Disclaimer: Kid Golden in no way claims ownership of Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT, or the characters that are featured in those series. I do however own all characters not seen or mentioned in the series, namely Tarra, Shinji, Sakana, Kirikuzu and Makkura.

The final chapter in Dragon Ball AF… I hope you all liked reading the story as much as I liked writing it… with that said, let's go on into this finale!!

The Beginning.

At the center of vast blue expanse sat a group of white wisps, the clouds encircling an golden orb. The formation vaguely resembled an eye, the clouds the iris, the orb the pupil. Everything remained still for a moment or so, until suddenly; the clouds began to converge upon the sphere, swallowing it whole.

A thunderous roar rang out, visible sound waves coupled with beams of golden lights shearing through the clouds. The roar grew louder with each passing second, until it reached deafening proportions, a resounding boom forcing the clouds apart.

The golden orb lightened to the point of transparency, revealing a figure encased within the golden flames. A soft, nearly inaudible sigh escaped the figure and the golden flames fell away, the being now visible to the naked eye.

He wore an orange sleeveless shirt with a short-sleeve blue shirt underneath it. Baggy orange pants clothed his legs, kept on by a tightly tied blue sash, blue boots garbing his feet.

Unhesitant, he quickly descended to the earth, touching down in a field bordered by dense forestry. At the heart of the field sat a decent sized house, its upper half painted yellow and its lower half painted white. A small chimney topped the round roof, the chimney puffing out rings of gray smoke.

'Its like nothing happened…' he muttered mentally, puzzled.

"Gohan!" Called a feminine voice.

Gohan looked up to the upstairs window of the home, his hard onyx orbs meeting a softer, smiling black pair resting in the face of a fair skinned, raven haired woman.

The half-Saiyajin's lips spread into a broad smile, his pearly whites glistening in the sunlight. "Videl!" Without hesitation, he leapt up to the window and pulled his wife out of it, whirling her about the sky.

"Gohan!!" Shouted Videl, shocked, even a little frightened. "Put me down!!"

Gohan laughed and pulled her in close to him, kissing her passionately. Videl's eyes widened a little, still shocked from being whisked away into the clouds, but after a moment or so she relaxed, closing her eyes as she kissed Gohan back.

Gohan languidly drew back, breaking their kiss. Videl opened her eyes slowly, blushing faintly as she smiled at Gohan.

"What was that for? She asked softly.

"I'm just… just happy to see you," Gohan said with a smile, "I love you."

"I love you too Gohan."

They floated in the air for a few more moments before Gohan descended, the couple looking into each other's eyes with the most loving of gazes as they touched back down on the ground.

Once back on Earth, Gohan released his wife and the two began to walk back to their house hand in hand, just as the front door opened.

A girl dressed in red shirt, gray jeans and black boots stood in the doorway, an orange bandana over her silken, onyx locks that hung to her neck

The girl smiled and waved. "Hey dad!"

Gohan let go of his wife's hand, his mouth gaping. "Pa…Pan…"

Videl stared at her husband. "Gohan… is something wrong?"

Pan looked at her father, also perplexed. "Dad?"

Gohan walked over to her and knelt down before her, throwing his arms around her as he embraced her tightly, tears welling up in his eyes.

Pan blushed. "Daaad…." She whined, "Cut it out… you're embarrassing me…"

Gohan slowly let go of her and kissed her forehead, whispering. "I love you so much Pan… So very much."

Pan smiled a little. "I love you too dad."

Gohan smiled back at his wife who had drawn closer, beaming herself at her loving husband. All smiles, the second generation Son family entered their house a family reunited, a family complete.

xXxXxXx25 Years Later xXxXxXx

Gohan flew through the heavens, his body hidden amidst the clouds as he sailed along, alone with his thoughts. In his right hand, he clutched two bouquets of roses, the red petals grazing the edges of the white wisps.

Glancing down at the world below him, his eyes caught sight of his daughter, now a full grown woman, sitting in the backyard of her house with her husband.

"My daughter is all grown up… and married at that," he mused to himself, chuckling a little. He looked around their yard. "I wonder where my grandson is?" He shrugged. "Ah well, I'm sure everything is fine."

After soaring past his daughter's home, he flew over the now enormous Capsule Corporation building, the yellow dome nearly a skyscraper in height, matched by a girth that ate up quite a few acres of land.

"I can't believe it's been a whole year since Bulma…" He paused, saddened by the memory. His keen vision picked out Trunks in a window, hard at work at a desk.

"Trunks is always so busy these days… And his sister too, with her daughter and all…" He sighed softly. "It's a shame we don't get all together the way we used to…"

Vegeta stood out in the backyard, training his body with various exercises. Even so, Gohan noted that the Saiyajin Prince's body was a lot less muscular compared to the definition it once knew.

"Same old Vegeta…" Said Gohan, shaking his head with a laugh. He eyed the elder Saiyajin for a second. "Maybe I should drop in…" He gave it thought, then, "Nah… I'll do that tomorrow." That decided, he zoomed past, leaving that old compound behind.

As he continued rocketing forth, he passed over a green field with a few grave markers fronting patches of dirt, remembering this place to be the burial site of Tien, Yamcha and Krillin. A sense of grief tugged at his heart as he sped by, not wanting to dwell on all of that at the moment.

His flight took him past his own home, his younger brother helping his wife with carrying groceries into the house. It would then take him past the home of Android 18, who had moved in with her daughter Marron and her husband after the passing of Krillin.

Smiling at that, he sped past, on the way to his destination, a clearing just past the edge of a dense forest. He touched down in the clearing. With slow, pensive steps, Gohan approached a small gravesite, two patches of dirt marked with gray headstones, the names "Son Goku" and "Son Chi-Chi" engraved in them.

Sighing, he knelt down and laid the bouquets down on his father's patch and his mother's patch, smiling sadly.

"I miss you both so much…" Gohan said to himself softly. He gently touched the patches of dirt with his fingers, then whispered, "Goodbye, til next month…"

Gohan lingered at their graves for a moment longer, then took off into the sky, heading back toward his house, ready to eat dinner with his wife and brother.

As he left his parents' gravesite behind, he flew over a wide road, pausing for a second as he saw someone he recognized walking across the street.

Gohan took in the boy's features. He stood a good five feet six inches tall, garbed in a light blue shirt, matching slacks and black boots. His hair was neatly cut, somewhat resembling Gohan's own styling.

Gohan smiled. "That's my grandson alright…" Gohan's eyes widened. "Hey, watch out!"

The aged half-breed's cry seemed to be to no avail as a speeding car closed in on his grandson. The boy turned his head slightly and leapt to the side of the rode, narrowly dodging the vehicle as it sped by.

The car pulled over to the side of the road and was parked. Its door swung open as a young woman hopped out, her hair a soft auburn. She rushed over to the boy, the two seemingly engaging in a conversation.

Gohan grinned. "Looks like my grandson is starting to grow up too…" Not wasting anymore time, he sped off into the distance, leaving his grandson to his new adventures in a normal life.

Just above him, a cloud shaped like a face hovered over the scene of Gohan's grandson. The face slowly grew more defined, resembling that of the great hero Goku.

The cloud smiled broadly, remembering that this very incident was eerily similar to the way he first met Bulma all those years ago. The smiling cloud slowly faded, knowing fully well that the world was in good hands.

Scene Change.

A set of golden eyes watched the world as it whirled around, rotating as it circled the sun. It in particular paid attention to two children worlds apart, one living in the woods with his grandmother, the other living with his mother in the enormous headquarters of a company.

"Hm…It seems that they are nearly diminished…" The eyes blinked and time passed, the two children meeting each other in a squared stone ring that sat at the center of a large stadium, the grandmother and mother sitting in the stand cheering their respective children on to victory/

The eyes seemed to smile and slowly began to close, having gently nudged the Saiyajin race away from extinction through uniting the descendants of Goku and Vegeta.

"The Saiyajin race will never die," whispered a voice as the eyes faded away…

Continued in Dragon Ball Chaos: Reenter the Saiyajin!!

Haha, how do you like that segue? Turned this whole story into a prequel for one of my earlier stories, the first DBC, the story I just recently finished! lol.

But for you all that grew to like Gohan the way I depicted him... don't worry, check out my profile where I talk about this new idea I have... if you liked how I portrayed Gohan here, I'm pretty sure you'll like my new idea...

Thanks all of you that chose to read and review this story, kinda sad to put an end to it but you know what they say about all good things... lol.

So until next time... sayonara!!