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Last time...

"I pretty much made up some crap –hic-" Gohan started but was interrupted by Sharpner and Videl's loud laughter as he let out another hiccup. He chose to ignore them and continued. "Any way I made up some crap about her being a second-hic-hic- late-hic-and-hic-" By now the two were rolling on the floor with laughter forcing the Son boy to clam up in embarrassment. Instead, he texted Erasa, "I'll tell you later."


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A month later, a small body moved through the shadows of the Son household. He opened the door to the room which his target occupied slowly and silently, just enough for him to slip inside undetected. He glimpsed the teenaged boy still in the world of slumber and felt sorry for what he was about to do for a second. The body's stomach grumbled, reminding him of the purpose of his mission: breakfast. Taking aim, the small body launched itself into the air with a mighty leap landing perfectly on his target's stomach jarring him out of his sleep. As the teenaged boy shot up, the small body, now known as Goten, back flipped to avoid the mighty hand of his older brother swatting him into the wall. Landing back on his brother's stomach, he took a deep breath as he began his whine.

"Gohaaaan! Get uuuppp! You have to go to school and mom said me and dad can't eat breakfast until you come down so huuuurrrry!" he said.

"Fine! I'm up!" Gohan replied, annoyed before getting out of bed. He had grown closer to Erasa and Sharpner, going out with them after school almost every day, much to the chagrin of Videl. He continued his stint as the Gold Fighter, although he made sure to show up only when Videl needed help. He was also OSH's star goalie. The minute Chi Chi heard that they would win full ride scholarships; she demanded he sign up, although he had already graduated from the most influential universities around. So far the team remained undefeated. Gohan's popularity had also shot through the roof. Being a little reserved, Gohan tended to stick to his original friends, although he maintained his warm personality with everyone else, earning him the title of OSH's nicest jock.

Running into the bathroom, Gohan showered and brushed his teeth, coming out in nothing but a towel. Rummaging through his closet, Gohan dropped the towel and pulled on a pair of black jeans, a green t-shirt and a black leather jacket before joining his family for breakfast. Needless to say, after his first day, Gohan burned that outfit.

"Morning," he greeted taking a seat next to his father.

"Good Morning, Gohan," Goku and Chi Chi replied.

"Finally! Can we eat now?" Goten asked his mother only to receive a devastating blow from the Frying Pan of Doom TM.

"Goten! That was very rude of you! Now say good morning to your brother!" Chi Chi commanded.

"Morning, Gohan," Goten said grudgingly clutching the large welt that was forming in the middle of his head.

"Ok, let's eat!" Goku said, after being given the go-ahead by Chi Chi. The Son boys tore into their meal like it was their last, managing to decimate an entire table in under five minutes.

"Thanks, mom," Gohan said, swallowing down his last mouthful of orange juice while putting on his black and green Chucks. "I've got to go now, bye!"

"Bye!" the rest of the family replied.

"Do you think we should have told him?" Chi Chi asked her husband as she sat in his lap.

"Nope!" Goku responded, an evil smirk on his face.

"Ooh! I like it when you go all Saiyan on me," Chi Chi responded flirtatiously.

Goku chuckled. "Not in front of Goten. I think we managed to corrupt Gohan at least ten times by the time he was his age."

"True," Chi Chi giggled, blushing. "We've been horrible parents haven't we?"

"Nah!" Goku shrugged kissing his wife. "He turned out fine!"

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Meanwhile, at the Satan Mansion, Videl lay fast asleep within the twisted sheets of her king-sized bed. For once there was no scowl on her face, only peaceful serenity.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee-. The alarm clock's monotonous cries were instantly halted as the teenaged girl hurled it across the room, shattering it into a thousand pieces. She sat up, put on her scowl and ran to the bathroom to prepare for yet another day of school. And another day in which I can finally reveal to the world Gohan's secrets and unmask the Gold Fighter. Well, he doesn't wear a mask but… you know what I mean!

In about ten minutes, the Satan girl was dressed in her signature outfit of pink undershirt, white oversized T-shirt and black bicycle shorts. With little more than a flick of the wrist, she gathered her long hair into messy pigtails and pulled on her fingerless gloves. Running downstairs, she grabbed a piece of toast and stuffed it into her mouth, as she pulled on her black combat boots. She waved goodbye to the maid as she uncapsulated her yellow jetcopter, ready to face another day.

She landed on the roof of the school, ran through the doors and down the stairs. She only had a minute left before the bell rang. As she rounded the corner, she hit the brick wall she knew all too well to be her nemesis, Gohan Son. She didn't even bother bracing herself for impact as she knew the Son boy would catch her before she fell.

"Good Morning, Videl," he greeted cheerily with the big stupid grin she hated so much. He could get away with murder if he flashed that grin. He was constantly late for school and all he had to do was flash that grin and he would be immediately excused. Not even, she, the daughter of Hercule got away with tardiness. It was the grin of a deceitful liar; a person that kept secrets and she would not allow herself to fall under the spell of his charming personality like every other person in the school had managed to, no matter how hard he tried to make her his friend. She couldn't even kick his ass to wipe the stupid grin off his face because he was clearly stronger than her and didn't hesitate to remind her of it each time she tried. This was why he was number one on her list as the identity of the Gold Fighter.

He was another person that got on her nerves. He was also clearly stronger than her and for that reason alone she hated him. He used those tricks her father had said the fighters from the Cell Games had used and there was no doubt in her mind that he was the little delivery boy all grown up. His handsome face but detached demeanor only seemed to draw the people of the city to him, so much so that the police had offered to give him a watch similar to Videl's. She was grateful for his sake that he didn't accept or she would have torn off his head immediately for stealing her job, never mind the weird fact that he only showed up when her life was in danger. Still she cursed him for making her seem like a damsel in distress which she most certainly was not!

She came out of her internal thrashing of the two banes of her existence as she noticed Gohan waving a hand in front of her face. Glaring at him, she bared her teeth, ready to strike if he tried something stupid.

"Ah! She's awake," Gohan teased, wiping his brow. "No need to call the ambulance."

"Shut up!" Videl barked at him, gathering her books.

"Aw! That one hurt!" Gohan mocked. "And to think I was only looking out for you."

"I don't need anyone to look out for me. I can look after myself!" Videl shouted back at him.

Right then, the bell rang. Videl cursed.

"You sure you don't need help?" Gohan grinned. "If I remember correctly, this will be your third tardy this week and you know that means detention."

Videl scowled. Did she mention she hated his photographic memory too? She growled and her shoulders slumped in defeat. She really didn't want to go to detention. "What do you have in mind?" she asked dryly.

Gohan only grinned wider.

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"OW!" Videl screamed as she walked through the door of the classroom. It was a few minutes before the bell rang for the end of the period.

"Hey! The nurse said not to walk on it for a couple hours," Gohan chided as she supported her from the waist. In his defense, he had only planned on making her hair get caught in his jacket. However Videl rebelled as usual and managed to get a nail jammed into her foot that was lying around in the woodshop classroom they had retreated to. In the end, they ended up having to take a trip to the nurse and Videl ended up having to take the tetanus shot she'd been avoiding. Needless to say she was royally pissed at him now.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Suzuki!" Gohan apologized, somehow managing to bow while keeping Videl steady. "Videl had an accident this morning so I took her to the nurse and stayed with her to make sure she'd be alright."

Ms. Suzuki was an elderly, round woman who was usually quite strict but had a soft spot for Gohan. "Oh! How nice of you!" she praised. "Videl, dear! You were so lucky to have Mr. Son around you when your accident happened. Be sure to thank him!" she continued with a wink. Oh if I were just a few years younger!

Videl shivered in disgust. The only thanks he's going to get is my crutch up his ass! She shot him a withering look as he helped her to her seat. "This is the last time I accept any help from you!" she whispered harshly at him.

"I was suggesting you stick two centimeters of hair in my jacket zipper but you decided to go stab yourself!" Gohan defended.

All the while Erasa and Sharpner watched in amusement. "Nerd Boy what did you get yourself into now?" Sharpner chuckled good naturedly at Gohan. "You know she's never going to let that go." At first, he had called him Nerd Boy as an insult but now it became like a nickname.

Gohan laughed at his friend's comment. "I don't doubt that for an instant, Blondie. I think she's got a long line of grudges up her ass!" he whispered conspiratorially to his friend.

All the while Videl fumed. She was determined she was going to discover this boy's secrets once and for all!

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"Listen up class! I have some very good news!" Ms. Suzuki said.

The class perked up, turning their attention to the front of the room.

"Well, you know that every year one senior class gets to go on a two week long trip," she said.

The class nodded in anticipation.

"Well, here to introduce this year's field trip are two very special guests: Mirai Briefs, Son of Bulma Briefs and Lime Mizuki, the famous photographer!" she introduced, sounding very much like a game show host.

At this, the class went wild. Exited whispers broke through the classroom as the two young people stepped into the room. With that Lime walked in the door followed by a well-built young man with lavender hair and blue eyes wearing a Capsule Corp jacket and yellow cargo pants.

"Hey everyone!" Mirai said, secretly smirking at the slack jawed expression on his best friend's face. "This class has been selected to go on a two week long survival trip in the 297 Mountain Area!" he said.

Lime continued, "There you will learn the basic skills of survival and martial arts. Two semi- finalists in the World Martial Arts Tournament will be your instructors and Capsule Corp's own Bulma Briefs will monitor your progress!"

The class cheered as Gohan nearly fell out of his seat in shock. How could Bulma and his parents do this to him? How could Mirai and Lime do this without giving him any warning? They'd even suppressed their ki so he wouldn't notice them coming.

"Who are the martial artists?" Videl asked.

"That will remain a surprise," Miss Suzuki said, although Gohan didn't have to guess twice. "Everyone, take a permission slip and have it signed by Wednesday or you won't be able to go. The bus will leave at 7:00 a.m. sharp next Friday so be on time."

"Oh my gosh, Videl!" Erasa bubbled. "We're actually going to meet Bulma Briefs!"

"I wonder if she's as sexy as they say she is," Sharpner said only for Mirai to send a glare at him.

"Dude!" he yelled. "That's my mom we're talking about!"

"Aren't you exited Gohan?" Erasa asked practically bouncing in her seat as the visitors left.

Gohan only groaned as her words jarred him out of his mantra of hitting his desk with his head over and over again while cursing his parents and Bulma. In actuality Gohan was dreading this day. Videl looked on with glee. This was the one thing that had ever happened that made Gohan lose his cool demeanor. She was sure this field trip will reveal his secrets in no time!

"Gohan! You're going to meet Bulma Briefs and famous martial artists! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!" Erasa screamed at him.

"Nerd Boy's probably worried that he'll get eaten by a bee!" Sharpner teased.

Gohan rolled his eyes and turned away.

"Remember you won't be able to bring your calculator with you," Sharpner continued promptly shutting up when he saw the glare Gohan shot his way. This was obviously a touchy subject for him.

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Soon enough, the bell rang, signaling the end of the period. Even as all the other students as well as the teacher shuffled out of the room, Gohan still sat at his desk, staring ahead in shock.

"Aw, come on! It's not that serious!" he heard a male voice from behind him.

Gohan didn't even have to look to notice the wide smirk on Mirai's face. "Yes! Everything is fan-friggin-tastic!" he replied sardonically.

"Don't give me that look! You know I hate it when you do that!" Mirai teased, only to receive a small but dense ki ball to the chest. "OW! Damn! What was that for?"

A satisfied smirk made its way to Gohan's face. "Oh, just a little prelude to the spar we're going to have later today," he replied mysteriously. "I think I might also tell Lime of the crush you've been harboring on her these past few years."

"You wouldn't!" Mirai yelled, scandalized, inventing a new shade of red.

"Try me," Gohan deadpanned.

"Ok, ok!" Mirai responded in defeat. "What do you want?"

"You both are coming with us on that trip!" Gohan replied, without missing a beat.

Mirai's eyes widened in horror. "What? You can't be serious!"

"You had a hand in making those pills and Lime was the one who slipped them into dad's food. Do you think I was going to let you guys get away scotch free while I rot every day in this hellhole?" Gohan responded rhetorically.

Mirai could only shake his head with a rather large gulp. Now all he had to do was convince Lime and pray she agreed.

All the while, the teenagers didn't notice Videl listening at the door. Wait! How does Gohan know the son of Bulma Briefs? Oh right. He said his dad worked for Capsule Corps. But still how does he know the family? What other secrets do you have to hide Son Gohan? It seems every time I find out some answers from you, Gohan all I end up with is more questions. She wrote down these new developments on her little notepad before joining Erasa and Sharpner.

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Three periods later, it was lunch time. Gohan made his way to his favorite eating place, followed by his friends. For obvious reasons, he really didn't feel that hungry today. Erasa, Sharpner and Videl watched as he ate at a normal pace, which, for him was equivalent to picking at his food.

"Gohan?" Erasa asked carefully. "Are you feeling ok?"

Gohan gave her a grim smile. "I'll be fine," he responded.

"Still worried about the trip aren't you?" Videl commented cruelly. "I can't wait for your little secrets to be revealed."

Gohan's eyes snapped up at her and she was greeted with a death glare that made her almost want to piss her pants. "Leave," he commanded, shortly. He knew the next brash comment she made was going to send him over the edge.

"Excuse me!" Videl retorted, offended.

"Get your prissy ass up and get out of my face!" Gohan responded, enunciating every word.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Videl argued getting even closer to him. "Do I need to remind you who I am?"

Gohan twisted his face in disgust. "That's right. You are the selfish, spoiled brat who lives in her father's shadow and uses daddy's name to bully people into getting whatever she wants. Isn't that right?"

Videl recoiled as if she'd been slapped. "I am no bully and I don't use my father's name to manipulate people!" she screamed.

"Tell that to all the little freshmen you've beat up for simply being in your way. I'm sure they'll agree," Gohan replied coldly. "And the only reason the police allow you to fight crime is because of you father. The world does not revolve around you."

Videl could find no response to that. It was true. Her life was nothing but an extension of her father's. She knew she was only popular because of her father. She was a pretty girl who dressed in boyish clothes and never hesitated to get her hands dirty. That wasn't attractive yet boys lined up outside her house begging for a date with her and it was all because of her father. Suddenly the reality of the situation caught up to her and tears began to well up in her eyes so she turned heel and ran. The daughter of Hercule Satan never cried.

Gohan turned to face Sharpner and Erasa who both sat looking at him in shock. He managed a grim smile. "I'm sorry I had to do this, but she needed a wake-up call," he said quietly.

The two blondes nodded in agreement. Videl had always been a bit on the offensive side but ever since Gohan had showed up, she had taken her bitchiness to a whole new level and treated the boy like dirt although he didn't deserve it. She was their friend but she needed to learn her place.

"I'm going to see if she's ok," Erasa said, getting up, leaving the two boys alone.


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