It was the first Monday after that incident, and all had returned to what could be called 'normal' for Videl, Gohan and indeed the rest of the town. Gohan was no longer walking around looking far too attractive for his current social status, and Videl had not even mentioned her near death experience to anyone as of yet, even withholding the information from her father.

Currently, the blue eyed girl was silently watching her saviour and his friends as they ate their lunches, immersed in laughter. She wondered what they could possibly be laughing about, and somehow she knew that it was a damn sight more interesting than the crap her two best friends were now talking about. Hair, make-up, clothes, etcetera. The usual nonsense that she herself should also be including herself in.

The three of them all had steady boyfriends, who were now thirty feet away, tossing an American football to each other in a triangle. She looked at her own partner. God what an ass hole he was. Why had she ever agreed to go out with him all of those years ago? She just thanked her lucky stars that she hadn't yet given into the pressure put upon her in regards to sleeping with him.

She was waiting for someone special, someone that she truly cared about. She knew that she was only with him because she felt as though she should be with someone.

Someone special. Her eyes did not just flicker back to a dark eyed boy with glasses on sat on the green grass of the fields. Did they?

"Videl." A blonde girl on Videl's right hand side said, instantly snapping her from her trance.

"Yes, Erasa?"

"Why do you keep looking at that kid Gohan?" She asked, her intuition figuring out exactly who the girl had been watching after she had tired of the conversation.

"I wasn't!" She instantly refuted. Her eyes switched back to him again.

"There! You just did it again. He's good looking Videl, but you two are on distant ends of the spectrum. He's such a nerd"

"What makes you think that I like him?"

"I just know. Besides, you have a perfectly good boyfriend over there." She swished her hand about in the air, indicating over to the football player. Videl unconsciously scrunched her nose up in slight disgust at her 'boyfriend', and instantly went back to watching the one that she secretly admired.

"He saved my life the other day." She said, in a slightly dreamy voice.

"What? Who?" The other girl present, named Bella, questioned.

"Gohan. I fell out into the road, and he pulled me from the path of a car. He never even said a word." She said rather matter of a factly.

"Why didn't you tell us?" They questioned.

"I just did you idiot." At that precise moment, Gohan's eyes drifted upwards, and met her own. The laughter simply died on his lips. She offered a tentative smile, hoping for one in return, but was met by a cold glare, his eyes narrowed through the lenses of his black rimmed spectacles, almost burning with silent hatred.

She physically recoiled at the look he gave her, not relishing the seriousness of it at all. That was a bit harsh of him. She realised that years of bullying by types like her boyfriend had really taken their toll. Gohan himself had never really been a target, the bullies seemed to know that he was too strong a character to be intimidated by threats and verbal attacks on himself. What had really done the damage were the attacks to his friends.

But it wasn't like she personally had ever done anything of a serious nature to them.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the ball that her own friends were playing with fly off in their direction, the result of a wayward throw. It collided with the head of a girl sat beside Gohan, and the ones that owned it erupted in laughter. Had they done that on purpose?

"Well throw it back then!" Her boyfriend, Matthew shouted over to them, still in fits of sporadic laughter. The girl, one that Videl knew as Sam, reached out to get it, ready to toss it back, no questions asked. The look on her face made it seem as though the whole incident had been her own fault.

Gohan reached a long arm to stop her, his hand lightly wrapped around her forearm. She looked up at him, and he said something to her that Videl could neither hear, due to the distance, or lip read due to his obscured face.

She nodded, and rolled the ball to him. The three sportsmen chuckled, and one of the two blonds shouted to the dark haired boy. "Don't embarrass yourself, Son!"

Gohan stood up slowly and gracefully, taking the ball with him. A smirk was planted on his face, and his eyes settled on the one who threw it, Matthew. For a moment his eyes averted in Videl's direction before returning to their original position, dead ahead.

He raised the ball slightly, indicating that he was about to throw it. Raising it to shoulder height, he launched it towards its target. Videl could barely follow the passage of the ball as it flew through the air at tremendous speed, at a perfect height for a catch.

Matthew's arms flailed about before him as he attempted to capture the ball in his hands. The force provided from the throw hit him squarely in the chest, and knocked the wind out of him completely. He was sent sprawling onto his backside in an extremely undignified manner.

Lying a few feet back from where he had stood, he wheezed and gasped for air, dust and dirt covering his back. His two friends helped him to his feet, and he eventually regained his balance.

His eyes locked on to the one who had knocked him down, and the boy's friends that sat behind him sniggering away at his misfortune.

"Can't you even catch?" The genius mocked.

He charged forward at a fast walk, his two cronies flanking him. "You bastard, Son!"

Gohan's four friends stood quickly and made their places right beside him, while the three girls that had been watching with bated breath also moved closer to the situation.

"You wanna get your teeth knocked out?!" He shouted. The majority of the school's populus that were stood outside stopped in their activities to witness the scene unfold.

Gohan's smirk had only widened, and most people in the vicinity, his own friends included, were a bit unsure as to why. Even if he had just thrown that ball like a professional, he wouldn't stand up to three muscle bound football players, would he?