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Dark Psy: .:: passes by Psy to see her 'weighing' invisible things in her hands::. Eh... What the hell are you doing?

Psy: Seeing what would be better – A long chapter or a short one...

Dark Psy: .:: face vaults::. A longer chapter is always better!

Psy: I noticed... Well then, I'll try my best!

Dark Psy: You are, Psy-chan, most stupid...

Psy: Hey!

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Goku's eyes narrowed in disapproval. "Cell..."

Cell's smirk remained in tact. "Hello Goku, been awhile since you've seen me, hasn't it? 2 years, has it been? 3? I don't know. Last time I remember is being trapped in this God-forsaken place like that pathetic creature. I'm more used to my own body but I guess I had to make do with that for a bit. I knew you'd be here since I was here and so I was waiting for you." Cell's eyes narrowed and he frowned. "Now we do battle again, Goku."

Goku growled and disappeared, Cell doing the same.

-

Gohan sneaked out from behind the house over to the forest when an all-too-familiar voice froze him. "Gohan! Where are you going?" Came the voice of Piccolo and Gohan turned to face his former mentor.

"Away... Somewhere..."

"Where?" Piccolo's eyes narrowed with dissatisfaction.

Gohan sighed. "I was... going to hunt for the Dragon balls."

"Why? You know they won't bring your father back, what's the point in using them?"

"I... I just want him back Piccolo. He's been gone forever... I... miss him..." Tears welled in Gohan's eyes again like they did so many years ago, what felt like ages to him. Piccolo clasped a hand on his shoulder.

"I know that Gohan. But your father is trapped somewhere where we can't reach him, and although that sounds very depressing, you can find happiness in knowing your father is still alive."

"Y-Yes, Piccolo..." Gohan sniffed. "You always know what to say," he replied, wiping his nose and eyes on his shirt.

-

Lhuel jumped down from the chair seconds before Goku crashed into it, blood soaking half of his sweat-covered face. Lhuel was scared of the battle and of Goku losing. His life would surely depend on this single battle. Lhuel skittered across to the front doors, hiding in the nearest corner. "Come on, Goku..." His eyes roamed to and fro, his small body being barely visible to either of the fighters. "You can do this... Please... do..." Lhuel held his breath from anticipation.

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"Is this all you got?" Cell taunted as Goku was flinged into the table again, his elbow hitting it hard and making his whole right arm go numb from shock.

"Darn it, Cell... How can you be so strong?" Goku called, holding his limp arm.

"Just because I am, Goku, and you aren't one to question that, seeing as you're nearly dead."

Goku jumped away as Cell's crashing fist came down on the table seconds later, almost not able to see it from the blood running down the left side of his face. "Darn it..." He whispered to himself. "I can't... win..."

Cell laughed. "Are you giving up at all, Goku, or must I pound you some more?"

"I won't EVER give up, Cell!" Goku shouted back and he got to his feet, screaming as his aura fluctuated around his figure, his eyes taking on a fiercer look.

Cell seemed not to be bothered. "So... you powered up a bit more, haven't you? Well, you certainly won't win still, but I guess you can... let me have some fun."

"Cell... I'm not taking any crap from you any more." Cell raised an eyebrow. "I won't let you kill me, and believe me; I'll find a way home. With or without killing you," Goku stated almost completely calm, except with an edge in his voice.

"You seem... different, how so?" Cell asked. "Your ki is the same but your... attitude is different. What gives?"

Goku laughed tauntingly. "Why should I tell you, Cell? It will keep things going." He suddenly vanished. Cell looked around, thrown off slightly from Goku's new attitude when he felt pain ripple horribly down his back. He turned to see Goku's arm through his chest. Blood fell down in drips from his mouth and he couldn't help but feel so cold...

Goku retracted his arm and Cell slumped over on the ground, the gaping hole in his chest killing him instantly. Goku flexed his fingers and his eyes wandered over to the corner Lhuel was hiding in. "You can come out now. The battle's over."

Lhuel took a few shaky steps out. "You aren't going to... hurt me, are you?"

Goku's features softened and his hair and eyes fell back to the black, amber color they once were. "Of course not, friend. Now I think I can use my Instant Transmission to get out of here. What do you say? Ready to come 'home'?"

Lhuel nodded. "Yes." He scampered up to Goku and crawled onto his shoulder. "I'm ready," he responded, blinking.

"Then here we go, friend. Home is so near." Goku put his two fingers to his forehead and the two vanished.

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Psy: Um... Is this long or short?

Dark Psy: I say average...

Psy: So it's not my best?

Dark Psy: No. That chick's is. .::points at a random person::.

Psy: You baka! You're mean!

Dark Psy: Whatever.

Psy: I'm skipping to the sneak peak! Meanie!

Bulma walked down the stairs, back into the kitchen and was met with a mild surprise – a green lizard-like thing staring up at her from the table.

"He's... rebelling against me, Goku. He won't listen to me much anymore."

"Gohan..."