Chapter 5

Not long after Videl rushed out of the classroom did everyone else. Gohan had just landed by the front door of the house only to be met with his mother hurrying him upstairs.

"Krillin, Bulma, and Trunks are coming over for dinner, you need to go do your homework now!", she instructed him quickly.

Gohan did as she asked but was not looking forward to having dinner guests. Normally he would not have been at all bothered, but he knew that Krillin would probably tease him about girls and Bulma would find it all hilarious. Unfortunately for him, his homework was completed quickly and the three arrived shortly.

"So Gohan, I've heard you started attending high school…", Krillin led on while helping himself to some food.

Bulma's eyes widened as she was taking a sip of wine and nearly choked on it, clearing her throat she looked back and forth between Gohan and ChiChi, "What? Going to high school…? Is this true?"

"Yes, I finally decided to enroll Gohan in Orange Star High, he's been going since September.", ChiChi beamed proudly, helping herself to some food.

Gohan decided to do what he usually did in these situations and avoided speaking and continued to eat.

"Yeah! Brother goes to school every day now!", Goten exclaimed between mouthfuls. Goten was very excited that Trunks had come over and the two were absolutely giddy. Gohan envied them for this.

Bulma's brow was still furrowed. "Orange Star did you say…", she looked very suspicious.

"Yes Bulma, Orange Star, you know that I've been wanting him to go there for years, even if you don't agree." ChiChi snapped.

Hearing this, Gohan made a connection. Now that he was actually thinking about it, in the past whenever his mother had mentioned in the company of others that he should probably start school and suggested Orange Star, due to its reputation being the best in their area, Bulma had always been negative towards the idea. Bulma had always said that maybe Gohan wasn't meant for a traditional school environment. Thinking about it now, her earlier statements kind of stung. Was he really that weird? No wonder he always felt so awkward and shy around his new classmates. Would it ever be possible for him to fit in?

"It's not that I don't agree!" Bulma quickly responded glancing at Gohan for a second before making eye contact with ChiChi, she was one of the few that successfully could without cowering down. "I just always assumed you didn't like Mr. Satan, you know that he's heavily involved in Satan City."

ChiChi shrugged, "I'm caring less and less about Mr. Satan now and Gohan's education is what is most important."

"Yeah, I suppose so…", Bulma said as she twirled her wine glass pondering.

"Do you get to see Videl Satan Gohan?", Krillin asked grinning ear-to-ear. He was so smug.

Gohan just simply nodded and kept eating. Maybe if he just didn't say anything this time Krillin would give up quickly. It was weird when they would talk about Videl before but now that he kind of knew her…

"Vi—!", Trunks suddenly exclaimed mid-chew before taking a big gulp, "Videl? Oh, I kn—", he was suddenly cut off by Bulma's hand over his mouth.

"Trunks, what have I said about speaking while eating!", Bulma scolded him before letting go and facing Krillin."Let's talk about something else, I see Mr. Satan everywhere these days, I don't want to talk about his daughter."

Still eating, Gohan inwardly took a sigh of relief.

It was two days later and Gohan was on his way back home walking towards the train station. The weather was getting colder and the days shorter as the sun was already setting. All that could be heard was the crunch of leaves beneath his feet as he walked.

The wind was picking up and nipping at his skin. He thought about how he really needed to start wearing a coat as he dug his hands into his pockets.

Out of nowhere, he heard a scream, it was a loud shrill one, most likely coming from a woman. Gohan didn't think twice before running in the direction that it had come from.

"HELP!" came from the woman. Gohan found her in an alleyway, it was a middle-aged woman who was clearly wealthy, but currently, she looked a mess. She appeared to have been assaulted and she was clutching at her neck.

"He..", gasping for air from her shock, "He took everything, my jewelry, my bag…" she managed to get out in between breaths.

"It's okay, here just sit," Gohan said calmly as he directed her to a bench. More people had begun to pass by offering to call the police and help.

"Do you know which direction he went in?" Gohan asked, his voice resonating with how serious he felt. This woman didn't deserve this. He was livid.

The woman weakly pointed in the direction and Gohan ran. Once he was out of eyeshot he really amped up his speed and the streets began to mesh together.

This guy seriously couldn't have gotten far. What sort of pathetic low life would strike against the innocent like that?

Seeing a dead end approaching Gohan began to feel frustrated. Where was this guy? It wasn't until he got closer that he realized that there was someone on the ground.

Gohan's eyes widened as he stepped in front of the person lying on the ground. It was the thief, definitely, because the woman's belongings were laid neatly next to him. The man was restrained by rope, his arms behind him. There was even duct tape around his mouth preventing him from speaking as he made muttering noises attempting to speak. He wiggled around tirelessly, but he wasn't breaking free anytime soon.

"The police are coming, you should go you know." someone spoke behind Gohan, snapping him out of his observation.

He turned and somehow was even more surprised. The Satan City Heroine was here. Right in front of him.

She stood wearing a black skin-tight catsuit type of outfit with a long dark blue cape behind it. Long hair cascaded beneath her shoulders and only her mouth was visible, the rest of her face covered by a mask the same color as her cape.

"Who are you?", Gohan asked more curious than he ever had been. His senses on full alert now as he was attempting to judge her energy, which he couldn't really detect. Whoever this woman was, she wasn't exceptionally strong, at least at the moment.

The woman grinned slightly before turning around. "It doesn't matter who I am, but I must be going now. Don't follow me."

He wasn't going to listen to her and was definitely intending to follow her, but before he knew it there was thick smoke and a lot of it. It was colored a dark purple and was spreading everywhere making it impossible to see.

A few seconds later the smoke had cleared but the mysterious woman had vanished.