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Chapter 1
By : Demonic_Host
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Teacher
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Gohan stood in front of his mom with his eyes firmly fixed on the ground. He knew that his mother would be angry with him for storming out of the house with you (his teacher), especially when he hadn’t returned with you. The teenage had fretted about it the whole trip back but had sort of made peace with the notion of getting into trouble. Besides nothing could take away from the fact that he got to hold you again. Even if it had come about from a less than ideal situation he was going to treasure that moment. And of course find ways or reasons to repeat it in variations.
“Are you even listening?!”
Gohan nodded meekly. He had only been partially listening. The other part of his attention had gone to reliving the memory of your arms around his neck.
“Then what did I just say young man?”
...okay maybe he hadn’t really been paying attention at all. He thought he had though but after so many lectures over the course of his life they all sounded the same. His memories of them all blurred together in a loop that made him feel guilty. Especially right now considering that he should have been listening but he hadn’t been able to bring himself to focus enough to do that. Unfortunately since he said he had been, Gohan felt the pressure to say something that related to anything she’d been talking about. Especially when his mom shifted her stance like she just had.
“Well?” Chichi demanded.
“Uh, you said what I did isn’t okay. That it was disrespectful to you and my teacher?” Gohan tried his best.
Unfortunately his best wasn’t good enough this time. He figured that out very quickly from the way that his mom had crossed her arms. Her lips thinned as she contemplated the best way to handle the situation. Which Gohan took as a very bad sign.
“Go to your room, Gohan. I’ll talk to you in the morning.”
Gohan blinked but nodded slowly. As he walked into his and Goten’s room, he carefully shut the door behind him. At the last moment he saw his mom’s lip tremble. He didn’t know why it had but the sight made him feel really bad. Something was very wrong and he didn’t know how to help.
Gohan laid down on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was strange how quickly his mood had changed. One minute he was happy about the fact that he’d been able to carry you around for a while, but then after seeing how upset his mom had been when he returned that elated feeling was replaced by one of foreboding.
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The next morning the confusion that Gohan felt as he watched his mom hold up multiple different papers, which she hadn't been keen to share, in order to seemingly compare something was palpable. He had gotten up as normal and had eaten breakfast as normal. It wasn't until he got ready to sit down to read the next few chapters in his advanced textbooks that things got strange. His mother, his mother, told him to take Goten out to play so that she could focus. The fact that she'd seen him about to do some school work obviously hadn't mattered. She had prioritized getting him out of the house so that he could entertain himself and Goten instead. That was what confused Gohan the most.
With no small amount of trepidation, Gohan made sure that Goten was ready to visit Trunks. He lingered behind his mom as Goten jumped around in glee. Gohan wanted to see if he could make anything out from the papers his mom was sorting through without her seeing. The most he got before she kind of shuffled them away was that she was looking at schools in all of the cities. As Gohan walked out of the house with Goten in hand, he couldn't help but frown.
Was she really thinking of putting Goten in a normal school? Gohan had a feeling that such a choice wouldn't really work out for multiple reasons. One of those reasons being the fact that there wasn't any reputable schools within a hundred miles. Another one was because of the fact that Gohan wasn't sure if there were any teachers that would be able to handle Goten. For the most part he was respectable but...well, he was their father's son through and through. The moment he decided he didn't want to be inside there was no way a human teacher would be able to get him to stay inside. And on the same topic he got the feeling that Goten wouldn't prioritize keeping the less common happenings of their family to himself. Like how instead of owning a car, the two of them often road on a cloud. Or many other little secrets like that.
Gohan landed on the ground with Goten following soon after. Even before they'd really touched down, Trunks was out of the house. He had a new action figure in hand and Goten jumped at the chance to see the new toy. Soon enough the two of them were so absorbed in their own conversation that they never noticed when Gohan went to go find Bulma.
She was lazily stirring a cup of coffee with a book of theories on time travel. Even though it had been a couple of years at this point, Gohan knew she was fascinated with what the alternate Trunks had laid out before them. He had definitely proven multiverse theory to them. And he'd proven that Bulma could actually create a time machine. Of sorts at least.
“Hey Gohan.”
“Hi,” he returned as Bulma sat down her book.
“You look troubled kiddo, what is it?”
Gohan frowned as he stared at the pattern on the table. “Mom wanted Goten and I to go play while she looked at school information.”
Bulma chuckled but Gohan didn’t join her in her merriment. “It’s not like having some free time is the end of the world.”
“We already have a teacher. A good teacher. She’s perfect. If mom sends Goten to a normal school, my teacher won’t be over as much to teach because she won’t get hours for Goten.”
“Oh, I see,” Bulma said as her laughter faded. It was replaced with a large, Teasing smile. “She’s perfect huh? Is she pretty?”
Gohan felt a blush rising to his face. It covered from ear to ear as he nodded slowly. He kept his eyes down for the most part but flickered them up once or twice to see Bulma’s reaction. She didn’t seem nearly as horrified as you had when you found out he liked you. In fact she seemed amused.
“Gohan has the hots for his teacher,” Bulma laughed to herself. “No wonder you’re such a little brainiac. You’ve been trying to impress her haven’t you?”
Gohan shook his head no in a slow, deliberate fashion. “I was actually testing badly and getting things wrong so she’d...I mean...I just wanted...I just wanted to spend more time with her so I got things wrong a lot. But then mom thought she wasn’t doing her job so she gave her two weeks notice unless I showed that I was improving.”
Bulma’s face took on a sympathetic look as a certain level of frustration and pain crossed Gohan’s face. It would have been worse if Bulma didn’t keep in mind that he was talking about his teacher and not a girl his own age. It was one thing to joke about having the hots for teacher, and other thing for her to outright encourage it. Chichi would have her head if she told her young impressionable son to go after it - to go after you.
“You’ve got time to prove that she was doing her job,” Bulma settles on saying.
“I tried! Last night I tried,” Gohan filled her in as he swallowed thickly. “But then I found something in her bag and—“
“Woah slow down there squirt. You went through her purse?”
Gohan nodded with a tinge of guilt on his face. “It’s where she keeps all the resets I need to do. And her cell phone was ringing. I didn’t want her to miss the call if it was important.”
“Uh Huh,” Bulma said with a slight tone of disbelief.
“Really! But then I saw…”
“Saw what?”
“...you know…” he still couldn’t bring himself to say it. Last night he had just showed you the damaged condoms. Today he didn’t have that option. So instead he pointedly looked down into his lap and then up to Bulma again before reacting that and said: “Things…”
Bulma’s eyes widened slightly. “Oh wow. She was carrying that with her on a job?”
Gohan nodded. He was unaware that Bulma thought of something far worse than the truth. Mostly because he didn’t quite know that the things she was thinking of, sex toys, existed.
“Two of them?”
“Two?!” Bulma’s eyes widened.
“I got so mad when I saw them,” Gohan admitted. “She can’t—I mean—he’s—and I...I needed to make sure she wasn’t...so I took her away to talk. But I hurt her Bulma. I didn’t mean to! I got so angry that I didn’t think about it! It just happened!”
“You hit her?!” Even is she was shocked that a teacher would carry two dildos around to an assignment with them, the fact that Gohan might have hit another woman over it sparked her feminine outrage.
“No! No! I wouldn’t do that!” Gohan protested as he snapped his head up to look at her. “I just fractured her wrist.”
“How is that any better?!”
“I didn’t mean to! I didn’t know I was hurting her!” Gohan tried to defend himself. “I never wanted to hurt her! I didn’t know I was doing it! I just...I’m too...strong.”
Calling himself too strong felt weird.
“I’m too strong for her. She’s normal. Just a normal person. And when I was holding her wrist so that I could lead her away from mom and talk...I hurt her. Because she’s not strong like us.”
Bulma tried to quiet that rage inside. If Gohan was telling the truth, it had been an accident. One that had come about because of his biological heritage and lifestyle. Like how Goku sometimes put Chichi through walls and roofs after getting back from his prolonged training. The thought that he’d done it in anger still rankled but it wasn’t as bad as before.
“Is she okay?”
“Yes. I took her up to see Dende last night so she’s okay now. But I...I don’t want to hurt her Bulma. And I can’t just stop having her as my teacher. She’s...she’s...my teacher. I don’t want Goten to go to school because then I won’t get to see her as much.”
The thought that you’d stop being his teacher all together never crossed his mind. Somehow he felt like you’d still be his teacher even when he went to university. You’d still go over lessons with him at home. Maybe even sit shoulder to shoulder with him then. And in his wildest dreams you were in his lap with his arms around you as you and he studied from the same book. And as you and he got through the whole book with perfect understanding together, you’d turn your head so that he could kiss you…and...
Gohan shook himself. Now was not the time for fantasy. He had to think about the amount of time he’d get to spend with you until he turned 18 as well as your safety.
“Gohan,” Bulma called his name slowly. He got a bad feeling about what she was going to say so he avoided her gaze. “She’s older than you and she’s your teacher. You know that nothing can happen right?”
“...not until I turn 18,” Gohan said in a whisper as he picked at the table with his fingernails. “I know that. Doesn’t mean I want him to touch her...he’s not good enough even if he is an adult.”
He wasn’t smart enough. He wouldn’t be able to provide for you in the future like Gohan knew he would be able to. He wasn’t strong enough either. He wouldn’t be able to protect you like Gohan knew he could. John should have been nothing to you but Gohan still had to find a way to prove that to you without hurting you. He made no promises about not hurting him though. Not at this point. Not after he had found you at the movie theaters with him and then found condoms in your bag.
“I don’t know who he is,” Bulma admitted. “But I’m serious Gohan. If she’s your teacher, nothing can happen. Ever. It’s not ethical. And if she agrees to date you after you turn 18, she’s definitely not the kind of woman you want to be with.”
Gohan’s head snapped up at that as indignation and anger filled his belly. Who was she to judge yours and his relationship? Who was she to say that he couldn’t date you?
“Was it ethical to bring a five year old to a life and death battle? Or to bring him to outer space?” Gohan asked in a snappish voice. “Or make him face down a monster that wanted to wipe out everyone on earth a couple years later? To make him kill for the good of the world?”
“Gohan!”
“No! None of that was ethical!” Gohan answered for her. “But no one had a problem with it except me! And I only did it because it had to be done! I didn’t enjoy any of that! But I enjoy her. She’s my teacher. Mine. And when I’m big enough, when I’m old enough, I’m going to marry her. I don’t care about if you think it’s ethical or not.”
“Your fourteen Gohan! You’re too young to think about marriage! You’re still just a kid!” Bulma’s tone raised in shock.
“Fifteen! I’m fifteen! I never got to be a child. So why should I start now?!”
Especially when John was already in the picture. He couldn’t wait too much longer like he’d been wanting so that it would all be legal. Not after what he found last night. Even if he waited to marry you in a couple of years he still had to make sure no one else was trying to lure you away. He needed to prove that he was better. That he was the smartest. The strongest. The best. But how could he do that if you weren’t around him as much? Or if he was worried about hurting you on accident? Or...if he still looked like a kid?
“It’s against the law Gohan! She’ll be in trouble no matter what. It’s better if you let her go with whoever he is. Then she can have a normal life and family without losing her license or go to jail. And you can move on...meet a girl your own age. And yeah, eventually you can marry her if you want. But Gohan, you can’t marry your teacher. You and she need people your own age!”
Without thinking about it, Gohan moved away from a shocked Bulma with enough force that the table flipped over. He spun around and took to the skies as his eyes warmed up in frustration. Bulma however couldn’t wipe the shock off of her face.
From the newly opened door, Vegeta scuffed. “She better hope Dende is as good at healing hips as he is wrists or that boy is going to put her in a wheelchair for the rest of her short life.”
Bulma gasped as her face colored at her pseudo-husbands words. “He wouldn’t!”
“He’s a saiyan and you just made him feel like someone was going to take his mate from him. The boy will do whatever he thinks will stop that from happening.”
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