The class could not go by any slower, and be any more boring than it currently was. A Thursday afternoon and all Videl could think of was going home and going to bed. Training with Gohan for this tournament was really taking a tear out of her; she'd never admit to him. All she could think of at the moment was going home for a nice afternoon nap before she was supposed to go to dinner with her dad and whatever important people he was to impress tonight. It would be all 'adult' conversation which would put her to sleep, kind of like this class. Come to think of it most of his dinner dates were like this teachers lecture. At least the food was good. Her stomach growled in response to that thought. Lunch was horrible today which left her to not eat that much. Plus, with finishing up the homework to this class she wouldn't have had time anyways to scarf down whatever it was anyways.

Turning her head lazily around she looked to see what her friends were doing. To her right a seat after friend Erasa Sharpener was busy doodling a cartoon she wished she could see from her seat. It must've had something to do with today's lecture on punctuation at the end of sentences. It was so boring. The teacher did not get the message that the class was as dumb as doornails; even the students admitted that to themselves. The teacher needed to dumb it down, otherwise most of the class would be seeing her again next year. Erasa, sitting right next to her, had her pen in her mouth and was chewing it as usual. She was trying to understand what the teacher was talking about. She was actually interested because she liked to write and this was something she had to know in order to write out stories, essays or whatever else she was going to be writing on. She actually had to pay attention to this lesson.

To her left, the boy that was still dubbed the new kid in school, her friend Gohan, the one who was very strong and very odd, sat with his head at attention, listening to the teacher go on and on about exclamation points with vivid details, but from the looks of his paper, he had written everything that was needed as point, and with examples. The teacher didn't even explain it yet and he had covered the part. He was smart; Videl gave him that. He told her he was home schooled. His mother, Chichi, which she saw on occasion, looked and meant business. She was very strict, but also very kind for a lady to let her son train for a tournament. She didn't let him take the time off from school like he wanted, but he still got to train and even help Videl out. There were secrets between the two though that she did not know. Sometimes, even when he said he was going to train by himself he was actually with Videl. It was meant to be kept secret, and that went for her as well. Her father was not to know any of this. He did not even know of a Gohan and that was how it was going to be kept. He didn't need to know because he would blow his top, and he would want a piece of Gohan which she was afraid might hurt him. It was there secret and nobody else knew. They weren't really dating, but just enjoying each other's company. They trained a lot, and even with Goten sometimes it got difficult despite Gohan's warnings to his little 

brother. The two brothers were strong and very close. She never had siblings and with her father busy most of the time she grew lonely. She needed somebody and sometimes fought jealousy at how close the small family was.

The boy in her thoughts looked at her and smiled. He looked around for a second then back to the teacher. A folded piece of paper on his desk soon moved under the desk and nudged her leg. She took it and kept her eyes on the teacher who stopped reading through the book and looked at her class.

"You all may think I am not the brightest teacher, but I see everything that is going on here. The only person that is going to pass tomorrow test is Gohan," he teacher scolded pointing right at her victim. The students of the class glared daggers at him.

"There is no curve this time," she went on, placing the book on the desk, "Although before we continue we all must find out what Son Gohan has to say to Videl in the note she is holding under the table since it is obviously so important that it cannot wait until after class."

A red blush flashed across both their faces. Only Gohan knew what was on the piece of paper, and reading it to the entire class would cause both of them embarrassment. Unfortunately the she devil had eyes in the back of her head, and if she didn't read the note then she was looking at a week's detention. Her father would not go for that. She had to read it.

All eyes on her she stood up from her seat and unfolded the paper in front of her and looked at the tiny curved writing of her friend Gohan. She had to hold the paper closer and squint. He was very smart and all, but his hand writing was nothing but chicken scratch half the time. It was hard to read and Videl wondered half the time if their teachers actually understood what he was writing.

From bringing it closer she read the writing which made her embarrassment fade fast and a small smile place her slight frown from not knowing what would come of this class's embarrassment. The note simply said, Can you babysit my little brother tomorrow night?

"Well Ms. Videl we're all waiting," the impatient teacher nagged arms crossed tapping the roach killer she was wearing on her foot.

"The note says if I can babysit tomorrow night," she said with confidence facing out toward the teacher. The class snickered for the teacher was very annoyed, and wasting her valuable time for the pointless sentence on the piece of paper. No one in the class would have ever thought Videl to be the baby sitting type which was another reason the whole thing was comical.

"Good thing its tomorrow because you, Mr. Son, Patrice, Leer and Deswell all brought yourselves afternoon detention with me," she spoke this time with pride as the accused moaned with disdain.



"So will you?" Gohan whispered.

Videl nodded. Detention wouldn't be that bad as long as Gohan was going to be there.

She still wanted to see the cartoon that Sharpner was writing; he was lucky that he didn't get caught out.

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Detention was what she expected, long boring and quiet. A teacher she did not have was the one directing it hushing every noise that went on. A pencil fell on the ground and he was down that person's throat. She could not find any way to talk to Gohan even though he was sitting right next to her. So most of the time she spent with her head on the desk listening to the clock ticks and counting her pulse to see whether she was alive or not. She was, but at some moments when the class was way too quiet she found it hard to believe. Not a breath sounded. Would at any moment a killer pop out and kill her?

Then to make it all worst, the humid air outside just pushed through the opened pull out window. It was hot, and that made her dreary. That nap was looking better and better every minute. Maybe if she laid her head down and closed her eyes to just re……

A tap on her leg made her open her eyes and lift her head. Gohan was there to make sure she stayed awake.

'Thanks' she mouthed

After detention, the students left the room to leave the school. The clock on the halls wall read five-fourteen. There would be no nap today, but to go home and get ready for dinner. This meant she had to wear a dress and put on impeccable manners. If the nimble, which it will most likely be really starts to get to her she wasn't really sure if she could contain the runaway tongue that seemed to splurge on when one of these woman tried to talk down on her, or just act as if she wasn't there. When that happened that was when she really let it go. She had to endure the yelling from her father even though her father should not be about with these women. The night usually ended up with her and her father arguing and her spending the rest of the night in her room until she had to go to school the next morning. Tonight should be no different.

"Any plans for tonight," Gohan questioned while she leaned against the lockers. Gohan shuffled through his locker.

"Yeah, I have to attend dinner with my father and some bimble. I don't like when he does this. He makes me go along as if I enjoy meeting," she held up air quotes, "Important people. It will never get though to him that I don't like these people. I don't want anybody else to live with us. I like it just the 

way it is. Dad is very strong and trains constantly. He doesn't have time to be with these floozies," Videl finished slamming Gohan's locker door whether he was finished with it or not. He was, but her anger got the best of her.

"Then just bail out of it," Gohan thought for a moment as they walked down the hall together. Most of the students already cleared out as well as the teachers, so it was pretty quiet.

"You know as very well as I do that that's not possible. Paparazzi will always be where my father is, so if his "precious daughter" is not there then there will be talk and controversy. I hate trouble." Videl frowned as they took the stairs up to the top of the school where they would fly off.

"Do you want me to fly with you home?" Gohan asked. Sometimes he flew with her, other times they separated at school. A lot had to do with whether one had to do something at school or not.

"It's okay; I want to clear my head before I head home and get ready. I'll see you tomorrow in school, if I show up. What time do you want me to show up tomorrow?" She questioned.

Gohan thought about it for a moment, and then replied, "Well, come around at five to have dinner. Mom wouldn't want you to miss dinner since you are doing us a favor."

She shrugged and gave him a quick hug, "Catch you later," and she took off into the sky.

She flew around for a good twenty minutes before she went home and got dressed. Dinner was what she expected. It wasn't an "important client" or anyone important. Instead it was a magazine editor who, as Videl simply put it "had the hots for her father." The lady talked to Videl as if she was eight years old; slowly and loudly. Then the lady had the audacity to try and send Videl away for important questions. Videl would have gladly left, but had to stay to put the status of their relationship out of its misery.

By the end of the night, which ended around eight-thirty; a short night it was, Videl was already in her room with the door slammed shut and her father on the other end threatening to break the thing down.

"I just want to be alone. I don't want anybody here. I like it just the way we are," she shouted through. Hercules stayed there for a few minutes, and said the same line he always said through the door with her on the other end mouthing it along, "I just want us to be happy, and to be a family, and maybe one day we can complete this family." Then he was gone which left Videl sitting on the opposite side of her bed holding herself back from releasing angry, unwanted energy that just kept building up. If only she could see Gohan tonight, if only she could train with him and release this anger.

In the end she just ended up lying on her bed and falling asleep. The next morning Videl wasn't feeling very well so she didn't end up going to school, but just spent most of the morning sleeping. Her 

father was already gone for the day to train and endorse. He didn't know that she wasn't in school and would mostly not find out. For all they knew, she had something "important" to take care of.

The only thing she needed to take care for the day was to go to Gohan's to babysit. Everything would go smoothly if it was just Goten. Last time when she was there to watch Trunks and Goten all Trunks did was give her a hard time. He was very clever and had many tricks up his sleeves. He was trouble and being Goten's best friend, the two of them were very much trouble. Plus Trunks knew how to fly at the time and made her job much more difficult. The only thing she got out of the evening was when his mother came to get him and the phrase, 'his father would be hearing about it.'

For the rest of the day, after sleeping most of the morning Videl spent most of the afternoon in the gym beating the poor punching bag, just beating out all of her anger before she was to go to Gohan's house. She didn't want to place any unwanted anger in their direction. They did nothing wrong and they didn't deserve her unwanted anger.

After the practice she took a shower and flew over to the property of the Son's residence. She knocked on the door. A yell from Chichi told her the door was open, so she turned the knob and let herself in closing the door behind her. The wonderful smells of a home cooked meal wafted in making her mouth water and her stomach grumble. She hadn't eaten anything at all since last night's dinner which was bitter due to the lady.

"Gohan," Chichi yelled, "Videl is here."

Gohan came into the room, but as he was about to take another step a blur of orange ran past him from the living room attaching itself to Videl's leg.

"Hi Goten," she said ruffling his hair.

He unattached himself.

"Hey Videl," he greeted, "Videl, can you come play with me and Trunks?" Goten questioned pulling on her pant leg.

"Trunks is here," she questioned looking at Gohan. She felt uneasy and hoped that the young boy wasn't staying. Why was he there in the first place?

"Don't worry," Gohan said in a low voice, "He's not staying long. His father will come and get him soon."

'Good,' she mouthed to Gohan and smiled at Goten. Trunks came into the room looking for Goten and giving Videl his evil smirk.

Videl looked elsewhere and followed Gohan into the kitchen while the two boys ran off to play. She went over to Chichi with a smile on her face because Chichi was very suspicious of the girl in question. She suspected her of taking the time and attention of Gohan's studies. She didn't want her to do that, so sometimes she was a bit neglectful, in the background when Gohan was asking her if he and her could go do something together like go watch a movie, or even when the decision was to even 

take Goten to the park. Other times she was very nice and hinted of grandchildren or of her being Gohan's girlfriend because she was a nice girl.

Basically she couldn't win so she just took whatever was thrown at her.

"Can I help with anything Chichi," Videl offered offering to get on her good side.

Chichi turned from the stove with her wooden spoon in hand and smiled at Videl. So she was in a good mood. Wherever she was going she was probably happy about it. She didn't ask Gohan where they were going.

From behind Chichi's back Gohan snuck by to the stove while Videl caught conversation with Chichi. Videl caught on to him and he raised a finger to his lips. A small pile of chicken was next to the stove and that was Gohan's destination; to take a piece of chicken without being caught. His cute antics made Videl smile.

"No, no Videl," she said, "You are doing Gohan and me a big favor. Relax, you're our guest for di-," in a quick motion, even very quick for Videl's eyes the wooden spoon collided with Gohan's arm which never made it to the pile of chicken.

"Gohan you know you have to wait until dinner, "Chichi yelled turning her back to the stove continuing to fry.

Gohan dramatically made a pained face holding his arm. Videl chuckled and they both went outside where Gohan set the picnic table. Since it was a beautiful day they were going to eat dinner outside.

"You're mother is strong," Videl laughed, "And quick. Maybe she should enter the tournament," they both laughed.

After setting everything up Gohan sat down across from Videl. Goten and Trunks came outside just as Vegeta landed down. Trunks went up to him.

"Hey Vegeta," Gohan said to the Saiyan Prince. Vegeta only nodded and took off with his son.

The Son family and Videl enjoyed a nice dinner from Chichi. Once again Videl offered to help but Chichi declined. Goten wanted to train with Gohan which Chichi thought was a good idea; it would tier him out. The three took off to Goten's favorite spot.

Goten's favorite spot was a clearing in a rock formation that he and his brother, erm, made themselves. Since they liked to spar a lot and since they were both very strong they created the man made structure with ki blasts that "missed."

Gohan and Goten messed around with a few blasts while Videl sat on her very own personal rock chair and watched. She wasn't in the mood to do much so she just opted to watch and keep an 

imaginary score. But then again when they were up in the air and in the blur of two strong figures it was hard to tell who was who, or what was what. She watched though, training her eyes to see if she could distinguish anything. It was simple practice on her behalf.

A while later when the sun started to set over the horizon both finished their little game and settled next to Videl who had moved because of falling rocks and was now comfortably seated in a tree overlooking the beautiful setting sun.

"You alright Videl?" Gohan questioned to her. She was totally spaced out and only then realized that they had finished and settled next to her.

She shrugged her shoulders, and forced a fake smile for Goten. She was fine by many standards, but for her she was upset inside. Of course she would not let that show. She had to be strong, and hold up her front. She was known as a tough chick, and daughter of Hercules, so she had to be the one who was always on top of things, and never let things get to her. Deep inside though she felt like screaming. The press did not know anything. They knew nothing of her family life, or the way she felt. She wanted to keep it that way as well. Her business, unlike her dad's wasn't to be plastered on the front of a tabloid page for the whole world to know. She hated attention, and just more than she received now would irk her to no end. She had to let those around her be left in the dark on a lot of issues, but when it came to Gohan sometimes she could not help but tell him and seek answers from him. He was very helpful to her, and even helped her out of situation that would cause havoc on her life from the press. Luckily no one started a tabloid story of the mysterious friendship of Videl Satin and The Great Saiyaman.

"Come on guys let's head back," Gohan said and they all flew back to the Son's residence. Inside Gohan gave Goten a bath while Videl went into the living room and sat on the sofa. Her father didn't know that she was babysitting tonight. She should receive a call from him at any moment wanting to know where she was.

Her phone rang. Speak of the devil. She picked it up.

"Yes?"

"Videl, missy where are you?" he demanded. He couldn't be with "a date" if he was talking like that. He usually acted much proper, and acted like a "father figure."

"I'm babysitting," she answered into the phone, her voice low and calm. She didn't want to seem rude, or cause unwanted questions. She kept a calm exterior.

"You are lying. You are not the type to be watching a small child," he yelled, "Now tell me where you are."



"It's the truth," she said again calm. She looked around to make sure nobody was right there in ear shot. Then she picked at a lose thread that was hanging from her shirt.

"You better come home now. You're grounded for the next week," he yelled so loud she had to hold the phone away from her ear. The people way in the city could've heard him.

"You should believe me," she said her mood shattering, "I am telling the truth. A friend of mine asked me to babysit their little brother. I told them I would."

"That's a lie, like everything else you feed to me. Studying, I come to find out you were out with a boy at the movies. I've told you no dating while you were in high school. You're grades aren't bright. What are you doing now, instead? Do I need to find out what you're actually doing?" He was very angry and yelling strongly. Chichi must've heard his yelling, and thought that it out matched her mouth. She probably felt sorry for the girl; if she was listening.

"Dad, trust me," Videl yelled forgetting just for a moment where she was, "I'm not doing anything wrong. You need to believe me. I'm not lying!" The last part was angrier than she thought. She wanted to slam the phone down onto the ground or at least hang up. She kept it in the air to hear his answer.

"Get home now," he shouted and hung up.

Shocked she set her phone away. He hung up on her. He must've really been mad. Good, she thought to herself, he deserves that for not trusting me. Let him be mad all night.

Of course she would have to pay for it when she returned home that night. Until then she didn't worry about it.

What trouble could she possibly be in when she gets home? Next chapter will be about that. Drop me a review if you like. It would be much appreciated.