From that point onwards, a lot of things happened to Gohan, Videl and their compatriots. Over the next couple of hours following the dismissal from class, the group began a thorough inspection of every single curricular group inside the main building. While dodging the traffic in the hallways and locating places on the map was an easy task, it was getting acquainted with some of these afterschool-hours groups that proved to be an even tougher challenge, especially for those unfamiliar with the activities being practiced by said organizations. This went double for the young man from out of town, who had now begun systematically crossing the various clubs off of his list one after the other as he, Erasa and the rest of their squad checked them out.
The first few were easy. The math club and the chess club needed no introduction, seeing as how they were widely known as the brains of the institute. Though Gohan was intrigued by the opportunities they had to offer, the rest of the members of his troop weren't, and were quick to pass off on them and drag their friend to some more exciting venues. The science labs were bustling with a whole bunch of students performing and displaying experiments for the public. The chemistry club in particular gave a fantastic demonstration on chemical metal embrittlement and the results of compound tampering. Those standing in the front row of that particular event ended up covered in yellow soot, which prompted Gohan and his escorts to leave before the next big miniature cataclysm took place.
The other clubs inside the building that the group swung by also included the visual arts club, the pottery club, the home etiquette club, the manga club, and the occult research club. After getting the shit scared out of them by the guys actually representing the latter branch of the school's dark underbelly, Videl then dragged Gohan off for lunch. Stomachs were quickly filled in the maid café setup on the second level, where all of them enjoyed several servings of tea and cakes. When the tastes of all members of their group had been satisfied, they decided to hit the road again.
Soon enough, the young Saiyan found himself standing outside the entrance to one of the club rooms closest to the library. Hands at his sides and an eyebrow raised, a smile slowly formed across the physically fit teen's lips as he read the banner that'd been hung up over the doorway advertising the name of the organization it was playing house to.
'The Calligraphy Club'
Saying it out loud under his breath a couple of times, the boy then took a step forward to enter said room, only to be speedily swarmed by Videl and Erasa when the group realized the guy had stopped a few doors back. Grabbing him by the arms, the two girls quickly dragged him away before his fingers could even touch the doorknob.
"Don't even think about it," the raven haired girl exclaimed.
Disappointment quickly falling over him, Gohan expressed his surprise with a groan, "Aww… b-but I…"
"Your handwriting is as good enough as it is, so let's keep moving, stud," Erasa said in a sing-song voice as they quickly rejoined Sharpener and Touya further up the corridor. "We've got a lot more places to check out before this day is through."
Hurriedly falling into step with the two males, the girls released the half-Saiyan from their custody and allowed him to walk on his own accord. As soon as he was dragged away from entering that particular classroom, which would've surely been a buzz kill for them, the slightly frazzled teen in the yellow leather jacket quickly popped out his checklist and crossed out the name of the club.
"I take it trying my hand at the other literary clubs is also out of the question, huh?" Gohan asked sadly.
His girlfriend nodded in affirmation. "Yep."
"You're surrounded by enough books as it is," Erasa continued, a proud smile on her face at successfully deterring him from a possible spirit hazing target. "Our goal today is to get you out of that cold, unforgiving place and into the sunlight."
"And don't think for a second that we're going to let you choose something boring," Sharpener cut in from the side, with Touya quietly pushing his glasses up his nose in his characteristic manner.
Giving a half-smile at his friends' various remarks, the Saiyan warrior then looked over his sheet and crossed out several more names. By the time they passed the book club setup in the library and began heading down the stairs, Gohan noticed that they'd already covered around half of the organizations at the institute. With lunch having come and gone, that practically left them with the rest of the afternoon to go check out the other clubs. This was a realization that put a smile on his face.
"I think we can go have a look at the outside venues now," Gohan informed, dodging a student dressed as a fantasy character and glancing across at the expectant faces walking alongside him. "Unless there are a few more in here we may have missed?"
Scratching his cheek, Touya then began making a couple of random suggestions. "What about the home economics club?"
"Pft. Yeah right," Videl chuckled while giving the sporty kid a smirk. "Gohan will eat them out of house and home. Not to mention his cooking isn't exactly… A-grade material."
"Alright. How about… the performing arts club?"
Erasa's expression brightened, "Now there's an idea. How are your acting abilities, Gohan?"
Pausing in the middle of the hallway so that his friends gathered around him, the demi-Saiyan watched them all take up audience positions and fix all of their undivided attention upon him. Realizing he was going to have to give a demonstration of said capabilities, the young warrior took a deep breath, calmed his nerves, and, with a big smile in play, let it rip.
"Fear not, citizens! So long as I'm here, the cold, unforgiving clutches of evil shall never think about laying its hands upon this city, nor shall it ever know the feeling of true victory! I am the light in the darkness! The protector of the innocent! The embodiment of all that is good in this world! I am the all-powerful, the unstoppable, the indestructible, Great Saiyaman!" And he recited all of this with the cheesiest super-hero voice and the most unusual poses ever conceived by a human being.
His little outburst in the middle of the hallway had almost every single student present stop and stare at him in bewilderment. With silence choking the area, the young warrior waited for his audience's collective responses. After several seconds of waiting, a light cough suddenly rang out, followed by a sympathetic and half-hearted applause from a nearby female student, who then stopped when she realized nobody else was clapping.
Appearing completely taken aback, Touya looked away in embarrassment, Sharpener was absolutely mortified, and Videl and Erasa had to turn away to hide their snickering.
The blonde jock glared, "Gohan…"
"Yeah?"
"Don't ever… EVER… do that again."
Blinking innocently a few times, the boy's arms dropped from whatever Ginyu inspired pose he'd assumed right there and he pressed his fingers together, "O-Okay." As soon as he'd straightened up, the rest of the students standing in the hall began to move once again.
Running a hand down his face, Sharpener shook his head at the teenager, who was now rubbing his head shamefully. "It's settled. That was, without a doubt, the worst acting I'd ever seen in my entire life."
"There's no way in hell you'd be able to put on a cape and cowl, go out into the city streets, and fool anyone with… whatever it was that you just did there," Touya cut in, voicing his opinion on his classmate's script-reading chops.
"Really?" Cheeks glowing somewhat, the spiky haired young Saiyan glanced over at the two boys with the most disappointed air you'd ever see on him. "I thought I did pretty well."
Her giggling subsiding as she brushed a stray tear from her eye, Erasa stepped over to the downtrodden warrior and laid a hand upon his shoulder. "Gohan… I love you, but… even if I was drunk, high, tripping balls, and had both my eyes pulled out and locked away in jam jars, there's just no way any of that poor excuse for dancing will ever pass off as acceptable… even by superhero standards." She then patted said area she was gripping comfortingly. "I guess that also crosses the dance club off your list. Two birds with one stone, eh?"
Sighing, the previously deflated Saiyan then passed Videl and the others a small smile. "I suppose it's for the best. I kind of have two-left-feet anyway." He then shrugged in their direction. "Besides… I can always learn how to dance another time, right?"
"Yeah. Whatever you say, twinkle-toes," Sharpener joked, wrapping an arm around the guy and beginning to pull him down the hallway next to Erasa, who locked her own arms around Gohan's. "Now… how about we try something a little more manly?"
Appearing genuinely curious at the proposition, the hybrid Saiyan blinked. "What exactly did you have in mind?"
Murmuring thoughtfully, Sharpener then grinned, "How about football?"
OOO
As soon as the group led Gohan to the first club outside of the main building, things started to get a little more interesting… for the normal kids anyway.
The first field the teen squad arrived at was the soccer field. It was here the young Saiyan was able to try his foot at kicking a ball for a team so to speak, which the players were more than happy to allow him to demonstrate his skills. The game started off quite well, where Videl and the others watched from the sidelines as some super talented kids were able to have a shot at going for a goal. But all of that changed when the black and white object was knocked in Gohan's direction and the warrior loaded his leg.
That one flick turned out to be his last and only tryout for the sport, where he took aim at the ball and ended up punting it clear across the countryside and onto the horizon. The instant the ball disappeared from sight, every single student turned their dumbstruck expressions towards Gohan, who was quickly hurried off the field by Videl and Touya. Once he had his regular shoes back on, the young Saiyan was speedily moved on to the next club, while at the same time dodging every single question pitched at him from a pale-faced Sharpener.
Gohan then went and tried his hand at javelin. While he was slipping on a pair of shoes, his girlfriend went over and reminded him to hold back on his strength as much as he could, so as to not draw too much attention to himself. This seemed like a simple and easy request. But the instant he made the pitch, the result turned out to be the same as the one he had when he tried out for both the shot put and discus throws, and he ended up chucking all three items clear across the bleachers. Gohan didn't really see much issue behind his rather stellar first attempts at a group of sporting events that didn't involve fighting. It was only when the club presidents started lobbying him to join them that Erasa and the others had to hastily pull the boy away from the oval so that he didn't end up swamped.
The last thing they wanted was for wonder-boy to get scared away.
At least the day wasn't turning out to be a total loss. The experiences on the ovals allowed Videl to learn more about her boyfriend then what she did previously; such as all of the stuff he was good at and… all of the stuff that he was shit at.
In complete montage form, the group of four then dragged the newcomers firm behind over to another tryout on the volleyball field. Though initially fearful of what kind of surprises awaited them, Videl and Erasa gave permission to Gohan to give it a shot, mostly for the fact that he appeared so happy. I mean, what else could they do?
There was no way they could turn down a handsome face like that.
The pair soon came to regret their decision to let the kid loose. As soon as the ball fell towards the half-Saiyan's side of the court, a single slap was all that was needed to knock all of the air from the ball and send it spiraling over the net. After a few graceful spins, the deflated mass of plastic then flopped back down to the sand, where all of the players could only gawk in shock at how effortlessly a single hit was able to put the ball out of commission. That was all the cue Videl needed to quickly push her friend out of play and away from the arena.
Things were no better at the basketball club either…
Inside the sports center, lined up with the hoop hanging just a few feet away, Gohan stood in the middle of the court, ball in hand and jacket zipped up tightly. The boy nervously weighed the sphere in his palms as he stared up at the spot he was supposed to shoot the ball through. Now though it seemed like he was being pressured by the crowd and wasn't responding too well to all the attention, it wasn't his audience that had him anxious.
Videl, Erasa, Sharpener and Touya were also watching him from the bleachers, along with a couple dozen other students, some of which had followed him down from the ovals to see what else wonder boy had to offer. It was these students that fell under the notice of the group, which then had the four of them hoping Gohan wouldn't attract any more attention then he already had.
Waiting patiently alongside him, the basketball club president, a tall red-haired young male adorned in the team jersey and shorts with the name 'Taiga' stitched onto the back, smiled at the spiky haired teenager and gestured for him to proceed. "Come on, kid. Don't be shy. Show me what you've got."
Swallowing heavily, the demi-Saiyan grinned back at him nervously. "A-Alright." He then turned back towards the basketball hoop, taking a few deep breaths to steady himself. Widening his stance, he then narrowed his eyes on the square as sweat began to trickle down his head. "Okay Gohan. Relax. Gentle… nice and gentle. Just a tiny bit of strength." Goal set, the teen was ready for the off.
Crouching ever so slightly, Gohan then raised the ball up and, with a gentle flick of his wrist, tossed the ball towards the ring…
This ended with the ball leaving his hands at several times the speed of sound, punching a hole through the backboard and the wall behind that. Immediately upon which Gohan froze in his throwing position, along with every other teenager in the hall.
Unfortunately it was the same result as before. The poor Saiyan got excited and lost control…
After seeing bits of the wall's plaster fall away, the club president turned to gawk at the new kid, who chuckled and casually swung his arms out of his stance.
Before he could stammer out some sort of an excuse, Erasa rushed in from the side and began pushing him off of the court and towards the exit. "Okay. That's it. Time to go. Thanks for the tryout, boys!" the blonde girl shouted in a hurried manner.
As Gohan was forced out the exit under the stunned gazes of the audience and the basketball team standing by the bleachers, he was quickly pursued by Videl, Sharpener, and finally Touya; the latter of whom turned around to grin across at their fellow students, and give them all a thumbs-up and an apology.
"Hey! How about that new chest workout? Huh? Does wonders for the arms, am I right? Heh-heh. Right?" the boy nervously spoke, backing up through the door. As soon as he was halfway through, he quickly turned heel and dashed after his friends.
With the entrance swinging closed behind him, the group not only left a completely stunned crowd in their wake, but about a thousand zeni worth of damage to the court…
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