~Dance Dance Dragon Saga~
Chapter 2 – Super Seniors
"It's not going to happen."
"Pleeeeeaaaaase! Come on Videl!"
"No Erasa, I will not ware that thing. Ever."
"But Videeeeellll. You and Gohan should match when you fight crime!"
Videl sighed, rubbing her forehead as her and Erasa walked towards Orange Star School. As if it weren't bad enough that this was the first day of the new school year, Erasa was still on her one woman mission to get Videl to ware her Saiyagirl outfit. Needless to say it wasn't going to happen.
As the two closed in on their destination, the group grew up by one when Sharpner came around the corner to meet them at an intersection. "Ah, long time no see V. How's everything going?"
"Don't even start with me, not now."
Erasa blinked, looking from her annoyed friend to Sharpner. "What's got her so upset?"
"Didn't you feel the earth rumble a few days ago? I heard Gohan and Videl were having one last big training fight before school started up again. Looks like Videl lost again."
Growling, Videl balled her fists as she tried to hold down her frustration. "It's not fair! He's just been doing this longer, its the only reason he's better than me!"
"Sounds like a good reason for someone to be stronger to me." said Sharpner. Videl acted like she didn't hear him, and the group continued on till they were nearing the front gate of the school.
It was then that Videl's head popped up, looking behind them. Sharpner and Erasa stopped as well, wondering what Videl was looking for. Approximately four point three seconds later a blur shot up and stopped behind them.
"Gohan..?"
"Hey Videl, everyone. Ready for school?"
"Well, ya we are Books, but why are you in such a rush for?"
Gohan smiled, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, mom got mad at me for saving the world again, so I've been doing a lot of homework lately to make sure she kept cooking for me."
The three friends just looked at Gohan, blinking a few times. Erasa giggled eventually, turning towards the school. "I never new being a hero was so hard."
"Man Books, you live in one messed up world, you know that?"
Videl just shook her head, the group of four rounding the corner to the school yard. A sudden shiver ran up Gohan's spine, an impending sense of danger catching is attention. Looking around, the eyes of everyone around them was on him. The others noticed it as well, the group slowing making their way into the school.
It was the same inside as well, everyone was staring, whispering to one another while glancing specificity at Gohan. Once they reached their lockers, they found a startling sight to say the least. Gohan's locker had been beat to hell and back, with words written in black marker saying things like 'stay home weirdo' and 'saiya-freak' all over it.
"That's horrible! Who could have did this?" Erasa covered her mouth, scared that people at their school were so violent. Videl glanced around, the people in the hallway turning away. Sharpner put his hand on Gohan's shoulder, supporting the tall boy.
"Don't listen to them, you're fine."
Gohan just shrugged it off. "Its no biggy. I got you guys here. Though, this was why I was trying to keep it a secret."
Putting his hand on the dented locker, the poor beaten door finally gave way falling to the ground followed by pink and white notes all with hearts all over them. Blinking, Gohan reached down to pick up a random note to read.
Videl's face instantly turned red, just how many love letters could there be? And from who? Her head whipped around faster this time, looking for the culprits only for everyone to once again turn away. Sharpner picked up one as well, both Gohan and him opening them. The notes went into rather extreme detail that couldn't be reproduced in a T rated story about things the females in question wished to do with Gohan. Gohan's face shot red, smoke coming from his ears as his hands started to shake from the shock...and the detail.
Sharpner burst out laughing, slapping Gohan on his back. "Books! You dog you!"
Erasa blinked, picking up the one Gohan had read and subsequently dropped, blinking a few times curiously. Videl quickly moved to her friends side, both of them reading the note in question.
-DBZ-
Bardock was currently sitting down at a table, dressed in earthling clothes. A black muscle shirt along with gray warm up pants. He kept scratching at them, but they were a gift from the Prince's woman, so he had to use them. Out of respect of course, but he wasn't about to take off his red headband for anything. His son, dressed comfortably in his orange gi, was sitting across from him on the table, talking to his grandson Goten whom was dressed like Goku. Glancing over, Bardock looked at his son's own woman. Dressed in bright colors, she looked like a doll.
He knew better though, his first encounter with this Chi-Chi had taught him that she knew the main weakness of the saiyan race. Frying pans. The odds that the same tools used in space were used here on earth seemed extreme...yet there the weapon was. Maybe all that mumbo jumbo the Prince had told his woman about what that Supreme Kai had said was true, and the Saiyan and human races were related.
At any rate, he was hungry, and his son's woman was making a feast worthy of royalty back on Planet Vegeta. Just as Chi-Chi was about to start moving the food to the table...a distant far off voice reached all the Saiyan's ears.
"...aaaaaaAAAAAHHHHH!"
Startled to say the least, they all turned towards the noise wondering what it could be.
-DBZ-
"Videl, you can't use a energy blast of that size! You'll blow up the school!"
"Get out of my way Gohan! I'm burning them all!"
"But that's inconsiderate of their feelings! And you'll blow up the school!"
"Oh, so you actually care what people think about you if it happens to be girls fawning over you?"
"T-that's not it!"
Sharpner and Erasa, along with a large portion of the student body, were currently watch Videl and Gohan pushing against a white ball of energy between them.
"Shouldn't we help Gohan stop her?"
"You can Erasa...but Videl has no problem hitting me so I'd rather let Gohan handle it. He's strong enough to survive a punch...maybe."
"Maybe?"
"You ever hear the expression that the man is the head of the family, but the woman is the neck?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"If the head tries to do something the neck doesn't like...bad things are going to happen to the spine."
"...I don't really get it...but whatever."
Finally, Videl let the white energy ball fade to nothing. Turning quickly, the short girl stomped off leaving Gohan to his current position, between a rock and a hard place. Curse his niceness, now he had countless love letters to answer no to and he had to talk to the school about fixing his locker.
Maybe he shouldn't have revealed himself at the World Martial Art's Tournament after all.
After dropping their stuff off at their lockers, the three followed after Videl to the class listing. There was a crowd gathered there, but as soon as Videl and Gohan showed up the mass of people parted, their attention focused on the two fighters rather than what room they would be in.
Looking up, they all found their names under 3-A. Gohan smiled, sighing happily. "Thank goodness. I was worried I wouldn't be in the same class as you guys this year."
Sharper scratched the side of his head, his face contorted as if he were thinking. "It is lucky that we all got in the same class again. That doesn't happen to often."
Videl turned, her face clearly showing she was still pissed off. The three watched her walk down the hallway towards the stairs to get to the third floor, the students making way when they saw her steaming at the ears.
"Man Books, you really really pissed her off." Sharpner glanced up at the depressed super hero, Erasa chasing after Videl as Gohan tried to force a smile to Sharpner and fallow after.
Soon the four arrived at their new room, 3-A, and they sat down in the same formation as the year before. From left to right; Sharpner, Videl, Erasa, and finally poor Gohan. The green fox Konkichi was standing in front of the class, getting ready for his speech.
"Ahem. Welcome seniors, my name is Konkichi and I'll be you're homeroom teacher for your final year. I know you'll all want to be as lazy as possible since this is you're last year, but we have to make sure to at least get those who want to into college. So no slacken off to much, ya hear?"
The class snickered, obviously their plans for their final year clearly all ready imprinted into their minds. Konkichi sighed, knowing full well his words were falling on deft ears. A sudden high pitched beeping caught the classes attention however, and they all turned towards Videl. The girl reached for her wrist and pressed the button on the watch-like device.
"Go ahead Chief."
Through the crackles and the static, the voice of a middle aged man came through from the other end. "Videl! We have a group of hijackers who took over a tour bus! They're demanding straight cash in the amount of 100,000 zenny!"
Videl was up in an instant and rushed down the stairs to the door. "Sorry teach, I gotta run!"
"Right right, don't hurt them to much."
It was quiet for a while after Videl left, like the room was expecting something. Gohan seemed slightly oblivious however, in that he could tell something was up when most everyone was glancing at him but for the life of him couldn't figure out why.
Erasa finally leaned over and whispered to Gohan. "Aren't you going to go after her?"
"Hmm?" whispered back Gohan, "Why should I? She's nearly as strong as I am now, she doesn't need me there for her to be safe anymore."
Konkichi sighed, again, his fox ears able to clearly hear what they were talking about. "Gohan, its not her we're worried about. Its the criminals."
Gohan perked up, looking at his teacher. A few seconds later, it finally clicked in his head. "Oh...oh! I gotta...erm...go to the bathroom!"
"...you can go Gohan."
"Thank you!"
Rushing out, Gohan took off towards the roof of the school while the students back in the room along with the teacher slapped their faces out of amazement.
Upon reaching the roof, Gohan sneakily hid behind the smaller wall where the stares came to the roof. Pressing the button on his own wrist-watch, a bright light outlined his body as his cloths started to change. As the bright light faded, the hero of Satan City emerged.
Saiyaman has returned, helmet and all.
-DBZ-
Videl was quick to arrive. No longer needing to take her slow jet copter to her get to the crime scenes, she was there within seconds. She cracked her knuckles as she looked down from a skyscraper at the situation going on below. She needed something to take her aggression out on, and some lowly criminal scum was just what the doctor ordered.
Just as Videl took off towards the bus below, Gohan was closing in with his mind currently trying to come up with the best pose for his reintroduction into the superhero biz.
-DBZ-
Far away in West City, the workers at Capsule Corp were working hard with the many inventions they were currently developing. Something was going on, something very evil, was happening just at their feet. Tools were being taken to the large forest observatory room in secret. And in that observatory, under a bush, two glowing red eyes looked over what it was re-creating...
Author's Annotation:
And so the new story begins. Not to much of what one would call plot, but it'll pick up eventually. Gotta set everything up first though. I'm looking forward to it just as much as everyone else out there reading. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I will.
This story will continue on with a similar writing style as Talent and Potential had. Serious when it needs to be, funny when it doesn't, and twists when I feel they fit. I know a few people were turned off with the last story when I abused the fourth wall, and at this point I can't say if I'll do the same with this story, but I'll continue to be funny like that. I'm really trying to capture what dbz was, and I think that's what is missing in a lot of other fics here. There are some really great GohanxVidel fics out there, but many of them are either completely serious or only humorous, ya know? Dbz was both things, and I think that's why those fics just seem to be using the names and personalities to me. So with my fics, I'm going to keep a hold on that dbz humor that at times bends the fourth wall, while also keeping with the seriously epic fights that also make up dbz.
On a more personal note, I recently sent an application along with two stories to the company called Bethesda, known for making Morrowind, Oblivion, Fallout 3, and soon to be Skyrim. I applied for and hope to receive the quest designer position. Basically the job consists of writing quests and other story-lines for the games they make. If you all would be so kind, I would like to receive your best wishes for me in this attempt to get this job. I'm really nervous about it, and I have been checking my email religiously about it, but there is no word as of yet. Please wish me luck, I need all I can get. Thank you!
