Oh, I know that this is going to be a little confusing, so I'm going to list the ages of the characters, except the adults because I'm not sure of it myself.
Gohan - 15
Trunks - 5
Goten - 4
Videl - 15
Previous Chapter:
The next three years were just as Bulma had planned. Three years being that Gohan was nearly twelve when he moved in with Bulma, so that means that Gohan will approach the age of 15 very shortly. Gohan had stayed home most of the time to work on his studies and to train. She had expected him to actually get along with Trunks and his brother, but he had somehow been able to avoid them for so long. Gohan had mainly focused on getting stronger and training most of the day with Vegeta. Luckily he was very intelligent so he was able to keep up with his studies the pace trained him to do.
Now it was time for Gohan to start high school. What awaits our favorite little demi-sayian?
Chapter 5
Enter Videl
Enter Videl, the incredibly stubborn and vicious daughter of Mr. Satan
The next morning, Gohan awoke early in the morning. Running a hand through his newly cut hair, he heaved a sigh. 'Has these years really passes that quickly? It felt like it was just yesterday that I was just 12 and training in the gravity chamber with Vegeta,' he thought to himself. Gohan glanced at the clock and noticed that it was time to awaken. He picked himself off his bed and entered the bathroom for a quick shower. When he was emerged from the steamed room, he dressed himself in the clothes Bulma thought was suitable for him, so she bought it especially for him. American clothes since I don't know Japanese styles Gohan wore a loose pair of navy blue jeans, a white T-shirt, a blue collared short-sleeved shirt, and a pair of black sneakers with his black digital watch.
When he entered the kitchen, he was greeted with Trunks and Goten eating their breakfast at a breakneck speed. Goten was wearing his father's traditional gi colors while Trunks stuck to blue shorts and a green hooded jacket with a white undershirt.
"Good Morning Gohan. Are you ready for your first day of high school?" asked Bulma who was by the stove cooking some more breakfast.
Gohan pulled up a chair by the table and seated himself. "Morning mom." After Bulma had convinced him to call her mom since that was what she was to him now, Gohan could only oblige to her orders. Besides, he had somewhat gotten used to calling her that over the years. Even though it still pained him that Chichi and Goku had decided not to return, but to stay in other world, Gohan tried not to put their deaths in vain. Therefore, the need to remain in his accustomed SSJ 1 form to honor both of his parents, increased. That also included his grandfather, the Ox King.
"I wonder, just why do I have to go to Orange Star High instead of West City High?" he asked his adopted mother.
Bulma poured whatever was in the pot on a plate and turned off the stove. She placed the plate in front of the boy and said, "Well, because I believe the people in Orange Star High School would probably be better for you. I've heard of a few gangs beginning in West City High, so I needed to take precautions."
Gohan agreed with the logic on some part of her statement. "That's true, but you don't honestly think that I will join a gang, do you mom?"
Bulma let out a small chuckle. "You are always very unpredictable, so I still have to be on my toes. Anyway, here's your lunch. I have a feeling that the school lunch wouldn't be able to satisfy your appetite." She handed the boy a capsule and patted him on the shoulder. "Enjoy your breakfast. School starts in an hour."
Gohan mumbled a yes and began to eat his breakfast slowly. He wanted to procrastinate since he didn't like the idea of going to school with others that were not as intelligent as he was.
"Hey, Gohan. Is it really true that you're going to go to school today?" Trunks asked in between bites of food.
Gohan heaved a sigh and nodded slowly. "Unfortunately, yes. I'm going to school with a bunch of kids learning material I learned when I was five."
"That sucks," added Goten.
"Yeah, I guess. Whatever. I've got to finish this and be off." Gohan ignored whatever questions was asked of him and concentrated on eating his meal. Once finished, he stood up from his chair and grabbed his backpack that he left on the couch. He left through the front door and flew to school, never caring whether he was spotted in the air.
As soon as he reached the border of the city, his saiyan hearing picked up the sounds of gunshots and screams. Glancing at his watch, he decided that he had enough time to drop by before school.
It was just as he expected the bank was being robbed. Gohan sighed and dropped his bag down by a bush before stepping into the scene. Gohan could just drop out of his SSJ form and not be recognized, but due to the vow he had made a few years ago, he was stuck in his tight situation. Realizing he had no other option, he shrugged it off and charged directly at the bank.
There were two men with immense machine guns firing at the police. Gohan leapt into the scene through an aerial attack, knocking the two men unconscious by a chop to the back of the head. Immediately, he was attacked from behind with other men carrying bags of money with smaller handguns. A few of the bullets bounced off of Gohan, before he turned around and caught a fist full of them in his hand. Once the shooting was diminished, Gohan released his handful of bullets and knocked the other robbers unconscious. Gohan walked further into the building to search for more criminals when he felt the kis of other robbers escaping with a thundering roar coming from their van.
Gohan exited the building to catch sight of a blue sports car speed away in the distance. He scoffed at their pathetic attempt to escape. He waited for the crooks to reach a safe distance away from the city before firing a small ki blast at the car, ending it in its trek.
Everyone in the background clapped for the job well done. Gohan turned around to face the crowd. Among them was a girl in white T-shirt with bicycle shorts and hair in two pig tails with menacing blue eyes glaring at him. Gohan gazed at her for a minute. Bright crystal blue eyes meeting foggy aqua green eyes. He realized that he spent more than enough time in this crime scene and used super speed to phase out of sight to grab his backpack in the bush. Once clear from view, Gohan casually walked away from the scene to begin his journey towards school.
He found the school rather quickly due to the bright orange star located in front of the building. Gohan entered the orange building and headed straight towards the large guidance office before him.
"I'm a new student and I'm here to pick up my schedule," Gohan stated to the skinny blonde secretary.
She eyed him for a minute, finding it unusual to have students wear clothes with scratches upon them. She shrugged it off quickly and asked, "Your name?"
"Gohan Son," he responded.
"Is Son your middle name because I don't have a Gohan Son anywhere," she replied.
Gohan sighed. "Briefs is my adopted name. My full name is Gohan Son Briefs."
The secretary sighed, "That certainly clears things up." She found the needed information almost instantaneously afterwards. Before handing the young man his schedule, she asked, "Is Bulma Briefs your adopted mother?"
Gohan took the papers from her and smirked. "She is." He left the rather shocked secretary at her desk. It was never announced that Bulma Briefs had an adopted son since everyone knew of her son, Trunks.
He ventured down the halls searching for his classroom. All the knowledge I have about Japanese schools is that the students stay in the classrooms while the teachers move around. Eventually he was able to locate it.
Stepping into the classroom, he noticed that classes haven't started yet, but the teacher was casually sitting by his desk. Gohan walked up to man and said, "I'm a new student."
The man looked up from his book and adjusted his glasses. This kid has the most unusual blond hair he has ever seen. He quickly shrugged it off and replied, "Nice to have you join the class. Please wait by my desk until class starts. After I get your introduction done, you may be seated somewhere. Your name is Gohan Briefs right?"
"Actually it's Gohan Son, being that Briefs is my adopted name," he explained.
"Would you rather be called Gohan Son even though you're currently registered as Gohan Briefs?" asked the elderly teacher.
Gohan nodded. "Apparently my mother forgot to put in my original last name when registering me."
"Anyways, the bell about is about to ring soon so you won't have to stand there for long."
Gohan nodded and turned to face the class. Over ¾ of the room was filled and there were more students coming in. Eventually a certain girl with a white shirt, black bicycle shorts, green boots with her hair in pigtails and bright blue eyes walked into the room. Gohan recognized her from the girl earlier from the bank robbery, but chose to ignore her.
Finally the bell rang and the chatter around the room was silenced. The teacher walked up to the front of the room and spoke. "Hello class, I suppose you don't know me being that you've just transferred from Orange Star Junior High. I am Mr. Satoya from yesterday. Anyways, I'm glad to announce to you that you will be having a new student join you today among the many people you already know."
Chatter began to erupt around the room once again. Some groaning about how they were to receive some dork in their class, others thrilled to have someone new for a change.
Mr. Satoya stepped out of the way to reveal a young man with unusual blond hair with a blue collared shirt wearing a white T-shirt underneath with a dark pair of denim jeans. "Please introduce yourself to the class and tell us a bit about your hobbies."
Gohan looked upon the class with eyes of indifference. "My name is Gohan Son Briefs. I like to spar during my free time."
"Anything else Mr. Son?" asked Mr. Satoya.
Gohan shook his head and waited to be seated among the many students.
Mr. Satoya checked his seating chart and appointed the young demi-saiyan a seat in the crowd. Gohan walked up the third aisle and seated himself in the empty seat.
Immediately he was bombarded with questions. "Hi, I'm Erasa! You're Son Gohan? It was kind of hard hearing you speak. So you're new here? You're kind of cute."
Gohan looked beside him to see a girl with short blonde hair talking like there was no tomorrow. He dropped his bag down beside him and sighed. He nodded to answer her query.
"That's pretty cool. We almost never get any new kids. This here is Sharpner, and this is Videl, my best friend." She kept smiling toward him and even grabbed his arm for him to look her way.
Gohan glanced down the aisle. Sharpner was a guy with long blond hair who seems to think he was very buff because of his muscles. Videl was the girl he met earlier, the one with black hair tied back in two pigtails with menacing blue eyes. Only this time, they seemed different. As he gazed into her eyes, he noticed that her eyes were questioning and gentle. Immediately he looked away, he did not need anyone trying to open him up. Doing so would only result in more pain and love to enter his heart. He learned that from past experience, all those that he loved has either died or left him forever. Bulma and the others were an exception due to the fact that it was her idea to live with her.
Again, he nodded to show his acknowledgement of the people around him before looking straightforward with his eyes wandering elsewhere.
Videl also recognized him from the bank robbery earlier. There was hardly anyone in town with such unusual blond hair, such as his. Besides, when she first looked into his eyes, she knew that they were different from everyone else's. This time when she obtained a closer look at him, she noticed that his eyes were indeed different. His eyes were full of pain, sorrow, and anguish. They were filled with grief and despair, as if some event in his life changed the way he was. At that moment she caught herself staring right before her best friend had a chance to tease her.
"Why are you staring at the new kid?" Erasa whispered.
Videl felt a blush on her face due to her embarrassment. "I was just wondering why he looks so sad. You noticed that right?"
Erasa took a glance at the boy beside her before turning back to her friend. "Yeah, just now."
Videl was glad to be off the hook since her friend didn't notice how long she was staring. "You know, I think I saw him earlier today. At the bank robbery."
"Really? What was he doing there? Was he one of the hostages?"
Videl shook her head. "Hardly. What he did was something very surprising. He stopped those criminals quickly by himself without any help from anyone."
"Whoa. T-that's almost as good as you. Of course no one can compare to you, right Videl?" responded the blonde.
Videl rolled her eyes at the comment and sighed. Ignoring her friend's cheerful demeanor, she leaned back in her chair, gaining a full view of the mysterious boy beside her friend.
'Why do I care anyway? I've just barely met him. He's probably just another jerk like Sharpner,' she thought logically to herself.
Just then a sigh escaped Gohan's lips. Gohan was in deep thought, thinking about how life has treated him so far. Life has been, … unfair. He had screwed up completely. He had caused the death of his father, he should've taken better care of his mother, and he could've been alert when his grandfather died. All these incidents were his fault. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, hoping to block out the memories.
'Somehow, I don't think that he's like Sharpner. He seems discreet about who he converses with and isolates himself from everyone. Perhaps he's just like me, afraid of getting hurt? But I've gotten past that. I know that I won't be hurt. He seems to not have that fact registered in his mind. Maybe I could do something for him, as a friend,' Videl thought to herself.
Lunchtime came rolling around. Videl seated herself at a lunch table outside by the trees. Sitting in her table were Erasa and the ever-annoying Sharpner. Videl sighed to herself as she gazed upon her lunch, which is supposedly called a meal. She pushed the tray away from her.
"Hey, don't waste food. If you don't want it, I can have it," Sharpner said as he accepted tray.
"Take it. Eat it all for all I care," she mumbled. She looked around the area to see a familiar blond walk out the doors of the cafeteria towards a tree.
Videl stood up from her seat and was about to walk over to him, when she was interrogated.
"Hey, where are you going, Videl?" asked Erasa.
"Uh, I've got something to do. I'll back shortly, okay?" she replied.
Erasa didn't really buy her alibi, but decided to let it slide. "Okay, don't take too long. Sharpner here might bore me to death."
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, mouth full of mystery meat.
Videl grimaced at the sight and began her trek. She spotted Gohan sitting under a tree gazing out into the horizon. He released another sigh and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the stump.
Videl approached the young man and cleared her throat, not really knowing what to say. "Um, G-Gohan?"
There was no response from the young man. He didn't even move a muscle.
"Gohan?" she asked again, hopeful to get his attention.
Again, there was no response. She was just about to scream his name when a voice answered.
"What do you want?"
She was startled by his voice since he hasn't spoken in class. "I um, uh…"
He was now looking at her with both eyes open, anticipating her reply.
His eyes were frightening. They were as before, filled with pain and anguish, which was frightening for someone his age. His aqua green eyes stared into her crystal blue eyes, as if peering into her soul. She was snapped out of her trance when she noticed he looked away from her.
"I um, wanted to invite you over to have lunch with us," she said eventually. 'What's wrong with me? I usually don't stutter when I talk. Could it be that he's making me so nervous that I begin to act weird?' she asked herself.
Gohan shook his head at her. "No, I think I'll stay right here."
She looked at him in confusion. Why did he deny her invitation? She was determined to help open him up, but for what reason, she didn't know. Probably just to gain a smile from him. Videl bent down and grabbed his arm. "Come on, it won't be that bad." She tried to pull him up, but he didn't budge. That was weird considering she was almost as strong as her father. She tried to pull him up again, but failed miserably. Something was definitely wrong here.
"Sorry, but I prefer to be left alone," was his simple response.
Videl released his arm and stared at him in confusion. "Maybe another time then?"
He just gave a small smile before turning his gaze back to the horizon. "Maybe," he whispered.
She smiled at him and was about to walk away when he said something that startled her. "You look better with your hair down, instead of those pigtails." She turned to look at him, but his position remained unchanged. He was still gazing at the horizon with a sad look in his eyes.
"So, Videl. Where did you go?" asked Erasa.
"Huh? Oh, I uh went to the restroom."
Erasa didn't believe her friend's uncertain excuse. "Yeah, sure. You went to the bathroom." She smirked. "Don't lie, Videl. I saw you go over to that new boy and talk to him."
Immediately Videl's face sprung to life. Her face turned a very bright shade of red. "I um, uh, um…" Her hands sprung up to cover her face. "It's not what it seems! I just went to ask him to join us f-for lunch! That's all!"
Erasa looked in the direction Gohan was and her smirk widened. "Yeah, sure… Say, why don't you just admit it. You like that new boy, Gohan."
Suddenly what Gohan had said to her drifted back into her mind. Her face instantly glowed bright red. "N-no! I don't! I've just met him. Why in the world would I like someone I've just met?"
Erasa giggled to herself. Her friend never acted like this before, so it was very amusing to see her do so. "Don't try to hide it, Videl. I can see your face glow 7 different shades of red!"
Videl turned away from her friend's point of view to try to control the blush. 'I do NOT like Gohan! I've just met him!'
"Videl, do you remember hearing of something called love at first sight?" teased the blonde.
Videl gritted her teeth and looked at her surroundings, anything but her friend's gaze. As she looked around, her gaze fell on the aqua green eyes staring in her direction. She jumped and looked down, her face glowing extremely red. 'I didn't think it was possible to be this red in the face, until now…'
Gohan arrived home and headed immediately to his room. The quicker he finishes his homework, the quicker he could train in the gravity chamber with Vegeta.
"So, Gohan. How was your first day of school?" asked Bulma who was leaning against the doorframe.
Gohan didn't look away from his homework, but continued to work quickly. "It was alright. A little boring if you ask me."
"Did you meet any girls?"
Gohan frowned at that question. "Yeah, but one girl wouldn't leave me alone."
This quirked Bulma up. "Really? Who is this girl? Is she anyone I know?"
Gohan shook his head. "I don't think so. All I know is her name is Videl. Didn't ask for her last name."
"So, why won't this 'Videl' leave you alone Gohan?" asked his adopted mother.
Gohan sighed and dropped his pencil. He turned his chair around to face her. "Everyone left me alone, just like I wanted. Then during lunch, she kept trying to get me to join her friends. She eventually gave up after the third try, though."
Bulma smiled at this. 'It seems that Gohan might get himself a girlfriend.' She cleared her throat. "That's too bad, Gohan. Say, why don't you just talk to this 'Videl.' You know, strike up a conversation with her."
He shook his head. "I don't think so, Bulma. I'll just keep acting the way I am, hopefully she would get tired of trying to talk to me and give up."
Bulma sighed. This boy was impossible! "Okay, whatever you say. Dinner will be ready in an hour, okay?"
Gohan nodded and turned around to return to his homework. "This is going to be a long school year."
Videl sighed as she plopped herself down on her bed. 'That was certainly a long day at school,' she thought to herself.
She rolled over on the bed and stared at her window for a minute. "That new kid, Gohan. He's different from other kids. Not just the hair and the eyes, but his whole personality."
"He seems so sad. I wonder what caused him to be so depressed. I wonder if I could help him."
She turned herself back upright and gazed upon her ceiling. "It would be nice if he would smile, just once." Videl shot up in her bed. "That's it!" She pounded a fist into her palm. "My new mission, to make Gohan smile!"
"I'm going to do everything I can to insure that he smiles!"
Videl then fell back onto her bed and fell into a deep slumber with a smile on her face.
I just got my spring break, in case you're wondering why some of the chapters came out so quick. Sadly, it has my spring break has come to an end, so therefore, you'll have to wait a little longer for the next posting.
Uh, I hope this is enough to satisfy you guys. I have to admit; I like writing this chapter a lot! I should've had Gohan grow up sooner, but then there would be no fun in writing all those angsty stuff. Um… please review; I really want to know what you think about my story, because that way I could decide whether or not I want to continue this. Pretty please….
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