Note to:
Concerned – Well, gee thanks a lot for calling me pathetic. But life doesn't revolve around anime and fan fiction. Besides, do you have a social life? And no, I will not delete this. If you read the note carefully, you would know that I am just taking a break, I don't know how long, but a BREAK from writing.
V Son Saiyan – Yep, that's true. Everyone needs a break sometime. And playing game boy all the time will get you very addicted.
DemonVi – How am I evil?
Goku's Daughter –Nice idea and I'm glad that you decided to read this.
Kate Damaged - I did not know that… I was going to look up on that basic info but I was lazy and didn't know what to look it up under. But still, thanks for the info. However, I think I'm going to stick with the high pay. After all, this isn't reality, right?
Shima and Tempis – I know, what a big surprise, huh?
Larka – Gee, thanks SO much for telling me how pathetic a person I am and how much my story bites. I appreciate you flaming me, because it shows that you liked this story. But you have to respect other's people decisions. I mean, at least I updated, right?
Goten4ever- Yes, I do feel a little better and here's a little update for you.
I DO NOT OWN DBZ – I'm glad that you like this.
Previous Chapter:
The two jumped into the air instead of heading to the limo.
"That was tiring…" whined Gohan.
"Tell me about it. I'll talk to you later. I have to get home before my dad becomes suspicious," said Videl.
Gohan waved as he watched the girl he liked fly off in the distance.
Gohan woke up the next morning, a little groggy from the tiring day yesterday. He dragged his tired butt out of bed and freshened himself up before going into the kitchen for some breakfast.
When he walked into the kitchen, he wasn't surprised to find his mother cooking breakfast for him and his brother.
"That smells great mom!" complimented Gohan.
Chichi turned around to see her eldest son smiling at the dinner table. She returned the smile and said, "That's because I'm making your favorite breakfast."
"Oh, wow! Really?" exclaimed Gohan.
Chichi gave her son another smile, but that quickly faded away after Goten walked into the house with muddy shoes and muddy clothes. "Goten! What do you think you're doing?" she yelled with a clean frying pan in her hand.
Goten turned his head slowly and noticed his mother's angry scowl. He quickly cowered behind his older brother, tracking mud everywhere in the kitchen.
"Goten! Get your butt out here now!" she yelled angrily.
Goten clung tightly onto Gohan's shirt. "Don't let her get me Nii-chan!" pleaded Goten.
Gohan cringed when his mother successfully reached behind him and grabbed the little demi-saiyan. The beginning of the spanking marathon had commenced.
"Oww…" whined Goten. He rubbed his behind furiously in hopes of decreasing the pain. "Some help you were."
"Sorry, bro. But I don't think I'd want to have bruises in front of the camera," apologized Gohan.
Goten frowned again and muttered, "I'm going to play with Chobi."
"Make sure you wash yourself off before coming back home!" he yelled to his brother.
Gohan sighed to himself, wondering what life would've been if his father were there to watch Goten grow up like he was there for him. He was brought out of his reverie when his mother came into his room.
"Gohan, the people from that modeling agency called to say that they want you to go to the beach in one hour," informed Chichi.
"The beach? Why do they want me at the beach?" he wondered.
"I don't know, but you better get ready to go."
Gohan nodded and grabbed a change of clothes before taking off.
Gohan looked around the place and wondered why he was there. Everyone was in their beachwear, so he felt extremely out of place. 'Oh no! They're not going to shoot… shoot a beach scene are they?!' he screamed in his head.
He walked around the beach until he spotted the 'Teen Love' van. He raced up to it and was immediately greeted by Emi and Mita.
"I'm glad that you managed to make it on time, Gohan," said Emi.
Gohan turned crimson. He was hardly every punctual. "Um… is Videl here yet?"
Mita shook his head. "Nah, I think she'll arrive in a few minutes. In the mean time, you can go change into your beachwear.
"Beach wear?" asked a confused Gohan.
Mita grinned. "I know that you didn't bring any and that's a good thing because you're not going to wear yours anyway. We're providing the beachwear for you."
Gohan immediately grew worried. This was not good.
As if by magic, Mita took out a pair of swim trunks out of nowhere. "You can go change in the trailer."
Gohan walked out of the trailer feeling very uncomfortable. He had never worn swim trunks in front of anyone except his family and friends, so it was a bit odd.
"That looks wonderful!" cried Emi. She walked up to the blushing Gohan and nodded her head in satisfaction. "Yep, I definitely chose the right person," said referring to Gohan's muscles.
Gohan blushed even more and walked away from Emi to a rock. He sat down at the rock, waiting for Videl to come or finish dressing or whatever so that he may get the photo shoot over with. Then he could go home.
When Videl stepped out of the trailer/dressing room, all Gohan could do was gawk. He felt something come out of his nostril and immediately covered his face with his hands to cover his blushing face and the nosebleed. Gohan slapped himself a couple of times to rid himself of any perverted thoughts that might have sneaked into his mind.
"Gohan! Get your butt over here so that we may begin shooting!" yelled Mita
I'm sorry to say that I'll have to skip the scene where they actually shoot the pictures. Let's just say that by the end of session, Emi and Mita only had five good shots, ninety-nine incredibly messed up ones, a whole beach full of chaos, and most of the people injured and in hospitals. It was definitely NOT a pretty site.
I know, I know. This was very short and it wasn't really written that well. But I just wanted to write this and give you fans a little Christmas present. Flames are welcome, but you better be expecting some not so nice replies.