I'm With You

By: Dark_T-K

Life goes on,

Like it never ends…

(Gohan's POV)

It was like a miracle sent from Dende. Dad had gotten his act together and was living his life anew. It was nice to seem him up and running again. Mom talking to him really had an effect on him. Even though he has a long way before he'll ever be able to train with Vegeta again, it doesn't matter.

As I watch him now, he sits outside instead of inside. Before it was like he was scared to see what the world had to offer, or what it had to take. He told me before that going outside didn't feel right, that something out there wanted to hurt him. So he never did go outside after that.

Now he's outside a lot. He walks along the river path and into the forest where he learns to love life again. I find myself tagging along just keep him company. He seems content with just that. I too feel that it's just enough for him to be like this, and I won't push him and harder.

Don't want to loose to loneliness…

I planned on asking dad if he wanted a party, to see his old friends again. He doesn't respond and shuts himself into his mind. He's been tender on that subject for awhile. It's like he's a different person now.

Vegeta and Bulma come over all the time to check up on dad to make sure he's happy and healthy. I know there's more. They're worried dad will retract into depression again. I worry too, but when you see how the small things make him happy, then worrying is the last thing in your mind.

In order for dad to have company while I'm away, we bought him a dog. He at first was a little skeptical and tried to give it back, but now he loves it. He names the dog Subaru. He enjoys her very much. For once I thought he'd finally finish healing, but I was wrong. That week something far worse hit dad, hard…

Dad and I were walking to the carnival. Pan was out with her friends while Videl went to work. I was out of school and I luckily had a test tomorrow so I didn't have to grade anything. Dad was prancing around like a giddy stallion. He was very cute.

Bulma and Vegeta decided to tag along with Trunks and Goten following up the rear. They too were happy Goku wanted to go into public, and that he was happy about the carnival. We all smiled as dad wolfed down tons of cotton candy.

Even though Dad hadn't trained in ages, his power didn't decrease in the slightest. Instead, Dad stored it all so it wouldn't began to drop. It was a smart move, he's just as strong as he was before mom died, and almost as happy. That's when it happened.

My dad noticed a kid playing with a machine that it shouldn't have been. He told it to me but I said someone would notice it. He relaxed, until the ride the kid had been messing with exploded. Screams were everywhere. People began panicking and running towards the exit. Vegeta, myself, Goten, and Trunks looked all over and tried to stop the fire from spreading. More explosions happened as the rest of the ride began to catch fire. That's when Bulma called out.

"Gohan!" I turned around to see Bulma down on the ground looking frantically for something. Then it hits me. My dad's missing! I race off to hopefully catch up to wherever he ran off to…

(Bulma's POV)

After the explosions, fire blazed out. Gohan and the others raced to help while Goku and I stood to the side. I notice Goku was trembling. Oh no! Goku didn't like crowds, and he definitely wasn't ready for this. This disaster wasn't what we needed, especially since he was so far into the healing process. I go to his side and tried to get him to talk.

He was scared stiff. I stood next to him trying to comfort him, but he was paler than a ghost. I noticed that he began to hyperventilate. He didn't know what to do. Something in his head clicked and he raced off. I screamed at Goku to stop but he didn't. Goku disappeared into the tents. I called out to Gohan.

"Gohan!" Gohan looked down puzzled then noticed what happened. He flew off looking for Goku while I took off in the same way Goku ran. Vegeta and the two boys stopped helping when firemen arrived on to the scene and began looking for Goku themselves. Trunks ran into me while I searched.

"Mom what's going on?" He asked.

"Goku's run away. He panicked when the explosions went off then ran off. We have to find him before something else happens." I told Trunks. He nodded and flew off quickly in his own search for Goku.

I keep looking around when I heard a women scream. I race over to the scream and see Goku laying on the floor, a knife in his shoulder with a man standing above him. The scream must have attracted the others because they all came. I knelt down beside Goku and pull out the knife. Gohan landed first.

"What happened to him?!" Gohan screamed. He was scared Goku was already dead. I feel Goku's pulse for good measure.

"Relax Gohan. He's still breathing." I say. Gohan knelt down beside me, a tear sliding down his face. Vegeta landed with the killer in hand, I didn't even notice he left.

"I saw this man running away and figured he was up to something. He-" Vegeta stopped as he noticed his down comrade. Vegeta growled at the man. "What did you do to him!" Vegeta snapped shaking the man.

"He ran into me! I was going to rob the women when he came out of nowhere and ran into the knife!" The man said. Trunks and Goten landed next and raced to Goku's side. Vegeta lifted the man higher and shook higher.

"This better be the truth or you won't get to see the next sun rise!" Vegeta growled. The man whimpered pathetically and Vegeta tossed him into a brick wall, which knocked him out.

"Is he going to be okay Bulma?" Goten asked. I nod and try to roll him over. Gohan helps in the process. I see the front of his shirt is filled with blood. The wound was deep into his left shoulder, and he continued loosing blood.

"We need to get him to a hospital now. He's loosing more blood by the moment. One of you needs to get an ambulance over here." Bulma said.

"Why don't we carry him? We'll get him there faster if-" Trunks said but I cut him off before he could finish.

"Goku's loosing blood and he could loose to much if we fly. The ambulance can stop and bandage Goku." Trunks silenced himself. Goten took off in no time to find the ambulance needed to save his father's life. I can only hope he makes it back soon.

(Goten POV)

I race over to where the explosion took place. Firemen had finally gotten the fire under control and medics were tending to the injured. I landed and raced up to one of them

"Please you must come with me!" I begged with one of them. One of them looks up then stands up.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"My father was stabbed in the shoulder with a knife by a robber. He's bleeding and he needs help quick!" I pleaded. He nods and motions one of the available ambulances to follow me. I start running off with the ambulance in tow.

(Gohan's POV)

Goten was taking to long. My dad began coughing up blood as we waited for Goten to return. I was so upset with myself.

"I shouldn't have left his side. He wouldn't have panicked if I didn't run off." I whisper. Bulma glares.

"Don't start Gohan! It's not your fault. You did what you thought was best. We didn't know any of this would happen. All we can do now is hope Goten comes back soon." Bulma snaps reassuringly. I nod solemnly. I still blame myself.

Just then Goten arrives panting. We look up questionably looking for the ambulance, only to hear the breaks of a large white van stopped. Men got out and raced over to dad's side.

"Don't move him!" The medic said to his partner. They cut off Goku's shirt and began bandaging dad's wound. "We need to put pressure on it so we can stop the blood flow." The medic said. I place my hand on the patch and hold it. They nod thankfully and began to administer the pain-killer and some other kind of drug into dad's body.

"How did this happen?" the other medic asked. "He's too far away from the explosion to be hit…" He said.

"That man over there was robbing a lady and my dad ran into him getting the knife in the shoulder." Goten said. The medics grimace but continue wrapping Goku's shoulder.

"We'll need to get him into the ambulance. But we don't have any more stretchers." The medic said to his partner.

"We can use that cart there." I said pointing to a small cart with a flat top. The meds didn't have time to argue so we loaded my dad onto the cart and they whisked him off to the hospital.

I knew dad would be fine. I worried more that dad would break everything he just did to heal himself. I was worried that all our hard work would be destroyed…

T.B.C.

Authors Note: I hope this quenches all your thirsts. I won't be writing for awhile cause I've got school. I'll try to up date everything real soon. C-ya!