Chapter Five
Vegeta banged his hand against Gohan's jaw making blood gush from his mouth. He was beating the living shit out of Gohan now. The experience was taking its toll, and he was coming out on top. Gohan was fighting hard but he has been definitely slacking over the last year in training.
"Stop!" Vegeta heard Krillin shout. Vegeta laughed and kept punching. Gohan was blocking well but every once in a while he would get in a shot. The beating was rough and the kicks were outrageously powerful. He didn't come just for the birthday party blow out candle affair, he wanted to test out his ability. He wanted to see what Gohan had to offer him. And so far, Gohan was proving himself an opponent to fight with on a constant basis, except he wanted to stay above Gohan on a training level. His final blow landed to Gohan's stomach, sending him flying down and sideways into the side of the mountain. Vegeta slowly descended down onto the ground as Krillin flew pathetically towards his side.
"Vegeta lay off!" Piccolo stated. Vegeta just kept his arms to his side and a smirk on his face.
"Namik I wasn't killing him, I was helping him out. He needs to keep up his training for he has slacked off the last year. His father would be disappointed in this action alone." Gohan groaned from the ground as he finally moved. He lifted up his hand and gave Vegeta the middle finger indicating he didn't appreciate the gesture or what he said.
"That wasn't pleasant, nor nice Vegeta." Krillin stated. Vegeta ignored Krillin.
"Kakkorot was a fine warrior but he lacked the determination to stay alive, you have the same faults cause you don't keep up with your training. You worked hard to get to where you are, and even though you show great potential in the end you are nothing more then a toys play for any enemy that comes along. You must be prepared for anything, Gohan." Vegeta grunted in a very sarcastic but caring tone. Of coarse, unless you knew Vegeta like only Bulma would, the caring just came out a flat tone of voice.
"I will beat you next time Vegeta." Gohan finally stated as he stood up now. His face bleeding which Vegeta couldn't say it was an easy victory, he just saw an opening and went for it. Gohan was loosing his focus on fighting and focusing on his education that left room for him to gain the advantage.
"Lets go for lunch, I'm sure my mom has an excellent meal made." Gohan flew up, wiping off his mouth. Krillin flying up with them, and they went back to the house.
Back at the house, Vegeta ate the food like he hadn't eaten for days. Chi-Chi chewed them out like a woman would but patched her son up like a baby. This was definitely a family he would want to avoid at all cost. Trunks and Goten were playing with toys outside as he ate. He just sat there and watched them play. He was wondering a bit about the fact this kid who looked identical to Goku was going to make it in the family. He would be a constant reminder to Chi-Chi and Gohan and to him about Kakkorot. Bulma was talking about visiting Chi-Chi more often and letting his child play with this inferior level of a child. He didn't want Kakkorot's child to play with his. He wanted them to be like he is to Goku, a friend.
He shook his head as he at the noodles. A friend? Was he a friend to him? He frowned as they all ate in their own silence. They were talking but he was silent. He just ate and ate for Sayines were good at eating. That was the one thing that never separated him from Goku, was the amount of food they could consume. This was definitely a topic he needed to address. Were they friends? Did Kakkorot consider him a friend? Or did they consider each other enemies? It was obvious what was capable of producing the better friendships, and what was not. Vegeta wanted to see Kakkorot again even though he hated his guts. He was a good enemy. He was a good opponent. He was a good sportman in fighting, and followed the rules unlike himself who would take any chance he got to see it come out in his advantage like today.
He had his battles and he had his pain but today proved his training paid off. He beat Gohan who was eating like his father. Goten had the toy and was walking on the ground. Vegeta just watched Goten's hair blow in the breeze. He looked very Sayine and not human like Gohan and Trunks. Vegeta wondered what it would be like in five years from now. His son would be trained in the ways of the Sayine race why he bet Goten would be taught in the ways of the human race, which was to go to school. He smiled, his son would be more powerful then Goten and if not Gohan then at least he knew his son would become one of the most powerful Sayines ever.
He had a lot of thinking to do and just watched in the corner of his eye how his wife and Chi-Chi interacted. This wasn't a good thing having them talk. He needed solo time to discuss this playing thing with Bulma. His wife was making the decisions when the decisions should rest upon him. Then she argued all he did was train so the decisions should lay with her instead, but as long as Sayines rule the house the decisions lay upon the husband. He thought thoughtfully to himself about kakkorot again. He missed the stupid head. He missed him more then life itself and looking at Goten made him choak inside. It made him want to stop eating, and take a flight around the world a few times to free his head of these thoughts.
How could a man who he hated, be missed so much?