Megami-sama: M-sama forgot to tell you all about M-sama's new website. The URL is http://megamisama_1.tripod.com/ and it's called Megami-sama's Obsession since DBZ is M-sama's obsession.

Trunks: She has been working on that instead of writing.

M-sama: Well, that's all M-sama has to say for now. On to the next chapter!

Chapter 8: Lunch

Foods ended and lunch was just starting. Gohan's class was the first to get their lunch, being five minutes early and all. The two half saiyans had packed their lunches. Saiyans do eat a lot more than was probably humanly possible but of course they weren't nowhere near to be humans. And besides, it'll cost a small fortune to buy that much food from the lunch ladies--if they ladies could make that much food.

Videl was sitting down at their usual lunch table early so she could ask her questions. Really, how did he know Bulma Briefs? How come Bulma Briefs babysat Gohan? Why did his uncle kidnap him? Why did Trunks Briefs think him and Gohan are aliens from another planet? How can he change his hair and eye color and become the Golden Fighter? Videl tapped her fingers rapidly on the table trying to wait a couple minutes to let Gohan have a little something to eat before she asked her questions. She knew how the boy couldn't think without some food inside of him. So she waited and waited for Gohan to eat at least half of his lunch.

Gohan, with a lot of coaxing from Trunks, split some of their food to Son Pan. Pan, being part saiyan, ate as much as them. Gohan happily laid out his food and shoved as much food as he could into his mouth. As with any saiyan, food took every thought out of his mind except one: food. He was unaware of Videl's continuing anger as she waited for him to stop for one minute to stop eating. Finally Videl had enough. She slapped down her hands on the table as she pushed up from her chair, gaining the attention of everyone at the table and several surrounding tables.

"Gohan, I want my answers now!"

Gohan looked up in confusion. "Huh?"

Videl growled. "Gohan!" She pulled Gohan's last remaining dish away from the unsuspecting teenage saiyan.

"Hey! I'm still eating that," whined Gohan. He reached to take it back but the angry, raven hair girl pulled it out of his reach.

"Not so fast. You told me all morning to wait until lunch to know my answers, and I've waited. So now you will give them to me. And until you do so, I won't give you this back."

Gohan whimper. She took his food away. His food! She can't do that, but she did. She really did. He whimpered again. "Food," he whispered.

Videl sat back down still keeping the plate away from the teenager. "Tell me, Gohan, how did you meet Bulma Briefs?"

Gohan licked his lips. "My dad knew Bulma since he was a kid. When I was four and a half, my dad took me to his old master's island where his old buddies where getting together and Bulma was there," he said, not really knowing what he was saying but only knowing that in telling the whole truth he could get his food back. "Food," he whispered as he licked his lips again.

"Why did Trunks say that your uncle kidnapped you?"

Pan frowned. "But Grandpa Goku doesn't have a brother."

"My uncle, Radditz, came to Earth to find his brother. When my dad didn't destroyed the Earth like he was suppose to do years before, he took me and threaten my dad to kill people if he wanted me back. My dad didn't do it. He up gained up with an enemy and the two rescued me. Now can I have my food back?"

"No, not yet. You said he came to Earth. Where was he before that?"

"I'm not sure. He was probably out destroying a planet or something."

"Destroying a planet?" asked Sharpener.

Gohan nodded. "Food?"

Videl shook her head. "Is this why Trunks believes you're aliens?"

"Vegeta, Trunks' father, is the Prince of Saiyans. My dad is a saiyan also. Saiyans are an alien race of warriors. They look just like humans except they have tails. Every full moon, saiyans turn into these giant apes if they look up at the moon. Please, Videl, I want my food back!"

Sharpener looked in disbelief at Gohan. "But you don't have a tail!"

"I did. It was cut off so I wouldn't hurt anyone else if I decided to look up in at the full moon. When saiyans transformed, they become a lot stronger." Gohan made a grab for his stolen food but he was too slow. The teenage boy frowned. He didn't think that the girl could have been that fast. Next time he'll make the grab a lot faster. "I'll just go Super if I still can't get it," he whispered to himself, not expecting Videl to overhear him.

"What do you mean, 'go Super'?"

He glanced up at Videl, the first time since his food was stolen that he took his eyes off of the delicious, yummy food to look at her. "It's another transformation of a saiyan. Up until around eight years ago, a saiyan going super was possible. Vegeta thought he was going to be the first in a thousand years to became a super saiyan but my father was the first after a brutal battle with the infamous Lord Frieza."

"Lord Frieza?" questioned Erasa. She couldn't believe all of these things the teenager was sprouting. Something must have made him believe these things. She bet she knew exactly who. She slid a glance over to Trunks Briefs as she pulled Sharpener away from the table. "Sharpie, don't you think its odd Gohan would be saying this nonsense? He's usually a very smart boy."

Sharpener nodded. "Now that you mention it… Maybe it's something he ate."

"Maybe Trunks' father brainwashed Gohan. You do know that he's that big, scary guy at CC?"

"That's Trunks' father?" cut in Sharpener. Erasa nodded. "I heard that guy was a mass murderer but for some strange reason, Bulma Briefs fell in love with him and paid to get him out of jail."

Erasa's eyes widen. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope. I heard it from a friend working there."

"Oh, Kami! Who knows how much that guy brainwashed Gohan! We got to do something."

Sharpener and Erasa was quiet for a minute thinking while Gohan was finishing telling Videl about Frieza. Suddenly an idea popped into his mind as an old movie he remembered seeing when he was younger came into his mind. He grabs Erasa's hand. "What if that guy brainwashed Gohan to be a murderer? All someone have to say is one word and BOOM, we got a murderer on our hands trained by the best."

"Saying a magical word to Gohan might turn him into a murderer like flipping a switch?"

Sharpener nodded. "That's exactly want I'm saying."

"We got to save Videl! She might accidentally say the wrong word and kill her."

Videl opened her mouth to ask another question, like to ask if he was Saiyaman, when four hands clapped themselves over her mouth. Gohan took this as his opportunity to steal back his food and eat it all before Videl could take it back. Videl pushed the hands away and glared at her two blond friends. "What?"

"We've got to tell you something!" The two pulled the raven hair girl away from the table and into a nearby corner.

Videl crossed her arms. "What's this about?"

Erasa hugged her friend as her eyes started to tear up. "We don't want anything to happen to you."

"Nothing's going to happen to me."

"That's what Gohan wants you to believe. I always knew there was something not quiet right with that nerd. He's a little to sneaky, if you know what I mean."

Videl glared at Sharpener. "What are you talking about?"

"It's about Gohan. Do you honestly believe everything Gohan has said?"

"I know he wasn't lying. He can't tell a lie if his life depended on it."

Sharpener looked back at the happy teenager. His friend was right. Gohan couldn't lie. But…that didn't mean anything when the nerd was brainwashed. He believed everything he was saying was the truth. So technically he wasn't lying. Sharpener explained their theory to Videl. Videl glanced over to Gohan and Pan.

"I don't think that's right. Just look. Gohan wouldn't have a daughter in the future if he committed mass murder."

"But, Trunks' dad committed mass murder and he escaped and produced a son," Erasa pointed out.

"I highly doubt Gohan has it in him to kill even a fly."

The three teenagers glanced over at Gohan. It was true. Gohan looked like he wouldn't kill a fly. But that doesn't mean a thing. Several mass murderers looked like they couldn't kill a fly.

"Gohan is the Golden Fighter," Erasa reminded Videl gently.

Videl walked back over to Gohan. She sat down quietly and stare at the dark hair teenager. What Sharpener and Erasa were proposing wasn't possible. Well, Gohan being the Golden Fighter and possibly the Great Saiyaman wasn't possible but it was. Could a single word set Gohan off? If so, what word could it be? Videl wanted to test this theory. She'll name different words hardly ever used--Gohan would already have been set off by it if it was such a commonly used word--to find the word that could possibly set the mysterious Son Gohan off. She smiled slightly at her new plan.

Gohan gulped at the expression on Videl's face. What did that girl have planned for him?

Son Pan, sitting quietly next to her boyfriend's past self, was trying not to laugh. She's been told how her parent's courtship was like but she never thought it would be like this. She had to tell Bra about this. She was so busy trying not to laugh that she didn't notice the purple hair demon silently slipping away. The said demon moved faster than human eyes could see to the nearest telephone to call a certain mother about the weird happenings at school and the result of giving her a grandbaby she always hoped for.

"Mollycoddle."

Gohan looked at Videl in confusion. "What?"

"Schema."

"Videl, are you alright?"

"I'm perfectly alright, Gohan. Don't worry about me." Videl was thinking of another word that was rarely used--at least for high school students--that probably has something to do with planning, killing, and forcing someone. "Venial sin."

Gohan's face became deadly serious as he looked at Videl. "Is someone trying to forced you to do something you don't want to do, Videl?"

Videl glance up sharply at the older boy. "What? No! Why would they? I'll kick their butt if they even try it."

Gohan still wasn't certain on Videl's answer. Why would she be calling out words for no apparent reason? Something must be going on, and he meant to find out.

Pan glanced over at the clock. Watching her mother sound crazy and her father glancing worriedly at her mother wasn't as much fun as it was five minutes ago. "Dad," she said quietly, "when does lunch end?" Gohan glanced away from Videl to look at the clock. He quickly told her that lunch period was almost over.

Trunks came sneaking back just as Gohan was explaining that it would be five more minutes before the bell rang. "So, then, what do we have next, Gohan?"

Videl answered for the half saiyan. "History, then we're out of this hell hole!"

Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Hell hole?" He thought this over. It perfectly described school, although this was probably one of the better hellholes he knew of.

M-sama: And this chapter is DONE! **does a jig**

Trunks: Finally!

M-sama: Yep, thanks to that one person who emailed me couple days ago asking me to write more. I promised that person I'll write this story and nothing else, and I did. Aren't ya proud of M-sama?

Trunks: Not me! You don't know what she has plan for next chapter!

M-sama: **shaking finger at readers** And don't ya think that next chapter is the last. I still need to make that chapter with the "almighty powerful" Hercule visits CC. **glares at Trunks** And Trunks, next chapter is bad for you.

Trunks: It isn't?

M-sama: **thinks it over** I don't think so……… **claps hands over mouth** Oh! Like the ending? Hell hole is what people call my school. You guys probably call your schools that to, don't ya? We also call some of the classrooms, cages--they're the stupid, freezing, falling apart trailers we'll getting rid of soon. **jumps around with joy** Yippee!

~~~POLL~~~

M-sama doesn't know if she should put the that part with Hercule in the end of this story of if she should branch it off as another story of its own. Please review and tell her which one you like better: Hercule visits CC story at end of this fic or Hercule visits CC story in a fic of it's own.