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Chapter 4

Gohan leaped out of the way of an on-coming ki-blast coming from Goten. He wasn't doing too hot today, and Goten was living it up.

"That's the third time you've barely missed that attack!" Goten said as he readied himself for Gohan to attack him. He grinned, sending Gohan a 'you're getting your ass whooped' sort of look. Gohan simply ignored the comment and flicked out, re-appearing in front of Goten, he sent a upper-cut to his jaw, which connected and sent the other warrior flying, but Goten stopped himself while in mid-air, reared back and flew back down at Gohan sending his elbow crashing into his stomach. Gohan stumbled, but recovered himself quickly and began throwing punches and kicks at Goten, who blocked them and retaliated by throwing his own efforts at Gohan. The two flew into the air, fighting and moving so fast, you could only see them as they flicked in and out of existence. After sometime Goten went crashing to the ground, and he didn't get up. Gohan slowly floated down and landed softly beside his brother.

"Nice fight, bro," Gohan said. Goten simply groaned.

Usa had been watching the two fight from her window. She had been studying their fighting techniques all day. Diana had argued with her about her plan to learn how to fight and to somehow get them to train her, but she had given up and let Usa have her way. Usa was still trying to build up the courage to ask one of them to train her. She had decided on asking Gohan. Goten was probably the weakest fighter, and Goku just seemed like he would be too much to deal with. Gohan was about her age, but she didn't know if he even liked her. He barely talked to her. However, he seemed like the correct choice, and today was the day to ask Usa decided. She heard Gohan come into the house.

"Okay, I will not back out.. I will not back out..." she repeated to herself as she walked down the hallway. She stepped out into the family room and saw that Gohan was resting on the couch with his feet propped up on the small coffee table. She walked around the couch and he looked up at her waiting for her to address him.

"I--," Usa started, but was cut off by someone suddenly yelling..

"Hey Gohan!" Goku stomped into the room. "Piccolo's here, you wanna go out and spar?"

"Sure!" Gohan got up and began following his father outside, but turned around and said "Is there something you wanted Usa-san?"

"Uh... nothing that can't wait," she said obviously disappointed.

"All right then, well.. you can talk to me about it later then."

Usa flopped on the couch. "Damnit."

***

"Usa, would you please call the boys in?" ChiChi asked while pulling the chicken out of the oven. Usa had helped her cook dinner while Goku, Gohan, Goten, and Piccolo were outside training. Of course, the green guy had to come over and had ruined her chance to ask Gohan about training her. She opened the door and yelled at them all to come in because dinner was ready. Goku was in the kitchen and in his seat less than a second later. The others walked in cracking some jokes about Goku and took their seats.

They all engaged in what little conversation there was at the dinner table of three hungry Saiyans. Piccolo of course, ate nothing, but did sit politely at the table, giving the father and son trio sideways looks.

"I'm glad my old clothes fit you Usa-chan," ChiChi said, "but don't worry, we can go to the mall with Bulma sometime and get you some more... fashionable things."

"Oh, that's okay ChiChi-san. I'm sure I can do fine with the clothes you have already given me. I wouldn't want you to go to any trouble." Usa said, after all the shorts were perfectly fine, and the sandals. The shirt, was a little tacky... since it was bright green, but she didn't want ChiChi to spend money on her.

"You can just go steal some clothes instead." Gohan retorted, giving a mad type of smirk. Usa's eyes blazed and she glared at Gohan. She did not like anyone even suggesting she was any type of thief or bad person, because she was not. She had said she stole the dress, which she knew was dumb, but it was the first thing that had entered her mind.

"Gohan!" ChiChi said angrily and that put an end to that evening's dinner.

***

Usa lay in bed that night wide awake. She couldn't sleep after what had happened at dinner. She felt embarrassed, angry, and most of all hurt. No one had ever said anything like that to her before. When he had said it, there had been such contempt in his voice she could hardly bare it. She had felt the need to confess herself right then and there. Tell them all she was an immortal Princess of Crystal Tokyo, but she hadn't because she knew it would not help anything right now. She got out of her bed and walked over to her window which was open and she looked out it. She could see Gohan's house from there, and his lights were still on. She wondered why, and then saw a figure in a cape, rush out of the house and fly off into the sky. 'Where is he going?' Usa wondered.

Despite her wondering about what Gohan was doing, if it even was Gohan that is, she climbed back into her bed and lay down. She lay there for quite sometime without sleeping, she tossed and turned, and then after what seemed like hours she couldn't take it any longer. Curiosity got the best of her and she grabbed her robe, being careful not to wake Diana, she hopped out of her window and landed softly on the ground below. She set off towards Gohan's small house. The lights were still on she noticed as she approached.

As she walked around the side of the house towards the front door she could have sworn she felt someone behind her and turned around quickly. It was a man, taller than her in some type of uniform, with sunglasses on. She gasped slightly and stepped back taking on a defensive stance with her fingers already in position to repeat the speech she had said so many times with Sailor Moon.

"What are you doing here?" the strange man said to her, but she knew that voice and dropped her defensive stance.

"Gohan?" she asked quietly and looked at him with curious eyes. Gohan sweat dropped and looked around quickly to make sure no one else was around. He then ushered Usa into his house and shut the door. He turned around and took off his sunglasses.

"Usa, you can't tell anyone. You must promise me you won't tell a soul! The only other person that knows is my father and this girl... but Usa, please, please you must keep this a secret, between you and me." Gohan said in a rushed tone.

"Who are you supposed to be?" Usa said as she walked up to him and brushed her hand along the cape and looked at the white bandana wrapped around his head.

"I am the Great Saiyaman, protector of Satan City. I hate to see good people being taken advantage of by the evils of society and this," Gohan gestured at himself, "is my way of protecting those good people."

"I see," Usa said, then realizing why Gohan had had such a contempt for her in knowing that she had stolen the dress.

"Usa," Gohan said coldly, "promise me you'll keep this secret until the day you die." Usa looked at him and nodded. 'Until the day I die Gohan... if I ever die.' she thought.

"All right. Arigatou." Gohan said and began walking in the direction of his room. "I'm going to change. Don't you go anywhere I still have a few other questions for you."

Usa slipped into a chair at the small dining room table. Gohan's place looked pretty much like a bachelor's pad. Small kitchen, fridge, microwave, stove, the living room had a couch, a tv, and a desk, probably where Gohan did his schoolwork, and down the hall where he had disappeared there was most likely his room and a bathroom. She looked at the time on the microwave, it was flashing "12:00 AM" and she sighed, of course, he could fight crime and solve complicated algebraic problems, but he couldn't program the microwave to the correct time.

"Usa." She jumped at her name, Gohan came in and sat down across the table from her. "First of all, I want to know why you were sneaking around my house in the middle of the night."

"Well," she fidgeted, because he was looking at her so intensely with the coal black, yet beautiful eyes... "I.. I.. I.." she calmed herself quickly. "I couldn't sleep, saw that your light was on, and I decided to come over, because I wanted to ask you something, you know, I was going to before you went out with your father."

"Okay then, ask away." Gohan grinned and leaned back in his chair. Usa raised an eyebrow at him, he was acting quite chipper all of the sudden. She cleared her throat, and thought, 'Well.. here it goes, better make it sound convincing.'

Usa leaned over the table slightly, her eyes sparkling, and she said in her most convincing, serious voice, "Teach me how to fight Gohan."

Gohan lost his balance and fell right over, chair and all. He grabbed the tabletop and lifted himself up and looked at Usa, who looked completely serious about what she had just said.

"Y-you're not serious.... are you?" he stammered. Usa felt her heart drop, thinking she had lost this, and she'd never be anything better than what she was, and... 'No! I haven't lost yet.' she thought.

"Yes, of course I'm serious." she said while folding her hands and placing her chin on top of them. "I would not have asked you, if I wasn't being completely serious. I want to learn how to fight Gohan." she looked him straight in the eye, "and if you won't teach me, I'll find someone else who will. I know your father and brother and the green guy are all very skilled fighters after all."

Gohan sat back in his chair thinking about this wildly. Okay, so she's serious. But who am I to train her?! First Videl, and now this? And besides we don't even know who exactly she is, she hasn't told us anything that believable. But... if I train her, that means I get to spend more time with her. Gohan blushed at the thought and whacked himself on the head.

"Heh heh heh!" Gohan laughed a bit, hoping she hadn't seen him blush. Usa grimaced and crossed her arms.

"Look, if you're not going to train me, just say it. I don't appreciate you laughing at me. I am serious about this Gohan. I would have hoped you would be too! I'm not as weak as I look and I'm a good student. I guess, you just think I would be a bother." Usa said, pushed her chair back, and got up. Gohan blinked, and realized he should get serious about this. He grabbed her arm as soon as she had gotten up.

"No, Usa.. don't leave. I wasn't laughing at you." he said. She looked at him and sat down, he let go of her arm. "I'll train you. I think I might be crazy for doing it, but I will. I think I feel a great power in you. I felt it the first day I met you, when you hid your Ki. I know you did it, but I never said anything, but now, I'm not going to stop myself. Where did you learn how to hide your energy?" Usa looked surprised and then recovered herself.

"Why, I've known how to do it since I was very little, like three or four years old, I suppose." she replied, of course she left out the part about learning it from Sailor Venus in order to hide herself from the Dark Moon Family. Gohan once again looked surprised.

"Look, Usa... I know you're hiding a lot of stuff from us. Maybe you can fool everyone else, but not me. I want to know the truth, if I'm going to train you." Gohan said. Usa sighed and put her face in her hands. Gohan reached over and took her hands in his, she looked at him with uncertainty. "I promise, I won't tell anyone, if that makes you feel better." he said gently.

"O-okay.." she said in a whisper.

"Good." he replied, smiling, and gave her hands a quick squeeze and then put them gently on the table.

"I know.. this may sound strange, but you must believe me." Usa said, and he nodded. She took a deep breathe and began her story.....