Disclaimer: Me no own.

Teen Gohan: (looking at DBZ Chick1) You mean you are just pissed off at people for not reviewing your other stories so you won't update them.

Me: (shaking head) You're wrong.

TG: Nope. You told me.

Me: (angrily) Do you want to die? I have the power.

TG: And I have Dragonballs and oh yes, Dad and Piccolo and maybe Vegeta would kill you.

Me: True. But I have the power to kill them too.

TG: …

TG: Anyway, notice how she tortures me in this fic.

Goku: (eating popcorn) She does that anyway. In all her fics.

TG: You do have point…

Me: Hello, we're keeping the readers in suspense!

TG: (smirking) You only have two.

Me: WWWAAAHHH!

Goku: Aw, Gohan you made her cry.

TG: She deserved it.

Goku: True.

TG: Well, demonpenguin control your friend. Yea, I guess this story is good, but why pressure her?

Me: Hey she's my friend! Bonehead!

TG: Okay, I will be truthful…

Goku: Naughty boy. It's just after Christmas.

TG: It is genius. And to ShadowObscurity, glad you liked my torture. I know the rest of the plotline and it is worse than death. Thanks for your review.

Me: WWWAAA- Yea! Time for torture.

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'Goku was right. Gohan is an emotional wreck. He hasn't been a sleep for ten minutes and already he's tossing and turning.' Piccolo thought. He and Goku were standing against the white wall in Gohan's care room, keeping a close watch on Gohan. Gohan's face was scrunched up and he was tossing.

They had been trying to help Gohan sleep for the past hour, but he woke up every five minutes. The only thing they could do was wait for him to wake up, console him, and put him back into bed. "AH!" Gohan shot in the bed. Goku pushed himself off the wall, ready to go his son.

Sure enough, Gohan had started to shake and bawl again. "Gohan, it's okay. Nothing going's to happen. They're not going to hurt you." Gohan calmed down a bit, but continued to cry. The door opened; Bulma peeked her head in. "Goku, Chi-Chi's here."

Goku nodded, "Okay. Piccolo, could you tend to Gohan?" Piccolo nodded once and walked over to his shaking and sobbing friend and pupil. As Goku walked out to see his wife, Piccolo sat on the bed, rubbing Gohan's head.

Goku walked out, dreading what Chi-Chi would say. Chi-Chi came running down the hall, "Goku! I want to see him!" Chi-Chi started to hurry past Goku, but he stopped her. 

"No." Chi-Chi was startled, "What? Goku? Why?" Goku sighed, "Chi-Chi, he's in a really bad state. Even Piccolo is having a hard time helping him. You and I can't help. Especially you. If he knew you had seen him like this, he'd be even more hurt."

"Goku I don't understand. Bulma said that he was found hurt." Goku took a deep breath; this wasn't going to be easy. "Chi-Chi…Gohan…was…he was…raped." The last word out of Goku's mouth was quiet.

Chi-Chi gasped, before fainting. Goku knew that was going to happen. Krillin walked over and picked her up. He took her to a chair and left her there. Goku sat there for a few minutes, before Chi-Chi woke up.

She immediately got up, "Goku I have to see him!" Goku was firm, "No. He's a wreck right now. I can't allow you to see him" Chi-Chi's face contorted in anger; she rose her hand and slapped Goku.

Chi-Chi ran past her shocked husband and into Gohan's care room. "Baby?" Chi-Chi walked over to her son. She began to check over Gohan's wounds, when Gohan jerked away. "Gohan, come here."

Gohan's eyes started to tear up. Luckily, Goku walked in and dragged Chi-Chi out. "Goku, what do you think you're doing?!" Chi-Chi exclaimed. "Chi-Chi you saw him. The only ones he will let near him are Piccolo and I. He's a wreck."

  Chi-Chi burst into tears and ran down the hall. Goku knew she needed her space. Goku shook his head and walked back into Gohan's room. Gohan was sitting in Piccolo's lap. Goku walked over to the pair and sat down on the bed.

"Daddy." Gohan quickly scooted over into Goku's open arms. He balled his father's gi into his fists. Tears were spilling out onto Goku's gi. "I'm scared." For the first time in a day, Gohan actually comprehended where he was.

'He may have been awake yesterday, but he was still trapped in his nightmare.' Goku thought miserably. "Gohan, it's okay. They won't hurt you anymore." Gohan kept his grip on his father.

Goku stood up and walked out, still holding Gohan. He wanted the others to know that Gohan was awake. "Gohan!" Krillin ran forward, "Hey buddy!" Gohan weakly said, "Hey." Yamcha and the others smiled slightly; they were getting somewhere.

Gohan barely had the strength to return it. "You hungry?" Goku asked to his son. Gohan shook his head. Goku was surprised; this was affecting him more than he thought. "Well, back to bed then." Gohan nodded, "Can Piccolo stay?"

Goku nodded in agreement. Goku was kind of surprised at Gohan's paranoia. Goku walked into the care room and dumped the demi-saiyan on the bed. He smiled and then walked out, leaving him with Piccolo.

"You okay, kid?" Gohan shrugged. "Nothing's going to hurt you again. I made that promise to you eight years ago." Gohan flopped over onto his back and put his hands behind his back. "Piccolo…can you tell me about the first time you saw me?"

Piccolo glanced at Gohan and nodded. "We had just defeated Raditz." Gohan shuddered slightly, but Piccolo made no notice. "Vegeta and Nappa…" Gohan shuddered again, but Piccolo kept on going.

"You were bawling and I yelled at you. " Piccolo smiled at the memory of Gohan. For an hour, Piccolo retold the first stories of Gohan. At the end, Piccolo checked on Gohan. He was sound asleep. Gohan's face wasn't scrunched up or anything. That was a good sign.

Chi-Chi walked into the kitchen to see Goku stuffing his face. "Goku?! What are you doing?" She was still angry, "Our son is hurt and you're eating?!" "Chi-Chi…" Goku this is all your fault! If you hadn't trained him and dragged him into saving the world… Now look at what you've done!"

"Chi-Chi…" "Not another word!" Chi-Chi stomped out angrily. Goku pushed his food away and put his head down. First his son getting hurt and now his wife was mad. Great.

"You think that brat has had enough?!" "No. We need the Hein Sword."

Piccolo and Goku had flown to the spot where Gohan had been when he had been taken. "This is where Gohan was lying down." said Goku, pointing to a large flat patch of grass. Then pointing to two pairs of shoe imprints, he stated, "This is where they snuck up."

Pointing to a large line, he said, "This is where they dragged him." "Now what? We know somebody knew about his strength and that there were two." Goku shook his head.

Gohan was playing with his soup. He was hungry, but he didn't feel like eating. He didn't have the energy. 'Should I have told Piccolo?' Gohan sighed. Hearing the down open, he turned his head.

His father entered the room. "Gohan, Bulma wants to take a DNA test." Gohan shrugged. A few hours later, Bulma entered, "I have the results."

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