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The Fallen Angel

Chapter Two : Dream?

"CHI CHI……" Goku jerked up from his bed screaming. His hands were reached out in the air, as if he is trying to grab hold of something. He blinked, turning to look out the window. The sun is just peeking from the horizon.

He let out a groan and started to rub his temple. His head is throbbing like hell. He sat up and slowly moved to the bathroom to wash up. After that, he went straight to the kitchen and all the food he knew will be there waiting for me. However, that's not what greeted him.

No tasty aroma that used to fill the house, no food and the strangest thing is that there is no one in the kitchen. He frowned again. 'Something isn't right.'

"Morning, dad." Goten's grumpy voice sounded from behind him. He turned and regarded his second son.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Goku opened his mouth a if to ask something. But he closed it when he realized he didn't know what is the matter with him.

"Hmmm… nothing. Are you going to cook breakfast?"

"Huh? I thought you wanted to do the cooking, dad."

"Oh! OK." Goku moved into the kitchen and started to open the fridge. He was quite surprise it was packed with so much food. ' When did I buy all these?' he shrugged and proceed to prepare breakfast.

"Yummy." Goten remarked insincerely when he saw all the charred food.

"Don't be fuzy. Just eat." Goku muttered under his breathe.

They ate their breakfast in silence for ten minutes. (That is they didn't talk to each other. Can't really call it silence when you can hear all the noises when they gobble their food down.) Goku looked up from his food and regarded his son again. "Do you feel weird today? For some reasons, I feel like I'm missing something important."

Goten stopped and look at his father. "Now that you mentioned it, yes. I did feel kinda strange. But I can't put my hands to it."

Goku let out a frustrated growl. 'Damn. What the hell is wrong with me today.'

'Wait a minute, how did I get home?' he frowned, trying to recall what happened last night.

'Yesterday…… Ah, I remember returning from the deserted island I resided on since I merge with shenlong. I went over to Bulma's to meet up with the others. Everyone was there. Even Piccolo. Wander how Bulma managed to get him to come? Well… there is Master Roshi, Krillin and his family, Yamachan, Gohan, Videl, Pan, Goten, Trunks, Bra and ……and ……" He let out another frustrated growl. He knows another person was there. But no matter how hard he try, he still can't remember who.

He stood up and started to pace around the room. Something caught his eyes. It is a photo frame resting on the television. He went over and picked it up. It was a picture of him, Gohan and Goten.

The picture looks kind of weird. It would seem that there is an empty space beside him. He didn't seem to recall taking a photo with just the three of them in it? There should actually be four……Goku frowned again. Four? How come there should be four?

"DAD!" Goten shouted.

"Huh? What is it?"

"I shouted five times, dad. What's bothering you? You looked kind of distracted."

"Nothing."

"Oh well, I just wanna tell you that I'm going out with Paris. See you later."

"Bye."

Goku shook his head trying to clear off the weird thoughts. 'I think I'll go spar with Vegeta.'

Pan sat at the table, looking at her parents. Her mother was busy preparing breakfast and her dad was reading the newspaper as per normal. Only that they are not acting normal.

'What is going on? How come they are acting like nothing happened?'

"Dad?"

"Yes, Panny?"

"Why are you acting like this? Why are you acting like nothing happened?"

Gohan gave Pan a strange look and folded the papers. "What do you mean acting strange? And what happened last night I'm supposed to know?"

"About grandma Chi Chi."

Goku's expression became that of amused. "Who is that?"