Nothing Else Matters
Disclaimer: I'm tired and I have a migraine. Unless you want those, don't sue. ^_^
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter One: Telling Chichi
"What a weakling," a large bald man spat.
A snort came from the shorter man answered him. "I can't believe he'd allow himself to be beaten by his brother," the small man sneered, biting into the arm of his enemy and chewing slowly. "Looks like we're traveling to Earth, Nappa."
"Those ball things they mentioned?" the large one asked curiously.
The warrior with flame-like hair nodded. "Of course."
"I see. What will we wish for, Vejiita-ouji?"
Rolling his eyes, the small man stood up and walked towards two metal pods. "How about immortality?"
Nappa blinked. "Sounds good."
A cruel laugh escaped from Vejiita's mouth. "Yes, it will be good. Let's go, Nappa."
~~~
"Buruma?" Kuririn called, peeking his head into the door. His eyes immediately fell on the blue-haired genius laying on the large bed, her blue eyes open and facing the ceiling.
"Kuririn?" she asked softly, not turning towards him.
"Yeah," he said, stepping into the room. "I heard about..."
"I'm blind, yes."
He sighed. "I know, your father told me. Buruma, we can use the dragon to wish your sight back, it's not a big deal."
She blinked. "We can... can't we?!" She sat up suddenly and smiled. "Thanks, Kuririn. You're the best."
He chuckled softly. "We have a few problems though."
"Like what?"
"For one, Radditzu was killed. But Goku sacrificed himself so that he could be killed."
She gasped and looked towards him, her blue eyes not quite focusing on him. Kuririn winced slightly at her vacant look, a pang of regret hitting him in the stomach. He knew his friend could be a righteous, self-centered bitch, but he did care about her. She had always been so quick tempered and intelligent, her eyes focusing on anything and everything, and her vacant look hurt him. "Son-kun's revival should come first," she began, before Kuririn's polite cough interrupted her.
"Yes, we've decided that. But, apparently, two more Saiyajin are coming to Chikyuu-sei in a year, and Goku is going to be training in the Other World for it. We need to wish him back in a year. We could wish your sight back as soon as we collect all the dragonballs, but..."
"In case the Saiyajin come early, it's best to wait."
He nodded before he realized she couldn't see it. Another pang hit him then, and he choked out, "Yes."
"I see. That works. I think I can handle being blind for two years."
He sighed. "I'm sorry we didn't stop him-"
She held up a hand, stopping him. "Don't worry, Kuririn. It was my own fault. I just... What am I going to do with myself for two years? I won't be able to invent or anything!"
"I'm sorry," he murmured again.
"Is Gohan okay?" she asked suddenly.
Coughing nervously, he looked down at his feet. "Piccolo took him to train the boy."
"What?!" she exclaimed.
"Apparently, Gohan has some amazing potential that Piccolo would like to hone before the battle in one year. He helped out Goku and Piccolo during the fight from what I understand."
"But... Piccolo?!"
"I know, I don't like it either, but Piccolo has agreed to join us for this fight. I don't think he'll hurt the kid, Buruma. After all, this is his home too."
"I suppose," she murmured reluctantly. "I don't like it, but there really isn't much I can say about it, now is there? Piccolo could destroy us all. Especially without Son-kun around."
"There is that too," Kuririn agreed.
"Does Chichi know yet?"
Coughing again, Kuririn fidgeted. "I'm supposed to tell her, but... I'm kind of afraid to."
Buruma glared in his direction slightly. "Kuririn! This is her child we're talking about! Not to mention her husband is dead!"
"I know, I know!" he interrupted. "But she'll yell and scream and throw frying pans, and she'll blame us." He sighed. "She's vicious, Buruma."
"Fine!" she snapped, getting off the bed. "Take me to her, and I'll tell her!"
"Buruma, are you-"
"Yes!"
~~~
Kuririn and Buruma waited patiently at the Son family home's front door for Chichi to answer. After a long moment, the door opened to reveal a dark-haired woman in a long skirt. The woman frowned at the two visitors. "Buruma? Kuririn? Aren't you two supposed to be at Kame-sennin's?"
Kuririn fidgeted nervously. "Um, well..."
"Chichi, can we come in?" Buruma interrupted quickly.
Chichi's frown deepened but she nodded and opened the door for them to enter. "What's going on?" she demanded after the pair walked in.
Buruma, her hand placed on the short monk's shoulder turned to face Chichi's voice. "Chichi, there was a... visitor at Kame-sennin's island."
"A visitor?" Chichi suddenly blinked and looked closer at her friend's face. "Buruma's what's wrong with you?"
Sighing, Buruma closed her sightless eyes. "Chichi, an alien appeared at Kame-sennin's island and claimed to be Son-kun's brother. He called Son-kun Kaka-something or other, and told him that he was a Saiyajin warrior sent her as a baby to eliminate the people of our planet."
"Go on," Chichi snapped.
"I'm getting there, Chichi!" Buruma exclaimed right back. "He tried to get Son-kun to join him, but when he refused the man got angry and took Gohan."
"My baby!" she screeched, interrupting suddenly.
Buruma frowned. "Would you let me finish?" After a long pause, Buruma continued. "I went to stop him, and ended up knocked into Kame-sennin's house, and making a hole. I hit my head and am blind now."
Gasping, Chichi opened her mouth to comment but apparently, Buruma had other ideas. "Then Son-kun tried to stop him, and failed. The alien took Gohan away and held him hostage, demanding that Son-kun kill one hundred people. Son-kun decided not to do that, and went after him, teaming up with Piccolo."
"Piccolo?!"
"They fought, I'm not sure of the details, and somehow, Piccolo finally found a way to kill the alien, but at Son-kun's sake. Chichi, Son-kun sacrificed himself to defeat his brother. He's gone."
Chichi's hand flew to her mouth. "But the dragonballs-"
Buruma nodded. "We know. Anyway, apparently there are two more of these Saiyajin coming here now, and because Gohan somehow injured the alien, Piccolo decided to train him."
"WHAT?!"
Buruma sighed. "Piccolo is keeping Gohan and training him to fight in one year, and Son-kun is training in the Other World for this year as well. In one year, Son-kun will be wished back to fight. And your son will fight as well."
Silence. Chichi's eyes rolled back in her head and a soft thud was heard moments later as her body hit the floor.
~~~
"Well, that went well," Kuririn drawled on the flight back to Capsule Corporation.
"Yeah, she's pretty pissed."
Kuririn nodded. "That's an understatement."
Buruma sighed. "I hope she'll be okay," she murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"Her family is her life, Kuririn. Now she'll be alone for a year. A whole long year without Gohan or Son-kun around."
"That's true..."
"Maybe I should invite her to stay at CC."
"Do you want to live with her?" he asked incredulously.
"She isn't *that* bad, Kuririn. Just a bit over-protective."
"A bit?!" he nearly screeched. "She's freaking insane!"
Buruma growled softly. "Be nice, Kuririn. She isn't that bad! She loves Son-kun and Gohan. They are her life. She doesn't know how to express her concern very well is all. She doesn't want anything bad to happen to either of them, so she tries to protect them. Especially little Gohan."
"Well..."
"If it was your child, would you want them to grow up and fight dangerous people that can destroy our planet?"
"Well, true, but-"
"She's just a bit over zealous is all, Kuririn. She'll lighten up as the years go by. This is her first child, and she's still so young now."
"Okay, okay, I understand," he told her hurriedly.
"Good."
They flew the rest of the way to Buruma's home in silence, Kuririn a bit subdued after his friend's outburst. When they landed, he set Buruma down gently, and grasped her arm to lead her into the house. Sniffing when he opened the door, Kuririn could smell the delicious odors coming from the kitchen on the other side of the large sitting room they entered. "Wow, Buruma, your mother sure can cook."
The blue-haired genius giggled. "I know."
"I wonder why you can't," he commented absently, only to receive a slap on the back of his head. Even blind, Buruma had perfect aim when she was insulted. He had to chuckle a bit at that. "Sorry, Buruma. You're a genius at mechanics, not cooking. I know."
"Good," she snapped, allowing him to lead her through the living room and into the kitchen. "Mom?"
"Hello, Buruma. I was just fixing lunch. Oh, and Kuririn, Kame-sennin called just a few moments ago and told you to pick up Yamucha and head to his island as soon as possible. Apparently, he has something to talk with you two about."
"I see," Kuririn said, setting Buruma in a chair at the table. "I'll just take Buruma and go see Yamucha then. Is that okay, Buruma?" He glanced down at her, blinking as he saw her watery eyes. "What's wrong?"
She didn't look up at her friend as she answered. "Will Yamucha still love me?"
Kuririn blinked. "Of course he will!"
"Are you sure? I can't see..."
Kuririn sighed and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Buruma, he loves you. Being blind won't make him feel any less for you."
"I hope you're right," she murmured.
"Of course I am," he stated confidently. "Let's go, Buruma."
~~~
AN: This doesn't exactly fit the original anime, but I couldn't find a script for it, and besides, this is my world, who the heck cares. ^_^
Lovies!
Disclaimer: I'm tired and I have a migraine. Unless you want those, don't sue. ^_^
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter One: Telling Chichi
"What a weakling," a large bald man spat.
A snort came from the shorter man answered him. "I can't believe he'd allow himself to be beaten by his brother," the small man sneered, biting into the arm of his enemy and chewing slowly. "Looks like we're traveling to Earth, Nappa."
"Those ball things they mentioned?" the large one asked curiously.
The warrior with flame-like hair nodded. "Of course."
"I see. What will we wish for, Vejiita-ouji?"
Rolling his eyes, the small man stood up and walked towards two metal pods. "How about immortality?"
Nappa blinked. "Sounds good."
A cruel laugh escaped from Vejiita's mouth. "Yes, it will be good. Let's go, Nappa."
~~~
"Buruma?" Kuririn called, peeking his head into the door. His eyes immediately fell on the blue-haired genius laying on the large bed, her blue eyes open and facing the ceiling.
"Kuririn?" she asked softly, not turning towards him.
"Yeah," he said, stepping into the room. "I heard about..."
"I'm blind, yes."
He sighed. "I know, your father told me. Buruma, we can use the dragon to wish your sight back, it's not a big deal."
She blinked. "We can... can't we?!" She sat up suddenly and smiled. "Thanks, Kuririn. You're the best."
He chuckled softly. "We have a few problems though."
"Like what?"
"For one, Radditzu was killed. But Goku sacrificed himself so that he could be killed."
She gasped and looked towards him, her blue eyes not quite focusing on him. Kuririn winced slightly at her vacant look, a pang of regret hitting him in the stomach. He knew his friend could be a righteous, self-centered bitch, but he did care about her. She had always been so quick tempered and intelligent, her eyes focusing on anything and everything, and her vacant look hurt him. "Son-kun's revival should come first," she began, before Kuririn's polite cough interrupted her.
"Yes, we've decided that. But, apparently, two more Saiyajin are coming to Chikyuu-sei in a year, and Goku is going to be training in the Other World for it. We need to wish him back in a year. We could wish your sight back as soon as we collect all the dragonballs, but..."
"In case the Saiyajin come early, it's best to wait."
He nodded before he realized she couldn't see it. Another pang hit him then, and he choked out, "Yes."
"I see. That works. I think I can handle being blind for two years."
He sighed. "I'm sorry we didn't stop him-"
She held up a hand, stopping him. "Don't worry, Kuririn. It was my own fault. I just... What am I going to do with myself for two years? I won't be able to invent or anything!"
"I'm sorry," he murmured again.
"Is Gohan okay?" she asked suddenly.
Coughing nervously, he looked down at his feet. "Piccolo took him to train the boy."
"What?!" she exclaimed.
"Apparently, Gohan has some amazing potential that Piccolo would like to hone before the battle in one year. He helped out Goku and Piccolo during the fight from what I understand."
"But... Piccolo?!"
"I know, I don't like it either, but Piccolo has agreed to join us for this fight. I don't think he'll hurt the kid, Buruma. After all, this is his home too."
"I suppose," she murmured reluctantly. "I don't like it, but there really isn't much I can say about it, now is there? Piccolo could destroy us all. Especially without Son-kun around."
"There is that too," Kuririn agreed.
"Does Chichi know yet?"
Coughing again, Kuririn fidgeted. "I'm supposed to tell her, but... I'm kind of afraid to."
Buruma glared in his direction slightly. "Kuririn! This is her child we're talking about! Not to mention her husband is dead!"
"I know, I know!" he interrupted. "But she'll yell and scream and throw frying pans, and she'll blame us." He sighed. "She's vicious, Buruma."
"Fine!" she snapped, getting off the bed. "Take me to her, and I'll tell her!"
"Buruma, are you-"
"Yes!"
~~~
Kuririn and Buruma waited patiently at the Son family home's front door for Chichi to answer. After a long moment, the door opened to reveal a dark-haired woman in a long skirt. The woman frowned at the two visitors. "Buruma? Kuririn? Aren't you two supposed to be at Kame-sennin's?"
Kuririn fidgeted nervously. "Um, well..."
"Chichi, can we come in?" Buruma interrupted quickly.
Chichi's frown deepened but she nodded and opened the door for them to enter. "What's going on?" she demanded after the pair walked in.
Buruma, her hand placed on the short monk's shoulder turned to face Chichi's voice. "Chichi, there was a... visitor at Kame-sennin's island."
"A visitor?" Chichi suddenly blinked and looked closer at her friend's face. "Buruma's what's wrong with you?"
Sighing, Buruma closed her sightless eyes. "Chichi, an alien appeared at Kame-sennin's island and claimed to be Son-kun's brother. He called Son-kun Kaka-something or other, and told him that he was a Saiyajin warrior sent her as a baby to eliminate the people of our planet."
"Go on," Chichi snapped.
"I'm getting there, Chichi!" Buruma exclaimed right back. "He tried to get Son-kun to join him, but when he refused the man got angry and took Gohan."
"My baby!" she screeched, interrupting suddenly.
Buruma frowned. "Would you let me finish?" After a long pause, Buruma continued. "I went to stop him, and ended up knocked into Kame-sennin's house, and making a hole. I hit my head and am blind now."
Gasping, Chichi opened her mouth to comment but apparently, Buruma had other ideas. "Then Son-kun tried to stop him, and failed. The alien took Gohan away and held him hostage, demanding that Son-kun kill one hundred people. Son-kun decided not to do that, and went after him, teaming up with Piccolo."
"Piccolo?!"
"They fought, I'm not sure of the details, and somehow, Piccolo finally found a way to kill the alien, but at Son-kun's sake. Chichi, Son-kun sacrificed himself to defeat his brother. He's gone."
Chichi's hand flew to her mouth. "But the dragonballs-"
Buruma nodded. "We know. Anyway, apparently there are two more of these Saiyajin coming here now, and because Gohan somehow injured the alien, Piccolo decided to train him."
"WHAT?!"
Buruma sighed. "Piccolo is keeping Gohan and training him to fight in one year, and Son-kun is training in the Other World for this year as well. In one year, Son-kun will be wished back to fight. And your son will fight as well."
Silence. Chichi's eyes rolled back in her head and a soft thud was heard moments later as her body hit the floor.
~~~
"Well, that went well," Kuririn drawled on the flight back to Capsule Corporation.
"Yeah, she's pretty pissed."
Kuririn nodded. "That's an understatement."
Buruma sighed. "I hope she'll be okay," she murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"Her family is her life, Kuririn. Now she'll be alone for a year. A whole long year without Gohan or Son-kun around."
"That's true..."
"Maybe I should invite her to stay at CC."
"Do you want to live with her?" he asked incredulously.
"She isn't *that* bad, Kuririn. Just a bit over-protective."
"A bit?!" he nearly screeched. "She's freaking insane!"
Buruma growled softly. "Be nice, Kuririn. She isn't that bad! She loves Son-kun and Gohan. They are her life. She doesn't know how to express her concern very well is all. She doesn't want anything bad to happen to either of them, so she tries to protect them. Especially little Gohan."
"Well..."
"If it was your child, would you want them to grow up and fight dangerous people that can destroy our planet?"
"Well, true, but-"
"She's just a bit over zealous is all, Kuririn. She'll lighten up as the years go by. This is her first child, and she's still so young now."
"Okay, okay, I understand," he told her hurriedly.
"Good."
They flew the rest of the way to Buruma's home in silence, Kuririn a bit subdued after his friend's outburst. When they landed, he set Buruma down gently, and grasped her arm to lead her into the house. Sniffing when he opened the door, Kuririn could smell the delicious odors coming from the kitchen on the other side of the large sitting room they entered. "Wow, Buruma, your mother sure can cook."
The blue-haired genius giggled. "I know."
"I wonder why you can't," he commented absently, only to receive a slap on the back of his head. Even blind, Buruma had perfect aim when she was insulted. He had to chuckle a bit at that. "Sorry, Buruma. You're a genius at mechanics, not cooking. I know."
"Good," she snapped, allowing him to lead her through the living room and into the kitchen. "Mom?"
"Hello, Buruma. I was just fixing lunch. Oh, and Kuririn, Kame-sennin called just a few moments ago and told you to pick up Yamucha and head to his island as soon as possible. Apparently, he has something to talk with you two about."
"I see," Kuririn said, setting Buruma in a chair at the table. "I'll just take Buruma and go see Yamucha then. Is that okay, Buruma?" He glanced down at her, blinking as he saw her watery eyes. "What's wrong?"
She didn't look up at her friend as she answered. "Will Yamucha still love me?"
Kuririn blinked. "Of course he will!"
"Are you sure? I can't see..."
Kuririn sighed and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Buruma, he loves you. Being blind won't make him feel any less for you."
"I hope you're right," she murmured.
"Of course I am," he stated confidently. "Let's go, Buruma."
~~~
AN: This doesn't exactly fit the original anime, but I couldn't find a script for it, and besides, this is my world, who the heck cares. ^_^
Lovies!
