Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hopeless Future, Shattered Past ❯ Hopeless Future, Shattered Past ( Chapter 2 )
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By: VegetaDaimoh 
SUMMARY: A/U, continuing after Goku's heart attack and death, Piccolo, Gohan, and Trunks are the only Z warriors left alive. On the run from the Androids, on the run from Cell, is it possible in this hellish world to find a little bit of happiness? YAOI. Possible pairings: P x Gh x 17 x Gh x Tr?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.19.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 219 | Status: Work In Progress
SUMMARY: A/U, continuing after Goku's heart attack and death, Piccolo, Gohan, and Trunks are the only Z warriors left alive. On the run from the Androids, on the run from Cell, is it possible in this hellish world to find a little bit of happiness? YAOI. Possible pairings: P x Gh x 17 x Gh x Tr?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.19.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 219 | Status: Work In Progress
Finished 03/20/2008
HOPELESS FUTURE, SHATTERED PAST - Ch. 2
by VegetaDaimoh/animegrrrl/ma_junior117/piccolo_yaoi
Time: The Present
"Gohan!" the worried mother called out the front door. She peered through the thick foliage that grew over and concealed the
quaint cottage. Taking a deep breath, she yelled yet again. "Gohaaan! Breakfast's ready!" Nothing but silence greeted her call. "Gohan..." Son Chi-chi thought, as she began to twist the apron over her dress in worry, "Where is my baby boy?" Steeling up her nerve, Chi-chi stepped out of the doorway and started walking farther from the house. "He said he'd be back around this time. I know I shouldn't worry, but what if..." Stopping at the edge of concealment, Son Chi-chi, worried mother and frazzled widow, prepared to take a mighty breath that would echo off the very mountains if it would bring her son back to her. She inhaled. "Go-HAAA-!"
A large hand settled over her mouth.
Pure instinct took over as the former warrior woman whirled and used her momentum to dig an elbow into the taller being's
throat, quickly following with a roundhouse kick. There was a large crashing noise as firewood flew everywhere. Chi-chi blinked. The figure sprawled out before her, covered in said firewood, was only none other than her delinquent teenage son.
"Yeowch, mom." said Gohan as he sat up and rubbed his throat, "You still got it, heh."
"Gohan! What did you think you were doing?"
"Well," the demi-Saiyan bent over and started to pick up his pile of wood, "You were yelling so loud that I thought you were
going to give our position away to the androids."
"Androids!" Chi-chi scoffed, putting her hands on her hips, while trying to calm her still rapidly beating heart. "As if
they'd find us all the way out here in the middle of nowhere! We all know they like to attack easy targets, like the cities."
"Then," Son Gohan grinned as his eyes crinkled in mischief, "What were you so worried about me for?"
Chi-chi made a noise of indignation as she swatted at her teasing son, who obviously was in a very good mood. He danced
away, easily evading the blow. Son Chi-chi watched her son continue to pick up firewood. It soon became apparent that the
pile would become too big and overbalanced. She watched the half-Saiyan fumble at the last piece of wood with his foot, of
all things, trying to flip it up onto the bundle that he refused to put down. She let him suffer for a few minutes, before
sympathy overcame her. "Here, I'll get that." She walked over and neatly placed the branch on top of the pile.
Her heart looked down at her and smiled. "Thanks, mom."
"No problem." Chi-chi and Gohan walked back towards the house, side by side. As they walked, Chi-chi glanced up at the
profile of her son, who even now, wore a slight smile. Despite all the hardships they had been through, despite all the
horrible battles he had been in, Son Gohan's face still beamed with good natured warmth. Chi-chi watched the dappled forest
light play over those large, dark, yet innocent eyes, and was reminded of another time when she was walking in the forest
with a man side by side. Except that the man didn't have firewood in his hands, and she had a baby carriage in hers. She
glanced up again and with a start, realized that she barely came up past her son's elbow now. "So like his father..."
thought Chi-chi, pride swelling up as she tried to hold back the prick of tears.
Gohan spoke, breaking Chi-chi out of her reverie. "We're home."
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe I left the door open! Gohan, go check the house for animals. Something might've snuck in."
"Ok, ok."
Chi-chi went directly into her well ordered kitchen. "No wild animals in here." she suspiciously observed. The woman started
setting out quite a spread for her voracious son. She even started humming, relaxing in the normalcy and routine of the ritual. "Gohan!"
"Coming!" The teenager stopped in the kitchen doorway. "Er, actually, you wouldn't believe what I found in here..." A reptile-like head with horns and brilliant green eyes snaked it's snout out around Gohan's form. Upon seeing his mother's horrified face, Gohan did the classic hand-behind-head pose his father was so famous for and laughed. A rotund, purplish creature the size of a large pony squeezed past Gohan's legs and out the door frame, while the demi-Saiyan nonchalantly walked to the breakfast table and began to dig in. Chi-Chi braced herself for battle.
"No, I don't have any snacks for you! Shoo!"
The creature stopped sniffing the pockets of Chi-Chi's apron and moved away disappointedly. Gohan slipped it some breakfast scraps from underneath the table before the reptile headed for the exit. "I'll play with you later, Icarus."
"And watch where your tail goes!" Chi-chi sunk down into her chair exhausted, rubbing her temple in exasperation. Gohan noted his mother had nothing but a small bowl of cereal with strawberries for breakfast today. "Just once I would like for things to be normal." she mourned.
"What do you mean?"
"Having dragons begging for table scraps in the house, for example."
"Having Icarus around isn't bad."
"No, she isn't. But it'd be nice if other things were normal around here too. I miss having running water, and electricity. If the cities weren't destroyed, I could just go to the store instead of having to grow our own vegetables. Look at you!" and here Chi-chi indicated with a wave of her hand Gohan's current healthy stature, "I would've sent you off to high school by now. You're smart, I know you would've been well on your way to being a famous scholar... Maybe you would've even gotten a girlfriend by now, eventually marrying her and then you would have the cutest grandchildren-"
"Mom!" objected Gohan. "I'm only eighteen!"
Chi-chi sniffed. "I married your father when I was eighteen. But thinking about it now, I admit we were a bit young." The woman got up to put her half eaten bowl away. Light filtered in from the kitchen window, creating a sort of soft hallow where particles of sunlight had caught in the loose hairs of Chi-chi's bun. "Gohan, I'm not going to be around forever." the woman said wistfully, and a bit sadly. "I would like be there, to see little children running around the house again." Framed in the kitchen window, the light highlighted creases that had appeared in the corners of Chi-chi's eyes.
"She looks tired." Gohan noticed as if for the first time. He observed her delicate, feminine hands working away industriously. "They're so small." he thought, surprised. To him, his parents were always larger than life. His father Son Goku, was ever the hero, and Chi-chi too, in her own special, fierce, loving way. Perhaps, the teen thought, he had never noticed just how frail she was because of the sheer force of will she possessed. The strength of that will, expressed through those tiny, comforting, disciplining hands.
"For Kami's sake Gohan, at least chew before you swallow." Gohan gulped. The woman also changed moods dangerously fast.
"Sorry, I'm kinda in a hurry. I've got a fight with Piccolo-" CHINK! Gohan inwardly winced at the loud sound that came from the sink. He hoped another dish didn't get broken; manufactured goods were kinda hard to come by these days. "I mean, we're gonna spar..." Seeing Chi-chi visibly not relaxing, Gohan again tried to rephrase. "Um, we were gonna meet up with Trunks and try to teach him a new technique."
"How long are you going to be gone?"
"I don't know. It depends on Trunk's progress, definitely for a couple of days."
The protective mother obviously didn't like the idea. "Do you have to be that long?"
"Mom..."
"I just wish I could've sent you off to high school! There's still a couple left, farther away."
"I don't have time for that!" he snapped. "I don't know any girls except you and Bulma, and I'm not going to get a real job and settle down and have children anytime soon!" Gohan tried to calm down, embarrassed about raising his voice in front his mother. "I have to dedicate everything I have, all my time, to training. So that I can beat the androids, and I can live a normal life like you want. Mom, you know this is more important." Chi-chi had a bit of a shocked look on her face, before she turned around and started doing dishes again, saying nothing. For a bit, the only sound in the quaint cottage was running water and a guilty teenager finishing off the remains of breakfast.
"Here." Chi-chi handed Gohan a bundle. In response to his surprised look, she explained "I made some extra food. Give this to Trunks. With Bulma feeding him, the boy doesn't get any proper meals."
The teen grinned ruefully and all was right with the world. "Yeah, you're right."
"Gohan. Be careful."
"I will." The demi-Saiyan kissed his mother on the cheek and took off.
End Ch. 2
Author's Note: I'm sure some somewhere in the anime Icarus is mentioned as a male, just like Puar. In my opinion however, I firmly believe them to be girls!
...You know the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th chapters got wiped and I had to completely rewrite them from scratch/memory again. Very, very aggravating.
Please review.
HOPELESS FUTURE, SHATTERED PAST - Ch. 2
by VegetaDaimoh/animegrrrl/ma_junior117/piccolo_yaoi
Time: The Present
"Gohan!" the worried mother called out the front door. She peered through the thick foliage that grew over and concealed the
quaint cottage. Taking a deep breath, she yelled yet again. "Gohaaan! Breakfast's ready!" Nothing but silence greeted her call. "Gohan..." Son Chi-chi thought, as she began to twist the apron over her dress in worry, "Where is my baby boy?" Steeling up her nerve, Chi-chi stepped out of the doorway and started walking farther from the house. "He said he'd be back around this time. I know I shouldn't worry, but what if..." Stopping at the edge of concealment, Son Chi-chi, worried mother and frazzled widow, prepared to take a mighty breath that would echo off the very mountains if it would bring her son back to her. She inhaled. "Go-HAAA-!"
A large hand settled over her mouth.
Pure instinct took over as the former warrior woman whirled and used her momentum to dig an elbow into the taller being's
throat, quickly following with a roundhouse kick. There was a large crashing noise as firewood flew everywhere. Chi-chi blinked. The figure sprawled out before her, covered in said firewood, was only none other than her delinquent teenage son.
"Yeowch, mom." said Gohan as he sat up and rubbed his throat, "You still got it, heh."
"Gohan! What did you think you were doing?"
"Well," the demi-Saiyan bent over and started to pick up his pile of wood, "You were yelling so loud that I thought you were
going to give our position away to the androids."
"Androids!" Chi-chi scoffed, putting her hands on her hips, while trying to calm her still rapidly beating heart. "As if
they'd find us all the way out here in the middle of nowhere! We all know they like to attack easy targets, like the cities."
"Then," Son Gohan grinned as his eyes crinkled in mischief, "What were you so worried about me for?"
Chi-chi made a noise of indignation as she swatted at her teasing son, who obviously was in a very good mood. He danced
away, easily evading the blow. Son Chi-chi watched her son continue to pick up firewood. It soon became apparent that the
pile would become too big and overbalanced. She watched the half-Saiyan fumble at the last piece of wood with his foot, of
all things, trying to flip it up onto the bundle that he refused to put down. She let him suffer for a few minutes, before
sympathy overcame her. "Here, I'll get that." She walked over and neatly placed the branch on top of the pile.
Her heart looked down at her and smiled. "Thanks, mom."
"No problem." Chi-chi and Gohan walked back towards the house, side by side. As they walked, Chi-chi glanced up at the
profile of her son, who even now, wore a slight smile. Despite all the hardships they had been through, despite all the
horrible battles he had been in, Son Gohan's face still beamed with good natured warmth. Chi-chi watched the dappled forest
light play over those large, dark, yet innocent eyes, and was reminded of another time when she was walking in the forest
with a man side by side. Except that the man didn't have firewood in his hands, and she had a baby carriage in hers. She
glanced up again and with a start, realized that she barely came up past her son's elbow now. "So like his father..."
thought Chi-chi, pride swelling up as she tried to hold back the prick of tears.
Gohan spoke, breaking Chi-chi out of her reverie. "We're home."
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe I left the door open! Gohan, go check the house for animals. Something might've snuck in."
"Ok, ok."
Chi-chi went directly into her well ordered kitchen. "No wild animals in here." she suspiciously observed. The woman started
setting out quite a spread for her voracious son. She even started humming, relaxing in the normalcy and routine of the ritual. "Gohan!"
"Coming!" The teenager stopped in the kitchen doorway. "Er, actually, you wouldn't believe what I found in here..." A reptile-like head with horns and brilliant green eyes snaked it's snout out around Gohan's form. Upon seeing his mother's horrified face, Gohan did the classic hand-behind-head pose his father was so famous for and laughed. A rotund, purplish creature the size of a large pony squeezed past Gohan's legs and out the door frame, while the demi-Saiyan nonchalantly walked to the breakfast table and began to dig in. Chi-Chi braced herself for battle.
"No, I don't have any snacks for you! Shoo!"
The creature stopped sniffing the pockets of Chi-Chi's apron and moved away disappointedly. Gohan slipped it some breakfast scraps from underneath the table before the reptile headed for the exit. "I'll play with you later, Icarus."
"And watch where your tail goes!" Chi-chi sunk down into her chair exhausted, rubbing her temple in exasperation. Gohan noted his mother had nothing but a small bowl of cereal with strawberries for breakfast today. "Just once I would like for things to be normal." she mourned.
"What do you mean?"
"Having dragons begging for table scraps in the house, for example."
"Having Icarus around isn't bad."
"No, she isn't. But it'd be nice if other things were normal around here too. I miss having running water, and electricity. If the cities weren't destroyed, I could just go to the store instead of having to grow our own vegetables. Look at you!" and here Chi-chi indicated with a wave of her hand Gohan's current healthy stature, "I would've sent you off to high school by now. You're smart, I know you would've been well on your way to being a famous scholar... Maybe you would've even gotten a girlfriend by now, eventually marrying her and then you would have the cutest grandchildren-"
"Mom!" objected Gohan. "I'm only eighteen!"
Chi-chi sniffed. "I married your father when I was eighteen. But thinking about it now, I admit we were a bit young." The woman got up to put her half eaten bowl away. Light filtered in from the kitchen window, creating a sort of soft hallow where particles of sunlight had caught in the loose hairs of Chi-chi's bun. "Gohan, I'm not going to be around forever." the woman said wistfully, and a bit sadly. "I would like be there, to see little children running around the house again." Framed in the kitchen window, the light highlighted creases that had appeared in the corners of Chi-chi's eyes.
"She looks tired." Gohan noticed as if for the first time. He observed her delicate, feminine hands working away industriously. "They're so small." he thought, surprised. To him, his parents were always larger than life. His father Son Goku, was ever the hero, and Chi-chi too, in her own special, fierce, loving way. Perhaps, the teen thought, he had never noticed just how frail she was because of the sheer force of will she possessed. The strength of that will, expressed through those tiny, comforting, disciplining hands.
"For Kami's sake Gohan, at least chew before you swallow." Gohan gulped. The woman also changed moods dangerously fast.
"Sorry, I'm kinda in a hurry. I've got a fight with Piccolo-" CHINK! Gohan inwardly winced at the loud sound that came from the sink. He hoped another dish didn't get broken; manufactured goods were kinda hard to come by these days. "I mean, we're gonna spar..." Seeing Chi-chi visibly not relaxing, Gohan again tried to rephrase. "Um, we were gonna meet up with Trunks and try to teach him a new technique."
"How long are you going to be gone?"
"I don't know. It depends on Trunk's progress, definitely for a couple of days."
The protective mother obviously didn't like the idea. "Do you have to be that long?"
"Mom..."
"I just wish I could've sent you off to high school! There's still a couple left, farther away."
"I don't have time for that!" he snapped. "I don't know any girls except you and Bulma, and I'm not going to get a real job and settle down and have children anytime soon!" Gohan tried to calm down, embarrassed about raising his voice in front his mother. "I have to dedicate everything I have, all my time, to training. So that I can beat the androids, and I can live a normal life like you want. Mom, you know this is more important." Chi-chi had a bit of a shocked look on her face, before she turned around and started doing dishes again, saying nothing. For a bit, the only sound in the quaint cottage was running water and a guilty teenager finishing off the remains of breakfast.
"Here." Chi-chi handed Gohan a bundle. In response to his surprised look, she explained "I made some extra food. Give this to Trunks. With Bulma feeding him, the boy doesn't get any proper meals."
The teen grinned ruefully and all was right with the world. "Yeah, you're right."
"Gohan. Be careful."
"I will." The demi-Saiyan kissed his mother on the cheek and took off.
End Ch. 2
Author's Note: I'm sure some somewhere in the anime Icarus is mentioned as a male, just like Puar. In my opinion however, I firmly believe them to be girls!
...You know the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th chapters got wiped and I had to completely rewrite them from scratch/memory again. Very, very aggravating.
Please review.