It was later that day and Gohan and Goku were waiting for Piccolo to come
out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Goku was taking a nap on the floor of
the lookout, not seeming to care about the time he wasted outside of the
time chamber. Gohan on the other hand, was sitting perfectly still,
meditating, trying to increase his power in every way he could until it was
their turn in the chamber. A few years ago, Gohan had turned Super Saiyian
during a training session. Lucky for him no one was around him at the
time, Gohan had always been very meticulous about training alone and that
day was no exception. He had chose to keep his new found power a secret
from Freiza, after all, that was what Freiza was afraid of, people with the
potential to get stronger them himself. In his heart he knew that Freiza
had killed the entire Saiyian race, and one night of eavesdropping on
Freiza had confirmed his belief.
After about 12 hours of meditating straight, Gohan's concentration was broken by a growling stomach. Gohan knew that e needed to feed himself, but his stomach wasn't the only one that was begging for nourishment. He looked over at the drooling, sleeping form of the man that was, no is, he reminded himself, his father.
"I guess it's time to eat then." He murmured quietly standing up. Goku, who had been snoring only seconds ago, was now wide awake and looking around expectantly upon hearing the word eat.
"Food, where?" He asked standing up and jogging over to Gohan comically. Gohan just looked at him.
"I don't know how you can sleep with the racket that the back guy, um Mr. PoPo makes, but you sure as hell don't hear with your ears when you're asleep, you hear with your stomach." Goku just laughed and went over to Kami and Mr. PoPo.
"Um guys, we're kinda hungry, do ya got anything to eat?" Goku asked expectantly.
"Goku sir, I remember what happened last time you tried to mooch some food off of us, I just now replenished the food stores. If you're hungry, why don't you go to a restaurant?" Mr. PoPo asked not unkindly. Goku looked wounded but quickly recovered.
"Alright, we'll go to a restaurant. Gohan, what do you say to eating at a regular Earth place?" Gohan shrugged.
"Sounds fine to me. Whatever they serve here it must be better then the stuff that Freiza's army eats."
"Ok, then it's settled, let's go." Goku flew away from the Lookout, Gohan just behind.
"Goku, wait up. Where exactly are we going?" Gohan said as he tried to catch up with Goku. When Gohan caught up, he saw that Goku was frowning.
"I wish you'd call me Dad, I'm surprised that you don't remember, you always called me either Dad or Daddy, I kinda missed it. Oh well, we're going to one of my favorite places, it's an all you can eat seafood buffet!" Gohan sighed quietly as they sped off.
/Oh dear, all you can eat. Goku's going to make us even more conspicuous then I would've ever thought possible./
As they entered the buffet, Gohan in his blue jumpsuit and armor, and Goku in his red training outfit, earned quiet a few stares from the other people around them. Most of the stares were directed towards Gohan. As he looked around, he couldn't hide the small sneer on his face that suggested at the strong dislike of the weaklings sitting at tables stuffing themselves with food. He mostly disliked the ones that seemed so out of shape it was a wonder that they were still alive.
"Two plates please." Goku said cheerily as he handed the woman some money for their food. She smiled nervously and gave them their plates. By the time Gohan had found a place to sit, Goku was already up at one of the food tables, piling food up on his plate. Gohan's face wrinkled into a look of utter disgust.
"That pig." Gohan muttered as he went up to the table and filled his plate. After he sat down, he picked up a piece of crab with his chopsticks and sniffed it cautiously, unsure what it was. When he saw Goku eating one of them, he popped it in his mouth and almost became as much of a pig as Goku himself.
The food wasn't just good, it was wonderful! No wonder Goku liked this place so much. It took most of his control just to keep up his manners, while eating as rapidly as he would allow. After about a half hour of stuffing themselves silly, Gohan looked around to see that they had pretty much cleared the restaurant of all its food. Gohan blushed slightly as Goku got up to leave. Gohan, knowing that what was paid didn't even cover a fraction of what they ate, left quiet a generous tip on the table, hoping that it would make up some of the difference.
"Go-, I mean, Dad," He said remembering Goku's request, "What was that food that we just ate?" Goku stopped and looked at Gohan, a puzzled look on his face.
"Well, that's hard to say, what food exactly are you talking about?"
"The pinkish white meat. It was quite good." Goku looked almost injured once again.
"That was mostly crab and lobster. I'm surprised that you don't remember, it used to be one of your favorite foods in the world."
"Oh." Gohan said, he was angrier then he was embarrassed at the moment. How was he supposed to remember much anything about his life before Lord Freiza's army. It wasn't exactly something worth remembering if he was able to forget it in the first place. Gohan shot off in the sky, quickly getting far ahead of Goku as he went up to Kami's Lookout. He got there in record speed, Gohan was so enraged at Goku at the moment he was almost to the point of turning Super Saiyian at any moment. Kami, sensing Gohan's sudden spike in power rushed over to him.
"Is something wrong Gohan?" He asked quietly, keeping his distance.
"No, everything fine, just peachy." He retorted before sitting down in front of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to meditate the rest of the day. Goku landed on the Lookout about a minute later. He was quite confused and upset by the way Gohan had reacted.
"Kami, what's up with Gohan, he seemed really mad at me, I don't know why though. I didn't do anything, at least I don't think I did."
"I don't know Goku, I really don't know what enraged Gohan like that, but, if it was you, you must have said something that struck a nerve."
"But I didn't say anything, I just said that I was surprised that he didn't know what crab and lobster was considering it used to be one of his favorites, and then he just took off." Kami nodded his head with understanding.
"I know what you did. You see, when he came back, I bet you expected Gohan to be just as he was when he left, just as loving and gentle and polite as ever. But he isn't. Gohan saw you die, and that, I suppose, was the basis of his attitude. He grew up without a father in a world where insubordination could be punished by death. Lord Freiza must have been more then a hard task master for such a sweet and innocent boy to turn out acting like an apathetic monster." Kami said as serenely as if he were talking about the weather. Goku looked at him as if he was insane, but it dawned upon him that Kami was right. He DID expect Gohan to be the same, no matter how much he thought otherwise, and he had treated Gohan as if he were the child he once knew.
Gohan had not heard any of this conversation, as his mind was still mulling over what small scraps of memory of his life before being one of Freiza's soldiers. He remembered very little of the person that Goku called Gohan. He remembers running around on a grassy field and grabbing at Goku's legs in a mock attack. He remembers ChiChi, his mother, scolding him for shirking his studies and he remembers a party, his birthday, when he turned four. He also remembers Raddiz, everything about Raddiz and what he had said to Goku, down to the very wording, he also remembers the pod, and seeing Goku die through heavy lidded eyes.
/That boy was nothing more then a weak fool. The Gohan that was deserved to see his father die, for being so weak in the first place./ He thought, although, deep within his heart, he didn't believe a single word of it.
After about 12 hours of meditating straight, Gohan's concentration was broken by a growling stomach. Gohan knew that e needed to feed himself, but his stomach wasn't the only one that was begging for nourishment. He looked over at the drooling, sleeping form of the man that was, no is, he reminded himself, his father.
"I guess it's time to eat then." He murmured quietly standing up. Goku, who had been snoring only seconds ago, was now wide awake and looking around expectantly upon hearing the word eat.
"Food, where?" He asked standing up and jogging over to Gohan comically. Gohan just looked at him.
"I don't know how you can sleep with the racket that the back guy, um Mr. PoPo makes, but you sure as hell don't hear with your ears when you're asleep, you hear with your stomach." Goku just laughed and went over to Kami and Mr. PoPo.
"Um guys, we're kinda hungry, do ya got anything to eat?" Goku asked expectantly.
"Goku sir, I remember what happened last time you tried to mooch some food off of us, I just now replenished the food stores. If you're hungry, why don't you go to a restaurant?" Mr. PoPo asked not unkindly. Goku looked wounded but quickly recovered.
"Alright, we'll go to a restaurant. Gohan, what do you say to eating at a regular Earth place?" Gohan shrugged.
"Sounds fine to me. Whatever they serve here it must be better then the stuff that Freiza's army eats."
"Ok, then it's settled, let's go." Goku flew away from the Lookout, Gohan just behind.
"Goku, wait up. Where exactly are we going?" Gohan said as he tried to catch up with Goku. When Gohan caught up, he saw that Goku was frowning.
"I wish you'd call me Dad, I'm surprised that you don't remember, you always called me either Dad or Daddy, I kinda missed it. Oh well, we're going to one of my favorite places, it's an all you can eat seafood buffet!" Gohan sighed quietly as they sped off.
/Oh dear, all you can eat. Goku's going to make us even more conspicuous then I would've ever thought possible./
As they entered the buffet, Gohan in his blue jumpsuit and armor, and Goku in his red training outfit, earned quiet a few stares from the other people around them. Most of the stares were directed towards Gohan. As he looked around, he couldn't hide the small sneer on his face that suggested at the strong dislike of the weaklings sitting at tables stuffing themselves with food. He mostly disliked the ones that seemed so out of shape it was a wonder that they were still alive.
"Two plates please." Goku said cheerily as he handed the woman some money for their food. She smiled nervously and gave them their plates. By the time Gohan had found a place to sit, Goku was already up at one of the food tables, piling food up on his plate. Gohan's face wrinkled into a look of utter disgust.
"That pig." Gohan muttered as he went up to the table and filled his plate. After he sat down, he picked up a piece of crab with his chopsticks and sniffed it cautiously, unsure what it was. When he saw Goku eating one of them, he popped it in his mouth and almost became as much of a pig as Goku himself.
The food wasn't just good, it was wonderful! No wonder Goku liked this place so much. It took most of his control just to keep up his manners, while eating as rapidly as he would allow. After about a half hour of stuffing themselves silly, Gohan looked around to see that they had pretty much cleared the restaurant of all its food. Gohan blushed slightly as Goku got up to leave. Gohan, knowing that what was paid didn't even cover a fraction of what they ate, left quiet a generous tip on the table, hoping that it would make up some of the difference.
"Go-, I mean, Dad," He said remembering Goku's request, "What was that food that we just ate?" Goku stopped and looked at Gohan, a puzzled look on his face.
"Well, that's hard to say, what food exactly are you talking about?"
"The pinkish white meat. It was quite good." Goku looked almost injured once again.
"That was mostly crab and lobster. I'm surprised that you don't remember, it used to be one of your favorite foods in the world."
"Oh." Gohan said, he was angrier then he was embarrassed at the moment. How was he supposed to remember much anything about his life before Lord Freiza's army. It wasn't exactly something worth remembering if he was able to forget it in the first place. Gohan shot off in the sky, quickly getting far ahead of Goku as he went up to Kami's Lookout. He got there in record speed, Gohan was so enraged at Goku at the moment he was almost to the point of turning Super Saiyian at any moment. Kami, sensing Gohan's sudden spike in power rushed over to him.
"Is something wrong Gohan?" He asked quietly, keeping his distance.
"No, everything fine, just peachy." He retorted before sitting down in front of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to meditate the rest of the day. Goku landed on the Lookout about a minute later. He was quite confused and upset by the way Gohan had reacted.
"Kami, what's up with Gohan, he seemed really mad at me, I don't know why though. I didn't do anything, at least I don't think I did."
"I don't know Goku, I really don't know what enraged Gohan like that, but, if it was you, you must have said something that struck a nerve."
"But I didn't say anything, I just said that I was surprised that he didn't know what crab and lobster was considering it used to be one of his favorites, and then he just took off." Kami nodded his head with understanding.
"I know what you did. You see, when he came back, I bet you expected Gohan to be just as he was when he left, just as loving and gentle and polite as ever. But he isn't. Gohan saw you die, and that, I suppose, was the basis of his attitude. He grew up without a father in a world where insubordination could be punished by death. Lord Freiza must have been more then a hard task master for such a sweet and innocent boy to turn out acting like an apathetic monster." Kami said as serenely as if he were talking about the weather. Goku looked at him as if he was insane, but it dawned upon him that Kami was right. He DID expect Gohan to be the same, no matter how much he thought otherwise, and he had treated Gohan as if he were the child he once knew.
Gohan had not heard any of this conversation, as his mind was still mulling over what small scraps of memory of his life before being one of Freiza's soldiers. He remembered very little of the person that Goku called Gohan. He remembers running around on a grassy field and grabbing at Goku's legs in a mock attack. He remembers ChiChi, his mother, scolding him for shirking his studies and he remembers a party, his birthday, when he turned four. He also remembers Raddiz, everything about Raddiz and what he had said to Goku, down to the very wording, he also remembers the pod, and seeing Goku die through heavy lidded eyes.
/That boy was nothing more then a weak fool. The Gohan that was deserved to see his father die, for being so weak in the first place./ He thought, although, deep within his heart, he didn't believe a single word of it.