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I don't own DBZ or Yugioh, so don't sue me. :)
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Summary: Basically, Gohan is in Highschool, and is class is taking a trip to……. None other then the great Domino City! Chaos IS included, believe me. Not much character bashing, if any at all.
Okeydoke? ON WITH THE STORY!
"HI, Gohan! Soooooo, how was school today?" Chichi shouted as soon as Gohan walked into the door.
"Fine, mom." He said, dropping everything he had been carrying onto the ground. Normally, he most likely wouldn't do that, but it seems Videl got a new lead, and unfortunately she was pretty close to catching him. He had to spread a few fake clues to throw her off. Chichi walked in, saw all the stuff he had dropped, and picked some of it up.
"Awwww, rough day?" She asked, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"You have no idea." Gohan muttered. Chichi smiled and said,
"Would you go help Goten, please?"
"What's he doing?" Gohan asked. Just then, a loud BANG was heard throughout the house. Gohan sighed.
"He got stuck playing hide and go seek with himself, didn't he?"
"Yep." Chichi said.
"You know, for being ½ saiyan, you would think he would be able to get himself out." She said softly, before looking at Gohan.
"Where did he hide?"
"A fort made of pans and krazy glue."
"Were the pans covered in dough?"
"Yeah, wh— Oh." Chichi said. Goten had been occupying himself by licking the cookie dough and cake dough off the pans. ((yum! Yes, that part was pointless, but it made the story longer!)) Gohan sighed.
"I'll go get him…"
Videl's POV
"Sorry I'm late! Bank robbery." I gave the quick explanation to my teacher, dropping the permission not on her desk and sliding into my seat.
"I understand, Videl." She replied quietly. I looked over at Gohan.
"Hey, look who isn't chalk white today!" I joked, punching him a little harder then intended on the arm. Like every other day, no flinching included. Ah, well. The first half hour of class passed quickly, and we were soon on the bus.
"This should be an interesting trip, eh?" I asked Erasa.
"You bet!" She replied excitedly. I looked around. Everyone was talking quickly. Gohan sat by Sharpner and a few jocks at the back, and Erasa and I sat at the front. We talked and talked, and were there in no time at all! I looked at my schedule. Apparently, we were supposed to have 'escorts', whose houses you would be staying at.
Normal POV
Everyone glanced around, wondering who their 'escort' was. Gohan and Sharpner and Videl and Erasa were all hanging out in one group, when another approached them. It consisted of a short boy with multi-color hair that defied gravity, a tall one with wild blonde hair, another tall one with brown hair in a weird cut, a sorta short girl with brown hair hanging loose, and a tall woman with long blonde hair. The tall woman stepped forward, right to Videl.
"Hi, hun. You must be Videl. I'm Mai Valentine." Then the boy with blond hair walked up to Gohan.
"You're Gohan, right?" He asked with an accent.
"Y-yeah." Gohan said quietly. The boy smiled.
"Da name's Joey Wheeler." He said. Then the other girl, with the brown hair stepped up.
"Then I guess you're Erasa? I'm Tea, Tea Gardner." She said, smiling. Sharpner looked at the other two.
"Wait, so I'm with shortie or needle-head?" He asked, head hanging. The two boys looked very offended.
"Hey! Watch who you call needle-head!" He yelled.
"Well get a dif. hair stylist!" Sharpner threw back. Videl sighed and looked at Mai.
"Please tell me he isn't with either of them." She said pleadingly.
"Nope. He is with Duke Devlin." She said, pointing at a boy just now walking up. Videl sighed. Erasa was drooling at him.
"Let's go, Mai. Erasa is going to be all over him." Videl muttered. Mai nodded and led Videl to her car. Videl jumped in, and they sped off to Mai's home. As soon as they entered, Videl's eyes were wide open. While Mai's house wasn't anywhere near as big as hers, it was 10 times nicer.
"You live here?" Videl asked almost instantly.
"Yeah. Make yourself at home, hun." Mai answered.
Okay, so how was it? I thought I did pretty well. Well, w/e. R&R! And, once again, NO FLAMES PLEASE! Just constructive criticism. Thanks!
