Did anyone notice the hidden code last chapter? The fact that Videl's locker number is the same as the number used for my latest survival story, eh did you pick that out? Anyway, as a notice I have final assignments and exams coming up so whether or not that will be a hindrance to my update rate I don't know. I will try to maintain a solid updating streak but I cannot guarantee anything.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, no matter how many times you ask I shall never own such a Kami like product.

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"You're that boy from next door aren't you," stated Hercule as he eyed off Gohan who was standing at the front of his door. He tried as hard as he could to look away from the missing appendage but Gohan seemed to shrug it off as if he was used to that sort of thing.

"Yes, I just thought I should tell you that Videl's gone away for a couple of weeks," said Gohan in his normal manner while handing Hercule a pair of shoes. Since there wasn't a large crowd around him he felt that he should open up considering it was the father of the person he was taking to the dance.

"What do you mean?" asked Hercule as if it was a rhetorical question taking the shoes and throwing them to the side.

Gohan couldn't help but slap his forehead which only served to confuse Hercule even more. "She was getting harassed at school so she's gone somewhere where she can't be disturbed," said Gohan spelling it out.

"Well where is she, will she be alright?" asked Hercule starting to panic.

"Don't worry yourself, she's with some of my friends, she'll be fine," said Gohan putting on a smile which seemed to comfort Hercule somewhat. "I can only imagine what you would do if you found out that your daughter was missing."

"I would have panicked like any father would have, perhaps even more so," admitted Hercule bashfully. "Although I had my doubts at first, I finally recognise you from all those years ago."

"It didn't take much did it," said Gohan pointing at his missing arm.

"When Videl first told me that a one armed boy had moved in next door I had my suspicions but I confirmed it after watching the tape of the tournament," said Hercule with a smile. "You okay about me taking your credit?"

Gohan shrugged nonchalantly. "At first I was a little annoyed but if I had come forward then my life of peace and quiet in the mountains would have ended."

"Perhaps it was for the best," said Hercule to which Gohan nodded. "Anyway, can I offer you something to eat," he said stepping out of the door frame to allow Gohan to enter.

"As much as I'd like to, this homework isn't going to get itself done," said Gohan apologetically as he turned to walk away.

"Fair enough but before you go," said Hercule gaining Gohan's attention. "Could I ask a favour of you?"

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Videl flew through the air in her jet copter with the knowledge that she would not be disturbed out in the middle of nowhere. It would just be her and a martial arts expert, Videl tried her hardest not to allow the title which Gohan had given him get to her. "Island pervert," she muttered in disgust. "Gohan has no respect for this person he's sending me to. If he's anything like the cat then he'll be a martial arts expert, any of my old trainers would kill me if I said something like that to their face."

Although she didn't like to admit it, she had had several masters when she was young who had tried to teach her their individual ways of fighting. However, she had found these confusing at times and had taken her own approach in fighting after she had heard of her father's victory over Cell. She wanted to grow up to be the strongest, but as she had learned there were a lot of stronger people then her father. Even though he had lost the tournament a few weeks ago, apart from Gohan and possibly herself, he was the strongest man walking the streets.

While Gohan had come to the city to study, hardly any of the other major fighters had been heard of since that day. There was the famous baseball player Yamcha, but he solely appeared for his games and then left to go somewhere more reclusive. Major sponsors had tried to get Tien to sign up to be the centre figure for numerous brands but he hadn't signed up for anything, potentially losing hundreds of thousands of zeni. After the tournament, they had all seemed to vanish and only appeared whenever they felt like it.

Videl couldn't help but wonder how they survived. For the new champion, the paparazzi would have been hounding him whenever he showed his face in public no matter where it occurred around the world. For him to just vanish meant that he had secluded himself somewhere in isolation away from society. No doubt he had the skills to survive on his own so he might have gone off into the wilderness until the time comes for the next tournament. By that time, Videl hoped that she would be able to put up a better fight then the one she had before.

"There it is," she exclaimed as she saw the island come into view before putting a hand to her lips. She couldn't remember the last time she had squealed when she had reached her destination. Perhaps it was just the thrill of learning new techniques or forms but whatever it was she couldn't help but feel excited. Slowly, she approached the island before touching down and leaping out onto the sand, feeling each individual grain seep between her toes.

Knowing that she was going to be on an island, she had decided against bringing footwear as to be able to give herself a harsher training regime. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't actually brought all that much, only having what she had brought to school today. Gohan had said that he would explain everything to her father but in the heat of the moment she had forgotten to go home and get some clothes, leaving her with only what she had on and her gym clothes.

Ignoring that fact for the moment, she capsualized her copter before turning and looking at her surroundings. It was like a tropical getaway, the beach was pristine while the crystal clear water lapped at the sand's edge. A lone coconut tree occupied the space next to a small pink house. Walking up to the front door she knocked three times. She waited patiently but there was no answer. She knocked again but all she got was silence.

Deciding it would be rude to simply barge in, Videl decided to get used to the landscape, which the more she thought about it the more she realised that there really wasn't that much to get used to. Walking around the back of the house, she found a beach umbrella giving shade to an old man who was sleeping with a dirty magazine on his chest, his eyes covered by red framed sunglasses.

"Was Gohan serious?" she whispered under her breath before speaking up. "Hello? I'm looking for a martial arts expert." Gaining no response, she walked up next to him and started poking him gently. "Excuse me."

Slowly, she heard the man wake up. His head turned slightly to look in her general direction. "This must be a dream," he said with sleep laden in his voice.

"This isn't a dream," reassured Videl.

He seemed to look perplexed for a moment before he sighed. "Now that I look at you you're right, this can't be a dream otherwise you would have brought your friends," he said getting into a sitting position, the magazine sliding off his chest and onto the sand beneath.

"What friends are you talking about?" asked Videl.

He looked up at Videl before a sparkle appeared in the corner of his sunglasses as he shot to his feet. "A pretty young thing like you," he said with renewed vigour, "Should have big, round, ripe, juicy..."

Videl didn't let him finish as she tried to punch him across the side of the face only for the man's hand to shoot up from his side and stop Videl's fist in its tracks. "What the..." said Videl trying to figure out what happened.

"You've got a bit of fight in you, you must be the student that Gohan said would be coming," said the man loosening his grip so Videl could regain her hand.

"I'm your student? Does that mean?" she said leaving her question lingering.

"Sure thing sweet cheeks, I'm the Turtle Hermit Master Roshi, and I'm your new martial arts teacher!" exclaimed Roshi as he stepped out of the shade to allow the sun to glisten off the top of his head. Videl couldn't help but wonder if it would have been better to climb the tower.

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