talk about a life
all grown up : chapter 17
author’s note: for the purpose of my story, I’m not putting any limit on the number of times the characters can be brought back from death by the dragon balls, I know I’m bending Toriyama-sama’s story, sorry
In front of the Great Gates:
-There I am, queuing up once more, I don’t think anybody has ever died as many times as me, ever!
Trunks on the other hand had been sent to the Desolate Fields, where all tortured souls driven to suicide must go. Vegita was getting bored.
-I guess I’ll just go for a walk, hey you, behind me, I’m gonna go off, and when I come back, you’d better let me get back in line, or you won’t even get to the afterlife, is that clear?
The soul shook it’s head in terror. Vegita went off wondering. Trunks was lost , again, all he could think of then was his father.He was sitting down, rocking his head while looking at the infinite white space before him, where all suicide souls must stay for a year at least before even hoping for complete recycling.
-You did, you lied, you left, you died. Why did you do this to me?
And guess what, Vegita comes along, for it is said only the souls that belong there can not find there way out unless guided. When he sees him, he stops instantly and stares before getting into a rage.
-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE? You’re not dead, are you?
-Daddy, daddy, I’m so happy to see you, I thought I’d lost you again, I thought you’d left me......don’t leave me......please!
Trunks was desperately clinging to him.
-Wait a minute, why are you so stuck to me, and what are you doing here, and why on earth are you crying?Did the tsufurian kill you?
-No, I killed it........but...I killed..........myself......too.
-WHAT?! ARE YOU STARK STARING MAD? YOU BLUNDERING IDIOT, WHAT ON EARTH WOULD POSSESS YOU TO COMMIT SUICIDE?
-You.....died. Just there, just in front of me....I......
-So what? You know your mother can bring me back in a few days, dragon balls aren’t for nothing you know.
-But, it was just like the last time, you promised it would never happen again. You said it was just some nightmare, that you were there, and...and...
Vegita understood, it was the dream. He hadn’t thought about it but Trunks had always been so scared of this dream, even now, it had never left him. Even during his sickness, he had suffered from it, once he remembered, it had added to a crisis, the whole house had been destroyed, and if not for Bulma and him, the same would have happened to the rest of the town. Yes, it was that dream that always woke him in a state of utter terror and left him calling desperetly for his father’s comfort.
-Trunks, look, I know I said it, I’m sorry this happened, it shouldn’t have, but why did you kill yourself?
-I wanted to stay with you. I couldn’t live without you.
-Sometimes you’re so independant and sometimes so stuck to me. I really don’t get it, but I guess that’s just the way you are. Hum, now this is going to be a problem, normally suicides don’t get resurected. Let’s go and see Enma, ok?
Trunks just nodded and gripped his father’s hand like a 5 year old. Vegita pulled him along after looking at him tenderly.
-hph, big baby.
Back at the Great Gates Vegita decided he had a good reason and a good right to overtake the queue despite grumbling souls, when he was stopped by your typical officeworker devil, pinkish red skin, well combed black hair, short sleaved shirt, black waxed shoes, square cut glasses and an eternal emotionless smile on his face, and oh, let’s not forget the tiny yet typical horns!!
-I’m sorry, but all souls that haven’t been processed yet must queue up, even special flesh keepers such as yourselves. If you would be so kind as to walk down a few miles, we shall examine your case in a few weeks.
-Few weeks, yeah right, get out of my way!!
Vegita blast the devil away as well as a part of the wall through which he stepped, meanwhile never letting go of Trunks. Enma got angry .......
-Who dares come in here blasting a wall of the judment office?!
...until he saw him.......then he got desperate.
-Oh ,Vegita, not you again!
-Believe me, I really didn’t want to be here, I didn’t ask for it.
-Well, now that you’ve so rudely entered the room, let’s get this over with , you will probably be brought back by your wife soon , ney?
-There might be a slight problem.
-Hum? Who’s the boy with you?
-It’s my son.
-Oh, Trunks, yes Goku had told me about him years back during the “Boo incident”. He had great hopes for him. He looks a little down, anything wrong?
-I don’t really feel like explaining.
-Hey, boy, are you ok?
Trunks just put his head up slightly, it was clear he was sulking like a five year old.
-Is he normal?
-How dare you?!! Of course he’s normal, he’s just shocked, that’s all!!
-Anyway, what seems to be the problem that you would come barging into my office like that.
-I thought you were supposed to know all these things, I’m not gonna do your job for you!
-Fine, I’ll check into The Book...hum....oh, there seems to be a problem indeed, you will be able to go home, but the lad, no way, it’s out of the question to let him go. He killed himself.
-I know, that’s the whole point of this visit, he didn’t really think about what he was doing, he was just shocked, I was hoping we could come to an understanding about that, you did for me.
-That was not the same thing,you sacrificed yourself for others, he just threw away God’s gift.
-Enma, if we do not come to an understanding, I will have to blast everything in my way.
-I get the picture, but I can’t make decisions like that, you’ll have to talk to the Grand Kaio himself.
-Too low are we, just an officeworker? Poor you!
-Don’t make me mad, Hell is still an option for you!!
-Fine, just tell us where to go and we’ll be on our way!!!
-Hum, down the hall, second door on the left, you’ll be outside again, once you’re there, you’re on your own, and don’t go blasting the place!!
-Well that’s very helpfull information, I’ll find him myself, see you fatso!!
-Why you little...!!!!
As Vegita departed still dragging Trunks along, an “army” of little devil officeworkers were trying to restrain Enma.
-Here we are but no one there. Hey, cheer up already!!
-I’m sorry.
-Ok, ok, don’t start crying again, just don’t loose me here, it’s a big place, I should know. Hm there’s someone, hey you, old guy, where can I find the Grand Kaio, we have an appointment so to speak.
The “old guy” had a long beard cut in two towards the end, a big black hat on top of his grey main of hair and a big round sign in the front of his long black........“shirt”, which dangled over curled-tip shoes. As he showed his back to him, Vegita was unable to see the sign at first.
-Who want’s to see him?
-None of your business!!
-Then it is also none of my business to tell you where he is.
-Hm, I’m Vegita, Prince of the Saiyajins , I’m here with my son, we need to talk to him.
-Hum, I see, and what about?
The old man was still back to Vegita. Trunks tugged on his shirt.
-Daddy?
-This is not the time, what?
-He’s odd, I feel weird.
-It’s probably still the shock.
-If you say so.
In all of his years of training, Vegita had lost track of Trunks during his sickness and had no idea how sharp his senses had become.
-Well, your motive?
The old man turned around and Trunks’ eyes widened , he may of never been there, but he knew how important Kaios were and so did his father, but Vegita did not pay attention to the sign on the old man’s clothes which clearly said “ KAIO MASTER” .
-Dad, dad, look at his shirt.
-What now, what about his shirt so it’s written “ KAIO MA.......” (gulp).
-Well young man, you seem to have sharp senses, yes, I am indeed the Grand Kaio., you wanted to ask something to me?
-I didn’t know.
-Never mind, you’re lucky, I have a better sense of humour than Enma. Besides your son sensed something didn’t he. That is why he “felt weird”, interesting , you didn’t feel easy either.
-.................., we were sent here by Enma, something he couldn’t deal with he said.
-Well, you are both dead but both still have your bodies, which leads me to think you are both very powerfull and skilled fighter, ney?
-Feh, you noticed....
-What is the problem?
-Don’t you know?
-Explain it to me
-Fine, we usually get resurected by the dragon balls, but the boy killed himself.
-I see, that is problem, he should not have the right to be resurected, and you want him to be, ney?
-Of course!! He’s too young and has too big of a potential to die now!!
-I think we can come to a deal.
-What do you propose?
- If you stay and train in the special quarters for flesh fighters for one year, he will be free.
-A year!!! He cannot miss a year, this is his last university year!!
-Hum, at the end of that year you will be resurected and set back to two month from now, only 2 months to miss, yet a year to train ,so?
-Deal!!!
Well, I’m not going to go any further into their training, they warned Bulma & Co, and stayed there a year, but the Grand Kaio refused to let Vegita train with Trunks or observe his training, a suprise he said it would be. He also refused to train the boy himself, he said he had to train alone, Trunks was used to that. He also cheered up, made a lot of friends who knew Goku and had real fun doing....... canonball contests in the pool with the “old guy”!!???
-Cannonball contests, you’re kidding?!!
-I swear Tomas, so that is why I know heaven so well!!
-Cannonballs, that is so dumb
-Get over it will you!!
-Stupid cannonball...
End of chapter17
And the end of this story, as I said, it was just a short break, now comes the hot stuff!!!!
disclaimer: all dbz caracters belong to Akira Toriyama and all fictionnal ones to me
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