I'm With You

By: Dark_T-K

(Goku's POV)

I was saved by my son once again, from a fate I choose. I never expected him to come home; that was a mistake on my part. A mistake I will soon rectify. As much as I love Gohan, he understands so little. I was swallowed by the darkness a long time ago…I should be allowed to die like everyone else.

But I'm not…

I can't be like an earthling because I'm not. They won't let me go because I'm not good enough for death. Why can't they leave me alone. I want to rest in peace. I want to be buried six feet under. I want to be with ChiChi again.

But once again I'm denied this…

I'm not allowed to die, because I will be missed. In my opinion, that would be false. I'm a burden to this world. A handicapped bum. A piece of trash needed to be thrown out.

Somehow Gohan doesn't see eye to eye. It's his mother in him. He feels the need to protect those who can't like I used too. Somehow, I know he won't let me pass on without a fight.

Gohan hasn't allowed me to be alone ever since that day I wanted to end it all. He has someone in my room constantly watching. The first day he even persuaded Bulma to strap me down to the bed for safety measures. He definitely takes after his mom. Even though he's being overprotective, I can't blame him. I'd do the same thing.

Gohan…how I will miss you when I'm gone. I wish you could understand that I can't stand this world. I want to go to other world to be with ChiChi. Why is it that before all this happened I could do what I wanted, now I'm treated like a kid. I can do hardly anything.

Day in and day out, Gohan would sit in my room watching me. I'd stare back not knowing what to do. He'd never speak to me, I guess he's ashamed of my cowardly behavior. Goten has also visited me. He brings flowers to brighten up the room, and chocolates if I want them. How I will miss them.

(Gohan's POV)

I watch him every day, waiting for a sign. What does he want? Why doesn't he want to live? Was it something we did? He'd never answer any questions. He'd sit in silence and watch me with a pained expression. It says to me 'Why?'

He continues to look like this everyday. He won't listen to reason and he won't turn back. I don't know how much more I can take. Soon I crack and I break down in front of my father.

"Why can't you see you're still needed here?!" I scream out with tears leaking down my face. He doesn't answer. "You think mom wants this, but I bet she's upset with you! You're choosing to give up life to live with her when everyone here still needs you!" I said angrily, tears running freely now. Dad, for the first time in ages, speaks.

"You don't understand…" three words was all it took. He was right, I didn't understand.

"Maybe I would if you told me what is wrong?! You've pushed away everyone because mom died, now you want to kill yourself! I don't see how or why you'd want to do this when everyone is worried sick that you'll never pull through." Dad actually listened and what surprised me more was that he was getting upset.

"No one needs me anymore. I'm a has-been. You're here because I'm your father, but you'll get over my death in time. You did with your mother…" Goku said unhappily.

"I lost my mother to a disease. I can't loose my father to his own work. You mean too much for me. Mom would have wanted you-" he snapped.

"You wouldn't know what your mother wanted! I was there when she took her last breath! I was there for her final words! She told me she'd be waiting for me and she still is! Why can't you understand I'm no longer needed like I once was!" Goku shouted angrily, large tears rolling down his face.

"I do know, because mom sent me a note telling me to take care of you. To help you through and make sure you live to ripe old age! She wanted you to be happy!" I snapped. Dad looked confused. "She said to live on and remember her! Not sulk and try to join her! If you'd have listen to me none of this would have happen." I said as I stomped out the door slamming it shut.

That night I wondered if I did the right thing by telling dad what my told me. Would dad listen and try live, or would he not believe me and still go.

Only time would tell…

The next morning I run into Bulma in her lab. She is tired but she smiles warmly at me.

"I don't know what you did Gohan, but it worked." I look at her in shock. She pointed over to the large park next to her office. Inside was my dad. Tons of animals and dinosaurs were around him looking for attention. The look on his face said enough.

"I don't believe it…I actually did it." I said in amazement. Bulma nodded and hugged me gently.

"I was shocked to see him eat this morning. But this was truly heart stopping. He hasn't been out of his room ever since and now look at him." Bulma said happily as she and I watched my dad play fetch.

"I guess all he needed was a little push." I said. Bulma looked at me. "Last night, mom came to me and said I had done enough, that she'd talk some sense into dad. She said he can miss her as much as possible, but he can't cause his family and friends even more pain." Bulma nodded.

"She knew about his suffering for along time now Gohan. I believe she tried everything she could to stop him but failed." I agreed whole-heartedly.

"She said dad was suffering from more than just one wound on his heart. Not only did mom dying affect him, but the loss of his prince really hit hard. Dad couldn't stand the pain and wanted to end it all…" I said mournfully.

"One thing you are forgetting Gohan is that your mom wouldn't let Goku go down without a fight. That's why she gave him two handsome sons. She had to leave someone behind to help him through life." Bulma said.

"Son or no son, Kakarott will always need his closet friends to keep him together." Vegeta said as he entered Bulma's lab. I nod at him.

"You're right Vegeta. Maybe it's time we stopped thinking about him healing, and work on what's bothering him…" I say.

"Healing a broken heart must start at the beginning. He's already started, now I will help in the process." Vegeta said walking into the park. Goku saw Vegeta and froze. Vegeta began to speak and dad seemed to relax even more. In the end, they both hugged and I could see that dad's healing had just begun…

T.B.G.

Author note: I hope you all like this. I have one more chapter for this story so PLEASE send me ideas. This writers block is killing me. C-ya later.