Chapter 1 ::Goodbyes::
Four years. Four long years of waiting, for this moment to come. It was to soon to Son Gohan. Way to soon. He didn't want to leave. But he had to. He had no choice.
The seniors of Orange Star High School stood in a long line, waiting for the princible to put them in alphabetical order. "Brunnes, Angela." He would say. Followed by, "Bonnet, Leslie."
Gohan looked at the seniors stepping out of the line to stand beside the last person called infront of the princible. He looked at his friends beside him, who befriended him since his first day of school here.
*
Videl Satan stood, watching and waiting for her turn. She bent her knee's rocking back and forth, making sure her knee's didn't lock. The last thing she wanted to do was faint three hours before her graduation.
She and Gohan were standing next to each other, silently singgering when the princible pronounced a name wrong. Erasa and Sharpner stood next to them, eyeing them. They had believed that they had gotten together, since Erasa caught them holding hands on the streets where any one could see them.
Videl took hold of his hand. She was nervous, scared really of graduating. He squeezed her hand gently. He bent down to whisper in his ear. "Don't be nervous." She nodded.
She wasn't completely scared of graduating typically. She was scared of losing Gohan. She and Gohan built an unbreakable friendship. She had always had a slight crush on Gohan, but leaving him forever in a few short hours.
"Satan, Videl."
Videl let go of his hand, stepped out of the line, and walked miserably up to the princible. He placed her near the back row, wear she could barley be seen of her short height.
"Son, Gohan."
Gohan walked out of the line, and took a deep breath. He walked reluctanly over to the princible who told him to stand by Videl. Gohan walked up to her, smiling.
She returned his smile, only by manners. She felt awful. The adressed the final number of students, and told them to return in three hours for the ceromony.
Gohan and Videl left together. The walked down the busy streets of Satan City, hand in hand.
Videl looked up at Gohan, meeting his gaze. Gohan had been starring at her. He just relized how precious she was, and he was losing her in three hours. "Gohan?"
Gohan knocked out of his gaze. "Hmmmm?"
"After today. how are we going to keep contact? I mean, there's no more high school."
Gohan nodded. "Yeah. I'm not sure. But we will. Trust me. We will. We're to close of friends to lose contact."
Videl nodded. "Yeah. To close of friends." Videl hoped he hadn't dected the disapointment in her voice.
Gohan didn't though. He kept walking with her, determined to keep Videl his and only his.
But she wouldn't be his forever. Not after graduation.
The thought hit Gohan head over heals. He shook it out of his head and tried to enjoy the last hours he and Videl had as care free teenagers.
*
Gohan and Videl were running late. Very late. They snuck in the dressing room, everyone was gone. They gulped nervously and kept walking in the room. Videl came in and grabbed her dressing robe which was the only one standing. She began to lift her shirt off.
Gohan who was watching her ever move, turned around in embarrasment. He looked back, relived, to see she was taking off her t-shirt and had a tank top under it. She had a black bra showing through the white fabric.
Gohan turned to face the wall and pulled off his own tee shirt to releave a white mucel shirt. He pulled the robe over his head, turned around to face Videl, and grabbed his hat.
She grabbed hers and they were off. They ran through the halls, at a normal pace, hoping that they hadn't missed the cermony. The reached outside on the football field. She sighed and ran over to the potium. They snuck up the back ways, finding their places easily.
Videl smiled up at him. "Thank god we're in the back."
"Yeah. Thank god."
"I'm going to actually miss this place. Scary, huh?" Videl admitted.
Gohan laughed nervously. "Yeah. Same here."
She smiled, hearing her name. "Satan, Videl."
She laughed. "I hate being pronouced that way." She walked up to the prinicble taking the paper from him. It was her dimploma, which was very thick since she got many complments from her teachers.
"Son, Gohan."
She met up with Gohan just as he was going. She winked and said, "Don't worry. The paper won't bite."
He grinned and took his diploma. They sat back down, waiting for the cermony to end. When it finally did, the prinicible took a step back from the group, and yelled, "Congraulations! Class of 2041, you've made it!"
The senior class jumped up throwing their hats in the air, cheering. Gohan picked Videl and lifted her up. He lifted her up, letting everyone see them. They stood there, cheering, smiling, laughing, just like the good times. The like always. But that was then. This is now.
Four years. Four long years of waiting, for this moment to come. It was to soon to Son Gohan. Way to soon. He didn't want to leave. But he had to. He had no choice.
The seniors of Orange Star High School stood in a long line, waiting for the princible to put them in alphabetical order. "Brunnes, Angela." He would say. Followed by, "Bonnet, Leslie."
Gohan looked at the seniors stepping out of the line to stand beside the last person called infront of the princible. He looked at his friends beside him, who befriended him since his first day of school here.
*
Videl Satan stood, watching and waiting for her turn. She bent her knee's rocking back and forth, making sure her knee's didn't lock. The last thing she wanted to do was faint three hours before her graduation.
She and Gohan were standing next to each other, silently singgering when the princible pronounced a name wrong. Erasa and Sharpner stood next to them, eyeing them. They had believed that they had gotten together, since Erasa caught them holding hands on the streets where any one could see them.
Videl took hold of his hand. She was nervous, scared really of graduating. He squeezed her hand gently. He bent down to whisper in his ear. "Don't be nervous." She nodded.
She wasn't completely scared of graduating typically. She was scared of losing Gohan. She and Gohan built an unbreakable friendship. She had always had a slight crush on Gohan, but leaving him forever in a few short hours.
"Satan, Videl."
Videl let go of his hand, stepped out of the line, and walked miserably up to the princible. He placed her near the back row, wear she could barley be seen of her short height.
"Son, Gohan."
Gohan walked out of the line, and took a deep breath. He walked reluctanly over to the princible who told him to stand by Videl. Gohan walked up to her, smiling.
She returned his smile, only by manners. She felt awful. The adressed the final number of students, and told them to return in three hours for the ceromony.
Gohan and Videl left together. The walked down the busy streets of Satan City, hand in hand.
Videl looked up at Gohan, meeting his gaze. Gohan had been starring at her. He just relized how precious she was, and he was losing her in three hours. "Gohan?"
Gohan knocked out of his gaze. "Hmmmm?"
"After today. how are we going to keep contact? I mean, there's no more high school."
Gohan nodded. "Yeah. I'm not sure. But we will. Trust me. We will. We're to close of friends to lose contact."
Videl nodded. "Yeah. To close of friends." Videl hoped he hadn't dected the disapointment in her voice.
Gohan didn't though. He kept walking with her, determined to keep Videl his and only his.
But she wouldn't be his forever. Not after graduation.
The thought hit Gohan head over heals. He shook it out of his head and tried to enjoy the last hours he and Videl had as care free teenagers.
*
Gohan and Videl were running late. Very late. They snuck in the dressing room, everyone was gone. They gulped nervously and kept walking in the room. Videl came in and grabbed her dressing robe which was the only one standing. She began to lift her shirt off.
Gohan who was watching her ever move, turned around in embarrasment. He looked back, relived, to see she was taking off her t-shirt and had a tank top under it. She had a black bra showing through the white fabric.
Gohan turned to face the wall and pulled off his own tee shirt to releave a white mucel shirt. He pulled the robe over his head, turned around to face Videl, and grabbed his hat.
She grabbed hers and they were off. They ran through the halls, at a normal pace, hoping that they hadn't missed the cermony. The reached outside on the football field. She sighed and ran over to the potium. They snuck up the back ways, finding their places easily.
Videl smiled up at him. "Thank god we're in the back."
"Yeah. Thank god."
"I'm going to actually miss this place. Scary, huh?" Videl admitted.
Gohan laughed nervously. "Yeah. Same here."
She smiled, hearing her name. "Satan, Videl."
She laughed. "I hate being pronouced that way." She walked up to the prinicble taking the paper from him. It was her dimploma, which was very thick since she got many complments from her teachers.
"Son, Gohan."
She met up with Gohan just as he was going. She winked and said, "Don't worry. The paper won't bite."
He grinned and took his diploma. They sat back down, waiting for the cermony to end. When it finally did, the prinicible took a step back from the group, and yelled, "Congraulations! Class of 2041, you've made it!"
The senior class jumped up throwing their hats in the air, cheering. Gohan picked Videl and lifted her up. He lifted her up, letting everyone see them. They stood there, cheering, smiling, laughing, just like the good times. The like always. But that was then. This is now.