Chapter 2: Gohan's Gone Crazy!

"So much power…" Piccolo was stopped in his tracks as worry begun to run through his veins. Gohan was angry, there was no doubt in his mind anymore, but why? What anger could be in such quantities when all he had around him was love and affection?

"Piccolo… I don't want to hurt you… but if you do not go now, I may be forced to…" He turned and faced his old mentor. He was not even in his Super Saiyan 2 State, yet static flew off his clothes and skin showing his defiance.

Piccolo did not budge; he crossed his arms, and showed the boy he was not going to just away until this was all sorted. Gohan took this as a dare, and burst forward with amazing speed, before the Namek had a chance to react the fist of the half Saiyan was fully embedded in his chest, making a gasped moan be released from Piccolo.

"I told you, no one can beat me anymore, so why don't you just go back to playing super heroes with your friends." Gohan smirked and teleported behind Piccolo, and holding his hands together, punched the back of Piccolo, sending him crashing down towards the ground.

Taking this as his opportunity Gohan flew off into the distance, making sure he couldn't be caught so easily again.

"You got beaten up by Kakkarot's son!" He laughed out loud and carried on what he was going to say. "You're even more pathetic than I first thought Namek."

"Shut it Vegeta, he caught me off guard."

The Saiyan laughed and left the room, leaving Chichi and Krillin who were constantly asking questions where he could be, and what had gotten into the kid, no answers were good enough for Chichi, and she was sending wave after wave of the same questions at Piccolo, nearly making him go insane.

"They think they are so clever… I'm probably the smartest out of all of them!"

Gohan sat atop of a cliff, his legs dangling down as he threw a stone down into the violent waters below. He needed some space from everything, his head was working overtime, he had no idea why he was acting so spoilt, even he knew it was weird, but he couldn't help it, everyone was so annoying today.

"So, you're just going to stay out in the cold all day?"

Someone spoke behind him, startling Gohan out of his train of thought. He looked behind curiously and saw Trunks walking towards him. Trunks felt partially responsible for Gohan, after losing him in the future, he felt it was his duty to make sure the younger boy was alright before he left back to his own time.

"If you've come to moan forget it, I'm not interested, I came for some peace." Before Gohan could even finish Trunks broke into the conversation.

"No, I came for the same thing. I won't say anything about the way you have been acting."

"Good."

Trunks turned his head and smiled at Gohan who showed a faint sign of happiness. "I heard you gave Cell a run for his money, I also heard you're the first to ever reach Super Saiyan 2, how did you manage that? I wish I could do that, it may shut my Dad up a bit."

Gohan turned his head more to see Trunks and laughed from the comment about Vegeta. Trunks cheered inside, he finally managed to get Gohan to laugh like he used to, but was it so simple? No doubt it would be harder to bring his old self back.

"He nearly killed me, but I am sure my father helped me. I managed to finally overpower him and kill him." Gohan said with a refreshing smile on his face.

"Nice, so want to show me some moves?" Trunks stood up and cracked his neck preparing for a fight.

Gohan seemed a little apprehensive and looked up at Trunks to see if he was serious. "I don't know Trunks… I mean, I've only just came out of my bed, I doubt I could fight."

Trunks smirked and laughed. "I know what you did to poor Piccolo Gohan, I know you can fight, so come on. Its just you and me, no one else is around, just a friendly duel, for old times sakes? What do you say?"

Gohan smiled and stood up, and suddenly powered to Super Saiyan, Trunks followed suite and they readied, each in a fighting stance. It was obvious by the stance Trunks was to attack, he flew forward and aimed a strong right handed punch towards the forehead of Gohan, however the nimble youngster merely sidestepped and attempted a kick to Trunks, who was also on high alert and teleported.

It had been a strangely even fight, both had a few cuts and grazes but neither had been severally injured, mainly because Gohan did not go to Super Saiyan 2, which both saddened Trunks, but also made him glad, he knew the power he would possess if he did, and it would be a matter of how till he was defeated rather than if he could fight him or not.

They were cooling down standing, and chatting about anything that didn't involve Gohan's sudden mood chance, which seemed to be fixed somewhat now. Trunks had made more progress in one hour than Chichi had in an entire day, which made him proud, at least he could somehow relate to Gohan and talk to him.

"O so this is where the little brat has been hanging out? I should have known you would be sucking up to him, that's all you do Trunks, you need to harden up. You're a Prince! Act like it." Vegeta scoffed as he found Trunks and Gohan and landed on the ground.

Gohan's hands clenched as a sudden rage spurted up him; it was all coming back again. He suddenly blasted into a golden aura, his hair turned yellow in a mere tenth of a second. With amazing speed he went to do the same move he did on Piccolo, however Vegeta was much far more ready.

He grabbed the boy's hand, and twisted it, thinking the boy would come if he put a little nerve pressure. The boy had more resilience than he once had, and booted the Prince in the crotch making him fall to his knees.

"Kame!! Hame!!!!"

Trunks looked shocked as Gohan begun to charge a Kamehameha.

"Gohan no!"

"HA!!!!!!!!"

It was too late by the time Trunks tried to help his father, he was blasted. Vegeta could be heard almost screaming as he flew through the air and blasted into a mountainside. Gohan laughed and powered down. He took a deep breath and smiled proudly as he begun to walk off somewhere.

"Thanks for the training session Trunks, tell your father OAP's night is on a Saturday and not a Monday."

He flew off into the distance, and Trunks was left shocked…