Shadowess: *dragged in while bound in chains, only her hands free ahead of her palms down* Okay. I wrote it. By popular demand. See bottom for an important question that will affect the direction of this story!

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Ouran High School Host Club, Dragon Ball Z, or their respectful characters.

Chapter 4: A Golden Sighting

Gohan left a little earlier than his regular time the past couple days to do a quick survey of the areas surrounding his home to ensure that the 'Wide Wing Circus' were not going after Icarus again. Also, it felt like he needed to keep an eye on them to make sure they weren't going to kidnap anyone else that he knew of. Since he was early, he thought he'd land a little further from the school to walk the rest of the distance. He dropped down in a section of town that was a few extra blocks away from the school, nearby a residential complex and snuck out of the alley way when no one was watching.

Today was Friday and he'd be getting a hold of Bulma at lunch hour to ensure that things were still okay. He stopped midstep and opened his bag, seeing five capsules. "Aw man I can't believe I forgot!" he cried out, berating himself to forgetting to set up the capsules that Bulma had let him borrow. He couldn't wait until after school, since he still had club duties and it wouldn't be very good to have to set up everything right when the club members were there.

"Maybe I can rush back and just get to the school a few minutes before." He looked up at the sun that was still low on the horizon. "Yeah, I can make it!" Gohan ran back in to the alley, went Super Saiyan, and took to the sky, pushing himself to go faster to not waste any time.

Once he made it back home, he quickly scouted where to activate the capsules. Fishing them out, he clicked them and tossed them in a semi circle by the trees. They made their signature 'pop' where they transformed in to mini capsule cabins. Three singles and two doubles. Gohan had went inside and made sure that things set up fine before he glanced at a clock in the final double cabin.

"Oh man! I'm going to be late!" he ran out, transformed again and took to the skies with almost a sonic boom in his wake. "Come on!" Gohan thought that learning Instant Transmission would've been helpful in this case, but his dad wasn't around long enough to teach him. He saw the school in his sight. "Yes!" he landed a little closer to the school than usual and went back to normal, opting to run to school. While he was running he saw Haruhi ahead of him.

He skidded to a halt and let his adrenaline come down before striding up to walk beside Haruhi. "Good morning, Haruhi." He greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Gohan." She sent a smile up to him before blinking. "Were you running just now? Your tie is over your shoulder."

"Oh!" Gohan embarrassingly fixed his tie. "Yeah, I forgot to do something at home and I had to rush back." Gohan noticed an extra bag that Haruhi was carrying. "Are you ready for the weekend?"

"Yeah. I managed to pack while my dad was asleep this morning. He worked late last night." Haruhi shrugged. "He knows that I'm going to be gone for the weekend."

When the pair got in to the classroom, they were bombarded with Hikaru and Kaoru. Only this time, they didn't start their twin game.

"Hey Haruhi! Check this out!" Hikaru pulled out cell phone and started to play a short video of a flash of yellow going down in to the buildings from the sky.

"It's a like a meteor fell right in this area but there was no loud impact!" Kaoru pulled out his phone to show the same video but catching Hikaru with his phone in the image.

Gohan peered over their heads to see the videos and gulped. He was definitely too close to the school, and his Super Saiyan mode apparently gave off a strong golden-yellow light to cameras.

Haruhi looked at the videos and brought her hand up to her chin in thought. "I saw that this morning too… outside the window. But it was leaving the ground." Gohan gulped again. He'd have to just find a park to land in earlier… Good thing he was Super Saiyan to hide himself with his energy… sort of.

"Then it's not a meteor…" Kaoru looked at his phone and mused.

"Did you see it this morning?" Hikaru asked Gohan.

"Nope, I was in a bit of a rush this morning and didn't notice anything like that." Gohan replied. It was true. He couldn't see himself because there was no reflective surface around him at the time. "Are you guys ready for this weekend?"

"Yep!" Hikaru grinned.

"We sure are." Kaoru grinned as well.

"We brought cameras to video tape your final moments when Honey-sempai defeats you." They hooked their arms together, very proud of themselves for some reason. Gohan frowned a little. He didn't appreciate being video taped, especially during the Cell Games.

"You don't like cameras?" Haruhi noticed Gohan's frown.

"Not really. Makes me a bit uneasy, like you don't know who or what is watching you." You couldn't get an energy signature from a camera, especially a wireless controlled one. He sat down at his desk and pulled out his textbook for the class ahead.

Gohan was standing in the empty office, waiting for Bulma to answer her phone. He asked his mom, Chi-Chi, for Bulma's cell number since they were friends as well. It was only used between family. She finally answered. "Hello?"

"Hi Bulma, it's Gohan."

"Oh hi Gohan! You're calling from the school. Is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine. I was just wondering if you're still okay with picking up me and my friends after school today?"

"I definitely am! I will be landing in the back of the school, and I already informed the Chairman about the landing so we're all clear." Gohan could hear Bulma's smile. "I'll be there for six, that alright?"

"Sounds good, Bulma. Thanks, I owe you one." He hung up and left the office. So far so good.

"Were you just speaking with Mrs. Briefs?" Kyoya asked him from around the corner.

"Oh hey Kyoya-sempai. Yeah, I just was."

"I have been unable to get a hold of her for the past few days. Why do you think that is?" his glasses glinted but Gohan didn't feel intimidated in the least.

He shrugged. "Bulma screens her calls. If she doesn't know them or doesn't want to talk to them, she doesn't answer." If Bulma was in a foul mood because of something that Vegeta does, like blowing up another Gravity Chamber, she won't speak to any business partners either. "She apparently already talked to the Chairman about the mode of transportation that she's bringing here to get us. She'll get here for 6 this afternoon."

Kyoya scribbled something in his notebook and gave a tight smile. "Then I'll have the opportunity to speak to her in person." He turned and walked away, leaving Gohan to wonder what made him upset.

There was no theme today, only talking with the girls of Ouran. Gohan was getting more comfortable talking with the girls, but he had to admit that there wasn't much for him to say other than his small adventures in the woods. Somehow, the girls really seemed to enjoy them though.

"Do you think you can do another demonstration, Gohan-sempai?" a young girl asked. Before Gohan could respond, he felt Kyoya behind him then heard him speak up.

"I'm afraid that will have to wait until next week, dear princesses." Kyoya addressed the three girls sitting across the couch from Gohan. "We're closing up for the weekend now. Thank you for joining us today."

Gohan bid his guests goodbye and went to the broom cupboard to help clean up. He was going to wipe down the tables and needed some cleaner. The front door opened, prompting Tamaki to jump in to action.

"Hello there, mademoiselle! I'm very sorry but our club is closed for the day." The blond king practically leapt over to the person to take their hand. "But I must say that you are more beautiful than this rose that I picked this morning, and I have been waiting to give it to someone as lovely as you." Tamaki pulled out a rose from seemingly nowhere like he does with many of his customers.

Gohan came out of the cleaning closet and saw the familiar Bulma standing there in a red dress that ended above the knee and a small yellow scarf. It looked like she just came from a small business meeting but he knew that Bulma liked to dress up when she wasn't working.

Bulma blinked at him but giggled, accepting the rose. "You must be Souh Tamaki. Your father used a similar line on me just moments ago." She turned and saw Gohan. "Ah Gohan! I got here early."

"Hey Bulma. Did you enjoy your flight out?" Gohan went over to her, holding the rag and spray cleaner he had retrieved.

"I did. The school was unbelievably easy to find. Did you know that the roof was bright pink as well?" she looked at all the people, who were looking at her. "So these are your new friends?"

Gohan was about to answer when Tamaki jumped in, eager to do his introductions. "Yes we have taken Gohan under our wing to learn the ways of entertaining women! In this, Ouran's prestigious Host Club! Fair princess, I— Tamaki, am the president and 'Prince-type' of our club." He waved his hands over to the group scattered in the room. "Our seniors are Honey-sempai, our 'Shota Lolita-type', and Mori-sempai, our 'Wild-type'. We also have the 'Devilish Twins' Hikaru and Kaoru. Haruhi is our 'Natural' host and was our rookie before Gohan joined our family." Tamaki was about to introduce Kyoya but he stepped up.

"Ah Mrs. Briefs, I am Ootori Kyoya, the vice president and 'Cool-type' of the club. I must say that you are quite difficult to get a hold of." He put on his signature smile before opening his notebook. "I would like to get some information in regards to our transportation, if that's alright with you?"

"Alright, Kyoya, go ahead." Bulma crossed her arms, twirling the rose in her hand.

"What sort of transport are we taking to Gohan's residence?"

"It's a Capsule design." Bulma answered.

"I would not expect anything less from your esteemed corporation. May I ask what model?"

"It doesn't have one yet."

Kyoya paused in his writing before clearing his throat. "It must be a relatively new model then. May I ask for information on who will be the pilot?"

"Oh I'll be flying you guys out and picking you up when the weekend is done." Bulma gave a wide grin at Kyoya's slight stumble of his writing. "I build them, I fly them. And this model is for personal use and will not be registered under commercial." Bulma stepped away from Kyoya to walk around the room. "You're actually flirting with girls, Gohan? I heard some yellow dresses giggling about the 'super strong handsome man who could lift the tallest member' on my way in."

Gohan blushed and gave a nervous chuckle. "They're pretty excitable over stuff like that…"

"You are your father's son." Bulma gave a thoughtful sigh. "But then again, Goku wouldn't really understand a lot of things when it came to girls. At least you're learning."

"I think dad would have no problem talking to all these girls. He doesn't get flustered as easily as I do." He rubbed the back of his head.

"Oh, so what 'type' are you anyways? I gotta have something to tell Krillian when he stops by next week."

"Gohan is the 'Strong Gentle-type'! You're very pretty, Bulma-chan!" Honey bounded up beside her. "I'm Haninozuka Mitzuniki but everyone calls me Honey." He held up his pink rabbit. "This is Usa-chan! And this is my cousin Morinozuka Takashi, but everyone calls him Mori." The tallest host nodded politely to her.

"It's nice to meet you both. I hope Gohan hasn't been too much of a trouble-maker for you guys." She giggled.

"Bulma, come on…" Gohan grumbled.

"I'm just teasing, Gohan." Bulma smiled. "Let me know when you guys are ready to go and I'll take you out to the yard so we can go." She went and sat down on a couch, pulling out a small device that seemed to be electronic and started fiddling with it.

The club members swiftly finished with their cleaning to close up for the weekend. Once they were done, Haruhi went up to Bulma as the rest went to get their bags.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Briefs, we're done cleaning up and ready to leave when you are." Haruhi already had her two bags ready.

"Ah, good!" Bulma sent a smile at Haruhi. "How are you with heights by the way?"

"Honestly, I haven't really flown anywhere. I don't have a passport." Haruhi admitted.

"Then I'd like for you to sit upfront with me and the boys can sit in the back." Bulma stood up. "You wear the boys uniform pretty good for a girl." She smiled.

Haruhi blinked. "Did Gohan tell you I was a girl?"

"He didn't have to. I just know these things." Bulma smiled and put her hand on Haruhi's shoulder with a wink. "Your secret's safe with me."

"I don't really care if you tell anyone, but I do appreciate it." Haurhi smiled in return.

Gohan made sure he had all of his homework before going back in to the room, seeing that Haruhi and Bulma were smiling and talking about something.

"So I guess I'm not going to race you to test the speed of my aircraft, eh Gohan?" Bulma teased once she saw Gohan.

"Not today, sorry." He laughed a little. "Can't Vegeta or Trunks help you with that?"

"Nah, Vegeta's a stick in the mud when it comes to that. Think you can help me out next weekend?"

"I don't see why not. I might need to ask for another alarm clock if that's okay."

"Are you throwing it farther than it should go?"

"No, I think it's getting caught in some trees… It came back covered in leaves yesterday morning."

"You throw your alarm clock in the morning?" Haruhi blinked in confusion. She had heard of hitting alarm clocks but not throwing them in the morning.

"Yeah. Um, it's set really loud to make sure I get up and I react by throwing it out the window."

"I made it so that it doesn't break and returns back to its base, like a beacon." Bulma smiled. "My husband throws his alarm clock out the window all the time and I got sick of buying new ones. He takes it as a challenge each morning to see how long it takes to get back." Bulma smiles in amusement.

"It sounds like you love your husband very much." Haruhi commented. Bulma gave a soft smile, her eyes glistening with memory. Gohan gave a small smile too, remembering seeing Trunks for the first time, then passing some time before meeting newborn Trunks. Vegeta may be a hard and rough kind of guy, but... he had certainly changed since Gohan met him so many years ago.

The rest of the club came out of the back room from changing, dressed in designer clothes. They reminded Haruhi of their first outing to her apartment last year.

"We're ready~!" Tamaki announced.

"Okay then! Follow me this way, please." Bulma led them out in to the hall and out in to the back field near the rose garden maze.

"Where is your aircraft, Mrs. Briefs?" the twins harmonized together, looking around, not seeing anything out of the ordinary.

"Right here." Bulma pulled out her capsule case and picked out one labelled with a '7'. She clicked it and threw it away from the group on to the grass.

With a signature 'pop', a large aircraft with a bubble sphere with hybrid jets and propellers came in to view. All the Hosts except for Gohan looked at it with awe.

"How can you compress a large aircraft in to a hand-held capsule…?" Haruhi wondered aloud.

"That is Capsule Corps secret." Bulma winked at her. "Okay, ladies get the front pair of seats and boys can pile in to the back." Bulma went up to the airship and entered a code, allowing a door to open in the back. Bulma put her hand on Haruhi's shoulder to keep her back as the other guys get in. Tamaki jumped in first followed by Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Honey, and Mori respectively.

"Haruhi! Daddy's saved you a spot back here!" Tamaki cried out from inside.

"Boss, Bulma-chan said for the ladies to get the front seats." Hikaru and Kaoru harmonized.

"What? How did she know Haruhi's secret!" Tamaki panicked.

"I'm certain that Mrs. Briefs has her own ways of getting information, Tamaki." Kyoya answered, silencing his rant before it even began.

Haruhi heaved a sigh, actually relieved that she would not be sitting with them.

"I'll take your bag in to the back if you'd like, Haruhi." Gohan offered. Haruhi nodded and gave him her bag before he smile at the two girls, climbing in to the back, closing the hatch behind him.

"This way, Haruhi." Bulma went around to the front to a ladder and activated another switch to open the cockpit. She got Haruhi to climb in first and she followed behind.

Haruhi was a bit confused as to why they had to go in a different way but she quickly saw why. There was a three foot space between the passenger deck and the pilot area. She looked at all the controls and gaped. "Wow."

"Most of the equipment is for scanning and various radio transmitters but a lot of them are just to show status. It's actually quite easy to fly since I programmed it for emergencies."

"Emergencies?" Haruhi tilted her head to the side as she took her seat, buckling up.

"Emergencies ranging from a broken nail to invasions." Bulma looked back at the group, seeing them all seated in pairs minus Gohan, who was in the back in his own row. "Everyone buckled in?" she took a microphone in to her hand, allowing her voice to be sent through unseen speakers. A chorus of 'yes' rang back at her. "Here we go then!" she started up the machine and soon the propellers and jets were lifting the Host Club off the ground.

Honey was cheering, pointing at the ground, "We're getting higher! Yay!"

"It's pretty quiet, eh Hikaru?" Kaoru commented to his twin, watching the jets over their shoulders. Hikaru nodded in agreement.

"This is an impressive design, don't you think, Kyoya?" Tamaki looked bright and happy, like a kid who was shown the latest magic trick.

"The ingenuity is quite something." Kyoya agreed.

Once they were at a high enough altitude, Bulma grabbed the controls and pushed them forward, shooting the aircraft forward, making the twins, Tamaki, and Honey cry out in surprise at the sudden speed.

"Wow, we're already out of the city." Haruhi gasped in amazement as she noticed the buildings disappear in to fields below them.

"It'll only be about ten or so minutes for us to reach Chi-Chi's house." Bulma hit a few switches, looking at something on her radar. "This radar lets us know if there is anyone in the same vicinity as us so that we can communicate and make course corrections."

"So the radar is showing no one around us?" Haruhi asked after looking at the radar screen.

"That's right. Hey, I got an idea, do you want to land us? I programmed it so that even my son can land this and he's only 8 years old." Bulma offered.

"Eh?" Haruhi looked up at Bulma with wide eyes. "Oh no I shouldn't that'd be—"

"Nonsense. I insist. It's easy. I'll be right here to guide you." Bulma hit a few buttons and a second controller came up in front of Haruhi. "Just gently take your hands and put them on either side like this." Bulma spread her fingers to show her palms resting on her own controller. Haruhi reluctantly did as instructed but quickly became engrossed in the instruction that Bulma was giving her.

They came up to the large piece of land that Gohan knew to be home as Bulma guided Haruhi to land the ship in a field close to the house.

"Your house is so cute, Gohan!" Honey pointed to the small dome-like house to the side of their landing site.

Chi-Chi stepped out of the house, waving at Bulma, who waved back. Chi-Chi wore her usual outfit of a yellow Chinese-style dress with purple traditional pants and shawl, a pink circlet holding her hair up in a bun.

After another moment, they touched down and Bulma grabbed her microphone. "We thank you for flying Air Haruhi and hope you enjoy your stay at the Son residence."

"Air... Haruhi?" The boys spoke in confusion, freezing in place at the thought process before Gohan laughed.

"Great flying, Haruhi." Gohan undid his seatbelt and stood up, taking Haruhi's bag. He opened the back hatch and walked out to greet his mom.

"The machine did most of the work..." Haruhi grumbed, undoing her straps , following Bulma out of the cockpit before the rest of the Host Club scrambled out with their bags.

"Hey mom, I'm home." Gohan greeted her with a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Welcome home, Gohan! I see you brought your friends. That's wonderful." Chi-Chi smiled brightly before turning to Bulma. "Ah Bulma, how are you?"

"I'm good, Chi-Chi. How is my little prince been behaving?" Bulma asked about her son.

"Trunks and Goten have been training and exploring to their hearts content. But they're always back for lunch and supper." Chi-Chi giggled, Bulma laughing along at their own private joke.

"Perfect. Then I'll wait here until they get back then."

"In the meantime, Gohan, why don't you show your friends where they'll be staying?" Chi-Chi looked at her son. "Then you can get changed and I'll have supper ready."

"Okay, mom." Gohan looked at the Host Club members, who were watching curiously. "Follow me." he grinned and led them to the Capsule cabins that were a couple yards away. He came up to the first cabin, a single one. "There are three single cabins and two double cabins. Haruhi, you can stay in this one." He handed her bag that he was carrying as she went inside.

"I'll get changed and come back out in a few minutes."

"There's a lock on the door, as well as your own bathroom." Gohan informed her before she closed it.

"Oh good a lock." Haruhi smiled whistfully, glad that she'd get some privacy.

"But Daddy wants to help his little girl!" Tamaki tried to go after her but the door was closed in his face, and a noticeable click signaled that the door was locked. He sat to the side, growing mushrooms.

"Tamaki-sempai, you can stay in this next one here." Gohan pointed to the hut that was right next to Haruhi's.

"Ah! I get to be my darling daughter's neighbour!" Tamaki leapt back up and proceeded to explore the cabin that was designated to him.

"Kyoya-sempai, you get the last single cabin." Gohan walked down to the next one.

"Thank you, Gohan." It wasn't said, but Kyoya was glad he did not have to share with Tamaki. He opened the door and set his bag down inside before closing it again.

"The last two cabins are doubles, with two beds and extra room." Gohan walked to the next two. "Hikaru and Kaoru can stay in this one, and Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai can stay in the final one."

"Great, but we only needed one bed." Hikau and Kaoru shrugged, but let themselves in to their cabin to explore.

"Thanks, Gohan!" Honey went inside, with Mori following.

"I'll be speaking with your mother, if you'll excuse me." Kyoya stated.

"Okay, Kyoya-sempai. I'm going to get changed." Gohan back to the house and went in to his room to get out of the uniform in to one of his blue martial arts training outfit with a red belt and black shoes.

When he got back outside, he saw that everyone was gathered together just outside the house. It appeared that Haruhi had changed in to a short sleeved hoodie and long brown shorts.

"Hey Gohan! You look great in that outfit!" Honey noticed him first, commenting on his appearance.

"Do you always wear that at home?" Hikaru questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Like you do nothing but train?" Kaoru asked, mirroring his twin.

"Well this is comfortable, and I have to make sure that my brother gets his training in after we eat." Gohan didn't see an issue of him wearing his outfit.

"Can we watch? It'd be something to see you train your dear little brother in the ways of combat!" Tamaki grinned.

"I don't see why not..." Gohan turned his head to the woods when he felt a pair of approaching energies. Trunks and Goten were back. Once he saw them come in to view he waved to them, causing the group to turn in the direction that Gohan was facing, seeing the pair of small boys.

"Gohan!" the black-haired Goten called, running forward and jumped at his brother, who caught him with ease.

"Hey Goten! I brought my friends from school." He looked at his brother, giving him a pointed look to not show off.

"A bunch of city people?" Trunks looked at each of them and gave a frown, crossing his arms doing his best impersonation of his father.

"Scary.." The twins and Tamaki huddled together under Trunk's scrutiny.

"Trunks, your mom is here." Gohan let Goten climb up on to his shoulders.

"I figured." Trunks looked at Haruhi and held his hand to her. "Hi, I'm Briefs Trunks. Call me Trunks."

Haurhi blinked and took his hand. "Nice to meet you, Trunks-san. I'm Fujioka Haruhi."

Trunks shook her hand for a moment before letting go.

"Hello Trunks! I'm Souh Tamaki, the president of our-"

"I don't really care." Trunk rolled his eyes at the tall blond guy.

"But why would you introduce yourself to Haruhi and not us?" the twins asked him, their arms crossed.

Trunks looked down and then looked back at Haruhi. "Mom taught me to be nice to girls." He ignored the overdramatic expressions of the three who addressed him before looking over at Goten. "Hey Goten, race you to your room!" He took off in a run.

"Hey no fair! You got a head start!" Goten jumped off of his brother's shoulders and went after his friend.

There was a bit of a pause before Chi-Chi stepped out of the house. "Dinner's ready!" she called at Gohan and his friends.

"Oh boy! A home-style meal from Gohan's wonderful mother!" Tamaki cheered as he went up to Chi-Chi to extend his thanks and praise. Everyone piled in to the house as Chi-Chi started placing multiple bowls of rice, vegetables, beef, pork, steam buns, and bread rolls on the table. The club members gasped at how much food there was- almost enough to feed an army, it seemed.

"Okay, everyone, dig in!" Chi-Chi smiled at everyone. "And don't forget to take some vegetables too!" her voice was bright but her tone left no room for argument. Bulma and Trunks stayed for dinner, since Bulma was talking gossip about fashion trends and whatnot. Trunks was chatting with Goten about what they could do next time they spent time together.

"After we eat, do you want to do that spar, Gohan?" Honey asked, munching on a steam bun.

Goten and Trunks turned to Gohan and Honey. "You're going to spar?" Goten asked.

"Are you going to go easy on him?" Trunks asked, eating some rice from his bowl.

"Well I don't want to hurt Honey-sempai." Gohan shrugged, filling another bowl with rice, his third one.

"What do you mean? You'd purposely hurt me, Gohan?" Honey had tears filled in his eyes.

"No, Honey-sempai, I won't hurt you." Gohan assured him.

"It seems unlikely that you could injure Honey-sempai." Kyoya adjusted his glasses on his nose. "He is, after-all, the Martial Arts Champion of Japan."

Trunks scoffed. "On paper." Everyone looked at Trunks, who ignored them and kept eating.

Honey seemed to ponder this and looked at Gohan. "Ne, Gohan? I'll give it my all if you do."

"I'll give as good as you're willing to give." Gohan replied, knowing that he'd have to hold back anyway.

Honey watched him for a moment, almost considering something before he smiled brightly. "Sounds good!"

When everyone was finished eating, Haruhi offered Chi-Chi if she could help with cleaning up.

"Oh you don't have to, dear. You go on and watch the sparring match and cheer on my Gohan." Chi-Chi giggled, picking up the empty dishes.

Everyone except Chi-Chi made their way outside.

"Hey mom, can we watch Gohan's match before we go back home?" Trunks asked.

"Sure, Trunks. But remember the longer we wait, the less training time with your father." Bulma replied.

"Do you want to get ready first, Honey-sempai?" Gohan asked, indicating to the casual clothes that Honey was wearing.

"Good idea, Gohan. I wouldn't want to get my cute clothes dirty." Honey giggled and bounded to the double-hut that he and Mori were staying.

"...Is he for real?" Trunks asked.

"It's like he's a girl but... not." Goten had a confused look on his face. Gohan couldn't help but smile at his younger brother, since his expression was a splitting image of his dad.

"And he carries a pink bunny..." Trunks grumbled.

"Hey Gohan? Are we going to spar now or later?" Goten asked.

"We'll spar a little later once everyone is comfortable, ok?"

"Okay!" Goten gave a grin that-again- reminded Gohan of his dad.

"I'm ready now!" Honey came out wearing his white training gi along with a black belt. He bounded over to Haruhi. "Haru-chan, can you hold Usa-chan? I don't want Usa-chan to get dirty or hurt during our spar."

"Sure, Honey-sempai." She accepted the pink stuffed animal.

"Where do you want to spar, Honey-sempai?" Gohan asked. "We can do it over here or a bit further out."

"We can spar over there!" Honey pointed out to the field. "That way everyone can see us, ne Gohan?"

"Sounds good."

They all gathered over to the field, and somehow, the spectators produced some chairs to be seated on. Everyone except Chi-Chi was watching. Gohan had to wonder where all the chairs came from… But his thoughts were cut off when Honey went a few feet away from Gohan, taking up a fighting stance, his bright cute smile replaced with a hardened expression.

He almost didn't look like the same person.

Gohan couldn't really feel a big spike of energy coming off of Honey but he'd give him the benefit of the doubt and assume that he could hide his power level. He idly wondered if Honey could sense power levels too.

Kyoya stood from his seat for a moment, holding a video camera in his hand. Gohan gulped, seeing that the twins had whipped out their own recording devices as well.

"The match will be called when a competitor resigns or is unable to continue." Kyoya hit record and the little flashing red light on the three devices indicated that they were now filming. "Begin."

Shadowess: THIS IS IMPORTANT! I am putting up a poll on my profile, but you can submit your votes here too. Choose! Gohan/Videl or Gohan/Haruhi. I personally do like Videl and she will be in this story more, but since this is already an AU, I have two bridges that I could cross down the road... Guide me, oh awesome readers! VOTE!