Two months have passed since the destruction of the demonic Kid Buu. One had passed since the rampage of the monster Hirudegarn. Gohan had returned to Orange Star High School where his friendship with Hercule's daughter Videl continued. Training was a regular part of his lifestyle so he could maintain the small amount of power he had over his father from the Elder Kai's ceremony. Speaking of his father they rarely conversed or interacted.

"Hey Gohan, can we talk?" Goku tried to shout to his sixteen year-old son as he walked out of his bedroom.

"Dad, can we do this later?" pleaded the half-Saiyan to his father. "I was hoping to meet Videl."

"Wow, that's just what I was hoping to talk about." Gohan groaned. The last time Goku had spoken to him like this he had received "the talk". Well, that's because his father and he had not had serious discussion since seven years ago before the Cell Games when he selfishly remained in the Other World. For some reason this was on his mind.

"Dad we're just going to study for our Business class. It's really not what you think. There's going to be three other people there." The hasty inflection in his voice was not satisfactory for Goku.

"Your mother doesn't think so. She doesn't like that you have been rather secretive the last few months. And, I think I agree with her." Goku was being completely civil with his son.

"I'm not doing anything you would disapprove of. Besides, what would you know about family?" The last sentence slipped out, but saying it felt right.

"Excuse me? Must I remind you that I'm your father?" Goku had been shocked. He never really had to reassert his dominance over his son.

"Oh I don't know, maybe the past seven years of my life you missed? The wife that went without a man all that time! Dammit, how about your youngest son who didn't even know what a father was until he was seven years old?!" There was no stopping Gohan at this point.

"We-," Goku wasn't even given a chance to say a word.

"Do you know what it's like to have to work two shifts for hours each day while you're trying to study? No, because you never worked nor went to school! All you ever do is fight. And then you decide that you're going to give up fighting for years to 'keep the Earth safe' when you could save the planet anyways. Did it ever occur to you that perhaps people might want to see you? What am I supposed to do, just accept that you returned and everything is all right? 'Well Goku's back and let's pretend that we never suffer years of heartache.' I'm not as foolish as Mom and Goten!" The half-Saiyan was finally expressing his pent-up emotions. His parent just stood there in awe.

"Now, if you are done questioning me about things you have no place asking, I have a study group to get to." After the last syllable Gohan quickly raised his Ki, creating his standard light blue aura and pushing Goku back a full step. Once he had closed the door behind him he took off in flight as fast as he could, leaving his Saiyan father completely stunned. While world-saving was Goku's field of expertise, parenting was still rather alien to him.

"Dad, please, I can't keep up," begged Trunks to his Saiyan father.

"Damn boy, it's only five-hundred-times Earth gravity. This shouldn't be a challenge," scoffed Vegeta in response to what he believed was an absurd staement. "What happens if Hirudegarn returns? Would you want to watch that Tapion nearly killed again? You are a Saiyan prince; you should have no limit to your power!"

As of late, Vegeta and Trunks had been undergoing some extreme training. The former had been pissed that twice within the last few months that blasted Kakarot had been able to show him up. Not just that, but his brat had been able to as well. There was no way in Hell that the Saiyan royal family would continue to be outclassed.

"Well on that case, take this!" Super Saiyan Trunks grabbed his freshly-sharpened sword, propeled himself at his training partner, managing to score an unsuspected cut on the fellow Super Saiyan's cheek. Before the arrogant father could even think he ascended to the Super Saiyan 2 state and sent his towards the wall at full speed with an Explosive Wave.

"Don't you dare cry! A real warrior will stand and fight." Vegeta was not going to show his son any mercy.

"No, no more. I don't want you to hurt me any more!" the violet-haired child lost all semblance of thought. Trunks yet again climbed to his feet. He gathered his Ki into his palms and shot it in the form of his signature technique, the Big Tree Cannon. However, the proud prince saw this coming and blasted his son with a miniature Big Bang Attack, causing young Trunks to fall down once again.

"Foolish child. Your actions are begging for stronger gravity." Vegeta proceeded over to the control panel as soon as his son rose. With a button press the younster fell to his knees under the six-hundred-times Earth's gravity. He still was not done yet. This time he turned it up to seven-hundred- times the planet's gravity. Yet again the boy collapsed to the floor, a level he had never himself done, nor his father. Once he was content with the Trunks' unconcious state he began his push-up routine. As he worked out he thought about the Son's leaps in power and his own son's inablity to do so. Once he had done twenty a major change occured.

Prince Vegeta went to the ground a Super Saiyan 2. When he rose he had emerged at the next level. Before he could bask in his own pride at his newfound Super Saiyan Three state he turned his attention to his passed-out offspring. He reset the chamber's gravity to standard, descended to base form, and then lifted his son, heading towards the house. Both this new power and the boy would be handled tomorrow. Until then, he had an appointment with his bed for much-needed sleep.