Title: Crimson Espy
Author: Falafal
Pairing: Gohan/Videl, that's it so far.
Rating: PG - just in case
Warning: AU, and the usual mention of death seen the series. Not much in
this part.
Summary: The World Martial Arts Tournament is over, yet Yamu and Spopovich never turned up. What would happen if Buu were never created? Now that Goku is gone, Gohan has to tend to his last years in Orange Star High. Yet all is not as it seems, a new power is arising. Did you think that in the years that the Z heroes have fought and protected the earth, they would go unnoticed?
Notes: The school details/running of system are created similar to the Australian system, since that is the only I know. This is my first Dragon Ball Z Fanfic, so be kind please.
I'd absolutely love feedback.
//memories// "speech" thoughts
* * * * * * * * * *
Letting out a weary yawn Gohan descended onto the marble balcony that led into Videl's bedroom. The act was had become a natural event since the ending of the tournament five weeks before. He could remember the day as clearly as if it were but the day before.
// "And the winner and still world champion.HERCULE!" Goku lay upon his back, just out of the ring, watching the clouds float by, as that goofy grin of his washed across his face. All his friends watching collapsed in confusion and amazement. The saijin had purposely taken the fall to keep his family out of the light that is the media. //
Shaking his head Gohan rid the vision of his smiling father just in time to halt the tears. Those tears he had swore not to shed. For his family. For in truth he still blamed himself for his father's death. He believed he had no right then for tears. Videl should be back from her morning training, he decided as he glanced at his watch, 8:17am. Knocking clumsily upon the glass pane, he cringed as he acknowledged a soft crack. Pulling back sharply he grinned innocently as a blue eyed face appeared as the door opened.
"Gohan, I hope you haven't broken anything!" Videl scowled, studying the hair crack in the glass. Meanwhile Gohan rubbed the back of his head, blushing.
"S..Sorry Videl"
"Uh, don't worry" Taking his elbow gently she led him into her room, white organisation. Twice the size of his own. Though he was never jealous. How could he ever be jealous? Leaning down he placed a soft kiss upon her cheek. Her skin as fine as silk yet still damp from her shower.
"Come on, Sharpner's giving us a lift" letting out a humored laugh she continued "He wants to show off his new child. Probably some sports convertible or such"
* * * * * * * * * *
Sharpner was waiting by Hercule's mansion inside his new metallic green convertible, just as Videl predicted, the familiar Capsule Corp logo engraved upon the end of the hood.
"It's about time!" The blonde teen's voice riddled with harmless impatience. Gohan's relationship with Sharpner had changed quite a bit since the night of the incident,
// Gohan leant back against the cool stone of the alley wall, strategically hidden in shadows. After running about the city under the evening's warmth, his costume began to toast his skin. Glancing around he risked removing the helmet to release the excess heat. At that moment the bright lights of a passing ambulance flashed, illuminating the small side street. Gohan was revealed! There was a sudden impact of metal against concrete from the end of the alley as a garbage can was senselessly knocked to the ground. The saijin fumbled to get his helmet back over his face but was too late. Sharpner's muscled form slumped wide-eyed against the opposite wall.//
Hearing the engine move into life as his friend twisted the key Gohan slipped into the back seat. The blonde driver punched him playfully upon the shoulder before greeting Videl. It was a worrying thought. His new friend had had an eye for Videl before he had met either of them. Despite this, after the Tournament Sharpner had suddenly stopped bringing Videl flowers, his glances halted. The sport major was more perceptive then Gohan first thought. He knew how much he needed them. Their support. There is only so much your family can do. He had a new mind to speak with, to spill his thoughts and the tough exteriored teen in front of him had provided that outlet.
"Find something interesting?"
"Huh?"
Gohan realised he was staring at Sharpner's face who looked at him, with raised eyebrows, through the rear vision mirror.
"Nothing."
Halfway towards the school grounds they stopped to pick up Erasa who cheerfully hopped into the free driver's side seat. Wearing her usual green top, she easily blended into the metallic colour of Sharpner's car.
"So this is your new ride. It's great!" Erasa let her eyes wash over the vehicle's workings, fascinated.
"Where'd you get the money to buy it?" the shorthaired girl asked curiously.
"Gohan hooked me up with his friends at Capsule Corp. Got a good deal"
The young saijin was about the reply when the school came into view, normally not a sight, which stopped a conversation. Yet the strange presence of several dark government vehicles and the addition of lengthy lines of waiting students, saw the exception.
The four remained silent as Sharpner halted in the student parking allotments.
"What's going on?" Finally Videl spoke while the convertible was secured, however no one of them could answer. Gripping his bag over his shoulder Gohan took Videl's hand firmly yet lightly, following Sharpner and Erasa towards the school entrance.
Before the awaiting column of students five dark suited men individually moved what looked to be a metal detector over about the body of each student. By instinct Gohan pulled down his energy signature, hiding his Ki.
This had never occurred before, causing Gohan to worry. Yet he was overly curious, his father's trait.
'Perhaps, a famous musician or what is visiting' Gohan thought 'Wishful thinking'.
Summary: The World Martial Arts Tournament is over, yet Yamu and Spopovich never turned up. What would happen if Buu were never created? Now that Goku is gone, Gohan has to tend to his last years in Orange Star High. Yet all is not as it seems, a new power is arising. Did you think that in the years that the Z heroes have fought and protected the earth, they would go unnoticed?
Notes: The school details/running of system are created similar to the Australian system, since that is the only I know. This is my first Dragon Ball Z Fanfic, so be kind please.
I'd absolutely love feedback.
//memories// "speech" thoughts
* * * * * * * * * *
Letting out a weary yawn Gohan descended onto the marble balcony that led into Videl's bedroom. The act was had become a natural event since the ending of the tournament five weeks before. He could remember the day as clearly as if it were but the day before.
// "And the winner and still world champion.HERCULE!" Goku lay upon his back, just out of the ring, watching the clouds float by, as that goofy grin of his washed across his face. All his friends watching collapsed in confusion and amazement. The saijin had purposely taken the fall to keep his family out of the light that is the media. //
Shaking his head Gohan rid the vision of his smiling father just in time to halt the tears. Those tears he had swore not to shed. For his family. For in truth he still blamed himself for his father's death. He believed he had no right then for tears. Videl should be back from her morning training, he decided as he glanced at his watch, 8:17am. Knocking clumsily upon the glass pane, he cringed as he acknowledged a soft crack. Pulling back sharply he grinned innocently as a blue eyed face appeared as the door opened.
"Gohan, I hope you haven't broken anything!" Videl scowled, studying the hair crack in the glass. Meanwhile Gohan rubbed the back of his head, blushing.
"S..Sorry Videl"
"Uh, don't worry" Taking his elbow gently she led him into her room, white organisation. Twice the size of his own. Though he was never jealous. How could he ever be jealous? Leaning down he placed a soft kiss upon her cheek. Her skin as fine as silk yet still damp from her shower.
"Come on, Sharpner's giving us a lift" letting out a humored laugh she continued "He wants to show off his new child. Probably some sports convertible or such"
* * * * * * * * * *
Sharpner was waiting by Hercule's mansion inside his new metallic green convertible, just as Videl predicted, the familiar Capsule Corp logo engraved upon the end of the hood.
"It's about time!" The blonde teen's voice riddled with harmless impatience. Gohan's relationship with Sharpner had changed quite a bit since the night of the incident,
// Gohan leant back against the cool stone of the alley wall, strategically hidden in shadows. After running about the city under the evening's warmth, his costume began to toast his skin. Glancing around he risked removing the helmet to release the excess heat. At that moment the bright lights of a passing ambulance flashed, illuminating the small side street. Gohan was revealed! There was a sudden impact of metal against concrete from the end of the alley as a garbage can was senselessly knocked to the ground. The saijin fumbled to get his helmet back over his face but was too late. Sharpner's muscled form slumped wide-eyed against the opposite wall.//
Hearing the engine move into life as his friend twisted the key Gohan slipped into the back seat. The blonde driver punched him playfully upon the shoulder before greeting Videl. It was a worrying thought. His new friend had had an eye for Videl before he had met either of them. Despite this, after the Tournament Sharpner had suddenly stopped bringing Videl flowers, his glances halted. The sport major was more perceptive then Gohan first thought. He knew how much he needed them. Their support. There is only so much your family can do. He had a new mind to speak with, to spill his thoughts and the tough exteriored teen in front of him had provided that outlet.
"Find something interesting?"
"Huh?"
Gohan realised he was staring at Sharpner's face who looked at him, with raised eyebrows, through the rear vision mirror.
"Nothing."
Halfway towards the school grounds they stopped to pick up Erasa who cheerfully hopped into the free driver's side seat. Wearing her usual green top, she easily blended into the metallic colour of Sharpner's car.
"So this is your new ride. It's great!" Erasa let her eyes wash over the vehicle's workings, fascinated.
"Where'd you get the money to buy it?" the shorthaired girl asked curiously.
"Gohan hooked me up with his friends at Capsule Corp. Got a good deal"
The young saijin was about the reply when the school came into view, normally not a sight, which stopped a conversation. Yet the strange presence of several dark government vehicles and the addition of lengthy lines of waiting students, saw the exception.
The four remained silent as Sharpner halted in the student parking allotments.
"What's going on?" Finally Videl spoke while the convertible was secured, however no one of them could answer. Gripping his bag over his shoulder Gohan took Videl's hand firmly yet lightly, following Sharpner and Erasa towards the school entrance.
Before the awaiting column of students five dark suited men individually moved what looked to be a metal detector over about the body of each student. By instinct Gohan pulled down his energy signature, hiding his Ki.
This had never occurred before, causing Gohan to worry. Yet he was overly curious, his father's trait.
'Perhaps, a famous musician or what is visiting' Gohan thought 'Wishful thinking'.