A/N: I'm so sorry you guys!!!! It's been like 2 weeks since I updated and I hope ya'll aren't mad at me. It's completely ironic that I don't update right after I said I would update more often. But I have a really good excuse! School. One word says it all. And I now what you're thinking 'bull shit school doesn't keep you that busy.' Well then just consider this: I'm 16 years old and in COLLEGE. So I think that when I say school kept me busy, it should really count. As for questions about chp. 4: I know that Gohan calls his mom 'mom'. But if you took the time to read the rest of the story then you would know that I said I was modeling Gohan after MYSELF. And guess what? I call my mom 'momma'. So in MY fic, Chichi goes by 'momma'. Get over it. Phoenix: the motorcycle thing is a good idea, I'll try to incorporate it.

Maybe Some Other Time

Chapter 5

Videl Satan

Videl walked up to the front gate before the mile long driveway that led up to the Satan mansion. The cameras could see her clearly but she first had to pass the tests to get in. Having done it a million times before, she placed her left hand on the metal plate beside the gate and leaned in close to the microphone and said, "Videl Satan.", in a clear voice.

A few seconds passed and then the gate opened on silent hinges to admit her. As she started walking the long distance to her house, she briefly thought about opening her capsule car and riding the distance. But she pushed the thought away, thinking she could use the exercise and it gave her some time to think.

She wondered if inviting Gohan to the club could be seen as a date. After all, he was extremely attractive and she did feel a certain attraction to him. But she had just met him today. And if it was a 'date' then they would have to be a 'couple' and he would have had to asked her out. But she had asked him.

Does that count? She thought about it and decided that it didn't. She might could see herself in a relationship with him but that really depended on him.

She reached the house and entered it. She began up the many stairs and going down the countless hallways to get to her room. Along the way she had at least five different servants offer to wash her clothes, get her food, drink, or any number of other things but she turned them all down.

Finally reaching her door, she entered quickly before anymore of the good intended, but annoying servants could bother her anymore. She dropped her book bag at the foot of her bed and then dove on top and waved her arms and legs on the bed to feel the wonderful softness of the expensive silk. She rolled over and took a deep breath. "Oh, wonderful bed, I love you soooooooo much!" And then she bounced around and giggled like a little girl.

She finally stopped and started talking to herself. "Okay Videl stop it, you're acting like a child. Oh God! Stop talking to yourself!" she slapped herself on the forehead. "I'm telling myself to stop talking to myself! And I'm still talking! Whatever, I need to call Ereasa."

She picked up the phone and dialed Ereasa's number *not telling!*. It started to ring.

"Hello?" It was Ereasa's mother.

"Hi, this is Videl. Is Ereasa home yet?"

"She sure is. Hold on one moment." There was a pause and Ereasa came on the phone.

"Hey Videl! What's up?"

"Girl, do I have some stuff to tell you!"

"Oh goodie, I just love gossip! Start at the beginning."

"Ok, well you know how I was waiting for Gohan at p.e.? Well he'd been in there for awhile so I decided to go in and get him. You'll never believe it; he was there, naked, taking a shower!"

"Oh my God! Is he as hot out of clothes as he is in clothes?"

"Oh yea."

"Is he big?"

"I couldn't tell. The shower wall was in the way."

"That's too bad. I can't believe he was using those showers, I've never heard of anyone using them."

"I know me either. Well anyway, after I got my look I went back out to wait on him and he finally came out."

"Did you ask him for a ride?"

"I did and he drove me home. He has an awesome car."

"Really? I want to see!"

"You will when he comes to the Déjà vu this Friday."

"So you invited him and he's coming?"

"It took a little convincing but yeah, he'll be there."

"Please don't tell me you gave him directions, we'll never see him again."

"No, I just gave him directions to my house and then he's bringing me to the club."

"Well at least he won't get lost then. Did you tell him you're the one and only Videl Satan?"

"Actually…..no."

"What the hell is wrong with you! That's the first thing you told to all the others!"

"And are any of the others still around? I didn't want to scare him off that's all."

"But you will tell him right? RIGHT?"

"Yes, yes I'll tell him when he comes to get me. But I think it will be more than obvious when he pulls up to a house on Hercule drive labeled 'Satan Mansion'."

"Yeah, well I need to finish my Spanish homework while it's still fresh in my mind. Buenos tardes!"

"Hasta la vista."

Nothing really major happened at school on Thursday. No tests and none of those odd tricks-of-the-light that seemed to revolve around Gohan. She saw him in the typical classes and sat with him at lunch.

Friday was an altogether different matter. She had tests in both Spanish and Chemistry. She knew she had passed the Spanish test but she had totally busted on the chemistry. That was the third one in a row. Now the school was gonna contact her father and tell him her grades were slipping. She knew exactly what he was gonna say. No more singing. She couldn't do that, singing meant too much to her. Of course, mister genius-boy Gohan had aced every test he took. Maybe she should ask him to tutor her she thought as she walked down the hall.

She blushed when she thought about all the raunchy stories she heard about tutors and their tutees. Hey, she wasn't against it.

She got to her last period and changed into her p.e. clothes. Then the teacher came in and informed them that they would be running five miles today. Five miles! Was this old woman crazy?! That's right, old woman. Mrs. Rowlandson was a fifty five-year old grandmother who was in better shape than anyone else in the school.

And so it started; the blistering sun, the fat people lagging behind, and the old woman that stayed ahead of them all. All of them except Gohan. He kept up with her as easily as if he was walking. Not only that but he was running beside Ms. Rowlandson and talking to her at the same time.

By the time they were done Videl was sweaty and exhausted but she was proud of herself for being the only other person besides the teacher and Gohan to have finished. Gohan didn't look tired at all. He wasn't even sweating, hell he wasn't even breathing hard. Even Ms. Rowlandson was breathing hard. And the entire time it seemed as if Gohan had been holding back.

She was glad that it was her last period because she just didn't have the energy to have to do anymore classes. This time Gohan didn't take a shower so she was able to walk out with him. They small talked a little until they parted ways in the parking lot.

"Don't forget," she said over her shoulder, "8 o'clock on 179 Hercule drive."

"I won't. See you at eight."

**Gohans POV*

Gohan hopped out of his car and pushed the capsize button on the side. Once it was in capsule form, he put it in his, box that he put in his pocket and continued to fly home. He got there about 20 minutes later and entered the house.

This time his mother had his food ready for him on the table. After coming home starving two days straight, she had quickly figured out to have the food ready. He threw his book bag in the corner and sat at the table stuffing food in his mouth as his mouth quickly. His mother entered from the living room.

"Oh good, you're home. How was school?"

"Fine." He said around a mouthful of food.

"Did you have any tests?"

"A couple."

"And?"

He smirked at her. "What do you think?"

She smiled a proud smile. "Well good. Do you have any plans for the weekend?"

Oh shit. He'd completely forgotten to even ask her about it. Well here goes.

"Actually….I'm supposed to take my friend Videl to the Déjà vu tonight at eight."

"Well that's good. I'm glad you're socializing. What exactly is the Déjà vu?"

"Well……it's this club for teens."

"And by club you mean bar, right?"

He cast his eyes downward. "Right."

"Do they serve alcohol?"

His head perked up. She wasn't saying no immediately.

"Only if you're the age."

There was a long silence that lasted for nearly 30 seconds. "Alright fine. You can go but from now one you better tell me these things ahead of time."

"I will momma, thanks."

When it got around seven, Gohan took a shower. He was then sifting through his clothes looking for the right thing to wear. She had told him to wear leather so he got out his leather jacket first and laid it on his bed. Eventually he settled for a pair of blue jeans without a belt, a muscle shirt, and a white shirt over that. He put a small gold chain around his neck and then put his leather jacket on.

He looked at himself in his standing mirror. Pretty snazzy if he did think so himself. It was now seven thirty and he needed to leave now if he wanted to make it there early. He always preferred to be early as opposed to being late. He grabbed his wallet, watch, and capsule box and ran down the stairs. He was about to run out the door when he heard his mother's voice.

"You wait right there Son Gohan!" He turned around slowly to find her standing right in front of him.

"I suppose you're off now to go pick up this Videl?"

"Yes."

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Yes."

"Checked it?"

"Yes."

She stood there quietly for a second and then reached out and straightened his jacket. Then she stood up on her tippy toes to kiss him on the cheek.

"Now you be careful, and have fun."

"I will. See you later tonight."

"Twelve."

With that he ran out the door and took to the sky. Once he was a safe from the house he powered up to super saiyan and flew fast enough to where he would get there in a minute or two.

He sped along as the scenery flashed by until he could see the city approaching. He flew high so that no one could see him but with his saiyan eyes he could still see the road signs and eventually made it to Hercule drive.

A/N: Okay that's that. I hope you all aren't mad at me. I hope at least that my regulars like airhead and phoenix read this. You guys are the best and the motorcycle thing will happen next chapter.