Is It Okay If I Be Like You?

 He remembers his father came to Citta.

 He remembers his relationship with Tony, Harley, and all those he's met as well as all events that has occured here.

 He doesn't remember what he explained to the others in Citta about his family and friends.

 He will remember absolute nothing about events or people, except for colours but will not remember the event/people itself.. (i.e; He remembers the pink, but not of Buu. He remembers the purple, but not of Trunks. He remembers gold but not of Super Saiyan, etc)

 "Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts." - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

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 He didn't really feel like waking up at first. He rolled over to one side, then the other, and he realized he couldn't sleep any longer. Why was that? Wasn't he supposed do to something important today?

 Goten rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. This place... He wasn't supposed to be here. He wasn't supposed to be here! He was supposed to be home! Right? That was where he was going! Home!

   But where was that? Was that here? Was this his home? No, this was the apartment at Hive City. He wanted to go home, but he couldn't remember where that was. Where was it? Who was there? He could barely form the image in his mind, but...

 "Argh!" Frustrated, he smacked his fists against his forehead. He had the overwhelming urge to go back to this place, this home, but he didn't know where that was. Or what it was. All he knew was that it just wasn't here.

   Goten was on cloud nine. In fact, at this moment, he was skipping down the streets, waving farewell to everyone he saw. "Goodbye! Goodbye! Farewell! Have a nice life!"

 He didn't know most of the people he skipped passed and just waved to everyone he saw. He was going home! He was going home to Mom, to Gohan, to Trunks. To the Z-Fighters. With his Dad.

 He could play again, he would be able to fly for as long as he wanted. He would be powerful, and he could defend himself, and he wouldn't be weak. He would play with the Animals, and with Trunks, and with all his toys. The fighting games.

 But, above all, no more fear. No fleeing for his life. No more fearing that he would never know the warmth of his mother's hug, or dreading he would forget the smile on Gohan's face, or praying he would never forget his best friend's voice. No more fear. No more being afraid. No more weakness. He would be powerful again. He would be strong again.

 Goten would no longer be the equivalent of a human boy.

   Goten was so happy, he was going to burst. He was already packing up all his things (which was a cellphone and a toy, although he probably couldn't bring them anyway) and preparing his leave this Saturday. Oh, he should probably say goodbye to everyone.

 What did he say? What did he tell everyone? When his Daddy came, he would save everyone. Everyone would get to go home. His father was a hero, and now that he was here, everyone would get to go home (if they wanted to).