Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Sins of the Past ❯ Kids? No, Sir, Don't Like 'Em ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

Kids? No, Sir, Don't Like `Em.

How do I get myself into these situations? Amma wondered, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes. The council had given her a week, which is more than she thought they would, but even after an hour, she still couldn't think of how she had gotten herself into the situation. Stupidity, that's how. You know how Sousan is and you left him alone with her. Then like an idiot you stroll in there and forget to shut down. She still couldn't believe how stupid she had been. Now she had to figure out how she was going to make the decision.

"It sucks to be an empath." She said out loud.

"What's an empath?" a tiny voice asked from the other side of the room.

Amma nearly fell out of her chair trying to turn around, she thought she was alone, "Who the fuck is that?" she cried. A tiny boy with dark wild hair sat perched on the table behind her, watching her with dark innocent eyes.

"It's me, Goten." He answered as though she should have known.

"Great." Amma said, "Why are you here and how did you get in?"

"Trunks told me there were aliens here and I wanted to see them. Someone left a window open, so I just climbed in."

"This is a space ship, kid. We don't have windows." Amma told him, thinking she would have to find what he was talking about and be sure it was closed up.

Goten giggled, "It looked like a window." He shrugged.

"That's really interesting, but I have things to do. Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't like kids, and you're a kid, so why don't you go do kid stuff somewhere else?"

"Why don't you like kids?"

"They're dirty, smelly, and loud."

Goten pulled the front of his shirt to his nose and sniffed, "I don't smell." He told her grinning again.

She clamped her hand over her mouth to hold in the laughter. It was so unexpected, "Good for you." She couldn't remove her hand, she knew if she did she wouldn't have been able to stop her laughter.

"So you don't have kids?"

"If I don't like them, why would I have them?"

"Oh, okay, that makes sense." He grinned.

"Glad you understand. Now the important thing here is that you don't tell anyone I'm here. See your friend wasn't suppose to say anything, so not only can't you tell anyone, but it would be a good idea to remind your friend he screwed up by telling you. Think you can do that?"

He jumped off the table, "Sure. Are you going to let Trunks' dad go soon?"

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Not only was the kid not supposed to know she was here, but he certainly wasn't supposed to know she had a prisoner. "He told you that too?"

"Yeah, but I won't tell anyone. I just wanted to know, since my dad will probably be coming to spar with him, and I was wondering what I should tell him. Bulma probably has an idea, so it should be okay." He started towards the door.

"Wait a minute, kid!" she called, an idea suddenly coming to her, "Is your dad friends with the Saijin no Ouji?"

"Friends with who?"

"Trunks' dad."

"Yeah, they've been friends a longtime, at least I think so. They fight a lot, but I think they're really friends."

Amma suddenly smiled, this kid might have some valuable information, and best yet, he was too young to be discreet. That would work to her advantage. "Are you hungry, kid?"

"Are you kidding?" he cried, nearly tackling her as he ran to her.

"C'mon, I'm hungry, so why don't you come with me and we'll get something to eat, and talk some more about you and your friends, huh?"

"I thought you didn't like kids."

"I don't, but you're not as bad as some of the others I've met. Remember? You don't smell." She couldn't hold back the laughter this time.

Goten grinned at her, and grabbed her hand as they walked down the corridor.

Amma snatched her hand away alarmed. She couldn't believe how bad she was slipping.

"I'm sorry." Goten told her looking frightened, "Sometimes I forget how strong I am. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"No, no, you just scared me that's all. I wasn't expecting you to grab my hand. It's not a good idea to touch an empath without permission." She was confused, in all her years of sensing other people's feelings, she had never had an experience like she did when Goten touched her hand. The kid's heart was full of wonder, innocence and love, there was no hate, anger, or regret. It was the first time she had ever found anyone free of those emotions. "I didn't mean to scare you, kid." She told him in way of apology, and stretched her hand out to him again.

He nervously took her hand again. "What is an empath?" he was still a little nervous she could tell by his voice.

"I can read what is in people's hearts just by touching them. That's why I don't like to be touched without warning. I can shut down if I want, but if I'm not thinking of it, well, it's not a good thing."

"I'm sorry." He told her, "I wouldn't have done it if I knew. I was just trying to be nice."

"I know, kid, I know." She ruffled his wild hair. "So tell me more about your dad."