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What's Her Problem?

Chapter 2: Identity Problems

I showed up late! My first day of school, and I'm late. I don't really mind so much myself, but if they tell my mom… I literally shudder at the thought of the lump the Frying Pan will leave. After getting my schedule from the front office, I started down the main hallway to Room 201, English class. I hesitated outside the door. What would the teacher say about showing up late my first day? What excuse could I use? He saw me peeking into the classroom and came to open the door. I was still trying to think up a good story.

"Are you Gohan Son? I'm Mr. Lettuce, and you're late, young man," the old teacher said quietly. He was a couple inches shorter than me, with white hair and mustache, and a plain gray suit. He didn't glare at me, and his voice just seemed more tired than annoyed. I decided to try the "truthful" approach.

"Y-Yes, Sir, I'm Gohan. I apologize for being late. There was a bank robbery this morning right on my way to school, and I had to wait until the situation was cleared up before I could pass." That was true; I just didn't have to tell him that I was the one who took care of it. He looked at me a moment longer, shrugged his slumped shoulders, and told me to come in. I followed him into the classroom, and I was a little surprised at all the noise. I silently thanked Dende that my mom wasn't teaching. She doesn't allow lots of noise, and I had a brief image of her whacking kids left and right with the Pan. I thanked Dende again.

"Quiet down, all of you, quiet down," Mr. Lettuce droned is the same tired voice. I didn't think the class had even heard him, but I was shocked to see that they all immediately shushed up. "We have a new student today. This is Gohan Son. He's already late, but you could all really learn something from him. He made perfect scores on his entrance exams. Introduce yourself to the class, Mr. Son."

"Hello! It's nice to meet you all," I said with a bow. "As Mr. Lettuce said, my name is Gohan. I'm a pretty private person, so I won't be answering too many questions." As I looked out over the class, I used my super-sensitive hearing to listen in on the whispers about me.

"God! He's gorgeous!"

"He looks so good!"

"Where's he been all my life?" Those were a few of the female whispers. The guys, however, weren't so impressed.

"He's not badly built, but he's a nerd with his perfect scores. I bet I could take him easy…" Then my super-hearing got blasted by a yell, and I would have dropped to my knees in pain, but I'm a Saiyan, so I couldn't afford to look weak, even if none of the others were around.

"Yoo-hoo! Hey, Handsome! Come on up here and sit by me!" the voice came from way up near the top of the classroom, from a hot blonde with sparkling green eyes. As I started to make my way up to her, I could overhear the other girls saying some less-than-respectful things about her for having gotten my attention first. I decided to stop listening in on people.

"My name is Erasa! I'm a Scorpio. I love shopping, clothes, fashion, boys, and just being in-the-know. You're more than welcome to stare, but don't ever think you can touch. I know I'm attractive, but I am NOT easy." Wow! She said all that in one breath! I looked her over, and I liked what I saw. She was wearing white sandals, a bright green, very short skirt, and a yellow tube top. My eyes lingered on her body for just a moment, and then made my way up to her face. She had small, slightly pouty lips that were a nice pink, a short, cute nose, and very sincere eyes. She must have noticed my appraisal of her, because she blushed a bit, but it only made her look even cuter. "Gosh, Gohan, you sure did take my invite to stare."

"I like what I see," I simply stated as I took the seat beside her. She blushed again, and I could tell that she had plenty of confidence, but she was also a very sweet and innocent girl. I liked her already.

"So, Brains, what are you doin' staring at my girl like that, huh?" came a male voice from up and behind me. I turned to see a blonde guy with long hair, his face sporting a cocky expression. He had his arms crossed and I guess he was trying to exude an intimidating air. I. Wasn't. Impressed. I was about to respond, but Erasa beat me to it.

"Shut up, Sharpie! I am not your girl. And he's staring because I said he could! If you don't drop the macho I'll tell Videl to beat the crap out of you during lunch. And you know she will, too! Don't mind him, Gohan. That's Sharpener. He thinks he's Kami's gift to women."

"Videl? Who's that?" I asked curiously. A regular human girl strong enough to beat up a guy who obviously works out? She must be a beast!

"She's my best friend. She's also running late this morning. I guess she had work to do – oh, wait, there she is now! Hey Vi!" Erasa said happily. I turned to look down at the door to the class, and my jaw dropped. It was her! That crazy, nosy brat from the bank robbery! I looked away as she came up towards us, covering my face with my arms and trying to pretend to be asleep. She came around behind me and took the seat on the other side of Erasa, cursing under her breath about me from our earlier encounter.

"What's the matter, girl? You look majorly upset about something?" Erasa asked worriedly. I could tell she really cared about whatever was bugging Videl. Too bad she was about to find out that I was the root of Videl's problem.

"I went to stop that bank robbery this morning, but the Gold Fighter beat me to it again!" Videl groaned, obviously frustrated. "I wish he'd go away. Saving Satan City is my job, and this is the third time he's shown up, stopped the crime, and been gone before I even get there!" I realized she must have been referring to the other two times I came to Satan City to take the exams and to register for classes. I didn't care that I'd shown her up. I didn't even know she was a crime fighter. I just stopped those crimes because I happened to be nearby at the time and because it was the right thing to do.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but you still didn't get to see what he looked like? No one even gave you a description?"

"No, the bystanders all say he moved too fast today. The only reason they knew it was him was because of the gold flashes of light as he took out the crooks. I wish I knew who he was and how he can move so fast! And I don't trust him!" Videl whispered viciously. "He won't let anyone see his face and he won't make himself known to the public! He must be hiding something. He's probably planning to pull a heist of his own and is just eliminating all his competition! With powers like those guys from the Cell Games, who could stop him?"

I couldn't believe this brat! I've done nothing but protect this planet since I was four years old, and she has the nerve to accuse me of being a common criminal just because I don't want to be in the limelight like that Hercule Satan idiot! It took all my self-control not to let her have a piece of my mind. Then Erasa spoke up again and the conversation took an interesting turn.

"Powers? So you really think those guys from the Cell Games had real powers and they weren't just tricks like your dad said?" Her dad? Wait, don't tell me…

"Of course they were tricks! No normal person can do that, and if Mr. Satan says they're tricks, then that's that!" Sharpener protested. So, that lying, afro-headed fool really has people eating out of his hands, huh? But why did he have everyone else fooled, and not his own daughter?

"Dad may be right, but I've watched those tapes hundreds of times. Every time one of those "light tricks" touched the ground there were explosions. Cell and those Gold Fighters couldn't have set up bombs in all those random places like that. They had to be real," Videl muttered to Erasa. Well, as much as I couldn't stand this nosy girl and her brainless father, I at least admired that she had the common sense to not just take everything he said at face value. But that presented another problem as well. If she was still investigating the fighters from the Cell Games, then I couldn't show up as a Super Saiyan anymore. I'll have to talk to Bulma…

I should have been paying more attention to their conversation, because before I knew it, Erasa was introducing me to Videl. My head was still down, but when she said my name, I looked up, and that's when the real problems started.

"Oh, Videl, let me introduce you to Gohan Son. He's new here and he's really smart! He's the only person other than you to ace the entrance exams!" Erasa explained proudly. I looked up without having paid attention, and when I locked eyes with Videl, my heart skipped a beat. I could lose myself forever in those blue orbs. Too bad for me, Videl didn't get so easily distracted.

"You! You're that bastard I fought this morning! What in the hell are you doing here?" She shrieked at me, pointing and standing in the same instant. Naturally, she caught the whole class' attention, and even Mr. Lettuce paused his lecture to hear the exchange.

"I go to school here, and I'm no bastard," I answered coolly. "And you should watch your manners. It's not nice to point at people."

"Calm down, Videl. He's new here, and what do you mean you fought him this morning? He can't fight. Sure, he's a bit built, but he's a total nerd!" Sharpener piped up from the back row.

"You fought Videl, Gohan? And you're still conscious? What happened?" Erasa questioned, apparently confused. The whole class was waiting for me to say something, not that I cared, but it still didn't look like I could walk away from this without an explanation. So I gave them all the truth.

"It wasn't a fight. She attacked me, and I stopped her. She'd started screaming at me and asking me all kinds of questions, but didn't give me a chance to even say anything before she lunged at me. Isn't that about right, Ms. Satan?" I finished pointedly. I hadn't raised my voice at all, but I felt myself getting angry about the situation all over again. She had a lot of nerve questioning me considering who her father is and what he'd done!

"I waited for you to answer me, but you just stared at me like an idiot for almost a whole minute! So I decided to wake you up, since your brain was obviously asleep!" She retorted. "And you never answered my questions! No one walks away from me until I'm done with them!" She was screaming again, and I could tell she was about to jump at me again.

"I don't answer to you! And you should be thanking me! You would have broken your ass-bone if I hadn't caught you," I smirked at her, watching her face redden at the mention of our "position" this morning before I'd left. I didn't really want all this attention, but my anger at her attitude and her lineage had pushed my buttons. And why couldn't I stop looking into her eyes? She launched herself at me. Again? She really needs to learn her lesson. As she threw punch after punch, I simply dodged every attack. I heard the class gasping in shock. Videl Satan couldn't land a single punch on this new guy? What the hell was going on here? Even Mr. Lettuce was stunned into silence. I decided to end the situation. Besides, the class bell was going to ring in about 30 seconds.

"Damn you!" Videl shouted, sweat pouring down her face. She flipped over me, bounced off the wall, and came at me with a flying kick. "No one toys with Videl Satan!" I hadn't even turned around. I simply ducked down, letting her sail right over me. Just as she passed, I grabbed her around the middle and held her there next to me, the whole class nearly collapsing in surprise.

"Please stop," I said in her ear. "I already told you this morning that you are outclassed. What's your problem?"

"You!" she hissed back. "You think you can do this to me? I don't care what you're hiding, I'll find it and I'll make sure everyone knows it! Let go of me!" She struggled hard, but I held her still. Only a few more seconds until the bell.

"What makes you think I'm hiding anything? I just don't like people asking me questions because I like to keep to myself and I like privacy. You're being childish. Stop now or I will make you stop," I told her. The class looked at her questioningly. Was Videl Satan really going to stop? This guy does seem abnormally strong and she couldn't touch him. Now he had her at a disadvantage. What are you going to do, Videl?

I let her go and the bell rang, but no one moved. The whole class waited for Videl to respond. I grabbed my backpack off the floor and started down to the classroom door when I heard a collective gasp and a shout.

"I told you, you're not walking away from me until I'm done with you!" Videl raged. Fine! I'd tried to warn her! Looking over my shoulder, I saw her in midair, right fist drawn back and trying to hit me in the back again. Didn't she learn the first time that it wouldn't work? I let her get right in front of me, her fist mere centimeters from my face, when I stepped to the side. As she landed, I brought my hand down on the back of her neck in a light chop. That's all it took, and the daughter of the "World Chump" took a nap. I caught her before she hit the ground and laid her down gently.

"You should have left me alone. Maybe now you will once you wake up," I spoke sadly. It hurt me that she was such a boastful, proud person. I 'd learned the price of pride seven years ago, and I'll never forget it. I walked out of the room to my next class, leaving Mr. Lettuce and the other students in shock, awe, and a little fear…