Not An Exact Copy [Gohan x OC]

Ch. 6

Gohan stared into the tank where it held the relaxed form of Nachi.

Usually Saiyans were nude in the tank, and usually Saiyans didn't really care for modesty. But the Earthlings protested in her changing in front of them, and plus, Vegeta thought there was too much testosterone in the room for his comfortability. So, Nachi only stayed in a training bra and spandex shorts she kept under her regular spandex and armor.

She looked peaceful, Gohan thought. She always sported a frown like a certain Saiyan male, and he had never seen the girl smile or laugh.

Perhaps it was because even though they knew some things about each other, she didn't trust him. It was the same for her; he's still expecting for the father-daughter duo to turn their backs on them any day now once they gather all the dragon balls.

Still, it couldn't hurt to stay hopeful that they could become allies. For now, they were all fighting on the same side, and he was glad two powerful people were on their side.

"If you could stop staring at my daughter for 5 minutes, I wouldn't be so tempted to pull that coconut-shaped hair of yours and pull you away myself."

Gohan jumped and stood to his feet, glancing back at Vegeta over his shoulder, who was scowling. "How much longer does she have to be in there?" He asked.

Vegeta briskly walked to his side and shoved him away, looking over the monitor near the tank in a language Gohan couldn't read. "10 more minutes," he answered.

Vegeta leaned against the tank, his arms crossed. "That father of yours... Will he be here soon?"

Gohan nodded determinedly. "Of course! Dad wouldn't keep us waiting!"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Atleast he has something of a trait for a Saiyan." The half-breed blinked. "Even if his head was knocked as a babe, he still has the drive to fight. It's in his blood whether he liked it or not, only difference is he fights for good."

"... Did you ever think Nachi didn't want this life?" Gohan suddenly asked.

Vegeta startled. "What life are you referring to?" He raised a brow.

"Well... When we talked back in the cave, she sounded real happy talking about her life before Frieza came in the picture, even if her face didn't show it. She talked about how her mom used to sing and play with her all the time, and how she also trained her with you. She told me that she looks up to you a lot." Gohan met his eyes. "But now, she looks like she doesn't know what the meaning of a smile is." He frowned.

Vegeta stilled, taking the boy's words in.

It's not as if he didn't try to protect his cub from his life as a mindless soldier. He kept her from that life for a good four years, and he thought nothing would've changed aside from the fact that she'd have to watch herself in front of the lizard man.

He turned out wrong.

Shaking those thoughts out, he responded, "Stay out of our business, boy. I'm not about to have some heart-to-heart with you just because my daughter decided to spare you some details of her life," he stated in a monotone voice. "Don't try to ask me ridiculous questions, and definitely don't ask her any when she wakes up. Last thing I need to see her cuddled up to some brat who thinks he knows so much wisdom," he growled. Not that she would get comfortable with the half-breed, he thought to himself.

Gohan stared at the man, but for once, he wasn't intimidated. He wasn't kidding when he thought Nachi was like a mini-Vegeta, she was just his age and shorter than him, so he didn't find her scary. Now looking up at the man, he sees more of a bigger Nachi... without the feminine qualities, of course.