-----Chapter Eleven

"What… Are you talking about?" Trunks asked as both relief and confusion washed over him. "I don't have that kind of—"

"Stay right here," Gohan shook his head before going back into his room. He came back out moments later with a piece of paper. "This. You can't tell me you don't have access to this. You live in that building!"

Trunks peered at the paper as if seeing it for the first time. Yes it belonged to Capsule Corp but the only time he'd ever seen it was when it was used to post up notices in the building for the employees. Only two people had access to that kind of stationary. His mother and his mother's new assistant.

"I really don't. That paper's off limits," Trunks explained. "Only mom has access to it."

"Your mom wouldn't be sending girls love letters!" Gohan exploded. "Look, I'm trying to be nice about it but—"

"Really Gohan! I don't know! I'm not sending her love letters to make you jealous," Trunks hurriedly replied full of fear. "Although… It is a good idea…"

"You really didn't write this?"

"Honest!"

Gohan let out another sigh. "Fine… Thanks anyway."

Disappointed, Gohan went back into his room to make sure Videl was okay. Trunks quickly dragged Goten out of the room, making sure that Gohan hadn't seen him.

"We have a problem," Trunks bit his lip. "A big problem…"

Gohan watched her sleep, her chest rising and falling with every breath that she took. He just hoped she wasn't hurt too badly. His hand trembling, he touched her hair.

"I am so sorry," he whispered. To his horror, her eyes fluttered open. He quickly took his hand away. Don't look embarrassed! Don't look—"Hi Videl. Is your head okay?"

Groaning, Videl sat up. "Ow…" she rubbed her forehead.

"Heh, sorry about that. Do you want anything? Water? Food? More… Ice?"

"How about some Aspirin?"

Gohan got up and walked to the bathroom. He searched the medicine cabinet and found it. He went back out into the hall. Where had Trunks and Goten gone? He was sure they were out in the hall just minutes ago. Shrugging, he went back to his room.

"Here you are," Gohan handing her the small container of medicine.

"You have one neck of a head," she said before gulping down the two tablets. She handed the medicine to him. "Thanks."

He sat back down on the desk chair. "Do you think you'll be able to go home? It's pretty late."

Videl looked at him. "In a hurry to get rid of me, huh?"

"Ah! No!" Gohan explained. "I just don't want your dad to worry."

The smile she'd been wearing slowly disappeared.

"Videl?"

"He doesn't care. All he cares about is fame, cash, cars and women," Videl mumbled lying back down. She turned her back to him.

Gohan was dumbfounded. "I never… Oh."

"He's such a self centered jerk… I don't even think he beat Cell. He's so full of it."

Before he could stop himself, Gohan muttered, "Creep…"

Videl rolled over to face him, a small smile on her face. He found himself speechless and mesmerize by her. He found it hard to breath again.

"Where's your dad?" she asked.

Gohan's heart sank. "Oh… He um… He died."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't—"

"It doesn't matter. It's been years really. It's… not a big deal…"

Without saying another word, Videl sat up and edged closer to him to hug him. Gohan rested his chin on her shoulder. She smelled so good. Like… Various sweet fruits. He smiled.

"If you want," he said, "you can stay for the weekend."

"I couldn't," Videl said pulling away. "I don't—"

"Come on. My mom won't mind and since your dad won't notice you've gone, why not?"

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to be a burden."

"You're so cute," he laughed but it was cut short. Did I say that out loud? "I mean, uh… Heh."

Gohan silently cursed himself while Videl giggled. Hey, at least she's feeling much better…

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Out in the forest, up in a tree, sat two kids. One with light purplish blue hair and one with wild spiky dark hair. What were they doing? They were having a very serious discussion.

"Maybe we should just let him take over," Goten whined. He was getting tired of lying to his brother and seeing how sad he was.

Trunks shook his head. "We can't! We have to stop him or Gohan and Videl can't be together!"

"But Trunks, we don't know who he is!" Goten pouted. "He could be anyone! And besides, it's not like Videl will pick him."

"You never know! And I know exactly who it is… Well I don't but I have a hunch!"

"Who?" Goten gasped.

"It's—"

"What the hell are you two doing up there," Piccolo asked looking up at them.

"Piccolo!" Trunks jumped down from the tree. "How much did you hear?"

"The question is Trunks, how much didn't I hear?" Piccolo smirked. "Go home."

With a chuckle, Piccolo disappeared. Goten jumped down from the tree also.

"Trunks, who is the secret admirer?" Goten asked again.

"It's—" he was cut off by a loud rumbling.

Goten smiled sheepishly. "Tell me tomorrow, I'm hungry."

Trunks sighed. "Me too and I should get home before dad throws another fit…"

"Bye!" Goten waved. "Hmm… I wonder who it could be…"

Author's Note: Well, there's chapter eleven! Lol, seriously, I have no idea how many chapters this story will have. I mean, there's a lot of stuff that has to be said and done. So just stick with me as I figure out what's going to happen next! If you've got any suggestions, my e-mail's in my profile. I'll gladly take any suggestions! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!