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MIRAI TRUNKS CLONE: Lily, I don'g get it. What's the big deal with this girl Lime?

TIGERLILY: It's a long story, Mirai. She met Gohan before he and the others fought in Cell's little tournament. But he was in Super form, so he didn't have his normal hair or eye color, understand?

MIRAI CLONE: Sort of. But what does that have to do with your story?

TIGERLILY: She's gonna be the catalysis in my experiment....you could say. I'm throwing her into the mix and watching what happens. Understand.....where's Mysha?

MIRAI CLONE: Mystic Gohan's watching her. But about what you said, are we talking we talking fanfiction or chemistry here?

TIGERLILY: You're so cute. And forget about that. I have a disclaimer to do.

MIRAI CLONE: You still haven't answered my question Lily.

TIGERLILY: It's a figure of speech, Mirai! And I thought you were supposed to be a genius.

MIRAI CLONE: Hey!

TIGERLILY: Anyway, as always, I do not own DBZ! And no, you still can't have my mate!

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The Dare

Chapter Five: "Recipe for Disaster"

Videl had been curious about Gohan's reaction to the new girl, so when lunch came, she cornered the girl. Gohan had seen Videl start after Lime, and knowing what she was probably after, knew the best idea would be to go with her, and try to keep off the 'other Gohan' subject.

"Lime? You said you knew a boy named Gohan seven years ago? What did he look like?" Videl asked as Gohan sweatdropped.

This wasn't going well.

"What?" Lime asked confused.

"I asked you what this boy looked like. You aske Gohan if the two of you had met, and he said no. But I'm curious. Just how many other 'Gohan's' can their be?" Videl asked sarcastically looking meaningfully at Gohan.

Gohan sweatdropped. This was not the direction he wanted the conversation to go in.

"So, um, Lime? Where do you live?" Gohan asked, trying to change the subject. Lime looked at Gohan curiously as Videl glared suspiciously at him.

"Well....I live pretty far from here actually. My parents thought it might be best if I went to school in the city." Lime answered, still confused.

"How far away do you live?" Videl asked, trying another approach.

"The 391 Mountain district." Lime said as Videl smirked at Gohan out of the corner of her eye.

"That's not too far from where Gohan lives." Videl said as Lime looked at the pale teenager curiously.

"Really?" Lime asked as Gohan sweatdropped.

"Um...yeah....I guess it is. What a coincidence." Gohan said nervously.

"Yeah right!" Videl said as she glared at Gohan.

Gohan gulped, knowing there was only one way he was going to be able to get out of this.

Without warning, Gohan suddenly grabbed Lime's arm and dragged her a few feet away from Videl, who was too surprised at first to say anything. Gohan took the opportunity to whisper extremely fast in Lime's ear.

"Look, I'm sorry but I don't have a whole lot of time to explain right now, but you're gonna have to trust me on this one, Lime. You're right, I was the boy you met seven years ago, but you can't tell Videl ok? I really don't want her to know. Promise me you won't tell her, ok? I promise I'll explain everything tomorrow, ok? Meet me here before school. Just *please* don't say anything!" Gohan rushed in a whisper.

Lime paused only momentarily as Videl recovered and stomped over to the two, glaring furiously at Gohan. Lime looked at Gohan, and nodded once, as Gohan sighed in relief. Now all he had to worry about was Videl.

"Gohan! What was that all about? I demand to know what you said to her!" Videl said angrily, her hands on her hips as Gohan blushed slightly.

Well, here goes nothing.... Gohan thought to himself.

"I wanted to ask Lime if she would mind giving me a few minutes to ask you something....it.....was kind of......important...." Gohan said, trailing off and blushing deliberately to give Videl the idea.

Please let this plan work! Dende, if you do this *one* thing for me, I promise I *won't* kill you! Gohan thought.

Videl looked at Lime, not conviced of Gohan's story. Lime, seeing her chance to help out, nodded politely at Videl.

"It's true, Videl." Lime said.

Videl looked at her curiously, before looking back at Gohan, still glaring at him.

"Ok, fine. So then Gohan. What did you want to ask me?" Videl asked.

Gohan blushed again, and looked at Lime. She smiled as she turned and started to walk away.

"Well......uh.....you see, it's like this......" Gohan began nervously, this time for real.

"Spit it out Gohan! What is it?" Videl asked impatiently as Gohan blushed again.

"Well, uh.....my Mom sort of wanted me to invite you over for dinner tonight, but if you're busy, I understand!" Gohan blurted out.

Videl blinked in surprise, before smirking at the demi-saiyan.

"Ok, sure, why not? If *you* won't give me the answers I want, maybe *she* will!" Videl said, turning on her heel and heading back to class. Gohan sweatdropped.

"I have a *really* bad feeling about this." Gohan said to himself, before starting to follow her back to class.



{That Evening}

"Mom, do you have *any* idea what you've done?!" Gohan cried as he watched his mother set the dinning table. Chichi smiled happily at her son, completely ignoring his anger.

"Calm down sweetie. All I did was invite your girlfriend over for dinner. What's wrong with that? Can't a mother get to know her future daughter-in-law?" Chichi asked, continuing to ignore Gohan.

"*First*, she's not my girlfriend! *Second* you invited *Bulma*, *Vegeta* and *Trunks*! Are you *trying* to ruin my life? I saved the world, didn't I? Doesn't that mean *something*?!" Gohan cried as Chichi frowned at him.

"Why are you getting so worked up? Hurry up and go help your brother wash up for dinner, she'll be here any minute." Chichi said.

"*MOM!* You're not even *listening* to me!" Gohan cried.

"Gohan! I won't say it again! You *will* behave, and you *will* enjoy this dinner, and you *will* fall in love with this girl, and you *will* get married, and you *will* give me *GRANDCHILDREN!*" Chichi all but screamed in frustration.

Gohan let out a sad whimper as he trudged down the hallway to find Goten. There was no way he was going to win if his mother was already making plans for grandkids.

Dende, I take that back. You're so dead, green man. Gohan promised.

Suddenly a thought popped into Gohan's mind, and he rushed back down the hallway.

"Look Mom, I'll go through with this tonight, if you do *one* favor for me, ok?" Gohan pleaded as Chichi looked at her son suspiciously.

"Mother, all I ask is a 'normal' dinner. No talk of Saiyans, ki blasting, flying, dragonballs, super villians, and perhaps, most importantly, *no* talk about the Cell Games! Please! I beg you! If you do this *one* thing for me, I....I promise you'll have as many grandchildren as you want, ok?" Gohan asked as Chichi's face lit up.

"You promise?!" Chichi asked as a pale faced Gohan nodded, giving in to his fate.

"Deal! Oh, this will be perfect! I'm going to be a grandmother!" Chichi said happily to herself.

"Mom, that includes Vegeta too, you know. If he says *anything*, the deal is off." Gohan said as Chichi looked at her son horrified.

"No grandchildren?" Chichi asked.

"No grandchildren." Gohan said, completely serious. Chichi nodded slowly as she sighed deeply.

That's one problem solved, now on to Goten Gohan thought to himself as he continued down the hallway.

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