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Alright, once agaijn this took me forever, well, it's just hard to write this kind of story, I'm not the sad/dark/gruesome kind of person, really! I like writing action/adventure of funny, I just had to get this idea out of my head, well I'm updating, *thinks of hug-person* Look out everyone, now the GIGANTIC COLLOSAL like hugs will come, be afraid! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My son
Don't leave me Gohan!
Narrator
Goku is talking to his son Goten quietly while Videl is speaking to Gohan in the other room, Gohan hasn't had an attack in three hours. Trunks is following his dad around the their house, he had finally got to come see his father and mother. Bra was busy asking what was going on, but getting no reply.
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Goten's POV
"Dad, will Gohan die, can he live, is it possible?"
Dad looked down, I could tell he was hiding his tears, trying to be strong, "Yes, there is a chance he will live, a slim one, but...a chance."
I nodded, "Oh, I see." I walked outside and sat down in a chair after dusting it off a bit, I sighed, and sat down. I thought of Pan and Bra and all the people even younger than I was, I realized what Videl had to be going through. I tried to think of how they felt, I felt warm tears drip from my eyes, I didn't bother bottling them up, like everyone else.
I looked behind me Trunks walked outside slowly, I motioned for him to come where I was, he looked up and made his way over there. "Hey," he mumbled.
"Hey." I looked down, he wasn't as hurt as I was, but, it wasn't his brother after all, what could I expect of him, he acted all nervous around me, though. I sighed, and looked up at him, "Where's your dad?"
"Inside, why?"
"I was just asking."
"Oh, I see, I think he was talking to your dad, when I left he was anyway."
I nodded, "Oh, again, my dad has been hanging around him alot lately, it's like he does something for him that no one else can do."
Trunks nodded, "Yeah, my dad is like that, he can comfort anyone at any time under any situtation, but he always trys to be so strong and cover up how he really feels, considering he used to be evil, I guess he doesn't like people to see him giving into his feelings like that."
I nodded, and I thought about what he had said, Trunks had a point. I thought of a conversation I had heard between my father and Vegeta, I had never heard Vegeta speak so gently to anyone, it surprised me, I wondered if that's what Trunks meant.
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Videl's POV
"Gohan?"
No response.
I knelt and shook him a little "Gohan, Gohan?"
I heard him moan slightly, at least he had gotten back to sleep. I was glad he hadn't had an attack in a few hours now, maybe he would get better. I looked down at him, "I love you, Gohan, and I always will," I whispered quietly. I stood up and looked at the door, I walked out of it and ran into Goku.
"Hey, Videl."
"Hi...Goku."
Goku smiled weakly at me and kind of pushed by me, I looked in the other room and saw Vegeta on our couch. "Vegeta?" I walked into the room.
He was obviously a little jumpy by the way he had jumped up like that. He turned, "Oh, hey..." He shook his head, I guess hearing my voice surprised him.
"Where's Bulma?"
He shrugged, "I saw her a minute ago, but I don't remember where she said she was going."
I nodded, "Ok, thanks."
Vegeta looked up at me, "Ok, now go." He scowled and motioned with his head for me to leave.
I stopped halway out the door and looked back at him. "What are you staring at?" He stood up, "Fine, I'll leave." He pushed pasted me and walked off.
"Vegeta..." I whispered very quietly, I knew all that he was trying to hide from me and everyone else, he was doing alright at it, and it made me feel a little better for someone not to be moping around, like I was.
He turned, "Did you say something?"
"Um, no." I looked into his black eyes, I think that was the first time I had ever met him eye to eye. He actually had pretty eyes, if you looked at them in the right light, he just did. I didn't like him or anything, but I liked him alot more, than I had. There was one thing Vegeta had never done, speak to my husband, Gohan. He avoided that room day and night, why, though?
He looked at me weirdly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I don't know, can't I look at you?"
He halfway laughed, "Whatever pleases you." He turned and walked away.
I shook me head and turned, I heard Gohan's scream from the other room. "GOHAN!" I screamed in horror. I ran into the room, accompanied by Vegeta, who stopped at the door, as I went in. "Gohan! Gohan, it's ok, please calm down! PLEASE!"
"Gohan!" Vegeta yelped, he stayed where he was, though.
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Goku's POV
I darted into the room after I heard Vegeta yell my son's name. "Gohan?" I shoved Vegeta, causing him to stumble into the room.
"Kakarott!"
I looked at him, "Sorry, Vegeta!" I ran to my son's side, "Gohan? Are you ok?!"
Vegeta followed me, he looked down at Gohan, who was screaming and gasping for air. He shook his head, "Gohan?"
I swallowed hard, "Gohan...take it easy...breathe easy."
He obviously wasn't listening, he screamed in pain.
Videl was crying, very dramatized, "Gohan! Gohan!"
Vegeta motioned for her to shut up, "Be quiet, you aren't helping!"
She didn't stop, she just got louder. "GOHAN! Please, be ok, stop, please!"
Vegeta growled, "Quiet, girl!"
I walked over to Videl and wrapped her in my arms, "Shh, be quiet, Videl."
Bulma ran into the room, "What's going on?"
Vegeta looked to Bulma, and motioned to Gohan, "He had another attack." Vegeta made a face at the sight of his young daughter.
"Who, Daddy, who did?" She ran over to him and pulled on his jumpsuit, "Daddy, tell me!"
Vegeta tried to shake his daughter, I watched, "No one, Bra, please!" He pushed his daughter off, "Go find your brother, ok?"
Bra clung to his leg, "Why? I want you, daddy!"
Vegeta realized his daughter's presence wasn't helping so he sighed, "Ok, Bra." He picked up his daughter and walked out.
I sighed, "Poor Vegeta!" I held Videl in my arms, "Shhh...Videl, it ok." I looked up at Bulma, "Take care of Gohan, I'll try to keep her calm."
She nodded, "Ok, Goku." She walked to Gohan and placed a cold rag o his head, "Please Gohan."
Gohan started to calm down, I was still holding Videl who was now just sniffling. I sighed, "Take it easy, Videl!"
"Oh Goku..."
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Vegeta's POV
I sat my daughter down outside and shut the door to Gohan's room, where most of the screaming had ceased, thank gosh, I was about to lose my hearing over it. "Ok, Bra, what did you want?"
"You!" She clung to my leg, "I want you!"
I groaned, "Why, Bra, why?"
Bra remained attached, "My daddy!"
I shook my head, "Yes, Bra, and I'm not going to turn into somebody else's, ok?"
She looked up at me, "Tell me who's sick!" She hugged my lef so tight, I felt like she might cut of the circulation.
I knelt down next to her, "Bra, Goten's brother is sick, ok?"
She blinked, "Ohh, that one! Ok!" I thought she might let go, but she didn't.
"Bra, PLEASE let...go!"
She looked up at me and smiled all sweetly, the look I hate because I can't be mean when she gives it, I sighed, "Look, how about you go find Pan?"
She looked up at me, "Because she's all sad..."
I sighed once again, "Ok..." I picked her up again, "Fine, then...but, if I do what you want will you let me go see Gohan in a minute."
She hesitated, "Um, ok! But, you have to play with me, and besides, daddy, why do you want to be with someone who is dying?"
"Uhh..." I just shook me head and walked away from the room.
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Trunks POV
I listened through the door to Goku and my mother's worried voices, my father had just left with Bra. I cracked the door and looked in, "Um...Goku?"
Goku turned and looked at me, "Oh...hey...Trunks."
"Hey, um, I'm sorry to interrupt, but, is Gohan ok?"
"I'm not sure, I'm really not."
I made a face, "Oh, I see." Before Goku had assured me he was fine when I had asked, so, now what? I blinked, "Goku, what do you mean?"
He sighed and looked at me, "Nevermind."
My mom turned, "Trunks, where's your father?"
"With Bra, why?"
She nodded, "Ok... I just wanted to know."
I looked at Gohan, he was panting extremely hard. Goku had a point, Gohan looked worse this time, for once, I thought about what would happen if Gohan really died. Well, I'd never thought of it that way before, it made me wonder how it would effect everyone.
I sighed and left the room, and, out of pure curiousity, and running into my dad, I asked him about the matter. He looked at me and said he didn't really know, I asked him how HE would feel and all he said was, "Uh, I don't really know."
"Would you be sad?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Would you act different."
"Probably not much different." He then turned and started entertaining my little sister again, he stood up and looked at me, "Well, what makes you ask?"
"Goku said something about not knowing if Gohan was going to be ok."
"Oh, I see."
My sister decided to butt in on the conversation, rather inappropiately, too, "Would Videl kill herself if he died."
Dad turned and looked at her, he wasn't the type to get 'mad' at a comment like this, so he just made a skeptical face and shrugged.
Bra looked around, "Ok, daddy, I'm gonna go see if I can find Pan, now."
He smiled, "Ok, Bra, you do that." Meanwhile he got up and slowly started to walk towards Gohan's room.
I watched him enter then turned, "Hmm, I wonder what I would act like..."
Goten entered the room, "What do you mean, Trunks?"
I jerked, "What? Oh, I-um, well you see..."
"What? Trunks, what is it?"
"It's nothing Goten."
He blinked, "Alright, Trunks, whatever." He turned, "Hey, how's Gohan?"
"Having another attack."
He sighed, "Ok, well, I'm going to leave now, tell my mom and dad I left."
I nodded, "I will Goten." I stopped, "When are you going to come back."
"Tommorow, maybe."
"Oh, ok, bye Goten."
"Bye..."
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Goku's POV
I stood over my son, his breathing got steadily slower, Vegeta was in the room now, he was staring at Gohan. "Gohan?" I muttered my son's name, he had too be alright, he had too be.
Videl ran over to his side, "Gohan! Gohan! Don't leave me Gohan!"
Vegeta looked away, he crossed his arms and seemed to be thinking about something, I was scared, standing there, with my son's death, maybe moments away.
Bulma was standing over Gohan, asking him to please be ok. Vegeta, on the other hand, was asking her to calm down, she was even crying. "He can't die!" She gasped and ran into Vegeta's arms.
He shook his head, "Bulma, take it easy." But kept his arms around her, she had her face buried into his chest, which was muffling her crys. Vegeta's blue shirt was getting soaked, he just sighed, "Bulma..."
Pan walked into the room, "Daddy?"
Everyone turned and looked at her, even Videl raised her head, "Pan, sweetie, Daddy's sick, run along, now."
Bra followed her into the room, "Pan, we areb't supposed to come in here."
Pan turned, "I know, but my daddy's sick."
Bra nodded, "Well, bye, bye!" She walked out of the room, looking rather bored, Pan, being attached to her friend, followed.
"D-don't leave me Gohan!" Videl gasped one last time, as she buried her face into her hands.
"GOHAN!" My wife sprang into the room, "No, Gohan! Gohan!"
Vegeta jumped a little, "So, you finally decided to come on?"
She glared at Vegeta, "Shut up!" She ran next too me and looked at me, "Is he ok, please tell me he's going to be alright, Goku!"
"Um, I'm now, sure."
"Gohan! You can't die! You can't!"
End
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Cliffhangers! Gotta love'em!
A/N: So, how was it, was it sad, it was wasn't it. I'm sorry it took so long for me to get this up, I started on it a good while back, but just now got around to finishing it, it's utterly hard to write like this, sense this kind of story, all sad and such, isn't exactly my style, well, hope to liked it, and I might have the next chapter up soon, heh, or not. Bye Bye! ^.^;
Alright, once agaijn this took me forever, well, it's just hard to write this kind of story, I'm not the sad/dark/gruesome kind of person, really! I like writing action/adventure of funny, I just had to get this idea out of my head, well I'm updating, *thinks of hug-person* Look out everyone, now the GIGANTIC COLLOSAL like hugs will come, be afraid! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My son
Don't leave me Gohan!
Narrator
Goku is talking to his son Goten quietly while Videl is speaking to Gohan in the other room, Gohan hasn't had an attack in three hours. Trunks is following his dad around the their house, he had finally got to come see his father and mother. Bra was busy asking what was going on, but getting no reply.
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Goten's POV
"Dad, will Gohan die, can he live, is it possible?"
Dad looked down, I could tell he was hiding his tears, trying to be strong, "Yes, there is a chance he will live, a slim one, but...a chance."
I nodded, "Oh, I see." I walked outside and sat down in a chair after dusting it off a bit, I sighed, and sat down. I thought of Pan and Bra and all the people even younger than I was, I realized what Videl had to be going through. I tried to think of how they felt, I felt warm tears drip from my eyes, I didn't bother bottling them up, like everyone else.
I looked behind me Trunks walked outside slowly, I motioned for him to come where I was, he looked up and made his way over there. "Hey," he mumbled.
"Hey." I looked down, he wasn't as hurt as I was, but, it wasn't his brother after all, what could I expect of him, he acted all nervous around me, though. I sighed, and looked up at him, "Where's your dad?"
"Inside, why?"
"I was just asking."
"Oh, I see, I think he was talking to your dad, when I left he was anyway."
I nodded, "Oh, again, my dad has been hanging around him alot lately, it's like he does something for him that no one else can do."
Trunks nodded, "Yeah, my dad is like that, he can comfort anyone at any time under any situtation, but he always trys to be so strong and cover up how he really feels, considering he used to be evil, I guess he doesn't like people to see him giving into his feelings like that."
I nodded, and I thought about what he had said, Trunks had a point. I thought of a conversation I had heard between my father and Vegeta, I had never heard Vegeta speak so gently to anyone, it surprised me, I wondered if that's what Trunks meant.
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Videl's POV
"Gohan?"
No response.
I knelt and shook him a little "Gohan, Gohan?"
I heard him moan slightly, at least he had gotten back to sleep. I was glad he hadn't had an attack in a few hours now, maybe he would get better. I looked down at him, "I love you, Gohan, and I always will," I whispered quietly. I stood up and looked at the door, I walked out of it and ran into Goku.
"Hey, Videl."
"Hi...Goku."
Goku smiled weakly at me and kind of pushed by me, I looked in the other room and saw Vegeta on our couch. "Vegeta?" I walked into the room.
He was obviously a little jumpy by the way he had jumped up like that. He turned, "Oh, hey..." He shook his head, I guess hearing my voice surprised him.
"Where's Bulma?"
He shrugged, "I saw her a minute ago, but I don't remember where she said she was going."
I nodded, "Ok, thanks."
Vegeta looked up at me, "Ok, now go." He scowled and motioned with his head for me to leave.
I stopped halway out the door and looked back at him. "What are you staring at?" He stood up, "Fine, I'll leave." He pushed pasted me and walked off.
"Vegeta..." I whispered very quietly, I knew all that he was trying to hide from me and everyone else, he was doing alright at it, and it made me feel a little better for someone not to be moping around, like I was.
He turned, "Did you say something?"
"Um, no." I looked into his black eyes, I think that was the first time I had ever met him eye to eye. He actually had pretty eyes, if you looked at them in the right light, he just did. I didn't like him or anything, but I liked him alot more, than I had. There was one thing Vegeta had never done, speak to my husband, Gohan. He avoided that room day and night, why, though?
He looked at me weirdly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I don't know, can't I look at you?"
He halfway laughed, "Whatever pleases you." He turned and walked away.
I shook me head and turned, I heard Gohan's scream from the other room. "GOHAN!" I screamed in horror. I ran into the room, accompanied by Vegeta, who stopped at the door, as I went in. "Gohan! Gohan, it's ok, please calm down! PLEASE!"
"Gohan!" Vegeta yelped, he stayed where he was, though.
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Goku's POV
I darted into the room after I heard Vegeta yell my son's name. "Gohan?" I shoved Vegeta, causing him to stumble into the room.
"Kakarott!"
I looked at him, "Sorry, Vegeta!" I ran to my son's side, "Gohan? Are you ok?!"
Vegeta followed me, he looked down at Gohan, who was screaming and gasping for air. He shook his head, "Gohan?"
I swallowed hard, "Gohan...take it easy...breathe easy."
He obviously wasn't listening, he screamed in pain.
Videl was crying, very dramatized, "Gohan! Gohan!"
Vegeta motioned for her to shut up, "Be quiet, you aren't helping!"
She didn't stop, she just got louder. "GOHAN! Please, be ok, stop, please!"
Vegeta growled, "Quiet, girl!"
I walked over to Videl and wrapped her in my arms, "Shh, be quiet, Videl."
Bulma ran into the room, "What's going on?"
Vegeta looked to Bulma, and motioned to Gohan, "He had another attack." Vegeta made a face at the sight of his young daughter.
"Who, Daddy, who did?" She ran over to him and pulled on his jumpsuit, "Daddy, tell me!"
Vegeta tried to shake his daughter, I watched, "No one, Bra, please!" He pushed his daughter off, "Go find your brother, ok?"
Bra clung to his leg, "Why? I want you, daddy!"
Vegeta realized his daughter's presence wasn't helping so he sighed, "Ok, Bra." He picked up his daughter and walked out.
I sighed, "Poor Vegeta!" I held Videl in my arms, "Shhh...Videl, it ok." I looked up at Bulma, "Take care of Gohan, I'll try to keep her calm."
She nodded, "Ok, Goku." She walked to Gohan and placed a cold rag o his head, "Please Gohan."
Gohan started to calm down, I was still holding Videl who was now just sniffling. I sighed, "Take it easy, Videl!"
"Oh Goku..."
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Vegeta's POV
I sat my daughter down outside and shut the door to Gohan's room, where most of the screaming had ceased, thank gosh, I was about to lose my hearing over it. "Ok, Bra, what did you want?"
"You!" She clung to my leg, "I want you!"
I groaned, "Why, Bra, why?"
Bra remained attached, "My daddy!"
I shook my head, "Yes, Bra, and I'm not going to turn into somebody else's, ok?"
She looked up at me, "Tell me who's sick!" She hugged my lef so tight, I felt like she might cut of the circulation.
I knelt down next to her, "Bra, Goten's brother is sick, ok?"
She blinked, "Ohh, that one! Ok!" I thought she might let go, but she didn't.
"Bra, PLEASE let...go!"
She looked up at me and smiled all sweetly, the look I hate because I can't be mean when she gives it, I sighed, "Look, how about you go find Pan?"
She looked up at me, "Because she's all sad..."
I sighed once again, "Ok..." I picked her up again, "Fine, then...but, if I do what you want will you let me go see Gohan in a minute."
She hesitated, "Um, ok! But, you have to play with me, and besides, daddy, why do you want to be with someone who is dying?"
"Uhh..." I just shook me head and walked away from the room.
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Trunks POV
I listened through the door to Goku and my mother's worried voices, my father had just left with Bra. I cracked the door and looked in, "Um...Goku?"
Goku turned and looked at me, "Oh...hey...Trunks."
"Hey, um, I'm sorry to interrupt, but, is Gohan ok?"
"I'm not sure, I'm really not."
I made a face, "Oh, I see." Before Goku had assured me he was fine when I had asked, so, now what? I blinked, "Goku, what do you mean?"
He sighed and looked at me, "Nevermind."
My mom turned, "Trunks, where's your father?"
"With Bra, why?"
She nodded, "Ok... I just wanted to know."
I looked at Gohan, he was panting extremely hard. Goku had a point, Gohan looked worse this time, for once, I thought about what would happen if Gohan really died. Well, I'd never thought of it that way before, it made me wonder how it would effect everyone.
I sighed and left the room, and, out of pure curiousity, and running into my dad, I asked him about the matter. He looked at me and said he didn't really know, I asked him how HE would feel and all he said was, "Uh, I don't really know."
"Would you be sad?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Would you act different."
"Probably not much different." He then turned and started entertaining my little sister again, he stood up and looked at me, "Well, what makes you ask?"
"Goku said something about not knowing if Gohan was going to be ok."
"Oh, I see."
My sister decided to butt in on the conversation, rather inappropiately, too, "Would Videl kill herself if he died."
Dad turned and looked at her, he wasn't the type to get 'mad' at a comment like this, so he just made a skeptical face and shrugged.
Bra looked around, "Ok, daddy, I'm gonna go see if I can find Pan, now."
He smiled, "Ok, Bra, you do that." Meanwhile he got up and slowly started to walk towards Gohan's room.
I watched him enter then turned, "Hmm, I wonder what I would act like..."
Goten entered the room, "What do you mean, Trunks?"
I jerked, "What? Oh, I-um, well you see..."
"What? Trunks, what is it?"
"It's nothing Goten."
He blinked, "Alright, Trunks, whatever." He turned, "Hey, how's Gohan?"
"Having another attack."
He sighed, "Ok, well, I'm going to leave now, tell my mom and dad I left."
I nodded, "I will Goten." I stopped, "When are you going to come back."
"Tommorow, maybe."
"Oh, ok, bye Goten."
"Bye..."
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Goku's POV
I stood over my son, his breathing got steadily slower, Vegeta was in the room now, he was staring at Gohan. "Gohan?" I muttered my son's name, he had too be alright, he had too be.
Videl ran over to his side, "Gohan! Gohan! Don't leave me Gohan!"
Vegeta looked away, he crossed his arms and seemed to be thinking about something, I was scared, standing there, with my son's death, maybe moments away.
Bulma was standing over Gohan, asking him to please be ok. Vegeta, on the other hand, was asking her to calm down, she was even crying. "He can't die!" She gasped and ran into Vegeta's arms.
He shook his head, "Bulma, take it easy." But kept his arms around her, she had her face buried into his chest, which was muffling her crys. Vegeta's blue shirt was getting soaked, he just sighed, "Bulma..."
Pan walked into the room, "Daddy?"
Everyone turned and looked at her, even Videl raised her head, "Pan, sweetie, Daddy's sick, run along, now."
Bra followed her into the room, "Pan, we areb't supposed to come in here."
Pan turned, "I know, but my daddy's sick."
Bra nodded, "Well, bye, bye!" She walked out of the room, looking rather bored, Pan, being attached to her friend, followed.
"D-don't leave me Gohan!" Videl gasped one last time, as she buried her face into her hands.
"GOHAN!" My wife sprang into the room, "No, Gohan! Gohan!"
Vegeta jumped a little, "So, you finally decided to come on?"
She glared at Vegeta, "Shut up!" She ran next too me and looked at me, "Is he ok, please tell me he's going to be alright, Goku!"
"Um, I'm now, sure."
"Gohan! You can't die! You can't!"
End
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Cliffhangers! Gotta love'em!
A/N: So, how was it, was it sad, it was wasn't it. I'm sorry it took so long for me to get this up, I started on it a good while back, but just now got around to finishing it, it's utterly hard to write like this, sense this kind of story, all sad and such, isn't exactly my style, well, hope to liked it, and I might have the next chapter up soon, heh, or not. Bye Bye! ^.^;