Author Notes: Kioko: Sadly, Mirai Trunks won't be joining me for author
notes today because he caught a terrible cold!!
Vegeta: Saiya-jins DON'T catch colds!!
Kioko: As you can see, Vegeta Ouji has decided to join me!!
Vegeta: I DID NOT 'decide' to join you. You called the author notes co- hosts agency and got me!! I never WANTED to join you.
Kioko: If you be nice, I'll let you maim Mr. Satan in this chapter.
Vegeta: My father too?
Kioko: Maybe. Just MAYBE.
Disclaimer: Mesa nosa ownsa Dragonball Z.
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Chapter 4: Gym
Gohan and Mirai Trunks stomped down the hallway, with their grandfathers following behind them, and Chibi Trunks running ahead of them. They both had one mission. Live through today without needing to see a therapist and kill the Namek who called himself 'God'.
As if on cue, Chi-Chi rounded the corner, Goten in tow. She spotted Gohan and said, "Gohan!! Take your brother with you for the rest of the day!! I can't handle him any more!!"
"Fine." Gohan replied, as Goten gleefully joined the small group of people.
"I'll see you at lunch!!" Chi-Chi called, as they disappeared around the corner. "Have fun!!"
"Now, LISTEN you two." Gohan growled, glaring at his brother and Chibi Trunks. "You two WILL be good in gym class. No blowing up any humans or each other. Got that?"
"Of course, Gohan." Chibi Trunks replied, trying to act innocent. "What makes you think we'll try to blow up any humans?"
"I think it was that incident at Toys R' Us, Trunks-kun," Goten added. "You know, when we held the whole store hostage and then blew up the manager and some of the store clerks..."
"I wasn't that BAD!!" Chibi Trunks argued. "We only got grounded for five months!! And besides...Mom finished paying off that lawsuit last week!!"
Mirai Trunks gave Gohan a look. He never remembered acting like this when he was eight years old. Then again, artificial humans were hunting him down every other day so there was no need for him to have a personality like Chibi Trunks.
"I demand to know where the hell you are taking us!!" King Vegeta spat, when the reached the door to the locker rooms.
"We're going to gym class," Mirai Trunks sighed. "Hopefully, father hasn't done anything to drastic to Goku-san..."
"What in the name of Vegeta-sei is 'gym class'?" Bardock asked, eyeing the chibified form of himself warily.
"It's like a training session for humans," Gohan explained, as he walked into the locker room. Many of the males in the locker room ran out at the sight of Gohan. "They lift weights and try to outdo each other in various sports. Today might be a tad bit different. Especially when you consider that there's two Saiya-jins teaching the class..."
"There's Saiya-jins here?! On THIS mud ball of a planet?!" King Vegeta cried.
"Hai!" Goten exclaimed. "My Dad and Trunks' dad are the only saiya- jins left!! And they're the strongest ever!!"
"You four are half-breeds then?" Bardock asked, glaring at them. "Does one of your father's name happen to be 'Kakarrot'?"
"Hai! He's my Dad!!" Goten added, looking gleeful. "But we call him 'Son Goku'. Trunks' dad is the only one who calls him carrot..."
"It's Kakarrot, dummy!!" Chibi Trunks replied, smacking Goten.
"And who's your father then?" King Vegeta asked, smirking at Bardock. "Another third class baka?"
"Iie. My father's Vegeta Ouji." Chibi Trunks replied, proudly. "He's even stronger than Goten's dad."
Both Saiya-jin's jaws dropped. Vegeta Ouji had mated with some weak, earth woman?! That wasn't possible!!
"Why don't you two take grandpa and King Vegeta into the gym while Trunks and I change." Gohan suggested. "Class doesn't start for another fifteen minutes, so maybe you could go torture Mr. Satan for a bit."
"Give him a good kick for me!!" Mirai Trunks called, as the chibi's led the older saiya-jins out the door.
The younger Vegeta glared at Mr. Satan, who was busily 'teaching' some human weaklings so-called fighting techniques. He and Son Goku hadn't done anything all morning, besides teaching the first class, which Mr. Satan hadn't showed up for. That had been a disaster. Vegeta blew up part of the gym in frustration, Trunks' blew up two of the students, and Goku forgot what he was supposed to be teaching.
"When is that damned brat of yours going to be here? Maybe then we'll have a decent 'gym class'." Vegeta snorted.
"I dunno…" Goku replied thoughtfully. "But Goten and Trunks are here!! Maybe Chi-Chi and Bulma got sick of them already!!"
"Hmph. The more brats the better. Maybe they can knock that baka fool out and make it look like an accident."
"But that wouldn't be very nice, Vegeta." Goku protested. "I mean, he did take the credit for beating Cell, but that's no excuse for you to go around and wish for his death."
"Do you want me to prepare your demise as well, Kakarrot?"
"Not really…"
The door of the boy's locker room suddenly banged open, causing all heads to turn that way, and Goten, Trunks, Bardock, and King Vegeta appeared a few seconds later. The humans went back to learning 'martial arts', seeing as though no one important came out of the door. Vegeta's mouth dropped open in shock and horror upon seeing his once-dead father and Goku blinked in confusion upon seeing another look-a-like of him.
"Daddy!!" Goten called, running to his father.
Goku scooped the youngster into his arms and asked, "Heya Goten!! How was Home Eca-whatever?"
"It was fun!! I got to eat and Mom only hit me with the frying pan ten times!!" Goten replied, excitedly. "And then, Mrs. Trunks' Mom brought back Mirai Trunks from the future and grandpa and Trunks' grandpa from the past!! Isn't that soo cool?? Grandpa looks just like us!! I don't think Gohan's in a good mood today. He was muttering something about 'killing Dende' in the locker room."
"I'm going to kill your mother…" Vegeta muttered, glancing at Trunks.
"Why Dad? Don't you like Mirai me?" Trunks asked, looking hurt. "I mean…he IS the one that finished off Frieza…"
"YOUR half-breed son finished off FRIEZA?!" Both King Vegeta and Bardock exclaimed a little too loudly.
"Will you keep it down, weaklings??" Mr. Satan yelled, causing a vein to pulse in Vegeta's forehead. "I'm trying to teach a class over here, unlike you bums!!"
"Teaching?! What are you teaching them? Ballet?" Trunks laughed and Goten snickered. "C'mon, Goten!! Let's spar!!"
"Yeah!!" Goten cried, jumping off his father's shoulder and to the other side of the gym.
"You actually let them SPAR together?!" King Vegeta demanded, glaring at his son. "A third class baka and a Vegeta-sei royal?! That's insane!!"
Ignoring the elder Vegeta's question, Goku wondered, "When's Gohan going to get here? The next class starts in…um…"
Goku scratched his head thoughtfully before Bardock replied, "Five minutes?"
"Yeah!! That's it!!" Goku exclaimed and Bardock sweatdropped.
"Why are you acting so…FRIENDLY," Bardock shuddered at the word. "And KIND towards these feeble earthlings??"
"That's an EASY question," Vegeta snorted. "Kakarrot bonked his head when he was a baby, forgot his Saiya-jin programming, and befriended the earthlings. A sad excuse of a saiya-jin indeed."
Many of the other students had wandered out of the locker room and onto the bleachers, Sharpner, Erasa, and Videl among them.
"So, Videl…I heard that Gohan knows Bulma Briefs…Is that true??" Erasa demanded.
"Yeah," Videl sighed. "He said he'd explain more at lunch. I can't wait to hear it. Coming back from the dead my foot…"
"And are the rumors that Ms. Briefs brought some people from the past and future here?" Sharpner asked.
Videl nodded and pointed to King Vegeta and Bardock. "Those two are from the past. They say their Saiya-somethings…"
"And who's the one from the future? Is he a beefcake?" Erasa giggled.
"Why don't you see for yourself. He's coming up the bleachers right now…"
Erasa's head snapped up and she saw Mirai Trunks and Gohan walking up towards them. Her jaw dropped. He WAS a cutie.
"Hey guys," Gohan exclaimed, sitting next to Videl. "If you haven't found out by now, this is the savior of our timeline, Mirai Trunks."
"Pleasure to meet you all," Mirai Trunks replied, sweating under Erasa's gaze.
"The pleasure is all mine!!" Erasa cried, scooting closer to Mirai. "Do you have a girlfriend Trunks?! Did anyone ever tell you that your SUCH a beefcake?!"
"Poor Mirai Trunks…" Gohan muttered. "Always attracting every female on the planet."
Before Videl and Sharpner could reply, there was a rather large explosion from the area where Mr. Satan had last been. Gohan looked up to see a huge hole in the gym wall, smoke and plaster everywhere, and a burnt- at-the-edges Mr. Satan. Beside him were two golden haired boys. One looked worried while the other had amusement written all over his face.
"Trunks!! I think he's dead!!" Goten whined, poking Mr. Satan in the side.
"Well, at least he's quiet!! I didn't want to listen to his annoying voice box any more!!" Trunks argued.
"But our Mom's aren't going to be happy about this!! And Gohan said that we couldn't blow…any body…up…" Goten whispered, turning towards the bleachers in horror. Instead of an enraged Gohan, he saw that his brother was trying to keep himself from laughing and that about twenty other students looked thunder-struck at the fall of their hero.
"Wh-What happened to…Mr. Satan?" a blond whimpered.
"You mean that pathetic excuse of a fighter?" Vegeta asked, glaring at the students. "He'll be fine. He's just out of commission right now."
"Yep!! So now, Vegeta and I'll be your teachers!!" Goku added, grinning. "And you'll get a real lesson!!"
"What are you talking about?!" Sharpner demanded from the top row. "Mr. Satan defeated Cell!! He's the strongest man ALIVE!! He could wipe the floor with BOTH of you!!"
Goku had to hold Vegeta back, as he threatened to pound Sharpner into a side of beef. But no one thought of restraining Goten's big mouth.
"Hey!! That's not right!!" Goten called out. Gohan looked on in horror. He knew what would be the next thing out of his brother's mouth. "Mr. Satan didn't defeat Cell!! Gohan…"
Before the chibi could get any further, Gohan's hand was slapped over his mouth, muffling any attempts at communication.
"You say a WORD about the Cell Games, Goten, and I SWEAR I'll make your death VERY painful," he hissed and Goten nodded in response. "Good."
Gohan let the chibi go…for now. He walked up the stairs muttering something that sounded like, 'I WILL not kill Dende. I WILL not kill Dende.' over and over again.
The teenagers around him shuffled uneasily. They thought they had known everything about Son Gohan. Apparently, the missed the facts that he knew Bulma Briefs, was related to martial artists, knew some time travelers, had gone into outer space, and had a history of threatening many chibis and the god named Dende.
Videl glared at the demi saiya-jin next to her.
'I'm going to figure you out, Son Gohan.' She thought. 'I know there's more to you than the Great Saiyaman secret. A lot more than that…'
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Kioko: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out!! Writer's block is sooo evil!!
Vegeta: Damnit!! Why didn't you let me maim that moron????
Kioko: You can maim him later. Like in Part 2 of Gym Class.
Vegeta: Hmph. That Saiya-jin no Ouji ALWAYS gets his way!!
Kioko: MIRAI TRUNKS!!! GET BETTER SOON!!!!!!
Next Chapter: Part Two of Gym Class arrives!! Will the teenagers of Orange Star High survive the wrath of Vegeta Ouji and King Vegeta? Probably. Will Goten and Trunks be able to keep their jaws shut? No. Will Gohan have a nervous breakdown before the day is over with? Yep.
Vegeta: Saiya-jins DON'T catch colds!!
Kioko: As you can see, Vegeta Ouji has decided to join me!!
Vegeta: I DID NOT 'decide' to join you. You called the author notes co- hosts agency and got me!! I never WANTED to join you.
Kioko: If you be nice, I'll let you maim Mr. Satan in this chapter.
Vegeta: My father too?
Kioko: Maybe. Just MAYBE.
Disclaimer: Mesa nosa ownsa Dragonball Z.
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Chapter 4: Gym
Gohan and Mirai Trunks stomped down the hallway, with their grandfathers following behind them, and Chibi Trunks running ahead of them. They both had one mission. Live through today without needing to see a therapist and kill the Namek who called himself 'God'.
As if on cue, Chi-Chi rounded the corner, Goten in tow. She spotted Gohan and said, "Gohan!! Take your brother with you for the rest of the day!! I can't handle him any more!!"
"Fine." Gohan replied, as Goten gleefully joined the small group of people.
"I'll see you at lunch!!" Chi-Chi called, as they disappeared around the corner. "Have fun!!"
"Now, LISTEN you two." Gohan growled, glaring at his brother and Chibi Trunks. "You two WILL be good in gym class. No blowing up any humans or each other. Got that?"
"Of course, Gohan." Chibi Trunks replied, trying to act innocent. "What makes you think we'll try to blow up any humans?"
"I think it was that incident at Toys R' Us, Trunks-kun," Goten added. "You know, when we held the whole store hostage and then blew up the manager and some of the store clerks..."
"I wasn't that BAD!!" Chibi Trunks argued. "We only got grounded for five months!! And besides...Mom finished paying off that lawsuit last week!!"
Mirai Trunks gave Gohan a look. He never remembered acting like this when he was eight years old. Then again, artificial humans were hunting him down every other day so there was no need for him to have a personality like Chibi Trunks.
"I demand to know where the hell you are taking us!!" King Vegeta spat, when the reached the door to the locker rooms.
"We're going to gym class," Mirai Trunks sighed. "Hopefully, father hasn't done anything to drastic to Goku-san..."
"What in the name of Vegeta-sei is 'gym class'?" Bardock asked, eyeing the chibified form of himself warily.
"It's like a training session for humans," Gohan explained, as he walked into the locker room. Many of the males in the locker room ran out at the sight of Gohan. "They lift weights and try to outdo each other in various sports. Today might be a tad bit different. Especially when you consider that there's two Saiya-jins teaching the class..."
"There's Saiya-jins here?! On THIS mud ball of a planet?!" King Vegeta cried.
"Hai!" Goten exclaimed. "My Dad and Trunks' dad are the only saiya- jins left!! And they're the strongest ever!!"
"You four are half-breeds then?" Bardock asked, glaring at them. "Does one of your father's name happen to be 'Kakarrot'?"
"Hai! He's my Dad!!" Goten added, looking gleeful. "But we call him 'Son Goku'. Trunks' dad is the only one who calls him carrot..."
"It's Kakarrot, dummy!!" Chibi Trunks replied, smacking Goten.
"And who's your father then?" King Vegeta asked, smirking at Bardock. "Another third class baka?"
"Iie. My father's Vegeta Ouji." Chibi Trunks replied, proudly. "He's even stronger than Goten's dad."
Both Saiya-jin's jaws dropped. Vegeta Ouji had mated with some weak, earth woman?! That wasn't possible!!
"Why don't you two take grandpa and King Vegeta into the gym while Trunks and I change." Gohan suggested. "Class doesn't start for another fifteen minutes, so maybe you could go torture Mr. Satan for a bit."
"Give him a good kick for me!!" Mirai Trunks called, as the chibi's led the older saiya-jins out the door.
The younger Vegeta glared at Mr. Satan, who was busily 'teaching' some human weaklings so-called fighting techniques. He and Son Goku hadn't done anything all morning, besides teaching the first class, which Mr. Satan hadn't showed up for. That had been a disaster. Vegeta blew up part of the gym in frustration, Trunks' blew up two of the students, and Goku forgot what he was supposed to be teaching.
"When is that damned brat of yours going to be here? Maybe then we'll have a decent 'gym class'." Vegeta snorted.
"I dunno…" Goku replied thoughtfully. "But Goten and Trunks are here!! Maybe Chi-Chi and Bulma got sick of them already!!"
"Hmph. The more brats the better. Maybe they can knock that baka fool out and make it look like an accident."
"But that wouldn't be very nice, Vegeta." Goku protested. "I mean, he did take the credit for beating Cell, but that's no excuse for you to go around and wish for his death."
"Do you want me to prepare your demise as well, Kakarrot?"
"Not really…"
The door of the boy's locker room suddenly banged open, causing all heads to turn that way, and Goten, Trunks, Bardock, and King Vegeta appeared a few seconds later. The humans went back to learning 'martial arts', seeing as though no one important came out of the door. Vegeta's mouth dropped open in shock and horror upon seeing his once-dead father and Goku blinked in confusion upon seeing another look-a-like of him.
"Daddy!!" Goten called, running to his father.
Goku scooped the youngster into his arms and asked, "Heya Goten!! How was Home Eca-whatever?"
"It was fun!! I got to eat and Mom only hit me with the frying pan ten times!!" Goten replied, excitedly. "And then, Mrs. Trunks' Mom brought back Mirai Trunks from the future and grandpa and Trunks' grandpa from the past!! Isn't that soo cool?? Grandpa looks just like us!! I don't think Gohan's in a good mood today. He was muttering something about 'killing Dende' in the locker room."
"I'm going to kill your mother…" Vegeta muttered, glancing at Trunks.
"Why Dad? Don't you like Mirai me?" Trunks asked, looking hurt. "I mean…he IS the one that finished off Frieza…"
"YOUR half-breed son finished off FRIEZA?!" Both King Vegeta and Bardock exclaimed a little too loudly.
"Will you keep it down, weaklings??" Mr. Satan yelled, causing a vein to pulse in Vegeta's forehead. "I'm trying to teach a class over here, unlike you bums!!"
"Teaching?! What are you teaching them? Ballet?" Trunks laughed and Goten snickered. "C'mon, Goten!! Let's spar!!"
"Yeah!!" Goten cried, jumping off his father's shoulder and to the other side of the gym.
"You actually let them SPAR together?!" King Vegeta demanded, glaring at his son. "A third class baka and a Vegeta-sei royal?! That's insane!!"
Ignoring the elder Vegeta's question, Goku wondered, "When's Gohan going to get here? The next class starts in…um…"
Goku scratched his head thoughtfully before Bardock replied, "Five minutes?"
"Yeah!! That's it!!" Goku exclaimed and Bardock sweatdropped.
"Why are you acting so…FRIENDLY," Bardock shuddered at the word. "And KIND towards these feeble earthlings??"
"That's an EASY question," Vegeta snorted. "Kakarrot bonked his head when he was a baby, forgot his Saiya-jin programming, and befriended the earthlings. A sad excuse of a saiya-jin indeed."
Many of the other students had wandered out of the locker room and onto the bleachers, Sharpner, Erasa, and Videl among them.
"So, Videl…I heard that Gohan knows Bulma Briefs…Is that true??" Erasa demanded.
"Yeah," Videl sighed. "He said he'd explain more at lunch. I can't wait to hear it. Coming back from the dead my foot…"
"And are the rumors that Ms. Briefs brought some people from the past and future here?" Sharpner asked.
Videl nodded and pointed to King Vegeta and Bardock. "Those two are from the past. They say their Saiya-somethings…"
"And who's the one from the future? Is he a beefcake?" Erasa giggled.
"Why don't you see for yourself. He's coming up the bleachers right now…"
Erasa's head snapped up and she saw Mirai Trunks and Gohan walking up towards them. Her jaw dropped. He WAS a cutie.
"Hey guys," Gohan exclaimed, sitting next to Videl. "If you haven't found out by now, this is the savior of our timeline, Mirai Trunks."
"Pleasure to meet you all," Mirai Trunks replied, sweating under Erasa's gaze.
"The pleasure is all mine!!" Erasa cried, scooting closer to Mirai. "Do you have a girlfriend Trunks?! Did anyone ever tell you that your SUCH a beefcake?!"
"Poor Mirai Trunks…" Gohan muttered. "Always attracting every female on the planet."
Before Videl and Sharpner could reply, there was a rather large explosion from the area where Mr. Satan had last been. Gohan looked up to see a huge hole in the gym wall, smoke and plaster everywhere, and a burnt- at-the-edges Mr. Satan. Beside him were two golden haired boys. One looked worried while the other had amusement written all over his face.
"Trunks!! I think he's dead!!" Goten whined, poking Mr. Satan in the side.
"Well, at least he's quiet!! I didn't want to listen to his annoying voice box any more!!" Trunks argued.
"But our Mom's aren't going to be happy about this!! And Gohan said that we couldn't blow…any body…up…" Goten whispered, turning towards the bleachers in horror. Instead of an enraged Gohan, he saw that his brother was trying to keep himself from laughing and that about twenty other students looked thunder-struck at the fall of their hero.
"Wh-What happened to…Mr. Satan?" a blond whimpered.
"You mean that pathetic excuse of a fighter?" Vegeta asked, glaring at the students. "He'll be fine. He's just out of commission right now."
"Yep!! So now, Vegeta and I'll be your teachers!!" Goku added, grinning. "And you'll get a real lesson!!"
"What are you talking about?!" Sharpner demanded from the top row. "Mr. Satan defeated Cell!! He's the strongest man ALIVE!! He could wipe the floor with BOTH of you!!"
Goku had to hold Vegeta back, as he threatened to pound Sharpner into a side of beef. But no one thought of restraining Goten's big mouth.
"Hey!! That's not right!!" Goten called out. Gohan looked on in horror. He knew what would be the next thing out of his brother's mouth. "Mr. Satan didn't defeat Cell!! Gohan…"
Before the chibi could get any further, Gohan's hand was slapped over his mouth, muffling any attempts at communication.
"You say a WORD about the Cell Games, Goten, and I SWEAR I'll make your death VERY painful," he hissed and Goten nodded in response. "Good."
Gohan let the chibi go…for now. He walked up the stairs muttering something that sounded like, 'I WILL not kill Dende. I WILL not kill Dende.' over and over again.
The teenagers around him shuffled uneasily. They thought they had known everything about Son Gohan. Apparently, the missed the facts that he knew Bulma Briefs, was related to martial artists, knew some time travelers, had gone into outer space, and had a history of threatening many chibis and the god named Dende.
Videl glared at the demi saiya-jin next to her.
'I'm going to figure you out, Son Gohan.' She thought. 'I know there's more to you than the Great Saiyaman secret. A lot more than that…'
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Kioko: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out!! Writer's block is sooo evil!!
Vegeta: Damnit!! Why didn't you let me maim that moron????
Kioko: You can maim him later. Like in Part 2 of Gym Class.
Vegeta: Hmph. That Saiya-jin no Ouji ALWAYS gets his way!!
Kioko: MIRAI TRUNKS!!! GET BETTER SOON!!!!!!
Next Chapter: Part Two of Gym Class arrives!! Will the teenagers of Orange Star High survive the wrath of Vegeta Ouji and King Vegeta? Probably. Will Goten and Trunks be able to keep their jaws shut? No. Will Gohan have a nervous breakdown before the day is over with? Yep.