Gohan The Prince
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Beaner-Bop
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A/N: My second story out today!!! Yay!
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Disclaimer: Get a REALLY big clue…
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Chapter Ten: Tours+Hercule=Sh*t!
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Gohan looked up to the heavens, wishing that he could raise a certain finger towards it to Dende. He didn't think however that that would leave a good impression of him on his classmates.
He looked back at Hercule he was showing off his muscles and everyone was oohing and ahhing him. His face went into a look of disgust and felt his hand rising towards the heavens… his other hand had to come up and stop it, making Videl look at him very oddly.
"Uh…Gohan?" He looked back at her and followed her line of sight to his arm. He blushed lightly and made his hand leave his other arm quickly. Videl shook her head at him and started to yell at her dad, making Gohan flinch.
"HEY DAD! COME ON! WE CAME HERE FOR A TOUR! LET'S DO IT!" She yelled. Kids in her class started to jump up and down with excitement, making her shake her head sadly and just make Gohan more nervous.
Oh man… he thought.
Oh brother… Either Videl or Goten thought that, I forgot which…
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The tour was underway and Gohan had to ask Videl's assistance more than once to get the attention back on him and off her father so that he could get this tour over with as soon as possible. He sighed as he looked at Videl pathetically. He was happy that she didn't seem to think he was an idiot because of it, but as he thought of it…Videl probably had to do this most of her life… he shuddered in pity for her. The class looked back at him again.
He turned the hall, expecting to see the kitchen but his eyes widened lightly, not coming to the kitchen at all, he looked back, past the class and checked where he was. He got more confused. If there was ANYWHERE that Gohan knew how to get to, it was the kitchen, but…it wasn't here. He looked back down the hall, remembering that he wanted to make this as good for Videl as it seemed to be for everyone else in her class (Remember: Hercule).
He sighed and went forward. He tested a few doors, remembering that his mother said he was supposed to go into all the room that were unlocked. He wasn't supposed to go into rooms that were locked or had the 'Do Not Enter' sign in them, which was pretty obvious. There were eleven doors, five on each side of the hall and than one at the very end.
His class watched silently, staying quiet, something…unnerved them about where they were, it was close to the same feeling that Gohan had, but less puzzling, because he knew that this place wasn't here before.
He was pretty sure that since the other ten doors were locked, the eleventh at the end of the hall would be too, but when he turned the know half heartedly, there was a small squeak, but the door opened easily. A little dust came out but Gohan didn't notice, to shocked that the door was even unlocked. He shrugged. He knew his mother was very careful about the doors, remembering her running back and forth, making sure that all the right doors were locked and had signs on them. He shrugged again and hoped silently that he was doing the right thing. He motioned to his class to follow him, which they did sluggishly, the feeling still in the pit of their stomachs.
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Chichi looked around worriedly. Gohan's class should have been here five minutes ago. She shrugged off the worry, remembering that Hercule was part of the group, probably slowing down the tour considerably. She shook her head at the thought of the man, one word coming to mind when she thought of him.
Idiot.
She sighed and went into the kitchen to get more food, mainly Gohan's.
Half an hour later she growled under her breath. Everyone was here, waiting for Gohan's class and she was getting pissed.
Where are they? She thought to herself. She saw Vegeta talking to Piccolo who was here for a bit, but staying in the shadows so that no one would see him.
Vegeta however was talking to Piccolo about something that Chichi didn't expect in the least.
"It's not right…I can still feel his presence somehow, but I can' feel his ki… or for that matter, the rest of his class." Piccolo commented. Vegeta grunted and crossed his arms over his chest.
"The brat had better get here soon." Piccolo rolled his eyes, but he knew that Vegeta was intrigued. How could Gohan still be here, but yet not show his ki, or the class's? It wasn't…natural.
But than again, maybe it was.
Piccolo closed his eyes and tried to see if he could reach Gohan with his mind but the people who were at the table (the Z gang, close friends to them, and a few girls that seemed to like Gohan a lot the last time they were here…). They were chatting away, some not happy, others like this was a good thing, and some not caring at all.
He glared at them and carefully walked out of the room, making sure not to alarm any of the 'newbies' and walked down the hall, knowing that Vegeta was following him.
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Gohan looked around for a light but didn't find a switch. His eyes adjusted to the dark after a while and his eyes finally saw an old fashioned oil lamp. He used a bit of his ki to light it, knowing that nobody was going to be able to see him doing it, it being so dark in the room.
When the light flooded into the room everyone gasped.
Gohan swallowed, looking around the room. His stomach flipped when what he saw finally registered in his mind he swallowed again before whispering quietly.
"Oh shit."
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A/N: Hmmm…I wonder what it is…
No, seriously, I do. I haven't got the slightest idea about what I want to put next…
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Mom: Um…what are you doing?
Me: I'm trying to poke the hole in one of those pouch juice thingys from Tang… WHY ARE THEY CALLED EASY?!?!
Mom: Easy poke hole and you're having trouble? Hmmm… *few minutes later* I'm surprised that nobody wanted the comics…
Bro: I WANNA 'IM! I WANNA 'IM! Touchy!
Me: *trying to open the 'easy open pouch thingy' with my teeth, ignoring my brother*
Mom: Not me and your sister is trying to open the easy open pouch *looks back at me* Are you sucking the juice out of it or something?
Me: Got it!
-_-;; I don't know why I typed that…