Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to any character, location, or event that may pertain to another's work. I am simply adding salt to the chef's dish.

Author's Note: Welcome to my first fanfic! I do hope my writing will be satisfactory for you, the person who took time to read this. I have no plans on how long I'll make this. I guess it will depend on if people are interested in it, having time to write, and ultimately if I stay interested. I won't leave it unfinished, but it may not be the grandiose ending the story may or may not deserve at that point. Well without further ado, hopefully, enjoy.

Actually I lied, Just to get it out there, any thoughts will be in italics.

Questions (Prologue)

"Where did I come from?" Goku asked his grandpa, interrupting their sparring session. For as long as he could remember, they had been living in a little hut in the forest. He had always been contempt with his life, just him and his grandpa Gohan roughing it. Being able to provide for himself and martial arts were just about all he knew. He had no reason to question life, but it was spring and he had started to wonder if he came about in a similar fashion as the wildlife of the forest.

"Well" Gohan mulled "When there are two people who like each other, they get together and make a baby. That's where all life comes from." He knew that Goku would accept it at that. Gohan didn't really know where the little boy came from, but that much should be true. "That includes you." He finished with a little gibe that Goku probably wouldn't even notice. Goku would frequently give the old man a laugh with his innocence.

"Let's make babies then!" Goku said enthusiastically.

With this statement, Gohan sputtered to a cackling heap on the ground. "It doesn't work quite like that." He managed to get out between bouts of laughter.

"What's so funny?" Goku pouted.

Clearing his throat and gaining control of his body again, Gohan continued. "We can't because you have to have a boy and a girl to make a baby. Even though we like each other, we don't like each other in that way."

"What way is that?" Goku pressed.

This boy is really curious all of a sudden! How can I put this. "Well you know your pee-pee?" Goku nodded. "When you like a girl in that way, it gets hard and... well..." Gohan was getting slightly flustered. He didn't think he'd have to go into detail. "...Well whenever you do find a girl you like, in that way, she'll tell you what to do with it." Gohan said, using a cop out.

Goku pondered this for a second "So, you can't like a boy in that way?"

"Well I suppose you can like anyone you want, it's not my decision. Whoever makes you happy and creates a feeling of butterflies in your stomach, regardless of them being a boy or girl, should be the person you like." Gohan was proud of what he said. He had been able to circumvent the awkward portion and say something quite nice.

"You make me happy, but I don't feel any butterflies in my stomach. Is there another word for that?" Goku was puzzled, but glad that it didn't matter if it were a boy and not a stinky girl he liked.

"When you find someone who makes you feel butterflies, that's called love. We like each other. Do you understand now?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Goku said, still not fully satisfied, but he was getting antsy and wanted to continue fighting. "Let's finish this old man!"

"I can still beat you, shrimp!" Gohan yelled as he jumped into the fray, glad the barrage of questions was over.

Thus marked the end of an unusual lesson that was soon to be forgotten. Well, until he was dragged out into the world on a quest for the seven Dragon Balls.

End Note: Well that's the end of the prologue. I hope you liked it and can see the potential in the story. I will say that there will be yaoi later on, nothing really major, more like fluff. Rate and Review what you deem to be appropriate and I'll see you next chapter! Also actual chapters will be longer. This is just a little setup.

~Fifer Terst~