Falling Into Darkness

A/N: OMG! The funniest thing happened at my school! We have construction going on there, and they just so happened to hit a toxic gas line, which filled the school with that gas, and we had to be evacuated! Some people had allergic reactions to it, including me, but mine wasn't as bad as some people's reactions! They had to go to hospitals all around Los Angeles, and the rest of us had to sit in the sun for hours on end. There were a whole load of helicopters, including a couple news channels. I had a lot of fun! School's not going to reopen till Thursday, Sept. 25!

So how was your Thursday?

really, I'm sorry, but since I am so tired, I just want to get this chappie over with… sorry reviewers…

Disclaimer: Ditto from last chapter.

Chapter Five

-Gohan's POV-

Ah. The sweet old smell of Capsule Corporation.

I'm hating it.

Every single blasted time I walk near my so called 'mother' she gives me these pitying looks that just blow my mind away. Why hadn't she thought of pitying me before? When my life had turned into a living hell?

FLASHBACK

"All done for today, G?" the secretary said, looking up and smiling.

'G' grumbled an affirmative. Gohan didn't want anybody looking up his real identity so he started going by the nickname 'G'. The secretary sighed. 'What a poor boy. Having to work at such a young age, at thirteen… it must be horrible…' she thought, wondering what might've happened to him.

Gohan needed money to support his Saiyan hunger, so he started working for Japan's government. At first, they refused to take him in but once they saw how he worked, they knew that they would be much better off with him. He always wore black sunglasses so nobody really suspected that he was blind. Let me rephrase that. He wore black everything just to fit his mood.

After he strode out of the high security government building, carrying his capsule briefcase, he noticed how many kids there were on the street. About four groups of 13 years, same as him, were hanging around and chatting.

Gohan observed a lot of the young teenagers, noting that they probably never had a job in their life. Then he noticed a familiar ki, and started to fast walk away. That's when she saw him.

"Gohan!" Lime yelled running to him, brown hair whipping from behind her.

Gohan groaned. He didn't need this right now. He slowly turned around and faced the girl he met a couple days before the Cell Games.

"Yes?"

"So it is you!" she cried. "Take those shades off so I can look at you! It's been over two years!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Lime," Gohan said sternly.

"Aw, come on! I wanna see your face fully!" Lime giggled, trying to take the sunglasses off him.

"Lime, stop-" but it was too late. He was pinned to the wall and Lime flipped the shades off of his eyes.

"G-Gohan?" she stuttered, staring into his eyes. His icy blue stare was off, and you can see a long thin scar stretching across both pupils.

From the back of his throat rumbled a feral snarl as he snatched his sunglasses out of her hands and walked away. Lime stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded.

END OF FLASHBACK

That was the last he saw of Lime. The meeting had been a few months after his mother and brother left him. Gohan never smiled, smirked or even lift a corner of his mouth except for talking, which he rarely did anyway. He was the more silent type, or as the people who knew him thought of him.

Gohan sat on the leather-covered couch, pondering his past, when Chichi called him into the kitchen. He frowned and walked silently to the door. 'What on Earth could she want?'

"You can't be serious."

Gohan just stared as his mother nodded.

"I'm dead serious, Gohan."

"What, you expect me to live on my own for five years and when I do come back, you make me abide to your rules! How dare you!" Gohan bellowed.

"Gohan, it's just school! You can handle that, right!" Chichi screeched back at him.

"Why do I need to go to high school! I worked for the government for Kami's sake!" Gohan yelled at the top of his voice, which cracked a little. He hadn't yelled like this for years.

"This isn't about education! This is about making friends your age!" Chichi cried. "Anyways, you can't hang around all day sparring with Vegeta! What a total waste of life!"

From far away they heard a small but angry, "I heard that!"

"How could you do this to me! Don't tell me you already signed me up!" Gohan snarled, his frozen glare placed on her ki.

"As a matter a fact, I did! All you have to do is take the test, which is right here," Chichi said while handing him the entrance exams. Gohan stared at them blankly. They were in Braille.

"Why did you go through the trouble of putting them in Braille? I can read regularly, you know. Even ink has ki. I can read if I try," her son mumbled. 'Well at least his tone of voice lowered,' Chichi thought, sighing.

"I'll come back when you're done. Don't you dare mess up on purpose, Gohan Son," she snapped as she whipped out the door. Gohan felt her ki go up the stairs then he heard a loud 'SLAM!'

Gohan growled. What a waste of time. He sped through the questions without a thought, hoping that he had missed every one of them. But he knew that wouldn't happen. That just wasn't his luck.

'Dammit.'

Gohan stared at the results of the entrance exams he was forced to do.

'Dammit again.'

How was he able to pull this one off? 100. Every single question right.

He would have to face the inevitable tomorrow. 'Oh well, it's not like my life's not already a living hell.'

Sorry for the late A/N for that last part. Started the first part but never finished. Then time went by then i realized that i never finished this chappie, so, here i am. . What a joke. I'm such a lazy bum!

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