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Title: Prom Date

Author: The Unconventional Lady

Summary: With prom just around the corner, Son Gohan finds himself the target of the many girls looking for the "perfect" prom date. Unfortunately for them, there is only one person he wants to spend such a special night with and Videl is going to make sure that he gets his wish…Shounen Ai

A/N: This story contains BOY LOVE! Don't like, don't read.

A/N: I am so sorry! Some how this story just disappeared, so I had to repost it. That's what I get for messing around with "Fault" and "Blame".

Chapter 1: Videl's Plans

There were multiple girls staring at him. He could feel their burning stares on the back of his neck. Since he and Videl had broken up, Son Gohan had become the star in the fantasies of two thirds of the female population of Orange Star High School. The poor demi-saiyan had received two hundred love letters, fifty boxes of chocolate and seventeen pairs of panties. He had taken to hiding on the school roof to avoid the throngs of young women who desired nothing more than to sit at his lunch table. Son Gohan was being harassed by love struck school girls. Oh how he wished he could tell them exactly why he and Videl had ended their six month relationship.

She hadn't been surprised when he had broken down and told her the truth. It had become obvious to her as she observed the two of them together. Videl was not a stupid girl. She knew the feelings, however strong, between herself and Gohan did not stand a chance against the love the boy felt for his dearest friend.

But even she had been unable to put a stop to the frightening behavior of Orange Star's ladies. She had tried, spreading rumors that he was a jerk and a terrible boy friend. She had even gone as far as telling the entire girl's locker room how terrible Gohan was in bed (though neither of them had even considered going that far, even at the peak of their relationship). None of this had worked, the girls were as pushy as ever and Gohan was beginning to crack under the pressure. But despite all of the adoring letters and various under garments, the demi-saiyan was not desperate enough to tell the truth.

Even now, when a girl who's name Gohan didn't even know licked her lips and wiggled her eyebrows at him, he didn't think that would be such a good idea. Revealing that he had fallen in love with a man…an alien, no less, was probably the stupidest thing he could do. Especially if the Namek, in some bizarre twist of fate, ever caught wind of it.

Videl had spent the majority of the two months since their break up trying to convince Gohan that Piccolo felt the same way about him. She had seen it, watching the way the Namek's face softened every time he looked at his student, witnessing a quiet moment in which the two simply sat side by side, observing Piccolo's favorite waterfall. Though she did not know the former demon well, it didn't take a genius to figure out that Gohan was everything in Piccolo's life and so much more.

Gohan had refused to listen, however. He had taken to ignoring the girl's words, insisting that Piccolo only thought of him as a good friend and student. "Nothing more," he had told her, "To Piccolo-san, I am a sparring partner. He would never consider me as a…"

The word "mate" had gotten stuck in his throat. Literally seconds after he realized his feelings for his former teacher he had resigned himself to the fact that Piccolo would never, not even to save his own life, take Gohan as his mate. Videl, the only person he had trusted with the truth, could not persuade him otherwise.

That didn't mean she had given up. Sitting beside him in their math class and observing the very inappropriate behavior of the girl on her other side, she made a decision. Slowly, she maneuvered her foot so it was over her ex's. Then, not so slowly, she slammed it down.

"OUCH!" Gohan turned his onyx eyes on her, clearly angry, "What was that for?!"

The teacher, who had a reputation for being rather nasty, whirled on the two of them (they had the misfortune of sitting in the front row) and snarled, "WHAT was that, Mr. Son?!"

Gohan blanched under his teacher's almost murderous stare, "N-nothing, sir, I just-…"

"YOU WHAT?" the man roared, spittle flying from his mouth. Videl stood up.

"I apologize sir," she said in a remarkably calm voice, considering the man before her suddenly resembled an angry bull preparing to charge, "I accidentally kicked Gohan."

"ACCIDENTALLY?!" He was beginning to turn a remarkable shade of purple, "THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS ACCIDENTALLY KICKING SOMEONE! PRINCIPLE'S OFFICE, MISS SATAN! NOW!"

The entire class, including the bewildered Gohan, gaped at Videl. She simply shrugged, threw Gohan a significant look, and left the classroom. And suddenly, without any warning at all, Gohan had the strangest urge to run to Capsule Corp., steal a ship, and hide in the deepest recesses of space for the rest of his life. Whatever Videl was doing...he was sure he wasn't going to like it one bit.

Out in the hallway, Videl strode straight passed the office and directly to the front doors of the school. None of the administrators she passed bothered to stop her, they were quite used to Satan Videl leaving the school to help the police in various stand offs and bank robberies. It was lucky for Videl that they had no idea she had no intention to help the police today.

No, today Videl was going to help one of her best friends win over the one he loved.