A/N:  Sorry everyone, this has been a loooong couple weeks.  And I've been sick too.  Oh well, on with the next chapter.  Hope you like it.  Oh, and my apologies for the slightly confusing last chapter.  I will eventually revise the part with the frying pan, but at the moment, it was either new chapter or revision, and I think you'll like the one I picked.

      Kay-chan is Born to be WIIIILLLLD.  You'd better believe it.  This time I'll even give you the first letter, because this one may be too hard without the hint.

Chapter 16: It's My P…

      *Brrrr*  *Brrrr*  *Brrrr*  Mr. Shinara cradled the phone, his eyes glazing over slightly as the phone rang at whomever's house this was.  Taking another glance down at the sheet, he re-read the first name.  Son Chichi.  Probably the boy's mother.

      Videl fidgeted, sitting on the very edge of the cot they had tried to get Gohan onto.  She found herself staring at him.  Her eyes taking in his sculptured face, heck, his muscles were pretty impressive.  She found herself admiring him Of course I admire him. she thought to herself, he's actually quite a bit like me.  We both wear these baggy clothes so people don't single us out even more than they naturally do. she was rationalizing now.

      Her eyes flicked over to where the teacher was standing with his back to her, the phone held loosely to his ear.  Mrs. White must have set the phone volume quite loud, as Videl could faintly make out the buzzing ring tone.  Her eyes wandered back to Gohan.  He was breathing steadily, though still appearing to be unconscious.  As she watched him, her eyes caught on the single clump of hair that perpetually hung down in the middle of his forehead.

      Her hand moved, almost of its own accord, going to lightly smooth the hair back into place.  The hand stopped, and Videl stared at it, as if it didn't really belong to her.  What was she doing?

      Mr. Shinara didn't leave her any time to ponder.  He swung back towards her, phone still in hand and motioned for her to come over beside him.  Holding the phone more-or-less in between them, they listened intently for any sort of answer.  A click was heard, Mr. Shinara breathed in, intending to speak a greeting.  Only to be cut off:

      "Hello.  You have reached the Son residence, we are unable to come to the phone right now.  Goten!"  That last was louder, though a bit more distant sounding, as if she were yelling to someone in the background.  "How many times have I told you not to bring that purple monster into the house!"

      "But mooooooom."  A little boy's voice whined in the background.  "Icarus won't hurt anybody."

      A crash was heard in the background, and for a moment there was dead silence.  Then came the voice that Gohan feared. "Son Goten!  That was my best China!"

      Almost as if she realized this were being taped, a quick "Please leave a message" was spoken and a beep followed.

      Mr. Shinara and Videl stood in silence, not quite sure what to make of the situation.  As puzzled as Chichi would be when she got back and heard silence on her machine, it wasn't any more puzzling then the message they had just listened to.

      Hanging up, Mr. Shinara glanced at his watch.  "I have lunch supervision in five minutes.  Could you please take this health sheet and a couple other students and do as it instructs."

      "Why do I need to take other students?"  Videl questioned.

      Mr. Shinara shrugged and replied "School policy."

      Videl rolled her eyes.  School policy.  The catch-all phrase intended to make students do whatever it was that the teacher wanted them to do.  And as far as she knew there was no official School Policy book anywhere that the students could check in.

      "I guess I'll take Erasa and Sharpner."  These two were not chosen because of their incredible intelligence or breathtaking good looks (as one of them would be quick to point out).  They were chosen more because Videl felt that she could put up with them for however long it was they needed to be before Gohan was back to normal, for him anyways.

      Looking down at the unconscious teen, she sighed and said "I guess I'll go get them now, because there's no way I can drag him out to my copter by myself."

      Pausing for a moment, a thought crossed her mind, "How am I supposed to transport them anyways, my copter only holds two people."

      Mr. Shinara reached walked through the door that joined the nurse's office to the teacher's lounge.  Returning within moments, he dropped a capsule into Videl's waiting hand.

      "It's a van copter, it holds eight people, but it'll have to do."  With that he turned and departed.  Leaving Videl with an unconscious classmate, and a puzzle.  Reading the next name down on the list, she saw CC and an address.  It was in West City, maybe this "CC" fellow could help her out.

      "Don't go anywhere." She told the body, like she was expecting it to obey her command.

      She headed out to find Erasa and Sharpner.  Hopefully between the three of them they would be able to get Gohan into the school copter, over to this "CC" guy, and be back to school before the day was over.  The thought of spending more than an hour in an enclosed space with a body (even if it was alive), and two people, one of whom wouldn't stop talking to anything that moved, and the other who was convinced that if he could just get a little closer to her, she would jump into his outstretched arms and be his girlfriend.  A shiver made it's way down Videl's back.  Gohan was going in the front seat.  At least he would be quiet.

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A/N:  Sorry for the short chapter, I'm still sick, but I thought it would be better to get something out rather than nothing.  Hands out chocolate bars to all her nice reviewers!  If there are any more takers for the mailing list, let me know!