The next morning, everyone was seen eating breakfast. However, something cut on with the family of Goku. His brother, Daikon, seems a bit less angry, stoic, and unfeeling. He's more calm, gentle and a bit careful when it comes to them.

Daikon was shaken by his vision. The visual of Chi-Chi turning into an Egg, being crushed, and the yells of Poor Goten echoes in his mind. He didn't know what monster it was, but he also didn't seem Gohan or Vegeta in his vision, and he feared the worse.

Daikon: *in his mind* Not going to let that happen. I just hope I get stronger to make a difference. No one my family is dying. No one. Not again-

Gohan: Uncle?

Daikon snaps out of his train of thought as he looks at Gohan.

Gohan: You okay? This isn't really typical of you.

Daikon: I'm fine. No need to worry. I... had a bad dream last night.

Goten: I can relate. I had bad dreams too.

Daikon nods as he finishes his breakfast and stood up.

Daikon: I'll be training. If you need me, spike your energy and I'll come in no time.

He leaves the house as Gohan was shocked Daikon didn't eat much, despite being a Full Blooded Saiyan.

Goten: Uncle told us he got use to it when living alone, in place with little food.

Gohan: What? That's crazy. I normal Saiyan would die from that.

Chi-Chi: Yeah. Neither you, Goten, and your father would last a minute on a planet like that.

Gohan and Goten shivered at the thought.

Chi-Chi: Anyway, Gohan, it's time for you to go to school.

Gohan: Oh, yeah. Right.

Gohan gets up and kisses his mother's cheek, ruffles Goten hair, gets his bag and flies off. He sees Daikon training as he gave him a salute and Daikon gave one back, which made the teen's day.

Daikon watches him leave as he continues training. Soon, Chi-Chi and Goten come out to meet him.

Daikon: So what are the plans today?

She motioned towards Goten, who was already on his way out the door to call Nimbus with a letter in his hand that Bardock had no idea when Chi-Chi gave it to him.

Chi-Chi: You and me are going to be best friends today, because Goten is going to go see his grandfather.

Goten: Bye, Mama! Bye, Uncle!

Goten waved excitedly, and ran happily towards a meadow in the distance.

Daikon: Great. *sarcastic* I'm alone with a Harpy.

Chi-Chi: *huffs* You know, I really don't get you. One second, you're insulting me, then the next you're kind.

Daikon flinched, suddenly remembering the horrific vision he had. It was a pain in the ass not knowing when exactly the moment would come, but Goten and Vegeta's kid didn't look any older than they were now.

He looked at the scowling Chi-Chi once more before struggling with his thoughts. He had approached his Saiyan brethren the wrong way. Surely, Chi-Chi was much smart than probably most of them combined. But just how trusting was she of him to believe such a wild story?

Daikon: It's... a habit. *he sighs* Tell me, do you know how to fight?

Chi-Chi tilted her head, not really expecting the question. She thought for a moment, and then smiled at him proudly.

Chi-Chi: Do I know how to fight!? Do I know how to fight!?

She laughed, throwing her head back and Daikon thought she was insane.

Chi-Chi: I was one of the toughest females out there! Back in my younger days, your brother and I would go head to head in combat!

The woman swooned and gushed at the memory, causing Daikon to drop a tear of sweat.

Daikon: Oookay.

Chi-Chi: Yep. Besides, who do you think taught Goten everything he knows?

Daikon thinks about and agrees. Sure, Gohan may have taught him, but the brat is with the school of losers and freaks, so he was busy.

Daikon: Okay. Have you trained after that?

Chi-Chi: Uh... no. After we got married, I went to be a housewife for Goku.

Daikon: Hmp... I see. Then, how about I train you?

Chi-Chi: What? Why?

Daikon: To show the brats whenever they do something stupid. *smirks* And to protect yourself when they're busy.

Chi-Chi: ... Who know you can be such a cheeky guy? Kinda like Goku, but without, you know.

Daikon: I can be playful and tricky. Anyway, are you gonna show me or not?

Chi-Chi: Well, you're going to have to give me a chance to warm up. I'm a little rusty, you know.

Daikon: *rolls his eyes* Great, first the runt and now you? Have any of you trained enough before and after Kakarot's passing?

Chi-Chi: I'm serious! *huffs* Look, follow me.

Daikon does as they enter the house and they approach the TV. Daikon at first didn't know what was but it looked similar to the screens for video messages.

She pointed at the glass table that was between her couch and television set, a sly smirk crossing her features as she realized the perfect crime. Yes, it was true she was a little rusty and quite honestly getting older by the minute, but why not have a little fun today? And there was nothing more fun than seeing a masculine man look like a fool.

Chi-Chi: Move that table out of the way. We're going to do yoga.

Daikon: The fuck is Yoga?

Chi-Chi: Just do it!

Daikon rolls his eyes as ge removes his armor, braces and cape, before on the carpeted space.

Daikon: There. What now?

He watched with narrowed eyes as she ran to one of the closets and pulled out two pink mats. She laid them out next to each other, popped a video into the VCR. Daikon tilts his head in confusion what appeared on the screen. A fair skinned man wearing an extremely small and revealing pair of shorts along with a giant red afro atop his head pointed flamboyantly at them.

Daikon: Who the f-heck is that?! And what's the purpose of this nonsense?!

Chi-Chi: It's called a television.. It's like, uh, oh, I don't know... Just visual images and sounds for our entertainment.

Daikon: So, basically it gives you a message or something without text and communication?

Chi-Chi: You're almost right. *in her mind* At least he knows that. *back to him* Just stand there and wait till he tells you what to do.

Daikon was weirded out but complied. The man sat cross legged on his mat, his thumb and index fingers touching to form an "O" shape. Daikon looked at Chi-Chi for conformation, and she nodded. The two dropped to their mats in the similar position.

The man: Now let your head roll back and forth, back and forth. Your body is a well-cooked piece of asparagus..

Daikon's vein popped on his forehead as he rolls his head.

Daikon: So what's the purpose of this? I simple warm up would be better than this nonsense.

Chi-Chi: You need to train your mind before your body. That's what your brother always told me.

Daikon nods as he and his SIL do numerous other meditation techniques, and the video was eventually over and Chi-Chi stood up to pop another one in. Soon, another introductory appears on the screen, this time a blonde woman appears ready for the session.

Woman: And now, Downward Dog!

Daikon's eye twitched as he watched the body of the annoying woman on the screen to become an inverted V shape, her hands and feet on the floor with her butt pointing upward. Chi-Chi slightly smiled at his disinterested in the scantily clad woman, and set herself in the position while glaring at her stubborn brother in law.

Chi-Chi: Come on, tough guy! This can break my back, but I'm still doing it!

Daikon mumbled, but got in the position. He felt his back tense a bit, and slightly shocked himself at the pain. Sure, he had his usual routine of stretching before the actual training. But this yoga thing was...different. Like it was made to destroy the body.

Daikon: Goddamn...

Chi-Chi rolled her eyes, ignoring him and waiting on the woman to announce the next position while focusing on a bead of sweat on her nose. It had been a long time since she actually did yoga, but for the life of her couldn't remember why she ever stopped.

Woman: Alright, lovelies, now Right Triangle Pose!

*later*

Gohan landed by the tree of his home, holding his head in frustration. Oh yeah, Chobi was home with his family alright. Satan City was saved once again by The Great Saiyaman and Miss Videl Satan. But Miss Videl Satan was saved by The Great Saiyaman, who got cut by Toh Toh in the act.

But that same damn cut was how Miss Videl Satan realized The Great Saiyaman was none other but good ol' dorky classmate Gohan! The boy leaned against the tree to try and calm down his thoughts. So the pushy girl wants to learn how to fly and compete with him in the World Martial Arts Tournament in exchange for her silence. Gohan took a deep breath, pulling himself away from the tree.

Gohan: No big deal. You just have to ask Mother if you can compete, and everything is going to be fine. *scoffs* Yeah, just fine. She's going to say no. 'The Great Saiyaman cannot compete in the World Martial Arts Tournament because his mommy said no'."

He took another deep breath, and opened the door.

Directly in front of him was his Uncle striking a series of poses alongside Goten while his mother stood in the corner with tears in her eyes, clapping her hands. Gohan's mouth dropped at the sight of Daikon doing these poses.

Goten Oh hi, Gohan!

Gohan: Uh, what's going on guys?

Gohan waved awkwardly at the two, who looked at him but didn't stop. Telling from his mother's struggle to not laugh, Gohan knew she must have set him up to believe this was a masculine, warrior-like training. He did have to admit, Daikon kind of made it look tough.

Daikon and Goten finished as Daikon sighs and felt... relieved.

Daikon: This Yoga training helped me greatly, kid. I didn't know I had so much pain in my body until your mother showed this to me. *stretches out* I feel like a new Saiyan! *does some strikes*

Daikon chuckles as he looks at the boys and his sister in law, smiling, as he gave a small grin, though wipes it off.

Daikon: *coughs* Anyway, how's school? *in his mind* Great. Now I'm invested.

Gohan: Eh, nothing much. Say mom, Would it be alright if I miss school for a couple days to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament?

He knew the best way to get through to his mother was just being upfront.

Chi-Chi: What?! Are you kidding me!? How do you expect to miss all of those days and get a nice scholarship for college!?

Daikon: Don't these Tournaments have some kind of reward for the winner? Like, trophies and uhh... I don't know... Cash? Like it could help him with his education and stuff. *gives Gohan a wink*

Gohan's eyes widen as it's his uncle's way of helping him not get scolded by his mother. Plus, he's also right, so he gave a thankful nod.

Gohan: Yeah. If I win, the prize money is equivalent to a huge scholarship!

Chi-Chi soaked in her son's words, and once it hit her fully her eyes lit up.

Chi-Chi: Oh Gosh! Just imagine what kind of universities you can get into with that kind of money!

Gohan: Is that a yes?

Chi-Chi: Of course!

Chi-Chi laughed, throwing her arms around her son.

Chi-Chi: It's a guaranteed win! Nobody can possibly beat you!

The teen slightly blushed at the compliment, but returned his mother's hug in a grateful fashion. Goten ran over to join the hugging group, excited for his big brother while Daikon looks on with a smile on his face.

Though, he can't help to see an image of his brother, Kakarot with them, hugging. He looks away a bit, trying to not let them see him holding his chest from the beating of his heart.

*later*

Daikon: So what is this Tournament about? *eats some Steak*

Chi-Chi: And if you must know, the World Martial Arts Tournament is one of the biggest fighting events there is!

Daikon raised an eyebrow, taking another giant bite of his steak. He swallows as he spoke.

Daikon: Is this your first time participating in it?

Gohan: Yup, and as the Great Saiyaman, too!

Daikon frowns as he can't believe his nephew is competing in that ridiculous outfit.

Daikon: What kind of tournament is that if they allow that fruitcake to dance around the ring!?

Gohan's face went read until Goten spoke to defend his older brother.

Goten: I think Gohan's outfit is cool!

Goten grinned, causing his older brother to sit up a little straighter after his uncle's insult.

Goten: When I'm older, I hope I can fit in it and run around saving the day, too!

Daikon's lips twitched, wanting to smile but he was forcing it from happening. The child was always so damn happy and carefree about everything, and showed so much love for his brother. Even though Kakarot was only an infant, Raditz showed no feelings towards the weak being.

Truthfully, Daikon himself didn't feel anything but disappointed towards Raditz and Kakarot until he learned more about him. He's not gonna admit it though.

Daikon: I assure you, you're the only one that believes that kid.

Goten: Nuh-uh! Mama thinks Gohan's cool! Isn't that right, Mama?

Chi-Chi: Of course I do!

Daikon deadpans before playing amazed.

Daikon: Ooh, congratulations! *he said sarcastically while having his hands around* You're infant brother and mommy think you're cool!

Goten: I'm seven!

Goten pouted, but a smile quickly replaced his upset features when he thought of a brilliant plan.

Goten: Hey, mama! Do you think Uncle and I can enter the Tournament?!

Daikon: ...

Daikon: What?

Gohan: Yeah! With more of the family competing, we'll have a better chance at bringing somoney home!

Chi-Chi bit her bottom lip, internally struggling with her reply. On one hand, her three boys at the table could easily defeat any of the humans competing, most likely coming to Gohan and Daikon for the final, and they'd take both prizes home. On the other hand, Goten was just a child...

She looked across the table at her young son, whose eyes were wide in desperate hope. Chi-Chi sighed, the look of her little boy defeating her.

Chi-Chi: Fine.

She glanced up from her half eaten plate to glower at the uncivilized man at the end of the table.

Chi-Chi: Just don't make a scene, alright!? My boy has tried so hard to keep his powers hidden, and you better do the same!

Daikon raised a brow.

Daikon: Like I would waste any energy with weaklings.

Chi-Chi gave a nod. He didn't really promise her, but him not wanting to waste his energy was close.

Goten: Wow! Uncle made a promise! He's so kind!

Daikon: No I did not! And I'm not kind!

Chi-Chi: Yes you are. You could've do anything to hurt us, but didn't.

Daikon: Because you're my fam-brother's family!

Gohan: See?! You do love us!

Goten's eyes widened with joy, looking at his brother and then at his grandpa. Then at Gohan one more time.

Goten: He does!?

A tint of red formed on Daikon's face as he stomped his foot on the tile below him in a frenzy.

Daikon: I-

Gohan: Of course he does! And we love Grandpa, don't we!? *winks as his mother as she laughs*

Daikon watched in horror as all three of his odd family stood up at once to join him, and one by one they started wrapping their arms around him so he was trapped in a giant, weirdo hug. By this point, he was absolutely fuming deep red, trying to pry them off but to no avail.

Chi-Chi/Gohan: We love you! We love you!

Goten: You're one of us! One of us! One of us!

Despite the horrific predicament he was trapped in, the strange feeling began forming at the bottom of his gut while their laughter and cheers filled his ears.

Love.

*the next day*

Daikon is seen taking a shower he hasn't took in a while. Especially staying with the others. Gohan wanted to bring him to Capsule Corp in order to talk to Bulma about his suit. And he was lightly pressured to shower by him though he won't admit it.

He has placed his armor away for washing as he cleans himself off the sweet, dirt and dried blood under the warm water.

As he does, he closes his eyes and...

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Daikon opens his eyes and gasps.

Daikon: Goddamnit. Not again.

He groans as he thinks about this vision. Chi-Chi was there so she wasn't killed... yet. But Goten, his nephew, and Trunks, Vegeta's son, fused together.

Daikon has heard of the Fusion Technique during his travels. However, he viewed is humiliating and pointless. But seeing the boys fused and such... what the hell is going on in the future?

Daikon brushes it off as he finishes his shower. He wraps a towel around his lower body, but stops. He looks into the mirror and looks at his beard. He then grabs a razor and sighs.

Daikon: New World, New Me.

*later*

The usually patient Gohan was now tapping his foot on the ground, wondering what was taking Daikon do long.

Gohan: Gosh, you'd think he'd be done by now! I said he smelled a little, not to completely scrub his skin off!

Goten: I was going to come with you guys so I can visit Trunks, but I think I'll just help Mama make dinner instead.

Gohan smiled down at his brother passing by, and rubbed the top of his head.

Gohan: That's really nice of you, bro. I'll tell Trunks you said hi, okay?

The boy grinned wildly despite his exhaustion, and was about to go inside when the door opened itself, causing the young boy to back up a few steps to get the full view of the person who did it.

Goten: Woah, Uncle! You look different!

Gohan blinked, slightly frozen in place as he looked Daikon from up and down. He wore his makeshift Gi that he created by himself, put a ponytail on, but... shaved. He no longer has a mustache and beard, but has a some hair on his chin.

Though he can't help but see the resemblance of his face with his Uncle.

Daikon: So you just gonna stare, or can we get a move on?

Gohan: Uh, sorry, Uncle. It's just... well you like-

Daikon: I know. I decided to shave it as it grew too much for even me. Plus, the outfit... I thought I wouldn't like it, but it feels less restrictive than the armor. Plus, don't I look good in this?

Goten: You do!

Gohan: Yeah. Come on, let's get there before it gets dark.

Daikon nods as he gives a pat to Goten before he and Gohan fly off. Goten was looking at his Uncle, amazed he embrace the fact he's wearing a Gi like him, Gohan, and their father.

Goten: Wow.

*later*

Gohan: So now she's blackmailing me!

Bulma: Again?

Bulma took a drag of her cigarette, shaking her hand at her young visitor who was accompanied by Goku's brother, given a shave and wore a similar Gi to him brother but his own.

Bulma: What's up with you and girls blackmailing you, kid? Hm.. You know, now that I think about it, I bet she likes you!

Gohan: *blushes* No way! She wants to fight me! I'm serious, the girl is all about being tough. She hates that romantic stuff. I tried asking her on a date to the movies instead of the tournament, but she just wouldn't have it!

Daikon is seen in the sidelines, watching the conversation, still disappointed that Gohan had his secret out in front of the annoying girl.

Bulma: Well, I have the perfect solution to your helmet issue! Wait right here.

Gohan nodded gratefully as Bulma disappeared upstairs. As she headed up, a familiar face was heading down towards him.

Trunk: Hi, Gohan! Oh, hey, Daikon. What are you guys doing back so soon?

Gohan: Your mom went to work on my outfit a little bit, I need to change it for the World Martial Arts Tournament.

Gohan beamed, oblivious to the look exchanged between the lavender haired boy and the older family member.

Gohan: Hey, maybe you should sign up, Trunks!

?: Sign up for what?

Daikon's ears perked up when he heard the familiar voice, uncrossing his arms. He was surprised to see Vegeta wearing a pair of sweats and a muscle shirt, looking so... humanized. Daikon raised a brow at this but decided to be silent.

Gohan: Oh, hey Vegeta! I was just telling Trunks how he should sign up for the World Martial Arts Tournament.

The widow peaked one looked the teen up and down with hooded eyes, and then broke out into a cruel laughter.

Vegeta: Oh, God! Don't tell me a slacker such as yourself is entering!? I think I'll join for one just to beat you.

Gohan *in his mind* Aw, crap... Goodbye, prize money, it was nice dreamin' of ya!

Gohan looked down at his boots, not quite sure what to say until Bulma's voice caused him to raise his head back up. She was holding a pair of sunglasses and a turban.

Bulma: Here, try this on!

She hands him his new accessories and the boy took it with an eager smile.

Gohan: Oh boy, oh boy!

Gohan began wrapping the turban around his head, and when he placed his sunglasses on he immediately felt like a bad dude for real. He flashed the peace sign on both fingers at Vegeta's family before him, grinning widely.

Gohan: Huh!? Huh!? Whaddya think!?

Trunks: It's uh... It... looks great.

Not detecting the sarcasm, Gohan's grin grew even wider. But leave it to good ol' Vegeta to knock him down.

Vegeta: You look like a total moron!

Daikon: Leave the boy to his own devices, Vegeta.

Vegeta: I can't believe you're actually encouraging this fool's desire to look ridiculous.

Daikon: I don't, but I accept it's a part of him. Plus, he's young so let him do what he wants.

Vegeta: *scoffs* Of course this comes someone who's as much as a clown as his brother. Guess it runs int he family.

Daikon: Except this. *flips the bird* Anyway, I'm entering the Tournament. I'll train hard t get use to my Super Saiyan 2 form and will give you fair fight.

Vegeta: *laughs* Are you fucking kidding me!? You're worse off than the slacker! I'll beat both of you down so fast and claim the first prize without even using my wrist.

?: I think I'll join too!

The group of five froze, looking around at each other to confirm they heard a voice that wasn't in the room with them. Gohan felt his eyes slightly begin to swell up, immediately recognizing the kindhearted voice.

Gohan: Dad!? Is that you!? Please tell me it's you!

Daikon looks at him but looks back up in shock.

Daikon: Kakarot...

Trunks follows everyone looking up but was confused.

Trunks: Where is he?

Goku: Trunks, you haven't been telling Gohan the truth about his constume, have ya?

Gohan: This is great! Father, are you really coming back for the World Championships?!

Goku: Yeah! I'm allowed to come back for one day! BaaBaa checked it out for me! It appears I have a little credit! I'm excited! I can't wait weight to see everyone! And Gohan... We have a visitor from the past staying with us, right?

Gohan blinked a few times, looking directly at his uncle who just looked up at the ceiling in silent awe.

Gohan: Y-Yeah, Dad. Do you know who he is?

Thinking back to the conversation he had the other day with his old mentor, Goku just smiled while shaking his head. Honestly, he didn't really know how to feel about this Daikon guy, but his heart gave him an answer.

Goku: I know you're there listening, Daikon, and I know you know who I am. I wanted to thank you for not killing my family and friends.

It took a while for the Saiyan Brother to react, but Daikon snaps into reality, scoffs and looks away.

Daikon: Whatever. *in his mind* Kakarot...He sounds so... cheerful.

Goku: Good. And Gohan, tell your mom that I'm coming back! For a whole day!

Gohan: *laughs* Alright! Yes!

Trunks: He's flipped, dad.

Vegeta: No, son. His dad's coming back. Even I am excited Kakarot for having another chance to defeat you.

Goku: Mmhmm. We'll see. I guess anything's possible. Miracles do happen.

Vegeta: Miracles, huh? Oh I can't wait. *chuckles*

Daikon soon gave a grin as he chuckles.

Daikon: So you soon, little brother. It will be a pleasure finally seeing you after 40 years.

Goku: Right. See you soon.

Goku ends the call as everyone was reeling from this announcement. Daikon leaves them as he walks off to get some air.

Daikon: Kakarot... I... don't know if I'm ready to see you. But... Gohan, Goten, and Chi-Chi are eager to see you. I'll be strong for them. Though... I wish... you'd be her for them more than just one day.

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