Disclaimer: I own nothing! Well, I own a laptop, and some computer games.
But that is about all! Well, I own a couple of bucks.
A/N: Sorry about the late update, I was on vacation. Really! Don't kill me!
Imminent Fate~ From the last chapter: So the rest of the day went normal, besides his fan club chasing him all day, and Videl glaring at him. When he got back home, what he saw surprised him.
Fighting Crime ~ Gohan entered the house slowly. What had happened? The whole house was quiet. Slowly, he entered the kitchen. A yellow piece of paper was attached to the fridge. He read it.
Dear Gohan, I have taken Goten to Capsule Corporation for the day to play with Trunks. Help yourself. How was your first day at school? When we get back home, tell me what happened in school! Did you have fun? Did you score high on the entrance exams? You better have! Well, get to work on your homework!
He chuckled. That was his mom. Always worried about education. He ambled up the stairs to his room. Having Goten not around was a blessing, but it was not that he didn't like his little brother. The over energized kid was too crazy at times. Gohan glanced at his textbooks. This was really easy stuff. He could finish this in a couple of minutes, and then he would have tons of time to train.
Calculus, physics, blah blah blah. He had learned this stuff when he was nine, ten at tops. Speeding through the homework, he finished in 10 minutes. Wow, this school was ok. He had so much less homework than his mom gave him. Enough time to train!
Gohan quickly changed into his gi. A quick streak of orange (A/N: In my fic, Gohan wears the orange gi. Just imagine he is wearing another gi if you don't like the orange gi.), and he was out of the house, and speeding towards his favorite training place.
The withered trees appeared in blurs, quickly disappearing out of view. The teenager sped towards the clearing. The wildlife, many of the creatures who he had known, burst with energy and commotion. Gohan started with a few stretches. Then he began his warm-up. He flipped backwards, and his foot shot out. The quick, rapid, thundering attacks were unseen to human eyes. Moving to a desolate region, Gohan powered up to super saiyan. The glaring flames shrouded the powerful demi-saiyan. With a few rapid punches, the landscape turned into a broken fighting arena.
He charged a kamehameha in his palms near his waist.
"Ka-"
"ME-"
"HA........ME"
"HA!!!!!"
The brilliant glare turned the landscape upside down. A white light illuminated the clearing. Controlling the colossal sized energy beam, he curved it around, and the ki attack came full force heading at him. Raising his palms to meet his own attack, the energy ball blazed against his body. Gradually, he forced it back. Then, gaining speed, he walked forward against the beam. With a final "HA" he pushed it into the sky.
The colossal ki attack settled back into the endless atmosphere and disappeared with a wonderful glare of colorful lights. Panting, Gohan let his aura vanish, though he was still in his super saiyan form. He began to think about his crime-fighting labor. His thoughts drifted to Videl. Then he realized what he was thinking. Quickly, he changed his thoughts to dinner.
Gohan flew headed to his house. The dwelling came into view, and he stepped inside. Looking inside the fridge, he was disappointed. It looked like Goten had raided the fridge today. He solemnly lifted out a (whole) chicken and a plate of noodles. He would have a small dinner.
Heating up his meal in the microwave, Gohan's thoughts once again drifted to Videl. Aack! What was up with him? He didn't feel something towards that girl, did he? It was just a small crush, just like his crush on Bulma (A/N: Just Kidding!!!!!). He would get over it.
The microwave beeped. He popped open the microwave and lifted out his (huge, but tiny for a saiyan) meal. Without delay, he attacked his dinner. The meat was cleaned off of the chicken, and the plate of noodles disappeared. Gohan groaned. He had barely eaten anything. He would starve if he didn't eat more.
All of a sudden the door exploded open. An orange blur found it's way to the teenage saiyan. The streak receded to his brother.
"Hi bother! Did you have fun? Is school fun? Can I go?" A million questions showered the poor demi-saiyan.
"Well, I didn't really have fun-"
"Gohan!" his mother began. The teenager waited for the worst.
"Did you do well on the entrance exam?" she asked.
"Uhh, I got 100%, and broke the state record time.."
"Good, that's my baby-" so a conversation began.
THE NEXT DAY.
The teenager slept, in his own world of dreams. He imagined a fuming Cell screaming at him.
"You little punk. There is no way you could defeat me! BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP" Gohan turned on his side. The image of Cell dissolved into his scolding mom.
"Did you finish your homework? You better have. BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP."
The teenage saiyan groaned. His alarm clock had gone off. Murderous hands jutted out, and crushed the black machine producing the screeching noise. He conferred going back to sleep, but his brother came out of nowhere and used him as a trampoline.
"Damn it, get off!" he mumbled. He tried to turn over.
"Time to go to school, time to go to school!" Goten chanted.
"Fine, I'll get up!" he shouted. The hyperactive boy finally got off Gohan's stomach, and raced back downstairs to the kitchen. Gohan groaned loudly. He changed into his school clothes and followed suite.
The smell of pancakes enveloped him as he entered the kitchen. There was his brother, gazing at a stack of them. Gohan sat down, as his mother dropped a ton of pancakes on his plate. The two demi-saiyans ate ravenously, like all saiyans did. Except Gohan ate a little more than he usually did, protesting that he had a small dinner, due to Goten's raid of the fridge. SMACK!
"I left a whole chicken for you! How could you say such a thing?" Chi- chi's voice thundered.
"But-"
"No buts now get to school."
Gohan dolefully called the Flying Nimbus, and sped away. Glancing at his watch, he realized that school started in two minutes. He had better fly faster.
Once Satan City appeared in his view, he crossed his fingers, hoping that there was no crime this morning. It looked like it was true. The city was bustling with commotion, but there was no trace of crime. Giving a silent cheer, he jumped off his Nimbus and landed on the roof of his school. He sprinted to his first period class. He sat down just as the bell rang.
"Hey Videl, hey Erasa, Sharpener," he exclaimed. Videl grunted.
"Hi Gohan. Have you heard about the Lone Saiyan? I wonder what a saiyan is. Don't you think he's cute Videl?" Erasa hollered. Gohan sunk down in his seat, not wanting to be discovered.
"He's just another fake," Videl retorted.
"Hush up. School is starting," the teacher yelled.
"How is everybody? Are you children ready for an exciting day of school?" the voice came over the intercom. No response.
"Well, I have some news. Yesterday, we acquired a new student. He has aced the entrance exam with 100% breaking the state time record!"
Everyone glanced at Gohan. He sunk in his seat, muttering, "Kill Dende".
"We are pleased to have SON GOHAN at our school." Whispers of "nerd" and "brain boy" were produced from the whole school. Dende had just signed his death warrant.
"This is Principal Dumass signing off." (At my school, they always do that.)
"OK class, that was very interesting *cough* news," the teacher said. He began to talk about the history of the Earth and how *Hercule* had beaten Cell, which Gohan had fallen asleep at the fake history.
"Now, we will have a big project due in 2 weeks. This project is worth half of your points. You will have a partner, and you will have to interview one of their family members. Then you will write a report about their life, and their home. Got that?" Whispers arose when people began to choose their partners.
"I'll be with you Erasa." Videl stated.
"Sure," she agreed, "then Gohan and Sharpener will be partners. Oh this will be fun!"
"I'm sure nerd boy's life is boring. There is no way I'll be with him."
"And no picking your partners!" The groans were heard all the way from outer space.
"I will be picking your partners for you. Your partners will be from the opposite sex. Hehehehehe, I am so evil."
"Tenchi, and Elizabeth."
"Sharpener and Erasa."
"Jon and Jessica."
"Videl and Gohan."
And the partners were chosen. All this time Gohan had been sleeping. Videl waved his hand in front of his face.
"Gohan? Get up!"
"Huh? Wha- what's happening?" Videl pointed to a piece of paper on his desk. Gohan picked it up.
V: Meet me after school.
G: Why?
V: We have a project, remember. We are partners. How long have you been asleep?
G: A long time. What is the project about?
V: I'll fill you in after school.
Their note passing had gone well, until Videl's watch beeped. She answered it.
"What is it chief?"
"There is a kidnapping on Elm St. Hurry. They have a bus full of hostages and are demanding ransom."
"I'll be right there." She raised her hand.
"You may go Videl." She ran out of class. The teacher went on to explain the *fake* details of the Cell games.
"What was that about, Erasa?" Gohan asked, wondering if she could handle the situation by herself.
"The chief wants Videl's help on a crime scene. Why?"
"Just wondering." With that, Gohan raised his hand.
"Yes Gohan?"
"May I go to the bathroom?"
"OK." Gohan sped out the door. He ran up the stairs, went super, and flew out into the sky. Now, Videl's ki should be easy to find. There! He quickly flew where her ki was. There, inside the yellow helicopter!
He decided to follow behind slowly, because she knew where the crime scene was. He flew behind, watching the ground for any sign of a hijacking. Then his eyes landed on a blockade of police cars, which surrounded a bus with criminals no doubt inside. Videl had noticed too, and flew towards the battle.
Gohan aka the Lone Saiyan landed on the grass and gave a full sprint towards the hijacked bus. Videl, in her helicopter, was hot on his heels. A horrendous amount of gunfire blasted at him, but all of them were caught with his bare hands. The criminals watched this in fear. Then one of the criminals had a idea. He drove towards the cliff.
Videl jumped out of the helicopter. What was the Lone Saiyan waiting for?
"Hi miss," Gohan said, saluting to her.
"Hurry Lone Saiyan! Think of something. They are trying to drive off the cliff!" she shouted. When the knowledge dawned on him, he raced headed for the edge of the cliff and jumped off?! Videl screamed. What the hell was he thinking? She had other matters than to worry about him. She raced into the bus to attempt yanking the steering wheel away from the thug.
"It's Hercule's daughter!" one of the thugs exclaimed. She was greeted with fists. Blocking and fighting, she fought her way through the criminals. Once she reached the steering wheel, it was too late. The thugs jumped out of the bus and waited for gravity to pull the bus off the cliff. She closed her eyes.
All of a sudden, the falling receded. She opened her eyes. Glancing through the window, she saw the Lone Saiyan hold the bus up. Her eyes widened. Her dad was even not strong enough to lift a bus! Talk about flying at the same time! The Lone Saiyan dropped the bus back on even ground.
Videl exited the bus. She pulled Lone Saiyan back just as he was going to help the police take care of the criminals. Then she noticed that he wore the same thing as Gohan did.
"What?"
"How did you do that?" she asked, glaring.
"Uh... Professional's secret," he lied. Great save Gohan. Professional's secret? That was so stupid.
The Lone Saiyan took flight.
"Wait, aren't you going to help?" Videl shouted the question.
"The police have everything done." She glanced at the brawl that had been going on. The criminal gang was tied up and in handcuffs.
"Oh, Hehehe." She went inside the helicopter and flew back to school.
Back at the school:
Gohan landed on the roof and powered down into his normal form. He glanced at his watch. Oh no! It had been almost 25 minutes. What will the teacher say? I had been in the bathroom for 25 minutes? He rushed back to his class.
Upon opening the door, Gohan was greeted with horrendous laughter.
"Oh look, brain boy is back. I wonder if he has bladder problems?" Sharpener mocked. Gohan blushed and quickly sat at his seat.
Videl came back 10 minutes later. Of course, using IT, Gohan had reached the school a lot faster than her. Videl apologized, and went back to her seat.
"What's going on between you and Gohan?" Erasa asked.
"What the hell are you talking about Erasa?"
"Right after you left, Gohan was dismissed. I know you two are doing something." Videl glared at Gohan. He played with his fingers.
"Well, I uh had to go to the bathroom." He said blushing.
"I bet you two went inside the bathroom to make-out!" Erasa squealed. Videl and Gohan barfed.
"No way! Just shut up Erasa, we'll get in trouble!" Videl yelled. She gave Gohan the 'I'll figure you out' glare.
The rest of the school day went chaotic for the demi-saiyan. At his 8th period class, Gohan sat impatiently waiting for the bell to ring. He seriously needed a costume. He would need to get Bulma to make one for him.
RRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gohan gave a silent cheer and sprinted out of the class, almost forgetting to copy down the homework. As he tore out of the class, someone pulled him back.
"Yikes!"
"Gohan, remember? The project?"
"Oh, ya. Hehehe," he said, giving the famous Son grin.
"Come with me." She said, leading him to the gate. She began to explain the project. Gohan nodded with understanding.
"How about I go to your house this weekend?" he asked, trying to get Videl to NOT come to his house.
"Well, my house is kinda weird, but I'll go to your house this weekend! Where is it?"
"But. Oh fine! It's kinda far away though." Gohan said, trying to lead Videl away from the subject.
"How far?" she asked.
"Uh. 500 miles." he said, innocently.
"Holy shit!" Videl yelled.
"I knew you would say that."
"Well then, it's settled. I'm going to your house this weekend, and your coming to my house the next weekend."
"But-" Gohan started, but was shut up with Videl's death glare. He sunk his head low.
"Ok...." he said. With that he sprinted away, catching Videl off guard. Damn! Couldn't catch him this time, Videl thought. Oh well, there's always next time. She lifted herself inside her helicopter.
At Capsule Corp:
Gohan trudged up the steps and rang the doorbell. A short bulky man answered.
"What do you want baka human?" Vegeta asked, finding out that it was Gohan.
"What's your problem Kakorott's (A/N: Someone please tell me how to spell that!) No. 1 brat?"
"I need to see Bulma, so back off." Gohan snapped.
"What ever baka." With that, he left to get Bulma.
"What is it dear?" Bulma asked, in the lab.
"I need you to design some kind of costume for my crime-fighting." Gohan said.
"Oh great, more work?"
"Well it's ok. You don't have to..."
"No, it's my pleasure," Bulma said, "what kind of costume?"
"Any kind I guess. Just don't make it pink." He replied.
"Ok, now I know what color."
"NO!!!!!!!!"
"I wouldn't do that to you! How about.. Your father's gi?"
"Yes that will do fine!" Gohan cheered, glad that his costume wasn't pink.
An hour later, Bulma came out of the lab, holding a watch.
"Here you go." She squealed, happy with her work.
"Uh.. No offense Bulma, but I don't think a watch would disguise me very well."
"No you idiot! It's inside the watch. Here let me show you." She attached the watch onto his wrist and pressed a button. With a spout of smoke, Gohan stood, with his father's gi on.
"Wow, thanks Bulma. Maybe.. yes, if I go super saiyan, nobody would recognize me!" he thought out loud.
"I am the Lone Saiyan!!!" he said, striking many idiotic poses.
"You baka! Take away the gay name! And don't do any stupid poses!" Vegeta commanded from the doorway.
"But Vegeta? Please?"
"No! I am the Prince of Saiyans, and I will not let you have the 'saiyan' in your name!"
"Oh fine.. but what should I be called then? Hmm. the Gold Man... no.. I know the Gold Fighter! Ya, that's cool!"
"I am the Gold Fighter!" he boomed, striking many poses.
"You idiot! I said take away the poses!"
"But-"
"Just fight and leave! Then everyone would think you were cooler than a gay poser." Vegeta yelled.
"But Trunks thinks the Lone Saiyan is cool with the poses, don't you?" he asked the boy standing next to his dad.
"Oh ya. you are so cool," he said sarcastically.
"Fine. I will follow your instructions." He solemnly said.
"Finally I convinced you! Now get out of my house!"
Gohan waved farewell to Bulma, transformed into Super Saiyan, and flew off. How would his crime-fighting job go? Would he survive the hideous 'project' with Videl? He flew in the sky, with these questions rotating in his mind. **********
A/N: Yay! Done!!!!!! Please review. It really helps.
A/N: Sorry about the late update, I was on vacation. Really! Don't kill me!
Imminent Fate~ From the last chapter: So the rest of the day went normal, besides his fan club chasing him all day, and Videl glaring at him. When he got back home, what he saw surprised him.
Fighting Crime ~ Gohan entered the house slowly. What had happened? The whole house was quiet. Slowly, he entered the kitchen. A yellow piece of paper was attached to the fridge. He read it.
Dear Gohan, I have taken Goten to Capsule Corporation for the day to play with Trunks. Help yourself. How was your first day at school? When we get back home, tell me what happened in school! Did you have fun? Did you score high on the entrance exams? You better have! Well, get to work on your homework!
He chuckled. That was his mom. Always worried about education. He ambled up the stairs to his room. Having Goten not around was a blessing, but it was not that he didn't like his little brother. The over energized kid was too crazy at times. Gohan glanced at his textbooks. This was really easy stuff. He could finish this in a couple of minutes, and then he would have tons of time to train.
Calculus, physics, blah blah blah. He had learned this stuff when he was nine, ten at tops. Speeding through the homework, he finished in 10 minutes. Wow, this school was ok. He had so much less homework than his mom gave him. Enough time to train!
Gohan quickly changed into his gi. A quick streak of orange (A/N: In my fic, Gohan wears the orange gi. Just imagine he is wearing another gi if you don't like the orange gi.), and he was out of the house, and speeding towards his favorite training place.
The withered trees appeared in blurs, quickly disappearing out of view. The teenager sped towards the clearing. The wildlife, many of the creatures who he had known, burst with energy and commotion. Gohan started with a few stretches. Then he began his warm-up. He flipped backwards, and his foot shot out. The quick, rapid, thundering attacks were unseen to human eyes. Moving to a desolate region, Gohan powered up to super saiyan. The glaring flames shrouded the powerful demi-saiyan. With a few rapid punches, the landscape turned into a broken fighting arena.
He charged a kamehameha in his palms near his waist.
"Ka-"
"ME-"
"HA........ME"
"HA!!!!!"
The brilliant glare turned the landscape upside down. A white light illuminated the clearing. Controlling the colossal sized energy beam, he curved it around, and the ki attack came full force heading at him. Raising his palms to meet his own attack, the energy ball blazed against his body. Gradually, he forced it back. Then, gaining speed, he walked forward against the beam. With a final "HA" he pushed it into the sky.
The colossal ki attack settled back into the endless atmosphere and disappeared with a wonderful glare of colorful lights. Panting, Gohan let his aura vanish, though he was still in his super saiyan form. He began to think about his crime-fighting labor. His thoughts drifted to Videl. Then he realized what he was thinking. Quickly, he changed his thoughts to dinner.
Gohan flew headed to his house. The dwelling came into view, and he stepped inside. Looking inside the fridge, he was disappointed. It looked like Goten had raided the fridge today. He solemnly lifted out a (whole) chicken and a plate of noodles. He would have a small dinner.
Heating up his meal in the microwave, Gohan's thoughts once again drifted to Videl. Aack! What was up with him? He didn't feel something towards that girl, did he? It was just a small crush, just like his crush on Bulma (A/N: Just Kidding!!!!!). He would get over it.
The microwave beeped. He popped open the microwave and lifted out his (huge, but tiny for a saiyan) meal. Without delay, he attacked his dinner. The meat was cleaned off of the chicken, and the plate of noodles disappeared. Gohan groaned. He had barely eaten anything. He would starve if he didn't eat more.
All of a sudden the door exploded open. An orange blur found it's way to the teenage saiyan. The streak receded to his brother.
"Hi bother! Did you have fun? Is school fun? Can I go?" A million questions showered the poor demi-saiyan.
"Well, I didn't really have fun-"
"Gohan!" his mother began. The teenager waited for the worst.
"Did you do well on the entrance exam?" she asked.
"Uhh, I got 100%, and broke the state record time.."
"Good, that's my baby-" so a conversation began.
THE NEXT DAY.
The teenager slept, in his own world of dreams. He imagined a fuming Cell screaming at him.
"You little punk. There is no way you could defeat me! BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP" Gohan turned on his side. The image of Cell dissolved into his scolding mom.
"Did you finish your homework? You better have. BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP."
The teenage saiyan groaned. His alarm clock had gone off. Murderous hands jutted out, and crushed the black machine producing the screeching noise. He conferred going back to sleep, but his brother came out of nowhere and used him as a trampoline.
"Damn it, get off!" he mumbled. He tried to turn over.
"Time to go to school, time to go to school!" Goten chanted.
"Fine, I'll get up!" he shouted. The hyperactive boy finally got off Gohan's stomach, and raced back downstairs to the kitchen. Gohan groaned loudly. He changed into his school clothes and followed suite.
The smell of pancakes enveloped him as he entered the kitchen. There was his brother, gazing at a stack of them. Gohan sat down, as his mother dropped a ton of pancakes on his plate. The two demi-saiyans ate ravenously, like all saiyans did. Except Gohan ate a little more than he usually did, protesting that he had a small dinner, due to Goten's raid of the fridge. SMACK!
"I left a whole chicken for you! How could you say such a thing?" Chi- chi's voice thundered.
"But-"
"No buts now get to school."
Gohan dolefully called the Flying Nimbus, and sped away. Glancing at his watch, he realized that school started in two minutes. He had better fly faster.
Once Satan City appeared in his view, he crossed his fingers, hoping that there was no crime this morning. It looked like it was true. The city was bustling with commotion, but there was no trace of crime. Giving a silent cheer, he jumped off his Nimbus and landed on the roof of his school. He sprinted to his first period class. He sat down just as the bell rang.
"Hey Videl, hey Erasa, Sharpener," he exclaimed. Videl grunted.
"Hi Gohan. Have you heard about the Lone Saiyan? I wonder what a saiyan is. Don't you think he's cute Videl?" Erasa hollered. Gohan sunk down in his seat, not wanting to be discovered.
"He's just another fake," Videl retorted.
"Hush up. School is starting," the teacher yelled.
"How is everybody? Are you children ready for an exciting day of school?" the voice came over the intercom. No response.
"Well, I have some news. Yesterday, we acquired a new student. He has aced the entrance exam with 100% breaking the state time record!"
Everyone glanced at Gohan. He sunk in his seat, muttering, "Kill Dende".
"We are pleased to have SON GOHAN at our school." Whispers of "nerd" and "brain boy" were produced from the whole school. Dende had just signed his death warrant.
"This is Principal Dumass signing off." (At my school, they always do that.)
"OK class, that was very interesting *cough* news," the teacher said. He began to talk about the history of the Earth and how *Hercule* had beaten Cell, which Gohan had fallen asleep at the fake history.
"Now, we will have a big project due in 2 weeks. This project is worth half of your points. You will have a partner, and you will have to interview one of their family members. Then you will write a report about their life, and their home. Got that?" Whispers arose when people began to choose their partners.
"I'll be with you Erasa." Videl stated.
"Sure," she agreed, "then Gohan and Sharpener will be partners. Oh this will be fun!"
"I'm sure nerd boy's life is boring. There is no way I'll be with him."
"And no picking your partners!" The groans were heard all the way from outer space.
"I will be picking your partners for you. Your partners will be from the opposite sex. Hehehehehe, I am so evil."
"Tenchi, and Elizabeth."
"Sharpener and Erasa."
"Jon and Jessica."
"Videl and Gohan."
And the partners were chosen. All this time Gohan had been sleeping. Videl waved his hand in front of his face.
"Gohan? Get up!"
"Huh? Wha- what's happening?" Videl pointed to a piece of paper on his desk. Gohan picked it up.
V: Meet me after school.
G: Why?
V: We have a project, remember. We are partners. How long have you been asleep?
G: A long time. What is the project about?
V: I'll fill you in after school.
Their note passing had gone well, until Videl's watch beeped. She answered it.
"What is it chief?"
"There is a kidnapping on Elm St. Hurry. They have a bus full of hostages and are demanding ransom."
"I'll be right there." She raised her hand.
"You may go Videl." She ran out of class. The teacher went on to explain the *fake* details of the Cell games.
"What was that about, Erasa?" Gohan asked, wondering if she could handle the situation by herself.
"The chief wants Videl's help on a crime scene. Why?"
"Just wondering." With that, Gohan raised his hand.
"Yes Gohan?"
"May I go to the bathroom?"
"OK." Gohan sped out the door. He ran up the stairs, went super, and flew out into the sky. Now, Videl's ki should be easy to find. There! He quickly flew where her ki was. There, inside the yellow helicopter!
He decided to follow behind slowly, because she knew where the crime scene was. He flew behind, watching the ground for any sign of a hijacking. Then his eyes landed on a blockade of police cars, which surrounded a bus with criminals no doubt inside. Videl had noticed too, and flew towards the battle.
Gohan aka the Lone Saiyan landed on the grass and gave a full sprint towards the hijacked bus. Videl, in her helicopter, was hot on his heels. A horrendous amount of gunfire blasted at him, but all of them were caught with his bare hands. The criminals watched this in fear. Then one of the criminals had a idea. He drove towards the cliff.
Videl jumped out of the helicopter. What was the Lone Saiyan waiting for?
"Hi miss," Gohan said, saluting to her.
"Hurry Lone Saiyan! Think of something. They are trying to drive off the cliff!" she shouted. When the knowledge dawned on him, he raced headed for the edge of the cliff and jumped off?! Videl screamed. What the hell was he thinking? She had other matters than to worry about him. She raced into the bus to attempt yanking the steering wheel away from the thug.
"It's Hercule's daughter!" one of the thugs exclaimed. She was greeted with fists. Blocking and fighting, she fought her way through the criminals. Once she reached the steering wheel, it was too late. The thugs jumped out of the bus and waited for gravity to pull the bus off the cliff. She closed her eyes.
All of a sudden, the falling receded. She opened her eyes. Glancing through the window, she saw the Lone Saiyan hold the bus up. Her eyes widened. Her dad was even not strong enough to lift a bus! Talk about flying at the same time! The Lone Saiyan dropped the bus back on even ground.
Videl exited the bus. She pulled Lone Saiyan back just as he was going to help the police take care of the criminals. Then she noticed that he wore the same thing as Gohan did.
"What?"
"How did you do that?" she asked, glaring.
"Uh... Professional's secret," he lied. Great save Gohan. Professional's secret? That was so stupid.
The Lone Saiyan took flight.
"Wait, aren't you going to help?" Videl shouted the question.
"The police have everything done." She glanced at the brawl that had been going on. The criminal gang was tied up and in handcuffs.
"Oh, Hehehe." She went inside the helicopter and flew back to school.
Back at the school:
Gohan landed on the roof and powered down into his normal form. He glanced at his watch. Oh no! It had been almost 25 minutes. What will the teacher say? I had been in the bathroom for 25 minutes? He rushed back to his class.
Upon opening the door, Gohan was greeted with horrendous laughter.
"Oh look, brain boy is back. I wonder if he has bladder problems?" Sharpener mocked. Gohan blushed and quickly sat at his seat.
Videl came back 10 minutes later. Of course, using IT, Gohan had reached the school a lot faster than her. Videl apologized, and went back to her seat.
"What's going on between you and Gohan?" Erasa asked.
"What the hell are you talking about Erasa?"
"Right after you left, Gohan was dismissed. I know you two are doing something." Videl glared at Gohan. He played with his fingers.
"Well, I uh had to go to the bathroom." He said blushing.
"I bet you two went inside the bathroom to make-out!" Erasa squealed. Videl and Gohan barfed.
"No way! Just shut up Erasa, we'll get in trouble!" Videl yelled. She gave Gohan the 'I'll figure you out' glare.
The rest of the school day went chaotic for the demi-saiyan. At his 8th period class, Gohan sat impatiently waiting for the bell to ring. He seriously needed a costume. He would need to get Bulma to make one for him.
RRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gohan gave a silent cheer and sprinted out of the class, almost forgetting to copy down the homework. As he tore out of the class, someone pulled him back.
"Yikes!"
"Gohan, remember? The project?"
"Oh, ya. Hehehe," he said, giving the famous Son grin.
"Come with me." She said, leading him to the gate. She began to explain the project. Gohan nodded with understanding.
"How about I go to your house this weekend?" he asked, trying to get Videl to NOT come to his house.
"Well, my house is kinda weird, but I'll go to your house this weekend! Where is it?"
"But. Oh fine! It's kinda far away though." Gohan said, trying to lead Videl away from the subject.
"How far?" she asked.
"Uh. 500 miles." he said, innocently.
"Holy shit!" Videl yelled.
"I knew you would say that."
"Well then, it's settled. I'm going to your house this weekend, and your coming to my house the next weekend."
"But-" Gohan started, but was shut up with Videl's death glare. He sunk his head low.
"Ok...." he said. With that he sprinted away, catching Videl off guard. Damn! Couldn't catch him this time, Videl thought. Oh well, there's always next time. She lifted herself inside her helicopter.
At Capsule Corp:
Gohan trudged up the steps and rang the doorbell. A short bulky man answered.
"What do you want baka human?" Vegeta asked, finding out that it was Gohan.
"What's your problem Kakorott's (A/N: Someone please tell me how to spell that!) No. 1 brat?"
"I need to see Bulma, so back off." Gohan snapped.
"What ever baka." With that, he left to get Bulma.
"What is it dear?" Bulma asked, in the lab.
"I need you to design some kind of costume for my crime-fighting." Gohan said.
"Oh great, more work?"
"Well it's ok. You don't have to..."
"No, it's my pleasure," Bulma said, "what kind of costume?"
"Any kind I guess. Just don't make it pink." He replied.
"Ok, now I know what color."
"NO!!!!!!!!"
"I wouldn't do that to you! How about.. Your father's gi?"
"Yes that will do fine!" Gohan cheered, glad that his costume wasn't pink.
An hour later, Bulma came out of the lab, holding a watch.
"Here you go." She squealed, happy with her work.
"Uh.. No offense Bulma, but I don't think a watch would disguise me very well."
"No you idiot! It's inside the watch. Here let me show you." She attached the watch onto his wrist and pressed a button. With a spout of smoke, Gohan stood, with his father's gi on.
"Wow, thanks Bulma. Maybe.. yes, if I go super saiyan, nobody would recognize me!" he thought out loud.
"I am the Lone Saiyan!!!" he said, striking many idiotic poses.
"You baka! Take away the gay name! And don't do any stupid poses!" Vegeta commanded from the doorway.
"But Vegeta? Please?"
"No! I am the Prince of Saiyans, and I will not let you have the 'saiyan' in your name!"
"Oh fine.. but what should I be called then? Hmm. the Gold Man... no.. I know the Gold Fighter! Ya, that's cool!"
"I am the Gold Fighter!" he boomed, striking many poses.
"You idiot! I said take away the poses!"
"But-"
"Just fight and leave! Then everyone would think you were cooler than a gay poser." Vegeta yelled.
"But Trunks thinks the Lone Saiyan is cool with the poses, don't you?" he asked the boy standing next to his dad.
"Oh ya. you are so cool," he said sarcastically.
"Fine. I will follow your instructions." He solemnly said.
"Finally I convinced you! Now get out of my house!"
Gohan waved farewell to Bulma, transformed into Super Saiyan, and flew off. How would his crime-fighting job go? Would he survive the hideous 'project' with Videl? He flew in the sky, with these questions rotating in his mind. **********
A/N: Yay! Done!!!!!! Please review. It really helps.