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Saiyaman or Buu. Gohan would meet Yusuke and befriend Puu.
Bulma looked at the blood sample through her microscope and jotted down a few notes. Gohan had many things in his bloodstream and she couldn't identify them. Only Dr. Igiegakie knew what it was but Bulma didn't have a clue. She was in another lab because Gohan destroyed the other one. He was still in there and going crazy. They had to leave him alone but she could still hear the destruction in the other room.
Vegeta was in the same room with Bulma just in case Gohan destroyed the room next door and attacked his mate. He was not letting some half-breed hurt his mate.
Bulma sighed as she pulled her eyes back from the eyepiece from the microscope. She rubbed her temples and looked at Vegeta. Her eyes showed her tiredness and the lack of sleep she was getting.
"I don't know what he has," Bulma said in a tired voice. "I can't identify what's in his bloodstream."
"So how are we going to get it out of him," Vegeta asked with his back pressed up against the wall.
"He's not going to like it."
Vegeta nodded. The destruction was still going in the background and Vegeta turned to the next room.
"It evolves a needle, doesn't it?"
"The only way we can get most the stuff out of his system is to make him bring it back up again," Bulma said sitting down in a chair. "It's still in him. Unless he get rid of his waste then he might have a better chance of getting better."
"So making him vomit will help," Vegeta asked. Bulma nodded. "Good luck."
"What do you mean?"
"That doctor did the same thing to him and Gohan kept it all in. He knows how to keep it all down and I doubt that he'll want to go through it again. He's crazy enough as it is."
"Then what can we do?" Bulma looked up at Vegeta for answers but he couldn't think of any. Gohan was not going to trust anybody and there was no way he wanted anything in his body. Bulma sighed as she got up from her chair. The noise next door was gone and Bulma looked at Vegeta.
"I'll check," Vegeta said reading Bulma's mind. She smiled at Vegeta as he left the room to go see if Gohan was okay.
Vegeta looked through the window and saw that the room was a total mess. The lights were out, test tubes were destroyed and the mess was unbearable. Gohan could have killed somebody and wouldn't be able to find the body for days.
Vegeta slowly opened the door and the light from the hallway brought some light into the room. He couldn't find Gohan but a few steps and a shadow in the corner showed the saiyan that he was looking for. Some of the light showed Gohan and showed him curled up in a ball. Gohan lifted up his head when he saw Vegeta approach.
"I didn't mean to," Gohan whispered. Vegeta bent down and blinked.
"We have another lab," Vegeta said.
"Not the lab."
Vegeta was confused and looked where Gohan was looking. On the floor was an empty needle and Vegeta looked back up at Gohan.
"What was it," Vegeta asked. Gohan looked at his arm. Vegeta saw the trail of blood flowing down Gohan's arm. Gohan put his head between his knees.
"I dunno," Gohan answered after a while. "But I don't feel so good."
****
Goku held Gohan upright and Bulma held a budget in between Gohan's legs. The needle that Gohan pierced himself was making him throw up and Bulma could ask for a better accident. It was helping flush all nasty stuff out of his veins, an added bonus, and the food that was sticking around in Gohan's stomach.
Gohan wasn't having much fun. Goku, like Bulma, was pleased that some of the stuff Dr. Igiegakie gave him was finally getting out. Not the best exit but it was helping Gohan all the way. Gohan may have not known it but everyone else did. Even though Gohan was puking out his guts out, he was starting to feel better himself. The accident of the needle was helping him. But what the others were wondering was why Gohan injected himself with something he was afraid of.
Gohan stopped his heaving and caught his breath. He knew more was coming but it took a while to reach the exit. Goku smiled and patted his son on the back.
"See, this isn't bad now is it," Goku said. Gohan glared at his father. "At least you're getting it out of your system."
"I hate you," Gohan said.
"You hate me now but when you get better you'll love me again."
"I agree with the brat," Vegeta said. "I hate you too."
"Vegeta!"
"Goku we all are going to hate you if you make Gohan puke on my bed," Bulma cried. "Now get his head in the budget!"
Goku was quick to react. Since the lab was destroyed and Vegeta didn't want to get his GR a mess, they had to move Gohan to the bedroom. Sure the other lab was perfectly fine but they were afraid that Gohan might panic with all the needles around him and throw them at people. That's what Goten said and he had a point. Vegeta didn't want to get hit with a needle and there was no way Goku was going to be near one.
I know the chapter was short but there is one more left. Dr. Igiegakie is from Yu-Yu Hashiko (sp?) but the name did sound wicked cool, pardon, mondo cool! Sailor Moon says wicked cool and this is a DBZ fic. Oh well.
Please review! Kirby!
Bulma looked at the blood sample through her microscope and jotted down a few notes. Gohan had many things in his bloodstream and she couldn't identify them. Only Dr. Igiegakie knew what it was but Bulma didn't have a clue. She was in another lab because Gohan destroyed the other one. He was still in there and going crazy. They had to leave him alone but she could still hear the destruction in the other room.
Vegeta was in the same room with Bulma just in case Gohan destroyed the room next door and attacked his mate. He was not letting some half-breed hurt his mate.
Bulma sighed as she pulled her eyes back from the eyepiece from the microscope. She rubbed her temples and looked at Vegeta. Her eyes showed her tiredness and the lack of sleep she was getting.
"I don't know what he has," Bulma said in a tired voice. "I can't identify what's in his bloodstream."
"So how are we going to get it out of him," Vegeta asked with his back pressed up against the wall.
"He's not going to like it."
Vegeta nodded. The destruction was still going in the background and Vegeta turned to the next room.
"It evolves a needle, doesn't it?"
"The only way we can get most the stuff out of his system is to make him bring it back up again," Bulma said sitting down in a chair. "It's still in him. Unless he get rid of his waste then he might have a better chance of getting better."
"So making him vomit will help," Vegeta asked. Bulma nodded. "Good luck."
"What do you mean?"
"That doctor did the same thing to him and Gohan kept it all in. He knows how to keep it all down and I doubt that he'll want to go through it again. He's crazy enough as it is."
"Then what can we do?" Bulma looked up at Vegeta for answers but he couldn't think of any. Gohan was not going to trust anybody and there was no way he wanted anything in his body. Bulma sighed as she got up from her chair. The noise next door was gone and Bulma looked at Vegeta.
"I'll check," Vegeta said reading Bulma's mind. She smiled at Vegeta as he left the room to go see if Gohan was okay.
Vegeta looked through the window and saw that the room was a total mess. The lights were out, test tubes were destroyed and the mess was unbearable. Gohan could have killed somebody and wouldn't be able to find the body for days.
Vegeta slowly opened the door and the light from the hallway brought some light into the room. He couldn't find Gohan but a few steps and a shadow in the corner showed the saiyan that he was looking for. Some of the light showed Gohan and showed him curled up in a ball. Gohan lifted up his head when he saw Vegeta approach.
"I didn't mean to," Gohan whispered. Vegeta bent down and blinked.
"We have another lab," Vegeta said.
"Not the lab."
Vegeta was confused and looked where Gohan was looking. On the floor was an empty needle and Vegeta looked back up at Gohan.
"What was it," Vegeta asked. Gohan looked at his arm. Vegeta saw the trail of blood flowing down Gohan's arm. Gohan put his head between his knees.
"I dunno," Gohan answered after a while. "But I don't feel so good."
****
Goku held Gohan upright and Bulma held a budget in between Gohan's legs. The needle that Gohan pierced himself was making him throw up and Bulma could ask for a better accident. It was helping flush all nasty stuff out of his veins, an added bonus, and the food that was sticking around in Gohan's stomach.
Gohan wasn't having much fun. Goku, like Bulma, was pleased that some of the stuff Dr. Igiegakie gave him was finally getting out. Not the best exit but it was helping Gohan all the way. Gohan may have not known it but everyone else did. Even though Gohan was puking out his guts out, he was starting to feel better himself. The accident of the needle was helping him. But what the others were wondering was why Gohan injected himself with something he was afraid of.
Gohan stopped his heaving and caught his breath. He knew more was coming but it took a while to reach the exit. Goku smiled and patted his son on the back.
"See, this isn't bad now is it," Goku said. Gohan glared at his father. "At least you're getting it out of your system."
"I hate you," Gohan said.
"You hate me now but when you get better you'll love me again."
"I agree with the brat," Vegeta said. "I hate you too."
"Vegeta!"
"Goku we all are going to hate you if you make Gohan puke on my bed," Bulma cried. "Now get his head in the budget!"
Goku was quick to react. Since the lab was destroyed and Vegeta didn't want to get his GR a mess, they had to move Gohan to the bedroom. Sure the other lab was perfectly fine but they were afraid that Gohan might panic with all the needles around him and throw them at people. That's what Goten said and he had a point. Vegeta didn't want to get hit with a needle and there was no way Goku was going to be near one.
I know the chapter was short but there is one more left. Dr. Igiegakie is from Yu-Yu Hashiko (sp?) but the name did sound wicked cool, pardon, mondo cool! Sailor Moon says wicked cool and this is a DBZ fic. Oh well.
Please review! Kirby!