Took a little longer, but it's done. IGORrr ... IT LIVES !! * crazy goggle * ^ o ^ * jumping around excitedly *

But let's not overdo it * cough *

Here we go ...





Part 6 - Cold with consequences



Sunbeams shone on Shadow's face when he opened his eyes a crack. He was lying on a sofa in some living room. But ... what happened? "So what's going on?" he gasped and tried to look around. But his strength prevented him from tilting his head to one side. So he could only see out of the corner of his eye what was around him. But everything was still too blurry. Groaning, he closed his eyes again. "So it's true after all," he said to himself and sighed. "And I thought it was just a dream. About Ve-Chan and his father, my origins. It was all real!" He opened his eyes again. Now he could finally see something. He saw the many pictures on the wall, the neatly furnished living room, the familiar smell of housewife's kitchen.He now knew where he was: he was in Norun's house.

Suddenly he remembered. He had collided with Werini and passed out from the high blood loss. He had dreamed. Dreamed for 1½ days. From a healthy family, a happiness that lasted forever. Just like with Norun and his family. * How I would have loved to have been born into this parental home and not into the aristocracy, which can already be distinguished by its own offspring. * Again the scene crossed his mind when King Vegeta grabbed his son and pulled him to him. * A cruel idea. Even I would not have believed that I am a Saiyan no oji. But it must be right. The doc was right: I'm like Vegeta. Ve-chan. * He looked up from the skylight. The sun was shining and the clouds were moving across the sky like thick cotton balls. For a few seconds a cloud took on the shape of its little brother. "Ve-chan," he whispered, trying to straighten up with pain in his left arm.He got so far that he could sit down and look at his legs, which were hidden under a thick blanket. A washcloth lay on the floor in front of the sofa and had soaked the floor with water. He looked down and after a few minutes again at his hidden legs. A sigh passed his lips. "I can't go back. But then again, I can't leave him alone," he said softly and looked into the entrance of the living room. Tizar stood there, staring at Shadow.

"Hey," said the 18 year old and smiled. "How are you, little Tizar?" "Is your ouch gone, Uncle Shadow?" asked the little girl, stepping closer to him. As always, she had her plush teddy in her hand. “My ouch?” Shadow didn't understand what she was trying to say. "Yes," said the little one and pointed to his left arm. "The ouch on your arm. Is it gone?" Finally a light dawned on him: She meant the wound he had inflicted on himself to keep his self-control."Oh, you mean that ouch. Yes, that's gone. Don't worry." Tizar grinned satisfied, turned around and wanted to go back to her room. "Tell me, little one, where are your mom and dad and how long did I sleep?" he asked suddenly before she left the living room. Tizar looked at him with her big black button eyes and replied with a grin: "Those are three questions at once, but OK: Mom is shopping and Dad is on duty. And you slept for almost four days. Well, and I should be here on you watch out! "She looked proud as she said the last few words. Shadow had to grin. He was almost the same at her age. He and Jamba were the same age, but Jamba was always a bit clumsy, whereas Shadow was more self-employed than ever. "Well then," he said and pushed the covers aside. “I don't need to worry.” He put his feet on the floor and tried to stand up straight.

The first three attempts didn't work and he kept falling back into the soft cushions of the sofa."Damn he cursed and clenched his teeth. His fists clenched on his lap and they started to tremble. How much he would like to get up and get out of here. But apparently his body wouldn't allow him that. He coughed and wrinkled his nose He looked at the floor in amazement. “Did I catch a cold?” He asked puzzled and looked at Tizar, who was still standing in the living room entrance and looking at him. “The doctor said that you had one because of the fever and your arm Vizus, or something, captured, "she said and shrugged. Shadow looked up and curled his lips in a grin." Vizus? "He asked with a laugh and tried to get up again." What is that supposed to be? Don't you mean a 'virus' or something? "

"Yes!" she exclaimed and her eyes widened. "That was it: Virus! Yes, exactly. You caught something like that. Uh ... what is actually a virus?" The 18 year old smiled and hardly noticed that he was finally standing on his feet.A bit wobbly, but it was standing. "A virus is ... Uh ... wait a minute. I'm standing? I'm standing!" Shadow's eyes glittered with joy and a sigh of relief went up his throat. Even if Tizar shared this joy with him, she sat cross-legged in front of him and looked at him with evil eyes. "What is a virus now?" she asked aloud, drawing his attention back to herself. Shadow looked at her startled, but then he sat down next to her and explained to her in a child-understandable way what this virus was all about.



After almost an hour Werini came back and was amazed when Shadow and Tizar were sitting on the sofa and playing a board game. "Can you get up again?" she asked astonished and hardly noticed how the shopping bag slipped out of her hands. Shadow recognized the situation and sprinted forward before the fully packed bag fell from her hand and tumbled towards the floor. But the 18-year-old reached out and caught the bag before it hit the floor.Lying on his stomach and grinning broadly, he looked at Werini. “Saved, right?” She gave a short laugh and nodded. Only now did she notice that he still had cold sweat on his forehead and that his skin was still a bit pale.

* He can't be completely healthy yet, * she thought when she heard the heavy breathing of Shadows as he handed her the bag. * He is still a little too weak for that. It's a miracle he was able to get up at all. Shadow is something special. He has a strange way of biting through. But he always manages to pull himself out of difficulties. I am sure that he will make it this time too. * She just smiled and went to the kitchen to put her shopping in the cupboards. "Are you hungry?" she asked and promptly got the answer: "Yes." "And what can I do with you?" Then came the sound from the kitchen, followed by a rustling, clinking sound and several cupboards that opened and closed. "Pancakes!Pancakes! Pancakes! "Shouted Tizar and jumped around on the sofa." I don't care! "Shadow replied and leaned back. Weakness ran through a body. He could literally feel his energy with the beads of sweat draining more and more from him let out a sigh, coughed briefly and looked at Tizar, who looked at him worriedly, “Are we going to continue playing or are you not feeling well?” she asked, he felt her hand touch his forehead to feel his temperature. The little girl snorted.

"Wow! You can fry fried eggs on your head," she laughed and grinned at him. Shadow met her amused look and moaned slightly. "I don't think that's funny. That means the fever has gone up again." "Mom! You can make the pancakes here! Shadow is the perfect pan!" she called and laughed. Werini peeked through the door frame and was startled. "Has the fever gone up?" she asked, stroking his cheek. The younger Saiyan nodded and let out another hard sigh, followed by a strong cough.Werini panicked a little and ran back into the kitchen. "Don't move from the spot, call the doctor!" she called out to him and disappeared from sight. That was his chance. He turned to Tizar and whispered something in her ear, whereupon she only nodded. She hugged him again and watched him run quickly out of the living room and leave the house. She crawled to the window and looked out. He was just running down there, but stopped again and looked up at Tizar. He coughed and waved to her. * Thank you, little Tizar. I owe you. * he thought and ran on. Tizar smiled now and sat down on the sofa again as if nothing had happened. Suddenly Werini came rushing back into the room and gasped for air. "Where's Shadow?" she asked and looked a little panicked at her daughter. "He said he was in the toilet," replied the little girl and grinned at her mother. Werini rolled his eyes in amazement and sighed. "He's gone, isn't he?"" If you put it that way, you got me, "laughed Tizar and looked at her mother." But you can no longer catch up with Uncle Shadow. He's too fast and he's got a good lead too! "* She is right. I can't catch up with him., But ... * Werini thought about it." Tizar, I'll tell Papa and report it to the king in the palace. You stay here as long as you take care of the house! I'll be back in a couple of hours! "Tizar nodded, then only heard how the front door slammed and the house was quiet." Oh dear, "she said and clung to her teddy bear again." That doesn't seem to be going well. "



The 18-year-old Saiyan felt dizzy when he stopped in a large square to take a breath. He had already run halfway through the city. Apparently he had lost his bearings in the maze of streets in the capital and was now looking for a small landmark to orientate himself towards. Shadow looked around furtively and with half-open eyes.What could serve as a guide? He looked up to see the white walls of the palace. Of course - the palace! He was in the center of the city, that was clear to him. "The perfect landmark," he sighed, coughing heavily. His cold got worse the more he moved. But it had to be. He practically fled from everything and everyone: from his family, his friends and above all from his brother. The scene in his room when he almost kissed him was so deep inside that he had to shake his head to forget it for a few seconds. *No! * screamed in him.