Wow! I'm so thankful for all the reviews you guys sent me for the last chapter!!! Anyways, here's chapter three, and I hope you're enjoying the story so far! (That was a lot of exclamation marks!)

Disclaimer: I wish I could own DBZ, which I don't, so I could improve Gohan's color scheme. (See Cruise'n, chapter two, author's rant for details.)

Dragonball Sue
Chapter Three: Revelations

Immediately after school, Alison journeyed to find Gohan's locker. Earlier in the day, he had given her a piece of paper with his locker number written on it. She now stood before it with the note clutched in her hand… Actually, she had been standing there for about fifteen minutes. Where is Gohan? She pondered the question as she twisted a lock of hair between two slim fingers. She double-checked the number just make sure she hadn't been mistaken. 869. She was at the right place.

He doesn't seem the type to be late… Gasp! She gasped. Something terrible must have happened to him! Maybe he was on his way to his locker to talk to me, but he slid on the floor a janitor was cleaning and broke his leg!!! Or, or… Alison worriedly began to conjure up all sots of painful scenarios that could have happened to Gohan when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Alison, I've been looking all over for you! I thought you were going to meet me by my locker." It was Gohan! He wasn't on his way to the hospital for a broken leg or uranium poisoning or eating Mentos and Diet Coke at the same time!!! He was…

"You're alive!" squealed Alison as she hugged him enthusiastically.

"Yeah…?"

"What did you mean, thought I was meeting you at your locker? I've been here for fifteen minutes," she said handing him his note. "See? 869. It's what you wrote down."

"Actually," Gohan began. "My locker is 698, see?" He rotated the note one hundred and eighty degrees so the correct number could be read. "You're at the wrong one."

"Ohhh… right," she laughed slightly embarrassed. "So, what did you want to talk to me about exactly?"

"Actually," he looked to either side making sure their conversation was not being overheard. The hallway was deserted except for them. "The bat and the window. I felt your chi flare when you hit that ball. You've been suppressing it. I know you're not as normal as you'd want the rest of us to believe."

Alison tried her best to look innocent. "What do you mean?" she asked not trusting herself to look him in the eyes. "I'm just as normal as the next person."

"Right," Gohan rolled his eyes. Then, without warning he sent a Saiyan-powered punch directly at Alison's face. As he expected, she deflected it easily, catching his fist in her hand.

Her emerald eyes gleamed as they met his. "Now I know where I've seen you before, Gohan," she said, smiling as her chi flared up around her forcing him to step away. "You were part of the Earth tournament eight years ago. What was it called? Oh, yes. The Cell Games."

"How did you-?" Gohan was taken aback. Not even Videl had figured it out this fast. It was as if she had been watching on a TV set somewhere!

"I did watch it on a TV set," said Alison cheerfully. Wait. Did she just read his thoughts? "You remember that the Cell Games were broadcast on television, correct?"

"Yeah, but the camera crew ran away before the fight was over, so how-?"

"Oh, don't be silly. I got it from a satellite and watched the whole thing in my spaceship."

"Is there anything you didn't watch in your spaceship, Alison?" asked Gohan becoming irritated by her omnipresence-ness.

"Well," said Alison thoughtfully. "Yu-Gi-Oh got pretty boring after the second season, so I gave up on it."

"Where did you say you were from again, Alison?" Gohan asked quizzically.

"I am Alisondra van Hanassan de Garsilona of the house of Arusarreanean Royalty from the planet Arusarrena. You know that, Gohan."

Gohan shook his head. "No, I mean, where is your planet?"

"You mean, where was my planet," angsted Alison as dramatic music began to waft through the corridors. "Arusarrena was destroyed more than thirteen years ago by the vilest being ever to set foot upon any planet in the Universe. An evil tyrant named Frieza, who-,"

"Did you just say Frieza?!" exclaimed Gohan interrupting Alison's monologue and soap opera inspired music.

"Oh, you know of him? I am surprised that his name is known on Earth," she continued as the music resumed even stronger than before. "Yes, Frieza took control of my planet, but when my people rose against him, he destroyed it in the attempt to slaughter all of those who rebelled. Luckily, I was not on the planet at the time. After I discovered what Frieza had done, I sought refuge on a number of small planets before journeying to Earth." The music that had been accompanying Alison's soliloquy faded out for a final time, leaving the hallway in silence.

"So your race is gone too, huh?"

"Yes. I am the only remaining Arusarreanean that I know of," replied Alison sadly. "Wait. You're not human, Gohan?"

Gohan shook his head. "No. Only half human. My father is a Saiyan."

"I guess that would explain the golden hair when you fought. I know the legend of the Super Saiyan as well because-,"

"Listen, Alison," interrupted Gohan frantically. "No one can know about that. It's a secret, okay?"

"I'll keep your secret if you keep mine."

"Deal," he agreed.

"By the way," Alison began. "Do you know if Prince Vegeta is still alive? I heard he became indentured to Frieza after Vegeta-sei was destroyed. I have a message for him."

"Yeah, he is, actually," responded Gohan. "He lives on Earth, now. What exactly is the message?"

"Sorry, Gohan. But that is private business only to be discussed in person," she said holding up her hands. "Do you know where he lives?"

"In West City at the Capsule Corporation. I can take you there if you want. I'm sure Vegeta would love to meet a fellow royal."

Alison completely missed the sarcasm dripping from Gohan's sentence. "Great!" she responded happily.

"So, do you know how to fly?" asked Gohan testing her powers.

"Sure. Wanna race?"

"You bet."

Gohan and Alison walked to the edge of the school campus, checked to make sure no one was looking, and blasted off into the atmosphere towards West City to deliver her message to the Saiyan Prince.

End of Chapter Three

Of course Alison can conveniently fly. She's a Mary-Sue!

What could Alison need to tell Vegeta? Find out in the next chapter. Send me a review!