Thank you for the reviews, I seem to be motivated once again to continue this story. At the present time however I have no official ending in mind although there are a few which play in the back of my mind. We'll just have to see which one works in the end.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ

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Videl wrote away at her notes, the extra weight on her wrist no longer having as much effect as it had the day she had got it. Even though it was the day before she travelled back to the 247 forest area, she had grown accustomed to having the extra weight on her limbs. At first it had been awkward and with every increase in weight it was irritating but now she was annoyed that each individual weight didn't climb over five kilograms.

She could understand the concept with Gohan how extra weights would make one incredibly strong if worn for extended periods of time. It was still questionable as too how much he carried since she couldn't lift any of his equipment but that didn't mean that it was the absurd amount that he talked about. On the market, her weights were the latest model which could increase or decrease the density of each weight from one kilogram to five with the touch of a button. Apparently it was possible to have them taken down to Capsule Corps and have them advanced by the engineers but there would need to be a legitimate reason. Telling them that you needed to beat up a white cat probably wasn't the best excuse.

"So what are you wearing to the Spring Fling?" asked Erasa as her attention wavered from the lesson.

"It's not for three months, give it a rest," said Videl clearly not wanting to get into a fashion talk with Erasa.

"C'mon Videl, we've got to go shopping and get the best dresses we can find," squealed Erasa. "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"I'm going out to the country," said Videl, a devilish plot forming in her mind.

"Where about in the country?" asked Erasa.

"The 247 forest area," said Videl, her attention solely focused on Gohan and she had to suppress a gasp of joy as he saw the boy's ears perk up. Even though he had his eyes closed, he was still awake enough to overhear what she had been saying but not only that, this topic intrigued him to some extent. Although something was slightly off putting as she saw a vicious smirk spread across his lips, he had already planned something sinister if Videl kept dropping these not so subtle hints. As such she decided to drop the topic and focus on the lesson once more.

Lunch soon came and since they were having a double period of gym after the hour long break. Figuring that this was a good time to get accustomed to her new skills, Videl removed the weights from her wrists and ankles and placed them in her locker next to the cold metal of the pistol she kept in there. The effects were immediate, Videl felt lighter and faster than she had less than a week ago. Closing her locker, Videl went to find Sharpner and Erasa and enjoy the lunch hour with them.

Gym soon came and they were doing track work to start off with which caused Videl to inwardly smile. The teacher explained that they would be doing laps as a group in a test of who could last the longest over an extended period of time with the group having to increase speed every time he blew the whistle. As one, the group started their journey around the track although the group lost a great deal in number when all of the self proclaimed popular girls dropped out. Erasa seemed to be doing alright but as the speed increased for the second time she found herself falling behind and was thus eliminated from the competition. Slowly the boys began to drop off until eventually there were only three remaining, Sharpner, Videl and Gohan. Gohan looked like he hadn't even begun to warm up and Videl was feeling as light as anything since she had lost her weights. Sharpner was not having as much fun.

Breathing heavily and clawing at his chest where a pain had formed, he tried desperately to keep up with Gohan and Videl to try and prove how manly he was. He only lasted ten more seconds before he dropped to his hands and knees panting hysterically. Videl shot a glance over at her final competitor, part of her knew she would never be able to win as he shot a cocky grin in her direction. Videl's attention though was on his eyes, they no longer had the icy coldness which was imprinted on the pupils at all hours of the day. It was as if something had changed.

Even though it was a hopeless battle, Videl was certain that she was going to give this everything she had in a test before coming face to face with the whiskered menace sitting atop the clouds. For ten minutes the duo ran side by side, neither allowing the other to gain an extra stride as the speed continued to increase. The coach was in disbelief as he blew on the whistle another time causing them to sprint across the track. Videl could tell that if they were in the Olympics she would have a chance against professional athletes but sadly nobody was keeping track of the time to allow her to compare.

Videl began to feel the effects of running non-stop for nearly half an hour as her legs began to cramp. Gritting her teeth, she gave one final push as the coach blew the whistle once more. The pain was unbearable however as she gripped at the back of her leg and began to limp, effectively ending the competition. The coach congratulated Gohan and the students cheered out of respect. While Videl breathed deeply as rivers of sweat ran down her face, Gohan looked as if he hadn't done anything, not a bead of sweat had formed on his forehead.

The two were allowed to have a fifteen minute breather as the rest of the students were put to work on various track and field events. Even though Gohan didn't feel tired, he decided to take this opportunity since he really couldn't be bothered doing something so trivial. Videl sat next to him, drinking heavily from a bottle of water, deciding to use this time for interrogation. Unfortunately Gohan got a head start.

"It seems that the weights you donned for the week have paid off," he said staring out into the distance.

"How did you know I was wearing weighted accessories?" asked Videl.

"A trained eye," he said tapping at the corner of his eye with his human hand. "Each time you adjusted the weight you became slightly slower in your actions but gradually picked up in speed. I take it you are using this in order to climb the tower."

"No way am I climbing that death trap of a tower," cursed Videl. "I'm just going to fly up there, beat the shit out of that Yajirobe guy and force Korin to train me."

"That'll be the day," Gohan chuckled.

Videl took this as an insult but swallowed her pride knowing full well that Gohan would be capable of beating her up in an instant. Even though he wore weighted clothing, it had no effect on his body whatsoever even though that arm he had attached weighed so much that four men had been able to so much as budge it. So she decided to bring it down to a more personal level. "Who's the seventh member?"

This caught Gohan's attention and their eyes met. Videl had expected to see cold icy hatred such as the glare he had sent her on his first day but this was nothing of the sort. It was more of curiosity than anything. "I take it you are referring to the tattoo imprinted on my back," he said to which Videl nodded in agreement. "The seventh warrior is possibly one of the most unlikely heroes of them all. He has everything but is content with the friendship he shares with his best friend."

"Is this some cryptic clue?" asked Videl.

"Yes it is, if I go out and give you a name that defeats the whole purpose of your quest."

"What quest are you talking about?"

Gohan smiled in a sinister manner as he concluded, "We are all heading on a journey, where we want to go is up to our subconscious, in other words, what is it that you want to know the most?" Gohan didn't wait for Videl to give him an answer, instead leaping up and joining in the events that were occurring across the track. Videl sat there for a minute, trying to figure out what Gohan had meant. The way he had talked to her just then was similar to the first time they had met when she had found him bleeding after taking a bullet to the shoulder.

After class had finished, Videl searched for Gohan around his locker area and she wanted to talk some more but his killing aura had surrounded him once again. Their eyes locked momentarily and Videl knew better than to talk to someone as powerful as him when they are pissed off. With a defeated sigh, Videl fetched her bags and went home for the evening, spending the night to mentally prepare herself for the challenges which she would face tomorrow.

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Shortish chapter but I wanted to get this out quickly. Please review.