Life of Gohan

By Silvertress

Disclaimer: Do people that write ever get sick of writing one of these. I don't own Dragon Ball Z. I do own the content in this story even if the characters are not my own. If there are any similarities to any other fic that is pure coincidence.

Author's Note: Over 120 reviews man you readers are so awesome. Thank you so much for reading this long. The editing of this fic is still going on, I think it'll be finished soon. That's all that I really have to say. Except as always Read, Review and Enjoy.

On With the Show:

            Suddenly the ground shook rattling everything in the house. Trunks and Gohan yelled what at the same time and started running out the door. There Gohan saw the two Androids hovering in the air the sister seemed to be holding a small girl with brown hair.

At this sight all color in Trunks' face was lost. "How can this be? Pan! I killed you two god damn-it." Trunks yelled his hair immediately turning gold as an aura surrounded his body.

"Looks like you didn't do a very good job." 18 said, brushing her hair out of her eyes. "Try anything stupid and the girl gets it."

"Don't touch her." Trunks screamed launching himself at the Androids. Gohan let an aura surround him also and followed Trunks' lead.

Trunks went for 17 and delivered a punch right in the middle of his face.

"I'll destroy you once more. I did it already." Trunks said after the impact.

"You damn fool. That wasn't us, it were copies of ourselves we were trying. They didn't work very well. So we stopped that project. We only tried it to see if it would be more fun and it wasn't. Now it's our turn. Your friend looks like he could be fun also." 17 laughed as he rubbed his nose.

"Gohan grab Pan. I'll take care of them." Trunks yelled.

"Daddy?" The little girl whispered. Gohan flew towards 18 knowing that this was Trunks' fight. He kneed the Android who dropped the girl. He grabbed her and flew off as fast as he could. Trunks started punching the male Jinzouningen. 17 not being ready for the leap in Trunks' power was unable to block. The dark haired Android started to fall through the air but stopped the momentum of the plummet just before he hit the Earth. Seeing that the boy from the past took his future self's daughter from his sister he went to see how she was. Still bent over she was letting out groans grabbing at her stomach. Looks like the machine can sense malfunctions. But can it really feel pain or emotion. Not after all that they have done. They can sense and imitate but they'll never truly feel. Trunks thought. Hovering he saw the Android recover and launch herself at him. He blocked the punch she tried to land by crossing his forearms together. Hastily he brought down his arms and caught her hand. He then brought his leg up to the spot the other Hybrid had previously hit.

As she doubled over Trunks took back his hands and used his fist to put force on her back and send her propelling down to Earth. "This is for all the pain you've caused." With that he let a blue energy ball come from his hands and go straight for her. She had no time to block it the free fall she was in wouldn't allow it. In seconds over the screaming of her brother she had imploded into dust. At that the partner of the first went at him in what seemed rage. Blocking the Jinzouningen's foot, fist, or knee easily with his forearms and fist as well as dodging. When he saw one of the more easily accessible openings he took it and finally started his own series of final attacks. With that he was going as fast as his body would allow. 17 didn't know what was hitting him. Almost near shutting down from so many

    "This is for Gohan." With that he let his remaining energy loose to end the terror that had been infliction the Earth for so long. After that it was a blur. He had exerted too much energy and was about to pass out. His limp body fell into the ready hands of Gohan. Descending back to Earth Gohan started to take him to Bulma as his hair turned from Gold back to its original Lavender.

    A white light was before him as he opened his eyes.

    "Trunks if you see a light please don't go into it." He heard the high voice of Pan yell. The sounds around him were distorted and the tones seemed to echo.

            The light was slowly coming into focus and the bright light that had covered his whole vision was turning oval into what seemed to be a lamp. Then the light was blocked out by what seemed to be someone's face. The blue seemed to almost glow.

      "Mom?" He asked.

     "It's me. Trunks are you alright?" She questioned moving away letting the now clear shine of the lamp shine. 

    "Fine just a little dizzy. It's over Mom finally after all this time." He smiled sitting up on the lab table, which he sat. As he rose his head came into hard contact with the white light. With a clank he bent his neck and started rubbing the new bump forming on his head. He let out a small cry of ow.

     "He can battle and defeat killer Androids with only a few wounds. But when it comes to lamps he gets a concussion." Bulma laughed.

     Trunks was joined by three others in a chuckle.  Getting up slowly he was relieved to notice most of his ki was returning.

      "Yet again that was amazing how did you finish them off?" Gohan asked. Trunks smiled and started to retell the events he had experienced an unknown amount of time ago.

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The four stood in the lab Bulma used. Trunks told them move by move how he defeated the Android. The young girl looked rather bored and kept staring at Gohan. As Bulma went into conversation with Trunks the four or five year old walked slowly to Gohan.

"Are you my Daddy?" She questioned tugging on his pant leg. At this the young Super Saiya-jin didn't know how to reply. He looked closer to her then he saw something, which startled him. She had his Father's eyes the ones that Gohan had inherited from him. But the rest of her was someone else. He reached deep into her impressive ki to sense what ties it had. He had learned long ago from Piccolo that children usually inherited small signals of their parents' ki in their own signals as a natural way to keep a person living on. Closing his eyes he reached into her and to his amazement found his own signature and another one he had encountered but only once. It was that of the Satan girl that he had seen when he was with Lime. That meant that she was in a sense Gohan's child. Not his but his future self's.

            Of course he had a chance to make a family. But I didn't know that he had a kid. How do you respond to something like that? If my Mirai self got together with this times Videl will that mean I will. Am I seeing my future?

            "Um sir…Mr. Gohan, are you alright?" The little girl tugged on his pants once more. He looked down at her and smiled. Nodding to her he was about to submit the awkward answer he had came up with but was interrupted.

      "Pan you know he can't be your Father. He's been gone for a very long time. This is just a boy with the same name as him. You better go on to your Mother. She'll be worried. Is she alright?" Trunks said gently.

            Shifting her gaze to him she nodded. Disappointment apparent on his small face with was so full of hope moments ago. "No Mommy is fine. I was picking flowers when they grabbed me. I can already sense her looking for me. She must be worried. I'll go tell her that you finally did it." The girl said in a manner that seemed not to match her age. With that the girl looked back to Gohan. "You should be very happy with your name. It was my Daddy's too and he was a great courageous fighter. I can tell that you resemble him in that." She said softly. That convinced him that she must've gotten her manner of speech from him. In his young years he was known to impress people with his articulation of the Japanese language using words that sometimes adults didn't understand.

      "It was very nice meeting you." Gohan said softly.

     "Same here. Bye." She said waving both Trunks and Bulma replied by saying their own farewells.

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            Bulma had gone and started to analyze the virus and Gohan was left with Trunks. "So my future self did have a family. That was his daughter. It's depressing how she didn't even get a chance to know him." Gohan said melancholically.

     "He was a great person. I hold him in the highest reverence that you hold Goku in." Trunks replied. Gohan looked up at Trunks with open teal eyes. Even if it was an alternate self that was still a compliment.

     "I do hold my Father in the highest regard for many things but I think you're as good as him." Gohan replied fiddling with the cushion next to him. The two had moved to what appeared to be a sitting room. Gohan now sat on an old black leather couch cross-legged and a cushion in his lap. Trunks sat to his left in a matching recliner chair.

     "I wouldn't look to hard to find someone in the same league as him. Just look into the mirror. You as I are in the same situation now. Through the same means. We both are the strongest on this planet and that is a curse and a gift. Us with Saiya-jin blood yearn to fight and train there's nothing to that. If we don't suppress that urge it makes us insane. Especially as you grow older. As that occurs slowly you learn it's not the pain you can cause or the victory but the art. If you focus on that the human side doesn't give into the perception of how barbaric it is." Trunks went on to say.

     "I considered stopping but I've learned it's not the right, thrill, or the privilege that I fight but the obligation." Gohan said his head bowed, his hands still fiddling gently with the fringes of the pillow.

     " That lesson I think we both learned soon on. We both grew up surrounded by violence it seems to run with our families and the company we keep. I can also believe that you asked to be train as I did." Trunks said looking off at some object.

     "I did. At several different occasions. Did you?" Gohan said shortly looking at Trunks.

    " I had to beg when I was about eight or so. I wanted to be able to help. As I believe you did." The older teen went on. Commencing again when he saw an agreeing nod from his younger. "Still we fight and train on. Now that the Androids are gone I'll still train and keep my skills up. It's an ongoing destiny to protect this Earth as well as Universe if need be."

     " You sound so much like Vegita at times it's scary." Gohan tired to joke.

    "It's a blessing that we have that one thing in common. You're so lucky that you know that sort of thing. You see you have them all don't take them for granted." Trunks said putting his hands behind his head with his elbows bent, slowly reclining in the chair.

     "I'll remember. But you can have them all back you know. I can teleport to Namek using Instant Transmission. We could wish them back all of them." Gohan said. Surprised when he saw Trunks shaking his head.

    "We can't do that. None of them wish to return. They all agree their time is over. None of them would comply with the wish if made. The Namekians in this dimension destroyed their Dragon Balls a long time ago. They thought they were to dangerous with all that almost happened with Freiza." Trunks said.

    "I'm very sorry." Gohan said.

    "There's nothing to be sorry about. What ever happens happens. But even with out them I'll go on. There is a whole world to rebuild. We both kind of do. You and me we're more similar then it seems." Trunks said.

   "Thanks for talking with me Trunks it's very reassuring. You seem to understand everything I've gone through." Gohan thanked his face raising so that his teal eyes met the cerulean of Trunks.

   "Just as your future self did me. It was good to have a talk like this. Few understand what we really go through." Trunks said.

   "Trunks. I got the first ingredients I need." Bulma called from her lab.

    "Looks like our break is over with." Trunks said smiling and getting up to meet his mother. Gohan was amazed at how easily he went from topic to topic. I guess I'm not so alone as I though. With this and talking with Trunks some more I might just get over everything. Maybe I'll even be able to help him somehow. That can be left for later. Time to do what I have to. Gohan thought putting down the cushion and following Trunks.

Author's Note: Yes, for once I really didn't leave a cliffhanger. I'm so proud of myself. Now that you read it I hope you enjoyed it and will now review flame praise all is accepted. As long as the flame have reason and substance behind it. This chapter as the next few will be used for character development. Thanks please review.

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