The Girl Named Gohan

Prologue

Son Goku had already paced the length of all five floors of the hospital, eaten all the food his money could buy and approached a total of fifteen nurses on the condition of his wife, and his to-be-born son.

Well, if it was a son. Chi-Chi's tummy was scanned sometime before and the doctor said it was a guy, so Goku was pretty sure it was a gonna be a boy. But then again, Goku didn't trust doctors.

Seriously, that doctor just passed by holding a tray of sharp thingies that made Goku want to hide under is chair. Doctors were kind of evil. How could someone just smile and stab that needle in your arm and not be evil?

"Mr. Son?" Goku jumped. Oh good, that doctor wasn't holding a needle out. "Your wife is ready to see you."

"Uh. . .how. . .how about the baby?" Goku jumped from one foot to the other. "Is he okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Son, your wife and child is in perfect condition. You may enter the room now."

Hesitantly, Goku followed the man to a plain white room. The second he opened the door, the first thing that registered in his mind was soft crying. Looking around, his eyes came to rest upon a tired but happy-looking Chi-Chi on the bed, with a bundle of something in her arms.

"C-Chi-Chi?"

"Goku," Chi-Chi smiled at him, "Goku, quick, come look."

Slowly, Goku went nearer and leaned down a little to see Chi-Chi shifting the bundle of blankets to reveal a little face with big, round eyes and a tiny mouth that was turned down in a frown.

"This is your daughter, Goku."

"M-My daughter?"

"Yes, the doctors made a little mistake—"

He knew it! Doctors weren't all-knowing like everyone said they were!

"—but who cares? She's so adorable, isn't she? Aren't you, sweetie?"

Goku grinned, abandoning his fear of needles for a while. Besides, they were alone in the room anyway, so no doctors. He was safe and so was Chi-Chi and his daughter.

"Yeah, she looks a bit like you, Chi-Chi." Goku smiled down at his newborn child. He felt a little nervous and excited and giddy and proud, all at the same time. Wow, he didn't even know he could feel this much emotions at the same time.

"Wanna hold her?" Chi-Chi smiled widely, holding out the blanket-covered baby a bit.

"What if I break her?" Goku clasped his hands behind his back. "She's so tiny."

"Don't be silly, Goku-san! You won't break her. Heck, she's our child. She's gonna be one tough lady." Chi-Chi cooed, "Aren't you, baby?"

"Yeah, you're right." Goku carefully outstretched his arms out. "O-Okay."

Chi-Chi placed the bundle in his arms. Goku held his daughter awkwardly, watching as she slowly opened her eyes. She smiled.

"Hey, um, I'm your Daddy." Goku grinned, "I don't know what to call you yet but we're gonna have so much fun, promise!"

Chi-Chi felt like tearing up as she watched Goku adjust the baby so that he was cradling her with one arm and held his hand out. A tiny hand reached out from the mess of blankets and enclosed its tiny little fingers over Goku's thumb.

She felt excited. She had just the name for her!

"So. . ."

Ox King laughed uneasily. "What's her name?"

"I don't know." Chi-Chi sighed, burying her face in her hands. "It's been nearly two weeks and we can't keep calling her 'baby'!"

"You said you had just the name."

"She didn't like it. Neither did Goku—"

"You wanted to name her 'Einsteinetta'!" Goku complained. "I'm not calling her that, Chi-Chi!"

"Dad, didn't you say you had a list prepared?" Chi-Chi eyed a little bit of paper poking out from the Ox King's bag. She was desperate enough to consider her father's choice in names.

"Uh, you guys said I was going to have a grandson, so I made boy names." The giant of a man twiddled his thumbs and laughed.

"Let's hear 'em, they can't be that bad for a girl." Goku shrugged.

Ox King noticed what his daughter was eyeing and quickly stuffed the paper deep inside his bag before she could realize that the name scribbled on was 'Johnny Oxseed'. "Trust me Goku, all of my names are completely manly."

Goku and Chi-Chi sighed in unison.

Chi-Chi straightened, frowning determinedly. "None of us are going to leave this room until my daughter has a name. I'm not putting this off any longer."

"Wha—but Chi-Chi!" Goku protested. "It's lunchtime!"

"No, Goku, we just ate lunch."

An hour passed. Chi-Chi stared at her little baby intently.

Another hour. Ox King came up with 'Chi-Chi Junior' before giving up.

One more hour. Goku grimaced as he felt his stomach demand its daily snack.

"I'm going fishing." Goku announced abruptly. If Chi-Chi wasn't going to cook, he was going to have to make his own meal. He hadn't eaten fish in a few days anyway.

"What?" Chi-Chi glared fiercely. Goku shrunk into his chair, with a miserable stomach.

Out of desperation, the three had started shouting random names and see if the baby liked it.

"Sarah," Ok King suggested.

"Emily?" Chi-Chi asked.

"Bulma!" Goku shouted enthusiastically.

"Goku, we're not naming her Bulma," Chi-Chi said firmly.

"Why not?"

"I don't want our daughter growing up like Bulma!" Except for the intelligence thing, that was good. But although Chi-Chi considered Bulma as her best friend, she was still a girl who frequently obsessed over cute boys, wore little tube tops and tight shorts, and skipped classes.

"Why? Bulma's not a bad person," Goku felt offended on the behalf of his first friend. The baby wailed.

"Well, that's that, she doesn't wanna be called Bulma." Chi-Chi was glad for the excuse not to explain. Goku looked up to Bulma like a little brother would. Chi-Chi honestly thought it was rather cute, and she didn't want to spoil Goku's image of her.

"Man." Goku groaned. "My poor hungry tummy."

"Stop whining Goku, I'm sure you had to figure out cooking for a while after Gohan left, you should be just fine—"

Ox King cut her off with a gasp. The baby was laughing.

Anxious for anything that would relieve him of his pain, Goku jumped up and yelled, "Gohan!"

His daughter laughed and smiled, waving her short arms around.

"Ha! She shall be henceforth known as Gohan!" Ox King jumped up alongside Goku, the two men tired of sitting down for so long.

Chi-Chi would've protested about Gohan hardly being a proper name for a lady, but shut her mouth. Her own name kind of meant 'father', after all. Besides, at least her daughter had a name now, one she actually liked. . .shame it wasn't Einsteinetta.

Goku picked his daughter, newly named 'Gohan', and swung her around happily. "Gohan!"

Chi-Chi reached and felt around the surface of the coffee table without taking her eyes off the pair. Where was it. . .?

Click. Click.

She looked beside her to find that her father had already grabbed the camera and was clicking away. The Ox King didn't seem to notice he was holding it backwards and was probably taking pictures of his own face.

Sometimes her father could be just as idiotic as Goku. "Oh, Daddy."

Hey. (:This is a revised version of the original prologue. What do you think?

I've just recently returned to , the past year's been really messed up but I think I've got everything in control for now.

*Erm, in case you don't know, Chi-Chi is a word for 'father' and can also be linked to, um, 'breasts' although I'm not sure of that one. You know, Toriyama and and his puns.

*I decided to still call Gohan 'Gohan' even with the gender change. Changing Gohan's name and calling her 'Daughter of Goku' or something makes me feel like I'm creating an original character (OC) and I can't stand most of those, sorry.

Review? (: