Dragonball Z

A Son's Regret

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.

Gohan sat in the corner of his room, his head bowed, knees pulled tightly against his chest.

His father was gone. He'd died for their planet. He'd died to defeat Cell, a job that was supposed to be his.

He felt terrible, a deep pit feeling in his stomach . . . empty, an eternal loss.

He was supposed to kill Cell, not so mostrar all sorts of sadism, and claim that the monster needed to suffer more. That wasn't his place to decide.

The way his dad had looked at him when he'd dicho that . . . . Gohan punched at the ground below him, squeezing his eyes shut as...

The story starts on Kami's lookout, where tu see goku and Vegeta talking.

Vegeta: Forget it Kakarot!!!!! Fusion is not happening again!!!! There is no reason for it, so why bother?

Goku: Vegeta, an enemy that we don't even know about could be on their way o already here that is much stronger than us, so we need to get stronger por any means, and training while in fusion will help us.

Vegeta: It was bad enough against Buu, against that ugly freak we fought in hell, and Omega Shenron!!! There is no reason for us to fuse anymore. There is nothing o no one on this planet who can cause us a threat....

Schedule:

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ! And I never will . . . . T_T

Summary: In the future, they may be blood-thirty, savage robots, but they've still got a schedule to keep. Enter how 17 and 18 spend their average día in the future, from breakfast (everyone gets hungry, tu know), to having to beat that annoying kid with the metal stick into the dirt.

A/N: Hmm... well, like I said, a typical día for the androids. Only made into a humor. Trunks would be so mad at me if he saw how nonchalant I made his living nightmare. Oh, well. I loved escritura this anyway. It's mostly dialogue though, I'd say....