Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. At all. I only own my fond childhood memories of it and some of the movies on DVD.


Fight 01
The Girl

"Oh man! I'm so late!" Gohan was panicking as he let his Super Saiyan form dissipate in the dead end near the robbery he just stopped. Making sure no one was looking before he ran out of the alleyway and around the corner. The teenager noticed the girl too late to stop in time as they both ran headlong into the other.

It didn't take long for him to shake it off, but he was confused why all he could see was white. Not to mention why what he was laying on was so soft. Lifting himself up he was strangely drawn to the intense blue staring back at him. Then he realized what he had been laying on was her chest. Thoroughly embarrassed he quickly stood up and held out a hand to help her up. Trying to make up for what just happened.

"I deserved that," was all he could think when the girl's gaze turned into a harsh glare and she slapped his hand away. Gohan bowed and apologized while hurriedly explaining that he was late. With another apology he ran as fast as he could without getting undue attention. Though he was pretty sure he heard her yelling at him to come back. The fury in the girl's tone reminded him enough of his mother than he almost actually did it. Almost.

Fifteen minutes later he was mortified to find out the girl he had bumped into was in his class. Not to mention the daughter of the man who took credit for killing Cell.


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