Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or its characters in any way shape or form (I think I forgot this last chapter. Oops!)

Sorry about all the typo etc. errors in the last chapter I wrote it late at night (as usual)

Kinoha: wow I feel honoured thanks:-) I fit into that category as well :D I'm 16

Ya, I'm trying to get longer chapters and this one's turning out longer. Hope you like it!

Chapter Three

"Man Chichi that was delicious!" Goku said, finishing the few remains of his dinner,

"Thanks mom!" Gohan and Goten chorused.

"Can I go out and fight now mom?" Gohan asked

"No, absolutely not, you haven't done that homework I gave you young man." Chichi glared at him."You can spar with your father in the morning."

Gohan sighed giving in. There was no way his mom would relent, she was ammoniate that he would become a scholar. At least he could look forward to an early morning spar. He sighed, pushed back his chair and after cleaning up his many dishes headed to his room. The homework his okaasan had given him was harder than anything he would ever do in school. It was at least second year university. He let out a low breath and began the task commonly called homework.

Meanwhile Goten and Goku were having a spar in the Son's spacious backyard.(A/N now that's an understatement)

"Goten," Goku said, dodging his son's blows, "You're strong, but you need vary your attacks."

"Okay otousan" Goten responded with a variety of kicks, punches and ki blasts.

"No Goten, that's too weak, I can easily deflect all your attacks."

Goten frowned, "but I'm trying my hardest. I really am."

Goku smiled and stopped fighting. "I know Goten, and your amazing for someone your age." 'Especially since you haven't seen the hardships that make you stronger.' he added silently. His revere was interrupted when Goten punched him in the face.

"Daddy? Are you ok? Goten looked worried.

"Huh? Oh it's nothing Goten, don't worry 'bout it."

The two the continued their spar. Goku patiently correcting his son's mistakes.

Inside his room Gohan growled. He couldn't stand it. It was beautiful outside and he was stuck here doing homework when he could be training. Sighing he grabbed his stack of books, some paper and headed outside. He settled down a few feet about the ground floating, his extra workbooks piled on the grass beside him. Pencil between his teeth he began to work on the advanced calculus his mother given him. Frowning in concentration, he just barely dodged a stray ki blast. He growled under his breath, and continued working. A couple minutes later he noticed two glowing golden beams coming from opposite directions heading for his head. Throwing his books to the side he blocked the two ki blasts and then sent them back in their original direction.

"Will you guys watch where your throwing those ki balls?" he yelled.

"Gohan?" Goku's voice came back to him. "Sorry about that, we'll try to be more careful."

"Gohan, hurry up and join us!"Goten added.

"Sorry squirt, I have to finish this homework."

Thankfully no more stray bolts of energy came his way and Gohan was able to finish his work without event.

HR

Gohan woke up early as usual. Unbeknownst to most he was actually up quite early but went back to bed after his morning training. He stretched his muscles then grabbed his training gi. (A/N: mmm muscles) Floating about the floor so he didn't make noise he make his way to the kitchen. He stopped a moment startled when he saw his dad sitting at the table a mountain of food covering it. Chichi however was not in sight.

"Dad? You didn't make this food did you?"

His dad laughed, "Course not. Chichi prepared it last night so we could eat and then fight."

Gohan grinned at the thoughtfulness of his mother and then dug in to the food. Minutes later it was gone and he and his otousan sat there patting their stomachs in content. Nodding at his dad's unspoken question he got up and followed his dad outside for a early morning spar.

They started out with a light spar before powering up slightly. Father and son continued to fight; power levels rising until they were close to Super Sayan II level. The rain of blows volleying from one fighter to the other were seldom interrupted except for the occasional comment of "you're a lot better Gohan" or "I though you were stronger than that Dad" Finally the two Son's floated gently to the ground. Both were sweating lightly, but wished it had gone on longer. The only injury present was a light bruise (A/N well for a sayan) on Gohan's arm.

"I guess you should be heading off to school sometime soon shouldn't you Gohan?"

Gohan sighed then yelped when he looked at his watch. "School starts in five minutes and I still have to shower! I know I can get there in fast but I'll still be late!"

"I'll tell you what Gohan, I could use instant transmission to get you there. "

Goku smiled as Gohan nodded and ran into the house to shower. A minute later a much nicer smelling Gohan ran out of the house, hair still wet and clothed in black pants and a white shirt.

"Ready" He said to his father grabbing his bag. Goku smiled and put his two fingers to his head.

They appeared in front of Orange Star High. Gohan's thanks died on his lips as his dad disappeared. I really have to learn that he thought. Using his super speed he ran to his classroom and opened the door quietly. Unluckily for him Himuro-sensei, his math teacher saw him.

"Mr. Son, late again I see. If this happens again I'm calling your mother." Gohan sighed at the last comment. Great that's all he needed.

First class flew by. Gohan, who knew everything that was being taught, tried to pay attention but ended up daydreaming about food. (A/N sayans!) Next was gym. Gym was the bane of Gohan's existence. No matter how hard he tried it always seemed that he showed his strength in some way. First it had been the baseball incident. Then he had melted the ice in hockey because he decided to see how fast he could actually skate. Today they were starting track and Gohan knew he would have a hard time keeping his strength unknown.

As a warm up they had to run 2 laps of their track. Videl was leading the class with Sharpner a close second. Gohan suppressing his power as much as he could was struggling to stay near the middle of the group. It wouldn't do any good to have 'nerd boy' be able to beat Videl, the son of the World Champion. He raised his ki to make him sweat from the heat, as he crossed the finish line. He wanted to look like he'd tried hard. Well, he had in effect, they didn't know how hard it was to hold back your power. Gohan looked around at the different track activities. There was high jump, long jump, hurdles, javelin, shot-put and discus. He thought for a moment before deciding on high jump. All he had to do was jump and he could do that easily.

Sharpner went first effortlessly clearing the high bar. Next was a guy whom Gohan didn't know, he too cleared the bar. Gohan walked quickly towards the bar (what would be considered a run to most people) and then launched himself over it as lightly as he could. He even used his ki to slow himself down. The poor ill-fated sayan's plan however, did not have it's desired effect. Instead of clearing the bar he had slowed himself too much and landed right on the metal bar. His class mates groaned and Sharpner just laughed. 'Stupid nerd' he though.

Gohan sat up with a small laugh looking at the now broken bar. Oops, he thought scratching the back of his head. I guess I shouldn't have slowed myself down that much.

"Gohan!" Videl's amazed voice came floating down the field as she ran towards him, Esra behind her. "Are you ok? That bars really heavy...WHAT THE HECK?" She looked in amazement at the broken bar.

"Looks like nerd boy's heavier than he looks." Sharpner smirked, "though I could have broken that with my bare hands."

Gohan blushed and scratched his head sheepishly. He was so stupid!

"Well," the gym teacher said, "Since there isn't an extra bar anywhere you can talk for the rest of class."

Gohan followed Sharpner, Esra and Videl to the bleachers where they sat down.

"Sooooo Gohan," Sharpner drawled, " are you really the son of Goku the former budakai champion?"

"Well, ya I am. Oh, I'm sorry I left you guys standing there the other day,"Gohan blushed, "I just haven't seen my dad in a while, he's been training."

"That's amazing Gohan ," Esra smiled silkily and latched onto his arm.

"Amazing? Why's that." Gohan looked confused.

"Because your father's the Son Goku. That's why." Videl said.

"Huh? Ya I don't see anything special about that." Gohan looked confused.

They sweatdropped and Sharpner was about to comment on Gohan's being a wimp when a familiar voice was heard.

"Hey Gohan, what's up son? You forgot your lunch you know."

Gohan looked up to see his father coming towards them. "Hey dad! Thanks so much! I'd have to fly home and get it if you hadn't brought it. "

Gohan's friends gapped. Son Goku was right in front of them!

"No problem. These your friends?"

"What? Oh ya this is Esra, Sharpner and Videl, her father's Hercule."

"Hercule huh?" Goku gave his son a look, "I'm sure your mother will be interested to hear that. "

Gohan chuckled awkwardly.

"Hey, Gohan you and your friends wouldn't mind if I ate with you would they? Chich's planning to go over to Bulma's and I know she doesn't want me and Vegita to wreck everything...Boy! Bulma was pretty mad last time." He laughed and scratched the back of his head.

"Sure thing dad! Bulma and mom can be quite scary at times, I think even Vegita is afraid of them. " Gohan grinned, "Our lunch is at 12:20."

"See ya guys then." Goku saluted and put two fingers to his head .

Videl, Esra and Sharpner nodded numbly and looked at Gohan in amazement. When they looked back to say goodbye to Goku he was gone.

Hr

Well there's another chapter. Hope it was longer. The next chappys sure going to be fun to write. :-) Ja matta.