Disclaimer-See chapter one's disclaimer.

Note: #$% means a curse. 3#$% means a heavy curse.

Fights On The School Ground

On September 5th, Gohan stood in front of the school. Orange Star Elementary, it was called. He was there before anyone else, giving him time to look at the landscape. It was one of those city public schools, the types that didn't have trees and only strips of grass between the pavement cracks. The playground consisted of your typical jungle gym, slides, monkey bars, and basketball court.

Gohan had finished walking around the school for the 12th time when the first bus pulled up. About 40 students piled out of the bus and onto the sidewalk, talking and shouting and ignoring Gohan. Gohan was content that nobody was talking to him, because they were all talking about the 'Great Hercule Satan'.

Suddenly, Gohan's ears perked up.

A blonde boy with dark brown eyes was laughing with his friends. "Do you remember those fools from the Cell Games?" he asked. "What a bunch of freaks, especially the little kid! And to think, they tried to stop Cell! I bet Cell got rid of them with just one glare!"

The entire group laughed loudly. "Idiots," one of them added.

Gohan's rage was rising dangerously high and dangerously quick. He was about to step forward and tell them off when someone did it for him.

Two girls who were talking together, one with black hair and blue eyes and the other with blonde hair and blue eyes, had walked by just as the one boy had made that comment. Both stopped to glare at them.

"Honestly, Sharpner, I thought you were bigger than that," the black-haired girl said scornfully. "What makes you think that they were defeated so easily?"

"Oh, come on, Videl!" the blonde, Sharpner, said. "We all know that no one can hold a candle to your Dad! And if he had trouble beating Cell, than no one else possibly could!"

"You find it funny, making fun of people who gave up their lives for this planet?" Gohan said coldly, walking up to the group.

"Who're you, dork?" Sharpner asked.

"My name's Gohan Son, but that's not important." He gave them the Death Glare, something he had learned from Chichi and Bulma. "So, you like making fun of people who gave sweat and blood and tears and even their own lives to protect a planet that doesn't even remember them? I do, too." His voice turned dangerously sarcastic. "Hilarious, ain't it? You like making fun of their family and friends who lost them to an overgrown artificial bug? Well, me, too. Hysterical, huh? A laugh riot."

"Listen, kid, what's your problem?" Sharpner demanded.

"MY PROBLEM?!" Gohan shouted, sending fear into the hearts of everyone in the group. "My father died in the Cell Games and nobody cares, while they all worship Hercule!" He grabbed Sharpner's shirt collar and lifted him an inch of the ground. "My mother's a widow and my little brother will never know his father, and you ask me what my problem is?!"

"Hey, hey!" The black-haired girl hit Gohan's arm. "Put him down!"

Gohan wasn't in the least hurt from the girl's slap, but he dropped Sharpner on the ground and spat just inches from the blonde's feet. "See it from the point of view from the people who suffer," he said in a low, deadly voice. "Then see how funny it is."

With that, he turned on his heel and stalked away.

Ooh, Gohan's mad, now! At least he finally stood up to Sharpner! I'm tired of seeing him act like a nerd. Now, don't despair, Gohan fans. He's still the cute, sweet Gohan we know and love. He's just really mad that Sharpner was making fun of his father.

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