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The Favour	By : GaramondBodoni Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Favour
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Stupid halfling. Thought Vegeta as she unwillingly flew slowly besides Trunks several kilometers above the horizon.

Stupid Kakarrot. Stupid Namek. Useless! All of them! At the angry thought she unintentionally sped up ahead, leaving Trunks a speck in the distance.

“Mum wait for me!” Yelled Trunks as he tried to catch up to his mother without so much success in the first go, flopping his limbs about in the air like a puppy who just learned how to swim.

“Focus your energy Trunks! You look ridiculous like that!” She yelled back as she turned to look at her son without giving any sort of help.

Why do I have to spend all day with Kakarrot’s brats when they are more than competent to take care of themselves? It’s supposed to be my day, my training! If that Namek didn’t have to go visit his people I wouldn’t even have to do this, I shouldn’t! She thought annoyingly.

When she finally arrived at the location that fit the description of what Piccolo had told her, she landed promptly in the middle of a field that had already gotten several craters shaped into its surroundings.

Hmm, so this is where they train? She thought to herself.

“Muuuum!” Yelled Trunks as he landed with a huff then bent half way down, raking in as much air his little lungs could contain.

“Quit whining! I told you many times Trunks, flying isn’t about using physical strength, it’s about energy control, what kind of warrior wastes his energy before even landing? You’d be dead before you can call for your dad, they’d shoot you like ducks in the air!” Growled Vegeta with no hint of compassion in her voice.

“Hi Trunks! Hi Miss Vegeta!” Chirped Goten.

Vegeta turned around to see Goten riding on Nimbus with Gohan sitting behind him. When the Nimbus was levitating just a couple of meters away from the grassy field, Goten hopped off excitedly and started running towards her and Trunks’ direction.

“You guys made it! Wow Trunks, you sure do look puffed out, did you break the gravity room again?” Asked Goten with his signature big eyes.

“Shush Goten! No- (puff) nothing like that (puff) mum just went crazy and decided to ditch me (puff.)” Said Trunks as he slowly regained his normal breathing pattern and straightened his back.

“Not my fault you can’t keep up with me brat, now hurry up and get it over and done with so we can go home!” Said Vegeta as she crossed her arms and sat down on a fallen oak log that was thick with moss.

“Aww but we just got here, can we go fishing first Miss Vegeta?” Asked Goten as he ran up to her and placed his little hands on her kneecaps.

Before Vegeta could react to the miniature intruder of her personal space, Gohan promptly scooped Goten up with a slight apologetic smile.

“OK Goten why don’t you and Trunks go to our usual place and we’ll meet you guys there in a sec.” Said Gohan as he placed him down beside Trunks, who was in the middle of doing his lunges.

“Yay! Come on Trunks, last one there is a boogerhead!” Chirped Goten gleefully as he blasted off into the distance.

“Hey not fair!” Said Trunks but happily caught up with Goten after blasting off as well, disappearing into the azure sky.

Typical. Thought Vegeta as she lazily scanned across the horizon, until her gaze met Gohan’s.

“Ha ha, kids huh?” Chuckled Gohan.

“You sound like a geezer.” Said Vegeta.

“I do? Oh come on Vegeta I’m only 18.” Replied Gohan, slightly protesting embarrassingly.

“You dress like one too. What is with that get up, is that what that Namek train you in these days?” Spoke Vegeta sarcastically.

Gohan looked down at his attire, a brown based vest with cross stitching patterns, a pair of chocolate loafers with his long legs concealed by a pair of light grey slacks with his upper torso fitted with a white collared shirt underneath his vest. True, all he needed was a pair of rim-less glasses as as well as a bow tie and he would be a perfect hipster.

“Oh no, I don’t train with them all the time, today I plan to just supervise.” Said Gohan as he readjusted his collar.

“Typical.” Said Vegeta gruffly.

“Um, I don’t mean to be rude but is there something on your mind Miss Vegeta?” Asked Gohan tentatively.

“You can drop the ‘Miss’ you insolent little brat! Eight years after the Cell game and all I have left is being stuck with Kakarrot’s spawn of his loins who are just pathetic replicas of him! So no, there is absolutely nothing on my mind!” Snarled Vegeta as she leaped from the log with her fists balled up and her hair frizzed at the ends.

Gohan took several steps back from the unprecedented reaction with his eyes widened in surprise. After giving Vegeta some time to regain her signature composure of crossing her arms while standing at an angle, Gohan relaxed his stance.

“I know, I miss him too.” He said, his arms hanging loosely by his sides.

“In fact, Mi-Vegeta, I have something I need to ask of you, and it would mean a lot to me and my family if you could do me this great favour.” Spoke Gohan gently.

Vegeta turned her head to look at him without giving away her thoughts in her eyes.

“And what makes you think I will agree to it?” She retorted.

“Because I know you are one of the few people that I respect the most.” Said Gohan while he tried to control the level of conscientiousness in his tone of voice.

“Get to the point.” She said, turning her attention to a Monarch butterfly gingerly landing on top of a Forget-me-not.

Gohan looked up at the sky for a few seconds before responding.

“I need you to take care of Goten for me while I’m away.” He said.

Vegeta’s eyes shifted left for a second, before she turned herself fully around to face Gohan.

“So daddy’s boy never let go of his tail and want to join him? Why am I not surprised? I feel sorry for that weakling mother of yours.” Said Vegeta snarkily.

Gohan’s felt his jaws clench for a moment before he took control of himself and continued. “Vegeta please leave my mother out of this, what I’m trying to say is that…”

“Or what? At least she has a mini cheap rip off version of your father, it’s not much but it’s something.” Said Vegeta as she twirled around on her heel and let out a string of shrilled laughter.

“That’s enough!” Shouted Gohan as he powered up in an instant and sprinted towards her.

Despite the number of years of taunting Gohan not training enough and had become nothing but another ‘weak Earthling’ and a ‘pathetic excuse of his Saiyan heritage’, Vegeta had not anticipated it, so she did not dodge his right hook on her cheek in time and landed several kilometers away into the now partially demolished boulder in a distance.

Gohan remained in his kata stance after releasing his right hook while breathing heavily, before he snapped out of his emotionally-stirred mind and raced over to check on her.

“Oh God, Vegeta are you OK?!” He said as he flew over to where she had fallen.

Before he could start to remove the rubble that had completely covered Vegeta, he felt her energy skyrocket and got blasted away from the impact.

“What’s the matter brat? Can’t stand the truth?” Screamed Vegeta as she proceeded to land several punches and kicks on him mercilessly with rage in her eyes.

After unsuccessfully trying to block the kicks and punches from her, Gohan went limp, just in time for Vegeta to punch him squarely in the jaw and he landed with a heavy but softened thud in the long grass.

“Stand up and fight, stand up and fight damn you! Or I’ll end your pathetic life right here!” Screamed Vegeta as she continued with her hail of punches across his face, her energy focus was all over the place and her punches were not timed wisely and eventually her breathing began to catch up with her. When she could not punch anymore, she resorted to slap him weakly across his face.

They both breathed erratically for a while until in given time, their breathing synced.

“My family’s broke.” Said Gohan quietly in between his shallow breaths, his blood trickling down his nose like a drip painting in progress.

“They depend on my academic performance to continue to get scholarships as well as living expenses, I know my grandfather is the Ox King, but the truth is, we are living in genteel poverty. I know we are self sufficient, but Goten will need all the savings he could get when he starts going to school next year and the years beyond that.” Spoke Gohan again quietly.

“The reason why I’m telling you this is because, I know you wouldn’t tell Bulma, and we don’t want financial aide, because I can provide for them, if anything, I’m thankful that my mum forced me to study at my best. I know my mother never liked the idea of Goten being trained like I was, but after losing my dad, I don’t want him to go through what I have been through, so knowing you and Piccolo, I can entrust him to the best teachers.” Said Gohan as he felt the long soft blades of grass submit to the zephyr’s strength as they tickled his face.

“So please, Vegeta, all I’m asking of you is to train Goten along with Piccolo so he can be prepared for any unprecedented dangers, it has been a peaceful time, but if anything, there is not a day gone by that I don’t regret not finishing Cell off sooner. I know you’re always taunting me for not training enough and it’s true, because I cannot study to the level to get all the full scholarships and maintain my power level at the same time, as much as I am a Saiyan, like you said, I still have my limits.” Said Gohan as he swallowed with difficulty.

“So will you do me this honour?” He asked with no hesitation this time.

Vegeta did not reply. From where Gohan could see, the sun rays had crept up behind Vegeta and enveloped her silhouette so he could not decipher her expression from below.

“You punch like a bitch.” She coldly stated.

Gohan swallowed a few more before he realised his eyes were welled up with tears. Before he could lift his hand to wipe them away, he started choking in sadness.

“Stop crying or I’ll break your neck!” She barked as she brought a fist near his face.

Gohan paused at her reaction for a moment, then started laughing lightly, then proceeded to guffaw fully. Vegeta stared at him with utter confusion in her eyes as she subconsciously slowly retracted her small fist to her side.

“So-sorry, it-it’s just that, that’s exactly the first thing Piccolo said to me, I guess it was the right decision to place Goten under your guidance after all.” Said Gohan after regaining his composure, the laughter remaining in his eyes still.

“You’re nuts.” Said Vegeta quietly.

The cloud veiled the sun like a thin layer of cotton candy, bouncing the rays back, revealing a serene yet still guarded Vegeta above him.

Her lashes are so long. Thought Gohan.

“Um, Vegeta?” Said Gohan.

“What? ” Answered Vegeta idly.

“You’re um, kind of heavy.” Said Gohan.

It took a while for Vegeta to register the connection, before she realised that she was fully on top of him, her right hand steadying her weight via holding onto his right shoulder with her legs practically straddling Gohan’s top torso, if she had landed a few centimeters lower, then any passerby would have assumed what it was to what was not intended to look like.

As soon as she clicked, with a strong surge of energy, she propelled herself off him, the gust was so sudden that the grass were practically flat for a moment.

“Where the Hell is Trunks and that brother of yours? Play time is over!” Yelled Vegeta gruffly with her back facing him as she stomped the long grassed field a couple of times before blasting off into the distance.

Gohan remained lying down concealed in the long soft blades of natural green carpet. His eyes remained where Vegeta’s were before until the sun’s ray bounced off his face after the cloud had drifted away, to which he then rolled over and quickly got up.

He looked down at his now roughed up attire.

Guess I should’ve worn the Namekian gear huh, it is Vegeta after all. He thought to himself.

A Monarch butterfly flew into his face then playfully fluttered away, Gohan followed the path of the air-borne beauty to see a field of Forget-me-nots dotted a small patch of the horizon.

He crouched down and grabbed a handful of the wildly grown bouquet and stuffed it in his pant pocket before blasting off and following the trail where Vegeta’s energy trace had left off.

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