Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Behind Paranoid Eyes ❯ I don't want to go ( Chapter 1 )

Behind Paranoid Eyes

[1] I don't want to go

 

 

“Dinner's ready, sweatie!” ChiChi finished cutting the cooked meat in half and set a fairly large piece on a plate, then on another. Putting some other side dishes on the edges, she quickly set the plates on the kitchen table then attended to her youngest son in the highchair. Fixing the baby's bid, she gave him the warm milk from the microwave and smiled at his sweet face. Little Goten looked exactly like Goku, she was happy at the thought.

 

Hearing the TV in the living room shut off, she knew it was finally a commercial break and that her son would be in his seat in less than a millisecond. Of course, she was correct.

 

“How about lamb tonight? You need some good protein!”

 

Gohan nodded his head in agreement and took a chug of his drink before chowing down. He looked over at his little brother and smiled, watching him eat the small pieces of fruit on the tray.

 

“Dear, how would you like to go on a vacation with Bulma and the gang from the Kame house in a couple days?” ChiChi asked, hoping her son would agree without question.

 

“A vacation? Why?”

 

“Why? What do you mean `why'!” the widowed wife yelled, without noticing the shock she'd sent to her son. She closed her mouth suddenly then took a deep sigh, “I'm sorry Gohan.”

 

The boy raised a brow and sat still in his chair, “Well I was just wondering why so suddenly.”

 

“I think we just need a break from living here for a little bit, only 2 weeks. Besides Krillin is going, and I know you two are good friends. Little Goten will come along too.”

 

Thinking for a moment, Gohan narrowed his eyes and suddenly felt a flip flop in his stomach. “You just want to get away from the memories, don't you?”

 

“What? Gohan, don't talk in that tone of voice with me young man!”

 

Growling, the hybrid Saiyan ignored his mother's warning and continued, “You want to forget about Dad and everything about him, right? And for two weeks?! Why!”

 

Taken back by her son's comment, ChiChi stood up and clenched her fingers into fists, making the table shake and Goten to stare blankly at the situation. “Son Gohan, you're in your room for the rest of the night, and you are dismissed now! I didn't raise you like this, now go!”

 

Giving one last glare at his mother, Gohan left the table and paced back to his room, slamming the door in anger.

 

Taking the confused Goten out of his high chair, ChiChi silently thought to herself in worry.

 

`This isn't the Gohan I used to know. I hope it's just a 13 year old thing.'

 

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“Now do you see Gohan? She wants to take you away, I told you long before but you never listened, did you? It's been 2 years and you haven't done anything about it!”

 

“Shut up!”

 

“No, you shut up. You've got one day- ONE day to realize what you're going to become, and if you're weak enough to let it happen, that's what you'll get.”

 

“Look, whoever or whatever you are, just get the hell out of my mind and go torture someone else! You've already done enough things to me!”

 

“One two three four five six”

 

“Stop.”

 

“One two three four five six”

 

“Stop.”

 

“One two three four five six!”

 

“Stop-!”

 

“One two three four five six!”

 

Gohan started to shake his head with his eyes shut tight, he gripped onto the curtains on the windows and gritted his teeth. “Don't Gohan, don't!” he yelled to himself, accidentally ripping one of the silky smooth garnets.

 

“One Two Three Four Five SIX”

“One Two Three Four Five SIX!”

“One Two Three Four Five-“

 

“SIX.” Opening the coal black eyes of his, Gohan looked at the palm of his hands, noticing he'd squeezed to hard and his nails had dug in to skin, sending drops of dark red liquid onto the floor. He looked over at his desk and sat down at the chair, staring at the piles of books in front of him. Reaching out with one hand he grabbed one, which read “Science and Math: The Start”. He looked at the cover for a moment before it suddenly started to melt under his grasp, the color staining the white carpet below him. He stared at it blankly for a moment, taking in at what had just happened and then went for another one.

 

This book was on social studies and the great pasts to Japan and the surroundings. It was a thick encyclopedia indeed, and there were many images and colorful illustrations mapping out the geography of the land.

 

He grabbed one of the pages, then without any more thought tore it out. He felt a rush of relief and started to tear out the others at an incredible speed, shredding the book to shreds until the very last back cover. He smirked and grabbed the others, doing the same. Soon enough there was a large pile of torn up paper on the floor and an empty shelf on the desk. He liked the idea of getting rid of learning, the thing that had always stressed him since he was a little boy.

 

Gohan looked at the clock on the nightstand next to his bed and groaned at the time, 8:53. It was still way too early to go to bed, so he decided he should take a little walk out in the woods.

 

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“Hey Mom! ChiChi just called, and we're gonna go on a vacation for a couple weeks!” Bulma yelled as loud as she could while she ran through out the house, already packing things she really didn't need.

 

“Oh that's good! When are you going Bulma deary?” the squeaky sound of Bunny's voice came through the open windows, where she was watering the perfectly green grass in C.C.'s front yard.

 

“In a couple days, so do you mind if you'd watch Trunks for me?”

 

“Not at all!”

 

“Good, you know how to take care of him, right?”

 

“Of course, anyways Vegeta will be here if I need help, so there's nothing to worry about.” With a smile, Bunny went back to watering the plants, humming a little tune to keep her occupied.

 

Bulma sighed of relief, she thought she'd need to find a baby sitter if her mom couldn't handle the baby, or worse take him (although it's not that she didn't want to) and have to sacrifice the duty of the half Saiyan. Vegeta should be there at least in the area, and she knows he'd do anything for his son's sake. He just never showed it.

 

Watching the baby's crib until he fell asleep, she looked around to see the room was spotless again. `Mom.' She thought and smiled. She'd been lucky neither of her parents had gone to the hospital in there past couple of years, now they're becoming older. Well what do you expect from multibillionaire people who are scientists and can come up with any medicine or machine?

 

Stretching her arms out, Bulma went back to packing up some things for the trip, going to the bathroom first.

 

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Now at the Kame house, things were going different. ChiChi had just called them to ask, and of course they said yes- just to get out of that small little house surrounded by water, which sometimes made Krillin stomach sick.

 

“Roshi! Are you going or what?”

 

“Heheh…” the old man peered up from his magazine on the couch and grinned, “No I think I'll stay and watch the house. Unless, Bulma's going, right?”

 

Krillin groaned and slapped his forehead, “No she's not.”

 

Roshi sunk in the sofa and frowned, taking another magazine from Turtle who didn't really have a clue of what was going on.

 

“Yamcha! Are you going?”

 

“Yes! There's nothing else to do around here!”

 

“Okay, and it's not because Bulma's going too, right?” the bald fighter cocked an eyebrow and put his hands on his hips. He knew Yamcha still had feelings for his long time girlfriend.

 

Blushing, Yamcha stuttered out the word `no', but Krillin had no doubt he was lying. He shrugged anyways, and looked out of the window to see the full moon that the water had reflected, making it seem as if the area was in daylight. He sighed and leaned against the window sill, thinking about the Cell Games from two years ago.

 

`At least nothing bad is happening, Goku, or else we'd need you bad. But I still don't understand why you haven't chosen to come back?'

 

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Walking along the man made path that started out the woods, Gohan tried to take deep breaths to return back to earth, with his head down and a smug upon his face. He walked passed a little pond where random cricket chirps and frog croaks tuned and picked up a rock, tossing it into the dead middle. Everything went silent for a few moments until the amphibians decided to strike up their tune again, seeming louder than before.

 

Annoyed, the hybrid Saiyan growled and took a larger rock, one bigger than the size of his head and chucked it into the water, making an entire wave splash over the surroundings. This time nothing was heard except for the sound of crunching leaves as he continued to walk down the scattered path. There was absolutely nothing to do at this time of year since no one lived around the Son family, and there was no point in training since nothing bad was bound to happen. Besides there wasn't anyone strong enough to train with now.

 

Should he go on the vacation? It would be nice to see Krillin and the gang again, but he liked it where he was. In the nature, surrounded by quietness and nothing to bother him.

 

`Maybe if Vegeta stays he'll let me spar with him.'

 

After finding out his new achieved level from a couple years ago, he wanted to continue to train and see if there was another level he could pass, and then someday if his father came back he could show him and make him even prouder than he already was. But was he proud? Yea, he had to be. Gohan was stronger than Goku! Vegeta never even expected that to happen! He was only half of a Saiyan, too!

 

The wind started to pick up a little bit, and a little rumble shook the earth's surface. Gohan looked up at the sky, although he couldn't see anything he could make out light outlines of dark grey storm clouds. A flash a light emerged, and little droplets of rain started to drip down on his face cooling off his burning cheeks from the sudden anger earlier.

 

`It wasn't suppose to storm tonight, was it?' he thought, stopping at a large rock to sit on, `Good.'

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Slooooooow moow…. Well the first real chapter, how do you like it? R&R and thanks to my one reviewer from the prologue! I'm changing the summary, so I get more readers =P