Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Blinded ❯ First Day of School ( Chapter 14 )

First Day of School

It wasn't Gohan's alarm that woke him up the next morning. Instead, it was the sound of two voices whispering just outside his door.

"Do you think we should tape it shut so he can`t go?"

"No, dummy - Gohan would just go Super and bust through. We're probably going to have to melt the edges shut."

Gohan gave a mental groan and rolled over in his bed, having identified the owners of the two voices. First was his little brother Goten. Even after living his whole life with the Briefs, Goten had somehow managed to come out exactly like his father: innocent, naive, and, at times, not too bright. The other voice was Trunks; Goten's best friend and partner in crime. Unlike Goten, Trunks was very clever and almost always knew exactly what he was doing. He'd most definitely inherited his brains from Bulma, and was the mastermind behind most of their pranks.

Gohan laid there for a minute, trying to figure out why the chibis wanted to make sure he couldn't get out of his room. Then he remembered; today was the day he had to start his senior year at Orange Star High. Apparently the chibis didn't want him to go, and were prepared to take drastic measures. Gohan felt Trunks start concentrating his ki and jumped out of bed. On his stumble free way to the door, he mentally thanked Piccolo for training him to use his senses to detect objects like chairs and desks. Reaching the door, he pulled it open just as Trunks started to melt one side. Both chibis gasped as he appeared in the doorway and the ki in Trunks hand extinguished immediately. Trunks and Goten looked at each other and then up at Gohan, who was now leaning on the doorjamb in only his boxers with a smirk on his face, and bolted off down the hallway. As he felt the chibis running off down the hallway, Gohan smiled and went back into his room to get dressed in the clothes Bulma had picked out the night before.

A few minutes later, Gohan walked down to the kitchen. Bulma was at the table reading the paper and drinking some orange juice. At the stove, some robots were busy fixing breakfast. Gohan could sense Vegeta already in the gravity room training, and the chibis were in another wing of the house. Then Bulma caught sight of him and called out.

"Come sit down and eat before you have to go to school, Gohan."

Gohan slid into his chair and a robot put a huge plate of food in front of him. He immediately started gobbling it up in huge amounts. As he was eating, Bulma continued to talk.

"For your first day I decided that I'd better drive you to school, Gohan. Originally I was going to have either Vegeta or a driver take you, but I decided I' better be there to make sure the Principal remembers everything. By the way, you'll be getting a surprise in your P.E. class."

Gohan finished his food and carried the dishes over to the sink. Sitting back down in his chair, he sighed. He still wasn't happy about this whole `meeting other people' thing. Over the years, the few people he'd come into contact with -outside of the Z fighters - had mostly been shallow, hypocritical, and basically stupid. There'd been a few nice people, but still way too many bad ones. He didn't have very high hopes for meeting new friends, but was resigned to the fact that he had to go to school or face the wrath of both Bulma and his mother. Turning his head in Bulma's direction, he spoke up.

"It would sort of look strange if I arrived on my own, Bulma. After all, people don't expect a blind person to get around as well as I do. I'm glad you decided to come. If Vegeta had then it would've been a disaster. By the way, watch out for the chibis today - they didn't want me to go to school, so they were going to melt my door shut. They seem to be in a pranking mood."

Bulma laughed.

"They thought that melting your door shut could keep you inside?"

Gohan chuckled as well.

"Apparently Trunks decided that tape wouldn't work, so he came up with melting it shut."

Bulma collapsed into helpless laughter as she thought about it. Visions of Gohan walking out his door and becoming trapped in tape ran through her mind and set her off into another set of helpless giggles. Finally Bulma stopped laughing and looked at Gohan. She sat there thinking for a moment before standing up and walking over to him. Tapping the demi-Saiyan on the shoulder she spoke.

"Stand up, Gohan - I want to see how you look."

Gohan obediently stood up, and Bulma looked him over. Over the years, Gohan had definitely come into maturity in his face and overall physique. Gohan now stood at approximately six foot two - only a little shorter than his father. His face had lost all of its childish features, and had matured into young adulthood. He had a very handsome face, and you could definitely see both Goku and Chi Chi in it. Over the years, Gohan had decided to keep his hair somewhat long. Right now it went to about mid back, and he usually left it free, a single lock of hair straying from the bunch to curl over his forehead. It gave him somewhat of a bad boy look. His eyes however hadn't changed over the years - they were still the emotionless black flecked blue that creeped out everyone who looked into them. His body was another major change. In addition to his height, his physique had changed, and it seemed to fit him more now than it had when he was a child. Gohan was long limbed and had a lean, muscular figure rather than a bulky one courtesy of his Saiyan blood. The clothes that Bulma had chosen fit him perfectly, and only served to enhance his attractiveness. He was wearing a blue long sleeved t-shirt that didn't cling to his frame, but definitely didn't hide it either. The shirt was tucked into black, semi-baggy carpenters pants held up by a black belt. On his feet was a pair of black biker boots and around his neck hung a silver chain with a pendant the size of a quarter. The pendant had been a gift from King Vegeta on one of his visits to Hell. On one side of the pendant was the symbol for an elite soldier, as well as the royal crest - stating that Gohan was an elite as well as a close friend to the royal family. On the other were Gohan's own family crest and the elite symbol - stating plainly that his entire family was elite soldiers. Bulma finally finished her inspection and whistled her approval.

"I got to say kid; you turned out pretty damn good - especially in those clothes. You're going have girls crawling all over you in no time."

Gohan blushed bright red.

"Bulma, I don't want girls crawling all over me - they'll probably just squeal and scream in my ear."

Bulma just chuckled, looked at the clock on the wall, then looked back at Gohan and said.

"Do you have everything you need, Gohan? The scanner, the computer, the books?"

Gohan held up a capsule case and replied reassuringly.

"Yes, Bulma - I've got everything in here; including my lunch."

Bulma began to gather her stuff and get ready to leave. Walking to the door, she called out behind her.

"Good, Gohan; we wouldn't want you to forget something. Hurry up! We've got to get going or you'll be late for your first day of class!"

With that, she disappeared through the door. Gohan sighed, stuffed the capsule case in his pocket, and hurried after her. They climbed into Bulma's air car and headed towards Satan City. That was another reason Gohan didn't want to go to high school - his mother just happened to have picked the high school in the city that was renamed after Hercule Satan, the world's biggest fraud and one of the few living people that Gohan wanted to blow up. Hercule himself lived in that city and constantly made appearances all over town. Gohan didn't even want to contemplate what might happen if he ever meet the man and heard him speak. There was even talk about instating a mandatory class on the Cell games in all schools with Hercule as the focus. Finally Gohan felt the air car stop and he got out. He could tell from his senses that he was in front of a big building with a lot of kids swarming in and out. He turned back to the car and spoke to Bulma.

"I can take it from here, Bulma. You don't need to come with me. I can always call you if there's a problem."

Bulma shrugged to herself, thinking that Gohan was going to regret going in alone, but out loud she said.

"Ok Gohan, if that's what you want."

Gohan nodded his head and Bulma took off back towards Capsule Corps. Taking a deep breath, Gohan searched for the Principal's ki. Locating it, he started making his way into the building in its direction. When they had talked before, the Principal had told Gohan that he wanted him to come to the office first thing before school started. Skillfully weaving his way around people, through hallways, and up stairs Gohan, didn't really pay attention to the notice he was getting. Several girls had stopped in their tracks to admire him while several guys looked on enviously. Finally reaching the Principal's office, Gohan opened the door and went in. He could sense some lady behind the desk and assumed it was the secretary, so he walked up to her and spoke.

"Hello. My name is Son Gohan. The Principal wanted to see me before classes started."

The secretary looked up to find a handsome young man with long black hair standing in front her desk. The Principal had told her earlier that Gohan would be coming in, and that he was the new student who just happened to be blind. For a minute the secretary couldn't believe that the cute teenager was actually blind, then she glanced up at his eyes. Once she looked at them, she had no doubts whatsoever. Suppressing a shiver, she spoke in a sweet voice.

"The Principal is expecting you, son. He said to send you right in. It's the door on the right."

Gohan nodded his thanks, walked over to the door, opened it, and went inside. The secretary was puzzled - the boy didn't have a cane or a guide dog, yet seemed to know exactly where the door handle had been. The kid certainly didn't act like he was blind. Shaking her head, the secretary stopped her contemplation and went back to her work. Meanwhile the Principal was talking to Gohan in his office.

"Well Mr. Son - are you ready for your first day at Orange Star high school?"

When Gohan just nodded, the Principal, Mr. Nakanori, continued on.

"We reviewed your entrance scores and it was found that you scored higher than anyone else ever has in any given category. All of the teachers are excited to have you in their class. If you have any problems, feel free to ask them for help. By the way, I have your class schedule right here."

Mr. Nakanori put the piece of paper he had taken out of his desk in Gohan's hand.

"I had it converted into Braille for you so you can read it. For your first class I'll have an office aid take you there. After that your teacher will pick someone, or you can, to show you where your other classes are - that way you can familiarize yourself with the school faster. Unless you have any questions, I'll have the office aid show you to your first class."

Gohan got up out of his chair with his schedule clutched in his hand.

"I don't have any questions, sir. Thank you."

Gohan bowed and turned to walk out the door. Outside a girl walked up to him and introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Trisha. I'll take you to your first class. What does it say on your schedule?"

Gohan quickly ran his fingers over the schedule before responding.

"My first class is English with Mr. Annotare. By the way, it's nice to meet you. My name is Son Gohan."

Trisha smiled as she replied.

"Nice to meet you too, Gohan. English it is. Do you need to hold on to me or anything, or can you follow on your own?"

Gohan smirked.

"Don't worry about me. I can follow you easily, just lead the way."

"Ok Gohan, but call out if I start to lose you."

With that, Trisha walked out the office door and into the hallway. Gohan followed her, but inside his mind he was going over his schedule. Gohan's schedule was as follows.

1st Period - Subject: Language Arts (English) Teacher: Mr. Annotare

2nd Period - Subject: Math Teacher: Mr. Numerus

3rd Period - Subject: History Teacher: Ms. Storia

4th Period - Subject: P.E. Teacher: ????????

Lunch

5th Period - Subject: Government Teacher: Mr. Governo

6th Period - Subject: Foreign Language Teacher: Mrs. Sprak

7th Period - Subject: Science Teacher: Mr. Wetenschap

8th Period - Subject: Home EC. Teacher: Mrs. Zuhause

Gohan knew he would have no problems with the L.A., math, history, government, foreign language, and science. The only two classes he was slightly worried about were Home EC and PE. Home EC was a concern because the only time he'd ever tried to cook, he had managed to light his father's hair on fire. PE was also a concern since he didn't know what exactly had been worked out between Bulma and the Principal. Besides - Bulma said he had a surprise today, and he had a feeling it would have to do with PE.

As Gohan was following Trisha to his first class, inside the very room he was headed towards three people had already snagged seats with one another and were chatting. It was two girls and a guy. One of the girls had blonde hair and seemed to be a little on the ditzy side as she talked excitedly to the other girl while the guy looked on.

"Hey Videl, isn't it great that me, you, and Sharpner have all of our classes together?!"

The girl she was talking to, Videl, sighed and responded.

"Yeah Erasa, it's great."

As Erasa chattered on, Videl sighed to herself. She liked Erasa and Sharpner, but sometimes they got on her nerves. Videl's full name was Videl Marie Satan. She was the daughter of Hercule Satan; supposed savior of the world. Because her father was famous, Videl had a lot of people that wanted to be her friend just to get to her father. Only Sharpner and Erasa were her real friends. They actually liked her for being herself. It really didn't help much that Videl was also a very pretty girl. She had shoulder length hair that she kept in two pigtails, eyes that were a cross between blue and purple, and an athletic build. Her normal outfit was a pair of black biker shorts, a white tank top over a pink shirt, boots, and black fingerless gloves. She never wore dresses or makeup and had an explosive temper. Videl's attention was then caught by a comment from Sharpner.

"Hey, did you guys know that the old PE teacher, Mr. Lacro, quit the day before yesterday? The principal was scrambling to find someone to take his place. Apparently the person he found is, for some reason, supposedly famous. I hope its someone who will recognize my superior strength."

Sharpner was a blonde like Erasa and very proud of his muscles. He was probably the strongest person in the school besides Videl. He also had one of the best bodies in the school, and knew it. He flexed his arm as he waited for Videl or Erasa to respond. Fortunately for Sharpner, the bell rang just as Videl was going to let loose one of her famous insults. Their teacher hurried into the room, closing the door behind him. He put his briefcase on his desk, then walked to the front of the room. Holding up his hands for silence, he began to talk.

"Hello class, I'm Mr. Annotare, your Language Arts teacher. I hope-"

In the middle of his speech, someone knocked on the door, interrupting Mr. Annotare. With an exasperated sigh, he went over and opened the door, stepping out of view to talk to whoever it was.

Gohan had a very nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. As Trisha had been showing him to his first class, the bell had rung. A few minutes later Trisha stopped in front of a door and knocked. Gohan could feel that there was a bunch of people in the room. Suddenly the door opened and a man spoke.

"What is-. Oh, Trisha, it's you. What can I do for you?"

The man's voice had been irritated at first until he recognized Trisha, then it became completely friendly. Trisha chuckled as she responded.

"Hello Mr. Annotare. I'm just bringing Son Gohan to your class - this is his first period."

All of a sudden the man, Mr. Annotare, became absolutely delighted and turned to look at Gohan. As he looked the boy over, Mr. Annotare found that he didn't look anything like he'd expected. Instead of a nerdy kid with glasses Gohan looked more like one of the troublemakers. Mr. Annotare gave a mental shrug as he remembered that looks could be decieving, and spoke to Gohan.

"Well, well Mr. Son. I've heard lots about you from Mr. Nakanori. I understand your foster mother has created some devices for you that enable you to walk around without the help of a guide dog or a cane. Is that true?"

Gohan nodded and both he and Mr. Annotare thanked Trisha before stepping into the classroom. Inside the room the whole class had been staring at the door in curiosity, wondering who had interrupted the class and was talking to Mr. Annotare. When Mr. Annotare walked back into the room, a hot guy with long spiky black hair and a great body was walking behind him. Several girls started drooling in the boy's direction. Several of the guys who were watching the girls drool over the new guy cast glares in his direction. Meanwhile Erasa had fallen into the drooling girls group and was excitedly talking to Videl.

"Oh my Kami Videl, look at that guy! He has to be the hottest guy I've seen in years."

Meanwhile Sharpner was one of the guys glaring at Gohan. He turned to Erasa with a snarl and a smirk.

"Come on Erasa. I'm way better looking than that guy any day."

Erasa just looked disdainfully at Sharpner before putting her nose in the air and responding.

"Sharpner that guy is way better looking than you on your best day."

Naturally that comment provoked an argument between Sharpner and Erasa. Meanwhile Videl just stared at the new guy while Sharpner and Erasa argued. Looking him over from his long hair all the way down to his boots, she privately had to agree with Erasa. The guy was hot, but there was something strange about him, though Videl couldn't put a finger on it. He wasn't really looking around or at anything, just kind of standing there with his hands in his pockets. Mr. Annotare picked up a piece of paper from his desk and returned to stand next to the guy and cleared his throat. The class went silent, including Erasa and Sharpner who were content to continue their argument with silent death glares.

"Well class, it seems we have a new student."

As he spoke he gestured to Gohan.

"This is Son Gohan. His scores were the highest ever on all of the entrance exams."

At this there were a couple whispers of `nerd' from some of the jocks. Videl noticed that the new guy, Gohan, didn't react at all, but Mr. Annotare gave the jocks a glare before continuing.

"Gohan is also almost completely blind, but because of his foster mother's inventions, he's been able to adapt in order to come to school. So try to help him out if he needs it."

Mr. Annotare looked up from his piece of paper and gestured at Erasa to come down.

"Ms. Line. Mr. Son will be sitting next to you, so please show him to his seat."

Erasa squealed in delight, jumped out of her seat, ran down, grabbed Gohan's wrist, ran back up to her seat, and pushed Gohan's chair into his hand as he went to sit down.

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Man, Bulma wasn't kidding when she said girls would like the way I looked. When I was walking through the hallways earlier, on my way to see the principal, I decided to open up my mind a little to see what everyone was thinking about. I was definitely surprised to find the girls thought I was cute and that the guys were jealous because the girls liked me. I was kind of happy I couldn't see - that way I didn't have to try and ignore all of the death glares I was sure I was getting. But what I heard in the hallways was nothing compared to what I heard when I walked into my first class behind the teacher. Some of these girls were having hentai thoughts that could rival Master Roshi and Oolong. One was thinking up ways she could get a hold of a pair of my underwear. Another wanted some of my hair to make a love potion. Hearing that, I immediately memorized the girl's ki and made a mental note to stay away from her. Still another was fantasizing about whipped cream.

Then the teacher, Mr. Annotare, announced to the class who I was and told them everything about me - including the fact that I'm almost totally blind. I almost burst out laughing at the disappointment of some girls who were confident they could catch me with their looks. Then the teacher called out for some girl named Erasa to come down and show me to my seat. I heard a squeal and the sound of feet coming closer. Then I was practically assaulted by the girl, who proceeded to grab me by the wrist and drag me up to our seats. She sat down in hers and I sat down in the only empty seat, which was next to her. I could sense that there were two other people there besides her: one female, one male. The other female intrigued me - her ki was higher than average for a normal human. Earlier I had closed off my mind because of all the hentai thoughts of the girls, but now I was tempted to open it up again to see who this girl was. The girl who brought me up here began to introduce her friends, and I gave up the idea of peeking in the girl's mind. After all, I am supposed to act normal while I'm here.

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Videl watched as Erasa dragged the new kid up to them. As they got closer, she was able to make out more of his features. She still had the niggling feeling that there was something odd about him besides the fact that he was blind. As he sat down in his seat, she caught a glimpse of his eyes and almost gasped. They were by far the creepiest eyes she'd ever seen. They seemed to be light blue, but if you looked close there were black flecks in the blue, but that wasn't what made Videl uneasy. It was the fact that his pupil-less eyes didn't show anything. No emotions, no movement, no reflection, no nothing. Instead of reflecting the light like regular peoples' eyes, they seemed to draw the light in. Kind of like a black hole that draws everything around it inside... She had a feeling that if someone got sucked into those eyes, they would see things they didn't want to. Videl was snapped back to reality as she heard Erasa begin the introductions.

"Well Gohan, I want you to meet my friends. Sitting on the far end is Sharpner. He's one of the strongest guys in the school, but can be a royal jerk."

She pointed to Sharpner and stuck out her tongue, even though Gohan couldn't see her, and Sharpner flexed menacingly.

"In between us is Videl. Videl is the daughter of the great Hercule Satan, savior of the world."

Videl was watching Gohan closely when Erasa introduced her. She could usually tell what kind of person someone was by his or her reaction to hearing who she was. Needless to say, she was somewhat surprised when the only reaction Gohan gave was the tightening of the muscle in his jaw - as if he was clenching his teeth in anger… As if he didn't like her father. But that couldn't be right! Everyone liked her father, with the exception of the other fighters at the Cell games, the ones that used tricks.

<Oh well. I'll figure it out later. I just know this Son Gohan has secrets, and I want to figure out why I get that weird feeling about him. >

Videl thought as Gohan nodded politely to her and Erasa continued her chatter. Meanwhile Gohan was thinking to himself, and recovering from his shock at finding out that he was going to school with Hercule's daughter.

<I don't know why I am so surprised that the fool's daughter goes here. I mean, they do live in this city. I wonder if she's anything like her father. If she is, this just might be a little unpleasant. I can feel her curiosity and determination, as well as some unease about me. If only she knew... >

"So Gohan, why don't you tell us something about yourself?"

Gohan looked startled for a moment, as if he hadn't been prepared to talk about himself. He looked thoughtful before he responded.

"Well, I've lived with my foster parents since I was eleven. My foster mother makes inventions, and she's the one that made a lot of the things I use to get around. I've been trained in Martial arts since I was four years old."

Gohan was interrupted by a scornful snort from Sharpner.

"What do you mean you have trained since you were four? No one starts that early! And how can you train when you're blind?"

Gohan's expression grew cold and his voice was like steel as he responded.

"A friend of my fathers took me away for training when I was four. My whole family has been into Martial Arts since they were children. I have been trained to fight without my eyes - its surprisingly easy. So I suggest you do not talk about things that you don't know about or understand."

Sharpner immediately shut up. To tell the truth, he was freaked out by the tone of Gohan's voice. There had been so much menace and warning in it that he wasn't sure what to say. There was a moment of silence, which was broken by Erasa asking another question.

"So Gohan, where do you live?"

Gohan's face returned to its normal neutral expression as he turned his head in Erasa's direction.

"I live in West City, actually."

Before anyone could say anything else, the teacher interrupted them. Mr. Annotare was looking slightly irritated as he spoke.

"I understand you want to get to know one another, but please do so at lunch or some other time. Right now you need to be paying attention."

Gohan, Erasa, Sharpner, and Videl all mumbled apologies and returned to listening to the teacher. The rest of the class passed swiftly and, after succumbing to Erasa's request to see his schedule, he found that he had all the same classes as the others. The next two classes weren't all that difficult or interesting. To pass time Gohan talked with Erasa, Sharpner, and Videl. He showed them all of the stuff Bulma had made for him so that he could go to school. The scanner that made any written paper into a Braille version, the textbooks in Braille, and the computer with the key's in Braille that printed whatever he typed into plain text.

To find the classrooms, Gohan just followed his three new companions. He would spend the whole class being bored out of his mind because he'd known these things since he was 8 years old. Finally it was time for PE, one of the classes Gohan was uneasy about. Bulma had said it would be a surprise for him. That hadn't been too reassuring, since Bulma often had weird ideas about what should be a surprise and what shouldn't. As the class filed into the gym, they found the Principal waiting for them. Immediately people started whispering and speculating as to why Mr. Nakanori was there instead of their teacher. After a few moments, Mr. Nakanori cleared his throat, and the students quieted down he began to speak.

"Now class, last year's PE teacher quit a couple days ago. I was lucky enough to find you not one, but two new teachers. Now these two teachers are somewhat famous. Both have participated in several Tenkaichi Boudakai's, and one made it as far as the quarterfinals, and the other to the semi finals. They are also somewhat famous outside of the Boudakai. I'm sure you'll recognize them when they come out."

With that, Mr. Nakanori gestured to the door behind him and, as if on cue, the door opened and two people stepped in. As the Principal was speaking, Gohan was almost freaking out. He had a very bad feeling about this… When Mr. Nakanori announced they were Boudakai fighters, the feeling of unease grew and Gohan began to search with his mind for any ki he would recognize. He stopped, horrified, as he recognized two kis - the ones right outside the door Mr. Nakanori was standing in front of. As the door opened, Gohan's worst fears were recognized as Krillin and Yamcha stepped in to stand next to Mr. Nakanori.

All of a sudden the entire class erupted into excited talking and yelling. People recognized Yamcha from baseball, as well as being a fighter in the Cell games, and Krillin was recognized as a Boudakai fighter and a Cell games fighter. In the last couple years the study of the Cell games had identified two more of the fighters: unfortunately both Krillin and Piccolo had both been recognized because of their Boudakai fights. Fortunately no one had recognized Goku, Gohan or Mirai Trunks. Goku and Gohan because they'd been in Super Saiyan form the whole time the cameras had been on, and Mirai Trunks because they didn't have any records on him.

Videl recognized the two men immediately. Just like everyone else, she'd studied past Boudakai tapes, as well as the videos from the Cell games. Videl looked over at Gohan and was surprised to see him banging his forehead with his hand and muttering to himself. Videl was a little too far away to actually hear him, but she caught snatches here and there.

"....can't believe......she.......stupid....Bulma....kill her.....get home....."

Videl was more than a little puzzled. Why would Gohan want to kill someone? Who was `Bulma'? Why wasn't he excited about their new teachers? She knew that he could hear everyone talking about who they were. Then, suddenly, the class quieted down. Mr. Nakanori left, leaving Yamcha and Krillin facing the class. Krillin was the first to speak.

"Hello everyone, my name is Krillin, and the guy standing next to me is Yamcha. We'll be your teachers for the school year, and the first thing we'll be doing is Martial Arts. We want you to call us by our first names, please. I'm sure you have some questions, and we'll answer them in a moment. The only thing we will not answer questions on is the Cell Games and anything related to them. Raise your hand and we'll call on you for your question."

Immediately most of the class' hands went up. Yamcha looked around and pointed at some random girl who immediately squealed, then asked her question in a high pitched voice.

"Are you single, Yamcha?"

Yamcha blushed and stammered that it wasn't an appropriate question. Krillin and Yamcha answered some more questions while Gohan edged further back, until he was finally at the back of the class and leaning against a wall. He was trying to think of some way to get out of this before Krillin or Yamcha noticed him. Thank Kami he had made a habit of suppressing his ki, so he knew they couldn't sense him. Little did he know that Videl was watching him with a strange look on her face, wondering what in the world he was doing. Just then Krillin and Yamcha started to take roll call.

"Anno, Leanne."

Leanne chirped back a yes, and down the list Krillin and Yamcha went, calling out names and receiving responses.

"Bando, Bryan. Carpenter, Mark. Dendian, Kim. Line, Erasa. Pencil, Sharpner. Satan, Videl."

Both fighters lifted their eyebrows at that name, looked at Videl, looked at each other, and went back to the list. Then Yamcha grinned as he spotted a name on the list, poked Krillin, and pointed to the name. Krillin started to grin as well, and called out.

"Gohan, we just saw your name on the list! Where are you? Why are you hiding? Come out come out where ever you are!"

The class was puzzled: what did their new teacher Krillin - who was famous - want with the blind kid? The class parted until Krillin and Yamcha could see Gohan, who'd propped himself up against a wall looking disgruntled. Yamcha grinned even bigger and called out.

"Hey Gohan, come up here man! I haven't seen you on a while. Why were you all the way back there?"

Gohan shoved away from the wall and walked over to Krillin and Yamcha, exchanging backslaps as he spoke.

"Well, for one - Bulma didn't tell me you two would be teaching the class. And two -nobody here really knows who I am or who my foster parents are, so they don`t know that I know you guys too."

Krillin snorted, then replied.

"Well, Bulma didn't know that we'd be teaching. We just got the job the day before yesterday. So I guess you're trying to keep a low profile, huh? What are you doing in a PE class anyway bro? Won't people think it's strange that a blind kid can move around like normal one?"

Gohan paled - if Bulma hadn't known about Krillin and Yamcha, then he still hadn't gotten Bulma's surprise.

"Krillin, do me a favor?"

Krillin looked at Gohan in surprise, wondering what had made him turn so pale all of a sudden.

"Sure bro, what do you need?"

"I need you to check and see if you have any special notes regarding me."

Krillin started flipping through papers as Yamcha turned to Gohan.

"What's up Gohan? Why do you want Krillin to look through the files?"

Gohan was practically chewing on his nails as he answered.

"Bulma wouldn't tell me what I was going to be doing for PE. She said it was a surprise, and since she didn't know about you guys, you can't be the surprise she was talking about. I have a feeling that the surprise isn't going to be a good one."

"You'd be right Gohan."

Both Yamcha and Krillin turned towards Krillin who was holding a sheet of paper, pale and trembling.

"It says here that Son Gohan, because of his blindness, will be having an alternate PE with his foster father as instructor. Vegeta Briefs has permission to do whatever PE activity he feels is neccessary."

Gohan paled even more, and Yamcha went dead white. Just then the door at the far end of the gym banged open, and in walked the last person on Earth Gohan ever wanted to see in school. Vegeta.

Videl was getting fed up. Gohan had been talking to the teachers for the last couple minutes, and it seemed as if they knew each other pretty well. Videl supposed that if Gohan knew them well, then it explained his reaction earlier when Videl had been introduced. He probably wasn't too fond of her father because he was friends with the guys her father had denounced as fakes. Videl was just about to yell at him and demand an explanation for everything when the door at the far side of the gym banged open and in walked Vegeta Briefs, voted the most dangerous man in the world for the past five years. He was making a beeline for Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha.

While Videl was pondering the mysteries of Gohan, Gohan was groaning to himself. He had sensed Vegeta as soon as he stepped in the door, and was not happy in the least. He couldn't believe Bulma had been stupid enough to have Vegeta come to the high school, let alone be Gohan's teacher for PE. Gohan could feel Krillin and Yamcha's unease, and didn't blame them. Gohan wasn't exactly sure what Vegeta was going to do, and that made him a little nervous as well. Vegeta stomped towards them, but finally stopped a couple feet away from Gohan and spoke.

"Brat, the woman told me I'm supposed to come here and we'll spar for however long this baka class goes. She also said to tell you that no ki blasts, transformations, or speed beyond a normal human's is allowed. Now let's get outside so I can kick your ass around."

Vegeta then turned to Krillin and said in a menacing voice.

"I take it you and the other weakling have no problem with that, cue ball?"

Before Krillin could speak, Gohan stepped in.

"Vegeta, what in the hell was Bulma thinking when she sent you here? I'm supposed to act normal, but me sparring with you - when I am supposed to be a blind kid - isn't exactly acting normal."

Vegeta just snorted as he replied.

"What the hell do I care if you act normal or not. You can take it up with the woman. She's the one who arranged everything, she even threatened me with no food unless I came here and did this, so you better go along with it. I don't feel like starving just so you can act normal around these pitiful earthlings."

Gohan sighed. He'd just have to talk to Bulma later. He and Vegeta turned to go outside when they were stopped by a shrill voice screaming.

"SON GOHAN, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE? I WANT SOME EXPLANATIONS NOW!!!"

Gohan winced. He recognized that voice as belonging to Videl. Vegeta turned around and saw some onna screaming her head off like a banshee and stomping over towards them. Vegeta then looked at Gohan, who looked resigned and irritated as the girl got closer. Vegeta smirked - he wanted to see what the boy would do about this harpy woman. Crossing his arms over his chest, Vegeta sat back to enjoy the show.

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