The Torment 16: whose kid is that?
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Gohan stared in awe at the baby that was in front of him. The idea that there might be more Saiya-jin half-breeds was shocking.
Videl
grinned down at the cooing baby, babbling baby talk, not yet seeing the
appendage that was giving Gohan a fit.
"That
can't be-" Gohan kept repeating to himself, until he saw it start to twitch
with happiness at the attention Videl was giving her.
It was a
real tail, all right. That meant that she had to be the daughter of Vegeta or
Goku, because they were the only two left. The baby didn't look like she was
more than a year old-
That
meant she had to be Vegeta's. Yet there was no way. Bulma would know if
her man was cheating.
Which
left it being an unknown Saiya-jin. This could be bad.
He had
to find this kid's parents.
"Imp-chan?" whispered a feminine voice, fiercely.
There
was a rustle, and Gohan turned around to see a beautiful young woman, his age,
snatching the little girl from Videl's grip.
"IMP!"
she yelled, and held her up, and started babbling about how worried she was.
"Don't
you ever, ever do that to me again!" she finished, while Imp giggled.
Gohan
wondered if he could get a cavity from the cuteness.
Then he
remembered what had gotten him so upset, and reached out his hand to put on the
woman's shoulder.
"Miss-"
"DON'T
TOUCH ME!" she screamed, spinning around to face him.
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And
promptly choked. The world spun for a moment, as she tried to regain her
balance.
"Miss, I'm
sorry, but I need to ask-"
It was then
that Gohan realized this woman knew what he was. She knew that he was a
Saiya-jin. Then she ran. Ran out of the building, and into the street.
"Oh, kuso,"
Gohan grunted, seeing that he couldn't find her. He had tried to catch her, but
she had run like the hounds of hell were chasing her.
"Who was
she?" Gohan asked, wanting to swear.
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Piccolo-chan
gasped as she landed again, in her safe bit of forest.
"Well, Imp.
That was your daddy," she told the baby. Imp, who was not all that happy about
being taken from all the interesting stuff, and the nice people, and now she
was hungry! So she did what all babies do: she started to cry.
"Oh, no,"
Piccolo-chan mumbled, and checked her diaper. Yup, it was wet.
"I don't
know how humans do it and stay sane," she groused.
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"Gohan,
will you stop with the whole, 'Who was that girl?' bit? Its getting kinda old."
Videl was
getting really annoyed with how Gohan had been acting ever since he had seen
that girl and the baby with the tail. It was like he was obsessed, and be
damned if there was anything she could do about it.
"I know
what I can do!" he said, nearly shouting. "I can ask Piccolo-san!"
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Thankfully,
Imp was done nursing by the time Gohan got there.
"Mr.
Piccolo!" Gohan yelled, seeing his mentor.
"Oh,
shimatta," Piccolo groaned, seeing his lover.
He was his
old self, but there was nothing he could do about Imp. She had been giggling
while he had dangled a pretty gem that caught the light in front of her. She
had tried desperately to snatch at it, while Piccolo made faces. He was
profoundly grateful he hadn't degenerated to cooing yet.
Gohan
blinked at the sight in front of him. Piccolo was tenderly holding a baby that-
Oh, crap.
It was
her baby.
The little
tail made it obvious, but if Piccolo had it-
There was
dead end.
"Uh,
Piccolo-sensei? Where did the kid come from?"
Piccolo
drew a blank after his first urge to curse.
"She's my
new student."
"Your
student? Do you know who her parents are?"
Maybe
the mysterious teacher bit will work-
"They
asked me not to tell."
Gohan
looked like he wanted to rip his own hair out. Then he shook his head.
"Have you
been okay recently? You've been acting funny."
Piccolo had
to resist the urge to laugh hysterically.
"Maybe I'll
tell you someday, but not today Gohan. Not today."
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Time
passed. The Z fighters defeated Majin Buu, and Goku was returned to the land of
the living.
All this
time, Piccolo was training Imp, and in general, being a parent.
Then…
"Hey,
Piccolo, how ya doin'? asked Goku, who had decided to visit.
Imp was
grinning as she came over to see who this strange person was. He looked like
her friend Gohan!
She was an adorable toddler now, but with this awful talent for
getting into trouble. Piccolo constantly had to fish her out of streams, holes
in the ground, and out of trees. Yet, she came out all the tougher for it.
"Goku,"
Piccolo acknowledged, not opening his eyes. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to
visit my granddaughter!"
To be continued.