Wishes (Part 1)
Chapter 3
[Gohan-san’s POV]
“Hi kaasan..” I said.
My
mom turned around from washing dishes to see my dad and I standing that the
door. She dropped the plate she was
holding and rushed over to us.
“Goku-san!!”
she yelled and threw her arms around my dad.
Then, pushing him back at arm’s length, “You’re alive!”
“Yeah…
Gohan wished me back with the Namek Dragonballs.” my dad said.
“Oh?”
My mom turned to look at me with an evil glare.
“You mean you went to another planet without telling me??”
“Um…
it’s a long story kaasan, and I’m not up to explaining it right now.” I
said nervously. A thought came
across my mind. “Look, I’ll
tell you later… I’m gonna go see someone…”
If he’s still here…
I
quickly flew off, leaving my mother yelling at me.
I sighed as I put on a burst of speed and raced on to Capsule Corp.
Landing on the large lawn, one of the two chibis that were sparring saw
me and tackled me onto the ground.
“Gohan!!”
I looked up to see a little miniature version of my dad on top of me. I put my arms around the boy and held him close.
“Goten-kun… you can’t believe how much I’ve missed you…” I whispered.
“Me too…” he said. “I was in other world, and I saw tousan up there. He was with a blue guy, watching your fight with some guy he called Veggeto.”
A smile spread across my face. Silly Goten… I saw Chibi Trunks walk over to us. I sat up and put Goten in my lap. I stared at Chibi Trunks and blushed.
“Chibi, have you seen Trunks-chan?” I asked.
The chibi made a frown that resembled Vegeta’s. “No. And don’t call me chibi!”
I smiled and ruffled his lavender hair. “Alright, Chibi Trunks-kun.”
Goten started giggling at his friend’s messed up hair and for me calling him a chibi after he told me not to. Trunks lunged at Goten, starting up their sparring session again. For a five and four-year-old half Saiya-jins, they were pretty strong.
“Trunks-kun, Goten-kun, come in, it’s time for lunch!!” Bulma said as she poked her head through the front door.
“Lunch!!” the two chibis cheered happily and ran inside.
Bulma saw me sitting out in the yard. “Why don’t you come in too and have some lunch, Gohan-chan?”
I looked up. “Oh, thanks Bulma-chan.”
I got up and walked in. Bumla closed the door behind me. Nearing the table where Vegeta and the two chibis were already eating, Bulma realized something.
“Gohan-chan, where’s Mirai Trunks-kun?” she asked me.
I looked at her eyes. She understood as I looked at her, but I had to say it. “He’s gone Bulma-chan. Back to his time.”
“Oh.. okay… You miss him too, don’t you?”
I looked away. I did, but it hurt to much to think about it. I sat down and helped myself to the pile of sandwiches that Bulma had made.
He doesn’t belong here… or does he?