Disclaimer: Dragonball Z is not mine but the following characters are: Kiseki and Sato. The story line is also mine.
A/N: Looky! Another chapter! WOO WHOO! My writers block is gone! I hope… ^_^
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"How old are you Gohan?" Kiseki asked pushing Gohan's hair out of his face.
"Three and a half." He sniffed wiping at his eyes.
Kiseki smiled gently and stood up holding the boy in her arms.
"Would you like to come with us to the city? We can figure everything out later."
Gohan nodded a smile touching his lips.
Piccolo stepped forward, "Alright, let's go." He picked Kiseki up and floated into the sky.
"I thought my daddy was the only person who could fly." Gohan whispered to Kiseki as they flew over the field.
Kiseki looked down at Gohan in surprise, "Who's your dad?"
"Son Goku." Gohan answered with a slight shudder.
Kiseki raised her eyebrows and looked up at Piccolo, "Isn' that the guy you beat in the Worlds Marshal Arts Tournament?"
Piccolo nodded slowly never taking his eyes off the sky ahead of him. Kiseki blinked and turned back to Gohan.
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Two hours later…
Piccolo landed in the front yard of his and Kiseki's house and put down Kiseki. Kiseki sat down Gohan and took him inside with Piccolo following behind. Sato greeted the three excitedly accidentally knocking over Gohan in the process. Gohan yelped in surprise but was quickly giggling and laughing as the dog licked his face cheerfully. Piccolo smirked at the site folding his arms over his chest. Kiseki smiled unloading a bag of things onto the kitchen table in the next room.
"What's his name?" Gohan laughed petting the dog.
Piccolo crouched down next to him and stroked the puppy's head gently.
"His name's Sato."
Gohan grinned, "Hi Sato! I'm Gohan." He laughed as the dog licked his face again.
Kiseki walked out of the kitchen folding her arms over her chest smiling.
"Are you hungry?" She asked.
Gohan stood up and nodded, "Yes."
"Okay, well why don't you come and help me make sandwiches."
"Okay." He grinned and followed Kiseki into the kitchen with Sato following.
Kiseki sat a dish of dog food on the floor and watched as Sato ate the food greedily.
Piccolo silently entered the kitchen going to the 'fridge for a water. He listened to Kiseki and Gohan chat away as the made sandwiches for themselves at the counter. Slowly he opened his bottle of water and took a sip from it.
'Things have really changed.' He thought to himself leaning up against the wall, 'But this… I would have never thought that Goku would hurt a fly, much less his own son.' His eyebrows knitted together, 'What am I going to do?'
Kiseki handed Gohan a plate with a sandwich on it and walked with him over to the table. Gohan sat down with the sandwich and began to eat happily. Kiseki smiled and sat down another plate that had a couple more sandwiches on it then walked over Piccolo.
"What are you thinking?" She whispered leaning up against the wall next to the Namek.
Piccolo sighed and leaned his head against the wall, "I don't know what to do." He whispered back lifting his head off the wall to look at Kiseki, "What do you think?"
Kiseki frowned dropping her head to stare at the ground, "I'm not sure either."
Gohan looked up from his meal at the two standing in the corner, "Aren't you guys hungry?" He asked innocently holding up a sandwich.
Piccolo averted his eyes to the young boy and shook his head then left the room without a sound. Both Gohan and Kiseki watched him leave, Gohan turned back to his sandwich and sighed.
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Night fell quickly onto the small house that sat in the midst of a large forest. The refrigerator clicked on and hummed noisily in the small dark kitchen. The small puppy lay in a box with a blanket in the corner of the room sleeping peacefully. Piccolo sat at the table, his chin rested on his fist as he stared out through the window into nothingness.
"What are you doing?" A voice whispered startling him out of his thoughts.
Kiseki stepped into the room only dressed in a old Tee-shirt and shorts, and sat down in front of him not even bothering with the lights. Piccolo glanced out of the room at the couch, which held a sleeping Gohan.
"I'm going to go talk to Goku tomorrow." He whispered averting his eyes to Kiseki's.
Kiseki quirked an eyebrow resting her chin in her arms, "What are you going to do?" She whispered.
"Figure out what's going on."
"Are you going to take Gohan with you?"
Piccolo shook his head, "No, he's going to stay here with you."
Kiseki nodded sitting back up glancing out into the living room.
Piccolo sighed inwardly and stood up, "I'll go tomorrow morning and be back around noon."
"Alright." Kiseki whispered and watched Piccolo leave the room.
She sat there in the dark a moment longer then with a sigh headed to her room for the night.
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The large dome shape house sat exactly where Piccolo had remembered it, in a large forest high in the mountains.
But something was out of place something didn't feel right…
Piccolo landed softly near the edge of the forest staring at the house trying to pin point what was wrong with it.
"This is stupid." He mumbled shaking his head, "There's nothing wrong with it."
Taking a step forward it hit him, there was no smell of food cooking and the flowers were all dead. Piccolo furrowed his eyebrows and took another step forward; one of the house's side windows was broken.
"What's going on?" He mumbled looking around.
Suddenly the front door slammed open, startling Piccolo out of his thoughts, and Goku stepped out. Piccolo turned to the man he had known in another life as a kind and good-hearted person who was always smiling. The man standing before him, scowling and wearing nothing but a pair of worn out jeans and a white Tee shirt, was not the Son Goku he knew.
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A/N: What's happened to Goku? (Evil Grin) Thanks for reading and Please Review. ^_^ Bye