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A/N: Buah ha ha ha ha…
A/N- This is NOT in Chichi's P.O.V.
Her dreams were full of screams. She could taste blood in her mouth; she could feel the streams of red flow down her legs and hit the ground. The drops traveled to her ears. She was running through bushed. Thorns pricked her… but they were behind her. Everything she feared was chasing her. She clawed at the leaves, shredded them as she passed. She allowed the small needles to cut her arms. She just wanted to go home.
Home.
What was home? She had nothing. No family. No friends. Nothing. Tears leaked out of her eyes, into her mouth. She tasted the salt and bitterness of tears and blood. She only had herself.
But only having herself was not enough for this world. No. She couldn't make it alone. She had to. She had to learn. She couldn't count on anyone anymore. Her own family betrayed her. They scared her off. It was them that brought her here… not the Saiyan's.
Saiyans. The word echoed in her ears and she shouted. Monsters. They only wanted to hurt her. Hit her. Make her serve until she scared from head to foot. They only wanted to see blood spill from her body and bruises form on her skin. They wanted to harm her for what she was. A human.
She kept running and running. Voices of everyone she had ever known screamed behind her. Yelled at her. Told her to stop. She wouldn't listen. She couldn't listen. Her heart pounded so loud it felt like it would burst out of her chest if she ran any further, but she couldn't stop. If she did they would get her. No… she couldn't let that happen.
Sweat poured off her like rain. It ran with the blood and the tears. It entered her wounds and made them burn. Her bare feet ached. Her legs felt tired and heavy. She wanted to give in. She turned and found herself in an empty field staring into the dark eyes of a familiar boy. He had wild hair and she recognized him right away. It was the boy who had watched her when she was taken away for the first time. It was Bardock's son.
He opened his hand and she stared at it. He looked so gentle, so friendly. She looked up at him. So young, yet so tall and strong. Could she trust him? Should she? He gave her a calm smile. Her hand moved forward…
Chichi's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes to darkness except for the dim light of a lamp that set beside the bed. Ming was sitting and knitting, her eyes looked tired but she hummed and smiled. There was a tray of food on a table beside the bed. Everything on it was untouched. I can't remember such a feast. It looked absolutely delicious.
A heavy knock on the door jolted Ming. "Come in," She said softly and sat her knitting aside. The young boy that resembled Bardock walked in. "Yes, Kakkarot?" So this is Kakkarot.
"I'm going to bed. I'm training with Vegeta in the morning and need to rest," He gave his mother a kiss on the cheek, "Good night."
"Good night, love," Ming smiled. It was a smile a mother that loves her children very much gives. I don't remember the last time my Mother ever looked at me that way. Kakkarot glanced at me and nodded his head before leaving the room. Ming looked at me and smiled. "How are you feeling?"
I couldn't answer, I just stared at her. Was it fear? Maybe… or maybe I just didn't want to talk to a Saiyan. How could I trust her? How could I trust any of them? She stood and walked to me. She sat on the edge of the bed.
"I brought you up some dinner, try to eat a little. Here, I'll help," She brought a small piece of food to my lips. It smelled wonderful. My stomach growled but I kept my mouth closed. "I won't hurt you… trust me." I don't know why I did it… I don't even know why I wanted to. I just opened my mouth… and after that eating become a lot easier.
A/N: Thanks for telling me Goku's Mom's name! I just didn't want to change it so I kept it Ming. Haha… I'm lazy. Anyway, hope everyone liked this chapter! Thanks for the reviews!