Chapter One: It's All Gohan's Fault

Time is a lot of things. You could change it if you worked really hard. Think about it. It's always around you. Constantly. If you were able to run backwards fast enough you should be able to fix all the errors of before. Or you could make a machine to do that for you. But if someone could change to effects of the past they could start anew. That's exactly what he had planned. If he destroyed the one man that had destroyed him in the future by destroying him in the past, everything would be fixed. Right? But what if that person lived in a different dimension? And what if you needed that person to get stronger?


It had been at least three years since Goku had decided to stay in heaven. The more time went by, the more Gohan wished to know the logic behind his Father's wish. Why had he wanted to stay up there anyway? Didn't he love his son and wife? What could heaven give that his family couldn't?

Gohan could think of a lot of things to poke fun at his stupid questions but he couldn't help but wonder. Did he even know he was a father once again? Did he realize that his second son had been alive for three years now?

"Gohan?" Chichi's voice called from inside the small house that they lived in. "Is Goten in bed?"

"Yes," Gohan replied back still concentrating on the stars above him.

Chichi walked out onto the porch her bare feet padding across the wooden floor. She took a seat on the step next to Gohan and wrapped an arm about her fourteen year old son.

"What's wrong, Gohan?"

Gohan didn't answer right away. The stars' reflection danced in his pupils as he glanced out into the unknown,

"That constellation right there," Gohan muttered pointing out into the sky. "That's sort of between Orion and Draco."

Chichi followed his hand to the heavens. She stared absentmindedly at it, "I don't understand? Is that constellation bothering you?"

Gohan sighed, "It just looks like Dad, doesn't it?"

At second glance, Chichi knew what had been troubling Gohan so. She gave him a tight squeeze and whispered lightly into his ear, "Stop blaming yourself, Gohan."

"How long has it been?" Gohan asked loudly.

Chichi smiled, "Your changing the subject, sweetie."

Gohan blushed and lowered his gaze. His eyes focused in on some incoming visitors. Chichi climbed to her feet quickly and grabbed her broom that was leaning against the railing from its last sweeping job.

The two men were dress in black suits with dark sun glasses hiding their eyes. Both of them had strange blondish white hair. They stopped their unison walking once Chichi had grasped her broom handle. They stood about three feet from the porch and were in just throwing range of Chichi's broom.

"What do you want?" Chichi hissed angrily at the men.

"Just to observe," One of the men replied calmly.

"Observe my butt!" Chichi snarled. "One doesn't just walk a thousand miles from the city just to observe."

"You see through us quite well," The other spoke.

"Not like it was hard," Chichi said. "Now leave before I stick this broom handle where the sun don't shine."

"We have come to take your son."

"Yeah." Chichi snapped, "I figured that."

Chichi spun her broom about in a extremely threatening way and then rested it before her while sinking into a fighter's stance, "Get inside Gohan."

"Mom… I can take them."

"Go get Goten and get out of here!"

"Yes ma'am." Gohan said timidly.

Like his father before him, he couldn't stand up to his mother's angry side. He hightailed into the house and up the stairs.

Once he was far enough inside, Chichi turned back to the men, "Now where were we?"

"You don't have to oppose us. We won't hurt you or your son."

"Ha!" Chichi laughed. "You really don't know who you are talking to."

"Son Chichi. Wife to the superhuman Son Goku."

"I'm impressed," Chichi snarled, "Now get the hell out of my yard."


Gohan climbed up the stairs two at a time and kicked open the door to the room he shared with Goten. There sitting upright in his cradle was the small baby with a truffle of awkwardly shaped hair on his head. He was smiling happily as his brother tumbled in. Gohan shut the door behind him and locked it. Making sure everything was secure, Gohan raced over to Goten. He lifted the child into his arm and rocked him softly,

"It's okay, Goten," Gohan smiled, "I will always be right here."

Gohan tickled Goten's chest making him giggle happily. Although Goten wasn't sure what was going on, it was nice to hear Gohan's soft voice again. His pudgy baby hands grabbed onto Gohan's shirt pulling himself closer into Gohan's chest. Gohan smiled slightly fearing if he lost him.

The door suddenly burst opened. The two men were there. Gohan felt a cold shiver down his spine as they entered. He didn't know where his mother had gone. He could only hope she was well. Clinging Goten close, he backed himself into a corner.

"Give us the child," One man stated grabbing Gohan's wrist. "We will not harm you."

"Never! Goten's my brother!" Gohan shouted. "I won't let you take him from me or my mom."

With that said, Gohan jerked his wrist back and kneed the one man in his stomach. With his free arm he grabbed onto the other man's nose, yanked his face downwards, and flipped over his back. He charged for the entrance but one of the men grabbed him by the back of his shirt. Struggling briefly, Gohan turned Super Sayian ripped away from the man. His shirt only slightly ripped, Gohan sunk into a one handed fighter's stance. He had his eye on the one man and not the other. The other man disappeared from Gohan's view and reappeared behind him. He locked Gohan's arm behind him while the other man took Goten from him. Goten let out a small cry for his brother but fell silent when the man rendered the small boy unconscious.

Gohan screamed out in anguish. With his one free arm, he reached out for his brother. The man who was holding Gohan, tossed him backwards painfully through the wall and into his mother's room. Gohan rolled over the bed and into the opposite wall.

The two men kicked open the window and exited into the night sky.


"Master, we have captured the child."

"What you have brought me is a babe. I did not ask for a babe now, did I? I asked for Goku's first son. The one who defeated Cell, you imbeciles. This child is only worth the drool it lays upon."

"We are not commendable, my sir."

"You are right. Your skins have no value to me. But I might have some use in this child."

"But sir, he knows you have kidnapped him."

"He thinks I have kidnapped him. But he is young. His mind can be easily played with. We can change his loyalties around. He could end up doing your dirty work. Make him believe his brother abandoned him. Then leave him with Tsuki. She will train him from there."

"When do you think he will be ready, sire?"

"In two earth years."


With no where else to turn, Gohan and Chichi straddled across the Nimbus and headed off the Kame's lookout. Chichi was slightly worried by Gohan's sudden quiet nature. She sensed he knew a tad more then she did.

Not only was Dende and Mr. Popo there to greet them, the rest of the Z team had sensed the urgent call and flew up to join them. Chichi hastily told them the situation everyone sending Gohan a look of pity. He had taken a seat at the end of the lookout and had not joined in with his part of the story. Piccolo left the boy his space feeling a great sorrow from his former apprentice. Vegeta stood at Gohan's side awkwardly. Without a single word he placed a firm hand on Gohan's shoulder and squeezed lightly. Gohan nodded to acknowledge his hidden feelings. He too had lost his family once and he could not but feel great sympathy towards the boy who had lost both his father and his little brother, both in which he was very close to.

"There is a way," Mr. Popo chimed, "We could use the Dragon balls to restore him!"

"That is what I was hoping you would say," Chichi smiled.

Dende left for a second and returned with the seven dragon balls. He smiled, "We have been saving them for such an occasion."

Placing the final dragon ball with the other 6 they began to glow a deep crimson. Amidst the torrents to the crystal balls the great dragon rose once more filling the air with it's great presence.

"What wishes do you inquire?" The Shenlong spoke slowly in his booming voice.

"We wish to bring Goten back to his family," Dende shouted.

Gohan shook his head slightly as if doubt it would work. Sure enough, "Your wish is too complicated to grant. Goten is not of this heaven and earth any longer."

"Great!" Krillen snapped, "Now what?"

18 glared up at the dragon as she usually did to someone who didn't do as she desired. Krillen knew that look all to well.

"I still have two wishes to grant," Shenlong stated.

Dende looked extremely disappointed turned to the other Z-fighters sadly, "I presume Goten is dead… I regret that this wish does not bring him back from which he had gone."

"We must make two wishes so not to anger the Great Shenlong," Mr. Popo said rashly.

"I wish for a Pepsi," Krillen said offhandedly.

"Your wish is granted," Shenlong hissed slightly annoyed at the small request.

Before Krillen appeared the blue bottle of soda. Krillen popped the lid and took a sip. He sighed slightly and shook his head,"I should have asked for diet."

"Argh. This is a waste of time," 18 snapped angrily.

Chichi suddenly stepped forward, "I wish that Son Goku would return from the heaven to which he was detained."

Everyone looked extremely surprised. Even Gohan looked up from his gloomy state and turned about onto his hands and knees to stare in disbelief at his mother's rash behavior.

"Your wish is granted…"

In a flash of white light a figure appeared on Kame's lookout.

"Wow! I was just talking to King Kai and… here I am," Goku said looking about in bewilderment. "I wasn't expecting that."

In less the a second, Goku was being hugged to death by almost all the Z gang except for Gohan, Piccolo, Chichi, Vegeta, and 18. Dende and Mr. Popo were just in utter shock.

Once Krillen, Tien, Yamaha, and Puar had gotten off of him, Goku glanced about the place just to be hugged and kissed by his wife. Once that was done, Goku looked over at Gohan who sat staring up at him. Gohan quickly lowered his gaze.

"I thought King Kai said Gohan was kidnapped. I guess he was wrong," Goku smiled.

"No. You have another son, Goku," Krillen muttered.

"I do? What?"

"Yes. You have another brat to add to your collection. Be proud," Vegeta snapped.

"Oh," Goku said though rather speechless at the whole thing. "What's his name?"

"His name was Goten," Gohan muttered.

A sudden pain struck Goku's heart. He had a sudden realization how much Goten must have meant to Gohan. He bit his lip and parted through the crowd to get to Gohan. He got down on his knees so his face was close to Gohan's, "Are you okay?"

This broke Gohan completely. He flung his arms about his father and cried his heart and soul out. Goku hugged his son close as Kame's lookout fell silent with Gohan's cries of pain.

"I wasn't strong enough to protect him when I said I would."

"Don't blame yourself, Gohan…"

"I promise you," Gohan said sternly looking his father straight in the face, "I will get Goten back."


To Be Continued…
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Like I would seriously leave the story to end right there. Don't worry! Goten and Gohan will kick their share of butt. Goten kicks more butt then Gohan though… That's only cause Gohan's nicer.