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Responses to reviews:
First of all thanks for the reviews everyone.
SSMysticGohan: Yes this is a Gohan/Videl romance fic, give it time. I was already up to 6000 words with chapter 1 if I had to add the romance in that chapter it would be a lot longer.
Kodra: Guess you're right about the too much thinking and then saying, I'll try to watch it in part three, I'd written this chapter before I got your review.
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Life Is Strange
Saga: Strange
Chapter 2: Son Goku Is Your Father?
Videl chuckled at the looks she and Sayaman received when they entered a lunchroom across the street from the bank to have a drink.
She couldn't really blame people for being surprised, after all it wasn't every day that two famous crime-fighters walked into a lunchroom together ordering a tea and a sprite.
"Look," she said as the took their seats with the beverages, "I know we agreed not to talk about this for the next 30 minutes, but I've got to ask one thing, are you the Gold-Fighter?"
"Ok, just this once I'll answer you." Sayaman replied. "Yes I am the Gold-Fighter, but that was a disguise as well."
"But why do you need a disguise?"
"Two reasons really, one, I want people to like me because of the person I am, not because of what I can do, and two, I don't want the sort of publicity you have. I don't imagine that reporters following you all the time is any more fun than having you try to figure out who I am all the time. At least you and the reporters are only after ME when I'm Sayaman, never when I'm myself."
"I guess I see your point but I'm still going to unmask you some day mister Sayaman, and when I do, I want to have a fight with you, just to see who is stronger."
"Well, Videl, I guess we'll just have to wait and see. But let's talk about something else."
Good, Gohan thought, we've started a conversation now all I have to do is try to keep her away from the subject of who I am, I don't mind her knowing I'm the Gold-Fighter, the blond hair will probably throw her of, but the rest is private.
"So Videl," he said putting effort into keeping his fake deep voice, "how did you start fighting crime?"
"I dunno, guess it just happened. I was in a group of people that was taken hostage in a bank about 4 years ago, and I just knocked out both of the crooks, since then I guess I haven't been very afraid any more so helping the police comes naturally."
After continuing to chat with her for a while Gohan realised the thirty minutes were gone, and excused himself. After all he needed to get back to school in time.
The last hour of school passed uneventfully. Gohan had managed to make it back in time and sat there with the rest of the students as their history teacher droned on about some subject he'd already heard all about while he was still being home-schooled. Then found a place outside where he could transform without being seen and flew home. He still had homework to do this evening, as he'd spent his lunch helping Videl, but all in all it had been a pretty good day. He thought to himself, as he saw the Son house appear in view. Tomorrow was Friday so he could get a couple of days of training with Goten done after that.
He felt good about the day, Videl seemed like she needed a friend, and he'd just managed to get her two in one day. I don't know what's wrong with her, but something definitely isn't right. He thought. I guess there's something wrong at home, if that idiot father of hers has hurt her...
To Gohan own surprise a typically Saiyan growl escaped his lips as he thought about it. Am I just being protective of my friend, he thought, or is it more than that? Who knows, but I'd better not mention it too mom, the instant she hears about something like this she'll start about grandchildren.
Videl found herself in a good mood as well as she came home that night. She had liked her contact with Sayaman, rather in spite of herself, he was a bit of a dork, but seemed nice enough, and she also felt she'd made a new friend in Gohan, a cute friend at that. Stop that Videl. She thought to herself reprovingly. You know Erasa is after him, don't get in her way.
While the night passed like any other at the son house, with the boys training some after dinner before Goten went to bed and Gohan started on his homework, at Videl's house something very unusual was happening, Videl and her father were talking with each other during dinner.
At least Videl was trying to talk to her father, who for the most part seemed to be talking past her to some imaginary excited listener.
"Dad." Said Videl, as she was busy cutting up her stake. "Is it okay if I have a party here next weekend, since you'll be away on a business trip." Sleeping with a bimbo is more like it, she added cynically in thought.
"What did you say pumpkin." He said not really listening to her as usual.
"I asked if I could have a party."
"Sure honey, you can have whatever you want, I always get my baby what makes her happy."
Great one dad, Videl thought, what TV interview are you planning to use that in, or what bimbo are you planning to use that on.
The rest of dinner past with her dad talking about his usual subject, his own glorious past, while Videl didn't eat much for fear of vomiting as a result of having to listen to her father's stories.
At some point she just shoved a way her plate and gave a wink to Mary, the housemaid, signalling her that she'd like some food in her room later. Mary nodded very slightly, signalling that she understood. This was a little code between the two of that that had stood the test of time.
The next day Gohan arrived for school just in time, sliding down into his seat just before their first teacher of the day arrived. At lunchtime he walked outside with Videl Erasa and Sharpner. He still couldn't believe how much Sharpner seemed to have changed almost overnight. As if a whole false persona had been washed away. He still made jokes about Gohan being a nerd or a geek and things like that, but there was a different tone to them. They were friendly jokes meant to laugh with a person rather than at him.
They stood together in the sun, eating their lunch.
"Gee Gohan." Sharpner exclaimed as they unpacked their food. "You sure eat a lot for such a little guy."
"I'm not that small." Gohan replied. "And I just don't seem to fill up on less."
With that said he began to wolf down his ten sandwiches for that day, not at the sort of super pace at which he had torn through his lunch the day before, but at enough of a pace to make the other's stare in disbelief as he averaged 2 sandwiches a minute, doing nothing but eating for 5 minutes.
"What are you guys looking at?" He asked after finishing the last sandwich, noticing the three others staring at him with their mouths open and their eyes grown to huge proportions.
Videl was the first to shake herself out of the amazed stupor that had set in at watching Gohan 'eat'. Inhale his food is more like it. Videl thought to herself.
"Sorry Gohan." She said. "It's just that we, well I certainly, have never seen anyone eat like that."
"Oh." Said Gohan, with a somewhat confused expression, scratching the back of his head with his hand. "I was just hungry, I hadn't eaten since breakfast."
//Does that sound too much like Goku? Ah, it runs in the family.
"Well, all I can say is you've got one hell of an appetite." Erasa giggled as she started slowly pecking at her own sandwiches in small bites.
Sharpner just shook his head in amazement before returning to his lunch. Videl herself also resumed eating, she set a somewhat higher pace than the other two, though she couldn't get anywhere close to Gohan's.
When she'd finished her sandwiches, she turned to the other three to see that Sharpner and Erasa were just finishing also.
"Okay guys, I've got an invitation for you. My dad's going on a business trip this weekend." She hoped none of them had heard the sarcasm in her voice at those words, though she despised her dad's little flings, she didn't want them to become public knowledge. "So he's allowing me to have a little party, and you're all invited."
"Wow. Great." Exclaimed both Erasa and Sharpner.
"Yeah sounds great Videl." Gohan said. "Is there a dress code?"
Erasa and Sharpner about fell over at that text.
"Not really." Videl said. "The dress code is that all guests are required to wear clothes. Though you might want to wear something comfortable, and if you'd like to train or something, bring a gi if you have one."
"Okay, I'll have to ask my mom, but I'm sure it'll be ok."
"You have to ask your mom if you can go to a party?" Sharpner asked, looking stunned.
"Not so much the party," Gohan replied, "but you're forgetting I have to travel 500 miles to get here."
"Yeah that would make a difference."
"Okay Gohan," Videl said taken a piece of paper and jotting something down, "here's my number. Call me to tell me if you can make it."
"No fair." Sharpner called. "You never gave me your number."
"That's because you never needed it Sharpner."
"Guess you're right about that."
That evening during dinner Gohan brought up the party invitation. After some talk the party had, been set to begin Saturday at five, and then to continue for the rest of the evening, including dinner around six. Videl had said something about wanting to invite someone besides the three of them, so Gohan was dying to go, just to find out who this mystery guest would be.
"Come on mom." He almost whined giving her his innocent and pleading look. "Please can I go?"
He could see in her eyes that she was debating the issue. On the one hand she was impressed that her Gohan was being invited to a party at such an expensive place. But on the other hand her loathing for mister Satan, though that didn't extend to Videl, did extend to her son being in his house.
"Come on." Gohan urged again. "Videl's dad won't be there and I promise I won't let anything slip. Please." Time for my final weapon thought Gohan, going from the normal innocent and pleading look to the big sad puppy-dog eyes that Goten was just beginning to master as well. Over the years Gohan had found that a promise to study combined with the puppy-dog look, could get him almost anything he wanted from his mom. "I've done my homework already mom. Please can I go."
Chi-Chi let out a sigh and Gohan knew he'd won.
"All right mister you can go. But on your way there you're going to drop off Goten at the Capsule Corp building in Western Capitol so he can spend the night with Trunks. Dende knows I could use a free night."
"Okay, mom, I'd be happy to drop him off."
Directly afterwards he called Videl.
"Satan residence." A voice that just had to be a butler said.
"Uhm, yes hi, uhm, my name is Gohan, I'm calling for Videl."
"Just a moment sir, I'll see if the mistress is available."
A few moments silence on the line and then.
"Hey Gohan."
"Hey Videl."
"So can you come?"
"Yeah, I'll be there, five sharp."
"Good. I hope you didn't have a hard time getting to talk to me."
"No, why would I have?"
"Well, Jeffrey can be rather up-tight, he's my father's butler, so thank goodness he'll be accompanying my father on his business trip."
"Why thank goodness?"
"Well can you imagine having a party with a stiff around, I mean it's in the tone of his voice, you must have noticed."
"I did detect some dullness yes."
"Dull is a polite word for it, he's known by me, and some other staff-members as the curse of the walking dead. That's how boring he is."
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow Videl.
"Yeah, bye."
And with that Gohan hung up the phone.
A few hours later around eight in the evening Gohan was watching TV when suddenly the program was interrupted by a special news bulletin.
"And now a live news-flash from Satan-City." The announcer said. "Just moment's ago a group of unknown criminals entered Satan-City jail by force. It is not known at this time who these men are, but some of our sources on the street tell us that they may be connected to the red-shark gang. The gang was captured leader and all just a few days ago, and it seems that their allies are trying to do something about it. And now over to Jill who is near the scene with the police department spokesman."
"Why thank you Bob." Jill said. "I'm standing here with Tim Johnson, spokesman for the Satan-City police. Could you tell me mister Johnson, what's happening?"
"Well, we're not sure ourselves at this time. For a moment it seemed to good to be true, criminals doing their best to get into jail, but when they opened fire on the guards we knew it wasn't as good as it seemed."
Gohan had jumped up from his seat the instant the bulletin started and was sprinting outside fast as the police spokesman prepared to say something else. Videl would go there he was sure of it, and in a situation like this, she would certainly be able to use the help of the Great-Sayaman.
He hit the button on his watch to transform and powered up, preparing to fly there at maximum speed.
I'm gonna need all the help I can get in getting there. He thought as he took off, fortunately dad thought me this. "Kaioken times 30." He shouted.
Immediately his speed and strength increased dramatically, not as much as they would have if he'd become a Super-Saiyan, but doing the latter might give things away, for now he didn't want that.
As Gohan took of from the son residence 500 miles away from the scene, Videl got into her copter only three short miles away. I wonder if he's going to show up. She thought as she took off and turned towards the prison, with something this big I bet he will.
She was right, just after she'd arrived at the scene, as she was setting down her jet-copter the now familiar, and both hated and loved shape in green and red appeared next to her.
"Hello, miss Videl."
Oh, please buddy I can tell that voice is fake what are you hiding.
"Hey there Sayaman."
"I think this job is big enough for both of us."
"You could be right, if they've gotten to some cell-block I'm betting there'll be plenty of bad-guys to go around."
"Well then, let's go in."
Rather than capsulating the jet-copter she left it standing there, it was under police protection so no worries about that. She took a look at the building to get her bearings ahead of the time and then ran inside along with Sayaman who'd waited for her.
The only cellblock the crooks had been able to open the doors on was in the low security section. A steel door that had been closed by guards before they abandoned the building was still holding back the crooks, one of whom was now busy with some sort of explosives trying to blow it.
The inmates from the opened cell-block had clearly been meant to serve as a distraction, but they weren't very effective, Videl and Sayaman simply made their way through the lot of them, as if the whole thing was a martial arts exercise, every movement a chop or kick knocking out one of the freed crooks. One of the convicts was actually still in his cell. When Sayaman set his visor on the man Videl could see him crawl back in fear.
"Please don't hurt me sir." The man pleaded, he looked like someone who'd just made a mistake, possibly embezzlement or fraude, not a perpetrator of violent crimes like the rest of the guys. "Please don't hurt me." He repeated. "I've almost done my time, I'll get out tomorrow."
Videl was watching the scene unfold. There were still a few men standing, waiting nervously between them and the gang of new villains, so she had time. They weren't going to do anything, and the dangerous group, the only ones there with firearms, weren't going to shoot their own friends.
Sayaman seemed to be in debate with himself on what to do, and finally simply shut the man's cell-door. Twisting its outside against the next bar so it couldn't be opened.
"Go tomorrow." He said in that ridiculous deep voice. "Justice will have been served."
He looked at Videl with a smile on his face and she suddenly realised what made them so a like, he didn't like fighting out side of training, what he liked was serving justice, the same way she did.
"Let's go get them." Was all he said.
They ran forward again, side by side, she struck one crook with her right hand, and then kicked another while he dealt with two more in similar fashion. That dispensed of the last freed crooks, all that was left of them was a corridor filled with moaning, semi-conscious criminals.
Now however Videl found herself faced with one of the few things she wouldn't be able to defend herself against, two machine-guns were pointing at them. The two of the crooks were holding them while the two others had their pistols ready but were still focused on the door.
Sayaman bent to the side, whispering in her ear: "You take the one on the left I'll get the one on the right, then we'll go together against the two by the door, move the instant I disarm them."
He phased as she called it for herself disappearing and then reappearing between the two machineguns, hands out at his sides bending both guns in one simple gesture.
She immediately sprang forward, kicking the guy on the left in the face, as Sayaman delivered a chop to the man on the right, and then yanked the pistols away from the two remaining crooks before the could even turn. Videl again launched into one with a kick, and Sayaman too opted to kick his, a huge man that as Videl saw on closer inspection looked like he could be a brother of the red-shark-gang's leader.
"Well." Videl said as she looked down to see some blood flowing from the face of her victim. "That was fun, we should do that more often."
This girl sure has a weird notion of fun. Gohan thought. Better watch myself at the party tomorrow.
"Yes miss. And now I shall leave you." He said in his deep Sayaman voice.
"Hey, wait a sec." Videl called after him. Gohan cringed in spite of himself.
"What is it miss?"
"I'm having a party tomorrow, around five, you're invited, I'm sure you can find the mansion."
"Okay, miss, I'll be there."
God Gohan what have you gotten yourself into now. He thought to himself as he walked out of the building throwing the still knocked out crooks into cells along the way. How on earth are you going to be at Videl's party twice at the same time?
He didn't head straight for the 439 mountain area. But instead headed for Piccolo's old place.
The dessert where he'd trained when he was young. There was still a ditch there that once was a mountain, the first time he'd ever blown up a sizable object.
Several other large scars on the landscape, the result of his first Oozaru transformation. Just a little distance away it looked like a war-zone, which in a way it was, it was where he together with Piccolo and the other Z fighters had waited for Goku when Vegeta and Nappa had arrived.
It was still one of his most painful memories, not being able to move for fear, seeing Piccolo die to save him. But a lot had been compensated when Piccolo returned.
That was the problem with the other loss that hurt him worst, his dad dieing in the fight with Cell. It had been Gohan's fault, if he'd just finished it at once his dad wouldn't have had to stop Cell from blowing up the world.
But even there one thing did make it less of a problem, they'd been in a position where they could go to get Goku back, and he'd said no for himself.
The area as always had a calming effect on Gohan, even though it was laden with memories he didn't feel them. He felt at home here in a strange way, like in the 439 area, except there was no Chi-Chi to yell at him here.
He sighed. "Now this is a new problem." He said talking to himself. "I've heard of people wanting to be in two places at the same time, but I must be the first person who wants to be in the same place twice at the same time."
Now. He continued in silent thought. If I were Piccolo that wouldn't be a problem, I could just do a split-form. But the split-form relies in part on Namek physiology and it's regenerative abilities, so I can't do that. Tien's multiform technique I might be able to do. I've never tried before but I've seen it done, by Krillin, Tien and Cell.
But the multiform won't work here either. All the bodies still share a single consciousness. So they'll all answer to a question that's directed at just one of them. I'd have to run out of the room every time my other half got asked a question.
The only hope I have is trying to combine the two techniques. Doing a multiform, but splitting my thoughts. Let's try this.
He brought his hands up in the multi-form gesture.
"Multi-form"
Soon there were two of him standing there. The technique wanted to go on to three, but Gohan stopped it in time.
"Good." Both Gohan's said as the thought came to both at the same time.
Both sat in the air meditating not unlike Piccolo, at the same time they looked at each other and said: "Split thoughts."
Suddenly both of their minds became clear. They were just a single mind in a single body now, but each could sense that he was telepathically linked to the other.
"Nice technique kid." Came a voice from behind them.
Both turned to see Piccolo.
"But there's one problem with it." The green guy continued. "I don't think it'll last much beyond an hour."
"That should be enough." One Gohan said thoughtfully.
"Yeah." The other said. "The Sayaman half will leave after about an hour and then Gohan will go to the bathroom or something so we can reintegrate."
"What are you talking about?" Piccolo asked.
"Well you see..." Both Gohans began at the same time, stopping when they heard each other.
"Please reintegrate before we start a conversation." Piccolo said.
"Okay," both said, "reintegrate." Immediately the two of them moved together and over each other to leave only one standing there.
"Good." Said Piccolo. "Now you were saying."
"Well Piccolo, it's like this ..." Gohan said, explaining all about the party.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon the next day and Gohan was flying around looking for Goten. He concentrated on his little brother's Ki and soon found him and the Nimbus at Toto's nest. It looked like Goten was just getting a good licking from Choby, and even though they were dinosaurs Gohan could have sworn that Toto and his wife were smiling the same way he was at the sight.
"Come on, squirt." He yelled at his happy little brother. "We have to get your bags and leave or you're gonna be late for you sleep-over at Capsule Corp."
"Okay." Goten yelled, giving Choby a good-bye hug and hopping on the Nimbus. "Let's go."
The boys had soon raced home and then took off again. Heading slightly more to the south than Gohan usually would so they would pass Satan City, to go to the Western Capitol and CC headquarters before Gohan would swing back to go to Videl's party.
The trip to CC headquarters took 45 minutes, as they were limited to the speed of the Nimbus. When they arrived Trunks was outside waving and Goten immediately hopped down to join his best friend and partner in crime, well mischief anyway.
"Hey Trunks." Gohan said as he landed, he knew he'd need less than five minutes to get to Videl's mansion so he still had some time. "Where are your parents?"
"I'm here." Vegeta's familiar growl came from behind him, and Gohan noticed that the Saiyan prince who had just come around the turn of the house into his view appeared to be mowing the lawn with Ki blasts. "The woman is out shopping, and she's making me mow the lawn and baby sit the two brats for a while."
"Still better than sleeping on the couch eh, Vegeta." Gohan said with a grin.
"Watch your mouth spawn of Kakarot. The only reason I agreed is because it's better than going shopping with her. I believe there is a children's book about shopping with her. It's called The Never Ending Story."
//Suggestion by my sister, The Never Ending Store. Thought I should give you both options here.
Gohan could barely contain his laughter was Vegeta actually making a joke, the hard as stone cold as ice prince of Saiyans was kidding?
About ten minutes after that incident, still shocked at Vegeta's joke, Gohan landed in a small park in the neighbourhood where Videl lived. He quickly split and then Gohan made sure that he was invisible while transforming out of his costume while Sayaman took to the sky again and headed for the party.
Two minutes later they met up again. Sayaman was standing out side the front door of the Satan mansion while Gohan came walking up the garden path, to meet him, as they both waited.
A few seconds after Gohan's arrival the door was opened by Videl herself.
"Hey guys, come on in." She said with a smile. "I'm glad you could make it."
"Thanks," Sayaman said, "But I'm afraid I won't be able to stay long. Just about an hour or so."
"Ah well. At least Gohan here will be staying the entire evening, do you two know each other by the way?"
"Yeah," Gohan said, "we've met."
"When?" Asked Videl.
"I'm afraid that will have to remain a secret." Sayaman cut in. "Gohan gave me his word he wouldn't tell anyone and I expect him to keep it."
Videl looked puzzled for a while but then she showed them into the house.
Hmm. Videl thought as she guided her two newly arrived guests upstairs to the rec-room, so called because it was for recreational activities. Could this have something to do with what Gohan seems to be hiding, it almost seems as if he knows Sayaman better than I do, yet I've never seen Sayaman really talk to anyone, except for the time we had a drink together.
"Here we are." She said as she pushed open the door to the rec-room, letting them enter. "The rec-room. Let me make some introductions, Sharpner, Erasa this is Sayaman, Sayaman this is Sharpner and Erasa."
"Wow." Sharpner exclaimed. "So this is your mystery guest."
"Yeah." Videl replied. "He can't stay long though, only about an hour."
Soon they were all chatting nicely but no matter how Videl and the other's tried, they couldn't seem to get anything out of Sayaman. He just didn't seem to have a weakness in his verbal defence to all their off-hand sounding questions.
What they of course didn't realise was that Gohan though he did ask some questions himself, warned Sayaman telepathically if things looked like they might be getting out of hand. Erasa tried first but her question: "So what does you dad do?" Was easy to spot.
Videl had a rather more sly approach starting a series of question about how a technique that he used worked. Never straying into the unusual techniques like the super-speed or the bending of guns, but a special style of chop, or something like that. Then she'd continue on the details and finally she'd try to get him to tell her where he'd learned it.
Sharpner wasn't very good at this game, just like Erasa, his attempt at an inconspicuous question sounded like a pick-up line: "So where are you from originally?"
With the cross-examination the time passed quickly and after 55 minutes Sayaman announced that he had to leave.
After they all said good-bye to him, even Gohan who felt a bit silly doing it, but had to as the others would think it strange otherwise. He left flying off, only to, enter the open backdoor at super-speed and run to the bathroom so quickly he was invisible, just like he and Gohan had planned it telepathically.
Gohan excused himself a while later, saying he wanted to wash his hands before dinner.
The plan went perfectly, in the bathroom Sayaman had already changed back into Gohan, just to be sure there would be no strange clothing effects from the reintegration, and they integrated in just a few second. Gohan actually did wash his hands. And then joined the others downstairs in the dining room for Pizza.
After dinner Gohan discovered that Videl had a new plan. She hadn't managed to get anything out of Sayaman, but it seemed as if Sayaman knew Gohan. So maybe she could get something out of him.
"Say Gohan, how did you get to know Sayaman?"
"He told you, that's a secret."
"Come on, at least tell me one thing, do you know who he is under that helmet?"
"I've never discovered." Gohan answered. Happy that he didn't have to lie, he had never discovered Sayaman's identity, he'd known all along.
"There is more to you than meets the eye, Son Gohan." Videl said.
All of a sudden Sharpner interjected.
"Your family name is Son?"
Gohan simply nodded.
"You wouldn't happen to be related to Son Goku, the winner of the 23rd world martial arts tournament."
"He's my dad." Gohan simply stated as the three others look at him in silent amazement. Finally the silence was broken as Videl let out a scream.
"THE SON GOKU IS YOUR FATHER!?"
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Closing notes.
Well they like each other, they just don't know it yet. And what will Videl think about Gohan now that she know who his father is. Will she find out the true identity of Sayaman, find out, next time on Life Is Strange.
These first two chapters have come out at an incredible pace, but I don't think I'll keep that up. It'll probably take a couple of days at least before I have another chapter. I have an idea for the opening scene for the next chapter but I'm not to sure after that, except that Videl will discover that Gohan is the Great-Sayaman, and I've also decided already how she will discover. But the rest is pretty open right now. Maybe Bulma and Vegeta, along with Trunks, will make more appearances, maybe just Trunks and Goten, causing mayhem. I'll have to think about it. Suggestions are welcome but may be ignored if they don't fit in the story.
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Disclaimer: DBZ isn't mine, Gohan is, well in my dreams he is at any rate.
Anything between /* and */ is just me budding in, so is anything after // up until the next hard return.
For those of you that realised or were wondering, I'm trying to learn to program in C++ as a hobby, that's the origin of the commentary codes.
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Responses to reviews:
First of all thanks for the reviews everyone.
SSMysticGohan: Yes this is a Gohan/Videl romance fic, give it time. I was already up to 6000 words with chapter 1 if I had to add the romance in that chapter it would be a lot longer.
Kodra: Guess you're right about the too much thinking and then saying, I'll try to watch it in part three, I'd written this chapter before I got your review.
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Life Is Strange
Saga: Strange
Chapter 2: Son Goku Is Your Father?
Videl chuckled at the looks she and Sayaman received when they entered a lunchroom across the street from the bank to have a drink.
She couldn't really blame people for being surprised, after all it wasn't every day that two famous crime-fighters walked into a lunchroom together ordering a tea and a sprite.
"Look," she said as the took their seats with the beverages, "I know we agreed not to talk about this for the next 30 minutes, but I've got to ask one thing, are you the Gold-Fighter?"
"Ok, just this once I'll answer you." Sayaman replied. "Yes I am the Gold-Fighter, but that was a disguise as well."
"But why do you need a disguise?"
"Two reasons really, one, I want people to like me because of the person I am, not because of what I can do, and two, I don't want the sort of publicity you have. I don't imagine that reporters following you all the time is any more fun than having you try to figure out who I am all the time. At least you and the reporters are only after ME when I'm Sayaman, never when I'm myself."
"I guess I see your point but I'm still going to unmask you some day mister Sayaman, and when I do, I want to have a fight with you, just to see who is stronger."
"Well, Videl, I guess we'll just have to wait and see. But let's talk about something else."
Good, Gohan thought, we've started a conversation now all I have to do is try to keep her away from the subject of who I am, I don't mind her knowing I'm the Gold-Fighter, the blond hair will probably throw her of, but the rest is private.
"So Videl," he said putting effort into keeping his fake deep voice, "how did you start fighting crime?"
"I dunno, guess it just happened. I was in a group of people that was taken hostage in a bank about 4 years ago, and I just knocked out both of the crooks, since then I guess I haven't been very afraid any more so helping the police comes naturally."
After continuing to chat with her for a while Gohan realised the thirty minutes were gone, and excused himself. After all he needed to get back to school in time.
The last hour of school passed uneventfully. Gohan had managed to make it back in time and sat there with the rest of the students as their history teacher droned on about some subject he'd already heard all about while he was still being home-schooled. Then found a place outside where he could transform without being seen and flew home. He still had homework to do this evening, as he'd spent his lunch helping Videl, but all in all it had been a pretty good day. He thought to himself, as he saw the Son house appear in view. Tomorrow was Friday so he could get a couple of days of training with Goten done after that.
He felt good about the day, Videl seemed like she needed a friend, and he'd just managed to get her two in one day. I don't know what's wrong with her, but something definitely isn't right. He thought. I guess there's something wrong at home, if that idiot father of hers has hurt her...
To Gohan own surprise a typically Saiyan growl escaped his lips as he thought about it. Am I just being protective of my friend, he thought, or is it more than that? Who knows, but I'd better not mention it too mom, the instant she hears about something like this she'll start about grandchildren.
Videl found herself in a good mood as well as she came home that night. She had liked her contact with Sayaman, rather in spite of herself, he was a bit of a dork, but seemed nice enough, and she also felt she'd made a new friend in Gohan, a cute friend at that. Stop that Videl. She thought to herself reprovingly. You know Erasa is after him, don't get in her way.
While the night passed like any other at the son house, with the boys training some after dinner before Goten went to bed and Gohan started on his homework, at Videl's house something very unusual was happening, Videl and her father were talking with each other during dinner.
At least Videl was trying to talk to her father, who for the most part seemed to be talking past her to some imaginary excited listener.
"Dad." Said Videl, as she was busy cutting up her stake. "Is it okay if I have a party here next weekend, since you'll be away on a business trip." Sleeping with a bimbo is more like it, she added cynically in thought.
"What did you say pumpkin." He said not really listening to her as usual.
"I asked if I could have a party."
"Sure honey, you can have whatever you want, I always get my baby what makes her happy."
Great one dad, Videl thought, what TV interview are you planning to use that in, or what bimbo are you planning to use that on.
The rest of dinner past with her dad talking about his usual subject, his own glorious past, while Videl didn't eat much for fear of vomiting as a result of having to listen to her father's stories.
At some point she just shoved a way her plate and gave a wink to Mary, the housemaid, signalling her that she'd like some food in her room later. Mary nodded very slightly, signalling that she understood. This was a little code between the two of that that had stood the test of time.
The next day Gohan arrived for school just in time, sliding down into his seat just before their first teacher of the day arrived. At lunchtime he walked outside with Videl Erasa and Sharpner. He still couldn't believe how much Sharpner seemed to have changed almost overnight. As if a whole false persona had been washed away. He still made jokes about Gohan being a nerd or a geek and things like that, but there was a different tone to them. They were friendly jokes meant to laugh with a person rather than at him.
They stood together in the sun, eating their lunch.
"Gee Gohan." Sharpner exclaimed as they unpacked their food. "You sure eat a lot for such a little guy."
"I'm not that small." Gohan replied. "And I just don't seem to fill up on less."
With that said he began to wolf down his ten sandwiches for that day, not at the sort of super pace at which he had torn through his lunch the day before, but at enough of a pace to make the other's stare in disbelief as he averaged 2 sandwiches a minute, doing nothing but eating for 5 minutes.
"What are you guys looking at?" He asked after finishing the last sandwich, noticing the three others staring at him with their mouths open and their eyes grown to huge proportions.
Videl was the first to shake herself out of the amazed stupor that had set in at watching Gohan 'eat'. Inhale his food is more like it. Videl thought to herself.
"Sorry Gohan." She said. "It's just that we, well I certainly, have never seen anyone eat like that."
"Oh." Said Gohan, with a somewhat confused expression, scratching the back of his head with his hand. "I was just hungry, I hadn't eaten since breakfast."
//Does that sound too much like Goku? Ah, it runs in the family.
"Well, all I can say is you've got one hell of an appetite." Erasa giggled as she started slowly pecking at her own sandwiches in small bites.
Sharpner just shook his head in amazement before returning to his lunch. Videl herself also resumed eating, she set a somewhat higher pace than the other two, though she couldn't get anywhere close to Gohan's.
When she'd finished her sandwiches, she turned to the other three to see that Sharpner and Erasa were just finishing also.
"Okay guys, I've got an invitation for you. My dad's going on a business trip this weekend." She hoped none of them had heard the sarcasm in her voice at those words, though she despised her dad's little flings, she didn't want them to become public knowledge. "So he's allowing me to have a little party, and you're all invited."
"Wow. Great." Exclaimed both Erasa and Sharpner.
"Yeah sounds great Videl." Gohan said. "Is there a dress code?"
Erasa and Sharpner about fell over at that text.
"Not really." Videl said. "The dress code is that all guests are required to wear clothes. Though you might want to wear something comfortable, and if you'd like to train or something, bring a gi if you have one."
"Okay, I'll have to ask my mom, but I'm sure it'll be ok."
"You have to ask your mom if you can go to a party?" Sharpner asked, looking stunned.
"Not so much the party," Gohan replied, "but you're forgetting I have to travel 500 miles to get here."
"Yeah that would make a difference."
"Okay Gohan," Videl said taken a piece of paper and jotting something down, "here's my number. Call me to tell me if you can make it."
"No fair." Sharpner called. "You never gave me your number."
"That's because you never needed it Sharpner."
"Guess you're right about that."
That evening during dinner Gohan brought up the party invitation. After some talk the party had, been set to begin Saturday at five, and then to continue for the rest of the evening, including dinner around six. Videl had said something about wanting to invite someone besides the three of them, so Gohan was dying to go, just to find out who this mystery guest would be.
"Come on mom." He almost whined giving her his innocent and pleading look. "Please can I go?"
He could see in her eyes that she was debating the issue. On the one hand she was impressed that her Gohan was being invited to a party at such an expensive place. But on the other hand her loathing for mister Satan, though that didn't extend to Videl, did extend to her son being in his house.
"Come on." Gohan urged again. "Videl's dad won't be there and I promise I won't let anything slip. Please." Time for my final weapon thought Gohan, going from the normal innocent and pleading look to the big sad puppy-dog eyes that Goten was just beginning to master as well. Over the years Gohan had found that a promise to study combined with the puppy-dog look, could get him almost anything he wanted from his mom. "I've done my homework already mom. Please can I go."
Chi-Chi let out a sigh and Gohan knew he'd won.
"All right mister you can go. But on your way there you're going to drop off Goten at the Capsule Corp building in Western Capitol so he can spend the night with Trunks. Dende knows I could use a free night."
"Okay, mom, I'd be happy to drop him off."
Directly afterwards he called Videl.
"Satan residence." A voice that just had to be a butler said.
"Uhm, yes hi, uhm, my name is Gohan, I'm calling for Videl."
"Just a moment sir, I'll see if the mistress is available."
A few moments silence on the line and then.
"Hey Gohan."
"Hey Videl."
"So can you come?"
"Yeah, I'll be there, five sharp."
"Good. I hope you didn't have a hard time getting to talk to me."
"No, why would I have?"
"Well, Jeffrey can be rather up-tight, he's my father's butler, so thank goodness he'll be accompanying my father on his business trip."
"Why thank goodness?"
"Well can you imagine having a party with a stiff around, I mean it's in the tone of his voice, you must have noticed."
"I did detect some dullness yes."
"Dull is a polite word for it, he's known by me, and some other staff-members as the curse of the walking dead. That's how boring he is."
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow Videl.
"Yeah, bye."
And with that Gohan hung up the phone.
A few hours later around eight in the evening Gohan was watching TV when suddenly the program was interrupted by a special news bulletin.
"And now a live news-flash from Satan-City." The announcer said. "Just moment's ago a group of unknown criminals entered Satan-City jail by force. It is not known at this time who these men are, but some of our sources on the street tell us that they may be connected to the red-shark gang. The gang was captured leader and all just a few days ago, and it seems that their allies are trying to do something about it. And now over to Jill who is near the scene with the police department spokesman."
"Why thank you Bob." Jill said. "I'm standing here with Tim Johnson, spokesman for the Satan-City police. Could you tell me mister Johnson, what's happening?"
"Well, we're not sure ourselves at this time. For a moment it seemed to good to be true, criminals doing their best to get into jail, but when they opened fire on the guards we knew it wasn't as good as it seemed."
Gohan had jumped up from his seat the instant the bulletin started and was sprinting outside fast as the police spokesman prepared to say something else. Videl would go there he was sure of it, and in a situation like this, she would certainly be able to use the help of the Great-Sayaman.
He hit the button on his watch to transform and powered up, preparing to fly there at maximum speed.
I'm gonna need all the help I can get in getting there. He thought as he took off, fortunately dad thought me this. "Kaioken times 30." He shouted.
Immediately his speed and strength increased dramatically, not as much as they would have if he'd become a Super-Saiyan, but doing the latter might give things away, for now he didn't want that.
As Gohan took of from the son residence 500 miles away from the scene, Videl got into her copter only three short miles away. I wonder if he's going to show up. She thought as she took off and turned towards the prison, with something this big I bet he will.
She was right, just after she'd arrived at the scene, as she was setting down her jet-copter the now familiar, and both hated and loved shape in green and red appeared next to her.
"Hello, miss Videl."
Oh, please buddy I can tell that voice is fake what are you hiding.
"Hey there Sayaman."
"I think this job is big enough for both of us."
"You could be right, if they've gotten to some cell-block I'm betting there'll be plenty of bad-guys to go around."
"Well then, let's go in."
Rather than capsulating the jet-copter she left it standing there, it was under police protection so no worries about that. She took a look at the building to get her bearings ahead of the time and then ran inside along with Sayaman who'd waited for her.
The only cellblock the crooks had been able to open the doors on was in the low security section. A steel door that had been closed by guards before they abandoned the building was still holding back the crooks, one of whom was now busy with some sort of explosives trying to blow it.
The inmates from the opened cell-block had clearly been meant to serve as a distraction, but they weren't very effective, Videl and Sayaman simply made their way through the lot of them, as if the whole thing was a martial arts exercise, every movement a chop or kick knocking out one of the freed crooks. One of the convicts was actually still in his cell. When Sayaman set his visor on the man Videl could see him crawl back in fear.
"Please don't hurt me sir." The man pleaded, he looked like someone who'd just made a mistake, possibly embezzlement or fraude, not a perpetrator of violent crimes like the rest of the guys. "Please don't hurt me." He repeated. "I've almost done my time, I'll get out tomorrow."
Videl was watching the scene unfold. There were still a few men standing, waiting nervously between them and the gang of new villains, so she had time. They weren't going to do anything, and the dangerous group, the only ones there with firearms, weren't going to shoot their own friends.
Sayaman seemed to be in debate with himself on what to do, and finally simply shut the man's cell-door. Twisting its outside against the next bar so it couldn't be opened.
"Go tomorrow." He said in that ridiculous deep voice. "Justice will have been served."
He looked at Videl with a smile on his face and she suddenly realised what made them so a like, he didn't like fighting out side of training, what he liked was serving justice, the same way she did.
"Let's go get them." Was all he said.
They ran forward again, side by side, she struck one crook with her right hand, and then kicked another while he dealt with two more in similar fashion. That dispensed of the last freed crooks, all that was left of them was a corridor filled with moaning, semi-conscious criminals.
Now however Videl found herself faced with one of the few things she wouldn't be able to defend herself against, two machine-guns were pointing at them. The two of the crooks were holding them while the two others had their pistols ready but were still focused on the door.
Sayaman bent to the side, whispering in her ear: "You take the one on the left I'll get the one on the right, then we'll go together against the two by the door, move the instant I disarm them."
He phased as she called it for herself disappearing and then reappearing between the two machineguns, hands out at his sides bending both guns in one simple gesture.
She immediately sprang forward, kicking the guy on the left in the face, as Sayaman delivered a chop to the man on the right, and then yanked the pistols away from the two remaining crooks before the could even turn. Videl again launched into one with a kick, and Sayaman too opted to kick his, a huge man that as Videl saw on closer inspection looked like he could be a brother of the red-shark-gang's leader.
"Well." Videl said as she looked down to see some blood flowing from the face of her victim. "That was fun, we should do that more often."
This girl sure has a weird notion of fun. Gohan thought. Better watch myself at the party tomorrow.
"Yes miss. And now I shall leave you." He said in his deep Sayaman voice.
"Hey, wait a sec." Videl called after him. Gohan cringed in spite of himself.
"What is it miss?"
"I'm having a party tomorrow, around five, you're invited, I'm sure you can find the mansion."
"Okay, miss, I'll be there."
God Gohan what have you gotten yourself into now. He thought to himself as he walked out of the building throwing the still knocked out crooks into cells along the way. How on earth are you going to be at Videl's party twice at the same time?
He didn't head straight for the 439 mountain area. But instead headed for Piccolo's old place.
The dessert where he'd trained when he was young. There was still a ditch there that once was a mountain, the first time he'd ever blown up a sizable object.
Several other large scars on the landscape, the result of his first Oozaru transformation. Just a little distance away it looked like a war-zone, which in a way it was, it was where he together with Piccolo and the other Z fighters had waited for Goku when Vegeta and Nappa had arrived.
It was still one of his most painful memories, not being able to move for fear, seeing Piccolo die to save him. But a lot had been compensated when Piccolo returned.
That was the problem with the other loss that hurt him worst, his dad dieing in the fight with Cell. It had been Gohan's fault, if he'd just finished it at once his dad wouldn't have had to stop Cell from blowing up the world.
But even there one thing did make it less of a problem, they'd been in a position where they could go to get Goku back, and he'd said no for himself.
The area as always had a calming effect on Gohan, even though it was laden with memories he didn't feel them. He felt at home here in a strange way, like in the 439 area, except there was no Chi-Chi to yell at him here.
He sighed. "Now this is a new problem." He said talking to himself. "I've heard of people wanting to be in two places at the same time, but I must be the first person who wants to be in the same place twice at the same time."
Now. He continued in silent thought. If I were Piccolo that wouldn't be a problem, I could just do a split-form. But the split-form relies in part on Namek physiology and it's regenerative abilities, so I can't do that. Tien's multiform technique I might be able to do. I've never tried before but I've seen it done, by Krillin, Tien and Cell.
But the multiform won't work here either. All the bodies still share a single consciousness. So they'll all answer to a question that's directed at just one of them. I'd have to run out of the room every time my other half got asked a question.
The only hope I have is trying to combine the two techniques. Doing a multiform, but splitting my thoughts. Let's try this.
He brought his hands up in the multi-form gesture.
"Multi-form"
Soon there were two of him standing there. The technique wanted to go on to three, but Gohan stopped it in time.
"Good." Both Gohan's said as the thought came to both at the same time.
Both sat in the air meditating not unlike Piccolo, at the same time they looked at each other and said: "Split thoughts."
Suddenly both of their minds became clear. They were just a single mind in a single body now, but each could sense that he was telepathically linked to the other.
"Nice technique kid." Came a voice from behind them.
Both turned to see Piccolo.
"But there's one problem with it." The green guy continued. "I don't think it'll last much beyond an hour."
"That should be enough." One Gohan said thoughtfully.
"Yeah." The other said. "The Sayaman half will leave after about an hour and then Gohan will go to the bathroom or something so we can reintegrate."
"What are you talking about?" Piccolo asked.
"Well you see..." Both Gohans began at the same time, stopping when they heard each other.
"Please reintegrate before we start a conversation." Piccolo said.
"Okay," both said, "reintegrate." Immediately the two of them moved together and over each other to leave only one standing there.
"Good." Said Piccolo. "Now you were saying."
"Well Piccolo, it's like this ..." Gohan said, explaining all about the party.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon the next day and Gohan was flying around looking for Goten. He concentrated on his little brother's Ki and soon found him and the Nimbus at Toto's nest. It looked like Goten was just getting a good licking from Choby, and even though they were dinosaurs Gohan could have sworn that Toto and his wife were smiling the same way he was at the sight.
"Come on, squirt." He yelled at his happy little brother. "We have to get your bags and leave or you're gonna be late for you sleep-over at Capsule Corp."
"Okay." Goten yelled, giving Choby a good-bye hug and hopping on the Nimbus. "Let's go."
The boys had soon raced home and then took off again. Heading slightly more to the south than Gohan usually would so they would pass Satan City, to go to the Western Capitol and CC headquarters before Gohan would swing back to go to Videl's party.
The trip to CC headquarters took 45 minutes, as they were limited to the speed of the Nimbus. When they arrived Trunks was outside waving and Goten immediately hopped down to join his best friend and partner in crime, well mischief anyway.
"Hey Trunks." Gohan said as he landed, he knew he'd need less than five minutes to get to Videl's mansion so he still had some time. "Where are your parents?"
"I'm here." Vegeta's familiar growl came from behind him, and Gohan noticed that the Saiyan prince who had just come around the turn of the house into his view appeared to be mowing the lawn with Ki blasts. "The woman is out shopping, and she's making me mow the lawn and baby sit the two brats for a while."
"Still better than sleeping on the couch eh, Vegeta." Gohan said with a grin.
"Watch your mouth spawn of Kakarot. The only reason I agreed is because it's better than going shopping with her. I believe there is a children's book about shopping with her. It's called The Never Ending Story."
//Suggestion by my sister, The Never Ending Store. Thought I should give you both options here.
Gohan could barely contain his laughter was Vegeta actually making a joke, the hard as stone cold as ice prince of Saiyans was kidding?
About ten minutes after that incident, still shocked at Vegeta's joke, Gohan landed in a small park in the neighbourhood where Videl lived. He quickly split and then Gohan made sure that he was invisible while transforming out of his costume while Sayaman took to the sky again and headed for the party.
Two minutes later they met up again. Sayaman was standing out side the front door of the Satan mansion while Gohan came walking up the garden path, to meet him, as they both waited.
A few seconds after Gohan's arrival the door was opened by Videl herself.
"Hey guys, come on in." She said with a smile. "I'm glad you could make it."
"Thanks," Sayaman said, "But I'm afraid I won't be able to stay long. Just about an hour or so."
"Ah well. At least Gohan here will be staying the entire evening, do you two know each other by the way?"
"Yeah," Gohan said, "we've met."
"When?" Asked Videl.
"I'm afraid that will have to remain a secret." Sayaman cut in. "Gohan gave me his word he wouldn't tell anyone and I expect him to keep it."
Videl looked puzzled for a while but then she showed them into the house.
Hmm. Videl thought as she guided her two newly arrived guests upstairs to the rec-room, so called because it was for recreational activities. Could this have something to do with what Gohan seems to be hiding, it almost seems as if he knows Sayaman better than I do, yet I've never seen Sayaman really talk to anyone, except for the time we had a drink together.
"Here we are." She said as she pushed open the door to the rec-room, letting them enter. "The rec-room. Let me make some introductions, Sharpner, Erasa this is Sayaman, Sayaman this is Sharpner and Erasa."
"Wow." Sharpner exclaimed. "So this is your mystery guest."
"Yeah." Videl replied. "He can't stay long though, only about an hour."
Soon they were all chatting nicely but no matter how Videl and the other's tried, they couldn't seem to get anything out of Sayaman. He just didn't seem to have a weakness in his verbal defence to all their off-hand sounding questions.
What they of course didn't realise was that Gohan though he did ask some questions himself, warned Sayaman telepathically if things looked like they might be getting out of hand. Erasa tried first but her question: "So what does you dad do?" Was easy to spot.
Videl had a rather more sly approach starting a series of question about how a technique that he used worked. Never straying into the unusual techniques like the super-speed or the bending of guns, but a special style of chop, or something like that. Then she'd continue on the details and finally she'd try to get him to tell her where he'd learned it.
Sharpner wasn't very good at this game, just like Erasa, his attempt at an inconspicuous question sounded like a pick-up line: "So where are you from originally?"
With the cross-examination the time passed quickly and after 55 minutes Sayaman announced that he had to leave.
After they all said good-bye to him, even Gohan who felt a bit silly doing it, but had to as the others would think it strange otherwise. He left flying off, only to, enter the open backdoor at super-speed and run to the bathroom so quickly he was invisible, just like he and Gohan had planned it telepathically.
Gohan excused himself a while later, saying he wanted to wash his hands before dinner.
The plan went perfectly, in the bathroom Sayaman had already changed back into Gohan, just to be sure there would be no strange clothing effects from the reintegration, and they integrated in just a few second. Gohan actually did wash his hands. And then joined the others downstairs in the dining room for Pizza.
After dinner Gohan discovered that Videl had a new plan. She hadn't managed to get anything out of Sayaman, but it seemed as if Sayaman knew Gohan. So maybe she could get something out of him.
"Say Gohan, how did you get to know Sayaman?"
"He told you, that's a secret."
"Come on, at least tell me one thing, do you know who he is under that helmet?"
"I've never discovered." Gohan answered. Happy that he didn't have to lie, he had never discovered Sayaman's identity, he'd known all along.
"There is more to you than meets the eye, Son Gohan." Videl said.
All of a sudden Sharpner interjected.
"Your family name is Son?"
Gohan simply nodded.
"You wouldn't happen to be related to Son Goku, the winner of the 23rd world martial arts tournament."
"He's my dad." Gohan simply stated as the three others look at him in silent amazement. Finally the silence was broken as Videl let out a scream.
"THE SON GOKU IS YOUR FATHER!?"
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Closing notes.
Well they like each other, they just don't know it yet. And what will Videl think about Gohan now that she know who his father is. Will she find out the true identity of Sayaman, find out, next time on Life Is Strange.
These first two chapters have come out at an incredible pace, but I don't think I'll keep that up. It'll probably take a couple of days at least before I have another chapter. I have an idea for the opening scene for the next chapter but I'm not to sure after that, except that Videl will discover that Gohan is the Great-Sayaman, and I've also decided already how she will discover. But the rest is pretty open right now. Maybe Bulma and Vegeta, along with Trunks, will make more appearances, maybe just Trunks and Goten, causing mayhem. I'll have to think about it. Suggestions are welcome but may be ignored if they don't fit in the story.
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