Mirai Majin Buu
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Dragon Ball Z
A/N: The scene where Gohan demonstrates his new powers is more or less inspired by Bruce Faulconer's "SSJ3 Power Up" from one of the DBZ soundtrack.
Makaialexa: Yeah! Oh don't worry! There will be PLENTY of action later on! And some Veggie action too… though he gets a lesson taught to him first… oops – said too much! Wait and see!!
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Gohan blinked in shock when he was all of a sudden bombarded by excited question from his friends; apparently they thought it was "awesome" and wanted to know more. Gohan held his hands up in an attempt to slow down the questions and laughed at the excitement. Meanwhile, Videl turned from the group and grabbed her cell-phone from her pocket – she had enough waiting, she wanted to see her parents now.
"Um… hello? Satan residence… Hercule Speaking..." Hercule Satan's voice sounded from the other line.
'He sounds confused… maybe he doesn't remember dying…' Videl thought before answering. "DADDY!"
"V-Videl? Is that really you?! I thought I'd never hear my precious little girl's voice again!" Hercule cried happily.
"Daddy, I'm at Capsule Corporations with… someone special I want you to meet… can you and mom make it over here?" Videl asked anxiously.
"Someone special? Sure I'll be right over pumpkin!" Hercule said, ignoring Videl's addition of "mom" in the request, 'Oh no... I hope she doesn't take this badly...' he thought and after short goodbyes the call was ended and Videl turned back to the group.
"What's the deal here?" Videl whispered to Trunks.
"Well, all I know is, Gohan used to be very different when they knew him… but they don't seems to be taking the new him bad, in fact, from all the questions I'd say they're happy about it…" Trunks answered. The questions had slowed, thanks to Piccolo barking at the three to calm down and give Gohan a proper chance to reply. Suddenly a helicopter was heard overhead; the group stopped talking and looked up to see it land nearby. Videl smiled as the door to the aircraft opened and a familiar man jumped out.
"SWEET PEE!!" Hercule Satan cried as he ran over and embraced his daughter. Videl laughed happily and returned the hug enthusiastically.
"Daddy!" She cried and let him smother her with hugs and kisses. After a while father and daughter pulled away and Hercule looked her over.
"Oh Videl… you look so much like your mother…" He said tearfully. Videl smiled, hiding a blush from the comment and turned to the others there who were looking on at them curiously but for the moment Videl ignored that in favor of giving her father her attention.
"Daddy… where is mom?" Videl suddenly questioned, glancing around her but not really expecting to see her. Hercule's jaw set and his expression hardened a fraction, unsure how to tell his daughter the bad news.
"Honey… I'm… I'm sorry; I met with your mother back home and… well..." Hercule trailed off, remembering his discussion with his wife moments earlier.
"Darling! You're alive! Come on, let's go fine Videl!" Hercule tried to pull on his wife's hand but she yanked it free; he turned to her, giving her a confused and hurt look but she held her ground firmly.
"Hercule. I've had it – I know this was your fault! You're always showing off and getting in trouble! Those damn punks that killed us probably did because of YOU! I've had it with this kind of life, always being worried about getting killed because of you… I'm leaving." She finallly said.
Hercule could hardly believe what he was hearing. "B-B-But hun! What about Videl?!" He questioned and felt a sick sense of realization hit him when he saw the patronizing, smug look in his wife's face.
"That little brat? She can take care of herself… that is, if she's not taking care of you." she spat cruelly, "I never wanted to have her with you anyway. I just married you for your money." And with that Hercule watched his wife turn on her heals and walk off. "You'll be getting your divorce papers in the mail… that is… if you actually know how to read without one of your servants doing it for you." Was the last thing Hercule heard before the woman he thought loved him was out of his life forever.
"She's…" Videl trailed off in fear.
"Oh no no, she's not dead… but I think it's worse… She left us sweetie… Said she couldn't handle being with me anymore…" Hercule explained, aware of the sympathetic looks from the group they were receiving. 'Can't those kids mind their own businesses? And why is my baby girl holding some… um… scrawny kid's hand…?' he wondered, glancing back into his daughter's face and surprised when he didn't see the least bit of sadness.
"If you're wondering why I'm not sad it's… well, I am a little sad but I kinda always knew that Mom never really wanted to be with us… she was always out doing "business" whatever that meant – which I'm sure is anything but business – and never really looking at us in the eyes when she did speak to us… I stopped crying over her when I was seven…" Videl admitted, sighing and smiling at Gohan when he squeezed her hand supportively.
"Well… I… I suppose you're right." Hercule let out a breath, thankful his daughter was not too upset about the news.
"Enough about that though okay? What's done is done I guess…" Videl sighed and then turned to the man standing by her, "Daddy… I'd like you to meet someone…" Videl said turning to her fiancé and taking his arm, letting him lace her fingers with his. Hercule scrutinized Gohan momentarily before turning to his daughter again, a worried tone evident in his voice.
"And who is your scrawny friend?" Hercule asked, sizing Gohan and trying to hide how impressed he was at how strong the younger man looked. "He's not your boyfriend is he?!" Hercule asked worriedly, seeing how Videl hung on the "boy's" arm.
"He's my fiancé daddy…" Videl answered simply.
"WHAT?!" Hercule cried in disbelief. Gohan had been relieved when the sudden appearance of Videl's father promptly shut the inquiries of his friends up but now… now he hoped it wasn't for nothing.
"Hello Sir. Gohan Son." Gohan said politely, holding out his hand to the older man. Hercule narrowed his eyes walked up to him.
"You're her fiancé huh? Well I won't accept it! Not unless you can beat my strength! Arm wrestling – I challenge you to arm wrestling for my little girl's hand! I have never lost – if you beat me… then you can marry her." Hercule growled. Gohan blinked in shock at the man and withdrew his hand slowly, glancing down at his fiancé who huffed angrily and walked up to her father. Hercule recoiled from the fury in his daughter's eyes and took steps back as Videl stormed toward him.
"DADDY! How dare you!" Videl snapped.
"B-But Videl!" Hercule tried, but was silenced.
"Daddy, no matter what you say, I'm not a little girl anymore – I love Gohan and I am marrying him whether you like it or not. You've always trusted me so why stop now? Gohan is a good and strong man worthy of your praise" Videl scolded, her voice softening as she spoke until it held affection. Hercule sighed in defeat, knowing everything she had told him was true – she was not little anymore, she had the right to choose whoever she wanted to marry, and he did trust her.
"Okay sweetie…" He relented and was relieved that his daughter was not so angry with him anymore as she hugged him. Hercule turned to Gohan with a critical eye. "I expect you to treat my little-" he paused at the tolerant look in his daughter's eyes and quickly corrected himself. "…my daughter - like a Queen. Understand?" He demanded.
Gohan relaxed and grinned at the older man. "Absolutely Sir – I wouldn't treat her any less." He promised and shook Hercule's offered hand firmly. Hercule blinked in surprise – he had put in all his strength into the handshake and it didn't even seem to faze the young man.
'Maybe he's not as weak as I thought…' Hercule thought and grinned back at Gohan. 'At least I'm still the champ!' Hercule thought gleefully.
"Whoa… Gohan wasn't kidding… he's actually getting married!" Yamcha sputtered before gasping as he was tackled to the floor.
"YAMCHA!!" Bulma cried happily. Yamcha laughed and lifted his friend off him, spinning her around and setting her back down so she could give and receive hugs from the others around. "Hello Vegeta." She said after a while, turning the shadowy figure that leaned against a tree nearby. Vegeta sneered but lifted a hand from his arms-crossed position anyway. Vegeta eyed the woman from his spot as she turned back to her friends, letting his eyes travel along her long legs in appreciation before snorting, turning, and walking inside – as if he's actually admit his attraction to the fiery woman...
"Gohan!" Gohan turned to Krillin and smiled at him, letting him know he had his attention. "I'm probably not the only one here that's anxious to see what you can do bro!" He said.
"Yeah! Show us what you can do now Gohan!" Tien suggested with a smirk, crossing his arms and waiting.
Gohan scratched the back of his head and shrugged, "Alright…" he said before backing up from the group and concentrating in the power within in.
"Man this should be good…" Krillin commented excitedly, grinning from ear to ear in anticipation for a great show; he felt a pang in his heart when he was suddenly reminded of a similar situation but with Goku instead.
"Alright – stand back." Gohan warned as he collected the power within him. Soon the deep rumble in Gohan's throat turned into a battle cry as he screamed, forcing his Ki to burst out of him, coating his body in a white aura; as he began to transform the group of friends were transfixed by the site of his power – his hair turned to gold and grew as it stood on end, his face sharpened and his shirt tore slightly as his muscle-mass expanded.
Gohan's battle-cry ended abruptly, his fists clenched tightly in the air as his prominent brow ridges drew together in concentration. "There…" He grunted, forcing his body to relax but maintain his transformed state – it was hard considering he had never practiced staying in the third ascension for more than a few minutes, but now was as good a time as any to get used to it
'This is unbelievable… I remember when he cried at the idea of spending a few days in the wilderness alone… when he was too scared to attack when we needed help… when even Vegeta was a challenge for him… he's gone so far… I knew he had incredible power within him just waiting to be unleashed but… this is far more than I would have ever imagined…' Though Piccolo as he observed the strength in this man before him.
Soon Gohan sighed and relaxed completely, letting his ascended state dissipate into his normal form. He turned to look at the astonished group and frowned thoughtfully. "That… was the third ascension of a Super-Saiyan…" He paused for the once again shocked gazes from his friends. "You all saw how my father tried to fight as a Super-Saiyan… before the heart-decease did it's job… well, when he died, followed by the rest of you… something in me snapped, and I became a Super-Saiyan… I was however, unable to defeat the Androids – if it hadn't been for Videl, I wouldn't have survived." He explained, walking toward the astonished group and analyzing them carefully.
'Damnit… first his third-class Saiyan of a father turns into a Super-Saiyan before me the Prince of ALL Saiyans… then his whelp does so as well! And then surpasses even THAT!' Vegeta thought vehemently. Boy would he get a surprise when he learned the son he never knew could as well…
"With enough training, I was able to surpass my own limitations – ascend higher than I ever thought was possible… now I'm going to make you, all of you, a proposition… to anyone who wants it - I'll be willing to train you." Gohan announced, considering that he did an okay job training Trunks anyway.
"You? Train us?" Piccolo asked surprised. When he had been alive Gohan had not even been eleven yet… he hadn't even gotten close to the power he was capable of – he even still locked up when in a serious fight… now he, this man who was a boy when he knew him, was proposing to train them – him? 'How… ironic…' he thought, feeling himself smirk despite his shock.
Gohan blinked and nodded seriously. "Yes. I'm not asking any of you to become Super-Saiyans… but I am asking you to take this seriously and train as hard as your minds and bodies will allow it." Gohan said.
"Gohan!" Gohan looked over to the owner of the voice. "I… can you continue to train me? And don't say you taught me everything you know already because you and I both know that's not true." Trunks pleaded. Gohan frowned in thought and turned to his pupil.
"I was hoping you would help me train them?" Gohan said and smiled almost father-like, placing a hand on Trunks' shoulder. "But if that's really how you feel, than of course I'll keep training you." He said, his eyes softening at the excitement in his "little brother's" eyes. Piccolo observed this touching scene curiously, - Trunks had a look of hero-worship in his eyes and Gohan clearly showed something akin to paternal-pride.
Gohan turned to the rest, a determined expression filtering in his face. "Alright… what say you?" he asked, eager to get training as soon as possible – feeling that sooner than later would be smart… something didn't feel quite right, like their impending doom did not end with the destruction of the Androids… but what more was there to come? The group of the original Z Fighters as they were known remained silent until Yamcha suddenly jumped up in the air and cried out YEAH! Gohan smiled at the eager faces of his old friends, surrogate son, and fiancé; he was only a little disappointed that Vegeta had chosen to ignore them, obviously refusing to be trained by a "weakling."
"So how are we going to do this?" Tien asked.
"Well… I'm going to have to test your weaknesses and measure your strengths in a sort of trial – I guess you could call it – and then from there I can see how to train each of you…" Gohan explained.
"Gohan…" Videl began after showing her dad inside to greet Gohan's mother and grandfather. "I hope you remember what you said… You'll train me too right?" She stated more than asked. Gohan grinned and nodded in agreement.
"Of course. I remember. But don't expect me to go easy on you just because you're my mate." Gohan said with an almost suggestive look. Videl smirked and crossed her arms, tilting her head in an "are you kidding?" manner before responding.
"I wouldn't have it any other way – you know that." She scoffed and grinned at the proud look that crossed her fiancé's face.
"Good." Gohan said and turned to the others. "Alright… who wants to go first?" He asked, crossing his arms like Videl had a few seconds ago and scanning his friends for a volunteer.
"OH OH! ME!" Krillin said walking up to him and craning his head so that he could see his friend's face. Gohan looked down at his friend and smirked.
"Don't expect me to go easy on you either ya know." Gohan warned, uncrossing his arms and grinning at his short friend. Krillin had to stop himself from swallowing audibly, suddenly a bit nervous.
'He can certainly be intimidating when he wants to me…' Krillin thought before nodding in accordance. "Cool." He simply stated and drew back into a fighting stance, steeling himself for a beat-down he was sure to receive. 'I almost wish he would go easy on me…' was the last thing the monk thought before being forced to dodge and block a sudden attack from his old friend.
About five minutes into the fight Gohan was surprised when Krillin had yet to slow or stop from pain from the injuries Gohan had inflicted on him in the fight. Piccolo watched in aw with the rest at the feline like gracefulness Gohan showed as he dodged and blocked every attempt from Krillin before going on the offense himself. Suddenly Gohan saw what he had expected to see, Krillin became distracted and disorientated, unable to stop Gohan's fist as it collided into his stomach, sending him flying back and gasping for breath. '…Good thing I put little strength into that hit…' Gohan thought darkly as he walked over to his fallen friend.
Gohan stood there with his arms crossed and glared down at Krillin who promptly collapsed on the floor. "I can't take it anymore… it's too much… just train without me, it hurts too much, I won't be any use to you anyway."
"Uh oh… shouldn't have said that…" Trunks muttered under his breath where he stood next to Piccolo. Piccolo heard this however and glanced at Trunks in disbelief, he turned back to the obviously frustrated Saiyan who glowered at Krillin.
"STOP COMPLAINING!" Krillin shut his mouth and stared in shock at Gohan – had his friend been replaced by an evil clone? "Get up Krillin, now." Gohan barked, startling the group. Krillin blinked up at his old friend, still in shock, but did as he was told, too afraid to go against the "evil clone's" word. Gohan's hard eyes softened and he sighed deeply. "I'm not going to say sorry for yelling. You aren't taking this seriously - you agreed to train so I expect you to take this training as serious as you would if you were fighting the androids again. If I don't lighten up on Trunks than I sure as hell am not going to go easy on you, my friend." Gohan said, his voice lighter than it had been before. "You are not and never have been useless to us; you're a great fighter with a lot of potential." Gohan finished.
"Okay Gohan… you convinced me…" Krillin sighed, smiling up at the boy-turned-man.
"Good. Ready yourself." Gohan said, settling back into a fighting stance and awaiting his student to do so as well. And so, after the "trials" were complete, and those who wanted to be trained, such as Yamcha, Tien, Krillin, Trunks, and even Piccolo and Videl, had their strengths tested, Gohan announced that he would begin training them as soon as possible… for now, the finally reunited friends went inside to rest and prepare for a reunion party that night.
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