Disclaimer: I think you know the drill. I don't own dbz. I do own my fanfics, but not the major characters.
Gohan, the Superhero
"Gohan, hurry, you're late!" Chi-chi said. Gohan rushed downstairs, grabbed his bag, and, quite literally, flew out the door.
Gotta hurry… Videl's probably waiting. She's been acting weird lately. I wonder why, Gohan thought. As he landed on the school roof, he noticed Videl waiting for him.
"Gohan! You're late! We'll be late for class if you don't hurry up! C'mon!" Videl said, grabbing his arm and dragging him to class. "Sorry, ma'am. I was expecting him here earlier, so I was waiting for him. Gohan, apologize for being so late."
"Sorry," Gohan said.
"Ok, go on to your seats. But don't be late again," the teacher said.
That afternoon, Gohan invited Videl, Erasa, and Sharpner to his house. Everyone but Videl declined. At Gohan's house, they watched TV for awhile in the living room, then went up to Gohan's room to listen to his radio.
"So, Gohan, what kind of music do you like?" Videl asked as Gohan walked over to his radio.
"Mainly older stuff, stuff my mom listened to," he replied.
"Huh. Such as?" Videl asked, thinking he might like her kind of music.
"Elton John, The Who, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, stuff like that." Gohan replied.
"Wow, those are bands I listen to!" Videl said.
"Really? Cool!" Gohan replied. He turned the radio on, and, at that very moment, Videl's watch beeped, notifying her that there was trouble.
"Gotta go. Duty calls," Videl said.
"Call if you need my help," Gohan said. "You know how to reach me."
"OK," Videl replied.
Fifteen minutes later, Gohan got a call from Videl on their special communicator. (a/n: don't ask. Bulma made it so the crime fighting pair could stay in touch easier.)
"Need help?" he asked.
"PLEASE!" she said, and hung up.
"Gotta go, mom, Videl needs my help," Gohan said, rushing out the door, and heading in the direction Videl went.
"ok, bye," Chi-chi said.