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[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Where Angels Fear to Tread
Part 8
Have no Fear

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mdknisley: Kurt will have his normal powers, like almost disappearing in the dark, and the teleporting and clinging to walls, but he'll also have the power to shoot ki and fly eventually, once his ki gets high enough.

To everyone: I'm sorry this is so late! I was going to get it out sooner, but my Internet went down! I'm so sorry!

ENJOY!

Kurt was nestled in his father's arms, trying to forget his near death experience and remembering how it had felt to fly. The boy sighed and squeezed his eyes shut and shaking his head. "I need to put you down, Kurt." Gohan told the boy softly.

"Iie, Otousan. I'm scared I'll fall."

"If you fall, I will catch you. But I need to put you down." Gohan replied.

"No, I'll take him." Gohan turned and smiled.

"Thanks Videl."

"Just don't kill her." Videl grinned, taking the boy from Gohan's arms. Kurt immediately buried his head in her shoulder and began to cry in fear. He had made the mistake of looking down only to discover they were now floating again.

"I won't drop you, you know." Videl whispered, smoothing the child's hair down.

"I know, Kassan, but it was so scary." Kurt sniffed, looking at her. He frowned. "Are you and Gohan really Saiya-man?"

"Oh...my costume...yes, we are." Videl laughed slightly. "I'm sorry about not telling you, but it was a decision that we made before we got you and there wasn't a good time lately. We needed to make sure you didn't tell."

"Do Goten and Trunks know?" Kurt asked, curiously rubbing a bit of the fabric to her over shirt between his fingers and thumb.

"Yeah. Bulma made the costumes for us and Goten has seen Gohan in the costume plenty since he had it for almost a year before he even moved out of his house." Videl explained, hovering up towards the window of their apartment.

"That is so cool! Why didn't they tell me?" Kurt frowned. "Did you not trust me?"

"No, We asked them not to...we weren't sure what you'd be like, as I told you before. We didn't even know how old you'd be, remember. So we asked them not to say anything until we told you."

"I guess I understand." Kurt murmured softly. Videl hugged him.

"I know you don't like the explanation, but it's the truth, I swear." Videl smiled.

"I believe you. But...I want to know, the night we were coming home from the mall, did Tousan really stop that bullet?"

"Yeah. He was really scared you'd get hurt. I can take care of myself, but we were both terrified something would happen to you."

"Really? No one's ever cared about me that much before." Kurt admitted shyly.

"Hm...that was stupid of them. They don't know what a great kid they missed out on." Videl smiled and landed lightly in the building.

"YOKO!" Gohan yelled, eyes blazing. "How dare you throw my son out the window!"

"He's mutant scum. Not like he matters." Yoko waved a hand.

"Don't speak of him in such a manner." Gohan hissed. "A don't presume what you do not know."

"I know perfectly well that mutants are scum. You only need to look at them to see it." Yoko retorted, still not facing the angered Saiya-Jin. "But now he's gone and there's nothing to be so angry about...unless you wanted to finish him off?"

"Unless I wanted to- How dare you even suggest such a thing!" Gohan snarled. Yoko turned around.

"You're not Gohan! Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" Yoko shouted, seeing Gohan in Super Saiya-Jin form. His turquoise eyes focused on her for a brief moment before he looked past her, focusing on something she couldn't see.

"If you leave now, I will spare your life." Gohan growled. "Get out of my sight!"

Yoko, giving a whimper of fear, ran out the door.

Gohan paced about, not trusting himself not to do anything drastic yet. Videl and Kurt stood silently off to the side of the room as he paced, trying to get himself under control. He was still burning in anger and he couldn't relax enough to drop his Super Saiya-Jin form.

"O-otousan?" Kurt whispered, sniffing. "Are you...are you mad at me?"

"Iie, Kurt-chan. I'm not mad at you. I'm just...angry. It is no one's fault." Gohan replied, still pacing.

"Gohan, you need to calm down." Videl walked over to her mate and put a hand on his shoulder. "You're still sparking."

"I know." Gohan bit his lip. "But that woman-." He cut off what he was about to say and turned to his mate. "I'll be home later tonight." He told her, and took off into the fading sunset through the window. Videl sighed.

"Just be safe, Gohan." She whispered. "For all of us."

"Where's he going, Kassan?" Kurt asked, looking out the window in confusion.

"Away. He needs to be alone right now to get his power under control. He doesn't want to hurt us." Videl explained. "When he's very angry, he gains power and it affects his judgment and emotions. When he saw that woman, he nearly snapped. He needs to let off some steam."

"But he'll come back? He's not going forever?" Kurt asked anxiously.

"No, Kurt, he's not leaving forever. Just for a little bit. You heard him say that he'd be home later."

"That's what...the other people that took care of me said too." Kurt blinked back the tears that threatened to fall. "But...they never came back. I waited and waited for a couple days, I think. I got really sick too. I almost died."

"He'll be back. We'd never leave you for good, musuko. You're our SON. Don't be silly." She kissed his cheek and headed towards the kitchen. "Now, I don't know about YOU, but I am STARVED!" She grinned.

"Me too! What are we having?" Kurt bounded along beside her.

"How about...fried lizard feet?" Videl joked.

"Yum, yum!" Kurt giggled. "Or gopher guts!"

"That sounds good. What about ravioli?" Videl's stomach growled.

"Sounds good to me!" Kurt laughed as his stomach rumbled in agreement. "Sounds good to my tummy to!"

"I need to learn Control!" Gohan sighed, putting his head in his hands. "I could have killed her! What was I thinking? Going super like that! I could have hurt Kurt or Videl!"

"Gohan?" A deep voice asked as a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Hi, Piccolo." Gohan sighed, rubbing his face.

"What's wrong?"

"I lost control tonight, because of some stupid woman." Gohan bit his lip. "I thought I was okay, that I had control now."

"We never have total control, my son." Goku had arrived in time to hear what Gohan had said about loosing control.

"I know...but I could have hurt a lot of people." He admitted.

"But you didn't. You only thought you lost control." Goku reminded his son.

The three sat down, Gohan with his knees curled up to his chest and reminding the older men of him as a child. Goku was settled indian style next to the boy and Piccolo had also settled into a tailor's seat and was in a meditative position.

"But what if I do next time, Tousan? I scared Kurt really badly tonight and I think he's afraid of me." Gohan chewed his lip.

"I think you've earned his respect and his love, is what I think." Goku said.

"I agree with your father, Gohan. You have done a lot for the child and he surely feels love and respect for you." Piccolo agreed.

"But I don't want him afraid of me." Gohan protested.

"Gohan, I think you're looking at what you could have done. Kurt can't see that. He only knows what you did and what you said. He only knows you did not raise a hand to him or Videl and that you've saved his life before. He knows by now you would not hurt him lest you go back on your own word." Goku pointed out, face grave. "But I can't give you all the answers. I'm afraid you must find those on your own. Piccolo and I cannot help you with that. What you do and what you decided is up to you."

The older Saiya-Jin rose gracefully to his feet. "I wish you luck for the days to come, my son." He added, teleporting away.

"He's right, you know." Piccolo also stood.

"I know...but what if..." Gohan trailed off.

"I can't help you with this. Good luck, gaki." Piccolo gave him a small smile carrying his affection and took off.

"Thanks Tousan, Piccolo." He whispered. "I think you gave me the answer any way." Gohan smiled, got to his feet, and turned toward home. He had a lot of explaining to do.

It was nearing eleven when he arrived home, it seemed his explanations would have to wait until the morning. Videl was not in bed when he arrived, to his confusion, she rarely waited up, so he went to find her.

Both she and Kurt were on the couch, Videl holding Kurt and absently stroking his hair. The child was fast asleep. "He insisted on waiting for you." She whispered to her mate, shifting the boy in her arms. "I was going to put him to bed, but every time I stood up, he woke up. I'm afraid you'll have to do it."

"That's okay." Gohan whispered in reply. "Give him here. Then, go to bed. I may be a little while."

"Thanks, Gohan-chan." Videl smiled, handed him Kurt and kissed his cheek before leaving.

"No, Kassan, not till Tousan gets home. He promised to come back." Kurt whispered in his sleep.

"I did promise, Kurt." Gohan said softly. "Now it's time to sleep."

"Tou...san..." Kurt sniffed. "They left..."

"I'm right here." Gohan gave him a small hug to calm him and put him in his room. "Sleep now, it's all right."

"Tou...san..." He sighed and fell silent.

Videl was already in bed and half asleep when Gohan entered the room. Giving a small yawn, she sat up to look at her mate. "Do you know what Kurt said to me after you left?" She asked suddenly, after several moments of silence.

"No...I don't. Should I?" Gohan gave her a sideways look, sitting down on the other side of the bed.

"He told me a little more about where he was from." Videl explained. "It seems that he was part of a traveling circus. A part of the freak show, when he was barely three. He told me that the people caring for him told him to wait for them and never came back."

"They abandoned him?" Gohan frowned. "How dare they-!"

"Shh!" Videl scolded. "Do you want to wake him?"

"No. But that makes my blood boil." Gohan confessed. "How could they do such a thing?"

"There is no telling." Videl shrugged, settling back against the headboard. "I know we've never really spoken of this, but...what about keeping him? After the project, I mean?"

"I don't know if we could...I want to, certainly, but would we be able to?" Gohan glanced over at her for a moment. "He needs us, and loves us, that much I know." He admitted.

"We love him. Tell me, Gohan, what did you think of tonight when you left?" She fixed her large blue eyes on him.

"Protecting my mate and son." Gohan automatically answered. "Why?"

"You mate and SON, Gohan. Not Kurt, not friend, but your SON. You already see him as blood kin." She pointed out. "As you see me. We need protecting, even if it's from your self and you'd willingly give up your life to do it."

"I-I never thought about it." Gohan confessed. "What do you think of him?"

"He is as much yours as mine." Videl pointed out. "He's my son. You left and I thought it was for Kurt and I. Not Kurt as a project, but Kurt as my son. We've fallen in love with him as he fell in love with us."

"I noticed. But...would he really want to stay? We aren't that much older than he is." Gohan frowned. "I guess I've been so afraid that he wouldn't want to stay here that I didn't want to ask. Harbor false hope, dare I say?"

"I know that feeling. But, it wouldn't hurt to look into it, right?" Videl smiled.

"No, I don't think so, and they may let us keep him...we've been doing a good job so far, right?" Gohan asked. Videl nodded.

"What can it hurt?" Videl glanced at him. Gohan nodded in agreement. It couldn't hurt to check, right?

(A/N) Well, another chapter for y'all! Hope you like! Review, please! Flames are for s'mores!
Later,
Lady Foeseeker