Disclaimer: No I don't own Dragonball…
It had been 3 months since Goku accidentally revealed Ki to Gohan, and the Son family had been doing well. Goku, himself began to push himself further than ever before with his training. He had figured that he had slacked off to much; he needed to get as strong as he could. Just in case Piccolo ever appeared out of the blue, or something of the sort. He needed to be ready, if there's one thing that he knew; it was that peace only existed for so long.
The weights within his Gi had found themselves increasing in mass, by around one and a half times. This had made a tremendous difference in to physical strength; he reckoned that he could lift Kami's entire lookout with a single hand.
It had been fun. All he was doing was relaxing and training, no Red Ribbon Army, no Demon King Piccolo, no Piccolo junior, and no World Martial Arts tournaments, to worry about. Speaking of which, it had been to Goku's great disappointment that Chichi had informed him of the agreement to discontinue to legendary tournament.
It was quite ironic, until now they had been living off his tournament winnings. They had been doing just fine, but then Gohan came along out of nowhere. Suddenly they needed extra things, to make sure Chichi; and therefore Gohan were comfortable. With her sudden pregnancy they had eventually been forced to dip further into the reserves. Once Gohan was born the need for those things slowed down dramatically, but along with his birth came the need to feed an extra mouth. No matter how much Chichi prayed otherwise, Gohan took after his father appetite-wise. They didn't just have an extra mouth to feed. They had an extra black hole to feed.
Just recently they had begun to run low. They were already down to a quarter of their original money and were in trouble, since the World Martial Arts Tournament was discontinued, there wouldn't be an opportunity to gain prize money.
The Ox-King had heard about their troubles, and had offered his financial support. He was the King of the entire Ox-Kingdom. Having their funds refuelled by him every once in a while, certainly wouldn't hurt. They would be able to get that new extension that Chichi was after.
Even though there were numerous benefits, Chichi being her stubborn self, promptly refused her father's offer. She claimed that he would not always be able to support them, and that Goku needed to grow up and learn that not everything would be handed to him in life.
She managed to convince Goku to search for a job. He had brushed off the suggestion, claiming it would come easily. It had taken a little while for him to realise that, it wouldn't come on a silver platter. And thus he had found himself searching for a job, under several threats of starvation and beatings from the Frying Pan of Doom.
Gohan had grown tremendously within those three months. Goku's son was a lot bigger, taller and even stronger. He made both his parents extremely proud.
He could now form words a lot better, without the childish stutter. He had proven that he had his amount of smarts as he was already starting to learn simple subjects such as Maths. There would also be the occasional backyard science prac.
To Chichi's both joy and dismay, he encountered the slight reading disability which all children found themselves entrusted with. He could not read a word, he could only read a bunch of letter… syllables at best. Even if he recognised the word, when reading it he would sound it out; instead of saying it out loud like he normally would while talking. Thankfully this proved to Chichi, no matter how odd his parents were he was still normal. He wasn't a freak. However it meant that he wasn't born a super genius. He would need to work to become smarter.
His physical appearance had also changed through the course of the three months. Long gone, was the spiky long hair and hat, which contained the four-starred dragon ball. It now, hung from his neck like a necklace, tucked into his shirt though; Chichi would never let it hang out freely. His hair was now toned and treated in perfect mini-Goku style, containing one less spike in total.
In Chichi's eyes, this was a great thing; at least she could make sure it would hurt when she rammed the frying pan through his head, since the hat had disappeared. The frying pan, Chichi's greatest weapon was very unfortunately in a predicament of its own. Severely dented by the trademarked, Kachin Son head, it now laid battered, to never fry again.
However that didn't last for long, as a replacement was already well on its way.
Today was a not so typical day for the Son family, today they planned to travel to Kame house. Well typical in the sense that Chichi was yelling at her son and spouse to ready themselves, and not-so-typical in the sense that they were all going out as a family today.
It was a Dragonball Gang reunion at Roshi's house. The organiser, Bulma, had spared no-one and demanded that they all came along; from Turtle to Tien.
Chichi felt the need for this be formal. She had dressed herself appropriately. However her husband proved to be the polar opposite of herself, dressing in his bright orange Gi.
Bulma grimaced…. They were late… again! How the Son family always managed to show up late was beyond her.
The doorbell rung, as Roshi hobbled over to the weak door. As he opened it he noticed that Chichi, and Goku had both come along.
"Ooohooo! Come to Papa!" Roshi ran up to Chichi and began groping her.
"You pervert!" Chichi screamed, pulling out the frying pan of doom and chasing the now fleeing Roshi with it.
"Daddy where's mummy gone?" Gohan asked from beside Goku's leg.
Everyone did a double take as they glanced down at the boy.
"Say Goku, what's with the kid?" Tien asked.
"Yeah, you baby sitting or something?" Krillin asked just as curious.
"Nah, it's probably just Chichi's nephew or something." Yamcha waved it off.
Bulma sighed and put her hands on her hips. "You guys are idiots! Can't you see the hair style?"
Now everyone was curious, even Roshi stopped running from Chichi to look at the boy.
"Everybody say Hi, this is my son, Gohan."
"You've got a kid Goku?" Chiaotzu asked, floating over to the boy.
Goku patted his son on the back. "Yeah right here. He's really strong too."
Krillin snorted. "Trust."
Yamcha muttered with a smile, "Your son, Son Gohan? Do you just call him son Gohan then?"
Every shared a hearty chuckle, before Chichi interrupted. "Hey you guys, where's Launch?"
Chichi may have been a relatively new permanent addition to the group and while she didn't know everyone that well, she knew all the girls. After all, like it or not, these were the people she'd be socialising with for most of her life.
"Ooooohooooo! Launch and Cheeeeeeeeee-" He was unable to finish his sentence as blood began to spurt through his nose, causing him to fly into the wall.
Chichi and Bulma both raised their fists. "God damn pervert!"
Turtle hobbled over to them both. In his own mellow voice he said, "Hey not in front of the kid!"
"Umm She's coming Chichi." Tien said awkwardly.
"And how would you know?" Chichi said with a twisted smile on her face.
"We were together when we got the invite." Tien poked his index fingers together blushing slightly.
A single space pod dropped from the sky and onto the Earth. A long haired man, with spiky hair stepped out. He seemed to be wearing some kind of armour of some sort.
He smirked as a farmer came rushing towards him, armed with some kind of contraption. He222 brought a finger to his scouter and pressed a button on it.
"A power level of 5!" Raditz laughed cruelly, "How pathetic. Kakarot must have already dominated this world."
"Hey you! Just who do you think you are? This is my land! Listen to me when I'm talking to you, god damn it!" He raised his shotgun. "You listen here buster! This is my land and I won't have no weird-monocle-wearing freaks on it!"
"Ahh maybe you're one of Kakarot's minions?"
"What? You mean do I farm carrots?"
"Farm? What does that mean, serve?"
"No, it means grow."
"You grow Kakarot?"
"Yes I grow Carrots. Say I'll give you a discount if you buy some, this hauls not been to good and me main suppliers have been leaving me."
"Oh well." Raditz said as he blasted the farmer without hesitation and took to the sky.
'Grow Kakarot's? What is my brother up for sale or something. Pathetic human, he's my brother. He should be this worlds Tyrant.'
Raditz set his scouter to scan for the highest power level.
"Let's see. Ahh one at 350. That must be it."
He turned around and blasted off towards the power level.2
"And this one time, last week or something, we were down by four runs and it was the last shot of the West City Super Champions Cup, right? Yeah and I got a deal with coach, if I hit a home run, I'd get half a billion bucks and I'd become the face of Baseball worldwide. So what I did was I smashed it into the pitcher's face –don't look at me like Bulma, I made sure I didn't give him any permanent damage- and sent it almost outta the park. But I hit it so that it'd spin backwards towards us right. So while they're trying to catch it and all, I'm walking really slowly right, strolling in fact right, just waiting for the last possible second to run a homie. And then I suddenly see it go towards to home base and everybody's yelling at me to run. But I don't, I just walk there and I make it a millisecond before Mcduffer catches it."
"Wow Yamcha, that's certainly one tale!" Lunch said standing at the door.
"Launch!" Everyone yelled, running to great their old friend.
"Pfft… You just used the after-image technique, didn't you?" Tien muttered.
"Sounds like someone's jealous." Chichi sang, in a perfect sing-song voice.
"Well at least I didn't fall for one of Yamcha's corny lines!" Tien said, chuckling.
"I was six!" Chichi pouted before turning angry. "And I've still got to get you back for that, my secret admirer!"
"He did what?" Bulma screeched, having never heard the tail.
Yamcha suddenly backed up against the wall, fearing the wrath of the two angry women.
"So that's why you told me marriage was a horrible thing." Goku said pointing his finger at Yamcha, his voice full of naïve understanding.
The room suddenly erupted in laughter, while both Goku and Bulma looked around confused.
"You're not Kakarot!" Raditz said, behind Piccolo.
"Who's there?" Piccolo suddenly turned around, shocked.
'How did I not notice him standing right behind me? I sensed this power flying, but I thought it was Goku.'
"What's a Namekian doing on a planet like this?"
'Namekian… That sounds familiar.'
"I wonder." Piccolo said in fake amusement. "Die!" He suddenly let a surprise Ki blast out, aimed at Raditz.
"You fool! I am a Saiyan warrior!" Raditz slapped it back at Piccolo, who dived out of its way at the last second.
"Here I'll even show you a little trick." He raised an arm. "Keep your eyes on the birdy."
A little of Ki appeared above his hand.
'This is my best shot! I can attack him when, he's not focussing on me. There's no way he'll see it coming if I take him by surprise.'
While Raditz was focusing on the Ki ball, Piccolo lashed out with his leg; extending it.
He however never expected Raditz to simply step on it.
"Remember keep your eyes on the b-" He was interrupted by his scouter beeping. "What? There's a higher power level? That must be Kakarot!"
Without a second though, Raditz flew away, letting his Ki ball diminish.
"And that's why you should listen to women, Gohan." Krillin said.
"Because if you don't they'll do that?"
'What's that dark power?' Krillin asked himself. 'It's coming our way! Shit, I hope it doesn't want any trouble, everyone's had a drink.'
"Do you guys feel that?" Tien asked, standing up.
"Chichi, Bulma, Gohan, Launch and Master Roshi, hide now!" Goku yelled, stepping out of the house. Tien, Krillin, Chiaotzu and Yamcha following him."
Goku (with weights): 420
Piccolo (with weights): 350
Gohan (with weights): 180
Miss me? This took ages sadly. Long story short, Laptop time is very limited and internet time is even more limited. Also feel free to drop an anonymous review in, I'll still respond to you. Also Kachin, for anyone that's interested, is the strongest metal in the world according to the Supreme Kai.
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