Hey there ! This is RagingSaiyan. Coming back with the new chap' !
But first let's make a lil' review section:
Dyton – Well, thanks a lot for your review, man, I was kind of relieved to see that someone likes my crappy stuff! :') You're right about Gohan's cold side, there's no way he's warming too fast. Oh, and for the dream, just wait a bit, 'kay?
Thanks for the guest reviews too, that helps a lot. Now, here comes the real thing, enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I love chocolate… Nah, seriously, I don't own DBZ. Obviously…
Chapter 2: What in the HFIL is this girl?!
In the classroom, the teacher could hardly get the students attention. The poor guy was standing helpless in the middle of the room, not knowing if he had to get angry or not. Some jocks were trying to seduce ladies in the back rows, while a group of nerd guys were discussing and arguing about the last fighting games. The others were just talking randomly about puny things as weather or clothes, and so on. Until…
*Knock, knock* (wow, a noise in a fic :D)
Two soft but powerful knocks on the door caused the people to cease all activity. The teacher realized he had to talk when he heard a third stronger knock.
"Ah! Erm… a… C-…C-Come in!"
The door opened slowly. A young boy, wearing a baggy khaki pair of jeans, a baggy shirt with a black sleeveless vest made his entry, reducing the remaining murmurs to silence.
"Y-You must be the new student, right? Mr… Son, I presume? Well, class, this young man here entered with a… PERFECT GRADE to the admission tests?!"
The students jumped on their seats at their teacher's reaction.
*Well, even I didn't score perfect…* Videl thought. *Another nerd in the class…*
"Hey, Videl…" said a blond girl seating next to her.
"What is it Erasa?"
"Don't you think this guy is the cutest thing you've ever seen in this world? I'd fall for him…"
"You'd fall for any good looking boy Erasa…" she answered calmly. "Plus, I don't think he's really hands-" *Videl, kiss me…*
*Wow, what was that? Wait, I know him… Ohmyfreakinggodnessthisisnotevenpossible!* She thought in horror. *He just looks like my dream… O_O*
"What are you staring at?" A firm voice woke her up.
"What? Oh, s-sorry!"
The new kid was sitting right beside her. She didn't even know she was staring at him the whole time he was climbing the rows, and sat next to her.
"Wait, I saw you this morning, right?" she asked.
"Leave me alone, shorty…" he said as he dived his head into his arms, ignoring the teacher as much as the others. Videl boiled inside, her face got red from the mock. Suddenly, a blond boy, one of the seducers, stood up from his seat next to Videl's and slammed a hand on the desk between Gohan and her.
"Yo, weirdo!" he begun. Gohan didn't even twitch.
"Be careful with the way you're talking to my girl, understood? Or I'll just rip your face off your body!"
"Sharpener, I'm not your girl, moron!" she said angrily. "And you, don't you even dare treat me of shorty ever again, or I, will kill you! Am I clear, you jerk?"
"As clear as a yelling woman could be" he answered calmly. The he shot her a glare that could freeze a flame:
"And could you please stop shouting? My ears are bleeding, you're so loud…"
Videl clenched her fists firmly, ready to throw one in Gohan's face. The bell rang. She didn't wait longer: she rushed to the door and disappeared in the crowd already filling the corridors.
"Good job, cutie!" the one named Erasa said jokingly. "Now you're hated by Videl Satan in the flesh.
-Did you say… Satan? Like that Hercule clown?
"Yeah… Hey! Don't be so rude with Hercule! He saved us from Cell!"
"Yeah, sure…" Gohan said ironically as he remembered that moron being sent flying by Cell in one blow. *What in the HFIL is this girl anyway?* he thought. *Annoying woman…* He walked out of the room at a fast pace, ignoring Erasa and Sharpener. *Time to eat. Ah, man, first good news of the day!*
Videl was calming down in the gym, hitting the punching ball she found here as hard as she could.
"You…-punch- darn…-punch- JERK! -PAM-"
The poor thing went flying. Between two pants, Videl grabbed her towel and wiped the sweat off her face. *That moron looks exactly like the one of my dream… weird .I gotta do something about him. He's hiding something behind his cold face, and I want to know what.*
Gohan was eating on the rooftop. No wonder why: he wouldn't have stand all the others staring at him devouring the table of food his lunch capsule contained. He ended fast enough, too fast for a human actually, capsulised the dishes and lied on the staircase roof, thinking.
*Dad, can you see me? Did you even forgive me for my cockiness?*
"Tch." He rolled on the side. Stop torturing yourself, sweetie would say his mother. *Easier said than done, I suppose… Whoopsie! Bell's gonna ring. Next period is… gym? What a waste of time…* He ran down the stairs.
He arrived right when the last guys left the lockers room. He could change without anyone seeing his well-developed muscles. Once again, he got in a baggy set of long sleeved clothes, and joined the others in the main room.
"Gather round, people!" The teacher shouted. Gohan stayed back, hearing a lot better than his comrades.
"Today, we begin with the MMA program."
"MM-what?" Erasa said innocently (poor thing, hope you don't get to fight in this).
"That means Mixed Martial Arts. With the approaching of the World Tournament, the school director decided to let you learn the basis of self-defense techniques and fighting styles. Here you go, mister teacher!"
A tall man with long black hair and a bunch of scars on the face arrived in the middle of the students.
"Hey there, kids. My name is Yamcha, and I am going to be your best chance of surviving this next month without being too badly injured. I am gonna teach you…"
He stopped when he saw Gohan, his face brightening at the sight of the teenager, but kept on talking because of the death glare he received from him.
"…the very basis of fighting. Well. Those who already experienced a fighting style, just move next to G- I mean, that boy over here. The others stay here, while I give your sempais my instructions."
Counting Gohan, 14 people were standing in the "fighters" corner.
"Well guys, let's begin easy. Basic warm up: stretching (try not to get to fancy, 'kay?), a few jabs to heat up the arms and shoulders, then keep it up with a shadow session (a warm up in martial arts. Basically, you fight your own "shadow"… Wall, you beat the shit out of thin air, if you prefer! :/).
Alright? Now let's go." He turn around and whispered so only Gohan could hear it. "And don't kill them, man…" Gohan sighed, but nodded to his "master's" remark.
On Videl's side, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. *Gohan was actually a martial artist! Interesting. I want to fight him, so I can get my revenge on him for making a fool of me!*
"Class! Gather again!" Yamcha shouted. "You are going to witness a real fight here. Now, since I have the honor of having Miss Satan in my class, let's just let you be the first one to go. The others are going to fight you. The first to defeat you will take the place, like in a 'king of the hill' game. Okay?"
"I get it." She said as she climbed on a World Championship-like ring.
"First to go will be… Ren!" (invented name)
"Let's see who's the stronger, Satan!" Videl's first victim said, a bit too much self-confident.
*The fool* Gohan thought, sitting in the highest chairs. *She's even stronger than her father, idiot. You're only gonna get hurt…*
He had only finished his mental sentence when the guy was sent flying of the ring, falling flat on his back.
"Videl won. Next one will be…" And Yamcha kept sending the teenagers to certain death one after another. Only three remained and…
"Son Gohan, you're next. Good luck, kiddo."
"Yeah, thanks teach." He grinned a little. Videl caught a glimpse of it and thought *Now he smiles… Strange. It was cute though… say what?!* She mentally slapped herself while Gohan stood in front of her.
"Now come at me with all you've got." He said.
"No way you first."
"Come on, bring it on. I know you want to slap me for this morning, so go ahead and try, SHORTY!" he insisted on the last word, half on purpose. It worked too well.
"YOU MORON!" she yelled as she dashed forward, faster than any guys here. *She's annoying, but she's good…* the demi-saiyan thought.
Videl extended her right fist… only to meet nothing but air. *But where..?*
"Over here, slowpoke." Gohan said in her back while yawning, getting Videl even more angry at him.
The others couldn't believe how fast he moved just now. It's like he swapped position within a second.
Suddenly, Videl threw a roundhouse kick, aiming for Gohan's jaw. It missed again. Gohan was now where he was standing before.
"Late again…" He mocked.
He caught her wrists, carried her in the ring, as she couldn't even free herself, and dropped her firmly but not rudely out of the ring. Videl was out.
"Send me stronger guys, Yamcha…-senseï." He almost forgot he wasn't supposed to know him.
"Sharpener? It's your turn to…"
The guy was already charging Gohan.
"You! How dare you do this to my Videl! You can't beat her like this!"
He threw a punch. But Gohan was not as merciful this time: he ducked and punched the jock right into the guts. Sharpener gasped, although the punch was smooth for Gohan. When Sharpener was trying to breath, the teen saiyan took his time to aim properly, and swiftly landed a perfect corkscrew kick right on the back of his opponent's head (Always wanted to see Gohan do it. Just look on youtube to see what a corkscrew is: this is awesome! :D). That kick knocked him out right away, so the poor guy didn't feel his head bang hard on the floor, or see the amazement, awe, and shock in the eyes of his classmates.
"Pff… Looks like I win by K.O., then. If I didn't fight Videl properly, it's because I don't hit girls, idiot…" Videl loosened her muscles a bit when she heard him say that. She almost felt relieved… but:
"…and because she annoys me."
*WHAT?! I hate this guy…* "Next time, you won't go away so easily, Son. Trust me." She said bluntly.
A few hours later, Gohan was home, alredy finished with his homework.
"G'd'night, squirt!" he said to his little brother.
"Yeah… -yawn- good…night…" The kid was sleeping.
*Jeez, such innocence…* Gohan smiled at the scene.
He got out of the room and looked for his mother. She was finishing to wash the dishes.
"Hey mom, I'm just goin' out for a little training."
"Okay. Don't come too late, understood?"
"I'll be there in an hour."
A few minutes later, Gohan was next to the Northern side of mount Paozu, meditating. That exercise was his favorite, one of Piccolo's most efficient mental training.
*That girl…* Gohan lost himself in his thoughts. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
"Yosh!" He stood and got in position. He slowly raised his power to his maximum, until:
"HYAAAH!" In an explosion of lights, he turned Super Saiyan.
"A little… further…" He tapped in his enormous energy pool.
With a war yell, he let all the anger he accumulated these days explode out of his body and ascended one step further for the first time since Bojack came on earth.
"Good… good… Not too clumsy with this form, it seems."
He began his physical training.
Up on the moon…
"Hey bro, look!"
"What is it Khalden?"
"This energy signature is fluctuating like hell!"
One of the red dots on the planet's surface had begun to shine intensely.
"The time is near." Sladek muttered.
"Brother…"
"Yes, Sladek?"
"Call the others. We're going tomorrow to find a shelter on the planet's surface. We'll leave the spaceship to them."
"Sure."
Sladek grinned. *So here you are, son of Kakarot. I found you.*
Then he laughed.
His laughter got lost in the silence of the space…
Here it is. Chapter two, done! Hope you appreciate it! Gohan seems to really dislike Videl… or does he believe he does? Next time: Videl plan to unmask Gohan, and to make him participate in the Tournament. Suspense...?
Well see ya next time :D
(Oh, Logan, si tu lis ça, dis le moi, okay? ;) )