Hi everyone. Here is another chapter for you. I don't really have anything to say so I could have left this out.. But that's so… I don't know..
I don't own..
Thanks to Ivanoma for beta-reading the story.
Last time Gohan defeated Turles, Vegeta, Raditz and Nappa in a spar. They went to see the headmaster for names of the people who attacked Gohan etc. They just lived.
Chapter 38. A day in the life of.
"I want your power level at fifty percent, Half-breed." Vegeta said looking at the boy in the middle of the room.
Gohan looked at him. "What? Fifty? But I was at seventy last time."
"I know. you're going to do it at fifty now. We have to raise the stakes." Vegeta answered cracking his knuckles. "Do it."
Gohan sighed and nodded. "This is going to be great." He muttered lowering his power level to fifty percent. Turles, Nappa and Raditz were all stretching and got up. They all surrounded the sixteen year old.
Vegeta frowned. "I said fifty!" He yelled at Gohan.
"This is fifty!" Gohan snapped back.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "This is fifty percent of your power?"
Gohan nodded and looked at the others. Vegeta's lips curled. "Wow, our training paid off." He whispered only loud enough for Turles to hear.
"I know." He got as an answer.
Gohan turned back to Vegeta as he spoke. "All right. You know the game. Try to dodge our attacks." Gohan nodded and watched the Saiyans power up to their max, trying hard to keep his own level down. Gohan bit his lip noticing the levels going higher and higher. This wasn't going to be pretty. "Ready, Half-breed?" Gohan nodded and they all started firing blasts at him.
Gohan dodged them with some trouble and tried to stay in the air. He got hit by a blast and growled. This threw him out of balance and another blast hit his target. Three more blasts made it to the boy and Gohan fell to the ground. Knowing the Saiyans wouldn't stop he jumped up and deflected a few blasts.
"No deflecting, Half-breed!" Vegeta yelled at him. Gohan pulled a face and dodged the other blasts coming at him. A few hours later, Gohan fell to the ground with a sigh. He leaned against the wall and wiped some sweat off his face.
Raditz smirked and sat down next to him, handing him a drink. "Tired?"
"You don't want to know." Gohan answered watching the others talking and resting. "Damn, I'll be dead before the war begins."
"Don't worry. We still have the regeneration tanks." Raditz answered amused. "They'll bring you back up to speed. Besides, three days ago you thought you couldn't beat all four of us and look at you now."
Gohan gave a small smile and nodded. He did defeat the four Saiyans. He wasn't able to defeat two Oozaru, though, but he was trying. Vegeta decided he had to be trained in speed too. That's why they did these little 'dodge' games in between fights.
"Vegeta and I are staying here. Turles and Nappa will be going away so we can pick up the normal training." Raditz said watching Turles and Nappa walking out the room. Gohan watched Vegeta coming closer.
The man sat down too and smirked. "What's wrong? Don't tell me you two are tired already?"
The two other Saiyans shook their heads. Gohan took a sip from his drink and looked at the ceiling. "You know, I was wondering." He said still looking at the ceiling. "Why aren't I allowed to see Katy?"
Vegeta shrugged. "I don't appreciate it."
"But I'm allowed to see any other girl." Gohan answered looking back at him. Vegeta nodded and answered: "One night stands, yes."
Gohan pulled a face. "I'm not like you, Vegeta."
The man laughed and nodded. "I noticed that. Too bad, though, you're missing out on a lot."
Gohan shrugged. "I can live without it."
"Sure," Vegeta answered getting up. "Well, why don't we begin?" He fired a blast in the air and looked at Gohan. "You know, you can't look at it right?"
Gohan nodded and watched the other two Saiyans transform. After this he flew in the air, powered up and attacked them.
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Gohan frowned and pushed Vegeta away. "Leave me alone, Vegeta." He muttered shifting on the couch.
Vegeta smirked and shook his head. "Come on, you have to let me do this."
"You've already done it once." Gohan snapped back.
"So?" Vegeta asked pulling on the boy's arm. "Your hair grows back and it's already waist length."
Gohan growled as Vegeta pulled the boy up. "Come on. Let me do this." Vegeta whined getting behind Gohan and pushing him towards the table.
"You like this too much." Gohan said frowning as Vegeta pushed him into a chair.
The man fetched a bucket and planted it under the boy's hair. "I know."
Gohan got up. "I'm not in the mood for this."
Vegeta pushed him back down. "Too bad. Sit down."
Gohan growled and crossed his arms. Raditz shook his head. "I have to agree with the boy. You like this too much." He said amused.
Gohan turned to Vegeta, who was about to cut in his hair and flinched. "See."
Vegeta growled and turned the boy's face back to the room. "Don't move, Brat! Damn, I could have cut your ear off."
Gohan pulled a face and stayed still. Vegeta nodded and started cutting his hair. "Good boy."
Turles looked at the paperwork. "Wow, you did a lot planets the last few years." The man organized the papers and grabbed a few. Raditz nodded and answered: "Once Half-breed cooperated with us, we got done faster."
"Once he cooperated with you?" Turles asked raising an eyebrow.
Nappa nodded and prodded in the pillow on the couch. "He didn't cooperated with us to start with."
"No?"
"Of course not." Gohan muttered from the table. Turles pulled a face and said: "It's not that obvious, you know. I mean, those three can be very intimidating to a young boy."
Gohan shrugged earning a growl from Vegeta. "Oh, sorry Vegeta." Gohan apologized, "I just didn't care." He said to Turles, who chuckled.
"And that got you…?"
"A lot of pain." Raditz finished amused. "We beat him up more than once. He always came back for more, though."
"I'm just stubborn." Gohan answered smiling.
Vegeta pulled his head back a bit. "You just can't stay still, can you?"
Gohan ignored this and turned to Turles. "Why did you think I would obey right from the beginning?"
Turles shrugged. "I just assumed you always were like this. Even if I should have known better."
Vegeta snapped the scissors and smirked. "I really like this. Maybe when I'm too old to fight I can do this for a living."
Gohan laughed. "Poor customers."
Vegeta smacked his head. "Watch out, I have your hair in my hands Brat."
Gohan chuckled. "Sorry, I couldn't resist."
Turles smirked. "When we're too old to fight, Half-breed will just make the money for us."
Gohan pulled a face. "Yeah, right. Dream on." Vegeta pushed the boy's head sideway and started cutting the hair there. "You know, if we make so much money. Why don't we just visit a barber for this?"
Vegeta smirked. "Because I like doing this." He answered turning the boy's chair around to look at his face.
The man brushed Gohan's bangs in front of his face and the boy closed his eyes. He pushed Vegeta away. "I can do that myself."
Vegeta shook his head. "I want to do it."
Gohan rolled his eyes and closed them again. "Please leave my face in one piece."
Vegeta chuckled and nodded. "Don't worry. I don't have a yearning to hurt you at the moment." Vegeta got closer and grabbed Gohan's bangs.
Raditz gave an amused glance at the prince. "Maybe we should give him a push."
Turles laughed. "Good idea." The man organized the papers and put them back in a folder.
Vegeta shook his head. "No way. I don't want to ruin that hansom face." He said with a smirk, watching a blush appearing on Gohan's cheeks. The man pulled away and looked at the boy. "If you lean back any more, the chair is going to fall back."
Gohan chuckled and sat straight. "Sorry, I can't help it." He answered brushing a hand through his hair.
"Trust me brat. I won't do anything to you. At least.. I won't if you stop being so childish." Vegeta said amused. Gohan glared at him and answered: "I'm not being childish. I'm just careful."
Vegeta shrugged and got closer again. "Now be a good boy and stay still." Gohan muttered something before he closed his eyes and let Vegeta do his job. After a few minutes Vegeta stepped back and grinned. "I'm getting better and better at this."
"I love being your practice doll." Gohan said frowning. There was a knock on the door and Raditz opened it. Gohan was pulling on his hair to see if it was good enough for him while Zarbon stepped inside.
Raditz crossed his arms. "What do you want?"
Zarbon searched the room for his victim and found the teenager at the table. "Lord Freeza wants to see the hybrid." He said looking back at Raditz. Vegeta frowned and walked up to Zarbon. Gohan looked up and got up. The boy decided to follow Vegeta to the door.
"What does Freeza wants with him?" Vegeta asked suspiciously.
Zarbon smirked. "You want to disobey Lord Freeza? I'll just tell him that." He said putting his hands up.
Vegeta narrowed his eyes before he turned to Gohan and put a hand on his shoulder. "Watch yourself." He whispered before he walked away.
Gohan looked at Zarbon. "I guess I'm coming."
Zarbon nodded and motioned for him to come. The two walked in silence. Gohan's hands balled in fists, ready to punch every second. Zarbon glanced at the boy. "So, what made Lord Freeza so interested in you?"
Gohan shrugged. "I don't know." He answered. Zarbon nodded and they continued their walk in silence again. After a while, they ended up in Freeza's throne room. The boy was lead inside and Zarbon took his place next to Freeza. Gohan knelt on the ground while Freeza looked at him.
"So, the little half-Saiyan." Freeza said tilting his head. "I heard you got drafted for a war."
Gohan nodded. "Yes Lord Freeza." He muttered getting up when Freeza motioned for him to do that.
Freeza got up himself and floated towards Gohan. "I'll wish you good luck. You'll need it." Freeza looked at the boy's confused face with a smirk. "Yes, you'll definitely need it." Freeza turned away from him. "You can go." Gohan raised an eyebrow and hesitated. What was this about? The boy shook his head and bowed. After this he walked out the room. Freeza looked at Zarbon. "Is everything ready?"
Zarbon nodded. "Yes, sir. I've got all I need right here." He pointed at a door at the right.
Freeza looked at Zarbon. "Go add some pressure to that student of yours. We have to make sure this plan works."
Zarbon nodded and walked towards the door. There, he opened it and walked in. A teenager looked up and went to stand. "Good day, Master." He said quickly.
"Good day. I came here to remind you of your job in the coming months." Zarbon stepped closer to the teenager. "You still remember what it is, don't you?"
"Yes, Master." The boy looked down.
Zarbon cupped his chin and smirked. "Don't feel guilty boy. We live in a selfish world. We have to think of ourselves or more importantly…" Zarbon grabbed a picture from the desk. In the picture there was a family. Two adults were smiling at the camera with five children dancing around them. The teenager in person was standing at right with a big smile, as a younger boy. "..our family."
The boy looked at the picture and held out his hand. "Can I have that?" The picture was very dear to him.
Zarbon extended his hand and let the picture fall down. Before the boy could grab it he sent a blast towards the picture. "That's what happens to your real family when you disobey, Boy." He said looking at the wide eyed teenager.
"I'll leave you here to think." Zarbon walked out the room and closed the door, leaving the teenager staring at the ashes of the picture.
Meanwhile, Gohan was walking back to his apartment. He walked in and closed the door. Vegeta looked at him. "What did he want?"
Gohan gave him a confused glance. "He wished me good luck."
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Gohan looked around in the room and searched for the Saiyans. He smirked when he spotted them and walked up to their table. There he sat down. "Hi guys."
The four adults looked at him. Vegeta crossed his arms. "What are you doing here?"
"Wow, I feel welcome." Gohan answered amused. "I was bored so I decided to look you up."
"How did you get out?" Vegeta asked looking at Raditz.
Gohan shrugged. "I wanted to leave through the window but I decided to check the door first. I noticed it wasn't locked and went out."
"You didn't lock the door?" Vegeta asked Raditz, who shrugged.
Gohan smiled. "What's wrong? Don't want me here?"
"I don't mind." Vegeta shrugged and motioned for a waitress to come. "Give him something to drink." He ordered gesturing to Gohan.
"What do you want?" She asked the boy.
"Anything without alcohol." Vegeta answered before Gohan could even think about the question.
"Why not?" Gohan asked frowning.
Vegeta smirked. "I've seen what alcohol does to you." He answered before he looked at the frowning waitress.
"We don't have drinks without alcohol." She said.
"Too bad. Find one." Vegeta answered waving her away.
Gohan crossed his arms. "So, thanks for saving a seat for me."
"Actually, that seat is taken." Turles answered amused.
Gohan nodded. "I gathered as much. By who?"
"Martin." Raditz answered looking around.
Gohan shrugged and settled on the chair. "He can find another one."
Turles chuckled. "So, it was true. You and Martin really don't get along."
Gohan shook his head. "No way."
"Why not?" Turles asked looking at him while Gohan accepted the drink from the waitress. "He tattled on me more than once and he's just mean." Gohan answered watching Martin coming closer.
The man crossed his arms. "Wow, I thought vermin didn't get in here."
Gohan looked at him and nodded. "I thought so too, but now I see you here I guess that's blatantly false."
"That's my seat, little boy." Martin answered frowning.
"Correction. This WAS your seat." Gohan answered waving him away. "That was before I took it."
Martin growled and looked at Vegeta. "That boy never really learned manners, did he?"
Gohan frowned. "I only show manners to the ones who deserve it."
"Oh, really?" Turles asked amused. "I never noticed them."
Gohan chuckled. "As I said, the ones who deserve it." He added looking at Turles with a smile before he turned to Martin. "Too bad, old man."
Martin frowned. "You'd better move away, child."
"Or what?" Gohan asked raising an eyebrow. "You don't need the seat with a hole blasted right through you."
"Yeah right. They won't let you do that." Martin answered gesturing to the Saiyans. Gohan shrugged and grinned before he answered: "They can't do anything about once I've done it. Besides, I would be glad to take a beating if it means getting rid of you."
Vegeta smirked and grabbed a seat from another table and put it down next to him. "Sit here, Brat."
Gohan looked at him and frowned but decided to obey and moved seats. He didn't want Vegeta to get mad since they had another sparring session tomorrow.
Gohan looked around. "What are you doing here, anyway?" He saw a big stage with a red curtain in front of it. Many tables were set out in the great hall they were in. "It looks official."
Vegeta nodded. "It's an auction for concubines." He answered watching the boy's reaction.
Gohan made a face. "You're here to buy a concubine? What's wrong? Can't find girls at the clubs?" he asked amused as he shifted his drink on the table.
Vegeta smirked. "Don't worry. We didn't lose our touch yet, Brat. Even though it sounds very appealing, a girl is too much trouble to take with us. We travel a lot if you haven't noticed, yet. We already have to drag you with us, another bother would be too burdensome."
Gohan stuck out his tongue and turned to the stage. "So, why are you here, then?"
"We're just here to watch the show." Turles answered stretching. "At auctions like this the girls have to show their … specialties. It's entertaining to see."
Gohan chuckled. "You're crazy." He said looking at his comrades.
Martin frowned."Isn't it bed time for you?"
Gohan shook his head. "I haven't had a bed time in a very long while, old man." He answered taking another sip from his drink. "The specialists stopped doing that when I was nine."
"You had a bed time in camp?" Raditz asked amused.
Gohan nodded with a smile. "They always made sure I was in bed around eight. They forced me in there when I didn't want to go. They just wanted me to have enough sleep, I guess. Or they wanted something to do."
"Probably." Vegeta muttered watching the curtains opening. "It's starting."
The others turned their sights to the stage. There a man walked onto the stage. "Ladies and Gentlemen. I hereby present to you, the beauties of the universe." The man walked away and a girl with a light green skin and long brown hair walked onto the stage. She was dressed in a blue top with long see-through sleeves and a short skirt. There the music started and she started dancing.
She slowly walked to the center of the stage and moved with her slim body, making most of the men in the room drawl. Gohan made a face and looked back at the Saiyans, who were enjoying the dance too. 'This girl isn't half as pretty as Katy.' He thought.
The girl immediately looked his way and Gohan raised an eyebrow. The girl made her way down the stage, followed by the eyes of every man in the room. The girl got closer and Gohan bit his lip. 'Can she read thoughts?'
The girl smiled and held still in front of the boy. "Yes I can, cutie." Gohan smirked and said: "Wow, no offense meant to you."
The girl pulled him up and smiled. "Just wait. I'll make you change your mind." She put her hands on his shoulders and moved up to him. The men started cheering as the girl danced around Gohan; the boy looked back at the amused Saiyans.
Vegeta shook his head. "It's always like this. He always gets picked out."
"I know." Raditz answered watching the girl pushing Gohan into a chair and crawling onto his lap. "We really need to ask how he does that."
The girl ripped off a sleeve and put it around Gohan's neck. She moved up to his lips until they nearly touched. "And now? Who's the prettiest now?"
Gohan smirked. "I don't think you would like the answer."
The girl smiled. "I like that. Someone I have to work for. Too bad you're not a buyer."
Gohan put his hands up. "You definitely impressed me, though."
The girl smiled and got off him. She tousled his hair and walked away, back to the stage to find another victim. Gohan shook his head and grabbed the sleeve which was still around his shoulders. Vegeta nudged him. "What did you do to make her so interested in you?"
"I just thought about something that caught her attention. She can read minds." He answered grabbing his drink and looking at the sleeve. "I guess I was the only one who wasn't drooling over her."
Vegeta shrugged. "A mind reader, good one. You're really lucky, Boy."
Raditz looked at the girl as she walked away. The girl gave a last glance at Gohan and motioned to come with her head. Gohan raised an eyebrow. The girl smiled and pointed at her sleeve. Gohan held the sleeve in the air and pulled a questioning face.
The girl nodded and held out her hands. Gohan chuckled and waved with it. 'Come and get it.' He thought to her. The girl nodded and smirked. She took a run, made a jump and turned in the air. There she landed gracefully in front of Gohan. "Wow that was great." He said smiling.
The girl shrugged and held out her hand. "Give it up, cutie."
Gohan handed the sleeve and she nodded. "Thank you." She brushed his cheek and walked away, giving a last wink at her first victim. Gohan pulled a face back, earning a laugh from her. The girl bowed for the cheering men and walked out.
That night Gohan relaxed in his room and thought about camp. The specialists always made sure he was in bed on time.
Flashback ****Gohan pounded the punching bag. The boy took a deep breath and continued his work-out with the bag. Gohan growled and panted after a while. He placed his hands on his knees and sweat dripped down his face.
The eight year old looked up when Crimon walked in the room. Gohan stretched and smiled. "Hi Crimon."
"Saiyan." Crimon said frowning. "Do you know what time it is?" He asked walking closer. Gohan shrugged.
"Not really. I don't pay attention to the time." He answered grabbing a towel and wiping his face.
Crimon crossed his arms. "I know what time it is, though."
"Oh really?" The eight year old looked up at Crimon.
The man nodded and grabbed Gohan by his hair. "Time to go to bed."
Gohan growled. "Don't be so lame." He muttered trying to free himself.
Crimon smirked. "Do you really think you'll succeed?" He asked looking down at the boy.
Gohan stopped struggling and let Crimon push him towards the showers. Crimon pushed Gohan inside. "Now wash and don't take too long."
Gohan rolled his eyes and walked into the showers. "Now I'm going to take extra long." He muttered walking in a shower.
After showering Gohan walked out to find Crimon with Hitora, the history teacher. The boy frowned and crossed his arms. "Wow, they multiplied."
The two specialists chuckled and Crimon motioned for Gohan to come. The boy growled. "I don't want to go to bed yet."
Crimon shrugged. "You're going, Saiyan." Gohan opened his mouth but Crimon interrupted him: "I know you're not a Saiyan. You were born in the wrong body." He said with a smirk.
Gohan looked up at him. "You know, you're mean." He said following Crimon.
Crimon shrugged. "You're not so saint either, little runaway."
Gohan blushed and looked down. He tried to runaway a few days ago, only to be caught by Crimon again. That man kept an eye on him and Gohan couldn't escape him. Gohan looked up when a hand landed on his head and tousled his hair. The boy smiled a bit and they continued their walk to his room. Gohan crossed his arms and yawned.
"Ha!" Gohan jumped and looked up at Crimon. "I caught that. You're tired!" Crimon said pointing at the boy. Gohan growled.
"Next time warn me when you're doing that." He said frowning. The boy's tail flicked agitated behind him. Crimon looked at the tail and pulled on it. Gohan yelped and slapped his hands away. "Don't do that!" He yelled at the man.
"Don't leave it out in the open like that, orphan." Crimon answered amused. Gohan pulled his tail around his waist and narrowed his eyes.
"I'm not an orphan."
Crimon glanced at the Saiyan as they continued their walk through camp. "Do you have both parents?" He started.
Gohan nodded. "Yes." Then he looked down. "Well, one."
"Do they have contact with you?"
Gohan looked up. "No," He answered already knowing where this conversation went to.
"Do they send you money?"
"No."
"Can you go to them when this facility closes?" Crimon had a victory smirk present on his face when Gohan's answer came.
"No." He growled frowning.
Crimon nodded. "So, where are you planning on going when this closes?"
Gohan shrugged. "I don't know." He answered brushing over his tail.
"So, this is the only place where you can be safe…" Gohan snorted "… where you can survive." Crimon corrected himself. "The only place where you can get food and a bed to sleep in?"
Gohan sighed and nodded. "Yes."
"There you go." Crimon said looking at Hitora, who had been following the conversation with interest. "Does that sound like an orphan or what?"
Hitora nodded amused. "It's all there." Gohan looked down and frowned.
Crimon turned back to the half-Saiyan and said: "It's two against one."
Gohan looked up. "Of course. You're always siding against me."
"Sure." Hitora chuckled. "But look on the bright side. You still have those Saiyans."
Gohan laughed bitterly. "Wow, aren't I a lucky guy. From what I remember they are worse than you. Besides, they forgot about me."
"I don't blame them." Crimon said shrugging. "I wouldn't want to pick you up either." Hitora looked at Crimon and they exchanged glances.
Gohan grinned. "I'm just trying to make you sick of me. You'll let me go then."
Crimon shook his head. "No, we'll never do that." He said looking down at the boy. "You're stuck with us until the Saiyans have the courage to face you."
Gohan rolled his eyes. Hitora looked at the boy. "Oh, Headmaster says he wants the math assignment in three days." He said nodding.
Gohan's tail fell down. "Oh, right." He still had to do that one. Damn, headmaster and his predilection for education...Gohan's in particular. The boy sighed and looked down.
Crimon looked sideways. "It's not going well?" He asked.
Gohan shrugged. "I didn't even begin. It's kind of hard." He muttered frowning. The headmaster decided he needed to be taught math since he hadn't really gone to school.
Crimon drifted off in thought for a few seconds before he directed his words to Gohan again. "Why don't you come by my office tomorrow? Maybe I can help?"
Gohan looked up. "Would you do that?" He asked.
Crimon shrugged. "Sure. It was our idea to teach you, after all. We expected it to be difficult, but we know you can do it."
Gohan smiled and nodded. "Okay, what time?"
"When is your last class?"
Gohan thought about that and looked down. "I think my last class ends at five." He muttered. "Yes,"
"Five it is." Crimon said nodding. "I'll expect you then."
Gohan's door was opened and the boy walked in. He turned to Crimon. "Okay, I'm here. You can go." He said waving the man away.
Crimon shook his head and pointed at the bed. Gohan rolled his eyes and walked towards his bed. There he grabbed his pajama's and changed into them. The pajamas were the old clothes of the Specialists. They found out he didn't have any and donated some old clothes to him. He was wearing a gray shirt, which came to his feet and black pants. They already cut the pants to knee length but it was still too long for Gohan. After this he pulled the sheets up and dived under them. The boy looked at Crimon. "I'm in bed."
"I see." Crimon answered nodding. "Good night."
"Good night." Gohan answered as he yawned. The boy lied down and closed his eyes. Crimon closed the door and walked away with Hitora.
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That was it. Please review! I hope you liked it and I wish you a happy new year!