Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ My Grandpa's a Ghost ❯ The Magic User, Dragon Ball Collector, (And Very Evil) Akkikou! ( Chapter 14 )

A/N: Hi, everybody. Sorry this chapter is out a lot later than usual. The reason is because I've been really, really sick over the last two months. The last time I was at school was February 21st. I've been in the hospital, and have had to keep going back for more and more tests (And they still don't know what's wrong -_-!). I'm still not feeling too good, but I've kept everyone waiting, so here's this update.

Also, I enjoy all of the reviews (Yes, even the flames), however, please do not rush me. It's been a very stressful time lately. I've had to deal with the fact that I might've had cancer (Luckily I don't), and getting caught up in school. I am sorry for the delay, however I can't tell you when the next update will be.

And, as you can see, I've changed my pen name. I will be using this name on reviews and such.

Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z, or any of it's characters. I do, however, own any characters I make up! Pearlz helped me with the name of the bad guy, and Burenda helped with the story idea.

Warning: This chapter will have more harsh language than other chapters.

Now, on with the story!

My Grandpa's A Ghost

(The Magic User, Dragon Ball Collector, (And Very Evil) Akkikou!)

You can sit around and wait for the good things to happen to you, or you can go out and make them happen.

Goten peaked out from behind the tree.

"Okay, the coast is clear!" he said to himself before running to the small house that his father and great-grandfather had once shared. He threw open the door and ran inside. He looked around and saw the Dragon Ball on its pillow. The young Son smiled happily as he ran up and grabbed the Dragon Ball gently. "Alright! Now, I can go back to Grandpa and Trunks-kun!"

Goten placed the Dragon Ball in his bag, and, then, sprinted out of the house. He was about to call for Kinto'un, but someone stepped in front of him. He immediately recognized the face.

"H-Hi, 'Niisan. What's up?" he asked nervously, quickly hiding the bag behind his back.

Gohan looked down at the smaller half-Saiya-jin, hands on hips. "Like you don't know. 'Kaasan and 'Tousan have been worried about you. Where've you been?"

Goten shifted from one foot to the other uncomfortably, trying to think of a good enough lie that he knew Gohan would by.

"I've been with Trunks-kun." he finally answered. It was the truth, 'Just not the whole truth.' he thought.

"Really? Then, maybe, you can tell Bulma where he is, huh, Goten?" Goten's eyes widened.

"Um, uh, of course I can!" he lied.

"Well, then lets go tell 'Kaasan and 'Tousan so they can call Bulma." Gohan said, starting to walk to the house.

"W-Wait, 'Niisan!" Goten ordered.

Gohan turned and innocently asked, "Why? Is there something else? Or are you going to tell me the truth?

Goten moaned as his older brother half-smiled, half-smirked in triumph. "'Niisan, please don't tell our parents I was here! Please!"

"And why should I? You've had everyone worried sick!"

"Because.... Because...." Goten started, trying to think of a good threat. 'Okay, think like Trunks-kun, think like Trunks-kun! Ha, I've got it!' Goten smiled evilly at Gohan. "'Cause if you tell, I'll tell 'Kaasan and 'Tousan and Vegeta-san and everybody else about you and Videl-san kissing when you were suppose to be studying!"

Goten's smile turned into a satisfied smirk as he saw Gohan's eyes widen. It was working.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Wouldn't I?" Goten countered.

Gohan scowled and crossed his arms, thinking. Finally, he said, "Oh, fine. You got me, Little Brother. I won't tell 'Kaasan and 'Tousan."

Goten grinned broadly, and he jumped at Gohan and hugged him around the waist. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!"

"I can't believe you saw Videl and I. You're starting to pick up traits from Trunks, aren't you?" Gohan asked as Goten jumped back onto the ground. The chibi let out a giggle.

"Bye-Bye, 'Niisan!" Goten said before calling Kinto'un. "'Member not to tell, 'Niisan!" he reminded Gohan as he hopped onto the puffy, orange cloud.

Gohan ran his hands through his hair, and let out a long, exasperated sigh. As Goten flew off, waving, Gohan muttered to himself, "Darn kid."

~*~

"C'mon, Mr. Bardock!" Trunks whined as he kicked Bardock in the side. "Go faster! If you don't, then they'll get this Dragon Ball and have 3!"

Bardock growled. "Trunks, for the last time..." he began, "I'M NOT A HORSE, SO STOP KICKING ME LIKE ONE!!!"

"Well, then go faster! We don't have much time, Mr. Bardock!"

"Yeah, yeah. So how much further is it anyway?" Bardock asked, sounding bored.

Trunks looked at the radar. "Well, we'll be coming up to it in a few seconds, so- W-What?!" Trunks exclaimed suddenly.

"Hmm? What is it, Trunks?" Bardock turned his head to the boy on his back.

"Th-There's a Dragon Ball coming toward us." The chibi laughed. "It must be Goten! Mr. Bardock, he must not have been caught!"

"That didn't take him very long, did it?" Bardock asked, smiling.

"Nope! Huh?" Trunks looked down as the beeping from the Dragon Radar became louder. "Mr. Bardock, go down! We're here!"

Bardock nodded and flew back down to the ground. Trunks hopped off as soon as Bardock's invisible feet touched the ground.

"Okay, it's over there!" Trunks said, pointing to his right. Bardock followed the boy's finger. He squinted hard and, finally, spotted someone.

"Hey, Trunks?" Bardock tapped Trunks on the shoulder. "Is that the person that's collecting the Dragon Balls also?"

"Hmm?" Trunks looked up from the radar. "Um, I guess. C'mon, let's go get them before he gets away!" Trunks took off toward the figure.

"Wait up, Trunks!" Bardock called, chasing after him.

"Excuse me, mister? That ball, you don't mind if I have it do you?" Trunks asked to the tall man holding the Dragon Ball.

The man (if you could call him that) glared down at Trunks evilly with piercing black eyes. He had spiky red hair and pale white skin with purple lines across his cheeks. Bardock blinked at his clothing, a long, black cloak, also. 'Strange. That cloak looks familiar to me... Wonder why...'

"Hello, mister? Is anyone home?" Trunks asked the 'man', who continued glaring at him.

"You dare approach me and ask for my Dragon Ball?" The 'man' spoke suddenly.

"But, mister, you already have two of them!" Trunks pouted.

"Yes, and you need all seven to make a wish! Now, tell me how you know I have two?" he asked, taking a step toward the boy. Trunks stood still, not backing down.

"That's my business. Now, please give me the Dragon Ball so I don't have to take it from you." Trunks said, radar still in hand.

"Annoying little brat." The 'man' reached out and grabbed Trunks around the throat. Trunks, surprised, tried desperately to get the giant hand off. "Do you know who I am, boy?"

"H-Hey let go!"

"I am Akkikou, the Prince of the once strong Cimga-jin [1] race!" Akkikou's squeeze tightened. "I'll be damned if I let you, a small, earthling boy, take away my chance to revive my people, and conquer the universe!"

'Cimga-jin.... Cimga-jin... That name rings a-" Bardock's eyes widened. 'Uh... oh.'

"Trunks, get him off of you!" Bardock ordered.

"I'm... trying...!" Trunks said back.

Bardock growled before running up and, after taking in a nervous breath, punching Akkikou in the cheek. Not only did it make the Cimga-jin drop the chibi half-Saiya-jin, he also dropped the Dragon Ball. Trunks gasped for air, his tail swaying behind him.

"T-Thanks, Mr. Bardock." Trunks whispered. He looked down and noticed the Dragon Ball at his feet. He smiled and grabbed it. "Great job! He can't see you so he didn't know you were here!"

"Ugh, what the hell was that?" Akkikou asked as he wiped the blood off of his lip. Then, he noticed Trunks stand up, holding the Dragon Ball in one hand, and the Dragon Radar in the other. "Boy, give me that ball!"

Trunks smirked up at the tall alien. He closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue before looking at his mother's radar.

"According to this, he still has two Dragon Balls." Trunks said to Bardock.

Bardock scratched his head, responding with, "Uh-huh, and you're gonna get those... how?"

"Dunno. Any ideas?"

Bardock shook his head.

"Little Bastard. Who the hell are you-" Akkikou stopped dead in his sentence as he spotted something brown twitching from side to side behind Trunks. His eyes widened. 'He's a-'

Trunks looked at him, eyebrows raised. "What's wrong with you?"

Akkikou began to chuckle evilly.

Bardock blinked, then, looked down at Trunks and saw the tail.

"T-Trunks, hide your tail, quickly!"

"Hmm? Why?"

"Because-"

"So, you're a Saiya-jin, boy?" Akkikou smirked. "I thought all Saiya-jins died at he hands of Frieza, but I guess I'm wrong, eh?"

Trunks' smirk grew. "Hmph! You sure are! My 'Tousan's one of the strongest Saiya-jin's there is!"

"Trunks, shut up!" Bardock said frantically. Trunks ignored him.

"Strongest, huh?"

"Yep, that's right!" Trunks answered proudly.

"Well, the next time you see him, do me a favor and tell him that all Saiya-jin are going to pay double for what they did to my people!"

~*~

"Grandpa! Trunks-kun! Grandpa! Trunks-kun! Trunks- Huh?" Goten blinked and looked at his bag. He took out the Dragon Ball. "Hmm? It's blinking. Ha, that must mean Trunks-kun and Grandpa are close!" He looked over the edge of Kinto'un. "Where? Where? Wh- There!"

Goten stuck the Dragon Ball back into bag, and ordered, "'Kay, Kinto'un, fly down to Trunks-kun and Grandpa."

The cloud obeyed, and, when they were close enough, Goten jumped off.

"Trunks-kun, Grandpa! I got the-" Goten noticed Akkikou. He pointed to him and said, "Who's that?"

Akkikou, Trunks, and Bardock all looked at Goten.

"G-Goten!" Trunks said happily.

Akkikou's eyes widened, and he began to step back from the youngest half-Saiya-jin.

"Y-You look like him... That... That bastard..." Akkikou muttered.

Goten blinked and tilted his head to the side, innocently.

"Like who?" he asked, confused. Trunks also looked at Akkikou.

"Shit, he remembers." Bardock said under his breath.

Akkikou began to laugh insanely.

"You, You're a Saiya-jin also I see." he said, referring to Goten's swaying tail. "You're a descendant of that bastard who killed my people, aren't you?"

"What'd you mean?" Goten asked, trying not to tremble at Akkikou's insane laughing.

"Tell me, child." Akkikou began, his eyes glowing blue. Goten's eyes widened as they became clouded over with the same light color of blue. "Where do you get your Saiya-jin blood?"

"No, don't tell him anything, Goten!" Bardock pleaded.

"From my father and grandfather." Goten said, not seeming to hear Bardock.

"Goten?" Trunks whispered to his best friend. "Mr. Bardock, what's going on?!"

"That bastard is using magic to get Goten to tell him what he needs to know!" Bardock growled.

"M-Magic?!" Trunks asked in surprise.

"And their names?" Akkikou asked the hypnotized Goten.

"Goku and Bardock." Goten answered.

"I knew it. Well, thanks for the information, boy. Now, enjoy your nap." Akkikou clapped his hands and, instantly, Goten's eyes closed and he began to fall to the ground. Trunks caught him.

"Goten? Wake up, Goten!" Trunks said, shaking him. It was no use.

"I will collect all of the Dragon Balls. And, after I've made my wishes, you, young Goten, will be the first to die, along with this worthless planet and all of the other Saiya-jin bastards!" Akkikou, again, began to laugh as his feet lifted off the ground and he flew off.

~*~

A/N: How was it? It might not have been very good, but please review anyway.

[1] Cimga-jin: People from the planet Cimga.

~Erin~

Title: The Riddle

Author: Candyland

Summary: Goten is having nightmares about a terrible creature. When the attacks begin, only Goten knows the truth, but no one believes him! Is there any way to stop this thing?

Story Id number: 1275657