Back again with the next Chapter and I still don't own DBZ.

Last time...

"We have many bathrooms and bedrooms which we will assign you to later. The home theater and gym are on the second floor. In addition, there is a swimming pool and bar in the back and the hot tubs and spa are on the 5th floor. Just ask the servants for directions. For now, who's hungry?" she said, chuckling at the eager looks on the student's faces.

"Come along with me," she said walking into the massive structure.

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The class entered the foyer, observing the beautiful interior architecture. The room was spacious, huge floor-to-ceiling windows let in the sunlight. Two grand staircases wound their way around marble pillars coming to rest a few feet away from the students. Stunning artwork was tastefully placed on the walls, giving a stark contrast between classical and modern.

One particular photograph in the far corner of the foyer caught our favorite blonde's eye. "Omg! Is that Gohan?" Erasa exclaimed. Glancing at the painting, Gohan immediately blushed. He knew this was a bad idea. The students clamored to see the portrait for themselves, wondering why a picture of Gohan would be on the wall of one of Bulma Briefs' famous friends. Upon viewing the picture, the class stared in astonishment. The backdrop consisted of a night time view of a jungle-like forest with a clear lake reflecting the full moon. In the center, Gohan was nude with a small hedge covering his lower half. His face was a seductive smirk, making the girls, even Videl swoon. His hair was tied back in a long spiky ponytail, the style he wore prior to cutting his hair for school, adding to the effect of the picture.

Oh my gosh! He's totally sexy! That's what he looks like with longer hair? Now I know what that girl in the mall was talking about! Videl thought, her eyes trailing from his face to his well-defined pectorals biceps and triceps. Her gaze then went lower to his eight pack and followed the narrowing of his hips only to find the bush in her way. At that moment, Videl hated that bush. Wait what am I thinking? I actually wanted to see his... She shook her head. She was not about to go there.

The girls then turned their eyes toward Gohan, looking hungrily at his body. Unfortunately it seemed that he didn't share gym with any other girl in this class but Videl and Erasa so none of them had seen his little display on his first day. He suddenly felt even more self-conscious and stepped behind Mirai for protection, only to have Erasa pinch him on the butt.

"Erasa!" he yelped, only to have the blonde wink at him.

"Yes, as a matter of fact it is Gohan," Bulma replied, laughing at the Son boy's misfortune. "After all it is his house."

The students' minds went numb…well maybe more numb. This was just too much for their little brains to process. So not only did Gohan have a body to die for, he was also filthy rich? Did this boy not know he was messing with the delicate balance of nature! Sure he can be geeky and rich or hot and rich but not geeky, hot and rich!

"Do you know who the photographer is?" a red headed art enthusiast questioned.

"As a matter of fact I do! And so do you!" Bulma said tenderly extending a hand toward to the crowd. "Lime, why don't you come here and take a bow?"

Goku, Chi Chi and the Ox King were extremely proud of her accomplishments practically turned walls of the summer palace into an exhibition of her work. The other members of the Z gang also had some of her pieces displayed in their houses.

"Aw! Bulma," Lime whined. "Do I have to?"

"Niichan!" a cheer came, cutting off Bulma's reply as two blurs whizzed by the class; one orange, the other blue. The students turned around wondering what went by, to see Gohan and Mirai holding miniature versions of themselves in their arms. The children looked no older than seven or eight.

"Oh!" Gohan's mini-me said, looking down at Lime as he and Trunks climbed up onto their brothers' shoulders. "Hi Lime! Didn't see you down there!" Lime growled at the little boy. She hated it when people made fun of her height.

"Hey squirts!" Mirai said. "What are you two doing here?"

"Well, we begged mom over and over again until she finally let us come," Trunks explained, immediately setting off warning bells for the three teens. They were never going to be able to hide their powers with those two present!

"But we have to go home when our dads come to pick us up," Goten finished with a pout to their relief.

Sharpner, who was standing next to Gohan looked at the little boy on his classmate's shoulders and was surprised to see the definition in his arms. Looking over at Mirai, he found that his brother also was well cut. Is everybody Brains knows on steroids?

"Ahem," Bulma cleared her throat drawing the class' attention back to her. "I see you've met my other son, Trunks and my godson, Goten. They promised they'll behave themselves for us today," she continued, looking pointedly at the cute little boys who just blinked innocently back.

"Mom," Trunks whined. "We're hungry."

"Well, we were just about to go to the kitchen for some food," Bulma said.

"Then what are you waiting for? We're starving!" Goten said, kicking Gohan's shoulders as if he were kicking a horse into gear.

"Alright squirt. Let's go!" Gohan said heading down the hall as the rest of the group dumbly followed him.

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The kitchen was definitely one fit for a Saiyan. It contained countless refrigerators, stoves and a seemingly endless countertop. At least 20 chefs worked tirelessly at the stoves. The large island in the middle of the room was laid out with foods of all kinds, making the hungry students' mouths water. There was more than enough food there to feed an army or three.

As Gohan entered the room, he signaled for Goten to be quiet as he snuck behind one of the chefs; a fairly round, short, gray haired woman with rosy cheeks. He then suddenly hugged her from behind, nearly making the poor woman drop her pot in surprise.

"Your Majesty!" she yelped. "You made my heart jump into my throat!"

The class walked into the door as she made this statement. The other chefs in the room dropped what they were holding and bowed before him with their right fist over their hearts. "Good Afternoon, your Majesty!" they greeted. The students' jaws dropped. Your Majesty? Gohan was royalty?

"Come on everyone. Get up," Gohan chastised. "How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Gohan."

"But Your- I mean Gohan," the chef replied, seeing Gohan's disapproving look. "You're our superior. We have to address you with respect. Those are our orders."

"Well, Miss Carol, I'm ordering you not to, then. Call me Gohan," Gohan commanded. "If anyone objects, Goten here will deal with them!" he continued tickling the little boy on his shoulders causing him to giggle.

Turning back to the class, Gohan sweat dropped as he saw the entire class minus Videl, Sharpner, Erasa, Lime and Mirai on their knees in front of him. Some of the jocks, who mercilessly teased him before he had started playing football for OSH, crawled over to him, kissing his shoes and begging forgiveness.

"Gohan?" Videl said, looking slightly upset. "Why didn't you tell us you were a prince?"

"Exhibit A," Gohan said gesturing to the class, lying prostrate on the ground and he tried to shake the jocks of his feet without sending them flying a few hundred feet. "I hate the attention."

"Ok, everyone," Bulma said, trying to take the attention off Gohan as he looked so uncomfortable. "Well, I guess Gohan never told you he was the Prince of the Ox Kingdom either. That boy is almost painfully modest at times."

Videl thought back to the photo she saw earlier. Of course, modesty is obviously his forte. She now understood Gohan and why he never cared about status. I mean he is the heir to a whole kingdom.

"Ok, everyone, grab a plate and dig in!" Bulma said. "Except you four," she added looking pointedly at the four demi Saiyans. At Bulma's announcement, the students scrambled for the china plates and filled their plate while the four boys looked as if Bulma had ripped out their hearts and stomped on them. However, even after they had each eaten their fill, the 30 visitors barely made a dent in the lavish meal before them.

"Ok, boys, you can eat now," she finally conceded.

The boys suddenly disappeared along with the food, reappearing at the table with 30 plates each stacked almost as high as the ceiling. The students stared in astonishment as the boys ate with a remarkable similarity to starving wolves. They watched as they stole each other's food and the death glares and growls thrown at the offenders. The teenagers were now witnessing a human version of the territorial animal feeding their biology teacher had shown them a week before and they found it even more amazing seeing it up close.

In less than ten minutes, the boys were finished. They leaned back in their chairs, patting their stomachs fondly.

"Ok, now that the bottomless pits are satisfied for now," Bulma said. "Everyone, gather around."

The students readily did as they were told, not wanting to disappoint the blue-haired genius. "Alright," Miss Wheeler said. "For one, I will not be coming with you." The students inwardly cheered although they put on fake sad looks.

"That's so sad Miss Wheeler," a brunette said.

"Yes I know! I will be hanging out here instead for the entire two weeks while you guys get to explore the wild!" Miss Wheeler replied, smugly, instantly putting scowls on the students' faces.

"Ok anyway we will group you into pairs; one girl with one boy. You will stick with your partner for the rest of the trip," Bulma said to the eager whoops of the hormonal teenage boys. "Believe me, when the wilderness is done with you, you won't even be thinking about it," she added smirking at the boys. "The reason why we're doing this way is so that each group will have a boy to do the heavy lifting while the girl will make sure the team survives."

"I have grouped you with the person I believe you'll work the best with so I'll start naming the groups now," Miss Wheeler said to the students' disappointment. They all knew that teachers had no idea who worked best as a team and probably just picked the names out of a hat. "First we have Tony and Amy, then Brittany and Todd…" she continued down the list, with the remaining students hoping they would be paired with someone they could at least tolerate. "Sharpner and Erasa, then Mirai and Lime and last but not least, Gohan and Videl," she finished, putting her list away.

Erasa face palmed. She was stuck with the biggest, sissiest lug ever! Obviously the teacher had no idea that Sharpner was terrified of anything that crawled and she was going to have to deal with his girlish screams for two whole weeks!

Sharpner scowled for a second. He was hoping he would be paired with Videl. That way he didn't have to do all the work. Plus, there was a chance he'd get to see her naked. Then again, Erasa was pretty hot as well and he knew she didn't have the aversion to bugs that he did. Maybe it would all work out for the best.

Gohan stared in bewilderment. Out of all the students, he just so happened to be paired with the one bent on discovering his secrets. He knew that just because they had agreed to be friends didn't mean she had given up; she just wasn't going to be so mean about it.

Meanwhile, Videl was ecstatic. She got to spend some quality time with her new friend not to mention discovering his secrets. He still hadn't told her how he knew Bulma Briefs or how he could eat so much. And how his brother had so much muscle and could eat more than he could.

Mirai and Lime hi-fived each other. This was going to be a great two weeks. They didn't get paired with anyone annoying and they wouldn't have to hide their powers.

"Ok, so you guys can do whatever you want for the rest of the day," Bulma said. "Your instructors won't be here till later tonight."

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The students split into their regular cliques, some happy with their partners while others were less than thrilled.

"You guys want to go watch a movie?" Gohan suggested after everyone had changed their clothes. It turned out their rooms where pretty close to each other.

"Sure!" Erasa piped up. "Lead the way!"

After walking in silence for a while, Sharpner posed a question, "So, Brains, why didn't you tell us you were loaded?"

Gohan shrugged. "I just wanted to make sure you guys were real friends and you weren't just after me for my family's wealth or power," he replied. "I wanted to be sure I could trust you."

"So, do you know whether you can trust us now?" Erasa asked, apprehensively.

"Yeah, I'm sure I can. I was skeptical about Videl for a while, especially after she took up stalking me as a hobby. But I think I can trust her too." Gohan replied, to Videl's relief. She still felt pretty bad about her attitude towards him.

As they walked through the doorway, they froze in shock. There on the couch, lay Goku and Chi Chi who were both half-dressed and engaged in a steamy make out session.

"Mom! Dad! Really?" Gohan shouted absolutely mortified, causing the couple to break apart.

"Oh hey Gohan!" Goku greeted with a smile, tossing his shirt at Chi Chi, who was only in her underwear. "I didn't expect you guys to be here so soon! Who are your friends?"

Gohan just rolled his eyes at his father's easy dismissal of the embarrassing situation. At least his mom had the decency to blush. "These are my friends from school; Sharpner, Erasa and Videl," he said pointing at each of them in turn. "Guys, these are my parents, Goku and Chi Chi Son."

"Oh my gosh. I can't believe I'm standing in the same room with Goku and Chi Chi Son. After your performance at the World Martial Arts Tournament, you guys are like my heroes!" Videl gushed, tripping over her words.

"Oh, you're making me blush!" Chi Chi commented, feeling flattered. "That was ages ago! It's pleasure to meet you all. Now which one of you lovely young ladies is my son's girlfriend?"

"Mom!" Gohan groaned. "Must you insist on embarrassing me?"

"You watch your mouth, young man!" Chi Chi scolded, giving him a mighty blow on the head with the Frying Pan of Doom ™. "Now did you guys have dinner already?" she asked with a sweet smile. Videl, Sharpner and Erasa looked on with a large sweatdrop on the back of their heads. How did this woman switch emotions at the drop of a hat? They looked around and saw everyone else in the room seemed unaffected, as if this was normal!

"Anyway, we're going to give you guys the room. Don't be watching any porn now!" Goku teased as he and his wife left the room.

"We already got our daily dose from you guys," Gohan muttered squeezing the bridge of his nose. Turning to his friends he remarked, "And that's why I never bring anyone over."

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They decided to have a movie marathon, each picking a movie to watch. It was about 2 am by the time the credits to the last movie rolled on and by then, they were all asleep. Videl had fallen asleep on Gohan's shoulder. Erasa snuggled up against Sharpner on the floor. Mirai's big toe somehow ended up in Sharpner's mouth while Lime slept in between the two boys.

Gohan opened his eyes, but closed them immediately as the lights came on. He looked back and noticed Bulma snapping pictures of the sleeping teenagers. Feeling a weight on his shoulder, he looked over to find Videl curled up into his torso. He smiled slightly at the angelic look on her face. "What time is it?" Gohan asked groggily, careful not disturb Videl.

"Way past curfew," Bulma answered, mock-angrily. "It's time for you guys to go to bed."

Gohan kicked Sharpner lightly in the side, trying to wake him up. Unfortunately, the disturbance caused him to chomp down on Mirai's toe. The time traveller let out a scream, effectively waking the other teenagers in the room. Gohan and Bulma just laughed as Sharpner tried to wipe is mouth clean with his shirt while Mirai hopped around on one foot, nursing his sore toe.

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