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"But what can we do to help him? I've never seen him like this before."

Vegeta stepped away from the wall and started walking towards the Gravity Chamber. "Leave him be. A true saiyan will solve his problems on his own."

"But he isn't a true saiyan. He's just half. Don't you get it Vegeta? He's not like other saiyans. He's different from all of them, especially you."

Vegeta stopped in his tracks. She had a point there. He ignored her last comment and continued toward his destination.

"Gohan, I wish there was some way we could make the pain go away. I miss that happy little boy you used to be," Bulma whispered to herself as she peered down the hallway Gohan went.


Chapter 3

The Incident

Let's say that life for the last nine months has been pure and utter hell. Gohan had been flying all over the place to satisfy the 'urges' Chichi had developed for even the most unusual foods. From morning sickness to cravings, these events literally drove Gohan mad, especially from the intensity of the cravings. Luckily today was a day where there was not a disturbance for the last few hours. Gohan sighed with relief because maybe now he would actually be able to concentrate on his training and not have to worry about his mother's needs.

He thought wrong when in the middle of a spar, a loud screeching scream echoed through the air. Gohan rushed into the house again and was not surprised to find his mother in pain, writhing on the floor.

"Gohan… I-I think it's time," she hissed weakly through clenched teeth.

Gohan didn't waste anytime in picking up his mother and flying her towards a local hospital, but remembered Bulma's instructions. Since the baby is half saiyan, the intensity of the childbirth would be extremely hard for the normal doctors to handle. So, she instructed for Gohan to bring Chichi to Capsule Corp. when the time comes.

Once Gohan had landed on the front lawn, he rushed her into the building. Bulma emerged from her lab from hearing all the racket to find her friend in the painful stage of labor.

"Gohan, bring her into the last room down the hall. Hurry!" she directed as she pushed Gohan in the direction.

In less then three seconds, Gohan arrived at the room and gently laid her mother on the bed. "Mom..."

Chichi clenched her teeth and gripped tightly onto the handlebars of the bed. "I forgot how painful this was," she managed to say through her agony.

Pretty soon the rest of the crew entered in on the scene. "Gohan, I suggest that you wait outside for now. It may take a while before the baby is actually born. Vegeta is sleeping right now, so you may use the gravity room to release your energy."

Gohan nodded and quickly headed for the metallic room where he could train as much as needed without having to worry about injuring those around him. The minute he entered through the doors, he powered up his maximum as a Super Saiyan 1 and set the gravity to 1000 times Earth's normal gravity. Immediately he felt the force push upon him. Gohan closed his eyes for a brief period before gripping at his head and let out a scream from all the built up stress.

Light flooded the small room and cracks began to appear on the surface of the metal as Gohan's energy continued to increase. Finally when the light died down, a boy with a darker and longer golden hair with aqua eyes stood in the center of the room. Gohan clenched his fists and let out a fury of punches and kicks into the air. This was a hard time for him. His new brother was to be born any time now and all he could do was wait outside while his mother suffers from the pain. Gohan powered up a little more and began to do flips and other moves, practicing while the extreme force pushes against him. After a few minutes of intense training, Gohan stood in the center of the room with both hands by his side. Right now he was useless just like the time he was when fighting against Cell. He clenched his fists even tighter and closed his eyes tighter, hoping that the memories would fade into the subconscious of his mind. He didn't want to remember those painful memories, ever.

At that sudden the door opened and the gravity dropped back to one. The reason for the dropping of the pressure was to not injure those not accustomed to the gravity. The door revealed a figure standing at the doorway with his hand by the control panel. He was a little short, but tall none the least, with wild spiky black hair, black eyes, and wore a spandex suit. "What do you think you are doing?"

Gohan looked in his direction with an intense glare and answered coldly. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

The man snorted and closed the door behind him. "Come on boy, set back the gravity to the previous level you were training in before I walked in."

He looked at him a little suspiciously. "Are you sure you can handle that, Vegeta?"

Again he snorted. "Of course I can. What do you take me for? I'm not the Prince of Saiyans for nothing, you know."

Gohan walked slowly to the control panel and pushed a few buttons. Slowly the force and gravity began to pummel down on the two fighters. Finally the gravity came to a halt at 1000.

Vegeta stood there with his arms crossed, until the force came to him. His arms dropped to his side and he was forced to power up to Super Saiyan. After doing so, he found it useless, as the intensity of the pressure was still too great for him to bear. Finally, he powered up to his maximum level and stood there panting in front of the unfazed Gohan.

"I will not loose to the son of a third class baka!" he hissed through clenched teeth as he slowly drifted closer to the floor.

Gohan looked upon him indifferently and turned to look in another direction. It was just like Vegeta to insult his father like that, so it was not a big surprise. Standing there for a brief period of time, Gohan realized that Vegeta was on all fours and was struggling to get up. Gohan gazed upon the prince for a moment before relinquishing whatever pride he had developed over his battle with Cell and tuned down the gravity to 400.

Vegeta's heavy breathing slowed and returned to normal. Slowly and shakily, he rose to his feet. "I did not need mercy from you," he said bitterly.

Gohan kept his cool posture and walked to one side of the room where he would be able to train alone, without having the prince bothering him. He began slowly, starting off with a few kicks and punches before going on full force with barrage of attacks.

Vegeta glared at the boy from the corner of his eyes. He knew what was bothering the demi-saiyan, but would never condescend himself to give pity to a low level warrior. Stopping in the middle of his own training, Vegeta fired a ki blast at the boy.

An unscathed Gohan deflected the blast. He turned around to face his assailant. "What do you want Vegeta?"

"Quit your weeping and let's spar. I'm tired of your demeanor."


"AAAHHHHHH!!!!!" the dreadful scream of Chichi echoed throughout Capsule Corp.

"Just one more push Chichi! Just one more!" Bulma guided.

Chichi gritted her teeth and gripped the handlebars of the bed so hard, the bars bent. Eventually, after one final push, a little boy with spiky hair with a fuzzy brown tail emerged.

"H-He looks just like Goku!" exclaimed Bulma as she freed the infant from his mother.

"G-Goten." Chichi shot her friend a weak smile and plopped back down on the bed, closing her eyes while doing so.

"Aren't you glad Chichi? You've got a healthy baby boy!" Bulma exclaimed while wrapping a cloth around the newly born demi-saiyan.

Bulma waited for a reply. When she didn't receive any, she began to panic. She quickly handed the infant to a nearby nurse and instructed her to take care of him.

"Chichi?" she called before picking up the limp hand of her friend. Quickly finding her pulse, she was surprised by the outcome.

"Oh my God!" Bulma screamed. She knew something was wrong the moment the baby Goten started kicking harder against Chichi. It looks like Chichi's body was no longer capable of sustaining the demi-saiyan. "Chichi," Bulma wept as she clutched onto the bedspread.

A moment later, Vegeta and Gohan rushed into the room. "What happened? Why the hell are you weeping for?" yelled Vegeta.

Bulma couldn't respond. All she could do was weep.

"Bulma, what happened?" Gohan asked as he walked over to her. All she could do was point at the limp figure before them.

Gohan gritted his teeth and hesitantly reached out to grab his mother's hand. He felt for her pulse. Instantly he dropped her arm. Dread, horror, and anguish flashed in his eyes. His eyes widened as much as they could go. There was no pulse.


The funeral was held the next day near the Son house. All friends of Chichi came to honor her death. As the priest mumbled words about how great Chichi was, Gohan gritted his teeth and restrained any tears that was to come.

Everyone wept, except for Piccolo, Vegeta, and 18, who miraculously appeared. "She was always a strong woman," Piccolo mumbled.

"Not to mention loud and annoying," added Vegeta.

"Vegeta!" Bulma hissed through her tears. "Now is not the time for those comments!"

Vegeta just snorted and crossed his arms. "Whatever."

Eventually the speeches were done and the coffin was buried. Everyone dispersed and went their separate ways. "Vegeta," called Bulma.

"I'll be there in a minute," he responded.

Bulma nodded her head in understanding and walked away slowly.

"Rest in peace, Kakarotto's mate," he whispered before walking off in the direction his wife went.

As soon as everyone was gone, Gohan sat by a rock with his head buried in his hands. "Why?" he asked through tears.


Since the death of Chichi, it was decided that Gohan and Goten go live with their grandfather, the Ox King.


Sorry that this was kind of short. I've recently got the chicken pox and it is not fun. Stupid immunizations did not work! So, be warned! Well, ahem, anyways, I hope this was angsty, because that was my goal. If it isn't, I've got some work to do.

It's like I've said, the next chapter would also be angsty, but the following one wouldn't. Hopefully things would lighten up when Videl enters the scene.

Next Chapter: Life with the Ox King is going fine, until something happens. Next Chapter, Many Condolences.