Piccolo's son, Gohan's daughter, a frienship
Um, I don't own DBZ. That should be rather obvious. Second factor roo This is the first story in what promises to be a long saga. It's about birth and friendship. Last but not least I know my friends and I will refer to this as the Chi saga but there are a lot of stories in which she plays a little if any part.
Okay, onward to the story.
Gohan paced nervously, leaving deep grooves in the polished floor of the hospital maternity ward. He could hear Videl's screams but the doctor had advized him against staying in there with her. Piccolo sat in a waiting chair watching his friend's pacing. He yawned, his gleaming fangs showing.
"How can you be so freakin calm," Gohan finally shouted, "You're going to have a kid soon and I haven't seen you acting one bit worried."
"Easy," Piccolo calmly replied as he patted a satchel attached to his hip, "My kid's going to hatch. Yours is a live birth."
With that he flipped open the top of the satchel and turned the light green egg over. Gohan shook his head in amazement and watched as Piccolo attentively took care of the tiny egg. He decided to have a little fun with his Namekian friend.
"You know, Piccolo, that could have been you in there," Gohan purred as he rubbed his hand against Piccolo's face. Piccolo smirked and gingerly nipped at the tan fingertips.
"Oh no, my former love, if we had stayed together I'd have found a way to make sure you had the children," Piccolo teased.
(A/N: no one but Gohanji's gonna get that joke until she finishes posting her story but I couldn't help myself)
Piccolo and Gohan had dated for six months when Gohan had been nineteen. They had even gone as far as buying a house together when Piccolo had decided that it was a bad idea. The break up had been a friendly one and they had stayed housemates.
Gohan had started dating Videl three months after the break up and with in two weeks she had moved in. A month after that they were married, with Piccolo serving as the best man. For the last year and a half the three friends had been cohabiting pretty peacefully. Videl and Piccolo even had a shared interest with their up coming offspring.
"Oh would you have," Gohan purred as he pressed his lips softly to Piccolo's. Piccolo pushed him back and shook his head "no". He indicated torward the room where Videl was.
"Sorry, lost my head. How much longer do you think it'll be...," Gohan stared to ask when a frantic final cry came from the birthing room. Gohan had had his hand on Piccolo's arm and when he'd jerked away to rush to Videl's side he had also jerked Piccolo. A sickening crunch filled the waiting room as a football sized, green egg hit the floor.
"Oh my," Gohan started to say until a pair of green hands wrapped around his throat. He couldn't breath and the edges of his vision were turning blurry...
Oh, don't you just hate me! I know it's short but I have writer's block (it happens to the best of them so I guess it can happen to me). I promise you that you'll find out what's going on with the egg (do you really think I'll kill off Piccolo's kid? Why do you think this story has the word kids in it?).
I don't mind flames *puts on flame retardant suit* I welcome them
