It was a couple days later. Gohan had packed everything he owned out of the house that morning and into his new home. His boxes were stacked in the living room as he looked around. When Bulma had heard that he was moving out she insisted to Chichi that the idea was a splendid one, and to Gohan she demanded that he allow her to furnish him the house. She had provided him with a capsule house and had been nice enough to even buy the land and lease it to him, one dollar for ninety-nine years. It was the cheapest rate possible and ended up being cheaper for him in the long run seeing as he didn't have to deal with the legal fees associated with actually buying the land.
Gohan stood in his living room, it was more spacious than he could ever have imagined. The living room had two halls leaving it, one lead to the kitchen and dinning room. The other lead to the bedrooms, yes plural. He didn't know why she gave him a three bedroom capsule, and when he asked she scoffed saying that was just how the line was made. The kitchen was well stocked and equipped with its own Chief Bot. This was a good thing, for while Gohan could cook… it wasn't his forte.
He left out a sigh of relief. He had actually done it. No one, to his knowledge, had actually been able to go against the harpy's wishes, live, and still get what they wanted! He had just accomplished the impossible! Gohan was elated. Glad to be out of the noisy household. Away from that annoying bitch and her other brat to! Left to his own devises so that he could finally concentrate more on breaking that fucking shield! Gohan twitched and balled his fists in hatred of Dendi. Damn you! You fucking green PRICK! You're the reason I can't access my full power! YOU AND ONLY YOU! Gohan was seething, his eye's hue changed color slightly taking on a deep blood red tint, either that or the lighting was weird, it was the closest he was able to come to actually harnessing his Ki, his rage. Yet even then he wasn't actually using it… in fact the opposite was occurring, the Ki drained him. Slowly sapping away his energy and with it went his hatred.
Exhausted Gohan slumped down onto the couch beside him. Yes, he knew that was going to happen, but he was still trying to figure out how it happened. The Block never did that before. Yet just when he was actually making headway into breaching it, it changed. It shifted. Every basic property of it changed in such a manner that, while not more restricting than before, he was back at square one! With the obviously added punishment of him being drained when he struggled against the barrier.
Gohan growled in annoyance. It was sad that he, the greatest warrior in the universe, was weak as a baby and more than that… he was forced to go to school with this planet's dregs! Fuck! Even studying with a freaking rat would be more appealing! Slowly Gohan stood back off the couch. Time stopped for no man; unfortunately it didn't stop for one demi saiyan either. Meaning that in precisely twenty minutes he was suppose to be at Orange Star High for his first day. He decided to dress in a sweater, black, and baggy jean pants in an attempt to hide how well toned he was. For while he did enjoy showing of to the public it did generally turn into more of a hassle than was worth it
Gohan shook his head to clear it of its wandering thoughts before turning and heading to the door. He headed outside and began walking through the suburbs headed towards OHS. Of course he could just fly there but he would rather not have to deal with the massing crowds. No, no, it was much better to just keep a low profile. Gohan's trek led him through one of the main commerce centers in Satan City. Which was actually alright by him seeing as one glare from him was usually sufficient to deter anyone from coming close to him. He chuckled at one arrogant guy who refused to 'part the waters' while walked past.
The man was slightly shorter than Gohan and well dressed in a gray suite. He was also fairly well built. His muscles while not beefy or even huge were definitely larger than average. Unfortunately for the guy, Gohan decided to show the man why it is considered bad for someone's health to mess with a saiyan, even if he was only a demi saiyan. Gohan continued walking forward only to throw a gut punch at the guy. His fist flew forward and collided smoothly with the man's stomach. The guy was thrown back, as one would expect, but only about ten feet. Gohan blinked in rage as he stared dumbfounded at his fist. The punch had barely even knocked the guy backwards! He glared menacingly at the crowd around him before continuing on towards OSH, not caring or noticing the insults the man hurled at him as Gohan continued to walk away.
The Rest of the journey to OSH was rather uneventful and boring. Gohan's mind began to wander after the incident on the street. He was admiring the city's beauty, or rather he was admiring his visions of it being razed to the ground as its populace begged and screamed to him for mercy. Of course he would never do such a thing! It was below him, giving mercy that is… Gohan blinked and came out of his day dream as OSH came into full view. He paused briefly wondering if he should make an effort to get through the day without killing anyone or if he should stage a coup at the pitiful building. It only took a moments thought, and unfortunately he knew his mothers wrath would be unavoidable if he did stage a coup. Well at least if he did it at this moment. He snickered as a plan began to unfold in his mind, yes eventually this school would be his, but a predator of his nature enjoyed to play before the kill so he merely filed the plan away inside his demented head waiting for the right moment to emerge in all its glory.
Shaking his head Gohan walked up the steps of the building and headed inside. The hall was somewhat crowded as students sleepily made their way to class. Gohan narrowed his eyes and walked down the hall, following the signs to the front office. He opened the door and looked to the lady sitting at her desk in the front of the office. The office secretary appeared to be in her mid thirties. She appeared about five and a half feet tall; although he couldn't quiet tell seeing as she was sitting. She had black hair and rather dull brown eyes.
"Hello there, "She was quick to speak not looking up from the paper work she was shuffling through at her desk, "What can I do for you today?"
"I need my schedule, I just transferred here." Responded Gohan in monotone. The lady looked up from her work, "Ah yes! You must be Son Gohan then, correct?" Gohan merely nodded as the lady turned from the pile of paperwork in front of her to another stack. She shuffled through the three or four before finding what she seemed to be looking for, Gohan's Schedule.
"Here you are Mr. Son." She handed him his schedule, "I would also like to congratulate you on your test scores, it seems you aced every part." Gohan had already all but forgotten the secretary as he was scanning over his courses.
With a sigh he turned and headed out of the office. Once in the hall he stood there for a couple moments looking up and down the hallway. They were deserted except for a couple sparse students who were moving in a rush to nearby doors. In the next moment Gohan knew why, there was a shrill sound that almost made Gohan flinch in pain. The bell had rung and class had begun.
Gohan looked back down at his schedule to find the class room number he should be going to at this moment. 112. He quickly located the class and looked at the unadorned door and the name plaque beside it, Mr. Harkinson English, before turning the door knob and entering the room.
Inside the room there was a man in his late 40's, or so Gohan guessed, standing in front of the classes giving a lecture. Mr. Harkinson turned as Gohan entered and stared at him for a moment before seeming to remember that a new student was added to his class. Coughing slightly to clear his throat he turned back to the students.
"Class, I would like to introduce to you the new student, Mr…" Mr. Harkinson turned to Gohan expectantly waiting for him to fill in the rest of his name.
"Son." finished Gohan. Mr. Harkinson nodded and turned back to the class before continuing, "Yes, Mr. Son. It seems that our new student was able to ace the entrance exam and might actually be able to bring the class GPA up to a somewhat more decent score." Mr. Harkinson turned back to Gohan as he continued on, "Please, tell us a little about your self Mr. Son and then take a seat over there." Mr. Harkinson pointed to one of the few open seats; it was next to a raven-haired girl who had a scowl fixed onto her face as she appeared to be scrutinizing Gohan
Gohan sighed slightly. "My name is Gohan." With that Gohan headed towards the seat the teacher indicated living a slightly bemused Mr. Harkinson to recover. Mr. Harkinson coughed slightly once more before speaking, "Ah… yes, well back to the lesson…" Of course the lecture resumed, but Gohan tuned that out as he sat down. The raven-haired girl next to him was still scrutinizing him though and having gotten enough of it Gohan turned towards her slightly.
"Yes?" questioned Gohan. Instead of responding the girl raised an eyebrow and turned back towards the front of the room to once more pay attention to the teacher. Gohan rolled his eyes before slouching back into his chair, taking this time to examine the class room in detail. The walls were adorned with the normally stupid English teacher stuff, such as 'The expanse of your mind is limited only by the length of the paper.' And other corny expressions that were so bad they almost made you want to cry. Other than that there was a chalk board in the front of the room, which appeared to be quiet well used by Mr. Harkinson, and the various students in different states of rapture or boredom. Shaking his head Gohan set his head down on the desk he was a sitting at and allowed sleep to overcome him and take him away from this place. Barely ten minutes here and he already hated the place. How much worse could it get?
It was next period and Gohan was in a fowl mood. He just had to wonder how much worse it could get, didn't he? Since falling asleep during first he had awoken to find the class room deserted and he was already five minutes late to his next class, Economics. After hustling to that class where introductions were once more made, as well as a warning about being tardy again, Gohan was assigned a seat next to this girl named Erasa. If Gohan had bothered to look in the dictionary under blonde he was sure he would find her as the description. She didn't stop talking to him the entire period, it didn't seem to matter to her if he was actually listening or not, well at least as long as he didn't try and go to sleep on her. The one time he tried that he almost got detention when he mysteriously slipped out of his chair causing a ruckus. Of course he knew she did it, all it took was one look at her angelic face for him to know. After that he decided it was best to at least remain awake even though he couldn't shut the wench up.
An hour later as second period was ending Gohan knew more than he ever wanted to know about this schools social structure. The clubs, the rivalries, who he 'shouldn't' piss off, who were the outcasts, who was in… the list just went on and on; and most of it Gohan didn't care one lick about. One interesting tid-bit he did learn was that the world savior's daughter went to school here, and even more than that she was that raven-haired bitch he had to sit next to in English. Life was just great and getting better… the sad part was that it wasn't even half way through his first day yet!
Third period was a waste. Well at least in Gohan's opinion. It was study hall, and how much more useless of a class can you have? Gohan had the class in the library seeing as the school didn't want to devote an actual classroom to such a class, and who would blame them, so he meandered over to a corner, sat down, and pulled out his English assignment that he slept through that day. Gohan quickly skimmed it over but was interrupted from beginning as who other than Erasa sits down next to Gohan. As if that isn't bad enough before Erasa can once more open her mouth a pair of students walk into the library, the raven haired girl, or Videl as Erasa had informed him, and another that seemed to be putting up a poor effort to make Videl swoon. Erasa sees them and immediately waves them over to the table. They both saw Erasa wave and, much to Gohan's displeasure; they made their way to the back of the library sitting down with them. Videl raised an eyebrow at Gohan before turning to Erasa.
"Erasa, why are we sitting all the way back here?" Erasa merely smiled before motioning to Gohan.
"This is the new student his name is G-" Videl interrupted and finished the sentence for Erasa.
"Gohan, yes I know, he was in my class first period." Erasa continued on in her normal manner as if she had never been interrupted by Videl.
"Oh come on he's new in school. I'm trying to become his friend. We all should get to know him better, shouldn't we?" Sighing Videl acquiesced while Erasa looked to Sharpner to see if he had any problems with the new kid. Of course he did, he just wouldn't be Sharpner if he didn't.
"Why would I care to befriend someone as scrawny as him? Look at him he wears a freaking sweater! I bet it's because he doesn't care to show the muscles he doesn't have! Ha!" Two pairs of eyes rolled at Sharpner's usual antics while the third pair narrowed in silent hatred, his instincts bellowing to prove just how wrong the puny human was. Yet he restrained himself for the sake of being rather to lazy to deal with the consequences of murder. Instead Gohan placed his hands on the table in front of him and gripped it in anger. He felt the table crack slightly under the pressure which served only to piss him off more seeing yet another example of how weak he was. Finally Gohan was moved to speak for only the third time today.
"You know Sharpner, you just might want to shut that damn mouth of yours until you either get a little smarter or want me to shut it for you." Gohan's tone was cool as ice, yet was backed with an underlying tone of violence that even Sharpner couldn't ignore. Sharpner sagely stopped talking while Gohan stood packed his stuff and walked away from the trio.
Videl blinked, not quiet sure how she should respond to the new kid's threat. They all sat in an uncomfortable silence for a couple seconds before Erasa stood to quickly rush after Gohan. Shaking her head Videl stood to follow after Erasa and attempt to make amends for yet another act of stupidity from the dweeb. As she was leaving the table she stopped, where Gohan had his hands gripping the table there were a pair of indents. No, they were hand prints from his grip! Videl gave Sharpner a side long look thinking that maybe Gohan wasn't just making idle threats before, she would find out for sure later. For now though she was off to help Erasa.
Gohan had stormed off to give himself time to calm down. His instincts were screaming at him to rip the fools head off and rid the world of his Genes before they could infect another. His more rational side, the part that still fought to return the Gohan we all know and love, spoke out the multitude of reasons why he couldn't just out and kill the guy. So he choose the next best option, he took a walk looking for things that he could vent his anger on. He was just approaching his first victim, a locker in an empty hall, when Erasa caught up to him.
"Gohan!" With a sigh he slowly turned around, biting down on his tongue to keep himself from screaming in frustration. Once he had his temper a little more under control he responded curtly.
"What?" Erasa flinched slightly from his tone but continued to come closer.
"Listen, just ignore Sharpner. He's always like that… it's just who he is." She stopped when she was a couple feet away from him. Gohan hmpfs and turns to continue his trudge down the empty hall before Erasa calls out to stop him once more. Sighing he stops once more and turns.
"Yes?" he queries in an annoyed, vicious tone. Erasa stammered she was trying to keep Gohan from flying off the handle but she didn't know what to say to get him to calm down. At that moment however Videl shows up and seeing her friend foundering jumps in and tries to help.
"Erasa and I were wondering if you wanted to head over to my house with us after school, you know just to hang out." The offer seemed to make some headway and she thought to ripen the offer with the temptation of getting to meet her father, "And if you're lucky you might even get to meet my father, Mr. Savior himself." The offer had a negative effect on Gohan, his eyes narrowed even further, if that was at all possible.
"As if I would ever care to be introduced into that buffoon." With that he turned and stalked away. Leaving two confused and dumbfounded girls standing the hallway. Both of them wondering the same question, what the hell!?
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A/N: Right well here is the chapter I said should be out in December… it's a bit late but I blame it on wrestling season!!
Anyways, enjoy, review, and remember that if I die from anger mobs screaming that I didn't update fast enough… I can't finish this . ^_^
And here's their class schedules for those who are interested. I'm going with an eight period day cause lunch between 4th and 5th…
1st
2nd
3rd
4th
Lunch
5th
6th
7th
8th
Gohan
English
Econ
Study H.
Health
Science
Math
P.E
History
Videl
English
Health
Study H.
Science
Math
Econ
P.E
History
Erasa
Health
Econ
Study H.
Science
Math
English
P.E
History
Sharpner
Health
Science
Study H.
Econ
Math
English
P.E
History
~DarkAssassin
~Warriorofplight
