Son Gohan stood atop of his house as he watched his little Brother, Son Goten, and the son of Bulma and Vegeta, Trunks Briefs, roll around wrestling in the grass. He was wearing his fathers old Gi with no symbols.
He smiled as Goten miraculously managed to get the upper-hand on Trunks. Both boys were wearing gray shorts with blue shirts.
While those two tussled, Chi-Chi was hard at work cooking dinner for the three half-Saiyan children. She enjoyed the peacefulness that the world was now in.
She sighed as she paused in her cooking to reminisce all the wonderful times she had when her deceased husband was alive.
Just then, the boisterous, joyful laughter of her father, the Ox King resounded throughout the area as he came into view down the dirt path that led to their little home in four-thirty-nine East Mountain District.
He was driving in his red convertible with the top down of course with a wide goofy smile plastered on his face.
Gohan was filled with warmth at the sight of his grandfather as he smiled brightly. The Ox King was just about the friendliest, jolly man alive and always visited his family regularly.
Gohan turned his head to the west as he heard the sound of a JetCopter fast approaching filled his ears as a gust of wind generated under the strong force created by the aircraft.
Gohan smiled brighter as he felt the energies of Tien, Krillin, Marron, Chautzu, Yamcha, Master Roshi, Puar, Oolong, and Turtle inside.
He turned his head in the opposite direction he sensed both Vegeta and Bulma fast arriving.
What was it that brung all the Z-Fighters together like this? Gohan's birthday! That's right, the boy who defeated Cell was now fourteen years old. Well… not yet. He still had two more hours to wait until he was fourteen.
It was the first time since the Cell Games that Gohan celebrated on the day of his birth. Which was in the same month his father died.
He jumped from his position on the top of his house to welcome the arrival of his friends.
He jogged over to the JetCopter that had been used for the arrival of the humans and greeted them." Hi guys," he cheered.
Krillin was wearing an orange button-up shirt with pink flamingos on it with a lighter shade orange jean shorts with beach sandals. His wife, 18, wore her simple jeans and blouse with dull shoes. Their daughter, Marron, was covered in a blanket so not much of her was showing.
Roshi wore a green business suite with a darker green tie and alligator shoes. His usual shades were also on his face. Yamcha wore an expensive fur coat that covered whatever he had under it. He also was wearing shades. Tien and Chautzu wore their normal Crane School uniforms.
Oolong wore jeans and a plain white shirt while Puar and Turtle wore no clothes.
"Happy birthday, Gohan!" They all greeted together with grins as they exited with gifts.
"Thanks," Gohan told them as Vegeta and Bulma exited their JetCopter.
The heiress to the Multi-Billion Zenny corporation was wearing a stylish red dress with red pump heels. A red purse loosely hung from her arm as she and Vegeta exited the jet. The Prince himself was wearing his normal armor like he was ready for battle.
"Mom, Dad!" Trunks cheered as he ran over to his parents. Ceasing his wrestling match with Goten. The latter also followed.
"Hi, dear." Bulma knelt down to eye level with her son as she ruffled his hair with affection.
"Hi, miss Bulma," Goten happily greeted Bulma. He was slightly afraid of the mighty Prince so he never greeted him. That, plus the fact that Vegeta never responded.
'Gosh, he looks so much like Goku more and more every time I see him,' Bulma thought as she ruffled his hair too.
"Hi, Bulma," Gohan greeted." Vegeta," he acknowledged the Saiyan Prince.
"Hmph," Vegeta grunted in response. "It's time for you to learn about Saiyan mating," he said with a frown. Curse his luck for accidentally mentioning it to Bulma.
Gohan chuckled nervously as the guys started laughing at him.
Just then, Chi Chi announced that the food would be ready soon and Vegeta took Gohan to the side so they could speak in private while the others mingled together.
The talk was short and got down to business. Vegeta didn't even ask whether or not the half-Saiyan understood what he was talking about.
"Uh, thanks… I guess," Gohan mumbled under his breath as they returned to the others. Just in time to see Chi Chi bring the last tray of food onto the picnic table outside the house.
The Saiyan's stomach all growled in anticipation while everyone else laughed, baby Marron stuffed her face into the crook of her mom's neck in an attempt to shield herself from the monster noise, eliciting another round of laughter from the guys.
"Alright, allow me to go freshen up while you all wait here," Chichi said.
Vegeta was about to sit and start eating but one glare from Bulma stopped him." Hurry it up, woman," He called after Chi Chi.
Chi Chi ignored the rude statement as she ran to her house. She bathed, changed clothes, styled her hair differently, and exited the house twenty minutes later.
"Alright, let's all dig in." She announced as she took her spot at the table between her father and oldest son.
The Saiyans ate at an alarming rate. Well, if you've never seen them eat it would be considered alarming. But everyone present is at a normal human level. Even #18 who didn't need to eat.
During this extravagant meal that was fit for ten kings, a tall green warrior and a chubby Samurai came down from their respective places above the earth to attend the party.
"Hi, Mr. Piccolo!" All three Demi-Saiyan children greeted at once. The Namekian Warrior stood tall with his cape blowing from the soft breeze. His demeanor brought a certain level of seriousness to each gathering.
Piccolo nodded with a small smile. It was amazing how a former Demon King could change so drastically as to be friendly to children. Even more amazing is the fact that two of them are the children of his once most hated enemy.
"Yeah, I'm here too," Yajirobe announced as he sat next to Vegeta and began eating from a plate that was there.
Vegeta scoffed at the fat man and decided to test his merit and reached over and took a large chicken from his plate.
"Yeah, it's totally cool with me. You can have it." Yajirobe stuttered with a lopsided smile as Vegeta smirked.
"This is for cutting off my tail." Vegeta told him as he took his entire plate. Causing everyone to sweat-drop. The incident with the tail happened nine years ago. Man, Vegeta sure can hold a grudge. He probably would've killed the man if it wasn't for the rest of the Z-Fighters being there. He didn't not kill Yajirobe in fear of them, he just didn't need them pestering him. Even if he did surpass Gohan and become the strongest in the universe. He also wanted to become a different man for the sake of his family.
"Ah man," Krillin started laughing. "You guys should've seen Yajirobe that day. He was like, 'please, sir, I really admire you and would like to join you if it's not too late," he told them with a voice impression of the now irritated man.
Everyone began laughing like mad men. Even Chi Chi had to stifle the urge to laugh, even if it was the second time she had heard the joke.
"Whatever," Yajirobe said indifferently. "Korin sent me to give you these," he tossed a golden bag to Gohan." Senzu beans. There's like a hundred in there. I don't know why the bag is gold so don't ask," Yajirobe said as he turned to his vehicle." Anyways, Bean Daddy out," He announced as he jumped clumsily into his car and took off.
"Bean daddy?" Bulma questioned.
"I think I heard him say that when Cooler attacked earth," Gohan said.
"That's an odd man," Chi Chi said as they got back to eating.
"Here, kid," Piccolo handed a slim cylinder shaped object covered by a silver cloth.
Gohan went to remove it but was stopped by Chi Chi. She reminded him that he had to wait until after they finished eating to open any gifts.
Which came much quicker than anyone expected. Finally, it was time for Gohan to open his presents.
"Here, open this one." Chi. Chi handed him a rectangular shaped gift that was in a black box.
"It's from Chautzu and Tien," he smiled as he opened the box.
Tien stepped forward at the sight of his and Chautzu's gift. "We know you don't train as you used to, so we wanted you to have this if you ever wanted to get back in tip top shape. It's every single technique Chautzu and myself have mastered over time in detailed notes," he told Gohan.
"It covers all forms of Telekinesis and even Psychokinesis too. If you're ever studying and want to practice," Chautzu added.
"Thanks guys," he thanked them genuinely happy.
"You're welcome," Tien told him.
Chi Chi handed him another gift, encouraging him to keep going.
"This one's from Yamcha," he announced. It was small and rectangular in shape wrapped in gift-wrap. He opened it; it was an autographed rookie year card from his days as a professional Baseball player." Thanks, Yamcha," he thanked the former scar-faced bandit, albeit a bit forced.
"No problem, kid," Yamcha grinned as he sat back in his chair and closed his eyes, imagining a crowd of girls all around him, completely unaware of the disapproving stares from the other guests.
"Here you go," Chi Chi handed him another gift that was circular in shape.
"This one's from Krillin and eighteen," he said as he opened it. It was a birthday card.
'Happy Birthday!
Gohan, no words can express how grateful we are to you. As a happily married man, I got to tell you that I'd be lonely and unhappy if it wasn't for you saving eighteen at the Cell Games. Thank you.
Your bro, Krillin.'
"Awe, thanks Krillin," he told the monk.
"Here's the gift from Piccolo," Chi Chi announced as she handed it to Gohan.
Gohan opened it to discover the Power Pole in its sheath with a string used to keep it strapped to the wielder's back.
"It's the Power Pole," he whispered in awe as he held the magical pole in his hands. "Thank you, Mr. Piccolo," he thanked his mentor and first friend.
"Don't sweat it, Kid. Just be sure to take great care of that," the Warrior-type Namek told his former pupil.
Gohan nodded as he took another gift from his mom. "This one is from Master Roshi," he said.
The gift was thin and rectangular in shape." That better not be one of your magazines you dirty old man," Bulma told the Turtle Hermit.
"Can't you give an old man some credit?" Roshi questioned her as he pinched eighteen's bottom.
Eighteen's cheeks turned red from embarrassment as she slapped the lecherous old man into a nearby tree, leaving a perfect indent of him when he fell to the ground.
Gohan began opening it. To his surprise, it was a Turtle School Gi. It was only missing the shoes.
"I didn't know your shoe size." Roshi mumbled from his location on the floor.
"That's ok. Thanks Master Roshi." He said.
"Now, last but not least, the gift from Bulma and family," Chi Chi announced as she handed Gohan a capsule.
Gohan clicked the top and tossed it on the floor a good distance away.
POOF
When the cloud of smoke dissipated, a brand new, sports car was in its place.
"It's the Z-F-O 9001. I designed this one myself," Bulma informed them proudly.
Chi Chi gaped at the sight of such an expensive looking vehicle. It had to be worth a fortune. A fortune that she couldn't possibly repay. "Bulma, we can't af—"
"Nonsense," Bulma interrupted her. "Goku saved my life countless times when we were kids. Gohan saved me on Namek and all of us from Bojack and Cell," She told her.
"Not to mention that he defeated Garlic Junior twice," Piccolo added, being witness to both times.
"Well, I guess we can accept this then," Chi Chi conceded.
"But I can't even drive, Bulma," Gohan told the aquamarine-haired scientist.
"You'll learn when you start working at Capsule Corp!" Bulma said with a smirk.
Gohan looked to his mom for confirmation on this. He's been wanting to work at Capsule Corp for some time now to get more hands-on experience in science.
Chi Chi nodded in agreement with a smile, causing Gohan to cheer.
"Woohoo!" Gohan pumped his fist.
Vegeta shot a pointed look at Bulma. "Well?" He questioned. He was ready to leave and she was forgetting something.
"Oh!" She exclaimed. Drawing all eyes to her." I almost forgot, Gohan, here you go," she said, pulling an extra capsule from her purse." It's an empty capsule to hold all your gifts," she told him.
"Thanks," he accepted it as he put all his gifts together in a pile. He clicked the capsule and threw it at the pile, which he noticed was larger from books the Ox King placed there. A poof of smoke later, he picked the capsule up and put it in his sash. He walked over to his new car and capsulized it, before he then put that inside his sash too.
He turned back in time to see everyone gather at the table and sit at it. His Birthday hour was close.
He walked over with a big grin and saw that the cake was on the table. Now it was time to sing the birthday song for him.
However, this happy occasion took a turn for the worst when a red fire suddenly appeared directly in front of Gohan.
The fire broke into four pieces. One larger flame that began to take shape and three more that began to circle his head.
The fire took the shape of a disk. In the center, another flame sparked and became blue. It started to shape into words for all to see. 'The Boy of the Sapphire Flame' was the lettering.
The three smaller flames that were circling his head, linked and went down the length of his body and burned into the grass a message as the flames disappeared.
"What's going on?" Vegeta demanded as he got into a defensive stance in front of Bulma.
Everyone was severely confused on what was happening. There was no energy of an evil being or any being for that matter. But they could still sense Gohan.
The Half-Saiyan was seemingly in a trance as he stared blankly at the disk of fire in front of him. He could hear the calls and shouts of his friends and family as the disk turned into a ring of blue fire and flew above his head.