I still don't own DBZ, and I don't see that changing any time soon.
"Just leave me alone!" she shouted, flinging the door closed. This time would be the last time that particular door closed. Before I knew what was happening, I had reached out my hand, and used a small ki blast to disintegrate the door. My daughter stared wide-eyed at the destruction that I had caused, and she starred even wider as a walked through the missing door, hand clenched at my sides.
"Downstairs. Now." I growled. She was quick to comply, looking a bit frightened of me. That took some of the anger out of me, thinking that I was scarring my baby. But not all of it. I stomped down the stairs after her. Pointing to the couch, I stared at her until she got the point. I then took a seat in the chair beside the couch. " I want answers."
Marron rolled her eyes at me, making my blood pressure skyrocket. "To what questions, Daddy?" she said in one of her most sarcastic tones. She must have lost her fear of me from earlier, knowing that I could never harm her. And she was right, I could never lay a hand on her, or my wife.
"Who have you been talking to on the phone?"
"Friends, that's all" She looked at me in a way that said that should be enough for me. It wasn't even the tip of the iceberg.
"Is it a boyfriend?" My head was starting to hurt from this sudden rise of anger.
"N..no." Marron looked a little bit uncomfortable at answering this question.
I decided to press on, "What is his name, Marron? Do you think that your mother and I'd be upset if you have a boyfriend?"
She looked really uncomfortable, and moved a little in her seat. " No, daddy. I don't think that you would be upset. And..and I don't have a boyfriend okay!" she said staring me in the eye.
She looked at me for several minutes, not saying a word. I couldn't help but see how precious she still looks, even when angry. I took a few minutes to let myself calm down. Then, anger dissipated, I move over to the couch and took her hands in my own. "I just want to understand you better, Marron. That's all. I don't want us to fight. I love you with all my heart, my angel. I just need some info once and awhile."
Marron looked down at the couch cushions. "I don't want to fight either, but there are just some things in my life you just wouldn't understand, Daddy." She pulled her hands out of my and went upstairs to her room.
A sound over my shoulder alerted me to others in the room. "I suppose that could have gone a little better." "Yes." The cool, clear voice of my beloved 18 said from the kitchen. She sat her grocery bags down on the counter.
"Temper, temper, Krillian. I've always warned you about that." The sagely voice of the turtle master, Roshi, my father figure and martial arts mentor for years piped in. " I do hope you intend to fix that door."
"Yes, master. First thing in the morning." I replied.
He came by and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Being a teenager is hard Krillian. Give her some time and she'll snap out of this funk. Trust an old man, I watched the emotional hurricane of you and Goku for several years. You both got like this. I just made you both go push boulders around when it got this bad."
I smiled at the thought of my youth, "Think that'll work?"
Kamesennin laughed. "I don't think so, but I'm sure you'll think of something."
Roshi headed out the door towards the beach, and 18 joined me on the couch.
I looked up at my other angel, and sighed. "I just don't know what to do."
"Just leave me alone!" she shouted, flinging the door closed. This time would be the last time that particular door closed. Before I knew what was happening, I had reached out my hand, and used a small ki blast to disintegrate the door. My daughter stared wide-eyed at the destruction that I had caused, and she starred even wider as a walked through the missing door, hand clenched at my sides.
"Downstairs. Now." I growled. She was quick to comply, looking a bit frightened of me. That took some of the anger out of me, thinking that I was scarring my baby. But not all of it. I stomped down the stairs after her. Pointing to the couch, I stared at her until she got the point. I then took a seat in the chair beside the couch. " I want answers."
Marron rolled her eyes at me, making my blood pressure skyrocket. "To what questions, Daddy?" she said in one of her most sarcastic tones. She must have lost her fear of me from earlier, knowing that I could never harm her. And she was right, I could never lay a hand on her, or my wife.
"Who have you been talking to on the phone?"
"Friends, that's all" She looked at me in a way that said that should be enough for me. It wasn't even the tip of the iceberg.
"Is it a boyfriend?" My head was starting to hurt from this sudden rise of anger.
"N..no." Marron looked a little bit uncomfortable at answering this question.
I decided to press on, "What is his name, Marron? Do you think that your mother and I'd be upset if you have a boyfriend?"
She looked really uncomfortable, and moved a little in her seat. " No, daddy. I don't think that you would be upset. And..and I don't have a boyfriend okay!" she said staring me in the eye.
She looked at me for several minutes, not saying a word. I couldn't help but see how precious she still looks, even when angry. I took a few minutes to let myself calm down. Then, anger dissipated, I move over to the couch and took her hands in my own. "I just want to understand you better, Marron. That's all. I don't want us to fight. I love you with all my heart, my angel. I just need some info once and awhile."
Marron looked down at the couch cushions. "I don't want to fight either, but there are just some things in my life you just wouldn't understand, Daddy." She pulled her hands out of my and went upstairs to her room.
A sound over my shoulder alerted me to others in the room. "I suppose that could have gone a little better." "Yes." The cool, clear voice of my beloved 18 said from the kitchen. She sat her grocery bags down on the counter.
"Temper, temper, Krillian. I've always warned you about that." The sagely voice of the turtle master, Roshi, my father figure and martial arts mentor for years piped in. " I do hope you intend to fix that door."
"Yes, master. First thing in the morning." I replied.
He came by and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Being a teenager is hard Krillian. Give her some time and she'll snap out of this funk. Trust an old man, I watched the emotional hurricane of you and Goku for several years. You both got like this. I just made you both go push boulders around when it got this bad."
I smiled at the thought of my youth, "Think that'll work?"
Kamesennin laughed. "I don't think so, but I'm sure you'll think of something."
Roshi headed out the door towards the beach, and 18 joined me on the couch.
I looked up at my other angel, and sighed. "I just don't know what to do."