I know its been a while since I've updated, and I'm sorry. It's been very hectic for me, and I've been having very limited time to write. This chapter is shorter than all the others so far because of that and because I wanted to get it out before I leave to go out of town for a while. Enjoy, and please R+R!

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

Note: I had written this earlier in a bit of a rush, and I just expanded it a bit more from last time. The real extension to it, which will be the next chapter, is being worked on currently. This chapter may still seem rushed, but I added in some things I forgot to do before and fixed a few mistakes I caught in the process.

Chapter 4

Videl continued to compare the two pictures. They both had a very similar face, other than that Goku's was more happy, while the Super Saiyan's had a more serious look on his face. The hair was different as well. Goku's hair was jet-black and spiked out in several directions. The Super Saiyan's was also black, but only spiked upwards. The thing about their hair that was similar though was the fact that it always seemed to defy gravity, especially Goku's. Their bodies seemed to have similar builds, but Goku's was leaner [1]. The eye colors were the same as well; both had black eyes. Other than that, the only differences were the clothing and the tail. The tail was something she would have to find out another time; for now, she had more important matters to attend to.

After looking through the physical similarities between the two, she started to examine the traits shown. The Super Saiyan was also serious, but still kind and helpful. Goku, from what she understood from the reports, was giddy, but still kind; he was also kind of dim-witted [2]. On the other hand, the Super Saiyan seemed to be quite intelligent; he always knew where she was, always took control of the situation, and he always handled things a certain way so that they would turn out for the best.

Looking more closely, she noticed again that they also fought very similarly. 'Maybe they had the same teacher?' Although it still confused her, the accounts of what happened at the 23rd WMAT and the Super Saiyan's attacks were even more similar. 'One might have taught the other as well.'

Realizing that she forgot to do something else, she called the chief once again. No reply came. 'Damn. Oh well. I guess I'll have to try again in the morning.' With that final thought, she drifted back to sleep.

The next day at school…

Class was boring as usual. The teacher they had at this time had a voice that could put anyone to sleep. A good portion of the students weren't even paying attention. Videl saw several students talking, others drawing, and others sleeping.

Videl was on the verge of falling asleep when she heard a crack and a thud. Looking around, she noticed a hole in the floorboards underneath Gohan's chair. 'I wonder what made that…' Her eyes followed the hole upwards, all the way up to Gohan's wide open pocket. 'So, whatever that was, it fell out of his pocket. I'll have to check it out after class. It must've been heavy to make a hole like that.' She then looked up at Gohan, who was sleeping. Even for an incredibly intellectual being, this was boring. She sighed, and then closed her eyes for a moment.

Next thing she knew, the bell rang. All of the students that were asleep awoke, and the others started to leave.

As Gohan left the class, Videl went for the hole in the floor. Much to her surprise, it was just a thin, simple chain necklace. 'That's odd. How did something like that make this hole?' She reached her hand in to grab it. Once she got a hold on it, she pulled, but it didn't budge; the necklace stayed in its place. She tried again, but was still unable to pull the necklace up. She put more strength into her pull, but still nothing. 'That would explain why it broke the floorboard. Damn it! If he can lift this, then I should be able to do so as well!' She tried once more, but finally gave up after being incapable of doing it. 'I'll just have to try later.'

Gohan was walking over to his locker when he felt a small raise in ki. To his surprise, it was Videl's, and it was in the school, more precisely, in the class they were just in. 'Why would she be raising her ki there? Unless…SHIT!' He checked his pocket; his necklace was gone. 'Damn her and her curiosity! I have to be more careful next time!' He rushed back into the class room he had recently left. Upon entering, he noticed Videl pick herself up and grab her stuff. As he walked up the stairs to his seat, she descended the stairs towards the door. 'So, she was trying to get it. Good thing I made it extremely heavy for a human, even one of her standards.' He went to go retrieve his necklace, and then left to get to his next class.

As Videl was leaving the classroom, she noticed something shine out of the corner of her eye. She turned around and saw Gohan holding the necklace he had dropped earlier. She gawked at him, and he, noticed her staring at him in awe, gave her an angry glare. She quickly left the room.

One more class remained: P.E. Gohan hated it, yet loved it at the same time. He hated that he had to fight against these weaklings and holding back a lot of his strength, yet he loved to show people that they weren't as strong as they thought, which usually involved hurting them quite a bit.

Videl wasn't too happy with P.E. at this time either. She was paying very close attention to Gohan during the class to figure out his technique and other things about him. It was obvious that he was skilled fighter, but he also appeared to have used several of those 'tricks' that her father had mentioned at the Cell Games during his fights with Sharpner. Gohan was definitely one to keep an eye on. It was not a comforting idea that there was someone with such fighting capabilities at their school. Sure, Videl could probably defeat him, but she wanted to know what she was really up against before doing so. This guy scared her slightly, and she had fought many criminals with guns and explosives, yet they never scared her in the least bit.

The class started pretty much the same as the other day. They all got into partners and started to fight. Sharpner challenged Gohan again to prove that the other day was just him testing Gohan and that today he was going all out.

Upon hearing this, Gohan laughed out loud and replied, "Sure, whatever. It's your funeral."

Videl overheard that, and she didn't doubt that he could follow up on that statement.

The fight between the two commenced, and everyone's eyes turned towards the fight. Gohan simply walked forward slowly while Sharpner was looking quite nervous. In his nervousness, he ran forward and gave him a strong punch to the stomach. He immediately regretted doing that as his knuckles turned red from the pain. He let out a small cry of pain and held his hand. Gohan didn't even flinch from the hit.

Gohan mimicked Sharpner's attack, but instead of it having no effect, it shot Sharpner out of the makeshift ring by several feet. The class was speechless, as was the teacher. Gohan looked towards them and asked, "Anyone else?" When no one replied, he said, "Good. I didn't think so." He then proceeded to sit in a meditative position in the middle of the ring.

'This guy just keeps on getter stranger and stranger. His strength seems limitless.'

Gohan was brought out of his meditation by the faint sound of a voice. The speaker sounded angry and tired. "If…you…think…you're so…tough, then…why don't…you go…challenge…Mr. Satan himself…" Sharpner then passed out for a few minutes.

Gohan smirked. "Maybe I will."

'He's crazy if he thinks he's going to beat my dad. Then again, I don't know what he can really do yet.'

After class, Gohan came up to Erasa. "By chance, do you know where Hercule's dojo is?"

Erasa was shocked. "You're kidding me, right? You're actually planning on fighting him? Why? He's like the strongest person in the world!" she exclaimed.

"Why? Because I want more of a challenge than anyone here could offer me. And besides, he and I have a little debt to take care of."

"But he could hurt you! He won the world championship for a reason."

"Please, it takes more than that to hurt me. And besides, he won years ago. You never know if someone stronger came along since then…or has been around for years before that, but never entered the tournament. Now, do you know where his dojo is or not?"

"Yes, I know. Why don't you just come with us right now? Videl, Sharpner, and I are headed there so Videl and Sharpner can train."

"Fine." He accepted the offer, and then followed Erasa to Sharpner's car.

When they both arrived, Sharpner glared at Gohan. He then joked, "You're actually going to challenge him? Ha!"

"I don't see why not," said Gohan nonchalantly.

"You know I was joking back there, right?"

"Your point?"

At that moment, Videl walked up. Noticing Gohan's presence, she asked angrily, "What are you doing here?"

"It's nice to see you, too. I'm here because I was invited to come with you guys so I could try and find a real fight around here. This city seems to be lacking in that department."

"Are you saying that fighting fighters like my dad aren't considered 'real' fights to you?"

"I might be." He got into the car.

Videl shook in frustration and then followed in behind him. Erasa took the passenger seat, and Sharpner drove. Erasa and Sharpner spent the entire time talking about random stuff, while Videl glared at Gohan for the entirety of the ride. Gohan just stared out the window, ignoring Videl's glaring. Gohan realized what this might cause to happen, but it was something he needed to do. Someone had to put Hercule in his place, and Gohan was just the man to do the job.

Videl shook in frustration and then followed in behind him. Erasa took the passenger seat, and Sharpner drove. As soon as they left the school, Sharpner asked everyone in the car, "So, how long do you think nerd-boy here is gonna last against Mr. Satan?"

"I say about five minutes, and then my dad will win," said Videl while staring at Gohan angrily.

"Five minutes? I think you're being a bit generous there, Videl. He could barely beat me, and I could probably last a few minutes against your dad. I say less than one minute. Two minutes tops."

'Why the hell do I have to sit in a car with all these ignorant fools?!' "You're all asking the wrong question. It should be asked in the opposite way: 'How long will Mr. Satan last against me?'" said Gohan.

"Ha! Good one, Nerd-boy!"

"Do I really need to make you stop calling me that? I may be intelligent, but I can also kick your ass easily, and you can't even touch me, so I wouldn't be talking if I were you." Gohan was getting tired of listening on to the blonde's pointless babbling about him being a so-called "chick magnet". It got rather annoying after the first couple times.

Gohan just stared out the window for the rest of the ride, ignoring Videl's glaring. Gohan realized what the consequences of fighting Hercule would be, but it was something he needed to do. Someone had to put Hercule in his place, and Gohan was just the man to do the job.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Hercule's dojo. Videl went in first, followed by Sharpner and Erasa, and finally Gohan. Gohan suppressed his laughter while sensing the power levels of every occupant in the building. They were all pathetically weak. Although Hercule's was weak, it was stronger than everybody else's in the building except for two people: himself and Videl. He was surprised at Videl's strength, but he kept that to himself. She didn't need anything to add onto her ego, and her father didn't need to be making more excuses because of it.

Videl, Sharpner, and Erasa walked into Mr. Satan's private gym while Gohan stood outside by request of Videl. He wasn't sure why he listened to her, but he did this time.

Inside Hercule's private gym…

"Hey sweet pea! What are you and your friends doing here? I thought you preferred training at home?"

"I came here for my lesson. I should get going before I'm late," said Sharpner, and then left the gym.

"I do prefer training at home, but I came here because one of my classmates wants to challenge you to a fight. He's waiting outside," said Videl, answering her dad's question.

"Videl, you know I'm busy. I can't just fight everyone who wants to fight me, especially a high school student. Besides, I wouldn't want to hurt the poor kid too bad."

Gohan was listening in on the conversation from outside, and decided to enter at that moment. "Your stupidity amazes me, Mr. Satan."

"Who the hell do you think you ar—?" His face turned from angry to fearful and pale in less than a second when he saw Gohan. 'I knew this day would come! I knew they'd be back to get me!' "I-it's y-y-you!"

Gohan smirked at him. "Glad to see you remember me. It's been a while, 'Champ'. I see you've been keeping well." Mr. Satan nodded nervously.

Videl was extremely confused, and it was showing on her face. 'They know each other? But how? And why is my dad suddenly afraid of him?!'

"Now, do you accept my challenge, or am I going to have to make you do so?" said Gohan in a serious tone.

'Oh, what to do now?! He has me cornered! I can't fight. If I do, I'll lose and embarrass myself in front of my daughter, her friend, and my students. Word will get out that I lost to some punk, and it'll be the end of me! Wait! I know what to do!' Mr. Satan keeled over and put his hands on his stomach. He groaned slightly, and said, "Ow! My stomach! My stomach virus has returned after all of these years to haunt me!"

"Still haven't found that medicine yet? I pity you. Even now, after all these years that you could've atoned for what you've done, you lie to me, you lie to your daughter, and you lie to the world, just like you did years ago. I should've dealt with you for everything you've done a long time ago, but you have done one good thing, and for that, I'm going to take back my proposal for a fight. Good day, Mr. Satan. I suggest you take the medicine next time, instead of ignoring the bottle your assistant tries to give you." Gohan left the room feeling like he had just gotten something very big off of his chest. He flew home once outside and decided to train.

Mr. Satan fainted as soon as Gohan left, and Videl immediately rushed over to him. Questions were bombarding her head like crazy, but she put them aside to take care of her dad for now. Erasa, on the other hand, was confused. 'Did I miss something?' she thought.

As soon as Mr. Satan was laying down on a nearby sofa, Videl took some time to think. 'This just keeps on going deeper and deeper. Gohan and my father know each other somehow. Years ago, my dad apparently lied to him and the world and did something terrible to him. My dad also did something that benefitted him. What did my dad do all those years ago? What did he lie about? What was the whole medicine thing about? Why was my dad so afraid of Gohan?'

I apologize for the short chapter, but I wanted to get this up before I left for Thanksgiving. Hopefully it turned well for its length. Next chapter will be longer for sure, and I'll hopefully get enough time to type it up in the near future.

Please review, and thank you for reading!

[1]-Goku at whatever age he was at the time of the 23rd WMAT wasn't as strong as Gohan is at his current age, so naturally, he would look leaner.

[2]-She read about the "I thought marriage was food!" comment.