The hallways of Orange Star High School were dead silent. Class had resumed from their lunchtime break and Gohan was running late from his visit to Capsule Corp. He already had received a detention for leaving gym early, he figured he might as well bend the rules just a little more. If his mother had any idea what he had been up to these past few days, she would have a heart attack. Knowing her, she'd probably find a way to blame everything on his father. He chuckled to himself over the thought and continued sneaking quietly down the hall. He peeked in through the window of his classroom, attempting to get the attention of Erasa who was in his next class. He somehow made eye contact with her as she realized he needed a distraction to make it in before roll had been called. He watched as she walked over to the teacher's desk and began making small talk. Gohan was fast: fast enough to speed in and to his seat in the blink of an eye. The teacher looked once the door slammed, but Gohan was already in his seat as if he had been there all along. Erasa ended her conversation and walked back to her seat next to the half-Saiyan. She had a nervous look on her face as she placed a hand on Gohan's shoulder.

What was that about?

He cocked his head at her, perplexed at what could have happened in the hour he was gone.

She looked down to her notebook and began scribbling something furiously. She quietly tore the paper and handed it to Gohan. He opened it, nervous for what awaited him next on this crazy day.

"I'm sorry about Videl. I know she's mad, but I'm sure she'll get over it!"

If he had been standing, his legs would have completely given out on him. What does she mean she's mad?! He wrote his own message and passed it back.

"Mad? I didn't know she was mad. Why?"

Erasa covered her mouth, surprised that he had not heard yet. She wrote for a good long minute and Gohan worried he'd never get a note back. How could this go any more wrong?

"Oh. I guess you didn't hear. Big mouth Sharpner musta been jealous over your rendezvous and told almost the whole class about you guys. He made it sound like you were bragging. I tried to tell her the truth but she was so upset she wouldn't listen to me! I'm sorry. I tried."

His knuckles went white, crushing the paper into dust. Erasa stared wide-eyed at what used to be a piece of her notebook paper. She turned her attention forward, trying not to look at the livid boy sitting next to her.

For the next 50 minutes, Gohan stewed in his anger. He finally found something that could take his mind off of sex and it was his anger at his fellow classmate. He knew Videl would be pissed about the situation, but he never would have guessed it'd get blown out of proportion like this! After a few hours of sitting in his anger, the longest school day ever finally ended. Gohan basically sprinted to the front of the school, hoping Videl would still meet him here before dinner tonight. However, before he could find her he caught sight of Sharpner. He swiftly moved in front of the blonde boy's face, his eyes burning with rage. He grabbed the front of his shirt and lifted him into the air without hesitation.

"What. Did. You. Tell. Her?" He seethed, pulling Sharpner's face closer.

He cowered, lifting his arms in front of his face to shield from any blows Gohan may decide to land on him. But he didn't attack. He would never willingly fight anyone. But he wanted to scare him so badly that he'd never pull something like this again.

"Tell me NOW."

"I-I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me! I got carried away! Please, Gohan!" By now, a crowd of onlookers had gathered, watching the display.

Gohan was uncomfortable with the attention, so he simply released him, dropping him to his knees.

"Don't do it again." He growled as Sharpner scrambled to his feet and ran to his car.

Gohan tried to calm himself by taking a few deep breaths, until he finally saw Videl...a look of hurt on her face. He relaxed a bit, feeling more sad than anything that this could happen to them. He approached her, his head hanging low.

"So, are you gonna tell me what happened with all this gossip, or what?" She pinched the bridge of her nose awaiting his reply. She was clearly as emotionally exhausted as she was physically. His heart ached to see her like this.

"Trunks blew my cover. He didn't mean any harm, he was just being mischievous. I don't think he realized who he was telling it to..."

Surprisingly, Videl looked somewhat relieved. "I was really hoping you'd say that. I didn't believe the things Sharpner was saying...it just didn't sound like you. But, everyone else in this damn school now thinks I'm a slut, so there's that."

Gohan felt a pang in his chest. How did this get so complicated so quickly? He pulled her into his arms, brushing her hair with his hand.

"You are NOT a slut. I love you." He whispered. He felt her shoulders twitch as she began to shed a few tears. She was so tired and so sick of being at school that day. And it was only Monday. It would be all week before the kids stopped talking about it. She was used to being a celebrity at this point in her life, but she could never adjust to her privacy being invaded quite so much. Especially now that she was maturing. Nobody expected her to be acting like an adult yet.

"I feel like one." She sobbed into his shirt.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He noticed a few more rubbernecks trying to watch their private moment, and he quickly held her close to him and jumped to the top of the building. He didn't care about that causing a scene at this point, he just wanted a minute of alone time.

"Videl, I hate seeing you like this. I understand if you don't want to do it again. But I have to tell you...you mean so much to me. I fully plan on marrying you some day." He was shocked at how easily the words slipped from his mouth. His mom had made jokes about it in the past, but he was serious about it now.

She choked on her tears, her head jerking up to look at him. "What?"

"I don't mean to put pressure on you. I just want you to know...I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He gripped her shoulders, not breaking her gaze.

"Oh, Gohan!" His words touched her so much and although she returned the sentiment, she could only cry even more. He pulled her against him again, trying his best to be of some comfort to her.

After a few minutes she began to calm down. "I guess I better go home," she wiped away some tears with the bottom of her shirt. "I'm still majorly sore from last night. I need some rest. Do you mind if I cancel on our dinner plans tonight?"

"Of course." But before he could break away from her for the evening, he remembered his conversation with Vegeta earlier. Maybe now wasn't the time to bring it up. But perhaps he could find a way to bring it up without being pushy?

"Hey...I'm really sorry I hurt you." He took her hands in his, bringing them to his lips and kissing her knuckles.

She giggled, "Gohan, you have no idea how much I enjoyed it. Really."

"So...I have to tell you something real quick in that case."

She hesitated, not sure if she could take any more surprises today.

"I want to do it again. But not just again. Like, every day. All the time. As often as possible. I'm a little overwhelmed by this..." He laughed awkwardly, ashamed at how foolish he sounded.

She shot him that sexy glance again, the color finally returning to her face. "Maybe if we're a little bit more careful, we can continue again tonight..."

He nodded his head and kissed her softly before discretely flying her over to her home. It's the least he could do for her. He dropped her off, then prepared for his pit stop at Capsule Corp.

As he arrived in the front yard, he heard Goten and Trunks laughing. Instead of facing Vegeta again after their encounter today, he thought maybe he'd just grab Goten and get out of there. He walked to the backyard where their voices echoed from. The boys were fighting, of course, and giggling during it all. The were truly their father's sons.

"Hey, Goten, let's get out of here. I'm pooped." Gohan called to his brother.

Goten obliged while Trunks began to pout. "Come on, can't he stay a little longer?"

"Yeah, I can fly back on my own!" Goten jumped at the idea of more time with his friend.

"Absolutely not. Mom would kill me. Speaking of, she'd be pretty mad if she heard what happen to you two today." He smirked.

"That's why you won't tell her, right, Gohan? You promised to cover for us, too!" Goten pulled at his brother's pants, begging him to comply.

"I won't tell. But someday when she wants you to attend Orange Star High, you're gonna have to explain to her why you're never allowed to go back."

"Hah, deal!" Goten cooed, releasing a long yawn.

Gohan picked his brother up and plopped him on his shoulders, realizing that they were both tired. In reaction to them, Trunks let out a big yawn of his own. They had all been going at it pretty intensely the past couple of weeks. It was finally time to rest. They said their goodbyes and flew off to their home.

As they arrived, their house was strangely quiet. Chi-Chi was sitting at the dining room table staring at her hands when she noticed the boys walked in. Suddenly, Goten and Gohan felt like they were in big trouble.

"So. This is how you two are acting now, huh? Save the world a few times and think you can run it? I get it, you're kids. You're going to make mistakes! It's natural! Kami knows I didn't, but that's beside the point!" Her voice began to sound frantic.

Neither were quite sure what she was talking about, but they were certain she got a call from the school. They hung their heads, guilt filling up their bodies.

"Are you gonna go ahead and tell me what happened or should I punish you from heresay? Cause I don't think you're gonna like what I have in store for you delinquents." She crossed her arms, her brow furrowing further and further.

"Well, Trunks and Goten got a little rough at gym and I got a detention..." Gohan flinched in fear of what his mother would say to that.

"HA! The way I heard it, YOU walked out on your gym class, started a fight at school, and have a few unthinkable rumors being spread about you. And YOU got aggressive with human boys, tormented your brother all day, and got yourself expelled from a school you weren't even attending. Does that about cover it, boys?" Fire lit her eyes brightly. She was officially pissed.

Gohan didn't know what to say. How did she find out all of that so quickly? Rumors being spread about him?! How did he go from being the nerd in the class to having a reputation?

"Mom, I promise it's not as bad as you think. I-I'm so sorry, mom." He had no other words.

"Me, too, mom. I just got a little out of control..." Goten trailed off.

"Sounds to me like you both did. Well, I hope you got plenty of time with Videl and Trunks, because you won't be seeing them outside of school for a long time!" She finally yelled, her anger at its peak. "No more sparring sessions, no more training, no more whatever unmentionable things YOU two were doing!" She pointed disgustedly at Gohan. "You will go to school, come home, do your homework, and go to bed. GOT IT?!"

"Yes, mom." They answered in unison.

"Good! Great! Wonderful! Marvelous! Now, GO GET READY FOR DINNER!" She turned on her heels and went into the kitchen to cook.

They were stunned. How could their fun get ruined so quickly? Gohan had a terrible feeling that if Chi-Chi could hear about rumors from 600 miles away, Hercule definitely has heard something. One of the downsides of dating the daughter of a celebrity...there really were no secrets.

Suddenly, Goku peeked his head into the dining room, "Is she gone?"

The boys nodded their heads, still too shaken up to talk.

"Great! My turn!" He smiled his big goofy smile and pulled his sons under his arms. "Listen boys, you can't make your mother angry. You know better than this! Now, I'm just as upset as you are that you have to stop your training for awhile. But if you play your cards right, maybe we can get your sentence lifted early? I don't want my sons to give up! So don't make any mistakes all week and maybe Chi-Chi will lighten up with some help from your old man! Ok? Ok! Good talk!" He slapped them both on the back and exited the room.

The brothers quickly shut themselves in their shared bedroom and collapsed on their respective beds.

"Man, how did this happen?" Goten kicked his little feet in the air.

"I'm sorry, Goten. It's all my fault. If I wasn't sneaking out and causing trouble, you would have never gotten involved. I should be the responsible one here." Gohan sighed, wondering how he will ever get his "practice" now.

"Wanna hear something funny?" Goten snickered. His brother nodded his head. "After you dropped us off, we heard Trunks's parents being kissy-kissy and whatever. So we snuck into their bedroom and took a bunch of their clothes. We left them with only fancy dresses and a tux and stuff. An hour later, they both showed up outside looking like they were going to a ball!" Goten laughed so hard he fell over. "Vegeta almost killed us!"

"You did that while they were IN there? Goten. That's gross. You guys are gross." A smile slowly crept along his face, and he started laughing, as well.

Times like these he was thankful to have his little brother. He always managed to make him laugh when he was feeling down.

"So, do you still plan on sneaking over there again?" Goten asked innocently, genuinely curious as to what was on his brother's agenda for the night.

"I don't know. I'm thinking about it. I mean, as long as I don't fall asleep there, I'm sure I'll be ok, right? I'm already in big trouble. Can it get any worse?"

Goten suddenly leaped from his bed onto his brother's, bouncing up and down. "Gohan! I got it! Let's both sneak out! You take me to go hang out with Trunks and you can go be all weird with Videl!"

"Nuh uh, I am not getting you into more trouble."

"You have to. It's part of our deal. You have to do what I say for two more days!" Goten winked slyly.

Gohan sighed, knowing very well that he did make a promise.

"Alright, I'll take you. But you guys can't fall asleep. Make sure to call him and let him know the plan, I'll leave you there around 1. And no shenanigans! When it's time to go, we're leaving! Got it?" Gohan ran a hand through his hair. This was getting more complicated than he could have imagined.

Goten almost jumped out of his skin. He had just seen his best friend all day, but the thought of not being able to fight or play pranks on anyone made him feel lonely. Trunks was the only other little kid around, and he truly emulated the slightly older Saiyan. He thought he was cool, smooth, strong...he figured the more he hung out with his buddy the more he would become like him. Gohan knew his attachment to Trunks and wasn't about to stand in his way.

That night they'd have to be as stealthy as they've ever been.

Little did they know, they were being watched.