Ohayo! This is my second fic, but my first DBZ one, so it may be a little off. N-E-who, this fic is AU after Goku died, and will contain several OCs. Also there will be NO Gohan/Videl!! As well as no Saiyaman! There will be a minor crossover with Sailor Moon and Gundam Wing. As in some characters may pop up, but that will be it!
Disclaimer: Don't own. If I did do you really think Gohan would have such bad fashion sense? And be a nerd? Or date Devil (Videl) Satan? Thought not.
The Difference of Grief
By: Moon Kitten, Koneko-chan
Prologue
In a dimension different yet similar to our own, there was a boy named Gohan. Well, Gohan wasn't really a boy, but a troubled young man at the tender age of eleven. He had lost his happy go lucky attitude soon after his father had died for the second time, in the Cell Games. Gohan felt it was his fault that his father died, 'After all' he told himself 'I should have just killed Cell when I had the chance then Dad would still be alive'. Then his little brother wouldn't grow up without a father.
Gohan acted as normal as possible, he even faked laughter. Everyone thought that he was recovering, everyone but one person that is. Gohan being the polite boy that he was never once told anyone what he was feeling, for as he saw it everyone was to busy with their own lives. His mother, Chi-chi, was getting ready for the arrival of his little brother. His mentor and best friend, Piccolo, was teaching Dende how to be a good god of Earth. Krillin, his father's best friend, was trying to court 18. Bulma, another of his father's friends, was taking care of her year-old son, Trunks, and making better Capsules. And Vejita. . . . well, he would just plain laugh.
One night Gohan was wondering how he could stop the pain, advise came from an unlikely source. After that Gohan changed, some may say for the best while others the worst. But still Son Gohan, the son of Son Goku, the greatest of earth's heros and it's protector, changed. And this is his story, starting with his first day of high school.
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Was it any good? Should I continue? Should I make someone wear pink boxers? =^^=; Er . . . . . .don't mind that last one.
Evil Yugi(my muse): Pink boxers?
=^^=;;;; shut-up!!
E. Yugi: Make me!
Fine! I will! Petrificus Totalus!
E. Yugi: (glares)
( smiles) Ja Ne!!
