…If he can pull himself together I'll agree not to send him. But if he attacks you Goku, I won't let you stop us from putting him into a mental institution."
"You do know I have no idea what an institution is right?" She laughed lightly and escorted me out of the hospital wing.
"Let's get something to eat." I nod as she leads on."
Days later Gohan has recovered from his surgery. I sit in the waiting room alone. I banned ChiChi and Bulma from seeing Gohan til he fully recovered. I soon hear foot stops coming my way.
"Mr. Son?" I hear the doctor call. I stand up. He then leads me to Gohan's room and stops. "Your son will be fine. He won't rest very often, but you can go in since he keeps asking for you." I nod and go on in.
"Dad? You actually came?" He asks skeptically. I laugh slightly and move to his bed.
"Some one had too. I banned Bulma and your mother from coming to see you. ChiChi and Bulma are both thinking of where to put you." I hear him shift uncomfortably.
"I thought you said you wouldn't let them til I got some help." I sigh and take a seat next to him.
"I am. But your mother has the authority to overthrow my decision. She has the courts permission as it is. I don't know if I can stop her." He shifts again.
"But you promised…" He says hurt. I nod and take his hand. "You promised me another chance."
"I know I did. Your mother doesn't believe me anymore. We went to court yesterday and the jury decided against me. I get protected while ChiChi gets to send you away. I'm sorry Gohan. I tried." He moves away from me in anger.
"You promised me! You never break your promises!" He screams at me. I stand up and head for the door.
"I didn't Gohan. I gave you another chance. I defended you and lost. This will be the last time I see you though. Court has officially signed you up for a nut house. I am banned from seeing you til the court sees you fit. I wish there was another way Gohan, but…"
"You broke a promise to me…You said I'd come live with you and you'd help me get better." He spat angrily.
"Gohan stop getting mad at me! I tried my best to not get you sent there ok! You should know the laws better than anyone! Innocent until proven guilty! Well Gohan the court found you guilty so stop accusing me of lying and breaking promises! I tried so hard! Yet I still lost!" I shed tears. I couldn't believe he thought all of this. It was beyond insane. "And for you to think I want you to get sent to a nut house, shows me you don't believe in me."
"Dad I do believe…" I don't let him finish. I open the door and turn to him and stare at him with blank eyes.
"I tried so hard Gohan. I did what I could." I start shedding tears. He makes noises indicating he wants me to stay. "But I guess my best was not enough for you. Being blind must have made me weaker than before. Because I lost all my confidence, and I lost all my family's confidence in me." I walk out the hospital room, leaving a depressed son behind. ChiChi and Bulma walk down the halls to collect Gohan. I walk by and pretending not to notice.
"Goku?" ChiChi asks. I walk by and put my glasses on. Before I pass I shed a tear down my face. I leave Capsule Corp and head home.
Days have passed since I saw Gohan last. My depression was becoming far worst than before. ChiChi came home after dropping Gohan off at the medical institute.
"Well Gohan will be getting help for a few months and should be released after that." I sigh not caring anymore. "Goku what's wrong?" She asks. I get up and go to my room. I don't want to talk to her. She was the reason Gohan was mad at me. She was the reason my oldest son was sent to a nut house. I collapse on my bed and lay there just thinking. ChiChi walks in soon after. "Goku?"
"Just leave me alone ChiChi. I don't want to talk." I say icily. She takes the hint and leaves after that. That was the last time ChiChi and I talked.
~ Months Later; Gohan Returns ~
Gohan has finally finished his help program. I was happy he was done, and also sad. He came to live with us just as I said he would. He was cheerful and happy again, but I kept my distance from him. He always tried to get me to forget, but all I did was remember our fight. I had to move back in with ChiChi since Gohan got his room back. I never slept with her though. Every night I always either slept on the floor, or went down stairs and slept on the couch. I hardly spent time with them at all. Most of the time I disappeared and didn't come back for hours.
ChiChi's POV
In had been weeks since Gohan's return. Goku showed less interest in everything. He would often leave for days and return only to say nothing when questioned. He became withdrawn, and badly depressed. Gohan and I tried everything to get him back to normal, but our attempts failed.
"Goku why don't you go fish with Gohan?" I would say to him. He would shrug his shoulders and walk away.
That was another thing. Goku didn't talk much either. He would say yes and no now and then. He hardly said full sentences. He also began to eat less and less. We often had many leftovers after dinner. Goku just didn't care anymore. He did his chores and sparred once in awhile, but he never fought with me or talked. I worried Goku would get sick again.
Gohan's POV
Dad continues to get worse day by day. Mom doesn't even know the half of the bad things dad goes through. Dad's sight was a problem he had dealt with long ago, but now it bothered me. I noticed dad lost much weight after I returned from the institution. He was much quieter and more respectful. Mom said she was happy about some things, but others…
"Dad won't you please talk to me?" I ask him. He began hanging around his old house a lot more. He'd often sit in there with his arms wrapped around his knees. He never spoke, and he often cried.
It wrenched my heart to see my strong father cry. He never did before. Until I was sent away at least. His blindness has made him oblivious to the world. He pretends mom and I aren't there when we sit in front of him. He acted like we were never in his life to begin with. Soon time got the best of dad. He fell ill.
Outside POV
Goku had fallen ill three months after Gohan returned. Doctors worked around the clock at Capsule Corp to cure him. They found out he had more than just one disease plaguing him.
"Bulma we have checked Mr. Son over and over again. He in bad shape." The doctor said pulling Bulma over to the side. Bulma looked into Goku's room. He lay there looking totally weak and helpless.
"What did the diagnoses have to say about him doctor?" The doctor handed Bulma a clipboard.
"So far we've found he's deeply depressed. He's moving on to being anorexic, he also has…" He paused taking a deep sigh and looking in on Goku.
"What's up doctor? What else does he have?" Bulma asked concerned. The doctor pointed to a certain paragraph. Bulma read then gasped. "It can't be…"
"That was one thing I didn't want to tell you Ms. Bulma. Your friend Goku, he's suffering from cancer."