All right. I'm back from the two terrible weeks. They went by pretty fast, luckily.
So here's a new chapter! I hope you missed it because I'm happily writing again.
Thanks to Ivanoma for beta-reading.
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Especially for Super Saiyan Angel, who was too impatient to wait for the chapter:
Chapter 36. An extra visit.
Gohan was laying on his bed, reading his book. "Hi, Turles." The door opened and Gohan smirked.
Turles raised his eyebrows and he closed the door. "How did you know it was me?"
Gohan turned around and sat up. "I could feel it."
"Feel it?" Turles asked frowning as he sat down on the bed, shifting to the wall and leaning against it.
Gohan nodded. "I guess you can't do that yet. We'll have to teach you. I can feel power levels and presences. That's how I knew you were coming. The others can do it too. I taught them."
Turles was taken aback. "I didn't know that." He said looking at the door.
Gohan shrugged and crossed his legs. "So, to what do I owe this little visit?"
Turles chuckled. "Well, I was just wondering." He started pulling one leg up and leaning his arm on it. "When the others picked you up from camp two years ago... Were they different from now?"
Gohan nodded with a smile. "Yes, they were. Why?"
"I just noticed they behave differently from when I last saw them." Turles answered looking at the sixteen year old. "Do you know what changed them?"
Gohan shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I didn't notice. It happened so slowly."
Turles looked down at his legs. "I think it was you."
"Me?" Gohan asked raising an eyebrow.
Turles nodded. "Before you came, they wouldn't mind leaving someone all beaten up in his room every evening. I heard that your girlfriend came by and chewed out Nappa. He really was shocked by this and insisted on bringing you to the recovery tanks." Turles shifted. "If it were the old days, he'd just shrug it off."
Gohan looked at Turles. "Don't you like the change?"
Turles made a face. "I think I don't mind. I adjusted very fast. That's the benefit of being Saiyan, isn't it? I was just wondering if you were aware of the effect you have on people."
Gohan smirked and shrugged. "Not really. I guess I was lucky with them."
Turles laughed and shook his head. "No way. Those three are the worst to have against you. Getting on their good side is a very big deal."
Gohan grinned. "Well, then at I least did something good in my life."
Turles nodded and looked up at him. "I guess you did." He said with a smirk. The man eyed the younger Saiyan up and down.
Gohan did the same with Turles and hesitated. "Turles? Are you related to Raditz?" He asked looking at the man.
Turles chuckled. "I know." He said looking at the boy. "Raditz told me I look like your father. He and I are actually twins. So I guess we're related too."
Gohan nodded. "Twins huh. I wondered about it from the moment I met you. I just didn't ask about it since I hoped you would come out with it yourself." He said with an innocent grin. Turles shrugged.
"I don't really think it's important though." He said smirking. "I won't give you any special treatment with the training sessions." Gohan stuck his tongue out at him and Turles laughed.
The man settled on the bed and continued. "We were separated though. We were supposed to be sent to the same planet, but they decided to send me somewhere else at the last second." Turles looked at the boy. "I wonder what would have happened, otherwise."
Gohan shrugged. "I wouldn't haven been born, I guess."
"That would be a great fantasy." Turles said with a grin.
Gohan rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Yeah, I wouldn't have met you."
The door opened and Raditz walked in. "Oh, no. Are you having a heart-to-heart?"
Turles smirked. "Something like that." He answered amused. He looked back at Gohan, who forgot all about his book on his lap. "Aren't those things supposed to be prohibited?"
Gohan looked at his lap and pulled a guilty face. "Oops." He quickly held it behind his back. "I didn't see anything." He said smiling innocently.
Raditz chuckled and held out his hand. "Come on, little one. Give it up." Gohan shook his head. Raditz cracked his knuckles. "All right." He said stepping closer. "Then I'll take it."
He attacked the boy on the bed and pushed him down. Gohan growled and pushed him off. Raditz landed on Turles, who growled. "Damn it, I'm not a pillow."
Raditz smirked. "Too bad. You make a good pillow." Turles smirked too and pushed him off. Gohan escaped to the living room where he quickly walked towards the door.
Vegeta opened the door and walked in with Nappa. Gohan was about to move past them as Raditz yelled. "Stop him!"
Vegeta raised his eyebrow and grabbed the boy by his arm. "What's going on?"
Turles smirked. "He has a book." He said walking closer.
Vegeta turned to Gohan with a smile. "Really?"
Gohan pulled an innocent face. "No, I don't."
"You're a bad liar, Boy." Raditz said chuckling.
Gohan pulled loose and stepped back. The four Saiyans all turned to him and Gohan pouted. "Come on. It's my last book."
"Good," Nappa said stepping towards him. "that means you don't have any others."
Gohan stepped back again as he was surrounded. The boy felt the table against his back. Vegeta smirked and attacked him, pushing the boy onto the table. "Gotcha."
Gohan rolled over the table and landed on his feet behind it. "Please let me keep this one?" he asked putting his puppy-dog eyes to work.
Vegeta shook his head and stepped closer. Gohan pressed his body up against the wall, hiding his book behind his back.
Vegeta attacked him and pushed the boy against the wall. There he reached behind the boy to get the book. Gohan struggled and tried to get it out of his grip. Raditz jumped in and tried to fetch the book. Turles smirked and grabbed Gohan to pull him away from the wall. Gohan pulled a face and dropped to the ground to keep the book to himself. Vegeta smirked and pushed the boy onto the ground. "Come on, give it up." He said starting the tickle torture on the half-breed.
Gohan laughed and shook his head. "No way!" Raditz rolled his eyes and snatched the book away from the laughing boy. After this he walked away with it. Gohan tried to push Vegeta away. "All right. You got it. Stop!"
Vegeta shook his head. "I like this." He said pushing the boy to the ground again. Turles laughed and walked away, followed by Nappa. Gohan pushed Vegeta over and attacked him.
"Please keep the room in one piece." Raditz yelled at the wrestling Saiyans.
"Will do." Vegeta yelled back at him, pushing Gohan to the ground again. The boy pinched the man and Vegeta flinched. Gohan took this opportunity to push him to the ground again. He jumped on top of the older Saiyan, but Vegeta tried to kick him off. He managed to kick Gohan's leg, which caused him to bump into the table. The table couldn't take this and collapsed.
All the eyes in the room were fixed on the table. Gohan looked back at Vegeta with a smirk. "Or not."
() **** **** ()Gohan frowned and looked around in his room. "Damn, where is it?" He muttered looking around his room.
Raditz leaned against the wall and chuckled. "Lost something?"
Gohan looked up and nodded. "I can't find my book about Earth." He answered agitated.
Raditz smirked. "I would check with Vegeta if I were you."
Gohan raised an eyebrow and walked back in the living room. There he found Vegeta on the couch, reading his book. Gohan growled. "Next time tell me when you steal something." He said frowning.
Vegeta shrugged and motioned the boy to the couch. "Look," He said pointing in the book. The boy noticed that it was a section of family trees of royal families.
Gohan looked and read. "The Ox-king."
Vegeta nodded. "Do you know him?"
Gohan nodded. "Yes, my father used to call my grandpa Ox-king."
Vegeta smirked and his finger lowered to the name 'Chi-chi.' Gohan smiled. "That's my mom." Vegeta nodded and his finger traced to the left to stop at 'Goku Son'. Gohan pulled a face. "I guess that's my dad." He said crossing his arms. "What's with this?"
Vegeta didn't reply and his finger traced down again, stopping at the name 'Gohan Son'. Gohan put his hands in the air. "That's me. I'm in my own book and I didn't even know it." He said smiling.
"You didn't read it already?" Raditz asked raising an eyebrow.
Gohan shook his head. "I wanted to save the book for later. I didn't want to read everything all at once."
Vegeta smirked. "Okay, let me get this straight. The Ox-king is a king." Gohan nodded. "Chi-chi is his daughter so she's a princess." Gohan nodded again. "Kakarot married her so he's sort of a prince."
Gohan was tired of nodding and smiled. "The prince-consort."
"You're their son so that means…." Vegeta stopped when Gohan widened his eyes.
"That means I'm a prince." He stuttered out. "Wow, I never really thought about it that way."
Vegeta sighed. "Damn, I thought you were supposed to be smart."
"I am!" Gohan protested. "I was just really little and the subject didn't come up much. Grandpa lived pretty far away and he was very busy. I hadn't seen him for a year when I left. He was supposed to visit the day I got kidnapped." He said wistfully.
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Gohan pulled a face. "Where are we going? I don't have time for trips." He muttered looking around.
Vegeta smirked. "Don't worry. It wasn't our idea." He answered looking forward.
Gohan looked up and saw a big white building turning up. The boy raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me we're going to..."
"Yes we are." Turles said smirking.
Gohan frowned and turned around. "Later."
Vegeta grabbed the boy by his arm. "No, wait. They wanted it." He said pointing to the seven Specialists already waiting. Gohan raised both eyebrows and let himself be pulled towards the Specialists.
Crimon smirked. "I caught that." He said grabbing Gohan by his collar. Gohan pulled a face and answered: "Hey, I don't like it here."
Crimon shrugged and turned to Vegeta. "When will you be back?"
Vegeta shrugged. "Just let him go when you want and he'll come back." He answered smirking. "Have fun." He called to Gohan.
The boy frowned. "What? What do you mean?"
Headmaster smiled. "We officially kidnapped you for a day." He said amusedly as the other Saiyans turned around and walked away.
Gohan turned to the Saiyans. "What?"
Raditz only waved without turning around. Gohan pulled a confused face. "Okay .." He turned to the Specialists. "What?"
Crimon smirked and pushed Gohan inside the building. "I thought you were smart, Saiyan."
Gohan shrugged. "Only when I want to be." He answered smiling.
The boy looked around to see people walking around. "Is it me or is the number of cadets awfully low?"
Headmaster nodded. "We decided to reduce the group of warriors. We have 500 warriors on campus now." He answered looking around.
Gohan nodded. "It became too much for you?" he asked amused.
Eropa chuckled. "Not really. We just got rid of the biggest pest in a century, so we decided to clean up."
Gohan smirked and stretched his arms. "Well, I did give you quiet a work-out, didn't I?"
Headmaster nodded as they reached the Specialists lounge. "Yes you did."
"Wow, I'm experiencing a deja vu." Gohan said smirking as he was pushed inside the Specialists Lounge.
Crimon nodded and turned the boy around. "We decided we missed you, so we decided to borrow you from your team."
Gohan laughed. "I noticed that. Yes." The boy looked around in the big room. A big couch was settled in the middle of the room with another one opposite to it. A small brown table was in between them. The gray walls showed pictures of cadets. A familiar brown door lead to the kitchen.
Headmaster pulled Gohan towards a picture on the wall. He pointed at the picture. "Remember him?" The picture was of a small boy with black hair. The boy was in a fighting stance with a smirk on his face. Gohan smiled seeing his nine year old self.
"I didn't notice you taking the picture." He muttered.
Crimon smirked. "We're quick." Gohan turned around and nodded. "Yes, I did notice that."
Gohan sat down on the couch and looked at the windows, showing the great hall. The boy looked at Headmaster as the man offered him a drink. Gohan watched the others sit down around him. "So," Headmaster started looking at the boy. "How have you been?"
Gohan shrugged. "Fine." They boy settled on the couch and looked at the Specialists. He remembered feeling so small around them but now he was as tall as most of them.
"Okay." Crimon said getting up. "I guess this reunion is over."
Headmaster smirked and turned to Gohan. "I heard you had a girlfriend?" He continued as Crimon sat down again.
Gohan raised an eyebrow. "Wow, the gossip here keeps surprising me."
Headmaster shrugged. "It wasn't very odd, though. I remember every girl here drooling over you."
Gohan shook his head. "No, that's not true." He said. The others raised their eyebrows and looked at each other. Gohan snickered. "All right. Maybe it is."
The others amusedly agreed. Gohan leaned back in the couch and looked around. "This place didn't even change though."
Crimon shrugged. "Why would we change it? We already reduced our cadets and extended the valley."
"You extended the valley?" Gohan asked looking at him. The man nodded. "I was thinking about what you said when you were younger. "
Gohan nodded. He remembered that day. The specialists had caught him training alone when they had come looking for him and he had blamed the valley's size on his inability to hide from them. It was the tenth anniversary of his arrival to camp, and they decided to bring him to their lounge.
Flashback ****
"So Saiyan, despite all your escape attempts you really have been in here for ten years." Crimon announced.
Gohan raised an eyebrow. "Ten years? Does that mean I'm fourteen right now?"
Headmaster nodded. "You turned fourteen three days ago."
Gohan put his hands in the air. "Happy birthday to me!" He yelled.
Crimon slapped the boy on the back. "Happy birthday, Saiyan."
"That brings us back to the reason we got you here." Headmaster continued grabbing a small black box. "Here. This is our ten year anniversary present."
Gohan chuckled. "Wow, I bothered you for the last ten years and I'm still receiving presents." He said opening the box. Inside he found a Coname. Gohan looked up. "Is that for me?" He asked with wide eyes.
The Specialists nodded. Gohan bit his lip. "That's so nice. Thank you." He said smiling. They all shrugged.
Headmaster smiled. "Despite your many evil moments, we shared a few nice moments too."
"I guess I can't be evil all the time. Despite me trying." Gohan said grinning. The boy put the Coname around his wrist and looked at it. "Wow, I own something besides my notebook"
End of flashback ****
Three days later, the Saiyans showed up. "So, you decided to take my advice." He said grinning.
Crimon nodded. "Yes, we thought it was a good idea to enlarge it. That way the cadets can train on their own without bothering anyone else."
Headmaster turned to Gohan. "So," He started with a smirk. "I heard you saying a bad word when you visited with the Saiyans a few days ago."
Gohan growled. "Please don't remind me. Damn, I hate those goons." He muttered frowning. "Besides, I'm sixteen now. They don't mind it."
Headmaster shrugged. "I just didn't like it. After all the trouble we went through to keep you from swearing, you keep doing it."
"Sorry," Gohan said with a smile. "I can't help it." He continued while he looked up.
Headmaster leaned back in his chair. "So, what did you do with the names?"
Crimon looked at him. "What names?" He asked frowning.
Headmaster looked at Crimon. "They visited a few days ago asking for the names of people who attacked him." He said frowning.
Crimon raised an eyebrow and looked at Gohan. "That doesn't sound like you. Why was that?"
Gohan shrugged. "They keep saying Saiyans shouldn't be treated like that and I should take revenge."
"And do you want to?" Crimon asked looking at the boy.
Gohan looked down and shook his head. "Not really. I just wanted to leave it all behind me but now I have to face everything again."
Crimon patted the boy on the head. "Don't worry. They're probably acting in your best interest."
Gohan chuckled and shook his head again. "Oh, no. This is pride. That's why they're not listening to me." Gohan brushed through his hair. "Ahh well. I don't mind. I'm going off to war soon."
Headmaster widened his eyes. "You're going to war?" He asked. Gohan nodded.
Eropa, who had black long hair and a gray skin, frowned. "That can't be right. You're too young for that."
Gohan shrugged. Crimon looked at the boy. "We can pull some strings if you want. They'll withdraw the summons."
Gohan shook his head. "No, Vegeta tried that already. Even Turles went to Freeza to ask if they could let me of the hook. It didn't happen, though. Once someone is summoned he or she has to go."
Crimon nodded frowning. "I don't like it."
Gohan smiled. "Me, neither."
Headmaster looked at Gohan. "Turles? He came back?"
Gohan looked back at him and raised an eyebrow. "You know about him?" Headmaster nodded amused. Gohan growled. "Why didn't you tell me? He just showed up one day."
Crimon chuckled. "Yes, there were four Saiyans. We assumed they would tell you though."
Gohan shook his head. "Nobody told me." He answered sipping from his drink.
Crimon shrugged. "Anyway, the main reason we brought you here was because of that fight we saw at the reunion." He said smirking. "You've been training."
Gohan nodded. "Yes I have."
Headmaster cracked his knuckles. "We wanted to have a shot at you. See if you can beat one of us now."
Gohan smiled. "I doubt that, but I'm always good for a spar." He said nodding.
The others nodded and they all got up. "We reserved the biggest area for you."
They passed a group of warriors. A few eyes wandered towards the new boy. One boy stopped and looked at him. "You're that half-Saiyan." He was wearing the purple uniform from camp. The boy had two gray horns on his head and a green skin, his read eyes looked at Gohan.
Gohan raised an eyebrow but decided to smile. "I guess."
The boy with short brown hair nodded and walked closer. "You're taller than I heard."
Gohan chuckled. "That's what teenagers do. They grow."
The boy nodded. "I guess that's true." He said with a blush. "My brother was Erio. He sat in a group with you."
Gohan grinned. "I remember him. Yes, he joined me in my escape attempts."
The boy nodded. "Yes, my father was mad when he heard that. I came here of my free will, though. I always wanted to fight."
"And he's doing a great job at it." Headmaster said nodding. "He's one of the most talented we have at the moment."
The boy blushed and smiled. Gohan looked at the boy, who looked up at him. "Can I maybe have a spar with you?" The boy around fifteen asked.
Gohan shrugged. "I would love to but I'm occupied at the moment." He answered gesturing to the Specialists.
Headmaster shrugged. "You can spar with him when we're done with you."
Gohan nodded and turned to the boy. "Is that okay?"
The boy nodded with a sparkle in his eyes. He quickly ran back to his group. "I'm going to fight with the half-Saiyan!" He yelled happily. The others all looked at him and surrounded him. They walked away listening to the small boy.
Gohan raised an eyebrow. "Wow, I feel like a celebrity."
Headmaster shrugged. "You are, kind of. I guess."
Crimon nodded as they continued their walk. "As a member of the camp for ten years. A half-Saiyan and a strong member. You're kind of famous." He said amused.
Gohan nodded with a smile. "Yay, I'm famous."
The Specialists exchanged glances. Gohan noticed this and looked back at them. "What?"
"Well," Headmaster started stopping at a door. "A while ago, an idea was revived. Nobody from your group was there anymore. They decided to make a report of the strongest warriors Camp ever had."
They walked in a room which was divided in several parts. Each part had a throne with a picture of a warrior. Under that you could find more pictures and information about that particular warrior. Headmaster pointed at the small area in the middle.
Gohan looked at him and walked to the area. There he pulled a face when he saw a picture of himself as a fifteen year old, standing in a row at the Teenage Assessment. He spotted another picture of himself at four years old, who was caught laughing at something. He also noticed a picture of himself with Boris and Justin. The boys were saluting, all wearing a smile. Gohan gulped. "I feel watched."
Crimon chuckled. "They did research, yes. We were eager to help, though. We gave them mostly pictures." Headmaster pointed at the picture of a seven year old Gohan, who was pulling a smile at the camera. "I think this was the only one you knew we took."
Gohan nodded and chuckled. He still remembered that. Gohan turned to the others. "All right. I've seen this already. Can we go?" He asked impatiently.
Crimon nodded and they walked out the room. They arrived in the big arena where they all got in a fighting stance. A 'fighting' smirk appeared on Gohan's face and Crimon chuckled. "I've missed that expression."
Gohan shrugged. "I knew that. That's why I'm applying it." He said amused. Crimon cracked his knuckles.
"Now it's time to fight."
That evening, Gohan got back to his apartment. The boy yawned and walked to his room, ignoring the Saiyans. When he got out Vegeta couldn't take it anymore and asked what happened that day.
"Nothing really." Gohan answered grabbing a drink. "We just talked, had a spar, talked and ate after that." The boy sat down at the couch.
Vegeta looked at him. "They really like you, don't they?"
Gohan smirked at him. "It's hard to imagine isn't it?"
Vegeta nodded with a grin. Gohan shrugged. "I guess. They're just like family to me. They were there when I had my first kiss, when my voice started changing." Gohan looked at his drink. "They sat in the front row when I made mistakes and they helped me when I had a nightmare. They forced me and my friends to make up when we had a fight. I guess I'm just their project. Headmaster taught me how to read the universal language and to calculate. Crimon taught me how to fly and fight. And they annoyed the crap out of me always saying something when I cursed or when I didn't behave. Those lessons didn't stick in here, though."
"I noticed that." Vegeta smirked at him. "Maybe it's best you got to bed. You'll have another beating tomorrow."
Gohan glared at him and got up. The boy stretched and walked to his room. "Night."
The others answered and the boy changed in his pajamas. He lied down in the bed and looked up at the ceiling. The boy thought about the day he met the Specialists..
Flashback ****
Gohan sat on the ground and looked at his feet. The boy was hugging his knees and sighed. He had been in camp for a day now and he felt so bad. The moment that horrible man let him go he found a nice place to sit and be alone. He had been sitting there all day now. Headmaster came walking around the corner and smiled when he saw Gohan. "Hi, there."
Gohan looked up. "Hello, sir."
Headmaster reached out to help him up. "Come on. There are some people who want to meet you." He said with a smile.
Gohan got up and looked up at the man. "Who wants to meet me?" He asked curiously.
Headmaster looked down at him. "The other Specialists want to see you. They can't believe a four year old entered the camp."
"The other Specialists?"
"The people who teach fighting among other things." Headmaster said nodding. "They'll be teaching you too. When you're old enough." Gohan nodded and looked down. Headmaster noticed this. "So, how have you been? The first days can be very tough."
Gohan shrugged. "I'm fine." He muttered looking down.
Headmaster noticed Gohan was holding something back but decided to let it go. "All right. Here we are."
The man opened the door and pushed Gohan inside. Six men in the room all looked up. Headmaster smiled and pointed down. They followed his finger and all gasped when they saw the small boy. Within two seconds Gohan was surrounded. A man named Crimon said: "Look at that. He's really small."
"Of course he is." Drillo answered amused as he turned Gohan around. "That uniform looks cute on kids." Gohan blushed and looked down as the others touched him.
Crimon knelt down and grabbed his chin. He forced the boy to look different ways and looked up at headmaster. "He's really young." He looked back at the blushing boy. "How old are you?"
"I.. I'm four." Gohan stuttered.
Drillo smiled. "You hear that voice. We haven't had one like that in a while."
Eropa tousled Gohan's hair, earning a flinch. Crimon looked at the boy and searched for something. The man grinned when he caught his victim and grabbed the boy's tail. "Look, he has one!"
"That's great! Look at that." Drillo said smiling, grabbing the tail too. A small frown appeared on Gohan's face.
Eropa chuckled. "The tail is taller than he is."
"I always liked those tails." Crimon said brushing over the tail. "It looked cute when Vegeta was a teenager too."
Gohan grabbed his tail with his small hands. Crimon looked at him when he noticed the boy's hands. "Can you let me go sir?"
Crimon nodded with a smirk. "Sure." He released the tail and it waved behind the boy again.
Headmaster looked at the scene and chuckled. "You're scaring the hell out of him. Give the boy a break."
They all smiled and stepped back. Gohan looked at the door and looked down. He wanted to be alone again. The boy looked up. "Can I go now?" He asked softly.
Headmaster smiled. "I just wanted to talk to you." He said pushing the boy towards the couch. "Come on."
Gohan sighed and climbed onto the big couch. The boy watched the others sit down, doing their own business. Crimon however, was interested in what the boy was going to say, so he just sat down next to Headmaster.
Headmaster turned to Gohan. "So, what's your name?" He asked looking at the small boy.
Gohan looked up. "It's Gohan." He answered softly.
"Speak louder, Saiyan." Crimon said amused.
Gohan frowned at him before he looked back at Headmaster. "My name is Gohan." He said speaking to Crimon more than to the Headmaster.
The man nodded. "All right, Gohan. So, how do you know the Saiyans?" Headmaster wondered if Gohan was the offspring of one of the Saiyans. It didn't seem natural though.
Gohan shrugged. "I didn't. They just showed up one day and kidnapped me."
Headmaster raised his eyebrows. "Kidnapped him?" He whispered to Crimon. "Why would they want to kidnap a child?"
"He didn't really come for me." Gohan said looking up. "He came for my father but my father didn't want to come. So .. He…" Gohan looked down and clenched his fists. "He killed him. He killed my father."
Headmaster frowned and put a hand on Gohan's head, slowly moving it over the boy's hairs. "I'm sorry kiddo."
Gohan shrugged. Crimon looked at the others with a smile. "Wow, we have a champion in here." They all heard what was said and nodded in agreement.
Gohan shook his head. "No, a champion would have helped my father. I couldn't even defeat him."
Headmaster chuckled. "Sorry Gohan but you're not very strong. You can't blame yourself for that."
Gohan looked up with his brown eyes. "No?"
"No! Blame those Saiyans." Headmaster said nodding.
Gohan smiled and yawned. Gohan's tail scratched the back of his head. "Sir?"
"Headmaster." Headmaster corrected smiling.
Gohan's tail found his way to his hands. "I ...ehh... Do you know where my home is?" He asked looking up. "I really need to see my mom."
"I'm sorry Gohan but you can't go." Headmaster answered.
Gohan's brown eyes widened. "Why not?"
"We can't let you go, Saiyan." Crimon said looking at the boy. "You're part of this world now. You have to stay here until the Saiyans come back for you."
Gohan jumped up and shook his head. "NO! I don't want to go back to them!" He yelled. The boy raced towards the door and tried to open it. "I want to go home!" He cried pounding on the door.
Crimon raised an eyebrow and looked at the others. Headmaster sighed and got up. He walked towards the small boy. Gohan turned around and pushed his back against the door. "Stay there!" Headmaster smiled. The small boy reminded the man of his own children. He immediately decided to take care of the boy. The man grabbed Gohan's extended hand and pulled him closer. Gohan struggled. "No! I want to go home! Please." He pleaded. Headmaster pulled the boy in a comforting hug. Gohan struggled and stubborn tears streamed over his face. Slowly Gohan stopped struggling. The boy sobbed quietly until he fell silent. Headmaster already knew what happened and he got up.
The man carried the small boy to the couch where he put the drowsing boy down. Crimon frowned. "I can't believe it." He said looking at the boy. Gohan's cheeks were still wet from the tears he shed. "I can't believe they kidnapped such a young boy."
Headmaster grabbed a long sheet and covered the boy with it. "We can do nothing about it." He answered making sure the boy was covered properly. "The only thing we can do.." The man brushed over Gohan's wet cheek. "… is making sure his stay is nice."
Crimon nodded. "A new goal." He said with a small smirk.
Headmaster nodded too. "A new goal."
The next morning Gohan woke up to find himself in the Specialists room on the couch. The boy looked around and took a deep breath. His sight snapped to the kitchen when he heard voices there. The boy wondered if they would notice him and got off the couch.
He slowly walked towards the door but flinched when he heard a voice. "It's not very polite to walk away without saying goodbye." Gohan looked back to see Crimon standing in the room.
Gohan widened his eyes and bowed. "I'm s..sorry s..sir. I j..just didn't know i..if you were.."
"Stop stuttering. It looks weak." Crimon said frowning. He motioned for the boy to come. "Come on. You can have something to eat here."
Gohan shook his head. "I'd rather not sir."
Crimon looked at him. "Nonsense. Come on."
Gohan sighed and walked up to the man, his tail dragging on the ground. Crimon noticed the tail like that and pushed it up with his foot. "Don't do that." He said holding the boy's tail. "This is a sign of your race's strength. You can't let it be weak like that. Either keep in the air or around your waist, but not like this."
Gohan nodded and tried to pull his tail away from the man. Crimon let the tail go and it waved behind the boy. Gohan looked down as Crimon walked to the table and pointed at an empty chair.
The boy crawled on top of it and looked at the others at the table. Headmaster smiled and put a hand on the boy's head. "Sleep well?"
Gohan nodded solemn and grabbed something to eat. The boy's tail waved behind him at all times. Every time it threatened to lower, he flinched, glanced at Crimon and pulled it up. The boy ate silently, not wanting to stand out. Later that day, they let him leave. He had to promise to come to them when something happened. Gohan agreed with everything they said.. Just to get away from them and be alone again.
End of flashback ***
Gohan smiled thinking of the headmaster chasing him down hours later that morning, saying something about teaching him how to read. He still remembered being stuck with them for the rest of the evening while Headmaster taught him. In some way… The Specialists were like the Saiyans. They didn't accept no for an answer and wanted everything their way. Gohan shrugged while he looked up at the ceiling. He was used to that, and he wouldn't want to have it any other way.
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