I wish I owned DBZ, but I don't. I own DVD's and tapes, but it just isn't the same. I also don't own the right to any of the music pieces you may see selected, just copies of merchandise, such a shame. The artists that created them are geniuses and we all must bow to them.
Chapter 21: Demonstration
About thirty minutes after Videl and I got back, the teacher dismissed us to go to gym.
"Finally a stretch, I've forgotten how long and boring class can be," I said to Gohan as he stood up.
"Yeah, well it was worse at home sometimes when I barely saw the light of day. Mom insisted on studying almost all day everyday," Gohan laughed slightly.
"So what are we doing today in gym Gohan?" I asked.
"Baseball, I think," he said, scratching his head.
"That's one I haven't played in a long time, maybe I'll knock one out of the park!" I said with a grin.
"Oh please don't, you've showed enough of your strength today!" Gohan pleaded like I had him on blackmail.
"I said out of the park, not out of the city," I said with an evil laugh. I followed Gohan and the rest of the class to the gym area where a tall and muscle bound man awaited us.
"Class and guests, we will be playing baseball today! There are boxes of gym clothes for the guests in each respective locker room. There are many blue guest shirts and shorts of all sizes. Please put those on and store your regular clothes in a locker and meet back out here. Students you will find an orange shirt in your lockers today, put those on as well as your gym clothes. If you haven't figured it out, the teams will be students versus guests," the coach announced, pointing out boys and girls locker rooms. I followed Gohan into the locker room and sure enough there were boxes full of clothes of random sizes. I took a small shirt and a dark brown pair of shorts and made my way to a far corner of the locker room where no one would see me. Then I undressed and let my tail unravel for a nice long stretch. Using a very weak energy beam, I sliced a small hole in the back of the shorts for my tail to slip through. Fortunately the color for the shorts matched my tail very well, so no one would notice it at all. Throwing my other clothes in a locker, I came back out to the gym, where most of the students were waiting on the guests. I sat back down next to Gohan, who looked slightly amused.
"Nice, I was wondering how you were going to hide that this time," he laughed a little, grabbing at my waist.
"I improvised," I grinned, knocking his hand away. Well so far things haven't been so bad, this is almost bearable.
"Ladies and gentleman! Good news, the guests will have another player, one of our special guests today… MR. SATAN!"
You gotta be fuckin kidding me! Whatever smile I had on my face was gone in a flash. The students sure didn't mind that the champ was going to be there, even on the opposite team, though Videl looked indifferent about it. Then the goof himself walked in the door. Had I not been a powerful Saiyan, and a billion times stronger then him, I might have been impressed. Satan's afro seemed to poof out even more then I thought it did. He even had a blue shirt on as well, only it said World Champ on it.
"Howdy class, I hope you're ready for a pounding from your guest team! Muhahahaha!" Satan roared. There were slight cheers from the class, more so from the guests.
"Guest team come with me and I'll assign you a position on the field!" he roared again, taking a place on the far side of the gym.
"Students come here please. Team captains are Mr. Satan for the guest team, the students must decide on a captain. We have another special guest to be umpire who will arrive when we take the field!" the coach announced.
"Good luck Gohan, you're going to need it!" I laughed wickedly. It was the only thing I could do to turn a negative into a positive, I didn't want to be anywhere near goofiness maximus. Gohan looked slightly worried at that remark. I slowly walked over to Mr. Satan, who was going on about his last fight.
"And I chopped him in the neck and he was out for a whole week! Uh, anyway, I'll need some names, let's start with you small fry!" he pointed to me.
I frowned, "It's Verto, not small fry," I growled and sat on a bench.
"Right, You'll play uhhh, darn kid you sure are small! How about you just bat for me okay? You can go eighth in the rotation and just be a hitter. We don't want that ball to hit ya in the head! How's that sound?" Satan gave me a classic smile meant to keep a child happy. The level on which it failed bordered on epic.
"Whatever," I groaned as I closed my eyes and leaned back, very Vegeta like. I had considered pulling a Goten and beg for it just for some sort of excitement, but doing that would mean reverting to a childhood state I hadn't been in for a very long time. Not only that, it would give the big idiot the wrong idea, not that he didn't already have one. Hercule passed out assignments to the others, even though some were just backups to other positions. He, of course, put himself at pitcher and first to bat. On the other side of the gym, it was clear Videl and Sharpner were arguing over who was going to be captain. It appeared that they settled on co-captains after a few minutes. Satan led our great team outside and towards the field, and I trailed behind, scowling all the way.
I sat in the visitor's dugout with the rest of the guests, my frown increasing in intensity every minute. The coach had Satan, Videl and Sharpner out for a coin toss to determine who was going to bat first. I didn't think it mattered if they had a determined home and away team, but I also didn't care to indulge. It appeared that Sharpner and Videl were working on strategy, since they were up against the world champ. As if it matters.
Since we were the visiting team, Satan got to call it, "Heads!" It came up tails, and he actually came up with an excuse for it! Something about the dirt not being leveled properly, whatever it was, I was too busy trying to salvage my own brain from the poison of his presence. Videl chose to take the field first, which was basically Satan's plan of batting first. The goof grabbed a helmet, though it could barely hold his afro, grabbed a bat and went straight to the plate, barely bothering to warm-up.
"My I introduce the umpire now, currently playing center field for the Satan City Heroes, Bandit!" Thunderous applause from both sides, I didn't even know who it was. Then Bandit walked through, and it was Yamcha.
"Hello class and guests, I'm your umpire today, I hope you all are ready to play ball!" Loud roars again, obviously Yamcha was quite the player. "Orange Star Students may take the field now...is that you Gohan?" Yamcha asked loudly, getting a second look.
"Yeah its me," Gohan said.
"Chichi finally let you out of the house huh kid? Well good luck to ya, though I doubt you'll need it," Yamcha waved as Gohan made his way to right field. Everyone was giving Gohan that same stunned look now that another star he knew showed up.
"He was a friend of my dad's," I heard him say to those who asked. Videl took the mound first, warming up to pitch to her father.
"Ready for a strike Dad?" she said with a grin.
"Throw your best ball little girl!" Satan challenged. She did, and Satan swung and missed big time, the ball sailed about a foot from where he swung. Last I checked, that was pathetic. Satan shrugged it off and waited for the next ball, and it had the same result.
"Okay Videl, time to stop fooling around, next one is a homer!" Satan declared.
"You wish Dad!" she shouted as she threw quite the fastball. Satan swung, but when he knew he missed by a mile, he quickly held his shoulder like it hurt bad.
"Oh just an arm cramp, nice ball Videl," Satan said, going back to the box. Everyone but a select few showed concern for Hercule, who I could tell was faking just to save face. That's when Yamcha noticed me as well, but didn't say anything, just sort of waved. I nodded and sat back to watch the rest of the inning. Sharpner came out to replace Videl at pitcher after the next two batters went, one out and one hit onto base. He struck the next one out and my team took the field. What I was interested in is what Gohan would do when he was up, which lucky for me, he was third batter. He sure didn't seem happy about it, but if he didn't want me to give him endless shit, he was going to participate for real. Satan threw some awfully bad pitches and had walked two people already when Gohan came up to bat. Satan chuckled a little when he walked up.
"Hope your ready to say good night skinny kid!" he gloated. Behind the plate, Yamcha was already pulling out another ball.
"Knock it out of the park Gohan!" Videl cheered, prompting her team to do it as well. I may have been on the other team, but I wanted Gohan to sail that ball too. Gohan however wasn't sure if he should.
"Come on nerd boy, you can do it!" Sharpner yelled out. Gohan frowned at the mention of Nerd boy, but became more determined and turned back to Satan, bat cocked and ready. About time, this should pour some salt into the fraud's wounds. Satan chuckled a little more, then cranked up and threw his best pitch so far, right in the zone. Gohan met it with the bat with a light swing, and the ball zoomed way out of the park with a loud crack as the bat broke in two. The ball was more than gone from the park, it had to be gone from the zip code. Lots of gasps from my side of the field, a few from Gohan's class. Yamcha signaled home run and Gohan circled the bases with the two other runners, making the score 3 to 0 students. Satan couldn't believe it, but said nothing. Gohan's class was quite surprised as well, but gave him a round of high fives and pats on the back, and for the first time, Gohan actually looked happy at school and around his classmates.
"You see how much better you feel now," I thought at him.
"Yeah I thought they were going to treat me horrible if I played too well and showed my strength like that," he thought back, sounded a little happier.
"Well, sending it out of the park isn't that much of a strength meter to go by. Big home run sluggers do it a lot. However, be glad there are no fans today, that ball went much further than that," I replied as he cringed. After Gohan's team started to chant his name, he sat down with a bigger smile on his face. Seeing Gohan not as tense about school was a blessing.
Mr. Satan stopped messing around and struck the next three out. Sharpner pitched for Gohan's team again and threw a strike out sweep. Satan followed through with another strike out. The score remained three to nothing and finally the third inning came. To think I was actually excited to hit a nylon ball was amazing, but since I was the first batter, I was kind of antsy for it. Yamcha's hand went to his pocket again when he saw me come out, though I disregarded the helmet. Sharpner remained hot and I got up there pretty quickly. Sharpner grinned slightly, probably waiting for this chance to try to show me up.
"SON! Don't you need a helmet? Getting hit in the head by the ball isn't fun!" Satan called out. I stopped and turned back to him as he walked up, holding out said helmet with a really annoying grin on his face.
"Keep the helmet for your own thick skull. The ball won't be anywhere near my head," I growled in a low voice, holding a bat that was nearly my height. Satan wasn't sure how to respond and simply walked back, scratching his head.
"Ready shorty?" Sharpner called out.
"Bring it on wonder jock," I said in a cold voice, pulling the bat back. He fired his fastball at me, obviously thinking himself wonderful to go all out on a kid. I watched the ball come at me at an extremely slow rate to my focus. I swung the bat just as slowly to meet the ball. The ball went sailing just as it connected, and the bat splintered apart. Jaws dropped instantly as I dropped the bat handle and jogged around the bases. The silence made me feel alienated a bit, though my team was at least cheering a little.
"That was for you Blondie!" I shouted and pointed at Sharpner, who couldn't quite believe what just happened.
Satan looked to be in terminal shock, but gave me a big pat on the back when I came back around, "Way to go small fry!" Well at least he gave me some creditability, unlike others present. The rest of the game was a blowout, my team only scored when I was up. Gohan's team did really well due to Satan's crappy pitching, supposedly another arm cramp. The final score was fifteen to three, and I banged home runs in every time, as did Gohan. Right at the end of the game, we sensed Vegeta's high power level coming close to us, and landing almost in plain view before walking up by the gate, dressed in his usual spandex training outfit. Gohan noticed him first, but unfortunately Videl did too. Since everyone was on the field shaking hands after the game, I managed to cut Videl off as she began stomping Vegeta's way, who was giving off his trademark smirk.
"Don't even think about it Videl, he's actually not that bad of a guy if you get past his hard feelings. You know those reporters shouldn't have said those things," I warned, feeling guilty about what me and Trunks had done. Noting that a future wish to the dragon might need to be used.
"Okay, for you I won't. I still don't like that jerk though," Videl said, giving Vegeta the stare down.
"Come here boy! The woman wanted you to have these for lunch!" he shouted and tossed two capsules to me, "So what is the coward doing here?" Vegeta said, referring to Satan.
"It's guest day and he's giving a martial arts demonstration after lunch period," Yamcha said, coming up.
"You're here too huh? Well if its a demonstration, perhaps I should stick around and see if I can learn something. You can have multiple guests right, spawn of Kakarot?" Vegeta resumed his smirk.
Gohan shrugged and gave up, "Yeah I think you can."
"Good, consider me another guest," Vegeta said, walking onto the field.This should be good, I thought to myself.
Once we changed clothes again, another bell rang, signaling lunch hour according to Gohan. He led Vegeta and I to the lunchroom, Yamcha left as he was only there for the umpire thing. Hell I wanted to leave now that Vegeta had showed. Satan was one thing, at least his scenes didn't involve anyone blowing up. Unfortunately a lot of people recognized Vegeta from yesterday's news events, but they strayed wisely away from him, clearing the hallway nicely. Some of the girls whistled until they saw his face, and then they cowered in fear, not that I blamed them. It didn't help a whole lot when Vegeta decided to comment on how crappy the school looked and how it's weakling students barely held a candle to pond scum, but nobody really walked up to bother him about it. The lunchroom was pretty good size for a high school, and there was a buffet type line in the back. Gohan led us to a far corner, away from most of the crowd and opened the capsules.
Inside there were only a sandwich each, "Man this isn't gonna keep me full until dinner," he said. I shrugged and picked up the sandwich, right away noticing that it weighed about a hundred pounds. Pulling up the top slice of bread, I saw a lot of different foods packed inside, everything from ham to eggs to potatoes and apples.
"Mom you're a genius," I said aloud, taking a first bite into the packed sandwich.
Vegeta pulled out another capsule and dug into a sandwich of his own, "That's one reason I mated with her," he said, smirking slightly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Videl staring in our direction, that extra suspicious glint in her eye. She got up and came in our general direction, keeping her eyes locked on Vegeta the entire time.
"Uh oh," I thought to Gohan. He put down his half sandwich and looked up, only to panic slightly.
"What's wrong brat? You afraid that little banshee is going to do something? Let her, she won't do a damn thing. Oh I get it, you're hot on her aren't you, getting your mate picked out already huh?" Vegeta laughed. I couldn't help but chuckle a little at that comment as Gohan's cheeks turned red. Videl got closer and Gohan shifted a little more in his seat, as if to jump to protect her from Vegeta at any second. She got to the table, hands on her hips and gave Vegeta a death glare that even he could be proud of. All activity in the room abruptly stopped and shifted attention to our table. All of the teachers, the students, the lunch staff, everyone.
"Can I do something for you girl?" Vegeta asked, not even shifting his eyes as he munched his sandwich.
"I can think of a few things, but your nephew saved my butt this morning. So I suppose I should thank you for training him so well, at least he has some regard to life," Videl said sharply. Vegeta stopped munching and looked up at her, before breaking out into a serious fit of laughter.
"Muhahahaha! Oh you've got spunk girl, not a bad choice of a mate for Kakarot's brat, not bad at all. As far as the boy's training, I trained him the way he should be trained, what he does with it is his choice. Oh and do tell your coward father I'm looking forward to a meeting this afternoon," Vegeta cackled and turned back to the remains of his meal. Once his laughter ended, I could hear cricket's chirping a mile away. Videl was as red as a tomato, ready to blow any second, and nearby students started to shuffle to get away from her.
"Was there something else girl?" Vegeta asked, only darkening the redness in Videl's face.
"Hey Videl, don't, he's like this to everyone. Just calm down, you could only hurt yourself," I said, standing up and in her way. She shifted her gaze down to me, I could see a slight tear in her eye.
She softened her anger though, and put a hand back to my shoulder, "Okay kid, after all you saved my ass once already today." She calmed herself and the blood drained away from her face as she stormed off.
"That was close," Gohan said, wiping his brow.
"Afraid of your mate already? You're just like Kakarot, scared of his own mate. Of course your banshee mother is something to be frightened of! I swear she's part human and part wild boar!" Vegeta mocked Gohan while finishing off his meal. Gohan didn't really answer that, just scowled slightly at Vegeta's mention of Chichi and his "weakling father". I sighed and remembered some days in the time chamber when Vegeta mocked me a lot by comparing me to Gohan and his own son, and then when I surpassed Trunks he was full of pride for me, and encouraged me to push past Gohan. Well that was one goal that might take a few years, assuming Gohan didn't get any stronger, his new will to train put that on hold.
After we finished our meal, Gohan led us back to the gym area, but to a different gym room designed for a pep rally. There were wrestling mats laid out on the floor and the benches were stacked up to near the ceiling, pulled out like a stairway of seats. Gohan wanted us to sit near the top, but Vegeta took a seat right up front, as if to call himself the center of attention. The entire school started to pile in, all of them wisely strayed away from Vegeta, so we had a large bubble of empty seats around us. Videl, Erasa and Sharpner all walked in at once, and Videl took a seat right away between me and Gohan, putting me in between her and Vegeta.
"So Gohan, are you going to enter the world martial arts tournament next month?" Videl asked right away. So that's how far we are now, I thought as I was starting to forget when that was since I was training all the time.
"There's one next month?" Gohan asked, a little naively.
"Yeah, grand prize is ten million zeni. I bet you could do well, since you are Saiyaman and all," she whispered the last part.
"Bah, she figured that out already? You have gone soft!" Vegeta snorted.
"I don't recall asking you vegetable breath!" Videl shouted at him, hurting my ears.
"Well I suppose I could, if my mother will let me. That money would be good towards college," Gohan scratched his head in thought.
"Tell you what Gohan, I'll keep your secret if you enter, and if you teach me how to fly. Then I will beat you at the tournament. Don't enter or don't teach me, it goes public! Got it? Good!" Videl finished, getting up and moving down towards where Sharpner and Erasa sat.
"She's got you hooked by the throat, good luck on your mating rituals. If you don't know them, I can supply some information," Vegeta said.
"Uh no thanks, really!" Gohan whispered back to Vegeta's smirking form. It was kind of funny to see Gohan squirm like this. Unfortunately our enjoyable moment didn't last for long.
The lights went dark and the outside doors filled up with smoke with strobe lights that suddenly went on. The students and random guests started going crazy when some rock music came on.
"Oh, here comes the coward himself, this should be good!" Vegeta snorted. Then I heard Satan's loud burly voice shouting randomly and he emerged with his victory pose. Behind him came three others, one wearing a white spandex outfit with a red rose on the front. Another larger muscle head with blue on, and finally a rather pretty woman with a red dress to match her hair.
"And he drug his pack of fools with him as well," Vegeta grumbled in disgust.
"All right my faithful fans, are you ready to learn from the master!" Satan asked.
"Yeah!" came the response. Vegeta, Gohan and I flinched slightly at the noise.
"Here's the curriculum from the martial arts champion of the world! First we will start with some basic moves and techniques from punching to breaking dense objects. Then for you that want to try it out for yourselves, you may challenge me one on one. Don't expect me to go easy on you though, ah, Hahahaha!"
"I have to sit here and listen to this garbage before he gives me a real chance at him?" Vegeta snorted, "I have training I could be doing, you can face him though boy, his face needs rearrangement. Maybe I'll do the rest at the tournament!" Vegeta then whispered in my ear, sparking my wild side.
I grinned, "Love to." Gohan looked deathly pale at this, but said nothing as Satan slowly moved through his demonstration. He spent so much time talking about himself that I started falling asleep. Vegeta nudged me when I actually did, pointing out that it was time for any challenges to go on. The area was cleared out except for the wrestling mats, and Satan's students remained with him in the middle of them all.
"All right, is there anyone out there who wants to get a pounding?" Somehow it didn't completely shock me when no hands went up. Vegeta was nudging me again as Satan pointed to apparently a hand that was up, above us. I glanced up to see Sharpner coming down.
"Oh this could be good," I thought at Gohan. He didn't answer, but seemed roughly relieved. That didn't last.
"Actually Mr. Satan, I wanted to point out that the son of a former world champion is here today. He's right there, Son Gohan, the son of Son Goku!" Gohan's face flushed into panic mode. Satan's face seemed to darken just slightly, but it didn't change anything.
"So young skinny punk think he's got it all like his daddy huh? Come on up here, Son Gohan!"
"There's your chance boy, take your credit back!" Vegeta urged him, "Did you know that on planet Vegita it is customary for a young male to fight the father of his potential mate? Better get up there!" Gohan starred back at him like he was crazy.
"Don't want none of the champ huh kid? Guess your not quite like your father are ya, of course he didn't seem like much either!"
Uh oh, I thought just as Vegeta said it. Gohan suddenly went rigid and gave him a glare of the ages. Satan seemed to enjoy the verbal jab he just took at Gohan, though I thought he should have been looking for the nearest exit at this point. I felt Gohan's ki rising sharply, but not quite enough for his aura to show. That didn't stop the sudden gust of wind that made Satan's cape go crazy.
"Don't you ever talk about my father that way!" Gohan said darkly, causing Satan to back down a little. Gohan's sudden demeanor silenced everyone in the large room. I heard crickets chirping as I felt Gohan's energy level go up even more. Then it came crashing down as Videl suddenly appeared next to him.
She put a hand on his shoulder and beckoned him to sit back down, "Just ignore my dad, he says things to get people riled up, you don't have to fight him if you don't want to!" Satan snorted at the fact that his daughter got Gohan to back down, so he scanned around the room for potential. He came back to us quickly and must have noticed Vegeta, because his eyes seemed to light up in surprise.
"I think he recognized me, maybe I will have some fun," Vegeta grinned, shifting a bit to get up.
"You, little kid, you can challenge me can't you? Don't you wanna fight the world champion, come on up, no reason to get scared!" Satan said, pointing straight at me.
"Aw, isn't that kid cute?" I heard a girl shout. Yeah, it's gonna be real cute. I cracked my knuckles slightly just as Vegeta started to laugh. I think I'm going to enjoy this. I stepped onto the mat as I heard various chatter going across the room, most I didn't recognize, and a select few I did.
"Hope the kid doesn't hurt himself on Hercule's bicep while he gets pounded!"
"Mr. Collins, better get the nurse up here!"
"Like, I think this is gonna get ugly!"
"I wonder if Dad is in over his head this time?"
"Man, I hope he doesn't show any of his power!"
"Muhahahaha!"
"Being the sport that I am, I'll let you fight my two disciple's first! If you can beat both of them at once, you may fight me one on one!"
I blinked slightly, Okay, any other day a match like this would be outlawed, but an unusual match calls for an upset I guess!
Ding. Both of the bigger brawlers looked to me to begin.
"Please don't do anything with your strength, I'm begging you!" I heard Gohan in my head, and I grinned slightly. I rushed forward at a much slower pace then I could have done, tripping one's left leg and the other's right leg. They crashed into each other with their heads clanging together, knocking each other out. There was now an even quieted hush over the crows. Satan seemed somewhat impressed, of all things. Gohan seemed relieved.
"Well kid, not a bad move for such a small, inexperienced brat. Now you can face the champion of the world!" he said, taking off his white cloak and his championship belt. After some cheers for him, I heard it go quiet again. I waited for his attack this time.
"Well kid, Whatcha waiting for, still a little scared? Understandable considering who you're in front of. If you want to back down now you can!" I rolled my eyes slightly, and then I heard a loud female voice shouting down at me.
"Tear him up kid!"
"Now Videl, you should know that he doesn't stand a chance against an adult! Come on now, cheer for your daddy!" Satan roared. I grinned at her and turned my back on him, showing him that I didn't have any fear. I could see Vegeta's wide grin and Gohan's look of horror.
"You sure are gutsy kid, oh well, you asked for it!" I sensed him throw a punch at my head and I dodged aside without looking. He tried a few kicks toward the middle, same result. "Speedy little devil, I'll slow ya down some though!" He continued his barrage of slow punches and kicks, I kept dodging at a slow rate so to spare Gohan some looks for the day. I stopped when I heard him breathing harder, watching Vegeta's wide smirk as I did. Then his next one was a little harder to predict, I thought he was punching toward my head, in which case I was going to duck down to avoid it, but instead his hand went down toward my rear and grabbed my tail. My grin flashed to a scowl just as Vegeta's did.
"Ha, got you by the belt now! Can't get away from me!" he claimed. I growled, letting the fool have that one warning as he started lifting me into the air by the tail, which had not unraveled yet. What happened next involved several things, all of which were bad for Satan. I back kicked him in the chin very lightly, just enough to get out, and then proceeded to punch him repeatedly in the face, chest, stomach and legs until I felt that I had proven my point. I zipped around at a very fast pace, so likely no human in the room saw me do it. I didn't hit him overly hard, but judging by the dazed and confused look on his face when he dropped to his back, he got the message. Everyone else's reaction was similar, like he had been hit with a jackhammer. His bones and joints all stiffened slightly as he landed, clearly not expecting a freight train to suddenly hit him like that.
I knelt slightly next to him, letting him get a good look at me, "Don't you ever do that again. You touch me, or insult Gohan's father again, I will kill you next time!" I whispered very lightly so only he could here me before proceeding back to the benches. I heard a lot of murmurs coming from the crowd. The odds of them hearing me were nil, so they were all about the fact that I had just downed him without much effort. It was probably a good thing that the guy was a big gorilla with just a tad bit of power, that was all that saved him.
Vegeta had a partial scowl on his face when I returned, "You should have blasted him into nothing, boy."
"He doesn't deserve something so quick, that beating I just gave him should spark a few things to think about!" I replied. Vegeta nodded slightly, getting up and departing the room as the woman in the red dress was attempting to snap Satan out of it. He slowly got up before holding his gut and legs slightly.
He then grinned brightly, "What an attack, yeah you sure beat me kid, way to go!" Then all the cheering started, following by the Satan chants with random chattering.
"Oh, he just let the kid win, what a hero he really is!" I rolled my eyes as the bell rang. Satan was laughing and acting like he was fine, but the bruises all over his face, chest and arms were saying otherwise.
"Well that went off without a hitch, thanks Verto!" Gohan whispered in my ear.
"Like I said, he didn't deserve what I really wanted to give him, so you're welcome, I guess," I said pitifully now that the moron had put me in a bad mood. Videl seemed to have a look of concern when she came down the steps, first for her father, who apparently had a really bad cramp just about everywhere I had hit him, and for me and my sudden temper.
"He didn't hurt you did he?" Videl asked, leaning across Gohan, definitely on purpose. Gohan tried not to look at her while I thought up a suggestive response.
"I'll put it this way, does he have life insurance?" I asked her. Videl wasn't sure how to answer that, but before she could, I saw Erasa give her a little shove. She tumbled across Gohan and myself, but luckily I caught her by shoulder before she hit her head on my knee. When she sat up though, everyone in the room suddenly stopped and looked as she was atop of Gohan in an, interesting position. She was off just as quickly, but the rumors had already started.
I grinned as she walked away slowly, "Go for it Gohan!"
"Lay off it for a day would ya?" he growled back.
Gohan let me fly solo back to West City, as he was going to stick around and see if any crime popped up. When I arrived, Vegeta was waiting impatiently in the lobby.
"About time boy, time for your training!" he snapped and waved me to follow to the gravity room. I found a clean fighting gi waiting for me at the entrance. Trunks was already in there, warming up.
"Okay boys, we're going up to four hundred and fifty today, you weaklings may have to transform to be able to stand it!" Vegeta stated, punching the information into the computer before me and Trunks could even process what was about to happen. Instantly the gravity skyrocketed and I simply dropped to the ground, not ready for the quick change. I bumped up to Super Saiyan though so I could take the severe environment, Trunks followed suit.
"You two can take me on today! We're going until one of you passes out, whichever does stays longer!" Vegeta said, kicking up to Super as well. Trunks and I fought him harder then normal, only because we had to before he would knock us down again. In the end Trunks passed out first, but I stayed as well for the extra training, something I decided I was going to do since the tournament was getting closer. Vegeta was secretly smiling at Trunks and my efforts to train harder with him, even though the four hundred and fifty times gravity was quite nasty and wore us down fast. After five hours, Vegeta finally kicked us out, saying he was tired of seeing us today. That translated into good job, he wasn't that hard to understand. I went upstairs to shower up and change into more comfortable clothes rather then my sweaty gi.
When I came back down, I found Gohan, dressed in his Saiyaman outfit but helmet off. Mom was talking to him about girl's habits when I came in, so he must've been discussing Videl.
"…the only problem is that if I enter they don't allow head protection in the tournament, so I need something else," Gohan said.
"Well let's see what we can come up with to at least hide some of that handsome mug," Mom said, leaving the room for a minute, then coming back with a small white sheet and a pair of sunglasses. She tied the sheet into a bandana around Gohan's head and covered his hair. Slipping the shades on, he looked in the mirror.
"All right, now that's what I call style!" he said, happy with the result, "What do you think Trunks?"
"Yeah its great..." Trunks stopped himself, and dropped the can of juice in his hand.
"Well make sure you like it, because your picture will be plastered everywhere after you win!" Mom said.
"Who said he's going to win?" Vegeta asked from the doorway.
"Well who could possibly beat him?" Mom asked.
"Yours truly, if you'll enter I'll enter. Better keep up your training boy, you'll need it!" Vegeta smirked with a thumb up to his chest.
"Cool Dad and Gohan are gonna fight for real, wow!" Trunks said happily excited at the match that would be.
"I think I'll enter too!" A voice said into my head, only everyone in the room looked up, hearing it as well.
"Huh?" Gohan gasped.
"Gohan!" the voice said.
"DAD! Is that you!" I hope it is!"
"Kakarot?"
"Hi son, its great to hear your voice again!" the voice now identified as Son Goku said.
"Dad! How are you!" Gohan was really excited now.
"Pretty good for a dead guy. Hey Trunks, you're not being totally honest about Gohan's outfit are you?" Trunks was totally confused, not that I blamed him either. I stayed quiet, even though I had always wanted to meet the man; I figured I could wait until tournament day. Aw crap, that means the timeline hasn't changed near as much as I thought it had.
"Dad, are you really coming back to compete?" Gohan asked.
"Yeah I am! Baba checked it out for me, it appears that I can come back for a whole day because I saved the Earth a few times. I'm excited, tell Chichi that I am coming home for a whole day!" Goku said happily.
"I will Dad, I'll tell everyone! It'll be great to have you back!" Gohan proclaimed. I glanced over at Vegeta, he held a slight smile on his face.
"Man, Gohan has flipped, huh Dad?" Trunks said.
"No son, his dad is coming back. Even I'm excited Kakarot, at having another chance to defeat you!" Vegeta said, full smirk.
"Well see, miracles happen ya know!" Goku responded, obviously into that idea.
"Miracles huh? Oh I can't wait!" Vegeta grinned. I knew what that meant, more training for Trunks and I.
"It'll be great to see everyone again, I will meet you all there, until then guys!" Goku said, his voice vanishing into the air.
"Hey Vegeta, since your competing you should wear a disguise, maybe something like mine!" Gohan suggested.
"No way! I wouldn't be caught dead in that thing!" Vegeta shouted.
"You Verto?" Gohan offered.
"Yeah, you can forget that shit," I grumbled.
"You better go tell everyone on the way home Gohan, Krillin will flip!" Mom suggested, but frowning at my choice of words.
"Yeah he will!" Gohan said, giving thumbs up and running out the door, taking flight right away.
A/n: Not that they really matter, but here ya go.
Power levels
Videl: 250
Verto: 31,000,000, Super Saiyan: 85,000,000
Trunks: 28,000,000, Super Saiyan: 79,000,000
Gohan: 53,000,000, Super Saiyan: 183,000,000
Vegeta: 56,000,000, Super Saiyan: 188,000,000
Hercule Satan: 180 (I'm being nice about this one, he is actually pretty tough for a normal human)