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Chapter 4 Gohan's Understanding

Monday morning, after a six hour spar with Vegeta, Gohan was flying to school. He had gotten a perfect score on his entrance exams. He had on his usual black attire. His shirt covered up his newest tattoo that he had gotten yesterday. His first tattoo was of the Eternal Dragon enveloped around his torso, the four star ball clutched in the claw over his right breast. The second was the seal of the Ox Kingdom on his left shoulder blade, which only the crown prince could have to prove his birthright. Third were the words 'never forget' written on his lower back just above his tail. His newest one was his title bestowed by Vegeta on his left breast. As he flew, he chuckled to himself about his conversation with Vegeta earlier about going to school.

"Why do you want to go to school? You already know everything! We'll be losing hours of valuable training time. I won't allow it."

"Sorry Prince, but I am going. My future mate requested it. And besides, I am already at level three, train with my brothers."

"No, take your mate and skip school."

"I cannot take her, she is not eighteen yet. Three months."

"I see."

"And besides, Bulma requested it too."

"Well, if my mate says so, then go to school brat!"

"Yes sir, my Prince."

When he finally reached the school, he landed on the roof and walked down to the main office. He got his schedule and walked to his homeroom/first class. When he entered the room everyone got silent and stared at the new kid. The girls all swooned while the guys looked on in amazement. Gohan's gi shirt revealed how muscular his arms and chest were. His outfit of all black, waist length spiky hair and brown "belt" was very intimidating to everyone. His hard black eyes were cold and uninviting to everyone.

"Well hello there, class we have new student. Son Gohan, he scored perfect on the entrance exams. Would you like to say anything else?"

"No."

"Well where do you come from?" the teacher persisted.

"Dead parents. Where is my seat?" he answered in a cold, dry tone.

"Oh, um, right up there next to Ms. Satan, Videl could you raise your hand?"

"No need." Gohan said as he spotted her, walked up and sat down next to her. She looked at him in amazement. She remembered nothing about their meeting. Gohan had stolen the memory from her when he left by kissing her hand.

"Hell."

"Hi there!" Videl was cut off by Erasa.

"Hello chibi." He didn't even turn to look at her. Instead, he stared forward.

"Hello. I'm Videl, guess you knew that."

"Of course. Your buffoon of a father is famous. Who does not know his daughter?"

"He is not a buffoon!"

"My deepest apologies." He said closing his eyes. He opened them slowly to stare down at his left wrist. No one else could see it, because of his wrist weight, but he knew what was there. His many, many scars from trying. Trying to end his life. He had let everyone down when Cell killed his father. The Z-Senshi had always thought of Goku as their little brother. Chichi had died giving birth, but Gohan knew she had a broken heart. Little Goten had grown up without his real parents. Bulma and Vegeta were great, but Goten deserved the ones who made him. And it was all his fault.

"Gohan, Gohan." Videl touched his shoulder and received a small shock. He looked up at her. "Class is over. Come on, let's go to the next class." He stood and followed her out into the hallway. "What class do you have next?"

"Physical education."

"P.E.? Me too, come on you can follow me." she led him down the hall and pointed to the men's locker room. "In there buddy."

"Thank you." he bowed to her and walked into the locker room. He received his uniform, put it on and walked out into the gym. The uniform was black shorts and a gray wife beater for men and black shorts and a gray tank top for the females. He walked over to the wall and leaned against it, his tail all but twitching.

"Good morning class! We're starting something new today! Martial arts!" the teacher came jogging in and announced. "Who knows anything about fighting?" Some people raised their hands, including Videl. Slowly, Gohan put his hand up as well. "Well then, let's have a demonstration for the rest of the class. How about Videl, and, well we have a new student, how about facing Videl?" Gohan merely grunted and walked forward with Videl. They both fell into their stances. Videl's had a couple flaws while Gohan's was perfect.

"In advance, I'm sorry for the embarrassment!"

"Whatever." Gohan's dark voice said in reply. She sprang forward in a fury of punches and kicks which Gohan only blocked. After ten minutes, she jumped back. Videl was sweating and Gohan was fine. She jumped to kick him in the jaw when he said "I am done with this." He grabbed her foot and threw he out of the ring. She looked up at him in shock as he bowed to her. He helped her get up and walked back to the wall.

"Very well done, what's your name?" the teacher asked.

"Son Gohan."

"Well then, very well done Gohan, Videl you as well. Thank you to both of you." the teacher praised the two.

"Videl, what happened?" Erasa asked.

"I don't know. I'll be right back." Videl said then walked over to Gohan. "What gives? I'm the strongest person here, but you just swatted me away like a fly!"

"You are the strongest person here, maybe you were just having and off fight. It happens." he said, closing his eyes again.

"Are you?" She started, but was cut off by the teacher.

"Laps! Take three laps! Run down then back up! Move it, move it!" he yelled as the class groaned.

After running and more martial arts, class was over and Gohan went to his next class. Then was lunch and his last class. When the day was over he went back to CC and trained with Vegeta until dinner. After dinner he did some homework, trained with the Terrible Two, then went to bed.

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