Dragon Ball New Generation
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Dragon Ball New Generation
The Xiol Saga

Chapter 43 - Forbidden Love

It was now a Wednesday, and Gokou's boss was asking him for his latest photographs.  He looked at them and raised an eyebrow.
"Gokou, it might just be me.  Tell me if I'm wrong, but your latest photographs aren't up to standard."
"I'm sorry.  So much has been on my mind."
"You have till end of day to get them back to me.  I can't have these for the front cover."

***

Pastri was relaying the story which Vegeta told her of the incident with Art's father, to Linni.  Linni was on her break and was in for a quick lunch at the Son Cafe.  
"Really?" Linni asked.
"Yeah, Vegeta told me on the night of the date.  Gokou trudged to his room without a single word to me, so Vegeta explained to me what happened."
"That's real harsh isn't it?" Linni said.
"I think it's also affecting him at work.  His boss hasn't been satisfied with his work lately, and he hasn't been eating."
"Not eating?  Are you for real?"
"I'm not, and I thought I had it hard when I first met Refere."
"No, that was just funny." Linni laughed.

***

Gokou had flew back to the last place where he had taken his photos.  He kept ditching his photos because they weren't perfect anymore.  Something else was on his mind, and he couldn't take it no more.  He screw up the photo and tossed it away when he heard:
"Ouch!  Watch were you're throwing your rubbish loser!"
Gokou turned around to see Pesto.
"Pesto?"
"Gokou-san?  I didn't know it was you."
Gokou struggled a smile and took the photo and placed it in the bin.  
"How are you going?" Gokou inquired.
Pesto saw the sadness in Gokou's face and said softly, "I'm okay."
"How about Art?"
"She's okay.  Her hand is still recovering though.  Sorry if my dad was so insane the other day Gokou.  He didn't know the story, and he wouldn't listen to any of us.  It's nothing.  You don't have feelings for Art anyway right?"
Silence.
"Right?" Pesto repeated.
Pesto stared at him and then realized the truth.
"You do?!"
"Doesn't matter anymore anyway.  I'm not allowed to see Art ever.  Its forbidden now."
"No way!  This is amazing!" Pesto laughed.
"Why?" Gokou asked.
"I'd rather have you as my sis' boyfriend than that Suite guy."
"Why?  He's more richer than me and-"
"I can't hangout with him like I can with you.  After all, you can fight and kick a soccer ball better than him."
Gokou laughed softly.
"Just leave it to me" Pesto said confidently, and ran off, leaving Gokou behind, ever so confused.  

***

"What did you do?" Art demanded.
Pesto stood still, but was confident in what he was trying to achieve.
"Nothing, but could you meet up Gokou-san tonight at 11pm?"
"Did you plan something?"
"No" Pesto said innocently, however Art knew her brother much more than he thought.
"I know what you're doing Pesto-chan.  I knew from the beginning that you never liked Suite, but-"
"Yeah," he interrupted, "But Gokou is better."
"Is this what you're up too?"
Pesto glowed red, lost for words as Art walked to her window.  She looked up at the moon and smiled.
"Gokou is a nice guy, but I'm seeing Suite.  Father likes him."
"Yeah, but Dad didn't know Gokou-san saved you and Painta."
"He won't listen."
"Come on Sis.  Just this once.  I already told Gokou" Pesto lied.
"It won't be right for me to do that if I'm courting with Suite." Art argued.
"Well will it be nice to leave Gokou-san in the dust after he saved you, and Dad threatened him?" Pesto reasoned.
Art turned to him and agreed.  It wouldn't be nice if she left Gokou in that state, but now it was confusing.  Suite?  or perhaps Gokou?  She shook her brother's hand.
"You twisted my arm."
They laughed, unaware someone standing at the door, peering in.

***

Gokou pressed the button at Capsule Corporation, and the door was answered by Bobulla.
"Don't you look like you're in a rush Gokou."
"Is Vegeta here Bobulla-san?"
"He's in his room.  Hold on, I'll go get him."
Bobulla disappeared, and Vegeta soon appeared at the door.
"What's up?"
"Pesto has arranged it so I can go see Art."
"I thought you gave up?"
Gokou laughed.
"I guess you want me to come along?"
"Could you?  Keep any eye out for me."
Vegeta sighed and went with him.

***

It was dark, and Vegeta was sitting impatiently with Gokou.  Soon, Art turned up and Gokou motioned for Vegeta to leave.  He sighed, and walked off into the opposite direction where he bumped into Pesto.  He too was waiting for someone.
"Pesto?"
"Yeah.  How are they going?"
"Who knows?" Vegeta answered.

Art confessed to Gokou, eyes a little watering.
"I can't do this Gokou.  I'm seeing Suite, and I love him.  He cares a lot for me, and he's never hurt me."
Gokou took her by the shoulders.
"I know I know, but I can't leave it like this, but..." he voice lowered, "I guess its over now.  I wish I met you before you met Suite, but I'm sure both of you will be great together."
Art noticed the trembling in his voice.  Not even his warrior nature allowed him the self control he needed to conquer his sorrows.  After all, he never met anyone else like her.
"That's it." Gokou said, turning around a little forlorn.  The man began to walk off as Art watched helplessly.
Goodbye Art...
At the last minute when he begun to fly off, forgetting about Vegeta, Art grabbed his hand.
"Gokou-"
Gokou tore his hand away.
"It's in the best interest for your Dad...for you to marry a guy who's more rich and high classes than me."
Art couldn't believe what she heard, but wanting to be angry, she couldn't find the fuel.  She realized that it did have some truth.  
There was a slight pause before Pesto and Vegeta barged in on their conversation.
"Art, Dad's coming.  We've got to go."
"We're finished now anyway." Gokou told him without turning around.  Pesto noticed the intensity of the situation.
"Don't go Gokou-san!" Pesto said.
"Some things can't be helped Pesto." and he took off with Vegeta trailing after him.
Art remained still in her own world, until the voice of her Father was heard.  Pesto quickly took her arm.
"You crazy?  Let's go before Dad sees us."

The two were lucky and got back through Art's window before their Dad found them, but a surprise was their waiting for them.
"Where did you both come from?!"
They both turned around to see Suite standing there, waiting.
"We were-" Pesto began.
"Art can answer for herself!" he yelled at Pesto.  The boy turned angry, and watched as the man took Art by her shoulders and shook her, but she was still locked into her emotions after parting with Gokou.
"You were with that loser Gokou weren't you?!" he demanded.
Art didn't answer.  Shook her again.  Easel then walked in.  He heard the voices and also raised an eyebrow at Pesto, who he then told to go into his room.  
"But-" he argued.
"Go!" Easel yelled.
Pesto had no choice, and left his sister behind.  He felt terrible.  He believed it was all his fault.

"If I find you with that man again-" Suite raised his voice and threw her to the floor.  She injured the same hand she painted with, but Suite didn't seem to care.  
"Remember Art, you belong to me!" and with that, Suite left.  
Art held her hurt wrist and watched her father who eventually left after telling her that he was right.  Gokou was a nuisance.  
Art then realized the reality which she never saw before, and it hurt her.  A few minutes later, Painta entered the room to comfort her.
"How did you know?" Art cried.
"Mum told me what was going on."
and Painta hugged her as her younger sister cried.

 

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