Shadow Dancer
Part Three
Life Goes On
Disclaimer: Hello! Female here! *sighs* nevermind.
IMPORTANT NOTE at the end of this fic!
Luna's Meow: Sorry, sorry! ^_^ I hope you like!
Shaggy Diz: Wow, thanks! I'm...trying to update...but so far, I'm having a lot of trouble with ideas. My brain has been sent through the wringer thanks to school.
Lord RawnBlade: I could live a week of the compliments you give! ^_~ Flattery gets you many things. Including updates! Hee hee.
To everyone: THANK YOU SO MUCH! *bursts into tears* y'all are so nice and wonderful! *sniffs* okay, I'll shut up now.
ENJOY!
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Gohan rolled his eyes at the other teens gasps of amazement and walked calmly into the hallway. These stupid humans! Why did his mother have to send him to school? He was just fine home-schooled. The teen demi Saiya-Jin growled and shifted so the buckets didn't hamper his writing ability.
He sighed, he'd done the literature when he was eight too, and was very nearly asleep when Videl ran out of class. "Where are you going?" He managed before she passed him.
"The police called." She explained in a rush. "Sometimes I help them out, because I'm Hurcule's daughter and stuff."
"Oh. You want any help?"
"You'll be in my way." She told him, amazed he would ask. "I'm trained to do this."
"Right. And I couldn't a simple thing like that?"
She shrugged, for lack of an answer, and ran off, yelling into her watch that she was on her way. Gohan rolled his eyes and set the buckets and his books down before racing after her.
The girl made her way to the roof of the building and pulled out her capsule jet-copter. Turning to get in, she noticed Gohan just behind her.
"What are you DOING?" She demanded.
"I want to see you in action." He explained, jumping into the air. "What are you standing about for?"
Her eyes nearly popped from her skull and her jaw hit the roof. For several seconds neither said a word and then Videl leapt into the copter. "Just stay out of my way." She snapped, glaring at him.
"Until you need me." He agreed with a nod and slowly backed away. "Of course."
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The robbery was rather routine, at least, until the thugs pulled out a very interesting looking rocket launcher. Videl gasped the police chief could have fainted. The launcher was new and none of them had ever seen it out in the market. Gohan, on the other hand, knew exactly where it came from. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't Capsule Corporation, but one of the company's sister corporations, called Weapons Inc. They had sent it to Bulma for testing and Gohan had seen it.
It had to be stolen, then. Not only was it strictly for military use only, it was not due onto the market for six more months. With a cry he powered up to Super Saiya-Jin and took off, rushing to get to Videl.
"That's stolen weaponry." Gohan whispered. "The missile can take out the building."
"Great." She moaned. "Either way, they die."
"Not really." Gohan smirked. "But you have to do exactly as I tell you. Not matter what."
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Trust me. Will you do exactly as I tell you, no matter what?"
"I-I-I guess I have no choice." Vidle agreed. "What should I do?"
"Give yourself up. Let them take you hostage."
"WHAT?!"
"You said you'd trust me."
"But...but they could kill me!"
"No. You will not die. I swear." Gohan's turquoise eyes flashed teal for a moment, darkened by rage. "You will not die."
There was a moment's pause. "I trust you." She told him. Then stepped out into the line of fire.
"I give up." She announced. "Let the hostages go. I give up."
"I don't think so, girlie." The man with the rocket launcher snorted. He aimed, and fired.
Videl looked at the weapon in fear, but felt herself thrown backwards and a shadow loomed over her.
"I think not!" Gohan smirked. And then he was gone. The crooks were knocked out, the hostages freed. Gohan was nowhere to be seen. Videl could only gape at the crime scene in shock.
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"How the HELL did you DO that?!" Videl howled from her jet copter as they flew towards the school.
"Training. And...other things." Despite the fact he was going to show off his power, he wasn't going to tell the world about being an alien. That would NOT be a good idea in the least.
"Other things?"
"Long story." And he refused to speak of it anymore.
Videl gave a sigh of annoyance but refrained form commenting. If that little show back there was any indication he was a lot stronger than she or her father and with the way he was acting, who knew what he'd do if she continued to pester him. On the bright side, she had figured out he wasn't after fame or money and was, therefore, someone she could hang around with.
"What class are we in now?" Gohan asked as the set down on the school roof.
"History. We're getting a new teacher in there, the other one JUST retired. Forced retirement because of some rumors. It's a long story."
"Some other time then. I'm curious." Gohan smiled. The second real smile she'd gotten from him. Videl grinned in reply and they headed towards the room.
"Gomen Nasai, sensei." Videl apologized. "I had a crime to take care of and because Gohan's in my charge, I took him with me."
"Of course, that's fine. Now sit down. I was just telling the class that I'm the new history teacher and my name is Marron." The woman was a Bulma look alike. Gohan cringed at her squeaky voice then started.
"MARRON?!" He all but screamed. "DENDE NO! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU!?"
"Why are you screaming?" Marron asked, tilting he head.
"Because of YOU." Gohan snapped with a growl.
"What did I do?"
Gohan threw up his hands. If she didn't remember him, and how many people had a name like Gohan anyway? He wasn't going to tell her. That was better left unsaid. Videl blinked in confusion, a state she seemed to be constantly in around Gohan, today at any rate though whether or not it would get better was anyone's guess, and lead him to a seat in the second to last row.
Gohan, not one to break a routine, blatantly ignored the teacher and lesson yet again. He'd learned this before he was eight as well. The teen demi Saiya-Jin sighed and put his head down, ready to get at least an hour more of sleep before noon. If Marron continued this class, he would have an easy time doing it too. He smirked and drifted away to dreamland.
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The bell rang. Videl could have cheered. That teacher was KILLING her poor ears! A soft snore took her by surprise. There was Gohan, sitting next to her, fast asleep. Videl smiled. He looked so innocent like that, not a thing like he did when he was awake. "Gohan." She poked him, making him shoot awake and take a defensive stance. She blinked and raised an eyebrow.
Gohan turned bright red, stuttered and apology and that it was, "a reflex" before running from the room, only to halt in the hallway and admit to her he had no idea where he was going. Videl had to laugh at him. He was too cute with his hand behind his head and a sheepish grin on his face.
Despite the fact he could be a total jerk, he was very sweet. But only sometimes.
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"Now, we have English." Videl made a face. "Our teacher is a total witch. I hope your REALLY good."
"I'm fluent. Mom had to learn a lot of different languages, so I know English, French, German, Latin, Spanish, Chinese, and a few more."
"HOW?!" Her eyes nearly bugged from her head.
"Um...she was speaking them when I was little so I would learn them with no problem. I mixed them up really badly and really often when I was younger." Gohan smiled when he remember his father trying to make sense of what he said. Goku was now fluent in many of the languages as well. Without even trying. Once the words were repeated enough, they just kind of stuck.
"That's kind of cool." Videl laughed. "I can imagine the havoc that would wreak."
"I doubt it. But I won't go into that. It's just to....weird."
"Well, this is it. Pay the teacher no mind, if you know it already. It's mostly just grammar and stuff right now. Really boring."
"I'll keep that in mind." Gohan smiled.
The teacher, true to Videl's word, was a witch. Gohan shuddered at her voice alone. It wasn't quite as bad a Marron's, but it was still up there with the ones he did NOT like at ALL!
"So, Gohan is it? How much English do you know?" She inquired, eyes shifting suspiciously.
"Quite a bit, Ma'am." He smiled and replied in English. "I'm told that I'm fluent in the language."
"Really, now? And I suppose you've been to an English speaking country then?"
"Iie. My Kassan wanted me to learn it. So, I did."
"If you haven't been to an English speaking country, you can't be fluent." She snapped, crossly.
"I can't help what you think, Ma'am. But I am fluent in the language." Gohan crossed his arms and sighed, staring at the ceiling.
"Stupid children that think they know everything about everything." The teacher muttered in English. "Think they're all geniuses..."
Gohan rolled his eyes and tried to ignore the comment. Videl was right. The teacher was a witch.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Gohan nearly raced to lunch in delight. FOOD! He couldn't help but think enthusiastically. Food, food food food food food! Videl watched him in shock. There was no way he could be so excited about food. Or eating. Yet here he was, the once dignified Gohan, with pure joy shining from his face about food. It was unbelievable.
Gohan looked over at Videl who had just grimaced. "What's wrong?"
"I just realized I forgot to bring my lunch. I'll have to buy." She shuddered. "They have the worst food here."
Goahn sighed as he thought about his wonderful lunch and what he was about to do. "You can have some of mine...I brought plenty." He tried to give a bright smile and nearly failed.
"Wow, really? Thanks, Gohan!" She grinned. "You're a total lifesaver!"
"It's no problem at all." His smile was fake, but she didn't notice.
He wasn't upset that he was going to share, but it was FOOD. And Saiya-Jins, more than any other race, adore it. The fake smiled was because he was giving away food, not because he was mad at her. Luckily, he didn't notice that his smile was, indeed, fake.
It was too bad that lunch was only a half an hour long. And that he was in English, his longest class. How on Dende's green earth was he going to survive the year in there? The logical thing to do would be to switch out of the class, but then he wouldn't have Videl to pester. He sighed. He simply could not win.
He walked slowly back to class, eyes downcast and even his hair drooped in misery. That woman was awful! He could have cried. Well, not really, but that was only because he was a Saiya-Jin warrior and warriors don't cry. According to Vegita in a any case and Vegita was never the most reliable source of important information concerning that type of thing.
Videl walked up to him, tapping his shoulder. "Hey, Gohan? What do you think of the teacher?"
Gohan muttered several choice words in Saiya-Go and smiled. "I really shouldn't answer that. Kassan will get mad if she heard me cursing again."
"Not a bit, ne? I don't blame you. I would have switched form her class, but I couldn't. Papa wouldn't let me."
"That really bites. On no! We're going to be late!" Gohan gave several more muted curses, this time in many of the languages he knew, Saiya-go included. If he ever got a hold on who ever decided that school should be like this, he was going to Kamehameha their ass to H.F.I.L.
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(A/N) Well, it's a little shorter than normal, but I want to update while I can. I hope y'all don't mind! The updates are going to be few and far between after the first, my parents, my grades, all that good stuff. I'll work when ever I get the chance, but I make no promises. Hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update again before break ends! But, no promises. I still have all my other stories to do to. I'm also sorry about the poor quality of this. I have writer's block really bad still. I can't write a school paper with a topic and plot in mind, never mind a fic. *sighs* well, gomen!
Hope y'all liked!
Later!
~*~ Lady Foeseeker ~*~
Part Three
Life Goes On
Disclaimer: Hello! Female here! *sighs* nevermind.
IMPORTANT NOTE at the end of this fic!
Luna's Meow: Sorry, sorry! ^_^ I hope you like!
Shaggy Diz: Wow, thanks! I'm...trying to update...but so far, I'm having a lot of trouble with ideas. My brain has been sent through the wringer thanks to school.
Lord RawnBlade: I could live a week of the compliments you give! ^_~ Flattery gets you many things. Including updates! Hee hee.
To everyone: THANK YOU SO MUCH! *bursts into tears* y'all are so nice and wonderful! *sniffs* okay, I'll shut up now.
ENJOY!
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Gohan rolled his eyes at the other teens gasps of amazement and walked calmly into the hallway. These stupid humans! Why did his mother have to send him to school? He was just fine home-schooled. The teen demi Saiya-Jin growled and shifted so the buckets didn't hamper his writing ability.
He sighed, he'd done the literature when he was eight too, and was very nearly asleep when Videl ran out of class. "Where are you going?" He managed before she passed him.
"The police called." She explained in a rush. "Sometimes I help them out, because I'm Hurcule's daughter and stuff."
"Oh. You want any help?"
"You'll be in my way." She told him, amazed he would ask. "I'm trained to do this."
"Right. And I couldn't a simple thing like that?"
She shrugged, for lack of an answer, and ran off, yelling into her watch that she was on her way. Gohan rolled his eyes and set the buckets and his books down before racing after her.
The girl made her way to the roof of the building and pulled out her capsule jet-copter. Turning to get in, she noticed Gohan just behind her.
"What are you DOING?" She demanded.
"I want to see you in action." He explained, jumping into the air. "What are you standing about for?"
Her eyes nearly popped from her skull and her jaw hit the roof. For several seconds neither said a word and then Videl leapt into the copter. "Just stay out of my way." She snapped, glaring at him.
"Until you need me." He agreed with a nod and slowly backed away. "Of course."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
The robbery was rather routine, at least, until the thugs pulled out a very interesting looking rocket launcher. Videl gasped the police chief could have fainted. The launcher was new and none of them had ever seen it out in the market. Gohan, on the other hand, knew exactly where it came from. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't Capsule Corporation, but one of the company's sister corporations, called Weapons Inc. They had sent it to Bulma for testing and Gohan had seen it.
It had to be stolen, then. Not only was it strictly for military use only, it was not due onto the market for six more months. With a cry he powered up to Super Saiya-Jin and took off, rushing to get to Videl.
"That's stolen weaponry." Gohan whispered. "The missile can take out the building."
"Great." She moaned. "Either way, they die."
"Not really." Gohan smirked. "But you have to do exactly as I tell you. Not matter what."
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Trust me. Will you do exactly as I tell you, no matter what?"
"I-I-I guess I have no choice." Vidle agreed. "What should I do?"
"Give yourself up. Let them take you hostage."
"WHAT?!"
"You said you'd trust me."
"But...but they could kill me!"
"No. You will not die. I swear." Gohan's turquoise eyes flashed teal for a moment, darkened by rage. "You will not die."
There was a moment's pause. "I trust you." She told him. Then stepped out into the line of fire.
"I give up." She announced. "Let the hostages go. I give up."
"I don't think so, girlie." The man with the rocket launcher snorted. He aimed, and fired.
Videl looked at the weapon in fear, but felt herself thrown backwards and a shadow loomed over her.
"I think not!" Gohan smirked. And then he was gone. The crooks were knocked out, the hostages freed. Gohan was nowhere to be seen. Videl could only gape at the crime scene in shock.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
"How the HELL did you DO that?!" Videl howled from her jet copter as they flew towards the school.
"Training. And...other things." Despite the fact he was going to show off his power, he wasn't going to tell the world about being an alien. That would NOT be a good idea in the least.
"Other things?"
"Long story." And he refused to speak of it anymore.
Videl gave a sigh of annoyance but refrained form commenting. If that little show back there was any indication he was a lot stronger than she or her father and with the way he was acting, who knew what he'd do if she continued to pester him. On the bright side, she had figured out he wasn't after fame or money and was, therefore, someone she could hang around with.
"What class are we in now?" Gohan asked as the set down on the school roof.
"History. We're getting a new teacher in there, the other one JUST retired. Forced retirement because of some rumors. It's a long story."
"Some other time then. I'm curious." Gohan smiled. The second real smile she'd gotten from him. Videl grinned in reply and they headed towards the room.
"Gomen Nasai, sensei." Videl apologized. "I had a crime to take care of and because Gohan's in my charge, I took him with me."
"Of course, that's fine. Now sit down. I was just telling the class that I'm the new history teacher and my name is Marron." The woman was a Bulma look alike. Gohan cringed at her squeaky voice then started.
"MARRON?!" He all but screamed. "DENDE NO! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU!?"
"Why are you screaming?" Marron asked, tilting he head.
"Because of YOU." Gohan snapped with a growl.
"What did I do?"
Gohan threw up his hands. If she didn't remember him, and how many people had a name like Gohan anyway? He wasn't going to tell her. That was better left unsaid. Videl blinked in confusion, a state she seemed to be constantly in around Gohan, today at any rate though whether or not it would get better was anyone's guess, and lead him to a seat in the second to last row.
Gohan, not one to break a routine, blatantly ignored the teacher and lesson yet again. He'd learned this before he was eight as well. The teen demi Saiya-Jin sighed and put his head down, ready to get at least an hour more of sleep before noon. If Marron continued this class, he would have an easy time doing it too. He smirked and drifted away to dreamland.
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The bell rang. Videl could have cheered. That teacher was KILLING her poor ears! A soft snore took her by surprise. There was Gohan, sitting next to her, fast asleep. Videl smiled. He looked so innocent like that, not a thing like he did when he was awake. "Gohan." She poked him, making him shoot awake and take a defensive stance. She blinked and raised an eyebrow.
Gohan turned bright red, stuttered and apology and that it was, "a reflex" before running from the room, only to halt in the hallway and admit to her he had no idea where he was going. Videl had to laugh at him. He was too cute with his hand behind his head and a sheepish grin on his face.
Despite the fact he could be a total jerk, he was very sweet. But only sometimes.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
"Now, we have English." Videl made a face. "Our teacher is a total witch. I hope your REALLY good."
"I'm fluent. Mom had to learn a lot of different languages, so I know English, French, German, Latin, Spanish, Chinese, and a few more."
"HOW?!" Her eyes nearly bugged from her head.
"Um...she was speaking them when I was little so I would learn them with no problem. I mixed them up really badly and really often when I was younger." Gohan smiled when he remember his father trying to make sense of what he said. Goku was now fluent in many of the languages as well. Without even trying. Once the words were repeated enough, they just kind of stuck.
"That's kind of cool." Videl laughed. "I can imagine the havoc that would wreak."
"I doubt it. But I won't go into that. It's just to....weird."
"Well, this is it. Pay the teacher no mind, if you know it already. It's mostly just grammar and stuff right now. Really boring."
"I'll keep that in mind." Gohan smiled.
The teacher, true to Videl's word, was a witch. Gohan shuddered at her voice alone. It wasn't quite as bad a Marron's, but it was still up there with the ones he did NOT like at ALL!
"So, Gohan is it? How much English do you know?" She inquired, eyes shifting suspiciously.
"Quite a bit, Ma'am." He smiled and replied in English. "I'm told that I'm fluent in the language."
"Really, now? And I suppose you've been to an English speaking country then?"
"Iie. My Kassan wanted me to learn it. So, I did."
"If you haven't been to an English speaking country, you can't be fluent." She snapped, crossly.
"I can't help what you think, Ma'am. But I am fluent in the language." Gohan crossed his arms and sighed, staring at the ceiling.
"Stupid children that think they know everything about everything." The teacher muttered in English. "Think they're all geniuses..."
Gohan rolled his eyes and tried to ignore the comment. Videl was right. The teacher was a witch.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Gohan nearly raced to lunch in delight. FOOD! He couldn't help but think enthusiastically. Food, food food food food food! Videl watched him in shock. There was no way he could be so excited about food. Or eating. Yet here he was, the once dignified Gohan, with pure joy shining from his face about food. It was unbelievable.
Gohan looked over at Videl who had just grimaced. "What's wrong?"
"I just realized I forgot to bring my lunch. I'll have to buy." She shuddered. "They have the worst food here."
Goahn sighed as he thought about his wonderful lunch and what he was about to do. "You can have some of mine...I brought plenty." He tried to give a bright smile and nearly failed.
"Wow, really? Thanks, Gohan!" She grinned. "You're a total lifesaver!"
"It's no problem at all." His smile was fake, but she didn't notice.
He wasn't upset that he was going to share, but it was FOOD. And Saiya-Jins, more than any other race, adore it. The fake smiled was because he was giving away food, not because he was mad at her. Luckily, he didn't notice that his smile was, indeed, fake.
It was too bad that lunch was only a half an hour long. And that he was in English, his longest class. How on Dende's green earth was he going to survive the year in there? The logical thing to do would be to switch out of the class, but then he wouldn't have Videl to pester. He sighed. He simply could not win.
He walked slowly back to class, eyes downcast and even his hair drooped in misery. That woman was awful! He could have cried. Well, not really, but that was only because he was a Saiya-Jin warrior and warriors don't cry. According to Vegita in a any case and Vegita was never the most reliable source of important information concerning that type of thing.
Videl walked up to him, tapping his shoulder. "Hey, Gohan? What do you think of the teacher?"
Gohan muttered several choice words in Saiya-Go and smiled. "I really shouldn't answer that. Kassan will get mad if she heard me cursing again."
"Not a bit, ne? I don't blame you. I would have switched form her class, but I couldn't. Papa wouldn't let me."
"That really bites. On no! We're going to be late!" Gohan gave several more muted curses, this time in many of the languages he knew, Saiya-go included. If he ever got a hold on who ever decided that school should be like this, he was going to Kamehameha their ass to H.F.I.L.
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(A/N) Well, it's a little shorter than normal, but I want to update while I can. I hope y'all don't mind! The updates are going to be few and far between after the first, my parents, my grades, all that good stuff. I'll work when ever I get the chance, but I make no promises. Hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update again before break ends! But, no promises. I still have all my other stories to do to. I'm also sorry about the poor quality of this. I have writer's block really bad still. I can't write a school paper with a topic and plot in mind, never mind a fic. *sighs* well, gomen!
Hope y'all liked!
Later!
~*~ Lady Foeseeker ~*~