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Chapter 12 – Ghost Stories - Part 1

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Only about fifteen minutes has passed when Goku arrived with his boxes of Pocky, and when he crashed into the wall falling over. Gohan began to rub the back of his neck as he looked down to his father, who had swirl eyes. Furthermore, Gohan didn't really want to be seen with that 'mask' on. He had a gut feeling his dad would have a heart attack if he saw him in this state once more.

And, as I stated before, it was fifteen minutes later. Goku finally opened one eye, and looked around. The first one he noticed was his chibi son, Goten, staring at him in the face.

Goku's eyes widened as he sat up abruptly and examined his son's face. It wasn't green! But what if it was a trick?! What if the people WERE zombies?! He reached out, and touched his son's smooth cheek. His son's skin was warm.

Goten blinked as he poked his dad in the nose. "What are you doing papa?" asked the chibi in his cute chibi voice. It made everyone around, especially Goku's heart melt. Well... all but Trunks and Vegeta.

Gohan walked up to his dad, the mask off of his face, and smiled. "Well... I'm glad to see your up!" Goku gave a smile as he nodded to his eldest son.

"It was the weirdest thing Gohan!" exclaimed the saiyan as he stood up. "I could have sworn that my chibi me, you, and your friends were all zombies! All of your faces were a strange green color! Isn't that thought bizarre?" he asked with a grin.

A sweatdrop fell from all of the people around. "Um... sure dad," stated Gohan back with a huge sweatdrop on the side of his forehead.

Videl gave a yawn as she leaned back in the couch. "Gosh... what time is it?" she asked looking around the room for a wall clock.

Erasa turned her wrist to look at her wristwatch, "One more hour to midnight." The blonde also gave a yawn as she leaned her head on Sharpener's shoulder. She couldn't help but giggle when she noticed the human male's braided hair. The blonde male couldn't get them out... so he would either have to cut his hair off... or wait a while till the braids fell out on their own.

The sound of heavy rain came once more onto the small home.

Vegeta looked up to the ceiling, and frowned. And something just dawned on him. He would be stuck, here, with four hormone driven teens... well... for the most part. He'd also be stuck with two evil chibi's who LOVED to play a prank on any person with in a one-mile radius, and last but not least, there was the naïve saiyan. Vegeta would have had more respect to the other man if he acted more saiyan like, but he didn't. So, Vegeta just thought of the younger full-blooded saiyan as a moron. He growled as he crossed his arms. The fates were against him, and he knew that many warriors who he killed... or that were killed by him were laughing their ass off at him in hell. "I am going to go insane by the end of my stay here..." muttered the prince as he closed his eyes. Although he would rather be in his gravity room training, he couldn't help but be glad that he was stuck in this small home. His life had just become a bit more interesting.

"Eleven Pm?" asked Videl as she gave another yawn. Her friend gave a nod as she closed her eyes. The black haired female nodded as she looked to Gohan for the moment. "I'll be back shortly..." Gohan, about to respond to Videl's statement blinked. She was already gone from sight.

Gohan noticed Sharpener wrap an arm around Erasa while a small smile graced the blonde males face. The young adult too broke out into a grin as he noticed the couple snuggling closer into the embrace. Maybe the two were a match.

"Gohan! Could you come up here for a moment!" shouted Videl's voice from the upper levels of the small cozy home. With out word or a sigh, Gohan sauntered over to the stairs aware of everyone's gaze on him.

He had to admit that it was slightly unnerving.

Vegeta gave a smirk as he watched the saiyan teen almost RUN out of the room. He could sense the teen's nervousness easily. He looked to Goku, as the father of the teen smirked when he watched his son leave the room. The black, spiky haired saiyan looked over to the prince, and the two exchanged a smirk.

A hybrid saiyan, and a female, ALONE, could only mean one thing...

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"GRAND CHILDREN!" exclaimed Chichi as her eyes sparkled.

Bulma stared at her friend strangely at the outburst. For one, it had scared her half to death. The newly spilled, hot coffee stain on her expensive white housedress backed up her fright from just seconds before. She glared at Chichi. She was wet... and the still hot liquid was burning her flesh. Why didn't she jump up and scream as most women would have done? She didn't want the liquid to get on her new white rug or her new white leather furniture. Someone that was as rich as Bulma would just use the thought process 'Buy A New Set'. She couldn't exactly do this. All of the materials were from other planets, which her husband had thoughtfully brought in from a recent space trip, so they were clearly unique.

Bulma just stared at Chichi even more strangely as Chichi's eyes almost blinded the other lady from the sparkles. "Um... Chichi?"

The younger woman looked down to her blue haired friend. "Why did you randomly exclaim 'Grandchildren'?"

Obviously, it was the question of the day. Du nu nuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Chichi raised a balled fist into the air with a victorious smile on her face. "I just KNOW Gohan's going to be choosing his future bride today! And I'll have little children running around!" Her smile softened as she brought her hands to her chest and clamped them together. "Oh! I could just imagine it now!" she sighed all dreamy like.

Bulma gave a sigh as she rubbed her temples. 'Chichi and her obsession with her son's love life...' All Chichi seemed to want was his children to spoil. Go figure.

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Gohan was currently in the hallway. He reached the door to his room, and the light was on. Videl must have been in the room. Heat came to his cheeks as his mind began to bring him to a certain conclusion. Videl might be in there... undressed. Gohan just knew his cheeks were in a bright red blush, so he needed to make sure that he didn't walk in on her at an inappropriate state. The teenaged saiyan knocked on the slightly ajar door, "Videl?"

"Come in!" she stated from the room.

Okay... so maybe she just wanted to ask him a question, like where the bathhouse was... He could feel his face cooling down as he opened the door.

His eyes widened, and the blush came back even brighter.

She had on no shirt or her pants. Videl was only clad in her underwear and a sports bra. He was trying to desperately to turn his head away from her, but his eyes remained glued as she kneeled down to her duffle bag. It must have been in one of her many capsules that she brought along.

The black haired female looked up to her friend, and smiled as stood up stretching her lean muscled arms. "Gohan, you wouldn't mind if I borrowed some of your clothes to sleep in, would you?" she asked him as she went back to her bag and searched around in it once more. "It seems as if I forgot my own PJ's."

Gohan noticed her gaze up at him once more, and he immediately choked on his words as he tried to answer. His reply sounded close to, "Gehayhahf q chnmomj jndjno m xzopj hlkam cmoqjm..."

Videl gave a small giggle as she zipped her bag up, and stood up once more giving Gohan a view he might have only thought he would see in his dreams. His face became even redder. She smiled as she turned around. "Thanks!" she replied as she walked to his closet and rummaged thru some of his baggy clothing.

Gohan swallowed hard as he forced his face away from her figure and turned to leave the room. And the last words that he muttered before he left the room to Videl was, "Y-your W-we-welcome."

One could have sworn that he ran all the way down to where his family and friends were.

And when he noticed them, he kept his head low. He could feel all their stares on him. His face felt like a volcano ready to explode because of all the blood that rushed to it.

Erasa and Sharpener studied the teen's face for a moment more before they recognized the look in his face. The two teens looked at each other before turning back to the hybrid saiyan.

"You walked in on Videl with only a bra on, right?" asked Erasa bluntly.

Gohan lowered his face. He could feel every part of his body burn from embarrassment when Erasa stated that.

Erasa gave a nod at the reaction she got. "Thought so," she muttered. The blonde female shook her head as he folded her arms, "That girl needs to get a bit of modesty. You could probably walk in on her naked and she wouldn't care!"

Gohan almost fell over. That explanation didn't help the teen get over what he saw moments before. It worsened them... if that's even a word to be used in this issue.

"Gohan," called out the blonde male as he leaned back in the sofa. The saiyan looked to his friend with a bright red face. Sharpener began to laugh. "You must not know Videl that well! You should have been expecting something like that from her."

Erasa nodded as she leaned on her new boyfriend's shoulder. "Yeah. She's more of a tomboy... if you haven't realized it yet."

Gohan gave a small nod when he felt Videl's ki coming into the room.

Let me make a note about something. The electricity is out. The thunderstorm had taken out all power from the home; so weak balls of energy were placed around the room that everyone could see with a soft glow covering most of the room.

Gohan's blush returned full force as she sat right beside him, and Videl placed her head on his muscular shoulder. She had to admit that it made a comfortable pillow.

The hybrid saiyan noticed her wearing his training clothing. The baggy green pants, and one of his white undershirts. He was THIS close to let his saiyan instincts take over, but he seemed to forget all when Erasa asked the simple question, "Could we tell ghost stories?"

This phase seemed to brighten up the spirit of the saiyan prince. And Gohan, the only one to notice the saiyan's interest in telling stories, was aware of the fact that he could tell tales of his own life, and no one would know other wise. Well, all but he that is. His friends didn't know that he was alien; at least Gohan didn't think they did.

"Ohhhh! Great idea Erasa!" exclaimed Videl with a grin on her face. She unconsciously snuggled closer to Gohan. The hybrid saiyan didn't notice a thing.

Vegeta leaned forward in his seat and smirked. "I'll be first."

Goku looked to the other full-blooded saiyan shock written all over his face. "Vegeta? Wanting to participate in human activities?!" he asked in a surprised tone making a huge reaction to it all.

The prince glared at the taller saiyan, "For your information, I could actually SCARE these pansies out of their clothes! And you know that I LIVE to scare young, puny humans." He turned back to the teens, and chibi's who stared at the cynical look Vegeta began to give them. They were somewhat doubtful for suggesting 'Ghost stories'.

Vegeta sat forward creating a small glow with his palm and placed the lighted ki energy under his chin to give him the 'spooky' look as he grinned evilly.

"It was about fifteen years ago, when the four of you hormone driven-teens were just children, maybe weak infants." The prince looked to the two young chibi's, "You two... didn't exist at the time." Goku gave a scream as he gripped a pillow tightly.

"NO!!!! Not the KIDS!!! ANYTHING BUT THE KIDS!!!!" shouted the older man as he became hysterical.

Vegeta began to twitch ever so slightly as he glared at the older saiyan. "Kakarot, come here." Goku paused as he looked to the saiyan, and he got a punch in the face from the saiyan prince. Vegeta nodded as he went back to his story. "Now... as I was saying before I was RUDELY INTERRUPTED." He dusted himself off for a moment before he brought the light up to his chin once more.

"One stormy night, a young man, about your age," stated the prince as he motioned to the teens, "Was wondering around at night. It was a dangerous area, and the only thing he had to defend himself was his fighting skill, and weak energy which could have kill a normal human at full power." Vegeta became all shifty eyed as he looked to everyone around. All were watching and listening attentively. Vegeta's smirk grew.

"What the young man didn't know was there were something lurking the corner awaiting for him to walk into the creatures trap. The creature hadn't eaten for days, and it was willing to eat anything of meat and fresh blood."

And to add to the story telling, a bright lightning bolt flashed in the sky.

"As the saiyan continued to walk, he couldn't help but feel a shiver crawling down his back-"

"Saiyan?" interrupted Videl as she raised an eyebrow. "What's a saiyan?"

Goten smiled as he turned to the black haired female. "I know! I know!" exclaimed the chibi. The young Goku look-alike placed a finger on his cheek and went into a thoughtful mode. "A saiyan is... a POWERFUL warrior! They turn all gold when they get mad or when they want to protect someone!"

"Yeah!" interjected Trunks as he smiled, "And a saiyan warrior is usually ruthless. They kill everything in their path even if it's the smallest of things! And... and... Our dad's are the only full blooded saiyans left!" exclaimed Trunks in a cheerful-like manner.

Erasa, Sharpener, and Videl sat there raising an eyebrow. They looked to each other, then they laughed. Erasa patted both boys on the head.

"Come on now! That must be the biggest story I have ever heard from the both of you!" stated the blonde female as she gave a small giggle.

Videl nodded too. "I agree with Erasa. If there were any of these 'sayeens' then I think we would all be dead right now," she elbowed Gohan in the ribs lightly. "Am I right Gohan?" she asked him looking up.

Her brow furrowed when she noticed him sitting there, to what looked like as pale as a white sheet. She poked Gohan on the side, and he fell over in his seat. She blinked.

Trunks gave a small frown. "Saiyans are alive and well! I, Goten, and Gohan are half saiyans and our dad's are the ones of full blood," stated the young boy arrogantly. "How do you think we can turn into Super Saiyans?"

"Super...? Saiyans?" asked Sharpener.

Goten gave a nod. "Yep! But I think people call the transformation the 'Gold Fighter' or something like that..." stated the young black haired boy unsurely.

Vegeta was twitching in his own corner as he sat there.

Goku blinked. He wasn't quite sure why these people called a Super Saiyan the 'Gold Warrior'. Didn't they know who they were due to the Cell Games?

Gohan began to twitch also, but because of all this information spilling out while his friends were here. He worked hard to try and keep his secrets away from them, and his friends were learning all of them in an afternoon/evening. Now he was going to have to do much explaining... The hybrid saiyan wasn't looking forward to it.

The three humans just sat there.

The moment became tense.

That was... till Erasa began to giggle, "Well, I don't see why we SHOULDN'T believe you. I mean anything could be possible! Heck, for all we know, Gohan could be a prince!"

Goku paused for a moment, "I think he is one. His mom's a princess... and Chichi's dad is the Ox King..."

Gohan slammed his head on the hard floor as he fell from the couch, and the surface cracked.

Vegeta shook his head in pity. "ANYWAYS. Going back to my story," stated the prince as he brought the glowing ki energy to his face once more.

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