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 preferably 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TW saying: Withdrawn.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.
Long overdue: Responses to reviews:
To Lerial:
No the helmet is not from the show, my sister and I both though it was the worst part of his outfit, and I also wanted an immediate connection between Sayaman and the gold fighter, so I altered it like this.
To misc. reviewer:
I think it would be a bit of a big deal, as there is a difference between how Puar looks, and how the cat-people on TV etc. look, Puar is a regular cat the others are more or less humanoid.
To mike:
What do you have against Chaozu? I'm not currently planning on using him in this fic, but it's sometimes nice to have a tiny clown looking emperor running around in a fic to surprise people.
To Frozenflower:
I'm happy to announce that Gohan's OOC seems to be slowly increasing, you should see how he behaves near the end of this chapter, but I agree with you, they made him way to soft in the series.
To Everyone:
Thank you. That combined with the above addresses what I thought I should address, so now with out any further ado the chapter.
Gohan Goes To Highschool
Chapter 4: One on One
The class whispered excitedly as the two teams got ready to play. Gohan was once again in right field and everyone was wondering if they'd get to see a repeat of the previous lesson and his fantastic jump.
That however didn't happen, most hitters on Sharpner's team wanted to win, and therefore decided to avoid hitting into that danger zone. The ones that didn't care tried to hit towards Gohan, but they usually lacked the hitting power to send a real high ball towards the young demi-Saiyan.
There was one reasonably highball that made its way to Gohan's position, but the jump was only about ten feet, not as spectacular as everyone had hoped. Gohan himself actually even considered not jumping, but decided that since he'd already shown his ability to do so the last time so he figured it wouldn't do any harm.
The real challenge for Gohan was hitting, he'd managed to write his homerun off as a fluke, based on physics last time, but that might not work now. On the other hand everyone was clearly impressed by Yamcha as a baseball player, so hopefully their acquaintance would rationalise the situation some.
Sharpner was pitching again, and he clearly wasn't going to aim for Gohan like he had the last time, he wasn't sure whether Gohan's explanation had been the truth, but he wasn't taking any chances.
The others gasped as Sharpner got ready for his pitch. He was going to throw his infamous fastball, even Videl usually had trouble hitting it.
Gohan looked at the ball as it flew towards him. It was a very impressive pitch, for someone who wasn't a Z-fighter, but by his standards it was slow. As slowly as he could he swung the bat, hitting the ball and sending it into the outfield, but not really out of the 'stadium'.
Fortunately the bases had been loaded so the team got three points as Gohan had to wait on third for the next hitter.
The normal baseball match passed uneventfully after that, and soon the class moved into the bleachers as Gohan and Yamcha were discussing the rules for their game of one on one.
"Okay, so how are we going to do this without completely blowing my cover?" Gohan asked, looking at Yamcha intently.
"I'm not quite sure yet, but I couple of rules I can think up already, no flying, no moving faster than the human eye can see."
"Okay," Gohan agreed, "but that means no hitting too hard either, otherwise every ball will be a homerun."
Yamcha nodded and the two got ready. Gohan pitching first.
The class watched in amazement as Gohan and Yamcha started to play. Somehow Gohan was able to pitch and be the entire fielding side at the same time as Yamcha hit great balls but never got beyond third base. After Yamcha's fifth hit they switched sides. They'd been told by Yamcha that every base counted for a point, regardless of whether you stopped there or tried to get further, and five outs meant switch. The outs were simply when the other had the ball, and somehow Yamcha seemed to know when Gohan had it, even when he wasn't looking.
After the two had changed sides the class slowly came out of it's stupor, not so much because the whole ordeal wasn't surprising anymore, but because somehow the part of their brains that regulated surprise seemed to have shut down.
In the end Gohan beat Yamcha 13 to 12 and the two of them walked of the field and towards the locker rooms.
The rest of the class left the bleachers and followed the two man headed for the building still feeling a little shocked. Listening to the conversation in front of them without really hearing it.
"Told you you wouldn't get revenge." Gohan stated.
"Oh, just shut up." Yamcha replied rather irritably. "If you're really that good, why don't you take it up professionally?"
"First off all, I don't think I'd like it, secondly team base-ball is very different from our one-on-ones and thirdly, my mom would yell me to death if I told her I wanted to do sports for a living."
Yamcha chuckled. "Of course, she still wants you to become a scholar."
"What, you thought that was ever going to change?"
"Actually no."
"Ah well, we'll have to see in time. Now I suppose it's about time for you to head back, and get Puar the scratching pole."
"Yeah about. Nice running into you though, I'll see you again in a couple of weeks."
"Okay see you then."
Gohan wasn't really surprised at the silence that ruled the locker room. At least while he was there, after he'd left his sensitive Saiyan ears picked up a conversation starting on the other side of the door, he just shrugged, they'd continue to be surprised for a while longer and then things would probably return to normal. Well as normal as they ever got when you were Son Gohan anyway.
"Gohan!" Videl's voice made the boy stop and turn around.
"Hey Videl." 'Oh boy I hope I'll get out of this without any slips.'
"So, why didn't you say you'd been taught by Yamcha the last time we played baseball?"
"Nobody asked, and I didn't even know he played professionally, he's a family friend, and I knew he liked to play, but we never talked about his work or anything."
"I guess that makes sense, sort off. But don't you watch it on TV or anything?"
"Not really. I don't really see the point of watching with most sports."
"I guess I can understand that."
They walked along in silence for a moment before reaching the notice board.
"You seen anything new for Monday?" Videl asked as she scanned the board herself.
"Oh, here's something, apparently there's going to be some sort of career day Monday. So no real school."
"Cool, I'll see you Monday then."
"Yeah, see you Monday."
As Gohan left the building he could sense Videl following him. While she wasn't strong by his standards, in fact pathetically weak would come close if he used those, she was stronger than almost everyone else so her Ki was easy to sense as she tried to follow him.
'Ah well, let's just use the classic escape.' He thought to himself as he turned a corner and then moving faster than the human eye could see took to the air and transformed. Chuckling slightly from high above as a very confused Videl looked around, trying to see where he'd gone and then shook her head, apparently once again defeated by the questions before her. How did he get home every day, and how could he vanish like that. But for now Gohan wasn't going to worry about it, right now he was just interested in getting home and having a nice dinner, fit for a king, or rather fit for a hungry teenage Saiyan.
Videl sighed as she looked over her notes on Saturday morning. She was trying to keep notes on the mysteries of Son Gohan and on Sayaman, but so far her notebook was annoyingly empty. And yesterday, even after the trouble she'd gone through to lull him into a false sense of security with the whole see you Monday routine, she still hadn't been able to get any sort of information on how he managed to commuted between the 439 area and Satan City everyday, or for that matter on how he pulled this vanishing act he seemed to have happening every time she tried to follow.
Perhaps she'd run into Sayaman this weekend, the week had been utterly crimeless so she hadn't run into him. But the weekend didn't offer any possibility of meeting Gohan, the guy she did have some information on now. But that information even wasn't much, only more mysteries. He knew Yamcha, apparently through his father, but who his father was, or how exactly he knew Yamcha was an unknown. And for that matter even if he didn't watch baseball how the HELL could anyone not know Yamcha was a baseball player? It just didn't make sense for Yamcha to never have mentioned it, so what was so unusual about Gohan that Yamcha hadn't told him?
Her line of thought was rudely interrupted when her watch beeped. Apparently the cops needed her help, so if she got lucky she just might run into Sayaman.
Gohan was just watching some TV, Goten was playing outside right now so this was one of the few occasions on which he could determine what he watched himself.
All of a sudden the program was interrupted by a news flash.
"This James Peterson with a special news-report live from Satan City. A group of criminals as yet unknown in size has taken the mayor hostage in city hall. The mayor was supposed to be there today for a party, but since this is a Saturday there were far fewer security personnel. At this point in time there is no news about demands coming from the criminals, or of anything else other than the existence of the situation. We'll be keeping you informed as this story develops."
Gohan however didn't wait to be kept informed but ran outside and took to the air, transforming into Sayaman shortly after taking flight.
'Damn I've got to hurry, Videl is bound to hear about it through more direct channels than the news.'
As he flew at his top speed Gohan was very glad that his Sayaman disguise included the Super-Saiyan power-up. It allowed him to go even faster than he could in his normal form so he was on the scene in minutes, just a Videl was landing her jetcopter.
"Miss Videl." He said, trying to sound calm and putting on a deep fake voice. "I suggest we proceed together."
"Well I don't." Videl said aggravated. "I don't need your help and I haven't asked for it. So I'll just do what I came here to do."
"Just admit it Videl, you need me." Gohan aka Sayaman challenged.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Videl asked, venom clearly evident in her voice.
"Last time I checked I was the one catching the bullet." Gohan said, rather harshly, he really didn't mind her independent attitude, but she had a tendency to carry her pride a step to far that reminded him of her father.
"But..." Videl didn't even get to finish her complaint as Sayaman walked right by her and into city hall. "Why that arrogant..." She muttered under her breath.
"I'm not the one that's arrogant." Sayaman replied, even though he was a good thirty feet away and she'd whispered. "But unlike you I know what I can and can't do. Also I can sense more about this situation than you can, though you may find that hard to believe. And let's just say that if you go into the room first you won't survive."
Videl tried to think of some reply to this little speech, but couldn't find anything as she chased after Sayaman who had by now entered the building.
Finally she caught up with him in front of a door and she was about to finally tell him off as he opened it.
Videl winced as a barrage of bullets struck Sayaman all over. Suddenly she realised what he'd meant when he said she wouldn't have survived, but how could he know, how for that matter had he known what room to find everyone in.
She still didn't realise how exactly Sayaman did the whole bulletproof act, but at that precise moment she wasn't in the mood to question it as she took shelter behind his body.
When the first series of shots was over Videl carefully looked into the room, staying behind Sayaman as much as possible.
Suddenly her cover disappeared however as Sayaman somehow disarmed all of the crooks faster than the eye could see.
After that he turned to Videl. "If you want to join in, the playing field has now been levelled."
Videl was struck by his tone. The statement didn't sound condescending, yet it should have sounded like that by all means. She couldn't quite make out how he did sound, almost as if he wanted her to have a chance to prove herself.
To puzzled by the situation to be able to think about it properly she finally just jumped in, fighting the bad guys as Sayaman untied the mayor.
***
Next time on Gohan goes to highschool, the fight between our two super heroes and the crooks comes to an end. But what will Videl think about it afterwards, will this new attitude on Sayaman's behalf continue to create tension between the two of them?
Also Gohan is doing some hard thinking about why he goes to help Videl every time.
Well it took me long enough, but the last couple of weeks have been extremely busy, I've finally got some time this week and I'm using a lot of it to write. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'm curious to hear what people think of the attitude I've decided to give Sayaman/Gohan, it'll probably show more when he is Sayaman as my version of the Sayaman costume requires him to be a Super-Saiyan, something that kicks in in the attitude department as well.
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 preferably 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.
Long overdue: Responses to reviews:
To Lerial:
No the helmet is not from the show, my sister and I both though it was the worst part of his outfit, and I also wanted an immediate connection between Sayaman and the gold fighter, so I altered it like this.
To misc. reviewer:
I think it would be a bit of a big deal, as there is a difference between how Puar looks, and how the cat-people on TV etc. look, Puar is a regular cat the others are more or less humanoid.
To mike:
What do you have against Chaozu? I'm not currently planning on using him in this fic, but it's sometimes nice to have a tiny clown looking emperor running around in a fic to surprise people.
To Frozenflower:
I'm happy to announce that Gohan's OOC seems to be slowly increasing, you should see how he behaves near the end of this chapter, but I agree with you, they made him way to soft in the series.
To Everyone:
Thank you. That combined with the above addresses what I thought I should address, so now with out any further ado the chapter.
Gohan Goes To Highschool
Chapter 4: One on One
The class whispered excitedly as the two teams got ready to play. Gohan was once again in right field and everyone was wondering if they'd get to see a repeat of the previous lesson and his fantastic jump.
That however didn't happen, most hitters on Sharpner's team wanted to win, and therefore decided to avoid hitting into that danger zone. The ones that didn't care tried to hit towards Gohan, but they usually lacked the hitting power to send a real high ball towards the young demi-Saiyan.
There was one reasonably highball that made its way to Gohan's position, but the jump was only about ten feet, not as spectacular as everyone had hoped. Gohan himself actually even considered not jumping, but decided that since he'd already shown his ability to do so the last time so he figured it wouldn't do any harm.
The real challenge for Gohan was hitting, he'd managed to write his homerun off as a fluke, based on physics last time, but that might not work now. On the other hand everyone was clearly impressed by Yamcha as a baseball player, so hopefully their acquaintance would rationalise the situation some.
Sharpner was pitching again, and he clearly wasn't going to aim for Gohan like he had the last time, he wasn't sure whether Gohan's explanation had been the truth, but he wasn't taking any chances.
The others gasped as Sharpner got ready for his pitch. He was going to throw his infamous fastball, even Videl usually had trouble hitting it.
Gohan looked at the ball as it flew towards him. It was a very impressive pitch, for someone who wasn't a Z-fighter, but by his standards it was slow. As slowly as he could he swung the bat, hitting the ball and sending it into the outfield, but not really out of the 'stadium'.
Fortunately the bases had been loaded so the team got three points as Gohan had to wait on third for the next hitter.
The normal baseball match passed uneventfully after that, and soon the class moved into the bleachers as Gohan and Yamcha were discussing the rules for their game of one on one.
"Okay, so how are we going to do this without completely blowing my cover?" Gohan asked, looking at Yamcha intently.
"I'm not quite sure yet, but I couple of rules I can think up already, no flying, no moving faster than the human eye can see."
"Okay," Gohan agreed, "but that means no hitting too hard either, otherwise every ball will be a homerun."
Yamcha nodded and the two got ready. Gohan pitching first.
The class watched in amazement as Gohan and Yamcha started to play. Somehow Gohan was able to pitch and be the entire fielding side at the same time as Yamcha hit great balls but never got beyond third base. After Yamcha's fifth hit they switched sides. They'd been told by Yamcha that every base counted for a point, regardless of whether you stopped there or tried to get further, and five outs meant switch. The outs were simply when the other had the ball, and somehow Yamcha seemed to know when Gohan had it, even when he wasn't looking.
After the two had changed sides the class slowly came out of it's stupor, not so much because the whole ordeal wasn't surprising anymore, but because somehow the part of their brains that regulated surprise seemed to have shut down.
In the end Gohan beat Yamcha 13 to 12 and the two of them walked of the field and towards the locker rooms.
The rest of the class left the bleachers and followed the two man headed for the building still feeling a little shocked. Listening to the conversation in front of them without really hearing it.
"Told you you wouldn't get revenge." Gohan stated.
"Oh, just shut up." Yamcha replied rather irritably. "If you're really that good, why don't you take it up professionally?"
"First off all, I don't think I'd like it, secondly team base-ball is very different from our one-on-ones and thirdly, my mom would yell me to death if I told her I wanted to do sports for a living."
Yamcha chuckled. "Of course, she still wants you to become a scholar."
"What, you thought that was ever going to change?"
"Actually no."
"Ah well, we'll have to see in time. Now I suppose it's about time for you to head back, and get Puar the scratching pole."
"Yeah about. Nice running into you though, I'll see you again in a couple of weeks."
"Okay see you then."
Gohan wasn't really surprised at the silence that ruled the locker room. At least while he was there, after he'd left his sensitive Saiyan ears picked up a conversation starting on the other side of the door, he just shrugged, they'd continue to be surprised for a while longer and then things would probably return to normal. Well as normal as they ever got when you were Son Gohan anyway.
"Gohan!" Videl's voice made the boy stop and turn around.
"Hey Videl." 'Oh boy I hope I'll get out of this without any slips.'
"So, why didn't you say you'd been taught by Yamcha the last time we played baseball?"
"Nobody asked, and I didn't even know he played professionally, he's a family friend, and I knew he liked to play, but we never talked about his work or anything."
"I guess that makes sense, sort off. But don't you watch it on TV or anything?"
"Not really. I don't really see the point of watching with most sports."
"I guess I can understand that."
They walked along in silence for a moment before reaching the notice board.
"You seen anything new for Monday?" Videl asked as she scanned the board herself.
"Oh, here's something, apparently there's going to be some sort of career day Monday. So no real school."
"Cool, I'll see you Monday then."
"Yeah, see you Monday."
As Gohan left the building he could sense Videl following him. While she wasn't strong by his standards, in fact pathetically weak would come close if he used those, she was stronger than almost everyone else so her Ki was easy to sense as she tried to follow him.
'Ah well, let's just use the classic escape.' He thought to himself as he turned a corner and then moving faster than the human eye could see took to the air and transformed. Chuckling slightly from high above as a very confused Videl looked around, trying to see where he'd gone and then shook her head, apparently once again defeated by the questions before her. How did he get home every day, and how could he vanish like that. But for now Gohan wasn't going to worry about it, right now he was just interested in getting home and having a nice dinner, fit for a king, or rather fit for a hungry teenage Saiyan.
Videl sighed as she looked over her notes on Saturday morning. She was trying to keep notes on the mysteries of Son Gohan and on Sayaman, but so far her notebook was annoyingly empty. And yesterday, even after the trouble she'd gone through to lull him into a false sense of security with the whole see you Monday routine, she still hadn't been able to get any sort of information on how he managed to commuted between the 439 area and Satan City everyday, or for that matter on how he pulled this vanishing act he seemed to have happening every time she tried to follow.
Perhaps she'd run into Sayaman this weekend, the week had been utterly crimeless so she hadn't run into him. But the weekend didn't offer any possibility of meeting Gohan, the guy she did have some information on now. But that information even wasn't much, only more mysteries. He knew Yamcha, apparently through his father, but who his father was, or how exactly he knew Yamcha was an unknown. And for that matter even if he didn't watch baseball how the HELL could anyone not know Yamcha was a baseball player? It just didn't make sense for Yamcha to never have mentioned it, so what was so unusual about Gohan that Yamcha hadn't told him?
Her line of thought was rudely interrupted when her watch beeped. Apparently the cops needed her help, so if she got lucky she just might run into Sayaman.
Gohan was just watching some TV, Goten was playing outside right now so this was one of the few occasions on which he could determine what he watched himself.
All of a sudden the program was interrupted by a news flash.
"This James Peterson with a special news-report live from Satan City. A group of criminals as yet unknown in size has taken the mayor hostage in city hall. The mayor was supposed to be there today for a party, but since this is a Saturday there were far fewer security personnel. At this point in time there is no news about demands coming from the criminals, or of anything else other than the existence of the situation. We'll be keeping you informed as this story develops."
Gohan however didn't wait to be kept informed but ran outside and took to the air, transforming into Sayaman shortly after taking flight.
'Damn I've got to hurry, Videl is bound to hear about it through more direct channels than the news.'
As he flew at his top speed Gohan was very glad that his Sayaman disguise included the Super-Saiyan power-up. It allowed him to go even faster than he could in his normal form so he was on the scene in minutes, just a Videl was landing her jetcopter.
"Miss Videl." He said, trying to sound calm and putting on a deep fake voice. "I suggest we proceed together."
"Well I don't." Videl said aggravated. "I don't need your help and I haven't asked for it. So I'll just do what I came here to do."
"Just admit it Videl, you need me." Gohan aka Sayaman challenged.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Videl asked, venom clearly evident in her voice.
"Last time I checked I was the one catching the bullet." Gohan said, rather harshly, he really didn't mind her independent attitude, but she had a tendency to carry her pride a step to far that reminded him of her father.
"But..." Videl didn't even get to finish her complaint as Sayaman walked right by her and into city hall. "Why that arrogant..." She muttered under her breath.
"I'm not the one that's arrogant." Sayaman replied, even though he was a good thirty feet away and she'd whispered. "But unlike you I know what I can and can't do. Also I can sense more about this situation than you can, though you may find that hard to believe. And let's just say that if you go into the room first you won't survive."
Videl tried to think of some reply to this little speech, but couldn't find anything as she chased after Sayaman who had by now entered the building.
Finally she caught up with him in front of a door and she was about to finally tell him off as he opened it.
Videl winced as a barrage of bullets struck Sayaman all over. Suddenly she realised what he'd meant when he said she wouldn't have survived, but how could he know, how for that matter had he known what room to find everyone in.
She still didn't realise how exactly Sayaman did the whole bulletproof act, but at that precise moment she wasn't in the mood to question it as she took shelter behind his body.
When the first series of shots was over Videl carefully looked into the room, staying behind Sayaman as much as possible.
Suddenly her cover disappeared however as Sayaman somehow disarmed all of the crooks faster than the eye could see.
After that he turned to Videl. "If you want to join in, the playing field has now been levelled."
Videl was struck by his tone. The statement didn't sound condescending, yet it should have sounded like that by all means. She couldn't quite make out how he did sound, almost as if he wanted her to have a chance to prove herself.
To puzzled by the situation to be able to think about it properly she finally just jumped in, fighting the bad guys as Sayaman untied the mayor.
***
Next time on Gohan goes to highschool, the fight between our two super heroes and the crooks comes to an end. But what will Videl think about it afterwards, will this new attitude on Sayaman's behalf continue to create tension between the two of them?
Also Gohan is doing some hard thinking about why he goes to help Videl every time.
Well it took me long enough, but the last couple of weeks have been extremely busy, I've finally got some time this week and I'm using a lot of it to write. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'm curious to hear what people think of the attitude I've decided to give Sayaman/Gohan, it'll probably show more when he is Sayaman as my version of the Sayaman costume requires him to be a Super-Saiyan, something that kicks in in the attitude department as well.