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Just Like Daddy

This is Amiss

"Make sure you have all your books ready, Gohan. I'd rather you aren't late today." Chichi murmured from over the stove where she scrambled some eggs for the youngest Son. Goten sat intently at the kitchen table, fork in hand, sniffing at the air while his mother made the eggs. The bacon was done already, but he wasn't allowed to eat it until everything was done and everyone was at the table. Everyone. Goku wasn't home; he wouldn't be at the table. Come to think of it, Goten had never met his father, so to him the only thing he really had was Gohan.

Gohan stepped into the room with his usual orange star uniform on, the crest at the top of his shirt. His green eyes observed the room for a moment before landing on his mother, hunched over the stove. Without second thought, he grabbed some dishes from the cupboard and set them out on the table. "Want some milk, Goten?" Goten frantically nodded, signaling to Gohan that he did. After the milk was poured in all three glasses, Chichi set the rest of breakfast on the table.

"Brush your hair; I don't want you looking like an alien today." Chichi demanded, shanking some eggs with her fork.

"But mom…I am an alien." Gohan murmured quietly, stabbing at his own food. He wasn't in a great mood that morning; Goten had woken him up by jumping repeatedly on his feet. He didn't mind his brother, he minded getting up earlier than necessary. And yet, he couldn't explain why, he loved having Goten around him.

"Can I come to school with you today?" Goten asked, practically hovering out of his chair. Gohan was positive he was hovering. "Please? I won't get in trouble! You won't even notice I'm there!"

"Goten, not today. I would get in a lot of trouble, and you wouldn't understand what we're learning anyway." Gohan didn't mean to put him down, but sometimes the older brother in him had the final say in situations like this. "Besides, I have a hunch that you wouldn't like it."

"Why?" Chichi demanded, glaring at her oldest son. "Is it because he's too young to go to high school?"

"Aww mom, come on. You already got one scholar." That comment earned him the darkest glare he'd ever seen. "But I suppose there's nothing wrong with having two."

"You started studying when you were his age, so why can't he?" This argument was a loss; he couldn't help but try to win anyway.

"Because," Gohan whispered. "I don't want them to know what we really are. If they see Goten, they'll know. We're almost identical. Mom, where's Dad?"

"H-he's on business," Chichi faltered with her lie, Goten picked up on it right away. "Out West."

"Where is daddy?" Goten inquired softly, unaware of how it hurt Chichi when he asked. "Will he come home soon?"

"Goten," Gohan began, gathering up the dishes. He remained strong where Chichi couldn't. "He wants to come home, I promise you that. He wants to meet you in the worst way possible, but he can't. He has other obligations."

"Mom says family comes first." The little boy raised his voice slightly, but Gohan's stayed the same even tone.

"Family always comes first; except when you're saving the world. Then it's everyone else before you." He could almost feel Chichi's glare from under her hands. "But let's hope it never comes to that, ok kiddo?"

"Saving the world?" Little green eyes gazed up at the oldest Son, but they didn't get an immediate response.

"Like in Trunks' video games; you know how they say 'never leave a fallen comrade'?" The littlest one nodded, signaling him to continue. "That's what I mean. If someone gets hurt, you take care of them first. I have to get to school, want to walk with me?"

"Can I?" Chichi nodded slowly, knowing Gohan would take good care of him. Goten hopped up instantly, smiling at his mother as he ran down the hall to grab his jacket. "Thanks mom!"

"So what's dad like?" Little hands were clamped tightly in his older brother's, sitting in front of him on Nimbus. Gohan's back went rigid as he heard Goten's words. He'd never expected him to ask, but now he was stuck. "Was he nice? Did he love mommy?"

"He loved mom a great deal; more than we'll ever know. Things between them were perfect but dad got into a big fight with someone. You know how men are with their ego—"

"What's an ego? Is that a waffle?" Goten asked, peering up at his brother.

"It's when you get-yeah, it's a waffle." Gohan answered, continuing his story. "This fight was a big, bad, terrible fight. No one really expected a winner – so dad decided he was going to solve the problem and move far away. Well, the man he was fighting with, he went with him, so dad figured it was best. This way, he wouldn't have to see us get hurt by his fighting."

"Why was he fighting? I thought he was a businessman? Didn't he think it would hurt to see him go far away? What did mommy say?" Gohan couldn't help it, even with years of training, his brother's words were too much for him to handle.

"He was fighting because he wanted to protect us. The man threatened to kill mom, and dad loved her so much that he wouldn't let it happen. And he knew it would hurt us, but he also knew that there were other things that needed to be done. Mom was devastated by his decision, but she knew she would always have me, and later on she found out about you…so in the end, she always had her little piece of Go-dad."

"What was his name?"

Gohan wasn't sure if he wanted to answer that or not. He paused, thinking about what he would say. If he said the actual name, he would know who it was; he had been on the news multiple times. "Another time, ok kiddo?"

"Trunks says daddy fought all the time. He said he could never take down Vegeta."

Gohan scoffed slightly, imagining the Saiyan prince talking highly of his own father; the same one who died multiple times in the years. But he couldn't say he was all bad – Vegeta, though he did try to kill Goku – did turn to the good side. "I guess you could say that; Vegeta never made the ultimate sacrifice because he knew it would save people."

"Ultimate sacrifice?"

"Yeah, he never left his whole family behind to save the world. But he's not a bad person, so we won't talk bad about him." Lost in his thoughts, Gohan barely heard his brother shouting excitedly. "What?"

"We're here!" Nimbus had stopped, hovered over the building, and then dropped slightly so the oldest child could dive off. "How do you get down there?"

So much for Goten's normal life; ruffling his brother's hair, he hopped off the side and glided to the roof of the building. "I'll see you back home. Nimbus knows what to do."

"Nimbus, huh?" Videl stared at Gohan through the doorway of the steps. This whole situation was getting weirder and weirder. "What else are you hiding from me?"

"Oh, hey, Videl!" Gohan barely noticed her in the hallway, he didn't even hear what she'd said, but he knew she was scheming again. Plastering a smile on his face, he walked slowly passed her.

"Stop right there." She stepped up to him, standing toe to toe with him. "I know your secret."

"My…my secret? Umm…what secret?" Gohan stammered over his words, but he wasn't sure if he was lost in her eyes, or her own words. "I don't have any secrets, Videl."

"You're also a terrible liar." She paced around him, studying his features intently. He was hiding something; she could tell by the way he was acting. If there was one thing she hated the most, it was when she didn't knowing what was happening in the school. He had a son, he could fly, and he could – quite possibly – be the golden haired fighter. The last one seemed more unlikely than the second. "Gohan, where did you transfer from…the school had a name, didn't it?"

"I was home schooled." He blinked, peering over her shoulder as she walked beside him. He could never explain why, but he liked her. She stood up to him, she fought back, and she wasn't afraid to tell him what she thought. But he also felt there was no way they could ever be together. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, no reason." That had checked out at least; but some things about him were still confusing to her. Why did he look so familiar? She had seen that same face before, and she couldn't place why. The name itself was familiar to her, and yet she couldn't, for the life of her, figure out why. "I noticed you're always walking around town late at night."

"I work in town…doing odd jobs. Did I do something wrong? Am I in your territory or something?" He leaned against a locker, letting her pace in front of him again. She was cute, tapping her finger on her lips as she paced. "Videl, we're going to be late for class."

"I have an excuse, what's yours?"

"My car broke down." Gohan answered without thought. It would have been believable…if he had a car. And everyone in school knew he didn't drive. "I didn't think that through very well. Look, Videl, I just want to go to class. I have things I need to take care of at home."

Take care of. That confirmed her suspicion about Goten, but now to find out who the mother was. Who was that blue haired woman? There was no way she could be the mother…but then again, black is a dominant color, so it would have overhauled the blue. As for the green eyes, that was a little trickier to explain. But the boy looked nothing like her, so it couldn't be possible. And he was too old to be Angela's kid. "Who's the mother?" Videl blurted out without thinking.

"Son Chichi." Gohan answered, thinking she was talking about his mother. He'd never actually thought about it before, but he had never told this woman who his mother was. "Why?"

"No reasons…thank you for answering." Son Chichi…had she taken on his name so it would be less embarrassing to have the child out of wedlock…or was he really married? This would be an impossible theory to find out unless she followed him some more. His parents were away on business, so as far as she knew, it was just him and the boy…possibly the mother. But now the theory seemed so much more real to her. "You should get to class; you're going to be late."

"Gohan!" Angela shouted from the back of the class. Even though he'd left Angela, the girl seemed to have it in her head that they were still a couple. It didn't bother him nearly as much as the fact that she had spread it around the school they were together. As far as he was concerned, there was nothing between them. "Sit with me, snookers!"

Without rhyme or reason, Gohan turned into the second row and took a seat beside Erasa instead. He had absolutely no reason to sit with Angela. Now, of course, she was going to spread more rumors about him – its what she did. "Hey Erasa, did you get the notes from yesterday?"

"Oh yes, Videl lent them to me, thank you. Did you hear that a boy in our class has a son? It's almost unreal! And the boy is about four, so he must have had him in primary school!" Erasa knew there was no way it was him, but something inside her wanted to confirm what Videl had said. "Can you believe it? A kid!"

"It's not uncommon…not as long as people like Angela are around." Sharpener announced from the other side of Erasa. Apparently everyone had heard of Angela's little stunt with Gohan, and more than a few students were appalled. The other half was offended. "There's something not quite right about that girl, if you ask me."

"Where is Videl?" Erasa asked Sharpener, not really receiving an answer. "I guess she's out fighting crime again. Satan city never sleeps…kind of like Gotham."

"She's not Batman, and as far as I know, she's never worn a cape; unless she's Cat-Woman. Me-yow." Sharpener murmured, waiting for Erasa to bash him on the head again.

"I just saw her in the hallway," Gohan answered. Before he could say another word, she stepped into the classroom. Instantly his eyes met with her sky-blue ones and he followed her gaze to the back row of the classroom. Angela. "Um, why is she talking to Angela?"

"Probably warning her to back off of you-" Sharpener felt a sharp jab in his ribs, most likely from Erasa. "You know, that kid that has kids."

"I see." Gohan resigned himself to his books, deciding it was none of his business. But if the girl he loved and the girl he loathed were getting along, surely a new threat would be born. And he was positive he wouldn't be able to handle this threat. "Sharpener, Erasa…I have to tell you something. But I don't want you to tell Videl."

Both of them were eager to hear his words, eyes dancing with anticipation. He was going to confirm their theory; all it would take was one word from him. What he said, however, was not what they wanted to hear.

"I didn't really like Angela. She was rude and nasty, and all she wanted was for me to give up everything to be with her. What kind of woman does that?"

"The kind who's after your money?" Sharpener asked, wondering how in the hell that even came up.

"Money? I don't even have a job." Gohan answered, peering curiously at Videl again. "I wonder…if I was the student that had a kid, would she be this interested in me."

"Trust me," Sharpener answered. "She'd be fawning all over you. Videl loves kids…you should see how she is with them. I bet she would love yours."

"Probably." Gohan sighed and stared at his books. Too bad he didn't have a kid. That would make her fall in love with him for sure. So what if he didn't have a kid? He had the next best thing!

Short chapters FTW! Updates won't be as often as I hoped. I'm getting backlogged with a lot of things. Soldier's Creed is on hiatus until further notice, so don't get upset when I don't update it. I ran out of ideas -_-. This one is a little sketchy as well, mostly because I didn't pre-plan it before I posted chapter one. So I have to work out a plan before it gets all over the place like SC did. Anyway, read, review…do what you want. And when you review, I would love love LOVE a long review. I like having something to read. To the person who sent me the five paragraph email on SC, I love you. I really do. (That was NOT Sarcasm)