Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. I don't want to have to put this on every chapter, so I am going to say it goes for all chapters: I don't own or have any affiliation with Toei Animation or Akira Toriyama, so every chapter I put in this fanfic is all…fiction.

Gohan made it back inside his room without being detected. However, something wasn't right… his door was open….

"GOHAN WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Chi-Chi came barging through with an expression of livid anger.

"Sorry Mom I was just talking to Piccolo and asked him some questions like –"

"LIKE WHAT?! ABOUT TRAINING?! N-O GOHAN, YOUR FIGHTING DAYS ARE OVER" Chi-Chi stopped yelling, and sighed sadly "I can't bear the thought of losing two of my men. Losing Goku was hard enough, but losing you would push me over the edge."

Any sympathy he had for his mother dissipated rather quickly.

"How will I get killed if I'm only training and I'm the world's strongest being? I can always train for 6 hours a day. That leaves 18 hours to sleep, look after Goten, and study."

"Look, I don't want you leaving the house without my permission" Chi-Chi replied.

"I get it. You don't trust Piccolo right? You still think he's evil don't you? There's no use denying it" Gohan replied, in a rather testy tone. This inflamed Chi-Chi even more.

"THAT GREEN GOOD-FOR-NOTHING IS NOT MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR FAMILY"

"No mother! I can't have you disrespect my mentor like that. What good is a family if its not even intact for more than a few months at a time?" Gohan had lost his patience and was rapidly losing his temper.

"Why you – how DARE YOU???" Chi-chi raised her hand to slap him. Gohan was confident that she would put her hand down, but she continued and made contact with his face.

Normally, Gohan would feel humiliated for talking back to his mother and put his head down after a fresh hit to his cheek. Today was not a normal day, and Gohan clenched his fists and felt a hidden rage well up inside of him. All of his kindness towards his mother had been forced for the last three years, and now he felt the hatred consume him.

While he still had some control left, he shed a single tear for his mother and blasted through the open window.

After flying for a few miles, he finally let his anger out/

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" His ki instantly flared and he turned into a Super Saiyan. The anger still consumed him and he ascended to Super Saiyan 2. His golden aura jutted out at least two feet from his body, and sparks of electricity covered much of his body, which now had increased muscle mass. His hair had grown slightly longer and stuck straight up, with a bang of hair resting against his forehead.

As he finally came to his senses, Gohan realized he was no longer sad. This was the beginning of a new life. Changes were going to be made, and Gohan would live his life the way he wanted, free of anyone else's demands. A smile spread over his lips, and with a burst of ki he flew off to meet Piccolo.

When he arrived at Piccolo's spot, he saw that the Namek was actually standing in the air with folded arms. "Back so soon?" he asked.

"Yes, and now we can train for as long as we wont. I don't think I'll be returning to my 'home' anytime soon, if you can even call it that" Gohan was still smirking

"What?! Where are you going to live?" Piccolo did not expect this at all.

"I don't know, " replied Gohan "I'll probably have to make some money first if I want to get a residence in city. The next martial arts tournament is in four months, so until then I guess I will get used to sleeping on dirt."

"Gohan I don't know what to say. Your mother needs you, why aren't you going back?"

Gohan sighed. "Because, Piccolo, you're the only person I trust. You have the proper disposition of a fighter, and you aren't crazy like Chi-Chi"

"Did you just refer to your mom by her name?!" Piccolo could not understand what was happening.

"I have no mother, no father, no brother, no family…I have no loyalties to anyone now. I'm a new person, and I intend to change. My only loyalties are to the people who have helped me grow as a person since my early childhood…the Nameks"

"What is wrong with you? You live on planet EARTH!" Piccolo thought.

"Yes, it may seem ironic enough. We both know how important you have been to my life, and Dende was the first friend I made on Namek. Now that he is guardian of the Earth, it is clear he has the Earth's best interests at heart. Most other Nameks are good-willed and easy to talk to, unlike the obstinate and arrogant idiots running planet Earth. Of course, it doesn't hurt that you are the creators of the dragonballs either."

For once Piccolo found himself trying to take everything in.

"Once I learn Instant Transmission I'll be able to visit every now and then"

"WHAT?" the last comment caught Piccolo completely off-guard. "Only your father knows that technique!"

"You mean Goku? Yes, but he learned it from the people at planet Yardrat. I need Bulma to give me the coordinates for Yardrat as well as a spaceship…however this may need some time as Vegeta will probably mess something up. Until then, we have to find the dragonballs. We have to go to Capsule Corp in the morning to get the radar."

"Fine, let's do that tomorrow. But before you go to sleep, can you tell me why you decided to abandon your family?"

"Surely….Chi-Chi personally attacked you, and I had to defend you because you're the only person whose words I still listen to."

Unable to control Super Saiyan 2, he powered down and his hair reverted to black. "Damn, it's been a while since I took it to that level. I'm gonna have to work on sustaining Super Saiyan 2 the way I sustained my regular Super Saiyan form before the Cell Games. Goodnight Piccolo." And with that he let himself fall asleep crash to the soft grass.

"I sure hope you know what you're doing, kid."