Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ What I Really Think of You ❯ He's Ba-ack... ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Dream_Watcher 
It was just a normal day...where did it go wrong? Ahh yes, the Grudge is back...how will Son Goku be able to deal with him?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.24.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 417 | Status: Work In Progress
It was just a normal day...where did it go wrong? Ahh yes, the Grudge is back...how will Son Goku be able to deal with him?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.24.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 417 | Status: Work In Progress
"What I Really Think of You" by Son Goku
This fic is done in Goku's P.O.V. (Enjoy!)
++...++ : Mr. Grudge talking
(...): Goku thinking
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I guess I had this on my mind for a LONG TIME to start writing this now. The man
inside my head won't go away. He's mean. And annoying, too. I'd give anything to be
rid of him.
Now, I know you all are asking yourselves, "What is he talking about?" Well, you all
know that most of my friends used to be my enemies, right? Well, I've gotten used to
them now, but there's something inside of me...something that won't let me forget...
I don't know why he does this. I just want him to stop...It could destroy my
friendships and my marriage. I think I need a therapist...
It all started when I was eating breakfast as usual. It was really good that today.
Stawberry pancakes with whipped cream! Yum!
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Chi-chi: So! You're going to train today? Again?
Me: Yup! I can't wait! Me and the boys are gonna learn some new techniques from the Water King!
Chi-chi: *a little peeved* And how long are you going to spend time out there instead of at home? You know, I have all these chores to do! You have no respect for your wife!
Me: *thinking* Meow meow meow meow.....meow meow meow meow....meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow ....
Chi-chi: *PO'ed* Goku! Were you listening to anything that I was saying?
Goku: Yessss.........
Chi-chi: *REALLY PO'ed* Goku..........*demon voice* YOU'D HAD BETTER ANSWERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!
(As Chi-chi rants on and on, I have mastered the art of IGNORE....something that I am using now. It takes a fair amount of my power to refrain myself from yelling at her or, worse, hitting her...)
++Why not??++
( A voice?! I thought I got rid of him! What are YOU doing here?!)
++I'm here because you're using the art of IGNORE again...Why don't you *finally* give her a piece of your mind?++
( I-I thought you were gone...)
++And *I* thought you developed some balls, Goku! C'mon man! She breaking your spirit!++
( I can't do that! She's my wife!)
++She's my wife too, kid. And I'm sick an' tired of her yappin'. She spews acid, for Kami's sake! Shut her up!++
Goku: Chi-chi?
Chi-chi: *stops yelling for a moment* What is it, Goku? I wasn't done yet!
++Grrrr...Stupid (bleep). I hate you...++
(No! No you don't!)
++Sorry, Goku man, but I gotta grudge...++
(No! No more grudges! I can't take it!)
++Sorry, Son-kun, it's just the truth...++
Goku: *gets up from the table* I-I gotta go, Chi. I'll be back later.
Chi-chi: What?! Goku? GOKU! Get back here!
( I can't stay here. Not when he's back. Mr. Grudge. That old crackpot has finally resurfaced. I guess I have alot of grudges. But I keep them inside. Everytime Vegeta calls me names and verbally abuses me. Everytime when I'm fighting some new evil. Everytime Chi-chi hits me and yells at me.
He's there. Waiting to be born.
He's in my head now. I'm afraid that he'll try to take over. I don't want to hurt my friends...)
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( I went over to Bulma's house. Hopefully, Vegeta should be training right about now. I need to talk to her. Maybe she knows a thing or to about living grudges...)
Goku: *opening the front door* Hey, Bulma! *looks around* Bulma, where are you?
Bulma: *from the kitchen* In here, Son-kun!
( I follow her voice to the kitchen. She was cooking...something...Bulma's not that much of a cook, but I try not to say that to her face...)
Goku: Hi, Bulma-chan!
++Hello...Hoema...++
(Mr. Grudge!!!)
++What? It's true...++
Bulma: *peering into upward at Goku's face* Go-kun, are you alright?
++No, I'm not all right w/ sluts in my face, onna! Hahahahaha!!!!++
(SHUT UP!!!)
Goku: *tense* Yeah, I'm okay, Bulma. *shakes his head violently* I'm okay.
(Wait...no, I'm not okay...I am sick. Very sick. But not in the physical sense. No no....I've got a little person (who looks like me) named Mr. Grudge in my head insulting you, Bulma. I need your help, Bul-chan. I need to vanquish him once and for all...)
Bulma: Goku?
( I don't answer her. I'm too lost in my thoughts *to* answer her. Suddenly, the door slams. Naturally the slammer was Vegeta. I can feel the hairs on Mr. Grudge's tail rise with hate as Vegeta strutted into the room. My only thought was, "Vegeta, if you knew what was good for you, you would go straight to your room.")
++WELL well. Lookee what we have here. The "great and powerful" Saiyajin no Baka. Seems ole' Veggiehead hasn't lost that "I've-got-a-stick-up-my-butt" mentality.++
(Please, Mr. Grudge....don't...)
Vegeta: *smirking* Hello, Bakarot.
Goku: H-hey, Vegeta....*looks away*
++WHAT?!!! That's the best you could come up with??++
(Grudge, Vegeta is my friend...)
++Friend, shmend! The guy is a looooooooooser! A cocky-headed loser with a slut for a mate!!++
(Please...please....)
++Don't "please" me! *pleading tone* Don't you remember, Goku? This same baka tried to kill you! Have you no repulsion at being in the same room with this creature?++
(No.)
++Fine then. He's such a loser. Look at him, acting like he's "all that". More like "all that and a bag o' crap"!++
( I don't know what to say. Or think. Between Vegeta and Mr. Grudge, however, Vegeta looked like the lesser evil. I turned to the ouji. His sneer grew more apparent as I faced him. Maybe not.)
++He's doesn't believe you're worthy enough to look at him! Ha! I betcha he moonlights as a gigolo...++
(Um...that was pretty disturbing...)
++Yeah, he *would* make a pretty ugly gigolo...++
(I ignore Mr. Grudge. I have to. What he said was probably true. Except for the gigolo part.)
Goku: Vegeta. I need you and Bulma's help.
Vegeta: *jeeringly* Awww...the Savior of the Universe needs *my* help? Oh, I think I'm feeling faint!! Hahahahaa!!!!
++Grrrrr.....++
Goku: *in a cold sweat* C'mon, Vegeta! He's back! And I can't control him!
( Vegeta looks at me funny; like I was crazy. He doesn't know about Mr. Grudge, but Bulma does. I see her rosy cheeks turn a pale white. She quickly takes my hand and drags me to the lab. Vegeta looks at me. The he turns away, making a circular motion by his ear. He thinks I'm nuts. He doesn't know. He just doesn't know....)
Bulma: Son-kun. I-is it really him? Is it really Mr. Grudge?
Goku: Yes.
Bulma: *looks at her lab table* I don't know what to do this time, Son-kun. We've tried everything. Psychoanalyists, psychologists, therapists, even priests! It just seems that we can never get rid of him! *throws her hands up in the air* He justs goes away after the job is done! Ugh!
Goku: I'm sorry, Bulma.
Bulma: *calmly turns toward him* It's nothing to be sorry for, Son-kun. I think we should just let this run its course....for now.
( So that was it. All we have to do is let Mr. Grudge "run his course". But his course is long and heart-wrenching. He brings out everything that I've hidden. Everything I've protected for so long. I turn away from Bulma. There are tears in my eyes that I'm sure Mr. Grudge will reprimand me for having later....)
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This fic is done in Goku's P.O.V. (Enjoy!)
++...++ : Mr. Grudge talking
(...): Goku thinking
************************************************************** *********
I guess I had this on my mind for a LONG TIME to start writing this now. The man
inside my head won't go away. He's mean. And annoying, too. I'd give anything to be
rid of him.
Now, I know you all are asking yourselves, "What is he talking about?" Well, you all
know that most of my friends used to be my enemies, right? Well, I've gotten used to
them now, but there's something inside of me...something that won't let me forget...
I don't know why he does this. I just want him to stop...It could destroy my
friendships and my marriage. I think I need a therapist...
It all started when I was eating breakfast as usual. It was really good that today.
Stawberry pancakes with whipped cream! Yum!
************************************************************* **********
Chi-chi: So! You're going to train today? Again?
Me: Yup! I can't wait! Me and the boys are gonna learn some new techniques from the Water King!
Chi-chi: *a little peeved* And how long are you going to spend time out there instead of at home? You know, I have all these chores to do! You have no respect for your wife!
Me: *thinking* Meow meow meow meow.....meow meow meow meow....meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow ....
Chi-chi: *PO'ed* Goku! Were you listening to anything that I was saying?
Goku: Yessss.........
Chi-chi: *REALLY PO'ed* Goku..........*demon voice* YOU'D HAD BETTER ANSWERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!
(As Chi-chi rants on and on, I have mastered the art of IGNORE....something that I am using now. It takes a fair amount of my power to refrain myself from yelling at her or, worse, hitting her...)
++Why not??++
( A voice?! I thought I got rid of him! What are YOU doing here?!)
++I'm here because you're using the art of IGNORE again...Why don't you *finally* give her a piece of your mind?++
( I-I thought you were gone...)
++And *I* thought you developed some balls, Goku! C'mon man! She breaking your spirit!++
( I can't do that! She's my wife!)
++She's my wife too, kid. And I'm sick an' tired of her yappin'. She spews acid, for Kami's sake! Shut her up!++
Goku: Chi-chi?
Chi-chi: *stops yelling for a moment* What is it, Goku? I wasn't done yet!
++Grrrr...Stupid (bleep). I hate you...++
(No! No you don't!)
++Sorry, Goku man, but I gotta grudge...++
(No! No more grudges! I can't take it!)
++Sorry, Son-kun, it's just the truth...++
Goku: *gets up from the table* I-I gotta go, Chi. I'll be back later.
Chi-chi: What?! Goku? GOKU! Get back here!
( I can't stay here. Not when he's back. Mr. Grudge. That old crackpot has finally resurfaced. I guess I have alot of grudges. But I keep them inside. Everytime Vegeta calls me names and verbally abuses me. Everytime when I'm fighting some new evil. Everytime Chi-chi hits me and yells at me.
He's there. Waiting to be born.
He's in my head now. I'm afraid that he'll try to take over. I don't want to hurt my friends...)
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( I went over to Bulma's house. Hopefully, Vegeta should be training right about now. I need to talk to her. Maybe she knows a thing or to about living grudges...)
Goku: *opening the front door* Hey, Bulma! *looks around* Bulma, where are you?
Bulma: *from the kitchen* In here, Son-kun!
( I follow her voice to the kitchen. She was cooking...something...Bulma's not that much of a cook, but I try not to say that to her face...)
Goku: Hi, Bulma-chan!
++Hello...Hoema...++
(Mr. Grudge!!!)
++What? It's true...++
Bulma: *peering into upward at Goku's face* Go-kun, are you alright?
++No, I'm not all right w/ sluts in my face, onna! Hahahahaha!!!!++
(SHUT UP!!!)
Goku: *tense* Yeah, I'm okay, Bulma. *shakes his head violently* I'm okay.
(Wait...no, I'm not okay...I am sick. Very sick. But not in the physical sense. No no....I've got a little person (who looks like me) named Mr. Grudge in my head insulting you, Bulma. I need your help, Bul-chan. I need to vanquish him once and for all...)
Bulma: Goku?
( I don't answer her. I'm too lost in my thoughts *to* answer her. Suddenly, the door slams. Naturally the slammer was Vegeta. I can feel the hairs on Mr. Grudge's tail rise with hate as Vegeta strutted into the room. My only thought was, "Vegeta, if you knew what was good for you, you would go straight to your room.")
++WELL well. Lookee what we have here. The "great and powerful" Saiyajin no Baka. Seems ole' Veggiehead hasn't lost that "I've-got-a-stick-up-my-butt" mentality.++
(Please, Mr. Grudge....don't...)
Vegeta: *smirking* Hello, Bakarot.
Goku: H-hey, Vegeta....*looks away*
++WHAT?!!! That's the best you could come up with??++
(Grudge, Vegeta is my friend...)
++Friend, shmend! The guy is a looooooooooser! A cocky-headed loser with a slut for a mate!!++
(Please...please....)
++Don't "please" me! *pleading tone* Don't you remember, Goku? This same baka tried to kill you! Have you no repulsion at being in the same room with this creature?++
(No.)
++Fine then. He's such a loser. Look at him, acting like he's "all that". More like "all that and a bag o' crap"!++
( I don't know what to say. Or think. Between Vegeta and Mr. Grudge, however, Vegeta looked like the lesser evil. I turned to the ouji. His sneer grew more apparent as I faced him. Maybe not.)
++He's doesn't believe you're worthy enough to look at him! Ha! I betcha he moonlights as a gigolo...++
(Um...that was pretty disturbing...)
++Yeah, he *would* make a pretty ugly gigolo...++
(I ignore Mr. Grudge. I have to. What he said was probably true. Except for the gigolo part.)
Goku: Vegeta. I need you and Bulma's help.
Vegeta: *jeeringly* Awww...the Savior of the Universe needs *my* help? Oh, I think I'm feeling faint!! Hahahahaa!!!!
++Grrrrr.....++
Goku: *in a cold sweat* C'mon, Vegeta! He's back! And I can't control him!
( Vegeta looks at me funny; like I was crazy. He doesn't know about Mr. Grudge, but Bulma does. I see her rosy cheeks turn a pale white. She quickly takes my hand and drags me to the lab. Vegeta looks at me. The he turns away, making a circular motion by his ear. He thinks I'm nuts. He doesn't know. He just doesn't know....)
Bulma: Son-kun. I-is it really him? Is it really Mr. Grudge?
Goku: Yes.
Bulma: *looks at her lab table* I don't know what to do this time, Son-kun. We've tried everything. Psychoanalyists, psychologists, therapists, even priests! It just seems that we can never get rid of him! *throws her hands up in the air* He justs goes away after the job is done! Ugh!
Goku: I'm sorry, Bulma.
Bulma: *calmly turns toward him* It's nothing to be sorry for, Son-kun. I think we should just let this run its course....for now.
( So that was it. All we have to do is let Mr. Grudge "run his course". But his course is long and heart-wrenching. He brings out everything that I've hidden. Everything I've protected for so long. I turn away from Bulma. There are tears in my eyes that I'm sure Mr. Grudge will reprimand me for having later....)
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