Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Sins of the Past ❯ Sucks to be You ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4

Sucks To Be You

Amma and Goten sat across from each other at a long table. The table was covered with wrappers and dirty dishes; some had spilled off the table onto the floor. Amma watched him shoveling food into his mouth, and found herself regretting her offer to feed him.

"Do you have any more of these?" Goten asked, holding out an empty bag of chips.

She dug around the table until she found another bag. "You know," she said, "if you chewed with your mouth closed, you might keep more in your mouth and less on the table."

He stopped chewing and grinned at her, "That's what Videl always says."

"Then it's not just me, huh?"

He shook his head still grinning.

"Okay, let me see if I got this straight." Amma leaned back in her chair, and rested her feet on the table, "You're dad was dead when you were born. Then seven years later, he came back for a tournament, but he was still dead. Is that right?"

"Uh huh."

"So he got to come back for one day, and that's what he wanted to do? He couldn't think of anything better to do with his one day back from the dead?"

Goten nodded, looking puzzled.

There were so many questions to ask to try and make sense of that, but she knew there was no way to get the answers from an eight-year-old. She thought it wise to drop that subject and continue. "Then to make a long story short, all hell broke loose, and when it was all done, your dad was alive again?"

"Yeah, except you forgot about the fusion."

"No, I didn't forget about it I left it out."

"Why? That's the best part." He pouted, "It was so cool. We…"

"To be totally honest with you, kid, that whole fusion thing really creeps me out. I'd rather skip over that." She tried to think of how to proceed, but was at a loss for words, "This whole thing sounds…"

"Really cool, you should have been there."

"No, I was thinking more of something like," she paused, "made up, maybe?"

"It's all true!" he cried, "Why would I make it up?" His face screwed up in a pout, and he crossed his arms defiantly across his chest.

Amma knew he wouldn't lie, she didn't think he had it in him, and even if he tried, it would be written all over his face. She held her hands up in surrender, "I didn't say you made it up. I said it sounded like it could have been made up. Where I come from we don't have anything like that. You can understand how that would all sound strange to me, right?"

"Sure." Goten said; though his face remained angry.

Amma sighed, she knew there was a reason she avoided kids, they could be so moody. If she couldn't make him happy, her plan would never work. "Hey, did you want more ice cream? If we don't eat this soon it will melt."

Goten's grin returned, "Sure. My mom never lets me eat this much ice cream."

"Now you see why I don't have kids. I'm not qualified to take care of them properly."

"I think you are."

"Sure, you do. I'm letting you eat all that ice cream. I'll tell you now, if your mom comes looking for me after you get sick, I don't know you."

Goten grinned around a mouthful of ice cream.

"Now how does the Saijin no Ouji fit into all this?" she tried to get back to the subject.

"You mean Vegeta right?"

"Yeah, Trunks' dad."

"Why do you call him that?"

"It means prince of the saijins. That what he is. Or was anyway. You know what saijins are, right?"

"Sure, my dad's a saijin."

Amma's jaw dropped. That was the last thing she expected to hear. There was only supposed to be one left. She wasn't sure what that this meant. All reports the council had were that the entire race was gone, at least until a few years ago. There had been rumors that the prince was alive but no solid evidence. It was believed he had died shortly before Frieza. It had taken forever to track him down, and now to find out there were more. She might be here longer than she thought. Her mind was blank and she had no clue how to proceed.

"Trunks said something about that once. I didn't know that until he told me. No one really talks about it. It makes Vegeta mad to talk about it, I guess." Goten continued, unaware of her shock.

The door behind them slid open and Sousan strolled in. "What have you been smoking?" he demanded, staring at the table.

"We're having a conversation here." She couldn't believe he would interrupt her at this point.

"It looks like you're cleaning out the refrigerator. What are we suppose to eat tomorrow?" he came behind her and wrapped his arm around her neck, trapping her in a headlock, "Bet you didn't think of that, did you?" he whispered in her ear.

"Hey!" Goten cried, leaping to his feet, "You're not suppose to touch her without permission!"

Sousan froze, "Who's your new bodyguard?"

Amma laughed, "Trust me, kid, when Sousan walks in a room, I'm ready for him. This is Goten," she said, tilting her head back to look in Sousan's eyes, "his dad is kinda sorta friends with the Saijin no Ouji."

"Kinda sorta, huh?"

"He's apparently a saijin, too."

"Hmmm, that is very interesting." He moved away to sit in a chair across the room, "What do you think about it?"

"Not sure yet."

"Well, I came to tell you Honos has reprimanded Norak."

"Is he still in the infirmary?"

"Sorry to disappoint you, but no. Honos thought you might want to have a talk with him later. Aescapulus was disappointed though, he was hoping for some serious injuries so he had something to do."

"I don't even want to hear you bitch about how we should have brought Bridget instead. I had no problem with that. I can't help the fact that she got sick. She is suppose to be a doctor after all, you would think she would take better care of herself."

He scowled at her; "You don't have to rub it in." then he grinned, "By the way, the Saijin no Ouji is awake, I'm sure you would want to talk to him. You aren't doing anything anyway."

She glared at him, "I hate to remind you, but if it weren't for you, we'd be getting ready to go home, which I would much rather be doing. But no, thanks to you, I have to go talk to a pissed off prince."

"Sucks to be you." He shrugged.

"C'mon, kid, I have things to do, it's time for you to go do your kid stuff now." Amma said, standing and stretching out her hand to him again.

"What about this mess?" Sousan demanded, knowing what was coming.

"Clean it up, I have stuff to do." She turned as she reached the door, "And don't try to pawn it off on Ab, either. He'll tell me if you do."

An empty ice cream container came flying at the door as it closed.

"He sure seemed mad." Goten said, as Amma escorted him to the door.

"He's always like that. It's best just to ignore him. I do."

"What are you going to do to Vegeta?"

"I have some things to discuss with him. Once I talk to him, I'll know more." She stopped and looked at him. "I need you to promise me you won't tell anyone about being here, okay? That has to be our little secret."

"Sure, I can keep secrets."

"Better than your friend, I hope."

"Sure, I won't tell anyone."

"Good, I may need your help with some things. Next time you come, I may have some things for you to do. What do you think of that?"

"Like secret agent stuff?"

"Yeah, something like that."

"Cool! I'll see you tomorrow." He rushed to the door and outside.