Chapter 3 ~~~

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Several years had passed since the Cell Games. During this period of peace, some of the "lost humane compassion" had returned to Gohan. He had taken fiercely to studying, but never put down the fighting. With Goku still around, something that most of the Senshi were sure would never happen, he would train most of the day, and study throughout the night. Finally, Goku decided that he needed to go to school with the other kids. Krillen and his wife, Maron, agreed, as did Goku's wife. We know her as Eighteen, and she was the science teacher at Orange Star High School.

Gohan was running a little late the morning that he was supposed to start school, so he quickly threw on some fresh clothes and an illusion before grabbing a piece of toast and leaving. The piece of toast happened to come from his half-brother, Goten's, hand, and the younger didn't even notice until he took a bite of air.

The first class Gohan had was English. The teacher was an elder man who could hardly remember his name, but managed to get him introduced.

"Class, this is Son Gohan. He scored perfectly on every test and the entrance exam. Which is better than any of you ignorant fools could. Young man, have a seat anywhere you like."

"Yes, sir."

Erasa looked over at her close friend, Videl. "He's cute! Let's have him sit with us, Videl!" she said, waving at the new kid so he'd sit there.

Sharpner snorted. "Why? He must be a momma's boy. Perfect scores? What a wimp."

By this point, Gohan was closed enough to hear, and he "accidentally" knocked the blonde boy across his desk. "Sorry. I didn't know you were such a wimp." The class thought it was hilarious, and laughed for a good while.

"I'm Satan Videl. You do know that Sharpner is the school's top athlete, right? It probably wasn't a good idea to do that."

Gohan shrugged, and sat down in his seat. "After Cell, I'm sure I could take it. The question is, could he?"

"You fought against Cell?" Erasa asked in disbelief.

"Geez, the guy's a poet, too. And imaginative," Sharpner rolled his eyes.

Videl narrowed her eyes, and looked at this new student the way her grandmother had taught her, seeing the person's aura. There seemed to be a wall, though, so she worked her way around it, and nearly fell out of her seat in shock. This Gohan was a demon! The type all of the Amazons were supposed to put out of commission, by either killing them or incapacitating them.
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