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Ahhh.

Nothing like a nice, hot shower to wash away the morning to afternoon work day. Tonight, Gohan was performing at the bar, and even though he was going to sweat on stage, the smell of cardboard was bothering him. Shipment days weren't fun. Gohan had to be at work at 5am to get shipment, put it on the shelves, and keep track of what he received. He was able to get it out before the store was open, and he was surprised that he had a line of paper waiting. It was a busy day, but Gohan was happy.

With blinds closed, Gohan walked around his house naked with a towel around his neck. He was drinking a water bottle, and decided to chill on the couch for a bit. His relaxation was cut short, when some sort of blur appeared in front of him.

"Hey Boss. Can you help me with something?"

That blur, was none other than Son Goku. Gohan stood there, butt ass naked, with his father in front of him. There goes chilling on the couch.

"You could have knocked you know," Gohan said, pointing to the door with his water bottle.

"I always seem to forget about that," Goku said, rubbing the back of his head. Of course. With the power to teleport how can you remember to knock on doors? "Vegeta yells at me all the time."

"Is he naked?"

"Sometimes he's on the toilet. I learned when I feel Bulma's ki with him I shouldn't teleport."

Goku chuckled. Gohan briefly imagined him and Videl getting it on, only to be interrupted by Goku.

"Not awkward at all," Gohan mumbled, taking a sip of his water. "So what do you need help with that you needed to see me…right now…naked."

"Since the party is in a few days, I want a song to sing."

Gohan knew Goku could not sing. He's heard Goku's singing. King Kai used to yell at Goku to stop, and he was on his planet! It was that bad.

"What kind of song," Gohan asked. Goku didn't listen to music.

"Something for Gohan." Of course. "Do you know any songs that can describe how I feel about him missing?"

"How do you feel?"

Goku rubbed his chin.

"Like…sad?"

Gohan lowered his chin, and raised an eyebrow.

"Well that narrows it down to over nine thousands songs," Gohan said.

"Really? Just nine thousand?"

Clearly, Goku doesn't remember that iconic moment with Vegeta and Nappa. Gohan and Krillin used to joke about it all the time. How many times does it take Vegeta to screw in a lightbulb? Over nine thousand! How many pounds of food can Vegeta eat? Over nine thousand!

"Never mind. Can I put on pants before we go looking for songs to sing about Gohan asked," Gohan asked. Goku finally realized that Gohan wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Oh yeah. Didn't notice that." Goku laughed while Gohan rolled his eyes. "Oh, where's your hair?"

"On my head?"

"No, I mean down there." Goku pointed down, and Gohan then realized that he was talking about his lower region. Was Goku really looking at his junk?

"Manscaping," Gohan answered, moving to the side to block Goku from the view. He knew Goku had no idea what he was talking about. "It makes it look pretty."

"Why?"

Oh dear Lord.

"Cause some chicks like it that way. When they go down they don't have a jungle there."

"What do you mean when they go down? Like to clean it?"

He was not having this conversation with his father.

"I'm getting clothes."

Goku stood there, still not sure what Boss was talking about, but shrugged his shoulders. While Gohan was getting changed, Goku looked around the apartment. He had a lot of photos of his friends, family, and a couple of Videl. It was actually clean, for once, but once picture caught Goku's attention.

It was Boss and Vegeta, sitting at the bar, both clinking their beers together, both smiling. Vegeta was never in any photos, and if he was he was in the background. Bulma didn't have a decent photos of him, even on their wedding day.

Boss had a lot of pictures around.

"Okay, can you more specific about what you want to, horribly, sing," Gohan said coming out of his room. He had on black jeans, and a white tank top.

"You have a lot of pictures," Goku commented, ignoring Gohan's question all together.

"You have a lot of pictures too."

"I know, but it's the only time I can see Gohan."

"And it's the only time I can see my mom and brother."

Gohan watched as Goku looked at every picture. Sighing, Gohan went to his laptop, and decided to play a song that could interest Goku. He played Cat's in the Cradle by Harry Chapin. Goku perked up his head, and listened. Gohan just watched Goku, wondering what his father was thinking.

Holy shit he was calling Goku his father! Stupid Christmas vacation!

Eh, whatever.

"I never got Gohan a ball when he was ten," Goku said.

"You're taking the song too literally," Gohan said, slapping his forehead.

"What does that-"

"Don't worry about it." Gohan decided to look through his music. He had to have something for Goku to sing. The Beatles? That music list was too long to even search through. "What do you want to say, or sing really. That will help in finding a song."

Goku made his way over, and sat next to Gohan.

"I'm not sure. I don't know what I want to sing." Goku's cheerful tune was gone. "I just miss him."

Instead of playing music, Gohan pulled up a song lyric. He moved the laptop towards Goku so he could read it. Goku frowned.

"Not it," Gohan asked. Goku nodded. The hell! "It says 'I miss you' as the song title!"

"I don't know who Jack and Sally are."

"Goku, there are songs for every mood, and if there isn't a song you write one." Gohan got up, and grabbed his acoustic guitar.

"Can I song one your songs?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Can you sing?"

Gohan sat down on his couch.

"Yes I can," Goku said proudly. Gohan coughed, doing his best to hold back his laughter.

"Then let's hear you sing," Gohan said clearing his throat. Goku smirked, knowing his vocal skills were impressive.

"This is the song that never ends. It goes on and on my frIends. Some people STarteD SINGing aND not KNOwing what IT WaS, And tHEY conTInuE SinGINg it FOreveR Just BECausE-"

"That is the worst singing I ever heard in my entire life," Gohan yelled. His father's sing got worse over time! "Not only do we need to find a song, but we need a song that is one note!"

"Hey, my singing it really good," Goku said with a pout. "You didn't have to yell."

"Your off key singing hurt my ears!"

"Why are you still yelling?"

"I don't know!" Gohan stood up. "I think I have an idea."

Gohan put his guitar on the couch, and headed in the kitchen. He grabbed two beers from the fridge. When he got back he handed onto Goku.

"But I don't-"

"Yes you do," Gohan quickly said. "Not only does alcohol impair your judgement, but it makes you a better singer. Trust me I am a professional."

Gohan took a big sip from his beer. He still had to go to the bar later, and it would not be the first time he went to work drunk…or hungover…or not fully dressed. Although not fully dressed did bring a bunch of women to the bar. Too bad it was cold outside.

Taking Gohan's advice, Goku took a sip, and made a face.

"This is bad," Goku said, putting his beer on the table. "I can't drink this."

"You can and you will! You have to believe in yourself."

"But beer isn't good for the body."

"You've seen me naked, and I drink a lot of beer. Did you see a beer gut on me?"

"I wasn't looking at your stomach."

Gohan was about to say something, and stopped. This conversation was going in the wrong direction. With that thought in Gohan's mind, he took another big sip of his beer.

"I wrote a song not too long ago, about my parents," Gohan said positioning his guitar. "If you're feeling adventurous you can write your own song, and the band can provide some music."

"I can barely write poetry. I doubt I can write a song," Goku said with a chuckle. Gohan looked at Goku's beer, and then at Goku. Even though Goku made a face, he took the bottle, and drank the whole thing. Even though Gohan knew Goku just wanted to finish the bottle, he was impressed that Goku drank the whole thing.

"This song is called Fixxxer." Gohan started to play on his guitar.

"Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins. One for each of us, and our sins. So you lay us in a line. Push your pins they make us humble. Only you can tell in time if we fall or merely stumble.

"But tell me can you heal what father's done, or fix this hole in a mother's son? Can you heal the broken worlds within? Can you strip away so we may start again? Tell me can you heal what father's done, or cut this rope and let us run? Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free, you jab another pin, jab another pin in me."

"Cause voodoo dolls get pins in them, right?" Did Goku just interrupted his singing? "Oh wait, I shouldn't take things too literally. That means your parents aren't voodoo dolls."

…how does he walk without crashing into walls? His stupidity left Gohan speechless. Gohan looked over at Toki, who was lying on a cat bed by the TV.

"My cat is smarter than you Goku," Gohan said, thanking the Gods that he got his mother's intelligence.

"Meow ow." (Damn straight) Toki said, going back to sleep.

"Well I'm not mean like your cat," Goku said pouting.

"Meow mow meow ow?" (He can understand me?)

"I've hung around a lot of animals growing up. You learn how to."

"My friends can't understand Toki," Gohan said, scratching his head. Gohan looked at the clock, and noticed that he still had time before he had to head to the bar. Owen was already working, and Mai was tending the bar for the night. Maybe they could find a song for Goku to sing. "I have to work soon, but I think Owen and Mai can help you find a song."

"What did your dad do to break your heart?"

"What?"

"Your song. You said something about healing what father's done, and a hole in your mother's son? I'm assuming that you are the son in that song you wrote."

…Goku actually listen?! Gohan was beside himself. Goku actually listen to his music! He interrupted Gohan's singing, but he understood the song.

…kinda.

With a sip of beer, Gohan spoke.

"He was in and out of my life, and only returned when it was convenient to for him." Gohan couldn't look Goku in the eye, but he hoped that Goku could relate to it, and picture himself as said parent. Gohan did, however, glance over at Goku for a reaction of some sort.

'Anything,' Gohan pleaded in his thoughts. As Goku sat there, Gohan finished his beer.

"Any your mother," Goku spoke, quietly.

"He hurt her more than he knows."

Anything. Please…

Goku closed his eyes, and nodded his head.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he said. "It must have been hard to grow up like that. So who's the voodoo doll in your song? How did you come up with that idea?"

Nothing.

Gohan didn't know why he thought Goku could see the error of his ways. Gohan didn't know why he was still trying. Sighing, Gohan placed his guitar next to the couched.

"I was drunk when I wrote it," he confessed. "I woke up to lyrics on my kitchen table."

"How do you match the music to the lyrics," Goku asked. Was he taking interest in his music? Was Goku trying to bond with him?

"Sometimes we have the music first. I'll play a tune, Moth would play a few notes on his bass, and we go from there. Owen usually comes up with a tune. He'll write it, and we play it. I come up with the lyrics, but Ziggy has wrote good songs as well."

"What songs did Ziggy write?"

"Master of Puppets is one of them. He drank five red bulls to stay up to study for a test. He wrote a song instead."

"I wish I was talented like that."

"I can give you five red bulls, and we can see what you can write with that."

"Vegeta made me drink one before. He said it would give me wings. It only gave me a headache."

Gohan chuckled under his breath.

"Here's what we're going to do. You look through my library, use Google to look at lyrics, and if it reminds you of Gohan then play it," Gohan said, getting back to the task at hand. "I'll let you borrow my headphones. I have to figure out what songs to play tonight."

A half an hour passed, and Goku could not find a song. Once he learned how to Google song lyrics, it was easier to find a song he could sing. Sadly, no song in Boss' library, which had thousands of songs, was the song Goku wanted to sing. Goku hit pause button, and sat back. Boss was singing, and playing his guitar.

"And you walk into this restaurant, strung out from the road, and you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold. You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode."

Goku lifted his head. He heard Boss sing it before. Boss dais that it was a cover of a song, meaning that it wasn't a song Masenko created.

"And most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can. All the same old clichés, is it woman, is it man? And you always seem out numbered, you don't dare make your stand…make you stand. Here I am, on the road again. Here I am, up on the stage. Here I go, playing the star again. There I go…turn the page." He made a face. "Well that didn't sound right."

Boss played a few notes on his guitar, started over from the last verse he sang, and still didn't hit the note right. He took a sip of water, and tried it one more time. Boss still wasn't satisfied. Goku stayed quiet. Boss didn't know he stopped listening to music.

Frustrated with his singing. Boss played a different tune.

"New blood joins this Earth, and quickly he's subdued. Through constant pained disgraces, the young boy learns their rules. With time the child draws in, this whipping boy done wrong. Deprived of all his thoughts, the young man struggles on and on he's known. A vow unto his own, that never from this say, his will they'll take away."

Goku lowered his head. That song reminded him of Gohan.

"What I felt, what I've known, never shined through in what I've shown. Never be, never see. Won't see what might have been. What I've felt, what I've known, never shined through in what I've shown. Never free, never me, so I dub thee unforgiven.

"They dedicate their lives to running all of his. He tried to please them all, this bitter man he is. Throughout his life the same, he's battled constantly. This fight he cannot win. A tried man they say no longer cares. The old man then prepares, to die regretfully. That old man here is-"

"Me," Goku said out loud. Gohan, who was busy playing, was caught off guard. He stopped playing, stopped singing, and not sure what he should do. "That old man is me, when Gohan fought Cell. I regret making that decision. All I wanted to do was protect Earth."

Gohan had his mouth open, from singing.

"Sorry Boss. My mind wonders off sometimes," Goku explain. Gohan still didn't know what to say. He didn't expect Goku to interrupt his singing, let alone share his personal thoughts.

"It repeats itself anyway," Gohan said, finding his voice. He wanted to play more than anything, but he couldn't play unless he sang. "Find a song?"

"You have a lot of songs Boss, but I can't find one, even the ones you suggested weren't that good."

Well sorry for picking out songs that Gohan wanted you to sing!

"They were suggestions." Well fuck you too! "It's hard to find a song for someone when you don't know that person."

Or you were that person, and the songs you picked out were great! But what does Boss know? It's not like he's Gohan or anything, cause if he was the list of songs he gave Goku would be PERFECT for karaoke!

"Maybe I shouldn't sing." That was a good idea. "But I did find a song for you Boss!"

"You found what now?"

"Even if I didn't find a song for Gohan, I found one for you." Goku smiled, and put a finger up to his lips. "It's a secret."

"I can check my history on the computer you know, and click the back button to see what songs you played."

"But what if I hit this button?" Goku hit the little 'x' on Gohan's iTunes.

"Did you Google the lyrics?"

"I accidently clicked the song, and listened to it."

With his iTunes gone, Gohan couldn't figure out what song Goku accidently listened to. He looked at the list of songs he suggested to Goku, and couldn't for the life of him figure out what band, or what song, Goku could accidently listen to.

Shit.

"Who sings it," Gohan asked, hoping to get some sort of idea of what song it may be. Unless it was The Beatles. They had a lot of songs, and trying to figure out what song Goku listened to was going to be hard.

"Some band or singer." That narrowed it down to all of his music. Goku noticed the time. "Ah! I got to go! Chi-Chi is going to be mad if I'm late to dinner!"

Goku put two fingers on his head, and disappeared. Gohan sat there, alone, with his guitar, trying to figure out what song Goku listened to.

"This is going to bug me,' Gohan said, putting down his guitar, grabbing his laptop, and looking at the list of songs he gave Goku. "What kind of song did he hear?"

Maybe Goku lied, and did look up the lyrics to a song. Going back into his history, Gohan looked at all the previous websites from that day. He clicked on the link that he didn't recognize, and once he did he realized that it wasn't a site with song lyrics.

Seeing two girls getting it on, Gohan's mind set to find the lyrics took a turn. He was alone, in his apartment, and surprised at the action going on in his laptop's screen. The determination to find the lyrics was quickly forgotten, as the throbbing in his pants took control.

He still had some time before he had to go to the bar. With laptop placed on the table, and a few tissues in his hand, Gohan decided the two girls on his computer screen was more important than whatever Goku was listening too.

Putting his zipper down, and hand on his cock, Gohan began to rub himself.

"Hey I forgot to thank you for AHHH!"

Goku popping back into his apartment was not part of Gohan's plan.

(PG)

Mai hummed to the music playing in the background. Owen was in the kitchen helping serving food. There were a few people at the bar, but most were sitting in the seats near the stage. The band was pretty popular at The Kamehameha, so the seats filled in faster than the bar. As Mai thought about the tips she would be receiving tonight, the sound of the front door opening caught her attention.

"I said I was sorry!"

Boss stormed into the bar with Goku behind him. Boss' faces was red, while Goku was pleading. Boss turned around, and faced Goku.

"Doors were created for a reason Goku," Boss shouted. He turned around, and headed straight towards the bar, his face was still red.

"What happened," Mai asked. Goku's face turned red.

"Nothing," Gohan flat out said. He went behind the bar, and grabbed a bottle. A man sitting at the bar saw the two, and laughed.

"What's the matter kid? Your father catch you jerking off?"

The silence between the two gave the answer away.

"Goku caught you jerking off," Mai yelled, loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear, and everyone in the kitchen. Owen poked his head out.

"I don't want to talk about it," Gohan yelled. Whoever was talking in the bar stopped.

"I said I was sorry," Goku pleaded. Gohan reached out his hand, and Goku took a step back. Confused, Gohan looked at his hand, and realized what it was on.

And no, he did not wash his hands.

"I'll forgive you if you shake my hand," Gohan said, quietly, lowering his hand. Goku put his arms up in defense.

"I'll shake your other hand," was Goku's reply.

"What's the matter Goku? Is this hand not good enough?" Gohan took a few steps forward Goku. Goku, however, took a few steps back. "C'mon Goku! Shake my hand!"

A chase around the bar persuaded.

"Get that away from me!"

"I just want to shake your hand!"

Goku started jumping on the tables, Gohan was quick to follow, arm stretched out.

"I said I was sorry!"

"Shake my hand and I'll forgive you!"

Drinks were being knocked over.

"I don't want to touch that hand!"

"It wants to touch you!"

Mai could only laugh.

"Boss I didn't mean to-" Goku was caught off. Gohan's hand managed to cover Goku's mouth.

Yes, it was THAT hand.

Goku's face turned blue.

"Go ahead, lick my hand," Gohan threatened. "Tell your wife where your lips have been."

Goku quickly disappeared, and Gohan found his hand pressed up against the wall, while his other hand had a bottle. He looked around the bar, and saw everyone looking at him.

"Need a hand," he asked, wiggling his fingers as he smirked. The customers went back to their own business. Mai kept laughing, and Owen went back into the kitchen.

END CHAPTER!

This chapter was going to be longer, but it was delayed due to work. (Deadlines. I hate them) I wanted to get one out for the fans. Hope you enjoyed it.