Fun Fact: The whole 'Toriyama made Goku the main character again in the Buu Saga because Goku fans demanded it' thing? That's actually just a huge misconception among fans. Toriyama, in an old interview, stated that he just thought that Gohan didn't fit the main character role. I'm sure the plethora of Gohan fanfics on this site would disagree with Mr. Toriyama though.
Speaking of Gohan fanfics, Enjoy this new chapter of GP Officer: Son Gohan!
Chapter 9 (head to head): Start!
The ship was silent, eerily so after Ryoko left. For the three people in the deck of the ship, the meeting with the pirate and the conversation that took place was setting in for them. None more so was this happening with than Gohan, who just couldn't figure out the young woman with sapphire hair. She was a pirate, and from everything he learned in the academy so far, he was to believe that she was the enemy. But, his gut instinct was telling him that it wasn't the case with Ryoko.
That cool and collected nature of hers he'd seen many a times before in enemies. Vegeta when he first came to Earth, Frieza, Cell, and Bojack displayed those same kind of personality traits. But with all of those enemies, Gohan felt the malice in them, the evil intent, that desire to completely decimate everything in their site.
He hadn't felt that at all with Ryoko. She honestly believed that what she and the Daluma Guild were doing was helping people, which, now that it was mentioned, brought another very important topic up that he needed to discuss.
"Instructors, was what Ryoko said true? About the PTO survivors and how the GP tends to them?"
Upon being asked that question, Amane's eyes looked away from the half Saiyan, because she felt that she couldn't answer that question. In her time on the field in the GP, she hadn't dealt with any pirates or PTO members. Her work in the GP mainly involved her dealing with much smaller criminals and taking care of the little guy. She felt that she had no place to answer for that section, and even then what would she say to the guy?
The blonde fortunately caught a break in the form of Seiryo, who said to Gohan: "Instructor Kaunaq isn't the best person to ask that type of question cadet Son. I, who have dealt with both the PTO and pirates, can tell that things are not as black and white as that vile young woman would have you believe. As cruel as it may sound, the duties of the GP extend far beyond just helping those affected by the PTO. Our job is to enforce the laws of the galaxy and protect all innocents, small and large; and we tend to stretch ourselves and our resources thin doing that job."
Gohan was listening on intently to the words of his pink haired instructor who, for perhaps the first time since he met him, was actually serious in regards to a situation at hand.
"That burden is one that neither that girl nor the rest of the guild she belongs to have to deal with. They don't care about protecting the galaxy, but rather having it wrapped around their fingers…"
"I don't know instructor Tennan, that's not what I felt from talking to her…" Gohan's response to that statement earned him a sigh and the shaking of Seiryo's head.
"So easily believing the words of a pirate; there's still so much I have to teach you, young cadet…"
With the air a little cleared, Amane brought herself back into the conversation. "Alright, that's enough excitement for one day." She said walking up to Gohan and slapping his shoulder. "You get back to your room Son. We should be getting a ship from the GP to help us get back any second now."
"Right…" The half saiyan said. As he made his way to the door, he received a request from Seiryo.
"Oh! And Cadet Son, keep silent about what happened here. We don't want this spreading the other cadets and possibly getting them all worked up."
"Got it…" Gohan said with his back turned to the two instructors.
"And Son, be ready for training tomorrow. I've got something special in mind…"
This time, as he was right at the door, Gohan turned around and looked at Amane. And if the mischievous tone in her voice didn't stir up his concerns, then the look on her face certainly did. Scratching the back of his head, he could only leave the room, and just wait to see what his blonde teacher had planned.
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"Pick up the pace Son! I know you can run a lot faster than that!"
As he lazily trudged through another lap, with a light sheen of sweat over his still pajama clad body, and the gears in his brain starting to turn, Gohan realized something: Amane Kaunaq was cruel, crueler than any teacher he had. When the GP ship assisted everyone back to its launching base and all the cadets made it back, it was already night time. Tired from the very long day, Gohan immediately plopped down on his bed and let sleep overtake him…only for him to be rudely awoken from his sleep, at THREE in the morning, via a loud banging on the door. He somehow found the energy to get out of his bed and answer the door to see Amane standing there with a no nonsense look on her face demanding him to put on running shoes and get to the track. He was going question why, but Amane's face told him to think better of it. Of course, the blonde's promise to make his punishment worse than it already was if he wasn't on the track in five minutes didn't help things at all.
It was a no brainer that this punishment stemmed from his disobedience of the orders from Amane and Seiryo earlier in the day, and he understood that but he couldn't help but wish that this punishment took place during the day. The body needed rest; it was just a fact of life. Heck, even as rough and strict a teacher Piccolo was, he understood that fact and let him get sleep so that he could be completely functional for the next day of training. Whether Amane knew it or not, she was very lucky that Gohan rarely, if EVER, held a grudge.
"That goes for you too Clan Clan! That slacking of yours and Son tells me you aren't even trying! And if that's the case, you two can stay out here until the crack of dawn."
His running companion, on the other hand, was a different story.
In the month plus, that's one of the most defining things he's learned about Aisha, the girl held a grudge better than no other, and if he had it out for you, very little was going to stop her from coming after you. From the moment they shared that accidental kiss, the half saiyan's had a target on his back and the alien cat girl's taken plenty of shots from their repeated chases, to their spars, and as of technically yesterday, she was still seething after she had been knocked out by him. The only reason a scene hadn't broken out when the cadets were off the ship was because Amane kept a close eye on her and she threatened to tell Minami if she did try to pull something.
And while her feelings about their blonde instructor couldn't be labeled as a grudge, Aisha DID NOT like Amane, nor did she respect her, something made patently obvious from the first day of combat training. Perhaps it was the way she put her down that first day, maybe it could play into Aisha's upbringing, which she loved bragging about multiple times. He couldn't place his finger as to exactly why though. But he could certainly tell, that being called out certainly got to her.
If Gohan was half-assing it then Aisha, in her sleep wear of a yellow spaghetti strap tank top and green sleeping shorts, wasn't even trying. It was like she was doing a half-walk, half-jogging motion while making a jogging motion with her arms. Much like the warrior from Earth, The Ctarl Ctarl showed clear signs of tiredness. Unlike him however, having the detective call her out and threaten to worsen the punishment didn't encourage her to run any faster, instead she STOPPED running and walked right to the point where she was right across her instructor, the agitation very clear on her face.
"And just WHY am I out here running at three in the morning?!" she asked/yelled. Her question was met with a raised eyebrow and faked a quizzical expression from the former model.
"That's a good question! Geez, I wonder why I'd put you through such a rigorous punishment?" The sarcasm just oozed out of Amane's voice. If Clan-Clan wanted to ask a stupid question, she was gonna get a smartass answer. The sarcasm dropped from her tone immediately after and she answered her own question with: "That's right, you and Son deliberately disobeying orders earlier in the day. So if I were you, I'd get back to running now, and since you've got energy to keep arguing, you and Son can stay out here for another hour!"
Instead of doing what she was told, the Ctarl-Ctarl, after a few seconds of grinding her teeth, responded with: "So what was I supposed to do? Just sit in my room while you and Tennan stood around like bumbling idiots?!"
"Look CADET," Amane heavily stressed that word to raise the young woman's ire. "Don't stand here and pretend you knew what happened before you got there. But let's say you were and you saw everything that took place, would you have preferred if we just started fighting these pirates, endangering all the other cadets on board in the process?" Amane's rhetorical question succeeded in quieting the cat girl down. "I thought so. When you're given an order cadet, you're meant to follow it. When you don't, it not only screws up your mission, it also puts the lives of the people you're working with at stake." She finished off her rebuttal by poking her index finger into Aisha's left shoulder and said: "So if I were you, I'd quit pretending to be a know-it-all and run those laps."
Amane's poking was the exact thing that set off Aisha, because she slapped the blonde's hand away in fury. "Just who the hell do you think you are talking down to me like that?!" She yelled.
"I think I'm your superior." Amane answered in a heartbeat, more annoyed than intimidated by the Ctarl's outburst.
"NO!" She snapped back. "You may be my instructor, but I REFUSE to call someone like you my superior!" Aisha was frustrated, she had been frustrated ever since her first encounter with Ryoko which led to her fall from grace and instead of reaching the high hopes she aspired for as ambassador and an officer of the Ctarl-Ctarl military she regressed to being a cadet in the GP Academy. Everything she's put up with up to from losing her position to now only fuel that frustration she had. And having Ryoko, the biggest source for all her problems, the reason for her current predicament, right in front of her only to have that opportunity to exact revenge on the pirate ripped away from her because of a cheap shot, was the straw that broke the camel's back; and now, at three in the morning, with a slight sheen of sweat over her body, and her patience at an all-time low, she was about to vent out her anger.
"And just what are implying by 'someone like me' cadet?" Questioned Amane.
"You look and talk down to me like you're better than me, just because you graduated from this academy. Anything you could possibly teach me, I've already been taught as a child."
"I don't know how many times I'm gonna have to tell you before it gets through your thick skull Clan-Clan," Amane told the younger woman. "But all that training amounts to nothing as far as I'm concerned. To me, you're another cadet, and if you want to be treated with respect or as my equal or whatever, that's something you have to earn. And as it is right now, you haven't done a good job of earning any respect."
"Earn respect? What, like you did? The fact that YOU of all people are a respected officer is an even bigger joke than you being my superior!" Aisha began. "All you are is just some washed up model! That's what all my 'fellow cadets' see when they look at you. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if that's all anyone in the GP saw you as." The cat girl, running high on her emotions got right into the blonde's face and practically spat out her next words: "Maybe that's how you graduated this academy and got your current position: maybe you just did a little posing and you impressed the right people, or hey, your family knows the Kuramitsu family, don't they? Maybe your dad flashed the right amount of money and you they just slapped a badge on you!"
Amane has been called a hothead by some. She would disagree with those, as she could be patient and keep her cool when the situation demanded it. But if there was any one thing that riled her up more than anything else, it was slights against her as an officer. That she might've pulled strings or used her modeling chops to get her spot, and while she silenced many of those detractors, there were those that still doubted her and to no end did it piss her off.
She busted her ass day after day.
With Aisha still in her face, the blonde's eyes locked with hers and with her voice in a much softer tone than what the Ctarl's was earlier and yet still had every word she spoke laced with ire responded: "Listen here, little girl: everything I've done, everything I've accomplished was through my blood, sweat, and tears. I didn't take any shortcuts and I DIDN'T act like an entitled brat that thought the universe owed her everything." Seeing the unimpressed expression of the white haired girl's face, Amane decided to add one final jab as a little payback.
"Oh, and another thing: I quit modeling to join the GP; and the decision to enter the academy was one I made for myself. Not because I was a failure that ended up getting tossed out like a worthless stray."
Aisha's eyes widened and her cat ears drooped after that insult at her. She couldn't believe that Amane said that nor she had the nerve to say it. But once the words left the blonde's mouth and the Ctarl stewed over them for those few seconds after, her face morphed from one of shock to one of anger, this proven with the pupils in her green eyes becoming more slit and her body trembling in rage.
"You…" Her right hand clenched into a fist. She was seeing red and in her current frame of mind she didn't care about breaking the rules, she didn't care about being punished. All she cared about was hitting something—someone, and that someone happened to be standing in front of her. "You…" she reeled her fist back, ready to knock teeth down Amane's throat. But those vicious intentions of hers were brought to a halt before she could throw the punch. Looking behind her, where she felt that her fist was caught; behind her was none other than Gohan.
The warrior from Earth would've had to be ignorant to not realize that he was on thin ice with Aisha, especially after that situation on the ship. So while he heard the cat girl argue with their instructor, he didn't make any effort to stop it and deliberately slowed his run, thinking that she just needed a good yell to vent out her anger. But when he saw that the argument had nearly come to blows, he jumped in before it could get any worse.
"Look, I know you're angry right now, but you can't just go trying to fight our instructor." He knew it was a longshot, but the black haired fighter thought it was at least worth a shot to try and talk his fellow cadet down.
His attempt proved to be worthless unfortunately, and the female alien wasn't too happy to be stopped, she snatched her fist back and pushed Gohan back with force: "Shut up! I'm sick of you getting in my way and stopping me!"
"Aisha…" The half saiyan was cut off as he was pushed once again.
"If you're gonna keep getting in my way then you better be ready to fight me!" Aisha declared. Seeing the unsure look on his face, the Ctarl-Ctarl turned around, her back facing Gohan. "Here, you seem to only grow and spine and hit me when I'm not looking. This should make things easier for you!"
The cheap shot from earlier was one of the things that had been nagging her for hours. It was something that angered her race more than anything. She had been taught to never be cowardly in battle; and in the time she had been in this hellhole of an Academy, she dealt with someone that continuously ran from her and then to pull that stunt the last day was the textbook definition of cowardly; and the worst part was because they were so limited to what these "instructors" taught them, she couldn't give him the punishment he deserved in their spars. Even worse, the gutless bastard always beat her, and easily on top of that.
"Alright, that's enough!" Both of them stopped to see Amane, as agitated as ever been. "Ever since I came in as an instructor, I've had to see you two constantly butting heads, and from what Seiryo's told me, it's been going on since the first day of the academy." She took a few steps back from the two, making sure there's enough distance between her and the two. "So here's what's going to happen: Clan-Clan, you want to fight Son so bad? Go ahead, cut loose, Go at him everything you've got; as long as you don't kill one another, then anything's fair game."
She was probably gonna catch hell from Airi and Mikami for doing this, but in her mind, this was something that NEEDED to happen. She thought that the constant spars would resolve tensions between the two, but it only made them worse. Aisha was a very prideful girl, and the only way there was ever going to be any kind of breakthrough with her in this academy, she had to be humbled; and in order to do this, she had to be beaten at her absolute best.
Gohan looked at the detective in complete surprise. "What? Instructor, you can't be serious about this! We can't just fight each other!" Gohan was the only one of the two cadets with that mindset as those few seconds focused on Amane earned him a hellacious haymaker buried into his left jaw. He stumbled back several steps, slightly reeling from the punch but quickly able to shake it off and sidestep the next attack and jump back, spacing himself from her.
Calm black eyes made contact with wild, animalistic ones. The Ctarl-Ctarl crouched low like a hunter and that dangerous smile never left her face. "There's no escaping this time Son Gohan…" she said.
"We don't have to do this…" Gohan tried to reason.
"Keep telling yourself that!" Aisha charged forward once again, her claw like nails out and at ready, trying to rake his eyes out. Her swipe from her left hand was easily slapped away by Gohan, but it wouldn't deter her as she pushed forward with punches that the hybrid alien either blocked or slipped past. With her eighth punch blocked, Aisha switched tactics, bringing both hands down to her sides and attempted to claw at him from both sides. The Z-Fighter brought both arms up to block, leaving his midsection open for a thrust kick to the gut by Aisha that pushed him back. She followed through with a jumping heel kick, but Gohan's reflexes more than helped him in catching her leg and throwing her over his shoulder.
The white haired girl used the momentum from the throw to roll over her left shoulder and with a strong shout jumped towards him and threw a punch that would rattle the brains of lesser men. The half saiyan caught her fist in her and held onto to it, applying pressure to it in hopes of getting her to squirm and eventually submit. Judging from the pained expression on her face, it seemed to be working. That's when Aisha used her other hand to slash the Earth native, but her wrist ended up being caught by Gohan's other hand.
As much as she struggled, Aisha failed to break away from the powerful grip of Gohan's. Since she couldn't overpower him in this exchange, she decided on striking his open body parts and force him to release her. She tried using body kicks, but to no avail as the dark haired man raised his knees up and block the blows coming from both sides, further pissing off the already pissed female alien.
As much as she hated to admit it, Gohan was a very impressive defensive fighter. His reactions and reflexes were top notch, and he left little to no openings, making it very difficult to land solid hits; and judging from the couple of hits she did get in and the small aches in her fist and legs, his body was very durable and he could indeed take some punishment. But that's what was ticking her off. The guy was just blocking her. It played out like all their other spars. This sent a couple of messages to her.
The first being that maybe he was just waiting for her to lower her guard so he could counter her. He seemed to be more of a counter/defensive fighter than an offensive one, so she couldn't be too far off from that assumption.
The second, and more alarming idea for her was that perhaps for her opponent this was just like all their other spars; meaning that he didn't take her seriously, that at any second, he could put her away. Ever since that first match, Amane's statement that Gohan showed restraint and that he wasn't taking her seriously as an opponent stuck out in her mind, that she, a proud member of her race wasn't seen as a threat by this person, and she was even more determined to fight harder against him, to make him bring out his best so that she could beat him satisfyingly.
Just looking at the still calm look in his black eyes, drove her even further up the wall. She wanted to see him get angrier, get on the offensive! Show that he was a warrior! "Come on! Are you going to fight, or are you just going to keep dodging me all night?!" She challenged.
She got her wishes when she was pulled down by her wrist and fist and she was PUSHED back by Gohan. Not hit, but pushed and the force behind it was as if she were hit by a giant, and she started flying several feet back skidding across the ground before finally stopping.
Gohan stood to his feet and he looked down at the Ctarl-Ctarl as she immediately got to her knees, causing him to sigh. If nothing else, this girl was tenacious. "Let's stop this," he said, attempting one final time to reason with her. "This fight's pointless Aisha and I don't want to hurt you."
"Pointless?!" The white haired girl snarled. She popped back up to her feet and charged at the Z-Fighter once again. Her fist was caught once again by Gohan. "You don't get to say that! This fight ends when you're down by my feet!"
A scowl appeared on Gohan's face after that declaration. That and the fight in general was giving him a powerful case of déjà vu as he began to recall the situation at the World Tournament last year and the whole Majin Vegeta episode. It'd be difficult for him to forget the Saiyan prince's explosion over Supreme Kai's calling his and his father's battle meaningless; and just how far Vegeta would go for the sake of his pride and for the opportunity to, in his mind, exorcise his biggest demon in defeating his father. Right now, he couldn't help but felt a part of that history repeating itself.
"If this is about pride, then just forget it! It's not worth putting ourselves through this, or one of us getting hurt!" He was using all his past experiences with the Saiyan prince to try and reason with his opponent. There were so many times where his ego and pride clouded his judgment and made things much harder for him and his friends.
He received a kick to the side of his temple for that one. "I've been hearing the same nonsense being spewed at me since the first day I was thrown in this place: all I was taught before meant nothing, my pride means nothing!" Aisha went for another kick, this time to the ribcage of Gohan. But the quicker saiyan was able to shift his body so that the kick floated by him, only creating a gentle breeze near his abdominal region. She went for another punch that was parried by the spiky haired fight who responded with an extremely light punch aimed at his foe's head. Aisha ducked under the blow and swept Gohan's legs, with hopes that once he was on his back, she would pounce on him and let him have it.
That plan never came into fruition as Gohan rolled to his right and planted his hand firmly on the ground. From that position, he kicked Aisha right in the midsection, which knocked her back, but she recovered nicely by rolling over her shoulder and landing in a kneeling position.
The two were back on their feet. The young woman with tan skin charged at her enemy once again and continued her rant. "You and all these damn instructors are the same!" She leapt and went for another spin kick that was ducked. Upon touching her feet, she threw an elbow that Gohan was able to block with a raised forearm. "A Ctarl-Ctarl's pride means everything to them! I'm not gonna let you all continue to demean it!" She used a front kick to knock the arm he was defending with and landed another kick to the side of his head. But once again, the black haired fighter seemed to be unaffected from the blow. In fact, he looked to be more annoyed than actually hurt, which served in further angering her.
They were back at it again with Aisha in launching a full flurry of blows with Gohan blocking and deflecting all of them. Amidst all the strikes, Gohan challenged her pride with this question: "Pride isn't everything! If you keep putting it first, you won't learn anything in this academy; and you won't make any friends!" After taking hold of Aisha's wrists once again, Gohan took a rather stinging block to the chest from the cat girl who leapt and drove both of her knees into it, taking him aback once again.
"And just who's going to teach me, huh?! The model? The pink haired idiot? To say that they are my instructors or to say that people like you are my comrades is an INSULT! All of you do nothing but hold me back and slow me down! So don't you preach to me, because some bastard that refuses to fight me is the last person I'll listen to-"
The alien from planet Ctarl's rant was cut terribly short when she had her gut caved in from Gohan's knee. The single blow forced her to collapse to her knees, coughing and gasping for air. She had the suspicion that even in this fight, he was holding back on her, but the speed and the explosiveness in which he attacked her with that knee strike was something that she couldn't have seen coming or prepared for, even if her guard was up.
"No matter how strong you are, you always have room to learn more. That's something a very close friend of mine taught me." Her cat ears twitched hearing Gohan's words which made her force herself to look up at him with intense spite. With a roar she sprang at him, tackling him to the ground. With her on top of him, she balled her fists together and raised them over her head to bash him repeatedly. Before making contact, Gohan dealt another blow to the midsection resulting in the Ctarl grasping it once again in pain while the demi saiyan followed with a head-butt that dropped her on her back.
Earth's strongest was quickly back on his feet and took a few steps back while his rival (?) clutched her forehead in pain and she struggled to get back on her knees. He really didn't want this fight to keep going, but his words weren't getting through to her. He hoped that a few shots from him would get her to stay down, but his opponent was a little too stubborn to call it quits. If this fight kept getting prolonged, she was going to get herself hurt.
"Bastard…" Aisha weakly cried out before she went at him once again. She threw a couple more punches that were easily deflected and she was sent right on her ass with another hard shove from Gohan. The young woman wouldn't be deterred as she was almost immediately back on her feet and charging at Gohan once again, but he vanished right before her sight and the next thing she knew, she was kicked hard enough in the back that she went skidding across the ground once again.
'Okay, time to put an end to this…' Gohan thought.
Aisha's left foot, pounded the ground as she struggled back to her feet once more. What the hell was happening? How could she be losing right now to him? She knew he was holding back his power for all those weeks, she knew there may have been a gap between them, but it couldn't be that big of a gap, he couldn't be stronger than her. She refused to believe that as a fact. He had spent her life learning and training. She belonged to a race of prestige and power; and she couldn't be this outmatched by someone like him.
That idea in itself brought such a huge blow to her pride that tears welled up in her eyes because of it. She turned to face him and got back to her feet, Gohan froze upon eye contact. He saw the tears running down her checks, completely throwing him off. He had never seen the white haired woman cry before and he honestly didn't know how to respond to that.
Aisha sneered seeing his reaction. He had seen that look to many times throughout this fight. It was a look of sorrow, as if he felt bad for her. She hated it. She didn't need his damn pity! She just wanted to put him down on the ground; and if he was that powerful then it was time to for her to use all of her strength to achieve what she so badly desired.
'Maybe I went too far…' he contemplated. In his attempts to hold back on her, his actions may have been more bullying than actually holding back. He lowered his guard and slowly walked towards her. Maybe now the two could talk things out. What happened next caused the hybrid to stop in his tracks.
Aisha's body began to shake, her muscles began to bulk up, and yellow like surrounded her. Gohan's eyes widened, unsure of just what was happening to the other cadet. Her eyes became a little more dilated, her nails grew longer, and the saiyan hybrid was growing more and more worried. He ran to check on her condition, but he received a claw swipe to the chest. Placing a hand over it, he looked back over to what was taking place with the white haired young woman; her body began to morph, the process causing her clothes to completely ripped off her body. No longer was the tan skin that he was familiar with there, her body was now littered in snow white fur with black stripes all over, she stood on all fours, and she was growling right at Goku's first born.
Aisha Clan-Clan had transformed into a tiger-like beast; and she pounced right on Gohan, trying to bite his head off or claw him to death.
Gohan managed to keep the now transformed Ctarl away from his face by placing both of his feet against the beast's abdomen region while his hands occupied themselves by holding her paws as from away from his face as he could muster. The beast's hot breath rained down on the hero of Earth's face as she attempted to get any part of her body to strike him, but to no success. That was when Gohan grunted and pushed her away using his feet. She rolled back on all fours as the now ticked Gohan was back to a vertical base.
"That's enough!" He declared. The kid gloves were about to come off. With the tiger charging right at him, the half saiyan extended his arm out and with a might roar, a blast of wind came surging from his hand and the power behind it blew his opponent back to her side, her of course skidding across the ground. When the Ctarl-Ctarl pushed herself back up, she was hit with a vicious onslaught of blows from Gohan. His movements couldn't be followed, as if he was going at the blink of an eye. It started with a kick to the chin that lifted her off her front legs, then she felt two kicks to the midsection, an elbow to the back, and finally a haymaker that that made her spin several times before she finally hit the ground.
She tried pushing herself back up once again, as she did throughout the entire fight, but this time it wasn't happening. As much as her will wanted it, her body just didn't have anything else to give; and Aisha finally fell into unconsciousness, her body changing back to her regular human like appearance.
An exhale escaped the lips of Gohan before cooling down. He couldn't help but sympathize for the girl. It was in the midst of that, he was reminded of their instructor's presence.
"Don't feel so guilty Son," the blonde told him. "This fight was something Clan-Clan needed. Maybe after this fight, everything I've been trying to tell her will get through to her head."
"Maybe, but still…" Gohan though back to an earlier statement said in the fight. That the pride of the Ctarl-Ctarl meant more to them than anything; and he was also reminded of the tears the young woman shed near the climax of the fight. For the umpteenth time that morning, he was reminded of Vegeta as he watched the motionless young woman.
"Being so fueled by pride like that. I've never understood it. I don't think I ever will…" he said.
"That's enough for now, you get back to your room and rest up Son, and I'll take Clan-Clan back to her room." Instructed Amane.
Gohan took off his tank top and gave it to his instructor. "Here, I'd feel bad if she was carried in the…nude…" he blushed near the end of the sentence. He couldn't help but think of how awkward it had to be for the young woman if every time she transformed she lost her clothes.
The blonde smiled at the gesture. "I'll let her know who she can give this back to. Now get out of here Son, unless you want to keep running laps."
"No thank you ma'am. I kind hold out until training properly starts." He joked and began his walk back to his room. He looked back watching Amane dress Aisha and cradle the cat girl in her arms. He wasn't sure how what transpired between her and himself will affect the two of them moving forward, but for now all he could do was wait and see.
Chapter End!
There were a couple of extra scenes I wanted to through in this chapter, but that can roll over into Ch.10. I feel as though I may have gone a little overboard with Aisha's attitude, but I wanted to display that this was a girl that had reached her breaking point. Also I feel as though I've disappointed: as of the date this chapter's been published, I go back to school in five days and this will be the only thing I've written my whole Summer vacation. Hopefully, I get the ball back rolling as this year continues to play out or else 2016 is going to be a really awkward year in terms of my fanfic writing.
Also if you wrote a review for the preview to this chapter and you'd like to review this one, just review it as a guest using your usual username or send me a PM because doesn't allow people to review a single chapter twice for whatever dumb reason.
But yeah, aside from this long winded AN, I will see you guys next time for more GP Officer: Son Gohan!
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Axcel: Gohan easily believed the people that kidnapped him because…he sensed no evil intent from them? Look, if Toriyama can lazily hand wave stuff to make his stories work, then I'm allowed to do the same for my shitty fanfic! BTW, thanks for reading.
Cdog21: It might take a while, but I'm sure if you did a little DB wiki research you can piece it together.
Okami Princess: You saw a bit of it here, although you pretty much nailed the reasons why in your review. XP
DARK-ZERO-0000: Who's in the tube? It's a mystery! Oooooh….
G1111: I'm very flattered to hear that, although I personally wouldn't go that far. And I appreciate your comments in regards to the rewrites. I'll admit they're a little more trouble than they're worth, but some stuff I feel NEEDS it.
Code Zero: Of the questions you've asked, here's the ones I can answer: Aisha will definitely see Gohan in a new light after seeing him transform and that's all I'll say about it. Kiyone WON'T be in the Harem, Ayeka I haven't fully figured out what to do with. I haven't seen anything Kamen Rider so that's a no on me doing anything with it for the time being; and the Cooler movies don't exist within the universe that this story is built on, it's just Frieza and King Cold in the family…for now…
With all that said Ladies and gents, I hope you all enjoyed! Leave a review and if you liked the story, why don't you favorite and follow it!