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"Telepathy"

"Talking"

"Thoughts"

Life of a Saiyan Hybrid

Chapter 3

Gohan sat on the ground, pouting. "That wasn't fair."

Goku laughed and ruffled Gohan's hair. "I didn't get that much of a head start, Gohan."

"You did too." Gohan said. He sighed and looked up at his dad. "You tricked me."

"I did, did I?" Goku asked amused. "And how did I do that?"

"That sparring match today. It wasn't meant to be that. It was meant for you to kick me back into my training." Gohan explained.

The older saiyan grinned. "I can't keep anything from you, can I?"

Gohan sighed and splashed his feet in the water.

Noticing how distressed his son was, Goku sat by him and looked him over. "What is it? Do you really not want to train that much?"

Gohan's head snapped up and he frantically shook his head. "No, no, I love martial arts and the training, Dad. I really do…it's just," He gave a helpless shrug. "Ever since I started it, it's been one dangerous battle after the next. Raditz, Vegeta and Nappa, the Ginyu Force, Frieza, Garlic Jr., Lord Slug, Turles, Cooler, Broly, then the androids and Cell. It's just…I wonder how long we can go without another life or death situation."

Goku stared at his son for a moment before looking away at the sky in pain. From the moment he was four, his son had been fighting in battles that Goku wouldn't have even lasted a minute in at that age. They had all been allowing Gohan to jump into these dangerous battles without much worry since they knew he could handle whatever was thrown at him, but he still came close to death more than most normal people would in their whole lives. "I'm sorry, Gohan. This must be a lot for a kid to handle. But you always acted so brave and strong that I think we sometimes forgot your age and how you shouldn't be in so many dangerous battles."

And that was what made Goku a fool. He knew his son's age, but his strength and courage that he had when going into a battle was so amazing for someone his age, that he was just so proud. His son was so strong and Goku loved showing that off. Not to mention that his son's power had saved them countless times. No matter how much Chi Chi hated the thought, Gohan was a Z fighter and they all relied on Gohan as much as he relied on them. Despite his age, Gohan's age had never been an issue for any of them. It was his power and determination that awed them and made him a great Z fighter. Age was never a factor when it came to having Gohan as a part of their gang.

Gohan shook his head. "I can handle the battles, Dad. If I couldn't, I wouldn't have charged onto so many battlefields despite the orders I was given to stay away. I charge onto them to help you guys and to keep you all alive. I fight to protect and I can handle doing that. I just wish I didn't have to train to be a savior all the time." He looked down at his hands with his mind flashing back to when he was toying with Cell in their fight. "I wish I didn't have all this power sometimes."

"What?" Goku asked shocked. "Gohan, the power you have is amazing. Because of it, we were all saved."

"Because of it," Gohan shouted back, scrunching his eyes shut. "I lost who I was and started torturing Cell! That wasn't me. I became just as bad as Cell and Frieza! I don't want to ever use that power again if it means losing who I am!"

"Gohan," Goku said sharply as he grabbed his son's shoulder. "Look at me, son." When his son opened his eyes, Goku smiled at him. "This power you have, it was something you were born with. You were born with this amazing potential that has helped and saved us so many times. You should be proud of that. Not many kids can say they saved their dad and his friends from death."

Gohan chuckled. "Not many kids are half-saiyan and have the advantage of being Goku Son's child."

"Hmm, there is that too." Goku said amused. "Gohan, I know you're scared to go into super saiyan two again." Gohan looked up sharply in surprise. "You don't need to say it. I know by your actions alone. Which is why your punishment from me for your loss in the match is that I am going to teach you to master the ascended level. You will learn to control it so you never have to be afraid to use that power again. I know I haven't reached it yet, but I know I can still help you with it."

"But Dad!" Gohan protested.

Goku shook his head. "I promise Gohan, I won't let you lose who you are again. I know you can master it."

Gohan bit his lip. The idea of going into that level again was scary, but also very enticing. That power that he had flowing through his veins then had been amazing. He wanted to feel it again, but it was scary when he thought about losing control again.

"Hey, you mastered super saiyan with ease. I'm sure you can master super saiyan two with just as much ease." Goku assured him.

"Fine, but I'm avoiding Vegeta for an undetermined amount of time." Gohan decided at last.

Goku raised a brow. "An undetermined amount of time?"

"For however long it takes for him to forget that he gets to give me a punishment. Probably wants to beat the crap out of me." Gohan grumbled.

"That is going to be hard to do." Goku teased. "Bulma wants you to come by soon. Something about a belated birthday gift for you."

Gohan groaned. Any other time he would love getting a gift, from someone besides his mom or grandfather since their gifts were always for educational purposes. But he needed to avoid Vegeta at all costs!

"You know you can't avoid him forever. If you don't visit him, he'll just find you." Goku added.

"Not if I run away into space." Gohan retorted.

Goku raised a brow. "You're thinking about running away?" He poked his son's cheek. "What did I do wrong in raising you that you want to run away from your father?"

Gohan laughed and pushed his dad's hand away. "But space is cool, Dad. You got to see a lot more of it then I ever did."

"It is interesting, but you know how your mother feels about space travel after your last three trips into it." Goku said.

Gohan scratched the back of his head as he grinned sheepishly. "It's not my fault there is always some new guy looking for a fight." He looked back at the water and kicked his feet a bit to splash up the water. "So what you're saying is that I can't escape to space?"

"That is what I'm saying, Gohan."

"But you guys can find me anyway on Earth by ki sensing." Gohan whined.

Grinning, Goku ruffled Gohan's hair. "That is the point. Do you have any idea of what your mother would do to me if she lost you?"

Gohan laughed. "She'd probably beat you unconscious with a frying pan then faint."

"And do you know what I would do?" Goku asked.

Gohan tilted his head to the side as he thought. "You mean once you woke up from the frying pan induced coma?"

Goku laughed. "Yes, Gohan."

"Hmm, look for me?" Gohan suggested.

Goku smiled and shook his head.

Brows furrowed and a frown in place, Gohan kicked the water harder, sending up a big wave that came down onto both of them. When the water fell back into the lake, Gohan looked at his dad with an apologetic look, but ended up laughing until he cried when he saw a fish stuck in his dad's mouth.

Goku pulled the fish out and spit out the nasty taste left in his mouth. He threw the fish back into the lake before looking over his shoulder to see a nice big fish lying there. "It seems you caught dinner at least."

Gohan looked over his shoulder then back at his dad with a few more laughs coming from him.

Goku mocked glared at him. "Now I don't think I'm going to answer the question."

The half-saiyan pouted. "But Daddy, you have to! What would you do if I went missing and you finally woke up from your frying pan induced coma?"

Smiling softly, Goku put a hand to the back of his son's head and leaned his forehead on Gohan's. "There isn't a thing I wouldn't do if it meant finding you. I would tear everything apart just so I could find you." He flicked his son's nose. "That's a good thing about that dragonball hat you wore as a kid. When I had Bulma's radar, I could find you whenever you were kidnapped."

Gohan blushed. "I did get kidnapped a lot, didn't I?"

Goku laughed. "More than is normal that is for sure."

"Then it's a good thing I learned to fight. I can protect myself now so I will no longer be kidnapped." Gohan replied with a grin.

"No matter how many times it happened, I would always come for you." Goku said as he turned to the fish. "We should clean and gut this."

"I know you would." Gohan replied, making Goku look up from the fish in confusion. Gohan caught his eye and grinned. "I know you would always come save me, Dad, but I don't want to put you through that anymore. You always had to risk yourself to save me in the past but now I am finally strong enough that you don't have to anymore."

"You're right, I don't have to." Goku replied as he turned back to his son. "I always know the risk when I came to save you, Gohan, and I never cared. Kidnapped or close to death in a fight, I will always appear to save you. I don't care about the risk to myself because you are my son and I love you enough that I would die for you."

"I don't want you dead!" Gohan shouted, eyes wide in shock. A frown formed over Gohan's face a moment later and he stared in horror at his dad.

"Gohan?"

"Oh my kami." Gohan said weakly. "It was me. Both times you died were because of me!"

"Gohan–"

"You died to get rid of Raditz to save me and you died in the fight against Cell to save me and the Earth from him blowing up!" Gohan screamed as he launched himself into his dad's arms. "I'm sorry!"

A surprised and shocked Goku held his son's in his arms. "There's nothing to be sorry for, Gohan. You are really important to me."

Gohan buried his face in his dad's shirt. He breathed softly for a moment before he pulled back and looked up at his dad. "I'm sorry, Daddy. Thanks for giving up so much for me and saving me all those times."

"Of course, Gohan." Goku patted his son's head. "Now, what about helping me with this fish? We need to get going soon."

"Right."

When the fish was all clean and gutted, Goku looked up at the sky with a sigh. "We should probably be getting home now."

And like that, the father and son duo were home within a few seconds thanks to Goku's instant transmission. Gohan stumbled a bit as they appeared right next to Chi Chi and she turned just as they appeared and walked right into Gohan. Chi Chi screamed at their sudden appearance, making the two saiyans grab their ears in pain.

"What have I told you two about appearing out of nowhere?!" Chi Chi screeched.

"It was Dad's fault!" Gohan protested, pointing at Goku. "I'm just an innocent bystander!"

"Way to throw me under the bus." Goku told his son quietly as Chi Chi glared at him. "Um, we brought you a fish." He held up the fish that Gohan blew out of the water earlier.

Chi Chi leveled him with a look for a moment longer before looking back at her son. "And what happened to your clothes?"

Gohan looked down at his filthy, bloody, and ripped clothes then back up at his mom. "Uh, it was Vegeta's fault!"

Goku snickered. "Are you going to push the blame of everything that happened today on other people?"

Gohan grinned up at him, then back at his mom. "Sorry, mom. Training was a bit rough today."

"I told you to take it easy on him, Goku!" Chi Chi growled, glaring at husband again.

"Relax, Chi Chi. Gohan was able to handle everything I threw at him with ease." Goku assured her.

Sighing, Chi Chi waved her husband and son away. "Just go get cleaned up. Dinner will be soon."

*Capsule Corp.*

"Just hold him!" Bulma said as she held out Trunks to Vegeta the day after his training session with Goku and Gohan. "I need to go to the lab so watch your son."

Vegeta glared at her.

Bulma raised a brow. "How can a big bad saiyan prince as yourself be afraid to hold his own son?"

"It's not my job to take care of him!" Vegeta growled.

"You helped make him so it is your job to help take care of him." Bulma snapped angrily and pushed her son into his father's hands. "Now take your son and go bond with him or I'll put off fixing the GR even longer."

Vegeta snarled angrily at her, but left the room with Trunks. He knew she would do just what she threatened. Stupid Earth woman.

He went to the living room and put Trunks on the floor and just stared at him. "What am I supposed to do with him?"

Trunks stared up at his dad with a grin.

Vegeta stared back at him with a frown. "This is stupid. You are one year old. You don't know anything that goes on around you."

Trunks frowned at him.

"Woman!" Vegeta screamed "Woman!"

"I have a name, Vegeta." Bulma shouted as she marched into the room with a glare. "And you've been alone with him for a minute. What could you possibly need?"

"What am I supposed to do with him?" Vegeta growled, pointing at Trunks.

Bulma rolled her eyes. "Bond with him. Play with him. Do something so he gets to know his dad!"

Vegeta looked back down at Trunks. "Could always train him."

"You will do no such thing!" Bulma screamed. "He is one year old. He is not ready for training." She pointed a finger in his face. "Not one scratch on him, Vegeta. Play with him!" And with that, she left the living room to go back to her lab.

Vegeta glared at her as she left. Like he knew anything about babies! He was a warrior for goodness sake!

"Damn it." Vegeta growled as he marched over to the phone with Trunks's eyes following him every step of the way. "Why is it that there is only one warrior who has a son?!" He punched in the numbers and waited for the idiot to pick up.

"Hello?"

Vegeta glared at the phone. Not who he wanted to pick up. "Brat, put your dad on the phone."

"Vegeta?" Gohan asked incredulously. "You know how to use a phone? Wait, you know our phone number?"

"Brat, I do not have the patience for this! Put your stupid father on the phone now!" Vegeta snapped.

There was silence for a moment, which Vegeta assumed was that the kid was finally going to get his dad.

"He's outside training." Gohan said a moment later.

Vegeta growled. "Then go get him now before I decide to come over there and ki blast you!"

"I don't think my mom would appreciate that."

Teeth gritted in frustration, Vegeta said, "Unless you want your punishment from me to be for me to attack you in your base form at 300 times normal gravity you will put Kakarot on the phone within the next ten seconds!"

And at that, Vegeta finally heard the sounds of Gohan moving and couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction.

"DAD!"

Vegeta winced and pulled the phone away from his ear. Stupid brat.

"THE ALMIGHTY PRINCE OF SAIYANS IS ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!"

That was it. He was going to kill that brat. He knew the brat was mocking him.

"Hey Vegeta, what's up?" Goku asked a moment later.

"I'm going to kill your son."

"Vegeta!" Goku snapped. "You will do no such thing. Now, why did you really call?"

Vegeta looked back at Trunks, but to his shock found him not in the same spot. When he felt a tug on his pants, he looked down to see Trunks sitting there, grinning up at him proudly. His eye twitched. If it was anything else, he would so not be asking Kakarot of all people for this. If it was anything else, he would ki blast himself before asking Kakarot of all people.

"The woman told me to bond with Trunks. What the hell am I supposed to do with a one year old?!" Vegeta shouted into the phone.

At the Son's residence, Goku was barely managing to keep himself from laughing while his son stared at him in confusion. He couldn't believe that Vegeta was asking him for help with his son. The powerful saiyan prince unsure of how to handle his son. It was great.

Goku looked back at his son then at his pregnant wife who was hanging the laundry. He grinned and looked back at Gohan and put a finger to his lips. Though confused, Gohan nodded and let himself be dragged into the house by his dad.

Goku hung up the phone and put it on the table before turning to his son.

"Uh, Dad, did you just hang up on Vegeta?" Gohan asked with a frown.

Laughing, Goku put a hand to his son's head before putting two fingers to his forehead.

*Capsule Corp.*

When the dial tone buzzed in his ear, Vegeta looked at the phone with such a look of hatred that Trunks, who was still watching him, began to tear up.

A moment later, Goku and Gohan appeared in the room. Seeing them, Vegeta immediately threw the phone and hit Goku in the head with it, smashing the phone into hundreds of pieces.

"Ow!" Goku cried, grabbing his head. "What did you do that for?"

Trunks who saw this started to laugh, making Vegeta look down at him with a smirk. Good boy. He took pleasure in Kakarot's suffering. He really must be his son.

"I have a better question. Why was I dragged here? Mom's going to be mad that you dragged me away from my studies." Gohan told him. "Not that I mind." He added under his breath, though both saiyans still heard him with their advanced hearing.

"You need to go see Bulma." Goku pushed Gohan towards the doorway. "And I'm going to teach Vegeta how to play with a baby."

Gohan blinked, looking from his dad to Vegeta then back again before he burst out laughing. Oh this was absolutely great! When he felt Vegeta's ki begin to rise, Gohan quickly escaped the living room, but he didn't stop laughing. He didn't think he could. Oh, he wished he could get pictures of that to show Krillin and the others.

"Now Vegeta, playing with a baby is real easy." Goku said, making Vegeta glare at him. "One simple game you can play is peak-a-boo."

"What the hell is that?" Vegeta asked with a scowl.

Goku sighed. "You shouldn't swear in front of kids, Vegeta."

Vegeta scoffed. "Who are you to lecture me on what I say in front of my kid when it is your son that has been on the battlefield with warriors, also including your friends, who have said a lot worse? Are you going to stop every fight to yell at the enemy or your friend who swears because your kid is there?"

The Earth raised saiyan thought for a moment. "You know, I should. Gohan has been on a lot of battlefields and all that swearing might actually start to cause problems."

Vegeta resisted the urge to smack his forehead and to punch Goku through a wall. "What is this peak-a-boo?"

"It's real simple." Goku said, getting distracted from the idea of swearing happening around his son. "All you have to do is hide your face behind your hands while your son is looking at you and when you open them, say peak-a-boo while wearing a silly face."

"Are you kidding me? What kind of game is that? That has got to be the stupidest game I have ever heard of! It is obvious I am still there and not hiding!" Vegeta growled.

"It's to make him laugh." Goku replied.

"Laugh at what?! There is nothing amusing about that game!" Vegeta shouted, glaring at Goku. "Who would invent such a stupid and pointless game that makes no sense?"

"Oh, come on, Vegeta. Babies love this game! Just try it out." Goku said, pushing Vegeta towards his son, but Vegeta elbowed him in the stomach and moved away. Goku groaned and grabbed his stomach. Being unprepared for that blow, his defenses were down which made it hurt a lot.

"I'd rather try out having my fist in your face!" Vegeta snarled.

"Don't be like that. You already elbowed me. What more could you want?" Goku stood up, rubbing his stomach as he looked down at Trunks. "Don't you want your daddy to play peak-a-boo with you?"

Trunks laughed and clapped his hands.

"See? He wants you to play the game." Goku said with a goofy grin.

Vegeta growled and glared at Goku. "I will not lower myself to playing such an idiotic game, Kakarot!"

Goku looked at him with a raised brow.

*Gohan*

"Bulma!" Gohan shouted as he ran into the lab with a grin.

Bulma jumped in surprise and turned to look at her godson with a scowl. "Gohan, don't yell or run inside."

"Whoops, sorry." Gohan scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "But I was just so excited to see my favorite, beautiful, and very young aunt!"

The blue haired genius just sighed with a smile. "You really know how to charm a girl, don't you?"

Gohan grinned at her.

"You wasted no time in coming to visit, kiddo. Were you that excited about your gift?" Bulma asked with a smirk.

"Well, actually, I'm supposed to be studying now, but my dad instant transmissioned us here before I could react." Gohan explained.

"Goku is here?" Bulma went over to the door of her lab and looked up and down the hallway. "Where?"

"Oh, well," Gohan smirked at her. "You see, Vegeta called to talk to Daddy and the next thing I know, we are here." He snickered.

Bulma glared down the hall with her hands on her hips. "Did he call him to train? Argh, I told that man to play with his son!"

"No, no, no!" Gohan said as he grabbed Bulma's wrist and tugged on it to keep her from running off to find Vegeta. "He called to ask my dad for advice about what he was supposed to do with a baby." He grinned widely up her. "My dad is teaching him. Oh, I wish I had a camera, Bulma."

Bulma looked back at her godson in surprise before she started to smirk herself. "Vegeta called your dad for help?" Her voice shook as she spoke before uncontrollable laughter escaped her and she bent over to grab her stomach. "He called Goku! He hates Goku!"

Gohan grinned up at her and waited for her to get control of herself while fighting the urge to start laughing again himself.

After a few minutes of laughter when Bulma was finding it really hard to breath, she stood up and wiped a tear from her eye as a few more giggles escaped her. "Gohan," She breathed in deeply and took a few more deep breathes to calm herself. "I don't know what is going on with those two anymore. Vegeta never trains with anyone and now suddenly he spars with your dad and calls your dad for advice on…." She giggled and shook her head.

"I know. It's so weird." Gohan replied. "Should we be scared?"

Bulma laughed. "I think we're alright, kiddo." She paused and looked at Gohan. "Well, I am at least. I heard you had a three on one spar yesterday and lost."

Gohan pouted. "Bulma, they cheated! They told me it was a battle royal then they ganged up on me! It wasn't fair!"

Bulma grinned and bent over a bit to be in Gohan's face. "Maybe they are truly getting ready to come after you. Better watch your back, Gohan."

"Bulma!" Gohan shouted with a look of fear in his eyes. "That's not even funny! I really think Vegeta would!"

Laughing, Bulma stood back up. "Relax, kiddo. I'm sure Piccolo and Goku are just concerned about your training and Goku and Vegeta are sparring together so much because if I know saiyans, they want to ascend really badly right now. A nine year old beating them to it." She shook her head with a smile. "I'm sure that hurt Vegeta's pride a lot."

Smiling, Gohan nodded. He had no doubt that Vegeta was mad about that. He really strived to be the strongest, but with Goku around that was next to impossible. And then Gohan went and surpassed not only Vegeta, but his father as well, someone who Vegeta was never able to surpass before. It really had to grate on Vegeta's nerves.

Looking around the lab, Gohan tilted his head in confusion. "Bulma, where's my gift?"

"Oh, you little rascal, that's all you care about." Bulma teased.

"What can I say? I am so curious about what you got me!" Gohan told her.

Bulma smiled and reached into her pocket and pulled out a capsule. She took Gohan's hand and pressed the capsule into his palm. "Your gift. Open it and find out what it is." She went back to her desk and leaned against it as she watched her godson. Godson. Oh, she just couldn't get enough of reminding herself that this boy was her godson. She didn't even know he existed until he was four. When she first met him, he was very sweet, but so shy and nothing like his dad. But now, now he was so much like his dad from his looks to the way he ate to how powerful he was. He was really growing into a fine young man.

She smiled brightly as her mind traveled back to two years ago.

"Bulma!"

Bulma jumped as Goku appeared out of thin air in front of her. She stared in surprise before her surprise turned into a glare. "Goku, what are you doing in my kitchen at eight in the morning?" Couldn't he have least waited until she had her morning coffee before popping in?

Goku smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Sorry, Bulma. I just finished an early morning spar with Piccolo and had some time before breakfast so I wanted to come see you to ask you something."

Sighing, the blue hand genius went back to making her coffee. "What is so important that it couldn't wait until later?"

"I've wanted to ask you for a while now, but with Raditz showing up, dying, training to fight Vegeta and Nappa, then having to travel to Namek and now training to fight androids, I never got the chance." Goku said as he sat down at the table.

Bulma looked over at her longtime friend in surprise. "That's a long time to think something over. It must be important."

Goku nodded. "It's about Gohan."

"Ah," Bulma replied as she poured her coffee. Gohan. That would explain why it was so important. It was hard to see Goku as the father type, but the few times she has seen the father and son duo together when they weren't on the battlefield, she was amazed how good Goku was at taking care of his son. It wasn't hard to tell that Gohan was one of the most important people in his life. "Is there something wrong with him?"

"No, nothing is wrong. He is fine. Probably getting ready to eat breakfast then have an intense training session with Piccolo and me. He is getting so strong." Goku said fondly. "It's amazing how far he has progressed in just a few years."

Bulma smiled and sat down at the table with her coffee. "Well, he is your son." She took a sip of her coffee before asking, "Do you want anything to drink or eat?"

Goku shook his head. "I'm fine. I'm going to have breakfast soon."

Bulma nodded, though was a bit surprise. Goku never turned down food. Whatever he wanted to talk about must be serious. "Alright, your amazing strong son then, what is it about him that you need my help with?"

Goku stared at her for a moment before sighing. "He is so strong for his age that it is amazing, but he is still just a kid, Bulma. And I've already died once. We have the medicine for the heart virus for when I get it, but I could still be killed by the androids and what if something happens to Chi Chi? He would have no one but his grandfather." He looked up at her with such serious eyes that Bulma was surprised. "I know this is asking a lot, but if anything ever happens to me and Chi Chi could you take him in? I know he can survive on his own since Piccolo taught him to survive, but I don't want him to grow up alone in the wilderness. I want him around friends and people who care about him."

"You want me to be his godmother." Bulma said in shock.

Goku nodded. "I trust you to look out for him, Bulma. If I didn't, I wouldn't have agreed to let him go into space with you."

"I can't protect him." Bulma pointed out.

"No, but you are family to him and you can provide him with the care and comfort he'll need if he ever loses Chi Chi and me." Goku replied. "Please, Bulma, I need to know there will be someone there for him."

"Goku, you don't even have to ask." Bulma assured him. "He is a Z fighter, as much as Chi Chi hates the idea, and family to us. We would never abandon him if you and Chi Chi were lost to us. I would gladly take Gohan in."

Goku smiled at her. "Thanks so much, Bulma."

"Oh, wow!"

Gohan's voice snapped Bulma out of her thoughts and she looked back at him to see him sitting on the floor surrounded by a pile of wrapped presents. "This is so much. You didn't have to get me all this, Bulma!"

Bulma planted her hands on her hips and gave Gohan a mock stern look. "Are you saying that I'm not allowed to spoil my godson? Your grandfather is allowed to spoil you with gifts, but I can't?"

Giving her a sheepish grin, Gohan shrugged. "But it's so much!"

"Really? I think for the savior of the Earth it's not enough." Bulma said before she scowled. "Especially after seeing everything that jerk Mr. Satan gets for stealing your credit."

Gohan sweatdropped. It seemed that everyone else was angrier about what Mr. Satan did then he was.

Bulma smiled at him. "I know, I know. Your dad told me that you don't care, but someone has to get angry since you won't! Now open your gifts."

Gohan grabbed a small box and eagerly ripped the paper away to reach a box. He lifted the lid off and found a pendant of a silver "Z" attached to a silver chain. At the bottom of the Z the words "Z Fighter" were engraved in it. He lifted it out of the box and held it up in the air. "Wow."

"I know your mother doesn't want you to be a Z fighter, but you are one, Gohan. You should be proud of that fact." Bulma told him with a smile. "Everyone has one, even Piccolo and Vegeta if you can believe it, but they don't wear them. It's merely a symbol for us."

Gohan ran his finger over the cool metal with a smile before slipping it on over his head. "Thank you, Bulma!"

"Ah, ah, ah," Bulma said. "I'm giving it to you, but you have to thank the rest of the Z fighters. They were the ones who finally decided it was time for you to have yours after everything that you've done."

"Okay! I'll be sure to make my rounds and visit them all." Gohan looked down at his pendant with a grin. He knew the pendant didn't really mean much, but now it felt so real to him, the fact that he was part of the elite forces that protect the Earth.

"Well, if you love it that much, I believe the other gifts are going to be a huge disappointment." Bulma said.

"What?" Gohan asked. "No, no, I'm sure I'll love them." He grabbed his next gift and ripped it open to find two gis. One was an exact copy of his dad's gi without any symbols on it and the other was a black gi with a red weighted undershirt and sash with weighted black fingerless gloves. He looked up in confusion.

"I've seen you wear Piccolo's gi a lot, but never your father's. They both trained you, didn't they?" Bulma asked.

"Oooh," Gohan said with a grin. "That makes sense but what about the other one?"

"Your own personal gi. The most powerful warrior in the universe is allowed his own style, isn't he?" Bulma asked.

Gohan looked back down at the gis for a moment before looking back at his godmother. "Hey, do you think I could drive Vegeta insane by dressing and acting like Daddy?"

Bulma smacked her forehead. "That's not the point, Gohan, and why are you going after Vegeta?"

The nine year old shrugged. "Daddy told me he called me evil the other day so…"

Bulma laughed. "Gohan, you really don't want to start anything with Vegeta."

"I don't?" Gohan asked confused.

"Any sane person wouldn't." Bulma replied simply.

"Hmm, guess I'm not sane then." Gohan said as he reached for the next gift and ripped the paper off of it. He grinned as he found a book about the details of inventions that Capsule Corp made. "I've never seen this book before." He opened it to a random page and was met with information about Android 16. His eyes snapped up to look at Bulma in surprise. "Android 16?"

"That book is research and inventions that my corporation has worked on. It is confidential information that the public doesn't know about. I thought you might be interested in the research we've done." Bulma explained. "It has to do with inventions the public uses, but there is also a lot in there about the saiyan spaceships that I was able to study, the Namekian spaceship we used, the androids. You can understand why this hasn't gone public, but I trust you to know how important it is to keep this quiet."

Gohan nodded and looked back down at the detailed picture of Android 16. "Did you get this when you were fixing him?"

"Yes."

Gohan couldn't stand to look at the picture of the android that died helping him so he snapped the book shut. He would have to read it later when he wasn't thinking about how Android 16 died to help him. It was sure to be a very interesting read though. And it was kind of educational so his mom couldn't be upset. "Thank you."

He grabbed his last present which happened to be a folder. He flipped it open and found a flyer with a picture of warriors on it. Warriors dressed like phony aliens from space. At the top of the flyer it announced the Intergalactic Tournament was taking place in a few weeks and at the bottom it said the first place prize was 100,000,000 zeni.

"What is this?" Gohan asked.

"It's a tournament that is coming up in a few weeks. It is hosted by X.S. Cash for his son's birthday. Four fighters from different parts of the galaxy will be the opponents for the semi-finals and in the finals, you fight Mr. Satan and defeat him to win the first place price. I thought you might be interested in participating." Bulma explained.

Gohan looked up at her with a dull look. "You just want me to beat Mr. Satan."

"Now, Gohan, where would be the fun in the competition if you were the only one to enter? It wouldn't be fair." Bulma said with a smirk.

"Oh no." Gohan whined. "Don't tell me."

"That's right. All the Z fighters have already decided to join." Bulma replied.

"And no one told me?" Gohan asked incredulously.

"What? Don't like your surprise?" Bulma teased. "Or are you not confident that you can beat them? Now what kind of savior of the Earth are you?"

Gohan pouted. "You're against me too. You are all traitors!" He put his gifts back in the capsule and ran out of the room, leaving a laughing Bulma behind. A moment later he poked his head back in. "I'm sure I am going to see something amazing soon. Do you have a camera?"

"And you are amazed that Vegeta calls you evil." Bulma said, shaking her head as she picks up a camera off her desk. "I really shouldn't give you this, but I will need proof."

A smirking Gohan took the camera and suppressed his ki as he made his way back to the living room.

Gohan opened the door to the living room a crack and looked in to see Goku grinning widely while Vegeta sat on the ground in front of his son with a disgruntled look on his face.

"Come on, Vegeta. It's not that hard and I've already showed you ten times how to do it." Goku prodded.

Vegeta glared at him. "This is so stupid."

"And here I thought the prince of saiyans could do anything." Goku mocked.

Snarling, Vegeta turned back to his son and put his hands over his face while at the same time feeling really stupid. He was never calling that third class idiot ever again! He felt his brow twitch a bit at this stupidity, but he could feel Goku's challenging stare on his back still so he was not going to back out.

"Peak-a-boo!" Vegeta said as his hands popped away from his face. His son giggled at his dad, even though Vegeta knew for a fact that he looked anything but silly right now.

THUMP!

Vegeta and Goku whipped around at the noise that was soon followed by loud, uncontrollable laughter.

Brow twitching violently, Vegeta marched over to the door. He knew that laughter. He heard it earlier. "He is really dead this time, Kakarot. Better say your goodbyes now."

Gohan heard Vegeta, but he couldn't get up to run. That was just too great and he videotaped the whole thing! Oh, he couldn't wait to get to Kame House and show Krillin and Master Roshi.

But before he could do that, he had to get up, but his gut just hurt so much from laughing so hard. He just laid there, laughing, as he stared up at the door, waiting for it to open. And he didn't have to wait long. The door was slammed open and there Vegeta stood, glaring down at him with such anger.

"H-hey Ve-Vegeta." Gohan said, still laughing.

Vegeta looked down at Gohan's hand to see the camera there.

Gohan followed his eyes then looked back up at Vegeta who was completely red in the face with anger. "Woah, you are really angry. I've only seen my mom that angry when I make an escape from the house so I don't have to study."

Vegeta turned his palm up to face the ceiling as a yellow ball of ki started to form in it.

Eyes widening, Gohan scrambled to his feet and tackled Vegeta to the ground, earning a growl from him and probably signing his death warrant, but at this point, Gohan was pretty sure he signed it a long time ago. He jumped off of Vegeta and ran into the living room, passed a laughing and unhelpful Goku, and launched himself out of a window.

"Get back here, brat!" Vegeta screamed as he climbed to his feet and raced after Gohan. "And accept your death like a saiyan!

Bulma just walked into the room as she heard Vegeta and sighed while Goku laughed next to her. Bulma shot him a look. "You're not going to help?"

Goku looked out the window to see Gohan racing off with Vegeta following him. "Why? Vegeta won't kill him, despite wanting to. Besides, even if he really was planning Gohan's death, Gohan is still a lot stronger. Oooh," He grinned at the window as he felt the powers of the two saiyans rise. "I wonder if that camera will survive. I hope it does. I'm sure Krillin and Yamcha will get a real kick out of that show."

Bulma smacked her forehead. There was something wrong with the males of the Son family. That was all there was too it.

A/N: The real action will be starting soon. I am starting with Bojack as the first adventure. I am setting it up now, but chapter six will be the first real chapter of the Intergalactic Tournament. It should be fun since Goku will be involved in the battle this time!

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