Hello readers. It is I, CrazyGohanGurl, bringing you a new chapter. There were a few misspelled words so Erasea will be fixed…later…hopefully. Right now I'm too lazy to re-write the chapters, but I will make a mental posty note in my head. I'll do my best for Miria…even though that may be spelled wrong again. At least I spelled Gohan right! Also, when I write the chapters it's my free time at work. So it may be rushed, and there may be a few words missing. I will try to re-read before posting.

Anyway, new chapter. Granted, maybe the story is switched around…a little bit more. The old LML rushed a few things, so I'm trying to slow it down a little. I'm also bringing Toki more into the picture, because he is awesome. Those who do not know Toki…you will love him.

Disclaimer: Still do not own.

After tripping over a random hole in the ground, crashing into her classmate Sharpener, and breaking a heel Videl finally made into the bar. She wasn't used to dressing the way she was dressed. Dark blue skinny jeans, silky black top that was loose on the top and silver heels. Her hair was still in pink tails since she didn't feel like playing with it. Her friend, Erasea, was out on the floor dancing with random guys, leaving her with Sharpener, her friend that had a crush on her. He was off talking about how much he could bench press, and how he workouts everyday.

"Most men name their muscles, but I always found that stupid," Sharpener said trying his best to impress Videl. "I mean, if I were to name them I would name them after you. One would be Videl, and the other would be my nickname for you. Like 'Beautiful Babe'. Oh one can be name Beautiful and the other Babe. What do you think Babe?"

"I think it's stupid," Videl said leaning on her arm on the bar. Her other hand was holding her broken heel. "My dad has his muscles named, and he talks to them more than he does me."

"Well…it's not like they are already named!" Sharpener rubbed his muscles, and whispered something to them.

Gohan was standing behind Videl, watching as Sharpener was talking to his arms. Both had the same look on their face. Seymour walked once he saw Gohan.

"Boss," he yelled over the crowd of people. Videl turned around and noticed Gohan behind her. "Ten minutes before performance!"

"I know," Gohan shouted back. "I just came for a drink and saw Mr. Vain over there." Gohan noticed Videl next to him. "You're boyfriend?"

"No," Videl shouted. "He's just in my class…sadly."

Gohan chuckled. He noticed the heel in Videl's hand and looked down at her shoes. He sat down in a seat next to her and picked up her leg. Gohan waved over the female bartender.

"Mai, I need a heel repair. Where's the glue?"

Mai was built on the top, skinny on the bottom. She reminded Videl of the big busted anime girls she seen on TV. Her hair was long and dyed blonde. Videl could see her roots starting to show.

"Girlfriend," Videl asked handing Gohan her heel.

"Ex," Gohan answered back. "Thankfully."

Mai came back with some glue and handed it to Gohan. He lifted up Videl's leg up in the air to match the heel to the shoe. To his surprise, her leg went up higher than he thought it would. He then proceeded to push it towards Videl's head. She was quite flexible.

"How long can you hold this position," Gohan asked.

"As long as you need me to," Videl answered. "Do you need me to hold my leg as you put the heel on?"

'Down boy down,' Gohan thought to himself. "Yeah."

Videl held her leg as Gohan put glue on the heel. He placed the heel on the shoe and lowered her leg. He pressed gently on the heel as he held the shoe.

Seymour nudged Mai and pointed to Gohan.

"Bets on," he said. "He takes her home, they go out, and they get married."

Mai started cracking up laughing. This lasted for a few minutes.

"I'll take the bet," she said holding her stomach and wiping her eyes. "He takes her home, bangs her, and then calls the next number in line. How much?"

"Three hundred."

"I'm getting the band into this!"

Mai quickly disappeared to find the other band mates. Seymour just smiled and nodded. He was either out three hundred dollars, or he was going to take his family on a nice vacation.

Gohan moved the heel back and forth to see if it was loose.

"Try standing," Gohan said. Videl got up from the chair and stood perfectly fine. "Now try walking."

Videl looked at Gohan.

"You're kidding right," she asked using the bar as support. "I almost broke an ankle walking from the car to here."

"I noticed some rubbing on your foot. You're probably going to have blisters." Gohan said reaching out his hand. "I'll help you walk."

Videl blushed as she grabbed Gohan's hand. As Videl attempted to walk she ended up waddling back and forth, and stomping to keep her balance. Soon her rosy cheeks turned her whole face red from embarrassment. This was not the way she wanted to impress guys.

Gohan, on the other hand, was trying his hardest not to laugh. The poor girl did her best to look nice, but the heels were not cutting it for her. She just kept stomping.

Figuring that she was going to hurt herself sooner or later, Gohan picked her up from her feet. Videl grabbed him by the neck, nearly choking him from the fear. Sure he wasn't getting as much oxygen as he needed, but he really couldn't say anything since Videl was choking him.

He placed Videl back on the stool, and bent down to take off her shoes.

"There," he said placing them next to her chair. He stood back up. "I bet you will walk a lot better without them."

"Thanks," Videl said with a smile. "My name is Videl."

'That name sounds awfully familiar,' Gohan thought. 'I don't remember ever dating a Videl, and I don't recall ever banging a Videl…or did I? If she introduced herself it means that I never met her before in my life…or was she drunk? Was I drunk?'

"My name is Boss," Gohan said taking Videl's hand and kissing it. "It was very nice to meet you." Sharpener, whom I forgot was actually sitting next to Videl, watched as Gohan was trying to steal away Videl.

"Bartender," Sharpener shouted. "I want something strong. Give me your strongest drink!"

'That should impress Videl.'

Seymour looked at Sharpener and raised an eyebrow. The seat next to Sharpener was empty, so Seymour decided to place an empty trash can next to him.

"If you get any on the floor I'm going to use your hair as a mop," Seymour said preparing the drink.

"Don't worry old man. I'm not a light drinker like some people here."

Seymour rolled his eyes. He looked over at Boss and titled his head towards the stage.

"Get ready," he said. "Your audience awaits."

Gohan smiled, and waved to Videl. Now was his time to shine, and to show Vegeta how much he has really changed. He wasn't the same Gohan he was before.

The other band members waited before they got on stage. Owen had shots between his fingers and each member took one. They quickly shot it down, and made faces. Everyone looked at Owen. Owen just shrugged his shoulders. It was an experiment that didn't taste right, but it was alcohol! Any alcohol takes good right?

Gohan and his band mates went onto the stage. Gohan grabbed his guitar and strapped it on him. Owen went to another guitar and began to tune it. Moth walked over to the drum set and began tapping on the snare and cymbals. Ziggy grabbed the bass and stood there. He prepped ahead of time, which everyone said not to, so now he stood there looking like an idiot. He pretended to tune his bass, so he didn't look so out of place.

Gohan grabbed the microphone in front of him.

"So…this is like a sound check, but I don't like doing the test test thing," Gohan said. "So if you can here me cheer." The audience went in an up roar. Videl stood by the bar and clapped as Vegeta rolled his eyes. "We are going to be tonight's performance. Most of everyone here knows by now, and there are people here who don't."

Owen went up to the microphone near him.

"We're the guys that got called by the cops on Sixth and Cooper," he said. "We're also the guys that everyone 'assumes' started the riot in front of the clothing store, but those people were masked so no one can really identify them."

The crowd gave a small laugh.

"That man over there is Owen," Gohan said pointing his finger to his band mate. "He, like I, plays the guitar. I taught him how to play."

"He lies," Owen said. "I learned how to play faster than he did."

"That's because he kept breaking the guitar strings," Seymour shouted from the bar. Gohan chuckled.

"The person on the bass is Ziggy," he said. "He's the bar tender's little brother."

"What do you have to tell everyone that," Ziggy said. He was not near the microphone, but most people could hear him.

"And our drummer is Moth," Gohan said. "He's uh…single! Yeah single!"

Erasea's ears perked up.

"He's mine," she shouted from the crowd. Moth looked over at Erasea, did a quick chick check, and nodded. She was pretty hot.

"And I am Boss. I sing, I play, and I like warm spring days and walking on the beach at night. But that does not complete our band. We have another member, who everyone adores, Toki!"

The crowd cheered. Videl and Vegeta looked at the stage, and saw a cat come out from the drums. That cat got a loud applause, and people were chanting his name. Gohan watched as girls came up to the stage to pet him, and say how cute he was. He never got that much attention from girls before.

Toki gave a meow and Gohan reached down to pick up the cat. He placed him on his shoulder.

"Meow meow o wow mrow," Toki…uh…meowed. (Toki Translation: I'm the team's mascot)

Everyone awed.

"Huh…I'm impressed," Gohan said petting Toki. "You get more women that I do! Note to self, be reincarnated as a cat." Toki jumped off of Gohan's shoulder and stood by the microphone stand. "Together we make-"

"Masiko," Owen interrupted shouting on the microphone. Gohan shot a glare at Owen. That was his line. The crowd cheered. Gohan pouted. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Gimmi fuel, gimmi fire, gimme thou which I desire. Ooh yeah" Gohan sang on the microphone. Soon the band started to play, and Vegeta stared in awe. "Turn on I see red. Adrenaline crash and crash my head. Nitro junkie paint me dead! And I see red."

Vegeta could not believe what he just witnessed. The shy, not quite outgoing, quiet, dork, mama's boy, little pit squeak Vegeta knew so many years was different. He was…cool! Gohan and his band played more songs, and Vegeta couldn't help but actually like the music. They were good. Seymour kept filing up Vegeta's empty beer glass once it ran empty, the music was good, and it was a nice atmosphere. This could be a nice hang out joint.

After a set of songs, Gohan made his way up to the microphone.

"All right everybody," Gohan said as he wiped some sweat from his forehead. "We're going to take break for a while."

Gohan took off his guitar and jumped off the stage. Girls began to surround him and asked if he was single. He looked around until he found Videl, who was sitting at the bar, and began to move his way towards her. Sadly, there were too many and escape wasn't an option. Gohan placed his two fingers by his mouth and whistled. Toki appeared behind the drum set and sat on the edge of the stage.

Women love animals.

The girls pushed Gohan out of the way and began to pet Toki. Gohan pushed himself off of the ground, dusted off his pants, and had a clear path to Videl.

Sadly that clear path was soon blocked by Vegeta.

Vegeta grabbed Gohan by the jacket and began to pull him away. Gohan tried to reach to Videl, but all she did was give a sympatric wave. He dropped his arm as he knew he was defeated. He wasn't strong enough to fight Vegeta.

The door to the back room closed, and Vegeta threw Gohan onto the couch.

"What now," Gohan whined. "We've already talked about this, and there's a girl out there that I want to talk to!"

"I want to know what happened to you after the Cell Games," Vegeta said folding his arms. "I have time."

"I don't!" Gohan stood up. "You are becoming a huge cock block right now!"

"Cock block?"

Gohan slapped his forehead.

"I want to get laid." Vegeta looked at Gohan with a raised eyebrow. "Doing the dirty, practice making babies, why are you looking at me like I have two heads?"

"So you're a virgin," Vegeta asked. Gohan gave Vegeta an 'are you kidding me' look. It's not like he really can blame Vegeta. It has been years since they last seen each other.

"I have a…record so to say," Gohan said sitting back on the couch. "I grew up with a…not so great influence, yet a good influence, but in the end puberty hit me young and I probably did a few things I probably shouldn't have done when I was young. In the end, at 13 I popped my man cherry."

Vegeta just stared at Gohan. At 11, or 10…Vegeta didn't care, he ran away from home. Two, maybe three, years later this kid got some action. He, in Vegeta's eyes, became a man.

"Who is this influence so I can thank him," Vegeta asked. Gohan reached into his inner jacket pocket. He pulled out a box of cigarettes and opened them. He pulled one out, placed it in his mouth, and put the pack back in his inner pocket. He reached over to his right outside pocket and pulled out a lighter. Vegeta watched as Gohan lit the cigarette, inhaled, and slowly exhaled.

"Dead," Gohan answered putting the lighter back in his pocket. "Car crash a few years ago."

"He did a hell of a better job, unlike your parents." Gohan chuckled. "Sorry to hear."

"It's cool." Gohan inhaled his cigarette once again. "I didn't do so well after the accident. I didn't even go to his funeral." Gohan exhaled the smoke. He looked at Vegeta. "I'll see him soon."

"Keep smoking that cigarette and you will," Vegeta huffed. "What are you planning to do? Kill yourself like a coward?"

Gohan flicked his ashes in an ash tray.

"Saiyans have tough skin, right Vegeta?" Gohan asked. Vegeta nodded. "We also heal faster than a regular human. We're almost indestructible, and we are the strongest people on this planet." Gohan tapped his cig on the edge of the tray. "Apparently getting into a head on car accident, falling off a cliff and flip over and over somehow glass lodged itself in my lungs."

"How the hell does glass get into your lungs," Vegeta asked. "It's impossible."

"The doctors said the same thing Vegeta. It's one of those freak accidents that no one can explain, not even the doctors themselves. Because I am half saiyan my body heals a lot faster than a normal human. I went to the hospital so the doctors could examine me, and at the time they could not see any injuries. They kept me overnight, and the next morning I started puking up blood.

"They did an x-ray, and saw a piece of glass wedged in there. There were also glass shards, so I was rushed into surgery. From what I've been told my lungs absorbed the hunk of glass, to where it was difficult for the doctors to operate, but were able to flush away the shards. I was a high risk and automatically put on a donors list.

"Here's the best part. Every breath I take, that glass manages to move. It cuts up the inside of my lungs, but with the saiyan blood it heals. I have to get x-rays and MRI's to keep track of the glass. It's in the right part of the lung, and that part of the lung is getting weaker. The left lung is working harder, and since it's working harder it is getting stressed to where now that part is weak. So doctors put me on so many different medications to make the lungs stronger, while fighting any infections the glass is making inside the lung. All these medications are weakening my immune system. I get sick faster, a common cold can send me to the hospital. I'm still quick on my feet, and I can use my power. I have a body of a regular human being. I bruise, I bleed, and I break. Somehow, I'm still here."

Gohan started smoking his cigarette again.

"So you're weak as shit," Vegeta asked. Gohan nodded his head. "And dying?"

"Actually, there is a surgery option," Gohan said putting out his cigarette. "There's a slim chance for survival, and it's expensive. My doctor said there is a 'lung machine' in the making. What the doctor has to do is take my lungs out of my body, and perform surgery on them on another table. The lung machine will pump air through my body while they carefully take the glass out. There's also a lung transplant, but because I'm half saiyan it will be harder to find a match."

"I'll kill your father if you want," Vegeta said. Gohan looked at him, and titled his head.

"He's already dead. I mean, if you wished him back with the dragonballs and killed him then I'll be a happy camper." Vegeta remained silent. Gohan stood up from the couch. "Now if you excuse me there's a nice lady out there that I want to talk to."

Gohan exited the room leaving Vegeta alone.

"Kakkorot is alive."

END OF CHAPTER 2!

May have spelled Kakkorot wrong…not sure.