After Shocks

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Chapter two: The Disappearing Act

A foot stepped almost silently on the ground next to the home base, kicking up the light loose dirt. With a bat poised just above his right shoulder, and hands in the correct position, Gohan stared at the pitcher, squinting slightly against the morning sun.

Ok, he thought, I'll just act like I'll hit the ball, but miss. Nobody expects me to actually hit it anyway. Well, except for Sharpener.

The pitcher threw the ball and it zoomed right by the bat as Gohan swung.

"Oops" he said looking sheepish. Gohan then reset his batting stance.

"Hold on a sec coach" Sharpener suddenly announced. Pulling Gohan aside, he began talking in a hushed voice.

"Hit the ball loser. I know you are perfectly capable of sending the ball out of the park, so just quit pretending. We are down by two, and I've got a man on second."

Then, Sharpener began shoving Gohan.

"Or are ya afraid nerd boy? Are you afraid everyone's gonna find out you're some kind of freak? Cuz that's what you are. Now hit the stupid ball."

Gohan began to grind his teeth together and stared at Sharpener's back as he walked away. Nobody insulted him like that, nobody. He went back to his spot and prepared to bat. You could practically see steam coming off of him as he seethed at the insult.

Then came the pitch.

CRACK!

Everyone stared off with bulging eyes looking for how far the ball went.

"Uhh," one small voice spoke up "where is it?"

Several people mumbled their agreement with "yeah, I never even saw it" and "he couldn't have hit it that far".

Everyone looked to Gohan who was still standing there. He had just finished rubbing a strange grayish-white powder and a few scraps of cloth into the dirt with his foot when he looked up.

"Eh, I think there is something wrong with this bat" he said holding it up.

A loud gasp could be heard from all. The METAL bat had the top half completely shattered. What was left of the bat had jagged edges and several cracks running down the bat, making it look extremely fragile.

"Yeah," Gohan continued "the ball must've been knocked off to the side somewhere when the bat broke". Now that he was cooled off he was thinking more clearly.

Man, he thought I have got to keep my temper under control. If I'd have hit that ball just a little softer, instead of disintegrating, it could have easily KILLED someone.

Here, Gohan decided to give Sharpener an evil/disgusted glare.

Sharpener's eyes could not have been any bigger. He saw, and knew what had happened, and has his eyes locked on the ground where the destroyed ball was buried.

"Alright guys," the teacher broke in "all the other bats are locked up in storage in the school, and I don't have the key right now, so it looks like we're done for today".

She could then be heard mumbling something about cheap bats and suing the company.

Videl and Erasa walked in from the field and Gohan started walking along side them when they got to him. They all went over to where Sharpener was on the bench.

"Well, I hit the ball" Gohan said, chuckling a bit at his comment. Receiving only stares from the other three, he sighed and looked at his feet for a minute. He went "yeah, ok, not funny, I know".

Abruptly looking up again he said "why don't you three come over to my house after school today. We should talk about, you know, stuff."

"Oh, no!" Sharpener immediately replied.

"Yes, we are all going" Videl insisted. "We'll go to my house as soon as school is out and take my helicopter. Is that all right? Sharpener? Erasa?"

They each nodded slowly in turn.

"Good" Videl said.

The four then walked silently back inside the school to await the bell for the next class.

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How waz that?

So-good-I-should-get-an-award? Or so-bad-I-should-just...fall-over-and-die-or-something? Or probably in the middle somewhere?

This one was a little longer (little being the key word-it's only like 200 words longer, but still)

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