Okay.  Sorry for the delay on this chapter, but I've been at my dad's house, plus FF.net has been screwy.  I got a new website though, so whenever it's down I'll still add stuff to it.  Plus, I've got a ton of ideas, but I just had a lot of trouble getting to write this chapter.  The REAL plot is beginning to surface though, along with some people from the past ^^;.Why not confuse you people more?

Hoshi no Chibi

The Board of the Gang Appears

"Gohan, what is going on?" Piccolo asked again as Videl began to sway back and forth.

"Uh..."

"It's nice to meet you..." Videl mumbled, finally finding the courage to address the green man, and extended her hand.  Piccolo, being who he is, just gave her a cold stare.

"Piccolo, this is Satan Videl.  She's the... daughter of Mr. Satan," Gohan sweatdropped as both Videl and Piccolo turned to stare at him darkly. 

Frustrated, Videl grabbed hold of Gohan's arm and pulled him away, muttering a quick, "Excuse us."

"Is something wrong, Videl?" asked Gohan, looking to see Piccolo walk over towards the people sparring.

"IS SOMETHING WRONG!?" Videl screeched. 

Chi-Chi, who was still fawning over Pan, turned her head towards them, but seeing that nothing too interesting was happening, quickly turned back to Pan.  Both Videl and Gohan sweatdropped.

Grabbing Gohan's ear and pulling it towards her, Videl whispered harshly into his ear, "Why didn't you tell me Piccolo was GREEN?!"

"I was trying to, but I didn't get a chance to," Gohan bowed his head shamefully.  "I'm really sorry."

Videl turned away from Gohan, whose eyes were now big and round.  She just couldn't stay mad at him...

"Fine.  I guess I overreacted," Videl admitted grudgingly.  "Although I've never met anyone who was green..."

Gohan smiled, replying, "I'm not surprised you freaked out.  He definitely scared me when I was smaller."

"So when exactly were you planning on telling me you had friends who were green?"

"Haha..."

--v--

*Crash!*

"Uh... Tsuki?  Are you okay?" Mirai Trunks questioned, walking over to the newly formed crater, thanks to the RF Goten. 

Mr. Popo, having watched the insanity since it began, shook his head and walked back into the building on the side, going to prepare dinner for his guests.  It had been a while since he'd cooked for so many people, and this would be no easy task, considering that there were 2 full-blooded Saiyans, along with 6 half-blooded and one quarter-blooded.

"I-I think so," Tsuki muttered, dragging himself out of the pit.  Bra sighed, slapping her forehead and muttering about how he couldn't even kill the "Evil One from the Past Mirai Time".

"I think your chibi-self is stronger than you are," Mirai laughed, pointing towards their smaller selves.  The older Goten blushed, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

The smaller Goten and Trunks were still fighting fiercely, but neither making the jump to Super.  The two boys looked evenly matched, although Trunks had the upper hand due to the fact he was a year older.

"I can't believe I was like that when I was younger," Goten stated, the two men now watching the chibi children.

Bra, now bored, turned towards her "parents" to see if anything amusing was happening between them.  Unfortunately for her, they were fighting, something very common in her own timeline.  She rolled her eyes and looked around some more.  The RF Goten and Mirai Trunks were betting on who of their younger selves would win the sparring match; their chibi selves locked fiercely in combat.  Bulma was screaming at Vegeta, with him yelling back at her, leaving Bardock to just stare on helplessly.  Piccolo, not one to interact with others, just hung back away from the others.  Chi-Chi was fawning over Pan, the child half-smiling from her "grandmother's" antics, half-pissy looking from having to continue to put up with her "grandmother's" antics.

Thus, Gohan and Videl were off in their own little corner of the lookout, practically begging Bra to make it hard for Gohan to explain everything to his future wife.  Rubbing her hands together and putting on a maniacal look that would make Vegeta proud, she strutted over to them, chuckling evilly to herself.

--v--

"Mr. Satan, we're here."

Hercule, who had fallen asleep on the car ride, had to be shaken a few times to wake him up.  The man blinked, then, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, got out of the limo lazily.

"What time is it?" Mr. Satan questioned, dusting himself off.  He looked at the huge building in front of him and gawked in a manner very un-Champion like.  It was at least 100 stories tall, and was very wide.  And, on a billboard positioned next to the building, was a large picture of an eleven-year-old Gohan, an evil smirk plastered on his face, causing Mr. Satan to start sweating.

"It's 7:40.  Now we need to hurry so you can address 'The Board'.  Actually, they like to be called something else, but I forgot what it was.  I don't deal with them normally, so it doesn't really matter," the business guy stated, and ushered the large man into the building and down the hallway to an elevator.

The two men loaded into it, and stood in silence as it began to rise, the normally soft elevator music sounding much creepier than it should.

"So... What am I supposed to say?" Mr. Satan questioned, uneased by the freaky music being played.

"This is your problem, Mr. Satan.  You're here to make them stop believing in the lies surrounding the Surreal Savior."

"The what?"

The businessman muttered an obscenity under his breath, which Mr. Satan didn't catch, and replied, "That's what they call the Delivery Boy."

"Oh."

Thankfully, the elevator came to a stop on the 66 floor, and the two men walked into a hallway almost identical to the one on the first floor.

Glad that the "Buffoon," as the residents of Merino City liked to call him, wasn't asking anymore stupid questions, the guy in the suit lead Mr. Satan to a door labeled "Ginyu Gang".

"'Ginyu Gang'?"

"That's what The Board calls themselves," replied the smarter of the two men.  "Actually, they called themselves the 'Ginyu Force' when they first started working here, but changed it to look more... normal.  Plus, the Director of the Board liked the word 'gang'."

Mr. Satan just looked at the scholarly man funny, but said nothing as he opened the door to reveal five very... interesting looking people.  Eyes widening, the "Buffoon" began to wish he had never come on this trip.

--v--

"So talk.  How can everyone fly?" Videl asked a now-nervous Gohan.

"Err... you just have to develop your ki," Gohan sweatdropped.

"Ki?"

"Hi there!" Bra/Hoshi said brightly, walking up to the two teens.  "What's up?"

"Chibi-Bulma?" Gohan questioned.  He'd been a little preoccupied to take notice that there were people from their future now in the present.  Poor Gohan.

"Haven't you been paying attention to anything that's happening?!" Bra screeched, making the demi-Saiyan cover his ears.  "I'M HOSHI!"

"I thought he said your name was Bra," Videl pointed to RF Goten.  She had been a little more observant than Gohan.

Mimicking a pissed off Vegeta, she said, "My name is HOSHI while me and Tsuki are hunting Trunks down!  But that doesn't matter, now does it?"

"Can you explain to me what is going on?  Or what the hell 'key' is?" Videl asked angrily.

"It's 'ki'," Gohan corrected, making Videl glare at him.

Grinning evilly to herself, Bra said, "So you know who Pan's father is, right?"  After seeing Videl glare some more at a scarlet Gohan, she continued.  "Do you want to know who the mother is?"

"Yes," Videl replied simultaneously with Gohan, who said, "No."

"What do you mean 'no'?  Aren't you a little curious?" Videl asked.

"I'd rather not know," Gohan said, still blushing furiously.  Then, laughing goofily, he added, "I mean, this is a new timeline and I may not even meet this mystery woman after all!"

"Actually, I'm pretty sure you met her already at your highschool," Bra stated, causing both teens to shut up.

"Well that doesn't narrow it down that much," Videl muttered.  "Practically every girl there is in love with Gohan."

"Ha ha ha..."

"And the girl he marries- mmph!" Gohan slapped his hand over Bra's mouth, stopping her from letting out anymore clues to the mother of Pan.

"Hey!  Let go!" Videl shouted, and tried prying off Gohan's hand from the Bulma look-alike.  Unfortunately for Videl, Gohan was far stronger than her.

"DINNER'S READY!"

All arguments and confrontations between any and all of Saiyan blood were promptly forgotten as they rushed towards the sound of Mr. Popo's call from the dining area, leaving Chi-Chi, Bulma, and Videl outside, sweatdropping.

--v--

I just realized that this story is moving by very slowly, like on DBZ when there's a major fight!  Hehe.  Another reason this chapter took a while to come out was because I had to do research on the Ginyu Force/Gang.  They'll probably come from Bardock's timeline so that I don't have to make another timeline.

Plus, I was looking into the special talents of the Ginyu people, and I couldn't remember what Jeice had.  I'm pretty sure he didn't have one, but if you know that he did, please say something!

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