AN: Yeah, here's the new story. It starts right after Trunks defeats Frieza. And your eyes do not decieve you...this story will contain some romance.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. Nor do I own Gohan or any characters. Akira Toryiama does. Do I look like him to you?
Parallel Fates Chapter 1- Sent Back
Blue smoke billowed from the spot where the purple capsule had hit the ground. The Z fighters watched cautiously as the smoke cleared and revealed a white rectangular box. The mysterious, purple-haired teenager walked over to the box.
"Stay on guard! He's up to something!" Yamcha yelled. The group instantly shifted into defensive stances. After easily defeating Frieza and King Cold, the super strong young man was not being taken lightly by the Z fighters. The teen smiled and opened the box, revealing stacks upon stacks of various colored beverage cans.
"Just a refrigerator…" Krillin thought to himself. The teenager smiled and pulled out a yellow can before speaking.
"Does anyone want a cold drink? Goku's not due for two hours and it's quite hot and dry out here." He said, cracking his can open. Gohan stood up straight and smiled. Despite his training with Piccolo, he was only 7 years old and as excitable as ever.
"Yeah!" the demi-Saiyan yelled, running over to the refrigerator. Bulma grinned widely and ran over with him, kneeling and looking inside.
"Wow! What a selection! I'm starting to like this guy! He's even got root beer!" she exclaimed, removing a brown can of root beer and cracking it open. Gohan let out a cry of joy and removed a large orange can for himself.
"Orange for me!" Gohan shouted, cracking open the can and taking a big gulp. Krillin was instantly relieved, suddenly trusting the young man more.
"Does…he have grape, guys?" Krillin asked, a bit embarrassed. Gohan laughed and held up two purple cans.
"Yeah! Two grapes!" he yelled, tossing both to Krillin as the short human made his way over. Krillin caught both cans, immediately opening one and chugging it, leaving a slightly purplish stain in his lips.
"Oh boy! This is great!" Krillin exclaimed, his mouth widening into a big smile. Gohan nodded, sipping more of his orange soda. Krillin crushed the can and tossed it aside, cracking open the other and drinking slower.
"Excuse me, Mister, but how do you know my dad?" Gohan asked, taking a another sip of his soda.
"Well, actually, I've never met your dad before. I've only heard about him." the teenager said, smiling a little. Krillin took a drink and spoke up.
"Then, how do you know Goku is gonna be at this exact spot in two hours?"
The teenager looked away from Krillin and at the ground.
"Well, that's, ah…sorry. I can't say." he said, still looking downwards. Vegeta, annoyed at the teen's vagueness, stood up.
"Why not? I'll tell you. Because you're up to something! Tell us now, tough guy! Who are you?" Vegeta shouted, clenching his fists and giving the teen a menacing look. The teenager looked back at the ground.
"I wish I could. Sorry." he replied. Piccolo stared and opened his mouth to question, but hastily shut it again when Gohan spoke up.
"When you defeated Frieza and that big guy back there, you were a Super Saiyan, weren't you?" Gohan asked. The teen emptied his can and looked at the half-Saiyan boy.
"Yes. Yes I was." he replied simply. Vegeta's anger boiled over again and took a single step forward, scowling angrily.
"That's a lie! Look, my friend, Kakarott, the one you call "Goku" and myself are the only Saiyans left. Kakarott's kid there is half-Saiyan. So, if you count him that makes three of us," he yelled, face reddening with frustration, "There's no way you could have Saiyan blood!"
The purple-haired teen made no attempt to defend himself; he just stood staring at the ground. Gohan cocked his head and yelled back at Vegeta in defense of the teenager.
"Yeah, but, we saw him! He just defeated Frieza and that huge guy all by himself!"
Vegeta scoffed and grinned. "Well, I'm calling him a liar, not a weakling."
Bulma finished her root beer and glanced at the teenager, noticing a familiar symbol on his dark blue denim jacket.
"Hey! That's the Capsule Corp. logo on your jacket! Are you one of our employees or something?" Bulma inquired, pointing at the logo. The young man glanced in her direction, his face flushing slightly.
"No…not exactly, I'm just a fan." he responded, looking away from Bulma. She smiled at him and noticed his face reddening.
"Oh I see. Well, tell me your name and I'll recommend you to Dad." she said. The teen responded, keeping up the same vagueness that he had given off before.
"I'm sorry…I can't. I know its strange." he told her. Bulma just smiled again and giggled slightly.
"Oooh! Mystery man!" she said, causing the teen to blush even more. Yamcha and Tien both were fed up with the vagueness as well.
"Is his shoe size a secret too?" Tien asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Yamcha piped up, his fists on his hips.
"Yeah! Why can't I have a secret name? That's not fair. I bet you have a secret spy decoder ring too!" Yamcha said, just as sarcastic as Tien. Bulma turned towards the two men.
"Knock it off you guys! You're just jealous. This guy just beat Frieza single-handedly! So there!" she shouted, showing off her pearly white teeth with a wide grin. Gohan chuckled.
"Right!" he said, nodding. Vegeta mock laughed and Bulma winked at the still mysterious teenager, causing him to blush wildly.
-One hour later-
Boredom spread through Vegeta's mind like wildfire. He was hot, sweaty and worst of all, bored. Being with these filthy humans was bad enough but to make matters worse, that stupid boy kept looking at him. After the teen glanced over for the third time, Vegeta finally went off.
"What are you looking at!" Vegeta yelled, his trademark scowl showing. The teen blushed wildly yet again and immediately looked away.
"Oh…nothing, it's just that I…like your shirt." he said, increasing Vegeta's anger. That stupid woman had made him wear the shirt. The hot pink button-down shirt with "Bad Man" embroidered on the back. Vegeta decided that he hated this shirt almost as much as he hated Kakarott.
"You would." Vegeta said insultingly, narrowing his eyes. Bulma and Krillin watched the almost sibling-like rivalry develop from a good fifty feet away, well out of earshot. Bulma leaned towards Krillin and whispered in his ear.
"Hey, now check this out. Is it just me, or do those two really look alike?" she said quietly. Krillin didn't look at her, still staring at Vegeta and the boy.
"Well, now that you mention it, I can kinda see a resemblance. Well, I mean, just in looks. That other guy seems kinda nice, but Vegeta has the personality of a stump." Krillin said. Bulma smiled.
"Well, he's a prince. Princes have to act bored. Like the world's not good enough for them." Bulma said, lowering her voice a little.
"Vegeta seems more agitated than bored. Like he's got a bad case of hemorrhoids or something." Krillin said, half serious. Suddenly, Krillin heard a voice in his ear and a hand on his shoulder, startling him so much, he nearly fell over. Krillin turned around to see Gohan, who was equally startled by Krillin's reaction.
"Watch it, Gohan," he said, "You scared the crap outta me."
"Sorry Krillin," Gohan responded, looking over his shoulder, "But I found something. I don't know what it is."
Krillin looked curious as he looked past Gohan with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't see anything, Gohan. Are you sure it wasn't just your imagination?"
Gohan glared at Krillin, making a small fist by his side.
"No! I saw it, Krillin! I'm not crazy," he said, in defense of himself, "Let me take you to it."
Krillin opened his mouth to protest but shut it when he saw the anxious look on Gohan's face. He nodded.
"Ok. Let's go, Gohan." he said. Bulma overheard all of this and stood up, putting her hands on her hips.
"Hey! I'm going too," she said, frowning angrily and putting her hands on her hips, "Just cause I'm a girl, doesn't mean you can leave me out of everything!"
Krillin shook his head, "No, Bulma. We'll just be gone for a little while. If it's something of interest, we'll come back and get you."
With that, Krillin snuck away with Gohan and began to follow him.
"It's right over here!" Gohan shouted, quickly walking towards a group of tall rocks. Krillin followed him into a clearing and saw what Gohan was talking about. An egg-shaped machine with legs like a spider sat in the tiny clearing. Strangest of all, it had a Capsule Corp. logo on the side.
"I told you!" Gohan shouted as Krillin investigated closer. He began to look at the bottom side when he heard Gohan shouting again.
"Krillin! Look at this!" the demi-Saiyan yelled. Krillin looked up and saw Gohan press a tiny button next to the glass top of the machine. The top popped open, revealing a seat and some controls.
"Whoa! Cool!" exclaimed Gohan as he hovered towards the seat and sat down.
"Hey! Be careful, Gohan! I don't know what this thing is…maybe we should show Bulma, after all." Krillin said, thoughtfully rubbing his chin. Gohan nodded, giving a last look at the panel. Krillin began to hover away from the machine when a noise pierced the air, a high whistling noise. Gohan looked up and saw the source of the noise. A Saiyan capsule was quickly falling towards Earth. A giant smile formed on Gohan's face as he jumped up from the seat and stood on the thin edge surrounding the control seat.
"It's my dad! It's gotta be!" Gohan shouted cheerfully. Krillin watched the craft fall from the sky and smiled.
"Definitely, bro." Krillin responded. Gohan raised his fist into the air and cheered.
"YEAH", he yelled, leaning a little as the Saiyan ship passed overhead, "W-whoa!"
Gohan gave a surprised yelp as he fell backwards, having lost his balance from leaning. Krillin turned and watched, as if in slow motion, Gohan falling onto the control panel and hitting his head on the side. The panel flashed, a multitude of beeps and lights, as Krillin was helpless to stop the glass top from closing on the machine. Krillin instantly forgot about the Saiyan pod when he heard a low rumbling coming from the machine.
"Oh no…GOHAN!" he screamed, rushing towards the machine as fast as he could. The machine jerked into the air and started speeding straight up. Krillin changed direction and flew towards the machine. It was fast, nearly too fast. Krillin caught up with the ship and got a final look at Gohan's panic-stricken face before the ship instantly disappeared.
-Elsewhere-
Gohan saw the worried look on Krillin's face before the surroundings instantly changed. The rocky, desert landscape was replaced by an endless flow of deep cerulean current; a vortex of sorts. He was traveling slowly forward though the blue current, apparently getting nowhere.
"What…" Gohan said to himself, barely thinking. He placed a hand on the back of his head.
"Ow…" he moaned. There was a dull, painful throbbing in the back of Gohan's head and it was only getting worse. He looked out the window, pressing his small hands against the glass. The vortex seemed to be moving quicker…that or the ship was moving faster. Gohan spun around, looking out the other side of the glass, seeing the same, endless current. The throbbing in Gohan's head increased with the speed of the vortex and his glass prison began to spin. He became extremely dizzy and disoriented. His vision blurred and Gohan blindly spun around in this endless Hell of blue. His stomach lurched and Gohan bent over and vomited all over the floor of the machine before fading into unconsciousness…
