Teenage Life of a Super Saiyajin
Disclaimer: Worship Akira Toriyama, the almighty creator of Dragonballz!! *Turns SSJ4* Or I'll Final Flash your sorry ass!
Ch 2.: Gohan, normal, average, school nerd...Yeah right!
Gohan was really panicking now. Not only was he way late for class, but he couldn't even find the stupid office. When a teacher passed by him, the frantic demi-Saiyan grabbed the man by his heels.
"Please, please, help me!" cried Gohan, "I can't find the office!" The teacher sweatdropped as Gohan started bawling at his feet. In a vain attempt to get free, the man shook his feet, attempting to throw off Gohan. He'd just been heading out the door to check on his corvette when this wierd kid grabbed him.
"ALRIGHT!!" screamed the teacher, "Just stop crying before you embarrass me!"
Gohan stopped bawling and started jumping up and down in happiness. The teacher sweatdropped again. *A really, reeaalllyy wierd kid.* he thought.
"Just follow me." the teacher said. The giddy demi-saiyan followed.
* * *
Gohan felt incredible relief when he finally got his schedule of classes. He'd thought the day would be half over by the time he found the office.
*Good thing I ran into that teacher.* Gohan looked at his schedule.
*Let's see, my first class is...advanced trigonometry?* Gohan thought, *But I mastered that two years ago!*
Sighing, Gohan headed to room 406.
* * *
"So, Videl, tell me about this blond guy again." said Erasa. Videl couldn't help but roll her eyes. All Erasa thought of was a potential new boyfriend every time some new guy rolled into town.
"Like I've told you TEN times already, some blond guy with gravity-defying hair showed up, beat all the robbers to the point of unconsciousness, then somehow flew away." said Videl.
"Erasa, Videl, I'm only going to say this once. Shut up!" screamed Mr. Aaron, their teacher.
Videl and Erasa instantly fell silent. "Now that Videl and Erasa have finished we can--" Mr. Aaron was interrupted by a loud knock at the door.
"Oh, yes. Everyone, I am pleased to announce that we have a new student today."
The entire class perked up at this. New kids were always interesting. Either a possible new boyfriend or girlfriend, or a new outcast to pick on or make fun of.
"Son Gohan, you may enter the room now."
* * *
Gohan was nervous as hell. Already he stuck out like a sore thumb. "Um...hello." he said. When noone responded, he began to sweat under the unblinking gaze of the 30+ students in the class. He knew he shouldn't have worn his white muscle shirt, but no, he was stupid and put it on anyway. Now he could see the lecherous glance the girls eyed his muscles with, and the jealous death glares of the guys.
"Gohan got all perfect scores on his entrance exams. You could learn alot from his example." Mr. Aaron said.
"Now, is there an empty seat where Gohan can sit?" Mr. Aaron asked.
Immediately a girl with short blond hair began to squeal and point at the empty seat to her left. Then she sweatdropped and sat down, burning from the jealous death glares of all the other girls. (A.N. Except Videl, of course.) Beginning to blush from all the attention he was recieving, Gohan walked up the steps and sat down in the aforementioned seat.
The blond girl turned to him as class resumed. "So, handsome," Gohan blushed even more, "what's your name?"
"Don't be stupid, Erasa," said a girl with black ponytails, "Mr. Aaron just said his name is Son Gohan." Videl stuck her hand out at Gohan.
"Hi. My name is Videl Satan. Where are you from?"
Gohan replied, "Well, I used to live in the 439 mountain area, but I moved to the city so I could come to school here."
Gohan's eyes narrowed, then he spoke, "Wait just a minute. Did you say your name was Satan? As in Hercule Satan, the strongest fighter on Earth?" (A.N. *Begins to snicker, doubles over and laughs uncontrollably for 5 minutes.*)
Gohan flinched. He always flinched when he lied. Lucky for him, Videl didn't notice.
Instead, she sighed. *Another Hercule fan.* she thought. "Look, don't expect me to give you an autograph. My father barely listens to me, much less gives me autographed photos to hand out."
Gohan began to wave his arms frantically. "No, no, no, that's not what I mean!! I was just curious."
Videl started to reply when she was interrupted. "If its alright with you three, I'm trying to teach a class here!!" screamed Mr. Aaron.
Erasa, Videl, and Gohan grabbed their books and stuck their faces in them. Out of the corner of her eye, Videl watched the new boy. *There's something strange about him.* she thought, *He acted like it was no big deal when he said he didn't want an autograph. Most of the other kids cried when I told them. And I thought I detected some resentment--?*
Videl decided to keep an eye on this kid. He was hiding something.
* * *
Gohan could practically feel Videl's eyes burning through his head the whole class. He was glad she hadn't had the next class with him, which was equally boring. Luckily, Gohan was saved from death by boredom. The bell decided to ring, ending second period class, and beginning lunch.
Gohan could feel his stomach jumping up and down in joy. He hadn't eaten a thing today, and the loud rumbling noises his stomach made during second period hadn't helped at all with his 'fitting in'
Walking outside, Gohan found a nice big spot to open his lunch up. Pulling out a capsule, Gohan threw it to the ground. With a popping noise and a burst of smoke, a 20-course meal fit for a Saiyan emerged on a large table. Drooling, Gohan wasted no time, and attacked the food.
* * *
*Stuck with Sharpener again. My life is a living hell.* thought Videl. The blonde teenager was constantly hitting on her, hoping to get her to go out with him. She'd given him an average of 50 hints a day, but the idiot still didn't get the clue.
Tuning Sharpener out, Videl let her thoughts wander to the new boy, Gohan. She realized all of a sudden that he was wearing the exact same clothes as the man that the OSHS's gossip loop called the Gold Fighter. Videl shook her head. The Gold Fighter had blond hair. Not to mention several bystanders said he had blue eyes like her. Gohan had beautiful dark hair and lovely obsidian eyes.
Videl blushed suddenly. *What made me think of that? I haven't even known the guy three hours and I've already got a crush on him!* She shook her head, in an attempt to get impure thoughts out of her mind.
*Settle down girl. Let's go back to the contrast.* she thought.
The Gold Fighter was a man obviously at ease with himself. He'd shown every bit of self-confidence she'd expected in a guy.
Gohan was definitely not him, he was an extremely insecure teenager who'd jumped at every noise.
Videl's thought were interrupted by loud gulping and tearing noises. She brought her head up and looked around. From the looks of it, the noises not only got her attention, but just about everyone in the cafeteria. A huge crowd had gathered in front of the cafeteria windows.
Videl got up and pushed her way through the crowd and looked out the window. What she saw made her jaw drop...
(A.N. Bet you'll never guess who or what...)
(No, really, guess...)
(Please? *Reader gives Author a death glare* *Author backs off* okay...*mutters* spoiled sport.)
It was Gohan! He was tearing into a turkey, (A.N. A full grown turkey, which is about twice the size of the ones you buy at the store during Thanksgiving.) ripping huge chunks, and swallowing them.
He stood amongst the obvious remains of a feast that could feed five people, but there was noone around but him! Videl could only stare in amazement as Gohan grabbed a leg, stuck it in his mouth, and pulled it out.
*He left only the bone!* she thought, *Nothing else! No skin, no fat, no nothing!! What's with this kid!?!*
* * *
Gohan felt content. The huge capsulated lunch he had just eaten ended the horrible rumbling in his stomach. If Gohan were to die now, he would die happy.
Suddenly, Gohan heard several gasps and screams behind him. Fearing what he would see, Gohan turned around.
He sweatdropped as he saw half the student body staring at him, jaws dropping and eyes bulging. Scratching the back of his head, he gave them the patented Son smile and said, "Eh...heh...I was hungry?" Everyone facefaulted. Luckily for Gohan, the bell rang, ending lunch.
*Saved by the bell!* thought Gohan.
Quickly capsulating his lunch, Gohan ran to P.E. class.
* * *
Videl was watching him again. He wished she would stop. It was bad enough with all the kids staring at him after what happened at lunch. He quickly learned that news traveled fast around here.
As a matter of fact, only one thing was going Gohan's way today. He'd heard all about it from his first two classes. Apparently, Yamcha was the new P.E. teacher at OSHS. Everyone was excited that the ex-pro baseball player was teaching P.E.
The man in question just happened to see Gohan moment. To everyone's shock and surprise, Yamcha ran right up to Gohan, threw his arms around him and hugged the demi-Saiyan. "Gohan! It's been a long time! How have you been?" asked Yamcha.
Gohan couldn't help but smile, both because of Yamcha's greeting and the look on Videl's face. "I'm doing just fine, Yamcha. Thanks for asking. What have you been doing all these years?" He asked.
"Oh, a little of this, a little of that." Yamcha answered. Several of the students were in a catatonic state now.
Gohan knew what they were thinking. Little mountain boy Gohan know the best pro baseball player in the world!?!
Seeing the looks on the students' faces, Yamcha grinned and said, "I've known Gohan since he was a baby. I've know his family even longer. We're old friends.
Gohan laughed and said, "Remember how much hell mom gave you about teaching me sports?" Gohan laughed again, while Yamcha's face screwed up in the unpleasant memory of the infamous Frying Pan of Doom.
Straightening, Yamcha spoke to the class. "Today, we're going to play my favorite sport, baseball. You and you." He pointed at Videl and Sharpener. "You two are team captains. I want you to pick your teams while I get your bats, gloves, and balls."
* * *
Gohan was panicking. As soon as Yamcha had left, there was an argument over who got to pick him. Videl won, naturally, but what she didn't know was that the last time Gohan had played was right before the Cell Games, seven years before. The moment she found out, she became disgusted with him and made him go to right field. Gohan watched as Sharpener stepped up to the bat. *All I really have to worry about is hiding my strength." thought Gohan.
* * *
Everyone (A.N. Except Yamcha) had been shocked when Gohan made a thirty- food jump into the air. Unfortunately for Gohan, it was his time to bat.
*I need to hide my strength. I better not swing.* thought Gohan.
Gohan stepped up to the plate, prepared to be struck out.
* * *
Sharpener smirked as Gohan stepped up to the plate. *So, mountain boy thinks he can hit my pitch? I'll just have to give him a little scare.* He grinned even wider. *I'll have him ducking for cover like a sissy!*
Sharpener reared back, then threw the ball hard at Gohan's head.
* * *
Videl felt petrified as she watched the ball fly towards Gohan. *Doesn't he see the danger? Isn't he going to move?* "Hey! Watch out!" she screamed.
* * *
Gohan was still adjusting his stance when he heard Videl scream. *What?* he thought. Lifting his head, he saw the baseball, less than a ft. away, coming right at him. He moved quicker than anybody could see except Yamcha and caught the ball.
* * *
It was getting old, but Videl's jaw dropped again. She never seen anyone move that fast. *Fuck that,* she thought, *I didn't even see him!*
* * *
Everyone was staring with dropped jaws at Gohan. Nobody said anything for about ten seconds. Finally, Sharpener
screamed, "You idiot! Why didn't you duck like a sissy!?!?!" Unfortunately for Sharpener, Yamcha heard him.
"So you did that intentionally, huh? Well, I hope you like to scrub toilets, 'cause that's what your doing for the next two weeks!!"
The bell rang.
* * *
Gohan sighed. *It's been a crappy first day...* Gohan was already walking to Capsule Corp. He was glad Bulma agreed to
let him stay, because it would be pretty unbelievable that he commuted 500 miles just to go to school.
Gohan suddenly realized that he was being followed. He started running, rounded a green brick building, and flew to the roof. He was unsurprised when Videl walked around the corner and gasped. He watched her for the minute she stood there puzzling over where he went, before she walked away.
*I'll have to find someway to throw her off me. Perhaps give her another target. Ah...I'll talk to Bulma when I get there.*
With that, Gohan flew to Capsule Corp. *It's been a crappy first day.* Gohan could only hope that tomorrow was better.
A.N.
How do you like my second chapter? I'm sorry it took me so long to put it out, but my parents have cut me off the Internet. I had to go to my public library and type up the whole thing, even though I saved the half I'd already written to disk. The stupid library computer couldn't read the disk correctly. Anywho...
To Kaylendra: Thank you. Your support is appreciated.
To edward-tivrusky-5 and saiyagal: Saiyaman does not exist. He will remain the Gold Fighter. He will also not be wearing that stupid outfit. More explained in the next chapter. Saiyagal, I suggest reading the instruction to Document Manager, then following through with those instructions. PLEASE, take you time and read it thoroughly. After you've uploaded your story, move onto Create Story.
To xT-Zealot: I fully intend to finish this fic.
Disclaimer: Worship Akira Toriyama, the almighty creator of Dragonballz!! *Turns SSJ4* Or I'll Final Flash your sorry ass!
Ch 2.: Gohan, normal, average, school nerd...Yeah right!
Gohan was really panicking now. Not only was he way late for class, but he couldn't even find the stupid office. When a teacher passed by him, the frantic demi-Saiyan grabbed the man by his heels.
"Please, please, help me!" cried Gohan, "I can't find the office!" The teacher sweatdropped as Gohan started bawling at his feet. In a vain attempt to get free, the man shook his feet, attempting to throw off Gohan. He'd just been heading out the door to check on his corvette when this wierd kid grabbed him.
"ALRIGHT!!" screamed the teacher, "Just stop crying before you embarrass me!"
Gohan stopped bawling and started jumping up and down in happiness. The teacher sweatdropped again. *A really, reeaalllyy wierd kid.* he thought.
"Just follow me." the teacher said. The giddy demi-saiyan followed.
* * *
Gohan felt incredible relief when he finally got his schedule of classes. He'd thought the day would be half over by the time he found the office.
*Good thing I ran into that teacher.* Gohan looked at his schedule.
*Let's see, my first class is...advanced trigonometry?* Gohan thought, *But I mastered that two years ago!*
Sighing, Gohan headed to room 406.
* * *
"So, Videl, tell me about this blond guy again." said Erasa. Videl couldn't help but roll her eyes. All Erasa thought of was a potential new boyfriend every time some new guy rolled into town.
"Like I've told you TEN times already, some blond guy with gravity-defying hair showed up, beat all the robbers to the point of unconsciousness, then somehow flew away." said Videl.
"Erasa, Videl, I'm only going to say this once. Shut up!" screamed Mr. Aaron, their teacher.
Videl and Erasa instantly fell silent. "Now that Videl and Erasa have finished we can--" Mr. Aaron was interrupted by a loud knock at the door.
"Oh, yes. Everyone, I am pleased to announce that we have a new student today."
The entire class perked up at this. New kids were always interesting. Either a possible new boyfriend or girlfriend, or a new outcast to pick on or make fun of.
"Son Gohan, you may enter the room now."
* * *
Gohan was nervous as hell. Already he stuck out like a sore thumb. "Um...hello." he said. When noone responded, he began to sweat under the unblinking gaze of the 30+ students in the class. He knew he shouldn't have worn his white muscle shirt, but no, he was stupid and put it on anyway. Now he could see the lecherous glance the girls eyed his muscles with, and the jealous death glares of the guys.
"Gohan got all perfect scores on his entrance exams. You could learn alot from his example." Mr. Aaron said.
"Now, is there an empty seat where Gohan can sit?" Mr. Aaron asked.
Immediately a girl with short blond hair began to squeal and point at the empty seat to her left. Then she sweatdropped and sat down, burning from the jealous death glares of all the other girls. (A.N. Except Videl, of course.) Beginning to blush from all the attention he was recieving, Gohan walked up the steps and sat down in the aforementioned seat.
The blond girl turned to him as class resumed. "So, handsome," Gohan blushed even more, "what's your name?"
"Don't be stupid, Erasa," said a girl with black ponytails, "Mr. Aaron just said his name is Son Gohan." Videl stuck her hand out at Gohan.
"Hi. My name is Videl Satan. Where are you from?"
Gohan replied, "Well, I used to live in the 439 mountain area, but I moved to the city so I could come to school here."
Gohan's eyes narrowed, then he spoke, "Wait just a minute. Did you say your name was Satan? As in Hercule Satan, the strongest fighter on Earth?" (A.N. *Begins to snicker, doubles over and laughs uncontrollably for 5 minutes.*)
Gohan flinched. He always flinched when he lied. Lucky for him, Videl didn't notice.
Instead, she sighed. *Another Hercule fan.* she thought. "Look, don't expect me to give you an autograph. My father barely listens to me, much less gives me autographed photos to hand out."
Gohan began to wave his arms frantically. "No, no, no, that's not what I mean!! I was just curious."
Videl started to reply when she was interrupted. "If its alright with you three, I'm trying to teach a class here!!" screamed Mr. Aaron.
Erasa, Videl, and Gohan grabbed their books and stuck their faces in them. Out of the corner of her eye, Videl watched the new boy. *There's something strange about him.* she thought, *He acted like it was no big deal when he said he didn't want an autograph. Most of the other kids cried when I told them. And I thought I detected some resentment--?*
Videl decided to keep an eye on this kid. He was hiding something.
* * *
Gohan could practically feel Videl's eyes burning through his head the whole class. He was glad she hadn't had the next class with him, which was equally boring. Luckily, Gohan was saved from death by boredom. The bell decided to ring, ending second period class, and beginning lunch.
Gohan could feel his stomach jumping up and down in joy. He hadn't eaten a thing today, and the loud rumbling noises his stomach made during second period hadn't helped at all with his 'fitting in'
Walking outside, Gohan found a nice big spot to open his lunch up. Pulling out a capsule, Gohan threw it to the ground. With a popping noise and a burst of smoke, a 20-course meal fit for a Saiyan emerged on a large table. Drooling, Gohan wasted no time, and attacked the food.
* * *
*Stuck with Sharpener again. My life is a living hell.* thought Videl. The blonde teenager was constantly hitting on her, hoping to get her to go out with him. She'd given him an average of 50 hints a day, but the idiot still didn't get the clue.
Tuning Sharpener out, Videl let her thoughts wander to the new boy, Gohan. She realized all of a sudden that he was wearing the exact same clothes as the man that the OSHS's gossip loop called the Gold Fighter. Videl shook her head. The Gold Fighter had blond hair. Not to mention several bystanders said he had blue eyes like her. Gohan had beautiful dark hair and lovely obsidian eyes.
Videl blushed suddenly. *What made me think of that? I haven't even known the guy three hours and I've already got a crush on him!* She shook her head, in an attempt to get impure thoughts out of her mind.
*Settle down girl. Let's go back to the contrast.* she thought.
The Gold Fighter was a man obviously at ease with himself. He'd shown every bit of self-confidence she'd expected in a guy.
Gohan was definitely not him, he was an extremely insecure teenager who'd jumped at every noise.
Videl's thought were interrupted by loud gulping and tearing noises. She brought her head up and looked around. From the looks of it, the noises not only got her attention, but just about everyone in the cafeteria. A huge crowd had gathered in front of the cafeteria windows.
Videl got up and pushed her way through the crowd and looked out the window. What she saw made her jaw drop...
(A.N. Bet you'll never guess who or what...)
(No, really, guess...)
(Please? *Reader gives Author a death glare* *Author backs off* okay...*mutters* spoiled sport.)
It was Gohan! He was tearing into a turkey, (A.N. A full grown turkey, which is about twice the size of the ones you buy at the store during Thanksgiving.) ripping huge chunks, and swallowing them.
He stood amongst the obvious remains of a feast that could feed five people, but there was noone around but him! Videl could only stare in amazement as Gohan grabbed a leg, stuck it in his mouth, and pulled it out.
*He left only the bone!* she thought, *Nothing else! No skin, no fat, no nothing!! What's with this kid!?!*
* * *
Gohan felt content. The huge capsulated lunch he had just eaten ended the horrible rumbling in his stomach. If Gohan were to die now, he would die happy.
Suddenly, Gohan heard several gasps and screams behind him. Fearing what he would see, Gohan turned around.
He sweatdropped as he saw half the student body staring at him, jaws dropping and eyes bulging. Scratching the back of his head, he gave them the patented Son smile and said, "Eh...heh...I was hungry?" Everyone facefaulted. Luckily for Gohan, the bell rang, ending lunch.
*Saved by the bell!* thought Gohan.
Quickly capsulating his lunch, Gohan ran to P.E. class.
* * *
Videl was watching him again. He wished she would stop. It was bad enough with all the kids staring at him after what happened at lunch. He quickly learned that news traveled fast around here.
As a matter of fact, only one thing was going Gohan's way today. He'd heard all about it from his first two classes. Apparently, Yamcha was the new P.E. teacher at OSHS. Everyone was excited that the ex-pro baseball player was teaching P.E.
The man in question just happened to see Gohan moment. To everyone's shock and surprise, Yamcha ran right up to Gohan, threw his arms around him and hugged the demi-Saiyan. "Gohan! It's been a long time! How have you been?" asked Yamcha.
Gohan couldn't help but smile, both because of Yamcha's greeting and the look on Videl's face. "I'm doing just fine, Yamcha. Thanks for asking. What have you been doing all these years?" He asked.
"Oh, a little of this, a little of that." Yamcha answered. Several of the students were in a catatonic state now.
Gohan knew what they were thinking. Little mountain boy Gohan know the best pro baseball player in the world!?!
Seeing the looks on the students' faces, Yamcha grinned and said, "I've known Gohan since he was a baby. I've know his family even longer. We're old friends.
Gohan laughed and said, "Remember how much hell mom gave you about teaching me sports?" Gohan laughed again, while Yamcha's face screwed up in the unpleasant memory of the infamous Frying Pan of Doom.
Straightening, Yamcha spoke to the class. "Today, we're going to play my favorite sport, baseball. You and you." He pointed at Videl and Sharpener. "You two are team captains. I want you to pick your teams while I get your bats, gloves, and balls."
* * *
Gohan was panicking. As soon as Yamcha had left, there was an argument over who got to pick him. Videl won, naturally, but what she didn't know was that the last time Gohan had played was right before the Cell Games, seven years before. The moment she found out, she became disgusted with him and made him go to right field. Gohan watched as Sharpener stepped up to the bat. *All I really have to worry about is hiding my strength." thought Gohan.
* * *
Everyone (A.N. Except Yamcha) had been shocked when Gohan made a thirty- food jump into the air. Unfortunately for Gohan, it was his time to bat.
*I need to hide my strength. I better not swing.* thought Gohan.
Gohan stepped up to the plate, prepared to be struck out.
* * *
Sharpener smirked as Gohan stepped up to the plate. *So, mountain boy thinks he can hit my pitch? I'll just have to give him a little scare.* He grinned even wider. *I'll have him ducking for cover like a sissy!*
Sharpener reared back, then threw the ball hard at Gohan's head.
* * *
Videl felt petrified as she watched the ball fly towards Gohan. *Doesn't he see the danger? Isn't he going to move?* "Hey! Watch out!" she screamed.
* * *
Gohan was still adjusting his stance when he heard Videl scream. *What?* he thought. Lifting his head, he saw the baseball, less than a ft. away, coming right at him. He moved quicker than anybody could see except Yamcha and caught the ball.
* * *
It was getting old, but Videl's jaw dropped again. She never seen anyone move that fast. *Fuck that,* she thought, *I didn't even see him!*
* * *
Everyone was staring with dropped jaws at Gohan. Nobody said anything for about ten seconds. Finally, Sharpener
screamed, "You idiot! Why didn't you duck like a sissy!?!?!" Unfortunately for Sharpener, Yamcha heard him.
"So you did that intentionally, huh? Well, I hope you like to scrub toilets, 'cause that's what your doing for the next two weeks!!"
The bell rang.
* * *
Gohan sighed. *It's been a crappy first day...* Gohan was already walking to Capsule Corp. He was glad Bulma agreed to
let him stay, because it would be pretty unbelievable that he commuted 500 miles just to go to school.
Gohan suddenly realized that he was being followed. He started running, rounded a green brick building, and flew to the roof. He was unsurprised when Videl walked around the corner and gasped. He watched her for the minute she stood there puzzling over where he went, before she walked away.
*I'll have to find someway to throw her off me. Perhaps give her another target. Ah...I'll talk to Bulma when I get there.*
With that, Gohan flew to Capsule Corp. *It's been a crappy first day.* Gohan could only hope that tomorrow was better.
A.N.
How do you like my second chapter? I'm sorry it took me so long to put it out, but my parents have cut me off the Internet. I had to go to my public library and type up the whole thing, even though I saved the half I'd already written to disk. The stupid library computer couldn't read the disk correctly. Anywho...
To Kaylendra: Thank you. Your support is appreciated.
To edward-tivrusky-5 and saiyagal: Saiyaman does not exist. He will remain the Gold Fighter. He will also not be wearing that stupid outfit. More explained in the next chapter. Saiyagal, I suggest reading the instruction to Document Manager, then following through with those instructions. PLEASE, take you time and read it thoroughly. After you've uploaded your story, move onto Create Story.
To xT-Zealot: I fully intend to finish this fic.