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Blood Lust

Chapter 2: When Jocks attack

While this was happening a rumor was going around school about our favorite teen. Gohan being the naïve demi saiyan that he was didn't notice anything was wrong until he had demolished a table worth of food.

"Is it true?" asked Erasa, eyes gaping.

"Is what true?" Gohan looked nervous.

"Don't you smell?"

Gohan considered this for a second. He had a very good sense of smell and the only thing that he could smell on himself was a temping aroma of food and him. "Smell of what exactly?"

"Haven't you heard?"

"…."

"Everyone is saying you never wash"

"I don't?"

"Don't you stink of sweat?"

The hour-long PE lesson that he had just had hardly warmed up the spiky haired teen, let alone made him sweat. "No I don't."

"It's like the deaf leading the blind," Videl stated. Gohan had a bit of a shock because he didn't see her sit down. Truth was she sat on the other side of the table when there was still a mountain of food, and he was too busy eating to notice. She glared at him. "Is it true? Do you ever have a shower?"

"I do shower…" Gohan finally figured out what they were talking about. "It's just that I told the PE teacher I couldn't"

"Why"

"Urm…."

"It's so nobody can see his toast rack body, isn't that right Gohan?" said Sharpener mysteriously appearing again. Slowly he put his arm around Videl.

Gohan eyes narrowed on Sharpeners arm. He considered breaking every single bone in the guys over eager hands, or ki blasting it to bits. He wondered how Sharpener would feel if he slowly roasted the blond teen, how the skin would blister and blacken. Gohan snapped himself out of it in shock; he was defiantly hanging around Vegeta too much.

It didn't matter what he thought, because just then two girls fists slammed into Sharpeners face. Erasa was very mad to hear Gohan insulted in that way. The two girls stormed off, Gohan followed, after giving Sharpener an apologetic look.

Sharpener was left lying on the floor. "What? He's just a geek, right?" He glared at Gohan's back. This is your fault Son Gohan. That was the last straw . . .

The self loved teen stood up and started waving his hands in a bizarre fashion then span on one foot in the manner of a ballerina. Receiving no response, he did the elaborate routine again. Finally giving up he stormed over to the Jocks, who were looking at him in confusion. Sharpener slapped Shoelace around the head.

"All of you come with me. It's time we gave Gohan some pain"

They nodded. Giving pain they understood.

**

It took a while for Sharpener to catch Gohan without the girls to protect him. Gohan was standing by his locker.

In a way that could only be done in an action movie Sharpener put his back to the lockers and slid up the wall so Gohan wouldn't notice him. He winced every time the lockers knobs (You know that combo lock thing) dug into his back.

"Hey Sharpener what's up?"

Sharpener didn't answer, he was grumpy that Gohan noticed him before he managed to knock his lights out.

So he punched Gohan in the face.

Well tried to at least. With speed that seemed almost inhuman, Gohan had dodged it easily. And the next one, and the one after that.

Two of Sharpeners friends realised that Sharpener needed help, they grabbed Gohan. One held each arm. Another (If you want to know it's Shoelace) had a big baseball bat and was sneaking up behind Gohan, getting ready to knock him out cold..

Gohan broke the guys grip and ducked, seeming to know that someone was behind him.

Sharpener was stunned. He had just seen Gohan bend down. THERE WERE TWO GUYS HOLDING OM TO HIS ARM AT THE TIME. These guys looked like a pinkish version of the hulk, okay so one was more red, but pink-ISH still the same. Anyway both of these guys had death grips on Gohan's arms. And Gohan just broke the grip. Like it was nothing. LIKE AS IF THEY WERE TWO TOOTHFAIRYS, FOR KAMIS SAKE. And somehow (Gohan reckoned it was Dende's intervention) Sharpener managed to get hit in the head with the baseball bat. Needless to say, that was the reason he was stunned.

As Gohan straightened up, he noticed two more guys grabbing his arm. "Umm… Guys, Why are you…" The spiky haired teen looked around at all the faces glaring at him. "Oh I see… You want to fight…ten against one…. Sharpener, I thought you were my friend."

"I'm not, and I know ten of us is overkill, but we all wanted to join in." The others laughed. (Did I mention there were 10 of them, if not there are 10 of them, Sharpener, and the Sharpenerettes…)

"Don't worry, I swore to myself that I wont every hurt someone else again" Gohan said simply, looking at the ground.

"Oh look, He thinks he's going to beat us up. Who does he think he is, Hercule?"

Shoelace was worried. This was going wrong. It was supposed to be them threatening him not the other way round. It was hurting is tiny little mind.

"I don't want to fight you."

This was more to Shoelaces knowledge. "Shut up you whimpering little worm and if you go crying to your 'Mommy' and 'Daddy' after we beat you up, we'll-"

"My dad is dead," Gohan's voice was deadpan.

"What happened, how did he die?" Asked Sharpener finding a nerve. "Let me guess, he broke a nail? Did he see his face in the mirror and die of fright?"

"My Dad died with honor."

"He was properly some weak, geek, from no-wheres-vill, who died and no one even cared."

"TAKE. THAT. BACK." Gohan growled

Sharpener tried to give a smirk that rivaled Vegeta's and failed miserably. As deliberately and slowly as possible he said. "No"

He didn't even see Gohan move. He didn't see Gohan leap at Sharpener faster then humans could watch. He didn't see Gohan's fist zooming though the air, to land a millimeter away from Sharpeners face. The blond teen fainted.

What is happening to me? Gohan pondered, shocked. I nearly hit a defenseless guy in the face, with enough to kill him. It can't be my Saiyan-jin side coming out could it? But I'm not even Super, Its not even near the full moon, something is defiantly wrong.

In the back of his mind a very tiny voice said that Sharpener deserved it.

"GOHAN!" The black haired teen looked up to see Videl running towards him. She reached him and gave a glare to the Sharpenerettes that definitely matched Chi-Chi's." I heard what these guys wanted to do you, thought you would want some protection."

"It's okay Videl, I can look after myself."

She glared at him. He gulped. "Oh, so your like Mr Saiya-geek and could take them all out I suspect."

"NO, I guess I'm not like Saiyaman" He rubbed the back of his head. "Not like him in anyway at all."

"Right…" muttered Videl, as she looked back to the group who were more then slightly confused.

"No sir-ree, if there was anyone who was least likely to be Saiyaman it would be me"

"Gohan, Shut up, and just stay put why I take care of these thugs, okay?"

The demi saiyan, who had a lifetime of knowing exactly what women could do if they were provoked, stood and watched. And boy did he watch. It was amazing how those slender arms and legs could just lash out with such grace and power. She wasn't nearly as strong as some as the Z senshi, but it was still poetry in motion. He was dimly aware that he was drooling.

Videl glowered at him. "What are you looking at?"

"Umm…Err.." Whoops

***

Before Gohan flew home he stopped at Capsule Corp. He wanted to see Bulma about something.

"You see Bulma, today I nearly hit a guy at school, because he insulted dad. I think that as I haven't sparred or trained for such a long time, my saiyan side is trying to get out."

"So?" Said Bulma trying to extinguish the fire on the meatloaf that she had just tried to cook. Well… Gohan thought it was meatloaf.

"Well I was wondering if you could get Vegeta to let me use the GR for a while."

"Well as it's for a good cause, and as his royal shortness would pout." She answered while giving the meatloaf up for lost cause, and shoving bit in the bin. "I'll do you one better. I have a capsule GR, new, improved, nearly indestructible, I was going to give it to Vegeta, but he's been playing up."

"What did he do this time?"

"You know, the usual. Kidnap one of those reporters who are always hanging around. Hold him for ransom. Tried to kill them a few billion times. Scares them to death. I told them not to go near him." Bulma paused, hand on the phone, about to phone for takeaway instead.

"At least he doesn't just Ki blast them all to death anymore." Gohan looked at his watch. "Dumb, I was supposed to be home over an hour ago. Moms going to kill me."

"Don't worry, I'll phone her and explain that you had some Saiyaman business to take care of."

"Thanks Bulma, you're the best."

"Don't I know it." She slipped the casual into his hand. "Hope it helps"

"So do I"

***

"Hey Gohan how has your day been." Chi-chi asked, as Gohan walked through door. (Okay so he didn't walk though the door he kind of, stepped in then got shoved back by a orange and blue blur, and then staggered forwards, hoping for his blood circulation to return.)

"Umm… fine," Gohan answered as he tried to remove Goten, who had somehow seemed to permanently attach himself to his leg. "It's just…" Don't mention hanging around with the guys. Don't mention them trying to beat you up. Don't mention nearly killing Sharpener. Don't mention getting a GR. Don't mention Videl in any way, shape or form. "It's just this PE teacher is yelling at me." Damn I knew I missed one.

"WHAT! Some, some TEACHER is picking on my kid!" The frying pan that scared so many Saiyans appeared from her apron. "While that whiney little-"

"It's just, because I won't shower after PE. I got out of it though."

The ranting mother continued. "Why I'm going to phone him up and tell him exactly what I think of him!" She was pacing up and down the kitchen, whacking the frying pan into her palm. Not even Goten would get in her way.

"No, mom, don't. He might fail, me if he's feeling too grumpy."

"FAIL?" At that word the mother that was reminding Gohan of a Sabre tooth tiger on the prowl switched faces. "Gohan, showers aren't that bad. There is a lot worse that could happen to you. Kami knows what we will have to do if your school suddenly decided to get all students to have a blood test."

"Mom, I don't want the whole school to see my tail."

"Fine." Gohan shivered, he knew what that tone meant. It meant that something very bad was going to happen.

"And if you're wondering what happened to your dinner…. You were so late that Goten ate it."

He was wrong. It wasn't very bad. It was worse.

**

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