Chapter Five-           

            Aiko and Goten were still sitting on the bench, when Trunks, Bra and Pan came out of the mall. Nobody said anything, but Goten could sense that the other three were pissed. It seemed that Trunks had been thrown out of the mall, and Bra and Pan had to leave too. Which meant that Bra didn't get Pan into a dress.

            Frankly, under other day, Goten would suggest that him and Trunks go back in there, and threaten to beat the crap out of the security guard. Of course they wouldn't do it, but it would get some good laughs out of Trunks, and calm him down.

            Today, he just stood up and grabbed Aiko's hand. Aiko blushed and looked down. Trunks, Bra and Pan didn't seem to notice this until they were almost all the way home.

            Trunks was still complaining about his removal from the mall, and kept waiting for his best friend to add his two cents. However when he finally glanced over at Goten, he saw the hand-holding going on between the two, he nearly fell over.

            "Goten...?" he asked weakly.

            Goten looked over at him and grinned. Aiko blushed some more from behind Goten's back.

            This of course, caught Bra's and Pan's attention, so the two finally stopped bickering and looked over.

            "Aiko!"  Pan squealed. "With Uncle Goten!?

            This only caused Aiko's face to turn a deeper crimson.

            Trunks scoffed, and kept staring at Goten.

            When had Goten and Aiko became an item?

            Goten obviously wasn't offering any information for the time being, so they all decided to split up, when another problem arose.

            Aiko and Goten didn't want to separate from each other, and their new found blossom of love.

            Bra and Pan began to gag, and Bra grabbed Aiko's hand to take her back to Capsule Corp.

            "Believe me Ai, you wouldn't be missing much. All those two do is go to their apartment, eat, watch TV, and scratch their-"

            "Good-bye Bra." Trunks interrupted swiftly.

            Pan giggled and waved as she took off towards her own home.

            "Bye Aiko." Goten whispered softly in her ear.    

            Then Bra and Aiko were gone..

            "When the hell did that happen?" Trunks yelled as soon as Bra and Aiko were out of earshot.

            Goten shrugged.      

            "You don't know. You don't know? You don't frikkin know?!" Trunks continued.

            "It just sort of... happened. There were these guys that were you... know. And I stopped them, and then we went to the park, and then the next thing you know..." Goten ended getting all dreamy-eyed.

            Trunks snorted.

            "Goten, pal. You have got to be more careful. We have no idea where this girl has come from! She could be a god damn demon trying to lure your soul to hell for all we know!" Trunks exclaimed.

            Now Goten snorted.

            "Oh yeah, she really seems like the evil type, doesn't she? But maybe you're right... maybe Aiko and I shouldn't see each other a lot until your mom figures out who she is."       Goten concluded sadly.

            "Now you're thinking with your head instead of your-"

            "Ok Trunks, we better get going." Goten interrupted, getting annoyed.

            Trunks laughed and nodded.

            "Let's go."

                                                            ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Meanwhile Gohan was at home, waiting for Pan to return. Videl had gone out of town yesterday, and didn't plan on returning for a week. So Gohan had taken up some of his old training. Videl didn't improve much of his fighting, but that didn't mean he was going to give it up completely. It was in his blood to fight, and as Bulma and Chichi had long ago learned, you just can't take the fight out of a Saiyan. Not that Videl hadn't tried.   

            Gohan had just started the first part of his meditation for the day, when he felt a power surge. Gohan's eyes snapped open, and he stood, waiting for another power to approach.

            But nothing happened.

            "What was that?" Gohan whispered. "Maybe I'm losing my mind from doing that meditation wrong..." he said laughing weakly.

            Suddenly however the door slammed open, making Gohan jumped ten feet in the air. He quickly landed, and got into a defensive fighting pose.

            "Daddy?" a voice asked confused.

            "Thank Kami... It's only you Pan..." Gohan sighed.

            "Are you okay Daddy?" Pan questioned looking concerned.

            "Did you feel... an odd chi shoot up on your way over here?" Gohan questioned, hoping he didn't sound as lame as he knew he did.

            In all truth, the chi was very strange to him. It wasn't familiar, but it was. He knew he had a felt a chi like this before, but this one was altered. He just couldn't place his finger on it.

            Pan shook her head, still looking worriedly at her father.

            "Are you sure you're okay Daddy? I haven't even felt anyone power up in the hour." Pan answered.

            Gohan nodded, looking spaced out in thought.

            "I must have imagined it then. Or made a mistake in the meditation or something."

            But Pan could tell her father wasn't convinced, and who  could blame him?

            It wasn't usual for Son Gohan to imagine or mistake things when it came to fighting. Pan had never seen him more serious about anything then when he was fighting.

            Pan shook her head, and went her room, forgetting to tell her father about his baby brother's new girl.

                                                            ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Piccolo stay silent in his meditation, but he could sense Gohan's uneasiness a mile away.

            'Don't worry kid... You're not going senile. I felt the chi too. But I don't know who it was...' Piccolo thought.

            There was no doubt in his mind, that Gohan had been right about that sudden burst of chi in every way.

            They had felt something so daringly similar, that the answer to who it was, but altered had to be right underneath their nose.

            And he was right about one more thing, that was scarier then anything else. No one else had felt the blast chi.

            No one.

            Not one single Z fighter had a clue that some odd event had just happened.

            And Piccolo felt that the only way he had known was because he had been trying to connect with Gohan's mind, during Gohan's meditation.

            Which meant that Gohan was the only one who could feel the person's power right now.

            Piccolo shuddered.

            Who was coming for them?

Author's Note: *threatening music playing in background* Lol! Guess what? My labtop is back! *dances* That means I can work on this story again! ^^ Be happy for me and review! Or email me at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com to join my mailing list.