Sorry for the long update. There's been some personal issues going on with my life, and it's still being worked out.

Disclaimer: Still do not own.

Thanksgiving.

Most people spend it with their families, and some spend it alone. For Boss McGee he spent it with his cat…and his cat's family. This was his first Thanksgiving by himself. At this point, he did not want to be bothered by anyone. His phone has been turned off since yesterday. Mu-Ma's funeral was also yesterday, and instead of going to an after party Gohan decided to go home. He did not want to be near anyone.

Except Toki.

As the microwave beeped Gohan pulled out his TV dinner. Turkey, peas, stuffing and a brownie for dessert. The food he got in the grocery was thrown in the trash can the day Mu-Ma died. It would only rot over time, and Gohan hated the taste of can peas. They never looked appetizing, and they always had a weird taste to them. As Gohan looked at his brightly colored peas he knew they would taste better than the ones from the can.

Even though the TV dinner was small, and fresh out of the microwave, Gohan stared at the dinner in front of him. He suddenly felt full, and threw it away in the trash can. All the cats ran over to the trash can, knocked it over, and proceeded to eat the food in there. Goku was the first one in, and attempted to pull out a piece of turkey. Vegeta then tried to steal the turkey Goku had. Soon the two were doing a tug of war between the piece of turkey.

Gohan plopped on his couch, ignoring the knocked over trash can and the hissing of the cats. Part of him wanted to go to a bar and drink the day away. The Kamehameha was closed for the holiday, and most bars do not open until later due to the holiday.

That idea quickly went out the window.

He did have alcohol at home though.

But he just sat down on the couch.

…Later.

Gohan put his head on the arm rest. He wanted to go out, but at the same time he wanted to stay home. In nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants, he realized that the time it took to put on clothes and do his hair it wouldn't even be worth the effort. If he went to the bar he could bring a lonely woman home. The kittens could make a nice chick magnet. Women love baby animals. Some sappy story on how he saved the mom cat, adopted her, then had kittens would make any woman weak in the knees.

Of course, saying that his mother recently passed away and he was alone could also bring a woman to his bed. That was an option. He could always save the cat story for later, but with the kittens almost ready to be adopted he would have to use that story quick.

Mom story tonight, cat story tomorrow.

So when the bar is close to his apartment opens, he'll put on some clothes, look and smell good, and bring a woman home. She'll do the walk of shame the next day, he'll go to work, go to the bar after, pick up another woman, head home, and repeat the cycle. After his attempt to date failed miserably the only thing Gohan could do was go back to the way things were.

His attempt to suppress his feelings were becoming slightly more difficult than anticipated.

"She didn't even come to the funeral," Gohan said out loud. He pinched the space on his nose that was between his eyes. "Not that I can blame her. If I told her about all the girls I slept with then maybe this wouldn't hurt as bad. She would have walked away sooner." Toki jumped onto Gohan's lap. He rubbed his head on Gohan's chin. "Maybe she would have stayed."

"Meow mrow meow meow." (I'll stay with you.)

"And what are you going to do when I die?"

Toki laid down on Gohan's chest. He sighed, and proceeded to nap. Pretty soon the seven little kittens began to jump on Gohan, and finding places to sleep. Shasta decided where Gohan's head laid was the perfect spot for her to nap. Gohan had to lift his head, and place his hand behind it so he wouldn't be in the way.

Soon the thought of the seven little kittens going to Vegeta's house soon lingered in Gohan's mind. His mom died, his girlfriend dumped him, and soon his house will be quiet. Nothing like quietness to remind someone of how lonely they are going to be.

This sucks.

Gohan could always tell his mother and father who he was, live with them. Then his mother would force him to go back to school, he wouldn't be able to sit in the same room with his dad, and soon his brother would be just like him.

Yeah…that didn't seem like a good idea either.

Chicks and alcohol. That was all he needed.

Gohan let his mind rest for as bit. It was quiet.

Really quiet.

Nothing but silence.

Yep, just Gohan and his kitties…

"It's too damn quiet," Gohan shouted as he sat up, forcing all the cats of his body. He stood up and looked around his apartment. He noticed his keyboard over in the corner, and decided to entertain himself for a while. Music always seemed to keep him at peace for a bit. "I can kill a couple of hours on that thing."

Gohan made his way over to the keyboard. He played a few notes, which soon turned into a song. He closed his eyes and let his mind wonder for a bit. He tried to play a cheerful tune, in hopes to put him in a brighter mood. The songs turned sad, playing flat notes, and his fingers slowly pressing on the keys. Gohan stopped, lightly touching the keys without playing a note. He could hear the kittens causing a commotion behind him. Someone must have found some extra turkey.

Gohan had a song in mind, playing the heavy notes on the keyboard. He opened his eyes and looked at the keys he was playing.

"Wrap me in a bolt of lightning. Send me on my way still smiling. Maybe that's the way I should go; straight into the mouth of the unknown. Left the spare key on the table, never really thought I be able. You say I rarely visited on the weekend. I lost my whole life and a dear friend." His voice cracked.

"I've said it so many times. I will change my ways, no never mind. God knows I've tried." Toki carefully jumped on top of the keyboard. "Call me a sinner, call me a saint. Tell me it's over I'll still love you the same. Call me your favorite, call me the worst. Tell me it's over I don't want you to hurt. It's all that I can say…so I'll be on my way."

Gohan gently shook his head.

"I finally put it all together, nothing really lasts forever. I had to make a choice that was not mine. I had to say goodbye for the last time. I kept my whole life in a suitcase, I never really stayed in one place. Maybe that's the way it should be. You know I live my live like a gypsy.

"I've said it so many times. I will change my ways, no never mind. God knows I've tried. Call me a sinner, call me a saint. Tell me it's over I'll still love you the same. Call me your favorite, call me the worst. Tell me it's over I don't want you to hurt. It's all that I can say, so I'll be on my way.

"I'll always keep you inside you healed my heart in my life." Gohan gritted his teeth. "And you've known I've tried. Call me a sinner, call me a saint. Tell me it's over I'll still love you the same. Call me your favorite, call me the worst. Tell me it's over I don't want you to hurt. It's all that I can say, so I'll be on my way. So I'll be on my way…so I'll be on my way."

Gohan played the last few notes of the song. He sat there for a moment, dazing off into space.

"Screw this. I'm just going to grab my bottle of whiskey, drink it down, and sleep this day away." Gohan stood up. "I hate the holidays!"

He stormed into his kitchen and opened a cabinet. He pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and placed it on his counter top. He looked at the bottle, half tempted just to chug the whole thing down. Instead, he pulled out a cocktail glass and put in a few ice cubes. He filled up the glass with the whiskey, and put the bottle back in the cabinet. Gohan took a deep breath before grabbing his glass.

As he walked back into the living room he noticed something in the corner of his eye.

That something was a someone.

Standing there holding a kitten.

Gohan blinked a few times. He locked the door, right? There stood a woman, short, choppy black hair, and blue eyes. Gohan did not recognize her. He looked her over once more, and looked closely at her eyes.

"Videl?"

Gohan could not believe his eye. He must be hallucinating. Yeah, that must be it.

"Hi Boss," Videl said putting the kitten back on the couch. "How are you?"

"You cut your hair."

Videl brushed her fingers through her short hair. (Picture Buu Saga hair)

"I decided to cut it off. It was getting in the way anyway." She looked down at the ground. "Ah…Mu-Ma's funeral was nice. She would have liked it."

"You were there?" Gohan tried to look back a few days. In all honestly he didn't pay any attention to anyone at the funeral. He couldn't remember the funeral at all. It was a dream to him, one he couldn't remember very well. He would spot her out in a crowd in a heartbeat, but if he couldn't remember the funeral then how could he remember seeing her?

'I got to quit drinking,' Gohan thought to himself. "It was nice." There was an awkward moment of silence. "So…why did you come over?"

Videl took a deep breath. She looked right at Gohan with determination in her eyes. Gohan was just a little afraid. Was she secretly going to kill him? Before she could pull out a gun Gohan decided to take a drink of his whiskey.

"How many women did you sleep with?"

Gohan looked at her as he finished his sip. His heart and soul were too numb to even care for the question. Videl could see in his eyes. Like Seymour, Videl noticed the shine in Gohan's eyes were gone.

"Too many to count," Gohan answered. He stared at his glass. "I was going to tell you, but…well it doesn't matter now. I don't know why you wasted your time coming over here. Don't you have your family to celebrate the holiday with?"

His words were cold. Videl wanted to slap him once more, and walk out. She couldn't though. She was here on a mission, and wasn't going to leave until she got answers.

Gohan sat down on the couch, ignoring the fact that Videl was still standing there. Videl stood in front of Gohan, arms folded.

"I'm not leaving until I know everything about you," Videl stated. What else was there to know? "If you don't start talking, I will tell Goku and the others who you really are!"

Maybe it would have been a good idea to drink the entire bottle of whiskey.

"Fine," Gohan said. He didn't care anymore. Videl huffed, pulled out her cell phone, and hit a few buttons. She put the phone on speaker, and Gohan could hear the phone ringing.

"Hello?" Gohan's eyes went wide. That was Goku's voice on the other end.

"Hi Goku it's Videl."

"Oh hi Videl," Goku said. He still sounded way too happy. "How are you doing? Is Buu eating all of the food?"

It was worse that Gohan thought…Videl was friends with his father!

"You know Buu, eating everything in the house," Videl said. "I just called to tell you something." Gohan stood up, shaking his head no, and waving his arms frantically around to distract her from not spilling his secret. He thought she was joking! He grabbed a random piece of paper and pen and quickly drew a stop sign, with a no underneath it. "I just called to wish you and your family a Happy Thanksgiving." Gohan stood there frozen.

"Thanks Videl! Tell Hercule and Buu to have a good holiday as well. I hate to cut this conversation short, but it's time for dessert!"

With a quick goodbye, Videl ended the call. Gohan fell back on the couch.

"No fair," he exclaimed. Actually, it was more of a whine. "You can't be friends with the people I'm trying to hide from! Fine, I'll tell you whatever you want, just don't ever call them again! I won't be your friend anymore if you do!"

Realizing what he just said, Gohan slapped himself in the forehead. Now was not the time to be acting like a child. He should be mourning, not throwing a temper tantrum. How old is he?

He looked at Videl, and noticed that she was slightly surprised by his comment. Gohan bit his bottom lip.

"You really are…a hopeless mess," Videl said, softly smiling. She sat next to Gohan on the couch. She placed her hands on top of his right. He looked away, slightly embarrassed. "Mai talked to me a few days ago. She said it was better to hear it from you before I jump to any conclusions. I just want to know your…past relationships."

"When TJ died I just wanted something to subside the pain," Gohan openly admitted. Blackmail was evil. "It helped. I just…got tired of people I care for dying. I came to the assumption that if I didn't love something then the loss wouldn't…" What was a good word? Hurt? Be Painful?

Gohan couldn't think of any words. Didn't matter anyway. He was just clearing up his name, and Videl was going to get up and leave. What else was there to tell her? It was the only thing that helped numb the pain.

Alcohol too. That seemed to help him forget what he did the night before.

"Drugs only made things worse," Gohan continued. "You get good highs, you get bad highs, and before you know it you're petting the furry wall. Once I found something I didn't want to let go. Seymour suggested to step out of the repeated cycle. Find a steady girlfriend he said. What's the worse that can happen he said. You get dumped he said. He forgot to mention the part where your heart being pulled out of your chest, and thrown in your face." Gohan took a sip of his drink. "I should take his heart and throw it in his face. I'll just tell him his meatball sandwiches suck. That will make him cry."

Gohan took another, longer sip of his drink until it was empty.

"I'm sorry Boss," Videl said, holding his hand tighter. "I…kinda knew your history, but chose to ignore it. I didn't want to believe it, so when Vegeta made that comment I did freak out a little bit. Mai asked me if you made any advances towards me to take that part in the relationship. After some time to think I realized that you were really…really trying. You told me a lot about you, expressing things to me that you would only tell your friends. You trusted me-"

"And in return you use it to blackmail me."

"But what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't do that to get you back?" Gohan looked at her.

"Blackmail," he promptly stated. "See, most people buy flowers, go to dinner, or something to get back together with an ex. Out of all those choices you decide to do blackmail."

"Yes."

Gohan looked at her once more. If he got into a fight with a friend, what did he do to fix it? He would threaten his friend to be friends again, or else he would pound him to the ground. But that's what friends did, at least for guys. Blackmail was different. It was a forced relationship. Clearly, there was a huge difference. (No, not really. In Gohan's mind it was)

Videl did come all the way over here to apologize, and to listen and reason. So she does get some kudos points for that. The winter coat was hiding all the important parts Gohan wanted to see, so some kudos points were deducted. She didn't look too bad with her hair cut off, but it did show her eyes more, which Gohan liked. Add some kudos points there. She did have Goku's number plugged into her cell phone, and can expose his secret in five seconds flat. Gohan would never do that to his friends.

That's a lie.

He would threaten their life if he knew a secret they didn't want shared.

"Ohhhhhh," Gohan said out loud. "It's the same thing."

Videl was not part of his mental decision making, or knowing the kudos points being added up in his head. She looked at him, wondering if he was actually mentally stable, and wondering if he already had too much to drink.

"Mrew." (Idiot) Toki shook his head and went into the bedroom. The family of kittens and Shasta followed as well.

So let's do an overview.

Videl was hot. She had a nice body, which she always hid with baggy clothes. She was funny, strong, and doesn't take crap from anyone. She was sweet, kind, and got along with his friends pretty well. She's real good at keep secrets, except when she decides to use them as blackmail. Gohan knew he would do the same thing, which almost made her perfect for him in a way.

Downsides.

Short temper. It's hard to explain a situation if she's mad. Once she's on fire there's no stopping her flames until she's all burned out. She's almost like Chi-Chi.

Just.

Like.

His.

Mother.

Those words repeated in his head for some time. Once again. Videl just started as Gohan's face paled slightly. She let go of his hand and sat back on the arm rest. Clearly whatever was going through his head was something he didn't enjoy. Figuring the thought process was going to take a while, Videl took off her coat and decided to go to the fridge to get a drink.

Back to Gohan's inner thinking.

Okay, so Videl had the temper of his mother, but a sweet side as well. Granted, he had a short temper as well, but he would walk away for a while, come back, and figure something out. Not sure if Videl would do the same thing, but he could hope she would. What's the worst that could happen?

Oh yeah…a slap in the face.

It's not like he felt it or anything, or that he had to put an ice pack on his check since it began to swell.

She didn't hold back on that one.

At least she didn't hide her feelings like most girls. That was a plus. She always expressed how she felt, even if it meant highly embarrassing herself in front of a complete stranger. She liked him from the start. She was in denial about his past, but she learned to accept that. What woman would accept him for what his history was? She was one of a kind, and to lose that would put him back in the dumps again.

And Toki liked her.

That was important. If Toki didn't like her then she would be out the door like no one's business. If she's willing to give him a second chance then he might as well take it. He'll treasure the memories, just like Mu-Ma always told him to do.

And she did go to the funeral.

Mu-Ma would be happy to know that.

If she was here she would smile, and say 'thank you.'

But Mu-Ma wasn't here anymore.

Gohan curled his legs up to his body. He rested his arm on his knee as he brought his hand to rest above his lips. He could feel his eyes begin to water.

'She liked Videl a lot. She would call me a loser if I lost Videl again,' Gohan thought. He tucked his head under his hand. "Mom."

Gohan soon felt two arms wrap around his semi fetal position on the couch. He also felt something cold and wet on his bare back. He lifted up his head and noticed that Videl was hugging him.

He completely forgot Videl was here.

And what the hell was on his back?

Videl pulled away and looked at Gohan.

"I know," she said, putting a soda can on the table. (That explains the cold wet thing on his back) She did the same thing with his glass, carefully putting it on his table. "I'm not giving up on you. All the other girls see you as nothing but a good time, but I'm going to show you that all girls are not just toys you play with."

Gohan closed his eyes, smiled, and gently shook his head. He opened his eyes and looked at her. They sparkled brightly, and seemed to be smiling back at her.

"And how do I know you're not going to use me like one of your toys," Gohan asked. Videl smiled.

"I will never use you like my toys," Videl said. A tint of red crossed her cheeks.

Gohan's eyes went wide. He didn't expect that as an answer. He grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the couch. He straddled himself on top of her, and held her wrists up against the arm of the couch. He was a few inches away from her face.

"I can't beat that. I can never beat that," Gohan said. "But I bet whatever toy you have can't give you hugs or kisses like I can." He leaned in carefully and kissed Videl. "So we'll mark this as a fight, a small break, and continue on being boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"That depends," Videl said. "You didn't…sleep with anyone, did you?"

Gohan sighed.

"I…" He bit his lip. Videl moved underneath him. "I…just couldn't. With Mu-Ma…the holiday…I drank. I have the hangovers to prove it, plus the empty bottles sitting on the kitchen counter."

Videl placed her hand on his cheek.

"I'm sorry," she said as she kissed him gently on the lips. "I know this is a difficult time, and things haven't been the greatest, but I trust you."

Videl hugged him, and he put his arm underneath her. If he told her the truth he was afraid she was going to leave again. He refused to let her go. Videl made him so happy, and lying to her was the only way to keep her. It was wrong, and he would feel guilty, but like every lie he has told it would soon become a truth.

"I won't mess up again," Gohan said, his head resting on Videl's forehead.

"Your breath reeks of alcohol."

Gohan smiled.

(PG)

Today was the day.

As Gohan stood in front of the Capsule Corps. doors he held a brown box in his arms. Toki sat on his shoulder as Shasta sat on top of the box. If he could, he would ring the doorbell. He would have to put the box down, but if he did that Shasta would open the box and set the kitten free. (Already happened once) If Toki tried to ring the doorbell, Shasta would scratch Gohan. (Happened once, and that's when Shasta went to free her kittens) If Gohan tried to use his back Shasta would growl and step on Gohan's chest so they were face to face.

So he stood there, like an idiot, trying to figure out how to get these kittens in the house. Knowing that there will be a sacrifice to be made. Gohan took a deep breath, and used his foot to ring the doorbell.

Shasta did not like that at all, and went to attack his leg. Gohan yelled as he felt her sharp claws and teeth puncture his leg. She took her nails and scratched them back towards her. Gohan could feel his blood running down his leg as he tried to kick her off.

This was all before he could reach the doorbell.

Shasta took her claws and scratched him once again. He quickly kicked the doorbell, breaking instead of ringing it. Shasta stopped attacking once she saw sparks flying from what used to be the doorbell. Gohan dropped his leg to the ground, unable to aid his bleeding leg. Shasta jumped to the ground and stood next to Gohan. If Gohan stood on one foot Shasta would knock him off balance.

So Gohan stood there…in pain…bleeding onto the cement.

After what seemed like an eternity the door finally opened. Mr. Brief stood there smiling.

"Hello Boss," he said looking at the box. "Are these the little kittens I've been hearing so much about?"

"Yes," Gohan said trying not to wince. He quickly handed the box over to Mr. Brief as he went to look at his leg. Shasta got him real good. Mr. Brief noticed and quickly aided Gohan in the house. Shasta was right behind him, please by her attack. "She's a little over protected of her kids."

"Let me put the kittens in the bedroom," Mr. Brief said as he quickly trotted away. "Bulma! You're friend needs stitches!"

Shasta followed Mr. Brief, leaving Gohan to bleed on the floor.

"I don't need stitches," Gohan said looking at his leg. "I only look like I'm bleeding bad because I'm on blood thinners."

"Mew meow mrow mew meow mro?" (Didn't Dr. Barns say you would lose a lot of blood by an open wound?)

"Well yeah, but it won't kill me."

"Meow mrow mew." (Yeah it will.)

Gohan tried to recall what Dr. Barns said about his blood thinner. He would bruise easily, and will bleed a lot more than usual. If not controlled his body would go into shock, and lose a lot of blood. Gohan looked at Toki.

"You do realize if I die it's because of your girlfriend," he exclaimed. Before Toki could say anything, a robot that looked like a wheelchair quickly scooped up Gohan. Toki quickly jumped onto Gohan's lap before the strange robot took off.

The robot screeched to a halt once it entered a room. There stood Bulma, dressed in a nurses outfit with a surgical, holding a needle.

A very long needle.

Gohan was glad he didn't have the same fear of needles as his father, but he was a little bit afraid of Bulma.

"Don't worry Boss," she said, smiling behind the mask. "This won't hurt a bit."

The screaming coming from the Capsule Corp building proved otherwise.

After Mrs. Brief told the cops that there was nothing to worry about, Gohan came out of the room where the evil wheelchair robot put him. He had a minor limp, but it was something that would go away over time.

Maybe.

"Twelve stitches, and a shot of antibiotics all because of your girlfriend," Gohan shouted at Toki. "I told you to distract her so I can take the kittens here!"

"Mew mrow mew mew!" (She had me cornered!) Toki shouted back. "Mewo me meow mew mrow mew meow!" (You out of all people should know what it's like!)

"That's why I hide on the balcony!"

Vegeta watched as he saw his friend auguring with his cat. It looked ridiculous.

"I need to make some real friends," Vegeta said as he walked further away from Gohan.

End of chapter.