Hello everyone! Its really late at night right now, and I am sleepy, and I kind have broke this up in different parts of my day... so I hope this chapter is actually good I can't read it anymore... lol, I know that sounds bad.. I hope this chapter is good and I am not confusing people. I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter, there are bits I love and then bits I'm not too fond out, so please let me know how you feel. Don't be mean though, but if you do review I would appreciate it!
Also I just wrote a one shot about Chi-chi asking for a wish from the dragon called "Chi-chi's Wish" so please go read that as well. Thanks!
Last time on The Wish:
"I was hoping that maybe you can help me Gohan. It still amazes me that your power level is so amazing high. I wouldn't be surprised if you still have a higher power level then me."
Gohan felt his father's ki, and even though it wasn't powered up to it's full potential, Gohan shook his head, he knew his father surpassed him.
Gokuu laughed, "You are always too hard on yourself Gohan, you are an amazing warrior. I know we only have a short time together, but I am sure by the time it's time for you to get back to Earth we'll reach that new level of Super Saiyan. It's so exciting I can feel it!"
He knew he could never help his dad go to the next level, he knew this because Gohan had no interest in going to the next level.
The Wish
-Son Akito
Gokuu and Gohan had powered up to their super saiyan two forms and had been training for about thirty minutes. Although this was not a lot of time, for Gohan it felt like a lifetime. He only had three hours with his father, and he only had two hours and fifteen minutes left. He enjoyed being around his father, but he wish they would talk instead of train.
Gohan had so much he wanted to talk about.
Gokuu had the upper hand on Gohan, Gohan was on the defense, able to block or dodge all his father's attacks, but he was unable to go on the offensive. Gokuu had an unbelievably smart stance, and his attacks were so precise that it seemed like Gokuu was never open for an attack.
Though Gohan's mind wasn't totally focus on training, he tried to give one hundred percent of himself so his father would have an actual challenge, but something was holding him back.
Gohan's focus slipped drastically at one moment, just in time for Gohan to get punched across the face. Gohan closed his eyes on impact, and felt has his body fall straight out of the sky and crashed into the ground.
Gokuu's eyes widen, surprised that his son let his guard down for an easy attack. He learned long ago that he did not need to hold back when fighting his son, not only was his son strong, but he could hold his own. After their time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber and Gohan had yelled at him for being too soft on him, Gokuu had realized that not only was his little boy was powerful, but a true warrior wanting to obtain his full potential.
Today though, did not seem to be the case.
Gokuu floated down to the ground, as his son begin to stand up from his attack. "You need to focus more son, you were wide open."
When Gohan stood up, something inside of him flickered. He knew that the cloud floating over his head when he transformed into this higher form brought out some demons in Gohan, and that punch across his face woke those demons up. His father wanted a proper fight, and Gohan's saiyan blood was running though is body as thick as ever.
Gohan does not take a hit like his father just gave him lightly.
Gokuu smirked, now this was the warrior he knew his son could be.
There weren't words exchanged between them when Gohan was in this state. The father knew that if his son made a mistake again, he would fight even harder to make sure he wouldn't make it again.
Gohan jumped in the air towards his father, and before Gokuu knew it Gohan fazed away right before his eyes.
Even though Gokuu was a much more experienced fighter, and had much more time to train, there was one thing that Gohan always stumped Gokuu on, and that was speed. Unless Gokuu used his instant transmission, Gohan was always slightly faster.
Gokuu was able to pick up Gohan's hidden ki just barely, and was able to put up a block as Gohan came at him from the side. As soon as Gokuu put up his block, Gohan came right at him with another punch, which Gokuu barely was able to dodge. Now Gohan was on the offensive, moving towards his father, trying to break Gokuu's very powerful defense.
Gokuu was having a hard time keeping up, Gohan's power was high, but at this moment Gokuu had the advantage in power. Gokuu knew that Gohan had more power then he was giving off, but the young warrior always had a hard time finding at his max ki. He had thought that during the Cell Games Gohan mastered his power, but something told him that this was not the case. What happened at the Cell Games must have been the adrenaline of being in that moment of pure rage.
Gokuu had noticed that this round of fighting was totally different then the last thirty minutes. Gohan was a lot stronger, more precise, but the one thing Gokuu noticed was the look in his eyes. The look Gohan had now was not as – blank – as they were when he first transformed during the Cell Games, but Gohan's eyes were not the same as they were in his normal state.
His eyes were always so widen and pure, and every time Gokuu looked into those eyes it had always reminded him of his wife. Those eyes were all Chi-chi.
These eye that were looking at him now, they are not the same eyes. They slightly reminded him of Vegeta. Only slightly, but it still wasn't hard to miss.
This second of thinking left Gokuu open, allowing Gohan to come in with a hard kick to the ribs. There was a loud crack and Gokuu's eyes bugged out, that kick was hard. He jumped back, holding his ribs.
"Very good son," Gokuu chuckled, it hurt to chuckle.
Gohan realized that he went too far with that kick, and defused out of his ascended form quickly. Gokuu did the same, fading into his super saiyan one form.
"Dad, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Gohan asked, floating up to his father.
Gokuu laughed, breaking a rib never slowed him down, "Don't worry, I'm fine Gohan. Just need to get healed and I'll be as good as new."
Gohan's eyes averted to the floor, this is why he didn't like to be in super saiyan two form. Sometimes he went a little to far in training sessions. There was always that little part of him that blacked out for just a spilt second.
Gokuu bent his head down, catching his son's lowered gaze, "Don't worry about it Gohan. It was my fault for leaving myself open. How about we stop for a moment, and let's go talk to Kaio-sama."
Gohan nodded his head, Gokuu looked down at Kaio-sama who was watching the fight the whole time. Gokuu floated down slowly, Gohan remained in the air and watched his father get healed by Kaio-sama. Gohan let out a very long but quiet sigh. He really didn't want to train with his father, and now his father was hurt because of him. Gohan knew how to control his power after the Cell Games, or at least he thought. There was always that cloud that stayed by his side when he was in Super Saiyan two form. Gohan knew he'd never have a clear head when fighting, and that was a lot of the reason on why he didn't want try to go super saiyan three. If he had that split second of no control, what if it was even longer if he went up a level.
Gohan landed, still debating his training as he walked up to his father and Kaio-sama.
"Gohan, lets talk for a second." Gokuu gestured, sitting down on the ground in front of Kaio-sama.
Gohan nodded his hair, and sat down next to his father. He wasn't sure what they were going to talk about, but Gohan was happy that he would be able to just talk to his father.
"Kaio-sama, I'm sure you noticed the same thing that I did when we trained?" Gokuu asked, glancing at his son with a neutral expression before turning his attention back at Kaio-sama.
"Yes, yes, I did notice Gokuu." Kaio-sama nodded his head.
"Noticed what?" Gohan asked, glancing back and forth between his father and Kaio-sama.
"Well, son," Gokuu put his hand on his son's shoulder, "What happened to you back there?"
Gohan lowered his head to the ground; he had a feeling where this conversation was heading. Only a few hours with his father and that time was going to be spent talking about his lack of control.
This was an issue for a child, and he was becoming a man. Why couldn't he control his full power?
Kaio-sama leaned towards the father and son, "To me it looks like you are in a different state of mind when you are in the next form."
Gohan blinked at Kaio-sama, not sure how to answer him. It was true he didn't feel like himself when that cloud came over him, but he wasn't not-himself either. It was like a different part of himself that was deep inside of him; this part of him wasn't evil, because other then the fight with Cell he had never wished to harm anyone. This part of him just urged to be the best.
He had felt that way fighting Cell, he had known after he reached super saiyan two that he had beat perfection, and that pride that clouded his mind ignored the cries to defeat Cell he heard from his father and friends.
The part of him that seemed like he had lost control it almost seemed like he was too much control. His mind becomes blank and only focuses on battle when he is in that state. Those there are those few seconds when the young saiyan loses control. When he was in this state he had to go in for the win, no matter what.
Maybe it was his saiyan side, or maybe he just didn't have control, he wasn't quite sure.
Gohan didn't know how to answer his father or Kaio-sama, he simply just shrugged, glancing between the two, hoping that they knew.
Kaio-sama nodded, "This state of mind, I have a feeling that this is your saiyan side, that when you are pushed to your limit your saiyan side comes out and takes control of the battle. This isn't necessary bad, but you have not been able to control this side of yourself competently. If you were able to use your human side and your saiyan side as one, you would not lose those seconds of control in battle."
"You are getting a lot better at it Gohan," Gokuu chimed in, looking down at his son, "When you were younger, your rage—"
"It's not his rage, Gokuu," Kaio-sama jumped in, "His rage and his saiyan side are completely two different entities. When Gohan had transformed during the Cell Games it was his rage that got him to that point, but it was his saiyan side keeping him in control from there."
"Oh, that makes sense," Gokuu looked up, "I know he only has a short time, but do you think you can help him Kaio-sama?"
Gohan glanced his eyes over to the side, it was true that this would be a once in a lifetime chance to train with the great North Kaio-sama when he was alive, but it was also the last real chance he'll have with his dad until he died himself. Gohan was once told that not all the dead were able to keep their bodies, and if Gohan was not allowed to keep his – well – this could be his last chance ever to be with his father.
Kaio-sama was able to read Gohan's expression, knowing this isn't how he wanted to spend his three hours. Kaio-sama wanted to smack Gokuu for being so dense. Still, it was up to Gohan to decide, "It something that Gohan can learn to control on Earth with the help of Piccolo. Piccolo is a mastermind in his meditation. With practice and meditation, the boy will be able to figure it out. Yet, I am Kaio-sama, and I am sure I could get him at that point before he returns to Earth. Though, it would take up the remainder of his time here."
"So what do you say Gohan, I know Kaio-sama will help you for sure," Gokuu grinned, giving his son a hard pat on the back.
Gohan's eyes were wide, glancing in his father in disbelief; did his father really not care if he spent time with him? Even Kaio-sama said that Piccolo could help him on Earth, so what was the rush to learn it now? How could his father not care if they spent their last two hours together? Was training really that more important?
Son Gohan could very well be the most powerful person in the universe, he had the power defeat anyone he set his mind too. Yet, at the end of it all, he was still a fourteen-year-old child who wanted to spend time with his father. He wanted to spend these three hours talking, playing, and spending quality time together. He didn't want to spend it trying to reach new levels of powers, or trying to control the clouds of his super saiyan two form.
Yet, it was his fault that his father was here in the first place. If Gohan hadn't been so clouded by his saiyan side, he could have defeated Cell quickly and they would be home right now. Goten would have his father, his mother would have her husband, and they would all live in their quiet little home and be a family.
Because of him, his father was dead and they weren't able to have those things. So didn't Gohan owe this to his father? Since it was his fault all this happened shouldn't Gohan just train like his father wanted? Clearly training with Gohan was important to him, and even Gohan knew that his father and him had formed a strong bond when they would train. Their year together in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber was a dear memory in his heart, because of his father's help, he was able to push past his fears and become a super saiyan. He wouldn't trade that year for anything in the world.
So why was he so upset? He should have just been happy to be there with his father in the first place?
Gohan's hands formed into tight fists, he was torn on what he wanted to do. Tears started to form under his eyes. Gohan felt these tears and lowered his head to the ground, his body beginning to shake.
Gokuu noticed this grim change in his son, and looked up to Kaio-sama, and back down at his son. He put his hand on his shoulder, "Son, what's wrong?"
Kaio-sama figured this was his time to leave; clearly this is something that Gohan would have to talk about with Gokuu. Saying nothing to them, Kaio-sama made is way to the little house, joining Bubbles and Gregory.
Gohan did not answer his father. He knew he was being a fool for crying in front of his father. He should be happy, he was finally able to spend time with his father, and this was the last time. Even if they were asleep in the same house for three hours Gohan should be happy. He wasn't. There was so much he wanted to tell him.
It was at that moment when Gohan realized that his wish in front of the dragon was true; he really did want to die. He wanted to die because it wasn't fair that his father died. It should have been him. He was the one that fought Cell, he was the one who toyed with him, and if anyone should have made that sacrifice it should have been him.
It should have been him.
It should have been him.
"I—" Gohan didn't know what he was saying, all he wanted to do was just say it out loud. If he said it out loud maybe he'll be able to get pass it. Maybe if he said it out loud he would realize how stupid it sounded.
Maybe if he said it out loud it would then become true.
The young saiyan didn't know if he could live with that.
"Gohan?" Gokuu asked, his voice sounding higher then normal. Gokuu had seen Gohan upset before, but this was something totally different. All Gokuu had asked was if he wanted to train with Kaio-sama, he had no idea this would be the reaction he would get, "What's going on? Calm down son."
Gokuu's words did not help him, as Gohan pounded his fists into the ground, trying to find a different outlet for his emotions. He knew if he began to cry then those words would come out. He kept slamming and slamming his fists into the ground, causing cracks in the ground.
"GOHAN," Gokuu shouted, watching as his son seem to be fighting with himself. Gokuu watched as his son powered up to super saiyan two. Before Gohan could cause more damage to the ground Gokuu grabbed ahold of his arms, jerking his son slightly forward, "GOHAN!"
The jerk caused Gohan's eyes to widen, slowly staring up at his father. A single tear escaped his teal eyes.
"Why couldn't it have been me?"