A Different Kind of Seeing

By: Megami-sama

Summary: After the fight with Cell, Gohan has become blind. He discovered a new type of vision to help him. And now, Gohan's going to school. Will his life ever be the same again? Gh/V

Chapter Two: Upside Down Menu

2 WEEKS LATER

Today was the end of all of those heavy tests the school had piled on them. Gohan just remembered that school would let them off early. He couldn't go home because his mother was cleaning the house and didn't want anybody home tonight. He was supposed to be spending the night over at Bulma's but he didn't want to go straight there yet. Vegeta would make him train and he just didn't feel like training today. Gohan shut his locker carefully, always mindful of his strength. Erasa--he knew it was her by her sunflower perfume--tapped him on the shoulder. Gohan turn to smile down at her. "Gohan, me, Videl, and Sharpener are going to the movies. You have to come! The critics say that it's the 'must-see-movie' of the year! You're nobody if you don't come." Gohan was tempted to say no, he really was. Since his blindness, he hated movies and TV. The screen was flat. He could never see a movie again. He could still hear it but it wasn't the same. Somehow, Erasa bullied him into going.

Sharpener wanted to take Gohan's air sport car. The release date of the air car was being held back until next month. CC said that they wanted to add a thing or two to the model. Gohan had told him that Bulma wasn't going to fiddle with Gohan's model since he didn't need whatever they were going to add to it. Gohan, who couldn't drive his air car because of his blindness, decided to let Sharpener drive. Bulma had installed a special device that would help him tell what color the streetlights were but it was no good if he couldn't tell where the road was going. He had meant to get Bulma to try something else to help him, but he hadn't been to over to CC since school started.

The arrived at the Satan Cinema, brought their tickets and snacks, and sat down in the middle of the theater. Erasa decided she would sit in between Sharpener and Gohan and Videl was sitting on the other side of Gohan. Gohan listened to the movie previews. He leaned down to whispered to Videl. "What movie are we seeing?"

" 'Cell Junior's Revenge'," she whispered back.

Gohan groaned. Maybe his blindness had a purpose--he didn't have to watch this movie. Gohan stared straight ahead. Maybe he could use the audio for a laugh. A good laugh, that's want he needed.

Videl munched on her popcorn as she watched the movie. It wasn't that bad. It started out with her dad killing all of the Cell Juniors and then Cell himself. The city cerebrated Hercule's victory. One of the Cell Juniors survived and was healed. Seven years later, the Cell Jr. now grew into a copy of the evil Cell. Cell Jr. terrorized cities and small towns everywhere. Right now the scene was in the middle of the woods was Cell Jr. was meditating. The whole woods were quiet. She knew this was going to be a good part. She reached into her bag of popcorn only to find Gohan's hand reaching into the bag. She glanced up at Gohan. Videl noticed that Gohan's head was cocked to the side, his eyes staring straight at nothing. It was the first time Videl realized his eyes were very glossy and vacant. If she didn't know better, she would say the boy was blind. She had a second cousin on her mother's side that was blind. Her gray eyes were always glossy and most of the time looked very vacant. (3)

Gohan decided he didn't need his ki vision during the movie. He stopped spreading his ki over the theater. He could still tell where there were people from the power level of their ki but that was all. Gohan couldn't hear any audio from the movie. He strained his ears but he still couldn't hear anything except the couple sitting three rows behind him and to the left.

Videl waved her hand in front of Gohan's face. He didn't even blink. What was the matter with him? Videl decided she would ask Gohan later about that. She turned back to the movie. She was surprised to see that a teenage girl was creeping across the screen to Cell Jr.

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Erasa was blabbing about the movie. "Oh, that was the best movie! We've got to see it again. The way Cell Jr. fell in love with that girl, Shani--I was wondering what the girl was thinking! Liking a monster like that," Erasa gave an exaggerated shuddered, "I couldn't believe it." Erasa turned to Videl. "This was the first time I ever hated your father. They made Hercule kill Cell Jr.! Poor Shani. I was just glad Shani was found by that nice, old man before she killed herself. When Mr. Chan told her that he knew a way to bring back Cell Jr., I was crying."

Sharpener rolled his eyes. "Why would a beautiful chick like that would want to go out with a monster like Cell Jr.? He was going to kill her at first."

"But that was before he found out that she was being abused. He went and killed the people who were beating on her. And he protected her when no one else would. Who wouldn't fall for a sweet guy like that? Just because the dad was bad doesn't mean the son will be. Killing and destroying was all Cell Jr. knew."

Sharpener gave up. There was no arguing with Erasa Paper. "How about we go to the new restaurant that just opened?" Everyone agreed. Sharpener drove them over. When they arrived the place was semi-crowded. Gohan capsuled the air car. The four walked into the restaurant and was escorted to a table. Gohan picked up his menu and just stared at it. He couldn't read it. And he left his bag in his air car so he couldn't get his Embossary 002. This was bad, really bad.

Videl stared at Gohan. He had his menu upside down. What was wrong with him?

The waiter came to take everyone's orders. When the waiter asked Gohan what he wanted, he replied, "I'll have what they're having--triple that." Gohan thought this was reasonable. His three friends had made three separate selections, which was really good food, so he decided to have what they were having. Plus, this way he knew what the restaurant had. The waiter quickly wrote down Gohan's order and left, a little worried about the black hair teenager. He had a feeling that he knew that boy, and what he knew of him wasn't any good.

Something clicked in Videl's mind. Gohan couldn't read. Everything was added up. The first day of school for Gohan, he couldn't read the capsules. During the next two weeks, Gohan couldn't read from the chalkboard or from any of the textbooks. Videl totally forgotten about those test they just took; she couldn't think beyond the few accidents where Gohan needed help reading something.

"Gohan, you do know you're paying for your own lunch, right?" In the car ride here, Sharpener agreed to pay the bill, not expecting Gohan to order that much food. Gohan nodded. "Good. Where do you pack it away, nerd-boy?"

"I don't know. It's just something my dad passed down to me." Gohan was going to switch the topic on something else--like how easy those tests were--when a surprising loud slap sounded around the room. Everyone turn to stare at the couple. The woman was standing up glaring down at her companion who was holding his cheek.

"Gosh, babe, you didn't have to hit!"

"Jerk! You promised you wouldn't try any moves on me. What did you do? You went and try to put your hand up my skirt!" yelled the furious woman. "Just wait until my husband finds out! He's going to kill you."

"Please, Bulma! Don't tell Vegeta! I promised not to do it again. I swear."

"That's what you said last time, Yamcha."

"But, babe, I really mean it this time." Yamcha reached for Bulma's hand to drag her back to her seat. "I truly don't think Vegeta's taking very good care of you. If he did, you wouldn't be here with me."

Bulma glared at her formal boyfriend. "Vegeta treats me much better than you ever did. So what if I don't see him for hours on end! At least I know where he's at all day and who he's with."

Yamcha sighed sadly. "You know I never cheated on you. Goku would have beaten me up if I hurt you like that. You know that, don't you?"

Bulma sigh as she took her seat. "Yeah, Yamcha, I do know that." Bulma looked around to notice the people staring at her. She glared at them all that made them all hastily turn back to their food. She noticed a certain teenage half saiyan standing behind Yamcha. She opened her mouth to say hi but was stop as Gohan put a finger to his lips.

"You promised not to tell Vegeta about me making a pass at you?" Bulma nodded. "Good, cuz I don't want to die again."

Yamcha paled as he heard a loud growled behind him. It had to be Vegeta. Who else would growl at him? Bulma covered her mouth trying to hold in her laughter. Gohan was pretty good at doing a Vegeta growl. If she didn't know better, she would have swore that the growl came out of Vegeta's own mouth. Yamcha stood up very slowly and carefully turn around, expecting a punch to the face immediately. "Gohan?" he shouted.

Gohan grinned. "Just you be glad, I'm not Vegeta."

Bulma let go of her laughter. "That was great, Gohan. You should have seen his face!" As soon as those words left her mouth, she regretted them. Why did she have to be an idiot and go and remind Gohan of his blindness? "I'm sorry Gohan."

"It's okay."

"So, kiddo, what are you doing here?"

Gohan gestured to his friends sitting at the table. "I came with my friends. Do you want to meet them?" Gohan walked back to his table. "This is Sharpener Pencil, Erasa Paper, and Videl Satan. Guys, this is Bulma Briefs and Yamcha Bandit."

Sharpener stood up and shook Yamcha's hand. "I'm your number one fan, Mr. Bandit."

"You're that baseball player that Sharpener's always talking about? Wow, you don't look like one." Erasa reached out to touch Yamcha's muscular arm. "I didn't think you get that muscular playing football."

Sharpener glared at the blond girl. He was going to glare at Yamcha too but he remembered who he was. "So, nerd-boy, how do you know them?"

Bulma pulled over a chair and sat down. "Gohan, here, knew us since he was born. He's almost a like a son to me." Bulma smiled fondly at Gohan making the half-saiyan blush.

Just then the waiter came by with the teenagers meal. Yamcha tapped Bulma on the shoulder. "I think we should leave them alone, Bulma. I'm sure Gohan doesn't want you to start blabbering about his life. Right Gohan?" Yamcha winked at Gohan, hoping Gohan could see it. Gohan could.

Bulma stood up. She looked at her half eaten food at her own table. "I guess I better get back home." She turns back to Gohan's friends. "Why don't you guys come over to CC tomorrow for a birthday party? It's my husband's surprise birthday party. I'll love to have you over. Everyone would love to meet you. We all are glad Gohan has made friends his own age. Well, see you all tomorrow!" Bulma and Yamcha had already across the room when Bulma called back to the teenage half saiyan. "Oh, and Gohan, dinner will be at Apple Love Riverfall. Bring a friend!"

Videl lightly hit Gohan on the arm. "Why didn't you say you knew Bulma Briefs really well, huh? I heard her husband is the next strongest man under my father. Is that true?"

Gohan glanced over at Videl. "Um, yeah, you could say that. But don't say that to him though. He's kind of sensitive that someone is stronger than he is." That, at least was the honest truth. Vegeta was mad that he, the son of a low class saiyan, was stronger than him. Thinking of Vegeta, made him think of Vegeta's birthday tomorrow. Gohan smacked himself on the head. He still needed to get him a present!

"Gohan, are you okay?" asked Erasa.

"What? Oh, yeah. I just forgot to get Vegeta a birthday gift."

A gloomy face appeared on the normally happy girl's face. "I would have love to go to the mall with you to help pick a present out but I promised Sharpener that I would go with him to his Nana's tea party this afternoon." Erasa turned her blue eyes to her best friend. "Videl, why don't you go with Gohan? I bet you could help him. This guy is a fighter. I bet you know how to shop for a fighter because of your dad," she added.

"Sure, I'll help you Gohan." Videl thought this was a perfect time to learn more about Son Gohan. In the two weeks she knew the black hair teenager, some things weren't adding up. She wanted to know what the boy was hiding!

Gohan laughed nervously and put a hand behind his head. Why did he have this feeling that after the week was over, nothing would be the same?

(3) I don't know if this is true. But in my fic, glossy and vacant look in the eyes resembles blindness. Sorry to those I might have offended with my look of blindness.

M-sama: I'm so sorry to Dragonscales, who I have been told had written a fic similar to mine. To those of you who thought I stolen Dragonscales's idea, please forgive me. I hadn't read "Blinded" so I wouldn't have known it was almost the same. I honestly thought some of the things I invented in this story was never done before--the idea of Gohan being blinded was given to me by Gohan-Kun Shin's "You are what I see" fic.

Trunks: **hit M-sama on the head** Do your homework! If you did your homework you would have realized that someone had a similar idea as you did!

M-sama: **glares** Shut up! You know I let my friends do most of my homework at school.

Trunks: **looks shocked** I never knew that! Wait til your parents hear this! **runs away**

M-sama: **about to run after Trunks** Oh, and Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!! **goes after Trunks**