I removed this story and then put it back. I respelled Gohan's name right sorry I misspelled it
in the first place. Make sure to review, Thanks enjoy.
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Captive Heart
       Prologue
Videl was driving home from school, when she saw a young man by the street holding
a bloodied hand to his stomach. Immediately stopping, she hopped out of the car and rushed
over to him, and asked, "What happened? How bad is it?"
The man looked up apparently startled by her words, and gave her a bland stare.
"Well? Do you need my help or shall I go?" she snapped out feeling embarrassed.
"Why. . .why would you want to help me?" It seemed to take out a lot of effort to get out
just those words.
"I know you are hurt, and I know that you are a male. That's enough for me. It never
hurt to help someone in need. Now, are you going to stand there all day or are you going to
let me help you?" She asked him impatiently.
Nodding the man removed his had and hissed through his teeth when she began to
touch his wound.
"Oww, a gunshot wound. How did you come upon that?" she asked him, then before
she let him answer she told him, "Stay here, don't move. Got that?" Running over to her car
she took out a first aid kit, before scurrying back over to him. "What's your name anyway?
Mine's Videl."
"Ga. . . Gohan." he bit the words out as her gentle hand began to unbutton his shirt.
Pulling the shirt off she cleaned up the blood on his stomach. She wrapped a cloth
like bandage around his waist and held her hand just over the spot where his wound was, she
then commanded, "Gohan, listen to me. This is important, you have to hold your hand over
this spot and apply pressure hard enough to keep a lot of blood from flowing. I am taking you
to my house, there I will take out the bullet, now, come on!"
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Videl studied Gohan out of the corner of her eye.  He had on brown ripped up clothing
his skin was tan but it was so dirty it seemed black from not being washed for so long. He had
a black beard which anyone one could tell he didn't like. He had black hair down to his
shoulders and it was so greasy it made her sick to her stomach. There was no doubt about it
he was a bum. But she took pity on him and vowed to give him a normal life.
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Gohan turned his head, wincing when he felt a sharp slice of pain in his stomach. He
couldn't keep from looking at . . . Her. 'What had she said her name was? Oh yeah, Videl.' She
had short black hair her peach skin went well with it. She wore a white silk blouse, a pair of
purple pants, and some gloves on her hands. All in all, she really was quite beatiful. He kept
asking himself one question, "Why is she helping a . . . .bum like me?" He didn't want her pity,
he didn't want anyone's pity. Stiffening, he sat quietly thinking.
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When Videl got home she led Gohan inside and helped him lay down against the cold
floor in her huge bathtub. She took off the bandage which of course was already bloody.
Getting her medical case she took the bullet out after she gave him a shot that put him to
sleep. Afterwards she stitched up the small cut and decided he needed a good washing.
She could only go through with washing his upper body. She ended up calling her friend Goku
over. When he rang  the doorbell she jumped up and opened it for him. "Thanks Goku. Could
you wash the rest of him and, and could you perhaps shave off that beard of his? Oh and did
you bring the----"
"Relax Videl. I brought the clothes. Now go get cleaned up and let me get him ready.
"Thanks Goku you're a real friend."
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Gohan couldn't believe his luck. He'd been washed up, his beard was gone, he had a
new pair of pants, he hadn't had a new pair of pant since he was 18 and he was 25 now. He
was treated like a king, his every whim was met. He'd never been treated this way before, he
loved it! He asked Videl for a new hair cut she gave him a book to choose from. He got anything
he wanted, he got food he couldn't buy until now.
His stomach felt better, heck, he barley even noticed it anymore. One day Videl came
into his room and said, "Gohan, my dad is coming home today, you need to be very nice and
you just might make it into the family.
He seemed somewhat surprised by that, "You mean I'll belong. . I'll have a family?" He
asked incredulously.
"Yes, If you play your part right. His name is Hercule."
"Hercule? As in the guy who fights on T.V.?"
"Yes that's my dad."
"WOW!"
"Wow what?"
"I said Wow because I wish my dad was like yours."
"Oh--"
"I'll take that as a compliment." A deep voice boomed from the doorway. Hercule
stepped into the room. "And who is this Videl?"
"Daddy, this is Gohan. He's homeless and is with out a family. I found him by the
street bleeding from a gunshot wound. I took him home and took out the bullet."
"What did I tell you about letting strangers in the house Videl?" Hercule asked looking
over Gohan.
"But Daddy he didn't even want to come with me here in the first place. And you always
wanted a son, and he is perfect. So what do you say Daddy?"
"You had this speech planned to melt my heart didn't you?"
"Oh Daddy. Thanks so much. Gohan, welcome to the family."
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Six months Later
Videl was a block from school, on her way home, when she heard a twig snap behind
her. From out of nowhere a hand grabbed her, she screamed one last scream before letting
darkness take over.