Beware… Gohan's going to be relatively OOC, I'll tell you that now.
-FLASHBACK-
A four year-old Sophia sat on her mother's lap, looking up at her with bright emerald eyes. "Mommy, what was your family like back home?" Her mother seemed taken aback by this.
"Well, Sophia… my mother was a beautiful woman, with bright emerald eyes, just like you." Sophia giggled. "My father was a proud man, who had the respect of his people and family." The little girl nodded enthusiastically. Taking a deep breath, Kira continued, "My brother… he was a shy and gentle boy, with the same respect from the people as his father had. In the explosion, however…" A single tear fell down the woman's cheek, which she quickly wiped. Luckily, her daughter didn't notice the wet trail it left behind. Blinking quickly several times for a moment, she continued, with the child gleefully moving up and down on her knee.
"My parents died when he took them, and my little prince was subject to the evil man's torture. I don't know if he's dead or alive, but I hope he is no longer tortured." Placing a hand on her chest, Kira murmured a prayer in her native language, he daughter mimicking, minus the words.
-FLASHBACK-
"N-no… it means nothing to me. Why? Sophia looked at the teenage boy in wild shock, who slumped his broad shoulders. "You can't fool me, Sophia. I know you're saiyan. Half, at least." The girl looked in shock.
"How…" He quickly cut her off.
"My father was a saiyan, my mother a human. That, and your ki level is pretty high. You're almost as strong as my seven year-old brother." Now, Sophia may have been shy, but she still had a bit of an ego, and that hurt it.
"Excuse me?" She roared. "I happen to be quite powerful!" Gohan snorted.
"What?" At this, the teen burst out laughing, before finally righting himself. "Would you mind if I met your family?"
Sophia nodded, slowly, as they both lifted a foot off the center. "Follow me," She told him, blasting as fast as possible, Gohan trailing behind lazily. "Man, you're slow. Trunks flies faster than you!" Gohan yelled, but Sophia blocked him out.
She stopped in the middle of a forest, dropping down. Grinning wildly, Gohan also dropped down. "Well, here we are." Sophia pointed to a brown house, and there a noise within the house. "Okaa-san, I'm home! I brought some kid home with me!" She called, walking up a few steps, before turning to the bewildered Gohan. "Come on."
"Huh, what? Oh, right…" Gohan sprinted up the steps, standing behind Sophia, as she opened the door. What Gohan saw amazed him. The house was huge! To his right, there was-what he guessed- to be the living room, where a boy sat, playing with two children, who were three or so. To his left, was a kitchen, where a woman with long, brown hair was cooking. The smell was invigorating. It was just as good as his mother's!
"Okaa-san! This boy claims to know a Vegeta no Ouji!" Sophia called, clearing her throat.
Only the sound of bubbling stew could be heard.