Hey guys! Benkei Urahara here! We'll I'm glad you all enjoyed episode 3 and I hope that this episode will be up to those standards as well. Alright, before anything else, I have a mini rant to get out of the way, but please, read it all the way through before giving me shit.

I do realize I may have pissed a few of you off and I apologize. I sometimes don't think before I speak or type as the case may be and I realize this. So I apologize. I merely meant to deter flamers and trolls. I love constructive criticism. I really do, but just telling me that my character is awful is not constructive, it's asinine. If you don't like something and realize someone else does and you just say what you don't like without offering info to help the writer, you are just speaking to be heard and that is a waste of mine as well as others time. You are more than welcome to your opinion, but if you're just gonna shit on something I put that much work into, you may as well just not read.

Now onto the people who gave me decent criticism.

Thank you. Really. I don't doubt that you're right, I just have never found anything that said Frieza was a mutant. If you would give me the site or video or whatever I would be happy to look it over. I have no problem with being proven wrong, but on the 'Frieza shouldn't be nice thing', I stand by what I said. None of them should be viewed as kind. Cold was a pretentious bastard, Frieza was a ruthless tyrant, and Cooler was a near psychotic monster in both his movies. None of them fit the big brother or daddy role. I went with Frieza to break from the norm. The original fic this is based on, Froze (Snows' base) was Coolers son. I didn't want to do that again. I'm sorry if you don't enjoy that, but I'm gonna stick to my guns. But I would be more than happy to listen to anymore criticisms you have. Please, it helps me to be a better writer when I'm criticized.

If this offended anyone, I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I do not mean to come off as an ass or arrogant, but I feel as though my part had to be heard and I had to make myself sound like an ass to do it. If you're still reading, thank you. I'm here to entertain others and I hope I'm doing that.

And yes, I know some of you didn't want me to add the club finding episode, but don't worry, I'll make it worth it.

Onto the story! Also, I may be switching between my phone and a computer while I'm doing this.

Also, I realize Froze is a character from Dragon Ball Heroes. I know nothing more than the character names for that game.

This is a NON PROFIT fan pased parody. Benkei Urahara owns neither the games or animes used and mentioned herein. All rights go to their respective owners.


Episode 4: Two Parter and a Vampire

Goten laughed as he ran away from an angered Yukari, the young saiyan carrying her new wand with him. "Goten, bring that back here!" the witchling cried as she tried running faster, finding the five year old always just out of her reach.

The almost Goku clone just laughed harder, back flipping over the older girls head... right into Kurumu's waiting arms. "Oh, is my poor Goten-chan being picked on by the mean wittle witch?" she said in a cutesy-baby voice, pressing Goten's face into the canyon that was her cleavage, the young half-breed blushing furiously as Gohan just chuckled and Yukari fumed.

Gohan stepped up and took the wand from Goten's hand, handing it back to the witchling. "Goten, don't be mean to Yukari. And Kurumu, please let my brother go. He's turning blue." Kurumu pouted a bit before letting up on her death grip, Goten happily gulping down a few gasps of air before being turned around and hugged by the succubus, Gohan sweatdropping. "That's... better?"

"Gohan!"

"Gohan-kun, we've got the food!"

Gohan turned to see his mother and Moka walking up to the settled party with the picnic baskets. The saiyan half breed smiled as he laid out their blanket, settling down as Chi Chi screamed at Kurumu for holding onto her youngest son like she was, the succubus reduced to a quivering leaf in the storm that was his mother.

Yukari happily sat in the newly arrived Snow's lap as Gohan and Moka set out the food. As the two sat back, their hands accidently laid over the top of each other, the two teens faces turning bright red. But, they didn't pull away, instead wrapping their hands around each other, their eyes locking. The saiyan smiled shyly and the vampire giggled lightly, their faces coming closer and closer with each second. Moka closed her eyes and puckered her lips. Gohan followed her lead, leaning in further. But, her soft lips weren't what he found. A cold breeze blew by the saiyan, causing his eyes to open, which widened quickly upon what he saw. His friends and family, beaten, bloody, and dead, piled on top of each other.

A chuckle from behind pulled Gohan from his violent vision. He turned to see three familiar figures, his rage peaking as he transformed with a scream. Cell, Frieza, and Garlic Jr. all stood in front of him. "You bastards, how could you?! I don't know how you got out of Hell, but I'm sending you back!" A great shout ripped through the young man as he ascended, the familiar lightning aura far more violent than normal.

Cell laughed again. "You're rather quick to shift blame, Gohan."

Frieza joined in at this point. "Maybe look in the mirror before you try and point fingers, monkey boy."

Almost on que, a mirror appeared in front of the saiyan, the sight shocking and horrifying him nearly as much as his friends bodies had. He was covered head to toe in blood. Their blood. Garlic Jr. appeared directly behind Gohan, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder. "You know, I had a feeling you were something special, something like me."

"No... No, I'm not like you. I can't be." The immortal tyrant backed up as Cell and Frieza appeared beside him, Gohan too horrified to look away from the mirror until a bright light appeared behind him. He turned to see his three greatest enemies charging energy balls. They released the energy, Gohan screaming as he was overtaken by them. Then... oof!

A hard blow to the gut pulled Gohan from his dream, the saiyan coughing hard. He hadn't been hit hard enough to really hurt, but it definitely got his attention, Snow looking at him worriedly. "Gohan, you back with me, man?" he said worriedly.

The saiyan simply nodded as he heard a loud banging on the door, Moka's voice calling out. "Snow-kun, let me in, now!" She shouted, obviously worried about her friend and angry at her other friend.

The ice-jin looked to his friend quickly. "Fifteen seconds, power down." He held up a mirror quickly, Gohan flinching a bit, but seeing that he was in his Super Saiyan form. He nodded and exhaled slowly, his hair returning to it's black color as did his eyes, Moka finally just kicking in the door at the perfect moment with the door hitting Snow in the face as he ran to brace it.

The vampire began to let her tears fall as she rushed forward, hugging the saiyan tightly. "Gohan-kun, are you okay?! I was coming to wake you up for training and then I heard you screaming and I ran as fast as I could, but Snow-kun locked me out!" She pulled back, tears flowing steadily as said ice-jin picked himself up off the floor, rubbing his face.

Gohan just wiped her tears away and smiled. "I'm okay, Moka. Really, I am. Just... Just a nightmare."

Snow chuckled a bit as the other boys ran down the hall into Gohan's room, looks of anger, jealousy, and sleep, as the sun hadn't risen yet, on their faces when they saw the beautiful vampire holding onto the saiyan half breed. The ice jin glared at the gaggle of males, causing them to back up, a sharp glare and spike in power from Gohan causing them to run down the hall. Moka looked at him strangely, looking at the empty doorway. She looked back to him. "Everything okay? Your energy spiked."

Gohan just smiled nervously and nodded. "Everything's fine now." The saiyan looked up at the ice jin. "You two go on ahead, I'll join you in a bit." The vampire girl looked at her friend a bit disappointed, but gave him one more hug before standing and hugging Snow, giving him a quick smack upside the head before walking out, Gohan's eyes wandering a bit to her backside before the ice-jin smacked him upside the head as well. "Ow, what?"

"You happy watching Moka's ass or is that a tail?" At first Gohan thought he was just being perverse until he felt something fuzzy striking his side. He looked behind himself, shocked to see a brown furry tail sprouting from the base of his spine.

"I... didn't know this far into my life it'd grow back." He said incredulously as he flicked it a few times, testing how much control he had over it. It was like a fifth limb, the whole of the appendage lean muscle. He could do some real damage if he wanted to. And that thought was completely alien to him.

"Maybe we should take care of it now." Snow said, reaching for the furry appendage, a strong hand wrapping around his wrist tightly. He looked up to see an intense glare on Gohan's face. "Okay, maybe not."

Gohan realized what he was doing, letting go of the ice-jin's wrist. "Snow, I am so sorry, I don't know what came over me."

Snow hummed lightly as he thought. "It pains me to say this, but maybe you should get a hold of Vegeta. He's the only person who could tell you what's happening." Gohan nodded, thinking about asking Piccolo if he could use telepathy from here. Snow turned to walk out of the room, turning back for a moment. "You're training with Moka today, right?" Gohan nodded again. "Be careful to keep that temper under control. Oh." He tossed Gohan a sack, the saiyan immediately knowing it was full of senzu beans.

"I just ran out a few days ago. How'd you get more?"

"Ask Piccolo. I have no clue."

Cut to Piccolo meditating on top of a pillow case of senzu beans he'd accumulated over the years the Earth had been at peace. His eyes open as he stares at the author... wait, what?

"GET ON WITH THE STORY!"

2 Days Later...

"Focus, Ura. Shut out outside distractions and focus on your feet." Gohan said, inwardly growing tired of this. Piccolo had been able to create contact with Vegeta and Gohan asked him about what was going on. Vegeta explained the only way Vegeta could.

'It's puberty, you whiny little half-breed! A saiyans puberty is normally more violent then these pathetic humans' are from what I've seen. I normally wouldn't care, but you need to keep track of when the next full moon will be. Your tail should have grown back, so you know what that means, don't you? With how powerful you are and with the fact that you're in puberty, your Oozaru form will be far more violent and destructive than normal. You could accidently destroy the planet if you aren't careful. If you have the chance after you're done playing school, come by the compound. You have to remain in a state of motion to keep you're temper in check.'

Then there was Moka's training. He didn't mind training either of the Moka's and their training was going better now that they were both training in martial arts along with ki, but this was just headache inducing. They had been at this for an hour and a half today! He didn't expect her to get on the first go, no, but three weeks into training?! Is this how Piccolo felt training him?! She hasn't even gotten off the ground yet! Moka can already glide! RAHHHHHHHHHH!

The way their training worked was they'd train for two hours every morning and two hours after school, the weekends being off days unless Gohan thought they needed to work on something. Which normally happened. Ura understood the physical side of the training, struggling to understand the more mental side of things, and, while Moka excelled here, her gentle nature made her training slower than it should have been. Both of the vampires personalities had their ups and downs as students. Ura was harsh and didn't like to listen, while Moka was receptive and easy to teach. Both were incredibly smart and very talented in their own respects, but, if Gohan was honest, Ura was the better student, unafraid to use her full potential.

The morning training sessions revolved around Ura's ki and meditation training while the afternoon was centered on Moka's combat and extra sensory conditioning. Gohan kept it split up like this so that it would be easier to prep for different training methods he might employ.

When Gohan had asked Piccolo to make Moka a training outfit, the namek immediately thought of the uniform Chi Chi wore at the Tenkaichi Budokai when she fought Goku. This inspired Moka's uniform. It was a simple palate swap of Chi Chi's, being forest green and blood red instead of dark blue and bright red with the kanji for Son over her left breast and again on her back, showing who her teacher was.

It was also designed so that no matter which vampire wore it, it would fit comfortably without restricting movement. Both Moka's loved it, even if Ura wouldn't admit it. Upon Gohan's suggestion, the girl(s) kept her hair up in a ponytail as to keep it from flying everywhere. She absolutely refused to cut it.

Ura growled a bit as she tried to focus her ki into her feet as the saiyan had told her. Her fair skinned face was beginning to turn a shade of pink, then red as she held her breath. She had been told that wouldn't help, but, of course, she thought she knew better. She began to feel the ground disappear from under her feet as her power swelled, so maybe she did. She looked down to see that she had actually come off the ground a few inches, maybe a foot. She slowly descended and breathed out slowly as her energy fell back down to what it had been before.

She heard a slow clap behind her and turned to see Gohan smiling at her. "Now that's a breakthrough if I've ever seen one. I'm impressed."

Ura smiled before tucking a stray hair behind her ear. "Well, I do pride myself on being impressive."

"Now don't get cocky. Omote has far surpassed you in the ki control department, so you've got a good amount of catching up to do." The dyad said sternly, his student huffing and blowing the same troublesome strand of hair out of her face again. Gohan checked the clock he had set aside and saw that it read six-thirty. "Alright, that's enough. We need to head back to our dorms." Ura sighed and nodded, hoping to get a bit more practice in before having to be resealed. She went to her bag and pulled out the rosary before having it taken from her hand. Gohan stood beside her with it in his hand. "I wanna talk to you as we walk."

"Alright, but you know we could be expelled if I'm found in this form." she stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah I know."

"Well then, what do you wanna talk about?" Ura said as she started walking to the woods. A few weeks ago, she wouldn't of given even a second thought to this 'chat', instead just kicking Gohan in the head, but over the weeks, Gohan had gained her respect as a warrior and as a teacher. As a friend, maybe not so much. She also prided herself on not being bought in as easily as her other.

"Your training." She looked at him apprehensively before he smiled nervously and put his hands up in defense. "It's nothing bad, I promise." He put his hands back down and kept walking. "You may not see it, and to be honest, at times, I don't, but you're both making incredible headway. Few people have the kind of natural talent you two do." Ura smirked proudly at this, Gohan frowning a bit. "That said, there's a lot, and I mean a lot, you both need to work on. You, Ura, need to work on learning to listen better. A teacher can only teach a willing student." Ura frowned at this, finding his tone a bit condescending. "Omote, if she can hear me, needs to work on that fear she has of herself. I understand far better than either of you know the fear of your own power, but it's a baseless fear. It'll only hamper her in training and, in a rare case, combat. That fear will make her hesitate and it'll get someone hurt."

"I understand. What I don't understand is why you didn't let me put my rosary on. You could have just told Omote this and I would've listened."

"Because if I had, you would've just been making snide comments and wouldn't have listened."

"... Fair enough."

Gohan tossed the rosary to her as they came to the side of the dorm rooms, smiling kindly at the vampire. "Think on what I said, but don't focus on it too hard. I'll see you tomorrow. And keep this in mind. That which we work for comes to us in strength when we most need it." The saiyan charged up and launched himself into the air, making a beeline for his room, leaving Ura alone. He knew from how many times she'd been switching in and out, Moka could catch herself after turning back now.

The vampire growled, her fangs grinding together a bit before she put on the rosary, feeling her body weaken slowly. "Damn uppity half breed."

Her silver hair turned back to it's bubblegum pink color as her body changed back to that of Omote's, her legs nearly buckling. The change finished, Moka opened her eyes and let out a shaky breath. She looked and pouted a bit. She had been hoping to see Gohan before they had to go to school. She was beginning to feel a bit lonely. The saiyan had been somewhat distant ever since he'd talked to his friend, Vegetable or something like that. She had wanted to ask him and see what club he'd like to join so they could join together.

She sighed lightly as she decided she'd just have to see him at school... on the off chance Kurumu isn't hanging on him and Yukari isn't hanging off the both of them.

The school was alive with activity as older students shouted over everyone, advertising for their respective clubs. Gohan smiled as Moka looked around excitedly, holding tight to his arm. Since class ended, everyone agreed to split up and they'd meet back up to discuss club ideas. Moka and Gohan had decided they'd meet up to look at clubs together as to avoid the backlash. Gohan enjoyed hanging out with his other friends, but he didn't get all that much time to hang out with Moka alone anymore unless it was just a few minutes in the morning when she fed off him or their training sessions. Unlike his father, he wasn't totally oblivious. Just... moreso than most.

Gohan laughed a bit as he watched Moka's eyes light up every time she looked at a new club before finally she pulled him along to a stand just by the edge of all the movement. Gohan smiled brightly at the two teachers running it. "Nekonome-sensei, Yamcha-sensei. You guys are running the Newspaper club?"

Yamcha just chuckled a bit. "Yep, looks that way huh?"

Nekonome all but began jumping for joy. "Are you two here to sign up?"

Moka giggled lightly as she gripped Gohan's arm a bit tighter. "We want to look at everything the school has to offer before we choose."

"Ah, sounds like you two are practicing for buying your first house together." Yamcha said, a knowing/perverted smile on his face.

"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" shouted both the teens as their teacher smacked her boyfriend in the arm for teasing them, the human fighter just laughing.

"Anyway, if you decide to, the Newspaper club could really use some new members, so check us out again later! Meow!" the nekomata teacher said cheerfully.

Gohan started trying to stifle a laugh, getting smacked in the chest by his friend. "Uh, Nekonome-sensei?" She looked up at the saiyan quickly. "Your tail." She looked confused for a moment before looking down and shrieking. She giggled nervously before tucking her tail away, her face a brilliant shade of red.

Moka laughed as her and Gohan began walking down the path of club fair. "Wow, there are so many clubs!" The vampire girl dragged the warrior to the first booth she saw, Gohan blanching a bit as he read the sign. The UFO/Aliens Club... Someone up there is laughing me. From what Dad has said, probably King Kai.

Meanwhile in Otherworld...

King Kai sneezed as he washed his now fully restored car, gently rubbing his nose. "There's a mortal talking about me. I know it."

A monkey wearing an orange tank top and a blonde wig hopped into scene. "King Kai, dude, how does the sneezing tell you someone is gabbing about you?"

"Shut up Talking Fan Fiction Surfer Bubbles."

Back at the plot...

"Join the UFO Club! We're a club dedicated to proving the existence of aliens in our universe!" screamed the club rep, a man wearing a beat up old white collared shirt with a radical afro esque hair with a pair of blood shot eyes that seem to want to pop out of his head. "Here, we even have photographic proof!" He lifted up a photo of a creepy little alien with bug eyes and tentacles for fingers and shoved it in Moka's face, then Gohan's, both thoroughly freaked out as her grip on his arm tightened, though an idea did pop into Gohan's head as he grabbed one of the copies of that very picture. "O-or this one!" He grabbed another picture, Moka quickly hiding herself behind Gohan.

"No!" she cried in terror as Gohan looked at the picture the rep thrust up this time.

"Uh, sir, that's a picture of you unconscious in a chicken suit with a bottle of whiskey in your hand." he pointed out.

"But how do you know the aliens didn't put me in that suit?"

"... I'm mean no offense when I say this, but I'm going to grab my friend and we are going to run away from you as fast as we possibly can." Gohan pulled a brightly smiling Moka to his side by the waist and faster than the eye could follow, jumped away from the nutjob.

The man was stunned beyond words, at least until a certain ice-jin walked in front of him. He pointed at the walking alien. "YOU'RE AN ALIEN!"

Snow just stopped and smiled, sucking in a deep breath before turning to the man. "Wanna see something fucked up?" he said, slowly pulling off his school blazer and undershirt and setting the basket of fruit he'd been carrying down. A hissing roar filled the air before the UFO enthusiast was sent flying into a few random bales of hay, lessening the amount of damage.

Back to Snow who was now buttoning his blazer back up and finishing it all off by redoing his tie. He looked around for a moment, seeing most everyone had frozen in fear at his transformation. "What?!" he shouted, everyone immediately going back to what they had been doing. He began walking down the path of the fair, seeing his half saiyan friend with Moka just a few stalls down.

Gohan arched a brow at Snow. "Was that totally necessary?"

"Not at all, and that makes it all the sweeter. Fruit?" Gohan sighed lightly, then he remembered something, quickly pulling out the picture he took from the UFO stall.

He unfolded it and held it out for his glaerisian friend. "Hey Snow, check this out."

The ice-jin looked at him strangely before looking at the photo, immediately running to a trash bin and puking up the contents of one of his three stomachs as Moka hid from it. He walked back over, refusing to look at the photo as Gohan laughed. "Sweet merciful Buddah, what the fuck is that?!"

"What, you don't recognize it? I thought it may have been you in the shower." Gohan said with a smirk. Moka smacked the saiyan in his arm for his joke as Snow glared at him.

"I bet you think you're being real cute, half-breed." the glaerisian's powerful tail lashing the ground behind him, leaving a sizeable dent, the geture having no effect on the sayian.

"Bitch, I'm adorable."

Snow roared as he flung himself at the sayian, the two laughing as they rolled around in the dirt until Moka pulled them apart. "Okay boys, can we find a club now?" Snow joined their little group as they searched for a club to join, pulling out a green apple and tearing a large chunk out of it. Moka kept a hold of Gohan's right arm as they walked, Snow on his left.

Snow decided quickly he wouldn't let Gohan have that weapon to use on him as he snatched the photo, balled it up, tossed it into the air and blasted it, watching as its ashes fell to the ground.

...

"Ugh, is there not a single decent club in this school?" Gohan whined.

His answer came in the form of a flying bat, the very same bat that seemed to plague everything they did. "Did you really expect anything else from here? Weeee!"

"I'M GONNA KILL THAT FUCKING BAT!" Snow screamed as he lifted off, causing Gohan to cover his eyes. Not a moment too soon either, as the rush of wind had flipped Moka's skirt up, showing off her hot pink panties while the poor girl tried to pull her skirt back down as quickly as possible, a certain monstrel deciding then to walk by as he thought Gohan's eyes were closed, thinking it would be a good time to attack. That was, until he saw the vampires underwear. Blood spewed from Saizo's nose as he fell over, unconscious.

Kou screamed as he somehow managed to keep out of the glaerisians grasp. "Saizo Owned Count: 17! AAAAAAHHH!"

Gohan rubbed the dust out of his eyes before looking over at the brightly blushing Moka and arching a brow. "Uh, Moka-chan? You okay?"

She looked up at the saiyan, her face still beet red. "You, uh, you didn't see anything, did you, Gohan-kun?"

"What was I supposed to see?"

Moka breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped her arm around Gohan's once more, starting them back on their path. They walked and talked for a bit before they noticed a rather large group of boys gathered around a single booth. "What's going on over there?"

As they got closer, they noticed through the throng of boys that the stall was being run by some very beautiful female students in skimpy two pieces. "They're all so cute! And they're in bikinis!" Gohan heard one boy shout. He could only guess as he couldn't see the sign, that this was the stall for the swim club.

"Hey Moka, why don't we go look at the swimming club?" he said cheerfully as he began walking to the stall, a very hesitant vampire in tow.

One of the girls, a teal haired young woman with an impressive body, hopped up onto the stall to address the crowd of adoring males. "My name is Ichinose Tamao and I'm President of the Swimming Club! Does anyone wanna come swimming with me?" she asked, giving a cute, pouty face that sent the boys into a frenzy. The girl smirked inwardly as she watched the throng of males under her. "We've only got female members right now, so any boys that sign up in the next few minutes will get special services from the seniors!"

The girl paused for a moment as she caught sight of Gohan, smirking all the more. "Son Gohan!" Gohan looked up from the pamphlet one of the boys had dropped and looked around for a second. "Over here, silly!" He finally looked up at the young woman before waving back at her, Moka pouting a bit at the sight. She beckoned for them, or him really, to come over. When the other boys had heard her call for him and turned to see he was standing there with Moka, they immediately made a path for him to take to the stall. It seemed the young saiyan had become rather famous for his defeats of Saizo and the class president, much to his chagrin.

Once Gohan got up to the stall, Tamao sat down and smiled kindly at him, causing Moka's jealousy to rise that much more. Gohan seemed rather oblivious to it all. He was the son of Goku after all.

"Hey you. Maybe you'd like to join my little club? I promise to make it worth your while." Tamao said, a seductive undertone punctuating her sentence as she winked at the half-breed.

Gohan was rather surprised to find that this random girl knew him or that she wanted him specifically in her club, though the boys shutting up and forming a straight path for him and Moka bothered him a bit more. "How do you know who I am?"

Moka could feel her inner self screaming in frustration, trying to figure out whether to strangle the flirting girl or the dense half-breed. The girl in question giggled, starting to twirl her hair. "Silly, we all know who you are, don't we girls?"

"Hi, Gohan-kun~" The girls giggled as Gohan blushed lightly, waving to them as a rather discernible tick mark popped up on his vampire friends head. Then her expression took a more sullen approach.

She pulled on Gohan's arm lightly, causing him to look at her. "Can I talk to you in private for a moment?"

"Uh, well I guess so." Gohan said, giving Tamao and the other girls a farewell, they're collective groans of disappointment enough to cause the boy to blush again as Moka dragged him away.

Tamao narrowed her eyes as she watched them go. Damn that Akashiya Moka. I will get that boy, Vampire, and you won't stop me.

"So, what's up, Moka-chan?" Gohan said once they were out of earshot.

Moka looked down at her feet as if ashamed of something. "Well, you see... I can't join the Swimming club." Gohan tilted his head a bit, confused. "As a vampire, I can't be anywhere near water unless it's had special herbs put into it. It... shorts out my powers, for lack of a better explanation. I'm sorry... If you wanna join the Swimming Club, you can, but I can't."

Gohan smiled and put his hand on her head. "Moka, I told you we would find a club we can both enjoy, so that's what I'm going to do." Moka blushed and smiled up at him. Gohan laughed a bit after he pulled his hand back. "Besides, swimming is only fun when you're fishing."

It was the vampire girls turn to tilt her head in confusion. "Wait, why would you swim when you fish? Wait, do you fish barehanded?!"

"Yep. Just how I was taught."

"How!?"

"I'll show you sometime if you want. My family lives on Mount Paozu, so I'll take you when break rolls around."

Moka's eyes widened. "Isn't Mount Paozu really dangerous?"

Gohan tilted his head back as he thought. "I guess for a normal person, yeah, but my family's lived up there since long before I was born." He chuckled and rubbed the back of his head before crooking his arm out for his friend. "Come on. We got more stalls to look at."

The vampire girl smiled brightly before looping her arm through his, the two starting their walk once more.

Another few minutes of walking and they caught sight of a very tall green alien. Gohan smirked a bit as they walked up to the stall. "Hey, Piccolo."

"Piccolo-sensei in school, Gohan." the namek said gruffly. Gohan rolled his eyes a bit before looking to the side to see another student standing in a white karate dogi.

"Are you two interested in joining the Martial Arts Club?" he said, his face drawn in an intense glare directed at the saiyan, of which Gohan didn't notice as he looked over the clubs pamphlet.

"Hmm, maybe. It'd be a good way for Moka to train, but what I'm really interested in is this tournament you're hosting! Where's the-" He was silenced quickly by Piccolo shoving a clipboard in his face, nearly filled with names, one being Snow's and another being... "Wait, how am I already signed up? And how did they copy my handwriting so well?"

Piccolo simply smirked at his bewildered former pupil. "I signed you up, Gohan. As for forging your signature, I've watched you do your homework for years, remember?"

"Oh. Well, thanks, Piccolo!" Gohan said cheerfully.

"Hold up." The half-breed looked over at the student from before. "Signing up for the tournament is one thing, anyone can do that. To get into the club, you gotta survive five minutes with me, kid. You up to challenge?" he said cockily as he dropped into his stance.

Gohan's smirk took a competitive edge as he loosened his tie, pulling it over his head and handing it to a rather shocked Moka. "You know it. Let's do this!"

She shook her head clear before stepping up to Gohan's side. "Gohan-kun, I know you're strong, but that's Miyamoto Haiji. He's way stronger than Saizo and the class pres put together! He's a third year and he's been head of the Karate Club ever since his first day here!" she whispered intently, hoping to turn him away from this. Seriously? After all you've seen him do? Ura said irritably.

"Sounds like this should be fun then." Gohan said, dropping into his own stance. Moka groaned and hung her head in defeat.

Piccolo looked over at the elder student. "Haiji, I recommend you leave this course of action. This isn't a fight you want."

"Thanks for the concern, Piccolo-sensei, but I can handle this. You ready, kid? Oh, by the way, you mind telling me your name? Unless you prefer kid."

Gohan chuckled lightly as people began gathering around the fighters. "The name's Son Gohan."

"Oh ho, so you're the kid that tore Komiya Saizo a new asshole? This should be interesting." Haiji said, smirking widely.

Both fighters stood totally frozen, their eyes locked in a stare down. Then... "Rahhhh!" Haiji jumped forward faster than the average eye could follow, a small shockwave exploding outward as his fist collided with Gohan's arm. The saiyan smirked before his knee rose, colliding hard with the male monsters hand which was covering his chest. the force of the strike, blocked or not, sending him flying back. Had it not been blocked, Haiji was sure it could have been fatal.

Haiji ripped through a few bales of hay before flipping himself and kicking off the wall back towards the saiyan, delivering a barrage of super fast strikes, his fists and feet flying at high speed into Gohan's palms. The male tengu was again sent flying as Gohan unwrapped his tail from his waist, slapping his opponent in the cheek. The saiyan fighter watched as Haiji plowed through his own stall, scoffing lightly as his saiyan blood boiled, yearning for more.

The tengu growled as he stood, smirking a bit. "Not bad, Gohan. I didn't think you'd be worth the trouble, but I'm honestly happy I get to use my special technique. Now keep your eyes open. You might miss it." He slowly exhaled as he pulled his hand back, his energy spiking slightly. Gohan watched as the air seemed to shift around the martial artist's hand. A kiai?

Kou flew in right then. "Kiai. A technique where the user affects the air currents around them with ki to produce powerful shockwaves in order to strike their opponent." Kou screeched as the bluish-purple tail of Snow slapped him out of the air and into the ground.

"Yeah, I got you, you motherfucker! You fucking die!"

"EMPTY FIST HOLE PUNCHER!"

Haiji flung his arm forward, the ki infused air flying towards his target faster than any human could see. But, that was still more than enough time for Gohan to react. The fighter smirked as he charged his own kiai, launching it at the tengu's, the two blasts colliding midair, a massive shockwave coming off them and cracking the concrete underneath. What Haiji never saw was Gohan charging a second blast in his other hand. He realized it a bit too late as his opponent launched his counter-attack, the compressed air blast slamming full force into the unfortunate students sternum before three more almost instantly followed, two in the gut and another that just barely missed his head (intentionally), the blast striking and crumbling the wall behind them.

Everyone in attendance watched as Miyamoto Haiji, the most renowned martial artist in the schools history, fell to his knees, a light trail of spit and blood flowing down his chin before falling to his face in the dirt. Gohan's saiyan blood began to recede as his human mind began resurfacing.

Snow walked over and poked the male with his tail, kneeling down and rolling him over before pressing his fingers to Haiji's neck. A few seconds of silence followed. "Uh, Gohan, you wouldn't happen to have the other Dragonballs too would you?"

Gohan's eyes widened as he started screaming and running around in a circle. "I KILLED HAIJI!"

Moka watched in shocked silenceas Piccolo stepped up to check the boys vitals, her rosary glowing faintly. Unreal... That Haiji boy could have defeated even me and the half-breed did it with ease... Even after seeing his fight with Snow… It's like he's invincible. Is the gap between us that massive? But, what is Coldson talking about? What the hell are Dragonballs? she heard Ura say as Piccolo pushed a senzu bean into the unconscious boys mouth, moving his jaw a bit to grind it up.

Gohan kept running around as the other students joined him, a large tick mark appearing on Piccolo's temple. "SHUT UP!" he roared, causing all, even Gohan, to freeze in their tracks. Haiji groaned loudly as he stood, Gohan rushing forward with Moka right next to him as he helped the tengu to his feet. "I told you it was a bad idea, Haiji."

Moka smiled as Gohan gave a sigh of relief. Damn half breed, freaking out cause he thought he killed an opponent. Pathetic.

Oh, come on, Ura, you know that you like him. He's sweet, handsome, gentle-

SHUT UP! I feel nothing of the sort. I respect him, but other than teaching us, he's nothing more than a blood bank to me. I'm not near as sentimental as you.

The male chuckled lightly. "That you did, Piccolo-sensei and I can honestly understand why you did too. That was probably the most one sided fight I've ever had the pleasure of fighting."

Gohan kneeled beside the tengu and offered a hand to the downed student. "Miyamoto-senpai, I am so sorry. I just got a little carried away."

The fighter just chuckled as he stood up, popping his neck. "It's fine, Gohan, don't worry about it. But, I regret to tell you that I can't allow you into the Martial Arts club."

Gohan frowned lightly. "That's a bit of a bummer. Mind if I ask why?"

"It's simple really." the monster started. "You're too good. You absolutely destroyed me, who for all intents and purposes, is supposed to be the best on campus. No one's gonna want to join with you there, and those that are already in won't want to get in the ring with you."

Gohan's frown deepened, Moka frowning a bit as well. She didn't like seeing her friend unhappy. But Gohan's frown didn't last long as Haiji clapped a hand onto the saiyan's shoulder. "Now don't despair, my friend! You may not be a colleague of mine, but I'd be proud to bear the title of rival! I expect a good fight at the tournament, so no slacking!" the tengu shouted for all to hear.

Gohan smiled his usual smile and held a hand out for Haiji. "You got it! I guess we're rivals then. But, I hope I can also call you my friend."

Haiji took his hand and shook it briskly. "We'll see, kid."

Gohan smiled as he normally did, causing Moka to smile with him, though Piccolo wasn't nearly as happy. The look in Gohans eyes while he'd been fighting Haiji wasn't his. It was the look of a saiyan warrior on a mission. The same look Raditz, Nappa, and Vegeta had when they attacked the Earth. He made a note to step up their meditation training.

After another few hours of club searching, Gohan flopped onto his back. "This is pointless! There isn't a decent club at this Kami forsaken school!"

Snow sat beside the saiyan, Moka on the other side. "Well, I can't say I'm surprised. Monsters aren't exactly known for decency. No offense, Moka."

"Mmm, none taken." She laid back into the dead grass of the lawn, watching the clouds shift. "Maybe we could start our own club?" She wondered out loud.

"We'd need a sponsor." Snow said, the glaerisian leaning back against his hands.

Moka groaned as she went back to cloud gazing. Gohan began thinking back to when they started this escapade. "Hey, didn't Nekonome-sensei have a club with Yamcha-sensei?"

Moka gasped as she shot up into a sitting position. "You're right, Gohan-kun! The Newspaper club!"

"That doesn't sound too bad actually." Snow said with a smirk. He looked at the saiyan. "What say you, boss?"

The answer to his question came in the form of a sound they had both become accustomed to. Gohan's stomach. "I say it's about time for us to get some lunch."

The glaerisian face palmed while Moka simply laughed nervously, a small sweat drop running down her head. After a bit of convincing, the two convinced the warrior to head to the stall. It wasn't a long walk, but they slowed their speed so they could just talk a bit more. As they neared the stall, Moka groaned inwardly while Snow groaned outwardly. Waiting for them at the stall were Kurumu and Yukari.

Yukari turned to see the trio and smiled broadlytime for us to get some luch"ut time for us to get some luch, running over and jumping into Moka's arms. "Ohayo, Moka-san! How are you, desu?"

"Yahoo! Ohayo, Moka-san, Gohan-kun." The succubus's eyes shifted to their alien friend. "Oh, Snow-san, didn't notice you there."

"Piss off."

"Not before you." She said smugly. The yokai and glaerisian seemed to dislike each other more than Moka and Kurumu had when they first met, even after the fight with the class pres., Moka-san nd jumping into Moka'led broadly

"Air head."

"Freak."

"Xenophobe."

"Stop making up words, ass."

"… You're kidding, right?"

"GET A ROOM ALREADY!" Gohan, Yukari, and Moka all shouted, the ground shaking a bit from the power of the saiyans voice.

Kurumu, plus everyone else, teachers included stared at the now blushing saiyan as he rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry, I was a bit loud there, huh?"

Everyone laughed a bit, finding Gohan's powerful voice to be amusing. Everyone except Yamacha. He'd seen what happened when the half breed couldn't control his powers and he knew the results. He made a mental note to talk to Piccolo about some counseling for the boy.

"So, did you find a club?" Nekonome asked excitedly, her tail, once again, twitching around her.

Gohan and Moka looked at the stall, finally noticing another student had joined their teachers. He was a rather slick looking young man with a lopsided grin. One aimed at a certain vampire. Moka gripped Gohan's hand a bit tighter as the saiyan glared at the male for a moment before smiling at their teacher. "No, I can't say we did. Do you have a pamphlet?" Yamcha all but shoved it in his face with a wide grin. "Eh heh, thanks, Yamcha-sensei."


Okay, so the reason I'm breaking this up into a two parter is simply because what is up there alone takes up sixteen pages on Microsoft word and I figured you, my wonderful readers, had waited long enough. My flame had been relit and I'm ready to start work once more. So part two will be out soon and you can enjoy it all you want. Just don't make it weird.

I'll see you all next round!