Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan High School ❯ What Are Friends For? ( Chapter 4 )

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Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z was created by Akira Toriyama and is licensed owned by Toei Animation Co. Ltd/Shuisha Bird studios and Shonen Jump. I don't own it, and this is fanfiction for entertainment only. It means no harm to the manga or anime.

Now for the Fanfic

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What Are Friends For?

Keiron woke up at the sound of a car alarm buzzing in the streets that lay around his house, tired, he looked at the clock, which read 10:00 am in a digital format. He decided to wake up in an act of insomnia after half an hour of trying to get back to sleep, the car alarm by this time had finished its moaning and the avenue had returned to its peaceful state. As the 14 year old made his breakfast his mother burst through the door, looking slightly disturbed,
“Mum, what’s wrong?,” The teenager asked with concern. In response he gained a look that would be enough to cause any child to worry about their parents, if they wore this look, even if it was one time.
“Don’t go to the Town today Kieron,” His mother replied, in a flat, blank tone.
“But, why?” Kieron asked, taking a glance at hid mum,
“Just don’t,” His mother snapped, walking out of the room to avoid any further enquiries into the reasoning behind the sentence she just spoke,
“Uh, okay, I guess,” The boy smiled, walking into the Living Room, and to the table to eat the toast he prepared seconds before. As he tucked into the food he thought of the events that might occur for the Saturday that lay ahead of him.
*I wonder if Gotero will phone me* He wondered a mere second before the phone could be heard ringing in the background,
“Hello, oh, Hi Gotero!, I’ll pass him on now,” His mother’s voice could be heard from upstairs.
*Well, that’s that question answered,* He thought to himself with a smile as his mother called for him,
“Coming mum,” Kieron replied, running up the stairs and receiving the phone from his mum, who went back to her normal activities.
“Hello?,” Kieron called,
“Hey Kieron, Fancy coming over mine, we’re having a family reunion,” Gotero answered, it was weird, even though Kieron hadn’t seen his friend, he knew, Gotero would be wearing a cheerful smile.
“I would, but don’t you think I’ll disturb the whole family thing?,” Kieron responded after a few seconds of thought.
“Nah, of course you won’t, besides, all of my family has agreed to it,” Gotero reassured his friend joyfully, hoping that he’d say yes.
“Well, okay, but we can’t go the town way, for some reason my mother’s told me not to,” Kieron sighed, going into deep thought,
“Ah, well, um, you’ll find out why when you get here,” Gotero spoke, Kieron was slightly surprised, he could actually sense uneasiness in the other teen’s tone.
“Um, Okay, I’ll be right over,” Kieron retorted, pressing the red button that would stop the conversation between the boys.
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Kieron waved his mother farewell as he stepped out of the car and strolled up the lawn to knock Gotero’s door, but, as he reached out his arm to do so the door was opened. In the doorway stood Gotero’s father,
“Hello Kieron, come in,” The man smiled, stepping out of the way for the boy to walk into the residence. As Kieron walked into the hallway he was greeted by his best friend, who showed him the way to the back garden, where all the friends and family were sitting around a table, just talking, apart from two small boys, who were constantly fighting a few feet away from the table, but it wasn’t like normal fighting, it was mastered martial arts. Kieron glanced at some of the people, who surrounded the table before being told to sit down,
“So, you’re the famous Kieron?,” A man with longish purple hair asked, crossing his arms with a smile,
“F...Famous?,” Kieron replied, looking blankly at the man,
“Yeah, Gotero’s told us everything about you,” The man chuckled,
“I’m Trunks, by the way, and that crazy kid over there,” Trunks pointed to one of the kids which were fighting,
“He’s my son, Takato,” He explained, looking back at Kieron who nodded,
“How’d he get so good at Martial Arts?,” He asked, surprised at the child’s amazing skills,
“Well, we’re all good at it, didn’t Gotero tell you he’s a saiyan?,” Trunks asked in confusion,
“A what?,” Kieron asked, raising one eyebrow, he then turned to Gotero, who had his hand on his forehead,
“Is there something I don’t know?,” Kieron questioned the other teen, who sighed,
“I knew it would come out eventually,” Gotero responded, before turning to walk away,
“Kieron come here,” He turned back, looking slightly worried,
“Uh, Okay,” Kieron answered, following his friend who now had to explain himself, big time. Meanwhile Trunks had realized what had just occurred and covered his mouth,
“Oh, nice going Trunks!,” Gotero’s father shouted, chuckling slightly,
“Shut up Goten,” Trunks replied, staring at the two boys who slowly made their way back into the house.
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“What’s a saiyan?,” Kieron questioned as Gotero closed the Bedroom door behind him,
“Look, Kieron, I’ve wanted to tell you ever since we met, it’s just, I couldn’t...,” Gotero tried to answer but was cut off by Kieron who sounded slightly hesitated,
“Just answer the question!,” Kieron raised his voice a bit, making Gotero nervous,
“Well, Saiyans were a primitive race that lived on a distant planet called Vegeta, they were evil and took planets under siege to give them to a cruel master, Frieza, who eventually wiped out the whole race apart from four saiyans, Raditz, Nappa, Vegeta, who is Trunks’ father and my Grandpa Goku. My Grandpa was sent here in a Space Pod, landed on his head after a huge fall, making him nicer than the rest of the Saiyans, then Radditz, Nappa, and Vegeta came to fight him, but were beaten, well, long story short, Vegeta ended up living here with us, My Grandpa had two kids, Goten, my father, and Gohan, my uncle, but I’m not a full Saiyan, I’m only ¼ Saiyan,” Gotero breathed in a huge breath after saying the long speech, he then looked at Kieron, who just stared at him,
“So, you’re a saiyan, a strong alien that knows Martial Arts?,” Kieron tried to make sense of it, scratching his head,
“Yeah, well, do you mind?,” Gotero asked looking Kieron directly in the face,
“Well, I’ll try not to for now, you’ve stuck with me through everything, and what are friends for?,” Kieron smiled tapping Gotero’s shoulder with a loose fist,
“Well, I guess so,” Gotero beamed, tapping Kieron back. Kieron just smiled as Gotero walked out of the room.
*I can’t believe this, that explains so much,* He thought as Gotero called to him,
“You coming or what?,” The teen asked sarcastically as Kieron started to follow him down the stairs.

~TBC~

Well, after dropping that bombshell it’s time to finish the Chapter, hope you enjoyed it, as you can see, I’m capable of writing longer Chapters, Hope you enjoy it, R&R =] .