Lost In Time
By: Auntie Godmother
Summary: A group of Saiyans--guess who!--finds themselves on Planet Earth with a crazed-like Gohan and an aged arrogant Saiyan Prince. What could possibly happen to them in the future?
AN: Here's the next installment of LIT. It's a little bit shorter than last chapter but I thought it would be the best place to stop. The next chapter won't be updated in another week or so. I'm going to try to update every week.
Chapter Two: Company's Coming
"Come on, you guys! I want to check on Gohan. He didn't come back to PE. He might be seriously hurt." The blond girl pulled on her friends' arms. "Please?"
"Only if you stop dragging me!" said Videl.
Erasa happily let go of her arms. "Come on. If he's not there, then we can go visit him at his house. And Videl, it would be the perfect opportunity to 'spy' on Gohan."
Videl rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
Sharpener folded his arms behind his head. "Why are you so interested with the nerd? There's nothing special about him. I doubt he ever did anything bad in his life. He's too much of a mommy's boy to disappoint her."
"Shut up, Sharpener," said the usually cheerful Erasa. "That's not nice."
"He went down when that baseball hit him. And you're the one who hit it! No offense Erasa, but you can't hit that hard."
The two girls didn't comment on this. What Sharpener said was true; Erasa couldn't hit anything as hard as to knock a person out. Videl, on the other hand, could. Videl didn't want to think about what that said about her theory of Gohan and the Great Saiyaman being the same person. Saiyaman wouldn't be knocked out by that hit.
They soon arrived at the nurse's office. The nurse greeted them. "You want to see the chico? He's still knocked out. He's having someone coming to pick him up. You may go back and see him." The three hurried to the back room just as the phone ranged.
"Aw, he looks just like a baby! He's just too cute sleeping there."
The nurse called back to them. "Could you keep an eye on the chico? I have to go all the way across the building where a student cut himself in the shop classes."
"Sure thing," Videl called out. "Sharpener! Don't do that!"
Sharpener had started to poke Son Gohan. "Why not? It might wake him up."
"You don't do that to a person while he's out."
Erasa patted Gohan's flat stomach. "Wow! He's really hard…" She quickly lifted up his shirt. "Oh my gosh! He's really built! Come here and look Videl."
Videl rolled her eyes at her friend. She came over to her. Not to see his stomach, she told herself, but to put a stop to her two blond hair friends' antics. Her eyes almost popped out as she saw his flat, muscular stomach. No nerd she knew had a stomach like that! She quickly tore her eyes away from the sight and pulled Gohan's shirt back down. She gasped as a hand shot out and grabbed hers. She glanced up to see Gohan's eyes opened. His aqua eyes opened!
"What are you doing?"
Videl leaned forward until their noses were touching. She stared deeply into his eyes. She must be seeing things. Gohan has black eyes! Nope, they were still aqua. A hit on the head couldn't change the color of a person's eyes. She knew that but still… She was deep in thought and didn't noticed Gohan's arms snaking their way around her waist. So she gasped out loud as she was suddenly turn to be beneath Gohan.
"Vi-del," Gohan said in a freaky voice. "Do you know what you do to me?" Videl tried to move her hands but Gohan had them pinned down. "You have to know."
"Gohan! Get off of me!" she yelled as she finally found her voice. "What do you think you are doing?"
Gohan blinked several times down at her. Videl noticed that his eyes were back to black again. He suddenly rolled off the bed and stood up. "I-I'm sorry, Videl. I don't know what came over me." Sure he didn't, he thought sarcastically, it was just his Saiyan side taking over--nothing to worry about. He looked around and noticed two stunned blondes standing in the corner. "What are you guys doing here anyway? And where is here?"
Erasa got out of her stun surprise first. "We're at the nurses. You got hit with a baseball almost half an hour ago. We came here to see if you're all right before we leave to go home. It's after school, you know."
"What?" cried Gohan. "Did they call my mother? Is she coming here?"
"They called someone for sure, young man," said a voice in the doorway. The four students glanced up to see a blue hair woman in the doorway. "Lucky for you, your mother wasn't home. She took Goten to the park. You better hope Vegeta doesn't mention this to your mother."
"Vegeta's here?"
Bulma frowned behind her. "Well, he came with me…"
"I know who you are! You're Bulma Briefs! I just love your sense of fashion. The red dress is fabulous! Where did you get it?"
Bulma smiled at Erasa. She told the girl where she got the outfit. She then frowned at the poor, unfortunate half Saiyan. "You all must be Gohan's friends. Too bad Gohan never cares enough about his family to invite them over for a party or to even tell your godmother who your friends are."
Gohan rolled his eyes at the miffed Bulma. "That's Erasa Paper. He's Sharpener Pencil and that's Videl Satan. Guys, this is Bulma Briefs."
"It's so nice to meet you all. I'm sure ChiChi will be thrilled to meet you all. Why don't we go find Vegeta and then take Gohan home? I don't know which park ChiChi went but I do know she should be home soon. She wouldn't miss not being there to make you something to eat."
Videl wrote a quick note telling the nurse that someone came to pick Son Gohan up before following the group out. She noticed that Bulma had her hands on her hips as she looked around. "Where could that man be? Gohan?"
Gohan pointed towards the park where a lone shadow stood leaning against some trees. Gohan noticed that Vegeta's attention wasn't aimed at them but at something in the direction of his house. The half Saiyan turned his senses into that direction. Two--no there were five equally strong energies following his mother and brother. A hard look flashed in his coal-black eyes. No one followed his family. He knew that Goten could probably take one or two of them out but not all five of them. Gohan turn to look at Bulma. "Me and Vegeta will be taking our own 'ride' to my house."
"Why?"
Vegeta walked over to them. "Gohan forgotten to mention he was having company over tonight."
Bulma frowned. "Company?" She noticed both of the Saiyans' expression. "Oh! That kind of company! Should I call ChiChi and warned her?" Bulma didn't wait for an answer. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the Sons' phone number. "Damn it! She isn't home! Where is she? Can Goten handle the problem?"
Both Saiyans shook their head. "He's just a little bit stronger but there is too many to take care of."
"Gohan? What's going on?"
Gohan glanced down at Videl in surprise. He had forgotten that his friends were even there. "Um, somebody tripped the alarm at my house."
Videl glared at him. "I know you're lying, Gohan. You can't lie very well. I'm coming with you. If someone is breaking into your house, you'll need me. I fight crime for a reason, you know."
"But…"
"No 'buts', Son Gohan! I'm coming with you!"
Bulma sighed. "I guess we all have to take my jet plane. It's fast so we'll be there in no time."
"What?" shouted Vegeta. "I'm going my way." Before Bulma or Gohan could say something, Vegeta flew into the air. "I'll meet you there."
"H-how could he fly like that?" questioned Sharpener.
Bulma came to Gohan's rescue. "I built him jet-boast shoes to help him fly. He hates being in confined spaces, especial in the air. I'm trying to cure him of his claustrophobia."
"I bet that's what Saiyaman uses," mused Videl. She turned to Bulma. "Do you know the identity of the Great Saiyaman?"
Bulma winked at her. "He's only a close friend of mine. In a way, you could say we are related." Bulma pulled out a small box filled with capsules. "Here it is." She clicked on it and lightly threw it. A giant, blue jet plane appeared when the smoke disappeared. "Hop in, everyone. Gohan, you take the wheel."
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