A/N: This is a DBZ fic that will span from the end of the Cells Games until at least the Budokai Tournament that Goku comes back for. Most likely after wards as well. It is a sort of AU because parts of it follow the DBZ storyline.
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own DBZ? No, I don't. So please, don't sue me. I write this only for my own pleasure and if others like it, than that's good, I'm glad that they do.
Key: :::: How Gohan and the Supreme Kai communicate with people, "" Talking, '' Thinking to one's self or how Gohan "talks" to the Supreme Kai, Bond speak
The meaning of father.
"Miss Videl, you're back early," a man, most likely a butler Gohan figured by the man's attire. "And you've got friends. Hello Miss Erasa, Mr. Sharpner."
"Hello Clive," Videl replied.
"Er, who are you young man?" Asked, the man, Clive when he reached Gohan.
"That's my new friend, Gohan," Videl explained.
"Sweet pea, you're home!" A booming male voice yelled from the top of the stairs.
"Hello daddy," Videl replied.
"Mr. Hercule, it's an honor to see you," Sharpner and Erasa said, a bow and curtsy accompanying.
::Hello sir.:: Gohan answered.
"Videl, who's you new friend?" Asked the Great Hercule.
::My name is Gohan, Son Gohan.:: Gohan told the man.
"Did you say Son?" Asked Hercule. He felt like he knew the boy and he hoped it wasn't true on how he thought he knew him.
::Yes, I said Son.:: Gohan replied.
"Come on, let's go get something to eat!" Videl announced. She took her friends and headed into the dining room. The room was almost as large as Bulma's little lab. Which wasn't all that little, seeing as you could fit half of the Lookout into the room. Which happened to be underground. Far from the public's eye. Gohan didn't eat as much as he liked to have, but he wasn't starved anymore either.
"So, Gohan, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?" Erasa suggested when they were done.
::Okay, what do you want to know?:: Gohan asked.
"Where are you from? Who're your parents? Where do you live? Stuff like that," Erasa told him.
::I was born in the 439 Mountain Area and grew up there until I was 12.:: He replied.
"Really, that's so far away! Why'd you move?" Asked Erasa.
::My mother and I visited a friend of the family's, and she died giving birth to my little brother when we were visiting them. That's why I moved.:: he explained.
"That's sad," Videl said.
::I moved to North City, that's where my godmother and her husband live.:: Gohan went on.
"North City, do you mean you still live there now?" Asked Videl.
::No, I only live there on the weekends. during the week I stay with a friend who lives in Satan City.:: Gohan said, lying through his, umm, mind, I guess is the answer.
"Oh, that makes sense," Erasa said, the others nodding their heads in agreement.
"What about your dad?" Asked Sharpner. Gohan didn't answer, but only put his head down, looking at the table cloth.
::My father is dead to me.:: He finally said. ::I see him occasionally, but he's not interested in me or my brother and why should I like him when he deserted me?::
"Oh," was the collective answer.
::Listen, I should be headed home now.:: Gohan said, getting up. ::Bye.:: He left the room, leaving the other teens confused.
"Kid, your the one, aren't you?" Hercule said, pinning the teen to the wall.
::The one what?:: Asked Gohan.
"I remember a man named Son Goku at the Cell Games. I don't know what happened to him, but there was a kid, about ten or eleven with him. That kid's name was Gohan. It was you, wasn't it?" Asked Hercule.
Gohan stared at the man, calmly removing Hercule's hand from his shoulder. The look he gave Hercule was a scary one. It was one that he recognized as a look of loathing. The same look the man named Vegeta who was rumored to be the husband of Bulma Briefs had given him at the Cell Games after Hercule had taken to cowering on the sidelines.
::Never mention the name Son Goku around me again. You d not want to face an angry saiya-jin.:: Gohan warned, flashing between Super Saiya-jin and normal. Gohan left.
'Why do things like this always happen to me? Why must I be the one with all the problems, all the troubles?' Gohan thought. He flew off to Capsule Corp., Yamcha still at home. Everyone was busy, so he went up to his room. He stared at the pendant around his neck. Onyx black was joined by it's sister silver as the two collided and broke the barrier between Otherworld and Gohan's.
Walking through to the door he knew so well that would lead him where he wanted, Gohan began to descend down to HFIL. He needed to speak to someone.
::Radditz, you started it all.:: Gohan said as he stopped in front of his uncle's cell. He ignored everyone else.
'What does he want?' Radditz thought.
::Advice.:: Gohan replied.
'Are you reading my thoughts?' The saiya-jin asked.
::Yes.:: Gohan replied.
'What do you need my advice on?' Asked Radditz, curious.
::How do I forget my father? How can I get past my hatred of him?:: Asked Gohan. Radditz was shocked by this. It was the ultimate dishonor a person could inflict in the Saiya-jin culture. What had his little brother done to make his nephew want to do something like this?
::I hate him. That's all you need to know.:: Gohan replied. He felt something touch his shoulder and it burned. He gasped and said he had to go. All to soon he was back, lying on his bed. He opened his eyes and found Vegeta standing over him.
::What do you want?:: Gohan said crossly.
"Get up, something's wrong. I don't know what, but something's not right," Vegeta said. Gohan listened, Vegeta's instincts were almost always right. The two stayed up for a long time before Vegeta said that all was okay.
The next morning, Gohan turned his permission slip into the teacher at school and sat down next to his friends, but he ignored them. He was to busy fuming. For some reason, he couldn't cross between the worlds. He so wanted to go back to see his uncle. He wanted to learn how his father could be dishonored. The field trip was the Monday of the following week and so, he waited impatiently until the day.
::Bye, be back in a few hours!:: Gohan thought as he left the building for school. It was the Friday of his field trip to home.
'Bye Gohan,' Bulma said from her lab. Trunks and Goten said their goodbyes in person and Gohan received a grunt from Vegeta, who was in his precious gravity room. Gohan flew to school, hoping that he could return home soon. As he walked into the classroom, he noticed something. Everyone had a suitcase or backpack.
"Gohan, where's your stuff?" Asked Videl when he found his friends.
::Didn't bring any.:: He answered.
"Everyone, on the bus!" The teacher yelled before the conversation could continue. Gohan got a seat to himself, and watched out the window as everything went by. It was raining and Gohan felt that rain reflected his mood perfectly. All to soon, they were at Capsule Corp. and he felt like maybe it was possible to kill God and get away with it.
"Where's everyone at?" Asked a student. They were on the bus, not wanting to go out into the rain. Unfortunately, nobody was outside waiting to greet them in. After twenty minutes, Gohan got off the bus and walked up to the building. Putting his hand on the scanner, he walked inside, leaving his classmates amazed. In a rush, everyone was off the bus, trying to see if they could get inside as well. Which they couldn't. Gohan came down a few minutes later, in completely different clothes and opened the door.
::Sit, Bulma will be here any moment.:: He ordered. Like a flock of sheep, the group listened. Gohan walked over to a large closet and opened it to reveal a large stereo system. He turned it on and a song started to play. In Saiya-jin. It was Vegeta's one musical reminder of Planet Vegeta. Gohan liked it as well, though it annoyed Bulma to no ends. She didn't like the music one bit.
A/N: Well, this is where the story chapter will end. Not much has happened to me lately, so I don't have much to say for once. Which is rare. I wonder, how many people have read Return to Home? It's the next story in the Miniseries, which is what I call IMO, MNIO, and PTS. Those are abbreviations to those who couldn't guess. I'm to lazy to do the full names for them. They're separate stories and you can read them if you like. Oh, and I've got part of the next chapter of Kimi watashi ga natsukashi written for those reading it.
