-------Chapter Eleven-----

Videl slowly opened her eyes. She yawned and tried to move but couldn't. It was then that she realized a strong arm was wrapped around her middle. She turned to her side to find Gohan face down on the bed, one arm wrapped protectively around her.

Smiling, Videl sat up. She carefully got out of bed and slowly pulled on her clothes. She tiptoed out into the living room and picked up the phone. She dialed Erasa's cell phone number.

"Erasa," Videl whispered. "Can you tell my dad that I went out with an old friend when make up another excuse for why I won't be home till later?"

"Are you still at Gohan's?" Erasa gasped then squealed. "How was he?"

"Shut up! I can't talk long! Just do it okay?" Videl continued to whisper. "I have to go. Bye, bye!"

She let out a scream when she spun around and found Gohan standing there. He was in nothing but boxer shorts. She had to resist the urge to drool.

"Good morning," she said smiling brightly.

He was about to say something but the grumbling of his stomach cut him off. Blushing, he asked if she'd help make breakfast. After they'd eaten, they sat on the sofa, just watching TV.

Their tranquil moment was shot when Goten, along with Chichi and Goku popped into the middle of the living room. Gohan quickly jumped up, smacking his forehead. Realizing he was still in his boxer shorts, he grabbed one of the pillows and covered himself with it.

"Gohan, you really should—Videl?" Chichi asked as soon as she saw the young woman.

"I totally forgot they were coming," Gohan muttered to no one in particular.

Goten waved at Videl with a huge grin on his face. He snickered as Gohan ran to his room to get properly dressed. Videl blushed and tried not to look so guilty.

"Hi Videl! You may not remember me, but my name's Goku! I'm Gohan's dad!" Goku said cheerfully oblivious to the fact that his son had just run into his room in a pair of boxer shorts.

Videl nodded. His face was familiar… As was his voice. "Hello."

Chichi peered at her suspiciously. Her hair was ruffled, her shirt wrinkled, and her eyes just screamed out guilt. Gohan came rushing out of his room and began explaining the presence of his companion.

"Relax Gohan, we know exactly what's going on," Chichi said with a grin.

"You do?" Gohan and Videl asked in unison.

"You were… MAKING MY GRANDCHILDREN!"

Gohan and turned away from Videl, red as a tomato. Well… That's one way of putting it, he thought to himself. Videl gasped as Chichi pulled her into a bear hug. For a petite woman, she sure was strong. Shaking his head, Gohan sat on the sofa with his brother and father.

"Why don't you help me make some lunch Videl? I'm sure you're both very hungry. We could use the time for some mother and daughter-in-law bonding," Chichi said and the two women walked to the kitchen.

They spent the time in the kitchen talking and cooking. Videl began to like Chichi and even remembered a few things that sprung cheers from the males.

The day turned out well and once Gohan's family had felt, Gohan found himself sitting on the sofa with Videl once again.

"I should get going. If I'm gone for too long, my dad'll ask too many questions," Videl said as she got up.

Gohan nodded and walked her down to the front entrance. They exchanged a hug and Gohan watched her go. Sighing, he went back up to his apartment.

Videl walked through her front door only to find her father standing there, waiting. She immediately regretted coming home.

"Where've you been?" Hercule demanded. "I've been worried sick! You didn't even tell me you were going out!"

Videl rolled her eyes. "You don't tell me when you're going," she replied tiredly. How many times had she had this conversation with him? She was in no mood for any pathetic squabbling. She just wanted to go to her room and replay the previous night's events before going to work.

"I'm just concerned!"

Yeah, right. She made her way to the stairs only to be stopped by her father once again. It was then she noticed the gleam in his eye.

"I brought you a guest!" he said excitedly.

"Who?" Videl asked curiously.

Suddenly, a young man with blonde hair and intimidating brown eyes came out from the kitchen. Videl had a feeling she knew him but couldn't remember from where. He seemed very familiar with his I'm-better-than-everyone attitude.

"Heya Videl! Remember me," he asked.

That voice…

Puh-leeze, I don't have time to play superhero.

What a nerd!

Videl gasped as an image of him popped into her mind. He was younger and had much longer hair. She began to sweat. This was bad. This was very bad.

Hercule on the other hand looked absolutely ecstatic! Videl felt like shaking him, demanding an explanation why he'd thought to bring this freak back from wherever he came from. This only meant trouble.

"Sharpner," she said.

"That's right!" Hercule grinned as he glanced at the blonde. "Remember honey? He's your boyfriend!"