When Gohan was being escorted to his little jail cell, he had only one
question.
"Why was Chipp let free?"
the officer turned to him.
"Chipp..you mean the dude you...Oh, yeah he was freed of charges when he convinced the court he had done it in self defense, because she had attacked him. Personally I think he should be in here. If that sneak hadn't gotten his way, you probably wouldn't be here, now would you?" The police officer was cheery.
He didn't seem to care that he was walking next to a killer. The thought sounded strange in his head. Killer. Killer. A boy was dead, and HE had killed him. He sent him to his death. Something just didn't feel right. For a second Gohan regretted his actions, but he realized, if put in the same situation, he would have done it again. He had NO regrets for killing a boy that deserved to die. But did he really have to right to decide who deserved to die, and which to live? These thoughts al bled together in his mind. He could feel the eyes of other prisoners staring into his soul. All thinking the same. What's he in for? Finally, they reached his "new" home. It was terribly small, and disgusting. There was a flat dirty bunk bed, with someone already sitting on the bottom bunk. This person sat up as their new roommate wandered in. After getting a good look at the person, he realized it was a girl, not much older than he.
"Hello there criminal." She started out.
What a great greeting that was! Gohan thought dully in his head.
"The names Nakakashiryu. But don't worry, I'm called Naka. Well, some call me Naka Baka. But if you call me that, your gonna have a rough time here. Well, I'm in here for punching a cop, what's your story?"
Gohan didn't answer, he felt like Videl for not answering, then he scowled himself for thinking of her. Naka looked at him oddly.
"Guess your still gettin' used to the idea that your in jail."
A man came down the hallway and told the prisoners it was time to go to work outside. He guided the fugitives to a small desert land. Their job was to break rocks with sledge hammers. (Ok, so it's very stereotypical, but hey I've never been to jail! How am I supposed to know?!)
Naka guided Gohan to his sledge hammer.
"Now, be careful, that suckers heavy." Naka warned.
But Gohan easily picked it up and slammed it down on an unsuspecting rock, crushing it to pieces.
"Never mind then." Naka corrected. After the police watcher left, most of the kids gave up their posts and gather to the new guy.
"So, what's that guy's name?" A well-rounded boy of 15 asked Naka.
"Beats me Roach. The boy doesn't talk, but he sure knows how to handle a sledge hammer." Naka replied.
Roach frowned and walked over to the new guy. He asked the guy what his name was, but Gohan didn't answer. Eventually they coped him to stop working and sit down. Gohan didn't really want to talk to them, but he figured if he didn't, they wouldn't leave him alone
A boy with curly black hair named Zipper asked first
"So what's your name little man?"
Gohan suddenly became aware that everyone was at least 3 years older than he. And he became even more uncomfortable.
"My name is Gohan."
"Gohan, you mean like rice? Ha! That's funny. So wad ya do?" a guy named Crisp snorted.
"He probably got a B on his report card." Roach kidded. Everyone laughed
"Seriously thought dude..what crime did you commit." This time it was Sleek who asked.
"I..well..I killed a guy." Gohan hesitantly, it was the first time he had said it aloud, and it tasted funny on his tongue.
"No really man, what do you do!?" Roach demanded.
Growing impatient he said it again "I KILLED A GUY! HAPPY, YOU KNOW NOW!" He panted a little after shouting.
Everyone stared in awe.
"Dude.who did you kill?" Crisp asked kind of afraid of Gohan.
"Just a guy named Chipp."
"Wait, you mean the same Chipp that tricked his way out of jail?" Roach wandered.
"Yeah.that Chipp." Gohan replied.
Now the shocked faces grew to fear, and astonishment.
"Whoa." Sleek squeaked.
Gohan grew more uncomfortable, and jumped from the table and picked up his sledge hammer.
A few hours later everyone was sent inside.
~Six years passed. Everyone that was there on the first day had left, except for Gohan. Now 16, he was taller, and cuter too ;)(hehehe)
Gohan was busy counting the dots on the ceiling, when he heard a familiar voice. Naka.
"Back again, are you Naka?" Gohan asked while still counting.
"How'd ya know?" Naka asked back.
Gohan jumped down to greet his old friend.
"My, my, someone's gotten cuter in the last couple years." Naka commented smiling.
So Naka was back, and life, was..well the same.boring. A few nights later Gohan was counting the dots up in the 100, 000's but hey, who's keeping track?
Naka called him down to her bunk. He swung down and landed impressively on her bed. He sat in the middle of the bed and Naka tackled him to his back. Naka was always weird like that, constantly pushing him to the ground. She came up and lay on top of him. Normally, Gohan would be very uncomfortable, but Naka was just like that.
"So Gohan watcha been up to?" Naka asked dumbfully.
"Oh, the same, breaking rocks, scaring new guys when they ask what "I'm in for."
"Sounds eventful."
"Yes I suppose it is."
They stopped talking. Naka moved closer, and Gohan felt a familiar pang in his head. She moved closer, and Gohan was once again uncomfortable. She leaned in to kiss him, but as soon as their lips touched, he flung her off the bed.
"S..sorry.' Gohan apologized.
"No problem" Naka said rubbing her head.
"It's just.I"
"I know, you still love that girl, Videl don't' you?"
Gohan nodded.
~~~
Two years later Gohan was finally released from his cell. Chichi hugged him for an annoyingly long time. And they went back to their cozy little home on the hill. It felt good to be back in his own home. He wandered to the river. Suddenly, his thoughts returned to 8 years before, he saw himself, and Videl, as they shared their first kiss. Staring into the sky Gohan whispered.
"I will find you."
"Why was Chipp let free?"
the officer turned to him.
"Chipp..you mean the dude you...Oh, yeah he was freed of charges when he convinced the court he had done it in self defense, because she had attacked him. Personally I think he should be in here. If that sneak hadn't gotten his way, you probably wouldn't be here, now would you?" The police officer was cheery.
He didn't seem to care that he was walking next to a killer. The thought sounded strange in his head. Killer. Killer. A boy was dead, and HE had killed him. He sent him to his death. Something just didn't feel right. For a second Gohan regretted his actions, but he realized, if put in the same situation, he would have done it again. He had NO regrets for killing a boy that deserved to die. But did he really have to right to decide who deserved to die, and which to live? These thoughts al bled together in his mind. He could feel the eyes of other prisoners staring into his soul. All thinking the same. What's he in for? Finally, they reached his "new" home. It was terribly small, and disgusting. There was a flat dirty bunk bed, with someone already sitting on the bottom bunk. This person sat up as their new roommate wandered in. After getting a good look at the person, he realized it was a girl, not much older than he.
"Hello there criminal." She started out.
What a great greeting that was! Gohan thought dully in his head.
"The names Nakakashiryu. But don't worry, I'm called Naka. Well, some call me Naka Baka. But if you call me that, your gonna have a rough time here. Well, I'm in here for punching a cop, what's your story?"
Gohan didn't answer, he felt like Videl for not answering, then he scowled himself for thinking of her. Naka looked at him oddly.
"Guess your still gettin' used to the idea that your in jail."
A man came down the hallway and told the prisoners it was time to go to work outside. He guided the fugitives to a small desert land. Their job was to break rocks with sledge hammers. (Ok, so it's very stereotypical, but hey I've never been to jail! How am I supposed to know?!)
Naka guided Gohan to his sledge hammer.
"Now, be careful, that suckers heavy." Naka warned.
But Gohan easily picked it up and slammed it down on an unsuspecting rock, crushing it to pieces.
"Never mind then." Naka corrected. After the police watcher left, most of the kids gave up their posts and gather to the new guy.
"So, what's that guy's name?" A well-rounded boy of 15 asked Naka.
"Beats me Roach. The boy doesn't talk, but he sure knows how to handle a sledge hammer." Naka replied.
Roach frowned and walked over to the new guy. He asked the guy what his name was, but Gohan didn't answer. Eventually they coped him to stop working and sit down. Gohan didn't really want to talk to them, but he figured if he didn't, they wouldn't leave him alone
A boy with curly black hair named Zipper asked first
"So what's your name little man?"
Gohan suddenly became aware that everyone was at least 3 years older than he. And he became even more uncomfortable.
"My name is Gohan."
"Gohan, you mean like rice? Ha! That's funny. So wad ya do?" a guy named Crisp snorted.
"He probably got a B on his report card." Roach kidded. Everyone laughed
"Seriously thought dude..what crime did you commit." This time it was Sleek who asked.
"I..well..I killed a guy." Gohan hesitantly, it was the first time he had said it aloud, and it tasted funny on his tongue.
"No really man, what do you do!?" Roach demanded.
Growing impatient he said it again "I KILLED A GUY! HAPPY, YOU KNOW NOW!" He panted a little after shouting.
Everyone stared in awe.
"Dude.who did you kill?" Crisp asked kind of afraid of Gohan.
"Just a guy named Chipp."
"Wait, you mean the same Chipp that tricked his way out of jail?" Roach wandered.
"Yeah.that Chipp." Gohan replied.
Now the shocked faces grew to fear, and astonishment.
"Whoa." Sleek squeaked.
Gohan grew more uncomfortable, and jumped from the table and picked up his sledge hammer.
A few hours later everyone was sent inside.
~Six years passed. Everyone that was there on the first day had left, except for Gohan. Now 16, he was taller, and cuter too ;)(hehehe)
Gohan was busy counting the dots on the ceiling, when he heard a familiar voice. Naka.
"Back again, are you Naka?" Gohan asked while still counting.
"How'd ya know?" Naka asked back.
Gohan jumped down to greet his old friend.
"My, my, someone's gotten cuter in the last couple years." Naka commented smiling.
So Naka was back, and life, was..well the same.boring. A few nights later Gohan was counting the dots up in the 100, 000's but hey, who's keeping track?
Naka called him down to her bunk. He swung down and landed impressively on her bed. He sat in the middle of the bed and Naka tackled him to his back. Naka was always weird like that, constantly pushing him to the ground. She came up and lay on top of him. Normally, Gohan would be very uncomfortable, but Naka was just like that.
"So Gohan watcha been up to?" Naka asked dumbfully.
"Oh, the same, breaking rocks, scaring new guys when they ask what "I'm in for."
"Sounds eventful."
"Yes I suppose it is."
They stopped talking. Naka moved closer, and Gohan felt a familiar pang in his head. She moved closer, and Gohan was once again uncomfortable. She leaned in to kiss him, but as soon as their lips touched, he flung her off the bed.
"S..sorry.' Gohan apologized.
"No problem" Naka said rubbing her head.
"It's just.I"
"I know, you still love that girl, Videl don't' you?"
Gohan nodded.
~~~
Two years later Gohan was finally released from his cell. Chichi hugged him for an annoyingly long time. And they went back to their cozy little home on the hill. It felt good to be back in his own home. He wandered to the river. Suddenly, his thoughts returned to 8 years before, he saw himself, and Videl, as they shared their first kiss. Staring into the sky Gohan whispered.
"I will find you."