The Picnic

Trunks visited frequently for the next few days and was turned down repeatedly by Goten, finally stopping when Goku threatened him with another blow to his pride. If Vegeta heard of the lost of a girl to the Go-boys he'd have a fit. Goten told me how every once in a while they held a tournament or just one person challenges another to see who is the strongest. The ranks where held in the same way rank was held in school. The pictures on Goku's wall showed the order as it stood now: Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Piccolo, Trunks, Goten, 18, Tien, Krillin, Vadel, Yamcha, Chiaotzu, and Denda. He taught me the lay of the area and Goku even let me skip school to avoid Trunks.

Goten took me up to a mountain ridge inland for a picnic one day. I sat searching the sky for any sign of the nimbus. Goten told me anyone with a pure heart could ride it and I wanted to test myself. Goten started acting peculiar and fiddled with his thumbs until I had to get up and take his hands into mine and ask what was wrong.

He started to pull his hands away, but I was reluctant to let go. "I have to show you something." He whispered gently pulling his hands away. He reached into his basket and removed Krillin's journal from the inner workings.

"You haven't told anyone about that have you?" I asked suddenly anxious about Krillin's privacy.

"No don't worry. I just read more of it and have some interesting news." He paged through the text. "Here it talks about Krillin wanting a child and 18's tests to see if she was capable. Turns out she is a base human. He has all the tests written out in detail but that's not what's important." He paused and looked up at me and at my nod he continued. "He writes that through out the pregnancy she acted funny. He describes it as like she had lost a child before. Like a sadness… I don't know but I think with the statements and him giving you this journal knowing this comment was in it… I think he thinks that missing child is you. I mean you are a few years older than …" At this I cut him off placing my fingers to his lips. I knew what he was going to say. I never wanted to hear her name ever again much less have it made kin. He kissed my fingers and continued any way. "We still need DNA proof and I think we should talk to Denda he always knows how to help or at least most of the time."

I nodded my head unable to speak. I had wanted to know who I was but at what cost?