Hey guys, this is Orion of the Abyss, previously known as Abyssal Darkness. I'm back online and shall get my other fics up and running again soon, but first I wanted to get this story out on the site, if there are any questions about the other fics, just give me a message.
So in this fic it's been 6 years since Gohan finished highschool, no Buu, Saiyaman is there but no one knows it's Gohan and no Gohan and the others at the WMAT.
This story will be in Gohan's POV, and if it gets a good enough rep I may do another in Videl's POV.
I Live for the Past
Chapter 1: Preparations for the Future
Gohan POV
I sighed to myself, it had been a long year, I never thought that I'd get this far in life so quickly. Ever since I finished highschool I had become reclusive to most of my friends, the only ones who wouldn't let me be reclusive to them were my mother, Goten, Bulma, Trunks and Piccolo. They were there when I needed them to be, Goten always finding a way to cheer me up, with Trunks' help as well. My mom and Bulma always gave me the advice I needed, Bulma for how to run my company, Dragon Star Medical Supplies. My mother always knew how to help me making the best choices for my company as in which market to invest in and which market to avoid.
And if I was honest to myself, even though I had gotten so far, I still missed my friends, the ones I made myself, they weren't my parent's friends or family, but my own friends. I was a doctor in my own right thanks to university and already had become a scientist, maybe I'd let Bulma take over as CEO but still maintain some salary for myself, then I might become a professional doctor, maybe back in Satan City, maybe I'd run into Videl or Erasa there.
I decided to act on these thoughts and pulled out my phone, dialled my godmother's number and waited for her to answer. On the seventh ring Bulma picked up. "Hey Kiddo, what's up?" she asked with what I could tell to be a smile on her face.
"Nothing much, I just wanted some advice on the company in relation to something I want to do."
"And what's that 'Han?"
"I want to become an actual doctor, and I was wondering if I do could you take over as CEO for a while until I decide to return." I replied hurriedly, anxiety written into my voice.
"Sweetie, you don't need to be shy about all of this, I would be honoured to do that, your company is one of West City's top ten companies, it's actually third, behind both Capsule Corps. and Draxus Industries."
"I know but I feel as if I've been relying on you and my mom since I began this whole business."
"Now you listen here Gohan Son, you are my Godson, you are like an older brother to Trunks and like a son to me and Vegeta too, even though the stubborn bastard would never admit it to anyone. He's proud of you, even if he thinks that you are wasting your talents in martial arts he still has a lot more respect for you than he has for many others. If anyone should feel like they're relying on me too much it should be Vegeta, since he arrived on Earth he hasn't done anything to actually help Capsule Corps. bar getting me to make a few machines that help you Saiyans."
The phone line was silent from both sides for a minute. "B…Bulma?" I asked slowly.
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"Thank you, I needed that more than you'd believe."
"Oh, I think I could be able to imagine how much." She replied giggling softly.
"Can we sort this out in an hour?" I asked, wanting this over and done with so I could apply at Satan General Hospital.
"Sure, I'll leave the back door unlocked."
"Ok, see you soon Bulma!" I smiled.
The phone line cut and I was tempted to try and ring the hospital as soon as, but as for now I thought I deserved a rest. I gathered my things and left my office, letting my staff know I was leaving for the day. I quickly left the building and walked briskly walked over to my car, it was a new Jaguar C-X16, whilst being very posh, it didn't have the thrill that flying has. After leaving the car park I drove down the winding roads that lead away from the outskirts of West City and started to drive my way through a city I knew a well as I knew myself.
I arrived at Capsule Corps. twenty minutes earlier than anticipated so I parked in the underground car park. As I walked towards the building I remembered Bulma saying to use the back door, so I quickly made it around to the rear of the compound and floated up to the balcony where the back door was.
Using my senses I quickly located Bulma's smaller ki next to the much larger ones of Vegeta and Trunks. As I made it to them I heard the screaming contest had already begun.
"WOMAN! YOU WILL FIX THE GRAVITY ROOM OR YOU WON'T SEE THE BRAT FOR A YEAR!"
"AND WHO SAYS THAT ANY OF THE OTHERS WON'T FIND YOU AND KICK THE CRAP OUT OF YOU, MISTER 'PRINCE-OF-ALL-SAIYANS'!" Bulma shouted back, I truly felt sorry for Trunks, his family was more dysfunctional that my social skills.
"BULMA!" I yelled quickly to gain both adults attention.
"Oh… hey Gohan, I guess you came to sort out that business thing?"
"Yeah, I know I'm a bit early but I really wanted to sort it out as soon as, you know."
"Its fine Gohan, I'll just get the documents." She said hurriedly and rushed off to get said documents. I say Vegeta looking at me snidely, as if disgusted by my presence, which wasn't anything new.
"Yes, Vegeta, what is it?" I asked, eager to hear his response this time. Last time it was that he could tell I was distracted and that a Saiyan shouldn't be distracted.
"You haven't trained Kakka-brat, you look thin and again you seem easily distracted."
"And what business is that of yours?" I retorted.
"I am the Prince of All Saiyans, your prince and seeing as there are only four of us now, I intend to make sure that each of them are in the best conditions possible for battle, if there is another."
"Wow, Vegeta, you actually care." I mocked in his face smiling with glee, taunting Vegeta was always funny, especially when it was about his true feelings.
"You. Will. Be. Quiet. Boy!" He spat at me, clearly angered by my words, again.
Bulma arrived back before I could anger Vegeta any more so he was able to leave without me making him any more agitated.
"So Gohan, I've had all of this sorted with my lawyer so all I need for you to do is sign here," she indicated a dotted line, "here," another line, "here and then it can all be made official, Dragon Star Medical Supplies will be a merged affiliate of Capsule Corps."
I looked at both the documents and my Godmother with surprise, I honestly expected more than just a few forms and more legal bits, but now, it was down to just three of my signatures and another four of Bulma's were needed for this whole process to be over.
"Err… Bulma, what will happen to my profits and my own pay?"
"Oh… don't worry about that Gohan, you still made the company and I already gain profits from CC so you are keeping your profits ok."
"Y…you're sure?"
"Dende dammit Gohan, yes I'm bloody sure."
I quickly grabbed one of the pens on the table and jotted down my signature and handed the form back to Bulma who did the same. I stood up and gave her a huge, non-lethal hug, which was returned.
"Dende, it makes me feel so old when I realise that the small four year old I met at Kame House hugs me as an adult."
"Bulma you don't look a year older than when I first met you." I said, always being the gentleman.
Bulma gave me a cheeky smile and slapped my arm playfully.
*- The Next Day - *
I woke up in my apartment wondering if this was how true freedom felt like, no one relying on me to go anywhere. I relaxed and stretched out and then glanced at my alarm clock, it read 4:30 AM. I groaned at that, I hadn't had the lie in I wanted and now had nothing to do until two in the afternoon, I had thankfully been able to arrange an interview yesterday for becoming a professional doctor at Satan General. I had nine and a half hours to get there and be ready beforehand etc.
I decided that I would begin my non-lethal training, just basic stuff like push ups, vertical push ups and sit ups. I managed a few hundred of each when my stomach decided that it was time to eat.
After a massive meal that could have probably fed a large village, I set off towards Satan city, again by car, I didn't want to arouse any suspicion if I ran into anyone I knew from school, especially Videl, she'd probably start ranting on about the theory of "You are Saiyaman, aren't you Gohan?" again. Even though it was true, I still didn't want anyone knowing who I truly was in either my alter-ego or my normal self. I was too complex for any human to fully understand without being there.
After a couple of hours I arrived in Satan City, and to my amazement it hadn't changed at all, bar maybe a few new buildings, a new police station had been built and shown on the news but I'd skipped over after seeing Hercule Satan rant on about him being the best etc. I looked at my watch, the very same watch I had had throughout highschool, it read the time as being 10:32 AM. I still had just under four hours to waste so I went to a nearby arcade. I'll admit most of the staff were shocked to see a young twenty five year old man in a business suit going around playing the games there but they must have shrugged it off as a bet because after three hours of wasting money in the arcade I finally decided to take a casual stroll around the city I once knew.
As I walked by the main street I passed one of those TV selling stores with a few behind the glass window, showing to my amazement, Sharpener Lead, the blonde jock at highschool on the news.
'So he had followed his hidden desire to present the news.' I chuckled at the thought, brash obnoxious Sharpie, was a well off business man with short hair, he must have decided that his long locks weren't getting him anywhere in life. I carried on watching until I was told to leave by the store owner, muttering something about how I wasn't buying so I couldn't stay sort of thing, asshole.
Thanks for reading guys, I know this isn't the most dramatic chapter ever but I just wanted some way of getting Gohan back to Satan City, and finally Sharpener has finally gotten rid of his stupidly long hair.
Hopefully I'll be able to put Videl, Erasa and Sharpener in the actual conversations next chapter, but for now I think I'm going to have a break, until next time.
OotA