Title: The Saiyan Goes to High School
Chapter: 2
Rated: PG-13
By: firegirl
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Gohan woke to the sound of Chichi hollering into
his bedroom.
"You're going to high school!" Gohan jumped up and fell
off of his bed.
"I am?"
"Yes silly, you passed the exams. You can start attending
school tomorrow."
"T-tomorrow, but I only took the exams a week ago-"
"Yes, I know. You have to remember that Bulma pulled some
strings to get you those exams so soon. It doesn't take long
to figure out the results." Gohan rubbed the back of his head
in embarrassment.
"I'll leave you to get dressed. We're going shopping for
your school clothes, so hurry up."
Gohan untangled himself from his covers and stood up.
He went over to his drawers and pulled out the outfit that was
on top. It was his blue training GI. His mother was sure to
complain, but he didn't care. If he was going to be trying on
clothing, he wanted his outfit to be both comfortable and easy
to get in and out of.
He walked out of his room and into the kitchen. On the
table there were piles of food, which Goten had already
started on.
"Gohan, you better get started before your brother eats
it all." He pulled out a chair and winced slightly when he
heard it scrape against the floor. He set himself into his
seat and started on the food. His mother once again
watched in amazement as the two Saiyans ate their breakfast.
'I can never quite get used to their huge appetites.
They're so adorable. Gohan has grown up so much, and Goten
reminds me so much of Goku. I hope he's doing all right in
Other World.' By the time she looked up, the boys had finished
eating, and had even cleaned the dishes.
"You boys didn't have to do the dishes."
"That's okay mom, we decided it would be done quicker
if we did it. Now, do you want me to carry you on Nimbus?"
"No, you can just carry me this time. Let Goten ride
on nimbus." The family walked out of the house. Gohan looked
up to admire the sky briefly before he called his father's
old cloud.
"Flying Nimbus!" A yellow speck could be seen in the
distance shortly after Gohan yelled into the wind. The
faithful cloud slowed to a halt in front of Gohan and
Goten. Gohan picked up his younger brother and set him
on the cloud, despite the look that had told him he didn't
need help. The next thing he did was pick up his mother
gently, he didn't want to squeeze her too tight. He had his
strength under control, but every once in a while it
slipped. His mother wrapped her arms around his neck as he
prepared to take off. He subconsciously let his ki ripple
around him as he floated up off of the ground and to
Bulma's house.
The scenery changed slowly from country, to suburb, to
city. Within minutes they had arrived at Bulma's. Gohan
set his mother down, and Goten jumped off of Nimbus. Chichi
rang the door bell and waited for it to be answered. Inside
the house, yelling could be heard.
"Vegeta, get the door!"
"Not now Woman! Trunks get the door!"
"Aww..."
"It's Kakkarot's brats."
"Yeah!" Chichi couldn't help but giggle at the young
Trunks' happiness. He opened the door and immediately
dragged Goten somewhere into the house. Gohan shut the door
as his mother sat down in a comfortable chair.
"Chichi I'm in the kitchen, come join me." His mother
rose from the chair and headed for the sound of her friend's
voice. Not long afterwards, Vegeta walked into the room.
"I owe you a black eye." Gohan laughed nervously as
Vegeta walked towards him.
"You told me to hit you."
"You dared to touch the Prince of all Saiyans. Don't
mock me either." Gohan was rescued as Bulma rushed into the
room and hit Vegeta upside the head. Vegeta scowled as he
turned his attention to his mate.
"How many times have I told you not to do that Woman!"
Bulma sighed and rolled her eyes.
"More than enough. Now, We are going shopping. Watch
the kids." Vegeta crossed his arms in defiance.
"I will do no such thing."
"You WILL or I WILL break the gravity room AND make
sure YOUR dinner is burned."
"Fine, I'll watch the pathetic brats." Bulma smiled in
triumph as she dragged Gohan and Chichi out of the door and
off to the malls.
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Gohan sighed in exhaustion. He never wanted to go
shopping with two woman again. And he though training could
be tiresome. He spent the day at a crowded mall with
teenage girls drooling at him. And to make things worse, his
mother yelled at every single last one of them. Good thing
Bulma was there to calm her down. Bulma even had the nerve to
wink at him. What was *that* supposed to mean?
Gohan removed his towel as he sank into the hot water
of his bath. He just sat there letting his thoughts roll off
of his mind like water on wax as he enjoyed to soothing
ability of a warm bath. Time passed in what seemed like a
blink off an eye because the next thing he knew his mother
had announced he had been in there for an hour and a half.
It was time for him to get some rest.
He snitched his towel and wrapped it around his waist
as he made his way up to his room. He picked up a pair of
boxers and briefly wondered why his mother only got him
teddy bear underwear. He didn't dwell on it too long, and
put them on. He hung his towel over the back of his desk
chair and crawled into his roll out bed. He thanked the
stars that his mother got rid of the study in your sleep
bed. He turned over on his side and took one last look at
his sleeping brother before he drifted off to sleep.
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Chapter: 2
Rated: PG-13
By: firegirl
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Gohan woke to the sound of Chichi hollering into
his bedroom.
"You're going to high school!" Gohan jumped up and fell
off of his bed.
"I am?"
"Yes silly, you passed the exams. You can start attending
school tomorrow."
"T-tomorrow, but I only took the exams a week ago-"
"Yes, I know. You have to remember that Bulma pulled some
strings to get you those exams so soon. It doesn't take long
to figure out the results." Gohan rubbed the back of his head
in embarrassment.
"I'll leave you to get dressed. We're going shopping for
your school clothes, so hurry up."
Gohan untangled himself from his covers and stood up.
He went over to his drawers and pulled out the outfit that was
on top. It was his blue training GI. His mother was sure to
complain, but he didn't care. If he was going to be trying on
clothing, he wanted his outfit to be both comfortable and easy
to get in and out of.
He walked out of his room and into the kitchen. On the
table there were piles of food, which Goten had already
started on.
"Gohan, you better get started before your brother eats
it all." He pulled out a chair and winced slightly when he
heard it scrape against the floor. He set himself into his
seat and started on the food. His mother once again
watched in amazement as the two Saiyans ate their breakfast.
'I can never quite get used to their huge appetites.
They're so adorable. Gohan has grown up so much, and Goten
reminds me so much of Goku. I hope he's doing all right in
Other World.' By the time she looked up, the boys had finished
eating, and had even cleaned the dishes.
"You boys didn't have to do the dishes."
"That's okay mom, we decided it would be done quicker
if we did it. Now, do you want me to carry you on Nimbus?"
"No, you can just carry me this time. Let Goten ride
on nimbus." The family walked out of the house. Gohan looked
up to admire the sky briefly before he called his father's
old cloud.
"Flying Nimbus!" A yellow speck could be seen in the
distance shortly after Gohan yelled into the wind. The
faithful cloud slowed to a halt in front of Gohan and
Goten. Gohan picked up his younger brother and set him
on the cloud, despite the look that had told him he didn't
need help. The next thing he did was pick up his mother
gently, he didn't want to squeeze her too tight. He had his
strength under control, but every once in a while it
slipped. His mother wrapped her arms around his neck as he
prepared to take off. He subconsciously let his ki ripple
around him as he floated up off of the ground and to
Bulma's house.
The scenery changed slowly from country, to suburb, to
city. Within minutes they had arrived at Bulma's. Gohan
set his mother down, and Goten jumped off of Nimbus. Chichi
rang the door bell and waited for it to be answered. Inside
the house, yelling could be heard.
"Vegeta, get the door!"
"Not now Woman! Trunks get the door!"
"Aww..."
"It's Kakkarot's brats."
"Yeah!" Chichi couldn't help but giggle at the young
Trunks' happiness. He opened the door and immediately
dragged Goten somewhere into the house. Gohan shut the door
as his mother sat down in a comfortable chair.
"Chichi I'm in the kitchen, come join me." His mother
rose from the chair and headed for the sound of her friend's
voice. Not long afterwards, Vegeta walked into the room.
"I owe you a black eye." Gohan laughed nervously as
Vegeta walked towards him.
"You told me to hit you."
"You dared to touch the Prince of all Saiyans. Don't
mock me either." Gohan was rescued as Bulma rushed into the
room and hit Vegeta upside the head. Vegeta scowled as he
turned his attention to his mate.
"How many times have I told you not to do that Woman!"
Bulma sighed and rolled her eyes.
"More than enough. Now, We are going shopping. Watch
the kids." Vegeta crossed his arms in defiance.
"I will do no such thing."
"You WILL or I WILL break the gravity room AND make
sure YOUR dinner is burned."
"Fine, I'll watch the pathetic brats." Bulma smiled in
triumph as she dragged Gohan and Chichi out of the door and
off to the malls.
------------
Gohan sighed in exhaustion. He never wanted to go
shopping with two woman again. And he though training could
be tiresome. He spent the day at a crowded mall with
teenage girls drooling at him. And to make things worse, his
mother yelled at every single last one of them. Good thing
Bulma was there to calm her down. Bulma even had the nerve to
wink at him. What was *that* supposed to mean?
Gohan removed his towel as he sank into the hot water
of his bath. He just sat there letting his thoughts roll off
of his mind like water on wax as he enjoyed to soothing
ability of a warm bath. Time passed in what seemed like a
blink off an eye because the next thing he knew his mother
had announced he had been in there for an hour and a half.
It was time for him to get some rest.
He snitched his towel and wrapped it around his waist
as he made his way up to his room. He picked up a pair of
boxers and briefly wondered why his mother only got him
teddy bear underwear. He didn't dwell on it too long, and
put them on. He hung his towel over the back of his desk
chair and crawled into his roll out bed. He thanked the
stars that his mother got rid of the study in your sleep
bed. He turned over on his side and took one last look at
his sleeping brother before he drifted off to sleep.
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