A Permanent Fusion First day at Red Honoo

After Vegeta had left, Gojita stood in the middle of the room, staring at the door, a faint hope in her heart that her tousan would come back. But she knew he wouldn't. Vegeta did his part by getting her into this school so she could get a good ningen education so that she could provide not only for herself, but also for Vegeta and Piccolo as well. So all that was left was for her to do her part. She would learn.

She was so engaged in her determined thoughts to work hard and please her tousan that she didn't hear jousan Ami call her.

"Little Ouji!" she called. Gojita turned her head as she furrowed her brows. Her father wasn't there anymore…Oh! Ryoukai. She thought. Tousan did tell me that on entering Red Honoo I would have a surname. And that's Ouji. She turned to face the teacher.

"Hai?" she asked, frown still on her face.

"Won't you please come and stand over here?" Gojita narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her sensei, but said nothing. Reluctantly, she trotted over to the side of her desk. A few minutes later, the bell had rung and all the students, say for Gojita, were settled in their seats.

"Ohayo class." She greeted them.

"Ohayo o-jousan Ami." They greeted in return. Gojita then noticed that she was standing in the front of the class, right next to o-jousan Ami! Gojita had never been in front of a crowd before, so she didn't know how to react to it. Her first instinct was to hide behind her tousan or guardian, but neither was there. So, she did the next thing that came naturally; scowled. "Class, I'd like to introduce you to your new student and friend." She said as she lowered a hand on Gojita's shoulder. Gojita instantly shrugged it off and took a step away from the teacher. Ami sighed. She knew that children were frightened on their first day of school, but Gojita would probably have the worst of it. All the other chibis had joined at the beginning of the year; Gojita only joined in the second term. All she needs is time, and maybe a few friends. "Well, my dear, why don't you tell us your name?"

"Hn." She grunted. There was a silence before she spoke again. "Gojita."

"Oh, Gojita. That's such a pretty name!" she praised, hoping that it would loosen the small chibi up. Instead, Gojita's eyes snapped to the side where a group of boys were sniggering. She had half a mind to blow them to smithereens, but decided that it would be best to ignore them.

"Hn." She replied, still glaring daggers at the sniggering boys'.

"Well, why don't you go and sit next to Pan?" she asked. "Over there, by the Red Table." Ami pointed out a small girl with short, straight brown hair sitting in a group with two other girls. She was dressed in a pretty black skirt and a white top to match. Gojita grunted again as she stalked over to the empty chair next to Pan. She slid into it without looking or acknowledging the presence of the other two girls. But she did glance at Pan before she turned her attention to o-jousan Ami.

"Now class, first thing for today is art! We're going to draw a pretty picture of anything that you like. Okay?" she smiled as everyone, say for Gojita, smiled happily. She just sat with her arms crossed. "You can use crayons, pencil crayons or paint, okay?"

"Okay!!" the whole class cheered. Gojita just rolled her eyes at this act of immaturity.

"Then let's get to it!" she declared.

Ten minutes later, Gojita was back at her table with paper and crayons. Before she went to work though, she took a glance at the girls' at her table. The one opposite her had blonde hair curled into little ringlets and she wore a shock pink dress with pink accessories. The girl next to her was honey blonde in two pigtails and she wore a 'Barbie' dress. Gojita frowned and wrinkled her nose that the two. Pink obviously was their theme, and Gojita HATED pink! But the one called Pan seemed to get her attention. She was pretty, but she didn't wear pink like the other two blondes. But why she was really looking at Pan, was because she could feel her ki…and it was strong! Hn, she's strong. But not as strong as me, of course. She thought. I wonder who her family is. She doesn't look saiyan, and 'Pan' isn't a saiyan name either…Gojita stared for a few more seconds before shrugging off the private question and turned to do her work.

Pan looked at the small girl who was sitting next to her. The girl had deep black hair, as black as the night sky. Her hair may have been long and in two pigtails tied at the bottom, but her fringe was wild, spiky and reminded her a lot of her grandpa's hair. Pan thought at once that this girl was the prettiest she had ever seen. She knew the other girls' she sat with were also pretty, but this girl was a different type of pretty.

Pan nudged the girl. The girl did nothing. She nudged her again. The girl frowned, but still did nothing. Pan nudged her again, but before her frown deepened, spoke up.

"Umm…ano." She said. The small girl scowled up at her, her inky black eyes staring into Pan's onyx ones.

"Hn." She grunted, showing that Pan she had her attention. "Nani?" Pan practically flinched at the girl's hostile response. She had never known any other chibi to look so…hatefully at her.

"Uhh…er…" Pan stumbled to say something. Then she caught a glance of Gojita's picture.  "Wow…that's so good!" she gushed, admiring the picture she drew of her tousan charging up a ki ball. "That's one of the best drawings I've ever seen! Not even I can draw that good, and I've been here since the beginning of the year!"

"Hn." Was Gojita's simple reply. But secretly, she was flattered with the attention and praise this other girl was giving her. Now that Pan had struck up a conversation, she decided it let it go further.

"My name's Pan."

"Hn. I know." She replied, not looking at Pan, but not drawing either. "O-jousan Ami told me to sit next to you."

"What's your name?" she asked. Gojita was just about to snap at her when she remembered that she was a ningen, and that she most likely didn't hear Gojita say her name when o-jousan Ami asked her to introduce herself to the class. But there was something nagging Gojita that said Pan wasn't a full-blooded ningen. Hmph! Just because her ki is above any other level of these bakas doesn't mean she isn't a full-blooded ningen! She snapped at herself.

"Gojita." She replied. The Saiyan no Oujo. Daughter of Vegeta, the Saiyan no Ouji. She added privately. She could tell Pan what a Saiyan was, because most likely she'll go blurt it all over the place that she was a Saiyan. And that was the last thing she wanted!

"Sugoi, that's a cool name." She gushed some more. "You know, it's not like 'Pan'. Pan sounds so boring." Gojita nodded, her face expressionless, something she unconsciously picked up from her tousan. But inside, she was thinking either this girl was just plain stupid, or she liked her.

"Hn." Pan looked to her companion and saw that she still wasn't looking at her. She had her arms crossed and her eyes closed. But Pan could tell she was listening.

"Oh, by the way," she said. "That's Kyoko," she pointed to the girl with ringlets. "And that's Toshi." She pointed to the other. Gojita opened her eyes to see them smiling sweetly at her. They didn't seem so bad…

"Hn." Was her reply.

"Why do you keep saying 'hn'?" asked Pan. Gojita didn't answer. Pan took that as a sign that she was being too forward and changed the subject. "Do you have any friends here at Red Honoo?" she asked.

"Iie." Pan couldn't help but frown. This girl was cutting off all her sparks of conversation, and that was something she wasn't used to.

"Oh, I see." There was silence.

"Would you like to come and have lunch with us?" asked Kyoko.

"Onegai?" chirped Toshi. Pan saw Gojita crack one eye open a bit as she studied the two blondes. Pan could see that she was contemplating on whether she should or not, but Pan was determined to convince her.

"Hai! We can show you around the whole school you know!" she added. There was another silence before Gojita closed her eye and nodded.

"Fine." She said. Pan smiled at her other two friends and they smiled back at her.

"Great!" she said. But before any of them could converse with her any further, she had gone back to drawing. She had done that intentionally to prevent them from conversing with her in some more of their 'baka ningen chibi' things. But she had also done that as to figure out why the hell she said 'yes'.

~First Break~

Pan watched Gojita intently for the rest of the day. She found this girl to be one of the most interesting chibis around! She was small, smaller than the average chibi. And yet, she was rather fierce. She didn't talk much, but she seemed to know more than Pan did. Even Kyoko and Toshi thought she was very interesting.

"Nani?"

"Huh?" Pan blinked a couple of times.

"Why the hell are you staring at me?!" Pan blushed when she realised that she had indeed been oogling the small firecracker of chibi.

"Oh, I just think you're one of the most interesting chibis I've met." She replied honestly. Gojita eyed her up and down, almost as if her eyes were x-raying her to check if she was telling the truth.

"Hn." She said, shrugging it off. "Now where's this 'library'?" she asked as she crossed her arms and looked at Pan.

"Right this way." Said Kyoko as she led them down the long corridors with students milling around. Gojita grunted as she followed the trio of girls'.

The library was huge. There were three sections to the library; the kindergarten, the junior school and the high school. But those were only reading books. The rest was filled with project books and about twenty computers that could be used for internet research. I must try to sneak away from these chibi bakas so that I can be alone in here for a bit. She thought as she followed them across the dark brown carpets to the kindergarten section. But as they passed the junior section, Gojita's eyes could not help but fill up with desire to read the big books on the selves.

The three girls' giggled and made noise as they looked through the picture books. Gojita just sat in one of the chairs, eyes wandering now and again over to the computers and the junior section. Vegeta had always pushed Gojita to learn how to read, and she knew why. He said reading was very important, as it is all part of communication. He explained to her that if someone can't speak, one can always communicate by writing. Gojita had to agree with him on that. But she also knew that he had taught her how to read at a young age because he wanted to teach her how to use the net. She smiled at the fond memories of her and her tousan sitting at the computer, sifting through different fiction sites. Her new friend broke her little daydream.

"What ya doing?" asked Pan as she skipped up to Gojita with three picture books in her hand. Gojita quickly wiped the dreamy expression off her face and replaced it with an arrogant scowl.

"Thinking." She snapped before staring idly at the picture book in front of her. It wasn't so bad, but she just wished there were more words than pictures.

"Okay! Well, I'm gonna take these books out." She said as she skipped to the counter. Gojita sweatdropped at the over enthusiastic chibi. She knew she could get pretty over enthusiastic as well, but not over books! Gojita glanced over to the computers wistfully. She wanted to go on the net and take out a few books from the junior section, but she didn't want to arouse the suspicions or deadly curiosity of the three she was with. I'll escape at second break. After all, I am the Saiyan no Oujo, so I should be able to get away from three ningen bakas!

~Meanwhile, at the Son Residence~

Gohan was bust visiting his mother and father. It wasn't very often he got to see them together, and he was often glad he didn't. He had to admit, his mother was treating Goku as though he was just a child. And lately, Goku had been quite depressed. Of what, he wasn't sharing with anyone. But Gohan thought that his father had been acting quite strangely a few days after he returned from his eleven-month training five years ago. He had tried to pry it out of him, but he just couldn't seem to get through.

"Goku! For the final time: stop moping around!!' yelled Chichi. Gohan flinched at his mother's angry voice, but Goku didn't seem to notice. "GOKU!!" she screeched. Goku ever so slightly turned his head, a lost look in his eyes.

"Hmm?" he asked. Gohan had to admit, he always thought his father to be the happy-go-lucky type, but it seemed he had him figured out wrong.

"Don't you 'hmm?' me!" she screeched, the crockery practically shaking. "You've been moping around since I sent Goten to Red Honoo…no, in fact, you've been moping around before even then! I've put up with it long enough! I'm not going to tell you again, Goku: STOP MOPING!!" Gohan waited for his father's response; a little curious as how he'd react to it. He did nothing.

"Hai, gomen nasai Chichi." He apologized gravely. He got up from the table and was just about to leave when Gohan spoke up.

"Hey, dad!" he called. "Why don't you go and pick Pan up? She's been missing her grandfather quite a bit." Goku turned around and gave his son a weak smile.

"Okay." He said as he walked out and took off.

"Honestly," she said as she continued cooking. "I don't know what's wrong with him these days!" Gohan nodded as he wondered that as well. A few days after Goku had returned, he began to act very spaced out. At first, no one took notice as he always covered up by laughing sheepishly and giving them the famous 'Son grin'. But lately, he had been really depressed, as though he was guilty of something.

"Mom?" he asked. "Why do you yell at dad like that?" he asked curiously. Chichi looked up, very surprised by the question.

"Nani? What do you mean?"

"I mean, you yell at dad so often…I'm just wondering if it's starting to get to him…"

"Are you accusing me of causing your worthless father's depression?!" she snapped, leaning over the counter with a very sharp meat cleaver.

"No, no!" he said quickly, waving his hands in front of him. "It's just that you insult him of being nothing more than a worthless fighter. You've always said that fighting would get him no where…"

"And I was right, wasn't I?" she said smugly. "Look at you. You studied and now you earn a good living for Videl and Pan."

"Mom, you know as well as I do that Videl's father sends us at least five thousand a week!" he snapped, feeling as though his mother only approved of the marriage because Videl's father was the immensely rich Mr Satan.

"So? You can still provide for your family, ne?"

"Hai, but dad's always provided for you."

"Hai, but it's not like Bulma's always had!"

"But Bulma's father is Mr Briefs…"

"She's always had just fine quality of stuff! And where must I be? Stuck with the bare necessities!" Gohan just blocked out his mother's ramblings as she carried on of how Goku was never able to bring her immense wealth.

He remembered a phase where his father was at his happiest; when he was with Vegeta. Gohan didn't understand how or why, but whenever the two saiyans got together, Goku's troubles would just disappear. He loved the time he and the arrogant ouji would spend together, training or just sitting with their sons while fishing. He had voiced it so many times; it was though he actually loved Vegeta!

Then, a couple of months later, the two saiyans began to see more and more of each other. They did everything together. They sparred, they ate together, they talked to one another…Goku had even persuaded Vegeta to go to the movies with him! Gohan was puzzled at first, but he later just let it be. If that was what made him happy, he was happy for his father.

But one day, Goku came home; looking very troubled, like he had just cried.

"Dad? What's wrong?" asked Goten.

"Nothing." Sniffed Goku.

"Where were you?" asked Gohan.

"Oh, just around." It was a pretty vague answer, but both knew that he was with Vegeta. "You had better get to bed," he told Goten with a chuckle. "Or your mom'll have your head!" Goten smiled, thinking that Goku was all right.

"Okay! Oyasumi tousan!" he called as he ran to his room.

"Oyasumi Goten." He replied. But Gohan knew he was far from okay. Maybe it had something to do with what he found that day…

"Hey, dad?" he asked.

"Hai?"

"You seem so worried…so spaced out." There was a pause. "Has it got something to do with the pregnancy test I found in the bathroom?" Goku sprang up at the word 'pregnancy'.

"Nani??!! Wha…what do you mean??!"

"Is it because mom's pregnant?" Goku stared at him in disbelief.

"Iie, iie!! It can't be!" he yelped. He and Chichi hadn't done 'it' for a very long time, seeing as she had begun to shout at him more and more.

"So…mom's not pregnant?"

"I should hope not!" there was another batch of silence as Gohan thought over what had just been said.

"Oh. Well, I was just checking." He turned around and prepared to walk to his room, when Goku stopped him.

"Uh…just by the way," he asked. Gohan turned around and faced his father. "Exactly…what colour was it?" Gohan thought for a bit.

"Well, I think it was blue." He turned around and headed to his room to sleep, not noticing the pale shade that Goku had just turned.

~Red Honoo~

"Great! I've lost those bakas!" Gojita grinned to herself as she stepped lightly into the library. "Now, I can get on with my business!" She trotted over to one of the computers, took a look around and logged onto the net. After a while, she got into her mail inbox and wrote a message to her tousan.

To: V-Ouji@mail.com

Subject: New day at school

Konnichiwa Tousan!

How r u? I'm okay. It's scary staring out @ a school…especially since I'm surrounded by ningen bakas. 3 of the female ningens I'm sitting with in class like me. 2 of them are blondes and they wear pink! Yuck!! But the other ningen seems very nice…though she does stare a lot.

…I miss u, tousan. I rilly do.

Luv Gojita-kun

PS: can we spar when I get back home?

Gojita logged out and was about to hop off the chair when she heard someone clear their throat behind her. She spun around to come face to face with a handsome teenager with lavender hair. He looked down on her with stern crystal blue eyes and she stared back with huge inky black pools. Strange…his eyes look sorta like tousan's…she thought briefly.

"What are you doing on the computer chibi?" he asked. "You're far too young to be on the computer." Gojita scowled and crossed her arms, not taking her eyes off the lavender haired stranger.

"I'm not too young!" she snapped. "And besides, is it any of your business?" she asked in a huffy voice. The boy faltered in thought for a second. He had never met a chibi before who was so…arrogant! So many chibis had quailed under his height, build and voice. But this one was stubborn!

"Well, you're not supposed to be on the computer." He said coolly. Gojita glowered at him. Just then, his friend walked up.

"Hey Trunks!" he greeted the lavender haired teen. "What's up?"

"Nothing." Replied the one called 'Trunks'. Gojita looked up at both of them and frowned. How funny…I can feel their ki! And it's incredibly high! She thought in amazement. Next to mine, of course. The teen with the deep black hair looked down at Gojita who was scowling up at Trunks.

"Hey, who's that?' he asked. Trunks shrugged.

"I dunno." The other boy smiled down at Gojita. Gojita didn't know why, but she felt as though she knew both of them from somewhere. Instead of scowling, which she felt she couldn't do at that moment, she masked her face with a neutral expression. The other boy leaned down 'til he was eye to eye with her.

"What's your name?" he asked in a cheerful voice.

"Gojita." The boy didn't snigger or struggled to cover a laugh, he just smiled sweetly.

"Wow, that's a really cool name." Even though Pan said something along the same lines, Gojita reacted differently to his. When she was with Pan, she felt really uncomfortable. But she was somehow at ease here. She let her hard exterior crack as she gave him a smile.

"Dom arigato." She said.

"My name's Goten." He said. "And that's Trunks." She nodded politely, seeing as he was being just as polite. "What were you doing on the computer?"

"E-mailing my tousan to tell him how my first day of school was so far." She replied.

"Hey!" yelped Trunks. "I asked you the same thing and you weren't so nice to me!"

"Maybe that's because you didn't ask me nicely!" she snapped. Trunks scowled at her and she glared back. Goten just laughed.

"You two are so alike!" he chuckled. Both turned to him with looks of disbelief on their faces.

"Us? Alike! You've gotta be out of your freaking mind!!" they yelped in unison. They turned back to stare at each other while Goten laughed out loud.

"Aaw!" he cooed. "You shoulda seen your faces," he giggled. "You both looked like deer caught in the headlights!" Both gave him the same glare, but he continued to giggle.

"Hmph," she huffed. "Well, I guess I'll be going now." She hopped off the chair. "Besides, I gotta find that Pan…"

"Do you know Pan?" asked Goten.

"Hai, do you know her?" she asked curiously.

"Hai, she's my older brother's daughter!" he said enthusiastically. Gojita nodded.

"Oh."

"Why don't you stay with us?" he asked hopefully. "We'll be looking for Pan after we're finished here." Gojita glanced up at Trunks, then back to Goten.

She had to admit that there was something so very familiar about both of them, but what she couldn't put her finger on it. Trunks reminded her a bit of her tousan because of his eyes. She also felt that she had seen him before…perhaps even touched him. Goten also looked familiar, but she couldn't tell if she had seen him or not. Maybe she had seen him in passing somewhere, but her instincts told her different. But they both seemed kind of nice, and she did sort of like them…even if she wouldn't admit it to them. Besides, maybe sticking around a young ningen and these older ones might help me in this thing called 'society'. She thought before making her decision.

"Saa." She said, nodding as she stepped next to them.

"Great! I've just got to check my mail and then we'll go out." He said. "Now…er…where must I go again?' he asked as both Trunks and Gojita fell over.