Disclaimer: No, I don't own DBZ.

Can you sue Mother Nature? Back where I live, we haven't had 1 snow day yet. We haven't even had a big snow! Last year we had about seven snow days and the year before that we had an ice storm! Georgia, Hawaii, New England, California, and the rest of the West have all had snow! Why can't where I live?

FYI- There's one curse word in this chapter, and I hated to put it, but it fit the situation. Please don't hate me fore it!

Areiko: Yes, it was kinda obvious that Luke and Drea were going to fall for each other, wasn't it? A lot of things are like these are, aren't they?

Betrayal

Chapter 9

A Father's Love

Drea stared out her window. Giant snowflakes fell from the December sky. The ground was covered in the freezing white blanket. Drea wrapped a warm fleece blanket around her body. Drea never loved the winter. She loved the beauty of the snow on rolling hills. She loved how the white ground and brilliant blue sky touched. Winter brought peace and serenity to Drea, the peace and serenity she needed. Drea remembered when she was younger; her family would go out and build a snowman. Of course her mother made her and Gohan dress extra warm, but it was still fun. Drea's fondest memories were when her mother would fix her warm hot chocolate with little marshmallows as they sat by the warm fire. It made Drea feel like there was nothing to fear, there was no evil, and nothing would tear her family apart. But that was only a feeling. Fear came, evil attacked, and every battle somebody in her family would end up getting hurt. It was always like that and Drea hated it. A light knock on her door tore Drea away from her thoughts on winter.

"Oh. It's you." Drea said lightly as she saw her father standing in the doorway.

It looked like her father, but it also didn't look like him either. Everything looked like him, except his eyes. His eyes were usually bright and happy. They looked like he had no care in the world. But his eyes now showed pain and hurt. They looked confused and searching.

"Drea, get dressed and meet me outside. We need to talk." He said, his voice blank.

Drea was confused, but did like her father told. Something was different about him. He actually sounded like a father. Drea didn't care though. He was probably trying to bribe her, to get her to like him again. She knew that wasn't going to work. Drea put on her coat and snow boots and walked outside. Goku was standing with his back turned to her, staring at the sky.

"Dad?" Drea asked walking up to him.

"Come on, let's take a walk." Goku invited.

They walked down a path, their feet sloshing in the snow. Goku looked ahead while Drea looked down at the ground. She didn't know what exactly they were doing now. He said they needed to talk, but they were just walking in silence. It was odd, even for her. They soon came to a small are with trees surrounding it, a frozen pond was to the left. Drea knew she was here before, but she couldn't quite remember when.

"I remember," Goku said, "just before we found out about the Saiyans, Gohan had a small cold and your mother didn't want you to catch it, so I took you here. It was early spring and everything was growing back from the winter before. It was just us."

Drea rolled her eyes. Another walk down memory lane, she thought annoyed. Drea hated it when her father, or anybody at that, brought up old memories about her when she was young. The past was the past; nothing is going to change that. She felt it was useless to bring up those old memories. Especially when she didn't remember any of it.

"That was one of my fondest memories." Goku continued. "Hey, did I tell you about the time your mother and I first met?"

Goku turned to smile at his daughter. His glance met Drea's confused stare. His topics were jumping around. It was different. Drea had only heard bits and pieces of her parent's relationship, but she never really cared, or felt like listening. Like Gohan, she found the slightest hint of her parents kissing or doing anything more embarrassing. Which was weird for her, considering she was a hopeless romantic.

"No. At least I don't think so." Drea replied.

"Well, now I'll tell you." Goku smiled. "I was about twelve when I met her. You see Bulma and I were hunting for the dragonballs and our journey led to Mount Frying Pan. Your grandfather then, was considered a bad guy in the village. A monster was what they called him."

"That doesn't sound like Grandpa." Drea noted. "The villager love him!"

"Didn't back then." Goku answered. "But he changed. Well, the mountain was on fire so I had to go get the Bansho Fan, which I thought was with Master Roshi, and your mother tagged along. The fan wasn't there so Master Roshi later did the Kamehameha Wave and put out the fire. By then, your mother had her heart set on marrying me."

"What did you think of marrying her then? You were only a kid." Drea inquired, thirsting for more information.

"I literally though marriage was food." Goku answered, flashing the 'Son Grin'.

No matter how mad Drea was at Goku, she couldn't help but laugh. Did he really think marriage was a type of food? Drea knew her father was obsessed with food, but that was crazy. She knew what marriage was to some extent when she was a toddler. Goten even knew what marriage was!

"It's not funny." Goku said.

"Yes…it…is." Drea laughed.

"Anyway, back to the story. Skip a few years to the World Martial Arts Tournament. I was older your mother was older. When I first saw her, I didn't know who she was, and she was mad about that. I do remember she was pretty though. We ended up having to fight in one of the rounds and she finally told me who she was and then yelled at me for never showing up to be married." Goku explained.

"Did you still think marriage was food?" Drea asked.

"I got it sorted out and I proposed. Probably wasn't the best proposal in the world, considering I was just trying to fulfill a promise I made and the fact that there was no ring."

"You're right. That was a bad proposal. If I was Mom, I would've said no."

"But she said yes." Goku shot back.

"I was just saying, Dad." Drea defended. "You don't have to tell me any more. Mom already told me about the adventure you had together."

"Well, I'm still going to tell you some things anyway." Goku answered. "When I first married your mother, I had no idea what I was getting into. I couldn't take care of your mother the way she wanted me to. I kind of made her cry the first week we married because I was gone training all day and she didn't know where I was."

Drea took in the words her father was saying. In all of her years, she had never heard his voice so thick with emotion. It was kind of scary. She looked over to him, but he wasn't looking at her. Instead, Goku was looking onward, as if he was looking into an invisible pool of memories. This was not him. She wanted to say something, but all she could manage was, "You sound like you regret marrying Mom."

Goku seemed to be caught off guard by Drea's response. At first, he didn't know what to answer. What do you tell your kid in a situation like this? Goku thought marrying ChiChi was one of the best decisions he had ever made. But, still, he wished they might have been able to get to know each other more than they had when they were married. His thoughts seemed quick, but to Drea, he seemed to take eternity. That was too long for her.

"So you do regret it?" Drea asked, her anger rising. "Did you just stay with Mom then because of us? Or did you use her as some trophy or something to prove that even you could get a wife? Or did you just use her because she was in bed for you?"

"God damn it! No Drea! How could you ever think that!" Goku shouted.

Drea stepped back a few steps, afraid of her father. He never cursed in front of her or shouted at her at that matter. Her mother was the one who yelled, but she never cursed. Her father did both. Out of all the emotions she was feeling at the moment, fear was at the top of her list. What really frightened Drea was that this was the first time her father ever scared her. His eyes were blazing with anger. Drea turned to run away, afraid of what Goku may do, but he grabbed her wrist. Drea turned to him, a ki ball in hand.

"I didn't mean to yell at you. I didn't mean to scare you." He said softly.

"Well, you did." Drea shouted wrenching her hand away from Goku.

Goku stood there watching as Drea ran away, knowing his chances of ever mending his relationship with his daughter were officially gone.

That was a sad chapter. Well, Review!