Hey! I've finally updated! I am so incredibly sorry that it has taken me so
long to update! I was, well- stuck! I attempted four or five times to write
this chapter starting with Videl's POV, but nothing inspired me or got me
going. For a little while (more like a month) I kind of gave up, until I
came up with the brilliant idea to start with Gohan. Pathetic, eh? I know
this chapter is very short, but I figured you would all want me to update
rather than wait longer.
One quick thing. I don't mean to be picky, but I would really really really really appreciate it if, when (note: when, not if! hehehe) you review, you don't cuss or spam me!! Just a personal thing.
Enjoy.
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Gohan walked swiftly through the halls, searching for the school gymnasium. He had already located where everyone was situated by finding their kis, but actually getting to the gym was another matter. So, he simply headed in the right direction and hoped the hall would not dead end.
He was late. Gohan had been about to leave when Goten told him flatly that he simply could not go out like that. Goten explained how no grownups he had seen in the city wore gis and that if Gohan wanted to make a good impression, he had better wear something nice. Gohan was astonished that his brother had picked up on this and was slightly embarrassed about not thinking of it himself.
So, Gohan had been forced to fly over to the lookout (which, unfortunately, was on the other side of the world) and Piccolo to materialize some clothes for him. Leaving Goten at the lookout, Gohan then had to carefully fly all the way back to the school, he could not mess up his new clothes!
Thankfully, the hall he was on did turn out to be the right one, and Gohan found himself in the school cafeteria. The school principal was addressing the room full of parents and teachers, something about field trips. Gohan flicked his eyes about the room, searching for an empty seat. Gohan chose a spot that was near where the spaghetti line would be. It was beside an elderly man and a young woman.
Walking over, he whispered to the young woman who was looking very bored, "Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?"
The young woman looked up startled, flushed and paused. After a moment she shook her head saying, "NO! I mean, no, no one is sitting here."
Gohan nodded and sat down, trying to discover why she had been so startled. Gohan studied her for a moment. Long, black hair in pigtails, with bright blue eyes. She was wearing blue jeans and a red top. No, he did not recognize her. Good.
Once satisfied that he did not know the girl beside him, Gohan gave his attention to principal, who was now talking about what the curriculum for various grades would be. Gohan could not care less. Goten was here to learn in his knowledge of the world, so he could identify evil, and know what things like marriage meant. Everything else was just extra. Gohan decided to look around the room. Most of the parents were paying avid attention to the principal, but he spotted a few dosing off. He recognized Ms. Carpenter, Goten's teacher, sitting at a table. She did not seem to be paying much attention. Gohan doubted that any of the teachers were.
It was almost nice to see people again. For so many years, all he had seen was Goten, Piccolo, and Dende. He almost felt as if he were returning from the dead. . .
Gohan's attention shifted abruptly as his ears picked out the word 'eat' from the principal's speech. Finally.
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Videl tapped her foot impatiently as Dr. Hazelwood continued with his speech. Most of the things he mentioned were things she already knew about. In fact, the only new thing was that the principal had managed to get permission to tour Capsule Corp, the world's leading company in electronics. That was exciting, she hoped that her class went. If not, well, being Hercule's daughter did come in handy occasionally. . .
A deep voice interrupted her thoughts, "Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?"
Videl frowned a little, she was used to guys trying to pick her up at other places, but at an elementary school open house? Videl turned to answer the man behind her, only to pause in shock. The man who had whispered those words did not look like the kind of jerks that usually tried to pick her up. He was very tall with depthless black eyes. He was wearing a white dress shirt, rolled up at the wrists, and black pants. The most noticeable thing about him however was his hair. It was cut short, but still spiked up sharply. Videl could see no glint to it that signified hair gel. She only knew one other person with hair like that. And eyes like those.
There stood Gohan, the elusive brother of Goten. Something in those eyes told Videl that he was not trying to pick her up. He just wanted a seat. Fine by her.
"NO! I mean, no, no one is sitting here." Videl managed to stammer, before she turned back around to hide her shock.
So he had come! It was about an hour into the program, and Videl thought that he had decided not to come. And what luck! He was sitting right beside her!
Videl allowed herself a quick peak over her shoulder to look at him again. He was leaning back comfortably in his chair with his black eyes searching the room restlessly. Videl was suddenly struck by how young he looked. Gohan (or who she thought was Gohan) only looked her age. She would have expected Goten's brother to be much older. How had this man, no, teenager brought up Goten so well?
Videl recalled that Goten had never mentioned when his mother died, yet Videl had gotten the impression that it had been early on it Goten's life. . . No. That would be impossible. To raise a child when one was only a child himself.
Videl returned her attention to the principal, who seemed to be wrapping it up, "We would now appreciate it if you would all join us for a spaghetti dinner! Please form a line at the entrance to the kitchen. Please eat as much as you like, we have plenty for all!"
In the midst of all the hustle of everyone making their way to the line, Videl heard a low chuckle behind her and saw Gohan laughing quietly, as if at an inside joke, as he made his way to the lunch line. Videl frowned, confused, and decided to forget about it. She had other questions for Gohan. . . ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I know, I know. Horrible stopping point. But I PROMISE that the next chapter will not be anywhere as long in coming as this one was. I am ready to write the next one and I might even have it out by the end of the week (depending on the amount of reviews I get. . .)!! Thank you all for waiting and reviewing! Special thanks to Catherine Ortlieb, PrincessSlvrMoon, and Egyptgodess07 for the emails!!! I am terribly sorry if I forgot anyone. . .
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, despite how short it was. Next chapter will be filled with oodles of G/V fun!!! I promise. Don't worry. Videl will ask some questions, and Gohan will give some answers. . .
-pd
One quick thing. I don't mean to be picky, but I would really really really really appreciate it if, when (note: when, not if! hehehe) you review, you don't cuss or spam me!! Just a personal thing.
Enjoy.
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Gohan walked swiftly through the halls, searching for the school gymnasium. He had already located where everyone was situated by finding their kis, but actually getting to the gym was another matter. So, he simply headed in the right direction and hoped the hall would not dead end.
He was late. Gohan had been about to leave when Goten told him flatly that he simply could not go out like that. Goten explained how no grownups he had seen in the city wore gis and that if Gohan wanted to make a good impression, he had better wear something nice. Gohan was astonished that his brother had picked up on this and was slightly embarrassed about not thinking of it himself.
So, Gohan had been forced to fly over to the lookout (which, unfortunately, was on the other side of the world) and Piccolo to materialize some clothes for him. Leaving Goten at the lookout, Gohan then had to carefully fly all the way back to the school, he could not mess up his new clothes!
Thankfully, the hall he was on did turn out to be the right one, and Gohan found himself in the school cafeteria. The school principal was addressing the room full of parents and teachers, something about field trips. Gohan flicked his eyes about the room, searching for an empty seat. Gohan chose a spot that was near where the spaghetti line would be. It was beside an elderly man and a young woman.
Walking over, he whispered to the young woman who was looking very bored, "Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?"
The young woman looked up startled, flushed and paused. After a moment she shook her head saying, "NO! I mean, no, no one is sitting here."
Gohan nodded and sat down, trying to discover why she had been so startled. Gohan studied her for a moment. Long, black hair in pigtails, with bright blue eyes. She was wearing blue jeans and a red top. No, he did not recognize her. Good.
Once satisfied that he did not know the girl beside him, Gohan gave his attention to principal, who was now talking about what the curriculum for various grades would be. Gohan could not care less. Goten was here to learn in his knowledge of the world, so he could identify evil, and know what things like marriage meant. Everything else was just extra. Gohan decided to look around the room. Most of the parents were paying avid attention to the principal, but he spotted a few dosing off. He recognized Ms. Carpenter, Goten's teacher, sitting at a table. She did not seem to be paying much attention. Gohan doubted that any of the teachers were.
It was almost nice to see people again. For so many years, all he had seen was Goten, Piccolo, and Dende. He almost felt as if he were returning from the dead. . .
Gohan's attention shifted abruptly as his ears picked out the word 'eat' from the principal's speech. Finally.
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Videl tapped her foot impatiently as Dr. Hazelwood continued with his speech. Most of the things he mentioned were things she already knew about. In fact, the only new thing was that the principal had managed to get permission to tour Capsule Corp, the world's leading company in electronics. That was exciting, she hoped that her class went. If not, well, being Hercule's daughter did come in handy occasionally. . .
A deep voice interrupted her thoughts, "Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?"
Videl frowned a little, she was used to guys trying to pick her up at other places, but at an elementary school open house? Videl turned to answer the man behind her, only to pause in shock. The man who had whispered those words did not look like the kind of jerks that usually tried to pick her up. He was very tall with depthless black eyes. He was wearing a white dress shirt, rolled up at the wrists, and black pants. The most noticeable thing about him however was his hair. It was cut short, but still spiked up sharply. Videl could see no glint to it that signified hair gel. She only knew one other person with hair like that. And eyes like those.
There stood Gohan, the elusive brother of Goten. Something in those eyes told Videl that he was not trying to pick her up. He just wanted a seat. Fine by her.
"NO! I mean, no, no one is sitting here." Videl managed to stammer, before she turned back around to hide her shock.
So he had come! It was about an hour into the program, and Videl thought that he had decided not to come. And what luck! He was sitting right beside her!
Videl allowed herself a quick peak over her shoulder to look at him again. He was leaning back comfortably in his chair with his black eyes searching the room restlessly. Videl was suddenly struck by how young he looked. Gohan (or who she thought was Gohan) only looked her age. She would have expected Goten's brother to be much older. How had this man, no, teenager brought up Goten so well?
Videl recalled that Goten had never mentioned when his mother died, yet Videl had gotten the impression that it had been early on it Goten's life. . . No. That would be impossible. To raise a child when one was only a child himself.
Videl returned her attention to the principal, who seemed to be wrapping it up, "We would now appreciate it if you would all join us for a spaghetti dinner! Please form a line at the entrance to the kitchen. Please eat as much as you like, we have plenty for all!"
In the midst of all the hustle of everyone making their way to the line, Videl heard a low chuckle behind her and saw Gohan laughing quietly, as if at an inside joke, as he made his way to the lunch line. Videl frowned, confused, and decided to forget about it. She had other questions for Gohan. . . ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I know, I know. Horrible stopping point. But I PROMISE that the next chapter will not be anywhere as long in coming as this one was. I am ready to write the next one and I might even have it out by the end of the week (depending on the amount of reviews I get. . .)!! Thank you all for waiting and reviewing! Special thanks to Catherine Ortlieb, PrincessSlvrMoon, and Egyptgodess07 for the emails!!! I am terribly sorry if I forgot anyone. . .
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, despite how short it was. Next chapter will be filled with oodles of G/V fun!!! I promise. Don't worry. Videl will ask some questions, and Gohan will give some answers. . .
-pd
