Gohan decided to wait until after lunch to call Chichi. Dende knows he can
think better on a full stomach.
The rest of the class had been looking at them as if they were crazy. Only Videl dared to interrupt a teacher, but these two were blatantly ignoring the teacher.
"I understand that you two are new to being taught in a class, so I will be patient and explain. Do not interrupt my class again, or you will be standing outside, Is that clear? Since you two know each other, you can sit together. Trunks, tell the class a little bit about yourself." Mrs. Raleigh commanded.
"Sorry Miss" both Gohan and Trunks whispered. They knew the power of women, and did not want another Bulma or Chichi to deal with.
Trunks faced the class and begun to tell them a little bit about himself.
"My name is Trunks Brief. I am friends with Son Gohan over there, and we are sparring partners. I live at the Capsule Corps. Centre with my brother, chibi Trunks and two parents, Bulma and Vegeta."
Trunks strolled over to the spare seat and stared ahead into the distance. There were another 3 lessons before lunch time.
The bell rang.
Finally! Lunchtime!
Two half Sayajins were out of the door in a flash.
"Did you bring one of those handy Sayajin class capsules with you? We shouldn't eat in the canteen unless you want to foot the bill?"
"You're right Gohan, I wouldn't be able to stand the wait in line. Luckily for us, Bulma thinks of everything."
"Alright, lets go outside then and eat!" exclaimed Gohan.
"Beat you there!"
"You wish!"
A large picnic table appeared from the capsule, and was immediately pounced upon.
"Oh come on Trunks, share some more of the Meat!"
"I'm treating you, so you will eat what I give you!"
"Fine, when we next spar I won't be so easy on you!"
"Whatever! Less talking more eating. Anyways, you have got to call your Mommy first!" Trunks snickered.
Gohan sulked a little. The last remark was still in the air, and Videl, Sharpner and Erasa happened to hear it.
"You are a martial arts expert, and yet you need to report to your Mommy? That's really sad!" Sharpner commented.
"Sharpner, you can insult me, but don't you dare talk about my mother like that, is that clear?" By the end of the sentence, Gohan had him pinned to the nearest fence. Trunks was just getting up, surprised at the sudden mood swing.
"Hey Gohan, take it easy, remember, he's only a human weakling, don't demean yourself like that!"
A large sigh escaped from Gohan.
"You're right. Sorry Sharpner, I don't know what got over me. Please keep your comments to yourself though if you don't want me to……" Gohan searched for a good threat other than "blast into the next dimension".
"Forget it Gohan, you won't even carry it through. You're tense, lets go and spar."
"Where do you two boys think you are going? You can't leave the campus without the Principal's permission!" Videl pointed out.
"We weren't planning on leaving the premises, we are just going to go above the buildings to spar. You can watch if you want."
"Watch? I want to fight you, to see how strong you really are! You do realise that I am stronger than my father, don't you?"
**Right, whatever** were the thoughts going through both boys' heads.
"Come on Trunks, I'm gonna call Mom, and then we can have a quick warm up session before we go back in."
"Fine. Have my phone?"
"Yeah." Gohan had already typed in the number, and was currently waiting for someone to pick up. 'Hey, Goten! Sorry about leaving you like that this morning. Let me speak to Mom please?"
"Young boy!" the voice could be clearly heard by everyone around Gohan. "Get home at once! I already have another tutor. This one will be better than the last…"
"Mom, you know what happened last time, I threw him out of the house! And I am not coming home. You promised, and you can't go back on that. Anyways, " here Gohan stopped. He didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea about him, but this would be the only way to get ChiChi off his back. " don't you want Grandchildren?"
Trunks cringed. This did not improve Gohans prospects of settling in.
The others were staring at Gohan as if he were crazy. Did he really believe somebody would settle down with him in High School?
"You know what Gohan, forget what I said. From now on you will be going to High School whenever you can. Is that clear?" ChiChi had seen the light.
"Okay Mom. Bye Bye now!" Another large sigh escaped Gohan. He had done it. There was no point being firm with his mother. You just had to be sneaky.
"Sorry you guys had to hear that. That was the only way of getting my mother to leave me alone." Gohan apologised.
"Come on Gohan, today! Let's take off!" Trunks was getting impatient.
Gohan led Trunks away from the rest of the group.
"Do you think it is a good idea to spar here? I mean, think of all of them down there! Anyway, I was kinda planning on staying low. I don't need everyone bothering me all the time."
"What are you talking about Gohan? You are not human! You are half-Sayajin. We LIVE for fighting. Who cares if they know? They'll leave you alone if you put your foot down!"
"I can see now why Bulma didn't want you at Caps. Corp any longer. You HAVE been spending too much time with Vegeta."
"Don't you see? We can't act like normal humans because we aren't humans. Completely that is."
"My father did!" Trunks looked shocked.
"No offence Gohan, but I do believe no human can transform. No human has come back from the dead countless times. Goku is the best. Pure and a brilliant fighter. How can you say he was a normal human? I find that insulting!"
Gohan hung his head in shame. He saw that he couldn't deny his other side any longer. Especially not now, he was itching to blow something up. Rather target Trunks than a building.
"Fine, let's go." Gohan had completely made his mind up. They both launched themselves into the air, and begun to spar.
"Videl, I thought you said that was a trick! How can they do it then?" Erasa questioned her best friend.
"It's all trickery. I've told you before. When they come back down, I'll engage them in a real fight. No tricks."
"That Gohan has one grip." Sharpner was still rubbing his sore neck.
"Anyway, that's THE Trunks Brief! I mean, please, he's soo rich. And very handsome. I thought that they only had one son though. I've heard that his father, Vegeta is a real snob. Proclaims himself to be a prince of some planet! As if!" Erasa laughed.
"Erase, get my camera and the principal." Videl told her.
"What are you up to now, Videl?"
"This kind of horseplay is not suited for school. They could hurt others with whatever equipment they are using. Isn't that obvious?"
"Of course, Videl. I just wasn't thinking properly." She hastily apologised. She went to get the camera.
Meanwhile, Gohan and Trunks were having fun sparring.
Gohan threw a punch at Trunks, but he evaded it, and kneed Gohan in the stomach. He followed up it up with a mighty blow to his back which sent Gohan falling onto the athletics field.
There was a great upheaval of dust, and a small crater. All voices stopped as people realised somebody had fallen and created all of this dust. A small figure emerged from the dust.
"Trunks!" he shouted angrily. "I thought I told you no knee and punch combos! We are not on our sparring ground, we are at school! Dammit, Mom is going to kill me. You are so going to pay for my clothes!" Gohan threatened Trunks.
One of the coaches versed in First Aid rushed to Gohan's side. He began to push the youth down again, telling him to sit still. Gohan just brushed him off and launched himself back into the air after Trunks. He was going to create a similar indentation on the field with Trunks.
He snickered evilly.
"Trunks. Come on out! You know you can't hide from me!" He sensed his approach from behind him. Just as Trunks was going to kick him, he flipped up onto Trunks shoulders and pushed himself until he was behind Trunks. He quickly secured his hands, and using his ki, sped up and let trunks go at the last moment. Trunks made a great impact on the field. Now there were two similarly sized craters.
Both curled up and laughed. They had been having so much fun. They were both very dirty, but Gohan instantly transmitted them over to Trunks house and grabbed a change of clothes for them.
When they returned, they were met by the solemn faces of the Principal and two police officers. There was also an ambulance on stand by. Nearby, Gohan could see Videl with a Polaroid camera. She was taking many pictures that were being collected by her two stooges.
"Gohan and Trunks, I don't know what to say. You have been here hardly for a day, and yet you have somehow managed to put two craters in the field. You have been flying around somehow. You both disappeared off the campus. Are you normal?" The Principal sounded both amazed and worried.
Trunks wanted to desperately reply that they were not normal, that in fact, Gohan was the strongest person on the planet, that he was from the future, and that he was the son of a prince of a nearly extinct race called Sayajins who lived on the planet Vegeta-sei.
The rest of the class had been looking at them as if they were crazy. Only Videl dared to interrupt a teacher, but these two were blatantly ignoring the teacher.
"I understand that you two are new to being taught in a class, so I will be patient and explain. Do not interrupt my class again, or you will be standing outside, Is that clear? Since you two know each other, you can sit together. Trunks, tell the class a little bit about yourself." Mrs. Raleigh commanded.
"Sorry Miss" both Gohan and Trunks whispered. They knew the power of women, and did not want another Bulma or Chichi to deal with.
Trunks faced the class and begun to tell them a little bit about himself.
"My name is Trunks Brief. I am friends with Son Gohan over there, and we are sparring partners. I live at the Capsule Corps. Centre with my brother, chibi Trunks and two parents, Bulma and Vegeta."
Trunks strolled over to the spare seat and stared ahead into the distance. There were another 3 lessons before lunch time.
The bell rang.
Finally! Lunchtime!
Two half Sayajins were out of the door in a flash.
"Did you bring one of those handy Sayajin class capsules with you? We shouldn't eat in the canteen unless you want to foot the bill?"
"You're right Gohan, I wouldn't be able to stand the wait in line. Luckily for us, Bulma thinks of everything."
"Alright, lets go outside then and eat!" exclaimed Gohan.
"Beat you there!"
"You wish!"
A large picnic table appeared from the capsule, and was immediately pounced upon.
"Oh come on Trunks, share some more of the Meat!"
"I'm treating you, so you will eat what I give you!"
"Fine, when we next spar I won't be so easy on you!"
"Whatever! Less talking more eating. Anyways, you have got to call your Mommy first!" Trunks snickered.
Gohan sulked a little. The last remark was still in the air, and Videl, Sharpner and Erasa happened to hear it.
"You are a martial arts expert, and yet you need to report to your Mommy? That's really sad!" Sharpner commented.
"Sharpner, you can insult me, but don't you dare talk about my mother like that, is that clear?" By the end of the sentence, Gohan had him pinned to the nearest fence. Trunks was just getting up, surprised at the sudden mood swing.
"Hey Gohan, take it easy, remember, he's only a human weakling, don't demean yourself like that!"
A large sigh escaped from Gohan.
"You're right. Sorry Sharpner, I don't know what got over me. Please keep your comments to yourself though if you don't want me to……" Gohan searched for a good threat other than "blast into the next dimension".
"Forget it Gohan, you won't even carry it through. You're tense, lets go and spar."
"Where do you two boys think you are going? You can't leave the campus without the Principal's permission!" Videl pointed out.
"We weren't planning on leaving the premises, we are just going to go above the buildings to spar. You can watch if you want."
"Watch? I want to fight you, to see how strong you really are! You do realise that I am stronger than my father, don't you?"
**Right, whatever** were the thoughts going through both boys' heads.
"Come on Trunks, I'm gonna call Mom, and then we can have a quick warm up session before we go back in."
"Fine. Have my phone?"
"Yeah." Gohan had already typed in the number, and was currently waiting for someone to pick up. 'Hey, Goten! Sorry about leaving you like that this morning. Let me speak to Mom please?"
"Young boy!" the voice could be clearly heard by everyone around Gohan. "Get home at once! I already have another tutor. This one will be better than the last…"
"Mom, you know what happened last time, I threw him out of the house! And I am not coming home. You promised, and you can't go back on that. Anyways, " here Gohan stopped. He didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea about him, but this would be the only way to get ChiChi off his back. " don't you want Grandchildren?"
Trunks cringed. This did not improve Gohans prospects of settling in.
The others were staring at Gohan as if he were crazy. Did he really believe somebody would settle down with him in High School?
"You know what Gohan, forget what I said. From now on you will be going to High School whenever you can. Is that clear?" ChiChi had seen the light.
"Okay Mom. Bye Bye now!" Another large sigh escaped Gohan. He had done it. There was no point being firm with his mother. You just had to be sneaky.
"Sorry you guys had to hear that. That was the only way of getting my mother to leave me alone." Gohan apologised.
"Come on Gohan, today! Let's take off!" Trunks was getting impatient.
Gohan led Trunks away from the rest of the group.
"Do you think it is a good idea to spar here? I mean, think of all of them down there! Anyway, I was kinda planning on staying low. I don't need everyone bothering me all the time."
"What are you talking about Gohan? You are not human! You are half-Sayajin. We LIVE for fighting. Who cares if they know? They'll leave you alone if you put your foot down!"
"I can see now why Bulma didn't want you at Caps. Corp any longer. You HAVE been spending too much time with Vegeta."
"Don't you see? We can't act like normal humans because we aren't humans. Completely that is."
"My father did!" Trunks looked shocked.
"No offence Gohan, but I do believe no human can transform. No human has come back from the dead countless times. Goku is the best. Pure and a brilliant fighter. How can you say he was a normal human? I find that insulting!"
Gohan hung his head in shame. He saw that he couldn't deny his other side any longer. Especially not now, he was itching to blow something up. Rather target Trunks than a building.
"Fine, let's go." Gohan had completely made his mind up. They both launched themselves into the air, and begun to spar.
"Videl, I thought you said that was a trick! How can they do it then?" Erasa questioned her best friend.
"It's all trickery. I've told you before. When they come back down, I'll engage them in a real fight. No tricks."
"That Gohan has one grip." Sharpner was still rubbing his sore neck.
"Anyway, that's THE Trunks Brief! I mean, please, he's soo rich. And very handsome. I thought that they only had one son though. I've heard that his father, Vegeta is a real snob. Proclaims himself to be a prince of some planet! As if!" Erasa laughed.
"Erase, get my camera and the principal." Videl told her.
"What are you up to now, Videl?"
"This kind of horseplay is not suited for school. They could hurt others with whatever equipment they are using. Isn't that obvious?"
"Of course, Videl. I just wasn't thinking properly." She hastily apologised. She went to get the camera.
Meanwhile, Gohan and Trunks were having fun sparring.
Gohan threw a punch at Trunks, but he evaded it, and kneed Gohan in the stomach. He followed up it up with a mighty blow to his back which sent Gohan falling onto the athletics field.
There was a great upheaval of dust, and a small crater. All voices stopped as people realised somebody had fallen and created all of this dust. A small figure emerged from the dust.
"Trunks!" he shouted angrily. "I thought I told you no knee and punch combos! We are not on our sparring ground, we are at school! Dammit, Mom is going to kill me. You are so going to pay for my clothes!" Gohan threatened Trunks.
One of the coaches versed in First Aid rushed to Gohan's side. He began to push the youth down again, telling him to sit still. Gohan just brushed him off and launched himself back into the air after Trunks. He was going to create a similar indentation on the field with Trunks.
He snickered evilly.
"Trunks. Come on out! You know you can't hide from me!" He sensed his approach from behind him. Just as Trunks was going to kick him, he flipped up onto Trunks shoulders and pushed himself until he was behind Trunks. He quickly secured his hands, and using his ki, sped up and let trunks go at the last moment. Trunks made a great impact on the field. Now there were two similarly sized craters.
Both curled up and laughed. They had been having so much fun. They were both very dirty, but Gohan instantly transmitted them over to Trunks house and grabbed a change of clothes for them.
When they returned, they were met by the solemn faces of the Principal and two police officers. There was also an ambulance on stand by. Nearby, Gohan could see Videl with a Polaroid camera. She was taking many pictures that were being collected by her two stooges.
"Gohan and Trunks, I don't know what to say. You have been here hardly for a day, and yet you have somehow managed to put two craters in the field. You have been flying around somehow. You both disappeared off the campus. Are you normal?" The Principal sounded both amazed and worried.
Trunks wanted to desperately reply that they were not normal, that in fact, Gohan was the strongest person on the planet, that he was from the future, and that he was the son of a prince of a nearly extinct race called Sayajins who lived on the planet Vegeta-sei.