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Yes, I know this is a continuation of the last chapter on the same day in said chapter.
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When the final bell rang the group of five went outside. As Gohan activated his capsule, Videl activated hers. They got in her car and buckled up. Gohan mounted the bike and gunned the engine.
"Remember, keep up with me." Gohan said. Videl's grip on the steering wheel tightened. They went the speed limit until they were about two miles out of the city before they practically flew down the street. Videl caught sight of a yellow cloud with the two boys on it again. They flew alongside Gohan, and she could see their mouths moving, but she had no clue what they were even saying. They drove for two hours before reaching Gohan's house. It wasn't as tiny as she thought, but then again, anything compared to the mansion her dad and her lived in was small.
"Mom! Dad!" Gohan shouted.
"Kitchen!" a woman replied.
"Living room." A man replied.
"Trunks, are your parent's here?" Gohan asked as Videl and company walked over after parking the car.
"Look up dip stick." Trunks chuckled. Gohan looked up and saw a jet.
"That'd be a yes." Gohan snickered.
"Please say you don't have homework to do." Goten whined as he hopped off the cloud.
"I have the weekend for that." Gohan chuckled.
"Cool. So can we spar today?" Trunks asked, his blue eyes glimmering.
"If I say no, you're just gonna whine until I give up aren't you?" Gohan sighed.
"Yup!" Both Trunks and Goten chirped.
"Fine." Gohan groaned. Both little boys latched onto Gohan's leg, laughing. Gohan walked in the house with the two tiny fighters latched onto his legs while his friends chuckled and followed him. Chichi brought in snacks for all the kids.
"Good afternoon Gohan, who are your friends?" she asked. Vegeta and Bulma walked into the house.
"Hey. Anyways, the blonde boy is Sharpner, the blonde girl is Erasa, the brunette boy is Haru, and the ebony haired girl is Videl." Gohan said, gesturing to whomever he was talking to.
"Everyone, as you can guess, that's my mom Chichi, my dad Goku is over on the couch, the guy with the tall hair is Vegeta, and the blue haired woman is Bulma. You've already met Goten and Trunks on the way home from school." Gohan added. The group waved as they took their seats while Chichi eyed her son carefully.
"Oh really, these four just met them?" she asked, shooting daggers with her eyes at her eldest son. Videl watched with interest.
"Yes mom. They flew on the nimbus and met up with us. They said that they told you where they were going." Gohan said calmly.
"Well, yes they did. But still, how do I know they didn't go to the school?" she asked suspiciously.
"Because mom, I didn't see them that day you called me at lunch." Gohan said smoothly.
"Gohan, Bulma traced the call, all three of them were in the same area at the time. So you better start explaining." Chichi growled.
"Who says they didn't stop above the clouds over that area. There is a park in Satan city. They could've just been looking for it at a high altitude." Gohan said quizzically. Chichi turned her gaze to Goten and Trunks, who were stuffing their faces.
"Did you two go to the school?" she asked. The shook their heads.
"Were you looking for the park?" Bulma asked. The nodded.
"Would you submit to a lie detector test?" Chichi asked. They nodded again.
"Fine, the three of you are off the hook for now." Chichi sighed as she walked back into the kitchen, followed by Bulma. The teens and kids finished eating their snacks. Unknown to Videl, Vegeta and Goku were watching her out of the corner of their eyes as she drank her soda from the can. Videl was about to throw the can away, which would mean going through the kitchen. Bulma walked in.
"Can we go spar now?" Goten asked eagerly.
"I'll catch up with you two." Gohan laughed. Both boys jumped up, yanked off their shirts and ran outside.
"Videl, would you like me to take that for you, I take it you are going to watch the sparring?" Bulma asked.
"Yeah. Oh, thanks." Videl said as she stood and handed the can to Bulma who took it out to the kitchen, poked a hole in the bottom to drain it out without contaminating the DNA and stuck the can in a plastic bag. Gohan stood up and walked outside, grabbing the hem of his shirt and began to pull it off as he went out the door. Videl and Erasa didn't move until the other two boys left, and then walked outside, blushing brightly.
"Dude! I didn't know you were that ripped!" Haru exclaimed. Videl and Erasa saw what Haru meant. Those broad shoulders had muscle rippling through them, his chest was massive, his arms heavy with muscle, an eight pack.
"Videl, look at the little guys." Erasa whispered. Videl glanced at Goten and Trunks, their little bodies also forming muscle. The girls walked over to the boys.
"So what we gonna do today? Two on one? One on one?" Goten asked, practically bouncing up and down.
"No. Alternating. It's Friday, so it's one of your actual training days." Gohan said. Trunks and Goten smirked.
"So in what order?" Trunks asked.
"Trunks and Goten. Goten and me. Trunks and me. Two on one. Understood?" Gohan said. The little ones nodded. Gohan made a line.
"You four want to stay behind that line." Gohan said sternly. They nodded and got behind said line while Gohan sat two feet in front of them.
Remember, no flying, no super Saiyan, no energy beam. Gohan told them telepathically.
So the typical Friday stuff. Trunks replied.
Can we talk in Saiya? Goten asked.
No. Humans can't understand that, and it would bring suspicion to us. Gohan said.
Can't guarantee I won't say anything in our language, but I'll try. Trunks said.
"Begin!" Gohan said. Videl watched as the playfulness disappeared from the boy's faces. They began to go in circles, like dancing snakes, calculating each others moves. Goten threw a kick, but Trunks dodged it. Goten however, expected this and jumped up and punched him. Trunks flipped, landed and threw another punch. It seemed like hours that boys did this, but really it amounted to fifteen minutes before Goten was finally defeated with a powerful kick while he was in mid-air. The two small boys were breathing hard and sweat glistened on their little bodies.
"Goten, you've been defeated. You and me now." Gohan said as he stood. Erasa grabbed his arm.
"Shouldn't it be you and Trunks? So Goten can rest?" she pleaded, looking at the tired seven year old. Goten instantly stood while Trunks walked over and sat down.
"No! I'm fine! C'mon big brother!" Goten declared, getting into a fighting stance. Gohan smirked.
"My father, Trunks' father, Piccolo, and I train these two like we were trained, even at your most exhausted state of being, you have to fight. That's how we've been trained." Gohan said, walking over to the 'ring' and taking a fighting stance. Trunks chuckled at Erasa's face.
"We live for the fight." Trunks said.
"But he's exhausted." Erasa cried.
"Yeah, and by the time Gohan's done with him, he'll be near passing out. Gohan purposely makes us fight longer, harder, faster, because Gohan wants us to get to the level he was at, at our age. And at our age, Piccolo and his dad had him fighting in the rain, snow, heat, hail, sometimes for hours." Trunks said with a sort of admiration in his voice. Videl couldn't help but feel the same way, she admired Gohan's determination to make these little one's great fighters.
"Begin!" Trunks shouted. Goten charged Gohan, but missed and got punched, sending him back ten feet, he counter attacked with a flying kick, but Gohan blocked and then kicked him into the air.
"How many times must I tell you this Goten? Focus!" Gohan shouted at his little brother. Goten flipped in the air and shot down like a missile, landing his first punch then bounced off and landed, breathing heavily. Gohan wiped the blood off his lip, adjusted his jaw a little and smirked.
"Nice hit bro, I'll give you credit for that." Gohan chuckled. They sparred at incredible speeds, Gohan landing more of the attacks, and blocking all but five more attacks from Goten and when Goten was kicked out of the 'ring' Trunks stood.
"I think Gohan was just making sure his brother got the point." He said quietly.
"Correct Trunks. Now what was the lesson again Goten?" Gohan asked, breathing heavily.
"Watch opponent breathing, block better, break opponent blocks." Goten gasped out.
"Good, now go sit. Trunks, how long was that?" Gohan asked.
"One hour, thirty minutes." Trunks said as he stood and walked into the 'ring'. Goten sat and then Erasa just wanted to cuddle the tired child. Goten sat up straight, waited for the two to take the correct stances.
"Go!" he said. A flurry of kicks, punches, blocks, and everything in between started up. Goten turned and looked at Videl.
"Hey, when I have to go into the ring to fight my brother again, could you be the referee?" he asked sweetly.
"Sure. So you and Trunks are fighting your brother?" she asked as she saw Trunks land a hard punch to Gohan's stomach, which Gohan countered with a knee kick, sending the child flying.
"Yeah. Gohan says it's fair to have two fighters of similar fighting skill to fight someone of better, so it evens out." Goten huffed. Another thirty minutes passed, and soon enough Goten had to re-enter the ring. All three boys were breathing heavily and sweating. It was then Videl noticed the sun beginning to set.
"Begin!" Videl yelled. As they fought, the four bystanders noticed how the two little ones worked together.
"Krau 'ka mie-e!" Trunks yelled. The group of four stared in complete confusion as Goten covered for Trunks, while Trunks attempted to attack Gohan from the back. Just as Trunks was about to make contact, Gohan jumped, causing both Goten and Trunks to collide into each other, in essence knocking each other out for just a moment before recovering.
"And what has this taught you?" Gohan asked, towering over the two small boys laying there, panting hard.
(A/N): "Krau 'ka mie-e": Cover me
"Mind your surroundings and the breathing thing again." They both huffed. Gohan smiled.
"Well, at least you're improving. Sparring done for today." Gohan said sincerely.
"I don't get how he does that. He's maybe the fiercest, toughest, most brutal and intelligent fighter I've seen, but he can be the nicest guy on the whole fucking planet." Haru said confused. Videl smiled.
"Yeah." She murmured.
"My legs feel like pudding." Goten huffed.
"Dinner!" Chichi shouted. The two boys hopped up and sprinted all the way into the house.
"That was a fast recovery." Sharpner laughed.
"I swear, those two are more motivated by their stomachs than I am." Gohan chuckled as he walked to the house with his friends. The aroma of Chichi's cooking drew everyone into the kitchen, like moths to a light. After dinner, the two boys crashed out in Goten's room, and Bulma of course suspected this and had a capsule with Trunks belongings. Videl looked at her phone.
"Shit! My dad's gonna kill me." Videl groaned. Gohan hadn't noticed it was nine already, and they had a two hour drive back. Just then her phone began to ring.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Videl! Where are you? I wanted you to be home two hours ago because you know how busy my fan night gets!" he shouted over the phone.
"Dad, I was just getting ready to leave my friend's house." She said irritated.
"I already called Erasa's parents, Sharpner's parents, and Haru's parents. They knew where you guys were going and weren't even slightly concerned. So, Videl, which friend is it…unless it's a boy's house!" he growled.
"Calm down dad. Erasa, Sharpner, Haru and I all went to our friend's house. His name is Gohan." Videl hissed into the phone. Chichi walked over.
"Let me talk to him." She said soothingly to Videl. Videl handed her the phone.
"Hello Mister Satan. This is Misses Son, Gohan's mother." She said into the phone.
"Hello. So what have your son and my daughter been up to?" he growled.
"My son, your daughter, and their friends were either in the living room with Goku, my husband and Gohan's father, Goten, my youngest son and Gohan's brother, or outside, where Gohan was training Goten and Trunks martial arts, while the other four watched. We just finished dinner." She said. It was quiet for a moment before Chichi handed Videl her phone back.
"Next time, tell me where you're going and who you're going with." He roared.
"I did…three times. You were just too busy paying attention to your fan girls. I'll see you around eleven, but I'm staying at Erasa's house tonight." Videl growled.
"No you're not young lady!" Hercule shouted.
"I'm seventeen dad, I don't have to listen to you." Videl yelled back before slamming her phone shut.
"Sorry about that guys. Anyway, we better get going. See ya Monday Gohan." Videl said waving to him as the other three followed.
"Bye." Gohan said waving as they took off. He let his tail out, finally happy to be free.
"Did you get the sample Vegeta?" Gohan asked as he looked to the Saiyan prince. Vegeta smirked.
"Ye'kl." Vegeta said in Saiya. Gohan smiled.
"Good. Now we just have a week or two to wait." He said. Vegeta nodded. Little did they know, Videl was still suspicious and would be keeping a close eye on Gohan.
Obviously the Saiyans have their own language, Saiya. Makes sense, they are an alien race after all. Anyway, translation will be at the end of the chapter, or as an authors not in the middle of the chapter. Don't ask how I came up with it, I still don't know how. R&R.
Ye'kl: Yes/Yeah/Ok, in this case Yes.