A/N: 2 versions of the same story. I'm back again with yet another one- shot, and my subjects are Harry Potter and Son Gohan. Both are songfics, using the song "Hero" from the Spiderman soundtrack. I actually mixed a couple lyrics up to fit my story, but it's more or less the same. Enjoy!

Hero

It was raining again. Gohan found himself staring out the window, watching the rain fall, daydreaming of someone he could never have. Lately he'd been doing that a lot. He figured he'd better start paying attention to class soon, but at the moment he really didn't care.

"Mr. Son!" the voice of the English sensei, Mr. Burns, cracked out like a whip. Gohan jumped and stared at the hunched, balding old man. "If you can't find the time to pay attention, Mr. Son, then I suggest you prepare yourself for a stint of holding buckets in the hallway! Do you understand me?!"

"Yes, sir," Gohan sighed among the sniggers of his classmates. That was a common reaction. Oh well, who cares?

Let them live my life sometime, and then we'll see who's laughing. Face my loves, face my fears... my past and my present...

Yes... let them live with the demons of his past. Let them live with Cell and Frieza. Let them live with unrequited love.

I am so high, I can hear heaven

Whoa, but heaven... heaven don't hear me...

The bell rang. Without thinking about it, Gohan shoved his books into his bag and, slinging it over his shoulder, headed out of the room. Since his English class was his last period of the day, he could leave the school, and he had every intention of doing so. He heard someone calling his name, but ignored it in favor of going to the roof and leaving for home.

"Hey, Gohan! I know you hear me!"

Yes, Videl, I hear you, Gohan sighed. I just don't want to stop. Because you'll just ask again...

"Gohan, why are you avoiding me?" She'd finally caught up with him and was blocking his path. Her crystal blue eyes were angry, barely visable tears in their corners. "Is it because... I love you?"

Gohan closed his eyes, unwilling to bear the pain. A week ago, she had confessed that she loved him. He'd just saved her from sure death, a bullet shot less then ten feet away. Unwilling to lose her to such a filthy end, he'd used super speed to jump in front of her, taking the bullet himself.

After the two of them had gotten away from the police, she'd stopped him, kissed his lips, and whispered into his ear that she loved him.

And he'd walked away.

Now that the world isn't ending

It's love that I'm getting from you

But it's the love of a hero

And that's why I fear it won't do...

"Videl..." he said now. "It's not that, it's just..."

"Just what?! Tell me, Son Gohan, please!"

"...why do you love me?"

She stared at him. "Huh?"

"Why do you love me?" he repeated. "Because I saved you? Because you owe me your life and pay me with your love? Is it really love, or just a passionate obsession?"

Looking at her eyes, he saw the truth just as she found it himself. It wasn't love. Not really. It wasn't the love he wanted from her. It was Stockholm syndrome all over again.

"Gohan, I..."

He stepped around her. Just before passing her, he brushed a hand across her face, turning her towards him. He brushed her lips with his own and then, staring straight into her eyes, he whispered, "I love you, Videl. I love you more then anything in this world. But I can't stay with you until you love me, too. So I'm sorry."

He left her standing there, holding her mouth. He jumped off the roof into the rain, straight for the eye of the storm. The rain obscured his smile, and his tears.

Someone once told me

Love would all save us

But how could that be?

Look what love gave us...

He had to fly away. He had to let his emotions out without hurting anyone. To that end, he headed for Cell's desert ring. Once there, he spread his arms and powered up. He didn't care if others felt it. He didn't care if he hurt himself. It was too late for that anyway.

They say that a hero could save us

I'm not gonna stand here and wait

I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles

Watch as we all fly away...

The worst thing about the whole situation was that, even if Videl confessed true love to him, he didn't know if he could stay with her. He was needed too much.

He was a hero. And no hero was ever truly happy.

None.

And they're watching us

Watching as we all fly away...

A/N: Now that was interesting. Was there a point? I don't actually know. Oh well. Please review and tell me what you think. I'll do the HP version soon.