A/N: Well… Another chapter is ready for all of you!! Sorry about the wait, but I just have been unusually busy… And for that, I apologize to you all. The good news is that I have about 2 more chapters written, I just need to type them and post them… So hopefully that will get done quickly. I really hate making you all wait like that…
But anyways… How is everything? Everyone doing good? I hope so… The good news is that I have some pretty good twists and such in plan for Part III, so I hope that everyone is getting ready for it… I better not say anything else, or I might give something away… Anywho… I'm out of things to say, so on to the Reviews!!
ClassicBeauty: I like Videl also, her and Gohan are my favorites (obviously)… But you should be glad to know that we will be seeing much more of her from this point on. And as far as plot wise, there may be some similarities to the series, but then again, I may have a few twists up my sleeves haha… And at this point, it is a month before the beginning of the Saiyaman Saga from the series… so that puts him at 16 (or 17 if you count the year in the ROSAT)… but anyways, enjoy the chapter!!
Ryota: YAY!! You put the monsters away!! That make me happy Videl is PR is pretty funny… but obviously Mr. Satan is to ahem dense to figure it out? (Can u tell I'm not a Satan fan?). And I hope that you like this chapter enough to keep those punks on your heel!! Haha… anyways, enjoy!!
Mecrolos: Sorry about it being so short… but I always find the beginnings more difficult to write… But once the story starts to build, it should all flow a lot more easily… Anyways, enjoy!!
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Well that's all for now… I only got 4 reviews last chapter… So anyways…. Enough with the suspense, on to the chapter!!
Last Time:
"I didn't want anything that we have here. Now leave me alone, I'm going to bed!" she half shouted as she opened her door and slammed it behind her.
Alone in her room, she changed back into her pajamas and got into bed.
'I have to be more careful,' she thought as she felt sleep starting to pull at her again. 'And who are the Raptors?' was her final thought as she fell back into her slumber
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It had been a quiet five months since that day, and although the first week was crazy, it slowed soon considerably after that.
The half Saiyan teen hadn't been outside much since that day, only a few times. Most were to press conferences and other things like that. After all, the Brief's family had a name to protect.
The people asking the questions were vicious, firing them at lightning speeds and from all angles.
He had told Bulma what happened when he woke up, but she already knew something was going on by all the people on her front lawn asking questions. At first, she didn't understand, they kept asking about her oldest son, but she only had one…
Until it hit her… Gohan. Then she told them of her "nephew," and how he was asleep, and how they would have to come back later. But they didn't listen to her, they wouldn't leave.
So she left them on the lawn until Gohan woke up.
So once he woke up and told her what had happened, she arranged a formal press conference and a few meetings with the press.
Gohan came along to them, but Bulma did most of the talking. She was so much better than him at things like that. He only talked when directly asked a question, which wasn't very often.
The most commonly asked question was about how he disappeared. She explained it as an invention in the test phase, but not many of the reporters seemed to buy that explanation. That must have been why they asked that same question so many times.
But Bulma had lived a great portion of her life in this type of spot light. She never once faltered. Gohan had felt himself stutter a few times, but Bulma was always there to back him up.
But since that commotion died down, it was quiet. The reporters stopped coming around, but the few times he went outside, he was still easily recognized.
I guess an event like that doesn't go easily forgotten.
That is why he had spent so much time indoors.
It also gave him lots of time to think. He had been working on creating something to help him not be noticed, something to hide who he is, but he couldn't quite get it right. Something about it just wouldn't work. Maybe he would have to ask Bulma for some help with it, she was good at figuring out those kinds of things.
But he would have to worry about that later, because he had an appointment today with a counselor from Orange Star High.
He had come up with that plan a few weeks ago. Since he couldn't go to the high school in Capital City, he had started looking at the neighboring cities. It was unfortunate that his local school served all the closest neighboring cities.
The next nearest one was over 500 miles outside of Capital City and the cluster of cities that surrounds it. It was called Orange Star High in Satan City. So he made an appointment to talk to one of the counselors about what he would need to do to attend.
He had to be there by 1:00 pm. He looked at his watch. "Damn…" he mumbled, "it's already 12:30, I better get moving."
He walked out of the back door of the Capsule Corp building being as careful as he could not to alert any of the others that he was leaving.
He pushed his power even further down and ran out the gate towards the edge of the city. Once he was a good distance from the house, he went into an alley and took off into the air.
He looked at his watch again, "I only have 20 minutes to get there!"
A faint bluish white glow exploded around him around him as he accelerated his flight speed. Trees passed by under him looking only like a light blur.
The city became visible on the edge of the horizon. Once he was over the city, he stopped to a hover and looked for the building. The city had grown since the last time he was here. It was the nearest town to his old house, so he and his mother would go here when ever she needed to go shopping.
But he had never gone looking for the school, so he had no idea where it was. And he wasn't getting any closer to finding it. He had to land and ask some one for help.
He found an empty alley and quickly touched down.
He ran out of the alley and up to the first person he saw. "Excuse me, where is Orange Star High?" he asked as politely as he could.
The lady pointed to her right. "Two blocks down, turn right on the third street, then it's another two blocks up on the left. It is the big tan building that says 'Orange Star High,' you can't miss it."
"Thanks," he shouted over his shoulder as he took off running. He didn't have much time left.
As he ran through the front door, he glanced down at his watch. He only had a few more minutes to find the office. He followed the signs to the office and the secretary jumped when he burst through the door.
"I'm here to see Ms. Kirkland," he said as he closed the door behind himself. The secretary paged the counselor and asked him to take a seat.
After a minute of waiting in silence, the counselor came out. "Mr. Son?" she said in a gentle voice. He stood up. She looked at him and smiled, "Follow me please."
She was an older lady, a little short, with an average build. Her hair was a light shade of red with large patches and streaks of silver. In her younger days, she must have been the type all the boys fought over.
He followed her into her office and she motioned to the chair opposite her own at her desk, and then took a seat in her own chair.
"What can I help you with, Mr. Son?" she asked with a slight smile.
"I would like to attend Orange Star High," he answered politely.
"Ok, where did you attend Junior High?"
"I didn't, I was home schooled." He responded.
"Well, I'm sorry you came out here, Mr. Son, but we have very high standards here." She answered as she turned her head away from Gohan.
"Is there any other option? I came all the way from Capital City to be here today," he pleaded.
"I'm sorry, I can't," she responded as she started to spin her chair away from Gohan.
"What if I brought you a letter from Mrs. Briefs of Capsule Corp?"
She spun in her chair back to Gohan and looked at the book shelf next to him. She pulled out a black binder that said forms on the spine. She set it down, opened it up, and pulled out a packet of papers. She handed them to him. "Bring this back filled out with the letter by the end of this week, and then we will talk some more, ok?"
He took the papers and walked out.
He sat on the steps to the building and thumbed through the papers. Parent's names, address, education, his story… Wow, this is a lot of information that they needed; almost 20 pages.
Now, he needed to get a letter from Bulma, which could be tricky. How could he get it from her? Maybe she would understand? He would have to think about a way to break it to her.
Too bad he didn't have a pen, or he could have started filling them out right now. He would need quite a bit of time to do it
He stood up and walked away from the building. He walked around looking at the local stores for any shops he might need. He found some restaurants, coffee shops, grocery stores, office supply stores…
And as he wandered, he happened upon a huge fenced off house with a giant glowing and flashing neon sign that said Satan.
"No…" Gohan gasped as he watched the sign flash, "Is it him? That Jerk?"
Who else could it be? No one else is that conceited.
As he stood there, he heard some foot steps behind him and a short black haired girl walked past him, through the gates, and up to the house.
"Who was that?" he asked the gate.
"Why, that is Videl Satan," answered a soft voice from behind.
"Who?" he turned to see a small old lady behind him.
"Videl Satan, Hercule's daughter. I'm surprised you didn't know her, she's about your age." She answered.
'Wow, that loser has a daughter?' he smirked as the thought of him being a father ran trough his mind. "Oh, of course, Videl. I didn't recognize her, haha," he chuckled nervously.
"What an odd person," the old lady scoffed as she walked off.
He continued on his stroll through the city.
After a while, he looked at his watch. "Oh man, it's almost 6!" he said as he ran into an alley and took off into the sky headed for home.
He landed outside his house and went inside. He needed to find Bulma. He searched and found her in her lab, no surprise there.
"Hey, Bulma," he said, startling the woman from her work. "I have a question for you."
"Yeah, sure kid, what is it?" she said as she looked up from her table.
"I need you to write a letter for me," he said as his hand instinctively found its way to the back of his neck. Her silent stare prompted him to continue. "I need a letter of recommendation."
"Oh really? What for?" she asked as she gave him a suspicious look and folded her arms across her chest.
"For… Uh…" he started as his hand rubbed violently on the back of his neck. Oh why not… "So I can get into Orange Star High." He finished
"Ok, when do you need it by?" she countered as she went back to work.
"That's it?" he asked, confused by the fact the she needed no persuasion at all.
"Yeah, I think that school would be a great thing for you. It's a great place to meet people and make friends."
Gohan was still so shocked that he didn't know what to say.
Gohan's stunned silence prompted her to continue. "My only recommendation to you is the same as always: be careful about not using your powers in public, most people won't understand. When do you need it by?" she asked again.
"By the end of the week, but I guess whenever you have time to write it," he said unsure.
"Ok, I'll get it for you tonight so you can take it in tomorrow," she said with a smile as she looked up from her work.
"Thanks!" was his enthusiastic response. "Oh, one more thing. I'm going to need your help with the application papers. They want an employer of my parents and lots of other background information. I was hoping you could help me with those."
"Yeah, sure thing," she said as she put down her work.
He sat at the bench next to her and started filling out the papers. When they finished, Bulma said that she would make matching files in Capsule Corp's employment records so if anyone ever checked, she would have backup for it.
After dinner, she gave him the letter and told him to take it to the school tomorrow.
The next day he headed back towards Satan City with his letter and application packet in a small black backpack. Like last time, he landed in a dark and empty alley a few blocks from the school.
He quickly walked through the streets headed towards what he hoped would make his life more normal. When he reached the steps to the front door, he paused for a second. 'Do I really want to do this?' he thought. "What if something happens again that forces me to use my power? I would need some way to hide who I am if that were to happen.'
He ascended the steps and headed for the counselor's office.
He checked in with the secretary and sat down. After a few minutes, Ms. Kirkland came out and called him into her office. He took a seat like he did that day before.
Ms. Kirkland took her seat and stared at Gohan, waiting for him to speak first.
He got the hint, although it took a few seconds of awkward silence. "Oh, I have your papers here," he said as he opened his bag and dug out the small novel of an application and handed it to her.
She thumbed through it, making sure everything was filled out. A grunt here, a mark there, turn the page. Another grunt, another mark, turn the page. It went like that for several minutes until she reached the end. "Where is the letter?" she asked.
"Oh yea, it's right here," he said as he pulled it from his bag and handed it to her.
She read the entire thing, twice, then picked up the receiver to her phone and punched in a few numbers. After a few seconds of silence, she said "Capital City." Another slight pause, "Capsule Corp." There was another section of silence. "Hello, this is Jennifer Kirkland. I am a counselor at Orange Star High School in Satan City. I have a letter from Ms. Bulma Briefs regarding an applicant named Gohan Son, Would Ms. Briefs be available to talk to?" A pause, "I would need to verify the letter." There was another break for about a minute. "Hello, Ms Briefs? I am Jennifer Kirkland-" she stopped mid sentence. "Oh… I see, your secretary already told you-" Again she stopped mid sentence. "Yes, I understand that you are a very busy person, but this will only take a second-" Again, stopped mid sentence. "Yes, I understand. Did you in fact write this letter? Did you mean everything you wrote?" She paused for a second, and Gohan could swear he heard Bulma yelling through the phone. "I'm sorry, I apologize. Thank you for your time, Ms. Briefs Good bye." She hung up the phone.
A small smirk found its way to his face. "How'd it go?" he asked sarcastically.
The elderly counselor let out a sigh as she folded her hands on the desk again. "Well, it seems that you meet all the requirements but one. Since you have no testing history, you will need to comeback and take the entrance exams. They are Wednesday next week in the MPR, and the doors lock at noon sharp. If you are late, you don't get in. Do you have any questions?"
Gohan shook his head.
"Ok then. When we receive your test scores, I will give you a call."
"Thank you," Gohan said as he stood and left the office.
'I'm going to have to ask Bulma about that conversation,' he thought as he walked out of the school, found an empty alley, and took off towards home.