Chapter 2

Gohan closed the giant wooden doors, they meeting had ended but his grandfather was speaking to several others in private. The young warrior began to make his way through the labyrinth of halls, heading towards his bedroom planning to get some rest before the new day dawns.

He stopped halfway through his journey to his desired location, turning on his heels to gaze back down the hall he had being strolling down. "I thought I gave you the day off." His voice resounded throughout the empty hallway, yet nothing else occurred as the seconds ticked by after the prince's statement.

"There's no use masking your presence, I know you been following me all day." A few more seconds past before a figure began to emerge from the darkness of the hall, clad in a light combat suit, the Ox kingdom's crest being displayed proudly on her right shoulder guard. Her eyes were a deep violet, her pitch black hair was tied up in a high ponytail, a look of embarrassment etched into her face at being caught.

She bowed before him offering apology after apology. "That's enough Kanya, there is no need to apologize." The female now known as Kanya rose to her full highest, just below the demi-saiyan by a few centimetres.

Kanya Auburn, daughter of Guilford Auburn, taken into his personal bodyguards under the words of her father, a sword master who thought Gohan the uses of several weapons over the past few years. The girl was loyal to a fault, and put work before most things in her life, she was skilful in martial arts and dabbled I with some weaponry, she had accelerated amongst his class in usage of ki and was slightly stronger than Krillin around when his life got messed up by his deceased uncle.

She was emotional, and acted on impulse at times not suitable, it also seriously affected her judgement. It was a weakness he was loathed, if you get too emotional you lose sight of your objective and worst case scenario yourself.

"M..MY Lord, you shouldn't be travelling by yourself this late at night, allow me to accompany you." Gohan just gave a nod to the teenage fighter, and then continued his walk back to his room, his new companion falling into step beside him.

Their footsteps echoed throughout the exquisite halls as the sauntered towards the prince's sleeping quarters. "My Lord?" Gohan focused his eyes on his personal bodyguard, wonder what she would ask. Seeing that she had his attention she decided to ask her question. "You haven't been sleeping well have you?"

Always worrying about him, it wasn't anything new, heck she worried when there wasn't enough guard detail to protect him, she's always like this. "I'm fine Kanya, I only need an hour or two at most to properly function through the day properly." It was true, his saiyan genes helping him greatly with this.

The saiyan genes where truly magnificent, the Saiyans were built to fight, that including fights and wars that lasted days, months and years. The Saiyan body would adapted to this learning to stay awake for days and result in no tiredness.

She looked dissatisfied with the answer, a small pout of frustration building on her facial features. Soon they arrived at the doors to the demi-saiyan's bedroom, "I'll see you for training in the morning, make sure everyone's there at seven on the dot. Goodnight Kanya." And with that Gohan retired into his room leaving the teenage female alone outside in the hall, a muffed 'Yes my lord!' could be heard through the shut door before the sounds of footsteps getting further and further away.

The scared teen began to undress from his suit, carefully hanging it up before placing it back into his wardrobe. He wandered out onto the balcony closing the doors behind him gently, not wanting to disturb his younger brothers sleep who was peacefully snoozing away at the opposite side of the room.

The cool breeze of the night managed to calm the Prince of the Ox kingdom as he stared of out into space, looking at the vast amount of stars burning in the night sky, one of natural beauties this world had to offer, it always seemed to amazing him anytime he stared into the massive ocean of stars.

He was always searching for something, yet not knowing what he was looking for,his emotionless gaze peering into depts of space. Maybe, just maybe it might have an answer to all his problems, yet he knew that was childish thinking.

The young warrior soon found himself warped in his bedsheets a few minutes later, his eyes slowly dropping as he drifted off into the bliss known as sleep.

-Gohans Journey Redone-

Had it been days, weeks or even months since Goku perished, he couldn't remember, the days all seemed to mesh together, his perception of time far different to that of most people. The only thing that remained constant was the sob escaping from the other side of the door, his mother crying herself to sleep or just plain out crying it never seemed to stop, it was like a broken record playing the same tune of a song over and over again.

The family had been split from Goku's choice to remain dead, his mother had fallen into depression, and no matter how hard he tried to comfort her he could never boost her spirits. The child clenched his fist, a mixture of emotions swirling around within him, loneliness, desperation, sadness and others he couldn't get a grasp at.

He felt so pathetic, he didn't know what to do, he was conflicted. He could go into his mother and console her yet he knew it wouldn't do any good, and he'd been focusing on taken care of his mother, not fully letting his grief settle in over his father's death, he had to be strong in order to help his mother, his emotions couldn't get the better of him like so many times before, he needed to remain calm and rational he had to be rid of these emotions, he could no longer be weak. He needed to be strong, for everyone's sake.

-Gohans Journey-

The young warrior's eye lid began to open, quickly adjusting to the darkness around the room he removed his bed covers, knowing he wouldn't get back to sleep, before heading towards the wooden wardrobe to acquire clothing. Pulling on a pair of loose fitting blue jeans along with a buttoned up shirt and a pair of black shoes with socks, feeling comfortable he decided to head out.

He made his way to the balcony, giving the digital clock a quick glance before entering out into the fresh air, it was half four in the morning. He could sense several guards around the castle walls, making sure no intruders got in as well as making sure the princes didn't leave at night. Sometimes his grandfather was too over protective, not as much as his mother was but he refused to let them leave the castle grounds at night.

He leaped from the balcony, freefalling to the ground, he landed quietly as his shoe soles touched the stone pavement of the garden path. He had to check up on someone, and it was better now than later, he wanted to get it over and done with.

Flying was not an option as it would alert the guards once they sensed him and in turn cause them to try and stop him, his grandfather was way to protective, so the next best thing was in order. The demi-saiyan got down into a crouching position, he pushed of the ground with minimal effort, he propelled upwards into the sky, his jump sending him far beyond the gate walls and quite some distance outside the city that was once fire mountain.

He landed with a thud within a forest nearby the city's outskirts, making a small crater upon impact with the ground. His shoes now covered in muck and practically destroyed. He'd worry about the shoes later; he took off at a moderate speed, flying over central city and south city as he headed towards his destination.

As he landed the sun was beaming in the sky, lighting up his surroundings as he flew. He was glad of the time difference. Landing on the outskirts of what could be called a small mansion he stepped into line beside a martial arts ring which resembled the one used in the world martial arts tournaments.

The building itself was several circular domes, all a pale white, a man was standing outside the main entrance, the demi-saiyan got into place behind him, it wasn't long before a battered and bruised man came stumbling out of the building.

Behind him though was the person who he came to see, sitting on her crystal ball floating in mid-air, her witch's hat obscuring her wrinkled face, Baba the fortune teller. She looked upon her to guests who were out in the morning sun, her eyes landed on the young demi-saiyan, giving him a good long look before turning to her other guest in line.

"How can I help you?" Her voice was droll, giving of the impression that she was bored. The man gave his response back with a respectful bow. "I wish to see my future." The small witch gave her full attention to the man, hope glimmering in her eyes slightly. "Do you plan to pay for your fortune?"

The man shock his head back and forth, giving a negative to the asked question. The pink haired witch let out a sigh, floating over to the youngest of the three, "Will you take care of him?" Gohan gave a nod to the request.

The witch turned around heading back towards the entrance. "If you can beat the young boy behind you I'll show you your future, I'll be inside." With that the sister of Roshi hovered back into her home.

The two males made their way to the ring, both going to opposite side of the stone tiled martial arts ring. "I'm sorry in advance kid, but I need to see my future!" with that the man rush towards his young opponent, thinking he had an easy win. He let out a scream as he threw his fist forward towards the hybrid.

Gohan ducked under the strike easily and tipped the man in front of him with his index finger gently. The elder man had no idea what hit him, the wind was knocked out of him, the pain was too much for his body to handle and was unconscious before he hit the floor hard.

The demi-saiyan simply stepped over the unconscious mass before him and headed towards the ki signature of the witch. He made his way to the front door, a pinkish floating being opening the door to allow him to enter the premises.

Baba was sitting on a nearby couch, gazing into her mystical ball, what she saw Gohan couldn't tell, but he sat down on a armchair opposite, waiting for her to speak. The two sat there in silence for a short period of time before the fortune teller casted her eyes on her young guest. "Gohan, what can I do for you?"

A small bit of cheer could be detected in her voice. "Do you have the items ready?" the prince replied with bland tone, perfectly matching his expressionless face, Baba gave a quick nod. "Yes, yes, all except yours, that will take a little more time." As she spoke she shoved her hand into a pocket in her black clothing, taking out several capsules and handing them over to the teen.

"Thank you, I appreciate your work, I'll be back at a later date for the next item." He dropped a small pouch onto a glass table in front of him before getting up and heading towards the exit. "Gohan, what happened to carefree boy I once knew?"

Gohan stopped at the question from the pink haired witch, thinking on how to reply. "He grew up." With that he left the room. "That's what I thought." Came the mumble of the witch, slightly disappointed with the answer she got.

A/N: I know this has been a long time coming but I hope it was worth the wait even though it is short, I was going to make it longer but that would of taking me even longer to do so I decided to put this out, as always I hope you enjoy this chapter and if you see any major mistakes, or something I can improve upon, please let me know in a review, I would greatly appreciate it. Until next time.