A/N: *shrugs* I don't really have a lot to say this time, my original author notes got deleted by my )*&%%&$^%#*&^%)^_) of a brother. As did my entire story… My mailing list knows the juicy details… *sighs* Anyhoo, I don't really feel like giving you a big author notes, live with it till next time.  Or better yet, join my campaign for Death To Evil Older Brothers Who Dare To Destroy Their Sister's Precious Story Files.

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It felt like a lifetime for Gohan before he class was finally over.  As soon as the bell rang he was out the door, grabbing his books and waving to his grandfather on the way out. 

He hurried through the halls towards the locker he and Sharpener shared, trying to put as much distance as possible between him and the last class.  He was just putting away his books when Videl came up, opening her own locker.  She was clearly irritated, so Gohan didn't try to make small talk with her, simply letting her get straight to the questions she was obviously dying to ask. 

"Kami Gohan!  Why didn't you tell us you were a prince?!" she exclaimed as Sharpener and Erasa joined them.  Without waiting for him to reply, she continued on briskly.  "You know who I'm related to, and I bet if Sharpener or Erasa were related to someone famous they'd tell us, so why didn't you?!" 

Gohan shrugged nonchalantly. "You don't know the half of it," he muttered under his breath, but allowed Videl to keep talking over him rather than use that excuse on her... 

"And where were you this morning?  I wanted to talk to you!  We never get to talk anymore except a little at lunch and between classes!" 

At this point Erasa joined the conversation, still a bit daunted by the memory of the Ox King, and wanting to direct the conversation back towards their last class.  "Videl has a point about talking there Gohan, but what I'm still kinda curious about is how on earth someone that HUGE could be related to someone as skinny as you!" 

"Yeah!" piped in Sharpener, elbowing Gohan away from the locker so he could access his own books.  "I mean, he looked almost as strong as Hercule and you don't have an ounce of muscle on you!" 

Slightly miffed at the implied insult, Gohan barely restrained the smart aleck comment he would so dearly love to make, but luckily for Sharpener's continued health, he decided to laugh it off as he did to so many other comments. 

So armed with their books, the four friends made their way through the thinning crowd in the hallway towards their second period math class.

*

Krillin sighed and rolled over in bed not feeling like answering the phone right then… but the ringing was persistent and Juu was already outside training… With a sigh and a muffled curse, he tumbled out of bed and shuffled towards the kitchen and the phone. 

Passing the living room where Roshi sat, raptly watching his early morning aerobic show, Krillin cussed, telling himself yet again that one of these days they would get their own house.  Making his way to the phone, he picked it up on the last ring, again cursing the fact that Roshi hadn't picked it p yet, despite the fact that it was probably for him. 

"Hello, Kame House.  Sorry, but the master is not taking on new students right now.  Try again in a few years- or at the very least in a few more hours." 

He was about to hang up the phone when a frantic sounding female voice stopped him.  Blearily bringing the phone back up to his ear, he acknowledged his continued presence and listened, slowly waking up.  

"Hello sir, are you Mr. Krillin?" 

"Uh huh." 

"Hi, I'm Miss Tengler, the secretary for Orange Star High School.  We've just had a large number of teachers call in sick, and we're desperate for substitutes.  The school has your  name listed as a possible math sub.  Are you available today?" 

Krillin blinked; him a sub??? Were they joking!? 

~Wait a minute- we want a house, and we wont be able to buy one without some cash…~

"Sure miss, uh…"

"Tengler.  Thank you so much sir!  Will you be able to make it by 8:00?" 

"Sure thing!" 

"Great!  Just come by my office when you get here and we'll have all the information that you'll need." 

"Okay then, bye."  He was about to hand up when the woman spoke again. 

"Just a sec!  We have another possible at this number, a,"

~please don't suggest Roshi…~

"Mrs. Krillin?" 

He blinked for a moment, Mrs. Krillin???  To the extent of his knowledge he was the only Krillin in this household, and he was most definitely not a girl…

~well, they've gotta mean Juu…but Mrs. Krillin?~  "Uh, yeah… sure, Juu can sub too as long as one of us can bring along our three year old."  

The woman sounded very relieved as he said that, and hastily agreed.  With cheerful goodbyes on both sides, they hung up, Krillin feeling much better than he had been when he woke up. 

"Who was that?" 

Grinning, he turned to face his wife, who was standing in the doorway.  "That," he began with relish, "was OSH.  We're substituting today!  With the money we'll make, we should be able to buy our own capsule house cheep off Bulma!!" 

Juu nodded slightly- she'd been bugging him for the past several years to get their own house, and if putting up with a bunch of hormone driven teens so be it!  After all, she was basically a teenager too… "What about Marron?  There is no way in hell that I'll leave my baby girl with that old pervert you call 'master'." 

Krillin's grin broadened.  "I never even considered it.  We're going to take her along!  She's a sweetie, I'm sure she'll behave…" (a/n: famous last words!^^) 

It was decided.  Together they went to change and to wake up Marron.  Today was a big day!

*

Krillin looked over the mess 'his' class had made.  His 1st class of the day, and he was already uncertain about whether having his own house was worth this…  Maybe living with Roshi wasn't as bad as he thought…

The phone on the desk rang; Juu needed him to take Marron. 

With a sigh and a quick glance around the room, he opened the window and flew down to where Juu's ki was located. 

Taking custody of the girl, he walked with her through the halls and up a couple flights of steps towards 'his' classroom.

*

The foursome drifted into their second period class with the steady stream of others, navigating their way to their seats with the ease of long practice. 

The bell rang within minutes, kids scattering to their seats and silence spreading. 

Again, Videl was quick to note the absence of yet another teacher. 

"Kami, what is up with all the missing teachers?!" complained Erasa loudly, causing the rest of the class revert back to talking. 

"Who knows?  Maybe nerd-boy here will have to teach class again!" 

Gohan rolled his eyes and ignored Sharpener, who was now being beaten over the head by Erasa's purse and being noisily admonished for calling HER Gohan a nerd. 

"Gohan has a girlfriend?  Why hasn't Chichi sent out the wedding invitations yet?"  

Everybody in the class whirled around to stare at the short, nose-less ex-monk who was grinning in the front of the classroom.  Continuing just as loudly, despite the sudden silence, he flashed the peace sign.  "Hey li'l bro!  Wuzzup ma man!" 

Gohan face vaulted, jaw hanging open and unable to speak. 

"Shut your mouth kid, you're catching flies." 

Obligingly, the flabbergasted Gohan snapped his mouth shut before replying in a slightly dazed voice.  "Krillin.  First grandpa and now Krillin.  I am going to kill Dende after school today… And what are you doing here?  You're a martial artist.  You aren't qualified to teach high school!" 

Krillin flashed an imitation Son Grin™ before replying.  "So Gyu Mao is here too?  And you shouldn't go around threatening Kami, Gohan; it's not going to do anything for your day.  And who cares about qualifications?  The school got our phone number and called us in.  They seemed to think we have enough qualifications." 

Gohan's eyes widened enormously and he blanched.  "I hope to god that you're implying you have multiple personalities, cause if Roshi 's here…"

Krillin pretended to be hurt, pouting dramatically.  "Do you really think that poorly of me?  I would never let that old pervert into a building full of busty teenage girls without a chaperone that was stronger than him!!!" 

Gohan visibly relaxed until his eyes fell on the seemingly innocent blonde at his friend's side.  "Um- Juuhachi isn't here by any chance, is she?" 

Krillin grinned in response.  "Absolutely!" 

Gohan let his head sink into his hands, muttering about the many ways to kill a kami, much to the consternation of the people who could hear him…  In fact, the entire class was rather bemused by the whole affair.  This was turning out to be a most interesting day…

Krillin plugged Marron into a game, then looked up at the hunched over Gohan in concern, before dismissing his sympathy.  He had seen several of the other Z Fighters in the office that morning, so he figured he'd save his pity until Gohan really needed it… Until then he'd have fun with the kid.

"Alright kids," he began, recapturing their attention from where it focused on Gohan.  "As you might have picked up, my name is Krillin.  If you were paying attention, you might also have picked up on the fact that I'm a martial artist, not a teacher.  Therefore my job is not in jeopardy here, and if you miss behave I can do anything I damn well please, short of killing you.  Any questions?" 

There was a rather shocked silence except for the loud groan that came from Gohan at this statement.  "Kami Krillin, do you have to go around threatening helpless children?  You're acting like you have some sort of Vegeta Complex!!!" 

Krillin gave a mock affronted gasp at being compared to Vegeta, just as Videl burst out in annoyance. 

"I don't know about you and the rest of them Gohan, but I'm not a 'helpless child'." 

Without waiting for Gohan to reply, Krillin cut in, despite Gohan's frantic shushing motions.  "Oh really.  You look like one to me." 

Gohan dropped his head into his hands as Videl turned a bright red, steam practically pouring from her ears.  "I am Satan Videl, daughter of Hercule.  How dare you insult me!!!" 

To all appearances Krillin couldn't dare, due to the fact that he was far too busy trying not to laugh at her very unfortunate parentage. 

Gohan sighed and rubbed his temples.  ~Dende, if you want to live for another few hours, I suggest you calm both of the down now.~ 

Krillin promptly got control of himself, just as Videl managed to calm down enough to sit back down, though still glaring daggers at the little man.  To Gohan's vast relief, class had started at long last.

~Thanks Dende, I appreciate that.  Now I wont have to kill you quite yet…~ 

Settling back, he listened with half an ear to Krillin's rather uninformed lecture.

*

Dende sighed and sat back, taking another sip of his Pina Colada.  It was nice to be appreciated, especially since it wouldn't last very long at all…

*

Krillin finally gave up with around five minutes to spare, and released the class to do whatever they wanted, as long as they did it quietly.  He said the last bit with an intimidating glare that reinforced his threat. 

Sharpener, Erasa, Videl, and Gohan leaned together to talk a bit.  Sharpener glared at Erasa, head still a bit sore from its earlier beating.  "Gee Erasa, what do you keep in there, bricks???" 

Erasa corrected him, preening slightly as she did so, "nah; brick. There's only one." 

Sharpener blinked, causing Erasa to laugh.  "Well you deserved it! You insulted MY Gohan." 

Gohan was about to protest her claim of ownership, but a tiny voice at his elbow beat him to it. 

"Gohan isn't yours, he's mine!!!" 

All four turned to look at the little girl scrambling up onto Gohan's desk.  Standing up on it, hands on her hips, Marron glared at the older blonde.  "I saw him first.  He promised he'd marry me!" 

Erasa stared at the competition in shock as the other three chuckled. 

Krillin, however, was not amused, and walked ever to pluck his daughter off the desk, glaring at Gohan suspiciously.  "She's joking, right?  I mean, you'd kick my ass in a fight, but that wont stop me from trying if you even think about touching my little girl!!" 

Gohan rolled his eyes and smirked a bit.  "Don't worry Krillin, I prefer girls my own age." 

"But Goooooohaaaan you promised!!!" 

Gohan grinned a bit self-consciously.  "Nah Marron-chan, That was probably my mom.  She's a bit fixated on getting me married off as early as possible…" 

Krillin grinned in relief as Marron pouted and the other three face vaulted.  Videl especially stared at him incredulously, and Gohan could practically see the questions welling up in his friend.  Lucky for him the bell rang, signaling time for yet another class. 

Waving cheerfully to Krillin and Marron, Gohan led the others out of the classroom and towards Home Economics.

A/N: Hmm, don't know if you care, but T-chan's b-day is coming up! July 31st.  Wish her a Happy one!