Phobia
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ
Agent 182: thanks for all the wonderful reviews ^_^. Oh and if you see my other fics go up like um V-day and Paranoid it's because I'm changing them, making them better. Oh and there is some implied Bulma/Gohan. And since I was given some advice, I took and put little thingies to separate scenes. Here's the next chapter.
~Chapter 6: I never promised you a rose garden~
"WHAT?!" Bulma shouted. "WE ARE NOT LEAVING SO YOU CAN GO GET SOME STUPID DRAGONBALLS!"
Goku sighed, "Bulma, we need to get the dragonballs so we can wish Videl gone for good." A smile spread across his face. "And, you're the only one that can drive the ship. Please pretty with a cherry on top." He batted his eyelashes at her.
She chuckled "Fine, but I need to pack my things." Bulma turned and left the living room, her blue hair swayed behind her. Piccolo came into the room and stood beside Goku.
"Vegeta wanted to know if you wanted something for lunch?" He eyed the slightly shorter Sayian.
He shrugged, "I guess. I'm feeling better now that I kinda know what is going on." He followed the Namek into the dining room.
~ ~ ~
Gohan, Trunks, Goten, and Marron were already clearing their plates. Gohan smiled warmly at his father. Goten sat back down at the table with another bowl of soup; Trunks followed shortly. Gohan went to pack his things. Marron joined them even though she was full. The two demi-Sayians began to slurp their noodles noisily. Marron watched them eat in awe, 'how can someone eat soooo much?' The blonde shook her head and chuckled.
Goku sat down next to Goten. Vegeta walked in seconds later holding a steaming bowl of soup in his hand. He set it in front of Goku and lightly squeezed Goku's shoulder. "Thanks Geta." He forced a smile as he picked up the spoon that had been on a neatly folded napkin. Vegeta quietly exited into the kitchen.
"Hey Goten! Let's hurry and get our stuff so we can check out the new space ship."
Goten nodded, his mouth full of noodles, he swallowed them; "Kay. Hold on let me finish." Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his dad drinking the flavored broth. A smile ran across his lips, but they faded as his dad dropped the bowl and started gagging. "Dad?"
"Goku, you okay?" Trunks asked worry in his voice. He stood up and went over towards him.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm-" he jumped to his feet the chair toppling backwards as he dashed out of the dining room. Vegeta jogged into the room after hearing all the commotion Piccolo a few steps after him.
He scanned the room "Where's Kakkarot?" his eyes narrowed at the now pale boys.
"He- he went in the bathroom I think."
Vegeta scowled as he picked up the chair and put in back in its place. "Dammit . . ." Goten helped clean up the mess. Marron waddled after Goten and Trunks following them everywhere they went. Goku slowly emerged from the hall, his hand over his stomach, his face paler than usual. The usual glow gone. Vegeta clenched his jaw. "That bitch. Whatever the fuck she gave you is making you sick!"
"I know . . ." Goku croaked, "We should leave soon." Piccolo eyed Goku for a moment.
They all turned as Bulma came into the kitchen, two huge bags in her arms. "I'm all packed and ready to go." They all stared at her. "What?"
"No-nothing, maybe you should help the boys pack. Kami knows what they'll bring."
"Awe Goku you're no fun" Trunks whined as Bulma dropped her bags and scooted the boys towards their room.
"Kakkarot, we need to get our things." Goku's breathing hitched and he followed the shorter Sayian.
~ ~ ~Later~ ~ ~
Oolong, Yamcha, Hercule, Tien, Yajarobi, Chaoitzu, and Master Roshi showed up at Capsule Corp. with their few belongings. They had no idea why they were there. They sat in the living room trying to figure out why they were there. The others came in carrying their bags.
"Hey Bulma, I'll carry your bags," Gohan put his arm out.
"Thanks Gohan, you're so sweet. I guess that runs in the family." She put the bag straps over his arm. He smiled warmly as her, light pink painted across her cheeks. Goku's lips rose as he saw this.
"Everybody needs to pick up their things. We need to leave now." Vegeta hurried out the door closely followed by the others. In the huge yard Mr. And Mrs. Briefs stood there smiling at them. They had brought over the new space ship.
"HEY I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD DRIV-" Bulma shouted but her mother cut her off.
"We're not going dear." She smiled causing her eyes to squint, the fine lines showing her true age.
"Everybody get in we're wasting valuable time." Vegeta growled.
"Bye mom and dad." Bulma waved, as did the others.
"Bye sweetie, come back safely!"
~ ~ ~
"I still can't figure out why we're here. Whatever it is, Vegeta is sure in a hurry to get there." Chaoitzu's small voice squeaked.
Tien shrugged "I'm as clueless as you. They'll probably fill us in later."
"Everyone has their own room." Vegeta's voice echoed to them.
~ ~ ~
Hercule frowned "This probably has something to do with my daughter Videl."
"Eh . . . I'm trying not to think of her." Master Roshi scratched his beard as Yajarobi nodded.
"Me too, I don't want to remember that."
~ ~ ~
Goku trailed behind Vegeta as they went down the long hall. Vegeta paused outside his door, Goku almost walked into him. He glanced over his back and at the taller Sayian. "Yes?"
"I uh . . . nothing, um my room's over here." Goku quickly strode past him. Bulma and Marrons' room was first on the hall. Trunks' room was next then his dad's and Gotens' was to the left of that. Then Gohans'; last on that side was Gokus' room. On the opposite side was Yamchas', Tiens' Chaoitzus', Hercules', Piccolos', Master Roshis', and Yajarobis' room. They all went into their rooms.
~ ~ ~
Goku sighed heavily as he dropped his bag onto the tile floor; he crawled onto the bed and laid his head on the pillow, he yawned and slowly relaxed his eyes for much needed sleep.
~ ~ ~
Tien tossed his bag onto the bed, Chaoitzu floated into the room. "We should go ask why we are here."
Tien nodded "Yeah, we should. I have a bad feeling about all this. I think something is wrong with Goku. He seems very weak." He felt for Goku's low ki and felt another suddenly appear in his room. "You feel that?"
Chaoitzu felt for it. "Yes, I do!" they looked at each other and headed out the hall.
~ ~ ~
Goten walked out of his room rubbing his red eyes. His Eyes felt like they weighed a ton as he tried to force them open. "Tr-Trunks?" he moaned, his legs barely holding his weight. He wobbled back and forth.
Trunks' eyes went wide; he immediately went to his friend's side. "Goten- what's wrong?"
"I feel so t-tired . . ." his voice trailed off as his black eyes rolled back. He fell forward into Trunk's strong arms. "DAD!" Trunks shouted. Vegeta raced out of his room and into the hall.
"What is -?" he stopped himself. "DAMMIT!"
"He said he was tired and passed out."
"Bring him to the medical bay." Trunks hoisted Goten into his arms and followed his concerned father.
~ ~ ~
Goku lifted his head towards the door as he heard Trunks yell for his dad. He put his legs over the side, his bare feet padding across the suddenly cold tile. He was almost to the door and he stopped. A presence was near.
A familiar one
" . . . Videl . . ." He whispered and turned towards the smiling, dark haired human.
Her grin widened "It's been a while."
She circled around him. "Wha'd you do to Goten?"
"He's . . . sleeping, but let's forget about him for now." Her hands snaked over his shoulders. He flinched away from her gentle touch. His eyes narrowed.
"Wha'd you inject me with?" She stopped in front of him. "Oh that." Her eyes shifted and her fingers brushed across his clothed stomach.
"Don't," he breathed, jerking away from her fingers.
"Don't worry I'm here to talk ".
'For now' she chuckled to herself. "Are you really here or am I going crazy?"
"It's a little bit of both." She smirked, her eyes trained on his stomach. He shifted uneasily under her gaze.
"Stop talking in riddles."
She changed the subject, "Your stomach is getting a little on the plump side. You'd think you'd be losing weight instead of gaining it. You know, since you can't keep any food down."
"Not really, I've been slacking off on training that's all."
"Care to look again?" Goku sighed in frustration and slowly lifted his black sweater. The usually defined muscles seemed to have lost their perfect form and his stomach seemed to bulge a bit.
Goku gasped, letting his sweater fall back into place, "What the hell did you do to me?" he demanded, his eyes menacing.
"ME? Looks like Vegeta did that to you."
'Though I wish it had been me' Videl bit the inside of her mouth, drawing blood.
Goku's eyebrows furrowed in confusion "What are you trying to say? That I'm pregnant?" he lifted his eyebrow in amusement.
"Yes. You are Pregnant and I'm sorry that I have to do this." She moved like lightening and had Goku against the wall in a matter of seconds.
"Get off'a me!" he yelled and shoved at her restraining arms. Her hand flattened against his stomach, sharp pain shot through it from the pressure of her hand. A black light appeared, the skin burning slightly. Goku groaned. "No don't-"
"This won't hurt too bad, you'll live. Say bye to your child that you'll never see-"
"I don't think so. Drop him bitch." Goku knew that voice. He hadn't heard it in a while.
The soft voice of Chichi
But it can't be her she's dead . . . right? Videl frowned and turned towards the voice.
"How did you get here? It's impossible!" Videl snarled but didn't release Goku.
"I said drop him. You're not hurting that baby."
'How does she know? How the fuck did she get her? She couldn't have. Impossible. It's impossible.' Videl's mind screamed. She released Goku; he fell on the floor staring at his dead wife.
"Chi? How'd you-"
"That's what I'd like to know?" Videl crossed her arms and stepped away from Goku and closer to the black haired beauty.
Chichi ignored her and diverted her attention back to Goku "It's a dream. Wake up. You have to wake up. Goten needs you. Hurry." Videl tightened her fists.
"Fucking whore!" she yelled and shot the black ball of energy at Chichi.
'Wake up, wake up, wake up' Goku's mind repeated. Black flames consumed the other side of the room. "Nooo!" He shouted as everything spun.
To be continued . . .
Agent 182: Oh a cliffhanger. Scary yet, I hope so. Well if you knew what I was thinking about earlier but let's just say Sayians don't have the same symptoms as humans. I'll fill you in with that later, actually Vegeta will. Goten . . . he needs a dream, any ideas? I have one but it's kinda crappy but if you give me some good Ideas, I'll put them up. It'll be in the next chapter and what was up with Chichi being in that dream. I had you all fooled though you thought it was real. What is to happen to the others? What will Vegeta say when he finds out Goku is pregnant? Or will Videl erm kill the unborn child first? The next chapter should be up by next Friday Thanks for reading and hopefully you review and give me good ideas. Oh and ideas for other people's dreams are great too. Doesn't matter whose dream they are. Thanks ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ
Agent 182: thanks for all the wonderful reviews ^_^. Oh and if you see my other fics go up like um V-day and Paranoid it's because I'm changing them, making them better. Oh and there is some implied Bulma/Gohan. And since I was given some advice, I took and put little thingies to separate scenes. Here's the next chapter.
~Chapter 6: I never promised you a rose garden~
"WHAT?!" Bulma shouted. "WE ARE NOT LEAVING SO YOU CAN GO GET SOME STUPID DRAGONBALLS!"
Goku sighed, "Bulma, we need to get the dragonballs so we can wish Videl gone for good." A smile spread across his face. "And, you're the only one that can drive the ship. Please pretty with a cherry on top." He batted his eyelashes at her.
She chuckled "Fine, but I need to pack my things." Bulma turned and left the living room, her blue hair swayed behind her. Piccolo came into the room and stood beside Goku.
"Vegeta wanted to know if you wanted something for lunch?" He eyed the slightly shorter Sayian.
He shrugged, "I guess. I'm feeling better now that I kinda know what is going on." He followed the Namek into the dining room.
~ ~ ~
Gohan, Trunks, Goten, and Marron were already clearing their plates. Gohan smiled warmly at his father. Goten sat back down at the table with another bowl of soup; Trunks followed shortly. Gohan went to pack his things. Marron joined them even though she was full. The two demi-Sayians began to slurp their noodles noisily. Marron watched them eat in awe, 'how can someone eat soooo much?' The blonde shook her head and chuckled.
Goku sat down next to Goten. Vegeta walked in seconds later holding a steaming bowl of soup in his hand. He set it in front of Goku and lightly squeezed Goku's shoulder. "Thanks Geta." He forced a smile as he picked up the spoon that had been on a neatly folded napkin. Vegeta quietly exited into the kitchen.
"Hey Goten! Let's hurry and get our stuff so we can check out the new space ship."
Goten nodded, his mouth full of noodles, he swallowed them; "Kay. Hold on let me finish." Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his dad drinking the flavored broth. A smile ran across his lips, but they faded as his dad dropped the bowl and started gagging. "Dad?"
"Goku, you okay?" Trunks asked worry in his voice. He stood up and went over towards him.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm-" he jumped to his feet the chair toppling backwards as he dashed out of the dining room. Vegeta jogged into the room after hearing all the commotion Piccolo a few steps after him.
He scanned the room "Where's Kakkarot?" his eyes narrowed at the now pale boys.
"He- he went in the bathroom I think."
Vegeta scowled as he picked up the chair and put in back in its place. "Dammit . . ." Goten helped clean up the mess. Marron waddled after Goten and Trunks following them everywhere they went. Goku slowly emerged from the hall, his hand over his stomach, his face paler than usual. The usual glow gone. Vegeta clenched his jaw. "That bitch. Whatever the fuck she gave you is making you sick!"
"I know . . ." Goku croaked, "We should leave soon." Piccolo eyed Goku for a moment.
They all turned as Bulma came into the kitchen, two huge bags in her arms. "I'm all packed and ready to go." They all stared at her. "What?"
"No-nothing, maybe you should help the boys pack. Kami knows what they'll bring."
"Awe Goku you're no fun" Trunks whined as Bulma dropped her bags and scooted the boys towards their room.
"Kakkarot, we need to get our things." Goku's breathing hitched and he followed the shorter Sayian.
~ ~ ~Later~ ~ ~
Oolong, Yamcha, Hercule, Tien, Yajarobi, Chaoitzu, and Master Roshi showed up at Capsule Corp. with their few belongings. They had no idea why they were there. They sat in the living room trying to figure out why they were there. The others came in carrying their bags.
"Hey Bulma, I'll carry your bags," Gohan put his arm out.
"Thanks Gohan, you're so sweet. I guess that runs in the family." She put the bag straps over his arm. He smiled warmly as her, light pink painted across her cheeks. Goku's lips rose as he saw this.
"Everybody needs to pick up their things. We need to leave now." Vegeta hurried out the door closely followed by the others. In the huge yard Mr. And Mrs. Briefs stood there smiling at them. They had brought over the new space ship.
"HEY I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD DRIV-" Bulma shouted but her mother cut her off.
"We're not going dear." She smiled causing her eyes to squint, the fine lines showing her true age.
"Everybody get in we're wasting valuable time." Vegeta growled.
"Bye mom and dad." Bulma waved, as did the others.
"Bye sweetie, come back safely!"
~ ~ ~
"I still can't figure out why we're here. Whatever it is, Vegeta is sure in a hurry to get there." Chaoitzu's small voice squeaked.
Tien shrugged "I'm as clueless as you. They'll probably fill us in later."
"Everyone has their own room." Vegeta's voice echoed to them.
~ ~ ~
Hercule frowned "This probably has something to do with my daughter Videl."
"Eh . . . I'm trying not to think of her." Master Roshi scratched his beard as Yajarobi nodded.
"Me too, I don't want to remember that."
~ ~ ~
Goku trailed behind Vegeta as they went down the long hall. Vegeta paused outside his door, Goku almost walked into him. He glanced over his back and at the taller Sayian. "Yes?"
"I uh . . . nothing, um my room's over here." Goku quickly strode past him. Bulma and Marrons' room was first on the hall. Trunks' room was next then his dad's and Gotens' was to the left of that. Then Gohans'; last on that side was Gokus' room. On the opposite side was Yamchas', Tiens' Chaoitzus', Hercules', Piccolos', Master Roshis', and Yajarobis' room. They all went into their rooms.
~ ~ ~
Goku sighed heavily as he dropped his bag onto the tile floor; he crawled onto the bed and laid his head on the pillow, he yawned and slowly relaxed his eyes for much needed sleep.
~ ~ ~
Tien tossed his bag onto the bed, Chaoitzu floated into the room. "We should go ask why we are here."
Tien nodded "Yeah, we should. I have a bad feeling about all this. I think something is wrong with Goku. He seems very weak." He felt for Goku's low ki and felt another suddenly appear in his room. "You feel that?"
Chaoitzu felt for it. "Yes, I do!" they looked at each other and headed out the hall.
~ ~ ~
Goten walked out of his room rubbing his red eyes. His Eyes felt like they weighed a ton as he tried to force them open. "Tr-Trunks?" he moaned, his legs barely holding his weight. He wobbled back and forth.
Trunks' eyes went wide; he immediately went to his friend's side. "Goten- what's wrong?"
"I feel so t-tired . . ." his voice trailed off as his black eyes rolled back. He fell forward into Trunk's strong arms. "DAD!" Trunks shouted. Vegeta raced out of his room and into the hall.
"What is -?" he stopped himself. "DAMMIT!"
"He said he was tired and passed out."
"Bring him to the medical bay." Trunks hoisted Goten into his arms and followed his concerned father.
~ ~ ~
Goku lifted his head towards the door as he heard Trunks yell for his dad. He put his legs over the side, his bare feet padding across the suddenly cold tile. He was almost to the door and he stopped. A presence was near.
A familiar one
" . . . Videl . . ." He whispered and turned towards the smiling, dark haired human.
Her grin widened "It's been a while."
She circled around him. "Wha'd you do to Goten?"
"He's . . . sleeping, but let's forget about him for now." Her hands snaked over his shoulders. He flinched away from her gentle touch. His eyes narrowed.
"Wha'd you inject me with?" She stopped in front of him. "Oh that." Her eyes shifted and her fingers brushed across his clothed stomach.
"Don't," he breathed, jerking away from her fingers.
"Don't worry I'm here to talk ".
'For now' she chuckled to herself. "Are you really here or am I going crazy?"
"It's a little bit of both." She smirked, her eyes trained on his stomach. He shifted uneasily under her gaze.
"Stop talking in riddles."
She changed the subject, "Your stomach is getting a little on the plump side. You'd think you'd be losing weight instead of gaining it. You know, since you can't keep any food down."
"Not really, I've been slacking off on training that's all."
"Care to look again?" Goku sighed in frustration and slowly lifted his black sweater. The usually defined muscles seemed to have lost their perfect form and his stomach seemed to bulge a bit.
Goku gasped, letting his sweater fall back into place, "What the hell did you do to me?" he demanded, his eyes menacing.
"ME? Looks like Vegeta did that to you."
'Though I wish it had been me' Videl bit the inside of her mouth, drawing blood.
Goku's eyebrows furrowed in confusion "What are you trying to say? That I'm pregnant?" he lifted his eyebrow in amusement.
"Yes. You are Pregnant and I'm sorry that I have to do this." She moved like lightening and had Goku against the wall in a matter of seconds.
"Get off'a me!" he yelled and shoved at her restraining arms. Her hand flattened against his stomach, sharp pain shot through it from the pressure of her hand. A black light appeared, the skin burning slightly. Goku groaned. "No don't-"
"This won't hurt too bad, you'll live. Say bye to your child that you'll never see-"
"I don't think so. Drop him bitch." Goku knew that voice. He hadn't heard it in a while.
The soft voice of Chichi
But it can't be her she's dead . . . right? Videl frowned and turned towards the voice.
"How did you get here? It's impossible!" Videl snarled but didn't release Goku.
"I said drop him. You're not hurting that baby."
'How does she know? How the fuck did she get her? She couldn't have. Impossible. It's impossible.' Videl's mind screamed. She released Goku; he fell on the floor staring at his dead wife.
"Chi? How'd you-"
"That's what I'd like to know?" Videl crossed her arms and stepped away from Goku and closer to the black haired beauty.
Chichi ignored her and diverted her attention back to Goku "It's a dream. Wake up. You have to wake up. Goten needs you. Hurry." Videl tightened her fists.
"Fucking whore!" she yelled and shot the black ball of energy at Chichi.
'Wake up, wake up, wake up' Goku's mind repeated. Black flames consumed the other side of the room. "Nooo!" He shouted as everything spun.
To be continued . . .
Agent 182: Oh a cliffhanger. Scary yet, I hope so. Well if you knew what I was thinking about earlier but let's just say Sayians don't have the same symptoms as humans. I'll fill you in with that later, actually Vegeta will. Goten . . . he needs a dream, any ideas? I have one but it's kinda crappy but if you give me some good Ideas, I'll put them up. It'll be in the next chapter and what was up with Chichi being in that dream. I had you all fooled though you thought it was real. What is to happen to the others? What will Vegeta say when he finds out Goku is pregnant? Or will Videl erm kill the unborn child first? The next chapter should be up by next Friday Thanks for reading and hopefully you review and give me good ideas. Oh and ideas for other people's dreams are great too. Doesn't matter whose dream they are. Thanks ^_^