Help! [Chi-Chi, Videl, Gohan]

[Hiro]

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[sonz]

Gohan was sprawled out onto the grass, groaning. The saiyan was just now coming to after a humiliating defeat by the hands of his evil fellow saiyan. He wanted to get up, fly back to the north pole and help out whoever was there, but his body was too weak. All his limbs were numb and limp, various bruises and scratches on the entirety of his body. Even when that little boy dragged him across the grass, his lower body dragging against the ground hurt him. Being like this was horrible, and as soon as he was able to rip himself from his unconsciousness, he promised to go back. He had to help whoever was there.

The moment Hiro knocked against the door, Gohan's eyes opened. His black eyes were focused on the sky for a while until he found the strength to sit up. After doing so, he winched and grasped his stomach. "Kid," he addressed the kid at the door. Although he was talking to the black haired boy, his gaze was on the unconscious girl he saved at the north pole. "Just go inside."

[Hiro]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #cacaca; padding: 10px; width: 450px, bTable][atrb=style, width: 100px; padding: 10px; float: left; background-color: #e2e2e2;][style=border: 2px solid #cacaca;] [/style][style=font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #494949; padding-top: 5px;]Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable. And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button, boys. So cradle your head in your hands. And breathe, just breathe. Oh breathe, just breathe...[/style]

[style=background-color: #e2e2e2; height: 320px; overflow: auto; width: 275px; float: right; padding: 10px; font-family: Tahoma; color: #494949; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]Still, the boy heard nothing from within the house. His heart was racing, what if no one was home? What if there was no one to help Videl and the other person? It would be all his fault if they died, but he didn’t know where else to bring them, if there was even anyone out there who knew how to deal with their injuries. If he tried the city... they might end up in the hands of some bad guys... The boy’s attention snapped back around as he heard the groan of... not Videl, but the other one. Neither knew who the other was, but he nodded at the man regardless, albeit rather uncertainly was his nod. Hiro didn’t want to just barge into a stranger’s house but... if that was what had to be done, then by all means he would do it for Hercule’s daughter. Again, his gaze slowly found the door. He stared at it for a few moments before finally gulping down his nerves. The door was unlocked... the brunette child turned it quickly and ran inside, only he could see no one in the immediate room that he had set foot in. Maybe there wasn’t anybody home. He rushed back to the door and stuck his head outside once more. ”I don’t see anyone. What do I do?!” [/style]

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[Son Chi-Chi]

”I don’t see anyone. What do I do?” a voice started, floating around the startled woman's ears.

The somewhat aged woman whirled around quicker still, until she met eyes with a most alarming omen. She shielded her eyes for a moment, trying to adjust to the sunny day, groaning. It took only a few minutes to regulate her vision and gain a positive outline again. Slightly annoyed, she assumed this was a horrible joke, oh what did this child want?

Everyone did their part quite well in this strange idea of a prank, she ignorantly assumed. Her irritation ebbed away as soon as she came face to face with the source of her attention – was that her son on the ground? What had happened?! This had to be a nightmare of some kind, a trick, a hellish mind game.

"Gohan! My baby!" she finally screamed, running over to her first offspring, very much reminded of the time her child had been harmed greatly to the point of unconsciousness (she even ignored Goku to assist him).

She was swimming in thoughts that were both fearful and full of motherly wrath; she had never quite knew what had occurred but, by George, she would find out soon. “Sweetheart, I'm sorry mommy wasn't there. Who the hell did this to you?” she demanded, carefully resting him on her lap, pressing the side of his head gently to her heart. She finally noticed he wasn't alone, for he was accompanied by two. They all looked in terrible shape.

"Get inside," she told Hiro, then proceeded to notice Videl. "I'll bring them in."

[sonz]

Gohan kept his eyes on Videl, even as Hiro spoke. Honestly, he was more concerned about the girl than himself, this was nothing. At least, he had to pretend it was nothing. That beating from Vegeta was something. Still sitting up, Gohan grasped his side in pain. His ribs were bruised and it hurt like a mother. "Gah! I let that Prince scum beat me!" he shouted, pounding his free hand against the ground, wincing in pain due to the sudden movement.

The half-saiyan attempted to stand but fell forward, landing in a knelt-down position, still grasping his side. The man was floating in and out of conscious. The pain was surging through his entire body. The screams and yells of his mother re-focused the boy and Gohan took in a sharp breath. He needed to stay conscious, much less brave, in front of the young Hiro and his mother.

Just as his mother knelt down to him, Gohan turned his scarred face to look her in the eye. The aged woman was just worried as always, every time Gohan came back from battling the enemy Saiyans. "Mom." he said, flashing his best attempt at his father's smile to put her at ease. It was forced, that much was obvious. "I'm fine." he lied.

[Hiro]

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