AN-Wow, chapter three is up. yay! ^-^ I'm not gona torture you with a long authors note, so on with the story! And for any people who were wondering, before they encountered the DB gang, gohan pulled Goten's hair down into a ponytail, sort of like what his looked like at the beginning of DBZ. Sorry! I foregot to put that in there!

Disclaimer- Me no own. You no sue.

Chapter Three- Before the tournament

The large group now consisting of 16 people exited a large food place, staring with astonishment at the strange black-haired boy they knew as Vegeta (lol, it's really Gohan, remember?).
"I never thought I'd be able to take Goku out to dinner and not have to pay." Bulma said in obvious awe.
"Well I think it was a fair trade, I mean I cooked for us and that big confrence, it only makes sence they gave us a free meal." (For any of you who didn't get it, Gohan knew it would cost a lot, and the resturant was currently hosting a large confrence, so he cooked all the food for them and was rewarded with a free diner for his group).
"Yeah, but I never thought I would meet someone who could cook faster than Goku eats! And these guys eat quite a bit too!" She said, refering to Goten, Chibi and Mirai. Gohan had actually eaten as much as they had while he was cooking, but none of them knew that.

The group returned to their hotel and split into their groups. Bulma, Launch, Puar, Turtle (Because the guys room was already crowded), Marron and Tess slept in one room, while Roshi, Yamcha, Goku, Kurrin, Oolong, Gohan, Mirai, Tavis, Trunks and Goten slept in another (hey, it's a really big room, ok?)

~In the girls' room~

Tess was having a hard time. She was in the same room as the past form of her mother, who she had come to this time period to see, and yet was forbiden to tell her anything.

~Flashback to right after they arrived in the past~
"Ok, now then, I don't think I have to tell you guys this, but no communicating with your parents." Gohan said sternly as he tied Goten's hair together. "You will have the urge to tell them who you are, and where you're from, but I assure you, if you do I will kill you." He finished, leaving no dought that he was indeed serious. "Got that?" All the present chibis and Mirai nodded meekly. Mabey he had been spending too much time with Vegeta. Gohan smirked and the others sweatdroped. Yes, he had deffinently been hanging around Vegeta too much.

~Present, er, Past, er, Whenever we were before the flashback~

"Hello? Did you hear me?" Tess looked up from her thoughts and realised Bulma had asked her a quiestion.
"I asked your name. I mean, I feel kind of silly now, spending the whole night so far with you guys and not knowing any of your names. Well, except that Vegeta (Gohan) guy." Tess smiled weakly.
"I'm Tess." Bulma smiled.
"That's a nice name. How old are you, six?" She nodded shyly.
"Tess, huh? I always told myself if I had a baby girl I'd name her Tess." Launch (now with blue hair) said with a dreamy look in her eyes. Tess sweatdroped, then turned back to Bulma.
"And who are you, little girl?" Bulma asked Marron.
"I'm Marron, and I'm 6 years old too!" The blond chibi replied ethusiasticly,, causing everyone in the room to smile at the happy child.
"How did you do get here anyway?" Questioned Turtle.
"Well, I'm not sure if Goh-" Marron was cut off by Tess nudging her in the side. "I mean Vegeta wants us to tell you.yet."
"But he will." Tess said quickly" He told us he would right after the tournament tomorrow." The others looked at her, confused, wondering what she was talking about.

~Menwhile, in the boys' room.~
"Alright, before we get settled, tell us your name and age, all of you." Yamcha demanded in a playful tone.
"Goten, seven." Goten began, looking around the room with ethusisasm. When he had seen his father earlier, it had taken all the self control the little chibi could muster to refrain from running up and hugging him (that would be an interesting scene, now then, wouldn't it?).
"Trunks, eight." The chibi was still trying to get over the fact that his mother was dating scarface over there. He was currently trying to hold in his dinner at the thought of them together.
"Mirai, sixteen." Likewise, Mirai was unacustomed to the couple and had to resist the urge to 'blast scarface into the next demension' as his father would have oh-so-kindly put it.
"Vegeta, sixteen." Gohan received some odd stares from his companions, but they soon remembered his current alias and continued.
"Travis, six." Finished the blue-haired chibi. He sounded a bit out of it, but the others in the Mirai group nodded it off as being away from his twin for so long.
"How did you guys get here, anyhow?" Ollong questioned Mirai.
"Erm.well.it's a long story." He began, unsure of what to say next.
"And we'll tell you tomorrow after the tornament." Gohan finished.
"Speaking of the tournament." Kuririn began. Mirai marveled at Gohan's quick thinking, the tournament was probably the only thing that could get the fighter's minds of off the strange people they wer accomidating. "How long have you been training, Vegeta? I mean, we heard you're entering, and I'd like to know a bit about our competition." Gohan nodded in understanding.
"I've been training for about twelve years, since I was four years old." He explained, hiding a smirk at the reaction of the others in the room (minus the mirai group, of cource).
"F-ourt-teen years?!" The demi sayian nodded and the pig promptly fainted.
"Woooooooow." Goku looked at the teen in amazement. Not even he had trained that long!
"Erm, well hows about we play a little game, fellas?" Roshi stuttered, still getting over his initial shock. "The name's called truth or dare!" All the members of the DB gang and the three chibis immediately agreed, while Mirai and Gohan looked at each other then nodded.
They put the bottle on the ground, and Roshi started to spin it. The old turtle master attempeted to use his telepathy (well, if he can read minds, he has telepathy) to stop the bottle while it was pointing to 'Vegeta'. Gohan, however, saw this and made a sheild blocking all telepathic powers from altering the bottle's movement. It landed on.
Goten.

AN- Yay! I made a cliffy! Wait, that's mean though. o well, I've got the chapter all ready, so I'll post it tomorrow, if I get at least one review. ^-^ but it makes sence, I wana see if anyone even reads this on a regular baises.if at all.

Word Count for this chapter- 1218 I know, I know, it was kinda short. But I promise the next one will be longer ^-^

Wow. no little number thingies this time.. ^-^ unless I missed one. Please Review!!! Flames are always excepted! How else am I gona roast these marsh mellows to make 'smores?