A/N: I don't own DBZ and I don't pretend to. This story is AU… So that gives me free range on how they behave. Be warned spelling and grammar mistakes will be found. ALWAYS! Warning, this is a Yaoi-ai male/male coupling, also swearing the list goes on. If you don't like don't read; no-one is making you. Rated R.
"A Saiyanjin Lullaby"
Chapter 18
"Fuck 'em!" Gohan snapped. Sharpener shot Matt's friends the bird before quickly turning to catch up with his friend in the crowded corridor.
"Wait up, willya!"
"I don't give a shit!" Gohan growled as he came to an abrupt halt in front of his locker, slamming his fist into its door. There was a metallic 'THUD' and Gohan's door bowed where his fist met it.
"Shit man…ya gotta watch that fist of yours… I swear you could kill someone with that." Gohan eyes snapped up and narrowed onto his friend, who quickly raised his hands in defence. "Hey, peace man …I'm on your side."
"I don't know how they can get off on saying that crap…DAMN!" Another decent sized, fist shaped, indent in his door.
"MR SON!!" Gohan looked up to see Mr Carry approach him with his superior expression that screamed don't mess with me you piece of trash. I'm better than you. And that was just about how the guy felt about all of the students here at school.
"How the hell did he even become a teacher?" Gohan quietly mumbled to himself as the head teacher of the science department approached.
"In my office… NOW!"
He wasn't even going to bother to try to get out of it. Gohan pursed his lips together to stop himself from saying anything that might dig him in deeper. Sharpener watched as his friend followed Mr Carry up the steps to the science department where his office was.
"Hey bud, what's with Gohan?" Ryan asked beating Videl to it as they came up the corridor in search of their friends so they could go off to lunch together.
Sharpener sighed. "Some of Matt's friends have been giving him a hard time." He wasn't too sure how much he could say to them without talking it over with Gohan first. But he thought, 'what the hell, they're friends and they've never done any harm before'.
"How so?" Ryan pushed on, his eyes narrowing on where Gohan had disappeared up the steps. The jock scoped around the corridors for the culprits that had rubbed his friend up the wrong way.
"Well it seems they saw him at the flicks the other night and are giving him a hard time about… well you know…" Sharpener was a little unsettled about saying anything out in the open.
Ryan frowned for a second trying to figure out what Sharpener was on about. His brow snapped up. "I gotchya!" He was thinking of settling a score with Matt's friends.
"Ryan, don't even think of it… well at least not without me, anyhow." Videl said with a grin.
"That's what I like about you. You're all sweet but with a powerful punch that could send a mule into orbit." Ryan smirked as he slipping his hands around Videl slim waist bringing her back in for hug.
"Awww you say the nicest things babe." She purred stroking his cheek as he rested his chin on her shoulder. Sharpener shook his head as he finished putting the last of his stuff in his locker.
"When you two have finished being sappy, I'll be slowly poisoning myself over at the cafeteria." He said as he walked off leaving the two love birds to suck face.
"Hey man, over here!" Sharpener called as he watched his friend, who looked pissed off, walk across the lawn to their hangout.
"It doesn't look good." Videl whispered as they watched Gohan slip his bag off his shoulder and onto the weathered table.
"Fuck!!" He cursed as he plonked himself heavily down on the bench opposite his friends who were looking at him curiously.
"I gather your little talk with Mr Carry was not good?" Videl asked knowing it was a stupid question, especially as Ryan elbowed her gently in the side.
"You think?" Gohan shot at her through narrowed eyes.
Sharpener sighed. "Hey man, gives?"
"I have to stay back after school to fix my locker, and any other bloody locker that needs work!"
"Huh, that could take years, not a day!" Ryan snickered. He couldn't help it. It was just like Mr Carry to think of that. He got a scornful look from Gohan.
Sharpener turned and gave his friend a sympathy look. "That sucks man! Hey, do you want me to stay back withya? Tina's working tonight so it's cool…"
"No, its fine. There's no need for you to stay back too. I'll just have to ring Geta and let him know. He's going to be sooo pissed! My first day back and now this!"
"You could make something up…" Sharpener suggested.
"Hell no! That's caused me enough trouble. I rather just tell him the truth outright. He would get even more pissed at me if I started lying to him again."
The sound of the bell for their next lesson rang making everyone reluctantly stand and grab their bags. "Shit!" Gohan cursed as swung his bag over his shoulder. "I didn't even get to eat!"
"Hey man can't you cut your next lesson?" Ryan asked
"What's your next class?" Videl looked at him as he got up and started walking beside her and Sharpener.
"English, and I can't miss that. It's all right guys. Hey if I don't catch ya later I'll see you tomorrow. k?"
"No problem bud." Ryan raised his hand with the other guys, given their usual slap-tap handshake before heading off to his class. "Catchya later guys…babe!"
"Seeya babe." She beamed as she waved her boyfriend off watching as he headed over to the oval where his track team was waiting. Both Gohan and Sharpener smirked and elbowed the other looking at Videl's love sick expression. She turned back to them when she heard them snickering and frowning. "You're just jealous!" She spat her tongue at them setting them both off in fits of laughter.
Sharpener sniggered. "Yeah right!"
Gohan raised his brow in mock disgust. "Excuuuuuse me, I think you forgot what my guy looks like!" Gohan scoffed. "No competition!" He pulled a face lifting his noise in the air holding back his laughter.
"Ooooh man, why do I have to be lumbered with a bunch of weirdos? We all know, as looks go, I beat both your guys hands down." Sharpener said with a smug expression as he pruned himself, patting his blonde hair down. Both his friends doubled over in laughter. "What, WHAT?!"
They all headed, laughing, toward the double doors to start their next class. The rest of the afternoon was uneventful for each of them. When the bell came for the end of the day, Gohan headed for Mr Carry's office and sat outside waiting to be called, he pulled out his cell phone and rang through to Vegeta.
(Gohan pov)
"What wrong boy!"
"Hey, chill! Nothing has happened. Geez Geta, if this is what you're going to be like every time I ring…"
"Well what do you expect? You should be half way home by now, not at that blasted school!"
"Okay- Okay I don't won't go there. I just rang to let you know I'll be a bit late coming home."
"Why! What's happened? Do you want me to come over…"
"No no! That won't be necessary, it's kinda my fault. I'm staying back anyhow…"
"How so?"
"Well I was kinda got upset and one of the teachers caught me putting my fist through my locker door."
A snicker came from the other end. "Is that all, I'm surprised you didn't demolish the thing." I had to giggle at that. Geta knows me too well. It did take some self control not to destroy my locker. "What got you all upset in the first place?" I gulped this wasn't going to be easy. "Boy?"
"Umm well it's like…" just then the door to the office opened up and Mr Carry glared down at me. "Umm sorry Geta I have to go. The teacher's here. Don't fret k? I'll be home as soon as I finish, love you."
"Boy…" I clapped the cell phone dead as I stood.
"Mr Son. Kindly keep your girlfriend calls till after school."
My brows knitted together and my jaw tightened stopping myself from washing that smug expression off his superior face. "Now, go down to the janitors and get to work on those lockers! And I don't want any trouble, got me?!"
I glared at him before snatching my bag, swinging it over my shoulder ready to leave. I came to an abrupt stop as he pressed his index finger into my chest. "Do you understand me…boy?" I cringed hearing him call me that. It wasn't the same as when Geta called me that. This was meant as an insult.
My eyes were dark and cold as they travelled up from his finger, still pressed to my chest, up his arm and to his face. "I understand completely…" You're a complete ass. Obviously I didn't say the last bit.
"Don't mess with me, boy! I can make your life a living hell. Smart mouth kids!" He glared down at me as his finger poked into me with each word he said. "Now go!"
I rolled my eyes. Here we go again I thought. My jaw hardened as I turned not wanting to start anything. I just wanted to get the job done, jump into my jeep and get the hell out of here.
A few minutes later, I found myself downstairs with one of the janitors, Ben, who was a cool guy. He showed me what I needed to know for the duration of my punishment.
The work wasn't too bad but a bit tiring as I had over forty lockers to repair in one way or another. I'm sure they just waited for sucker like me to come along to do this work. I did everything from oiling the hinges to replacing doors, in particular mine.
It was way after five when I finished. I went back up to Mr Carry's office, tapping quiet on his closed door. "Come in… Oh it's you!" My eyes narrowed. "I expect you back here tomorrow."
"WHAT!" My jaw tightened. My eyes were burying into his.
"You heard! I expect you back here tomorrow and every other day for the remainder of this week. You didn't think I was going to let you off that easy did you. You need to learn that you're at school, not at home where your parents allow this sort of behaviour." He looked at me with that hard expression on his from behind his desk. "…Unless you would like to do next week as well?"
"Like hell…" I muttered under my breath.
"Sorry, what was that?"
"Nothing sir." I shifted on my feet, keen to leave. I couldn't have eye contact without showing my anger.
"Good. Then I expect the same thing tomorrow. Report back to me here at the same time.
"Yes sir." I said through gritted teeth.
"Fine, that's all… Oh, and Mr Son, I expect you to be on time. You look like you need the exercise."
What!? What did he say? I can't believe he said that. Am I showing? Fuck this! I tell you I was out of there as soon as I had my back to him. And to think I had the rest of the week on locker detail. Oh goodie!
I jogged down the front steps and out into the dim afternoon light. It was bit on the chilly side after being indoors working my ass off. I quickly zipped up my jacket and jogged over to my jeep, one of the few still left in the car park. I looked over to the far end of the parking lot to see Matt with his friends all looking at me. "Great, just fuckin' great... now what?!...Blow this! I'm out off here!"
I wasn't going to put up with his crap too, that was the last thing I needed. I headed for my jeep. Jumped in and turned the key, she fired up. I quickly flipped the gear and jammed my foot on the accelerator and with a squeal of the tyres. I was out of there! I made sure to give Matt and his goons a smile before I gave them the bird as I drove passed their flushed faces.
"YOU JUST FUNKIN' WAIT SON!"
"Yeah yeah, so you keep saying, prick!" I thought as I turned the corner with the burning of rubber. I drove down the street to that led to the freeway that would lead me home. I turned on my headlights as the sun was now setting behind me.
What a day! I should have guessed it would turn out like this, from very beginning, when Bulma came in telling me I was running late.
Leave it to Geta to turn the blasted alarm off, on purpose, before he went for his morning spar with my dad. Since Bulma dragged my sorry ass out of bed and directed me towards the shower, the day had been a blur. I remember snatching a piece of toast from my dad's plate with my jacket and keys in one hand, my bag hanging over my shoulder. Bulma was yelling at me to wait for my lunch while the chibis were yelling goodbye, not to mention my dad was yelling at for me pinching his toast…
Then I had Geta scrambling to his feet calling "Boy I'll drive you." as I raced out the door.
"No, you've done enough for one day!' I yelled back as I ran up to my pride and joy, my jeep.
I remember the disapproving expression as I drove past him and towards the gate. My day was cursed from the moment I woke up. I'm just glad I'm going home. All I could think about was soaking my body in a hot bath when I get back up to my room.
"Hi honey, you okay?" Bulma asked looking up at me concerned as I walked through the front door stripping off my jacket in the warmth of the room.
"Yeah I'm fine… Where is everyone?" I asked as I leaned over giving her cheek a reassuring kiss.
"Well the boys are supposed to be upstairs getting cleaned up. Your dad went out to see Master Roshi and hasn't come home yet."
I had to smile at that word 'home'. It brought warmth to my heart. If only my dreams could become reality, to see Bulma and dad get together.
"What are you smiling about boy?" I turned, my smile slipped a little. There was my partner looking more like my father than my lover. He was in one of his moods.
"Nothing. I'm just going upstairs."
"Well tea will be a while hon, so no need to rush."
"That's cool. I want to soak in the bath for while."
"That's sound like a great idea." She smiled up at me.
"Boy?"
I rolled my eyes. I really didn't want to talk about it but I knew I'd have to. Geta followed me up the stairs to our room. As I headed for my room, both boys bolted past in nothing but the skin that they born in. "Hey, you two! Get dressed." I smirked as I managed to slap Trunks cute butt as he passed.
"HEY!"
"Well don't flaunt it!" I chuckled as I walked into my room, threw my jacket over the chair and slid my bag onto the floor beside it. I turned and just collapsed back onto the bed and toe kicked my Nikes off, not fazed where they landed. With a deep sigh I relaxed just as Geta walked in. I closed my eyes not really wanting to listen what he might have to say. I just wanted to enjoy being home and not have a fight. I think he realised it because when I opened my eyes again he wasn't in the room. "Geta? Geta?"
"Come on boy. Out of those clothes." I heard him over the running water in our bathroom. "I've got the bath running just the way you like it."
I smiled, grateful that he wasn't going to ask how my day was, but when I went to get up the way I normally did I found I couldn't. "Shit!" Geta was in like lightening with a worried expression planted on his face before it turned into a smile. He chuckled at me as he watched me struggling to get up. I ended up rolling slightly to one side. "Don't you dare say anything!" I warned him as I sat up a little exhausted.
"Me? Never…here." He held his hand out and helped me up. Then, with a sense of enjoyment he helped me out of my clothes.
"Don't get any ideas." I said as he looked up kneeling in front of me with a smirk while slipping my boxers off.
I ignored him, and with an underlying smirk on my face, I walked over to our bathroom as he stood up and… "HEY!" My head snapped back with a glare.
"Well don't flaunt it!" He laughed as I rubbed my now red butt cheek.
"O-Ooooh …yeaa… Ooooh…yessss!" I sighed. My eyelids close as I let the warmth ripple over me.
"Boy, you had better keep it down or they'll think something is happening." Geta chuckled as I sank deeper into the bath.
"Well let 'em…this is heaven." I let my body sink into the warmth as my eyes closed. I could feel all my tired muscles unwind and my body relax straight away.
Geta came up and sat on the edge of the bath looking at me. I could feel it. "What?" I asked as I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He had an expression I couldn't quite read. He must have noticed that my eyes lit with worry. Just then a flood of love came over me.
"You're handsome, you know that?"
"So you say." I said looking up at him with a brief smile. I didn't feel special to be honest, and especially now with my fast growing belly. Then again I couldn't see how he could love me before, but I wasn't about to challenge it neither. Just having him with me felt right.
"You don't believe me? Are you saying I have bad taste in guys?"
"I didn't say anyth…" I was silenced with his lips over mine and a splash as he slipped into the bath on top of me. Luckily the bath was large enough for the two of us. The water splashed over the edge making large puddles on the floor as our lips fought for dominance. I pushed him away gasping for air. "What's got into you?"
"Nothing yet." His lips dived hungrily onto mine. I didn't fight and melted in his arms. Heaven knows I wasn't going to get the relaxing bath I had been looking forward to, but I think what Geta had in mind would be far superior to anything I had planned.
The next day was the same. Matt's friends were keeping low with Mr Carry lurking around in the school corridors. I guess he comes in handy for some things. Not by much though. He seemed to spend his spare time breathing down my neck. In the end I escaped up to the library kept myself busy with my new English assignment and Calculus homework. Kami knows I wouldn't be able to do them at home. I'd be too tired, and with Geta being extra affectionate lately, I would be lucky to get any sleep at all. Though, I have noticed, I have been so damn moody lately. I feel like I'm getting worse as the days go by.
So here I was spending my lunch times, up at the library with the gang following me. That was kinda cool, but, at the same time distracting as everyone was set up in couples. Even Trevor and Eraser showed up. I watched as they cuddled, flirted, and just joked about. I couldn't help but wish Geta was here with me doing the same. For some strange reason I could feel myself getting teary. Before anyone could see me I quickly buried my head back into my books and drowned myself in my school work.
On Wednesday I came out to find my jeep had a slashed tyre. Shit! No one had to tell me who did it. I looked around to see Matt and his friends across the road. My fist clenched as my sights narrowed on him a few words spat between us just as Mr Carry walked out and headed my way, his eyes narrowed on me. I could feel my body tense as he approached. I turned to see Matt and his friends walk away.
"Mr Son!" Here it goes, I thought.
I ignored him as he lectured me on my choice of words while I got what I needed to change the tyre. I had to hear it all over again more threats as I changed the tyre, not like he was going to help – and I had to work slower with him there. I so want to get out of HERE!
Lucky they didn't touch my spare tyre. They were probably just having good cackle on my expense. It was nearly seven pm before I got home. My temper flared just thinking about it. I was in a bad mood when I got home and raced up to my room slamming the door. I didn't want to answer any of Geta or dad's questions as they called out to me from the other side of the door. I was surprised Geta didn't just come through the widow again but dad must have said something to him as they walked away.
I just lay on the bed with my rising temper, staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. I couldn't take it any longer. I got up and snuck down to GR knowing Geta would be up at the house, hopefully.
I spent the next two hours working out. Nothing like I used to but I was still nearly exhausted by the time I unlocked the door and found Geta waiting for me. He wasn't amused as he pushed off the wall and locked eyes with me.
"I don't want to talk about it. I'm tired!" I snapped.
"You're pushing yourself." He growled as he stood in his commanding stance I knew so well. His powerful stare sometimes made me feel like a small child.
I feel my anger subside a little. "Look Geta I know what I'm doing..." I sighed as he kept his stance, I felt even smaller and full of regret. "…I'm sorry Geta… I'm just tired. I'm sorry." I came up to him, kissing him tenderly on the cheek. I look up at his dark eyes looking at me.
I felt worse seeing and feeling his pain and anger at me. "I'm real sorry." I walked away to our room feeling depressed and worn-out. I just wanted to cuddle up to him. He never did follow me. Instead I heard the GR door slide close behind me. I don't know how long he was in there because when I woke up in the morning before dawn I was feeling something amiss; he wasn't in bed. My hand stretched out to feel the cool of the sheets. Just stroking his side of the bed filled me with regret. "Geta I'm sorry. I can't do anything right."
It was Thursday, and the same thing - locker duty, and another late afternoon. This time I tripped over and got paint all over my clothes. "Just funkin' great! That's all I needed!"
I tried to wash off what I could with Ben, the janitor, helping me but my clothes were a mess. Of course, Matt and his friends were outside laughing their asses off, but too scared to come on to the school grounds to do anything about it. Chicken shit!
I drove home and ran up to my room before anyone could see me. I stripped my clothes off and tossed them in the corner. I went straight into the shower and scrubbed at the paint I missed. I also tried to get the turps smell. I managed to get most of the paint off; even the little bit that went in my hair. What a sight I must have looked. Once I was dressed in sweatpants and t-shirt I grabbed my discarded clothes from the floor and went downstairs looking for Bulma. I headed for her lab where I knew she would be. "Bulma?"
"What's up?"
"This, I kinda got paint all over them." Her hands went straight to her hips with a sigh. I got on the defensive. "It was an accident. I was kinda hoping your genius mind might know what to do?" She sighed and shook her head. I knew if I played my cards right, and stroked her ego, it would win her over.
"Don't give me that shit!"
Or maybe not!
"Pleeease? They are my newest clothes."
"Well maybe don't wear them. If you keep this up you'll have nothing left!"
"But I don't fit into anything else, and the way I'm growing, I won't fit into these soon either!" I snapped on top all that had happened, my weight was starting to get on my nerves and my clothes are a constant reminder that I'm getting bigger. "This is so damn stupid. I'm a boy for Kami's sake!" I snapped throwing my clothes at the wall before turning around and racing back upstairs making sure to slam the door with loud 'BANG'.
In record time Geta was at the door pounding for me to let him. "Just leave me ALONE!" I spat. He must have given up after I heard dad outside talking to him. I must have cried myself to sleep because when I woke up the alarm was screaming for my attention. I made quick work at tossing the bloody thing across the room killing it instantly before getting up. I noticed Geta hadn't come in again. A heavy sigh left my lips. How bad can it get? I don't like these blasted mood swings of mine, they seemed to be getting worse.
When I eventually went downstairs I was angry at myself for causing all the trouble. I walked in to the kitchen and found everyone sitting at the table eating. The room suddenly went quiet as I entered.
"Morning honey."
Bulma placed a large bowl of my favourite cereal in front of me. I eyed her up suspiciously. She smiled sweetly at me, maybe too sweetly.
"Okay what's going on? If this about last night…I'm sorry. I've been under a lot of stress lately" I sat down heavily and stared at my bowl. Not moving my head I glanced at my partner who was looking at me with his dark eyes. I quickly averted my eyes feeling bad again. "Sorry." It came out more as a whisper. I would be surprised if anyone heard it but with their Saiyan hearing, I'd say they did.
Bulma was the one who broke the ice. "Honey its only natural …"
Huh, natural what's natural about a boy being pregnant? It must have shown on my face because the next thing I knew Geta stood up and stormed out. Shit, that's just what I needed - to piss off my mate. I pushed my chair back to get up and go after him when my dad grabbed my arm.
"We need to talk!" I looked up at him and met his eyes. His eyebrow rose and he gave me that stern look. The one that said 'you will' He wasn't asking me, he was telling me and I knew I was going to do what he said. I followed dad out onto the balcony where he turn to me. He pointed to a chair. "Sit down!"
I did as he asked knowing dad wasn't going to let me go until he said what he needed to say, whether I wanted to hear it or not, and that I would be late again for school. "Gohan…"
"Dad. Look I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come down all hard on him. I'm just…"
"Under some stress… Yes. You keep saying that and we understand son. But you're not like them…" My eyes snapped wide I could feel my face harden. I'd had this talk before, but with my mother all those years ago. I felt like she was there about to say all those things again. My lips pressed together ready to hear it all again when he threw me a curve ball. "You're only half human Gohan. What is normal for them doesn't mean it is for you! It's okay to be different son …" I could feel my jaw drop some but the bottled up emotions, and my mother voice, echoed inside me. All those years of listening to her speech on how I was different; and different was bad.
"But dad its not… not…"
"You're not them! You are my son and that makes you part of me, a Saiyan! I thought I taught you better than this …Don't you remember anything from when you were a child…"
Oh that did it. I don't know what came over me what snapped inside of me, but it shot out of me faster than it should. "Don't give me that CRAP dad! I remember every bit of the PAST!" I hissed as I sprung to my feet tears treating to escape. I glared at him, I don't know why I was doing this but I couldn't control it either. "If you haven't forgotten I was there when you left ME!" I didn't want to hurt him, but I was hurting inside of me, all those years of calling screaming out his name, my hero who never came to my rescuer. That left me…
"Gohan settle! Now sit back down and listen to me!"
I felt like I wanted to hit something with the built up frustration the rage that was inside me.
"SIT DOWN!"
I sighed and did as he asked, rubbing my face trying to rub away the anger that I felt. I wasn't willing to look at him or I would just yell at him again.
"You can't keep bringing that up as excuse, you've got get on with your life. Forget the past … forget it!"
Forget it? Yeah it's alright for him he just racks off and forgets everything – even the fact he had family. I can't take this. Dad will never get it and I didn't have the time to argue with him. This was a waste of my time. "Look dad, I need to get to school…" I go to get up when he take step forward not like there much room anyway.
"SIT! Gohan! I know you're hurting about the past, but I can't change any of that, not now, not ever! I have told you over and over again that I'm sorry!"
I could feel the tears threatening to spill, but I refused to cry. "That's in the past! What you have there is the future - yours, Vegeta's and ours the rest of your family's. We know you're going through a lot of changes…but you've got to let Vegeta in, you've got let us help you…"
"But I'm a freak…"
"Don't say that! If you truly believe that, then you're calling your family the same thing. Stop trying to run away and stop trying to close the door on what you are. And, most of all, stop locking Vegeta out. He feels like you don't trust him enough to ask for help. He is the father of your child and he's your partner. Let him in!"
I felt like I had been slapped. "Dad, I said I'm sorry..."
"If you are really sorry you wouldn't have been so self-centred back there!"
Self centred?
"Gohan you might have not said anything but he didn't need words, your face said it all. You're disgusted about being pregnant because you believe it's not natural. Well it is for Vegeta and our race. What you did back there was worse than spitting in his face." I felt my jaw drop again I was speechless. Is that what I did?
My eyes wandered, grasping at what I had done I sprung to my feet. "I gotta find Geta!" Dad said nothing only clamp both hands on my shoulders and smiled. I nodded, turned around and homed in on my partner's signal. Luckily he wasn't too pissed at me to lock his ki from me. I found him in the GR. I was glad that he wasn't too far away or I wouldn't have been able to get to him. Though he had told me he would never leave me when I needed him, I felt so selfish.
"Geta! Geta it's me… can I come in?" I tapped on the door again hoping he would open it. I took a breath as the door slowly opened in front of me. There stood my man with his dark eyes looking deep into me, piercing my soul. I could see his pain!
I hung my head in shame. I couldn't stop the tears as my body shook. I threw myself into his now open arms. "I-I'm so, so sorry…G-Geta." I sobbed in his strong arms as he nearly crushed me as he pulled me in a protective embrace.
He allowed me to cry out my regrets into his shoulder, as his free hand stroked my hair. "Shh boy it's okay. I'm here… I'll never leave you….remember that!" His words made me cry more. What an ass I've became. I seemed to be making the same mistakes over and over and I thought I had learned my lesson.
"What's wrong with me?" I was surprised that I had spoken out loud. He lifted my head, to meet his dark eyes. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip.
"Nothing's wrong with you boy, and do you think I would care if there was." Tears trailed down my cheeks as our lips met tenderly, lovingly. "I love you, like no other and I'm here to stay forever."
"I-I…love you too." I sobbed as I crushed him to me. Our lips pressed together in their own urgency. I needed to feel him, something that my body ached for, something my soul craved for – to be drowned in his everlasting love. It was something I knew I couldn't live without. "I love you so much! Never leave me pleeeease …promise me you'll never leave me?"
He crushed me close. "I could never leave you, koi."
I got to school late that day, but I didn't care. Geta drove me and we talked some more. It was good to have him close. We kissed goodbye before I got out of the car. He told me he would be waiting for me after school. I told him to be here around five thirty, and he said he would. I didn't let Mr Carry get chance to pester me that day. I felt too drained to handle him. My friends kept asking what had happened. No matter how hard I tried, they knew me too well. I suppose my puffy eyes were a dead giveaway that something had happened. I told them not to worry and it was okay. They left it at that, however they kept close, in a protective sort of way.
When Vegeta picked me up that day I was glad to see him. Only one more day of school and it was the weekend. I gave him the biggest kiss that put an instant smile on his face. He drove me back home, but not without passing Matt and his friends. Geta looked over at them.
"I've seen them before."
"Yeah you have, that's Matt and his goons."
"The same guys that have been giving you trouble?"
"Yeah, but it's cool. I can handle them." Vegeta looked at me his eyes darkened, just for a second, before he turned his attention back to the road. I reached over and gave his thigh a gentle squeeze.
"Don't worry."
It was Friday, and my last day of locker detail, and Mr Carry – finally. I couldn't wait for the day to come to a close. I just wanted to get out of there and get ready for the weekend. I was so keyed up with my plan to get dad and Bulma together. They seemed to be excited about the night out too.
That day up in the library Sharpener tapped me on the shoulder I look up. "Man, how long do you think you can keep this up?" I frowned
"What are you talking about?"
"Well you know…well don't bite my hand off or anything, but man you're kinda sticking out a bit down there." Shit, panic, thinking the worst I went to check my fly.
Damn belly in the way again. "No no, the belly dude …you being pregnant and all!"
"Geez, say that a little louder willya Sharpener, I don't think the guys down the back heard ya!" I felt my cheeks burn as my eyes lowered with the stares I was getting. Oh just great!
"Hey what you guys talking about?" Videl asked as she walked over with the others.
"O-oh nothing, just about his …" Sharpener stumbled over his word with a painful kick under the table by yours truly. "Umm… weight… weight that's it!"
Thanks Sharpener just what I wanna talk about, my ever growing weight.
"Yeah, I was going to ask what was happening. You have been gaining like heaps in just this last week. What going on?"
"Hehe, you know me and my cookies." I tried to be cool about it, pass it off, but I knew I was flunking that class.
"Hey dude, it's not good to eat too many of them." Ryan jokingly said as he came up behind Videl. Like those two can be separated for too long.
"Come off it guys just look at him. It's like he's pregnant." Geez the first thing she has to say to me, directly, since she met up with Trevor and Eraser hits the nail on the head, even if it is a lame joke.
"Shit, how did you guess? Did you tell her?" Sharpener's head snapped to me with disbelief. I felt my whole body sinking, willing myself to slide off the chair. I wish the ground would just swallow me whole.
"Haha, guys stop joking around… " I said before I gave the death glare to Sharpener as I grabbed my gear, threw it all into my bag before tossing it over my shoulder, without looking at any of them. I made a bolt for the door. Just as I went to grab the handle to make quick exit, Videl grabbed my arm. What's with this grabbing my arm lately? We locked eyes. A strong urgency to run from the room, and flee washed over me.
"What's going on Son Gohan? You're keeping something from me. I can feel it! Well what's your game?" At that moment panic swelled inside me. Wrenching my arm free, I pushed open the door and rushed down the library steps as she called from behind. "GOHAN!"
I picked up speed and ran to the only place I could think of – behind the boy's toilets, and before I could stop. "Shit!" I looked in front of me to see Matt's goons. They all stopped what they were doing in complete surprise in seeing me, there.
"GOHAN!"
I could hear Videl yelling out my name from somewhere behind me. Matt's friends seemed to at that moment come to life, stomp out their smokes and take a step toward me just as Videl came racing around the corner slamming into my back.
"SHIT!"
Yeah she took the words right out of my mouth.
"RUN!!" I yelled as I grabbed a hold of her wrist pulling her along with me. We rushed towards the gym with ten or more guys behind us. I wasn't going to stop and count. I felt Videl pull herself free from me, pulling me up in the process. "Come ON!" I screamed.
"I'm not going to run away from THEM!" She thumbed over her shoulder at Matt's buds making a bee line towards us.
"We can argue about this elsewhere. Now COME ON!!" I grabbed her, protesting, as I did. Kami, I don't need this!
I rushed to the nearest place I could think of with Videl yelling at me to stop. I headed for showers under the gym and pushed the door open. I let Videl go as she swore at me.
"Quit it!" I snapped.
She glared at me from behind as I quickly locked the door, just as they reach it, and started to pound on the other side. Others jumped up to the high meshed windows trying to look in.
"Now shut up!" I said as I paced the floor. Shit what am I going to do? I can't take them all on maybe few but not all of them, not in my condition, and I'm sure as hell not going to let her out there to face them. "Shit Shit SHIT!" I listened to them outside banding on the door yelling at as to open up. Yeah right!
"Gohan what's got into you? This wouldn't have bothered you before. We can take them!"
"Damn it Videl!! I can't, not like this!"
"Like what? What the hell is going ON!"
"I'M PREGNANT!!"
"That's just SICK! What are you playing AT?! We've got them breathing down our necks and you want play this game!"
"It's not a GAME! It's the TRUTH!" She looked at me like I'd lost my mind. Suddenly I felt like I had just been hit in the gut by a Super Saiyan. My eyes bulged with the pain, fear swept over me. My eyes locked with Videl's as I dropped to my knees. "Arrrgh…" I doubled over clutching my belly my eyes squeezed shut. "FUCK FUCK!!"
"Gohan?!"
"ARRRRGH!! SHIT… " GETA!! Kami help me! I screamed through my bond.
"What's happening?!" Videl, wide eyed, came beside me, and knelt down, looking over me concerned. Not to sure what to do. "Gohan what the hell is WRONG?!"
"ARRRRGH… HELP ME …"
"Gohan!"
TBC…
A/N: Small chapter I know …well I thought you guys needed an update. Anyhow now we have Videl stuck there with Gohan and where's Geta? This could get interesting don't you think? I hope she takes it better than Sharpener did. What a mouth that guy has eh?
I'd like to thank those who e-mailed me in sympathy of the loss of my friend in a car accident over the Easter break. That was real sweet of you. It helped a lot reading your kind words! Anyhow I'm half way with the next chapter and I'm hoping to update sooner for you guys.
Thanks again!