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Fight 09
Cornered

His thoughts were jumbled after the crazy day he had so, unlike usual, Gohan didn't immediately fall asleep. He knew this would come back and bite him, but Gohan couldn't quite bring himself to tell Chi-Chi about the superhero idea. He couldn't. Not yet anyway. He would wait until he got the costume. Yes. That definitely sounded like a good plan.

Plus he supposed it wouldn't hurt if he told her that his schoolmates were learning things she had him studying soon after Namek. Oh she still wouldn't be happy about it, but it would go a long way if he could convince her it wouldn't affect his grades. His attendance was another issue altogether as well as remaining under Videl's radar should she learn he keeps disappearing when she leaves to help the police. Gohan wondered if he should learn the multi-form technique to help throw her off.

Truthfully he doubted that would be possible because Gohan was pretty sure he was still on it. Even after they had smoothed things out after lunch he could feel her gaze every now and then. It was more curious than accusatory at that point. Videl clearly could tell there was something more to him. Hercule's daughter or not she had good instincts and seemed to enjoy unraveling a mystery. Just his luck.

The next morning he found himself flying quickly through the skies towards school in an attempt to not be late today. His side stop at Capsule Corporation had taken longer than he thought it would. Mostly because Bulma offered him breakfast. A second breakfast that is.

He landed on the outskirts of town so as to not raise suspicion and began walking. As he neared the school he mentally thanked Bulma again for the jetcopter. She had had presence of mind to get him a slightly older mid-tier model. Gohan laughed to himself as he imagined getting one not even on the market yet. That would so not help keep attention off of him. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Videl waiting for him by the doors. Her glare had returned tenfold. Before he could ask what the problem was she spoke first, "Hello Gohan. Or should I say . . . Mr. Gold Fighter!"

Word Count: 400

Author's Note: Please tell me if think it might be a good idea to actually go for the multi-form idea. I've contemplated it, but I just don't know.