A/N This is my first Fanfiction ever, and one of the few times I've put something up to read on the interweb, so without further ado LET'S GET THIS BALL ROLLING!
Edited 2/22/22 I decided that the amount of word vomit was awful. Now, that being said I didn't really change anything? Like at all, just added this all I did was fix the gigantic blocks of text, and maybe some grammar.
Obligatory Disclaimer, I own nothing DBZ related, not even a shirt, it belongs to its respective owners.
His deep slumber and subsequently his nightmares were sent flying off to wherever they decide to go when a seven-year-old demi-Saiyan drags you kicking and screaming from the depths of your own mind by using his stomach and chest as his own personal springboard all the while screaming, "Wake up! Wake up big brother! Mommy said I have to wake you up 'cause I don't get any breakfast till you're up!"
A sleepy Son Gohan backhanded his personal chibi alarm clock into the wall before his words registered in his half-asleep state before he sat up and realized his brother mentioned one of the two things that will get a Saiyan moving. The first being food, because Saiyan's are notorious for their appetites, and the other was currently being used for making their breakfast.
Their mother Son Chi-Chi's Frying pan of doom, how a frying pan managed to hurt the demi-Saiyan's and their father, none of them would ever be able to figure out. All they knew was it was terrifying and the only thing that could get them moving faster than the chance to eat some of their moms cooking.
Gohan practically disappeared as he got dressed and ran for the kitchen table where their mom was putting down the last plates of pancakes on the table. "Goten hurry before Gohan eats it all!" Faster than the speed of sound the younger demi-Saiyan was sitting beside his older brother and they both waited patiently for their mother to get her food; before turning the mountain of food into an increasingly high mountain of plates and bowls as they cleared the table.
Chi-Chi looked at the clock hanging from the wall of their living room where it said 6:50 and exclaimed, "Gohan, you're going to be late and it's only the first day of school!" The demi-Saiyan in question looked up and stared at his mom, a confused look in his onyx eyes before they widened to the size of her good China, he grabbed a miraculously surviving piece of toast from the table and ran for the door grabbing his backpack as he went by.
"See you after school mom, see ya squirt." He waved as he took off from his home, flying towards the school as fast as he could in his base form.
He was just inside the Satan City limits when he heard gunfire, his sensitive ears picking up on it from a few miles away. He flew toward the sounds and looked at the scene unfolding below him. A trio of cop cars created a shaky perimeter around the front of a bank where three gunmen fired at them, their bullets riddling the police cruisers with holes and causing a few tires to explode like fireworks.
'I've got to help them, but if I go down there looking like I do now then everyone will know who I am… What do I do?' The super powered teen thought to himself. 'I know, I'll just power up to super Saiyan and then go down and no one will know who I am!' He congratulated himself as he came up with his brilliant plan. He focused and his hair turned a bright golden color, his onyx eyes becoming teal as his rapid transformation was complete.
He dropped down towards the unsuspecting crooks with some ki assistance and appeared instantly in front of the criminals in the middle of their act. They all looked at him in some surprise before they began firing at him, he simply stared them down and captured the lead out of the air before dropping it onto the ground and vanishing only to re-appear in front of the first dumbstruck crook.
With a backhand that could be considered light compared to the one he gave his younger brother he caught the first crook in the side of the head rendering him neatly albeit painfully unconscious, he strolled casually towards the second before kicking the criminal into the bed of their escape pick-up and watched calmly as the remaining robber tried to burn rubber away from this new unknown force of nature.
Gohan, seemingly bored held up one hand palm out and flicked it up. The resulting shockwave caused the vehicle to overturn throwing the second unfortunate criminal clear of the crash. The police officers, clearly terrified by this point held their shaking guns in the direction of the mysterious stranger, unsure of what to make of him.
"W-w-who are ya-ya-you?" an older officer with a caterpillar mustache asked, "I'm a friend, don't worry." He assured the man, before vanishing into thin air as he moved at full speed around a corner to power down and grab his backpack slinging it over his shoulder before heading out into the open.
A yellow jetcopter flew into the area, a teenage girl with raven hair dropping the last twenty feet to the ground as her vehicle stayed in place walked over to the officer who had done the talking, "What's the trouble chief?" she asked as she came over.
"Well, Videl we did have a bank robbery in progress but then this gold fighter just appeared out of nowhere, right between us and the robbers and stopped them in a matter of seconds!" He explained scratching his head with the barrel of his gun.
Videl looked at the scene around them and saw someone walking down the street, she ran over in front of him and jammed her hands on her hips glaring at him with a very Chi-Chi like expression before all but stabbing at his chest, "You, did you see anything happen here?" She asked Gohan, with wide-eyed innocence he replied, "No, I just happened to be walking by here I don't even have a clue what you're talking about." He exclaimed with a nervous chuckle before running off.
'Man, that was close, I hope I never see that girl again, her glare was almost as bad as moms… but that blue, almost makes me want to repaint my room…' he thought dreamily before shaking his head 'What am I thinking?' He glanced at his watch and blanched, 'Ah crap I have to get going or I'm going to be late for school!' He picked up the pace going only somewhat faster than an average human.
Shortly there-after at Orange Star High School
Gohan landed on the roof of the building, dashing down the stairs at a human pace, he headed for the direction of the front door, under the assumption that based on most of what he had read that the administration office would be there.
Thankfully he was right, and walked into the front office and walked up to the desk, "Good morning, ma'am, my name is Son Gohan, and this is my first day of class, but I'm running kind of late, could I please get my schedule so I don't miss any classes?" He asked with the trademark Son grin on his face.
The woman, a middle-aged woman with curly brown hair and a pair of glasses that looked identical to ones used by most librarians, right down to the string that held them on her even if they decided to fall off, looked up to see a young teenager with a bright smile. Who in her opinion was about as polite as preacher and cute to boot, she hadn't heard that much manners since she lived away from the city where kids were raised right?
"Son Gohan, Hmm, one moment please." She shuffled through the mountain of papers littering her desk considering it was the start of a new year, but there is and always will be more paperwork for desk workers at a school no matter how long the desk worker has done it. It is an unchangeable fact of life.
She pulled out a sheet of paper with a smile and handed it back to Gohan who bowed in thanks and headed for his first class, which according to his schedule was math. But judging by the so-called difficulty of his entrance exam wasn't going to be difficult. He walked into the class and handed his teacher his schedule a few minutes before the bell rang, and he smiled knowingly, all but bowing to the new student, much to the confusion of the rest of the class.
"Everyone, I would like you to meet our new student, Son Gohan. Mr. Son here got a perfect score on his entrance exam, making him the only person to enter this learning institute with all correct answers." He turned his head towards the semi-blushing demi-Saiyan, "Why don't you tell us a little about yourself Mr. Son?" He asked innocently.
Gohan reached up behind himself to scratch his head with one hand, "Well, my name is Son Gohan, my hobbies include running, swimming, fishing, hiking and reading." He smiled the Son grin, making more than a few of the females sigh in bliss, while a few of the male students glared at him.
Videl ran into the classroom with a skid just before the bell rang, 'And she's safe!' she exclaimed happily to herself with a victory cheer in her head as she walked up the steps to her chair, her bubbly blonde friend Erasa sitting next to her exclaimed with a smile, "Videl actually on time for once? What's the occasion?"
Videl snorted and began scowling at the rest of the class, "What's wrong babe?" A second blond asked from her other side, "Wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?" He asked before he felt an elbow connect with his face, "First off, I'm not your babe. Second off shut up Sharpener!" She yelled.
Now normally someone yelling would be a topic for discussion, however when the one yelling was Videl Satan, daughter of the world savior, and her human punching bag was Sharpener Pencil, it was an everyday thing.
"It just so happens that my day was ruined by some gold haired jerk…" she grumbled, Eresa's ears perked up, "What's this about a gold haired guy ruining your day?" She was completely perplexed by the thought of a guy ruining someone's day; it just didn't happen to the ditzy blonde girl.
"He flew in and took out the robbers before I got there, and then he just flew off… Damn tricksters…" She mumbled, then Erasa looked over at Gohan and said in a dramatic whisper, "Gohan, this is Videl, do you know who she is?" He looked at her and had a moment where his eyes almost widened in surprise, "Her dad is Mr. Satan, the man who saved the world from Cell!" she managed to whisper with excitement in her voice, his reaction not being really what she expected.
That is to say there was no reaction other than a slight raising of an eyebrow, "So that man had a daughter huh? Never thought anyone would marry him to be honest…" he said under his breath thankfully no one noticed his comment as the class went on.
The first period of the day went fairly smoothly for Gohan, no one seemed to remember that he was even there, except Erasa who asked in a low voice, "What's your next class Gohan?" The boy in question looked down at his schedule and read 'history', "My next class is history, then I have lunch and gym followed by science 101."
Erasa beamed as she heard this, "We all have the same schedule, except Sharpie and I have regular science for fourth block." She gave a small frown, which Gohan could already assume was an unusual face for her to make, she just seemed so…. So cheery.
'Kinda like Goten only as a well-developed girl.' He looked away from Erasa to find Videl glaring in his direction, he looked away quickly, 'What's her problem? I haven't done anything to her… Except do her -apparently- job as the gold fighter and vanish into thin air.' He sighed inwardly as his conscience made a valid point.
Meanwhile Videl was still glaring at Gohan, 'You have secrets, I don't know what they are… But I will, you can definitely count on that Son Gohan.' Her glaring continued even as the bell rang and the rest of the class bar Videl got up and headed for the door, her glare keeping Gohan in his place.
Their eyes connected for a moment and his first thought was 'Her eyes are beautiful, it feels like I'm looking into the ocean around Master Roshi's, they'd probably look a lot better if she wasn't glaring at me all the time though…'
Her first thought was similar 'His eye's look like onyx or black diamonds, definitely the diamond, it's like he's looking through me.' A voice in her head sighed before it shook slightly, 'No, no I have to figure out what he's hiding and not be caught in his dreamy eyes.' She looked away first, harrumphed and headed for their next class, which was almost an exact replay of the first, she would stare, he would look and then blush before looking away.
The second bell rang signaling one of the highlights of any Saiyan's day, it was finally time for him to eat. His mind having been notified decided to let his stomach make the announcement that it was indeed empty and needed filling, by filling the room with a roar similar to that of a lion.
The whole class looked around in fear before noticing Gohan scratching the back of his head and patting his belly, "Sorry everyone, guess I'm a little hungry." He said with a goofy grin, the whole class fell over backwards anime style, they all stood up and headed for the cafeteria and then outdoors, Gohan headed directly outdoors and sat down at a table before pulling a capsule out of his pocket and tossing it on the table.
With a large puff of smoke, a feast fit for the table of the Ox King, only slightly smaller appeared in front of the demi-Saiyan as his newfound friends just looked at it. "Are you really going to eat all that brains?" Sharpener asked with a sneer as they sat down. Gohan nodded before waving nonchalantly in front of him and said "You guys can have some too, my mom cooked enough for me to share."
Erasa looked at the pile and nodded numbly, "Yeah, share…" Videl had a similar response before they all grabbed a plate and Gohan started inhaling his meal at a pace which made the rest of the group look on in something close to fear. A couple minutes later he smiled and nodded content, patting his stomach.
"Man can my mom cook…" He looked up at his newfound friends' full plates, "Hey, are you guys going to eat that?" They nodded before digging in, and realizing just how good the food was, and they inhaled it at a somewhat slower pace than Gohan but understood why.
Erasa looked over at Gohan, a question appearing behind her eyes giving them a glint that made Sharpener and Videl blanch at the sight. "So, Gohan, do you want to hang out with us after school?" She inquired, Gohan shook his head, "Nah, I have to get home after school."
Erasa frowned and then asked, "Where do you live?" In her mind there wasn't a reason to skip going to the mall so she wanted to know just how far away he lived, "Oh, I live in the 439 Mountain Area near Mt. Pazou ." He smiled, and his new friends' jaws all hit the floor, "Bu-But that's 500 miles away!" Videl burst out.
Gohan nodded, "Yeah it's a little bit of a commute, but I was homeschooled all my life so it's not too far for me to come make friends my own age, all my other friends are the friends of my late father…" His voice took a sudden sad tone making Videl and Erasa frown and even wiped the sneer off Sharpeners face.
'Still coming 500 miles just to make friends?' Videl thought, then spoke out loud "That's got to be a five hour commute every day!" 'If he has two five-hour commutes plus an eight-hour school day his total sleep would be six hours, however throw in homework and eating and he would only get like four hours of sleep a night!' Videl ran the numbers through her head quickly, she was brawn and brains.
"Well, it's only an hour when I fly, so it's not all that bad." His voice regained its vigor. With that out of her system Erasa was content with his answer and smiled almost as brightly as a Son, "Well if that's the case you'll have to come hang out with us some other time." She nodded as if confirming it with God. Gohan just chuckled and nodded wondering how he would get his mother to agree to that.
The bell rang signaling the second half of the day to begin and the new friends all headed for the gym, when they got inside Gohan felt a familiar Ki signature enter the building, 'Wonder who that could be, it has to be one of the Z fighters, the only other people that are even close to being that strong were Videl and Sharpener.'
He waited around till the rest of his class were heading out into the gym before changing into his gym clothes, a pair of black jogging pants and a long sleeve white shirt. As he headed out towards the gym, he heard a very familiar, very agitated voice. "Listen here you puny humans, you will do as I say, When I say, as I say it. If any of you crosses me, I will personally send you to hell and enjoy doing it."
Gohan blanched at the sound of the voice and ran out towards the class, 'Oh no… it couldn't be, it can't be…' He looked towards the front of the class, 'It is… What is Vegeta doing here… Dende if you had something to do with this, you my little friend are so dead.'
"Vegeta calm down!" he yelled as he got to the group, "Who said that?!" He yelled his trademark glare on his face, short and muscular he would make a great gym coach, that is if when he was teaching, he didn't blow up the gym, or the school. "What are you doing here Kakkabrat?" He smirked at Gohan, "I go to school here Vegeta, what are you doing here?"
The class sweat dropped looking between the tall new student in uncomfortable gym clothes and the short man with a pink Bad Man shirt and shorts showing off his incredible legs. They all just knew that Gohan had to know this person, or he was going to be so dead there wasn't even a word to describe just how dead he was going to be.
It was about this time that Vegeta noticed what Gohan was wearing, "What are you wearing those ridiculous sleeves for brat, tomorrow you will be in a tank top but for now this will have to do." He dashed towards Gohan at an alarming speed and ripped the sleeves off his shirt, while the class was staring at where their new gym coach used to be before realizing that he was nowhere near there and was in fact standing toe to toe with Gohan the poor nerd who had… muscles.
Lots of muscles and was glaring at Vegeta, "Vegeta mom is going to kill me for destroying a new shirt on the first day of class." He grunted and looked Gohan over, "You look weak, these times of peace are doing nothing for you." He looked over the rest of the class, "Today we will be doing a basic work out, Vegeta style…" The corners of his mouth turned up slightly and the girls looked pale as did a few of the guys, the rest thought that it would be nothing compared to their workouts at the Satan Gym.
"Vegeta, you better not kill anyone with your workout otherwise your wife will kill you, and my mom will kill me for not stopping you, or worse she'll make you cook." Gohan's face paled at the thought, Vegeta just sneered and replied, "Oh very well. But I'll only make it hard enough to hospitalize most of them."
The class paled even more, even some of the gym rats, "First we will be doing fifty laps on the track, followed by two hundred pushups," he looked over at Gohan, "You will be doing them as if we were warming up," He looked back at the class, "Followed by two hundred sit ups then we will be sparring so I can assess whether or not you are even worthy to do something more than stretch or if I should just destroy the school."
The class took to the track and Gohan took off at a quick pace trying to get everything done so he could spar with Vegeta so that the school might survive, or better yet the city, knowing Vegeta he might just destroy the whole city to keep from having to deal with having the press down his back, although Gohan would stop him before that happened.
Videl was doing her best to keep up with Gohan running quite quickly for a human but she wasn't quite keeping up, fifteen laps in half the class, mostly girls and self-proclaimed nerds and geeks were all but passed out on the side of the track, Vegeta just grunted and went back to watching the rest of the class.
Gohan finished the laps and was going into a handstand position for his pushups as Videl watched in amazement as she finished hers, 'Gohan is doing one fingered pushups, with one hand… from a handstand… Who is this guy' She exclaimed in her mind, 'Now I know for sure he's keeping something secret; I can already assume he does martial arts, but who was his teacher?'
Gohan finished his pushups and then blew through his sit-ups and walked over to Vegeta, "You ready Vegeta? We have to keep our power levels and speed down so the shockwaves don't destroy the school, but after I promise to come to Capsule Corps. and give you a real fight." Gohan all but pleaded as he took a stance in front of the prince of all Saiyan's, Vegeta's power level dropped to match that of Gohan's and he took his own stance before unleashing a flurry of blows that would've killed anyone else as Gohan blocked dodged and deflected them waiting for an opening.
Videl watched in amazement as the battle progressed and so did most of the rest of the class, their assignment forgotten by the strength and skill shown by the two in the ring. Vegeta finally broke through Gohan's defenses and landed a blow that threw him back fifteen feet before he dashed in towards Gohan and Gohan knocked him back. The bell rang and the Saiyan's stopped their punches, a hairsbreadth away from the others face.
"You're still too weak Kakkabrat, but for now it'll do, but you owe me a real fight." He turned to face the class, "Since Kakkabrat here kept me entertained, you will all survive, but tomorrow you will all finish the stretches or you might not be so lucky." The class headed for the changing rooms and Sharpener having been one of the ones who watched the fight clapped Gohan hard on the shoulder before grabbing his hand and blowing on it, "That was intense man, also What are you made of?! It feels like I broke my hand."
Gohan looked back and smiled, "One of my hobbies is martial arts, but I haven't really trained in a few years." He grinned while scratching the itch on the back of his head only Son men seem to have. 'That could've gone better, I'll talk to Bulma tonight and have her get Vegeta to resign, I don't want to have to worry about him destroying the city.'
Videl was in the other locker room spacing out, 'His form was perfect, there were no flaws in either of their forms, how do they know each other, and a better question is, why weren't they even sweating? And why weren't they hurt after being tossed across the room? And why does Gohan wear long sleeves? He has so much muscle definition, not bulky muscle like the guys at my dad's gym, but sexy muscle…'
Her face flared red, 'Did I just use the word sexy while thinking of Gohan?' she paused, 'No of course not but that guy is just abnormal…' The corners of her mouth tipped up in a small style, 'But the guy sure can fight, I bet that he'd make a good opponent to spar with, and maybe just maybe I'd get to see how tight those muscles are.' She grinned and headed for the door, other girls in her class watched her with something akin to fear in their eyes, 'Videl Satan smiling? Something is wrong, very wrong.'
Their last class of the day passed much like the first and second with one small change, Videl would stare and glare and then blush and look away, Gohan was confused beyond measure, but what did he know, all he liked about the school so far was one tiny girl with raven black hair tied back in pig tails, who had eyes as blue as the ocean and just as deep.
He wanted to get lost in them but every time he tried Videl would blush and look away. Even when she would look away and blush, she would peek timidly from beneath her hair at him and he would just have this tiny smile that told her, 'I know you're watching, but only because I'm watching too.' That little smile made her heart flutter, even when other girls were looking at him or trying to get his attention, all of his attention was on her.
"Mr. Son, excuse me." The teacher called out, attempting to get the distracted demi-Saiyan's attention, she finally threw a piece of chalk at him which he backhanded out of the air, purely out of reflex, which stunned the rest of the class.
Videl however noticed, and pointed discreetly towards the front of the class which managed to get him to pay attention, "Yes ma'am?" Gohan asked, "What may I ask were you doing Mr. Son, when you should've been paying attention?" she slapped the blackboard, "You did come here to learn, did you not? How Are you going to learn if you're not paying any attention to the class?"
Gohan looked at the board and grinned the natural Son grin, "Ma'am, I learned this when I was ten, I was already learning far more complicated things before I hit puberty, I'm here to make friends and earn a scholarship into a college, it doesn't really matter if I pay attention." He shrugged before pulling out his personal textbooks and walking down the stairs to show her his quantum physics book, along with his notes, and findings leaving her in a stunned stuttering stupor before heading back to the of the class and into his seat to go back to his uninterested posture.
The final bell of the day rang and he headed towards the door holding his brown satchel, not really paying attention to where he was going accidently knocking over a jock who hadn't seen his display of strength and skill in the gym since he was after all only in the freshmen's gym class.
The jock in question named Mark was getting ready to swing when a hand on his shoulder stopped him. Or rather it began to head towards the person who was now holding his shoulder only to draw short when a large hand stopped him from punching Videl in the face. He turned to see the demi-Saiyan equivalent of death staring him dead in the eyes.
If his steel grip and dead eyes hadn't been enough to make Mark change his mind, Gohan voice and words did "Touch Videl or hurt her in any way and I will bury you, I won't be quick about it either. I will break every bone in your body before I sink you so far under the mountains you will never be seen again." His voice was colder than ice and sharper than a scalpel making even Videl's heart stop from terror.
His trademark Son grin made it even worse. "We clear?" His now smiling voice said that didn't reach his eyes. Mark merely nodded and peed his pants from fright. Videl was very happy his anger wasn't directed at her otherwise she might've done the same. He released his wrist and this time, his smile was genuine and heartwarming, if she hadn't seen it, she never would've believed kind, goofy, cute Gohan had a side where he could make a threat like that and probably… No, she knew he could follow up with that threat, which turned that threat into something much more terrifying, a promise.
Gohan mentally slapped himself for his actions, 'Stupid, stupid, stupid… Why did I threaten him, he probably would've stopped when he saw who it was… Why did I just threaten to kill a fellow student, Videl probably hates me…' he thought sadly, Videl was also thinking, 'Dear Kami, do not let me get on the wrong side of Gohan, but considering he just stopped a punch from one of the biggest guys in school like he was opening a door and defending me no less? That guy is so strange, plus he isn't too bad looking, seems like those arms are for more than just show.'
She blushed slightly; glad her hair covered her face. 'Do…do I like Gohan? No… I haven't even known the guy a day, no… not even eight hours so why can't I stop thinking about his gorgeous smile, and his eyes, oh dear kami, those eyes.' She smiled a little bit and went to find Erasa.
Meanwhile Gohan had made it to the roof and was headed for Capsule Corps. he had a promise to keep to Vegeta about a spar, and right now he needed it. His subconscious kept going back to when that senior was about to hit Videl, and dear sweet Dende did it piss him off, he jumped to his ascended state and flew full bore to Capsule Corps. Vegeta was in for a rough time today.
He landed outside of Capsule Corps. about the time that Videl found Erasa in the school building, "Erasa, I know for sure that Gohan is hiding something." She stated crossing her arms over her loose white shirt, Erasas head tilted to the side quizzically and replied "How do you know that for certain?" Videl answered, "He bumped into Mark and knocked him over, and then Mark went to hit him, only I touched Marks shoulder to try and stop a fight, and he almost hit me."
She paused to take a short breath before continuing, "And right when Mark was about to hit me, Gohan stopped his fist and threatened to bury him under a mountain if he so much as touched me." Her face paled for a moment in fear as she remembered his threat, then it turned a light shade of red as she remembered his smile.
Erasa, being the good boy crazy friend that she is, didn't miss Videl's blush, and stifled a squeak with her hands before grabbing Videl's shoulders. "You have a crush on Gohan!" she gushed, excited that her friend was now actually crushing on a guy, when in all the years she had known her since elementary school she hadn't even noticed a guy's existence except as a sparring partner, "So what do you like about Gohan?" she asked.
Videl looked at her like she was crazy, "I do NOT have a crush on Gohan." She stated flatly, even as she thought, 'His eyes like diamonds, those defined arms, and definitely those smiles.' She flushed again before shaking her head to clear her thoughts causing her pig tails to smack her friend in the face, "No, there's something strange about Son Gohan and I will figure it out." She said before clenching her fists. Erasa smirked as she saw this, her friend definitely had a crush and she was going to help her get the boy she liked, one way or the other.
Gohan walked into the living room via the balcony that all the Z fighters had access to and waved at Bulma who was watching television, a question popped into his mind and he decided now would be as good a time as any to ask, "Hey Bulma, why is Vegeta my new gym coach?"
Bulma chuckled, "First off, Hey Gohan. Second, he blew up the GR three times, this week, so now I'm forcing him to teach otherwise I won't rebuild the GR and I will also make him cook for himself for the next year." Gohan shivered in fear, Bulma was becoming far too much like his mother, "That's just cruel and unusual punishment Bulma!" The young Son boy exclaimed, Bulma laughed and waved in the general direction of the GR, "Vegeta is ready and waiting for you to show up, so go and spar, I know that's you're here for."
Gohan waved before taking off in a low base state flight, "Bye Bulma see you in a couple of hours!" "And don't blow up my GR young man!" She shouted at Gohan, 'Those guys, I swear, it's just not right that someone as pretty as me has to rebuild that room every time Vegeta powers up.' She shrugged and went right back to her soap opera.
Inside the GR the artificial gravity was at 600 times, and both Saiyan's were in their first forms, both fighters collided in a maelstrom of kicks and punches, the occasional blow that got through creating small abrasions and small cuts, Gohan noticed a slight break in Vegeta's defenses and slammed a punch into the older Saiyan's stomach with a small ball of Ki held there knocking him into the wall, leaving a very recognizable dent in the super metal.
Gohan was preparing to use his father's finisher, his hands cupped and held by his side. "Ka…Me... Ha...Me…HAA!" The beam of energy pushed forward; he held the power down forcing Vegeta back into the wall before releasing it. "Why didn't you press your advantage Kakkabrat, in a true battle you would have lost." Vegeta bellowed.
A pair of mighty roars sounded and Gohan scratched the back of his head in a typical Son fashion, "I was getting hungry Vegeta and it looks like you were too." Vegeta grumbled and turned down the gravity, they both left the GR and Gohan went to his spare room and took a change of clothes before heading down to the living room and letting Bulma know he was headed to the rejuvenation tanks, Bulma was never pleased when they came to the table after training while bloody and beaten. An hour later Bulma released him from his tank and he changed into his new clothes and waved before headed home. 'I wonder what mom has cooking?' he asked himself.
Gohan landed in front of his house and was immediately tackled by his brother Goten, "Big brother, big brother, how was school, was it fun, was there food, what did you do all day, was it boring, can I go?" He took a short breath to continue his fast speech and was muffled by a hand on his mouth.
"School was fine, I made friends, Yes, mom had me a lunch, I studied in class, and to you yes, it would be boring, and no not yet." He looked at the mini Goku, "Are you good now? No more questions?" Goten nodded and they went inside to a table full of food, Chi-Chi stood beside the table, one hand on her hip, the other gripping her frying pan, Gohan looked up to see anger in his mother's eyes. He gulped, "H-hey mom, what's up." With about as much confidence as he felt, which at this point was exactly zero.
"Gohan," His mother asked sweetly, "Where were you that it took so long to get home from school, I know you can do laps around the planet in just a matter of minutes, so I guess my question is… WHAT TOOK YOU THREE HOURS TO GET HOME!" Her question was accentuated by a frying pan on top of his head. "Mom, I can explain!" She held her frying pan at the ready and just looked at him, "Go on then, explain."
He took a deep breath and said "When I got to school, my third block was gym, and there was a new gym teacher, Vegeta. So, in exchange for him not blowing up the school and possibly Satan City, I told him I would spar with him after school." He saw her calm down and begin smiling, "If you were just trying to save the school from that wretched prince why didn't you just say so, or at least remember to call?" She went back to cooking dinner.
A/N Well, that brings this chapter to an end, I would like to thank my beta's ABC, Yuna and Burieku, they all gave me encouragement and that made writing this that much easier, so thank you three. Please Rate and Review and if you're interested in reading more follow it!