Gohan was leaning back in his chair, biting absently the end of his pencil obvious to Videl's murderous staring. The lecture was absolutely boring. He had learned about this stuff when he was ten for Dende's sake! And he couldn't stop thinking about that strange sensation ten minutes ago. Like a tremor running through the air from the deepest corner of the space…
He continued chewing his pencil in thought and tightened his tail around his waist. The tremor felt like there was suddenly more chi in the universe in general and-
BANG
The door was slammed violently to the wall almost dropping off its hinges. Gohan crashed on his back with a yelp. The students jumped startled and the teacher was ready to yell at the unfortunate soul who dared to come in banging his classroom's door like that! This all happened in second.
" GOHAN PACK YOUR THINGS! WE NEED TO GO NOW!" a man zipped in the classroom. He was dressed in blue gi and boots, and what everybody alost immediately noticed he was nearly carbon copy of Gohan. Or was it maube otherway around? On the floor Gohan groaned. He'd recognize that voice anywhere. Another gig of world saving he assumed rubbing the back of his spiky hair. Well, it had been way too long peaceful around Earth…namely two months since Majin Buu...A shadow fell on him
" Whatta fuck are you doing, brat!" the man with black spiky hair and in blue gi shouted at Gohan and the students stared. The teacher was fuming. How that man dared...
" Anyway…let's go, brat!" the man said grabbing Gohan's wrist and beginning to drag him off to the student's amusement and horror pretty much ignoring everything else. His day was already ruined, anyway, by ablue cat-fish god and he just wanted to get this shit out of the day order.
" Wait a second Mr…" the male teacher screamed enraged, slamming the map stick on the table, profusely breaking it in two. The man turned and glared irritated.
" Mr. Son." Goku said.
" Mr. Son…in which right you drag my student off in middle of the class and barge in here like kid into a candy store with rich, easily manipulated aunt!" The teacher said calmly authority dribbling from his voice. All he got was a blank stare.
" I'm his father, we have a little family crisis going on right now and I could care less about your door. Or class. Or the peace I disturbed. Or the whole...never mind. We're going." Goku replied changed his grip on Gohan to a headlock since the teenager was trying to wriggle away.
" Dad…mind letting me go…!" Gohan asked but was ignored.
" But that still don't give you the right to terrorize your son's education!" The tech yelled putting up his last trump card and getting himself almost blasted by Goku.
" You're a bit of an asshole, aren't you?" the full-blooded Saiyajin said calmly said and zipped off the door dragging Gohan with him, who had lost all the hope for being let go, leaving the room in silence and being spared, if he was still kicking after the up-coming threat, from certain Videl Satan's death glare and cross-interrogation. Not that the glare bothered him. He'd been getting the end of his mother's, father's, Bulma's, Vegeta's death glare his whole life and damn! He even glared himself at people occasionally and probably could stare her under the table anytime if he wanted. Heavens thank for his Saiya-jin heritage.
But when Videl glared...well... his very primitive male Saiya-jin side threatened to surface...
The door shut loudly and the students stared. Was the-class-nerd-Gohan just kidnapped or what?
Videl's eyes narrowed dangerously. That man...she'd seen him somewhere before. And if she really thought about it, the name almost sounded familiar... So that was Gohan's father, huh? After all she had expected his father to be geeky nerd like him with glasses and business suit... But what she got? A man dressed in gi with fighters physique!
Videl glanced around the classroom. The students were talking about the weird man and the tachers was still fuming about the rudeness and now-days parents... It was still half an hour left of the lesson so... Oh whatta Heck! She was Videl Satan! A daughter of a man who had beaten Cell and Majin Buu! (--;)
" Excuse me! Gotta go! An emergency!" she screamed and tore out of the classroom, startling everyone.
" Funny," Erasa frowned. " I didn't hear her watch beep..."
" Nah...don't bother. We were talking and didn't just hear it. No biggie!" Sharpner yawned and began dozing off again. Erasa rolled her eyes and began happily chatting with none in particular.
Videl run out of the school, to the parking lot. They couldn't be that far away! She whipped around trying to locate the weird father-son duo with no luck. She only saw two yellow, fresh trails of the turbo jet in the sky, fading quickly. Funny, she didn't remember hearing one pass by...
Now where she could find those two. Gohan had secrets, that screamed to be exposed and she suspected his father even more... Where did Gohan live again? Ah! Capsule Corporation... The fiery girl had no idea what business Gohan might have there, but what now counted was the knowledge where he possibly was heading...
Videl searched for capsule in her pocket. Finding it, she popped it on the ground and soon her trust-worthy capsule copter emerged from the smoke. She hopped in and headed for the famous or rather infamous, there was always something weird going, like unexplainable exlosions, on and rumor was that Bulma Briefs's husband had been a serial killer and he was an alien. But those were only rumors...
Hell! Next they're gonna claim a bunch of super-strong aliens live there...Videl thought dryly and sped up, zooming forwards like a bullet. Just wait Gohan...Just wait...
The Z senshi gathered in the spacious living room of CC compound abruptly sneezed violently. Goku and Gohan sneezed in middle of flying; Gohan twice.
That's funny...Saiya-jins don't get sick...the half-breed thought and flinged the thought to the back of his mind.
A/N: Sorry it's short, but the next chapter will make up to it! See ya!