In Search of Amity

Period 20

"I'm going to be a father!!! " Goten screamed at the top of his lungs, everyone standing outside waiting for their turn gasped. "Oh my god, is he serious? " Pan asked looking at her father, Gohan hadn't the faintest clue and replied with a lift of his eyebrows. Piccolo smirked and shook his head proudly, it wasn't the same empathy he had when Gohan found out about Pan but he nonetheless cared for Gotens happiness.

"Hey are you serious in there? " Trunks asked looking though the keyhole just as the door opened, spilling inside he landed at Gotens feet.

"Everyone you're not going to believe this! " He exclaimed standing in the doorway with his hands raised, everyone smiled and nodded. "We know Bro, congratulations" Gohan offered, slapping his palm down firmly onto Gotens shoulder, Trunks stood up and jumped onto Gotens back giving him a noggin.

"Way ta go tiger!! " He teased, grabbing Goten in a headlock refusing to let go, the father to be received hugs and kisses from the girls who asked dozens of questions, "When's it due? " . . . "Is it a boy or a girl? ". . . "Does she have morning sickness? " They all gulled unstoppably around him.

Goku was grateful for his youngest sons new found joy and as for his second time around at being a grandfather, he couldn't have wished for anything more.

As he reminisced in the feeling Piccolo came to stand beside him. "You looking forward to doing it all over again? " He asked, Goku turned and nodded to him. "I am, but I cant think about it now" he replied solemnly, as usual it came down putting the task ahead of them to highest priority. "The story of your life" Piccolo said to the frowning saiyajin.

"I'm going to have a cousin and that's something to celebrate! " Pan said with glee, giving her uncle a tight hug that almost cut off his air supply. "Panny, Panny that hurts please let go" he asked gently, trying not to sound ungrateful for all the praises, once she loosened her grip he relaxed his tensed body before he started walking down the stairs, all the attention was overwhelming and need a break but before he reached the first step he turned to Savarna.

"Bulma wants to talk to you, she's waiting for you now" he informed her then continued on his way. Savarna blinked, what could Bulma possible have to tell her, she didn't know the woman very well and didn't really see her as a member of the family so to speak.

As she was about to enter the cockpit Piccolos hand landed on her shoulder bringing her to a halt, she turned slowly to him to find him looking concerned with his eyebrow ridges tensed. "Don't be too long, you have training with Dende in 30 minutes" He reminded, she nodded as they stood staring at one another for a few seconds more until she looked away entering the cockpit, closing the door behind her.

Walking to the viewing screen she sat down crossing her ankles she picked up the headset, gently slipped it over her ears and adjusted the mic to her lips. "Hello Bulma, Savarna here" She said, seeing no one the screen she guessed they must have gone for a coffee or tea break, Bulma then appeared and took a seat back at the desk.

"Hiya kiddo how are you holding up? " She asked cheerfully, in her hand a steaming cup on black coffee that she set down on the coaster beside her. Savarna jerked her chin up slightly and smiled.

"I'm ok I guess, managing to hold my own with the guys training, so... Goten said you wanted to tell me something" She said wanting to get things over and done with. Bulma nodded and reached over out of view to fetch something, coming back she held it up toward the screen; it was a white plastic contraption that Savarna recognized instantly.

"Oh no! " she gasped slapping her hand over her mouth; Bulma was holding her inhaler which she was sure she has brought along.

"Of all things to forget sweetheart, this is a life preserver for certain situations. " Bulma lectured, giving a sympathetic look of disapproval before placing them down onto her desk. "You probably don't realize it but your lungs are still functioning fine now because of the high concentration of pure oxygen on the ship, we don't know how your gonna cope on another planets air" She explained carefully, it was a very serious issue to be dealt with.

Savarna thought for a moment, it now made sense "I wondered why I hadn't dropped into a breathing fit from all the training, dammit I cant believe I forgot it! " she shouted, slapping her palm down on the desk full of frustration, Bulma shook her head.

"Calm down honey there is a way to fix this, your going to have to get Trunks in here to speak to me, he had something in the med kit that he can customize into an inhaler for you, I just need to show him how. " The woman requested, seeing the tears brimming in Savarnas eyes wasn't a pretty sight and she felt guilty for lecturing her to that point, she was punishing herself enough.

"Ok ill go and get him, see you Bulma and thanks for the help. " She said with gratitude, ripping the headset from her hair she hurried to the door letting herself out, on the other side Piccolo stopped her as she tried to go by. "What happened? " he asked holding her arm but Savarna pulled away and shook her head.

"Nothing I just forgot something that I shouldn't have" she said and turned to Trunks. "Your mom really needs to talk to you about something" she informed, receiving a nod from him. "Ok thanks a lot" he responded, walking into the cockpit to see what was going on.

Trunks received instructions from Bulma and started work on a new inhaler for Savarna, meanwhile Savarna prepared for her next training session with Dende, slipping into her comfortable clothing she headed down to the training area with her mind still tense from forgetting the inhaler, of all things to forget, it would take her a tiring day and good nights sleep to get over the anxiety.

"You tend to take your time when you're worried, " Dende said as she passed him by unexpectedly, the Namek waiting atop a crate with his legs crossed. Savarna turned to him shaking her head.

"Its none of your concern and id appreciate if you wouldn't analyze my mood" she said standing at the crates base, far away enough so she could see him sitting on top of it. Poking out his bottom lip he nodded. "It's a fair request, however I am not a fair teacher and this is not a fair situation, it's my job to analyze tyou when you are under my teachings" He revealed, watching her for any retaliation or rebellion, which didn't surface on this occasion.

"I guess not, I wish I was anywhere but here" she said spitefully, he detected her mood darkening and her shoulders slouched forward. "You're here now and you need to deal with it, use me as a punching bag and outlet without fear, use me its what im here for" he told her almost passionately, hoping she would see this as an invitation of friendship, he was tired of being her foe and fear factor.

The hair on the back of her neck stood on end. "I don't want that from you, I don't want anything from you" she stated, sitting down on a small crate a few feet away by the wall, she slid her palms upward across her face and forehead.

"It's not a matter of what you want, right now its what you need and I want to help... I care about seeing you make it through this" As he said the words to her he found he was detached from himself, a small crack appeared in the wall and light was shinning through for the first time in years, he wanted to back away from the burning sensation it brought.

"Get up, we need to get started, " he ordered, standing he somersaulted to the floor and started down a long corridor. Now she was confused because for a slight second she felt like he was talking to a stranger, she stood up and followed him as he marched away.

Today was a fairly leisurely day to her surprise; arriving at their designated training area she was shocked to find it was the media room full of books. "Were taking a different approach to your survival training" Dende informed as he picked several book out from amongst the hoard of intergalactic encyclopedias and maps. "Search up and study everything you can about Asmosis 4 in these" He said handing the 6 books of different sizes to her, with one arm under the stack and the other studying the top she walked to the hard aluminum table in the corner, dropping them lightly on it.

"What are you going to be doing? " she asked as she arranged the books across the table, placing the thicker ones last. Dende glanced over his shoulder to her for a moment then turned back to the bookshelf. "It none of your concern." he Replied. Savarna eyes half closed at his comeback then she sat down taking the first thin book and opening it to the contents page.

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