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 38
A Crush?

"Why wouldn't she thinking of me. Right babe?" In record time Videl's elbow was driven into Sharpner's sternum. Sending him to the ground even before his arm was around her.

Erasa giggled at the quick smack down. "Oh Sharpie."

"Gross." Videl shook her head at him, "Are you sure you aren't a masochist?" There was no answer as their friend sat up, rubbed his chest, and groaned. Having felt that hard strike very clearly.

Gohan watched them curiously having long finished his lunch. His new friends generally tried to ignore his eating. Apparently it ruined their appetites. He had honestly given up eating like a normal human being and was thankful they let it go.

Eating on the roof was a big help in that. This way he didn't have the whole student body watching him. Gohan supposed that was the peer pressure he had read about in books growing up. This safe haven was a godsend. A Dende-send maybe?

Gohan couldn't stop the snort of laughter at his joke. He then became intimately aware that his friends eyes being on him. "Sorry. I thought of an inside joke." It wasn't a lie and, thankfully, they let it go.

Briefly things were peaceful until Erasa rounded on Videl again not ten seconds later. "So who is he then?"

The teenage crime fighter gnashed her teeth in annoyance, "I don't know what you are talking about." The two girls stared at each other as if daring the other to continue. Then Videl wilted. "Is it a crime if I was?"


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