Kakavege One-shots

Your Different Emotions part 3

I honestly swear to God forgot about this.

Hatred scoffed quietly, watching the bright orange gi move toward Anger. He gripped the tree he was sitting in harder, blood boiling as the young saiyan neared.

He watched from a distance, trying to keep his cool, but his frustrations could not be solved. He grew angrier every second Goku was there.

'That bastard thinks he's better than me, does he?! That low class, filthy, brain dead fuck?!'

He grit his teeth. He was getting too worked up and he knew it, at some point he'd give in to his anger and lose control. He had to leave, but he found it so difficult. He felt as if he were submitting, as if he was somehow losing by leaving.

Blood began to drop out of his mouth as his teeth were pushed into his gums.

'Fucking piece of fucking dog shit!'

He turned and jumped away silently, quickly and unnoticeable as he traveled through the trees, leaving burn marks on the branches.

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Piccolo looked over his shoulder at the sound of teeth chattering, "You good?"

Gohan nodded with grit teeth and eyes closed tightly. His hands were crossed holding onto either bicep, it was freezing! How could anybody like it here?! What humans were crazy enough to live out here?!

He felt weight on his shoulders, and a gentle, thick fabric against his arms. He looked down at himself to see Piccolo's white cape, a little more brown at the bottom from fighting, it's color more emphasized by the white snow crunching under their feet.

"Don't lie to me." He frowned, "yeah, you're definitely going to catch a cold."

"H-how d-d-did you-?"

"You're a horrible liar Gohan, always have, always will be. Just like your dad." He suppressed the urge to smile as Gohan smiled brightly himself, instead opting to look forward along the wide path layered with snow and twigs.

"Th-thanks M-Mr.P-Piccolo." Gohan shuddered feeling a gush of wind against his face. He could just power up to warm himself, but that would waste energy, and he didn't know if he'd be fighting or not.

Suddenly Gohan went rigid and gasped dramatically. Piccolo looked at him, confused and concerned as to why Gohan was looking so high into the sky, "what? What's wrong?"

Gohan pointed up, "th-there! Look th-there!"

When Piccolo looked up in the direction Gohan gestured his jaw dropped and his eyes blew wide. Before them, in the distance, a large castle, seemingly made of ice, towered over them. It casted no shadow as the sun was shielded by the cloudy sky.

"This.. This is insane..." Piccolo managed to mutter, his voice nearly muted by the sound of tree branches rustling in the breeze.

"How m-much you wanna b-bet a p-part of Vegeta is th-there?"

Piccolo raised his brow at the challenge, "Really? Placing bets?"

Gohan shrugged, "what? I'm a broke college student, gimme a break!"

Piccolo only chuckled to himself before becoming stoic again as he returned his focus to the menacing castle, "well.. Let's see if we survive this first."

So sorry I kept y'all waiting so long and that it's so short. Please forgive me!