Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. Period.

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I was battling with myself on which treatment Goten should have. Oh well, with Bulma's intelligent, I'm sure whatever his problem was supposed to be, will fit either way. The other reason is school, which I'm not going to get into that.

A/N: *Gives off a weak laugh* Hahaha…*Grabs stack of papers and starts tearing them, madly into shreds* Again, I found some errors in my last chapter. Jeez, I'm getting sloppy here.

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Thanks for those who reviewed chapter 6:

Midnight Lilly - I think that was the reason why you were so confused. Sorry about that.

Midnight Mystery Angel - I think the same thing happened to you, sorry!

Lily - Your review was so hilarious, I swear, I was laughing so hard, my stomach started to ache. For your last comment, I guess your right, but the whole point of me asking you guys to pick your favorite scene was because I'm a very fickle person so I couldn't make up my mind.

Secretsquirl - I'm glad that the same effect happened to you, it was exactly what I was going for. Giselle and Trunks? Hm, we'll see…

Tapion - ONE HOUR?!?! I didn't think I'll have this kind of effect on people. I'm glad you enjoy this, though.

DragonUk - Yeah, I thought so too, but I thought it'll have the audience gripping at their seat. (I have a feeling that I was putting the readers to sleep). I sure don't know what kind of effect drinking have on people, except for the basics, you know, can't think right…yada, yada, yada…Thanks for the comments!

Star-Gazer - *Gushes* Thanks for the comment!

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Did She Just See That?

The two girls had decided to alternate sleeping, waiting for Goten to arouse. Now that Giselle was resting, Marron decided to wait for Goten to arouse, intertwining her fingers with his. 'Why does everything have to be messed up? Everything was so great and now…' She quickly wiped the tear that had escaped one of her eyes. She was relieved when she noticed his chest rising and lowering in a normal pace, indicating he was still within her grasp. All she had to wait for was for him to open those eyelids. She was battling with the sandman as she felt sleep settling in, making her head bobbing, vertically, occasionally. Finally, admitting defeat, she allowed her head to settle on his thigh, only to feel a hand resting on her shoulder seconds later. Her weary eyes gradually fluttered open.

"Hey, you look like you could use some good news." When she saw that Marron's curiosity was perked, she continued, "I just got the result back and, I must say, he's pretty lucky considering that he's a saiyan. Any normal human would have been in a much worse condition than he is at. You see, whoever spiked the drink didn't bother measuring the content." By now, she had Marron's attention. 'Lucky? Worse condition? Spiked?' Those words sunk deeper into her head.

"So are you saying that whoever did this wanted Goten…?" She couldn't continue, but knew that Bulma had understood her.

"Well, no. I believe that the person didn't realize how harmful it could be if they pour the whole content into the drinks," she answered, while pouring a fluid, unknown to Marron, into Goten's mouth. She saw her perplexed visage and answered her question before she had the chance to ask. "Milk of magnesium. It'll even out the acids inside his stomach." She seemed to be contemplating in her mind before saying, "if you like, you can take one of the guest rooms and I'll call your parents to let them know that you're staying over tonight."

"Thanks, but I'd rather stay here with him. I want to see him when he wakes up."

"It could take awhile. I just gave him a sleeping pill so he wouldn't wake up anytime soon. Besides, you'll be more comfortable sleeping in a bed instead of a chair," she reasoned. When Marron was about to protest, she continued, "And if he does wakes up, I'll make sure you'll be the first to know."

'Waking up to a sore neck isn't what I have in mind.' After some thoughts, she gave in. "I am tired. Okay, you've convinced me." She opened the infirmary door, turning around to give off her sweetest smile in show of her gratitude.

"Don't worry, he's in good hands," Bulma reassured her once more.

"I know he is. Thanks." With that, she left to receive a much-needed rest.

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The next day, Bulma kept her promise when Goten stirred in bed. It wasn't surprising when Marron, hereditary from her father, immediately rushed out of her current room and towards the infirmary room.

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"Well, everything seems to check out fine. You just happened to have too much to drink, or in your case, someone spiked your drink," the turquoise-haired woman said, while putting her medical equipments away.

"Thanks, Bulma."

Suddenly, the door burst opened to reveal the blue-eyed, blonde pigtail jumping into his open arms, showering him with kisses. Each tender kiss revealed a puzzle to her emotions that was concealed during his rehab. Bulma, smiling at the couple before her, silently exited the room.

"Goten…don't…you…ever…scare me…like…that…again!" Marron said, alternating with more showers of kisses and concluding her statement with a long, passionate one. Goten got the implication and opened an entrance for her tongue to slide into his mouth. Her hands, clasped behind his head, were fingering his raven-spikey hair. While his arms surrounded her small waist, resting gently on her back, but pulling her closer towards him. Heat overwhelmed her as she began pushing him back onto the bed, where he previously slept the night before. Each caught up in the steamy moment, began to deepened their kiss, like there was no tomorrow. Both could hear their counterpart's heart racing when she pressed her body further down onto him. He reacted by reaching under her shirt, his hand massaging her back.

"Maybe, we…should stop," she whispered on his lips, not really wanting to stop, but knew that if they didn't, it'll become increasingly difficult later on. Still caught on the moment, neither heard the door opened, and the voice that came from it, "Bulma wanted me to tell you…"

The couples, with lightning speed, departed from each other's embrace and glanced at their intruder, with embarassment etched on both their faces. Neither one knew how to explain the situation any better without becoming a tomato so they kept silence, waiting for the aquamarine hair to continued.

Once she found her voice, her turquoise eyes still displaying her initial shock, started frantically, waving her hands in the air, continued, "Oh, I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-er, breakfast is ready." Bra hastily departed from the room, closed the door behind her, and leaving the secluded two to contemplate on the issue. Marron gave him a knowing look. She would have to speak with Bra before others found out.

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After breakfast, Goten had to fly home, trying to relinquish anymore worry from his family. So Marron had set out to seek Bra before heading for her own home. Knocking on the door, a soft "come in" could be heard on the other side. Entering the room, she made sure the door was closed tight, securing their discourse from any unwanted eavesdropper.

Bra, at once, knew exactly what this was about. Before her childhood friend could utter a word, she began, "Look, I know why you're here, but let me first say that I didn't see anything. Okay, maybe that was a lie, but I didn't see the whole thing, which must be a relieve for you guys. So you don't have to worry because I wouldn't say anything, that is, if you don't want me to. Since you're here, I can safely assume that you guys want this to be a secret. So you can trust me and you have my word on that" She said in one deep, deep breath and as quickly as possible. Now it was Marron's turn to display her shock visage as silent surround them for a minute.

"Well, erm, I'm glad we had this chat."

To be continued…

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A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this so far and um… review, please! Anyone who wants to be notify of when I update this fic, tell me in your review!