Summary: What if Goten wasn't ChiChi's second son… What if he was Gohan's? I suck at summaries, read to find out more if you're that interested.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z in the least bit, if I did… well… They woulda been doin this in the actual anime, now wouldn't they?
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I sat at my desk as usual, working on my math equations. Mother's orders, something about staying ahead and being successful in life, like I care. I never wanted to be this great scholar that she had in mind for me, I just wanted to be like my daddy. An amazing Warrior… the protector of Earth. But mother has other plans for me she seems to think that I'm going to be this great scholar because she decided I was going to be BEFORE I was born. It's not fair. I'd rather be outside training with my dad, the most powerful man in the universe.
Dad… thinking about him makes my stomach go in knots. I don't understand these feelings… At first they were how a son was supposed to feel about his father, but lately… seeing him… my breath is taken away from his beauty. I don't understand how he' so beautiful, it's stunning. Just the simple fact I find my father attractive freaks me out to no end, are children supposed to find their parents attractive? Does this make me a freak? What would he say if he found out? Would he disown me, or royally kick my ass?
I'm shaken out of my thoughts when mom starts banging pots and pans around getting dinner started. I hear her ranting and raving under her breath about whatever Daddy has done this time to cause her agitation. "That man, I swear! I told him to be back in time for dinner, is he? NO! You'd think he'd want to be here with his family. Is that too much to ask?!"
I sigh in frustration, it's always the same, she's so verbally abusive to him. But daddy doesn't care; he just takes it in with a smile on his face. Another thing I love about him so much always has a smile on his face.
"GOHAN!!!!!!" I hear her scream from the kitchen. It's not like she has to yell, our house isn't THAT big.
I quickly run down to the kitchen to see what's the problem this time, although I'm dreading seeing her, lately I haven't wanted anything to do with her. She just grates on every last nerve with the way she treats us.
"Gohan!" She screams not knowing I'm there, since her back is turned.
"I'm right here Mom…" I say with agitation clearly in my voice, I can't help to not be agitated with the way she bosses me around all the time. This is certainly not how any other parent would treat their children.
"Don't you give me that attitude young man! Where is your father?! I told him to be home half an hour ago, and he's still out doing, Kami only knows what!"
I sigh… same old thing, different time of the day. I don't care that Daddy is outside doing what makes him happy. If he wants to go fishing, or watch baby pterodactyls' that's his prerogative, have at it. "Well mom, you know how he is, he loses track of time doing something he actually enjoys doing… unlike me…" I add under my breath.
Mom turns to me, her black eyes flashing dangerously with anger, "How dare you take that tone of voice with me young man! Is it a crime for me to want my family together for dinner? What's there outside that isn't in here? Well for one, his family isn't out there, and he should care more about us than what's going on out there!"
Again I sigh, because there's no reasoning with her when she's hysterical like this. It's giving me a headache. I shake my head feeling courageous, "Why can't you just be happy that he's even still with you? After all you treat him like a child. He's not a child, yet you treat him like one? Last time I checked he was a grown man that could make his own choices."
Her mouth opens in shock and I can't help think she looks like a fish. It doesn't last long, because her mouth sets into an angry line, and her eyes flash dangerously. Not that I'm scared, she's a mosquito compared to me. Out of nowhere her hand flies to my face, I don't have enough time to stop it, and it connects with my left cheek. I gasp and my hand goes to my cheek, not that it hurt… I was more shocked than anything she's never hit me before…
"How dare you speak to me like that! While he's off doing whatever it is he's doing…" She trails off with a dirty glare out the window, "I've been here making sure you keep up with your studies to ensure you have the best education possible! You will NOT be a slacker in life if there's anything I have to say about it young man!" Her eyes are hard as rock with suppressed anger.
I glare at her and shoot her a look that would have killed her ten times over if looks could kill. I turn to leave but her hand shoots out to grab me, this time I'm ready for it though, I turn quickly and grab her wrist, squeezing it hard enough to make her gasp in pain. "Oh ho ho, you're a big boy are you now? Big boys like you don't live at home now do they? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
I shoot her another dirty look and take off into the air, locking onto Daddy's Ki. I begin flying to him, my mind still rolling ideas around on how exactly I'm going to explain this one. He's always made me apologize and come home after a fight with Mother. Not this time, this time I'm going to tell him exactly what happened.
I don't even notice when I run into a muscular chest. My eyes slowly raise to meet his dark brown orbs, they're so beautiful. I momentarily lose the ability to breath. He's so stunning it's out of this world.
"Hey son! I was just coming home with dinner!" He raises a fish up to emphasize his point.
I don't meet his gaze, shame filling me up. He's gonna be so mad when I tell him I fought with mom again. Especially when I tell him what it was about…
"Are you all right son? You don't look so good… and why is your cheek red?" I quickly raise my hand to rub at the red spot that was there. I still couldn't meet his gaze, "Mom and I got into an argument, and she told me to leave Daddy… She kept saying you were more or less worthless, and I couldn't take it anymore."
His eyes harden and he grabs my hand, "Gohan, we're not going to stay with your mother anymore. I don't care what she says, but nobody is going to hit my son and get away with it."
I look up at him, with disbelief. I've never heard him this furious… This happy-go-lucky man, sounded almost like Freiza. It was kinda sexy… "But Daddy… Where are we going to live? We don't have any money and… and…" I'm cut off when he runs a hand through my hair. I nuzzle his hand almost without thinking, and look up at him. He has a smile on his face, it just makes him that much more beautiful. My gut wretches with guilt, should I be feeling this for my FATHER?
"Don't worry son, Bulma will help us out. She's been my friend for so long, I'd be surprised if she didn't hop up and down."
I smile and begin to fly to Capsule Corp. only to be stopped by him. I give him a look and he begins flying towards home… Home… not anymore now is it?
He just grins at me and we land in front of the house. Mother is inside and as always after a fight, she's sitting at the table waiting for Daddy to tell her side of the story. Guess what Mother, not gonna work this time.
"Oh Goku! Your back! I couldn't stop him, he was out of control, and… and…" She loses her thought process when she finally see's the look he gives her. Man that look is kinda like the one I gave her earlier. "Goku… what is it?"
He glares at her and turns to me, "Go back your things son, I'll be up in a minute…" I grin and rush up to my old room and pack what little I have. Not even bothering with the studying books, I grab the gi that looks like Piccolo's, and a few other things. My Saiyan armor is left there, a cold reminder to Mother. I stop in shock when I hear Daddy's voice raise. He's shouting at her, he's NEVER shouted at her before.
"How DARE you hit my son?! You're lucky you're the mother of my son, and a woman, if not I would have laid you out for treating him this way."
I smirk in triumph and decide to rush downstairs with the small bag around my shoulders. Seeing mother there in complete and utter shock is something I can't miss.
When I get downstairs mother is sitting at the table, head bent over shoulders heaving. Is she crying…? No, can't be, mother is too strong to let any of us see her cry. Shrugging I shuffle over to Daddy, trying to be as invisible to mother as possible, not wanting to agitate the situation further. "Daddy, I'm ready…"
He smiles at me, hmm, pretty smile, and motions for me to follow. We get to the door when a frying pan hits him in the head. It doesn't phase him in the least bit, and we continue our journey…
Next chapter: On to Capsule Corp.
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