Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Heart Of Metal ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Suspense | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 12.18.2020 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 115 | Status: Work In Progress
Hey guys, this is my first project and I'd love to hear your views and opinions on my work. I kinda got this idea from a song, and I'm not really sure about the finer details of the story, but I've got a broad idea, let's see how it pans out!
Really excited!
Love Always!
Goten sighed. He was tired and did not feel like doing anything more at the moment. About two years back he had started working as a veterinary doctor, and although his job was very demanding, he sure wouldn't have traded it for anything in the world.
After all, no matter what anybody thought he had worked very hard to be where he was today and nobody could tell him otherwise. He may not be as innately smart as Gohan, or a genetic genius like Trunks, but he was not to be mistaken to be a run-of-the-mill product, and he had proved himself by becoming a vet.
Or so he thought...
His mother though happy that he was his own man now, would occasionally slip up and let it known how much happier she would've been had he become a medical doctor instead. Although she tried to cover up immediately after, it still hurt, and her covering up somehow only managed to make it worse.
Ah well....
Honestly, Goten loved his job, no matter the hours, the sometimes outright bizarre conditions, or the criticism he received on a daily basis, he worked a job that combined his love for animals and making people happy, isn't that all that matters?
Given the amount of studying he dedicated himself to, he knew he could've become a medical doctor, but contrary to people's thinking he had willingly chosen to become a vet instead, since he was good with animals and it was far less demanding than the other option.In the end, he figured the only person he needed to make happy was himself and...
Ring Ring
His thoughts were interrupted by a phone call, he glanced at the wall clock, 9:50, hmm, odd time to be receiving a call, he checked the caller ID, Bulma...oh, he kinda wished it'd had been Trunks instead but since he got married 4 years back nothing had been really the same since.He shook his head to clear his mind and and picked up his still ringing cell phone..
"Hello?"
"Oh, hey Goten how are you?"
For a brief moment, Goten debated as to whether he should give her the honest truth, but then sighed and decided to stick with a conversational, "I'm doing good Bulma, and you?"
"Well I was just wondering as to when was the last time that all the Z fighters were together, and since I couldn't recall, I figured it just had been too long!"
Now that he thought about it, even he couldn't remember the last time that happened, wasn't it Trunks' wedding?, but no his father hadn't been there, not that it was anything out of the ordinary...
"Uh huh.."
"...Yeah, so I was thinking of hosting a get-together coming Saturday..."
He didn't like where this was going..
"...yeah and since Goku is also here for a change,and not wandering off like a monkey...hey...you're there right?"
"...uh, yeah...yeah sure Bulma!"
"Wow, well that was easy, so then your dinner this Saturday, to be hosted by the Capsule Corp, ooh...I already like the sound of that, you're such a good kid Goten, see you then!"
"..yeah..Bul.."
Sigh.
He really wanted to know what his best friend was up to, since their times together were few and far in between, not that anyone was to be blamed, after all you can't expect the president of a multi-trillion dollar company to be free for playdates.
No. He wasn't gonna do that, he was no better either and his mother left no opportunity unfounded to remind him of that.
He was doing it again damn it. That's it. Too much work for today, time to turn in.
So he got off the couch, fully intending to sleep, cleared the take-out containers from the table and opened the door to his bedroom and laid down on the flannel sheets his mother had given him. As soon as he hit the bed, he was out like a light.
Not that it helped any.
The morning after his restless night, he was rudely awakened by a frantic knock on the front door, he squinted at his alarm clock...4:37, flashing blearily at him in red.
He was pissed, beyond pissed, scowling he sprinted off his bed, with just one intention, to give the shitty person who dared to disturb him at this ungodly hour, a piece of his mind...
"Who the heck do you think you..."
He opened the latch and was met with a very apologetic looking young woman, and in her arms a dog he could recognize anywhere, Cepheus.
He always wondered who was the owner of the said bearded collie, not only was his name a little strange for a dog, but he also acted like it.
Apparently, Cepheus was named after a constellation, which basically stood for 'The King', and although his breed weren't commonly shy, they weren't aggressive either, so for him to come across a fussy and arrogant bouncing beardie was quite a surprise.
Though he was used to it by now, he was his most frequent patient, at merely 1.5 years , he sure had a lot of health issues. He often thought about having a word with the owner personally, both for medical reasons and out of sheer curiosity, but never really got the chance, that is until today...
As soon as he caught site of the young woman, his words died in his throat, she was a crying mess, with her hair all disheveled, shivering uncontrollably, from the cold or from whatever had upset her he did not know.
He tapped into his role as a vet and saw the bored looking face of the beardie, no surprise there and realized he must be the reason for her torment.
He noticed the woman was still in her pajamas, and still shivering and crying inconsolably so, swallowing his long forgotten anger and irritation, he put a hand on her shoulder.
She jumped and looked at him as if she just realized where she was, her green eyes suddenly wide.
He flinched slightly, not the best move on his part,but felt relieved when a sense of reality returned to her, and she was back to being red-faced and decidedly shy.
"Come on in, let's talk about it, over some tea.."
Facing the ground, she only nodded.