A/N: Any and all characters of DBZ are not mine. *Pouts* Please tell me what you think. I love reviewers. :D
Sihate sat up straight. Only now realizing that her sister was soaked, and had been dripping all over her. The sun was setting in the sky, and the smell of Chi-Chi's amazing cooking was in the air. She had not realized that she zoned out for so long.
"Ready, Sihate?" Gohan asked, Goten now upon his shoulders.
Just as Sihate got to her feet, the small girl beside her climbed onto her back and rest her head on Sihate's shoulder.
The group walked back through the woods to the Son house, and ate supper. A very long supper.
Sihate helped Chi-Chi with the dishes while the other three went outside to catch fireflies.
That night Sihate and Hala shared Gohan's bed, while the two boys slept in Goten's room. Although, Sihate had always gotten the best sleeps in this very bed, she could not bring herself to close her eyes. For fear of reliving that horrible night again.
Eventually she found her eyelids too heavy to keep open, and reluctantly fell asleep.
~~**~~
A doctor walked into the room, a medical chart in his hands.
Sihate did not look up. She did not want to waste her last precious moments with her mother talking to a doctor.
"I know you don't want to talk right now, but would you like for me to tell you what happened?"
Sihate gave a slight nod before placing her ear on her mother's chest, to hear a slow heartbeat.
"She was in her car, and there was a drunk driver. She swerved to make way for the drunk driver to get by, to keep him from being hit by a transfer truck. Unfortunately, the truck swerved as well, and they collided, head on. It's amazing she's even alive." With that, the room fell silent once more, and the doctor exited.
Sihate placed her hand inside her mother's cold fist.
She had laid there for quite some time, when a faint noise came from the feeble woman laying on the bed. "I'm sorry,"
"What? What, are you sorry for?"
"Having to leave you," The quiet voice said slowly.
"No, you don't have to leave! Don't leave!"
"I must. Please understand," She was using all of her strength to speak to her daughter. "Say goodbye to Hala for me, tell her I love her with all of my heart."
"I love you, Mother. Don't leave! I beg of you!" Sihate pleaded.
"Tell Gohan that I love him, and that he will make a good daddy someday." She paused to take a deep breath. "I will miss you very much, but we'll see each other again." She took in another rasping breath before continuing. "I love you more than words can say, Sihate. Goodbye,"
"No!" She noticed her mother's hand squeeze her's tightly then go limp. She had passed away. "No! Mommy! Come back!" She pounded the side of the bed, with a closed fist, tears now streaming down her face. "Please!" She yelled to the air.
It was too late. No matter how much Sihate wished, pleaded, or prayed, her mother would not come back to her now.
She wiped away her tears and walked out of the room. Sihate found herself caught in a hug from Gohan. He wrapped the warm house coat around her, lovingly.
Gohan always knew exactly what to say, in this case, nothing.
~~**~~
Sihate woke up at six o'clock as was the common time to be awake in the Son house. She and her sister walked to the kitchen to make breakfast.
After a good breakfast of pancakes, sausage, bacon, and fruit salad, Gohan and Sihate went outside to train.
Sihate threw a punch at Gohan's chest. He caught her fist and flipped her over ont her back.
She would have normally sprung back up, but she could not find her urge to get back up. There was nothing to get back up for.
She stood slowly, and with a sigh, flew up to where Gohan hovered above her, slamming him downward. He recovered before hitting the ground and appeared behind Sihate.
A blow to her stomach sent her flying into a nearby mountain. She pulled herself out of the newest crater she had created in to side of the mountain.
"Gohan. I think I'm done training for today." She told the boy.
The two girls went home after thanking the Son family profusely for having them.
Sihate sat up straight. Only now realizing that her sister was soaked, and had been dripping all over her. The sun was setting in the sky, and the smell of Chi-Chi's amazing cooking was in the air. She had not realized that she zoned out for so long.
"Ready, Sihate?" Gohan asked, Goten now upon his shoulders.
Just as Sihate got to her feet, the small girl beside her climbed onto her back and rest her head on Sihate's shoulder.
The group walked back through the woods to the Son house, and ate supper. A very long supper.
Sihate helped Chi-Chi with the dishes while the other three went outside to catch fireflies.
That night Sihate and Hala shared Gohan's bed, while the two boys slept in Goten's room. Although, Sihate had always gotten the best sleeps in this very bed, she could not bring herself to close her eyes. For fear of reliving that horrible night again.
Eventually she found her eyelids too heavy to keep open, and reluctantly fell asleep.
~~**~~
A doctor walked into the room, a medical chart in his hands.
Sihate did not look up. She did not want to waste her last precious moments with her mother talking to a doctor.
"I know you don't want to talk right now, but would you like for me to tell you what happened?"
Sihate gave a slight nod before placing her ear on her mother's chest, to hear a slow heartbeat.
"She was in her car, and there was a drunk driver. She swerved to make way for the drunk driver to get by, to keep him from being hit by a transfer truck. Unfortunately, the truck swerved as well, and they collided, head on. It's amazing she's even alive." With that, the room fell silent once more, and the doctor exited.
Sihate placed her hand inside her mother's cold fist.
She had laid there for quite some time, when a faint noise came from the feeble woman laying on the bed. "I'm sorry,"
"What? What, are you sorry for?"
"Having to leave you," The quiet voice said slowly.
"No, you don't have to leave! Don't leave!"
"I must. Please understand," She was using all of her strength to speak to her daughter. "Say goodbye to Hala for me, tell her I love her with all of my heart."
"I love you, Mother. Don't leave! I beg of you!" Sihate pleaded.
"Tell Gohan that I love him, and that he will make a good daddy someday." She paused to take a deep breath. "I will miss you very much, but we'll see each other again." She took in another rasping breath before continuing. "I love you more than words can say, Sihate. Goodbye,"
"No!" She noticed her mother's hand squeeze her's tightly then go limp. She had passed away. "No! Mommy! Come back!" She pounded the side of the bed, with a closed fist, tears now streaming down her face. "Please!" She yelled to the air.
It was too late. No matter how much Sihate wished, pleaded, or prayed, her mother would not come back to her now.
She wiped away her tears and walked out of the room. Sihate found herself caught in a hug from Gohan. He wrapped the warm house coat around her, lovingly.
Gohan always knew exactly what to say, in this case, nothing.
~~**~~
Sihate woke up at six o'clock as was the common time to be awake in the Son house. She and her sister walked to the kitchen to make breakfast.
After a good breakfast of pancakes, sausage, bacon, and fruit salad, Gohan and Sihate went outside to train.
Sihate threw a punch at Gohan's chest. He caught her fist and flipped her over ont her back.
She would have normally sprung back up, but she could not find her urge to get back up. There was nothing to get back up for.
She stood slowly, and with a sigh, flew up to where Gohan hovered above her, slamming him downward. He recovered before hitting the ground and appeared behind Sihate.
A blow to her stomach sent her flying into a nearby mountain. She pulled herself out of the newest crater she had created in to side of the mountain.
"Gohan. I think I'm done training for today." She told the boy.
The two girls went home after thanking the Son family profusely for having them.