Hello all! I wrote this because I was having some writers block on my Fullmetal Alchemist story. It was something that just shot in my mind, though after reading over it myself I can't help but feel that it's a bit Cliche. Oh well! Let me know if it's any good and I'll add the next chapter up. I was not sure what to put for the rating so I settled with T just for now. There are a few F*** that will come out later on though. Also there will be some later torture scenes and mention of rape, though nothing graphic! This chapters pretty safe though. But, I might change the rating down to M depending on what reviews say. Also I can't help but feel that Piccolo is OOC and so is Vegeta. So sorry in advance! Anyway.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall Z or any of it's characters. Though I wish I owned Gohan!

A young man in an orange gi stepped out of a small egg shaped capsule. A scar ran down from the middle of his forehead to his left cheek. His hair was pitch black, short, and spiked off to the side. His bangs stopped just below his eyebrows. He scanned the area he landed on. It was somewhere in the woods which pleased the young man. He took out a small capsule the size of his smallest finger and pressed the top of it. The egg shaped capsule disappeared into the smaller capsule, which the young man then pocketed. He then flew off into the direction of the Lookout sensing the green namek he was looking for there.

Piccolo was meditating on the Lookout. It helped him clear his mind and also boost his ki power. His eyes opened slightly when he felt a weird ki coming from his left. It felt familiar and yet he couldn't tell who it belonged too. He stood up and faced where the ki was coming from. It didn't feel very strong so he wasn't concerned if it was an enemy, though this ki felt too pure to be someone evil. He noticed Kami and Mr. Popo also stepped out and were staring in the same direction, obviously feeling the strange ki as well.

After a few minutes a figure could be seen. Clad in all orange except for the dark blue shirt underneath the orange gi. If it weren't for the ki, Piccolo would have sworn it was Goku. The man finally reached the lookout and stood a few feet from where Piccolo, Kami, and Popo were standing. Piccolo studied the man who also seemed to be studying him. The man was tall, though not taller than himself, and had a scar on his long face. Piccolo couldn't help but see Goku in the face. The man moved closer to where Piccolo was until he was nearly in front of the namek. Piccolo tensed ready for a fight if the mysterious man decided to attack.

"Who are you and what do you want." The namek demanded. He stared the man straight in the face and smirked.

"Nice to see you too, Piccolo." The man replied smoothly.

"How the hell do you know my name?" Piccolo asked suspiciously. Readying himself further for an attack.

The man smiled. "What? You can't even guess who I might be?" The man asked frowning a little and using a hurt voice. Piccolo eyed the man carefully, he could take a guess, but he didn't believe that it would be the right guess.

"Are you another brother to Goku. Like that buffoon Raditz?" Piccolo smirked when he saw a the man's smirk falter to a look of disgust.

"I'm really hurt, Piccolo. How can you compare me to someone like Raditz?" The man asked frowning. Obviously upset that Piccolo couldn't guess correctly.

"So he knows who I am and who Raditz was." Piccolo thought to himself, then it suddenly dawned on him. "No way! It couldn't be! He's just a little boy…" Piccolo stared at the man for another minutes before finally speaking his thoughts out loud.

"G…Gohan?" Piccolo asked unsure. Suddenly a large grin spread across the young man's face and he nodded. Piccolo's mouth dropped open.

"Took you long enough!" Gohan said laughing at the green name's expression. "You okay there?"

Piccolo continued to stare at the man. "B-but how! This makes no sense. Unless…" Piccolo trailed off.

"I'm from the future." Gohan finished for him smiling softly at the namek. Suddenly his stomach began growling loudly. "Umm…do you think I could get some food, then I'll explain everything." Gohan asked.

Mr. Popo spoke up for the first time. "Of course Gohan! Come with me and I'll get you some food." He said walking towards the kitchen. Gohan followed right away with another grin on his face that resembled his fathers.

Piccolo stared after the young man still in mild shock. Kami walked over and chuckled lightly.

"Well, this is quite a surprise." He said putting a hand on Piccolo's shoulder. Piccolo stared at Kami before speaking.

"Do you think he's lying?" Piccolo asked quietly. Kami shook his head and walked off towards the inside of the lookout.

"I can sense the resemblance between him and the boy. It's different but there are still traces of the Gohan we know in that ki." Kami explained as he walked away. Piccolo stood there for a while thinking before he walked towards the direction Popo and Gohan went in.

After a good half-hour Gohan announced he was stuffed and thanked Mr. Popo for the food. He then followed the green namek out to the open of the lookout. Gohan lay on his back with his arms behind his head. He sighed loudly and smiled.

"Well, I guess I should explain myself now." He said to Piccolo, who was standing next to him. "To begin I'm from the future. I came back in a time machine that Bulma made. As to why I am here, a monster named Cell stole one, of the two, time machines Bulma made and came to this time. I'm here to destroy him before he can cause any havoc." Gohan stood and grinned. "Now, to more important things." Gohan said seriously while turning to look at Piccolo.

"Do you know where I can take a shower?" Gohan asked grinning sheepishly. Piccolo nearly fell backwards from the question.

"What the hell? That was and explanation!? A little more detail would be nice." Piccolo demanded, fuming from Gohan's explanation.

"Well that's all there really is to explain. Don't worry so much Piccolo! I've got everything under control. Just make sure you stay away from Cell and me when we begin battling. He's a lot stronger than you are and I don't want anyone to get hurt." Gohan explained seriously.

Piccolo stared into the young man's eyes. He knew there was plenty this future Gohan was not telling him. Gohan's eyes spoke plenty of untold stories alone. There was no real emotion in them. They were dead, nothing like the Gohan he knew. This Gohan was simply masking his emotions.

"How old are you? Surely you can tell me that. I'd like to know how many years into the future you are from." Piccolo asked, staring straight into the young man's emotionless eyes.

"Uh…wait let me think." Gohan sat down crossed leg and put his hand on his chin in deep thought. Piccolo's mouth dropped. How can he not even know how old he is? Piccolo was pulled out of his thoughts when Gohan jumped up.

"I figured it out! I turned 21 two days ago!" Gohan said smiling. "Wow, I actually forgot all about my own birthday. Silly me. Now where can I take a shower?" Gohan asked again looking around. Piccolo sighed and motioned for the young demi-sayain to follow. Once they got to the shower Gohan began peeling off his clothes while Piccolo looked the other way.

"Forgot your birthday, huh? Correct me if I am wrong, but your mother doesn't seem the type to ever forget her son's own birthday. Surely she would have reminded you." Piccolo said smoothly. He waited for an answer but one never came. Instead, as a response, Gohan started the shower.

Piccolo had left the shower room and was waiting outside the door. He expected answers and he was going to get them, even if he had to beat them out of the man. After a long twenty minutes, Gohan finally stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and one on his shoulders. Piccolo didn't look at Gohan and led the way to a bedroom where Gohan could get dressed.

Once in the room, Piccolo once again turned away to allow Gohan to get dressed. Gohan had managed to put on his boxers and his orange pants when he heard Piccolo inhale sharply. He looked over at the namek slightly confused. Piccolo was staring at his chest and back.

"Oh." Gohan said lamely when he realized what Piccolo was staring at. The namek walked up to him and ran a finger down a large white scar that was across Gohan's chest. Piccolo felt Gohan tense at the touch and stepped back.

"Where did you get those?" He asked turning Gohan around to see the one on his back. When Gohan didn't answer Piccolo stared him in the eyes.

"Does it matter? They're there and there isn't anything I can do about it." Gohan said quietly and quickly pulled on his dark blue tee and then his orange gi over it. He sat on the bed and begin putting socks on trying to ignore the eyes that were burning into his back.

"What are you hiding, Gohan?" Piccolo asked as the young man began pulling on his boots. When Gohan didn't reply, Piccolo continued, "I know something bad happened. I have a pretty good idea too."

Gohan looked up at the namek, glaring at him. "You might as well give up because I am not telling you anything. It is not important what happened in my time. What is important is killing that monster before he manages to harm this time as well." With that said Gohan stood and walked outside with Piccolo closely following.

"Was it that bad?" Piccolo asked quietly.

"I need to go see Bulma." Gohan began flying off in the direction of the Capsule Corp. When he realized Piccolo was not following he looked behind him. "You coming?" Piccolo nodded and follow the demi-sayain. In minutes they arrived and Gohan landed at the door and knocked. He could hear someone approaching the door.

Vegeta opened the door and stared at Gohan. He had never seen the man before and became wary.

"Who the hell are you?" He growled.

Piccolo wasn't certain, but he thought he saw a glimpse of affection and regret in Gohan's eyes when he first laid eyes on Vegeta.

"I'm Gohan from the future. Love to chit-chat, short stuff, but I really need to see Bulma." Gohan said quickly getting straight to the point and walked right passed a shocked Vegeta. Gohan felt an arm grab his and he stared at Vegeta.

"What the hell did you just call me? You think I'm stupid enough to believe a story like that you imbecile! Like hell I'm letting you in my house." Vegeta yelled in fury. He pulled the man backwards and threw him out of the house. He then attempted to punch Gohan in the face, but Gohan easily grabbed his fist and tossed him to the ground.

"I was serious when I said that I don't have time to chat, Vegeta." And proceeded into the house. Vegeta stared dumbly at the man who claimed to be Gohan. He then looked at the silent namek.

"What's going on!" Vegeta demanded. "Gohan is a little boy! Not a loud mouthed man."

"Well it's him, Vegeta. I didn't believe it at first either. But, it's definitely Gohan." Piccolo said before following after Gohan. Vegeta stood angrily and followed the namek. When they found Gohan he was already talking quickly with an excited looking Bulma. Bulma noticed Vegeta and ran to him.

"I told you I was a genius, you idiot! I made a TIME MACHINE! Ooooh, I am so awesome." Bulma said jumping up. She walked back to Gohan. "Show me it." Gohan nodded and took out a capsule from his belt. He moved to an open area in the lab, and pressed the button. A large egg shaped capsule formed in the once empty space. Bulma scream and ran over to the machine and began examining every part of the machine as quickly as humanly possible.

"Wow, this is ingenious. I can't believe it!" Bulma yelled happily. Gohan smiled a sad smile at her which wasn't missed by Piccolo.

"It is amazing. But, I'm afraid that when I entered this time, something went wrong. I'm not sure if it's broken or not. The Bulma in my time never told me how to manage it." Gohan said. "So, I was hoping you could fix it. It's of great importance to me." He explained as he walked over to where Bulma was standing.

"I don't know Gohan. I can try, but I can't make any promises since I have no idea how this thing was constructed." Bulma said rubbing her hand over the smooth surface of the machine. Gohan nodded and banged his fist against the time machine.

"YOU IDIOT NO WONDER IT'S BROKEN!" She yelled at Gohan. Gohan blinked as a small compartment opened where he had hit.

"I was just getting the blue prints and notes for the time machine." Gohan said laughing while scratching the back of his head. Bulma took the papers and set them on her desk. "How long do you think it'll take to fix?"

"I'm not sure yet. I'll see what I can do, and call you as soon as I figure out the problem." Bulma said not looking up from the papers. Gohan nodded and left the lab with Piccolo and Vegeta.

"So you really are Kakarot's brat from the future." Vegeta said not expecting an answer. Gohan nodded and walked outside. Gohan turned to look at Vegeta.

"Don't tell, Goku, OK? I'll speak to him when the time is right. For now it's best if only you two and Bulma know." Gohan said to Vegeta.

"Why are you here anyway?" Vegeta asked ignoring Gohan.

"I came for a joy ride. I was bored in my time." Gohan said grinning and began to fly off.

"What the hell kind of answer is that, boy?" Vegeta said angrily. This may have been Gohan, but it wasn't the one he knew. This Gohan was a complete smart-ass, and Vegeta didn't like it one bit.

"It's the answer you get." Gohan said simply and flew off.

"I don't like him, namek. Why is he here?" Vegeta asked eyeing Piccolo.

"I'm not sure, but I plan on finding out." Piccolo half lied. He knew Gohan had probably lied to Vegeta to keep him from going after Cell. Piccolo could tell Cell was definitely not an opponent that they could handle at this time, he could see it in Gohan's eyes every time he spoke of Cell. With that said Piccolo took off. When he reached the Lookout, Gohan was already there talking with Mr. Popo. He landed just as Mr. Popo was showing Gohan a place where he could sleep. Piccolo followed silently.

"So are you going to continue to stalk me?" Gohan asked laughing once Mr. Popo and left the room.

"I don't trust you right now. You have given me no reason to." Piccolo stated as Gohan pulled off his shirts.

"I haven't given you a reason not to trust me either." Gohan pointed out as he pulled off his boots.

"You're hiding something important from me." Piccolo growled back. Gohan chuckled and slid under the covers and sighed.

"Well I'm going to get some rest. I'm really tired." Gohan said turning on his stomach and closing his eyes. He waited for the namek to leave, but Piccolo didn't move. Gohan sighed again and sat up and looked Piccolo in the eyes.

"What do you want to know?" Gohan asked. He didn't plan on answering any of the name's questions truthfully.

"What happened to everyone in your time?" Piccolo asked a bit surprised that Gohan gave in so quickly.

"Nothing happened to anyone. I was simply the best choice to go after Cell, I am the strongest." Gohan answered. "Can I get some sleep now?" Piccolo grunted and left the room. He knew Gohan was lying, but decided he could figure out what happened another way. Once Gohan was asleep he would come back and read his mind.

It was night when Piccolo returned to Gohan's room. He slipped in quietly so he didn't wake the demi-sayain. He crept over as quietly as possible and stood by the man's bed. Gohan was on his stomach, face buried in his pillow. Piccolo slowly reached out his hand and placed it on top of Gohan's head. He then focused his ki and allowed his mind to clear of any thoughts. He then pushed his own mind into Gohan's and the bedroom disappeared.

Piccolo was standing in a room. He looked around and realized he was on Goku's home. The air was foggy with sadness and anger. He took in the scene around him. Goku was lying motionless in a bed, and Piccolo right away realized he was dead. Chichi was crying in Ox King's arms. Vegeta was standing in the doorway muttering something to himself. Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu, and Bulma all how their heads bowed. Some crying while others seemed too shocked at what they were seeing. He saw himself and when he glanced down saw the little boy. His black hair reached half way down his back. He couldn't have been older than six or seven. His eyes holding unshed tears, as if trying to be strong for the people around him. "Gohan." Piccolo thought to himself.

Suddenly the scene changed and he was in a crumbled city. He looked around and saw a man with black hair that stopped just below his chin, and a blond girl whose hair also reached to her chin. They were laughing over while standing next to an unmoving body. Piccolo gasped when he realized it was Krillin's body. He looked around and saw an unmoving form that was Yamcha, and a little further away the bodies of Tien and Chiaotzu. Gohan was off to the side standing next to Vegeta. The anger he sensed from the small boy made Piccolo flinch.

"Whose next?" The blond woman asked in a sing-song voice.

"Gohan, go find Piccolo. I'll distract them so you can escape." Vegeta said quietly.

"What! No way, Vegeta. They will kill you!" Gohan argued back hotly.

"I will not tell you twice, boy. I'll be fine. Even if I die, then at least I can rest assured that you will be able to destroy these bastards. You have potential, Gohan. I won't let you die here. Make us all proud and train hard." Vegeta said looking down at the boy softly. Gohan stared at the man and then nodded, trying hard to keep the tears away.

"I promise, Vegeta. I won't fail you. I will avenge every ones' deaths!" Gohan whispered fiercely at the older man. Vegeta smirked and began to attack the man and woman. Gohan flew off now letting his tears stream down his face. "I'm sorry Vegeta. I promise I will not die until they are dead. I promise to never be this weak again and never again will I shed a tear. I will be strong!" Gohan promised himself as he flew away trying to ignore Vegeta's screams of pain.

Piccolo blinked and was now in a forest. In front of him stood a much older Gohan. Piccolo guess around ten or eleven. Gohan's hair was cut in a similar fashion to what Goku's had been. Standing across from Gohan, was the future Piccolo.

"You're never going to beat the androids unless you have faith in yourself, Gohan!" Future Piccolo yelled at the boy. Gohan did not respond but attacked with as much might as he could muster up. But, every punch and kick Gohan sent out, Future Piccolo was able to block each one. Gohan screamed out in anger, increasing his speed and energy, finally he was able to kick Future Piccolo and sending him into a tree.

"Better. But not good enough!" Future Piccolo yelled with incredible speed to hit the boy. Gohan braced himself for the attack that never came. When Gohan opened his eyes, Piccolo's fist was inches from his face.

"Mr. Piccolo?" Gohan asked when he saw Piccolo's face. Gohan turned to see what had paused his mentor in his attack. "Crap." Gohan muttered when he realized what was wrong.

Floating above them a few feet away were both androids. They were smiling down on them.

"Ready to play?" The male asked laughing. It sent chills down Gohan and he looked at his mentor not sure what to do. Future Piccolo looked down at the small boy. The boy was not only his student or best friend. He had begun to feel like a son to him. Future Piccolo suddenly grabbed Gohan into a hug.

"I love you, Gohan. Don't die, make me proud to be able to call you my best friend and student. I believe in you." With that said Piccolo knocked the boy out before Gohan could protest.

Everything went black for Piccolo, then he realized since Gohan was unconscious, that Piccolo couldn't see anything since it was Gohan's memories. Piccolo tried to scan ahead of the dark, and finally was brought back to the same forest. Gohan was rubbing the back of his head, confused. The last thing Piccolo heard before he was yanked from the memories was Gohan's yell.

Piccolo blinked when he realized he was back in the bedroom. He blinked again when he realized he was looking into the face of a very angered older Gohan. He tried to pull away from those deadly looking eyes, but Gohan was holding on to his wrist.