How it Might of Happened
by Doomawriter
Author's notes: You know, being an author in the DBZ section is really tough. I mean, your story gets buried under so many updated stories, by day two you've been bumped back to page 3. And then you find out the ten reviews of your first chapter mysteriously disappear!
Well, this fic isn't about my problems and I'm sure you didn't come to hear this. I just want to say that if you guys like this, try checking out my story "One Man's Love, One Baby's Hate" in the Dragonball section. (Its not shameless self-promotion! No one checks out the DB section).
Chapter 3: Who Says?
According to the dragon radar (which was very big and clunky for a futuristic device) Goku and Piccolo had closed in on Gohan's position. Raditz's scouter had picked them up and he stood, next to his space pod, awaiting their arrival. Though he found it hard to concentrate with the constant crying of his nephew.
"Will you shut up already!?" Raditz screamed at Gohan. "You call yourself a Saiyan!?"
Gohan held back his wailing to utter. "No!"
"Oh yeah, that's right. I forgot you had no clue what a Saiyan was until..." Raditz checked his scouter. "Fourty minutes ago."
Gohan continued to cry. Unfortunately Raditz needed him alive to have any hold against his reluctant brother. *Hmm* he thought. *Maybe I can kill him and say that he's sleeping. I can hold him up by wires to make him move....No, that's just stupid.*
"Hey there," Raditz began with a sly smile as he reached into his chest armor. "I've got something for you. Its..um, candy." He pulled out a small, brown square and showed it to Gohan. "Why don't you take it?"
The crying stopped instantly and Gohan began to inch toward the alien relative cautiously. "I-Is it really candy? Or is this a trick? It won't do anything to me would it?"
"Of course not! I won't hurt my own blood!" He motioned for Gohan to come closer. As the child was in reaching range, Raditz hurled it into his pod. "Oops, I dropped it. Would you mind?"
Prefering to take the candy from the strange round thing than the bad man who hurt his daddy, Gohan ran into the ship and popped the candy in his mouth. "Mmm...coconut!" As he savored the chewy treat, the door closed behind him and trapping Gohan inside. "Hey!"
"Heh heh heh. Earthlings aren't only weak but they're idiots too. No home- bred Saiyan would fall for such an obvious trap!"
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Two pairs of shoes had touched the land and Raditz chuckled arrogantly. "Well well, so you've come already, eh Kakarot? But it looks like you heard me wrong. I said bring me one thousand dead bodies, not one alive green one!"
Goku and Piccolo ignored the remark and showed their I-really-don't-like- you faces. "Where's my son?" Goku said directly.
"You didn't raise him well, baby brother. His damn whining forced me to shut him up. Look into that crater, you'll find him." As Goku took off to check on his son, Raditz directed his attention to Piccolo. "I must ask you something. On your way here..."
"Yes?" Piccolo said.
"On your way here, did any bugs fly into your face?"
"....A few."
"Alright, I just thought that I was the only one. I've always wanted to ask someone that. Doesn't it get annoying?"
The light conversation was ended as Goku landed back besides Piccolo. Knowing his son was safe, he decided he might as well begin. He undone his boots and then began to take off his blue, under shirt. Raditz and Piccolo both looked on with a confused and slightly disgusted eye until they heard the loud thud of the weighted clothing hitting the floor.
"Oh, you're removing your weights...." Piccolo said with a sigh of relief as he began to remove his.
"Of course, " Goku said, putting his orange gi back on. "What did you think I was doing? Getting naked?"
"Um....of course not."
"Now that I'm not weighed down, I won't be as much of a pushover as I seemed to be before!" Goku smiled at the thought of a good battle on the same grounds as his enemy. However, he quickly frowned at the sound of Raditz's laughter.
"Seriously! Do you think by removing a few weights that you now stand a chance against me?"
"Bull'! I'm much faster now."
"No, this would be fast." With that, Raditz instantly vanished from their sights. He reappeared behind Goku and Piccolo and tapped them on their shoulders. As the two turned around, he reappeared back to in front of them. "What are you guys looking at?"
"You just-"
"No I didn't."
"But you- Dammit! That's not funny!"
Raditz tried to hold back his laughter. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, just having a little fun."
Pissed off at being made fun of, Goku figured why wait? Now was as good a time as ever to blast this pain all the way to He- uh, 'another dimension'...yeah.
Goku placed his hands together and got ready to focus his power. "Kaaaa...meeiiii-" A blow to the face sent him out of his focus and back a few steps. "What was that!?"
"What?" Raditz asked confused. "Aren't we fighting here?"
"Yeah, but you have to let me finish!"
"Since when!?"
"It's like an unwritten rule!"
"No its not! How do I know you didn't just make that up?"
"WILL YOU TWO JUST SHUT UP AND FIGHT!?" Piccolo said, having enough of the sibling rivalry. "What are you guys, four!?"
Raditz pouted. "He started it."
"I don't care who started it! Just go!"
"Right!" Goku agreed. "Kaaa...meeei..- OW!!"
"Sorry," Raditz said with a smirk. "I forgot. Go ahead."
"Kaaa....meeiiii- OW! DAMMIT!"
"Finger slipped! Seriously! Won't happen again."
"Kaaa...meeeiiiii...haaa- OW!!"
"Finger slipped," Piccolo said with the same smirk.
----- End of Chapter 3 ----- Author's notes: And that's it for this chapter. My offer from Chapter 2 still stands. If you want me to continue or skip to another spot, I'm all ears...um...eyes. Personally, I'm leaning towards skipping ahead to the end of this battle. But I always want to please the fans! Well, the fans that speak up and review.
(Oh and if you're confused, I tend to spell it "Kameihamei-ha.")
Author's notes: You know, being an author in the DBZ section is really tough. I mean, your story gets buried under so many updated stories, by day two you've been bumped back to page 3. And then you find out the ten reviews of your first chapter mysteriously disappear!
Well, this fic isn't about my problems and I'm sure you didn't come to hear this. I just want to say that if you guys like this, try checking out my story "One Man's Love, One Baby's Hate" in the Dragonball section. (Its not shameless self-promotion! No one checks out the DB section).
Chapter 3: Who Says?
According to the dragon radar (which was very big and clunky for a futuristic device) Goku and Piccolo had closed in on Gohan's position. Raditz's scouter had picked them up and he stood, next to his space pod, awaiting their arrival. Though he found it hard to concentrate with the constant crying of his nephew.
"Will you shut up already!?" Raditz screamed at Gohan. "You call yourself a Saiyan!?"
Gohan held back his wailing to utter. "No!"
"Oh yeah, that's right. I forgot you had no clue what a Saiyan was until..." Raditz checked his scouter. "Fourty minutes ago."
Gohan continued to cry. Unfortunately Raditz needed him alive to have any hold against his reluctant brother. *Hmm* he thought. *Maybe I can kill him and say that he's sleeping. I can hold him up by wires to make him move....No, that's just stupid.*
"Hey there," Raditz began with a sly smile as he reached into his chest armor. "I've got something for you. Its..um, candy." He pulled out a small, brown square and showed it to Gohan. "Why don't you take it?"
The crying stopped instantly and Gohan began to inch toward the alien relative cautiously. "I-Is it really candy? Or is this a trick? It won't do anything to me would it?"
"Of course not! I won't hurt my own blood!" He motioned for Gohan to come closer. As the child was in reaching range, Raditz hurled it into his pod. "Oops, I dropped it. Would you mind?"
Prefering to take the candy from the strange round thing than the bad man who hurt his daddy, Gohan ran into the ship and popped the candy in his mouth. "Mmm...coconut!" As he savored the chewy treat, the door closed behind him and trapping Gohan inside. "Hey!"
"Heh heh heh. Earthlings aren't only weak but they're idiots too. No home- bred Saiyan would fall for such an obvious trap!"
---
Two pairs of shoes had touched the land and Raditz chuckled arrogantly. "Well well, so you've come already, eh Kakarot? But it looks like you heard me wrong. I said bring me one thousand dead bodies, not one alive green one!"
Goku and Piccolo ignored the remark and showed their I-really-don't-like- you faces. "Where's my son?" Goku said directly.
"You didn't raise him well, baby brother. His damn whining forced me to shut him up. Look into that crater, you'll find him." As Goku took off to check on his son, Raditz directed his attention to Piccolo. "I must ask you something. On your way here..."
"Yes?" Piccolo said.
"On your way here, did any bugs fly into your face?"
"....A few."
"Alright, I just thought that I was the only one. I've always wanted to ask someone that. Doesn't it get annoying?"
The light conversation was ended as Goku landed back besides Piccolo. Knowing his son was safe, he decided he might as well begin. He undone his boots and then began to take off his blue, under shirt. Raditz and Piccolo both looked on with a confused and slightly disgusted eye until they heard the loud thud of the weighted clothing hitting the floor.
"Oh, you're removing your weights...." Piccolo said with a sigh of relief as he began to remove his.
"Of course, " Goku said, putting his orange gi back on. "What did you think I was doing? Getting naked?"
"Um....of course not."
"Now that I'm not weighed down, I won't be as much of a pushover as I seemed to be before!" Goku smiled at the thought of a good battle on the same grounds as his enemy. However, he quickly frowned at the sound of Raditz's laughter.
"Seriously! Do you think by removing a few weights that you now stand a chance against me?"
"Bull'! I'm much faster now."
"No, this would be fast." With that, Raditz instantly vanished from their sights. He reappeared behind Goku and Piccolo and tapped them on their shoulders. As the two turned around, he reappeared back to in front of them. "What are you guys looking at?"
"You just-"
"No I didn't."
"But you- Dammit! That's not funny!"
Raditz tried to hold back his laughter. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, just having a little fun."
Pissed off at being made fun of, Goku figured why wait? Now was as good a time as ever to blast this pain all the way to He- uh, 'another dimension'...yeah.
Goku placed his hands together and got ready to focus his power. "Kaaaa...meeiiii-" A blow to the face sent him out of his focus and back a few steps. "What was that!?"
"What?" Raditz asked confused. "Aren't we fighting here?"
"Yeah, but you have to let me finish!"
"Since when!?"
"It's like an unwritten rule!"
"No its not! How do I know you didn't just make that up?"
"WILL YOU TWO JUST SHUT UP AND FIGHT!?" Piccolo said, having enough of the sibling rivalry. "What are you guys, four!?"
Raditz pouted. "He started it."
"I don't care who started it! Just go!"
"Right!" Goku agreed. "Kaaa...meeei..- OW!!"
"Sorry," Raditz said with a smirk. "I forgot. Go ahead."
"Kaaa....meeiiii- OW! DAMMIT!"
"Finger slipped! Seriously! Won't happen again."
"Kaaa...meeeiiiii...haaa- OW!!"
"Finger slipped," Piccolo said with the same smirk.
----- End of Chapter 3 ----- Author's notes: And that's it for this chapter. My offer from Chapter 2 still stands. If you want me to continue or skip to another spot, I'm all ears...um...eyes. Personally, I'm leaning towards skipping ahead to the end of this battle. But I always want to please the fans! Well, the fans that speak up and review.
(Oh and if you're confused, I tend to spell it "Kameihamei-ha.")
