Chapter Three- Sparring

Gohan's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. He stared at his father in such a way that Goku began to wonder just how long he had been gone.

"Dad!" Gohan exclaimed racing over and giving his father a great big hug, "I can't believe it!"

Gohan pulled away and looked up at Goku with sad eyes.

"I guess I am dead, aren't I?"

Goku gave his son a big hug back. He smiled that simple smile of his.

"What? Don't tell me you don't know!"

Gohan looked a bit uncertain. He looked up at his father once more and said, "If I died… I can't remember how."

"Why not?" Goku asked.

"Well, he is your son, Goku. Maybe he is just inheriting one of your more charming traits," King Kai said hotly. Both Goku and Gohan face fell.

"I am not forgetful!" Gohan snapped dusting himself off.

"Then how come you don't remember, hmmmm?" King Kai inquired.

"I guess it just wasn't that important," Gohan said thoughtfully scratching his chin.

Goku, King Kai, and the large man behind the desk all face fell. The whole room shook when the large man fell over. Gohan looked around and sweat dropped, "Was it something I said?"

"Your right, Gohan," Goku said getting up, "You can't be dead. There has to be some mistake. You're the strongest fighter in the universe! And you can't even remember how you died."

"He was knocked out and thrown into a lake. He drown, sir." The large man behind the desk mutter looking through his scrolls.

With that Goku burst out laughing, "You drowned?! Sheesh, Gohan. How pathetic is that?!"

Gohan raised a eyebrow, "By whom?"

"I am not able to release that information." The large man mumbled, "But a small boy could testify to who killed you."

Goku scratched his head, "What small kid?"

"Goten…" Gohan moaned, "He saw the whole thing…"


Goten sat by the cheek tossing stones he felt someone land behind him. He didn't say anything and continued to toss stones.

"Hey Goten," Trunks said in a kind voice, "I brought by some toys so we can play. You can be Cell and I'll be Hercule."

He picked up two dolls and had the Cell doll kick the Hercule doll in the dark zone.

"I think I have Hercule scream down pat since the tournament." Trunks grinned.

Goten tossed another rock into the creek not saying a word. Trunks rolled his bright blue eyes.

"Come on, Goten. You used to love to play this game!"

Goten turned and looked over at Trunks.

"I wanna spar."

His eyes were alit with a strange light that Trunks had only seen in his father's eyes when he looked at Goten's dad. Trunks took a step backwards.

"Well, okay. But I am still World Champion. You don't stand a chance."

"Only cause you cheated!" Goten smirked.

"Hey I gave you the pick of my best toys."

"Yes. I like them very much. Thanks." Goten grinned, "Doesn't change that fact though."


"Look at those two." Chichi sighed, "At it again. Lately all Goten wants to do is spar…"

"I guess Gohan's death has taken a huge toll on all of us." Bulma sighed, "Even Vegeta. I couldn't believe he wanted to come with me to Gohan's funeral. Poor Trunks. He was really down in the dumps about it as well. He stayed in his room for hours."

"At least your son will talk to you." Chichi muttered, "Goten is so quiet. I'm worried. I think this is leading up to something. I wish he would just tell me what is bothering him."


Goten flipped through the air and came pelting down at Trunk's side. Trunks narrowly avoided it and did a round house kick sending Goten skidding back a few yards. Goten and Trunks both pushed off the ground and hurled at each other in heavy mid air combat. They were just two blurs in the sky when suddenly a from when flying towards the stream. Goten let out a horrified scream of fright and turned rapidly. Trunks met him in the air with a upper cut. Goten landed on his back in the dirt. Trunks smiled and landed next to him.

"You let your guard down, Goten…"

Goten cringed as he shakily got to his feet. Trunks took a step backwards when he saw the tears spilling down Goten's cheeks,

"I saw Gohan die all over again! It happens every night and now I saw it a few minutes ago! The vision just won't go away!" Goten shouted.

He screamed with all his might as a yellowish aurora surrounded him. Goten's hair spiked upward and turned golden. His eyes went from a dark brown to a aqua blue. He came charging at Trunks with a powerful punch. Trunks just narrowly avoided the attack.

"Goten! What in the world are you doing?! Stop it!"

Goten spun around and kicked outward. His kick hit flesh and sent Trunks careening through the air. Trunks caught himself a few feet up only for Goten to meet him with a downward punch.

Trunk fell down to the ground and flipped out of the way just in time as Goten landed the same place he had just been. Trunks hair spiked up and brightened to gold as well. His eyes didn't change so much in color,

"Goten! Stop right now! Something is definitely wrong with you."

Goten disappeared from Trunks sight.

"Shoot!" Trunks shouted turning about.

But Goten wasn't there. He looked up to see Goten standing there chanting a very familiar chant,

"Kaaaaaaa maaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa maaaaaaa-"

"Goten stop!" Trunks cried in protest. Suddenly someone grabbed Goten from behind and dragged him to the ground. It happened so fast Trunks didn't see it. Trunks raced over to see Piccolo holding Goten down,

"Hiya Mr. Piccolo." Trunks smiled.

Piccolo was a namek or in other word a big green guy. He wore a white cape over his purple training outfit and a turban a top his head. He pinned Goten to the ground with some difficultly. His size and sneak attack were the only things in his favor. Goten eventually power down. He looked quite spooked.

"I dun wanna die, Mr. Piccolo."


To Be Continued…
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