Fandom: Dragonball Z
Publish Date: 12/9/2002 to 4/14/2003
Disclaimer: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, I do not own DBZ.
"COME TO ME, FLYING NIMBUS!"
I hear the call, and I answer, zooming out of my hiding place in mountains and heading towards the sound of Goku’s voice. I have been answering that call for many years now. I wonder where we will be going today, or what new quest we will be embarking on.
It seems like with Goku, every day is a new place to go, a new person to meet, and a new adventure that will nearly get him killed. And through it all, he never changed from the cheerful, care-free, innocent person I chose so long ago. He has become almost a child in an adult’s body.
I skid to a halt in front of my friend, and I am surprised at what I see.
Goku is not alone. He has someone with him. A small bundle in his arms; I can tell before he even says anything that it is a baby, but why would Goku have a baby with him? Perhaps one of his crazy friends talked him into babysitting or some such thing? Yes, that must be it…
What?!? His…son? Goku has a son? Impossible!
But that is what he is saying…and I have never known Goku to lie. So it must be true. Goku has a son. Incredible…just incredible.
I think he wants to see if his child can ride. And although I really have no doubts about the son of Goku, I have to check the child’s heart. I am already fairly certain of what I will find there, though. A child this young has had no time in which to destroy that fragile purity which every child that young possesses, and which is all too soon lost.
My mental eye extends to read what is inside the child’s heart, and I am not disappointed. Both mind and heart reflect a small child’s innocence and purity quite clearly. Goku sets the child down on me, and I hold him fast, just as I have always done for his father.
The child’s name is Gohan, he says. I know that name from somewhere…ah, yes. I saw that name in Goku’s memory when I first scanned his mind so long ago. It was the name of Goku’s grandfather, who was killed quite some time before I chose him.
Though I cannot tell Goku, I also saw something within Gohan that was quite clear within Goku. I cannot quite put my proverbial finger on it, I have the distinct impression that this child will come to be very important in events that are yet to come. I do not know when, nor why, nor how or who, but I do know. My instincts have yet to fail me.
And the all-essential purity is there; I have found another that I can and will bear.
Like father, like son.