"Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep." A hand goes over and picks up a phone, a thumb slides the snooze button over and the hand drops the phone and continues to snore for another
15 minuets. "Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep." The phone's alarm clock goes off again and the same hand picks up the phone again and slides the off button on the alarm. A girl
stands up and stretches. She scratches the back of her left leg and walks into her bathroom. She turns on the sink and brushed her teeth and washes her face. She pats her
face dry and goes back into her room. She turns on the lights, her walls are a light blue, the ceiling has painted white clouds, and the the closet is bright yellow indicating the
sun. Her bed is a darker blue and she has a pillow of Edward Cullen from the famous movies from the Twilight Saga. She went to the closet and opened it, the wheels moving
loudly across the light gray-beige carpet that used to be white but lack of balanced caused the girl to spill everything spillable and stainable. She grabbes white shorts and a
dark blue long-sleeved shirt along with her converse. She dresses and goes to a drawer and opens it. She grabs a brush and a comb, each with strians of her sky blue hair in
them. She brushes her back length hair, each tangle coming lose and adding more strains to the brush. She grabs her should-be-bangs and pulls them back and braids them
down the rest of her hair. She grabs a Badger chapstick and sticks it in her pocket. The girl looks blindly around for her glasses. She finds them successfully and puts them on
her face. Now her rose pink eyes can see clearly, the time is 6:50 am. She sighs happily and grabs her backpack. The design is unusual but so is the girl. Roses and skulls and
across it is a saying her father says a lot, "love kills slowly." She runs down the stairs and into the kitchen. She takes out a rather large blue bowl and fills it up to the rim with
Coaco Pebbles. Then she puts in the milk and devowers the cereal within minuets. She hears her mother walk down the stairs, she is in sweat pants and a tank-top. "Ready
for school?" She asks her and she nods. "Yeah I'm ready Mama." "Good," she pauses, "I'm surprised you're taking this new school thing so greatly." She says and the girl
smiles at her. "I didn't like Vista High anyway." Her mother sighs and grabbs the car keys. They get into the old blue Toyota and drive 10 miles to Orange Star High School.
"Ok Misora be good." Misora's mother calls to her as she drops her off. Misora is her name, it means beautiful sky. Her mother named her that after her sky blue hair, the
name Sky was too common for her mothers taste so she went Japanese and named her Misora. Misora is a Senior in high school, she and her mother moved from East City all
the way to Orange Star City which is now called Satan City, named after the man who defeted Cell 7 years ago, Hercule Satan. They moved because her mother needed to be
closer to work. Today was her first day at her new school, Misora is shy but around people she likes or knows she is a total nerd and weirdo. Misora went to the office and got
her schedule, all A.P classes. Misora was a very smart girl, rarley she chooses her friends over her school work. She went to her locker and opened it first try, bad thing for
her, if she was that lucky first try without messing up and failing then she's going to fail at something else today. Misora sighed and erased her slight frown and replaced it
with a smile. The bell rang and all the students went to class. Misora looked at the schedule, Room S3 Trigenomerty, Teacher Ms. Tammy. She found the class with ease and
entered the door. "Hello there, you must be Misora?" Misora nods polietly, "Yes Ms. Tammy." "Great, class this is Misora, she's new, welcome her to Oranger Star Hugh School
with open arms and don't scare her away." The class laughed a bit and Misora chuckled. "You'll be sitting next to Son Gohan. Mr. Son raise your hand so Misora can see you."
A hand raises up and Misora goes to it. Gohan was in the 4th row of about 10 rows. Misora sat down next to Gohan and flashed him a small smile, he smiled back and the
lesson started. The class went by fast and next was English. She was put next to Gohan again. The next class was Science and then Social Studies, again her teachers had her
sit next to Gohan. Misora didn't mind, Gohan was quiet and focused on his work. It was lunch time, Misora's least favorite subject. Most kids love that time of school but
Misora is very self-concious when she eats. She can eat alot, and most school lunches don't satisfy her so she brings her own lunch but its massive and at her old school alot
of the kids made fun of her for eating like a fatty. She sighed and sat down at an empty bench, not bothering to eat in case she scares away anyone. Her stomach growled
and Misora sighed. She could eat after school. It growled again and she got frustrated. "Hey Misora." Misoar looked up to see the Gohan guy standing in front of her. "Hey
Gohan..." She said shyly and confused. He never made conversation in class, why now? 'Is he as muc goody goody as I am?' She thought, Misora never gets in trouble and
never talks in school. She can go a whole day at school never saying a word. "So..." Gohan said taking a seat next to her. "I'm just as new as you are here. I've ony been
here for a month." "A month?" Gohan nodded. "I haven't made any friends, I do talk to this one group of people but they can be rather boring and distracting in class."
"Sharpener, Videl, and Erasa. Yeah they talked through every class I had them in!" Misora said and Gohan chuckled. "Yep, they can do that but don't let them distract you."
Misora nodded. "Did you eat yet?" He asked her and she shook her head. "Yeah these school lunches are pretty bad huh?" "Yeah I guess." Her stomach growled once more, it
was loud! "Jeez." Gohan said then took out a capsule. "I'll share my lunch with you. Ok?" "Sure, thank you." Gohan opened the capsule and a freaking buffet poped out! "Oh
my god! You can eat all that!" Misora asked Gohan, pink eyes wide. "Uh, yeah, I need a lot of food. I work out alot and so I get hungry alot." Misora starred at the food then
looked at Gohan, he didn't look like the kind that worked out. Where were his raging muscles? Then again he was wearing all long-sleeves. "Help yourself!" Gohan said and
Misora calmly grabbed rice ball. She sank her teeth in it and was sent into a blissful food heaven. "Who made this?" She exclaimed taking another. "My mom, she's a great
cook." "Tell her she should start selling them." "Sure thing." Misora ate 10 of the 20 rice balls Gohan brought with him. The bell rang again and Misora and Gohan went to
class, only to be sitting next to eachother again. Health class, Mr. Speech. He was in his early 40's and had dark brownn hair and eyes. His hair was combed very nicely and
he wore dress pants and shirt with a tie. "We're going to be having a special project for about a month. Each of you need to be in a group of 2 and you are all going to each
recieve a baby doll." He said. "They must be kept safe the entire project time, inspections are weekly, and the baby dolls are robotic, made by Capsule Corperation
themselves, so they sleep,cry, poop, pee, and eat. A special oil formula that keeps them from malfunctioning. You have 5 minuets to find a partner and if you are still
partnerless within those 5 minuets I'll pair you up with whoever is left even if you don't like them." "Now pair up." He finished. Misora was going to enjoy this project but she
didn't know who to pair up with. It dawned on her to have Gohan be her partner. "Gohan want to be partners?" She asked and he nodded. "Sure." 5 minuets were up and
Videl and Sharpener were the only ones without a partner and were paired up together. It was funny to see her refuse to him. Mr. speech got out a box with the baby dolls in
and called each group to get their 'baby.' "Now for the fun part." Mr. Speech said with slight chuckle in his voice. "Name your babies then report to me so I can enter the
information in my computer." Misora's eyes went wide, she was horrible with names. Pronouncing and remembering them. "So Misora, what should we call him?" "What
makes you think it's a him?" Misora gave Gohan a playful glare. "Uh, I don't know..." "It's Ok, baby boys are easier to handle anyway." She said smiling. Gohan sighed, "so,
names?" Gohan went back on subject and Misora sighed. "Can we call him Goku?" Gohan asked and Misora thought for a second. "That's an adorable name!" She held back a
squeal. "What orgin is the name?" She asked and Gohan shrugged. "No clue, that's my dads name, h-h-he died 7 years ago." Misora gave Gohan a sympathetic look. "I'm
sorry for your loss Gohan." "It's fine," he said and Misora couldn't help but feel bad. "So, we sticking with Goku?" Gohan asked and Misora nodded. "I like Goku, it has an
angelic ring to it." Gohan smiled and they went to Mr. Speech and he got the name in his computer. Soon everyone got a name for their babies. Some names good some not
so good and Misora was feeling sorry for the kids of the people who gave their fake babies weird names. Mr. Speech had everyone settle down, "Now newbie parents, keep
the baby happy! All unhappy babies will send a signal to my computer so I know whats going on outside of school." Some people groaned and Misora knew those people will
be struggling with the project. "Also, custody. Don't fight over who is taking Jr. home because that can lead to yelling and that will make them sad. Plan days of who gets the
kid when." With that the school bell rang and it was the end of the day. "Misora," Gohan started. "Want to come over and help take care of baby Goku for a bit?" Misora
barley had anyother homework from her other classes, it wouldn't kill her going over to her project buddy's house for a while, she would just have to call her mom and let her
know she'll be away for a bit. "Sure. Just let me text my mom." Gohan nodded and Misora sent the text to her mom in seconds. "How far do you live?" She asked and Gohan
studdered a bit. "I- uh- live in the Mountains, 100 miles from here actually." Misora had to keep herself from yelling. "How can you get here without being a zombie?" Gohan
chuckled. "I have ways, but uh, Flying Nimbus!" He called out and a puffy yellow cloud flew from the sky. Misora was shocked but amazed. "That think is cool." She muttered
adn Gohan sat on the cloud. "I hope you're pure of heart or Nimbus won't like you on him." Gohan talked about the cloud like it was a horse, Misora handed Gohan the baby
and carefully got on the cloud. "Good you're pure of heart, lets go Nimbus." He said and they flew off. Misora's eyes were nearly poping from her head, she was like 1000 feet
in the air and going 200 miles per hour. "Are you sure this thing is safe for Goku?" Misora asked and Gohan nodded. "My little brother loves this thing, and 'sides Nimbus is
safe." Misora nodded and in no time at all they were at a tiny dome shapped yellow house. "Gohan!" Misora heard a high voice coming from the house and as they got off the
cloud a tiny boy ran from the door and tackled Gohan to the ground. "Hey there buddy." They got up and Misora looked at the boy, he was precious! "Gohan he is adorable!"
Misora whispered and Gohan chuckled. "This is Goten, Goten this is Misora." "Hi there!" He waved a hand and Misora smiled at him. She bent down and came at eye level with
Goten, still adorable. Then a woman's voice came from the house. "Gohan! Hurry in! I don't want you getting sick!" Gohan sighed. "Come and meet my mother." Misora
nodded and came in the house. A black haired woman was working in the kitchen, probably preparing dinner, she wore a yellow kimono. "Hey Mom, I brought over a friend."
"A friend?" She truned away from the stove and looked at Misora. "Aw Gohan! You finally have girlfriend!" Misora's eyes went wide again. "Mom! She's not my girlfriend!"
"Whatever Gohan, so what her name?" "Uh, hi, I'm Misora." "Misora, what a cute name." She thanked Gohan's mom. "I'm Chichi." Misora nodded. Suddenly the room smelled
horrible. Misora looked at the baby doll and sniffed it. "Gohan, you change him." "No way!" He responded. "I don't know what it pooped out but I'm not cleaning it." Chichi
looked at the toy baby and laughed. "Don't be scared of diapers." She said and grabbed the fake baby from Misora and went into the bathroom and changed the fake baby's
diaper. "See, not scary." Chichi said and Misora thanked her. "See Gohan, listen to your mother, diapers aren't scary." Gohan rolled his eyes a bit and Misora laughed. Misora
was given a small tour of the small house and then she and Gohan went into his room to find some of Gohan's old baby clothes. "Put this on him." Gohan said handing her a
white shirt, green pants, and a yellow tunic. (What he wore the very first episode) It fit baby Goku perfectly. "How cute! You used to wear this Gohan?" He blushed a bit,
"yeah, then I wore this" He took out a
dark purple jump suit, brown shoes, and blue sash and wrist bands. (Mini Piccolo Outfit) "He can wear that tomorrow." Misora said and Gohan put it in his backpack. Misora
looked at her phone
and saw it was nearly 6. She jumped to her feet. "I need go Gohan." She said. "Use Nimbus, just call for him and he'll take you home." "Sure, but what about Goku?" Gohan
looked at the 'sleeping' baby. "Uh, you want to take him?" Misora nodded. "I'll take him. Gohan walked with Misora to the door and watched her call for Nimbus, just in case,
and then watched her leave. Misora landed at her front porch and went in the house. She layed baby Goku on the couch and took out her homework and worked through it
with ease. Her mother arrived home with take-out and they ate and she fed the doll as well, her mother laughing at the project idea. That night Misora managed to find an old
toy crib she used for her toy babies she had as a kid and put her 'son' in it. Misora was passed out on her bed within seconds.
AN: So, uhm, GohanxOC story, wrote this for the lack of GohanxOC stories and because Gohan is a sexy beast. The Edward Cullen pillow I do own, (But not Twilight) Misora is my oc, DBZ characters belong to Akira Toriyama the greatest man that has ever lived. Review please, I would appreciate feedback. Thanks for reading!