Hey people! Sorry for the delay, but it was the holidays and I was on vacation. I'll try to make this chapter a bit longer but sometimes I'm kinda lazy so I can't promise anything. Thanks for all the reviews and on with the fic!
Return of the Saiyan Side!
True to Gohan's prediction, he was woken up by his children at the ungodly hour of 2 in the morning. This gave the exhausted half saiyan a whopping 4 hours of sleep while his children clocked an incredible 14 hours. Knowing from his experience with Goten that he would never get back to sleep, Gohan sighed dejectedly and got up. Rubbing the sleep sand from his eyes he walked over to his closet and looked in wondering what to wear. Gohan glanced back at his children and asked," I'm guessing that Trunks has taught you at least a little martial arts." Both nodded energetically. Gohan nodded to himself and turned back to his closet and pulled out a gi that was nearly identical to the one that his father wore. He'd made it just after the Cell games when he'd taken on the role of the planets defender. He thought it fitting that he wear the former defenders colors even if he was responsible for his absence. He had constantly had to mend it from all the vigorous training he had done and make new adjustments to his growing body.
Gohan changed into his gi and led his small family out the door and towards the GR. As it was still only 2 AM and students were forbid to walk the halls at night, they met no one.
Gohan wasn't surprised when he felt the might prince inside training. He ignored it and walked up to the door and pressed a bright red button. The gravity in the room returned to normal instantly and there were curses heard from inside. Gohan waited till Vegeta was just on the other side before he flung it opens, hitting the prince in the face and hurling him backwards. The enraged Vegeta stood and wiped away the blood that had begun to drop from his nose. He let out a roar and lunged toward the door ready to kill the one who had done this to him. Again, Gohan waited till Vegeta was just outside the door before slamming it closed. A large dent appeared where Vegeta's fist hit the durable door. Another string of load curses were heard from inside and Gohan slowly opened the door and walked in. He observed Vegeta as he tried to nurse his bruised hand and bleeding nose at the same time. Gohan smirked," You really should be more careful Vegeta. Walking into a door like that could leave a permanent mark."
Vegeta 's eyes fell upon Gohan and his kids," What do you want brat?"
"We're going to use your GR for a while. I'm going to see what these two know."
Vegeta thought against saying 'Over my dead body' as his wish would probably be granted to him. Vegeta almost smiled. The kid was letting his saiyan side show more and more often. It was almost like being around another full blooded saiyan that actually acted the way he was supposed to. 'I'll make a saiyan out of you eventually Gohan' Aloud he said," Fine, but you better be out in 2 hours."
"Of course, your highness." Gohan said sarcastically. Vegeta just smirked and walked from the room. Gohan turned to his kids," Alright, now let's get down to business. Can either of you turn super saiyan?"
Both children shook their head and the mini-Gohan said," Trunks never got around to showing us that before we left."
"I'm sorry daddy!"
"Don't worry about it Pan, we'll work on that another time. So why don't you guys power up to your max."
The two children nodded and relaxed for a moment before silver auras burst into life around them. The two auras slowly got brighter and larger. This continued for about 15 seconds before they stopped and there ki leveled off. Gohan nodded approvingly. They were amazingly strong for there age, below Goten and Trunks, but that was expected as they were a year younger than Goten. Gohan knew that if they inherited his explosive anger then that could change in an instant. They only needed a push to get to super saiyan. 'Maybe later I can help them with it.' "Alright you two, lets see what you got."
The pair immediately dropped into a flawless combined stance that had them back to back. Gohan dropped into a stance that was reminiscent of his fathers but was infused with his own ideas. Gohan nodded to them and they launched themselves at him, auras flickering madly. They seemed to share a mind as they both threw a punch at the same moment. Gohan ducked Pan's punch, reached out and grabbed Gohan Jr.'s and used it to swing him around into Pan, sending them both flying into the wall. After a few seconds they both stood up. Slowly Pan started to lean behind Gohan Jr. Suddenly they both rushed Gohan, Gohan Jr. still eclipsing his sister. Gohan easily knocked his sons punch aside, but was completely taken off guard when he felt his legs swept out from beneath him. He managed to plant one hand on the ground and use the other to fend off a kick from Gohan Jr. Putting the other hand on the ground he swung both of his legs up hitting his son in the chin and sending him toward the roof. He completed a back flip and the moment his feet hit the ground, he vanished.
Pan, who was now alone, began to look around frantically for her father, he appeared in front of her and, a bit more gently then he'd hit his son, punched her in the stomach. It was still enough to hurl her into the wall though. Gohan looked around. He'd gone a bit hard on them, but he wanted them to know that he wasn't going to go easy on them just because they were his children. He walked over to where his son had fallen.
The moment Gohan Jr. felt the shadow of his father fall on him his eyes snapped open. He tensed up for a second then visibly relaxed as his father smiled reassuringly and held out his hand to help him up. He took it and followed him over to his sister. After helping her up also he smiled at them," You guys did great! As a team, you guys are incredible! That move where you covered for your sister was great. But I think I found something to work on. When you get separated, you fall apart. Let's work on that for a while.
And that's how the next 2 hours were spent, experimenting with different individual stances for each of them, and testing them on Gohan.
As they passed Vegeta on the way out, Gohan was surprised to see the saiyan prince nod to him. Gohan returned the nod and continued on down the hall toward his room. As it was still only six o'clock, they still had an hour before they were called to breakfast. So Gohan and his children just washed up and crawled back into bed. The children were asleep before there little heads hit the pillows, but Gohan stayed awake and contemplated the pleasant turn in his life.
I was going to end it there but I'm such a nice guy I think I'll continue. Actually my computer screwed up and since its New Year I can't get it fixed until tomorrow. Well here's the next half.
The inevitable encounter with Trunks happened at breakfast. Both had walked into the 'cafeteria' at almost the same time. Trunks regarded Gohan warily before hesitantly putting out his hand," Truce?"
Gohan shook it," Truce." Trunks smiled in relief. When he'd done his little joke, he hadn't expected that type of retaliation from the kind 11 year old he'd know a year ago. 'Of course, I didn't expect him to beat the shit out of dad either. Gohan's changed a lot.'
During the course of Trunks thoughts, they had seated themselves, side by side, at a table and were proceeding to devour the monstrous pile of food that appeared before them.
Halfway through Videl and Erasa walked in and came over to sit by the two boys. Videl sat a little closer to Gohan than she normally might have, but Gohan didn't notice as he was devouring everything in sight. Erasa didn't notice either because; at the moment she was trying to flirt with the purple haired boy that had showed up the other day. But, trying to talk to a saiyan while he's eating is like trying to talk to a garbage disposal, you just don't get much feedback.
After about half an hour, in which the two girls ate there own breakfast, the two half saiyans, slowed there pace enough so that communication was possible. "So, do either of you know what were doing today?" Videl asked,
Gohan, who had finally finished eating and was leaning back in his chair contentedly, glanced over at Trunks, who was mirroring his position, and answered," I didn't hear anything, did your mom mention anything."
"Nope, she was too busy beating me with her branding pan to talk to me."
Meanwhile, the two girls were staring at Trunks in amazement." Bulma Briefs is your mother?!" Erasa asked incredulously.
'Man, Gohan sure does have a lot of friends in high places. No wonder he's so smart, he's friends with a genius.' Videl's thoughts were interrupted by Bulma, who had come to address the assembled teenagers. "Due to a…um… lucky turn of events, our normal activities will be suspended. This was done on the insistence of a very…special person." Bulma's eyes zeroed in on Gohan and looked at him sympathetically. "We will be hosting a martial arts tournament, in which the winner will have the distinct…pleasure in facing Hercule Satan and getting a weeks worth of lessons from him. The tournament will begin later today at 2 o'clock in this room. That is all."
The crowd burst into noise. "Did you here that guys! A tournament! Isn't this great Gohan? Gohan?" Videl looked around and found that Gohan had vanished.
Meanwhile, up where Bulma had spoken, the blue haired genius was scanning the crowd nervously. She finally found what she was looking for: An extremely pissed Gohan stalking toward her with murder in his eyes. "Now Gohan, lets not do anything to that you'll regret. I didn't really have a choice. He came to us with an incredible deal. Apparently he found some alien or really old technology somewhere on his property. He came to us, offered a great price as long a he could have a martial arts tournament with whatever tour group we had now. You know us Gohan; we can't keep our hands off of old technology. I guess it was just luck that it had its daughter in it. At least you don't have to enter."
"Yes, Bulma, I do." 'Videl will not let me get out of this. Dende you are one dead Namekian.' Bulma saw the reason Gohan had to enter, over his shoulder, walking toward him. She immediately thought against saying anything as Gohan already wanted to kill her where she stood.
"Well, I better go get the arrangements finished. See ya later Gohan." And she walked off just as Videl walked up to Gohan.
"What was that about, Gohan? One minute you were right next to me, and then you were gone." Gohan just shook his head and looked at the ground. "Well you're entering, right?"
Gohan took his eyes off the ground and stared at her in disbelief. "You're actually giving me a choice?"
Videl smiled," Not really. It just sounds a bit more polite if I pretend to ask."
Gohan smiled too. It was nice of her to pretend to give him a choice, even if he really didn't. Gohan nodded to her and went off to find Trunks. He had to lay down some ground rules.
Wow, that took a while. I appoligize to anybody that emailed me and hasn't got anything back, but my computer is still down and I have to upload this at a friends house. And I owe a big one to Lady Melanie for not emailing her back yet. Sorry sis.
Did Mirai Trunks actually go Super Saiyan 2 or was it just a beefed up form of Super Saiyan.
