Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z, nor am I affiliated with Toei animations. All characters and ideas are property Toei and Akira Toriyama. Thank you.

A/N: I deeply apologize for the wait, but certain circumstances such as being sent across the world with no internet has its downfalls when trying to write a consistently updating story. To make up for it, I've started a new story based on span style My Hero Academia. I've titled it The Crux's Shield, and will be getting regular updates once I'm back in the states. It has spoilers, be warned, but I intend to make it worth the read regardless. Anyway, I'm sure you want to read the story so I'll end it here. Thank you for reading :)

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Chapter 3

"Hey kid, what are you staring at huh? Couldn't get enough of me last time so now you gotta dream about me too?"

Gohan gulped. Hard.

"Hey you said it, not me…" the red headed woman in front of him said, "I'd be offended if you were still soft,"

Wait how did she read his thoughts? And oh dear Kami why was she taking her blouse off? Not that Gohan was complaining, she had a very nice bod- "Woah, woah, woah! Miss Saido I think you got the wrong idea about me, this is all really sudden and I don't think I cou- mmph!"

In a split second the security guard was on him, her mouth firmly pressed on his, tongue swirling and wildly exploring his mouth. Her hands ran up his chest, sliding towards his back as she pressed herself against his leg. She bucked on his knee hard, jolting him as he pulled back from the kiss in surprise.

"U-uh Miss Saido are you sure you're ok with this?"

A smirk pulled at her face before contorting with pleasure as she thrust her hips against him again and again, letting her actions answer his question.

"Mmm yes! Gohan!"

His mind was spinning, his face practically a tomato as he lost control of his own movements, placing his hands on her hips as instinct took over. He rocked her back and forth, grinding at an unimaginable speed.

"YES! GOHAN! GOHAN! GOHAN!"

"GOHAN!" he awoke from his stupor with a start, suddenly remembering where he was.

"Young man I've been calling your name for what feels like the last 30 minutes!" His professor exclaimed before sighing. "Son are you ok? You're not feeling ill are you?" Gohan shook his head, his face flushing in embarrassment. "Then please pay attention to my class, I was about to have you read the next paragraph but I'll just ask someone else. Any volunteers? Yes you! Yes the one trying to hide herself…"

Gohan zoned out again slightly as he realized he had just been caught daydreaming about… about… 'Where and when and HOW did I start thinking about that! FOCUS! Focus on your studies and forget this ever happened! Focus on you studies and forget this ever happened. Focus on yo-'

"So Gohan who's this 'Miss Saido' you were talking about? Hmmm?" said a certain blonde haired girl sitting next to him.

His response came all too quickly.

And loudly.

"NOTHING!" The entire class turned to face him at his sudden outburst. His professor once again glaring at him with an unspoken warning before proceeding with the lesson.

"Uh huh, sure. Gohan you may be superhuman when it comes to studying and academics, but I'm not gonna lie when I say you absolutely suck at hiding the truth," a deadpan look from another one of his classmates told him that the raven haired deviant he sometimes hesitated to call a friend had decided to speak up about his 'suspicious' behavior yet again.

"Seriously guys it was nothing! I just spaced out for a little bit is all," he said with a surprisingly convincing smile. Had it been any other kind of daydream he would have had no problem saying what was on his mind.

But this wasn't just a regular daydream. This was… was…

Said raven haired friend, better known as Videl Satan, the proud daughter of Mr. Satan, could've sworn Gohan's ears billowed steam. His complexion turned several shades of red as he slammed his face down into his arms.

'Uhhh… Okay?' Videl had no clue what to think of the enigma named Gohan, but she couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustration and tension coming from her chest. "So just for curiosity's sake, who is this Miss Saido you speak of?" she persisted, only to receive a soft muffled grunt from the spiky haired teen.

"Is she a teacher here? You referred to her as a 'Miss' so I'm just assuming. Did you get in trouble with her or something?" Erasa emphasized the word 'trouble' all too seductively as she leaned in close, her face right next to his.

"Were you naughty?"

Gohan promptly felt like he was about to pass out as Erasa sat back and giggled triumphantly.

"Guys lay off of him. I don't know why you're so interested in what nerdboy here even has to say. If he's got a girl he's seeing just let him be…"

Videl looked to her friend to her right, her eyes wide in shock, "Sharpener that was actually surprisingly mature of you… wow I didn't think you had it in you."

He looked at her with a smirk, "oh I'm just saying that because more than anything you should be paying attention to me. You know I could treat you better than a certain someone you obviously like."

Now it was Videl's turn to turn red as she sputtered incoherently, "u-uh but- no! I don't like anyone like that! W-where would you get t-that idea!"

"Videl you like someone?" Gohan asked innocently, peeking up from behind his arms. If her face could turn any redder, then it was proven right then and there as she simply kept her mouth shut and wrote notes from the class lecture.

"There's no one I like!" she exclaimed quickly after a brief moment of writing.

Erasa, the blonde who had teased Gohan in the first place, suddenly spoke up, much to Videl's displeasure.

"Oh so it's past liking now? You must be in love then! Awww that's so adorable!" she squealed.

Scratch that, displeasure was the wrong word. In fact she couldn't even think of a word to replace that as her head tensed with further frustration at her friend's very, VERY unnecessary comment.

"No Erasa," she said through gritted teeth, "it's not love!"

"Videl are you okay? Your face is awfully red. Do you need to see the nurse?" Gohan asked.

"What I need is for everyone to leave me the hell alone! I don't know about you guys but I'm trying to learn!"

Gohan cocked his head to the side, "but you weren't even taking notes until thirty seco-"

"Gohan just shut up and let me learn."

"But-"

"Abupbup no."

"But Videl-"

"No."

"Uh… Okay."

"…"

Erasa squirmed under the newfound tension, her eyes practically pouring with knowing excitement at her two friends' antics. It was seriously only a matter of time before they got together at the rate they were going. Or at least she hoped so. Kind of.

She'd be fooling herself if she said she didn't have slight feelings for Gohan, but she knew Videl had started liking him first, and to a much more intense degree… No matter how much she denied it. Maybe getting Videl to realize another person was after Gohan was just the trick to have her open up to her own feelings.

And maybe that was exactly what Gohan needed to see about Videl as well…

"Erasa you're scaring me over there with that look on your face. Your evil smile is creeping me out. Just leave the poor guy alone," Sharpener chuckled before giving Gohan a knowing thumbs up.

"Alright, alright I'll stop!" Erasa laughed. Gohan just smiled in thanks at Sharpener.

At this point the two were used to pulling each other out of tight spots when it came to the girls' interrogations. Actually, the two had come a long way ever since Gohan had transferred, and a mutual respect was born between them after Gohan had demolished him in a simple game of one-on-one basketball. Ironically, it was Gohan's first time ever playing the sport, but he wasn't about to damage his blonde friend's pride by telling him that.

The day carried on as usual, with the occasional light bickering and joking between the four. It was a normal day, which although in itself was definitely not normal to Gohan, it wasn't unwelcome. What was unwelcome was the constant daydreaming that would invade his head, like a bad omen trying to force its way into his life. He had no control over his own thoughts and more than once he would blush several shades before looking towards the wall where, hopefully, no one would notice his odd behavior.

'Why do I keep thinking about her? I mean sure she's pretty but I don't see anything other than that! I wouldn't actually do these things I'm thinking of… so why does it keep popping up in my head?'

His mind was reeling, and he became frustrated with the fact that he couldn't control his own thoughts.

'Maybe I've seen her before? Maybe she has that effect on people? What if… what if I'm just… just… a pervert?'

He deadpanned and thought about it.

'Yeah no.'

Gohan was a lot of things, but horny wasn't one of them. His control over his own mental state was something he took pride in as a martial artist, and keeping absolute focus was something he excelled at. Being a hormonal teenager was out of the question. He just shook his head and looked down at his desk, not really paying attention to the subject as he already knew it better than the professor himself did.

'Whatever it is, I can just try and figure it out later. Maybe if I run into her again I can settle all of this,' he thought hopefully.

'That is… IF I run into her again. Satan city is a pretty big place…'

The final bell had rung and Gohan found himself wandering through Satan City for no particular reason other than to explore. It was a rare day, as no criminal onslaughts or robberies were occurring anywhere as far his normal senses could reach.

The idea that he could simply fly around the city and explore that way crossed his mind, but he simply wanted to enjoy his time without the use of his superhuman- er- Saiyan abilities. Well, that and he didn't want a certain city hero chasing him around in her jetcopter as he flew.

He let his thoughts carry him as he walked, taking in new scenery that pushed the boundaries of what he was accustomed to. Instead of a quiet, soothing background of winds over treetops, the bustle of cars and kids playing outside filled the still afternoon air. With buildings blocking the path of high winds, trees stood eerily still. Yet at the same time, it calmed him.

Sure the atmosphere in the city was different, but it was no less enjoyable than walking through the woods for him. It was just simply that. Different.

Feeling a new found sense of comfort, Gohan decided he would pick something up from the grocery store for his mother to cook up, and maybe even get a little snack for Goten. 'Yeah they'll like that,' he thought. Looking around he spotted what seemed like a meat market of sorts, though he wasn't entirely sure as he wasn't familiar with the store names.

"Well if it says deli in the name it should have something…" He was just about to walk through the automatic doors when he patted his pockets for his wallet, before suddenly realizing he had left it at home in a rush this morning. In his fit of oversleeping, as he was stuck in a certain dream he'd rather not mention, he hadn't even stopped to eat breakfast on the way out. In fact, it was a wonder how he didn't forget his bag or to change into his school clothes.

And now here he was without a dime on his person. As well as the subject of his dream standing right next to him trying to get his attention.

Wait what.

"Hey kid you there? Helloooo…"

Gohan backed away with a start, his face screaming, "I'm embarrassed!" as it flared a bright red. "HEY MISS SAIDO! Uh hehe! I didn't see you there!" he scratched the back of his head, avoiding eye contact, opting to look at the deli store he no longer wanted to go to.

"Oh hey! You're the kid I saw just the other day aren't you?" the security guard said as she leaned forward to him, "and you remembered my name pretty well didn't you? Didn't even hesitate… say kid, you gotta crush on me or something? 'Cause if you do that's pretty damn cute."

She was inches from being able to kiss him, and he was sure she could probably feel the heat radiating off of his blushing mess of what he called a face.

"UH- MISS? Um…" he backed away again, regaining his composure, "I'm sorry Miss but you're making me uncomfortable…" he trailed off. "And! And I'm not interested!" he shouted, his eyes looking at the ground as he clenched his entire body.

She just looked at him. 'Why isn't she doing anything?' he thought as he began to squirm. He couldn't shake the feeling that she was about to lash out at him for making such an implication, yet no lashing came out. Instead came…

Laughter.

The same melodious laughter that he became hypnotized with the first time he heard it.

"HAHAHA! You should see the look on your face kid!" she doubled over, clearly finding his reaction amusing, "You really think I'm trying to score with a highschool kid? C'mon buddy get real! I may be young but I'm not young enough for you!" She stopped laughing abruptly. "Yeah and stop calling me Miss, that's actually making me feel old."

"But then what do I-"

"Anyway I was just asking what's up kid, you seemed stressed out. Anyway I can help?"

"Woah, you're being nice to me..."

"You saying I can't be nice?"

"No not at all! You were just teasing me so much I thought you weren't gonna even consider helping me…" he trailed off as she just looked at him. "Anyway, yeah. I guess I do have a little bit of a problem, I was gonna buy some food to take home to my family but I left my wallet at home. Not to mention I don't really have that much money to begin with…" he said sheepishly.

"Sounds like you need a job."

"Eh?"

She rolled her eyes again, "I said it sounds like you need a job! Ever heard of one?"

"Well I mean of course I have, I just don't know if my mom would let me get one!" he laughed nervously again.

She never seemed to get tired of giving him odd looks for his… odd behavior.

"Hey kid, how athletic are you? You play sports?"

"Uh, yeah… well no… I mean," he sighed, "I'm athletic but no, I don't play sports."

"Hmm, I have an offer for you, how would you like to work as a security guard with me, it pays pretty well," she said with narrow eyes. Suddenly Gohan's senses somewhat flared as he felt what seemed like killer intent for a split second. His face became serious.

'Who is this lady?' he thought, 'Now will probably give me the chance to find out more about her, something's definitely not sitting right.' It was as if he could feel the surge of power she had within her. But at the same time it felt… defensive? Just who was she? It had become apparently obvious that she was different from other people, but at the same time, 'she is a security guard, maybe she just has extensive martial arts experience.'

"I'll accept your offer, I just need to talk with my mother about it and I'll have my answer to you tomorrow. Or… whenever I see you again," the tension between them could be cut with a knife. It was mixed between an air of hostility and curiosity, and it became increasingly apparent between the two that,

'He's not normal.'

'She's not normal.'

She relaxed after a moment, not wanting to get into any sort of altercation or send any mixed messages. She got right to the point. "Meet me here tomorrow at this exact time and I'll go over your job details and get you signed on with us," she said. "Oh, and here," she said tossing him a sack of fresh beef.

He fumbled with the unexpected throw before clutching it tightly to himself, securing it in his arms. "Wait, when did you get this?"

"I was walking out of the Deli Mart when I saw you staring at the sign like a halfwit, you look like you were daydreaming kid."

"Oh," he again scratched the back of his head before stating, "hey can you stop calling me kid now? I have a name."

"Sure kid what is it so I can go home."

Gohan deadpanned for a second upon hearing her call him said name,, "it's Gohan," he said before shuffling his feet, "would it be alright if I had your name since you don't want me calling you Miss anymore?"

Miss Saido smirked, this kid- er- Gohan was learning quick. 'Gohan, the blonde kid? But wait this kid isn't blonde. Must be a different Gohan...'

"Sure Gohan, just call me Agana," she waved him off as she turned abruptly and walked away. "Now I'm off, gotta get my beauty sleep you know what I'm saying?"

'That was rushed…" thought Gohna curiously. He shrugged and started on his way home, already knowing his mother would be delighted with the idea of getting him a job.

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It had been some time since Zangya had laid in bed, but try as she might, she couldn't quite shake the feeling that the boy she talked with earlier seemed somewhat familiar. Memories of her time on Earth replayed in her head like a cheap cassette forced into rewind. Painful flashbacks played again and again, from bad experiences to murders, to barely scraping by financially and worse… like memories of what happened to her several years ago.

"Great Kami you're so uptight!"

She flinched.

"...I don't want to kill you or have any more conflicts with you. So please, just go…"

Wait.

"...I'll fight you all you want…"

No.

A clear image appeared in her mind, as she recalled being held firmly in the boy's grasp. He was the one who protected her from an all too violent death. She had seen that boy without the power up, when he was beaten to a pulp. His hair wasn't golden. It was black. She had been in denial all along, and she now knew why the kid, Gohan, was stuck in her mind for so long.

Her ki spiked violently as the wall of her apartment cracked, her bed frame fell apart and her furniture flung to pieces. Glass from the T.V. flew about her bedroom and the door to the hallway was ripped off its hinges, tearing apart the frame.

"This can't be fucking happening!"

Her eyes widened and her body froze upon sitting up. She could care less about the mess her unintentional slip of ki did to her room, because right then and there, Zangya felt something she hadn't felt since that fateful day Gohan had let her live.

She began trembling as tears threatened to escape from her eyes. Everything she had worked for to build a normal life, everything she had done to stay under the radar, was all going to be thrown out the window.

Scared wasn't the word to describe what she was feeling.

She was utterly terrified.