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Chapter 4

Groggily, Sharpener recovered his consciousness gradually. One groan, and he felt something was resting against his chest. A second groan, and his vision returned, blurry at first. With a third groan the world spun back into focus.

Unsure of where he was situated at the moment, it took him a few seconds to realize that he had a head on his chest. As a man representing the physical embodiment of masculinity, surely it would be easy for him to recognize the female form laying upon him; however, with no recollection of where he was or who this mysterious cascade of hair belonged to, he mentally screamed as he frantically removed himself from the woman's arms.

Jumping to his feet, somehow ignoring the searing pain in his head, Sharpener found success in locating a conjoined bathroom to the room in which he is in. Managing to maneuver himself to the sink, he took one look at himself before he nearly vomited right then and there.

"My god, what the hell just happened to me?" Taking a moment to calm himself, he washed his face, cleansing him of his drunken haze.

Finally more aware, Sharpener decided it was about time for the life of the party to return—him. Taking one last look in the mirror, he couldn't resist flinging his golden tresses carefully over his shoulder, admiring himself in the mirror. The way his hair moved; it was poetry in motion. Unfortunately for him, in his haste to return to the others, he did not notice the wetness expanding down his pant leg. Being drunk can dull one's senses.

Striding out of the bathroom, he strutted into the living room, a new found confidence in his eyes. He was ready for the fun surely to come with the rest of the evening. His stride was interrupted when he heard the girl moaning, reaching out for where she subconsciously assumed he was. Scoffing at this pitiful display, oblivious of his own embarrassment to come, he merely continued his trot to the where the party lay ahead.

Back in the event room, Erasa was calming herself from her earlier burst of frustration. She began to call out for attention, "Alright, Ladies, Gohan, I've decided to save spin the bottle for a later game and have come up with something else entirely, mostly to get us ready for spin the bottle later. Are you all ready? Well, Our next game for the night... Drum roll please! I present you with an idea, one never before done in the history of nights such as this one we have this evening!" Clapping her hands together, raising the suspense, pulling everyone to the edge of their seats... Dragging it on just a little more... "I pres-"

"Get on with it Erasa!" shouted out an irritated Videl.

The blonde pouted at her fri—enemy (for the evening,) for intruding on her absolutely wonderful would-be introduction. Despite being miffed, she complied with her fri-enemy's protests.

"I have decided to mix two games, yes two!" Ignoring the glare she was receiving from Videl, she continued.

"Seven minutes in heaven!" allowing the imaginary applause to die down, Erasa once again continued.

"Mixed together with Truth or Dare! Without the truth of course," giggling madly, she gauged the audience's reactions.

First a questioning look, then intrigue, followed by giddiness to the max, were experienced by the majority of those present. Except for a select few: Videl was even more irritated while Gohan was even more confused by the blonde's announcement.

Noticing his expression, Erasa decided to explain his imminent future to him. A future with her hopefully in it!

"Gohan, as you probably don't know, Seven minutes in heaven is played by spinning a bottle, and the first two people in which the head of the bottle lands on go into the closet over there," she pointed to the corner,

"And then they do exciting things!" Grinning like a madwoman Erasa took a deep breath, waiting for his predictably worried questions.

He was not one to disappoint; yet Videl, perceptive as ever, could tell that he was more nervous than normal when he asked his question.

"What exactly do you mean by 'exciting things'?" Gohan asked, his voice cracking into a high falsetto.

Before anyone could answer, the door to the room crashed open dramatically, as if opened by a great force. In fact, because its momentum was so great, the door rebounded off the wall to smack a certain someone in the face. It took several moments for the confusing sounds outside the room to calm. There was a brief beat of silence before the door swung open, much more meekly the second time.

Stepping through the open doorway, Sharpener took in the delicious sight in front of him. Thankfully due to his manly prowess, he had long developed the ability to redirect his nosebleeds so that they somehow bypassed his nostrils and made their way down his throat. At the moment it was a light trickle.

With great imaginary fanfare, Sharpener dashed towards the naked and semi-naked ladies, announcing his presence as he ran. "The Sharpenator is he-"

Slap!His world reeled with the impact.

"Sit down already you big doofus," Videl commanded angrily. The alcohol only lowered what little tolerance she had for oafish behaviour. Being exposed without gaining Gohan's attention did not help her mood either.

"Eww Sharpie, is that?..." Erasa's question hung in the air, allowing an awkward silence to fill the room.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the large dark stain slowly crawling down his pant leg.

Sharpener looked down himself and panicked. How could he have missed something like that? Frantically trying to jump start a sluggish mind, he thought desperately for an excuse. He could mention the woman on him. No. He could mention how he was covered in barf. No. He could mention how he washed his face. Yes!

"I wanted to look my best before coming back and I washed my face," he explained, letting his embarrassment show.

"I might be a little more drunk then I thought. I missed a little I guess."

People were obviously not buying his excuse so he awkwardly made his way to small gap and sat girls on either side of him shimmied away slightly.

The silence continued for a few moments as the teens continued to stare at the blonde.

"Haha Sharpener, I can't believe you pissed your pants!"

It was none other than Videl who broke the silence with a sudden burst of laughter. The whole group joined in a moment later, laughing at the boy's expense.

Feeling utterly humiliated, Sharpener crawled back a few feet, pulling his knees to his chest in hopes of hiding his embarrassment..

Taking pity on the guy, Erasa called attention back to herself with a loud question.

"Right... Anyways where were we again..?" She tapped her chin in thought before a reminder, in the form of a fake cough sounding a lot like 'exciting things', brought her back to the earlier unanswered question.

She put on a Vegeta-esque smirk, "Gohan oh how cute you are, you see these "exciting things" are what we teens do on the daily, well most of us..."

The blonde spared a glance at the still amused Videl. The ever vigilant fighter quickly composed herself after noticing Erasa's look. Bringing her attention back to Gohan, the bubbly blonde had a strange glint in her eye, a lustful look conveyed the not so hidden, hidden desires.

Catching on quickly Gohan merely nodded and let out an audible 'gulp'.

"Now, part two of this 'once-in-a-lifetime-experience' I had a-"

scrunching her perfect brows in thought she turned to Videl knowing she would know what she was thinking "Hey Videl, what's the word I-"

Sighing flippantly Videl offered, "Eureka moment?"

Erasa grinned like a fool, "Thanks Viddy!"

Causing all of the room's occupants to giggle at the pet name..

"As I was saying, I had a Eureka moment, where I thought, why not combine 'Seven Minutes in Heaven', with the truth less game of Truth or Dare! Yes I said it before, but I like to give myself props for being so clever!" Sticking her tongue out at the clueless girls of the room.

"So here's how this will work, we have one person, start the spin. If the bottle points to you, you're one of the two to be dared. We spin again and afterwards the spinner dares the two... tributes."

Catching on to her reference all the ladies including Videl, and surprisingly Sharpener swooned over their favorite novel of the year. Murmuring their voices of approval Erasa continued.

"Now, the two tributes are required to do the dare in front of everyone here. Then go have fun in the closet for seven minutes. For the next round, after the duo exit, the first tribute will now spin for next round, issuing a dare for those next two, and so on and so forth. Any questions my dear party goers?" Looking around the room, she was satisfied, not having to answer any questions, even from Gohan.

"Angela, be a doll please, can you get us an empty bottle for the game?" Shockingly Angela actually listened to the request.

She got up with a smile, sauntered up in front of Gohan swaying her hips seductively, giving Gohan a full view of her front. Smirking at her ingenuity, she continued her trek to the bar to retrieve the needed bottle.

'Gosh, I feel like i'm about to explode, is it that hot in here or is it just me?' Blushing madly Gohan turned his head away quickly, looking towards his lap unsure whether this whole experience would be worth it.

Across from him sat a fuming Videl, understanding Angela's plan completely. Silently planning the demise of every girl in the room, she tried to silently mark her territory. Yes, first she would to bide her time, and take them down one by one. Her attacks would be executed silently and sneakily when the time was right, not wanting to arouse the Gohan's suspicions.

And next to Videl, Bianca the silent woman felt her heart ready to explode out of her chest. Sitting so close to her crush, she admired Videl, hoping beyond hope that somehow she'd get a chance to taste those sweet lips. Touch that soft and silky skin... Shaking her head, Bianca sighed knowing that the chances of her fantasy coming true were slim to none.

Sitting back down, Angela placed the bottle in the middle of the table, causing a discussion to erupt; they needed an initial spinner. In the end it was decided the first spinner would be Erasa, who had thought up of the game. It only made sense for her to have to honor, starting a magnificent tradition which would last for years to come.

Clapping her hands together, Erasa stood.

"Ladies, Gohan, and Sharpy! Let the games begin!"

Leaning towards the table, she grabbed hold of the middle of the bottle before spinning it lightly, wanting the game's action to start immediately.

The bottle spun a few revolutions. As it slowed, everyone began to inch forward, closer to the table, feeling the suspense with each passing moment. With all the possibilities, everyone was excited to find out who the first tribute would be. Obviously on its last rotation, the bottle elicited various emotions from the audience:excitement, irritation, nervousness, and most of all lustful anticipation. It did a last pass, the top pointing at Bianca, Videl, Erasa, Abby... When it finally stalled, everyone was sure it would land on Gohan, but due to a twist of fate or some sadistic writer, it missed him by only a centimeter. Maya, his neighbour, was to be the first tribute!

Looking towards the crowd Maya blushed, realizing that she may have the first opportunity to get her hands on Gohan, alone.

"There it is Ladies, and gents! Maya! You have been chosen as the first ever to be selected! Wooo!" Erasa's hearty exclamation was met with many hearty claps.

Their owner's faces however displayed contrary emotions. For some unknown reason, Gohan could only felt like giving a subtle golfers clap.

Standing aside, Maya took a seat at the bar, waiting for her partner to be. With the bottle spinning once again, the tension in the air rose another level. Now that the first had been chosen, drunk emotions could not run any higher. Unknown to the participants, there was a common mantra going through everyone's heads, including Sharpener's.

"Not Gohan. Not Gohan..." The only difference is that the blond male wanted the bottle to land on him.

When the bottle stopped, everyone let out a sigh of relief. The general sigh was soon followed by a noncommittal shrug and a round of wolf whistles. With a happy clap of her hands, Erasa excitedly exclaimed that Angela was to be the other tribute, alongside Maya.

Smiling as if she had expected it, Angela took her place beside Maya. Slightly apprehensive, the pair waited for Erasa's dare to come. "Okay girls, I dare you both... To fondle each other! Without any clothing!"

The pair shared a look. With a smirk, Angela took the initiative, aggressively groping Maya's right breast. With a swift, deft movement, she proved her experience by removing the girl's bra using only one hand. Blushing furiously, Maya replied in kind, pulling down her partner's panties with several tugs. She knelt down, kissing Angela's body as she descended. Her hands trailed up and down Angela's side, causing her partner to shiver slightly. Surprised with her boldness, everyone could only watch in awe.

Finally shaking her surprise, Angela let a lecherous smirk cross her features. In a flurry of movement, both girls were soon naked, Maya groaning slightly at their Angela's ministrations. Losing track of their surroundings, it took an awkward cough from Erasa to bring them back to reality. Angela let her disappointment known with a slight pout.

Giving her a sly wink in response, her partner cupped her ass with a slap before whispering in her ear. The pair giggled before dashing to the open closet door. It close with a slam and giggles began to echo throughout the room.

Sharpener groaned his disappointment while the others tried their best to avoid each other's eyes. The game was more awkward than they had first expected...

"And... we have more booze!" Erasa exclaimed, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

With a hearty cheer, everyone celebrated and drank, intent on ignoring the groans and gasps coming from the closet.

Ten minutes later, Gohan tentatively whispered to Videl,

"Shouldn't we go check on those two? They've been in there a while..."

Videl raised an eyebrow incredulously, "You really want to get in the middle of that?" She jerked a thumb at a laughing Sharpener.

"I thought he was the only pervert here."

"Huh?..." the half-Saiyan replied, completely confused. It took a moment for it to all click.

"NO! Nonononono! I didn't mean that, I mean shouldn't we get the game going again?"

Erasa couldn't help but listen in. She smirked seductively at Gohan,

"Why Gohan?... Is there someone you want to go into the closet with?"

Already panicking the teen was saved from answering when the closet door slammed open. Angela staggered out, dripping in sweat, with a dopey look on her face. She managed to stumble her way back to her spot in the circle before collapsing in a satisfied sigh.

Moments later, a smug Maya stepped out, only breathing lightly, surprising the rest of the party took a seat beside Angela, stroking her back gently, muttering sweet nothings only Angela could hear.

The 'experienced' teen only had enough energy to sigh in content.

After a small pointed cough from Erasa, Maya spun the bottle signalling the start of the second round. It landed on the silent Hayley on its first spin and on its second spin, Erasa. Smirking, Maya decided to go with the familiar.

"I dare each of you, to use the pole on the bar to pole dance, as you each strip yourselves bare!"

Using this chance to her advantage, Hayley eagerly ran at the pole, taking off the remaining of her lingerie. She circled her bra in the air with a wild whoop, showing everyone her wild side. Not one to be outdone, Erasa followed her and they both danced flirtatiously. Trading suggestive looks, they began to stare down each player. Their eyes trailed up and down, examining their friends' curves and in the case of the males, their bulges. Beneath their grins and lustful glances, underlying sparks of attraction flew through the air.

Noticing the dare was taking longer than it should have, Maya called out impatiently.

"Okay girls c'mon now, don't take too long. We have more contestants waiting to play!"

Mumbling to themselves, something about rudeness, the duo walked in the closet, together. Less eager to leave the public-thus Gohan's- eye.

Using this opportunity to continue attracting Gohan's attention, Videl sauntered up to him before any of the other girls had the chance. About to do the unthinkable, initiating her plan to sit on his heated lap, the closet door burst open. Erasa held a fistfull of Hayley's hair as Hayley clawed viciously at the blonde's exposed bust. Howling in rage, Erasa raked Hayley with a vixen's ferocity. A ferocity which easily dwarfed Frieza's sadism.

Sharpner's mind had instantly blanked at the sight.

"Catfight, catfight, catfight, catfight!" It took several moments of scratching and screaming before his mind began to contemplate his luck.

How often did a man find himself a witness of two gorgeous, naked women fighting? Basically never, unless you paid for it. He began concocting a plan, a sly plan if he said so himself, one so sly it was inconceivable for anyone one else could possibly attribute to themselves. Not unless they were the pinnacle of amazing much like Sharpener himself.

Standing up in boxer-clad glory, he stalked towards the quarreling women,

"Alright, ladies, please... No need for fighting, we're all here to have a good time, are we not?"

He purposefully wedged himself between the two beauties. He forcefully separated them by placing a forceful palm on both their chests and pushing. And squeezing. Their breasts.

Shocked and impressed at his audacity, everyone watched the frozen tableau. No one else, not even Videl had dared stray in between the two fighting females. Their revelry was cut short when everyone's attention suddenly focused on Sharpener's twitching fingers.

Oblivious to everyone's growing disapproval, the blond couldn't help but comment,

"Huh, they don't feel anything like bags of sand. In fact they feel more lik-"

What ever Sharpener's observation was to be, the party goers would never know. In a moment of anger, Erasa and Hayley had telepathically connected, united in their outrage. Their dual slap to the pervert's face was so forcefully executed, that despite they were slapping Sharpener in opposite directions, the blond had flown back several meters.

He lost consciousness for the second time that night.

Before their telepathic link cut, Hayley and Erasa came to a silent truce, sullenly sitting away from each other in the and obviously still peeved, Hayley quickly spun the bottle once again. The quick spin landed on Bianca and its follow up on Gohan.

Not giving them a chance to digest the results, Hayley began her dare,

"Bianca, you must strip, and Gohan because you are so cute, I'll let you leave your boxers on."

This comment caused some grumbles of irritation from the other female players. Gohan however, was glad that his white polka dot boxers were allowed to remain on. Sharpener wasn't in the position to care.

His choice in boxers only made him cuter in the eyes of almost every female present.

"Now, Bianca... You must cup Gohan's junk, and Gohan you just have to take it!"

Shrugging, not really interested, or so she thought, Bianca placed her palm against Gohan's groin.

Completely shocked, Gohan fell to his knees. He didn't understand why he almost moaned in front of everyone. That would have been embarrassing!

The new and foreign sensation piqued her curiosity and Bianca couldn't help but stroke his member. With each pump of her arm, she felt Gohan tense and relax, obviously withholding his excitement. She enjoyed the constant shift of emotions crossing his face. There was embarrassment, enjoyment, displeasure, pleasure, and hilariously enough obvious lust. She may not have found his body as attractive as the others, but something about her control at the moment sang to her.

Watching Bianca's ministrations with displeasure, Videl snapped and forcefully separated Bianca's hand from Gohan's privates. She got a clear glimpse of his erect but covered member. Blushing furiously, the fighter pushed them both into the closet. She hoped Bianca's actions wouldn't ruin her chances with the half-Saiyan. Out of sight and out of mind, she tried to calm herself, allowing her face to somewhat return to its natural hue.

During the next seven minutes the girls whispered excitedly as Videl sat silently, listening intently for any sound from the closet. The sounds from the closet were frustratingly low and inaudible.

Erasa, taking advantage in the lull in activity, got up to retrieve even more bottles of alcohol. In her mind, the sloppier everyone got the better. At least that's what past experience had taught her.

All gossiping ceased the moment the closet door cracked open. Gohan exited behind Bianca and they chatted excitedly like lifelong noticing the incredulous looks they were receiving, the two sat down and continued to talk.

After a few moments, Gohan raised a finger and stopped a laughing Bianca from continuing. Something was off. They both looked around before simultaneously asking,

"What?"

Everyone face-palmed at their obliviousness, except for Sharpener. Due to his natural responsiveness and his current state of consciousness, his face lay against the floor. A happy and appropriate coincidence.

Rolling her eyes, Videl reminded Bianca that it was her turn to spin the bottle.

As the bottle spun, Gohan took note of the extra looks he was receiving. They were even more lustful and could only be attributed by the heightened drunkenness. At least he hoped the many new empty bottles were responsible. He would hate to think it was something else.

It took a round of "oooh's" to knock him out of his thought process. Butterflies suddenly flitted within his stomach as he noticed the first tribute for the round - Videl. With each revolution of the bottle, he felt their wing beats grow stronger and stronger. Closing his eyes, he already knew the where the bottle would stop. When a loud round of disappointed sighs rang out, he cracked open an eye to see the bottle pointing at him.

Making eye contact with Videl, he noticed her satisfied smirk, it was different than her normal victorious smirk. There was something else there and it frightened him. With a large gulp, he stood, joining the fighter at the bar.