Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
This is Gohan/Videl, probably some romance but that isn't the main purpose of this fic. The main purpose is 2 fold.
Firstly this is a challenge to myself to write something with chapters shorter than 5000 words, and prefrably in the 2000 to 3000 word range. Both just for the heck of it, and to do something about my sister's (Pteska) need to impress me with longer chapters ;). Also to stop myself from constantly saying mine's bigger ;).
Pteska saying: I object your honour.
Judge saying: Approved.
TW saying: Withdrawn.
//Note, those last three lines are by Pteska.
Second it's a place for me to use all my rejected but funny scenes, as well as some new for this fic and funny scenes.
Just to let you know this is going AU just about from the moment Gohan first sets foot in Satan city. Though I will try to stay close to the official story-line the purpose of this fic, and indeed the whole concept of fanfiction would be defeated if I were to stick precisely to the official story.
Also there may be major OOC in here at some point, I'm not sure yet.
Gohan Goes To Highschool
Chapter 3: PE Again
Videl sighed as she sat down on Friday morning. Her week had gone nowhere fast. There had been no large crimes these last few days, so no chance for her to discover anything about Sayaman and she hadn't made any progress on unraveling the mysteries of Son Gohan either.
But maybe today would give her an opportunity to discover some more about Gohan. Friday had their second PE class of the week and that class had been where the mystery had started on Monday. How could a guy who's whole attitude usually seemed to scream nerd jump like that. For that matter how could he eat like that, though she'd only discovered his weird eating habits Tuesday.
A number of extremely boring hours later Videl made her way out to the Base Ball field along with the rest of the PE class. She was very happy, both because she'd finally get to do something other than sit again, and because PE was the last class of the day, and in deed the week.
She fixed her stare on Gohan who became a little nervous.
'Why does she look at me like that.' He wondered. 'I get the feeling I'm a tree and she's planning to chop me down or something.'
'I am going to figure out his secret.' Videl told herself. 'And when I do that cutie will be all mine.' She shook herself mentally. 'Argh, my feminine side is trying to take over and it's making me think like Erasa!' She mentally screamed feeling horrified.
A few minutes later when the last of the students had arrived the coach started to talk. "All right class if I can have your attention." The group slowly grew quiet and he continued. "Now I have a rather special announcement to make, and it pleases me greatly that I can make it. We have a very special guest teacher today. A living legend in baseball. He played with the Titans for a while before disappearing from the scene of pro-ball, where to, to this day nobody knows, and now suddenly he's started playing again. Again with the Titans and he's already considered to be the best player in the league. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about, he'd the one and only..."
"Yamcha!" Gohan yelled in surprise, cutting off the coach, as the man walked onto the field.
"Gohan!" Yamcha sprinted towards the group. "What are you doing here?"
"Well if you'd bothered to show up for the Kame-house reunion last month you would know mom is sending me to school here. And speaking of that reunion, where were you?" The question had a rather aggressive tone to it that stunned most of Gohan's classmates.
"I was sick, so Puar wouldn't let me go, you know how she is."
"Yeah, but since when are you a pro-ballplayer?"
"Like he said, since this season, Puar kept nagging me about the bills needing to be payed. But tell me, did anything unusual happen at the party, anything else I should know about?"
"Well the most unusual thing was you not being there. Krillin, Tien and me played with the idea of forming a search party, while Vegeta suggested sending out a hit-squad to kill you for wasting our time."
"How much did he get for it?"
"I think two weeks on the couch and no GR."
"Boy is he going to be mad at me when we meet again, that'll be what, three weeks from now?"
"Three weeks and two days, Goten's birthday party."
"Yeah, so what does he want this year."
"Same as every year, everything. Mostly candy though, and his own phone."
"Hmm. Maybe I'll get him some baseball equipment."
"You might wanna be careful with that, remember what my mom said last time we played."
Both men cringed at the memory of Chi-Chi screaming her head off.
"Yeah, but as long was we don't Ki-charge the stuff it's still alowed." Yamcha said thoughtfully.
"I suppose so."
"Say how about some one on one later for old time's sake."
"Sure, you can try to get revenge for the last ten games."
"Nine of the last ten, you were out on that last one."
"I was safe and you know it."
"Out."
"Safe."
"Out."
"Safe."
"Out, it's over nine years ago, how can you be so sure?"
"Safe, how can you?"
"Well you were just a kid, I was already an adult."
"Exactly kids have better memories, so I was safe."
"You were out."
The two Z-fighters were barely aware of their surrounding as they talked to eachother. The rest of the class and the coach however were staring open mouthed at the scene in front of them.
Son Gohan knew Yamcha on a first name basis? Well Yamcha only had one name, but still, they knew eachother this well? And why did it seem like they were listening to a conversation that was in some weird dialect or half alien language. Where they just seemed to be missing to many of the pieces to have any real idea what the puzzle looked like.
Videl was the first to come out of her stunned state.
"Gohan!" She snapped, interrupting a "safe" that was coming from the young demi-Saiyan.
"Yes Videl."
Suddenly Videl was left feeling rather foolish, she really didn't have anything to aks. "How do you guys know eachother?" She finally managed.
The rest of the group either nodded or muttered something to the effect of agreeing with the question.
"That..." Gohan started.
"Is an incredibly long story." Yamcha finished.
"Yeah we'd have to go back to when? Your first meeting with my dad, to tell all of it?"
"No further, to a slight run in I had with your great grand-father Gohan, when I was just a boy. That's what gave me such interest in your dad, and the power pole when we met."
"Yeah I forgot about that. Well to cut a long story short, Yamcha is an old friend of the family."
Yamcha was about to object to being called an old anything when a high, and familiar voice rang out behind him.
"Yamcha why is Gohan here?"
The whole class started to mutter as what looked like a blue cat came floating towards them. Clearly this, cat, or whatever it was had been the one talking, but how could it just float like that. For that matter how could a cat talk?
Gohan however seemed unfaced as he turned to the newcomer and ansewered in Yamcha's place.
"I go to school here Puar."
"I didn't know you went to school Gohan." Puar squeaked. "I though you were home schooled."
"I was but mom wanted me to go to school this year. And I don't really mind, it's nice to be around people my own age for a change."
The muttering had turned into a stunned silence the instant Gohan responded.
This was Puar? The name had been mentioned a couple of times before but it had seemed as if she had some sort of control over Yamcha. The last thing you'd expect to have control over anyone was this cute little blue cat.
"Puar weren't you supposed to wait in the car?" Yamcha asked.
"I was lonely Yamcha. I just wanted to see how you were doing."
"It's okay." Gohan said, before Yamcha could reply. "So why are you making him do this anyway?"
"Well they're paying him a little extra for this, and I've had my eye on a new scratching pole for a couple of months now."
Gohan chuckled. "I see you're still firmly in control of things."
Puar just grinned as Yamcha let out a scream.
"Come on guys, this is embarrasing!."
"It's okay Yamcha." Gohan said, motioning to the rest of the class. "I doubt if they've really understood a word since this conversation started."
The class was in deed still just standing there in silence, with the exception of occasional surprised gasps.
Even Videl who'd seemed to recover a bit earlier had now been thrown back into the silence of confusion at the scene unfolding in front of her.
Yamcha clapped his hands, startling the class out of its confused daze.
"All right, sorry about that. But we haven't seen eachother in a couple of months. Just catching up. Now let's get this lesson started."
Most of the class was glad to finally hear something that made sense to them, and cheered for the comment. Videl however was far to busy glaring at Gohan to notice anything else.
Yamcha noticed her glare and decided to question Gohan about it.
"Who's this Gohan?" He asked, indicating Videl.
"Oh, this is Videl. Videl, this is Yamcha, but you'd probably already figured that out."
"Videl, as in Satan?" Yamcha questioned.
Gohan nodded. And to Videl's surprise Yamcha doubled over seemingly caught up in silent laughter.
After about a minute Yamcha had calmed himself enough to be able to speak properly again.
"So you guys are..." he left the question unfinished and looked at Gohan.
"Friends, more or less, we've only know eachother for five days." The demi-Saiyan answered. "And if Krillin starts to tease me about this, I'll know where to find you Yamcha, so don't even think about it."
Videl blinked in surprise at the threat. Not only the words, but the tone of voice, it just didn't seem like the Gohan she'd seen earlier this week, a bit goofy, eating a lot, and most of all nice.
Yamcha on the other hand chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't tell him. #18 would probably kill me if I did, because he'd waste all his time planning ways to tease you."
"True, but don't you have a class to teach."
"Oh yeah, let's get started huh?"
"Okay, gather around everyone!" Yamcha called assembling the group around home plate. "Now there is very little to teach about baseball, as you all know the rules already. Other than that it's practice that matters more that anything. However I can try to give you some pointers, to correct your stance and swing maybe a few tips on fielding. But we'll start with the batting."
The next thirty minutes or so passed more or less as had been expected. The kids all took turns just standing and swinging at an imaginary pitch, while Yamcha corrected their grip, stance and swing. Finally at the very end Gohan's turn came.
"So, now we get to see if you remember anything I taught you." Yamcha said as Gohan stepped up.
"With the study habits my mom stamped into me some of it is bound to have lasted." Gohan answered with a smile, picking up the bat and getting into a perfect stance.
In all honesty he hadn't remembered completely, but from Yamcha's coaching the others he'd picked up what ever had been lost in his memory.
"Not bad little guy." Yamcha commented.
"Don't call me that Yamcha."
"Why not, you never used to mind."
"I never used to be 18 either, times change."
"We'll see just how much they've changed in that one on one later."
"Yeah but," Gohan lowered his voice to a whisper, "we're going to have to be careful, if we go at it all out it's seriously going to freak out my class."
"Don't worry we'll solve that problem somehow."
"Good, I already surprised them by jumping thirty feet to catch a ball Monday, I don't want it to turn into a habit."
Yamcha nodded. Knowing the sort of fitting in orders Chi-Chi had probably given to Gohan it was no wonder he didn't want a repeat of that kind of jump.
"All right now!" He half yelled again to attrackt the attention of the rest of the class. "We'll devide into two teams and play a couple of innings. Then afterwords Gohan and I will demonstrate one on one baseball."
Gohan still felt some odd looks as Yamcha said this. Apperently the idea that he knew Yamcha, and any idea of how deep that acquaintance might run had not fully sunken in yet. And certainly the image he projected in the rest of his classes did not mix very well with him taking part in a sports demonstration.
***
Next time in Gohan Goes To Highschool. The special PE class with guest teacher continues. Videl is still wondering about Sayaman and how to unmask him, as well as about the ever increasing mystery that surrounds Gohan. And more developments are underway.
Well I hope I can get all of the above into the next chapter. At least the real humor has started (I hope).
I know Yamcha as a baseball player is quite common, but it's such a good way to torment poor Gohan.
I'll try to update as soon as I can, but with my schedule becoming increasingly more hectic, and two fics to update, it may take a while. In the mean time you can always read my other fic if you haven't yet, that should keep you occupied for a couple of hours. Or you could write me a review. In fact write me a review even if you do read the other fic, I really need some feedback on this story.
This is Gohan/Videl, probably some romance but that isn't the main purpose of this fic. The main purpose is 2 fold.
Firstly this is a challenge to myself to write something with chapters shorter than 5000 words, and prefrably in the 2000 to 3000 word range. Both just for the heck of it, and to do something about my sister's (Pteska) need to impress me with longer chapters ;). Also to stop myself from constantly saying mine's bigger ;).
Pteska saying: I object your honour.
Judge saying: Approved.
TW saying: Withdrawn.
//Note, those last three lines are by Pteska.
Second it's a place for me to use all my rejected but funny scenes, as well as some new for this fic and funny scenes.
Just to let you know this is going AU just about from the moment Gohan first sets foot in Satan city. Though I will try to stay close to the official story-line the purpose of this fic, and indeed the whole concept of fanfiction would be defeated if I were to stick precisely to the official story.
Also there may be major OOC in here at some point, I'm not sure yet.
Gohan Goes To Highschool
Chapter 3: PE Again
Videl sighed as she sat down on Friday morning. Her week had gone nowhere fast. There had been no large crimes these last few days, so no chance for her to discover anything about Sayaman and she hadn't made any progress on unraveling the mysteries of Son Gohan either.
But maybe today would give her an opportunity to discover some more about Gohan. Friday had their second PE class of the week and that class had been where the mystery had started on Monday. How could a guy who's whole attitude usually seemed to scream nerd jump like that. For that matter how could he eat like that, though she'd only discovered his weird eating habits Tuesday.
A number of extremely boring hours later Videl made her way out to the Base Ball field along with the rest of the PE class. She was very happy, both because she'd finally get to do something other than sit again, and because PE was the last class of the day, and in deed the week.
She fixed her stare on Gohan who became a little nervous.
'Why does she look at me like that.' He wondered. 'I get the feeling I'm a tree and she's planning to chop me down or something.'
'I am going to figure out his secret.' Videl told herself. 'And when I do that cutie will be all mine.' She shook herself mentally. 'Argh, my feminine side is trying to take over and it's making me think like Erasa!' She mentally screamed feeling horrified.
A few minutes later when the last of the students had arrived the coach started to talk. "All right class if I can have your attention." The group slowly grew quiet and he continued. "Now I have a rather special announcement to make, and it pleases me greatly that I can make it. We have a very special guest teacher today. A living legend in baseball. He played with the Titans for a while before disappearing from the scene of pro-ball, where to, to this day nobody knows, and now suddenly he's started playing again. Again with the Titans and he's already considered to be the best player in the league. I'm sure you know who I'm talking about, he'd the one and only..."
"Yamcha!" Gohan yelled in surprise, cutting off the coach, as the man walked onto the field.
"Gohan!" Yamcha sprinted towards the group. "What are you doing here?"
"Well if you'd bothered to show up for the Kame-house reunion last month you would know mom is sending me to school here. And speaking of that reunion, where were you?" The question had a rather aggressive tone to it that stunned most of Gohan's classmates.
"I was sick, so Puar wouldn't let me go, you know how she is."
"Yeah, but since when are you a pro-ballplayer?"
"Like he said, since this season, Puar kept nagging me about the bills needing to be payed. But tell me, did anything unusual happen at the party, anything else I should know about?"
"Well the most unusual thing was you not being there. Krillin, Tien and me played with the idea of forming a search party, while Vegeta suggested sending out a hit-squad to kill you for wasting our time."
"How much did he get for it?"
"I think two weeks on the couch and no GR."
"Boy is he going to be mad at me when we meet again, that'll be what, three weeks from now?"
"Three weeks and two days, Goten's birthday party."
"Yeah, so what does he want this year."
"Same as every year, everything. Mostly candy though, and his own phone."
"Hmm. Maybe I'll get him some baseball equipment."
"You might wanna be careful with that, remember what my mom said last time we played."
Both men cringed at the memory of Chi-Chi screaming her head off.
"Yeah, but as long was we don't Ki-charge the stuff it's still alowed." Yamcha said thoughtfully.
"I suppose so."
"Say how about some one on one later for old time's sake."
"Sure, you can try to get revenge for the last ten games."
"Nine of the last ten, you were out on that last one."
"I was safe and you know it."
"Out."
"Safe."
"Out."
"Safe."
"Out, it's over nine years ago, how can you be so sure?"
"Safe, how can you?"
"Well you were just a kid, I was already an adult."
"Exactly kids have better memories, so I was safe."
"You were out."
The two Z-fighters were barely aware of their surrounding as they talked to eachother. The rest of the class and the coach however were staring open mouthed at the scene in front of them.
Son Gohan knew Yamcha on a first name basis? Well Yamcha only had one name, but still, they knew eachother this well? And why did it seem like they were listening to a conversation that was in some weird dialect or half alien language. Where they just seemed to be missing to many of the pieces to have any real idea what the puzzle looked like.
Videl was the first to come out of her stunned state.
"Gohan!" She snapped, interrupting a "safe" that was coming from the young demi-Saiyan.
"Yes Videl."
Suddenly Videl was left feeling rather foolish, she really didn't have anything to aks. "How do you guys know eachother?" She finally managed.
The rest of the group either nodded or muttered something to the effect of agreeing with the question.
"That..." Gohan started.
"Is an incredibly long story." Yamcha finished.
"Yeah we'd have to go back to when? Your first meeting with my dad, to tell all of it?"
"No further, to a slight run in I had with your great grand-father Gohan, when I was just a boy. That's what gave me such interest in your dad, and the power pole when we met."
"Yeah I forgot about that. Well to cut a long story short, Yamcha is an old friend of the family."
Yamcha was about to object to being called an old anything when a high, and familiar voice rang out behind him.
"Yamcha why is Gohan here?"
The whole class started to mutter as what looked like a blue cat came floating towards them. Clearly this, cat, or whatever it was had been the one talking, but how could it just float like that. For that matter how could a cat talk?
Gohan however seemed unfaced as he turned to the newcomer and ansewered in Yamcha's place.
"I go to school here Puar."
"I didn't know you went to school Gohan." Puar squeaked. "I though you were home schooled."
"I was but mom wanted me to go to school this year. And I don't really mind, it's nice to be around people my own age for a change."
The muttering had turned into a stunned silence the instant Gohan responded.
This was Puar? The name had been mentioned a couple of times before but it had seemed as if she had some sort of control over Yamcha. The last thing you'd expect to have control over anyone was this cute little blue cat.
"Puar weren't you supposed to wait in the car?" Yamcha asked.
"I was lonely Yamcha. I just wanted to see how you were doing."
"It's okay." Gohan said, before Yamcha could reply. "So why are you making him do this anyway?"
"Well they're paying him a little extra for this, and I've had my eye on a new scratching pole for a couple of months now."
Gohan chuckled. "I see you're still firmly in control of things."
Puar just grinned as Yamcha let out a scream.
"Come on guys, this is embarrasing!."
"It's okay Yamcha." Gohan said, motioning to the rest of the class. "I doubt if they've really understood a word since this conversation started."
The class was in deed still just standing there in silence, with the exception of occasional surprised gasps.
Even Videl who'd seemed to recover a bit earlier had now been thrown back into the silence of confusion at the scene unfolding in front of her.
Yamcha clapped his hands, startling the class out of its confused daze.
"All right, sorry about that. But we haven't seen eachother in a couple of months. Just catching up. Now let's get this lesson started."
Most of the class was glad to finally hear something that made sense to them, and cheered for the comment. Videl however was far to busy glaring at Gohan to notice anything else.
Yamcha noticed her glare and decided to question Gohan about it.
"Who's this Gohan?" He asked, indicating Videl.
"Oh, this is Videl. Videl, this is Yamcha, but you'd probably already figured that out."
"Videl, as in Satan?" Yamcha questioned.
Gohan nodded. And to Videl's surprise Yamcha doubled over seemingly caught up in silent laughter.
After about a minute Yamcha had calmed himself enough to be able to speak properly again.
"So you guys are..." he left the question unfinished and looked at Gohan.
"Friends, more or less, we've only know eachother for five days." The demi-Saiyan answered. "And if Krillin starts to tease me about this, I'll know where to find you Yamcha, so don't even think about it."
Videl blinked in surprise at the threat. Not only the words, but the tone of voice, it just didn't seem like the Gohan she'd seen earlier this week, a bit goofy, eating a lot, and most of all nice.
Yamcha on the other hand chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't tell him. #18 would probably kill me if I did, because he'd waste all his time planning ways to tease you."
"True, but don't you have a class to teach."
"Oh yeah, let's get started huh?"
"Okay, gather around everyone!" Yamcha called assembling the group around home plate. "Now there is very little to teach about baseball, as you all know the rules already. Other than that it's practice that matters more that anything. However I can try to give you some pointers, to correct your stance and swing maybe a few tips on fielding. But we'll start with the batting."
The next thirty minutes or so passed more or less as had been expected. The kids all took turns just standing and swinging at an imaginary pitch, while Yamcha corrected their grip, stance and swing. Finally at the very end Gohan's turn came.
"So, now we get to see if you remember anything I taught you." Yamcha said as Gohan stepped up.
"With the study habits my mom stamped into me some of it is bound to have lasted." Gohan answered with a smile, picking up the bat and getting into a perfect stance.
In all honesty he hadn't remembered completely, but from Yamcha's coaching the others he'd picked up what ever had been lost in his memory.
"Not bad little guy." Yamcha commented.
"Don't call me that Yamcha."
"Why not, you never used to mind."
"I never used to be 18 either, times change."
"We'll see just how much they've changed in that one on one later."
"Yeah but," Gohan lowered his voice to a whisper, "we're going to have to be careful, if we go at it all out it's seriously going to freak out my class."
"Don't worry we'll solve that problem somehow."
"Good, I already surprised them by jumping thirty feet to catch a ball Monday, I don't want it to turn into a habit."
Yamcha nodded. Knowing the sort of fitting in orders Chi-Chi had probably given to Gohan it was no wonder he didn't want a repeat of that kind of jump.
"All right now!" He half yelled again to attrackt the attention of the rest of the class. "We'll devide into two teams and play a couple of innings. Then afterwords Gohan and I will demonstrate one on one baseball."
Gohan still felt some odd looks as Yamcha said this. Apperently the idea that he knew Yamcha, and any idea of how deep that acquaintance might run had not fully sunken in yet. And certainly the image he projected in the rest of his classes did not mix very well with him taking part in a sports demonstration.
***
Next time in Gohan Goes To Highschool. The special PE class with guest teacher continues. Videl is still wondering about Sayaman and how to unmask him, as well as about the ever increasing mystery that surrounds Gohan. And more developments are underway.
Well I hope I can get all of the above into the next chapter. At least the real humor has started (I hope).
I know Yamcha as a baseball player is quite common, but it's such a good way to torment poor Gohan.
I'll try to update as soon as I can, but with my schedule becoming increasingly more hectic, and two fics to update, it may take a while. In the mean time you can always read my other fic if you haven't yet, that should keep you occupied for a couple of hours. Or you could write me a review. In fact write me a review even if you do read the other fic, I really need some feedback on this story.