Hakkyou



By Scott Douglas Davidson

Warnings: Shounen-ai (male-male situations), swearing, violence, rape, clinical insanity.

Disclaimers: No one here, nor the location, is mine. however, this lock of Kakarotto's hair belongs to me and me alone. I clipped it off of his head mysewlf and it's mine! You here me! ...I need to go buy a Kakarotto plushie and make a voodoo doll of him... Anyone know where I can get one cheap?

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Among the red rocks that made up a good portion of the desert, two figures, three people waited. A man stood in a defensive pose, watching the boy, who was crouched in a fighting pose, appraisingly.

"Boy, I may get bored if you keep standing there like a fool. Remember that you�re the one trying to impress me, not I you. So impress me." Kakarotto twitched his hand in a �bring it on� gesture.

"But Kakarotto-san, you�re the one who wanted to spar with me..." Gohan pleaded.

"To assess your skills! Now show me them! Attack me!" Kakarotto growled.

Gohan looked nervous for a minute, seeming to struggle with something within him. Kakarotto watched calmly as the inner battle flashed across Gohan�s eyes. Then it ended. That simply, that quickly. The first battle was over. It was time start the second one.

Gohan leapt forward.

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Kakarotto smirked to himself as he and Gohan hovered above the mesa, exchanging blows, energy crackling around them.

"I�m winning boy!" Kakarotto crowed in glee, pressing harder on the young teen whom he was fighting.

"Don�t discount me yet!" Gohan�s tone was smug. He charged up suddenly, his hair flaring gold and his eyes going teal. Kakarotto was so startled he lost control of his ki and plummeted towards the ground.

Hey! came Goku�s voice from inside the falling warrior�s mind We can do that too you know! Here!

"ERK!" Kakarotto�s eyes shot wide at the sudden flow into his mind of several of Goku�s techniques at once. He managed to catch his fall a few yards from the ground and shot back up at the boy as his own hair and eyes flared to match the younger fighter�s.

"Don�t get cocky kid!" Kakarotto clocked Gohan a good one "You underestimated your opponent."

Hey, he would have got you there if I hadn�t helped! Goku defended his son.

"Shut up." Kakarotto mumbled and turned his attention back to the fight.

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Meanwhile, back at Capsule Corp, only one person really knew anything about what was going on in the desert. This person was currently sitting alone in the living room, watching soap operas with the volume turned down very low.

"Hey! Vegeta! Could you go check and see if Gohan�s ok?" Bulma stuck her head into the room. Vegeta *ipe*d and switched the TV off before turning to look at the pesky woman who�d interrupted him.

"The brat can take care of himself onna, there�s no need for me to bother myself acting as his guardian. And where do you get off ordering-" Vegeta was cut off by Bulma.

"Ordering around the prince of Saiyajin. I know, I know. But I�m really worried about Gohan, Goku thinks he�s a Saiyajin warrior right now-" this time Bulma was cut off.

"He is, onna. He will not hurt Gohan, now leave me alone and go cook me something." Vegeta waved a hand dismissively.

"VEGETA YOU STUCK UP ARROGANT LITTLE PRICK I�LL-" Bulma�s rant went into long detail on several things even Saiyajin bodies should not be capable of pulling off, involving large melons, chairs, llamas, and several species of flightless bird. Vegeta suddenly found himself sitting on the front step of the Capsule Corp building with a bruise on his behind and orders not to come back until he had news on Gohan�s health.

"AND MY NAME IS BULMA!" Bulma added, stomping back inside the building and slamming the door behind her.

"Crazy onna." Vegeta muttered, and flew off to go find Gohan, as, since he couldn�t finish his soaps, he had nothing better to do.

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Chi-chi looked around the house for her son, but couldn�t find him anywhere. That was odd... he should be doing his homework, or, if he was already finished, he should be studying for tomorrow.

He wasn�t watching TV, he wasn�t in the kitchen eating, he wasn�t taking a bath, he wasn�t even out back playing with that horrid Dragon-creature he had as a pet!

He must be off training with that horrid Piccolo. Oh... She�d give him a good earful when he got home! And she was going to ground him for weeks! Irresponsible boy was going to turn out just like his father did! Speaking of his father, she was going to have a good long talk with Goku! The bastard had left again during the night and she hadn�t heard news of him since! Oh those two were in such trouble!

At least her good little Goten was still home, he was playing with Trunks out in the yard. She couldn�t remember Bulma bringing Trunks over, so it must have been when she was out shopping earlier. Funny that Bulma hadn�t called to ask her first... Maybe she�d better ask Trunks when he had got here.

"Trunks!" Chi-chi called out into the yard. Trunks and Goten paused in their sparring to look up as Chi-chi approached them.

"Yes Mrs. Son?" Trunks asked.

"When did your mother bring you over? She didn�t call me" Chi-chi asked back.

"Momma didn�t bring me over. Goku did. Only it wasn�t Goku, it was Kakarotto." Trunks told her. Chi-chi and Goten blinked.

"Isn�t Kakalot what your dad calls my dad?" Goten asked.

"Yeah. And it�s Kakarotto, dummy." Trunks batted Goten lightly on the head.

"Hey!" Goten complained.

"What do you mean Trunks?" Chi-chi was slightly worried, Goku had been home but hadn�t left her a note or anything?

"Goku�s been acting crazy. Sometimes he�s normal and sometimes he acts really weird and talks in Saiyago and says he�s Kakarotto." Trunks explained.

"What?!" Chi-chi was worried, her darling Goku must have hit his head! She needed to find him and comfort him until he was back to being her sweet, lovable Goku! (Notice the flip-flop from him being a bastard that needed a good talking to)

"So that�s why daddy felt weird." Goten commented. Chi-chi looked at him.

"What dear?" she asked.

"I felt daddy when he brought Trunks over. I didn�t come out cause it felt like there were two daddies and I was scared." Goten admitted, looking guiltily down at his feet.

"Trunks, do you know where Goku is now?" Chi-chi asked the violet-haired child.

"No, he just went off to train Gohan. I was greeting Goten so I didn�t see which way he went." Trunks shook his head. Chi-chi fumed again. Goku was taking her Gohan away from his studies to learn to fight like some barbarian! The boy would never be a scholar if he didn�t do his work!

"I know where daddy is! I know!" Goten smiled, hopping up and down "He�s that way!"

Chi-chi looked in the direction Goten was pointing.
"How far dear?"

"A long way! They�re fighting in super-Saiyajin form!" Goten smiled proudly at knowing this fact. Trunks extended his ki sense off in the direction that Goten was pointing. Sure enough, he could feel the two enormous kis of his friend�s brother and father off a ways in the distance.

"I�ll have to call Bulma and ask her to drive me!" Chi-chi rushed inside to get the phone.

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"Come on boy!" Kakarotto smirked tauntingly at the demi-Saiyajin who was panting heavily in front of him as they hung in the air "I know you can do better than that."

"Yeah, I can. Just, gimme a minute." Gohan�s looked intensely into this fight. Kakarotto was just smirking on the outside, but inside he was bouncing around giddily like a child with a new toy. He�d make a warrior out of the kid yet!

I think you�ll actually be good for him. Goku commented He hasn�t been getting much training recently, with school and all.

Kakarotto�s smirk just grew.

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