Y'know, I guess my mother was right all along when she enrolled me in that school. Sure, Erasa is annoying as hell, and I'm pretty sure Sharpner is desperately trying to stay on my good side at all times, but it brought me one person who has helped me in so many ways: Videl. Yeah, she had to put up with a lot of my bullshit, but she's a tough girl. The one thing that I love about her is her determination. After the day of my presentation, fall break began, and Videl decided to come with me to an island so she could train more intensively. Let's just say, I took on the role Piccolo had when he trained me in spades. Yeah, it was only one week, but she made so much progress. I tried my damndest to upgrade to the next level of my training, too, but no dice.

When we came back on Sunday, the first thing we ran into was yet another duo of criminals in Satan City. Those dumbasses never seem to quit, even when the one adolescent with the balls to fight Cell is going around fighting crime with the daughter buffoon they think saved the world. I wanted to punish them for their stupidity, but Videl was confident enough in her abilities to do it herself.

"Who do you two kids think you are, huh?" One of the two robbers asked. He had such an irritating voice. They were trying to rob the Satan City bank, and would've gotten away with it if it weren't for us meddling kids.

"You two may think you can beat us up, but we have guns!" His partner threatened. These guys are so fucking hopeless. I raised my hand to blow up the truck they were trying to retrieve their weapons from, but Videl grabbed my hand and shook her head. Now this was going to be fun to watch.

Videl raised both of her hands over her head and crossed them together. I could feel her Ki rising, and it began glowing around her hands.

"MASENKO-HA!"

I smirked. It definitely boosted my pride knowing she was putting my very own techniques to good use. The Ki wave, while not providing the beautiful destruction mine would've provided, dealt a good amount of damage to the car anyway, and managed to scare the two criminals. I could practically smell the fear coming from the two incompetent gits.

But I guess desperateness breeds stupidity, because the pair decided to fight anyway. They ran at us, and we both kicked them high up in the sky for their troubles. Too easy, I thought.

After that, we flew back to West City. The day before, I called Bulma and told her I was ready to go back home. I felt that I was starting to get a good grip on my Saiyan instincts, so that what happened a few weeks ago with my mom would never repeat itself. Besides, I was feeling less inclined to talk back to her, anyway. I really missed home, and it was about time I went back. When we arrived at Capsule Corp, mom was already there.

Her face lit up when she saw me. "Gohan!"

Like my father would always do, I looked down at the ground and scratched the back of my head. "Hey, mom."

I stepped closer to her, trying to find the right thing to say as an apology. "Mom, I'm sorry…"

"I know son, y-"

"Not just for a few weeks ago, either." I interrupted. "But for…all of the crap I've given you for the past few years."

My mom smiled upon hearing that. "Thank you, Gohan."

She walked closely and gave me a hug. Yeah, I felt a little embarrassed about it, but nothing in the world beats a mother's hug. Not even killing Cell for all of eternity.

Bulma and, surprisingly, Vegeta came down to the living room, along with Trunks.

"Aww, Gohan, are you really leaving now?" Trunks asked with a frown.

I patted him on the head. "Don't worry, squirt, I'll come to visit every now and then." That was enough to snap him right back into a happy mood.

"Well, Gohan, it was great having you around." Bulma said.

I nodded and then turned to Vegeta. He nodded in response, and I expected nothing more. It was great to have him around; in his own way, he was like a father figure to me for these past three years. Sure, he did nothing to hide his general irritation, but that didn't change the fact that he's tried to help me so much, and if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have patched things up with my dad. I will always appreciate him for that.

I turned to Videl, who smiled at me. "What, you're acting like I'm never seeing you again or something." She said.

I shook my head. "Yeah, whatever. I'll see you at school."

Videl gave me a kiss and I tuned out whatever nonsense my mom was spewing about grandchildren at that moment. Videl flew back to Satan City. I gave one last wave to the Briefs family before walking out of the compound with mom. We both stepped into the car, and as soon as I closed the door, the familiar feeling – and noise – of my stomach growling hit me. Mom laughed.

"Yeah, I figured you'd be hungry. Now let's hurry and get home!" She said. I laughed nervously in response.

It was good to be coming back home again. I now had a promise to fulfill, and that was to make sure that my mother and brother were always protected. As well as to make sure I would always be there for Videl, no matter what. My father expected no less from me. I can't turn back from the changes I've made throughout the last three years, and my personality isn't going to go back to regular cheery ol' Gohan again, but at the very least, I won't be pissing people off with my stubbornness and short temper anymore. For the first time in a long while, I was actually looking forward to everything in my future. I was going to make my father proud at all costs.

Because if I didn't do it, I'd be *ahem*…One Miffed Delivery Boy

THE END

Yup, that's it! Thank you all for supporting me throughout this fic. I may do a sequel that revolves around a certain wizard taking advantage of our favorite half-breed, but don't hold your breath. My other fic, Dragon Ball NG, hasn't been getting a lot of love from me lately, and I'm honestly drawing a blank as to how to write the sequel fic without it either A) Being a copy/paste of the Buu saga but with Gohan and Vegeta switching roles, or B) a rip-off of Unexpected Majin. Ah, well.