True Friend
Chapter Two
The Loss of a Father (The Gain of a Friend)
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
(Gohan's pov)
"Dad!" Gohan screamed as he woke up.
It had been a week since Goku's death he was taking it hardly. Vegeta was taking it worse than he would admit. You could tell the fire in his eyes had dimmed. He even started to train less. Gohan had taken it the worst of all. Everyone had very little to say and they all looked gloomy.
"You're supposed to be here for us. You're supposed to be here for me. Why! Dad. Why couldn't you let me help. Now...now what am I supposed to do without you to be here for me?"
He went outside and started to fly he didn't care where he was going. He just had to blow some steam off. But he couldn't find a spot. Every time he landed he remembered something he and his dad had done there.
Every time he would talk with Vegeta he would say to him,
"Your father was a true warrior. He gave his life to save this planet and it's people. You should be proud."
This gave him very little comfort because he'd rather have his father alive. So he could talk with him about life and fighting. But that wasn't a luxury he had. The closest he could come was Piccolo, and he didn't talk much. Sometimes he and Vegeta would spar, but Vegeta didn't talk very much either. Vegeta would sometimes tell him about their ancestors. He explained things a little more than Goku had. Over time they began a training program together, and made it a habit to train often and hard. Vegeta and he grew close, although you would never be able to tell, because the kind of affection they showed to each other was more understood than expressed verbally. Through their talks and fights they helped each other to eventually recover from the loss of a true hero and friend to all.