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Gohan's Question
It was time for the annual get together at Capsule Corp. Most of the Z team kept in regular contact, but just like all friendships, everyone had their own lives and it was inevitable to loose close contact.
Bulma had determined not to let that happen. So she had made everyone promise that no matter what, they would always get together on May 12 every year at her place for a reunion. Five years had passed and so much had changed. They had changed.
Trunks was almost six years old and getting more like Vegeta every day.
Krillin and Juuan had gotten very serious and were talking marriage. Strange as it seemed. But Krillin was happier than anyone had ever seen him, and had let his hair grow out too.
Juuan was nice enough, but everyone was still a little wary of her. She had no problem speaking her mind and usually ended up arguing with Vegeta until Bulma intervened to keep them from destroying her home.
Chichi was still the domineering mother she always was, but it seemed she was more lenient with her four year old son Goten than she had ever been with Gohan. Goku's death had nearly destroyed her. Goten had looked so much like him, she just didn't have the heart to push him as hard as she had her oldest boy. But she still made him crack the books when he wasn't out running with Trunks.
Gohan was sixteen now and the top student at his school. He was still pretty shy, and even though the girls flocked to him, he didn't go out much. Preferring to stay to himself, or stick to his training of Goten.
Piccolo was still his silent foreboding self. Preferring a fight to socializing. But he endured the reunion with his friends. He would have loved to spar with Vegeta, but Bulma had set the rules. No fighting or sparring, period. Even though she was a weak human female, she held the power of fear over them. It was rather humiliating. After all, she wasn't even his wife and she still ordered him around.
Yamcha still hadn't settled down, but at least he had a steady girlfriend. Most of his time was taken up by his professional baseball career. He had held the major league record for home runs three years running now.
Vegeta was indifferent to the get together. As usual, staying at a distance and only listening to the others conversations. He had changed tremendously since the Cell games, but still held on to the persona of being a quick tempered asshole and always ready for a fight.
But he had mellowed somewhat. Even becoming a disgruntled, if not threatened, participant in his son's life.
There were two missing however. Two hero's. Goku was gone. Carrying on his life in the other realm. And Trunks. Gone back to the future for good. They all hoped things had worked out for him and he was safe and happy. But they would probably never know.
Everyone mingled and talked about what was happening in their lives. Krillin was telling everyone that a date would be set soon. Maybe even the day of the reunion, for sentimental reasons.
Gohan sipped at his punch, looking around. He spotted Vegeta, sitting in a lawn chair under a tree. Looking decidedly bored.
He had wanted to talk to him about something for years, but had never quite worked up the nerve to ask knowing the question would not be well received. Sighing, he made his way over and sat down in a chair next to him.
"What do you want boy?" Vegeta asked in his usual gruff manner. Annoyed at his privacy being infringed upon.
Gohan fidgeted with his cup. "I, um, I wanted to ask you a question. It's been on my mind for years now. And, well, I just needed to know."
Vegeta frowned as the boy paused. Gohan had always been respectful to him, even though he was stronger. "Well?!"
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End of part 1.