A/N- Ok, I've decided to keep up with the stroy as it is, thanks for the support with it. However, I'm changing the ages to those that appear in the manga (Gohan is nine when he kills Cell), so he will be 16 at school. I recommend reading the manga if possible, it is better than the show, but doesn't have as much relationship stuff in it. Gohan is not as nerdy though, and doesn't say ridiculous things like 'turbospeed', and the poses are done once, (they were just a piss take of sailor moon), and the saiyaman outfit looks alright. The entire anime was altered from the manga to make Goku look stronger tham he actually is, mystic gohan is actually at least 3 times stronger than ssj3 Goku, even ssj Gotenks is. Sorry to ramble on, here is chapter 3.


Gohan continued to sit there with his sister standing by his side, simply glaring at him. He slowly rose to his feet and looked her in the eye. He saw pain in them, but he saw the hope and innocence that he was so sure had left his own. He had resigned himself to being the way he was, it was to much of an effort to retain a happy, cheerful demeanor.

"Is this the way you want Goten to see you when he's older? To see a brooding, cold and angry role model? Because that's what he will see you as. You want him to have to look up to someone like Vegeta?" She demanded.

"Of course not. God forbid he ends up anything like me." He said sullenly.

"Well that's what will happen, because you are acting just like him right now."

"Well Piccolo used to act like this, and I turned out fine. For a little while at least" he sighed.

"Yes, but you had dad too. You had his influence."

"Well he'll have you, and our mother and all the others."

"Yes, but he needs a male, a permanent male figure to look up to. You."

He quickly rose to his feet. "I'm going to the Lookout. I can't stand it here anymore." He shot off before Mika could gauge the look on his face.

As quickly as possible, without transforming Gohan raced to the lookout. He needed some time to think. As he ascended the tower and set his feet on the tiled surface of his destination, he saw his mentor and long time friend looking where he stood. He had been expecting him. Gohan sat down and dangled his legs precariously over the edge. Piccolo moved over to him and stood imposingly to the side, their heads almost six feet apart, and looked down upon his former student.

"We were watching that, Dende and I. You know that your sister's right. And I know that you don't really want to be like this at all."

"No, I don't, but I have no choice. I just can't shake these feelings off. I really don't want to rub any of this off on Goten. He's only just been born, but it won't be long until he will really start to pick up on emotions and moods. And the same goes for Trunks. Just imagine what he might turn out like if Vegeta is his only influence in life." Piccolo, who had by this time actually sat down beside Gohan to his surprise, let out a low chuckle at this, the thought of a purple haired, miniature version of Vegeta running around not seeming too appealing. "Trunks really seemed to look up to the Gohan in his time, he trained him and looked after him, I just hope I can measure up."

"Well it was you wasn't it, so I'm sure you will."

"I don't know how Trunks did it, how he kept himself from ending up like I am now."

"Maybe he just hid it well, and besides, people are different, not all of us have the same reactions to events. Besides, his circumstances were very different. The life he knew was the one he had known for his entire existence, he knew of nothing else, but you have lived a peaceful life for some sections of your time here. You have vivid memories of how good it can be, and how that has been stripped away from you. But you have to remember, you are a 9 year old boy. You shouldn't of been training to fight evil aliens and travelling to the far reaches of the galaxy at your age. A 9 year old boy should not be the most powerful being in the universe either, but look how things turned out. I thonk you need a way to let your emotions out, and to vent your frustration."

"What do you suggest?"

"A good sparring partner."

"Like you?"

Piccolo let out a short laugh. "No chance. There is no way I could keep up, it wouldn't be worth it."

"Who do you suggest then?"

"Vegeta."

"I was afraid you were gonna say that."

"Why don't you want to train with him?"

"I'm not sure. Anyway, he never even wanted to train with his son, why would he let a son of Kakkarot train with him?"

"I'm pretty sure he didn't enjoy it when you became so much stronger than him. He will want to attain the level you have reached, maybe he will let you help him a little. And since Goku's dead, he has lost his rival. He really wanted to test his strength against your father, and you are the next best thing. At least talk to him about it. He is the strongest next to you. Even though you are far above him, he is the only option. Just talk to him about it, I'm sure that this'll lighten you up a bit. And it will keep your strength up, just in case. Not all threats are related to that big headed father of yours."

"There's only one problem."

"What's that?"

"My mother."

A smile graced Piccolo's lips, thinking of the trouble they would undoubtedly have when trying to convince Chichi to allow Gohan to train even a little. "Just explain to her how it will help you, I'm sure she doesn't want you growing up like this. It's not like you will be training all the time. I think one day a week or so will be enough. But I suggest you wait a little while, until the child is a bit further along, you will have to help your mother as much as possible over the next few months. Both of you kids will need to look after the little one."

"Yeah, you're right, I'll wait a few months. Thanks for the chat Piccolo, I'll come by some time soon to check up on Dende and you. Ok?"

"Sure thing. Just keep your chin up, and don't go beating the crap out of some poor sap in the city at the slighest annoyance."

Gohan stood up, ready to depart. "Don't worry, I'll be keeping out of the city, unless dropping in at Capsule Corp for something, until I have my chat with Vegeta of course." With that he flew off the Lookout, heading straight towards his family at CC.


A/N- Things are going slow at the moment in the story, but should pick up soon. I don't care, I'm not writing this for awards.