I'm really really sorry for makin you guys wait so long for this chapter. I appreciate all the reviews and all the people that told me to get off my ass and write the next chapter. This will be a pretty good chapter and we'll hopefully see more of Gohan's power. And I'm sorry to inform some of you that, Gohan will be goin to high school. Most of you wanted it anyway and for the ones that don't, Like I said this isn't a democracy. Oh, and this chapter may have some graphic violence later on so I'm giving you a fair warning. Here we go.

Damn Frying Pan

" Mommy wake up." Goten said as he poked his mother with a stick, trying to get her to come around. After several minutes of prodding Chi-Chi's motionless form, Goten jumped back when Chi-Chi bolted upright.

" WHERE'S GOHAN!" she shouted, nearly bursting poor Goten's eardrums. Goten grabbed his ears as if they were about to fall off and then pointed to his right, where Gohan, Vegeta, and Piccolo were all standing with their arms crossed over their chest. Chi-Chi leapt to her feet and dashed toward Gohan. Gohan had time to lower his arms to his sides before Chi-Chi hit him, hugging him tightly and crying hard. Gohan didn't make any move to hug his mother back, but just stood there letting the woman cry on him. After several minutes of Chi-Chi's wailing, she finally let Gohan go and stepped back. She looked him over and said," Well my baby boy has grown up! Look at you! You've gotten so big and handsome too!" Chi-Chi beamed as he said this, but Gohan didn't blush or even acknowledge the she had said anything. " Your fath…I mean, I am so proud of you." She had teetered dangerously on the edge of saying 'father'. All of her late husbands friends had told her what had happened seven years ago and she wisely kept her mouth shut.

Gohan finally looked down at his mother. He had caught the slip, but refrained from saying anything. He was about to speak when his mother suddenly began to shout," I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LEFT WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! SEVEN YEARS AND NO PHONE CALLS, NOT EVEN A LETTER! I BET YOU DIDN'T EVEN KEEP UP YOUR STUDIES! HOW DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING TO GET A GOOD JOB WITHOUT A DECENT EDUCATION!" Chi-Chi took a deep breathe and continued on more calmly, but still addressing Gohan, who had stood motionless throughout the entire tirade," Well, I've got news for you buddy. Your going to high school and I don't want to hear a word about it."

Gohan's eyes narrowed. He'd been on his own for seven years and now that he'd come back his mother thought she could treat him like a little kid. He glared at her and said coldly the word that had never been uttered to Chi-Chi before," No."

Chi-Chi's eyes flashed and out of nowhere a frying pan whistled through the air toward Gohan's head. Using reflexes that were born from years of living on the dangerous reaches of space, Gohan ducked the frying pan, but heard a sickening crack as it hit Vegeta, who had been standing next to him. Gohan glanced over and snorted as he saw Vegeta sitting on the ground, holding his head with both hands. He didn't have time to duck the second frying pan, which came from behind and nailed him in the back of the head. He didn't fall over but still raised a hand to the back of his head and swore," Shit! Damnit that hurts!" Chi-Chi's eyes narrowed and another frying pan whistled through the air. Gohan was ready and leaned to the side and the pan flew past him, over Vegeta and into Piccolo's chest. Seeing that there was another man…er…alien down, Gohan raised his hands snarled," Fine! I'll go, but stop trying to murder everyone with you damn pans."

Chi-Chi nodded happily," Good. Then you'll start tomorrow!"

Gohan looked at his mother in disbelief," It takes longer than that to get me signed up."

Chi-Chi shook her head, still smiling and said," I've already got your application filled out. I've kept it over the years as your punishment for leaving."

Gohan glared at her once and the blasted off, followed shortly by Vegeta, who was still clutching his head, and Piccolo, who was breathing deeply from having the wind knocked out of him.

Chi-Chi stood there in shock at seeing her soon walk out on her.

Several seconds later, Gohan landed in front of CC. He stood waiting for Vegeta to catch up. He had felt Piccolo's ki separate from Vegeta's almost immediately after they had left his mothers house. He stood there for a moment before he spoke," I can feel you there Trunks. Come on out. I won't kill you." The small boy nearly fell out of the tree he had been hiding in. He climbed down from the tree, his face burning with embarrassment.

Trunks looked up at the stranger before him fearfully," How do you know my name?"

" You were a small boy when I left."

Trunks searched his memory for someone matching the cold face in front of him, but found nothing. " My dad says your really strong. He says that you were the strongest saiyan alive. Can you show me? Please."

Gohan smiled briefly down at the purple haired kid and suddenly vanished. Trunks began to look around wildly searching for the stranger. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Gohan appeared in front of him again. " I don't know if I can show you how strong I am. I don't think your mom would like it." Gohan had seen the way Bulma had looked at him, had seen the fearful look she had given him. She was afraid of him. But Gohan didn't care. Apparently Trunks wasn't afraid of him either as he pouted and stuck out his bottom lip. Gohan smirked. He liked this kid," But if ya don't tell anybody then I'll show you part of it." Trunks nodded eagerly. Gohan's smirk didn't waver, but the ground suddenly began to shake violently.

Gohan was planning on only turning super saiyan, which would probably blow Trunks through a wall and demolish the entire yard, but before he could transform he heard someone screech," I DON'T THINK SO GOHAN!" Gohan immediately stopped the transformation and glanced over to see a pissed Bulma storming across the lawn. Gohan rolled his eyes. " What the hell do you think you were doing Gohan! Were you trying to kill my baby boy!" She turned to Trunks and said," Did he hurt you honey."

Trunks blushed and was about to reply when he caught the glance from Gohan. He kept silent. Gohan instead began to talk," Is that what you think Bulma? That I came here to kill your son? Do you think I've changed that much." Gohan began to walk toward her, forcing her to back away from him. He kept moving until she had her back against the wall of CC. " Do you think I'm some evil tyrant that's come to take over the world and kill everyone on it. You know what they say Bulma ' Don't judge a book by its cover'. You don't even know me anymore Bulma, so why do you think you can judge me." Gohan stopped. He heard someone clear their throat behind him. He had already identified the ki as Vegeta but didn't turn to him. He whispered so that Vegeta couldn't hear him," I'm just a kid that's returned to his home Bulma, so why should you be afraid of me." Gohan raised his voice to address Vegeta without breaking eye-contact with Bulma," I was just discussing what a horrible person I've become with your mate. She seems to think that I am a danger to the planet and your family."

Vegeta snorted. He knew that his wife was terrified of this new Gohan, but it was almost like being back on planet Vegeta to him. " Then maybe we should fight right now. If you win then you can destroy the planet and if I win, then I get to destroy it."

Gohan smirked as he saw the horrified expression on her face," The problem with you Bulma, is that you need to learn not to take things so seriously." He finally turned to Vegeta and nodded. They both made their way into CC.

Bulma's mind began to function again and she thought of how stupid she'd been. Maybe Gohan hadn't changed as much as she'd thought. Maybe he was still that sweet little boy on the inside. She thought this at the almost the same time she heard a scream and two roars, one from Gohan and one from Vegeta, of," GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!" Bulma almost smiled,' Maybe not.' She headed inside to clean off the blood from the poor employee that hadn't moved fast enough.

Trunks stood motionless for only a moment before he blasted off in the direction of his best friends house.

Gohan let Vegeta lead him through the halls of CC. He didn't ask where he was taking him. He already knew. The Capsule Corp GR. He really wasn't interested in sparring Vegeta, but he knew Vegeta was dying to see his power. The thought of showing Vegeta his power brought a smirk to Gohan's face. After watching all the workers of CC scuttle out of the way for 5 minutes, they reached the door to the GR. Vegeta pressed a button on a small panel of buttons to the right of the door and another panel flipped open on the other side of the door. This one was a keypad and Vegeta quickly typed in the code. It didn't matter how quickly he typed it in, Gohan still caught it, and said," Vegeta I think you're getting soft. That's Bulma's birth date."

Vegeta snarled at him and walked in. He didn't bother setting the gravity, he just wanted to see how powerful the boy had become. He walked to the center of the room and dropped into a stance. He waited for Gohan to do the same, but Gohan just stood there. Gohan began to talk," Can you believe that woman? I've been on my own for seven years and she thinks that she needs to make every decision for me."

Vegeta took advantage of the boys obvious distraction and charged forward. He threw a short jab into the his opponents gut and with his other hand delivered a powerful shot to the boys face. To Vegeta's utter shock Gohan didn't even seem to notice and he kept on talking," She thinks I'm in danger from anything on the face of the earth. She thinks that one of these pathetic humans could kill me." Vegeta grunted and began to throw a flurry of punches and kicks into the boy, only to have them completely ignored," And what does she think they can do to me. Shoot me? They could drop a bomb on me and I wouldn't even feel it."

Vegeta backed off for a second and powered up to super saiyan, then launched himself back at Gohan. Gohan noticed the increase in power of the blows and began to weave around them, flowing from one gap in Vegeta's attack to another, but occasionally stopping to let a few blows land, just to let Vegeta know that he could barely feel it," What does she think I did when I was in space? Get a house on some peaceful planet and settle down for seven years.. I moved from one planet to another doing what I could. I wasn't always welcome. Some species recognized me as a saiyan and tried to attack me. I killed when I needed to. At first it bothered me, but eventually I stopped caring. But there was this one planet that I'll never forget. The people there still pledged their loyalty to Frieza. They refused to believe that he was dead. I don't know why, but it pissed the hell out of me to see people worship that tyrant. I spoke against Frieza and they turned on me. All of them, the women, the children, they all turned on me. And for some reason I hated them all for it." Gohan suddenly stopped and a powerful blow from Vegeta connected with his face. Gohan didn't even blink, his eyes were staring off into the past. His next words came quietly and Vegeta strained his exceptional hearing to listen," I killed them. Every…last…one of them." Gohan paused a moment and then looked Vegeta in the eye for the first time during their 'spar'." I killed them all and then I destroyed their planet." Vegeta froze. He'd never dreamed that Gohan would wipe out an entire planet.

Suddenly Gohan smiled," I guess I should end this little spar, huh?" The next thing Vegeta felt was considerable pain as he was hit in the face hard enough to send through the GR wall and several buildings outside of CC. Gohan smirked and walked out of the GR. It had been seven years and still remembered almost every hall. He made his way to where the numerous guest rooms were located and picked the first one he saw. He walked in and stopped dead. He heard some noises coming from the room on the right so he walked in and froze. Their were two people, who were obviously CC employees laying on the bed and having *cough cough* some fun. Gohan looked at them in disgust and blasted them both. He cleaned their ashes off the sheet and went into the small, but luxurious living room and hopped onto the couch. He was asleep within minutes. (not done yet)

Gohan's eyes snapped open his arm shot up and grabbed his attackers throat. His eyes had once again taken on that cold emotionless quality and he stared up into his attackers wide eyes. Gohan loosened his grip on Trunks neck, but didn't let go," Knock next time." Then he released him. Trunks nodded numbly and backed away as Gohan stood up. Gohan began to stretch and then suddenly swore," I gotta go to that damn school don't I?" He growled and suddenly vanished, leaving Trunks once again standing there, confused at what was going on.

Bulma was happily humming as she made what she thought of as Gohan's lunch for school. An enraged Chi-Chi had called her last night and told her that Gohan would be attending high school the next day and so Bulma thought she would try to apologize for the day be fore's events by making Gohan lunch. She had just packed it all away into a storage capsule when the very person she had been thinking about appeared in front of her. Bulma, being herself, screamed," DAMNIT GOHAN! DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"

Gohan smirked," I'm sorry Bulma. I hope you didn't think I was trying to harm you again."

Bulma blushed at the reference of what had happened yesterday," Sorry Gohan you just scared me. And about yesterday…well…here." and she thrust the capsule into Gohan's hands. Gohan nodded and turned to walk away when Bulma spoke again," Do you even know where your school is?" Gohan shook his head and Bulma could have sworn that she had almost seen a tint of red in his cheeks, but it could have been a trick of the light. Bulma laughed lightly and handed him a slip of paper with his school's adress on it. Gohan turned to leave again, but Bulma spoke again," You're not going to wear a gi to school are you?"

Gohan looked down at his attire, the same black over-shirt and pants but a deep blood red undershirt and belt. He looked back up at Bulma and snarled," Why not?"

Bulma looked at him like he was retarded or something," Everyone will stare at you. You've got so many scars just on your arms that you'll scare everyone away."

Gohan rolled his eyes and walked out the door. He really didn't care if everyone stared at him. Why should he care what the pathetic humans thought of him. Gohan was so lost in thought that it was only out of reflex that his hand snapped up and snatched the bullet that had been whizzing toward him. He calmly turned and saw three men, in all black, engaged in a fire fight in front of a bank with several police officers who were hiding behind their bullet -riddled car. It was fairly one sided as the three men were equipped with powerful automatics and the police were stuck behind their cars with only a couple 9mm. Gohan shook his head at how worthless this planets defense force was.

He didn't even bother turning super saiyan and didn't pay any attention to the yells from the police as he walked into the middle of the firefight. He didn't even notice the yellow jet copter land behind the row of police cars. Even the criminals stopped firing as he walked toward them. They were clearly surprised at the strange kids daring. It didn't even matter, for at that moment the boy disappeared and they heard one of their comrades fall. They turned and saw their partner slump to the ground in unconsciousness and the kid standing behind him wearing a smirk. The stranger vanished again and another one fell into the land of unconsciousness. The last one was a bit quicker then the others and made a dash for the car that that they had planned to use to make a getaway. He was nearly to the car when it exploded, flinging him into the bank wall. He looked up dazedly and saw the strange kid walking toward him.

Gohan walked toward the last man, who was more than a little messed up from the impact with the wall. His smirk grew wider as the man raised a shaking arm and fired off a round in his general direction. The bullet passed wide to the right and Gohan smirked wider. But Gohan's smirk was wiped off his face as he heard a scream from behind him. He whipped around and saw a mother with the front of her shirt beginning to soak with blood as she held he lifeless daughter. The young girl appeared to be no older than 6 and she'd had her life taken away because he had been careless. The list of people that had been killed because of him was getting longer. He turned back to the man, his black eyes burning. He wordlessly raised his hand and pointed it at the man.

In the crowd, a certain raven-haired girl was watching everything in awe. Her awe was changed to horror as the stranger raised his arm and pointed it at the man. She nearly screamed when the mans head vanished in a mist of blood. The young man turned and surveyed the crowd and his cold eyes came to a rest on her. She looked into the black depths of his eyes and saw no remorse or doubt at what he had just done. But it subtly shifted and the coldness melted away a little and she saw the pain in the mans eyes and she realized that it was only a boy, about her age. But the pain vanished along with the whole boy and she was left in utter shock. She stood there for a few minutes before realizing that she had somewhere to be. She shook her head and ran off in the direction of her school.

Alright I'm gonna just clarify a couple things that'll be in the next part. Gohan's school will be like my school. There will be four 90 minute classes every day that changed to a different 4 classes the next day, then they change back again. It's called an A B block schedule. Homeroom is on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I'm gonna say that today is a Wednesday. Got it? Good.

Gohan walked through the halls of his new school. He had been to school for less than five minutes and he already hated it. He wanted nothing more than to blow the damn thing to hell. But right now he was concentrating on finding the office. He walked through the school, a little lost before he saw a sign hanging above a doorway that said 'Main Office'. Gohan walked to the door and entered. A secretary looked up startled and said," May I help you?"

Gohan nodded," I'm hear for my class schedule."

The secretary nodded and turned to her computer," Name?"

" Son Gohan."

The secretary's head snapped up, her eyes wide. "T-T-THE Son Gohan?!"

Gohan nodded shortly and the secretary stared at him, her eyes traveling along the scars that ran up and down his arms. Gohan cleared his throat and the secretary jumped. " The schedule." The secretary nodded quickly and printed off a copy of his class schedule. She handed it to him with shaking hands.

Gohan nodded to her and walked off. Before the door shut he heard her say," Have a nice day Mr. Gohan-sir.!"

Gohan shook his head at how pathetic she was. He glanced at his list and headed for room 421 for the first class of his life…Advanced Biology!

Videl was still a bit shaken from what she had witnessed barely 30 minutes earlier. She had seen the police kill someone before, but she had never seen it that way. When the police did it, there was little blood, just a small hole in the criminal, but the way that boy had killed that man. It was horrible. She didn't even want to know what kind of powers he had that gave him the ability to blow off peoples heads. She didn't even know the man boy and she almost hated him for what he had done to the man, criminal or not. She had told her friend Erasa about the whole thing before class had started. Now she was rotting in Advanced Biology with nothing to do. How Erasa had managed to worm her way into the class she had no clue, but the blonde was now staring at the teacher with her mouth hanging slightly open and a small bead of drool was running down her chin. She obviously was paying even less attention to the teachers incredibly boring voice than everybody else. Videl was beginning to fall into her own little world when she felt a strange warm feeling creep into her mind. She lazily scanned the room but couldn't find the source of it. It was an incredible feeling. It relaxed her, soothing away her worries and reassuring her. She could feel it coming down the hall. She could somehow feel it stop at her classroom's door. Whoever stepped in would be the source of the wonderful feeling. She watched the door intently waiting for the knock.

Videl was completely astonished at what happened next. The door she had been watching suddenly blew apart, revealing a boy standing there, with an odd smirk on his face. The guy was wearing pure black gi pants and a black gi top. The undershirt was a blood red. The same color of the blood of the man that she had seen the boy kill. The boy stepped through the demolished door. His eyes flicked around the room, finding all possible exits before coming to rest once again on her. Videl once again looked into the strangers eyes and was overcome with that warm feeling again. But the face was all wrong. It was cold and closed. It gave no information about him. Videl began to study him like she would an opponent or another fighter. She noted all the scars that ran up and down his heavily muscled arms. The way he carried himself, the way he moved to look at the teacher, who had asked him a question. The way he had checked out every escape route and settled on the strongest person in the room. Her. Videl wasn't arrogant but she knew without a doubt that she was the strongest one in the school.

Or at least she was. Everything about the boy screamed veteran warrior and she somehow knew that he could easily rip her apart.

I'm done now. I really like this chapter, so everyone needs to review it. A lot happened in this chapter. Gohan talked with Chi-Chi, sparred Vegeta, strangled Trunks, blew some guys head off, and went to high school. I'd say it was a pretty good chapter. I did almost everything I wanted to do in it so I'm happy. No be a kind and loving reader and review the fic.