I've seen people doing this so I thought it would be just for me to do it too, so I won't get sued or give anybody ideas . . .

DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ (I wish!), *sigh* why must I remember?

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Leaning on the Enemy

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Chap 8, Planning Freedom

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When I awoke, my heart was pounding in my chest. My shoulder ached a little, but I knew something had happened to make it throb so gently. I held my head in my palm and thought back to last night's events. I pulled myself up and cringed. As they appeared back in my memory, the memory seemed to bite me cruelly, teasing me. I lightly fell back down on my side of the bench thinking.

'Why had he done that?' was the only thought that raced through my mind over and over and over! 'Did he even care? Was he just using me for his own pleasure?'

I don't know why, but tears fell down my face like rain. They wouldn't stop. I curled myself up into a ball and shook with my sobs. 'Why does he affect me this way?' I thought.

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Gohan stared down at the floor as he walked silently. He couldn't understand the feelings going through him. His furry tail flicked this way and that, seeming to almost have a mind of its own. He quickened his pace and took off in a run. Anger filled his confused heart.

'Why, why, why, why, why?! Why must Frieza do this to me? First he kills my mother and makes the humans our slaves! And then SHE has to suddenly pop into my life, confusing my every being!' he thought.

He reached for the keypad to insert the code to get into his family's chambers. Gohan's eyes closed and he bit his lip. He quickly tapped in the code and walked inside, turned, and rested the top of his forehead against the wall, his fist pressing against the wall. His face was stern, and he seemed to be shaking all over. He turned his back to the wall and slid to the ground, clutching his knees. Perspiration slid down the side of his face as he shook. Voices came from a room that Gohan could barely see into from his position.

"I'm telling you Kakarot, I don't like Frieza anymore then you do! Got it?" a voice shouted in a low whisper. (A/N: Is that possible? Did I spell Kakarot right?) Gohan crept to the doorway and peeked in to see Vegeta with his fists against the dinner table and Goku standing on the other side of the table, looking serious. "And your eldest brat doesn't help at all! Going around, allowing himself to act like some kind of war slave to Frieza, and him, a Super Saiyan the whole time!"

Gohan closed his eyes, letting Vegeta's words soak in. He kept as silent as he could.

"Vegeta, Gohan wants to fight back, but . . . Frieza threatened Goten's life. Gohan already thinks it's his fault that ChiChi is dead and the last thing he wants is Goten's death on his shoulders too" Goku said and hesitated. "We're the only ones here who are willing to revolt on Frieza; we don't have much of a chance. What would we be able to do?"

Gohan couldn't take it anymore. His hand on the doorway edge, he walked in, his eyes hardened.

"Gohan, what are you doing here?" Goku asked.

"Dad, when Mom was alive she was obsessed with me learning and becoming a scholar. I didn't learn nothing from that. Who cares about the stupid tattoos? I could easily laser them off. Then we wouldn't have to worry about Frieza realizing anything. And if it's in your blood, then prepare for me to boil your blood, literally" Gohan said this as if it was almost nothing.

Vegeta and Goku stared at Gohan in utter silence. Vegeta leaped out and grabbed Gohan by the collar.

"How long have you known the solution to this, brat?" Vegeta ordered.

"I actually just thought about it!" Gohan responded. Vegeta narrowed his eyes.

"Stupid brat. If you had just used your big brain earlier and gotten this dang thing off me I might have been able to keep Trunks and Bulma around!" Vegeta snarled.

"What's this? Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans, married a human and had a child?" Gohan teased.

"How'd you know?"

"There's been this lavender-haired kid hangin' around with Goten" Gohan responded. Vegeta cursed under his breath. "But now Bulma, never seen her before" Vegeta eyed him for a second and shook his head.

"You're hiding something" he said.

"No I'm not!" Gohan almost shouted.

"Yes you are!"

"Prove it!"

"When you came in here why were you so shaken? Eh, brat? Don't tell me, you got a splinter?!" Vegeta teased. Gohan tried to ignore Vegeta, but it didn't help when his dad stepped in.

"Vegeta is right. You were pretty shaken, son" he said.

"Just leave me alone! The last thing I want to do is cause anymore deaths then I probably already have! Do you want me to get those stupid tattoos off you or not?" Gohan growled. Goku nodded. "Good, then let me see your shoulder so we can get this dang thing over with!"

Goku shut his mouth and did as ordered. Summoning his ki, Gohan shaped it into a needle. Goku yelped as he spotted it and jumped away. Gohan cursed and leapt after him.

"Vegeta! Can you pin him down for me?" Gohan asked. Grumbling, Vegeta did as asked, even though he took to the extreme of knocking him out with a giant ki blast. "Not exactly what I expected you to do, but it works"

Carefully, Gohan followed all the lines of the tattoo till no more of it remained. Goku would cringe now and then. Soon, Gohan did the same thing to Vegeta, smiling in satisfactory.

As he stood and sighed he couldn't stop his thoughts from drifting. 'She's just a human! Why would I care so much about her? I mean yeah, my mom was human and I'm part human. What is she doing to me? What kind of spell has she cast over me? Why would I like her? I don't even know her!' Gohan thought, blinking.

Goku got up and shook his head repeatedly and he looked at his shoulder and then at Gohan. Gohan looked entirely in another world. Every now and then his face changed in a mixed emotion nobody could understand. Goku waved his hand in front of Gohan's face, trying to find any signs of him awake or at least alive!

"Anybody home? Koo koo, koo koo" Goku said, rocking his head back and forth to his "Koo Koo"'s.

'If I ever did suddenly sorta started to be with her more often, Frieza would get more suspicious and use her as his next target! I can't allow that to happen! I can't!' Thoughts like these ran through Gohan's head like wild fire till he stomped his foot and it went straight through the floor, creating a foot-sized crater.

Goku jumped back in surprise as he stared at his disturbed eyes that had turn into the well known emerald green. His right hand was raised and held up in a tight fist. Gohan's blonde hair waved in his golden aura. He mumbled a few words through clinched teeth. "I can't let him hurt her" Thankful for their good hearing, Goku and Vegeta listened in inquisitively. Goku leaning in like a curious child while Vegeta stood at least a yard away, eyes angled in Gohan's direction. Goku smirked at Gohan's words.

"You lied to me" he said, even though he didn't look too hurt about it. Gohan jumped at Goku's voice and immediately turned back to normal.

"So . . . who's the female?" Vegeta asked. He smirked at the blush that was emitting on Gohan's face. Gohan took a step back, quickly taking more until and turned and TRIED to hightail it out of there! Goku quickly had him pinned to the ground, taking his arm and pulling it behind him.

"Get. Off. Me!" Gohan said in between heavy breaths.

"Not until you tell who the girl is!" Goku reasoned.

"She's a human! Happy?" Gohan shouted as an elbow dug into his backbone, making him cringe. Goku stopped. He released his son and stepped back, staring at him. Goku's eyes had narrowed as Gohan flipped over and back onto his feet.

"Please tell me this is a joke!" Vegeta growled, while Goku nodded, agreeing with him. (A/N: O.o)

"No, it isn't a joke"

"And you wish this human to be your mate?!" Vegeta snarled.

"W-what?! Where'd you get that kind of idea V-Vegeta?" Gohan practically stuttered.

"What happened Gohan?" Goku said sternly.

"Dad! You know ever since Mom was killed I've had this weakness around seeing humans hurt! I'm half human myself! I saw her about to get whipped so I said I'd do so the guy could get back to his job! I didn't do it, I just told her to fake pain, even though she had already been whipped about four times. Ever since, I kept running into her out in the fields and everywhere. Then tonight . . . I didn't mean to, or want to, or did I? I don't know what took over me! I kissed her, okay? The lights were out, nobody was around, and it just happened! Is that good enough or do I have to write it down for both of you?" Gohan explained, glaring at them both, his voice cold.

Goku stared at him, Vegeta glaring (A/N: When does he not? Go Veggie!). Gohan's hands were clenched by his sides in fists, his knuckles turning white. Gohan's ebony eyes were a mix of pain, remorse, sorrow, and confusion. But most of all, anger. His anger blazed in his eyes like flames, a well kindled fire. Gohan closed his eyes, the windows to his soul. (A/N: I've always loved that saying! I don't know why, it just sounds sorta . . . romantic in a way if you get what I'm sayin' here!) Small tears were visible, but Gohan refused to let them fall, especially in front of Vegeta! He opened his eyes and glared at them.

"Can I go now?" Gohan turned to leave when he felt Goku's hand on his shoulder.

"Gohan. I'm sorry. Take Goten and Trunks somewhere safe. Tonight. Make sure it's a place where they'll be well hidden, got it?" Goku asked. It wasn't really a question, more like a command. Gohan nodded.

"Trunks, get in here brat, you too Kakarot's youngest brat, whatever your name is, I know you were listening" Vegeta ordered.

A familiar clone of Goku trotted out guiltily. A stringy lavender-haired boy walked out proudly, his head lifted.

"You too Woman!" Vegeta growled. A blue-haired beauty walked out and hit Vegeta over the head.

"Vegeta! I have a name you know! It's Bulma! Get it?" she growled.

"Whatever, Woman" Vegeta replied ignoring her. Bulma huffed angrily and turned her attention to Gohan, then smiled impishly. She looked over at Vegeta and turned her attention back to Gohan. She walked up to Gohan, rocking her hips. Bulma walked around him glancing at him and then came back to face him

"Well, aren't you handsome? Pray tell what your name is?" she commented, raising a finger to in between her lips, while holding her elbow. Vegeta looked at her and a growl erupted in his throat. Gohan's face turned a light red at her statement.

"Gohan, ma'am" Gohan replied, giving her a tiny bow of his head.

"Oh! And manners too! The girl who gets you is definitely getting the full package!" she said seductively. Gohan's face turned a full fledged red at this. This was the last straw for Vegeta. He charged up in front of Bulma, putting one of his hands out to push her behind him.

"Get away from my wife, you brat! Go find your own before I fry you!" he threatened. Gohan stepped up, hands up in protest.

"Vegeta, you must have misunderstood! I would never try to steal your wife!" Gohan protested. "Not that she wouldn't be worth stealing"-Vegeta sent him a glare-"Which, again, I wouldn't do!"

"Oh! Vegeta! I knew you really loved me!" Bulma cried, wrapping her arms around his neck from behind. Vegeta gasped and tried to wrench Bulma off him. Sadly, he wasn't doing too great of a job!

"Bulma! Get off me! You're going with the boys too!" Vegeta said. Bulma turned and stared at him, anger starting to flare in her eyes.

"What are you talkin about?! I'm not leaving you, Vegeta! And that's that!" Bulma stated, letting go of Vegeta, placing her hands on her hips.

"You are going! I'm not risking you killing yourself, Woman! Even if I have to make the brat carry you or chain you, you are going!" Vegeta ordered. Bulma sniffed and sighed in defeat.

"Gohan, that girl you talk about seems to be walking off a bit now and then. Take her with you, then come back here and get the other humans out of here" Goku said, keeping his eyes focused on a peach wall. Gohan nodded in response and turned to the two boys and Bulma.

"Come on, we've got to go" he commanded.

Bulma just sent her husband one more glare and walked towards the door. Goten nodded happily and jumped onto his brother's shoulder. Seeing that the older brother didn't complain, Trunks decided to give it a try too. When he hopped on Gohan's shoulder, Gohan gave him a glance and smile. He walked over to Bulma, punched in the code and the door slid open allowing him to go out.

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I twisted and turned, not able to find a comfortable position. Erasa seemed to have put up with me enough and she elbowed my stomach at one point. Realizing it was impossible for me to get any sleep after the night's events I crawled off the bench. I propped myself up against the steel bars, ignoring the way they dug into my back.

That's when I heard footsteps. I turned and looked to see a woman with blue hair, walking silently forward and Gohan was there too. On his shoulders clung two boys, the boy I had met earlier, Goten, and a lavender-haired kid. He approached my cell and undid the chained lock, not daring to look me in the eyes. When he opened it, he held out a hand to me. I accepted it and pulled myself up from my sitting position. I stared at him confused, even though my face was red.

"We're leaving"

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Well? What do you think? I made it longer!