~*~*~*~
Usagi had a hard time getting to sleep that night. It was already about ten by the time she had been put in her room by her father and she was anything but tired. In fact, she didn't even think she would be able to sleep after a night like that. That entire day had been weird. She hadn't started out on good terms with her parents, which had really started it all. If she only would have told her father what the broach was that morning when she had the chance none of this would have happened. Or would it have? Really, they had no reason to be so mean to her. She didn't understand what was going on. She didn't understand her wrong doings. Her parents spoke of all these things she had done, yet she had no memory of them. She knew them too well to know her parents wouldn't just come up with a reason to hate her all of a sudden. They loved her, and she loved them back. Well, actually, not anymore. That was apparent. Her love was no longer mutual with her parents. It was obvious they still loved each other, but hated her.
As Usagi thought more and more about what just took place, more and more tears spilled out of her eyes. She tried to stop herself, to be strong, but it just wasn't happening. She hadn't felt this bad since her first days of school when virtually everyone in her class hated her. She had learned to cope with the pain though. She had learned a valuable lesson from her family. If she didn't care about the person who was making fun of her, then it didn't matter what they thought. But there was a major problem here. She couldn't dismiss her parents for she loved them too much for that. She couldn't stop replaying what had just happened in her head over and over again. Time after time she could only see their frowning faces, and her father's face directly in hers with nothing but hate written in his eyes.
Usagi buried her face into her pillow and let her tears spill out. She held nothing back for she was all alone with no one to support her but her friends. That was it. Her friends knew what happened. They had seen her just vanish in the middle of a sentence. Surely they had worried about her. She would talk to them the next day at school. They would tell her parents what had happened. Her parents would surely believe their word. They had to. Otherwise she knew of nothing she could do to make them accept her again and not hate her.
~*~*~
Her thoughts went on and on for the rest of that night. Her mind was much too confused and worried to truly rest. All she was able to do that night was cry. Buy the time she had three hours left before she was meant to get up and go to school she hadn't slept a bit. She had spent the entire night crying softly to herself.
Her parents had long since gone to sleep, but not before they talked about what they were going to do with her. Something in which they still had yet to decipher. Listening to them had only caused to upset the young Saiyan child even further.
About two and a half hours Usagi finally drifted to sleep without realizing it. Her body and emotions had finally had enough. She was long over due for a rest, but she knew she would be waking up any time by the sound of her alarm. When that happened, she would have to face her parents yet again and tramp off to yet another day of school. She considered herself quite lucky to be going to school instead of having to stay home with her parents, but it wouldn't be that way the next day for it would be Saturday, a day in which school was not in session. But there was still the journey to school. Her father would have to take her himself, now that she was powerless and all. She still couldn't believe he did that. He took away the very thing that had established her as a person in her school. Everyone had started to respect her because of her power, without it, she felt like a nobody, like something was missing. But this all obviously didn't matter to her parents. They seemed to take no care in the fact that they were tearing her emotions apart from the very center of her being.
~*~*~
Goku was the first to wake that morning. His thoughts wouldn't allow him to sleep past six A.M. Much like Usagi, he had had a hard time getting to sleep the night before. He replayed the day's events over and over in his head remembering every detail, especially when Usagi claimed to hate him over and over. That was the most vivid of his memories. But now that he was awake all he could think about was what would happen later, when Usagi would be awake. To tell the truth, he hadn't really thought of that at all. He had been more worried about finding Usagi and trying to find out what was going on that he hadn't the time to think of what he would do today. He didn't even know how he would discipline Usagi for her behavior. Surely a good grounding wasn't nearly enough for what she had done. But now as the tension was beginning to calm, he didn't want to be too harsh, yet he still didn't want to be too lenient. It would probably be a few days before he actually came up with something. But he did know one thing for sure, he would be paying a visit to Bulma, Videl, and then Piccolo if nothing came up with the two girls. He wanted to know exactly what was up with Usagi's broach, even if the child wasn't willing to spill the truth.
Goku slowly lifted himself out of bed and quietly crept to the door so as to not wake his wife. She too had found it hard to get to sleep and he didn't want to wake her up earlier than she had to. Upon leaving his room, he crossed the living room and made his way across the room directly to his daughter's. He was certain she had had a hard time calming down and falling asleep. When she had woken up from being knocked out the night before she had been quite hysterical. All he could remember was the tears in her eyes and her cries of denial. Because of that his heart had been torn even further yet, but he didn't believe her, he couldn't believe her, not after what she pulled. It would take a while for him to begin to believe her again, something he desperately wanted to be able to do again. All he wanted was for things to return back to the way they had been the morning before. He wanted Usagi back to the way she was before, a caring, loving daughter. He knew this had to be a recent change, not something that had been going on long term. She would have shown signs long before this of her hate. No, something truly horrible had to have happened, and Goku hoped and wished that there wasn't something mentally wrong with his daughter.
He quietly opened the door to his daughter's room and peered in at the sleeping girl. She seemed so happy and carefree now, but that would all change when she would wake. The house would turn from peaceful to chaotic once again. He wasn't sure how they were going to get through this, but he would do anything to get his daughter back, anything to make her see that he and Chi-Chi loved her.
He made his way to Usagi in her bed and gently placed his hand on her head. He remembered watching her sleep as a toddler like this. He was always able to tell what she was dreaming by the movements and sounds she would make every so often, weather it was happy dream, or a nightmare. He smiled to himself. Those days seemed so far away now. Lately, there seemed to be so much drama that real peace would never be achieved. It seemed as though there was always trouble with Mamoru, school, or a new invading enemy. Now with this new threat things seemed even more out of hand. With Usagi's recent up-stir Goku hadn't even been able to think of a plan of attack when an attack took place, something he had planned to do that night after he pried the truth out of his daughter. So much for that. Usagi had sure chosen a good time to do this.
As his thought progressed, he was taken back to how this could have all come about. At first the thought maybe amnesia. And why not? It was perfectly plausible. But then again, not, at the same time. Usagi wouldn't have remembered anything if she had had amnesia. If she had somehow gotten it before she came home the first time, she wouldn't have even known who she was, let alone who her parents were. If she had gotten it after that, she STILL wouldn't have known anything. She wouldn't have known that he was her father when he first came to take her home. She wouldn't have known that Chi-Chi was her mother when she woke up from being knocked out.
Amnesia obviously wasn't the answer. Maybe he would have to look at this from another point. Maybe the enemy somehow did something to her to make her turn against all those she loved, but how? He had been able to track her power ever since the school day had ended. First he felt her power almost all the way up and at sanctuary, and then again when she fought with Mamoru and totally defeated him at top power. Then he remembered how Usagi had told him that Tatsuo had knocked her out and she hadn't been awake until that night. He knew for a fact that that wasn't true. First, why would Tatsuo knock her out? Tatsuo had nothing to do with this situation. Second, she had been home, there was no denying that. It wasn't anyone else. It WAS Usagi. He felt her power specifically. There was no difference between appearance or power, only attitude. He HAD found something strange about the attitude change, but that didn't matter. Attitude can change, power and appearance can't. He was certain it was Usagi who had had the falling out with him.
Goku pulled his hand away from his daughter with a sigh. He hated having to be in this situation. He slightly perked his head up at the sound of a soft footstep behind him. "Chi-Chi?" He asked as he turned away from his daughter to stand facing his wife.
Chi-Chi glanced down at her daughter only but for a second. "Having regrets?"
Goku pulled completely away from his daughter's bed to approach his wife. He figured she was awake for the same reasons she was. "Why would I?"
Chi-Chi shrugged. She actually hadn't expected such a vague answer from him. She had expected more of an answer along the lines of 'yes'. "Because, you're Goku."
Goku frowned. "What's that got to do with anything?"
Again, the woman shrugged. She didn't really like the responses she was getting from her husband. Although, she couldn't really blame him. She could sense his stress. This entire situation was taking a toll on him. She hadn't seen him truly angry in... well... ever actually. He had always been a loving husband and father never to raise his voice and actually stay angry for more than about half a day or more. And when he slept, he was usually completely over things. "Come on, Goku." She replied as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "You know exactly what I mean. You've always been kind, and extra forgiving. That's the only reason why Gohan and Goten ever survived childhood, and even Usagi. They've all had their fair share of mischief, and whose always there to protect them from my wrath, as it's called? You are. This is what I've been complaining about all along. You never get angry at the kids. I just expected you to want to go easy on her now that you've had time to think."
Goku continued to frown as he looked into his wife's eyes. He wasn't necessarily mad at her, it was more like he was angry about everything. He was angry that there was an attack, he was worried that the Black Star Dragon Balls would be used to do some real damage on the Earth, he was angry with and worried about his daughter. "Are you saying you want me to go easy on her?"
Chi-Chi shook her head. That wasn't what she had been trying to get at, at all. In fact, if it were up to her, which it would probably end up being, she would really dig into her daughter in the morning. First she would revoke the child's privileges of going to a public school with her friends. She would then teach her daughter herself, just as she had with Gohan and Goten. "No, Goku. I don't want you to go easy on her. Be as tough as you want. After what she pulled, she deserves it. I'm just not used to seeing you take the initiative as a parent. I'm usually the one to have to do it."
Goku sighed as he looked back down at his slumbering daughter. He didn't like the sound of that last sentence. He didn't want the job of taking the initiative, but he didn't want Usagi to think she could walk all over him and treat him like crap. Although he had always been more like a friend then a father when it came to discipline, he was still just that, her father. She had to know her boundaries. "Don't get used to it."
Chi-Chi smiled softly up at him. "Good. I don't want you to change. I love you just the way you are."
Goku couldn't help but smile back at that one. "Come on." He said as he pulled out of his wife's grip and began walking toward the door to leave.
"Just a minute." Chi-Chi hopped over to her daughter's alarm clock and turned it off. "Let her sleep. She's had a long night."
Goku smiled even wider. He too had thought of letting the girl sleep in later, letting her skip school. But he was certain that Chi-Chi would have a fit and go on about how school is too important to be missed. "What's the sudden change?"
Chi-Chi shrugged. "She may be in trouble, but I still love her, she's my baby. Making her get up and go to school would just put more stress on her. I'll let her skip today..." She grinned. "But ONLY today. Don't you be getting any funny ideas about keeping her from her studies."
Goku smirked as he wrapped his arm around Chi-Chi's shoulders, who was just joining. He knew better than to try and take Usagi out of school without Chi-Chi's permission unless it was an emergency. That was just NOT something that he wanted to cross. "Got it."
~*~*~
Around Eleven that morning, Usagi woke from her slumber with a splitting headache. She opened her eyes at the sound of a bird pecking its tiny beak on her window, creating a loud clanking sound, well, loud to a Saiyan with acute hearing abilities. With a single yawn, she realized how bright her room was, which wasn't usual for the time of morning she had to wake up. Normally, her room would be pitch black, but not on this particular morning. Worried that she had slept right through her alarm, something she deemed almost impossible, she quickly darted a glance at her clock, which read a quarter to Eleven. She HAD overslept. Her alarm wasn't even on. Had she forgotten to turn it on? No. Impossible. She distinctly remembered turning it back on after turning it off the day before like she always had so she wouldn't forget to turn it on before she went to bed. Someone had to have turned it off, but who? Her parents? No. Couldn't be. Her mother would never allow her to stay home.
Letting her thoughts get diverted to her parents, Usagi sat up and swung her legs over the edge of her bed only to be greeted with a high pressure pain running from the bottom over her back all the way up to the base of her head. She let out a whimper, though trying to stay quiet as not to wake her parents. Those were two people she didn't want to deal with right at the moment. She wanted time to herself to think about what had just taken place the night before, even though she had done plenty of it before she drifted off to sleep. Truthfully, it wasn't that she wanted to keep away from them, it was more that she was afraid to face them. She didn't understand at all what she had done to deserve such a mental beating. She had never said that she hated her parents. She had never even thought such a thing. She always loved her parents, and they always loved her. Furthermore, she would have NEVER disowned her father. How could they think she would? She didn't have a death wish. If she had, she would have straight up disowned him right there and then last night when she had the chance. With the way he was acting out she was certain that he was going to haul off and hit her more than the one time he had. Last night, she had truly been afraid of her parents. None of that seemed to matter right now though. Usagi wanted to cleanse her mind of yesterday's happenings.
Wanting to cry, Usagi forced herself to stand to her feet. She wondered if her parents were already awake. She hoped they weren't. That would only work to cause more problems. With her aches and pains, Usagi slowly made her way to her door. She couldn't hear any sounds coming from the other room, which was a good sign. Maybe her parents weren't awake yet. Maybe they had been kept up so late that they were too tired to wake up. She could only hope as she slowly began to open the door.
Usagi let out an almost silent gasp as she peered out and quickly pulled her head back in her room. To her horror, she had seen her father lying out on the sofa, asleep. That was something she surely hadn't expected. Why was he there, she had wondered. He never slept out in the living room. Was he expecting her to try and escape? That was nonsense if he was. She would never try to leave. If she had only known that this wasn't the real reason for her father's presence in the living room. Once he and Chi-Chi left their daughter's room earlier he was unable to sleep, so he slipped out into the living room to do some more thinking, but found himself asleep in less than an hour.
Usagi breathed heavily as she attempted to leave her room once again. She knew her father was easily awakened, which meant she would have to tiptoe her way out of the living room. She wouldn't let his presence keep her from going about her business. Her main goal was to make it to the kitchen for she hadn't eaten since the day before at lunch. She was starving, and after a night like she had had, why wouldn't she be?
Usagi slowly crept across the room as quietly as she could. She didn't have the luxury of being able to float over the ground anymore now that her power had been taken away, which she still couldn't believe. But it didn't much matter now. It would be futile to try and get it back. It wouldn't return until a month from now. She stopped at the opening of the hallway and turned back to look at her sleeping father. She felt not the slightest bit of anger toward him. She was too confused to be angry. She hoped that this whole ordeal would pass over soon so things could go back to normal.
Turning back to make be on her way, she accidentally hit the wall with her arm, causing a loud thud to come about. She paused rather quickly and turned back to her father. He still seemed to be sleeping. With a sigh of relief she turned back on her way, this time being more careful. But it was too late. She was stopped by the voice of her father.
"Usagi..." Goku slowly sat up with a groggy yawn. He looked at his daughter, expecting to see her packed and ready to leave. But, to his surprise, she wasn't even dressed in regular cloths. She was dressed in her pajamas, which he guessed she had gotten into after he had already gone to bed that night. She had most likely been too shaken up by their most recent conflict after he had laid out the rules for her. It was at that moment upon seeing that she wasn't trying to leave that he relaxed a bit. But he was still curious as to what she was doing. "Where are you going?"
Usagi turned back to her father, afraid that he might lash out at her again. She wanted avoid another episode like last night at all costs. "I'm hungry." Goku gave a slight nod of approval, but still stood up and approached Usagi. Usagi stepped away from her father, afraid of what he might do. "I'm ... I'm not trying to ... to leave."
Goku stopped mid-step. He wasn't even worried about her leaving. And even if she had, she wouldn't be able to get too far before he would get her. "I'm not saying you are." He said abruptly, causing Usagi to bounce back even further. He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. She seemed to be much more jittery now than before. She was quite calm and much more civil now than she was the day before. He almost felt sorry for her, almost. How could he really? Feeling sorry for her would be giving into her temper tantrum. "Get something to eat and then get yourself dressed."
Usagi cocked her head to the side in confusion. "Where are we going? School?"
Goku shook his head. "No. Just get dressed. We have a few things we have to do." And that was all he said. He turned away from Usagi and walked into his room to get himself ready.
Usagi gulped as she to went about what she was originally going to do. That hadn't gone as she planned, but that was a good thing. At first, she had expected her father to tear into her, but he hadn't. His compassion had proven to still be around, which was a good thing. If her father was anything like her mother, like he had been the night before, she would have never survived the coming days, mentally. But her father seemed to have calmed down and was now acting like every other time she had been punished by him.
With a fast beating heart, she slowly made her way for the kitchen, but her appetite was suddenly gone. She didn't know if she could eat when she was this upset. With a shrug and a sigh, she continued to make her way to get food. She needed SOMETHING to eat, no matter how small. She knew how important it was to eat, even if she wasn't feeling up to it.
~*~*~
Chi-Chi woke up to the sound of drawers being slammed closed and ripped open. "What's going on?" She slowly propped herself upward into a sitting position and looked up at Goku, who was already dressed.
It had only been ten minutes since he had told Usagi to get ready, and he was already chomping at the bit to leave. He didn't want to wait for her to finish eating and get dressed. He wanted to leave now. He wanted to get to the bottom of things so he could once again concentrate on what was going on with the new enemy. He wanted that to be his main focus point. "I'm taking Usagi."
Chi-Chi frowned as she wrapped her blankets around her shoulders with a shiver. The room had been colder this morning than usual, especially since Goku had not been there to keep her warm like usual. "Where?!"
Goku sat down on the foot of his bed and slipped his weighted shoes on. "Dende said that Usagi's broach could be hundreds of years old."
Chi-Chi frowned even harder as she leaned forward. "And this is relevant because...?"
"He thinks it might have been something passed down from a family member to another family member. Maybe Bulma or Videl know something about it." He frowned at the thought that Usagi, his daughter, would have stolen such a valuable item, but she had been acting strange lately so there's no telling what she's done without his knowing.
Chi-Chi sighed as she flopped back down. "So now my daughter is a thief?" She covered her face with her hands. She didn't want to be hearing this. She didn't want to be discussing this. She had NEVER dealt with anything quite like this. Sure she had been able to deal with many problems her children had caused, but this was just over the line. She didn't know what to do at all. She was glad Goku was here to help her along. She wasn't sure she could do it without him. Of course, there were always Gohan and Goten, but she couldn't expect them to solve her problems for her. "She denied having stole it last night, though."
Goku nodded. That was true. "I know. But I don't know if I can believe her."
"True." She sat up again, her frown having disappeared. "I know you too well to believe those are the only places you're going."
Goku grinned. He had been around so long that Chi-Chi was actually able to predict his decisions. "I'm not sure. It depends on what kind of answers I get."
Chi-Chi threw down her blankets and slid off the bed. "I'm going with you."
Goku shook his head as he looked up in the general direction of his wife. "No you aren't."
Chi-Chi frowned as she crossed her arms over her chest. "And just why not?"
Goku too stood to join his wife. "Just let me do this alone, alright?"
Chi-Chi narrowed her frown into a tight little glare as she dropped her hands to her side. "I have just as much of a right to be there as you do, Goku! If you don't let me go I'll..."
"You'll what?"
Chi-Chi growled. She knew she was in a state of defeat before she even said anything. Goku had obviously made up his mind, and she knew as well as the next person that no one could change that. And although she wanted to be there when Usagi was asked about the broach, she knew it was just as well that she not. Knowing her temper she would start yelling at Usagi and only work to make things worse. "What are you planning?"
Goku lowered his head as he scratched his neck. "Nothing. I just want to do this alone."
Chi-Chi slammed her hand into the wall, though not creating a hole. "She's my daughter to you know."
Goku nodded. "I know. I need time to think. I don't need another person along."
Chi-Chi nodded as she lowered her head. "You're lucky that I'm not in the mood to argue with you, Goku." She brought back her hand with a sigh. She actually didn't mind that she wasn't going to be able to go. She was tired of always being the one in charge. It was a nice change to be the carefree one, though she would still worry about what was going on.
Goku smiled. "Thanks for understanding." He knew Chi-Chi wasn't too upset about his decision. She was too mentally worn out to deal with this, which was one of the reasons why he wouldn't let her go. He wanted her to have a rest and he wanted time alone with his daughter. "I better go round up Usagi."
At that moment the two parents' attentions were brought to their door, which was being opened. Shortly after, they noticed a foot step in, which was followed by the rest of their daughter, who was fully clothed and ready to leave. Once she had gotten into the kitchen, she had tried to eat, but it just wasn't happening. Instead, she went back to her room and got dressed to leave as her father had instructed. Usagi looked at both of her parents, who obviously hadn't expected her to come in at that moment as they just started at her with curiosity. "Did you guys know there's a hole in one of the walls in the kitchen?"
Goku and Chi-Chi both shared a look of remembrance, though only Chi-Chi chose to act upon it. "Yes, Usagi, we did. Your father did that after you ran off!"
Usagi flinched back a bit. Obviously her mother wasn't going to be as soft on her as her father was. She knew for a fact that she didn't run off, but it was useless to ague with her parents. It would only cause them to become angry again, which was something she wanted to avoid. She knew she would get no where with her mother, she never had. If she was going to get anywhere with anyone, it would be her father. So, she just lowered her head with no response.
Goku looked back at his wife with a nod. "Let's go." He turned back to his daughter and grabbed her by the wrist, careful not to be too rough with her as her body had taken quite a beating in the last couple of days. Usagi only had a chance to look up to her father in question of their whereabouts, though she was unable to say anything before she had been teleported away with him.
Chi-Chi was once again left at home alone to wonder what was going on. But she didn't mind this time. This would give her a chance to collect her thoughts. Deciding to take a bubble bath, she turned to the bathroom with absolutely no expression on her face.
~*~*~
Goku's first destination was Bulma's, Capsule Corporation. He teleported directly to the front door of the residential area, but he didn't knock on the door or ring the bell right away. There were still a few things he wanted to clear up. If he could get Usagi to say something about the broach, he wouldn't have to worry about disrupting other's lives to ask them about it.
Turning to his daughter, he gripped her shoulders and knelt before her. His face told no anger, yet no happiness at the same time. "You know why we're here?"
Usagi nodded. She knew exactly why she was here. She could remember very clearly how her father accused her of stealing the broach from Bulma or Videl. She didn't mind being here either for she knew nothing would happen. Bulma and Videl knew nothing of the broach. But, she did wish that she could talk to Luna. She wanted badly to tell her parents the truth. But it was her sworn duty not to tell. She had promised Luna, as well as her other mother, the Queen of the Moon that she would not tell a single soul, and she planned to keep to that agreement until she got permission otherwise. This was one thing she wouldn't budge about. "Yes, daddy, I know."
Goku gritted his teeth. "Why don't you tell me what's up with this broach and then we don't have to go through this. Just make it easier on yourself."
Usagi grinned. "I'm not having a hard time with this because I know I didn't steal it from anyone. I already told you that."
Goku frowned. That wasn't exactly the reply he had been looking for. "I don't care if you didn't steal it or not. The point is that you're not telling me everything. I know that your broach has some importance to the enemy. Until you tell me what it is I'm going to ask everyone." He sighed as he lowered his head. Usagi said nothing, she just stared at her father, perfectly content. Goku looked back up before long. "Look, I know you're in a lot of trouble, and you're just trying to keep yourself out of even more trouble. If you tell me now, I won't be mad."
Usagi frowned as she tried to pull away from her father, but his grip was too strong. "You're already mad at me."
"I won't lie to you. I AM mad at you, but it's your own fault." Without allowing his daughter to say another word, he stood up and let go of her shoulders. "Now, are you going to tell me or not?"
Usagi clenched her hands into two fists as she looked down at the ground. It hurt her to lie outright like this to him. She never thought she would be lying to him again, but she couldn't help it. A promise was a promise and she would have to honor it until otherwise specified. She knew if she told him most of her stress would be gone as she would have backup from her friends, as well as the Moon to get her out of this mess, but she wouldn't back out of her promise. Her father would understand in due time. "No."
Goku frowned harder with a growl as he grabbed her by the arm and yanked her forward. "Fine!" Goku led Usagi to the door and knocked on it as hard as he could, well, as hard as he could without knocking it in.
An angry thump was heard from behind it, which was followed by the door itself being ripped open. There stood an angry Saiyan prince with sweat running down his entire body. It was obviously that he had been training hard and was on a break. "What the hell do you want, Kakarotto?" Goku said nothing as he guided Usagi in and then pushed his own way in. Vejita frowned as he slammed the door shut and glared at the small brat next to his rival. "Shouldn't the kid be in school?"
Goku frowned as he turned back to Vejita. "Where's Bulma?"
Vejita growled as he rushed forward and grabbed Goku by the front of the shirt and pulled him down to be face to face with the taller saiyan. "You don't just walk into MY house and start demanding my woman's presence! Now what the hell do you want?!"
Goku, for once, reacted to Vejita. He let go of Usagi and placed his hand on Vejita's arm. "Can it, Vejita!" He pulled Vejita's hand away from his shirt and pushed him away.
That was all that was needed to cause Vejita to become enraged. "You bastard!" He stopped himself short of going onto his normal rants and looked down at Usagi who held her head unusually low as if she were in trouble. "What's wrong with the brat?"
Goku glanced down at his daughter with a frown. Her refusal to tell him the truth about the broach had only caused him to become even angrier with her. "She's gotten herself into some trouble."
Vejita grinned. "So that's what that fight was all about yesterday."
Usagi looked up with a red nose. She was ready to cry already and nothing had even really happened. The thoughts of the day before were already wearing on her emotions again. "We didn't fight."
Vejita smirked. This would be too much fun. "Oh? Then what were those power levels I felt yesterday? You and that bratty boy were fighting, and then it was you and Kakarotto. Did you finally realize that he's an idiot?"
Usagi frowned. "My daddy isn't an idiot! You're the idiot!"
Goku glared at his daughter. "Usagi! You can't deny that we fought! Even Vejita felt it!"
Usagi lowered her head with clenched fists. "We didn't, I know we didn't."
Vejita chuckled. He was enjoying this all too much. He had been mad to stand by and listen to how perfect Usagi was from Bulma for the past twelve years, but finally she had done something to get herself into trouble with even her father who was never angry with her. "I told you the brat was a trouble maker, didn't I?"
Goku rubbed his teeth together as he looked away from Vejita. "Where's Bulma?"
"Right here." Replied a woman's voice from behind.
Goku turned around to the sound of the voice, his frown slowly disappearing. He was only angry with Usagi, no one else. "Great."
Bulma, who had grease all over her shirt looked at Goku, but soon let her eyes travel down to the upset child at his side. "Hi, Usagi." It was obvious at her first look that Usagi was in a heap of trouble. The last time she had seen her look like that was when she had returned from the past and her mother laid into her. She looked back up at Goku in confusion. "What's up?"
Goku ignored his daughter, as well as Vejita who was making snickers toward her. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the broach he had confiscated from Usagi the night before. "Have you ever seen this?"
Bulma reached out and grabbed the item Goku held for her and grabbed it out of his hand. She had indeed seen it before, but no where other than in Usagi's possession. "Nope. Why?"
Goku sighed with great relief. Although he was asking around, he hoped with all his heart that no one had seen it before. He didn't want his daughter to be a thief. He would pick liar over a thief any day. But it still troubled him that she wouldn't tell him when he asked, and he wouldn't threaten her to make her talk. He would just keep asking until she finally told him the truth behind the broach. "No reason."
Bulma looked back down at Usagi. Feeling bad, and not knowing the problem, she knelt down. "What's wrong, Usagi?"
Usagi didn't lift her view from the ground. "Nothing."
Vejita snorted. "Nothing?"
Bulma looked up to her husband. "Shut up, Vejita."
Vejita frowned. "The brat got herself into some major trouble. She tried to kill Kakarotto last night."
Usagi frowned as she lifted her head. That was the one thing that would get her lively. "No I didn't!"
Vejita grinned. "Then what was that fight you had last night? Just a little way to show your father you care?" He looked up at Goku. "I don't know how you're raisin the kid, but keep doing whatever it is you're doing. She's a killer, a true Saiyan at heart."
Usagi growled as she jumped for Vejita. "I am NOT!" She latched herself around his back and dug her nails into his chest. "I didn't try to kill him! I didn't do anything! Stop saying so!"
Bulma jumped away from the action with a gasp. "Usagi... no...."
Acting fast, Goku ripped his daughter off of the shorter Saiyan's back, though it was a struggle. Usagi had wrapped herself around him pretty tightly. Even without power of her Ki aiding her she was pretty strong. "Usagi! Get off NOW!"
Upon hearing her father's voice, Usagi unlatched herself from Vejita, though not before drawing blood with her nails. She wouldn't put up with being slandered by him, or anyone else for that matter. She only stopped because she didn't want to cause more tension between herself and father. Not that it mattered. Her actions were already done. "I'm not a killer! I'm not a killer! I'm not ..."
Goku put his hand over his daughter's mouth to calm her down. He had to admit, he didn't much blame her actions. He didn't agree with Vejita at all. Usagi wasn't a killer, she was just troubled, well, from what he could tell. "We know you're not a killer."
Bulma ran to her husband and punched him in the face. "No, Usagi ISN'T a killer! YOU are!"
Goku didn't set Usagi down. There was no real reason to. "Vejita, Usagi may be in trouble, but that doesn't mean I've gone completely against her! You may be heartless enough to go against one of your children when they make a mistake, but I'm not!" He looked down at his daughter, still with a frown. "But don't think I'm going easy on you either."
Usagi gulped as she looked up at Vejita, who was glaring back at her. It was nice to hear from her father that he wasn't against her, but she still didn't understand what was going on. It was like one of those stories where the main character falls asleep and doesn't remember anything. That's exactly what she felt like at that moment. She knew of nothing that these people spoke of.
(Done! Less than I was going to put in this chapter. I guess I got a little carried away with detailing feelings, but oh well. It's still about ten pages long. Hope you liked it. See ya later! Hopefully tomorrow! ^_~ )
Usagi had a hard time getting to sleep that night. It was already about ten by the time she had been put in her room by her father and she was anything but tired. In fact, she didn't even think she would be able to sleep after a night like that. That entire day had been weird. She hadn't started out on good terms with her parents, which had really started it all. If she only would have told her father what the broach was that morning when she had the chance none of this would have happened. Or would it have? Really, they had no reason to be so mean to her. She didn't understand what was going on. She didn't understand her wrong doings. Her parents spoke of all these things she had done, yet she had no memory of them. She knew them too well to know her parents wouldn't just come up with a reason to hate her all of a sudden. They loved her, and she loved them back. Well, actually, not anymore. That was apparent. Her love was no longer mutual with her parents. It was obvious they still loved each other, but hated her.
As Usagi thought more and more about what just took place, more and more tears spilled out of her eyes. She tried to stop herself, to be strong, but it just wasn't happening. She hadn't felt this bad since her first days of school when virtually everyone in her class hated her. She had learned to cope with the pain though. She had learned a valuable lesson from her family. If she didn't care about the person who was making fun of her, then it didn't matter what they thought. But there was a major problem here. She couldn't dismiss her parents for she loved them too much for that. She couldn't stop replaying what had just happened in her head over and over again. Time after time she could only see their frowning faces, and her father's face directly in hers with nothing but hate written in his eyes.
Usagi buried her face into her pillow and let her tears spill out. She held nothing back for she was all alone with no one to support her but her friends. That was it. Her friends knew what happened. They had seen her just vanish in the middle of a sentence. Surely they had worried about her. She would talk to them the next day at school. They would tell her parents what had happened. Her parents would surely believe their word. They had to. Otherwise she knew of nothing she could do to make them accept her again and not hate her.
~*~*~
Her thoughts went on and on for the rest of that night. Her mind was much too confused and worried to truly rest. All she was able to do that night was cry. Buy the time she had three hours left before she was meant to get up and go to school she hadn't slept a bit. She had spent the entire night crying softly to herself.
Her parents had long since gone to sleep, but not before they talked about what they were going to do with her. Something in which they still had yet to decipher. Listening to them had only caused to upset the young Saiyan child even further.
About two and a half hours Usagi finally drifted to sleep without realizing it. Her body and emotions had finally had enough. She was long over due for a rest, but she knew she would be waking up any time by the sound of her alarm. When that happened, she would have to face her parents yet again and tramp off to yet another day of school. She considered herself quite lucky to be going to school instead of having to stay home with her parents, but it wouldn't be that way the next day for it would be Saturday, a day in which school was not in session. But there was still the journey to school. Her father would have to take her himself, now that she was powerless and all. She still couldn't believe he did that. He took away the very thing that had established her as a person in her school. Everyone had started to respect her because of her power, without it, she felt like a nobody, like something was missing. But this all obviously didn't matter to her parents. They seemed to take no care in the fact that they were tearing her emotions apart from the very center of her being.
~*~*~
Goku was the first to wake that morning. His thoughts wouldn't allow him to sleep past six A.M. Much like Usagi, he had had a hard time getting to sleep the night before. He replayed the day's events over and over in his head remembering every detail, especially when Usagi claimed to hate him over and over. That was the most vivid of his memories. But now that he was awake all he could think about was what would happen later, when Usagi would be awake. To tell the truth, he hadn't really thought of that at all. He had been more worried about finding Usagi and trying to find out what was going on that he hadn't the time to think of what he would do today. He didn't even know how he would discipline Usagi for her behavior. Surely a good grounding wasn't nearly enough for what she had done. But now as the tension was beginning to calm, he didn't want to be too harsh, yet he still didn't want to be too lenient. It would probably be a few days before he actually came up with something. But he did know one thing for sure, he would be paying a visit to Bulma, Videl, and then Piccolo if nothing came up with the two girls. He wanted to know exactly what was up with Usagi's broach, even if the child wasn't willing to spill the truth.
Goku slowly lifted himself out of bed and quietly crept to the door so as to not wake his wife. She too had found it hard to get to sleep and he didn't want to wake her up earlier than she had to. Upon leaving his room, he crossed the living room and made his way across the room directly to his daughter's. He was certain she had had a hard time calming down and falling asleep. When she had woken up from being knocked out the night before she had been quite hysterical. All he could remember was the tears in her eyes and her cries of denial. Because of that his heart had been torn even further yet, but he didn't believe her, he couldn't believe her, not after what she pulled. It would take a while for him to begin to believe her again, something he desperately wanted to be able to do again. All he wanted was for things to return back to the way they had been the morning before. He wanted Usagi back to the way she was before, a caring, loving daughter. He knew this had to be a recent change, not something that had been going on long term. She would have shown signs long before this of her hate. No, something truly horrible had to have happened, and Goku hoped and wished that there wasn't something mentally wrong with his daughter.
He quietly opened the door to his daughter's room and peered in at the sleeping girl. She seemed so happy and carefree now, but that would all change when she would wake. The house would turn from peaceful to chaotic once again. He wasn't sure how they were going to get through this, but he would do anything to get his daughter back, anything to make her see that he and Chi-Chi loved her.
He made his way to Usagi in her bed and gently placed his hand on her head. He remembered watching her sleep as a toddler like this. He was always able to tell what she was dreaming by the movements and sounds she would make every so often, weather it was happy dream, or a nightmare. He smiled to himself. Those days seemed so far away now. Lately, there seemed to be so much drama that real peace would never be achieved. It seemed as though there was always trouble with Mamoru, school, or a new invading enemy. Now with this new threat things seemed even more out of hand. With Usagi's recent up-stir Goku hadn't even been able to think of a plan of attack when an attack took place, something he had planned to do that night after he pried the truth out of his daughter. So much for that. Usagi had sure chosen a good time to do this.
As his thought progressed, he was taken back to how this could have all come about. At first the thought maybe amnesia. And why not? It was perfectly plausible. But then again, not, at the same time. Usagi wouldn't have remembered anything if she had had amnesia. If she had somehow gotten it before she came home the first time, she wouldn't have even known who she was, let alone who her parents were. If she had gotten it after that, she STILL wouldn't have known anything. She wouldn't have known that he was her father when he first came to take her home. She wouldn't have known that Chi-Chi was her mother when she woke up from being knocked out.
Amnesia obviously wasn't the answer. Maybe he would have to look at this from another point. Maybe the enemy somehow did something to her to make her turn against all those she loved, but how? He had been able to track her power ever since the school day had ended. First he felt her power almost all the way up and at sanctuary, and then again when she fought with Mamoru and totally defeated him at top power. Then he remembered how Usagi had told him that Tatsuo had knocked her out and she hadn't been awake until that night. He knew for a fact that that wasn't true. First, why would Tatsuo knock her out? Tatsuo had nothing to do with this situation. Second, she had been home, there was no denying that. It wasn't anyone else. It WAS Usagi. He felt her power specifically. There was no difference between appearance or power, only attitude. He HAD found something strange about the attitude change, but that didn't matter. Attitude can change, power and appearance can't. He was certain it was Usagi who had had the falling out with him.
Goku pulled his hand away from his daughter with a sigh. He hated having to be in this situation. He slightly perked his head up at the sound of a soft footstep behind him. "Chi-Chi?" He asked as he turned away from his daughter to stand facing his wife.
Chi-Chi glanced down at her daughter only but for a second. "Having regrets?"
Goku pulled completely away from his daughter's bed to approach his wife. He figured she was awake for the same reasons she was. "Why would I?"
Chi-Chi shrugged. She actually hadn't expected such a vague answer from him. She had expected more of an answer along the lines of 'yes'. "Because, you're Goku."
Goku frowned. "What's that got to do with anything?"
Again, the woman shrugged. She didn't really like the responses she was getting from her husband. Although, she couldn't really blame him. She could sense his stress. This entire situation was taking a toll on him. She hadn't seen him truly angry in... well... ever actually. He had always been a loving husband and father never to raise his voice and actually stay angry for more than about half a day or more. And when he slept, he was usually completely over things. "Come on, Goku." She replied as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "You know exactly what I mean. You've always been kind, and extra forgiving. That's the only reason why Gohan and Goten ever survived childhood, and even Usagi. They've all had their fair share of mischief, and whose always there to protect them from my wrath, as it's called? You are. This is what I've been complaining about all along. You never get angry at the kids. I just expected you to want to go easy on her now that you've had time to think."
Goku continued to frown as he looked into his wife's eyes. He wasn't necessarily mad at her, it was more like he was angry about everything. He was angry that there was an attack, he was worried that the Black Star Dragon Balls would be used to do some real damage on the Earth, he was angry with and worried about his daughter. "Are you saying you want me to go easy on her?"
Chi-Chi shook her head. That wasn't what she had been trying to get at, at all. In fact, if it were up to her, which it would probably end up being, she would really dig into her daughter in the morning. First she would revoke the child's privileges of going to a public school with her friends. She would then teach her daughter herself, just as she had with Gohan and Goten. "No, Goku. I don't want you to go easy on her. Be as tough as you want. After what she pulled, she deserves it. I'm just not used to seeing you take the initiative as a parent. I'm usually the one to have to do it."
Goku sighed as he looked back down at his slumbering daughter. He didn't like the sound of that last sentence. He didn't want the job of taking the initiative, but he didn't want Usagi to think she could walk all over him and treat him like crap. Although he had always been more like a friend then a father when it came to discipline, he was still just that, her father. She had to know her boundaries. "Don't get used to it."
Chi-Chi smiled softly up at him. "Good. I don't want you to change. I love you just the way you are."
Goku couldn't help but smile back at that one. "Come on." He said as he pulled out of his wife's grip and began walking toward the door to leave.
"Just a minute." Chi-Chi hopped over to her daughter's alarm clock and turned it off. "Let her sleep. She's had a long night."
Goku smiled even wider. He too had thought of letting the girl sleep in later, letting her skip school. But he was certain that Chi-Chi would have a fit and go on about how school is too important to be missed. "What's the sudden change?"
Chi-Chi shrugged. "She may be in trouble, but I still love her, she's my baby. Making her get up and go to school would just put more stress on her. I'll let her skip today..." She grinned. "But ONLY today. Don't you be getting any funny ideas about keeping her from her studies."
Goku smirked as he wrapped his arm around Chi-Chi's shoulders, who was just joining. He knew better than to try and take Usagi out of school without Chi-Chi's permission unless it was an emergency. That was just NOT something that he wanted to cross. "Got it."
~*~*~
Around Eleven that morning, Usagi woke from her slumber with a splitting headache. She opened her eyes at the sound of a bird pecking its tiny beak on her window, creating a loud clanking sound, well, loud to a Saiyan with acute hearing abilities. With a single yawn, she realized how bright her room was, which wasn't usual for the time of morning she had to wake up. Normally, her room would be pitch black, but not on this particular morning. Worried that she had slept right through her alarm, something she deemed almost impossible, she quickly darted a glance at her clock, which read a quarter to Eleven. She HAD overslept. Her alarm wasn't even on. Had she forgotten to turn it on? No. Impossible. She distinctly remembered turning it back on after turning it off the day before like she always had so she wouldn't forget to turn it on before she went to bed. Someone had to have turned it off, but who? Her parents? No. Couldn't be. Her mother would never allow her to stay home.
Letting her thoughts get diverted to her parents, Usagi sat up and swung her legs over the edge of her bed only to be greeted with a high pressure pain running from the bottom over her back all the way up to the base of her head. She let out a whimper, though trying to stay quiet as not to wake her parents. Those were two people she didn't want to deal with right at the moment. She wanted time to herself to think about what had just taken place the night before, even though she had done plenty of it before she drifted off to sleep. Truthfully, it wasn't that she wanted to keep away from them, it was more that she was afraid to face them. She didn't understand at all what she had done to deserve such a mental beating. She had never said that she hated her parents. She had never even thought such a thing. She always loved her parents, and they always loved her. Furthermore, she would have NEVER disowned her father. How could they think she would? She didn't have a death wish. If she had, she would have straight up disowned him right there and then last night when she had the chance. With the way he was acting out she was certain that he was going to haul off and hit her more than the one time he had. Last night, she had truly been afraid of her parents. None of that seemed to matter right now though. Usagi wanted to cleanse her mind of yesterday's happenings.
Wanting to cry, Usagi forced herself to stand to her feet. She wondered if her parents were already awake. She hoped they weren't. That would only work to cause more problems. With her aches and pains, Usagi slowly made her way to her door. She couldn't hear any sounds coming from the other room, which was a good sign. Maybe her parents weren't awake yet. Maybe they had been kept up so late that they were too tired to wake up. She could only hope as she slowly began to open the door.
Usagi let out an almost silent gasp as she peered out and quickly pulled her head back in her room. To her horror, she had seen her father lying out on the sofa, asleep. That was something she surely hadn't expected. Why was he there, she had wondered. He never slept out in the living room. Was he expecting her to try and escape? That was nonsense if he was. She would never try to leave. If she had only known that this wasn't the real reason for her father's presence in the living room. Once he and Chi-Chi left their daughter's room earlier he was unable to sleep, so he slipped out into the living room to do some more thinking, but found himself asleep in less than an hour.
Usagi breathed heavily as she attempted to leave her room once again. She knew her father was easily awakened, which meant she would have to tiptoe her way out of the living room. She wouldn't let his presence keep her from going about her business. Her main goal was to make it to the kitchen for she hadn't eaten since the day before at lunch. She was starving, and after a night like she had had, why wouldn't she be?
Usagi slowly crept across the room as quietly as she could. She didn't have the luxury of being able to float over the ground anymore now that her power had been taken away, which she still couldn't believe. But it didn't much matter now. It would be futile to try and get it back. It wouldn't return until a month from now. She stopped at the opening of the hallway and turned back to look at her sleeping father. She felt not the slightest bit of anger toward him. She was too confused to be angry. She hoped that this whole ordeal would pass over soon so things could go back to normal.
Turning back to make be on her way, she accidentally hit the wall with her arm, causing a loud thud to come about. She paused rather quickly and turned back to her father. He still seemed to be sleeping. With a sigh of relief she turned back on her way, this time being more careful. But it was too late. She was stopped by the voice of her father.
"Usagi..." Goku slowly sat up with a groggy yawn. He looked at his daughter, expecting to see her packed and ready to leave. But, to his surprise, she wasn't even dressed in regular cloths. She was dressed in her pajamas, which he guessed she had gotten into after he had already gone to bed that night. She had most likely been too shaken up by their most recent conflict after he had laid out the rules for her. It was at that moment upon seeing that she wasn't trying to leave that he relaxed a bit. But he was still curious as to what she was doing. "Where are you going?"
Usagi turned back to her father, afraid that he might lash out at her again. She wanted avoid another episode like last night at all costs. "I'm hungry." Goku gave a slight nod of approval, but still stood up and approached Usagi. Usagi stepped away from her father, afraid of what he might do. "I'm ... I'm not trying to ... to leave."
Goku stopped mid-step. He wasn't even worried about her leaving. And even if she had, she wouldn't be able to get too far before he would get her. "I'm not saying you are." He said abruptly, causing Usagi to bounce back even further. He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. She seemed to be much more jittery now than before. She was quite calm and much more civil now than she was the day before. He almost felt sorry for her, almost. How could he really? Feeling sorry for her would be giving into her temper tantrum. "Get something to eat and then get yourself dressed."
Usagi cocked her head to the side in confusion. "Where are we going? School?"
Goku shook his head. "No. Just get dressed. We have a few things we have to do." And that was all he said. He turned away from Usagi and walked into his room to get himself ready.
Usagi gulped as she to went about what she was originally going to do. That hadn't gone as she planned, but that was a good thing. At first, she had expected her father to tear into her, but he hadn't. His compassion had proven to still be around, which was a good thing. If her father was anything like her mother, like he had been the night before, she would have never survived the coming days, mentally. But her father seemed to have calmed down and was now acting like every other time she had been punished by him.
With a fast beating heart, she slowly made her way for the kitchen, but her appetite was suddenly gone. She didn't know if she could eat when she was this upset. With a shrug and a sigh, she continued to make her way to get food. She needed SOMETHING to eat, no matter how small. She knew how important it was to eat, even if she wasn't feeling up to it.
~*~*~
Chi-Chi woke up to the sound of drawers being slammed closed and ripped open. "What's going on?" She slowly propped herself upward into a sitting position and looked up at Goku, who was already dressed.
It had only been ten minutes since he had told Usagi to get ready, and he was already chomping at the bit to leave. He didn't want to wait for her to finish eating and get dressed. He wanted to leave now. He wanted to get to the bottom of things so he could once again concentrate on what was going on with the new enemy. He wanted that to be his main focus point. "I'm taking Usagi."
Chi-Chi frowned as she wrapped her blankets around her shoulders with a shiver. The room had been colder this morning than usual, especially since Goku had not been there to keep her warm like usual. "Where?!"
Goku sat down on the foot of his bed and slipped his weighted shoes on. "Dende said that Usagi's broach could be hundreds of years old."
Chi-Chi frowned even harder as she leaned forward. "And this is relevant because...?"
"He thinks it might have been something passed down from a family member to another family member. Maybe Bulma or Videl know something about it." He frowned at the thought that Usagi, his daughter, would have stolen such a valuable item, but she had been acting strange lately so there's no telling what she's done without his knowing.
Chi-Chi sighed as she flopped back down. "So now my daughter is a thief?" She covered her face with her hands. She didn't want to be hearing this. She didn't want to be discussing this. She had NEVER dealt with anything quite like this. Sure she had been able to deal with many problems her children had caused, but this was just over the line. She didn't know what to do at all. She was glad Goku was here to help her along. She wasn't sure she could do it without him. Of course, there were always Gohan and Goten, but she couldn't expect them to solve her problems for her. "She denied having stole it last night, though."
Goku nodded. That was true. "I know. But I don't know if I can believe her."
"True." She sat up again, her frown having disappeared. "I know you too well to believe those are the only places you're going."
Goku grinned. He had been around so long that Chi-Chi was actually able to predict his decisions. "I'm not sure. It depends on what kind of answers I get."
Chi-Chi threw down her blankets and slid off the bed. "I'm going with you."
Goku shook his head as he looked up in the general direction of his wife. "No you aren't."
Chi-Chi frowned as she crossed her arms over her chest. "And just why not?"
Goku too stood to join his wife. "Just let me do this alone, alright?"
Chi-Chi narrowed her frown into a tight little glare as she dropped her hands to her side. "I have just as much of a right to be there as you do, Goku! If you don't let me go I'll..."
"You'll what?"
Chi-Chi growled. She knew she was in a state of defeat before she even said anything. Goku had obviously made up his mind, and she knew as well as the next person that no one could change that. And although she wanted to be there when Usagi was asked about the broach, she knew it was just as well that she not. Knowing her temper she would start yelling at Usagi and only work to make things worse. "What are you planning?"
Goku lowered his head as he scratched his neck. "Nothing. I just want to do this alone."
Chi-Chi slammed her hand into the wall, though not creating a hole. "She's my daughter to you know."
Goku nodded. "I know. I need time to think. I don't need another person along."
Chi-Chi nodded as she lowered her head. "You're lucky that I'm not in the mood to argue with you, Goku." She brought back her hand with a sigh. She actually didn't mind that she wasn't going to be able to go. She was tired of always being the one in charge. It was a nice change to be the carefree one, though she would still worry about what was going on.
Goku smiled. "Thanks for understanding." He knew Chi-Chi wasn't too upset about his decision. She was too mentally worn out to deal with this, which was one of the reasons why he wouldn't let her go. He wanted her to have a rest and he wanted time alone with his daughter. "I better go round up Usagi."
At that moment the two parents' attentions were brought to their door, which was being opened. Shortly after, they noticed a foot step in, which was followed by the rest of their daughter, who was fully clothed and ready to leave. Once she had gotten into the kitchen, she had tried to eat, but it just wasn't happening. Instead, she went back to her room and got dressed to leave as her father had instructed. Usagi looked at both of her parents, who obviously hadn't expected her to come in at that moment as they just started at her with curiosity. "Did you guys know there's a hole in one of the walls in the kitchen?"
Goku and Chi-Chi both shared a look of remembrance, though only Chi-Chi chose to act upon it. "Yes, Usagi, we did. Your father did that after you ran off!"
Usagi flinched back a bit. Obviously her mother wasn't going to be as soft on her as her father was. She knew for a fact that she didn't run off, but it was useless to ague with her parents. It would only cause them to become angry again, which was something she wanted to avoid. She knew she would get no where with her mother, she never had. If she was going to get anywhere with anyone, it would be her father. So, she just lowered her head with no response.
Goku looked back at his wife with a nod. "Let's go." He turned back to his daughter and grabbed her by the wrist, careful not to be too rough with her as her body had taken quite a beating in the last couple of days. Usagi only had a chance to look up to her father in question of their whereabouts, though she was unable to say anything before she had been teleported away with him.
Chi-Chi was once again left at home alone to wonder what was going on. But she didn't mind this time. This would give her a chance to collect her thoughts. Deciding to take a bubble bath, she turned to the bathroom with absolutely no expression on her face.
~*~*~
Goku's first destination was Bulma's, Capsule Corporation. He teleported directly to the front door of the residential area, but he didn't knock on the door or ring the bell right away. There were still a few things he wanted to clear up. If he could get Usagi to say something about the broach, he wouldn't have to worry about disrupting other's lives to ask them about it.
Turning to his daughter, he gripped her shoulders and knelt before her. His face told no anger, yet no happiness at the same time. "You know why we're here?"
Usagi nodded. She knew exactly why she was here. She could remember very clearly how her father accused her of stealing the broach from Bulma or Videl. She didn't mind being here either for she knew nothing would happen. Bulma and Videl knew nothing of the broach. But, she did wish that she could talk to Luna. She wanted badly to tell her parents the truth. But it was her sworn duty not to tell. She had promised Luna, as well as her other mother, the Queen of the Moon that she would not tell a single soul, and she planned to keep to that agreement until she got permission otherwise. This was one thing she wouldn't budge about. "Yes, daddy, I know."
Goku gritted his teeth. "Why don't you tell me what's up with this broach and then we don't have to go through this. Just make it easier on yourself."
Usagi grinned. "I'm not having a hard time with this because I know I didn't steal it from anyone. I already told you that."
Goku frowned. That wasn't exactly the reply he had been looking for. "I don't care if you didn't steal it or not. The point is that you're not telling me everything. I know that your broach has some importance to the enemy. Until you tell me what it is I'm going to ask everyone." He sighed as he lowered his head. Usagi said nothing, she just stared at her father, perfectly content. Goku looked back up before long. "Look, I know you're in a lot of trouble, and you're just trying to keep yourself out of even more trouble. If you tell me now, I won't be mad."
Usagi frowned as she tried to pull away from her father, but his grip was too strong. "You're already mad at me."
"I won't lie to you. I AM mad at you, but it's your own fault." Without allowing his daughter to say another word, he stood up and let go of her shoulders. "Now, are you going to tell me or not?"
Usagi clenched her hands into two fists as she looked down at the ground. It hurt her to lie outright like this to him. She never thought she would be lying to him again, but she couldn't help it. A promise was a promise and she would have to honor it until otherwise specified. She knew if she told him most of her stress would be gone as she would have backup from her friends, as well as the Moon to get her out of this mess, but she wouldn't back out of her promise. Her father would understand in due time. "No."
Goku frowned harder with a growl as he grabbed her by the arm and yanked her forward. "Fine!" Goku led Usagi to the door and knocked on it as hard as he could, well, as hard as he could without knocking it in.
An angry thump was heard from behind it, which was followed by the door itself being ripped open. There stood an angry Saiyan prince with sweat running down his entire body. It was obviously that he had been training hard and was on a break. "What the hell do you want, Kakarotto?" Goku said nothing as he guided Usagi in and then pushed his own way in. Vejita frowned as he slammed the door shut and glared at the small brat next to his rival. "Shouldn't the kid be in school?"
Goku frowned as he turned back to Vejita. "Where's Bulma?"
Vejita growled as he rushed forward and grabbed Goku by the front of the shirt and pulled him down to be face to face with the taller saiyan. "You don't just walk into MY house and start demanding my woman's presence! Now what the hell do you want?!"
Goku, for once, reacted to Vejita. He let go of Usagi and placed his hand on Vejita's arm. "Can it, Vejita!" He pulled Vejita's hand away from his shirt and pushed him away.
That was all that was needed to cause Vejita to become enraged. "You bastard!" He stopped himself short of going onto his normal rants and looked down at Usagi who held her head unusually low as if she were in trouble. "What's wrong with the brat?"
Goku glanced down at his daughter with a frown. Her refusal to tell him the truth about the broach had only caused him to become even angrier with her. "She's gotten herself into some trouble."
Vejita grinned. "So that's what that fight was all about yesterday."
Usagi looked up with a red nose. She was ready to cry already and nothing had even really happened. The thoughts of the day before were already wearing on her emotions again. "We didn't fight."
Vejita smirked. This would be too much fun. "Oh? Then what were those power levels I felt yesterday? You and that bratty boy were fighting, and then it was you and Kakarotto. Did you finally realize that he's an idiot?"
Usagi frowned. "My daddy isn't an idiot! You're the idiot!"
Goku glared at his daughter. "Usagi! You can't deny that we fought! Even Vejita felt it!"
Usagi lowered her head with clenched fists. "We didn't, I know we didn't."
Vejita chuckled. He was enjoying this all too much. He had been mad to stand by and listen to how perfect Usagi was from Bulma for the past twelve years, but finally she had done something to get herself into trouble with even her father who was never angry with her. "I told you the brat was a trouble maker, didn't I?"
Goku rubbed his teeth together as he looked away from Vejita. "Where's Bulma?"
"Right here." Replied a woman's voice from behind.
Goku turned around to the sound of the voice, his frown slowly disappearing. He was only angry with Usagi, no one else. "Great."
Bulma, who had grease all over her shirt looked at Goku, but soon let her eyes travel down to the upset child at his side. "Hi, Usagi." It was obvious at her first look that Usagi was in a heap of trouble. The last time she had seen her look like that was when she had returned from the past and her mother laid into her. She looked back up at Goku in confusion. "What's up?"
Goku ignored his daughter, as well as Vejita who was making snickers toward her. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the broach he had confiscated from Usagi the night before. "Have you ever seen this?"
Bulma reached out and grabbed the item Goku held for her and grabbed it out of his hand. She had indeed seen it before, but no where other than in Usagi's possession. "Nope. Why?"
Goku sighed with great relief. Although he was asking around, he hoped with all his heart that no one had seen it before. He didn't want his daughter to be a thief. He would pick liar over a thief any day. But it still troubled him that she wouldn't tell him when he asked, and he wouldn't threaten her to make her talk. He would just keep asking until she finally told him the truth behind the broach. "No reason."
Bulma looked back down at Usagi. Feeling bad, and not knowing the problem, she knelt down. "What's wrong, Usagi?"
Usagi didn't lift her view from the ground. "Nothing."
Vejita snorted. "Nothing?"
Bulma looked up to her husband. "Shut up, Vejita."
Vejita frowned. "The brat got herself into some major trouble. She tried to kill Kakarotto last night."
Usagi frowned as she lifted her head. That was the one thing that would get her lively. "No I didn't!"
Vejita grinned. "Then what was that fight you had last night? Just a little way to show your father you care?" He looked up at Goku. "I don't know how you're raisin the kid, but keep doing whatever it is you're doing. She's a killer, a true Saiyan at heart."
Usagi growled as she jumped for Vejita. "I am NOT!" She latched herself around his back and dug her nails into his chest. "I didn't try to kill him! I didn't do anything! Stop saying so!"
Bulma jumped away from the action with a gasp. "Usagi... no...."
Acting fast, Goku ripped his daughter off of the shorter Saiyan's back, though it was a struggle. Usagi had wrapped herself around him pretty tightly. Even without power of her Ki aiding her she was pretty strong. "Usagi! Get off NOW!"
Upon hearing her father's voice, Usagi unlatched herself from Vejita, though not before drawing blood with her nails. She wouldn't put up with being slandered by him, or anyone else for that matter. She only stopped because she didn't want to cause more tension between herself and father. Not that it mattered. Her actions were already done. "I'm not a killer! I'm not a killer! I'm not ..."
Goku put his hand over his daughter's mouth to calm her down. He had to admit, he didn't much blame her actions. He didn't agree with Vejita at all. Usagi wasn't a killer, she was just troubled, well, from what he could tell. "We know you're not a killer."
Bulma ran to her husband and punched him in the face. "No, Usagi ISN'T a killer! YOU are!"
Goku didn't set Usagi down. There was no real reason to. "Vejita, Usagi may be in trouble, but that doesn't mean I've gone completely against her! You may be heartless enough to go against one of your children when they make a mistake, but I'm not!" He looked down at his daughter, still with a frown. "But don't think I'm going easy on you either."
Usagi gulped as she looked up at Vejita, who was glaring back at her. It was nice to hear from her father that he wasn't against her, but she still didn't understand what was going on. It was like one of those stories where the main character falls asleep and doesn't remember anything. That's exactly what she felt like at that moment. She knew of nothing that these people spoke of.
(Done! Less than I was going to put in this chapter. I guess I got a little carried away with detailing feelings, but oh well. It's still about ten pages long. Hope you liked it. See ya later! Hopefully tomorrow! ^_~ )