Media walked off the plane into a sea of people. She serched the sea, but stopped. She knew that no one knew she had come home. Her capsules jingled in her pocket as she walked to the exit. She stopped and stared into a mirror hanging on the wall. A young woman with dark brown hair cut to the beginning of her neck, contacts and intense brown eyes stared back at her. She looked so different, no one would recognize her. She smiled to her self as she walked to the edge of town. This was home. In America, there wasn't this charm that her home had. She loved it. As she neared the very edge of town, she looked around. No one was watching, she smiled and let her feet leave the ground, slowly at first, but then moving faster and faster upward. Media hadn't flown for 5 years, how she missed it "god how I `ve missed it" she flew faster, her coat flapping in the wind. She dove through clouds, twirled around and raced the wind. She was in heven, so perfect, so simple. Her speed grew
faster and faster until..... she saw her house. Virtually untouched since she left. She landed and pulled out her keys and walked in the door. She was so happy to be home. She skipped up the stairs and went into her room. She went to the picture of her. A young girl with medium brown hair past her shoulders, glasses covering her brown eyes and wearing a t-shirt and worn jeans. Media looked down at her clothes. She was wearing dark jeans a light blue blouse and a croceted duster. She frowned, and went to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of lighter jeans and a t-shirt with a peace symbol on it. " much better" she said to herself as she looked in her mirror. Her black boots were scuffed, yet she didn't bother to polish them. She went to her window and opened it, the wind blew through her hair, sh climbed out and jumped out the window. As she flew, she pin pointed Gohan's life force. It was about 6 miles north of her house "which means he moved" she thought to her self. She
flew faster and finally saw his house. She lowered her ki. She wanted it to be a surprise. She knocked on the white door. Videl opened it.

"Can I help you?" she asked Media, eyeing her over

"Hi, can I speak to Gohan?" Media asked. Videl's eyes got wide

"M..Media? Is that you" Videl hugged Media "your back! YOUR BACK!!!"

"um, hi, videl" Media was startled, she didn't think that Videl liked her that much.

"gohan's about a mile out. He just left to do some reading.

"Thanks Videl!" media called as she flew off. She went faster trying to find his ki.

"There!" she said and pointed to a man reading a book to a young girl.

"and threw the night she could still hear the call the"

"the call of the wild." Media finished. Gohan looked up from his book startled

"Media?" he stood up looking at her "no, there must be some mistake, you don't look anything like Media" Media smiled and pulled her hair back. Gohan's eyes widened

"Media!" he raced towards her and spun her around in the air. "your back your back!" he set her down

"nice to see you again old friend" Media calmling told him. Then looked over at the young child

"Don't tell me that the man who saved the world from cell has a daughter!" media laughed and Gohan blushed.

" sorry, Media this is my daughter pan, and Pan this is Media"

"Hey" media smiled at pan "she has the son eyes" she wispered to Gohan

"yup, and her mother `s temper" he laughed "so how have you been?" he asked

"oh," she sat down on a rock "been better, been worse you?"

"same" he replied "pan, why don't you go play somewhere else, Media and I have some catching up to do"

"okay" Pan skipped off.

"Gohan she adorable!!" media cooed

"Thanks, already she's as strong as Videl. If I'm not careful, she'll be stronger than me someday!"

Media smiled sadly "if your not careful,you could die" Gohan looked at her curiously.

"Okay, what is it now?"

"It's just.. nothing, nothing at all" she lied and stared up at the sky.

"pretty isn't it"

"Yeah" she turned to him "in Seattle, the sky is a deep blue almost black, but once in a while, the sun will peak out behind the clouds ,turning every a beautiful blue. It's nice, but I like it here better"

Gohan smiled at his best friend " you always did have a way with words"

"I wonder where I got that from?" Media thought out loud

"Probably your mom" Gohan answered her question.

"yeah"

they talked for a while longer, about everything exept college. As they talked, a stranger watched, hidden from view, he smiled coldly and walked off.

Kinda a short chapter but oh well, any way, I just got the 2 brand new buu saga videos and they're kind of depressing, like the history of Trunks, and Trunks crys!!also every one check out "cooler's revenge,"that is a n aswome movie! And, please review, I get bored making up my own reviews, also, you can read my other fics " love's what keeps us sane" "With hope" "To be a sayian" "Media sister of Goku" and my poem "Broken wings" ja ne!!