Forsaken Saiyan
Chapter 4
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Hey ya again! I'm not really sure why but I got the urge to write some more so here goes chapter 4. ::swirlly eyed:: I wrote it straight through for hours. I'm a freak. I know. But when the damn muse bites you better just listen to it. Or the consequences will be dire…. Or so I've heard.
All right so this is the chapter we find out a bit more about Oasis. Also we see a bit more into the head of ChiChi, though afterwards you may want to get out of it. It's kind of disturbing. Guess that says a lot about me huh? Finally we add our little teen duo to the mix and see how they fair in this crazy insane little fic of mine. I swear that just rhymed? ::blink:: O-K No more writing for me today! Gives me too much observation abilities or insanity take your pick.
It is interesting though how easy this story flowed out of me. Guess that's why I like it so much. I do admit however that strangely enough my own creations and their planet was much harder to write this time around. I think perhaps Oasis jumps a bit out of his usual character but that's only because of the people around him…but anyway…enough of me rambling (cause we know it's boring)…on with the fic! (After the Warnings and Disclaimer though, of course)
WARNINGS: Once again Yaoi, occasional outburst of profanities, ah yes and my ever present insaneness and lame humor.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DBZ nor do I own any of the songs mentioned within. I do, however, own my characters so they are mine and you can't have them so…::sticks tongue out::
Enjoy.
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PAST, SANDOOR
"How could I say that?! HOW!? I'm such an idiot! He must think I'm such a fool… Euphoria? What the fuck did I say that for?!"
A sigh escaped the prince as he continued in a jog towards the palace, which for once he preferred to be in rather than by the man that was causing his turmoil. Pausing for a moment he glanced up at a tall structure that was just off to the right of the palace's back passageway. A thought whirled its way through his mind, which in turn forced a smirk onto his face.
"I could use a little frustration release and there is no better way than that."
Deep within and to the tiniest reaches of the back of his brain a voice whispered naughty thoughts to him in response to his last comment. 'No better way? Really? Are you sure? How about…' The voice was still his…just with a much more seductive flair. He grimaced allowing his head to fall in defeat at his complete lack of restraint, even inside his own head. Reaching up he tugged hard on his hair as if that would remove such indecent thought trails underneath it. The prince released the grip on his strands as a flash of ki erupted from the dome on the top of the sizable building and caught his attention.
"Hmm, who could that be? The only ones who use the arenas are Oasis, me, and…"
His eyes light up in comprehension. Suddenly he felt it. Creeping its way to the surface. The anger and resentment began seeping from his pores. For a moment his eyes seemed to glow and with it a different shade but it was just a moment. Just a flicker. And just for a second his metallic strands matched his irises. It couldn't be helped really. The hatred of himself had somehow mixed and molded with the resentment he had for that oblivious ki throwing being in the towering edifice in front of and above him.
"For a single moment I'm not the only one who's gonna regret being born into this abomination for a so called regal lineage."
It oozed out from his throat filled with malice. And just as it did so his footfalls carried and lead him to an entrance. Although this entrance was not the original one he had intended to use when he had made his way to the palace. In fact this entryway wasn't even to the palace at all. With his mind ignoring all else but the fact that it was hell bent on destroying…er… well, at least greatly wounding the individual he knew was within that dome, he permitted his body to guide him to the highest point of the elongated structure in front of him.
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Elsewhere on the planet, a young man with semi-gravity defying ebony strands was just getting past his state of shock and repetitious internal dialogue. Shaking his head with a sigh he pulled himself upright. A glance was given to the oasis and its surrounding area. Some memories crawled to the surface of his mind as a sad expression followed their arrival. There were several spots his gaze lingered and with each lingering look a tiny change in expression would occur. Sometimes a worsening of sadness and sometimes even a glint of amusement arose. But soon lids slid down and shoved back all memories and their images. Before he released his eyes once again to the outside world, he turned to face his back to the area.
As he stood there he wondered what he should do now. And by 'should do now', he meant both where to go and about his once lost but now found appendage. It swayed lazily behind him. Smirking he had to wonder if it had a mind all to its own. For he did remember having it before. Though it was true he preferred not to recall such memories he did acknowledge how it had reacted at certain points in past experience. He shrugged off the thought literally with a small lift of his shoulder. Hands cautiously and very gently took a hold of the brown object, and with a loving smile he spoke to it.
"I'm glad to have you back but I just hope you don't get me into any more trouble then I already seem capable of doing on my own."
It flicked slightly in his grasp as if responding to his comment. Relinquishing his grip it happily returned to its lazy sway but added a new mischievous rhythm as if enlightening its owner that such hopes were really quite pointless and he should know this by now. Said owner let out a sigh receiving this little piece of information. However, he still wished to keep a sliver of hope despite what former encounters and the furry sidekick has told him.
As he continues to search his mind for some solution to what should be done it occurs to him. Well, not exactly what should be done about previously mentioned things though it may assist in that department a bit. Seeing as how it will require him to do something no matter how unrelated to his treasure it may be. He had remembered a promise he had made and today was the day he was strictly instructed to carry out this promise. Groaning a bit he stepped off into the direction in which would assist in stationing him where it is he needed to be. It was quite clear that he was disgruntled about the whole idea but a miniscule part of him fluttered with amusement.
Picking up the pace a bit, he briskly began to jog to his destination. Though he did despise the deserty surface he could not help but get caught up in the simple process of plunging his feet into the sand as he jogged. In a way he found enjoyment with the manner in which he was forced to use extra strength just to walk across its unsteady ground but to run upon it merely increased his pleasure. One thing was for sure, regarding this planet, he would continue to detest the heat that poured and surrounded him. Even with being on it so long he still couldn't bring himself to adapt to its intensity.
Slowing some as he could sense his nearness to the journey's end, as far as getting to a destination anyway. Because with this looming promise still in need of execution he knew this journey was not at its whole conclusion. He kept a swift walk despite the mass part of him that found the arrival to the destination was not going to be a good thing. Through the semi-long quest to get here he gave it his all to resist too much thought on anything else besides this commitment and the sand and heat around him. All else was mainly shoved deep inside for later introspection, or perhaps never, since he would have liked it to be never. But of course fate had a way of making never a reality. Nonetheless he constructed his mind to stay on the present task. He was quite good at this form of construction. In fact, he lost count of how many times he actually had done such things.
Even with all this constructing, concentration, and constant restraint to stay on track, his underlying thoughts couldn't be denied for brief seconds while the gaps in his hold were illuminated for attack. These thoughts were comprised of a number of different things… but there was one subject that was able to trample all others and squish its way victoriously through those gaps.
"Hn, damn prince."
"OooooOOOOoooo I'm telling! KIAN!! SUDO!!!! OASIS FINALY DECIDED TO SHOW HIS UGLY FACE BUT THEN HE OPENED HIS DIRTY MOUTH AND SAID A NAUGHTY WORD!!!!"
Oasis blinked while prior experience and instincts finally took over, eventually provoking a growl from his interior. Glaring down at the being that began the tattling not five seconds since he arrived. Stepping forward to the shouting little shrimp he grabbed hold of it and clamped his hand over their mouth.
"Now, now, what kind greeting is that? Can't you be just a little bit nicer to the one who guided you for the last 7 years of your life? What kind of gratitude is this?"
Despite his usual temperament he was amused and showed it in his tone as well as in the smirky half smile plastered on his face above his struggling victim. The victim was as mentioned around 7 and was in fact a female of the species. Her attire, as it seemed a pattern with this planet, was made with most of the fish-netting material. It was presumed to be consisting of two main pieces of the aforementioned mesh. The top was a 3-quarter sleeve that on the inner elbow there was a large section cut out to reveal flesh completely on each arm. On the piece below, they were fashioned to be much like a substitute for shorts.
"Pssh, gid? As if you coud sucesfly gid nythin." The child tried to speak through his covering palm and attached digits.
There was one other major part of the outfit, which included a chunk of clothing that resembled a dress. It was sleeveless and the straps at the top went on overall style accept the straps from the back were the ones with the metal buttons instead of the well known versions with the open circle attached to a triangle type of clasps. Everyone else seemed to have theirs' in this same form, too. The cloth cut off about 3 inches down the thigh on the bottom. Around her waist was a 2-inch wide belt apparently for decorative purposes alone due to its loose fit quality. Loose fitting was an understatement, for it hung to a point where it was surprising it did not fall off her small frame. The belt possessed similar metal buttons that Oasis had on his outfit. The same buttons had been used at the top of this one piece, where the overall method came in.
"Hn, I never said it was successful guidance. Just said I provided it. Besides it is quite obvious you ignored all my suggestions."
What stuck out most about the child was her metallic red hair. It protruded crazily in one large ponytail on the right side of her head. There was a lock of hair that had escaped the chaos of the other strands and rested limply on the left side of her face.
By this time she decided to surrender control to her taller and much stronger captor. Her head was leaned back against him so she could stare up into his smirking face. Another re-occurring pattern in this race brought attention to her irises, which contained the same pigment as her flaming metallic hair. Mumbling into his hand she attempted to tell him that she wasn't going to yell anymore, at least not right now. Raising a brow in uncertainty concerning her honesty but in spite of the skepticism, he removed his cupped hand from her mouth. She glared at him for just a second before strutting away some smoothing out her dress in the process. Turning back around to face him all signs of negative feelings disappeared and her face lit up with glee.
Forgetting the fact that she just spent the last few seconds removing wrinkles from her clothing as well as removing herself from his reach, she lunged after him and jumped up into his arms. After many years of witnessing this erratic behavior from the munchkin he was fully prepared for the bundle springing up into his hold. She wrapped her own arms tightly around his neck pulling him closer to her. Through pushing back of sobs, threatening to unleash themselves, she spoke.
"You Jerk! I thought you weren't going to come and that you were gonna break your promise. Don't ever make me wait like that again!"
He smiled as he hugged her closer. Now truly realizing how much he had missed her and all that she stood to remind him of. He missed being here. In some ways he wished he could stay here and help raise her for as long as she let him. He was well aware that he was getting caught up in the moment and later on he knew eventually he'd come to his senses, just as he always does when he visits and inevitably leaves. But for now, he happily got caught up in those tiny arms and for once didn't mind the warmth that surrounded him.
Submitting to his momentary urges he lowered his lids and placed a hand down and lightly stroked the still developing wings upon the smaller's back. 'These wings…' He had watched them grow from mere humps of flesh into the 2 foot size they were now. All the other wing possessing creatures he had passed and interacted with today had theirs already turned white. Her small immature appendages were still in the stage that left them gray in their pigmentation. Thinking through the stages of coloration he did have to admit he was pretty fond of the soft and fluffy gray phase.
The Kodak moment didn't last very long, due to the previous increased volume the youngster had used a few minutes before. Such shouts had indeed reached the ears of those it had intended. And soon the duo became a set of five.
"Ahem, though I do wish I had one of my Ridos 5000's to capture this and use it for blackmail, I value my life. So I'll just interrupt you two instead. Hope you don't mind."
"Hn."
Oasis opened his ebonies to the others that had joined them. He half smiled and shrugged off the comment from his elder. Placing his bundle back on the ground to whence it had come before bounding into his grasp. When she was safely on the ground standing in front of him he gazed over at the trio. Examining them individually as he did so. The two oldest had on their usual garb of the palace worker's required blue bodysuit. Around their necks were chokers with their names engraved into the metal, of course, the fact that it was their names was just assumed since it was in another language. Lastly, his eyes briefly took in the white fixtures present behind the pair.
And then there was one. The ebony haired youth smirked over at the other shrimp of the group. His clothing was similar to the girl's with slight altercations. Such as instead of a dress it was cut in two and made a tank top and shorts. Also his netting bottoms went down farther forming capris and the top fishnet was the same with the exception of the gap on each sleeve. Instead of on the inside of the elbow his were on the outside revealing the elbow itself. Gray wings similar in size were secured onto his back as well. His expression was hard to determine for someone who didn't know him well but for Oasis…. He could tell the kid wasn't all too thrilled. Now as to what he wasn't thrilled about the other could only guess.
That intriguing combination of same hair and eye coloration arose in their features as well. One of the two in the blue uniforms was another female and had the pleasure of sharing metallic red with the ponytailed tyke, however, theirs was just the slightest tint different. It was a more distinct red, unlike the smaller who had a tinge of something else mixed in altering the shade. Standing next to the taller female redhead was the answer as to why. Also in the uniform the male possessed the combo coloring of metallic orange. The other juvenile shared this orange pigment with his father but again like the girl his was just a tint different due to the mixing of his mother's genes.
The orange haired man set in motion the steps that brought him in front of the ebony haired owner. A smile of welcome and joy filled his features as he leaned forward and placed his hands on Oasis's shoulders. The ponytailed redhead swelled with emotions at the look of happiness in her father's eyes at the return of her ebony haired, renegade buddy. Moving to his side, she slipped her arms around and clutched his leg to let him know she was still there and that she was just as happy he was back, too. The older redheaded female glided over setting a hand on her mate's shoulder letting her, threatening to overflow with tears, reds lift to Oasis. Then and only then permitting a tear to slip and fall.
"We are all glad you came. We've missed you."
Her husband nodded his head in agreement while their daughter constricted more on Oasis's leg to signify her similar feelings. Meanwhile one lone figure mumbled under their breath revealing they were more than willing to veto the merry reception of the returnee. Figuring it wasn't in their position to ruin the joyous moment, they remained basically silent. Opting for a more inconspicuous glare of loathing.
Oasis felt his innards lurch and threaten to mutiny against him. How could he have conceded to let himself stay away so long? Yes, perhaps he did consider himself unworthy of this adoration but that was no excuse to make them suffer for his insignificance. He knew he did not deserve any of this and if they only knew…. Then they would agree but… still, he couldn't let them feel so abandoned like he did though he was reluctant to admit it. If he could prevent that kind of sorrow for them, even if it was the tiniest bit, he would endeavor to do his best.
"Ah, jeez come on guys. Ya, act like I abandoned you all. Look I'm here. I kept my promise so far."
It was then he felt them. That piercing stare of malice he knew of so well. His features grew grim and he glanced around trying to locate them. Finding them his ebonies widened in shock. A pair of orange glared at him as their owner's fists were clenched at their sides. Backing out of the grip of the older male and of the younger female he glided over to the youngest male of the bunch. Towering over him with a stern look in his gaze. It was stern but it was not meant for intimidation.
"Trant, is there something you'd like to share?"
The boy's eyes widened a bit, unprepared for this though he had been thinking of nothing else since he first heard the news a week ago. Scared as he was to stand up to Oasis it was for the asshole's own good if the news he heard was in fact the truth.
"YEA!"
Ok, perhaps that was a bit too forceful. He winced at the shear volume his own voice had created. Oasis had to flinch not expecting anything like that as an answer. The older waited for more as he raised a brow and gave a short nod to demonstrate that he was prepared to listen to all the smaller had to say. No matter its insignificance.
"You're lying when you say you aren't abandoning us because…I heard that…and don't try to deny it! Cause it was from a very reliable source! Well…that… that you… THAT YOU WERE CONSIDERING FIXING UP THE SPACE POD!?"
Though he had meant to make it sound like an accusation he couldn't bring himself to tone it like that against Oasis. The taller blinked, brought a hand up to his chin, moved it over his mouth, then stared down at the angered and concerned face below. A sound fell from his vocals though he had tried to stop it. Had even clenched and swallowed to keep it from doing so, but perhaps in the end it did just the opposite of what was the intention.
Laughter.
It blurted out from him and he soon fell to his knees, now about the same height as the boy, and just laughed. Everyone else just stared at him completely confused. Although had they known the relief the doubled over man had felt at the young boy's words they would have been laughing, too. He had been so filled with conflicting emotions and thoughts about what was wrong. And true he hated to admit it but the fact that the boy was so angry with him for unknown reasons scared the shit out of him! Which was where most of having to admit stuff came in, for it proved that he really cared about the kid.
Shortly after his outburst he gained control and cleared his throat trying to rid it of any hiding giggles and the like. He stayed where he was for a moment before bringing one knee up to place a foot on the ground for more flexibility as he leaned in to stare into those orange-ish-red tinted orbs. He stared for quite awhile, probably unnerving the kid even more, before he stood up completely. Half smiling and winking simultaneous with placing his hand down upon the orange metallic head and messing up the strands from their formally perfect existence.
"You get too worked up over things, shrimp. But I can reassure you that your reliable source is indeed reliable. It's true. I am considering fixing it up."
Everyone's eyes widened and gasps were heard behind him. Turning he removed his fingers from their position intermingled with the shortest male's hair. Oasis locked his ebony gaze with each individual for a few moments before directing them back to the one to his side.
"Since I know what you're all thinking I'll answer it just because I'm in a good mood. No, I'm not leaving."
"But…then…. I why?" Asked the boy to his side.
"Because. Gives me an excuse to get out of that stupid palace filled with annoying bastard princes."
"OASIS!"
Honestly! Must the boy always curse in front of the younglings?! And if that wasn't enough he just had to without fail disrespect the two of the most highly esteemed Droos on the planet! Hadn't she been able to teach him anything all these years!? Sure he had been nothing but the definition of tragedy when he was first set into her arms, well perhaps arms isn't the right description since he may have torn them off had that happened, but rather she was given guardianship temporarily. His mouth had been practically indescribably foul then, so she supposed she should be appreciative for its being toned down…some.
He flinched at the tone of the elder female. Why could she always make him flinch with that tone? If he wasn't in such a good mood like he mentioned he might have been pissed off. After all he was an adult. He had a right to say whatever he wanted. Not that he hadn't when he was little though. Perhaps it was just a continuous cycle for them. He swore. She yelled in THAT tone. He flinched. Then he…
"Er…sorry, Kian."
The redhead smiled as she heard the name tumble from his lips. It had taken so many years before she was able to convince him to call her mother. Yes, mother. This was Oasis's mother. Had been since he was 8. Since he landed on this planet or 'blazing ball of fucking heat', as Oasis would occasionally refer to it as. Granted, he was adopted by her and her partner but it still took the child a long time to adjust to the endearing name of 'mother' in her native language.
"Son, have you had anything to eat yet?" The eldest male inquired.
"Hey! I want something!"
Rolling his eyes but smiling all the same, "I don't think Tulas would forgive me if I said no, Sudo."
Beaming the male walked over to his son and placed a single hand with elbow bent upon the ebony-eyed man's bicep. He too had waited such a long time to hear the name. The man had never known how much one word could affect a grown Droo until he became a father. And because of the boy, now a man, he had been given that gift. Or at least to its full extent since in a way he already had a son. Accept that child more than anything just looked up to him as sort of a role model. But it had been Oasis that had granted him true insight into fatherhood.
He himself had been just a young man himself that day, at least considered himself young, when he accidentally walked in on the prince bathing the sleeping boy. Memories came to him as if it had been just yesterday. But isn't that what everyone can say about such vivid memories?
He could remember blushing at the sight for he was ashamed of not knocking as he usually did but he had extraordinary news for the eldest prince of his planet. If memory served him right and it did, the shock of seeing the scene forced him to completely ignore what he was going to tell the newly turned teen prince. Being the scientist and explorer he was, instantly even embarrassment was forgotten and his examination of the sleeping boy was all he thought of. But more specifically he was amazed by the boy's….
"TAIL!?!"
The man grasped it before Oasis could realize what was happening or his furry attachment could realize as well. Completely fascinated once again by the boy just like the same day he first laid that inquisitive gaze upon him.
And as probably assumed…. Yet again poor, poor Oasis found himself with a mouthful of sand. 'Damn thing! I knew it would get me into trouble!' Though he knew this was the least troubling of its talents it was one of the most annoying.
"It's amazing! I never would have guessed that it had regenerate capabilities! This is fantastic! Can't believe I didn't notice it when I first saw you today! Probably because of the way you had it wrapped around you. I did indeed forget that you tended to do that."
The male Droo continued to ramble to himself until…
"DINGU! What do you think you are doing!? Can't you see what you've done you buffoon! Let him go!"
"Oh, er…sorry, son. I did not realize its affect was so forceful, heh."
For once he was thankful for his Kian's observation skills concerning her children's conditions. "Yea, sure no problem. Just don't do it again."
Why did he find himself saying that a lot today? Spitting out all the sand from his mouth and wiping himself of any remnants of sand that remained when he stood. His tail feeling completely assaulted but overjoyed it was noticed, calmed its first flicks of annoyance at the examination and settled back around its master's waist, content.
"I want to touch it! Can I touch it?! Wait…NO, I WANT TO HOLD IT!!! Let me hold it? Pleeeeeesssssse, Odo Shino?!?!"
Oasis stared down at the bouncing red hair and its owner. 'Fuck. Why did she have to call me THAT?' Sighing he relented.
"Fine, but not now, little shrimp."
Her eyes flickered with disappointment but lit right back up. "Is that another promise?"
Sighing, "Yea, yea, sure. Just leave me alone right now."
Squealing she jumped up as high as she could and used her mini wings to hover for a moment as she pecked him on the cheek. Making contact back with the ground she raced past Trant and darted into the house. Luckily the technology was heightened enough to sense her coming and slide open the door to allow her unpredictable entrance.
"Hn."
Trant soon vanished within the structure smirking as he discovered out how intuitive he was for he guessed that his parents wanted to talk to his shino alone. A tiny part of him was annoyed he couldn't stay and listen but knew it was probably better if he left to let them discuss what ever it was without his pointy ears listening. Though he had his ways if he really wanted to and that's also what added to the smirk on his features.
Oasis raised a brow at the other shrimp's departure before turning to his parents, letting both brows knit in suspicion. 'Great now what's this all about?' He watched his adoptive mother and father exchange knowing looks before casting their gaze over to him synchronously. Now, he knew something was definitely shifty here.
"Oasis…"
They both began with eerie precision as they said it at the same time, so much so that it made him shiver. "What do you guys want? You're starting to creep even me out."
Both sighing with eerie sameness again, Dingu waved a hand giving his mate permission to explain everything to the boy. Being handed the responsibility she sighed for the second time before proceeding with what needed to be said. First, she took a moment to figure out in her head what and how to say what she planned to say. Nodding a bit as she seemed to clarify to herself just what that was.
"Oasis…"
"You've already said that. Can't we just skip the name saying part?"
"Sure, honey, it's just… well alright. Look, you said that you were considering fixing up the pod. Well, that's kind of impossible. You see…"
PRESENT, EARTH
After slamming the door behind him the Earth raised Saiya-jin leaned his head and back against it and slowly slid down to the floor. Why did he reveal so much to Vegeta? It was VEGETA for Kami's sake! Pan must have gotten to him more than he thought. For originally he was just humoring her, even after figuring out that she knew, he still was just humoring her. Or so he thought. Maybe he really wasn't capable of lying so directly.
Groaning a few times he began hitting his head against the door saying "Baka" with each completed contact. To be honest, he wasn't really sure what he was supposed to do now. What could he do really? Pan obviously knew a lot more than he ever gave that sharp brain credit for. Now, Vegeta would definitely know something was off after that little spectacle. And then there was always…
"Goku? What are you doing there? We do have fully functioning furniture in this house, contrary to popular belief that you boys have destroyed it all by now."
"ChiChi!"
He stood up, though slightly off balance at the strange timing. Not being able to stop it, the years of practice took over and pushed most of those former negative thoughts away instantly. Focusing his attention now on his wife. Yes, his wife. 'Wife.' How odd that word sounded to him. 'My Wife' how foreign those two sounded together and yet they were true. As was expected his trademark grin and hand behind his skull commenced. A little laugh. Mission is a success.
"I donno, guess I just forgot about furniture."
Complete success.
She gave him an exasperated look. Could he be any less observant?! Letting out an annoyed humph she stormed off into the kitchen. Where she would prepare the table for guests. Now how many were there…'Let's see. Goten and Trunks. That's 2. Bra, 3 Vegeta, 4. Bulma, 5. And then of course there's Goku and…' She had been about to think 'Goku and me' but something about it stopped her. Tears. Tears fell from her eyes again for Kami knows how many damn times today.
"Goku and.. Goku and… Goku and…damnit... I can't even say it. I can't even think it."
More tears. Why couldn't she stop this nonsense? Was she really THIS insecure? Maybe she was. He had reassured her before. This morning most recently. Hell, he was back because she needed the goddamn reassurance! It's like she fed off it to survive. 'What if he hadn't come back?' Pain sharply pierced her behind the eyes as she tried to push away the thought. What was wrong with her?!
Somewhere outside her, her body collapsed to the floor. But by now she was too inserted within that she failed to notice this except for some small sensation of the cold floor. Tears fell uncontrolled and unrestrained now. Eventually her head slowly followed the pattern of her body and hit the floor.
'What if he hadn't come back when you begged? Yes, you begged him didn't you. Like a dog in heat. You needed him. Wanted him so badly that you threw yourself at him. Did you even think for a moment what he had wanted? NO! Because you're a selfish little bitch… Yes, a bitch. You'd bark for him even, if he asked. That's how diluted you've become. And yet you are still so conceited. Commanding him to come home when you knew perfectly well how much happier he was training that boy out in the middle of no where. Yes, he was happy. You knew that but you couldn't stand it. Couldn't stand the thought of letting him be happy without you. Him being happy without you making that happiness for him. Bitch. Selfish little Bitch. Aren't you?'
"No…. I'm not…I…"
'Yes. You are. Admit it already little ChiChi. GOKU DOESN'T LOVE YOU!!!!!'
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! HE LOVES ME!!!! HE TOLD ME!!!!! GOKU CAME BACK FOR ME!!!!!! He wouldn't come back if he didn't love me…"
'Wouldn't he?'
"CHICHI!?!? What's Wrong? I heard you screaming. Are you all right? Chichi? Chichi? CHICHI!"
Goku gasped as he saw her sprawled so carelessly on the floor. Dashing over to her body he lifted her into his arms and cradled her to him. Picking her up as well as himself then began walking out of the kitchen making a beeline for their bedroom. 'How could I let this happen…again?'
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Other wheres in the Son household, two rambunctious teenage boys were being… well, teenage boys. Music cranked up to an almost unintelligible sound. It could be wondered if the music was so loud that it surpassed human hearing. Perhaps it did, otherwise the youngest Son would have thought his Kaasan would have been up here by now rivaling the vocal chords of the musicians.
Sitting on the floor near his bed, Goten had a bunch of papers, books, and various other materials spread out in front of him. He was sporting a river blue, well that's what his Kaasan had called it when he had entered the kitchen that morning anyway, long sleeved shirt. On its back there was an extravagantly detailed and creative image of a blue dragon adorned with black spikes all across its body and was surrounded by blue-green flames. Along with it a pair of black jeans that bore the brand's logo on the right back pocket.
Trunks had positioned himself semi-comfortably on his companion's bed, only semi, due to the beginnings of a headache forcing its way throughout his brain. Despite his inner turmoil his features maintained a calm and collected manner, for now. The purple-headed demi supported a short cut black denim jacket unbuttoned to reveal a teal T-shirt. On his bottom half he wore a set of dark blue jeans which on his frame were a tad baggy. Both boys had chosen to wear black socks that day, coincidentally.
As Trunks strained to define the words forcing their way through the radio waves, he watched his friend. At first he had been given the impression Goten had either really wanted to see him in general but once he got up here it seemed he was mistaken. The guy hadn't really said but a few words to him since he practically flung himself out the window to greet him. 'What was the point if he's just going to ignore me?' Sighing as he ran a hand through some loose strands of purple. And then something about the song struck him with familiarity.
"Is this Mxpx?"
"HUH?"
The Briefs boy sighed. Shaking his head he removed himself from Goten's bed and made his way over to the blasting stereo. For a moment when he was right up near the system he felt like he was in the gravity room or fighting against a powerful gust of wind. Switching down the volume to a normal and much more sufficient decibel for background music. He glanced over at the hurt look on the other teen's face.
"Chibi. That was ridiculously loud. You couldn't even hear me when I was talking to you. And considering Saiyan hearing…. that's loud."
Blinking Goten glanced away. Sure it was loud. But it was loud for a reason. Of course he wasn't going to tell his friend what that was. 'It was loud cause you didn't want to talk to him.'
"Shut up!"
It was Trunks turn to hold the hurt look. "Sorry. I didn't know it meant that much to you to have your ears bleeding. I'll turn it back up if you want."
Goten's eyes widened. "No, I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud."
Blue eyes narrowed, "Oh, really? You were just going to keep your wanting me to shut up to yourself? You know Goten if you don't want me here I could just go downstairs and have a conversation with your dad. I'm sure he wouldn't mind my presence."
In the back of his mind a thought crossed his mind but he pushed it away not really caring at the moment about its significance. The only reason he had even known Goku was inside was the fact that he felt the man's ki. Hearing him come in was completely impossible with that volume blaring so close to your ears. Don't get him wrong. He liked the occasional loud exploding music but he wasn't fond of bleeding from his ears from the simple cause of music. Music is meant to be enjoyed, not used for torment.
Grimacing at his friend's tone, the miniature of his father, or used to be mini for he changed his hair style when he was capable of doing so without provoking his mother's wrath, chanced locking gazes with the purple-haired Demi-Saiyan. He supposed it was pointless to try and continue attempting to avoid him. 'Yea since all you could do was think about telling him about…' Without making the same mistake, he growled internally at himself.
"No, that's not what I meant either."
"Then what DID you mean?"
"I was yelling at myself."
"What?"
Trunks sat back down on the bed leaning his back against the headboard and stretched his feet out in front of him crossing them at the ankle. Not being stupid, his bloodline supported that statement, he could tell something was up. Though he wasn't positive it had to really do with the whole being told to shut up thing. He was going to find out, even if he had to drag it out of his comrade.
Goten sighed, "I was telling my thoughts to shut up. They were being annoying and they wouldn't let me concentrate on you…." 'Oh? We didn't? Really now…. Are you sure abo...' "…and what you were saying."
"Hmm, is that why you turned up the music? Trying to get rid of unwanted thoughts? Really Goten? What do you take me for?"
"I…um…what?"
"I'm your friend aren't I?"
"Uhm…yea?"
"Nice to know you sound so sure of that. Anyway, my point is… you should be able to just tell me those thoughts. That way you won't have to be annoyed all alone. That's what I'm here for. So tell me what's got you so irritated?"
Kami, this guy is fast. Catches on way too fast for Goten's liking. He reminds himself to never try and compete with Trunks in a battle of conversational skills and intuition. He'd lose. Badly. But in the meantime what's he supposed to tell him?
'The truth?'
'Grr baka voice in my head shut up! You aren't helping!'
'Oh, I think I am…'
'Well your not so…'
'So..?'
'SO SHUT UP!'
He paused. Nothing. Sighing in relief he…
'I'm still here ya know.'
'GAH?! Don't scare me like that!'
'You're the one that's thinking me.'
'I know but…just... GAH STOP IT!'
"Um, Chibi?"
'WHAT!?'
'I didn't say it...'
'Oh…'
'Yes.'
'Stop…'
"GOTEN?!?"
"WOAH! Sorry! I was..."
"Totally spacing on me."
Examining his friend he found the guy had moved from his previous position on the bed and was now laying down leaning on his elbows at the foot of the bed where Goten was siting on the floor like a pretzel. Blinking a few times as he tried to process the close factor here. Trunks stared into his eyes with his brows furrowed with concern.
"Dude, you're kind of close."
"Oh, sorry. I was just…"
"Concerned. I know."
"Heh, yea. Now that you're back in this realm are you going to tell me what's on your mind already?"
The teenage Saiyan glanced down at the floor as his friend moved into a similar sitting position on his bed. His bed. Why was he on his bed anyway? Shouldn't he himself be on his bed? It was his bed afte-….
"Goten, damn if you don't want to tell me fine but don't leave me waiting like this."
He found himself wincing at his friend's hurt tone. Something had to be told at least to make him stop thinking that Goten didn't want him here or that he didn't trust him. Racking his brain again trying to come up with anything but the real truth to say… or maybe…
"What did you say before you turned down the music?"
"What? Oh, uhm… I asked if it was Mxpx."
"Oh, okay. And yea it was. Good guess."
Ebonies found themselves smiling back at the other teen. This guy was great at guessing! Never would he compete against him in guessing games either. He wondered if Trunks ever really listened to that song before. And if not had he listened to the words this time, despite the volume of them?
"Did you listen to the words?"
The purple-headed youth was a bit confused as to what this had to do with anything but he conceded to humor the subject. At least he was talking to him and not spacing out or trying to make his head bleed internally. Thinking about the question he tried to recall the song again. Giving his brain a few more seconds to process the whole thing.
"Yea. Well, I'm not sure if I heard all of them this time. It was a bit loud to distinguish them…" At the look of disappointment in ebony eyes, "…but I've heard the song before on the radio a few times."
The same ebonies lit up. Good so he's heard it. Wait. Is that really good? Yes, that way he won't have to embarrassingly screw up the song lyrics in an attempt to explain its meaning. All right, step one complete. Next. But how to…? Ah… Letting his gaze hit the floor he spoke.
"Well, it's those lyrics. They…you see… what I've been thinking about..."
"Are you trying to tell me you like someone, Chibi?"
It was plain and clear. That amusement in his tone. Goten could sense it. Hell, he heard it drip from the guy's vocals especially when that nickname fell from other's mouth. Great, now what?
"But wait… I thought you were already dating someone? What was her name again? You go through them like water. Seriously, Chibi, you really should just settle on…"
"Lera. Her name is Lera."
Blues widened at the tone. Perhaps he had overstepped the boundaries? What was Goten getting at though? 'Was he like in love with… Whoa… no way… he couldn't. He would have told me.' Remembering the blasting music and all the classic Goten avoidance tactics he had thrust at him since he's been inside these walls. He began to feel his heart beat faster for unknown reasons or maybe it was just… What if this was the real deal this time? Does this mean he'll lose his best friend forever? Ok, he was jumping to conclusions but hey, who could blame the guy?
"Goten, are you trying to tell me something about this Lera, onna?"
"Ick, dude you sound like Vegeta. Don't say onna like that. It freaks me out."
Trunks started to laugh, "Guess you're right. I do. I'll stop."
"Hmm, but as far as Lera goes. We broke up. Or will be breaking up. I donno. She's always hanging up on me lately. And at school… she keeps rubbing all over that Shero dude."
"Oh, jeez man. I'm sorry, Chibi. I didn't know."
Goten felt himself shrug, "It's alright. It's better this way."
Smiling he watched his friend shrug casually. The ebony haired teen didn't seem to be upset about it. So in turn Trunks was content. Although he made a mental note to bitch out this Lera and this baka she keeps grinding. He probably wouldn't go to hard on them since Goten doesn't seem too hurt…if he had been... Well, they'd just regret ever having laid eyes on his Chibi. What? Wait a second… Erm…he didn't mean that did he? His? Really now… that's just silly…. He just meant that Goten was his friend. That's all. Though the blush spreading across his cheeks argued otherwise.
Noticing the seeping flush in his best friend's face he wondered what that was all about. 'He's not blushing is he? Maybe he's just hot or something.'
'Or hot and something.'
'Ah man not you again. I thought I got rid of you!'
'You did. Until you started thinking deeply about Trunks again.'
Ignoring himself he turned to the present situation. He didn't want to embarrass the guy so he just continued on his conversation as if nothing had been seen… or thought.
"What I was trying to say is that I do like someone though. Or at least I think I do. I mean we've been friends for a long time and we know each other pretty well. See each other quite often for people that live far away from each other. Anyway… what do you think? Do you think I should go for it?"
Blush increased ten-fold. Everything Goten just said pointed to himself! What was he supposed to say?! He couldn't say yes or no. Could he? This was his best friend! It was GOTEN for Kami's sake! They used to sleep in the same bed together, bathe together, and eat together, and train together. Whoa maybe they did do a bit too much together. No wonder Goten felt this way. But what was Trunks supposed to do? With blue orbs firmly locked with his friend's mattress he got up the courage. He had no other choice he had to tell him something. But what? Sure, they were friends. And he definitely didn't want to ruin that. And wait WTF was he thinking?! It was Goten!!! And Goten is a guy! He DOESN'T LIKE GUYS!?!
"Do I?"
"What? Do you what? And you're supposed to answer my question, Trunks. Jeez, took me all this time and effort to tell you and you just ignore me and space out and stuff and ask silly questions!" 'Kind of hypocritical don't you think?'
'SHUT THE HELL UP, SERIOUSLY!!!'
"Oh, sorry. I…um…well… Goten I'm pretty positive I'm not gay…So..."
"GAY?!"
'Gay? Hmm…well then…'
Goten jumped up off the floor stunned. Eyes widened like a deer in headlights. He backed away until he felt his body come in contact with the stereo. Accidentally pressing the volume button drowning out the rest of what Trunks was saying. Although it wouldn't have mattered his mind was elsewhere as his breathing increased to match the speed of his mantra within. 'GAY?! GAY?! GAY?! GAY?!…'
"There's another world inside of me that you may never see. There are secrets in this life that I can't hide…"
How ironic those lyrics are as they intrude themselves into Goten's ears finally drowning out his own repetitions. The radio begins to blast the rest of 3 Doors Down's song, though the rest were basically ignored by the one who had inadvertently gave them freedom. For those lyrics being imagined in Trunks' voice replaced his previous thoughts.
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Well what did you think? Want any more? Doesn't matter if you do or not cause I'll write some more regardless.
As you can see there is obviously some mixed feelings with our teen duo though as to what I suppose that hasn't been completely clarified at least it shouldn't seem completely clarified. ::evil laugh:: But that is why they are mixed feelings, savvy? I've always wanted to use that word! One note about Goten though, I know it's kind of a strange way of talking to himself and it may even seem like he's delusional and is hearing voices or something, which he is in a way. He's not insane as far as that goes though but I felt like it worked for the story's purposes since it forced him to space out. I guess I enjoy writing people arguing with themselves ::sweatdrop:: Have you noticed?
Ahem, but yea… then we have Goku! Kami, I just enjoy writing him like this! I feel this is the real Goku… give or take a few added things. And ChiChi…well I donno what I think about ChiChi but this is just the way she has to be to make this story work.
Ok one last thing, I think? Er…yea so Penchy-chan I will answer that question. Or at least try to clarify a bit for you. And I hope ChiChi perhaps hinted at it a bit in her ramblings. Anyhow, as far as when this takes place. On Earth with Goku and the gang it's after the defeat of Buu and obviously after Pan is born. Goku did leave to train Uub but due to certain circumstances was forced to return home after awhile.
Now, as to where Oasis & friends takes place… obviously this planet called Sandoor but it's in the past. I refer to Goku's stuff as the present because it's happening right now…. But Oasis stuff is happening about two weeks prior to Kid Buu coming to life…well in the first chapter I guess I said "several" but that's only cause I wasn't sure myself at the time…. But give or take two weeks. As to why that is…well that's just going to have to be explained in the story! ::wink::
I hope that answers your question. If not continue to ask until my brain functions to a proper point of answering you sufficiently.
Oh yes, in case anyone wanted the lyrics to the little song Goten was blasting and seemed so adamant about its lyrics…Here they are conveniently for you! Kami, this song took me freakin' forever to find! I wanted the lyrics that spoke of a new love but I wanted a sound that could easily be heard blasting in some hip teen's vehicle. Believe me that combo was difficult to find or perhaps I'm just not sufficient in the locating of such songs? Because the credit to its discovery goes to…well we'll just call her E. So Domo Arigatou E!!!
Without You
"I got a confession to make
That my heart would break
To hear you say goodbye
You're my every dream
You're the threadwork to my seams
And you know that I can't lie, when I say
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop thinking about how
My heart's empty without you
I just hate myself
To think of you with someone else
To hear you say goodbye
I love you for who you are
No more, no less
And you know that I can't lie, when I say. . .
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop thinking about how
My heart's empty without you
My dreams will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
My dreams will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
What would I do without you?
What would I do without you?
My dreams will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
My dreams will never come true without you
Will never come true without you
Will never come true without you"
By: Mxpx
Until next time…Ciao…
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