Beauty and the Saiya-jin
Note: Basically I felt like making a sequel to my first fic, Majin Cell, which I wrote a while back. I hope I have improved. I've also matured a bit, since it was a year or so ago, I'm not keeping track. Okay, fans of Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha, please don't get peed off, okay? I suppose I could call this a "what if." What if Goten gave up on love, and after Dragonball GT, I think it's safe to say it won't be pretty... 'Course, I haven't seen all of DBGT yet, I've just read stuff on the internet. So, if I miss stuff, cut me some slack, ok? It definately doesn't go along the time line, but, like my friend Captain Vegeta put it, what fan fic does? I mean, I made it so Goku and Vegeta hadn't been brought back during the Majin Buu saga, which I forgot to mention in my first fic. I don't really plan on putting the first fic up, because I didn't much care for it, so I'll give you a summary.
Goten has a crush on Number 18 (lol don't ask I'm strange). Cell comes back from the dead, but he's different. Buu is brought back from the dead and fuses with Cell. Goku and Vegeta are also brought back from the dead. Goku and Vegeta die in the fight against Buu (not good for Goten, seeing them die twice and all, and in this, he's kinda emotionally challanged -.-). Number 18 also dies, but there's a way to bring her back, seeing as how the dragonballs can't... Goten, in the battle, is actually able to go super saiya-jin 3 and 4, but he sacrifices it in the end to save Number 18. She leaves Krillin because she thinks he's lazy and moves to Las Vegas (o.o...jeezum crow I was weird, now that I think about it...O well...). But Number 18 doesn't return Gotens feelings, which more or less kinda sucks...
Dedicated to all of you out there who have had your heart breaken and have given up. May this be a light to guide you...
"Where there's a will, there's a way."
-Goku
Chapter 1
Life sucked for Goten. He sat on the branch of a large oak tree, staring out into the sunset. The sky was orange and red, tree tops from the forest below stretching out to touch it. A light cool breeze blew Goten's hair gentilly as he closed his eyes. Clad in only a pair of baggy pants that tightened around the ankles, he relaxed after the long day of training. Ever since he had foolishly admitted his feeling for Number 18, his romance life had done nothing but shattered. He thought he had loved Paris, but that didn't last. She wasn't quite his type and all she ever did was bitch at him. After a while, he gave Bra, Trunks's little sister, a try, but she grew to love someone her own age. He was sick of the entire consept of love, and resorted to training.
Now in his early twenties, he still carried the scars of the only good thing he ever did in his life, defeating Majin Cell. He placed a hand to the largest of them, which was a white X on his chest. That was one of the things that Paris and Bra alike had not really enjoyed. He sighed, remembering how much Bra had seemed to love him, but seemed was a word that was used often in the saiya-jin's life. He no longer trusted anyone, not even Trunks. With a scowl, he looked up at the sky. "You had to leave me! God damn it, you were the only ones that really loved me, and I know it! Fuck it all!" He tightened his eyes. After all those years, he still hurt from the loss of Goku and Vegeta. He spun around furiously and punched the tree, sending splinters flying and making a hole through in it. A single tear drop flew from the corner of his eye as he stood up.
Goten's sensitive ears twitched as he heard the faint voice of his mother. His senses had improved greatly, for the only time he went home was to eat. He practically lived in the woods. "Gohan, could you get everyone here as soon as possible. I just got a message from your father." With a sneer, Goten hovered out of the tree. Always Gohan, like he was so much better. However, the mention of his father had him interested. He would shock Gohan by getting to Master Roshi first, without using the instant transmission. He flew off, only at a fraction of his speed, though faster than anyone who would even try to follow. It could easilly beat the instant transmission, and before he knew it, he was at the Kame House. He knocked on the door and who should open it but Bra. He bowed respectfully.
"Good evening, Bra-chan. I request that everyone present come to my mother's house," he said. She arched a brow.
"What for?" she asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine." Though the misunderstood Goten had grown cold, he had grown in to good mannors. However, his temper could change in a split second. He looked inside. Number 18 and Maron were there visiting. The girl had grown into quite an attractive young woman, but Goten didn't exactly care about a woman's appearance. Besides, she had been going out with Trunks for quite some time. She was sitting on the couch with her arms folded, watching Master Roshi as he stared at the television, drooling and counting with a group of girls on the screen while they excersised.
"Utterly pointless," Goten growled so low that no one heard him. Number 18 and Bulma were in the kitchen fixing up supper. Apparently, Bulma's family had come for a visit aswell. Trunks sat in a chair, ignoring everything around him as he wrote on a clip board and looked at tons of papers in a binder. Bra told everyone of Goten's visit, and when they all welcomed him, he merely turned his head to the side and said, "I am not here to socialize. I have come-" Gohan appeared behind him.
"What are you doing here, bro?" he asked, ruffling his sibling hair. It was kind of comical seeing the two brothers side by side, for Goten had grown quite quickly and was many inches taller than Gohan, also much more muscular. Gohan had his hair cut short and spikey while Goten had allowed his to become like his father's once more. The younger's skin was much more tan from spending so much time in the woods and he looked quite wild compared the neat and trim Gohan. One had a smile on his face while the other stood tall and proud, arms folded across his bare chest. Bra couldn't help marvel at how hot he had become. She had always gone for the rugged look.
"Goten was just about to tell us," Master Roshi answered.
"I heard Mother tell you to get them, so I thought I would do it for you. And, I did not use the instant transmission," he added coldly. Goten looked behind his brother to see Yamcha, Piccolo, Tien, and Cheoutzu.
"Well, you heard the man," Tien told everyone in the house. "Let's go see what Chi-chi wants." Goten was gone before anyone noticed that he had even moved. He arrived at the door of his mother's home and entered. Not allowing her to say anything, he spoke first.
"They are on their way." Chi-chi had learned not to talk to her son, which tore her apart. They had grown so far apart. Shortly after the rest of the gang appeared at the door.
"Well, what's up Chi-chi?" Yamcha asked.
"I got a message from Goku today," she answered uncomfortabley. "He told me in three months, one of you will need to go to another planet. He said that whoever it is may not come back and would have to get considerabley stronger." Goten's eyes narrowed.
"That's what you gathered us here for?" he asked dangerously. "Just to tell us we'll be leaving in THREE months? What a waist of my time." Everyone else disagreed. Goten wouldn't here it. With a sneer he flew out of the house and went back to his tree. For once, he wasn't hungry. He slowly banged his head against the tree until he had left an imprint. He stopped, dropping his eyes. His temper was rising drastically. He lept from the tree and kicked a rock, which burst into dust.
"Powerful, aren't we?" Goten spun around quickly at the sound of the new voice. There was a woman his age sitting in a tree opposite of him. She had red-orange hair that shimmered with a tinge of scarlett in the dying sun. Her eyes were green like glowing emeralds. She wore nothing but a golden breast plate and a long dull white loin cloth. Around her neck was a chocker of fangs and she had a long bushy black tail. She gracefully lept from the tree and landed softly on her bare feet. She put a hand on her hip and let her free arm dangle.
"Who are you?" Goten demanded, though his mind screamed, "God damn it, you have to be the most beautiful creature ever!" If it wern't for his attitude, he would have been lost for words, but he had learned to cover that up. He had never felt this way at the first sight of someone. He had no idea how to deal with it.
"Hm, polite, too," the woman said with a smirk.
"Forgive me." The saiya-jin bowed. "I am Goten, and I wish to know the name of the woman I am speaking to."
"You don't have to do that, ya know. I sense a lot of feelings being held back in you." She took a few steps towards him until they were around a foot apart. She was rather tall, standing a head below him like Gohan. "You can call me Natari. So, Goten, I see you're a saiya-jin."
"How would you know?"
"I'm not exactly human either. I am an intotsu. We are wolves whereas you are monkeys."
"Well then, what are you doing here?" She shrugged.
"I didn't really like my planet that much. So, I thought I'd search out a nice planet where I could start out fresh. I didn't expect to find any saiya-jins here, however." She jerked a thumb over her shoulder. "I've been living in my ship over the past few days." She smirked. "I've seen a lot of you. You seem a bit...tense." Goten narrowed his eyes.
"You would be too if you've been through half of what I have," he snarled. She glared at him.
"Trust me, I've gone through a lot, too, and you don't see me complaining."
"I'm not complaining. Facts are facts."
"I try to be nice, which is rather rare, and I get treated like a monkey. I knew saiya-jins wern't exactly nice, but shit!"
"Kiss my ass, wolf! I don't give charity!" She turned her back to him and kicked off into the air. She looked over her shoulder.
"Fuck off!" With that she left. Goten turned around, his look of furocity slowly leaving to disappointment in himself. He closed his eyes and stamped his foot on the ground.
"I probably wouldn't mind..." He flew back into his tree, thinking her name.
Something was different about this girl who's species was that of the intotsi. Her appearance, her attitude, just the fact that she knew he was a saiya-jin and still had the guts to call him a monkey. He raised his head. "Romance is nothing, but she's just so....," he sighed. "Father, Vegeta, what do I do?"
Note: Basically I felt like making a sequel to my first fic, Majin Cell, which I wrote a while back. I hope I have improved. I've also matured a bit, since it was a year or so ago, I'm not keeping track. Okay, fans of Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha, please don't get peed off, okay? I suppose I could call this a "what if." What if Goten gave up on love, and after Dragonball GT, I think it's safe to say it won't be pretty... 'Course, I haven't seen all of DBGT yet, I've just read stuff on the internet. So, if I miss stuff, cut me some slack, ok? It definately doesn't go along the time line, but, like my friend Captain Vegeta put it, what fan fic does? I mean, I made it so Goku and Vegeta hadn't been brought back during the Majin Buu saga, which I forgot to mention in my first fic. I don't really plan on putting the first fic up, because I didn't much care for it, so I'll give you a summary.
Goten has a crush on Number 18 (lol don't ask I'm strange). Cell comes back from the dead, but he's different. Buu is brought back from the dead and fuses with Cell. Goku and Vegeta are also brought back from the dead. Goku and Vegeta die in the fight against Buu (not good for Goten, seeing them die twice and all, and in this, he's kinda emotionally challanged -.-). Number 18 also dies, but there's a way to bring her back, seeing as how the dragonballs can't... Goten, in the battle, is actually able to go super saiya-jin 3 and 4, but he sacrifices it in the end to save Number 18. She leaves Krillin because she thinks he's lazy and moves to Las Vegas (o.o...jeezum crow I was weird, now that I think about it...O well...). But Number 18 doesn't return Gotens feelings, which more or less kinda sucks...
Dedicated to all of you out there who have had your heart breaken and have given up. May this be a light to guide you...
"Where there's a will, there's a way."
-Goku
Chapter 1
Life sucked for Goten. He sat on the branch of a large oak tree, staring out into the sunset. The sky was orange and red, tree tops from the forest below stretching out to touch it. A light cool breeze blew Goten's hair gentilly as he closed his eyes. Clad in only a pair of baggy pants that tightened around the ankles, he relaxed after the long day of training. Ever since he had foolishly admitted his feeling for Number 18, his romance life had done nothing but shattered. He thought he had loved Paris, but that didn't last. She wasn't quite his type and all she ever did was bitch at him. After a while, he gave Bra, Trunks's little sister, a try, but she grew to love someone her own age. He was sick of the entire consept of love, and resorted to training.
Now in his early twenties, he still carried the scars of the only good thing he ever did in his life, defeating Majin Cell. He placed a hand to the largest of them, which was a white X on his chest. That was one of the things that Paris and Bra alike had not really enjoyed. He sighed, remembering how much Bra had seemed to love him, but seemed was a word that was used often in the saiya-jin's life. He no longer trusted anyone, not even Trunks. With a scowl, he looked up at the sky. "You had to leave me! God damn it, you were the only ones that really loved me, and I know it! Fuck it all!" He tightened his eyes. After all those years, he still hurt from the loss of Goku and Vegeta. He spun around furiously and punched the tree, sending splinters flying and making a hole through in it. A single tear drop flew from the corner of his eye as he stood up.
Goten's sensitive ears twitched as he heard the faint voice of his mother. His senses had improved greatly, for the only time he went home was to eat. He practically lived in the woods. "Gohan, could you get everyone here as soon as possible. I just got a message from your father." With a sneer, Goten hovered out of the tree. Always Gohan, like he was so much better. However, the mention of his father had him interested. He would shock Gohan by getting to Master Roshi first, without using the instant transmission. He flew off, only at a fraction of his speed, though faster than anyone who would even try to follow. It could easilly beat the instant transmission, and before he knew it, he was at the Kame House. He knocked on the door and who should open it but Bra. He bowed respectfully.
"Good evening, Bra-chan. I request that everyone present come to my mother's house," he said. She arched a brow.
"What for?" she asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine." Though the misunderstood Goten had grown cold, he had grown in to good mannors. However, his temper could change in a split second. He looked inside. Number 18 and Maron were there visiting. The girl had grown into quite an attractive young woman, but Goten didn't exactly care about a woman's appearance. Besides, she had been going out with Trunks for quite some time. She was sitting on the couch with her arms folded, watching Master Roshi as he stared at the television, drooling and counting with a group of girls on the screen while they excersised.
"Utterly pointless," Goten growled so low that no one heard him. Number 18 and Bulma were in the kitchen fixing up supper. Apparently, Bulma's family had come for a visit aswell. Trunks sat in a chair, ignoring everything around him as he wrote on a clip board and looked at tons of papers in a binder. Bra told everyone of Goten's visit, and when they all welcomed him, he merely turned his head to the side and said, "I am not here to socialize. I have come-" Gohan appeared behind him.
"What are you doing here, bro?" he asked, ruffling his sibling hair. It was kind of comical seeing the two brothers side by side, for Goten had grown quite quickly and was many inches taller than Gohan, also much more muscular. Gohan had his hair cut short and spikey while Goten had allowed his to become like his father's once more. The younger's skin was much more tan from spending so much time in the woods and he looked quite wild compared the neat and trim Gohan. One had a smile on his face while the other stood tall and proud, arms folded across his bare chest. Bra couldn't help marvel at how hot he had become. She had always gone for the rugged look.
"Goten was just about to tell us," Master Roshi answered.
"I heard Mother tell you to get them, so I thought I would do it for you. And, I did not use the instant transmission," he added coldly. Goten looked behind his brother to see Yamcha, Piccolo, Tien, and Cheoutzu.
"Well, you heard the man," Tien told everyone in the house. "Let's go see what Chi-chi wants." Goten was gone before anyone noticed that he had even moved. He arrived at the door of his mother's home and entered. Not allowing her to say anything, he spoke first.
"They are on their way." Chi-chi had learned not to talk to her son, which tore her apart. They had grown so far apart. Shortly after the rest of the gang appeared at the door.
"Well, what's up Chi-chi?" Yamcha asked.
"I got a message from Goku today," she answered uncomfortabley. "He told me in three months, one of you will need to go to another planet. He said that whoever it is may not come back and would have to get considerabley stronger." Goten's eyes narrowed.
"That's what you gathered us here for?" he asked dangerously. "Just to tell us we'll be leaving in THREE months? What a waist of my time." Everyone else disagreed. Goten wouldn't here it. With a sneer he flew out of the house and went back to his tree. For once, he wasn't hungry. He slowly banged his head against the tree until he had left an imprint. He stopped, dropping his eyes. His temper was rising drastically. He lept from the tree and kicked a rock, which burst into dust.
"Powerful, aren't we?" Goten spun around quickly at the sound of the new voice. There was a woman his age sitting in a tree opposite of him. She had red-orange hair that shimmered with a tinge of scarlett in the dying sun. Her eyes were green like glowing emeralds. She wore nothing but a golden breast plate and a long dull white loin cloth. Around her neck was a chocker of fangs and she had a long bushy black tail. She gracefully lept from the tree and landed softly on her bare feet. She put a hand on her hip and let her free arm dangle.
"Who are you?" Goten demanded, though his mind screamed, "God damn it, you have to be the most beautiful creature ever!" If it wern't for his attitude, he would have been lost for words, but he had learned to cover that up. He had never felt this way at the first sight of someone. He had no idea how to deal with it.
"Hm, polite, too," the woman said with a smirk.
"Forgive me." The saiya-jin bowed. "I am Goten, and I wish to know the name of the woman I am speaking to."
"You don't have to do that, ya know. I sense a lot of feelings being held back in you." She took a few steps towards him until they were around a foot apart. She was rather tall, standing a head below him like Gohan. "You can call me Natari. So, Goten, I see you're a saiya-jin."
"How would you know?"
"I'm not exactly human either. I am an intotsu. We are wolves whereas you are monkeys."
"Well then, what are you doing here?" She shrugged.
"I didn't really like my planet that much. So, I thought I'd search out a nice planet where I could start out fresh. I didn't expect to find any saiya-jins here, however." She jerked a thumb over her shoulder. "I've been living in my ship over the past few days." She smirked. "I've seen a lot of you. You seem a bit...tense." Goten narrowed his eyes.
"You would be too if you've been through half of what I have," he snarled. She glared at him.
"Trust me, I've gone through a lot, too, and you don't see me complaining."
"I'm not complaining. Facts are facts."
"I try to be nice, which is rather rare, and I get treated like a monkey. I knew saiya-jins wern't exactly nice, but shit!"
"Kiss my ass, wolf! I don't give charity!" She turned her back to him and kicked off into the air. She looked over her shoulder.
"Fuck off!" With that she left. Goten turned around, his look of furocity slowly leaving to disappointment in himself. He closed his eyes and stamped his foot on the ground.
"I probably wouldn't mind..." He flew back into his tree, thinking her name.
Something was different about this girl who's species was that of the intotsi. Her appearance, her attitude, just the fact that she knew he was a saiya-jin and still had the guts to call him a monkey. He raised his head. "Romance is nothing, but she's just so....," he sighed. "Father, Vegeta, what do I do?"