Hi me again. This is the end! The end of this fic I mean. Weird huh? Though in a way it's nice to have finished. Some of you might recognise the beginning of this chapter as it is lifted from my 100 word challenge response. My original beginning plan was different but I thought the 100 word fic might as well be of some use, and where better to put it than here.

Anyway.

Bon Appetite!

Disclaimer: hmm….

Epilogue

Whacks and wails were followed by thundering steps that sent tremors through the earth and birds flocking to the sky. With another loud bang a small black and orange blur scurried across bare grass, threading a hurried trail through the dew.

The reason for the frantic plight was soon revealed in all its horrifying glory when appearing in dangerously hot pursuit came a creature that brought new meaning to the word fear. And it had yet to display its worst weapon of all. A bellowing screech!

"GOTEN GET BACK HERE NOW!"

It was after all, just another morning in the Son household.

Now you would have thought that all this racket would have woken the third member of the family from his slumber but no, for Gohan was already up and at the kitchen table taking an early shower in Goten's breakfast. This was the reason for the sudden and rather jarring tear of the peace that usually prevailed in the mountain valley. Goten's over exuberance for food had led to the upending of the edible mountain commonly known to saiyans as the morning meal. Needless to say, before Gohan had time to even be miffed Chi Chi exploded onto the scene, her annoyance spouting around her in coils of flame; eyes pinned on her youngest son. Not only had all the food she had slaved to prepare been ruined (though doubtless Goten would have been perfectly willing to hoover up the mess) but also her eldest son now looked like a tramp covered from head to toe in a congealing cocktail of cooking, and the latter, to Chi Chi, was by far the worst scenario. After all she had plans for the unfortunate boy and that day was the first step towards having those plans realised.

As she had so recently (as in that morning) told Gohan, he was, as of that day, going to attend a proper High School! The local as it were, nothing fancy. The only catch was that this 'local' just happened to be around 50miles away. Hence the reason why a trusty alarm clock, cunningly placed the night before, had rudely awakened the teenage demi saiyan that morning. The mechanical menace had, shortly after that, come into contact with a short, sharp shock resulting in a prompt demise beyond which no amount of magic could resuscitate.

And right now Gohan stood looking rather stunned, milk and cheerios (he he Honey Nut Loop's :P) dripping steadily from his person onto the beige tiled floor of the Son kitchen. Goten and his mother had long since vanished out of the house and were currently scurrying, well Goten was scurrying(on all fours apparently), around the front yard much to the consternation of the local wildlife. Finally Goten had the presence of mind (little of which there was) to leap into the forest itself and disappear from his mother's sight, even if not from Gohan's senses. Chi Chi, having no desire to clamber through woodland, swore to gain revenge on her youngest at a later date and returned fuming to the kitchen to find…! To find nothing but the mess she had left, for Gohan, lethargic though he was like any normal teenager in the morning, had been alert enough to realise that he did not particularly want to be in the same room as his seething mother and a number of dangerous looking cooking utensils!

And so Gohan, head still ringing from his rude and, it has to be said, loud awakening that morning padded to the shower to wash away the slurry that currently caked his body. The unidentifiable mess was beginning to give off a rather unpleasant smell and Gohan desperately hoped it wouldn't linger or he would lose any hopes of a social life before he'd even arrived at school.

By the time Gohan returned to the kitchen changed and thankfully sweet smelling his mother had weaved her spells and breakfast sat once more, in all its glory, on the table. Gohan eagerly began to shovel the food down into his gullet. Where it went after that! No one knows.

"You know Gohan", began Chi Chi casually, as she stood at the sink lovingly drying a damp, soapy frying pan, "School will be a great opportunity for you!"

Gohan had to pause before replying, not for lack of words, but merely because he could not fit a voice into his mouth along with everything else that presently resided there. So unless his mother wanted a shower much like the one Gohan himself had already had that morning, she would just have to wait. Straining to stretch his throat Gohan managed to swallow the contents of his over stuffed mouth.

"Um yes mum", (always best to humour Chi Chi), "but, not that I'm complaining", (that pan was still in Chi Chi's hand and Gohan, as of yet, had no death wish), "But couldn't you have maybe, possibly, told me a little sooner what you had planned?", asked Gohan tentatively, wincing in preparation for a blow. Instead the reply was so surprising that the only response the demi saiyan could give was to blink and gape in shock!

"Oh but, chew before you swallow dear, Gohan that would have ruined the surprise", chimed Chi Chi, "And after all, it isn't like I was going to give you a choice."

Best not to voice an opinion on that. Gohan refilled his mouth and hid behind his manners, one of the few excuses that Chi Chi could and would accept. But in the end Gohan's lack of conversation didn't seem to matter a jot as Chi Chi was no longer paying him any mind.

Clutching her beloved pan to her bosom she swayed over towards the back door. Opening it, she called sweetly into the regained tranquillity of the early morning wood.

"Goten, breakfast is ready…again!"

Gohan winced before burying himself back in the mountainous expanse of a meal displayed in front of him. He could hear the barely suppressed annoyance still present in his mother's voice. He just hoped Goten would have the presence of mind… scrap that, Goten was done for!

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It was a thoroughly bruised Goten that waved goodbye to his elder brother a short while later. Gohan had had to prise his younger sibling off his leg, the little one having been reluctant to see Gohan leave. For some reason he had come to the conclusion that Gohan wouldn't come back, an idea that had proved difficult to remove from the mini Goku's tiny mind. So on relieving his limb of the young saiyan, which was no mean feat, Gohan had had to make a swift, flying exit. Not teaching Goten to fly did have its bonuses after all.

And so now, finally, after a short er…hold up that Chi Chi wouldn't be hearing about if he valued his life, he had arrived at Orange Star. At least some part of this city had retained its old name after the population had decided to honour Hercule Satan the buffoon. For some reason Gohan had a niggling feeling that this should mean something more to him. Of course there was the fact that an afro haired idiot was taking undue credit for something that he had done but no, it wasn't that he was sure. Oh well. Probably something saiyan. Aaaaah. So much could be explained away by genetics. It made life as easy at times as it made it hard.

A cruel bell rang its battering toll, shattering Gohan's daydream and slamming him back to an empty corridor. Hang on! There had been people here a moment ago he was sure of it. Oh no, he was late. Calm Gohan, no one gets in trouble for being late on their first day…do they? Damn damn damn. Breathe. Panic achieves nothing. Then again when the looming image of a Chi Chi hovers over you, you're better off panicking!

Why did he have to be so honourable? Sure there were people in trouble. But the police were dealing with it. So could he just walk, er fly, by? Noooo. And now he was late. Just dandy. Well at least he had had the presence of mind to disguise himself. Wait, did his clothes look a little singed?

Gohan closed his eyes shaking his head to dispel the paranoid thoughts. Paranoia seemed to be what Gohan's did best that morning! Bad Gohan, bad. Shut up brain. Oh…

WHUMP! What fair sould had he run into now? Gohan opened his eyes.

A girl sat on the floor glaring at him, fists clenched. Her long black pigtails framed her face in a scowl. Loose flecks of hair spun into a halo of irritation around her pretty face.

Gohan almost slapped himself. Pretty? What was he thinking? The first teenage girl he'd met, well properly met, his own age and his hormones were already taking control. Argh. Damn teenage hood! Damn everything! Hmm, damn seemed to be his favourite word today. Or at least it was one that recurred in the turmoil of his inner thoughts. Hang on was someone speaking…

"HELLOOOOO"

Gohan leaped into the air almost landing on the astonished girl that lay at his feet. She quickly recovered however as though she were used to such bursts of irrational behaviour.

"Finally, so…" she sighed, eyes rolling with frustration.

Gohan blinked. So what?

The girl sighed and rolled her eyes once more grunting her exasperation. Some people.

"GrrRRR. So you knocked me down, are you going to help me up?"

Oh right, that's what she wanted. Gohan reached to help her…but she was already up. What the?

"Feeling a bit slow today?" she asked, her voice dripping with tendrils sarcastic sympathy.

"I, uh, I'm new?"

It seemed as good an explanation as any. But anger flared up in the females eyes as she glowered and slowly stalked her prey. Regrettably that quarry was Gohan.

The unfortunate demi saiyan backed slowly away from the devilish female. After all it looked like she had her claws out. But she just came nearer and nearer. Gohan released a nervous "eep" as he felt his back hit the lockers that lined the corridor. Nowhere left to run. He tried to lean further away from the girl who didn't seem to realise exactly how close she stood. Either that or she knew just what kind of effect her presence had. Lockers chinked dangerously against each other threatening to topple.

"Well when you're done being new", the petite girl spat, her annoyance palpable musk in the air, "Maybe you'll realise that we are late and have to get to class. And now we are even later because you were with the birdies!"

She practically shouted the last words and flapped her arms in unwitting imitation. Gohan laughed nervously. Had the situation not been quite so dire it might actually have been funny. A crashing fist drove its way into the locker next to Gohan's head. Poor locker. It never hurt anyone.

The she-devil shoved herself away from the stunned demi saiyan and stalked down the hall. Woe betide the unfortunate person who crossed her path.

Gohan rubbed the back of the neck and lounged against the lockers where he'd been pressed, loud creaks the only protest. For some reason he just couldn't shake a sudden feeling of familiarity. Maybe school wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Videl stormed down the school hallway slamming locker doors as she passed. What had that stupid nerd boy been thinking? Had he wanted to die? Grr. She needed to calm down. She was just pissed because someone had stolen her crime scene that morning. It wasn't the geeks fault that he had been lost in algebra land and had accidentally knocked her down. Hopefully she hadn't scared…hang on! She froze, mouth hanging open aghast. He had knocked her, daughter of Hercule Satan, her, down? What? No way! Something wasn't right here. She knew it. There was something strange about that new boy. And more than that, it was as though she already knew him. But that was impossible. She'd never met the guy. And like he'd said. He was new! Nevertheless something was definitely up.

And she, in true Videl style, was going to find out what!

Well tada. The end. And that felt weird to write. I don't know why. A lot of it seemed to come from inside the characters heads. Anyway. That's it from me for a few weeks. Exams start on Tuesday. Wish me luck. I hope you all liked this story and hopefully I'll write something else soon.

Most importantly of all though, even if this is the end, Read and Review!

Toodles

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