Alright! Thanks everyone for all the kind reviews!

Reina: ::blink:: Your "true love"? Should I ask?

Yue Kue: I appreciate you liking my story (Mommie loves you! ^_^), but you really should pay attention to class…Well, I draw in most of my classes, so I guess I shouldn't talk. ^_^;

Cheri Cheri: You're welcome for proofreading. That really bugs me too. I originally started writing this in third person, but I wanted to switch to first person so much, I just rewrote it all. I hope it doesn't make this too informal. Anyhoo, I will now attempt to write more of my story!

I don't own DBZ or Linkin Park's music.

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I wanna find something I've wanted all along

Somewhere I belong…

Promise

Chapter 2

I couldn't believe it. It…it couldn't be! The boy, the cart, it was the same scene! I rubbed my eyes but still the same vision met me.

"G-Gohan….?!"

I thought back to a couple seconds ago. I was watching this same scene when…it was a dream! That's it! I had been struck by lightning, and now I'm in a coma, dreaming. Knowing Dad, it would probably be a while before he took me to a hospital. That meant I would be sleeping for a while…I looked back to Gohan, huddling under the cart. He looked so sad and scared…scared of me! Me, who had been beaten down her whole life. I was anything but scary…

"Don't be scared. Please, I won't bite…" I held out my hands to reassure him, but he only sniffed and shook his head.

"I-I can't. I h-hafta hide…"

I started. That wasn't Gohan's voice. But my unconscious brain had been known to give characters different voices. Something told me it was Gohan, so I'd just go with it. Hide…That stupid Radditz! Poor guy, this was my chance to help! "You don't have to hide, I can help you get outta here." Gohan blinked.

"R-Really?" He climbed cautiously out from the cart, sniffing and rubbing his nose.

I smiled and extended my arms once more. "Really. Come on." Docilely he grabbed on and I stood up, feeling his weight against my chest. His shirt was wet from tears, and his furry tail clung to my waist. I couldn't resist stroking it; it felt so soft and warm. I held him protectively as I looked around the field. Where could we go? Back home I guess. But which way was his house? I asked and he pointed to my left. "Don't worry," I said as I started to jog, "I won't let that butt-head Radditz get you."

Gohan sniffed and looked up at me, surprised.

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My dreams were always so real, that's what I liked about them. It made my nightmares that much more unbearable, true, but on the rare occasion I slept easy, I cherished my dreams dearly. I knew it was impossible to fly, but the feeling my dreams provided gave me some small hope. Somehow, I knew the feeling of flight I dreamed must be the same thing Gohan felt when he flew. Along with reality, my common sense accompanied my dreams as well. If my dream happened to be underwater, my brain would always tell me the breath I felt was impossible, and I would always end up swimming to the surface.

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And now my brain was telling me to stop! I tried to tell myself it was only a dream, that I could run forever if I wanted, but it wasn't working…And my feet ached like hell! Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I leaned back on a tree, each heavy pant an earnest thank you for the dappled shade covering my face. Every pore oozed sweat, which had long ago overpowered any tears Gohan deposited on my shirt.

Gohan looked up at me, concerned. "Are you okay? You don't have to run anymore, y-you can put me down now…"

"Thanks,…I just need…a quick rest," I loosened my grip, grateful for a break from his heavy little body. He slid down and immediately my legs gave out; even through my shirt the bark tore as I slid down the tree, but I didn't care.

"Daah!" I shot up onto all fours. "Damn, holy shit what'd I sit on, a porcupine?!"

Gohan yelped. I panted an embarrassed apology and gingerly touched my sore bottom. No wonder, there was a huge lump in my pants!……In my pants?! "Wha…?" I winced-it was the lump that was sore…trembling, my fingers undid the button. A soft, brown, long, tail emerged; it swung slowly, taunting me, as if it was the most natural thing in the world and why had I sat on it?

"You have one too!"

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I sat in the shade, trying to make a hole in my pants with a stick I had found. I had never realized how tough denim was before. Gohan had sat on the opposite side of the tree embarrassed, trying not to look at my underwear. I had carefully arranged my pants, meanwhile, to embarrassedly cover my underwear. My tail lay on the grass, occupying itself twitching up and down like a cat's. My tail!  It was so strange to have an extra limb. I had begun to wonder if coma dreams were different from normal ones. By now, I usually had gone on ten different tangents, but I was still here, with Gohan,…under a tree…

I looked at my hands; they looked normal. The stick looked just like a normal stick. None of it looked like a cartoon…

Suddenly Gohan broke the silence. "You're a girl, right?"

What a weird question! "Yeah," I laughed.

"Then why do you wear boy's clothes?"

"Well, because I want to."

"Mom says girls aren't 'spossed to wear boy clothes, it's not proper."

I grimaced. Chi-Chi always was a stickler for propriety.

"But I don't care about that. You're clothes are strange, and you talk funny, but you have a tail like me, so you must be nice." He turned to smile at me.

Wow, Gohan likes me! A small smile came to my lips. "Thanks…"