Yep, this is yet another one of those "Gohan blows his cover in a dramatic way" fics. I have done some looking back at some of the other fics that are posted based on this idea, but the vast majority of them are well, lame. So, being the overachiever I am *grins* I decided to write one that A. had a plot, B. made grammical sense, C. was not as lame as hell, and D. was orginal.
Also, I am going to elaborate on an idea I saw in a few other fics that were sadly, poorly written. I have to warn you readers in advance, I am a major fan of the Sons, not the Briefs. So, you will probably see a lot of Vegeta bashing taking place.
Another thing that urks me about these type of fics is that most of the good ones are rated R and have some lemon action in them. Well, I, being fifteen and all, personally feel embarrassed just by reading these type of fics, so you will not see any of that. But, I might hint at it, I am not that innocent you know *grins mischievously*. And this fic WILL have cussing, but I will try to refrain from using the dreaded "F word."
Also, this is my FIRST fanfic EVER! So try to bear with me!
Well, now that this author's introduction has taken up a page, on with the damn story!
Disclaimer: *quotes Shakespearian like* "Oh how I disclaim thee, let me count the ways: I am not male, I am not Japanese, I own nothing but a nickel and my bus pass, and I am not stupid enough to create the horror we all know as Saiyaman."
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Chapter One: Gohan Learns To Cuss
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.....
"Uh... shut up...."
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.....
"Ok, ok! I am up already you stupid clock!" Said a muscular teenage boy as he stumbled out of bed, tangled in navy blue bed sheets. He slowly climbed to his feet and made his way over to the mirror he had recently hung on his wall. He peered back at himself, all six feet and four inches of himself. His hair was a nest of obsidian spikes that seemed even more messy than usual.
"GOHAN!" a shill voice called from upstairs as the boy in question winced. "You are going to be late AGAIN!"
"Good morning to you too Mom. Say, what time is it?" Gohan yelled down the hall to the woman who was leaning over the stove.
"It is about, oh, seven forty," an exasperated Chi-Chi called back.
*Oh crud! Mr. Yomoyko said if I was late one more time I would get detention!* Gohan thought as he hastily pulled his kaki pants up over his boxers. Putting on the rest of his clothes, he raced down the hall, stopped at the door to retrieve the pills his mother held out for him, ran onto the lawn, and took off to yet another Monday morning at Orange Star High.
As he swiftly flew over the countryside, in order not to be seen clearly by the people going about their daily business, he gulped down the pills his mother had provided him with at the door. *Ah, thank Kami Bulma invented those Saiyan hunger pills, now I might not be late to first period*. After a few minutes of passing over the Satan City's numerous businesses and homes, he spotted the roof of his high school and slowed down in order to land on it without putting a hole in it.
He then made his way over to the stairs, stretching on the way there to work the sleep out of his body. As usual, he was greeted by the sights and smells of the many high school students loitering before the first bell rang. The sound of slamming lockers, the babble of gossip shared from friend to friend, he smiled to himself *ah, to be around "semi" normal people for a few hours out of the day. Its almost a relief from my naïve father, that horror and his demon friend we know as Trunks and Goten, and of course IT: the Frying Pan of Doom* he thought to himself before he was rudely jerked back to reality by the call of, "Hiya Gohan!" yelled from down the corridor from the perky blonde Erasa.
*Sigh* "Uh, hey Erasa!" he called as she slinked up to him and linked arms with his.
"So, how was your weekend?" the ditzy blonde questioned him.
"Oh, uh, nothing great... just the usual," Gohan replied as he scratched the back of his head in his usual Son fashion. *Yeah, the usual... trying to stop "his majesty" from blowing up my father, being whacked on the head with IT a few thousand times, sparring with half-aliens known as my brother and Trunks while trying to keep them from blowing my head off, yep, just another boring weekend.* "So, how was yours?"
"Oh! You won't believe it! Rachel hooked up with Tommy at the party Friday night even though she still loves Daniel... Blah, blah, blah, blah" Gohan winced, he never really got what was just so exciting about other people's love lives.
"Oh that's great Erasa!" he cut her off quickly as he spied the door to his first period Calculus class. "But, I uhh... I have to go and ask Mr. Randgo about last night's homework." Gohan lied quickly in order to escape from the mindless female babble known as gossip.
"But Goooooohan," Erasa whined, "you always get all the homework problems right anyway..."
"Yeah, uh... well...." He searched his brain trying to come up with an acceptable lie and finding none he replied, "wellseeyalaterErasa!" and slipped into the classroom, closing the door behind him. *Phew, free at last, now to get some last minute studying in before the test in Latin 7-8 today*. His relief was short lived when he felt Videl's eyes on the back of his head as he went to go and sit down. Apparently, she too (not being social, as usual) had escaped to the classroom to avoid the student masses.
"Uh, hey Videl!" Gohan put a cheesy smile on his face and scratched the back of his head when he reached their row *that girl gives me the creeps, she knows I'm hiding something*.
"Hi Gohan," Videl growled, her usually cheery self.
BRIIIIIIIIIING! BRIIIIING! BRIIIIIIIIIIIIING! The first bell echoed through the hallways and in the (nearly) empty classrooms. Gohan took his seat as the rest of the class filled in and took their seats.
"Good morning class," Mr. Randgo said from the front of the room while drawing on the board. "Today we are going to review inverse Trigonometry functions." A collective groan issued from the mouths of all of the students, save Gohan, who enjoyed Trigonometry, and Videl, who was obviously preoccupied.
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The day passed by uneventfully: Gohan got a perfect score on his test, Videl threatened a dozen students, Erasa asked Gohan out again, and Sharper hit on Videl. Just a normal day at the Orange Star High, or as normal as it could be with the daughter of the "savior of the world" and one of the universe's strongest fighters enrolled there.
*Ah life is good, Mom is gonna be so happy that I got another A+, maybe she'll even tack it to the full-wall bulletin board she has in the kitchen. But then she'll have to remove another one of my test papers...* Our favorite Saiyan (or at least mine ^_^) thought to himself as he made his way back home.
After doing his homework, the young demi-saiyan went to visit with his mom, dad, and brother, one of which was stirring economy-size pots full of soup while the other two peered over her shoulder, salivating at the sight of the simmering soup. "Hi Mom, Dad, Goten! What's for dinner Mom? It smells great!"
"Oh just some soup recipe I saw that lady on the cooking channel make, but I had to tweak the recipe so that it would be enough for a herd of elephants. Now, if you can remove your father and brother from the kitchen maybe it will be ready sooner." Chi-Chi lectured her eldest son.
"Okay Mom. But why are they only MY father and brother when they are bothering you?" Gohan asked, in a sarcastic tone.
"BANG! You know better than to use that tone of voice with me young man! BANG!" Chi-Chi screeched as she whacked all three Saiyans upside the head with IT. "Now, GET OUT AND LET ME FINISH, YOU ANIMALS."
The eldest and the youngest Sons trooped solemnly out the door, heads hung and throbbing after being reacquainted with IT. However, Gohan stumbled out the door with a more puzzled look on his face. *Did I just talk back to CHI-CHI? Me, whom the whole eleventh grade calls "momma's boy?" What the HELL is going on here? And why did I just cuss? Do I even know HOW to cuss? Oh shit, I think I do. SHUT UP GOHAN* Gohan thought to himself as he wacked himself on his head, causing Goku to look even more baffled than he usually was.
"DINNER TIME!" Chi-Chi hollered from inside the house. *Oh well, I can figure this shit out later, now it's time to EAT! * Gohan compromised with his stomach (otherwise known as a blackhole) *Did I just cuss again?* Gohan wondered *SHIT! I did!*
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Hey, sorry that was so short, but I have a stupid presentation due tomorrow. So, what did you think? Flame me, praise me, ANYTHING! Just get my review counter up! By the way, I have to warn the few of you that are actually reading this, I will probably only be able to update once a week or less. I know, I know, that sucks, and believe me, I'd MUCH rather be writing this fic than making a presentation about Galileo, so I'll update as much as humanly possible.
Also, I am going to elaborate on an idea I saw in a few other fics that were sadly, poorly written. I have to warn you readers in advance, I am a major fan of the Sons, not the Briefs. So, you will probably see a lot of Vegeta bashing taking place.
Another thing that urks me about these type of fics is that most of the good ones are rated R and have some lemon action in them. Well, I, being fifteen and all, personally feel embarrassed just by reading these type of fics, so you will not see any of that. But, I might hint at it, I am not that innocent you know *grins mischievously*. And this fic WILL have cussing, but I will try to refrain from using the dreaded "F word."
Also, this is my FIRST fanfic EVER! So try to bear with me!
Well, now that this author's introduction has taken up a page, on with the damn story!
Disclaimer: *quotes Shakespearian like* "Oh how I disclaim thee, let me count the ways: I am not male, I am not Japanese, I own nothing but a nickel and my bus pass, and I am not stupid enough to create the horror we all know as Saiyaman."
~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter One: Gohan Learns To Cuss
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.....
"Uh... shut up...."
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.....
"Ok, ok! I am up already you stupid clock!" Said a muscular teenage boy as he stumbled out of bed, tangled in navy blue bed sheets. He slowly climbed to his feet and made his way over to the mirror he had recently hung on his wall. He peered back at himself, all six feet and four inches of himself. His hair was a nest of obsidian spikes that seemed even more messy than usual.
"GOHAN!" a shill voice called from upstairs as the boy in question winced. "You are going to be late AGAIN!"
"Good morning to you too Mom. Say, what time is it?" Gohan yelled down the hall to the woman who was leaning over the stove.
"It is about, oh, seven forty," an exasperated Chi-Chi called back.
*Oh crud! Mr. Yomoyko said if I was late one more time I would get detention!* Gohan thought as he hastily pulled his kaki pants up over his boxers. Putting on the rest of his clothes, he raced down the hall, stopped at the door to retrieve the pills his mother held out for him, ran onto the lawn, and took off to yet another Monday morning at Orange Star High.
As he swiftly flew over the countryside, in order not to be seen clearly by the people going about their daily business, he gulped down the pills his mother had provided him with at the door. *Ah, thank Kami Bulma invented those Saiyan hunger pills, now I might not be late to first period*. After a few minutes of passing over the Satan City's numerous businesses and homes, he spotted the roof of his high school and slowed down in order to land on it without putting a hole in it.
He then made his way over to the stairs, stretching on the way there to work the sleep out of his body. As usual, he was greeted by the sights and smells of the many high school students loitering before the first bell rang. The sound of slamming lockers, the babble of gossip shared from friend to friend, he smiled to himself *ah, to be around "semi" normal people for a few hours out of the day. Its almost a relief from my naïve father, that horror and his demon friend we know as Trunks and Goten, and of course IT: the Frying Pan of Doom* he thought to himself before he was rudely jerked back to reality by the call of, "Hiya Gohan!" yelled from down the corridor from the perky blonde Erasa.
*Sigh* "Uh, hey Erasa!" he called as she slinked up to him and linked arms with his.
"So, how was your weekend?" the ditzy blonde questioned him.
"Oh, uh, nothing great... just the usual," Gohan replied as he scratched the back of his head in his usual Son fashion. *Yeah, the usual... trying to stop "his majesty" from blowing up my father, being whacked on the head with IT a few thousand times, sparring with half-aliens known as my brother and Trunks while trying to keep them from blowing my head off, yep, just another boring weekend.* "So, how was yours?"
"Oh! You won't believe it! Rachel hooked up with Tommy at the party Friday night even though she still loves Daniel... Blah, blah, blah, blah" Gohan winced, he never really got what was just so exciting about other people's love lives.
"Oh that's great Erasa!" he cut her off quickly as he spied the door to his first period Calculus class. "But, I uhh... I have to go and ask Mr. Randgo about last night's homework." Gohan lied quickly in order to escape from the mindless female babble known as gossip.
"But Goooooohan," Erasa whined, "you always get all the homework problems right anyway..."
"Yeah, uh... well...." He searched his brain trying to come up with an acceptable lie and finding none he replied, "wellseeyalaterErasa!" and slipped into the classroom, closing the door behind him. *Phew, free at last, now to get some last minute studying in before the test in Latin 7-8 today*. His relief was short lived when he felt Videl's eyes on the back of his head as he went to go and sit down. Apparently, she too (not being social, as usual) had escaped to the classroom to avoid the student masses.
"Uh, hey Videl!" Gohan put a cheesy smile on his face and scratched the back of his head when he reached their row *that girl gives me the creeps, she knows I'm hiding something*.
"Hi Gohan," Videl growled, her usually cheery self.
BRIIIIIIIIIING! BRIIIIING! BRIIIIIIIIIIIIING! The first bell echoed through the hallways and in the (nearly) empty classrooms. Gohan took his seat as the rest of the class filled in and took their seats.
"Good morning class," Mr. Randgo said from the front of the room while drawing on the board. "Today we are going to review inverse Trigonometry functions." A collective groan issued from the mouths of all of the students, save Gohan, who enjoyed Trigonometry, and Videl, who was obviously preoccupied.
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The day passed by uneventfully: Gohan got a perfect score on his test, Videl threatened a dozen students, Erasa asked Gohan out again, and Sharper hit on Videl. Just a normal day at the Orange Star High, or as normal as it could be with the daughter of the "savior of the world" and one of the universe's strongest fighters enrolled there.
*Ah life is good, Mom is gonna be so happy that I got another A+, maybe she'll even tack it to the full-wall bulletin board she has in the kitchen. But then she'll have to remove another one of my test papers...* Our favorite Saiyan (or at least mine ^_^) thought to himself as he made his way back home.
After doing his homework, the young demi-saiyan went to visit with his mom, dad, and brother, one of which was stirring economy-size pots full of soup while the other two peered over her shoulder, salivating at the sight of the simmering soup. "Hi Mom, Dad, Goten! What's for dinner Mom? It smells great!"
"Oh just some soup recipe I saw that lady on the cooking channel make, but I had to tweak the recipe so that it would be enough for a herd of elephants. Now, if you can remove your father and brother from the kitchen maybe it will be ready sooner." Chi-Chi lectured her eldest son.
"Okay Mom. But why are they only MY father and brother when they are bothering you?" Gohan asked, in a sarcastic tone.
"BANG! You know better than to use that tone of voice with me young man! BANG!" Chi-Chi screeched as she whacked all three Saiyans upside the head with IT. "Now, GET OUT AND LET ME FINISH, YOU ANIMALS."
The eldest and the youngest Sons trooped solemnly out the door, heads hung and throbbing after being reacquainted with IT. However, Gohan stumbled out the door with a more puzzled look on his face. *Did I just talk back to CHI-CHI? Me, whom the whole eleventh grade calls "momma's boy?" What the HELL is going on here? And why did I just cuss? Do I even know HOW to cuss? Oh shit, I think I do. SHUT UP GOHAN* Gohan thought to himself as he wacked himself on his head, causing Goku to look even more baffled than he usually was.
"DINNER TIME!" Chi-Chi hollered from inside the house. *Oh well, I can figure this shit out later, now it's time to EAT! * Gohan compromised with his stomach (otherwise known as a blackhole) *Did I just cuss again?* Gohan wondered *SHIT! I did!*
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Hey, sorry that was so short, but I have a stupid presentation due tomorrow. So, what did you think? Flame me, praise me, ANYTHING! Just get my review counter up! By the way, I have to warn the few of you that are actually reading this, I will probably only be able to update once a week or less. I know, I know, that sucks, and believe me, I'd MUCH rather be writing this fic than making a presentation about Galileo, so I'll update as much as humanly possible.