Disclaimer: I do not own Dbz, it's characters or plotline; this belongs to Akria Toriyama and Toei Animation.

Notes: Still have 1 more chapter after this until the Christmas Special! I hope everyone is enjoying their holiday!

Gohan's POV

Ugh...It's morning?...Already?

I squint my eyes as the harsh morning light shines on my face, causing me to groan in discomfort as I shift my head to face the opposite wall, my mind and body craving more sleep. I try to turn my body completely over onto my side, wanting to block out the light shining obnoxiously through the curtains, but the feeling of a light weight pressing against my right side and arm causes me to stop my jostling. My eyes widen as the memories of last night fill my mind, suddenly remembering that I'm in a bed that isn't mine...and I'm not alone.

That's right. I came to Videl's room after my...that nightmare. I must still be in her bed...

After blinking several times to adjust to the light, I turn my head back to my right to see the top of Videl's head. Looking past her messy short black hair, I see her beautiful features still holding the serene expression of sleep, her rest not yet disturbed. Her eyes remain closed and her lips are slightly parted, only moving with each breath that she takes. Her cheek is still resting comfortably against my chest, in the same position as we had fallen asleep in, her back gently rising and falling to the beating of her heart. I can't help but smile, seeing her snuggled so close to me; the blanket had been kicked off during our sleep, leaving both of our bodies exposed to the chilling morning air.

I reach up with my free arm, bringing my fingers across my chest to lightly stroke Videl's arm, feeling goosebumps rising along her skin from either the cold or my touch. After removing my hand, I move slowly and gently, tightening my arm around her back and applying a small amount of pressure in order to pull her body closer against mine, intending to keep her warm. I bring my face lower, closing my eyes as I place a soft kiss on the middle of her forehead, sighing contently at the feeling of her soft skin against my lips.

So this is what it would be like...waking up beside her; this is more perfect than I could've imagined. I've never felt more at peace than I am now...

As I pull my lips away from Videl's face and lay my head back into its previous position on her pillow, her body begins to stir lightly against mine. Her face nuzzles against my chest as her arm tightens around my stomach, her hand fisting my white t-shirt. I feel her thigh, which had been hooked on top of mine, rub up along my leg covered by my gray sweatpants, coming dangerously close to my groin. I bite my lip and concentrate, trying to swallow the moan rising up in my throat whilst failing calm down my growing morning arousal.

"Go...han...?" Videl's cheek brushes against my chest as she tilts her head up, looking up at me with half-lidded sleepy eyes; still not completely conscious.

Looking down at Videl, I give her an apologetic smile for rousing her from her much-needed sleep. Using my free arm, I reach over my chest to touch her face, delicately brushing her hair which had fallen in front of her face, covering her blue eyes. I continue to trail my fingers across the skin of her cheekbone and down her jaw, taking the time to admire how stunning she truly is. Even when having just woken up, she is still the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and, most definitely, will ever see.

Videl...she's enchanting; absolutely flawless, which is why I can't believe I get to be the one to lay in her bed with her...holding her like this.

"Sorry, Videl. I didn't mean to wake you up." Videl smiles up at me sweetly and shakes her head in response, her arms tightening around my body as she closes her eyes and snuggles further into my side.

"That's okay, Gohan; I had a really good sleep. Plus, we need to get up for school anyways. What time is it?" I raise my arm, that had been wrapped around Videl's back, to look down at my watch to check the time.

"It's...just past seven o'clock. Looks like we still have a bit of time before we need to leave. Did you want to rest for a little bit longer? I can wake you up when it's time to get ready to leave." Seeing Videl shivering again, I place my arm back around her back, running my hand down her side to pull down her shirt which had risen up.

I really should let her sleep some more; it's been a long and tiring couple of days for both of us. Honestly, I don't know what I would have done if Videl hadn't let me stay with her. Everything about her is soothing; her voice, her smell, her touch. I was in such a dark state of mind when I had woken up from that nightmare, but Videl saved me from that. I can't help but feel responsible if she didn't get enough sleep...

Just as I am about to move my hand back up, Videl places her hand on top of mine, pressing my palm against her bare thigh. I open my mouth to question her, but my voice is caught in my throat when she suddenly swings her leg over my thigh and hip. The rest of her body follows the momentum in one fluid motion, causing her to rise up from my side as her knees touch the bed on either side of my hips. Both of her palms rest against my chest as she pushes herself up into a sitting position, her barely covered core resting right on top of the growing bulge in my sweatpants.

Or...perhaps 'tired' wasn't quite the right word...

Videl must have noticed my aroused state because she smirks down at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes pressing herself farther down on my tent. I wince and let out a grunt as she lightly grounds herself down in a thrusting motion, taunting me in her dominant position. Closing my eyes, I stiffly move my hands to my sides, gripping the bedsheets tightly as I let out a quiet moan, my voice still rough and deep from having just woken up. I feel her thighs tighten around my hips as she laughs quietly above me, clearly satisfied with my response to her movements.

"I could think of better ways that we could be using our time together..." Before I have enough time to regain my composure and open my eyes, Videl has already leaned her chest over mine and pressed her mouth to mine.

My hands release the sheets underneath us as I quickly reach up to grab Videl's clothed hips, needing to halt her grinding movements. I can't help but smirk as her disappointed whine turns into a pleasured cry as I suddenly thrust my pelvis up, my clothes morning erection digging into her core. Using the opportunity, I tilt my head slightly and eagerly return her kiss, dragging my tongue along her upper and bottom lips before pressing myself into her mouth. I sigh in pleasure as her hands drag down my torso, her delicate fingers tracing along the muscles of my covered abdomen before grabbing the hem of my t-shirt with both of her hands.

Understanding Videl's lustful intentions, I keep my hold on her hips firm as I sit up, keeping our chests pressed together as I pull her with me to change positions. Her weight is lowered down into my lap, the movement causing her core to once again stoke my erection in an upward motion. As we both sit upright, she hastily pulls my shirt upward, our lips parting as the shirt moves over my head and off of my arms before being tossed to the other side of the room. Her hands move to grip my shoulders, roughly kneading the muscles as we continue our kiss, our touches and caresses becoming more intense.

Filled with the desire to reciprocate Videl's passion, I shift my hands from her hips, stroking my fingers down her thighs to the hem of her blue nightshirt which is now bunched up on her lap from our change in position. She hesitantly lifts herself off of my lap as I untuck her shirt, shifting it up to her hips. My fingers graze the fabric over her underwear and I pause, looking back up to her face to gauge her reaction before continuing.

Videl presses her forehead against mine and closes her eyes, her nose gently brushing against mine as she moves her hands from my shoulders to cup my face in her palms. I close my eyes as well and lean into her, my hands remaining still with her shirt clutched in my hands. I feel her warm breathes fanning across my face as she whispers softly to me, her voice soft and filled with desire.

"You don't have to worry, Gohan. I want this; I want you...I know you want to wait to have sex, but that doesn't mean we can't do anything else while we're waiting." Videl removes her forehead from mine, smiling back at me encouragingly as her eyes look back and forth between my eyes, mouth, and chest.

And I want Videl...more than anything. I feel so physically and mentally prepared, but what's holding me back? She has made it very clear, on several occasions, that she wants me. There's something about the timing; it just...I want the moment to be completely perfect, but making love to her with her Dad and Buu somewhere in the house before we need to rush to school?...No, she deserves better than that.

I sigh lightly, struggling with my internal conflict but relieved to hear Videl's reassuring and consenting words. I take a calming breath before I slowly raise the fabric over the rest of her body, revealing more of her skin than I've yet to see until now. After tossing her shirt off of the side of the bed to join mine, I tentatively eye her body. The beautiful sight alone causes my cheeks to flush, my heart to pound, and my erection to swell. My eyes are instantly drawn to her matching light blue panties and bra, noticing the way it complements her skin and figure.

I didn't really take Videl as the type of girl to wear something as lacy and girly as...this; not that I mind. I'm positive Videl would look beautiful wearing anything, and most definitely beautiful wearing nothing. Also, she's right; just because I'm waiting to have sex with her, doesn't mean we can't be more intimate in other ways. I still want to make her feel loved-

I am pulled from my thoughts when I notice Videl's hands shift slightly, intending to cover herself from my view. I quickly press myself forward, sending Videl backward as I move to lay on top of her, pinning her hands to either side of her head to halt her movements. I hear her quietly gasp my name as her widened eyes are drawn to mine; embarrassment, excitement and lust evident in her expression. My hands shift from her wrists to her hands, running my fingers along hers to press our palms together and interlock our fingers. I continue to stare into her deep blue eyes, speaking earnestly and truthfully from my heart.

"You don't need to do that; you have nothing to be embarrassed about. You're absolutely beautiful, Videl." I dip my head down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, nose, both of her flushed cheeks, finally making my way down to her lips.

"G-Gohan..." Videl tips her head up and arches her back, moaning loudly as my lips brush against the skin at the bottom of her neck.

I love the way my name rolls off of Videl's tongue, especially when she says it like that; I'll do whatever I can to hear it again. I want my name to be the only name that she cries like that. I want to be the only guy that ever sees, touches and tastes her like this. I need to make sure that she knows that she is just as much mine as I am hers.

I continue on a downward path, tracing my lips down her neck and across her shoulders and collarbone, each moan and cry fueling my passion. After placing a small kiss over the middle of her upper chest, I pull back slightly, looking down at her heaving chest which still remains covered by her light blue bra. I release one of her hands from my own, raising my hand to her chest and hers moves to my stomach, her fingers digging into the ripples of my muscles.

I gently run my fingers down the thin blue strap of her bra, sliding it down her right shoulder. Keeping my grip on her other hand firm, I shift my body down the bed, bringing my face above her chest. I lean in, placing a kiss on her shoulder where her strap had been, smiling against her skin as she sighs at the contact. I remove my lips and look up slightly, seeing her biting her lip as she watches my movements intently. I move my fingers to her chest, slowly tracing over the lace on her right breast. I purposefully swirl my finger lightly over the center of her breast, feeling the pad of my finger move over her pert nipple underneath, causing her to squirm in my grip.

"G-Gohan! S-stop teasing m-me..." Videl pants heavily as she arches her back off of the bed, pressing her chest firmly into my hand in an attempt to alleviate her need.

I lower my lips back down, moving my lips and tongue along the tops of Videl's exposed chest that isn't completely covered by her bra. Using her pleasure as a distraction, I use my hand to finger the material of her straps, searching for a clasp or hook; nothing. Changing strategies, I move my hand down to stroke my fingers along the underwire of her bra, making my way to the side; still nothing.

How the heck do I take this thing off? I'm so close to just tearing the stupid thing off-

"Yo!" Not having time to think, I hold Videl's body close and turn our bodies to roll off of the side of the bed, taking the blanket with us as we fall to the floor.

I shift my body underneath Videl's, ensure that my back is the first to hit the floor as hers is cushioned on top of my chest. She raises her head, her expression just as panicked and frustrated as mine. I reach for the blanket that had fallen off of the bed with us, hastily wrapping it around her body to cover up her nearly naked form. We both sit up to peek our heads over the other side of the bed, surprised to see Dad scratching his head sheepishly as he stares down at us on the floor. I shuffle on my knees to place myself in front of Videl's body as I glare across the bedsheets and question him, keeping my shouting voice low.

"Dad! What's going on? What are you doing here?" Dad laughs light-heartedly at the situation, clearly oblivious to what Videl and I had been doing when he teleported into her room.

"I came to get you. I woke up this morning and I didn't sense your energy nearby. I thought maybe you were getting some training in with Piccolo and I wanted to join; I didn't realize you were-um...here...with..." Dad shifts his eyes to Videl, who had been peeking over my shoulder, giving her a carefree smile as if the situation were completely natural and comfortable.

"...Oh! Hi there, Videl! I didn't see you back there! Sorry for barging in like this! I hope I wasn't interrupting anything important!" Dad looks over at Videl's flushed face and casually raises a hand to wave at her. Videl hesitantly shifts a hand up from behind my back, holding onto the blanket tightly with the other hand as she returns Dad's friendly wave. She clears her throat before responding to his friendly greeting, her voice quiet and rushed as she struggles to find words appropriate for the situation.

"Um-H-hi, Sir..." Videl moves back behind me, grabbing more blanket to completely encase her shoulders, the only part of her body being exposed is her head.

You've got to be kidding me. Here I thought Vegeta catching Videl and I kissing was mortifying. This is on a whole other level of humiliation.

I guide Videl to sit against the side of the bed, checking the blanket to ensure that she is still properly covered before I stand up. Walking to the other side of the room to grab my shirt that had been removed earlier, I try to keep my composure, deciding to not make Videl any more uncomfortable than she probably is. I stick my arms through the sleeves and bring the rest over my head, sliding the shirt back on the cover my back and chest, suddenly feeling self-conscious having both my girlfriend and Dad watching me get dressed.

This couldn't possibly get any more embarrassing. At least of all the people that could've walked in on us, it was Dad. There are many worse outcomes that could've played out. That being said, it doesn't mean I want to be in Videl's room half-naked, with Videl wearing next to nothing and having my Dad watch.

"Dad! You need to leave! Now!" Dad suddenly darts towards me, his sudden movements catching me off guard.

"Well, as far as I know, ChiChi hasn't gone into your room just yet. So, let me save you a lecture and a beating, son; you'll thank me later." I feel Dad's hand gripping my shoulder as he looks to my face with an apologetic smile before a familiar tingling sensation spreads throughout my body as Videl's bedroom is instantly replaced with mine.

Why do things like this always have to happen to me?

Videl's POV

RING, RING!

"-remember to finish worksheets one through thirty-two and please, for goodness sakes people, check your work! We will be reviewing the answers when we come back from the break! I suggest all of you bunker down and hit the books; there will be a test on this material!" The teacher shakes her head, realizing that most of the class had already begun to pack up their bags and push their seats in.

With Christmas right around the corner, the school will be closed for the next couple of weeks, giving everyone the opportunity to spend time with their friends and families. Dad, on the other hand, has been booked for several tours and martial arts exhibitions around the world. He'll be spending most of his time doing interviews and attending parties with various companies and celebrities. This time, he gave me two options; I'll either have to hear him gloat and flaunt about his recent tournament victory, or I'll be at home by myself for the holidays.

I love Dad, and I know he loves me more than anything, but sometimes I wish he would give it a rest. He did say it would be my decision as to whether or not I wanted to go with him on his trip, but I would honestly rather stay here. I really don't want to spend the holidays being harassed by the paparazzi even more than I already am. Besides, I've still got Gohan, Erasa, and Sharpner; I'm sure they could spare me some time-

"Hey, slow-pokies! Time to get going!" I snap out of my daze at the sound of Erasa's cheery voice, looking to my side to see her and Sharpner with their bags already packed, waiting down by the classroom door. Sharpner swings his duffle bag over his shoulder, quickly checking his phone before looking back up to address Gohan and I.

"We'll meet you two outside on the front steps; don't take too long! I have an awesome evening planned for us and we need to get hustling if we want to beat the traffic!" Erasa happily grabs onto Sharpner's arm and leads him out of the room, throwing me a quick wink over her shoulder as the two move out of view.

I can't even imagine what Sharpner has in store for us. Maybe I should've let Erasa make the plans; at least that way I know that it wouldn't involve anything overly inappropriate.

I shake my head before turning to look beside me, seeing Gohan still focused on writing down several page numbers for the homework and studying questions assigned for each class, his writing as perfect and tidy as his work. After finishing his list, he looks up as well, surprised to see the room cleared of all our other classmates and the teacher. I gently bump his arm with my elbow, drawing his attention to me.

"C'mon, Gohan. Let's get going." I reach behind my chair for my backpack, bringing it to rest on my lap as I gather the books and pens on my desk.

After putting all of my supplies away, I zip my bag up and place my hand on the backrest of my chair, preparing to rise out of my seat but, before I have a chance to stand up, Gohan moves to place his hand on top of mine. I look at him questioningly, realizing that he hadn't moved to pack up his things. He continues to face the front of the classroom, his flushed embarrassed expression suddenly becoming more serious and anxious with each word he manages to stutter out.

"H-hey, Videl? Could we talk about this morning, and...about why I-I came over last night...well I-I...-"

"It's okay, Gohan. Maybe not here. You're still coming over tomorrow to study, right? We've got some tests coming up with school starts up again, but we can certainly squeeze in some time to talk if that's what you need." I turn in my seat, my legs hanging off of the side so my full body is turned to face Gohan.

Placing my other hand on his thigh, I gently give his leg a supportive squeeze, his unusual behavior becoming more concerning the more I ponder it. Since meeting up with Gohan this morning at school, after his abrupt departure from my bedroom, he's been deep in his own thoughts. I didn't question Gohan during his untimely visit last night or why he appeared to be in such distress, not wanting to further upset him.

Maybe I should've said something sooner. I didn't realize he was hurting so much-

"Y-yes! There's a...a few things I'd like to talk to you about." I give Gohan a quick nod and release his leg, allowing him to turn back to his desk to begin putting his supplies away.

I stand up from my seat, placing my backpack over my shoulders and pushing my chair in to make room to walk past. I watch as Gohan puts his last textbook into his back before standing up as well, placing his strap over his shoulder before turning to face me. Before I have time to react, Gohan moves to step in front of me, continuing to move forward as I step back until I am pinned between the lip of my desk and his body, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and arousal.

W-what is he doing? We can't be doing this here!

I open my mouth to speak, but my words are muffled into Gohan's mouth as he places his lips over mine, passionately brushing his tongue along my bottom lip to quickly set the tempo for the kiss. I quickly find myself getting caught up in the pleasure, eagerly placing my hands on his black vest as his hands move to wrap around my waist, pulling our bodies closer together. I moan quietly as his hands move down to my hips and over my jeans until they reach my thighs, squeezing both of them lightly before lifting me off of the ground to support my weight.

I instinctively lift my legs to wrap them around Gohan's waist as he presses forward, sitting me on top of the desk behind me. He moves his hips in between my thighs, rubbing his pelvis against mine as his hands move from my thighs to my hips as he continues to kiss me with more passion and force. I moan loudly int his mouth as he moves one of his hands up to cup the back of my neck, tilting my head to the side as he sensually swirls his tongue around in my mouth.

My hands slide up Gohan's chest and shoulders, coming to rest one on the back of his neck and the other in his hair, pulling him closer as I squeeze my thighs together. His hips buck forward at the pressure, forcing me to feel the length of his hardened erection through his red pants, the sensation making my core even wetter with each movement. It is only the feeling of my cellphone vibrating in my jeans pocket that brings me back, causing me to reluctantly pull my lips from his, my breathing staggered as I try to speak.

He leans down, pulling on my neck as he tries to kiss me again but I take my hand out of his hair and move it to his face, placing my fingers against his lips to stop him. He opens his eyes and looks down at me with confusion, clearly disappointed that I had stopped him. I continue to inhale deeply, still breathless from the kiss as I gently stroke my fingers along his lips, silently letting him know that his feelings of desire and longing are very much reciprocated.

"Gohan...we shouldn't be doing this here; someone could see. Besides, we need to get going; Sharpner and Erasa...they're are waiting for us outside..." I feel the breath of his sigh against my fingers as he pulls away, looking down at me with a similar expression I had seen earlier this morning.

This is getting so frustrating; all of this stopping and starting...it's becoming more and more difficult. I would want nothing more than for him to take me right here and now, but he's right; the timing just isn't right, nor the place.

"Sorry, Videl. I guess I got a bit carried away. Still, do we have to do this today?..." I roll my eyes at his dramatic sigh, placing both of my hands on his chest to push him back, allowing me enough room to slide off of the desk to get back onto my feet.

"C'mon, Gohan. This whole Friday hangout is for you and Sharpner. Erasa and I are just tagging along to make sure you two don't try to kill each other." Looking over Gohan's body, I reach up to straighten his vest which became a bit wrinkled from where I had grabbed him.

I know those things that Sharpner had said about me really upset Gohan, but he really needs to move past this; they both do.

After looking Gohan over, I quickly move my hands over my own body, straightening up my blue jeans and yellow sweater. Not wanting to give Erasa anything to bat an eyelash at, I make sure that both of us look presentable, looking in the subtle reflection of one of the windows to make sure that my hair is laying flat. Once I finish straightening the neck of my sweater, I tighten the straps on my backpack and head for the door. Gohan jogs down the stairs to catch up to me, rubbing the back of his neck as he laughs sheepishly.

"With everything that's been happening the past few days, I guess I forgot about it. Still, you could've at least warned me sooner-"

"If I had reminded you any earlier, you would've found some way out of it. Not even Piccolo's training or ChiChi's studying can save you. This is happening today; no if's, and's or but's." I kept my voice firm and direct, determined to see the day through as scheduled, prepared for any excuse that Gohan may try to use.

"Okay, you're right; I'm sorry. I'll be on my best behavior, scouts honor." I turn my head over my shoulder and raise my brow at Gohan, seeing him doing a mock salute behind me. I can't help but laugh, glad to see that his humor and goofiness has come back.

That doesn't mean I won't ask him about it tomorrow. He's already kept secrets from me before; I don't want him to feel like he has to again. I want him to open up to me, but I know that means that I...I have to open up to him as well. There are things about my life...about my past that I haven't told him either.

"You'd better be, Gohan, because if not..." I pause mid-sentence and slowly turn my whole body around to face him, stepping forward to look up at Gohan with my mastered sultry smile.

I watch with satisfaction as his eyes widen like a deer caught in the headlights as he looks between my expression and the door, waiting for me to make my next move before he can determine his own. Summoning up a small amount of my own energy, I float upwards, making my face level with his. He remains unmoving as I bring my face forward, placing my lips near his ear, lightly kissing the lobe before biting it roughly.

"...I'll have to punish you."

And I'm looking forward to it.

Gohan's POV

Laser tag?

I continue staring up at the front reception desk where Sharpner is currently waiting in line to get our tickets. Reading the brightly colored neon sign and the several cautions and descriptive signs underneath, I learn about the different rules and regulations for the game. Videl and Erasa provided no explanation as they ran to the washroom as soon as we walked into the building, leaving Sharpner to sign us in. Just as I finished reading, I sense Sharpner come up behind to stand next to me, waving the four tickets in his hand.

"You play before?" I turn to face Sharpner, scratching the back of my neck abashedly as he reaches the tickets up for me to take one.

"N-no, sorry. I've heard about it though and I just read the sign over there; it sounds like a lot of fun!" Sharpner smiles and nods eagerly, beckoning for me to follow him as he turns to walk towards the gate. We stand off to the side, waiting for Videl and Erasa to come back so that we can go in to get our gear.

This is the first time I've every really done something like this in the city, apart from my trips to the city with Mom. This is the first time I've actually hung out with people my age that are...well...normal.

"They actually just opened this place after tons of renovations. Videl, Rase and I used to come all the time back when it was still the original layout; we even did school competitions here for gym. So, I hope you brought your a-game today because you're looking at the second place Satan Junior High champion!" Sharpner's voice is nothing short of its typical cocky and pridefulness, but there is something different about it.

I stifle my laughter as Sharpner flips his hair over his shoulder and puffs out his chest, clearly more than satisfied with coming in second place. I turn my head at the sound of giggling from one of the viewing booths off to the side. A couple of girls, about our age, are seated at the table, looking at Sharpner the way I sometimes catch Erasa looking at him. He must have noticed them staring as well, because he turns to the side and begins to flex every ounce of muscle that he can, contorting his body into various uncomfortable positions.

"So, who came in first?" Sharpner stops his flexing and turns his head to face me, his expression perplexed by my question. We both nod silently in agreement before opening our mouths, our voices answering in unison.

"Videl." We both burst out in laughter, mine only growing as Sharpner doubles over, placing a hand on my shoulder to steady himself as he gasps for breaths in between his chuckling.

I'm surprised he's gone this long without calling me 'Brains', 'Nerd or 'Loser'. Looking past our previous arguments, he's actually a pretty nice guy. Although he can come off as being pretty arrogant and self-righteous at times, when it comes down to it, he really does genuinely care about Videl and Erasa.

"Jeesh! Would you two get a room?" Our laughter dies down at the sound of Videl's teasing voice. As we look up to see her and Erasa walking over to us, I notice that both of them have a brow raised with smirks on their faces.

I allow myself to stumble forward as Sharpner light-heartedly shoves my shoulder, that he had been holding onto, before jogging over to meet the girls halfway. He steps in between Erasa and Videl, swinging an arm over each of their shoulders as he pulls them into either side of him. Erasa giggles happily as she leans in, wrapping an arm around his waist to snuggle further into his side.

Videl, on the other hand, is looking less than impressed, rolling her eyes at the gesture as she turns her head to look the other way. As I watch her lean her body away from his, I force myself not to move or make any comments. I feel my hands clench at my sides, finding it difficult to watch her being held by another man, even if the intentions are supposedly platonic.

"Just in time, ladies. I was thinking about making our match a little more interesting. We'll be in the same room as other people, but as far as scorekeeping, we should do boys against girls. What do you say, man?" Feeling everyone's eyes on me, I relax my body and nod, remembering my promise to Videl.

"R-right! We've got this." Much to my relief, Sharpner releases Videl and Erasa and hands them their tickets before walking back over to me.

Sharpner extends his left hand up in the air as he walks past me while turning his head over his shoulder, giving the girls a rather brazen smirk. Understanding his intentions, I raise mine as well allowing his plan to smack against mine to confirm our alliance. The girls suddenly burst out laughing at the gesture, the giggling between them causes Sharpner to turn back to face them and huffs as he flips his hair over his shoulder and turns his nose up in the air.

"You girls won't be laughing once you're crying over your defeat." Videl scoffs as she and Erasa walk over, pushing past Sharpner as they head for the gear gate which has now opened.

Sharpner and I turn to follow as well, but pause as Videl stops in the door frame, causing Erasa to let out a whine as she bumps into Videl's back. Videl turns back around to face Sharpner and I, wearing a smirk similar to the one she often has when she's challenging someone, or of the brief moments that she manages to get on top of me before I pin her onto her back.

If I'm being honest with myself, I actually quite like it. I love to see her smirking above me as she grinds against me, thinking she holds power on me. Her confidence makes it all the more pleasurable when I easily overpower her, holding her against the bed as I watch her writhe underneath me.

Thinking more on the latter, I shift uncomfortably in my pants, trying desperately not to get excited, especially in public. The movement catches Videl's eye as her attention is drawn towards me, her smirk only growing as her eyes shift lower on my body. I quickly look away from her face to look at the wall, knowing that the longer I stare, the tighter the crotch of my pants will get.

How is that a simple facial expression is enough to turn me on? Maybe Videl has more power over me than I thought?

"Let's make a little wager then, shall we, boys? The winners get to pick any day they want where, for the entire day, the losers have to do whatever the winners say." My eyes widen as the suggestion instantly draws my attention back, watching as Sharpner nods eagerly in agreement, just as excited by the new terms of the challenge as Videl.

"Slaves for a day? You're on." Sharpner walks up to Videl and extends his hand, his confidence remains unwavering as he matches Videl's smirk.

After giving he hand a firm shake to seal the deal, Sharpner walks over to me and swings his arm over my shoulder, pulling me along with him as we head into the gear room, following behind Erasa and Videl. Just as my eyes look up to scan the room, my eyes make contact with Videl's. She gives me a quick and subtle wink before walking over to the shelves along the wall to begin suiting up for the game.

I have to win this game. If I don't...I can't even imagine the things she would make me do...

Videl's POV

This is going to be fun; really fun.

"We...lost?" Unable to contain our laughter, Erasa and I burst out into a fit of giggles as Sharpner and Gohan continue to stare up at the scoreboard, completely baffled by the results of our match.

Gohan and Sharpner are diligent in double-checking the numbers, to ensure they are reading the board right, rubbing their eyes in disbelief when they see my name at the top of the scoring list. They huddle together and debate for several minutes, trying to add up the points in their heads. It only takes Gohan a few seconds to combine his and Sharpner's and mine and Erasa's points to figure out the winners, even double-checking his mental math to ensure accuracy.

Their expressions are worth every bit of energy I put into this game. I sure am thankful that Gohan had taught me how to sense energy, making finding and evading people in the dark much easier. I was able to track the more movements and I kept aware of my surroundings, being sure to keep a safe distance away from Gohan. Erasa really pulled through for the game, managing to find a great hiding spot behind me as she would shoot blindly into the darkness without aiming.

Also, I'm more than certain the Gohan had been holding back his agility, allowing Erasa and I to land a few hits on him. There were a few times where he would squeeze the gun to hand in his hands, resulting in it breaking it in half. He would exchange the gear for a new set, stating it had malfunctioned during the game. As far as the other half of his team goes, it was definitely Sharpner's score that was their downfall, standing out in the open while thinking he could somehow dodge the lasers; typical Sharpner.

I walk in between Sharpner and Gohan, turning around to sling both of my arms over their shoulders, pulling them close. I look side to side to see each of their faces, ready for the gloating to begin. I press Gohan's body closer to mine, using the gesture as an excuse to touch him without raising suspicions from Sharpner. Sharpner has his head hung low as he gradually comes to terms with the loss, sighing heavily as he prepares to accept the consequences of his defeat.

"Don't look so sad Sharpie. You learned a valuable lesson today; don't make bets with me unless you have the skills to actually win." Sharpner shrugs my arm off of his shoulder as Erasa comes to stand next to him, trying her best to comfort him with her words.

"Hey! We all had lots of fun, and that's what really counts, Sharpie! I'm just so happy we could all come together to play today! Thank you so very much for taking us!" Erasa grabs onto Sharpner's arm with both of her hands and looks up, smiling happily at him.

Those two are perfect for each other; I only wish that Sharpner would wake up and realize it. He's been chasing after me this whole time, seeing Erasa as just a friend. Hopefully, Erasa will eventually be able to tell him how she feels...

Sharpner returns Erasa's smile in a way that is only ever reserved for her, teasingly taking both of her cheeks in his hands and pulling on them lightly to contort her expression. Sharpner uses this gesture often, one of the many ways that he is able to make her smile. This causes both of them the laugh, completely zoning out mine and Gohan's presence, their attention solely focused on each other. I smile at their interaction, silently rooting for the relationship. Gohan leaves my side to walk up to Sharper, extending his hand out for Sharpner to shake.

"Yea, it was tons of fun! Thanks for inviting me, Sharpner." Sharpner releases his hands from Erasa's face to turn and look at Gohan before shifting down to see his extended hand. He brings his hand swinging forward, smacking his palm against Gohan's.

At least those two are finally on good terms. Their constant glaring at each other during class had me worried; there were moments where I thought they would never move past their feud. I'm honestly more surprised with Sharpner's good behavior; he is easily one of the most stubborn people I've ever met.

"Of course, man; you are part of our group. Now, are you sure you two don't need a ride home?" Gohan nods before turning to look at me with a questioning gaze, waiting for my answer.

"That's okay; we'll manage. See you guys later! Maybe we'll plan something for the break!"

After leaving the building and walking across the street, we say our goodbyes as we prepare to go our separate ways. Erasa quickly leaps on me, nearly in tears as giving me a hug. I promise to keep in touch, laughing light-heartedly at her dramatic farewell. Sharpner gives Gohan a smack on the back before helping Erasa into the passenger seat his car, having already promised to be her ride home as he typically does. Sitting in the driver's side, he honks the airhorn a few times before driving off, waving as he passes by.

Now, finally being alone in each other's company, Gohan and I walk along the sidewalk towards my house, being sure to keep a respectable distance as to not draw the attention of onlookers. Every once in awhile our hands would make contact, our fingers brushing against each other's as we swing our arms side by side. I would watch as couples walk past, holding hands without worrying about who might be watching or what people may be thinking.

That's what I want. I don't know how long I'll be able to keep this up, pretending that Gohan and I aren't together. I want to be able to hold his hand, to hug him in public without making the front page of the paper.

"So, about Christmas break...do you have any plans with your Dad?" Gohan's question causes me to scoff loudly as I shake my head, continuing to look forward as I reply.

"Nope; my Dad won't be here at all. He and Buu are going on some sort of martial arts tour, and I already told him that I wouldn't be going; attending parties with pompous rich people isn't typically my idea of a good time." Gohan pauses at my response, causing me to halt my footsteps as well when I notice he is no longer walking beside me.

We're stopped somewhere in the middle of one of Satan City's largest community parks, the buildings of the city somewhat blocked by trees, trying to appear isolated from civilization. Unfortunately, the skyscrapers are still visible from above the tree line, and the sounds of traffic disturb the beautiful view. Since entering the park, we haven't seen too many people, usually only having to step to one side of the sidewalk for a runner or two to pass by.

I take a few steps back to where Gohan is standing, looking up at him with one of my brows raised in confusion. He looks down at me with a pitying expression, knowing and understanding the loneliness I've experienced before due to Dad's lifestyle. I open my mouth to reassure him, but he quickly cuts me off, his features suddenly lightening up with an idea.

"Well, how about a different kind of crowd? I know this is a bit short-notice but Bulma holds a Christmas party every year, inviting our usual group of family and friends. You're more than welcome to come with me. I'm sure my Mom, Bulma and 18 would love to see you again." Quickly looking around for anyone that may be listening in or watching, I discretely slip my hand into Gohan's, giving his hand a brief squeeze before pulling away.

"As long as it's alright with Bulma, then I...I'd love to, Gohan."

Thank you.