The first hour of the wait for Gohan and Mika went by uneventfully, but the next hour promised to hold a little more excitement. It was after all, time for lunch. They were permitted to leave a little early, to avoid the rush and the hassle that came with it as a new kid. This was welcomed by Gohan, the less contact he had with the rest of them here the better. He realised that he had thought more about contact with the public today than in the last seven years, obviously spurred on by the close proximity of a thousand or so youths. Chichi had packed two hearty dinners fit for a growing Saiyan in capsules, and the twins proceeded to take their place in the grounds of the school, behind a large tree, hopefully to be seen by a select few. The cafeteria food would not suffice. As good as it probably wasn't, it would never live up to their mother's and the meagre portions would just break them out in fits of laughter. Overall, packed lunches were the smart choice.

The bell was heard by the duo from afar, signalling the rest of the teenagers to exit their classes. They could hear the rush of students out into the fresh air and steeled themselves for what was to come. Would they be bombarded by a thousand questions from the curious, studied from afar by those not so curious or left alone completely? Mika didn't care what the others did but as for Gohan they could just stay the hell away. A few began slowly walking past them, chattering in small groups and sitting down to pass the lunch hour. A few spotted them and the two received numerous glances from both males and females, for not only their looks but also their seemingly endless supply of food that was being consumed by these two new students that could hardly go unnoticed. After about three quarters of an hour, Gohan watched a girl with fairly short, blonde hair walk past. She looked oddly familiar. Beside her saintered a tall male with ridiculous, long blonde hair that Gohan only believed existed on women. He laughed out loud at this, surprising even himself. The two turned quickly upon hearing the noise, and the girl placed a hand up to her mouth, which she then subsequently to her side. He saw her mouth the words 'oh my god' slowly, as if in a trance, stare for a few more moments and quickly turn on her heel, dragging the boy back to the building. "Weird." Was all Mika could say. Indeed it was thought Gohan. How familiar she had looked. The hair reminded him of one of the girls with that group at Capsule Corporation, he hadn't really paid attention to them, except one of course. Could it be that this was the school they had come from? Nah, what were the chances, loads of girls had hair like that? He thought nothing of it. He turned to Mika. "We should get going, the secretary said we should report to her early and our formroom teacher would take us to the room after the bell."

"Yeah, I guess so, we don't want to miss anything."

"Heaven forbid." They both rose gracefully and walked back into the building.

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"I'm telling you it was him, Videl." Erasa was dragging Videl by the arm, who was not putting up much resistance.

"Look Erasa, it's just hard to believe, you know? Too unlikely."

"I know it was him, I saw him, right there in front of me, same eyes, hair, face, everything."

"Ok, let go of me, I'll follow you to where he was, alright, and then you'll see it was just someone else, that new guy must just look a bit like him." Videl suspected Erasa had simply been having a little daydream, imagining things. It wasn't like she hadn't done it before. She herself had long since given up the hope she might one day see him again, a slightly girlish hope she wished would exit her mind completely. He was best left to her dreams. Their argument continued until they began to approach the tree and Erasa fell silent as they rounded it.

"HA!" She called, turning back to Videl with a pointed finger at the base of the tree. "There they ar-"

"Are not. No one there idiot." Videl flicked the blonde on the forehead.

"Where the hell? They were right there just a few minutes ago. Tell her Sharpener."

Sharpener, who had remained quiet up until now looked at his friend. "They were there alright, but what does it matter, it's just some guy. The girl was a lot more interesting if you ask me." He let out a low whistle at his approval of her. "Now she was something to look at."

"What about me, aren't I your girlfriend?" Erasa questioned in an annoyed tone.

"I could have any girl in this school and I'm still with you."

"Yeah right, every girl in the school. She's the only one who'll put up with you. Come on, lunch is over, back to class you two." The argument over the existence of the two was continued until they were settled by their form teacher, who afterwards left for the new students who would be joining in their class.

"You'll see Videl." Was all Erasa could see.

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The two counterparts stood patiently, after enduring more glares as they waited in the foyer. Fairly soon, a tall, balding, but young man approached them from down the corridor.

"Ah, Mika and Gohan isn't it? Heard a lot about you two already. Full marks on the examinations the both of you. Incredible." He certainly was enthusiastic. "I'm Mr Walters. Nice to meet you." He held out a hand for them both to shake. "Now, if you'll both follow me, I'll show you your lockers, right next to each other they are, and then I'll take you to our formroom, it's room 17, not too far from here." He proceeded to demonstrate the way in which the lockers worked, but seemed a bit flustered despite the simplicity. It was indeed a short distance and they halted outside the aforementioned room. "Now, I'll go in, and settle them down, quite a rowdy bunch this lot, introduce you and then you might as well come in. No need to be nervous." They both nodded and he left them out in the hall. The class quieted down as he entered.

"Nervous?"

"No." responded Gohan.

Inside the room, Mr Walters was speaking to the class. "As many of you know, we have two new students this year, twins in fact, Son Mika and Son Gohan." That name hit Videl like a tonne of bricks. Gohan was not a common name. Erasa was nudging her in the side but she sat up impassively. It couldn't be him. In a few moments this mystery would be resolved and she would be the one laughing at Erasa. "They both did incredibly well on the placement examination, both scoring 100 percent." Videl relaxed a little at this. People who looked like that never did that well academically. Well, no one did, up until now of course. "They will of course be placed in the highest sets and advanced classes, so only a few of you will work with them during the course of the year. Now in you come you two." Videl watched as the door creaked open and a strikingly beautiful girl walked in, with a natural, animalistic grace, and was drawn instantly to incredible dark eyes. Black eyes. Those same black eyes followed closely behind. Eyes that had haunted her so much of late. Her shock could not be more obvious, and her jaw gaped. All along, she had been wrong, Erasa had been right.

"See!" She hissed in Videl's ear. "I told you so."

As Gohan walked in the room he heard a few whistles at his sister from a sickeningly large number of males that he did not approve of. As he crossed the threshold his eyes were drawn instantly, in a flash, as they had done a number of months earlier, to a pair of exquisite blue eyes. They locked with each other, and he quickly caught hold of himself. How had he not seen this. The girl sat beside her was the one from earlier, and the one who had stood beside her outside the gravity room. It was so obvious now. He didn't let his eyes trail from hers, and she did the same. She seemed just as shocked as he was.

He held her gaze as Mr Walters continued. "Would you two like to introduce yourselves?" Mika looked over at Gohan who was locked in a heated staring battle with a girl whom she did not recognise. What could cause them to be looking at each other like that. He wasn't coming out of his little trance in a hurry, so she cleared her throat and began.

"This is Gohan and I am Mika. We've been homeschooled by our mother completely up until now, as we live a long way from any schools, East 429 Chik-yuu." Out of the corner of her eye she noticed how Gohan was still gazing at the girl who was gazing back, mouth open slightly. "And I'm sure we'll both enjoy school here." She turned to the teacher."

"Anything to add Gohan?"

"Not really."

"Well, we have two empty seats near each other, Mika if you would like to sit next to Erasa." The blonde raised her hand slightly. "And Gohan the one in front." They both proceeded to their seats, and Mika noticed the girl suddenly drop her eyes as they began the trek up the tiered classroom, and fumble with her hands underneath her desk. Gohan's lingered for a little longer on her pretty face.

Videl looked back at Gohan. He simply raised his eyebrows at the boy next to him in acknowledgement when he had greeted him. He wore loose jeans and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a white t-shirt underneath, and carried a sand coloured messneger bag. A look of casual indifference. In her current shocked state she was very nervous. And she never got nervous. How could this one boy make her get like this. Especially considering the fact she didn't even know him properly. He didn't even know her name. She was broken out of her thoughts when Erasa addressed her, introducing Mika.

"Hi." The girl said. Videl looked up at her. She really was astonishingly pretty. At first when she had walked into the room, Videl had struck her off as another fashion type girl, probably had an inch of make-up on. As she saw her up close she noticed she wore no cosmetics on her face at all, she didn't need them, and the clothes she considered a little too 'sluttish', for want of a better word, were not as revealing as she suspected, and in fact kept a great deal hidden, much to her approval. They were probably the type of thing she would consider wearing herself, if she didn't prefer her training clothes.

"Hi. I'm Videl." She said cheerily, jumping out of her almost mournful state. She didn't reveal her surname, this person didn't seem to recognise who she was, as Mr Satan's daughter, and she wanted to keep it that way.

"That's Videl Satan." Erasa almost silently whispered. Erasa you imbecile. A look of knowing danced across Mika's eyes, and she did something most unexpected.

"You poor dear." She remarked, amused.

"What!" It wasn't a reply that suggested she was offended, but one that suggested she was in agreement with her sentiment.

"Well, it's just that I see your father on television a heck of lot of the time, he must be away from you a lot. And, not to be offensive, but he is a tad annoying."

Videl gave a dry laugh. "Just a tad." The conversation continued onto the topic of Mr Satan's most recent television performance Mika had seen. Videl had never spoken of her father in this manner as openly as this before, as no one had dared even think of him as a complete buffoon in the way she saw him. Mika obviously had no qualms in speaking of him in this manner. She glanced down at Gohan. She had actually not thought of him since she had began speaking with Mika, something she was thankful of, she didn't want him invading her head every minute of the day. He currently had his head flat on the desk.

Gohan was busy thinking of how complicated things had become. Luckily for him the boy beside him was busy speaking to the other beside him and he was free to mull things over. He desperately wanted to turn and look at the girl whom he heard was named Videl, from the introduction given to Mika. She was talking animatedly with her, and an obvious bond was there. He wanted to get her out of his head, but was struggling. He wanted to get to know her, just to see her would be enough to satiate him, but his mind told him not to. He didn't need love or friendship and he certainly didn't want it. His heart had grown cold and nothing would warm him up, nor did he want it to. He was happy in his rut, which had been callously disrupted by his mother. If Mika struck up a friendship with her he was afraid it would mean he would be forced to see even more of her. This certainly was a confusing situation. He kept his head on his desk as they went on, comparing schedules and other nonsense normal people did. Mika and he were in a couple of the same classes as Videl. Woohoo. At least she had some brains in that pretty little head of hers. He was brought out of his reverie by the ringing of the bell in his ears and quickly strode out of the room to wait for Mika. He regretted his decision as every pupil looked at him as they passed, which he had to dismiss with an angered look of his own. Eventually she exited almost last, with Videl, the blonde Erasa and the boy with girly hair he had seen earlier. He caught Videl's eye accidentally and she quickly looked away in a nervous manner. The halls were now buzzing with students.

Videl groaned as she saw a generally hated figure of the school come striding down the hallway, flanked by a couple of males similar to him. Jaycock had been held back more times than Videl could remember and he now looked about twenty nine. "Look out for that one Mika. He doesn't have any problems with groping girls in broad daylight, nor punching their lights out. To be honest I don't know why he isn't in prison." She warned.

"It's alright, I've got Gohan." Videl glanced quickly at him. She hadn't forgotten his status as a fighter.

"Well, see you later, we're in the opposite direction to you." With that, they parted and went their separate ways. Only seconds later, Videl turned quickly as she heard a voice she didn't want to hear say what she heard.

"What do we have here. A nice pretty new girl." He drawled. He didn't seem to take notice of Gohan, who leaned up against the lockers, arms crossed. Most stopped to watch the scene that would ensue. Videl began walking back towards Mika. Maybe now was the time to sort him out.

"Out of my damned way, before you get hurt." Mika warned. She pretended to get past one way, not really trying, but Jaycock pushed her back, grabbing her in the process quite illegally. Videl watched Gohan. He just stood there with a smile on his face. What was he doing?

"Aren't you going to help her!" Videl cried to Gohan.

He looked at her with that smirk. "No, she can handle her own problems." She was shocked to say the least. It certainly didn't seem she was capable of handling this rather large problem that stood in her way.

She started forward, she was going to have to step in herself. Mika seemed to know what she was about to do however and put a hand out behind her back to stop her. "Don't interfere Videl." She stated in a cold, confident tone. In a flash, she had Jaycock pinned against the lockers, beside an unflinching Gohan who was now studying his fingernails as if a treasure map was engraved on them, uncaring of the scene beside him. Mika's forearm was below her prisoners chin, suffocating him, and a knee was embedded between his legs, raised as it had just struck in a particularly sensitive area. "Do you want a kiss?" she questioned softly. Videl was puzzled by this, but suddenly Mika gently grazed Jaycocks cheek with her lips, who mumbled incoherently. She pulled back and continued in the cold tone from earlier. "Don't ever touch me or anyone else like that again." She released his throat, and allowed him to slump against the lockers before hooking him hard across the jaw. He fell to the floor unconscious. He had really annoyed her, and had not had a chance to let her temper out on anyone for a long time. Just imagine how insane Gohan would be if he didn't kick the crap out of Vegeta every few days, she thought to herself. With a sigh, she continued on her way to cheers from the females, and wary glances form flinching males. Gohan looked over to Videl, who looked understandably awestruck. He simply shrugged his shoulders at her.

The Sons had definitely made an impact.


I should be arrested for changing character perspective so many times, it's confusing and annoying but there was no other way. I also realised I used at least three different ways of saying 'saiyan' in previous chapters, even in the same sentence! Stupid. I've decided to use Saiyan, since I'm not Japanese, and it's so much easier to write. Also, some may have noticed how Gohan's character seems to swing about a lot. That is sort of intentional, he is supposed to be a little unhinged to say the least.