I wrote this story especially for peachchanvidel!



part one - what is the guy?



When angels falls, there is no one, who take care of them ...

If the might take their right, who will protect us?

Is a Hero, the only one, who could help us? Is there no Hero inside of evryone?

Yes, there is, but no one have enough courage.



Another day when the alarm clock annoyed you all the time, just so that you got to school on time, where you only learned how to best chat with the neighbor without being admonished by the teacher.

Groaning, Videl, the daughter of the current world champion, got up, stretched and yawned heartily. Her favorite nightgown, which is much too big, seemed to want to slip off her shoulders within every second, but an unknown force held the shirt in place.

She made her way to the bathroom, unfortunately passed a mirror and the next moment she wished she was blind.She didn't see herself, but a monster whose hair stood on all sides and was totally disheveled. How was she supposed to make her two braids out of them again?

As soon as possible she got into the shower and washed off her sleep first.



ChiChi smiled and climbed the stairs to meet her eldest son. In her left she had a tablet with sandwiches and in her other she was holding a stack of fresh clothes to put in Gohan's cupboard.

In front of her son's room she stopped to knock, which she did and then entered. Her son was lying on his back, snoring and his blanket had, like every morning, renewed his acquaintance with the floor.

Shaking her head and smiling, she put the tray on his bedside table, put the clothes on the next chair and went to the window and pulled the curtains aside.

"Gohan! Get up! You have to go to school!"

slowly the boy opened his eyes and looked sleepily at his mother."Can't it be Friday already today?" he asked with a yawn.

She smiled and shook her head. "Come on, get up, you sleepyhead!"

Gohan didn't really listen to her at that moment, because his nose had picked up the weather. Sniffing, he followed the scent and discovered his "victim" on the bedside table. He ran his tongue over his lips. “Eat….” You could only hear him say before he set about destroying the delicacies.

Laughing, ChiChi sorted the clothes in the closet and then went out of the room.



Videl ran around the next corner, through the school gate, and then into the building. She was about to be late, so she hurried even more.

She turned into the next corridor, and then she wanted to pass the next corridor, but she hit an obstacle that hurled her to the ground.

"Oh, sorry videl! Too late too?" A hand was held out to her and she took it.When she stood she looked at the obstacle.

"Gohan? I thought you would never be late!"

Gohan laughed the typical Son ™ laugh and touched the back of his head. "uh ... well ... too much breakfast! ^^" By chance he looked at the clock. "Oh shit! We have to hurry up !!!!!"

Without thinking, he grabbed Videl's hand and quickly pulled her into the classroom, just in front of the teacher.

Videl looked around confused. Did she really get into the classroom within a second? Normally, the process would have taken a good minute, viewed from its starting point. While running!

Confused, she sat down in her seat.



She was still a little confused when she headed home. How could they be there so quickly? How did gohan do that?

Suspicion grew in her. It wasn't normal! Nothing at all seemed normal about this guy!

Only today did she also notice the huge amount of food he was eating!Half the canteen was empty after his visit! And after that he had gotten to work on his lunch bag !!!

What kind of guy was that?

Thoughtfully, she sat down on the park bench that was standing in her way.

They caught up: he was quick - you could tell from the fact that they were so quick in the room; He was strong - that was proven in the first physical education class in which he jumped 8 meters high; He had a black hole for his stomach - the half-empty canteen was enough proof; Well built even more - in sport he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the hem of his shirt and she could see his washboard stomach…. Well built??? Since when did she think of Gohan, well-built?

she shook her head. Somehow since this morning there seemed to be a screw loose with her!

She suddenly remembered the moment Gohan had taken her hand ... it started to tingle in her stomach. She tried again to shake off such thoughts, without success.