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What Does it Mean? Saiyan?

Chapter 2: Aftermath of the Kiss

~ Tuesday 7:20am ~

Videl exchanged a look of panic with Erasa, which quickly transferred to Gohan. Not knowing what was written in the note, Gohan paled at the possibilities. The teacher sat on the edge of her desk and unfolded the note. The entire student body of the room held their breath collectively in anticipation. The teacher opened the note fully, smoothing over the paper in her hand. She squinted, as if unable to read it.

"What horrible handwriting." She commented, her German accent prevalent as she held the note at a slant, looking from a different angle.

A simultaneous sigh of relief was heard from Erasa, Videl and Gohan. Sharpener frowned, he wanted to know what the note said and didn't like being left out. He raised his hand, almost without thinking. "Um. Ms. Gaunter?" He called, louder than he had meant.

She looked up at his call, "Yes Mr. Sharpener?" she asked.

"I can read it for you, it would be no trouble." He replied. Immediately earning a glare from his friends. Videl elbowed him sharply in the ribs and he gasped for air as the teacher motioned with her hand for him to come. He quickly walked behind Videl, Erasa and Gohan and descended the stairs. The rest of the class eyed him with suspicion, some snickering, and others, looking on with disgust at his betrayal.

Sharpener's hands began to sweat. 'What have I gotten myself into?' He asked himself after a moment. He reached the bottom and Ms. Gaunter handed him the paper. He squinted a moment, looking, more at Videl than the paper. She looked about ready to kill. He swallowed deeply, then looked back at the note and opened his mouth to speak.

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~ Tuesday 7:30am ~

Erasa walked out of the Principles office and gave Gohan a sympathetic look. He gulped and stood as he heard his name called from within. He entered the stuffy office and closed the door silently behind him. A large man in a gray suit sat behind an enormous mahogany desk. The desk was cleared of all papers, save one file, which sat ominously in the center. He had a coffee mug and a day to day calendar, but other than that there was nothing. The angry looking man gestured for Gohan to sit in one of the two plush chairs across from his desk. The walls in the room were a pale yellow, and the leather on the chairs, a musty brown.

The principle narrowed his brown eyes at Gohan who sat up perfectly straight in the chair. He moved closer to his desk and made a grunting noise as he flipped open the folder before him.

"Son Gohan…" his voice was deep and calm, though his demeanor was more of disgust than anything else.

"Yes sir." Gohan said, acting completely calm for one who had never been in the principle's office before.

"It says here that you received perfect scores on your High School entrance exams. The first ever at this school." he stated, not glancing at the papers before him.

"That's correct sir." He said back.

"Hmm…There is no passed educational record other than some random test scores. Why is that?" The Principle asked.

To his chagrin, Gohan remained unfazed. "I was home schooled for most of my life sir."

The principle nodded. "Is there a reason why? Where you… socially of diminished capacity?"

Gohan remained still and calm. "No sir. I live quite far from here, and as a boy attending public school would have been difficult on my mother."

The principle smirked slightly. "I wonder what your mother would think of you now?"

Gohan's continence finally changed, but instead of the fear that the principle was trying to instill, all he saw was a sort of amused confidence. "She would be proud that I took after her." He replied with his head held just a little bit higher.

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~ Tuesday 7:30am ~

"VIDEL!" Hercule roared as he entered Orange Star High School. Videl cringed and stood, facing the door from which he had entered. "How dare you kiss some boy! You know very well you're not allowed to have a boyfriend unless he's strong like me, not some nerdy wimp!" Hercule yelled.

"Dad, he's not my boyfriend. Gohan is just a friend, it was just…" she faded as her eyes looked away from him.

"Just what?" Hercule asked, looking suddenly interested as his voice lowered.

"Wonderful." She said absently, not really realizing to whom she was speaking.

Hercule smiled slightly, "Well, Videl" he said, voice raising slightly again. "maybe this guy is okay, and MAYBE I'll let you have him as a boyfriend, but he has to prove himself to me first."

Videl's head jerked back to him suddenly. 'Did I just hear that?' She thought to herself. Then thought about it again, "Dad, I don't even know if he likes me like that. I mean, it was just a kiss. It could mean nothing." She said back, waving her hands frantically before her.

Hercule smirked knowingly. "We'll find out soon enough."

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~ Tuesday 7:40am ~

The incessant ringing of the telephone was getting to him. He considered ki blasting the thing to oblivion but he knew his mate would not be pleased with that. Instead the proud Saiyan prince sighed deeply and stood, walking sullenly to the phone, he picked it up, ending it's annoying ringing.

"Is Bulma Briefs there?" the female voice asked.

"It depends who wants her." Vegeta replied in a commanding tone.

"Vegeta give Bulma the phone, its Chi Chi."

Vegeta removed the phone from his ear and growled at it. His long spiky hair black hair flashed gold for a moment in irritation. He despised Kakarrot's mate. She was too demanding of his precious time. He stalked out of the room with the phone held tightly in his hand, muttering curses under his breath.

"WOMAN!" he yelled entering the fourth laboratory on his way down the long hall, still looking, thus far unsuccessfully, for his wife, in the endless rooms of Capsule Corp.

"Yes Vegeta." Bulma replied calmly from her chair beside the door.

He turned to her and tossed the phone into her hands, "Kakarrot's mate is on the phone for you." Bulma smiled as Vegeta started out the door.

"Thank you love." Bulma said, a sly smile on her face. She heard Vegeta grunt as she turned her attention back to the phone. "Hey Chi Chi."

"Hey Bulma. Listen you have no idea what Gohan's principle just called to tell me." She squealed with delight.

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~ Tuesday 8:30am ~

Videl approached Gohan in the hallway as he stood outside the principle's office. She had a sorrowful expression on her face as she stopped in front of him. Eyes locked onto the floor.

"I'm really sorry I got you into all this Gohan." She said meekly.

She heard him laugh playfully and looked up quickly to find him smiling widely down at her. "I'm pretty sure I kissed you Videl." He said, his smile widening when she blushed.

She couldn't help but laugh some at that. "I guess that's true. So you aren't mad at me?"

"Nope." He replied.

She sighed and leaned against the wall next to him. "So what is the all mighty principal doing now? Calling your parents?"

"No," Gohan replied glancing behind him at the door. "he called my mom and had her on speaker while I was still in there."

Videl cringed, "Harsh."

Gohan laughed, "Not really. My mom was proud of me. Then she started yelling at the principle for hindering my education by taking me out of class."

Videl looked up at Gohan in shock, and laughed. "I really can't wait to meet your mom."

Gohan's face fell. "Videl…"

"What's wrong Gohan? What is it?" she asked concern streaked across her face as she pulled away from the wall to stand before him again.

"Well, I've kind of been…" he faded off, not meeting her gaze.

"What?" she asked, fear spreading into her eyes.

"Expelled."

"WHAT?" Videl screamed.

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~ Tuesday 9:00am ~

Videl had been told to return to class, and Gohan remained leaning against the wall outside the principal's office. He heard the main door to the building open and observed with a smirk as Bulma, Vegeta, and Trunks entered. Bulma had a smile on her face, Vegeta, a smirk, and Trunks, an all out grin.

"Well, if it isn't the trouble maker, hello Gohan." Bulma said as she approached him.

"Hey Bulma." Gohan said, his smirk turning into a full smile. He raised an eyebrow at Vegeta. "Why Vegeta, I didn't think you cared."

"Miss Kakarrot's Brat's expulsion? NEVER!" he then proceeded to laugh maniacally as only Vegeta can.

Bulma sighed and knocked on the door to the principle's office. After being called to enter, she did. "Hi," she said in an annoyed tone, "I'm Bulma Briefs."

The principle immediately stood in shock and extended his hand, "Why, Miss. Briefs, welcome to Orange Star High. How can I help you?"

She smirked, "First off," she said in a growl, "it's Mrs. Briefs," at this Vegeta smirked wider and Trunks and Gohan started laughing, "and second, I'm here to officially dismiss Gohan. I understand you require permission from a person over twenty one, and as the boy's God Mother, I'm here to give it."

The principle shrank back into his seat. "You may go Gohan." He called.

"Oh," Bulma said, earning the man's attention again. "May I speak with Gohan's class a moment?"

The principle didn't know how to respond. He nodded dumbly and Bulma exited. Taking Vegeta's arm and winking at Gohan. "Why don't you lead the way Gohan." He smiled and started down the hall.

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~ Tuesday 9:05am ~

The trigonometry class was completely silent. The teacher was going on about something, Videl had moved into what was Gohan's seat, but would have now been unoccupied. Neither her nor Erasa were speaking with Sharpener and it was already around school that Gohan had been expelled. Most of the students were sad, Gohan may have been a geek, but he was really nice and they would miss him.

Mr. Kabate looked at the door as a soft knock was heard. "Enter." He stated loudly, waking most of the class up out of their personal reveries.

When the door opened a beautiful older woman walked in. She was wearing a sharp looking white business suit and her blue hair was down to her shoulders. On her arm was a buff looking man with tanned skin and black hair and eyes. His hair stood on end, defying more gravity than Gohan's did. Behind them entered a young boy, about eight or nine years old, with purple hair and blue eyes, and last to enter the room was Gohan, smiling playfully as he scanned the room. He immediately made eye contact with Videl and noted that she was sitting away from Sharpener. He silently prayed that Sharpener where stray out on his own one day so that he could seek revenge, but Gohan buried the thought and scolded himself for thinking it. He stopped next to Bulma and Vegeta, behind Trunks and waited for Bulma to speak.

"Hello." Said Bulma, extending her hand to the teacher who was glaring at Gohan. "My name is Bulma Briefs."

A collective gasp was heard as Mr. Kabate took her hand and shook it with excitement. "Miss. Briefs, it is a pleasure to meet you. But I wonder, why are you here with that menace of a child?" he said pointing and glaring at Gohan.

Bulma glanced back at Gohan who was trying to hold back his laughter, knowing what was coming, but not really caring, Gohan laughed right out loud. The class and Mr. Kabate were shocked at his display. When he calmed, Bulma motioned for Mr. Kabate to sit, and he did, in the front row of the class, and listen.

"I would just like to say FIRST that it is MRS. Briefs." She glared at Mr. Kabate. "Write sweetie?" Vegeta shook his head and detached himself from his mate, taking a step back to allow her to speak. "This is my husband Vegeta and my son Trunks." She said as she gestured behind her. Trunks, who had been standing in front of Gohan, had moved to stand at his father's side. "And you all know Gohan, my God Son." Hushed whispers and shocked gazes fixed on Gohan momentarily before Bulma once again had everyone's attention. "Now, who is Videl." Gohan nearly burst out laughing again at Bulma's expression.

"I am." Videl said softly as she stood.

Bulma eyed her and turned back to Gohan, "Well Gohan, we can finally safely say you have good taste in women." Vegeta snorted as both Gohan and Videl blushed. "You can sit down now Videl, I'll try not embarrass you too much." She turned back to Mr. Kabate. "Sir, I believe you are mistaken about Gohan here. Out of all the people I've ever met, Gohan is the most honest and trustworthy of any of them. Well, except maybe his father."

"Please refrain from speaking of Kakarrot as though he were some sort of man to be revered, it's insulting to the rest of us." Vegeta cut in. Bulma glared at him, but it was Gohan who spoke.

"Am I not mistaken Vegeta, or did my father not save you worthless life on more than one occasion?"

Vegeta's faced turned red as he glared at Gohan who merely smiled. "Calm down Vegeta, you know very well that Gohan is right. Anyway," she said turning back to the class, "I just wanted to let you all know why Gohan was expelled today. This has nothing to do with a boy and a girl sharing a kiss at school. This has to do with an unworthy boy, in the administration's eyes anyway, who has smeared the image of the city 'hero' into something 'human' and that frightens them." She scanned the room, "That, and Gohan's mother, Chi Chi, informed me that she took the time to piss off the principle. But deny it all you like. THAT'S why he has been expelled, it has nothing to do with two kids kissing. It has to do with an image. And I want all of you to know, that this school administration WILL be hearing from my lawyers." She turned to Gohan. "Sorry, Gohan, looks like back to home schooling for you." Gohan shrugged at her and smiled. Bulma turned back to the class. "Goodbye everyone." With that said she left followed closely by Vegeta and Trunks.

Gohan, who still stood in the room, spoke "Excuse me sir, may I please speak to Videl a moment?"

All Mr. Kabate could do was nod. Videl jumped from her chair and pratially ran down the stairs, following Gohan out.

When they got into the hall Gohan closed the door to the classroom. "Gohan!" Bulma's voice called from down the hall. "We'll wait for you outside."

"Thank you Bulma." Gohan yelled back.

Videl tried to smile when Gohan's eyes met hers but couldn't. "I'm going to miss you Gohan." She said as she stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him. He held her too.

"I'll still see you all the time Videl. I mean, you're still going to come to the cookout this weekend right?" Gohan said as he looked down at her.

She looked up at him. "Right." He cupped her face in his hands as he took a step back.

"I have to go." He said quietly.

Videl's continence sank. Gohan, observing this, leaned down and once again brushed his lips against hers. Committing the same sin that he was being expelled for. Videl smiled against him and deepened the kiss, stepping towards him. After a moment he pulled away, breathless, he kissed her forehead and turned around. He walked down the hall in the direction Bulma had gone and disappeared around a corner. Videl watched him go with a smile. 'I can't wait until the cookout!' Videl thought to herself before reentering the classroom.

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