A Different Kind of Seeing
By: Megami-sama
Summary: After the fight with Cell, Gohan has become blind. He discovered a new type of vision to help him. And now, Gohan's going to school. Will his life ever be the same again? Gh/V
Chapter Four: My Father, the Clown
Bulma powdered her nose. When she was done, she turned to the four women. "Videl," she said first. "Are you going to come to my husband's birthday party, along with your other two friends I met today?"
Videl nodded. "I'm sure Sharpener and Erasa wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Good. And aren't you a fighter as well?"
"Yes, but nowhere as good as my father," Videl replied.
#18 snorted. "You're a lot stronger than you think. The one time I remember seeing him, he was just a bit weaker than you are. Have you ever fought against your father?" Videl shook her head no. "With a little effort, you could beat him."
Videl looked surprise at this new information. She doubted the older woman's words were true but she just might try to spar with her father later. Who knows, the blonde just might be right.
ChiChi cut into Videl's thoughts. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, I need a way to get Vegeta out of the GR and to the party. I was going to get Gohan to spar with him but I realized that wouldn't do. I was wondering if you would ask Vegeta to train you tomorrow."
"No, Bulma you can't let her do that! Vegeta would kill her! She's going to marry my baby and live a long healthy life and give me lots of grandchildren."
Videl blush at ChiChi's out burst. Nobody notice as Bulma and ChiChi yelled at each other. #18 shook her blond head at the two women's tirade. Lunch was looking back and forth between the women. She never remember seeing two people argue like this before. It was a little shocking.
"Um," she said, "maybe you should ask Videl if she would want to do it." Lunch was surprise that Bulma and ChiChi heard her.
"Fine," both of them said.
Videl thought Gohan's mother was over reacting. Surely, Vegeta couldn't be stronger than her father, and if #18 were right, she would be strong enough to hold her own ground with him. "Sure, I'll do it."
"You don't know what you're saying! Vegeta has killed over a million people. Who knows what he would do next!"
Bulma turn to her friend and glared at her. "For your information, Vegeta hasn't killed anyone since I married him."
"He tried to kill my Goku!"
"Almost everyone has tried to kill Goku since he was twelve."
Goku? thought Videl. As in Son Goku? The famous martial artist, Goku? He's Gohan's father? Videl couldn't believe it. She would have thought as Son Goku's son, Gohan would be a great fighter.
"I wouldn't worry about her," #18 said as she walked out of the bathroom. "Gohan would kill Vegeta if he even hurts his mate."
"Yeah, and you could always threaten him with your…frying pan?" Lunch told the angry raven hair woman before she followed #18 out.
ChiChi brighten up. "That would work. All saiyans are afraid of my frying pan. Lets go back. If the food has arrived, we don't want the boys to eat it all." The remaining women agreed and hurried back to the tables.
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Goten went to the bathroom as fast as he could. The man didn't lied. It smelled horrible in there. They came out of the bathroom gulping for fresh air. Goten thought that he was going to die if he had stayed one more second.
"Hey Trunks," Goten said as they arrived at the table. "They have free candy in the bathroom."
"Really?" Trunks noticed a weird expression in his best friend's eyes but he couldn't place where he'd seen it before. "I guess I better go before dinner comes."
Goten counted to ten before everyone turn towards the bathrooms where his friend had yelled, "Goten! You tricked me! I'm gonna get you!" Goten zipped under the table and lowered his ki.
Trunks ran to the table holding his nose. When he noticed that the Son boy wasn't there, her stopped to find Goten's ki. Of course, Goten was hiding it from him, so he yelled out, "Fine! You stay hiding! I'll just eat your dinner, too!"
No saiyan could ignore a threat like that. Well, maybe Trunks' dad. But then again, Vegeta had some self-restraint that any young saiyan, or Goku for that matter, couldn't find. A voice cried out from under the table telling Trunks that he wouldn't eat his food.
Trunks smirked and crawled under the table. The adult heard shuffling then a fit of giggles. Vegeta hoped that that wasn't his son giggling!
ChiChi, Videl, and Bulma arrived at the table just in time to hear the giggling. Bulma and ChiChi knew better than to comment. They knew that their boys wouldn't cause damage to the restaurant or else their heads would be saying hello to ChiChi's frying pan. It was a threat the women always use but most of the time ignored if the boys thought they could get away with it. And the boys only thought they could get away from it when they were outside. After all, neither woman could fly after their fleeing sons.
"Gohan," Videl said curtly. Gohan froze at whatever he was doing. "Why didn't you mention that your father is the Son Goku?"
Gohan slowly place his folk on the tablecloth. "You didn't ask?"
"I would like to meet your father. He is one of the greatest martial artists of the world. I want to know how he does those tricks he used. Some of them are really believable." Videl suddenly noticed that all conversations had stopped to stare at her. "What?"
ChiChi stood up, her face flaming with anger. "Now, listen up, missy! My Goku never used tricks to do anything! Never! He's too honorable to ever think to do a thing like that. Those so called tricks are real. In fact, everyone at the table except Bulma, Lunch, little Marron, and myself could do them."
Videl's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. Gohan swooped in to rescue her. "Mom," he said gently. "She doesn't know. And most of the people who knows how to do them are here at this time."
ChiChi huffed. "Well, I just wanted to set her straight about it."
Gohan smiled at her before turning to look at Videl. "I'm sorry but you won't be able to meet my father."
Videl frowned. "Why can't I? Is he off training somewhere?"
"Probably," was the only thing he said.
Before Videl could question it, the waiter came to give them all their drinks. The boys came out from under the table to quench their thirst--and to put their plan in motion.
"Videl?" Videl glanced down at the adorable black eyes of Gohan's son. "Do you know martial arts?"
Videl smiled at him. "Yes, I do. My father taught me everything I know. Do you know who my father is?" Goten shook his head. "Hercule Satan."
Goten's face scrunched up as he thought about why that name sounded so familiar. Trunks rolled his eyes at his friend. "He's that goofy man on the TV."
"Oh! I like him! He reminds me of a clown." Goten giggled.
Vegeta reached over to slap Trunks on the head. "Ow! Why did you do that for?" Trunks asked as he rubbed his throbbing head.
Vegeta didn't answer. His son had giggled when he was crawling around under the table. He didn't know what his son was thinking.
Videl laughed at Goten's comment. "Something," she said in a stage whisper, "I believe that too!"
"Is he really strong?"
She nodded. "He has to be. He defeated Cell."
Breaking glass could be heard. Everyone glanced up to see pieces of glass littering the tablecloth. Most of the pieces were embedded into Gohan's now bloody hand that was dripping with the coke he had in this cup.
"Gohan!" everyone shouted. "Are you okay?"
Goten looked like he was about to cry. He knew that the plan wasn't suppose to turn in this direction. Trunks said that talking about Videl's dad would be fun and it would be fun to see Go-Daddy's reaction. This wasn't a funny expression.
ChiChi jumped up and grabbed a cloth napkin. She quickly wrapped it around her son's bloody fist. "Gohan," she scolded lightly. "What happened?"
Gohan shook his head to shake off the daze he had gone into. He was mystified at the state of his hand. "Wha?"
Both ChiChi and Bulma looked at him with concerned. "You don't know why you did it?" questioned the older woman. Gohan shook his head. "Maybe you should have a doctor give you a check up. Vegeta? Do you think that's normal?"
Vegeta snorted. "The boy doesn't need a check up. I'm sure he's fine. It's probably the mention of Cell that set him off in the first place."
Krillin looked across the table in sympathy for his best bud's oldest son. "Hey, Gohan. How 'bout we go outside to talk?"
ChiChi nodded. She saw a waiter with a pitcher of water and grabbed it. "Here, Gohan, you put your hand in this. You're ruining the nice table cloth!"
Gohan got up and followed Krillin. It was a good thing he couldn't see Krillin's eyes. He didn't want sympathy.
"Will he be okay?"
Lunch patted Videl's hand. "It's okay. I knew Gohan's father since he was a child. Nothing could kill that boy. Tien tells me Son Gohan is just like his father. I'm sure he'll be fine.
No body noticed as a certain saiyan prince making his exit.
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Gohan lean against the restaurant's wall and closed his eyes. He didn't even feel the pain in his hand. He let Krillin dunked it into the icy water. Even the chill of the water didn't affect him.
Krillin glanced down changing water, watching the blood take over the whole pitcher in the waning light. "Do you still blame yourself for his death?"
Gohan didn't bother to ask who he was talking about. He closed his eyes as he brought an image of his smiling father. "Most of the times. I should have had took down Cell long before my father had to step in. If I did, Goten would have a father. He wouldn't have had to resort to calling me--or anyone else--'father' because he wanted one. I look at him and I know that it was because of me that he would grow up with a father."
Krillin glanced off in the distances. "Gohan, you know Goku wouldn't want you to blame yourself. Everyone has their pride."
"Dad would never have let something like that happen."
Krillin grin. "Do you know why Goku let Vegeta live?"
"He believed in second chances?"
Krillin shook his head. "Nope. Vegeta living is one of the few times he let his saiyan side win during a battle. He wanted to fight Vegeta later when both of them were at their full power."
"Kind of like what Dad did when he gave Cell a senzu bean?" Gohan looked down at his short friend.
"Yeah, something like that. But you know, they never really did get to battle to the end. Just be glad that you didn't become friends with Cell!" Krillin grin at his little joke.
"Shortie, that wasn't even funny."
The two men turn to see the Saiyan Prince leaning against the wall much like Gohan's earlier stance had been. "Vegeta, what are you doing here?"
"I figure your little speech wasn't what Gohan needed."
Krillin took a defense stance at that. "Oh, yeah? What speech do you think he needs?"
Vegeta righted himself and walked in front of Gohan. He stood still in front of him for several seconds that seemed like hours to all three of them. Krillin and Gohan were startled by the Prince's next words. "Let me tell you a story…"
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M-sama: I'm sooo sorry I haven't been updating anything! But this is the end of the school year! I had more homework all last week then I had in a month! And my finals are starting this Thursday. Plus M-sama has bad eyes and these really weird blackout thingys so on my last day of school, I'm getting my pupils dilated. I heard that's very fun! J/K!!! Anyway, I made this neat little chart thing to tell you where everyone is sitting.
B Chi K 18 M Y MR
Vg| at head of table |
T Gt Gh Vd L T C
Trunks: Actually, M-sama made it cuz she didn't know who was sitting next to who.
M-sama: **makes a face at Trunksie** Anyway, I'm hoping to update one of my other stories next. Hopefully by the end of the month in spite of the busy month ahead of me.
dbz fan--I made a typo error there. It should have been that he couldn't distinguish colors. And he knew that Sharpener had blood hair because someone said something about it.
Chibi Lauryn--Yeah, I totally love my Goten's 'Daddy' faze. I've started several stories with that as the main plot but I never finished them. My mom always told me to combined my ideas and so that's what I did! ^_^
Everyone Else--Once again, I'M SORRY!!! Will ya forgive me and give me a nice review?