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24 March 2007 @ 02:05 pm
A Price Paid in Blood, ch. 5  
Title: A Price Paid in Blood
Fandom: Dragonball Z
Rating: PG-13 (for thematic elements)
Genre: Drama/Angst
Publish Date: 8/13/2002 to 11/4/2002
Disclaimer: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, I do not own DBZ.




"Namek, I know you’re awake. There’s a problem," Vegeta growled at the form in front of him.

Piccolo’s ears twitched and he opened one eye, obviously annoyed at having been stirred from his meditation. "What’s wrong?"

"It’s Kakarott’s brat," Vegeta rolled his eyes, as if he didn’t really care what happened to the son of his rival. Something about the way he said it told Piccolo which one he was talking about.

"What’s wrong with Gohan? He was flying a little ways away. Come to think of it, he was moving pretty fast. What happened?"

"ChiChi found some razor blades in room, one of them had blood on it, and when she asked him what they were for, he got mad and stormed out of the house. But he took the blades with him."

Piccolo turned to look at the Saiyan Prince. Suddenly a few things made sense, like those cuts that had been mysteriously appearing on his student’s arms. Gohan had always played them down, saying they were from his own clumsiness. Piccolo had trusted him. He didn’t have a reason to believe that Gohan would lie.

And he felt like a complete fool. How the hell had Gohan managed to be convincing enough that even Piccolo, Gohan’s mentor, the person who knew him better then anyone else, couldn’t see through it? That in itself was nothing short of amazing.

Mentally cursing at himself, Piccolo unfolded his legs from under him and did a quick mental search for Gohan’s ki. Sure enough, there it was, zooming away…then suddenly, it stopped, as if Gohan had stopped and landed somewhere.

"The woman told me to find him, and to take you along because you’d be able to talk some sense into that damn kid’s head," Vegeta informed him with a scowl.

"Let’s get going. Wherever he landed, he’s not going to stay there for long," Piccolo began emitting a white aura. Vegeta did likewise. The two fighters zipped across the night sky, looking like two shooting stars to stargazers below.