Videl bowed her head as she entered the classroom. She passed the Mathematics professor, Professor Yukisaka and was rewarded with a whisper of 'glad to see you back.'

Despite her nature, a small smile tugged her lips. 'Maybe not everyone hates me?' She thought. 'But then again, don't I make everyone want to hate me?'

She just never knew how to act after her father became famous. Everything seemed so surreal. Her father defeated a powerful alien. She was surprised, awe-struck; she even looked at him with little hearts and stars in her eyes. But then, through the years, she really analyzed his character. While he seemed like a superman at adolescence, he seemed like a buffoon to her in her teen years. She couldn't understand him. Super-hero's were…well, not like him. He was afraid of Spiders, for goodness sake. He ran like a coward if he seen one…and she was supposed to believe that he saved the world?

She didn't hate him, just that he didn't show that he loved her. To be second to fame and fortune, well…it hurt, a lot. Why didn't she matter to him? Why was he never proud of her? Perhaps she was still on the police force because she still had the tiniest hope that one day he'll realize how she puts her life on the line and see how strong and courageous she is.

"Oh, good. Videl's back." Erasa said happily.

Gohan just grunted as the ache in his chest increase two-fold. However, when he looked up a few seconds anyway to see Videl advancing up the stairs, he suddenly went from annoyance to his not feeling well, to concern about the raven-haired girl.

She had her usual frown and pissed look, but something was off, way off. And then he noticed her hand, which was bandaged. 'She got hurt.' He thought, simply.

He shook his head clear and wondered why seeing her injured would be weird to him.

'Well, was I thinking she was above getting hurt? Inhuman like I am?'

He just couldn't believe how his brain worked sometimes. 'Inhuman.' The word surfaced in his head again. Even Gohan was human, part human. 'Even Vegeta is human at times, he acts like Earthlings at times, even if he denies it and he's adopted some customs.'

Now this was a sight for Erasa, to see Videl hurt, even if it wasn't serious. When Videl was climbing up the rows of desks, the white bandage caught her eye and it alarmed her. 'She never gets hurt.' She thought. It worried her to see that her friend is capable of getting hurt. She never understood herself why Videl fights crime. Videl used to love it, the feel of adrenaline, the feel of power but lately she doesn't seem interested in fighting crime, in fact, while years ago she would come back feeling refreshed, now she comes back tired, not physically, but emotionally. Erasa knew that for sure, her eyes gave it away. To others it wasn't obvious, but Erasa, even though she was the extreme opposite of Videl, had been her friend for years.

Even Sharpener noticed and nudged her in the arm. "You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah." She said, stiffly and actually turned a little red.

Gohan couldn't think of why he was overly concerned with his classmate. He was only in the school for a couple of days and he felt he was going into dangerous territory.

However, he thought that bravery towards moody women must be in his blood, as his father at times, approached his mother when she was in her extended feisty mood periods. Sometimes, her bad mood lasted for a few months and Goku had no choice but to interact with her at times.

He wrote out a short note that read:

Dear Videl-san:

I hope that you're feeling well.

He then scratched his eyebrow and started to sweat, as he couldn't think of anything else to write.

So he attempted the letter again.

Dear Videl-san:

I don't know you very well, but I noticed you walking in with

your right hand bandaged. I hope you're okay and if you need some help regarding notes, I'd be happy to copy my notes for you.

Sincerely,

Son Gohan

Videl wasn't expecting Erasa to hand her note, and was surprised to see that the Son kid had asked if she was okay. She remembered yesterday and getting angry with him and she smiled slightly, overall the whole exchange was quite nice. If she didn't know any better, she would say he was quite scared and perplexed of her. But then she remembered that most of the student population felt that way. 'Nerdy little Gohan.' She thought almost happily, except she didn't know why? After all, how would he be any different from the others? She looked to her left and looked at him as he paid attention to the teacher. 'He's actually paying attention?' She thought. 'I just he is different, but we'll see just how different.' After all, the kids hated her immensely, or were practically in love with her and were highly awe-stricken. However, Son-kun seemed different. 'I've found another friend?' She asked herself. 'Perhaps.' She decided, but she wouldn't be nice to him, she just wasn't nice. But then she asked herself why she even considered being his friend? 'I don't need any.' She said. 'Erasa is quite enough…in fact, we don't even dive into serious issues a lot.' But she looked over at him again and couldn't help but feel a little chip of armor that surrounded her heart, fall away.

Being the trained fighter that he is, Gohan felt that someone was looking at him, quite intensely. He looked out of the corner of his eye and seen that Videl was looking at him. Her eyes were dark, dark plum to be exact and he felt a little sweaty, but then he peeked into her eyes again and felt that she had a myriad of emotions running through her. He relaxed a little bit and looked at the Sensei. 'I fear her more than my own Mother. I never thought it would be possible.' He thought that she wasn't as mean as his Mother, but that didn't stop him from fearing her quite a lot more.

Gohan had been minding his own business for quite a while, when a note was given to him.

Son-Kun:

I'll take you up on your offer about the notes, but don't expect me to be nice to you. Also, if you think this will stop me from finding out some information about you-think again! For some reason, I talked about myself a little bit and you just said nothing to me about yourself-not that I'm curious about you, but it's the principle of everything.

-Satan Videl

"Ahh!" Gohan squeaked out and almost fell out of his chair and into the aisle.

"Dork," he heard faintly from Sharpener and slightly laughter from Erasa. He certainly wasn't expecting a letter like this. 'Why is she so curious?' He asked himself. 'Well, it's not like I have to say: Hi, I'm an alien and if given the chance my Mother would murder your father with her bare hands, not for the typical reasons, but because he's pathetically weak and stole credit from me. I should just tell her that I'm shy and only have been home-schooled and that I have a fairly long commute here.' He glanced at the note again and wondered why she was so upset about talking about herself anyway. As far as he knew, he didn't have any psychic powers. How could he have seemingly pulled the information out of her. He thought that she must have been as heavily guarded as he was. But what was she hiding? The fact that her father is weaker than the average housewife? Meanwhile, he had the displeasure of hiding his otherworldly strength from everyone. The more he thought about her, the more he decided that she must feel pretty unhappy. He was relatively unhappy as well, but he had to put up a good front for his family. 'I guess she doesn't have the need to do that.' He decided. The only good thing about life right now, was his little brother and the pure innocence that he represented. He thought he understood why his Mom enrolled him here. Being secluded at home got boring at times and he always thought of his father, his past and how guilty he felt. 'I killed my Father but my Mother doesn't hate me.' Gohan felt blessed, but that didn't stop the guilt attacks that occurred sporadically.

Just then, the bell rung and he heard Erasa shout with joy: "Yippy!" And before he had the chance to blink, half the kids were out of the classroom. Videl was still seated and she looked like her hand was bothering her. A moment later, he felt that damn twinge of pain once more. Before he knew she was staring him in the eyes, and he was flabbergasted at how vulnerable she looked, and she spoke, "Sometimes, I wish I wasn't a crime fighter." Then her eyes hardened and she said, "But you know what? I think I'll take my displeasure out on them. I shouldn't be upset that I fight crime, it got me this injury. I should be pissed, at them, and take it out on them.'

He didn't know why she told him this. But he knew that the tawdry injury bothered her and that somehow bothered him. At that moment, he decided, that she wouldn't be alone in fighting crime. He didn't know how it would help her, but he decided one thing: She just got a partner, The Gold Fighter.

'I don't want you getting hurt.' He thought to himself.

She turned her head back towards him and spoke, "Why do you care?"

'I didn't say that out loud.' He thought to himself. "Why did you tell me you hate fighting crime?" He asked, simply and stared into her eyes.

"I don't know!" She cried, half-frustrated and part angry and upset. "But why would you care? Why didn't you just ignore me?" Her eyes were glossy and hard.

'I can't tell her she heard my thoughts. I can't tell her that I had to fight people when I didn't want to. Can I just tell her that I feel drawn to her?'

"I don't need your pity!" She growled out and slammed her good hand on the table. 'And I don't need you…despite how I feel.' She said softly in her mind. With that, she got up and quickly left the classroom.

'She can pick up on my thought?' Gohan thought. He was scared…just because he felt quite vulnerable. 'I hardly even know her and she can pick up on my thoughts. How much do you hate me, Dende?' He asked himself and proceeded to leave the classroom.