Alright, time for the third chapter! Sorry it took so long, guys! I couldn't figure out how I wanted this chapter to go because there's a lot of unclear details I have for the story. Honestly, I'm just writing the story as I go, and spoilers, but from my current plan, the end of the story WON'T end up with Gohan making up with the rest of the group. Sorry if that's the way you guys wanted it to go, but it's not happening. I don't really like it when stories like this suddenly make Gohan forgive the group at the drop of a hat. Unless I can think of a really, REALLY good reason and execution for it, it won't be happening.
Another note before we start. I had a few people PM me asking when I would update. Not naming names, but you know who you are. The answer is always going to be "When the chapter is done.", and messaging me about it won't make me get it done any faster. So please don't. The story will be at the very least finished eventually. Hopefully by the end of this month if I get down to it. No promises. Anyway, enough of that. Let's go!
Gohan groaned from his spaceship, as yet another planet blew up due to his accidental misfiring. Not that it happened often, it was just annoying to have to find another planet to train on. Before he yet again commenced the search for another planet to train on (They weren't easy to find. A lot of them were uninhabitable.), he quickly checked the calendar to check how long had passed. He was slightly taken aback when he realised it had been almost six years since he had left.
Over the past few years, he had grown even stronger than when he had left. His feelings for the fighters back on Earth hadn't changed though. They would still be weaklings too, most likely. Nothing they could do would ever change that. Gohan knew he was probably one of the strongest beings in the universe, bar the Gods of Destruction.
He'd long since figured out how to condense his power to keep it inside himself when he powered up, so no more earthquakes or planet-destroying just by powering up. He was quite glad for that. The first and second planets he'd been on had broken apart simply from him powering up to his maximum at the time.
His storage space had also expanded. While from the start it could hold approximately the size of a small house, now it could hold the volume of a mansion. It had slowly grown larger as he had gotten stronger, so he was happy that he would most likely never run out of space. It was probably the most useful of his abilities.
Thankfully, he had also discovered that the beacons for his teleportation ability didn't expire either. Every now and again, he had teleported back to Earth to have a look at the goings on, making sure he wasn't seen by any of the fighters.
It hadn't been long before he found out about the 'Great Hercule Satan' and how they had renamed an entire city after him. To say he was annoyed at the news would be the understatement of the century. He was pissed. That fraud had taken his credit for killing a threat to the world, possibly the entire universe, and that guy had brushed it off as nothing but 'light tricks' without even feeling the slightest bit guilty!
On that particular stay, he'd done some quick research and found out that Mr. Satan was also the most recent World Martial Arts Tournament champion. Didn't that guy have enough money already because of that? Gohan simply mused that it was human nature, to be so greedy. He was lucky only to be half-human because of his Saiyan heritage.
Sighing, Gohan resigned himself to returning to Earth for good, seeing as he still needed to fulfil the promise to his mother, aside from the fact that finding another planet this late would take too much time, and by the time he did he probably wouldn't be able to go to school anymore.
Packing everything - including the spaceship, he might need it - into his storage, Gohan teleported to the beacon back on Earth at the foot of Mt. Paozu. Decapsulizing the house from years back, Gohan quickly settled down a few kilometres from the base, which was conveniently also several hundred kilometres from the nearest large city. Sure, there were assorted villages scattered about the countryside, with tens to hundreds of kilometres between them, but large cities only showed up every few thousand kilometres, to the extent that there was an airport in every city and planes on standby for twenty four hours every day.
After setting everything up, Gohan decided it was time to sleep, and that he would have to go search for a school the next day. Drifting off, he fell into a dreamless sleep.
Morning came soon enough, and Gohan slowly awoke as the rays of the sun drifted in through the windows of the small house. He slowly sat up and dragged himself out of his bed, before preparing some senzu-laced food for his breakfast. After preparing for his day, he proceeded to shoot through the skies at a speed that was invisible to the human eye, traversing the few hundred kilometres in less than a minute, before he drifted to the ground and had a look at the name of the City.
Welcome to Satan City! Home of our saviour, Hercule Satan!
He grumbled unpleasantly. Of course, it had to be this city. He would have to deal with it though, because any other city and it would be outright suspicious for him to be living several thousand kilometres away from his school. He could always move, but he wanted to stay in the vicinity of Mt. Paozu, since it was where he had lived all of his life until he left.
He quickly walked the streets, searching for the school that would be around. As much as he wanted to run faster, it was quite a busy time for being morning, and he would definitely get strange looks for going fast. It still didn't take him long to find it, and soon enough he was at the office ready to apply for the school.
"What do you want, kid?" He glared at the office manager, who quickly changed their tone and asked him the same question more politely.
"I'd like to apply for this school. Any problems with that?" He lightly growled as he spoke, letting the manager know that there wasn't to be any argument.
"A-alright then, I just need to ask you a few questions." Gohan sighed and nodded. "Alright, name?"
"Gohan."
"I'll need your family name as well."
"I don't have one. Nor do I need one." A growl again. The manager just shrugged at his tone and continued on.
"Living area?"
"442 Mountain." The manager's head shot up in shock.
"That far?"
"Yes, that far. Is that it?"
"Well, you answered the main questions. We just need you to take this entrance exam that we have, to see how well you'll go at the school." The manager reached under the desk, before pulling out a stack of paper and handing them over. "If you just go down that hall, the first door on the left should have a spare room for you to do it in. You have two hours to do it."
Gohan nodded angrily before heading off to the spare room.
Gohan couldn't help but laugh at the look on the poor manager's face as he emerged less than fifteen minutes later with a completed exam. The manager's jaw had seemingly dropped straight to the ground in less than a second when Gohan had handed over the completely filled out test paper.
"Seeing as I already know that everything is correct - try and find something wrong - I'll come back tomorrow for my first day then?" Gohan grinned at the manager, who was still standing in shock. The manager managed to force out a small positive reply, before shakily standing and walking to the back of the office into the principal's room.
As Gohan turned his back and stalked out the door, annoyed that his time had been wasted, not that he had anything to do anyway. He faintly heard scream of "WHAT?!" coming from the principal's room. Smirking, he returned home to train for a small time before making sure everything was ready for him to start attending school.
End Chapter. Sorry, it's a bit short, but I'd rather not start the school part at the end of a chapter, and leave you all waiting for the continuation of it. Sorry if the quality of this one is a bit bad, I wanted to get it out and I was kinda tired at the time.
