Author's Note: This will be the last chapter for a little while. I'm going to be away from home and unable to connect to the internet for around two weeks. However I will be taking my laptop with me. So I'll be trying to write all I can during this time. So I'll have plenty written ahead of time. For this and other stories. That's the goal at least.

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 35
Unforgettable

As Gohan ran to school, after discreetly landing in a dark alleyway, he found her smile was still at the forefront of his thoughts. Facial expressions can sometimes seem to completely change how someone looks. That, as he discovered, was especially true for Videl. At the same confusing time it wasn't true at all.

While he almost leapt up the steps to the school he shot a quick glance at his watch. Luckily, despite Gohan's fears, he really wasn't very late at all. About twenty minutes sure, but out of it he got something better. Such as the assurance that Videl really didn't need his help on every mission.

He'd only go right off if the mission sounded like an incredibly dangerous one. Otherwise he can just keep an eye on Videl's Ki signature and only go to the rescue should it suddenly start dropping really quickly. Or if it begins to fluctuate more than he was comfortable with. Of course he would need to do work as Saiyaman outside of helping her. Otherwise she might start to believe that he was stalking her.

Unsurprisingly he had interrupted class when he opened the classroom door. Though it was for a legitimate reason Gohan knew he would have to lie. While that isn't his forte he knew, for once, his story was plausible. Gohan gave his peers the Son family grin and rubbed the back of his neck in actual embarrassment.

"Sorry for being late. I slept in and that is a bad thing when you live several hours away." He laughed, "I wouldn't be surprised if I broke some speeding laws to get here even this early."

Gohan could tell the teacher wasn't amused by either his excuse nor the joke. Though he did get a few of his classmates to laugh. That's progress. "It's fine, Mr. Son. Just don't make a habit of it."

The teenager only offered a half-hearted chuckle because he had a feeling it would most definitely become the norm for some mornings. Gohan greeted both Erasa and Sharpner. Even if the latter still didn't return the gesture. Just as the monotony of relearning something he already knew began to drive the incident at the bank to the back of his mind Videl finally came in.

As she surprisingly included him in her own good morning greeting he found his eyes were drawn to her expression. There was no sign of that flush of excitement leftover from the fight or that grateful smile. Her neutral look wasn't unkind, but wasn't really kind either. Yet it fit her.

Despite that Gohan had to bury the desire to somehow make her smile again.


Word Count: Approx. 464