"Daddy whats wrong why do you have tears? why are you looking at me like that?"
"Gohan go sit in your corner for five minutes, I want you to think about somethings, about what limits I gave you, how you scared me by no listening and doing things as you wished. and by your doing that you had lost valuable training time. and how this training is not a toy, but when I come back and get you out your not out of it yet, you are getting a spanking for real this time."

Gohan's eyes went wider than saucers. Daddy had threatened it a lot when he was younger but usually he had never had to follow through with it. Mother didn't even do that. If anything, his parents would ground him, give him chores or something like that but never this.
"Do you understand me, Gohan?"
The boy nodded slowly and went and sat, drawing his knees up to his chest. He hadn't meant to scare Daddy nor had he meant to get lost period. It had kind of just happened. He'd thought Daddy was being paranoid...

Goku waited about five minutes before calling to his son to come over to him. GOhan walked over slowly slow enough that it could have taken a week to get there.
"Come here Gohan."

The boy did so, if slowly. He was dragging his feet and oddly, Goku didn't tell him to hurry up. Daddy's face looked like he'd swallowed a handful of nails. He had tears i nthe very bottom of his eyes, though they were miniscule. Goku knelt down to his son's level and put his large hands on Gohan's shoulders.
"Gohan, do you know how badly you scared me?" he asked simply. "What if you had died out there? You could have, easily. What if we hadn't found each like we did?"
Gohan bowed his head "i thought you were just-"
"I just what?"
"i thought I could get stronger on my own. I didn't like how you had all these rules..."
"Don't I always for training?"
The preteen nodded "yeah but I was so ready to get stronger I ignored them..." he looked up "I'm sorry Daddy. I was stupid. You've been fighting a lot longer than me but I still didn't listen to you. I'm sorry..."

"I know you are but you need to remember in order to get stronger for training you need to also listen to others, if you were training in a dojo with masters it would be the same, it doesn't matter in what kind of life you have there are always rules gohan. and if someone breaks the rule they have to pay for it some way right?"

Gohan bit his lower lip but he nodded. He knew that enough. Piccolo had never tolerated him not listening. Usually, he would be punished in a spar though. Daddy never did that. Piccolo would let natural consequences take over for the most part.
Gohan also knew, looking back on his actions, that he was a little brat. He had been lately. He understood that.
Gohan eyed his father, not sure of this. He knew what Daddy had said but would he really do it? He hardly seemed the type.
But then, Daddy never greeted him with tears either.
"Gohan...do you understand why Daddy has to get so harsh this time?"
The boy nodded, he knew why. His body was just now getting over the cold "I could have died?"

"Thats right little man you could have, I can't stop thinking about the fact I could have lost you out there if your Ki was too low or something we wouldn't have found each other again. I never want to loose you gohan. I love you too much to even think of that happening." Gohan nodded not wanting to say anything.
"Gohan I need you to untie your belt for me," Goku said after a painful moment, "Then take your bottoms and your shorts to your ankles." Gohan bit his lip and did as asked his hands shanking. He could not believe his daddy was going ot go through with this. But what really stunned him was the yellow light Goku had in his hand, he straghtend it. Before using his free hand to pull his son over his lap. Goku pinned him down taking a deep breath preparing himself for this and let the first swat connect.
Gohan gasped at the blow, that thing stung like a thousand bees. Two more followed fast *****SMACK, SMACK***** GOhan screached from these, as the last three landed and he was stood up as he wailed. Cluching his backside.

Goku let the ki in his hand dissapate. "No more, little man."
Gohan screeched, looking down at his backside which had turned a faint pink shade. It stung like mad but not as badly as when the first one had connected. It was starting to fade.
Still, those smacks echoed in Gohan's mind. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
They'd come in a steady rhythm and each one had stung more than the last. By the time Goku had landed the sixth one, it had felt like his entire bottom was aflame. Goku was strong. Gohan had always been proud of that fact.
Apparentely, there were also disadvantages to having a father that was the strongest in the world.
He looked up at his father, slacks still at his ankles, tears running down his face

"Come here my baby calm down shhhh," Goku said pulling him close to sit on his lap.

Gohan allowed him to, not even protesting being called 'baby' though normally he would have. Goku pulled him up and over his lap again but this time, he rubbed his hand gently over theboy's backside, easing the sting out slowly. Gohan buried his face into his father's pant leg, tears staining the cloth
"I'm sorry, Daddy!"
"i know and I'm sorry I had to get that harsh. I hate doing that."