Hey everyone! Just little chapter I whipped up while on the train.

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Last time...

Blushing at his thoughts, he got up only to find Videl was still holding on to his shirt. He carefully extricated himself from her grip but not without disturbing a sleep a little. "Comfy…warm," she said groggily. "I'm…good fighter…too."

Gohan chuckled quietly at her babbling. "Yeah," he whispered. "I know you are."

Midnight Snack

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'Ugh, what happened?' Videl thought as she sat up, stretching her aching muscles. She opened her eyes, taking in the dark, unfamiliar room. For a moment she forgot where she was. Well, that was until she heard Gohan snoring softly in the bed next to her. Just then, her stomach growled angrily, reminding her of the reason she woke up at this ungodly hour. She looked at the alarm clock on the table between the two beds and was amazed when she saw the large, red numbers blinking back at her. It was 2:13 am. No wonder she was so hungry, she'd been sleeping for nearly twenty hours! Who would have known a workout could take so much out of you? Damn! Gohan was a slave driver!

She tried to lie down and force herself back to sleep for the two hours she knew they had left, but her growling stomach would not permit it. She guessed she could go get something to eat from the kitchen but: (a) it would be rude to just go into their refrigerator without asking and (b) she didn't remember where the kitchen was. Her only option would be to wake Gohan and ask him but she really didn't want to do that either. If she had been knocked out for so long, he must be really tired as well.

After five minutes, she realized her stomach was not willing to negotiate so she crept out of bed and stepped silently over to the Son boy. She reached her hand slowly out to touch his shoulder and barely held back a scream as Gohan's hand shot out and grabbed her hands, reversing their positions so she was trapped under him. She looked up at him in astonishment as his eyes focused and was even more surprised when he leapt five feet away from her when he realized what he had done.

"I'm so sorry, Videl," he apologized, walking back over to his bed to help her up. "It was a reflex action."

"It's ok," Videl said warily, taking his hand. He called that a reflex action? Scaring the life out of innocent teenage girls when they want food? Oh, right. That's what she wanted him for.

"So, what's up?" Gohan asked, taking a seat on his bed next to her.

Videl blushed in embarrassment. "Um, I'm a little hungry," she said. Right then her stomach let out a particularly loud growl, making her hold her stomach and blush even harder.

Gohan chuckled at her behavior. "Yeah. My kind of training takes a lot out of you. Let's go down to the kitchen and get you something to eat."

"You're going like that?" Videl said, blushing at his attire as she grabbed her robe.

Gohan looked down and realized he was in nothing but a pair of black boxers. Chuckling he grabbed a white T shirt and said, "Well I wouldn't want to give the ladies a show now, would I?"

Videl playfully hit him on the shoulder as he began flexing his muscles, very much like Sharpner used to. "Well, aren't we Mr. Conceited all of a sudden," she remarked. She laughed as Gohan pouted and put on the shirt before leading the way.

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After what seemed like forever, they finally entered the double doors of the kitchen. Gohan turned to her. "Well, here we are!" he remarked. "How about we whip up some pancakes?"

Videl looked at him skeptically.

Gohan looked back and retorted, "What? I can cook you know!"

Videl seemed surprised. "Well, ok," she said hesitantly. "However, if there are any signs of death or diarrhea I'm blaming you!"

"Cute," Gohan responded, making a face. Clapping his hands he suggested. "Well, so that the blame doesn't fall squarely on my shoulders, how about we do it together?"

"You have a deal!" Videl said, giving him a mock salute.

"Alright, it's settled. How about you grab the flour from the pantry over there while I go get some eggs," Gohan suggested.

"Ok. How much should I bring?" Videl asked.

"Maybe two five-pound bags?" Gohan suggested.

Videl's eyes widened. How could they possibly eat that much food? She was hungry but not that hungry!

Gohan just raised an eyebrow at her. "I want some food too…" he remarked dryly.

Videl turned and got the bag. He had a point.

Soon enough the pair had assembled all their ingredients and were now in the process of mixing them together. Videl was sifting the dry ingredients into a gigantic bowl, while Gohan was whisking the eighteen eggs required along with the milk and the other wet ingredients. As Videl was pouring the last bag of flour into the sifter, it slipped from her grasp, thankfully landing in the bowl but sending a cloud of the white powder into the air, mysteriously missing her completely but managed to coat the teen next to her.

Videl bit her lip and looked over at Gohan hesitantly. He was covered from head to toe in the white powder, tiny mountains of it accumulating on the very tips of his spiky hair. His left eye was currently twitching but the overall ridiculousness of his condition nullified the effect of the death glare he shot her way. Two seconds was all it took for her to collapse in a fit of laughter.

"Oh you think this is funny, huh?" Gohan growled before grabbing two eggs and cracking them together over her head.

Videl abruptly stopped laughing and sent the boy a death glare of her own. "Oh! It's on!" she challenged.

Needless to say they broke out into an all-out food war! In less than five minutes both the teens and the room they were in were coated in everything the kitchen had to offer. Gohan had managed to tackle Videl to the ground and was spraying some whipped cream into her face. The Satan girl shrieked in laughter underneath him.

"Do you give up?" Gohan asked, shaking the can to spray another round of the white spray at her.

"Never!" Videl responded defiantly.

While reaching back to grab this other can, Gohan accidentally brushed his hand against her ribs and was surprised when she let out a tiny giggle. Gohan raised his eyebrow and smirked at the girl beneath him. "Is Videl Satan…ticklish?" he asked conspiratorially.

Videl shook her head furiously but dissolved into giggles as he ran his hands along her ribcage with more purpose this time. Soon, Gohan had her laughing so hard she was gasping for air. Finally, she screamed, "I give up!"

Gohan did not let up whatsoever. "Is that all you got?" he asked cheekily.

"What else do you want?" Videl asked between fits of laughter.

Gohan tapped his chin in thought but continued to tickle her with his other hand. Looking down at her he smirked. "You have to say, I am the smartest and sexiest being to walk the planet!" he said triumphantly. What could he say? It was about time someone stroked his ego.

Videl looked at him in disbelief through her laughter, her face taking on a red hue. There was no way in hell she was going to say that… even if in her head that last part was true. "I am not saying that!" Videl retorted.

Gohan smirked even wider. "That's my one condition," he replied in a sing song voice before continuing his onslaught.

"Oh, come on, Gohan!" Videl begged. "I'll even become your servant for a day!"

Gohan seemed to consider it for a moment before shaking his head. "Nah, I already have a bunch of those!" he said, renewing his attack.

Try as she might, Videl could not convince him to change his mind. Eventually she couldn't take it anymore. "Alright! Gohan you are the smartest and sexiest person on the planet!" she squealed between fits of laughter.

Gohan immediately stopped tickling her and smiled down at her. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" he asked.

Videl looked up at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. "My pride is wounded," she shot back.

"And mine is excellent shape thanks to you!" Gohan replied with a grin.

Videl rolled her eyes and was about comment when her stomach let out another loud growl. They still had business to attend to.

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Twenty minutes later Gohan and Videl were sitting around a small round table with several high stacks of pancakes in front of them, decked out with strawberries, syrup and whipped cream. Well, one stack was in front of Videl while Gohan had the rest.

"Bon apetit!" Gohan said, before digging in.

Videl didn't even bother staring at him and his eating habits. She was too hungry to care plus she'd seen it before. However, several minutes later, as she was finishing her last pancake of four, she noticed Gohan had already gobbled down all forty of his and was reclining in his seat, patting his stomach fondly. Rolling her eyes, she commented, "I don't know what you're going to do when we get out into the wilderness. You're definitely not going to be able to eat this much!"

Gohan looked up at her and smiled like a kid in a candy store. "Of course I am," he said. "That's what hunting's for!"

Videl looked at him and immediately started giggling. Gohan had a perfectly round smudge of whipped cream on his nose with half a strawberry sticking out of it.

"What?" Gohan asked. "Is there something on my face?" He swiped at his face with a napkin, continuously missing his nose.

Eventually, Videl took pity on him and decided to help him. Grabbing the napkin from his hands, she cupped his face with one hand and gently wiped off his nose. "There," she whispered. "All clean." She looked up at him and smiled briefly before noticing how close they were to each other. She could even feel his ragged breath on her skin. Blushing, she found herself wondering what it would be like to kiss him. No bad Videl! You barely know him! Plus you don't kiss boys! You beat them up!

Her internal debate was cut short when Gohan cleared his throat and pulled away. "I-I'm going to go w-wash these dishes. Y-you go on back to bed," he stammered.

Videl nodded nervously. "Y-yeah, see you in the morning," she replied hurriedly then left the room. She made sure she knew where she was going this time.

As she left, Gohan stood frozen in the kitchen, a rosy blush on his cheeks. Her hands had felt so soft on his skin. He had never wanted her to stop. He touched his hand to his cheek, still feeling the lingering brush of her feminine skin. And her eyes…he'd known they were pretty from before, but seeing them up close like this made them absolutely breathtaking. He was even attracted to her scent… strawberries. They were definitely now his favorite fruit. Just the memory of their brief interaction a second ago turned him on. No. He couldn't afford to get carried away. Shaking his head to clear it, he frowned. Before I even think of her in that way, I'll need to tell her about who, or should I say what, I am. I know I said I trusted her before but I don't think she's ready to know I'm an alien. I don't think I'm ready for that either. She'd probably just call me a freak and run off or even worse, launch a police investigation, making my life a living hell. I know I'm probably paranoid but I just can't afford to take that risk yet. I'd better keep away from her as much as possible. I can't afford anything to slip.

With that final thought, Gohan loaded the dishes into the massive dishwasher and programmed the cleaning bots to clean up the mess they made, before heading for the gym. He definitely wasn't going to get anymore sleep tonight.

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