The Promises We Keep - My Child

The Sequel to A Disturbed Savior.

For those who have not read A Disturbed Savior, to understand this Story even in the least, you must read A Disturbed Savior first. If not, then w/e, have fun understanding your out of the usual Gohan and Videl

I can't and won't promise anything this time around.

It's DBZ, I obviously don't own shit.

To change the face of my life With your future in mind Time to do what is right A new beginning - Disturbed

Walking around the store, he couldn't find anything really that satisfied his taste. Everything just looked so plain, there wasn't much creativity involved. Not only that, but he had to figure in the sizes of the one's he did like. Even though any one of the pieces could be adjusted to any size it would just be a hassle to add in the cost of adjusting what could be a one of a kind. It frustrated him to the point that this visit would be the seventh time he came in. Damn his friends and their definition of 'nostalgia'.So he searched on for reasons he couldn't quite understand for a woman he couldn't quite comprehend.

'This is so stupid. Why do people get all emotional about these kind of things? It's just silver and diamonds.' He thought to himself with a sigh. He never spent more than 20 minutes on these window shopping escapades. A part of him wanted to believe he could do it while the other resented it. He was what the world made he become, he could never do this, could he?

As usual he looked through every glass covered box and couldn't find one he liked. As he turned to head out and over to the tournament grounds he was caught by the elderly clerk who was coincidentally always working at the times he was window shopping.

"Hello there young man. Is there anything I can help you with?" Gohan really didn't have the time for this. He had to get to the tournament grounds before registration was up.

"Sorry, I gotta get going. Got somewhere to be."

"Oh? Is it your lady friend?" Was this old man psychic or something? Oh wait, he was in a jewelry store. Obviously!

"It's none of your business old man. Out of my way." He shoved off but the old man wouldn't give up on him just yet.

"I think I know the perfect piece for her! I've seen you two walk by. She's a lucky lady." He lied. This guy was a great salesman, it was the reason why he was trusted with the shop by himself for most of his shifts.

Gohan stopped and thought about it. The old man fiddled with his fingers.

"I'll show you. It's right over here in the back." He knew he shouldn't even be considering this at the moment, but the guy seemed so sure of himself. What could go wrong?

"You got ten minutes before I really have to rush out of here."

"Perfect! It'll only take two seconds once you get a good look at this piece. It really is a spectacular one of a kind." The old man explained as he led Gohan around the store.

"Almost everything in here are one of a kind. What makes this one so spe...shul..." The tall boy's cold eyes grew wide, his jaw almost completely fell to the floor. This really was a one of a kind! It was incredible! Magnificent! Beautiful!

He took a side glance view at the price. EXPENSIVE! Gohan shook his head and started pulling away. There was no way he could afford something with that many diamonds and that many zero's attached to it. That was entering Bulma overindulging territory. Insane!

"Heh. It took two seconds to get my attention. Two more and I was put off. Good job old man. Now I really am out of here." As he walked out the door Gohan couldn't help but notice two sketchy looking figures in cloaks walk into the jewelry store he just exited.

Moments later a gunshot echoed throughout the mall. The citizens of the city screeched in terror as they all tried to make their ways away from firing range. Alarms were set and shops closed almost instantly leaving Satan's Jeweler's as the only OPEN shop in the entire mall.

'Dammit.' A seething black haired teen clenched his fists.

"HANDS UP WHERE WE CAN SEE 'EM!" Firing a shot in the air was the leader of the two man gang. This wasn't his first robbery so he knew what to look out for. "HEY! DON'T YOU PUSH A DAMN BUTTON OLD MAN! You'll stay exactly as you are unless you want to become acquainted with the barrel of my rifle!"

Said leader eyed each of his 6 hostages which included the sales clerk before readjusting his rifle in his arm. "Hey Mo! What the hell are you supposed to be doing? Get the fucking diamonds in the bag so we can get the hell out of here already."

"Ye-yes sir."

"Jeez. Good help is so hard to find these days.

"Ey whatchoo say there Mickey?"

"I said shut up and do your fucking job your moron!"

"Yeah? Well I say you should put down your gun and walk away?"

"What did you say to me you fat fucking bastard! I'll ki..ll...you?" Mickey lost all control of his motor skills as he came face to face to the bastard who dared to bark orders back at him.

He couldn't believe his eyes. Dammit he couldn't believe his God forsaken luck! Why! Why did it have to be him! Why did he have to be there! Mickey was the lucky lone survivor of a once dangerous group of criminals, a gang if you may. He pled guilty and got away with next to no jail time compared to what he could have gotten. He came face to face with the demon once before. Why did he have to relive hell!

"Ya-ya-it's it's you! B-but i-it can't be. How? Why? Why are you here!"

"Ey Mickey whatchoo talkin' 'bout ova there? Why is who here?" Mo kept his gun pointed at the hostages without turning to see who Mickey was talking to. Something in his bones told him he didn't want to know.

"Mo. Shut ya fuckin trap and put your gun on the floor."

"What! Mickey you can't be-"

"I SAID DO IT YOU FAT BASTARD! DO AS I SAY BEFORE I PUT A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD! 'Because if there is a God, he knows that the pain you would experience from that would be better than what you might if you didn't.'

"All-all right Mickey. I'm doin' what your sayin'. But, but why? Why Mickey?"

"Mo. I need you to put your hands behind your head, turn around, and get on your knees." The shaking in Mickey's voice was so unbecoming of him that Mo didn't know how to react. His boss was trembling in fear. Why? Who was it that was making this happen? He had to know what was going on.

Shaking it off, his body made it's own movements before shades of a blazing red cut through his shirt. Shivers went up and down his spine as he completed the turn as he finally came face to face with The Demon of Satan City.

"M-M-Mi...who..what is that?"

"Damian."

Her warmth, her smell, he feel. Her everything. He missed it more than anything and now he had it in his arms. He squeezed her tighter earning a yelp. He moved his hand around her curvy body and stopped at her chest. His eyes blind to the stares he was receiving from a number of people watching his lewd actions.

*Tha-thump* *Tha-thump*

The beating of her heart was all he needed to hear. Just once is all he needed. To know that the love of his life was still alive and well was all he needed to know to be able to sleep at night. But it wasn't all he wanted. More, he wanted more. He'd missed so much and he had so little time to make it up. Slowly, he moved his hand from her chest up to her chin, guiding her face up to his.

"Chi." he whispered. So close he could smell it. The unrivaled need of a woman who's been separated from the one person she can truly connect with. He wanted it. But he couldn't just take what he wanted, at least not from her. The love of his life and afterlife.

"Go-Goku?" The middle aged woman whimpered through the cracks. With the tension slowly leaving her body she twisted herself around in the man's strong arms and looked up into his onyx orbs. Her bottom lip began to twitch at an uncontrollable rate. "Is, is it, is it really you? His wild hair bounced up and down, and her heart practically jumped out of her chest in joy.

"GOKU!" She yelled into his chest. The next couple of words were mumbled through his shirt but if anyone had to guess they would tell you that she was yelling at him for being gone for so long. The gang all stood their in awe and let the two finish their moment.

The man with the halo over his head enjoyed the embrace of his wife as he stood there with his chin leaning on her head while he held her in a comforting hug. This was exactly what he had been working so hard for. This moment, this one moment. To feel the warmth of a live human being again. To see the people he grew up with. And most of all his family. His ever loving wife, Chi Chi. His strong and smart son, Gohan. And the son he never knew, Goten, who was trying his best to hide himself behind Auntie Bulma. A smile crossed the dead Saiyan's features at the sight of the little guy. His hair, his eyes, his everything. He looked exactly like him.

Goku's eyes treaded on broken features as the rest of the crew knew who his eyes were looking for. He was late, that was it. He'd be there in a few minutes at the most, nothing to worry about, everything would be ok. For the next 24 hours his job was to enjoy being with the people he valued most in life.

When Chi Chi was finally done with her crying she broke off the hug. The first thing she noticed was the halo over his head instead of the slightly torn Gi she was hugging moments ago.

"Goku, where have you been this whole time? What happened to you? And why are you here right now? Not that I don't want you to be here right now. But why now? After everything that's happened you just pop up out of no where and surprise me like the big oaf you are? AH! I don't know if I'm supposed to be happy or sad right...Hmmm"

"It's alright Chi. I'm here right now. That's all that matters." He never changed, he was still the only person in the universe to be able to leave her speechless. He released his hold on his wife and let his eyes wander back to the younger version of him, still hiding behind his best friend. She quickly noticed and lowered herself to Goten's eye level.

"It's alright honey. There's nothing to be scared about. He's been waiting a long time just to meet you." Bulma reassured him.

"M-me? Why?"

"Because he's your dad. He loves you more than anything. Now go. I think he's waited long enough, don't you?"

What was he to do? He didn't know this man, but he looked so familiar? He'd argue that he grew up just fine without a father figure up until now. Well he had Vegeta, but he was more of a grumpy uncle than a father figure. Besides him he had Gohan. Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

Then again, Trunks always looked happy when Vegeta was with them. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. He always heard stories and seen pictures about his dad, but he never expected to actually ever see him. Did something happen to him? Did he get thrown out of heaven or something? He died saving the Earth, didn't he? Why was he here? Was he going to haunt him or something? This wasn't the person he heard about, was it? He needed to back away.

But his legs said otherwise. And before he knew it he was standing just a couple feet away from his supposed daddy. His legs were trembling as he fought just to stand up and not pee his pants. Was he scared? Why was he scared, this was his dad wasn't he? He was supposed to love this man. He gave him life. He never knew him, but he looked up to him. He..

"Hey, I'm Goku." He interrupted his thoughts, crashing and burning all negative possibilities of what could happen. Hell, he's wanted this for so long. He's waited long enough for just one. Just one, that's all he needed, and he was gonna go for it. He jumped with all he could into the open arms of a great man.

"DADDY!" Yeah, this is what he wanted. The feel of a father holding him tightly. He was sad that this was the first time for him. But he was happy, because he finally knew what it felt like to be loved more than life itself by more than his mom and Gohan. It was the best, he didn't want to let go. He wanted his whole 7 years worth of hugs, and by golly he was going to get them.

"Woah there! You've got quite a grip there, don't ya? Yup, you're definitely my son."

"Haha." The smile of this child was enough to make his heart melt. Thank Grand Kai he was given this rare, once in a lifetime opportunity. His hard work was finally paying off.

The moment could have lasted for as long as he wanted, but there was more that needed to be done on this day. So he gently removed the little boys arms from his neck and hoisted him up over his shoulders.

"Hehe, how's the view up there?"

"Great." Goten answered with a trademark son grin.

"Great. And hey, do you know where Gohan is?"

"Umm. I can answer that." The voice came from the back of the group. Pushing herself through the huge brick walls Gohan would call his friends, she stepped up to the front.

"I-I'm Videl Satan. I'm Gohan's g-gi-girlfriend." Her teeth were chattering for some reason. But this was normal right? This was the first time she met Gohan's father. But wasn't he dead? Her eyes wandered up to the glowing ring above his head. Yup, he was dead alright. But, then how was he on Earth? Jeez, why were all of Gohan's friends family so weird?

"Hi. I'm Goku. It's nice to meet you. Eh, you said you knew where Gohan was right?"

"Uh, oh. Yeah, he left my house a couple of hours ago. He said he had something he had to do, but he said he would meet me here. He knows what time everything starts, so he shouldn't be late. He'll be here soon. So maybe we should uh-"

"Ya here that Goku! He'll be here! So lets take this time to catch up eh!"

"La-Launch? I-it's so nice to see you again. It's been a while, how have ya been?" Hell if he was going to admit this crazy chick still scared him. Who brings a rifle to an open area public place for children anyways!

The fly over to the stadium grounds shouldn't have been as long as it was made to be. That little incident should never have happened, let alone someone having recognized him all the while. Either way, it was a good thing the whole fiasco happened because he happened to get exactly what he wanted. He slipped his hand into his pocket more than a couple times on his fly over just to be sure it was still there. It was a precious item that he couldn't let slip.

After finally landing on official tournament grounds he immediately went on the search for Videl's energy signal. He found it with no problem at all. But there was something strange going on. Not only was Videl there, but seven other huge power levels near by. Ok, so he recognized Piccolo and Vegeta's. Goten and Trunks were there too. Two other small readings he vaguely recognized. One was for sure Krillin. The other was questionable though. Tien, maybe Yamcha? Their energy signals were too similar to be sure. But that still left him with one INSANELY huge power level in the area. Who was it? What was going on? Was he an enemy? Is that why everyone was gathered together?

This was not good. He was getting worried at a time where he should be getting anxious. Why was this happening to him? Why always him? Something bad always seemed to happen when he even remotely tried to be happy.

He ran as fast as he humanly could, dipping and dodging the visitors of the island and the food vendors on the sides of the road. Her ki signature was stable, so it didn't seem as if something bad was happening. Yet. He had to be sure. Faster and faster he ran through the crowd until he finally came upon three teenagers trailing behind a large group of people.

"Videl!" He cried out. "Is everything alright?" The three all turned around and stopped for their friend.

"Heh? What do you mean? Everything's fine Gohan. Jeez, you show up late and all worried and stuff. So not like you. Hmph."

"Bu...But. Are you sure? I felt a huge power level over here. Who was it?"

"Huge power level? Your hopeless sometimes." Videl rolled her eyes and continued walking forward next to her friends.

"Oh, and there's someone here that's been waiting for you. If anything, I'd have to say he's been DYING to see you." Dying to see him? An old friend? He hadn't really seen Tien or Chaotzu in a while. Who knows?

He caught up with his friends and walked with them until he caught sight of his brother up in the air as if he was floating. But he seemed to be sitting down and enjoying himself. What was going on? The group ahead stopped. Eyes were dead set on the Son boy. Something was up and it was causing him to shake, because there was someone who shouldn't be there staring along.

"D-da-da." The word couldn't find it's way off his tongue. The man with the seven spikes put down his mini me and began the long walk over to the shocked teen.

'H-how? How? Why? Why is he here? Why is he here right now? What's going on! Is this some kind of sick joke! I'm not laughing? This can't be real! It can't be! Why is this happening now! I just made my peace! I was going to forget and move on! Why is this happening to me!' Gohan screamed to himself as he clutched his head with both hands as if he was about to lose his sanity.

"Gohan. It's alright. Everything's going to ok."

'How could he just say that? Is he joking? Is he on drugs or something? How will things just be ok now that he's here? What am I supposed to do? Just let everything go?

But, this is what I wanted. This is what I've been waiting for, isn't it! This is what I've wanted! I've been waiting so long just to see him again. And now that he's here I don't know what to do! God dammit why is everything so difficult?'

Goku crept up close until he was within arms length. He stretched out his wing span and waited.

But Gohan could feel nothing but pain. His breathing quickened in pace as he clutched his gut. Sweat was beginning to drip from his face.

'Get a grip of yourself Gohan! Come on! You want this! This is what you've been waiting for! Now just take it! Walk into his arms and receive what's yours.' That's what he told himself. But his fist wasn't paying attention during this speech inside his head. It was already stuck in Goku's gut.

"YOU BASTARD!"

A/N: I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING CRAZY RIGHT NOW! PSYCHO! LET'S GOOOOOOOOO! GET FUCKING CRAZY WITH ME! INSANITEEEEEEEEEE!