tampered | Log; incomplete

When; January 11th, late afternoon
Rating; PG, PG-13? ffwat, it's got a kid involved.
Characters; Goten (

notgoku) and Hikaru (

redstrength)
Summary; Visiting some old friends and family.
Log;

Miss Hikaru and a couple others had mentioned checking the Hall of the Missing to see if his dad had been added to the collection of portraits on the wall, but the Hall was admittedly a place he had wanted to avoid visiting. But he was running out of places to search now; he even checked all the pork bun restaurants and even went underground to look. He didn't want to imagine that his dad would leave him so suddenly without even saying goodbye.

"No! He wouldn't do that! I don't think." to noone in particular, "He's gotta be around somewhere, he's gotta come back for dinner!"

With a fervent nod, he convinced himself of this new line of thinking, deciding to put a pause on his search. ..Still, if he went to the Hall, he could visit Gohan. And he wanted to see Gohan, but he didn't want to see him without a present. A lizard, maybe.. or a pork bun..!

Oh, right, lizards like to hide when it's cold..

Then a pork bun! Yeah, Gohan would like that.

So, pork bun in tow, Goten waited outside on the side of the fountain for miss Hikaru.

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The Hall of the MIssing, the last place she really wanted to go; Hikaru already had a hard enough time being able to remember all her friends that had left. Now going, so close to the anniversary? ...Would probably be a little tough. But she was going with Goten and going with a purpose, so maybe not as tough. Yes, right. Goten. She kind of felt bad, but she could understand him to a small extent. So maybe they could help each other. ...or something. It made more sense in her head.

No other way to find out than to do it, right? So here she came, jogging up to the fountain in those wonderful winter clothes of hers, glad the weather was finally letting up a little.

"Goten!" she called out, waving for him.

Goten spotted her, then promptly smiled and lifted the bag over his head. "Miss Hikaruuuuu! Look what I got!"

Yes, he absolutely wanted to show off his ability to think ahead of time this time around. Too bad he couldn't find a lizard, but he'd have to make up for it the next time.

Hikaru had to do a double take, caught off guard by the boy's spunk. But when she saw what it was, she had to smile a little. She hadn't thought of doing anything like that, but maybe when she went back later in the month she would remember.

"It's a pork bun, right?" I guess Gohan-san liked those. Always better to ask and double check.

"Yeah! It's not as good as mom's, but I think he'll like it!" He beamed as he displayed the bag. Now that he could see his big brother, the idea of going kind of excited him.

"Next time I'll bring him a lizard." He jumped off the fountain and nodded.

"I'm sure he'll like it all the same." She would have reached down to pat his head, but she knew how condenscending that felt, so instead put a hand on his shoulder. "Come on, let's go."

And so, our small heroes began their journey to the Hall of the Missing.

He walked for a bit quietly, clutching the bag as reservations started coming up. He wouldn't admit it, but he was nervous about what would be in the hall. He had made a point to avoid it ever since Gohan left, and now he's going there now for the first time. He'd never been good at hiding his feelings though, something Trunks' had pointed out made him bad at lying.
"Have you ever been there, miss Hikaru?"

She was walking as quietly as he was, trying not to think about it. Thinking about it meant admitting people were really gone, and she knew some of those people would probably never come back. But his question brought it up.

"...A few times, yeah." She paused, watching him as they walked. "...Why?"

He fidgeted a bit, thinking about it. "I dunno, I just wanna know what it's like. You don't go missing after you walk in, do you?"

It sounded a bit weird even to him, but he couldn't help himself-- he didn't want to disappear too.

It was such a simple question, and an idea she hadn't thought of. She smiled down at him, because seriously, only a true, innocent child could have thought that one up.

"No, you don't disappear." ...Though he probably needed more reassurance than that. "But if you start to think you might, I'll be right there so you can grab onto me and I'll make sure you don't. Okay?"

The thought of actually disappearing made him nervous now-- Trunks' would have just told him to not be a baby about it, but Gohan would have made the same offer as Hikaru if he were there. But Gohan was nearly as strong as his dad was, so he could believe an offer like that, was miss Hikaru as strong as Gohan?

She said she had been there before..

"Okay, but if you don't I'm gonna be really mad."

"I'll make sure I do."

She couldn't help but giggle just a little. It was cute in its own way. Though, she was probably just as scared of going as he was, for different reasons. Still, two was better than going alone, right? And she couldn't just let Goten go by himself.

And it really didn't take her long to realize he... needed something to look forward to. Otherwise this would be too sad for him.

"Hey... When we finish looking, how about we go get a dessert? My treat."

His eyes sparkled at the idea of yummy dessert. "You mean it?"

Reservations temporarily forgotten at the idea of cake and ice cream.

And it was that excitement that encouraged Hikaru a bit to be positive about this herself.

"Of course I mean it! Whatever you want, we'll get it."

He waved his arms and bun-bag around in excitement and glee as he sang in a sing-song voice

"Yaaaay! Ice cream and cookies and a mountain of cake with a cherry on top! Yummy yum yum."

They were coming up on a building he recognized as the Hall when Goten fell quiet again, remembering what they were doing.

Well, it was nice to see him excited, even if it was short-lived. Hikaru looked ahead and couldn't think of anything to say really. But... Well, she had to try, right?

Putting a hand on his shoulder again, she tried to be gentle with her words. "...Come on, Goten."

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