Note, I fixed a problem with this Chapter. I originally used the greater and smaller than characters (which I can't get to show properly here, shift+, and shift+.) to qoute thoughts, but then after Jewels pointed out some strange sentences to me, I check and noticed that somehow half of those thoughts had dissappeared so I've switched to ' for thoughts and " for speaking, hopefully that should correct the problem.
The problem probably comes from the fact that FF.net also accepts HTML as input and HTML uses those two characters in its code. It should be fixed now and make some more sense.
Thanks to Jewels for bringing this to my attention.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
This is Gohan/Videl, probably some romance but that isn't the main purpose of this fic. The main purpose is 2 fold.
Firstly this is a challenge to myself to write something with chapters shorter than 5000 words, and prefrably in the 2000 to 3000 word range. Both just for the heck of it, and to do something about my sister's (Pteska) need to impress me with longer chapters ;). Also to stop myself from constantly saying mine's bigger ;).
Pteska saying: I object your honour.
Judge saying: Approved.
TW saying: Withdrawn.
//Note, those last three lines are by Pteska.
Second it's a place for me to use all my rejected but funny scenes, as well as some new for this fic and funny scenes.
Shameless self-advertisement:
At the same time as posting this, I'm also updating my other fic, Life is Strange, it's Gohan and Videl romance. If you haven't read it yet, please do if you like the idea, don't judge it on the summary I'm no good at writing those.
Just to let you know this is going AU just about from the moment Gohan first sets foot in Satan city. Though I will try to stay close to the official story-line the purpose of this fic, and indeed the whole concept of fanfiction would be defeated if I were to stick precisely to the official story.
Also there may be major OOC in here at some point, I'm not sure yet.
This first chapter follows the line of the series to a great extend. But it's starting to break away at the end of this chapter and will rapidly stray further and further from the official story in upcoming chapters.
Gohan Goes To Highschool
Chapter 1: Starting School
Gohan smiled to himself as he entered Orange Star Highschool for the first time, he always felt good after stopping crime. A quality he probably got from his father's side, a desire to do good.
He easily found his way to class, they'd send him his schedule along with the book list and other things so he didn't have to stop over at the office first. His feelings about starting school were somewhat mixed. He was already getting a bit rusty from his mom not letting him train as much as he'd like to, and school probably wouldn't be a lot of help in that department.
On the other hand, he really would like to meet some people his own age, but that too had it's draw back, he'd have to seem normal, whatever that was supposed to mean.
'It's probably just the word used for everything I'm not.' He thought with a chuckle to himself.
'Let's have a look at the real stats and at what I'm pretending to be:
Son Gohan, Age 18 real stats:
Background: Demi-Saiyan.
Hobbies: Reading, fighting crime, Martial arts.
Strenght: Probably the most powerful fighter on Earth, thanks to Piccolo insisting I keep training every once in a while I'm still just a little ahead of Vegeta.
Claim to fame: Stolen, I beat Cell, but they think that idiot did it.
Now for what I have to pretend to be:
Son Gohan, Age 18 pretend stats:
Background: Human.
Hobbies: Just reading and studying.
Strength: Normal human.
Claim to fame: None, or do they give a nobel prize for nerdy-ness?
Well that shouldn't be too hard should it?'
The teacher called him into the class.
"Uhm. Hi, my name his Gohan. Nice to meet you." He said, by way of introduction.
"You can sit anywhere you like." The teacher told him, as the guys in the class looked unimpressed and some of the girls started giggling talking about how cute he was.
"Yoohoo, new boy, there's a seat here." A blond girl called from one of the top rows.
"Thanks." Gohan said as he made his way over there.
"Nice to meet you." He told the girl as he sat down.
"Hi I'm Erasa, with a E and this is my friend, Videl. You'll never guess who her pop is, she's the daughter of the one and only."
"What Hercule?" Gohan asked.
"Yes." Erasa said.
"Wow that must be really neat." Gohan said. "You being the daughter of a celebrity and all."
'Even if he is a horrible, lieing fake.' He added in thought.
Videl just snorted.
'Neat isn't a word I'd chose, more like frustrating.' She thought.
"You know." Erasa said. "Being the friend of the the daughter of a celebrity is good too."
'Come on, quit it with the come ons and pay attention to class.'
"So where do you live Gohan?"
"The 439 mountain area."
"Wow that's like five hundred miles from here."
"Well it takes a while to get here, but that's just how dedicated I am to my studies." Gohan said, nervously scratching the back of his neck.
The statement seemed to be strange enough to shut even Erasa up and Gohan could get down to business and concentrate on the lesson.
The next time Gohan got nervous wasn't much later, there was a slight break between classes while they waited for the next teacher to come, and Videl choose this time to turn to him with a look on her face that might just make Vegeta envious.
"Gohan!" She said rather loudly. 'Let's see if I can get a confession out of him with what I just realised.'
"Yes Videl."
"I just remembered something, what the Gold fighter was said to be wearing, red pants, a white shirt and a black vest."
"Wow." Erasa said. "You and the Gold fighter dress alike Gohan."
'How can anyone be that dumb?' Gohan wondered. 'But she may have just saved me.'
"I guess we both have good taste." He said, smilling and again scratching his neck nervously.
'He might be telling the truth.' Videl thought. 'After all his hair is the wrong colour.'
"There's now way a little book nerd could be a super hero." Sharpner remarked from his position next to her.
"Didn't you ever hear of Superman?" Videl asked.
"That's fiction Videl." Sharpner said dismissively. "This is the real world."
A few rather boring hours later Gohan reached the last class of the day, PE. This would be the easiest class to mess up in. Both because he was Saiyan and because he used his Ki, his muscles were a lot more concentrated than any 'normal' human's. This meant that even if he didn't use his Ki during class he could still jump several hundred feet, like his father had done at the 21st-Tenkaichi Budoukai.
Not to mention the fact that he could run faster than anyone else there and his reflexes were so fast the Human eye couldn't even see most things before he reacted to them.
'Come on Gohan,' he thought, 'it can't be that bad, I heard we're starting on base-ball, at least you've done that before, so how hard can it be to seem normal at it.'
He got changed and went out onto the field doing his very best to push his Ki down as far as he could, almost down to a normal human level.
He got assigned to Videl's team, and she didn't seem to happy about it.
'I guess that means she doesn't think I'm the Goldfighter anymore.' Gohan thought. 'After all you wouldn't be disappointed to have a guy on your team if you thought he had super powers.'
"Okay." He heard Videl say with a sigh. "You're in right field Gohan, you know where that is right?"
"Uh, yeah, to the right, right?"
"Right, just go." Videl said, walking up to the plate to pitch.
'Man,' she thought to herself, 'I hope he's at least some good, or we're in a lot of trouble, Sharpner's up first and he tends to hit toward right field, but we'll have to see. He has to hit the ball first and I'm pitching.'
"Ready for a strike Sharpner?" She called teasingly.
"More like a home run." He responded.
'Damn I hate that cocky grin of his.' She thought as she prepared to throw.
She got ready and threw the ball, building up speed with all her might before releasing it.
The ball flew fast, but apparently Sharpner could still see it, because with a thud that made Videl feel slightly nausiated the bat hit the ball and it zoomed up into the air seeming like it was going to go out of the 'stadium'.
Hearing surprised gasps Videl turned around looking toward right field to see Gohan with his glove raised, holding the ball. He seemed to almost be floating at the pinacle of an incredible jump, she couldn't tell exactly from the distance, but it seemed as if he'd jumped at least thirty feet. She could see his lips moving, but he was to far off for her to hear the sound.
"Okay," Gohan said to himself, "I've caught it, and the runner on third has left the base so if I throw it to third he'll be out. Okay, nice and easy now."
He threw the ball as softly as he could, but apparently not soft enough, because when it arrived at third base it found the glove of the fielder that was standing next to the plate easily enough thanks to Gohan's aim, but the unfortunate player was knocked back by the force.
Fortunately his foot stayed on the base even after he fell down and so there was a third out and the two teams switched places.
"Hey Gohan you're up to bat." Videl told him as they reached the dug-out.
"Okay." He shrugged and walked up to the plate, taking the bat.
'Now remember Gohan.' He thought to himself. 'That jump hasn't done anything to ease anyone's suspicions, so you'd better be careful.'
He looked over to Sharpner who was now pitching. The blond boy was glaring at him, clearly wanting revenge for that caught homerun ball.
'Ha.' Sharpner thought. 'I'll just aim for him and see how high he can jump on that. Nobody stops my homeruns and gets away with it. Besides nerd-boy just got lucky on the jump. I bet he'll duck like a sissy anyway.'
Gohan watched as Sharpner threw and saw the ball coming towards him, on a direct trajectory to hit him.
'Hmm. It's going pretty fast, I have an idea that might work.' He moved the bat to protect himself, making sure he held in under the correct angle to the incoming ball. The ball hit the bat and basically just bounced off it and up, Gohan only gave the tiniest of pushes with the bat during impact.
The ball shot up and forward, clearly heading out of reach of any member of the fielding side and Gohan just jogged lightly around the bases while the rest of the team cheered him on.
"Wow, great work Gohan." Videl said as he took his seet.
"Thanks, but it wasn't that great." He said, trying not to make it sound like a big deal. "He threw so hard that all I had to do was hold the bat at the right angle and give a little extra push as the ball bounced off, anyone could have done it."
A few hours later Gohan was flying home on the Nimbus. The rest of his day had been pretty uneventful, except for having to ditch Videl, who was following him on his way out.
In stead of heading home straight away he decided to go to Capsule Corporation, to see Bulma. Maybe she could find a way for him to be able to fight crime without being recognised.
Indeed she did find a way setting him up with a cool outfit with a black undersuit, a green, loose fitting Gi, a red cape and a strange open helmet. The only way to get the helmet on or off was with the transformation button on his watch.
The helmet was really unusual but Gohan liked it. It covered his forhead and had a visor in front of his eyes, but it was it didn't cover the top of his head. From the top of his forhead it went around his head to the top of the back of his head. While from the Visor it went over his ears and then down behind them, to fasten under his chin. It was made of something that seemed to be a cross between metal and fabric, all black, matching the under suite perfectly, with the exception of the visor which was dark blue.
"Why didn't you hide my hair?" Gohan asked.
"Well if I did the helmet might get blown off if you needed to transform," Bulma explained, "so now you can just transform every time and nobody will come looking for you because they'll think you're a blond."
"Great idea, thanks Bulma."
"You're welcome, I used a lot of technology from the Saiyan armour, so it should all be just about bullet-proof, not that you need it, but at least you know the visor won't break."
"Okay, I have to go home now, or mom is going to get out her frying-pan." Gohan cringed at the mental picture.
"Okay, fly savely."
"I will, bye Bulma."
"Bye Gohan."
Gohan smiled as he flew over Satan city alongside the Nimbus.
'Should I put in an appearance?' He wondered. 'Maybe imprint a new immage of the Gold-fighter in everyones minds? No, I'll wait till tomorrow morning, that way I can put some thought into what to call myself, if not Gold-fighter.'
The next morning Gohan could get up somewhat later, Nimbus was fast, but still took an hour to cover the 500 miles between home and school, he could fly it in twenty minutes himself.
He didn't use his new found ability to sleep in however but decided to go to town early so he could put in an appearance before school started.
"Bye mom, bye Goten." He yelled as he took of after breakfast. "And remember Goten, Nimbus is all yours now."
"Thank you big brother."
With a smile on his lips that was there when ever Goten was on his mind Gohan set course for Satan city.
When he reached Satan city he was surprised to see the same bank he'd stopped from being robbed the day before was again the scene of a fire fight.
'Do they rob that bank everyday or something?' He wondered as he flew down.
In a few seconds the fight was over. Three crooks were on the ground, looking slightly damaged, but not beyond repair.
"Thank you." The bank's manager said, stepping outside.
"Why are you getting daily robberies?" Gohan asked.
"Well that should be over tomorrow." The manager told him. "I'll be glad when the shipment of diamonds we're storing is off my hands it's making me a nervous wreck."
"Well don't worry sir, I'll try to keep an eye out."
"Thank you."
Just then the press started to arrive.
"Mr. Gold-fighter. Mr. Gold-fighter." One very aggressive reporter started to shout as she jumped out of her car. "Could you tell us, do you want to be called the Gold-figher, or do you have another name."
"Of course I have another name." Gohan said, in a fake deep voice. "I... AM... THE... GREAT... SAYAMAN." He accompanied his name with a few poses.
The press looked... well the press looked... Gohan really didn't know, but they looked something.
Actually the press was slightly bewildered by the strange poses.
'What is this guy, a hero or an escaped lunatic?' Was a question that was on many of their minds.
"Well I must be going now." Gohan stated flying off hearing the gasps of the surprised reporters on the ground below.
When he reached orange star highschool he landed on the roof and after checking to make sure it was safe transformed back into himself.
'Well that was fun. Now for my next day of school.' He thought as he raced down the stairs and to the classroom.
***
Next time in Gohan Goes To Highschool. How will Videl react to a new super-hero that's also fighting crime? Will Gohan loose his silly poses? What dangers does the life of a highschool student hold for Gohan? Will I come up with a more original title for all of this? Will you have been nice and have left a review? Will it have had a title suggestion?
The problem probably comes from the fact that FF.net also accepts HTML as input and HTML uses those two characters in its code. It should be fixed now and make some more sense.
Thanks to Jewels for bringing this to my attention.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
This is Gohan/Videl, probably some romance but that isn't the main purpose of this fic. The main purpose is 2 fold.
Firstly this is a challenge to myself to write something with chapters shorter than 5000 words, and prefrably in the 2000 to 3000 word range. Both just for the heck of it, and to do something about my sister's (Pteska) need to impress me with longer chapters ;). Also to stop myself from constantly saying mine's bigger ;).
Pteska saying: I object your honour.
Judge saying: Approved.
TW saying: Withdrawn.
//Note, those last three lines are by Pteska.
Second it's a place for me to use all my rejected but funny scenes, as well as some new for this fic and funny scenes.
Shameless self-advertisement:
At the same time as posting this, I'm also updating my other fic, Life is Strange, it's Gohan and Videl romance. If you haven't read it yet, please do if you like the idea, don't judge it on the summary I'm no good at writing those.
Just to let you know this is going AU just about from the moment Gohan first sets foot in Satan city. Though I will try to stay close to the official story-line the purpose of this fic, and indeed the whole concept of fanfiction would be defeated if I were to stick precisely to the official story.
Also there may be major OOC in here at some point, I'm not sure yet.
This first chapter follows the line of the series to a great extend. But it's starting to break away at the end of this chapter and will rapidly stray further and further from the official story in upcoming chapters.
Gohan Goes To Highschool
Chapter 1: Starting School
Gohan smiled to himself as he entered Orange Star Highschool for the first time, he always felt good after stopping crime. A quality he probably got from his father's side, a desire to do good.
He easily found his way to class, they'd send him his schedule along with the book list and other things so he didn't have to stop over at the office first. His feelings about starting school were somewhat mixed. He was already getting a bit rusty from his mom not letting him train as much as he'd like to, and school probably wouldn't be a lot of help in that department.
On the other hand, he really would like to meet some people his own age, but that too had it's draw back, he'd have to seem normal, whatever that was supposed to mean.
'It's probably just the word used for everything I'm not.' He thought with a chuckle to himself.
'Let's have a look at the real stats and at what I'm pretending to be:
Son Gohan, Age 18 real stats:
Background: Demi-Saiyan.
Hobbies: Reading, fighting crime, Martial arts.
Strenght: Probably the most powerful fighter on Earth, thanks to Piccolo insisting I keep training every once in a while I'm still just a little ahead of Vegeta.
Claim to fame: Stolen, I beat Cell, but they think that idiot did it.
Now for what I have to pretend to be:
Son Gohan, Age 18 pretend stats:
Background: Human.
Hobbies: Just reading and studying.
Strength: Normal human.
Claim to fame: None, or do they give a nobel prize for nerdy-ness?
Well that shouldn't be too hard should it?'
The teacher called him into the class.
"Uhm. Hi, my name his Gohan. Nice to meet you." He said, by way of introduction.
"You can sit anywhere you like." The teacher told him, as the guys in the class looked unimpressed and some of the girls started giggling talking about how cute he was.
"Yoohoo, new boy, there's a seat here." A blond girl called from one of the top rows.
"Thanks." Gohan said as he made his way over there.
"Nice to meet you." He told the girl as he sat down.
"Hi I'm Erasa, with a E and this is my friend, Videl. You'll never guess who her pop is, she's the daughter of the one and only."
"What Hercule?" Gohan asked.
"Yes." Erasa said.
"Wow that must be really neat." Gohan said. "You being the daughter of a celebrity and all."
'Even if he is a horrible, lieing fake.' He added in thought.
Videl just snorted.
'Neat isn't a word I'd chose, more like frustrating.' She thought.
"You know." Erasa said. "Being the friend of the the daughter of a celebrity is good too."
'Come on, quit it with the come ons and pay attention to class.'
"So where do you live Gohan?"
"The 439 mountain area."
"Wow that's like five hundred miles from here."
"Well it takes a while to get here, but that's just how dedicated I am to my studies." Gohan said, nervously scratching the back of his neck.
The statement seemed to be strange enough to shut even Erasa up and Gohan could get down to business and concentrate on the lesson.
The next time Gohan got nervous wasn't much later, there was a slight break between classes while they waited for the next teacher to come, and Videl choose this time to turn to him with a look on her face that might just make Vegeta envious.
"Gohan!" She said rather loudly. 'Let's see if I can get a confession out of him with what I just realised.'
"Yes Videl."
"I just remembered something, what the Gold fighter was said to be wearing, red pants, a white shirt and a black vest."
"Wow." Erasa said. "You and the Gold fighter dress alike Gohan."
'How can anyone be that dumb?' Gohan wondered. 'But she may have just saved me.'
"I guess we both have good taste." He said, smilling and again scratching his neck nervously.
'He might be telling the truth.' Videl thought. 'After all his hair is the wrong colour.'
"There's now way a little book nerd could be a super hero." Sharpner remarked from his position next to her.
"Didn't you ever hear of Superman?" Videl asked.
"That's fiction Videl." Sharpner said dismissively. "This is the real world."
A few rather boring hours later Gohan reached the last class of the day, PE. This would be the easiest class to mess up in. Both because he was Saiyan and because he used his Ki, his muscles were a lot more concentrated than any 'normal' human's. This meant that even if he didn't use his Ki during class he could still jump several hundred feet, like his father had done at the 21st-Tenkaichi Budoukai.
Not to mention the fact that he could run faster than anyone else there and his reflexes were so fast the Human eye couldn't even see most things before he reacted to them.
'Come on Gohan,' he thought, 'it can't be that bad, I heard we're starting on base-ball, at least you've done that before, so how hard can it be to seem normal at it.'
He got changed and went out onto the field doing his very best to push his Ki down as far as he could, almost down to a normal human level.
He got assigned to Videl's team, and she didn't seem to happy about it.
'I guess that means she doesn't think I'm the Goldfighter anymore.' Gohan thought. 'After all you wouldn't be disappointed to have a guy on your team if you thought he had super powers.'
"Okay." He heard Videl say with a sigh. "You're in right field Gohan, you know where that is right?"
"Uh, yeah, to the right, right?"
"Right, just go." Videl said, walking up to the plate to pitch.
'Man,' she thought to herself, 'I hope he's at least some good, or we're in a lot of trouble, Sharpner's up first and he tends to hit toward right field, but we'll have to see. He has to hit the ball first and I'm pitching.'
"Ready for a strike Sharpner?" She called teasingly.
"More like a home run." He responded.
'Damn I hate that cocky grin of his.' She thought as she prepared to throw.
She got ready and threw the ball, building up speed with all her might before releasing it.
The ball flew fast, but apparently Sharpner could still see it, because with a thud that made Videl feel slightly nausiated the bat hit the ball and it zoomed up into the air seeming like it was going to go out of the 'stadium'.
Hearing surprised gasps Videl turned around looking toward right field to see Gohan with his glove raised, holding the ball. He seemed to almost be floating at the pinacle of an incredible jump, she couldn't tell exactly from the distance, but it seemed as if he'd jumped at least thirty feet. She could see his lips moving, but he was to far off for her to hear the sound.
"Okay," Gohan said to himself, "I've caught it, and the runner on third has left the base so if I throw it to third he'll be out. Okay, nice and easy now."
He threw the ball as softly as he could, but apparently not soft enough, because when it arrived at third base it found the glove of the fielder that was standing next to the plate easily enough thanks to Gohan's aim, but the unfortunate player was knocked back by the force.
Fortunately his foot stayed on the base even after he fell down and so there was a third out and the two teams switched places.
"Hey Gohan you're up to bat." Videl told him as they reached the dug-out.
"Okay." He shrugged and walked up to the plate, taking the bat.
'Now remember Gohan.' He thought to himself. 'That jump hasn't done anything to ease anyone's suspicions, so you'd better be careful.'
He looked over to Sharpner who was now pitching. The blond boy was glaring at him, clearly wanting revenge for that caught homerun ball.
'Ha.' Sharpner thought. 'I'll just aim for him and see how high he can jump on that. Nobody stops my homeruns and gets away with it. Besides nerd-boy just got lucky on the jump. I bet he'll duck like a sissy anyway.'
Gohan watched as Sharpner threw and saw the ball coming towards him, on a direct trajectory to hit him.
'Hmm. It's going pretty fast, I have an idea that might work.' He moved the bat to protect himself, making sure he held in under the correct angle to the incoming ball. The ball hit the bat and basically just bounced off it and up, Gohan only gave the tiniest of pushes with the bat during impact.
The ball shot up and forward, clearly heading out of reach of any member of the fielding side and Gohan just jogged lightly around the bases while the rest of the team cheered him on.
"Wow, great work Gohan." Videl said as he took his seet.
"Thanks, but it wasn't that great." He said, trying not to make it sound like a big deal. "He threw so hard that all I had to do was hold the bat at the right angle and give a little extra push as the ball bounced off, anyone could have done it."
A few hours later Gohan was flying home on the Nimbus. The rest of his day had been pretty uneventful, except for having to ditch Videl, who was following him on his way out.
In stead of heading home straight away he decided to go to Capsule Corporation, to see Bulma. Maybe she could find a way for him to be able to fight crime without being recognised.
Indeed she did find a way setting him up with a cool outfit with a black undersuit, a green, loose fitting Gi, a red cape and a strange open helmet. The only way to get the helmet on or off was with the transformation button on his watch.
The helmet was really unusual but Gohan liked it. It covered his forhead and had a visor in front of his eyes, but it was it didn't cover the top of his head. From the top of his forhead it went around his head to the top of the back of his head. While from the Visor it went over his ears and then down behind them, to fasten under his chin. It was made of something that seemed to be a cross between metal and fabric, all black, matching the under suite perfectly, with the exception of the visor which was dark blue.
"Why didn't you hide my hair?" Gohan asked.
"Well if I did the helmet might get blown off if you needed to transform," Bulma explained, "so now you can just transform every time and nobody will come looking for you because they'll think you're a blond."
"Great idea, thanks Bulma."
"You're welcome, I used a lot of technology from the Saiyan armour, so it should all be just about bullet-proof, not that you need it, but at least you know the visor won't break."
"Okay, I have to go home now, or mom is going to get out her frying-pan." Gohan cringed at the mental picture.
"Okay, fly savely."
"I will, bye Bulma."
"Bye Gohan."
Gohan smiled as he flew over Satan city alongside the Nimbus.
'Should I put in an appearance?' He wondered. 'Maybe imprint a new immage of the Gold-fighter in everyones minds? No, I'll wait till tomorrow morning, that way I can put some thought into what to call myself, if not Gold-fighter.'
The next morning Gohan could get up somewhat later, Nimbus was fast, but still took an hour to cover the 500 miles between home and school, he could fly it in twenty minutes himself.
He didn't use his new found ability to sleep in however but decided to go to town early so he could put in an appearance before school started.
"Bye mom, bye Goten." He yelled as he took of after breakfast. "And remember Goten, Nimbus is all yours now."
"Thank you big brother."
With a smile on his lips that was there when ever Goten was on his mind Gohan set course for Satan city.
When he reached Satan city he was surprised to see the same bank he'd stopped from being robbed the day before was again the scene of a fire fight.
'Do they rob that bank everyday or something?' He wondered as he flew down.
In a few seconds the fight was over. Three crooks were on the ground, looking slightly damaged, but not beyond repair.
"Thank you." The bank's manager said, stepping outside.
"Why are you getting daily robberies?" Gohan asked.
"Well that should be over tomorrow." The manager told him. "I'll be glad when the shipment of diamonds we're storing is off my hands it's making me a nervous wreck."
"Well don't worry sir, I'll try to keep an eye out."
"Thank you."
Just then the press started to arrive.
"Mr. Gold-fighter. Mr. Gold-fighter." One very aggressive reporter started to shout as she jumped out of her car. "Could you tell us, do you want to be called the Gold-figher, or do you have another name."
"Of course I have another name." Gohan said, in a fake deep voice. "I... AM... THE... GREAT... SAYAMAN." He accompanied his name with a few poses.
The press looked... well the press looked... Gohan really didn't know, but they looked something.
Actually the press was slightly bewildered by the strange poses.
'What is this guy, a hero or an escaped lunatic?' Was a question that was on many of their minds.
"Well I must be going now." Gohan stated flying off hearing the gasps of the surprised reporters on the ground below.
When he reached orange star highschool he landed on the roof and after checking to make sure it was safe transformed back into himself.
'Well that was fun. Now for my next day of school.' He thought as he raced down the stairs and to the classroom.
***
Next time in Gohan Goes To Highschool. How will Videl react to a new super-hero that's also fighting crime? Will Gohan loose his silly poses? What dangers does the life of a highschool student hold for Gohan? Will I come up with a more original title for all of this? Will you have been nice and have left a review? Will it have had a title suggestion?