One Heart…

A/N: I don't own DBZ. I was inspired by an old fanfic that I killed and want to revive into this story. I hope you enjoy and feedback and reviews are always appreciated and welcomed.

Summary: He took her mother away and now Videl is sadly alone. Her soul wonders among the spiteful student body, but that is until she finds someone with the same problem. Will these two left behind be able to form a bond stronger than they ever dreamed? But when the man that took her mother's life enters Videl's, what barrier will be able to stop him?

Chapter One: Broken (Heart)

The woman kissed her daughter on the cheek, then her other cheek. "Love you, baby."

The little girl beamed. "Love you too, mommy." Her mother brushed a stray hair from her face before opening the door then her umbrella. "Videl I promise this present will be something to remember and so shall this day."

Videl nodded and stood by the door waving to her mother until the red car was out of view. Videl stayed up all night completed excited and worried at the same time. The man on the radio kept on announcing flash flood warnings and slippery roads; but Videl hoped that her mother would survive. After all, she had faith.

Videl saw the back door open, but she was slightly disappointed when she saw her brother, sister and father at the door. They were damp from the rain and their eyes were also a different shade of blue, was it a poignant blue?

Videl dropped her crayons and ran to her brother and sister wanting to ask them questions, such as where they're mother was. Her older sister immediately embraced Videl as if she was her own lifeline. Videl looked lost and confused as her eyes danced from her impassive father, to her silent brother and her crying sister. Looking closely she could see a tear forming her brother's left eye, and what she saw in those eyes made her heart stop. It all seemed to be quiet and tense; they spoke the three words Videl, dreaded the most hear then.

Videl abruptly moved away from her sister and stepped back. She shook her head for she couldn't believe what they had just said. It wasn't true, why would they lie to her and say such things? How could they? But it was true… wasn't it?

Her mother… was gone.

**

The choir continued to sing and their voices grew quieter and calmer. "I was lost…"

"Kami, I'm still so lost." Videl murmured to herself. She smoothed out her dress; she never wore a dress for anyone, except for her mother. Her mother was right, life was just too short. Videl thought she'd always be there for her. For her first kiss, her first boyfriend, her first love, her first baby…and just like that she was gone. All those hopes were shattered and snatched from her heart. It hurt, it felt like being punched and shoot in the heart and stomach all at once.

It all came out, all at once and it seemed her emotions couldn't be sealed no more. How could they expect her to speak… she just didn't know what to say. How could they understand what she felt?  None of them knew her mother like she did. She knew what she wanted to say… she wanted to ask Kami, why did he take her mother away from her? Why then and just why her? "Momma you said you'd never leave me… but you did momma."

One month later

Cries of a little girl were heard through out a house. The lights came on in the room as a male rushed over to her and cooed her.

"Oh daddy..! Where's mommy?" she cried.

"Err…Mom's gone dear…you remember don't you?" he said softly.

The girl nodded with a muffed 'yes' as she wiped her tears in his shirt.

Her mussed black hair and her blue eyes sparkled as she dried the last of her sorrows.

"We'll visit mommy tomorrow, ok sweet pea?"

"Ok…" she sniffed.

"So, what do you want to be?"

"…A police officer! Like mommy! I want to kick crime's butt! And 'sides Momma, died that way too! She was the best! I miss her so"

"Hush, now…That's the past…go to sleep" he kissed her forehead and tuck the four year old into bed "Night pumpkin"

"Night daddy…" she turned as he switches the lights off. "…Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"Can I stay with you please?"

He shrugged "Why not? I'm up and it's six in the morning! I've gotta train in two hours so come on"

"Yeah!" she chimed hopping into his arms holding her teddy bear.

He smiled at his young prodigy in his arms "*your mother would be proud little one*"

It has been now one month since the Cell games… one two weeks after Videl's mother's death.

Eleven-year old Videl lay down on the bed watching her father practice his training with combos. He sighed and took a picture out of his pocket and smiled wryly at it.

"…Daddy? What's wrong? You ok?" she asked.

"Err..." he sniffed "I-It's nothing Sweet Pea, go back to sleep"

"But dad—Humm" she sighed and turned. Hurcule returned to his training. Videl wasn't asleep she sighed as she looked ahead "Oh daddy…" she looked at the photo of her, her dad but her mother's face was torn off of it. She sniffed "Oh daddy...y-you don't understand me at all…." Tears rolled down her cheek as it soaked into her pillow.

** 6 Years

"...Now, now." Cahokia hugged Videl. "Going back to school won't be so bad, right?"

"Oh Cahokia, I can't." Videl sighed. "It's just…"

The woman nodded. "I understand Videl. It will take time… hopefully you find someone who will make you smile again."

Videl scoffed dryly. "Please, don't make me laugh at such foolishness."

"…Foolishness? Dear child." Cahokia didn't finish only because the two heard the clock chime eight. "Well you better be off. I'm sure everything will be fine. It's been what two weeks since you left school."

"Try two months, Cahokia." Gloomily, Videl grabbed her backpack and her sneakers. "Well, I better get going. I'll probably have tons of makeup work and tests to catch up on."

Cahokia hugged Videl and felt a tinge of pain as the child remained ridged and distant. It was odd, well from the Videl she remembered two years ago. Now it's been nearly a year since Videl's mother died. Not only did Videl's grades suffer but the friendship she and Videl had. The thirty-year old maid sighed and hurried to the window seeing Videl just leaving the gates of the driveway. "I do hope everything will work itself out… I hate to see Videl like this… this is just not her." Again she sighed and went downstairs to sweep and ponder.

School

Videl swallowed. She held her head up high and didn't look down no matter what. She had some of her dignity left and dammit she was going to keep it. She couldn't shake the looks everyone gave her and the eyes battering through her back as she walked. She opened her locker and managed to dodge a few of the silly string from hitting her. Why was everyone after her or giving her the 'evil-eye' when she did nothing wrong. She hated this, even her best friend Erasa and her boyfriend Sharpener, ditched her a week ago. So the announcer man and a few of her father's students came clean on the whole Cell thing, why were they after her when she believed the truth, well what her father defined as the truth of the Cell Games? Even though she suspected things it didn't give them a right to literally attack her and dismiss him as being a father who cared for his daughter's hopes. Her father was the one who got her mother mad before she went out into that storm. Her father, who didn't even try to get to know her, neglected his family and went on with life without looking back. Her father who picked up the next available woman off the street and wanted his children to call her MOM!

Videl slide down onto the floor. Mom was a special word and some woman can't just come and demand the title. Her mother loved her, unlike this woman who was only after the family fortune. Videl covered her eyes but she refused to shed one tear, those tears dried up months ago. She'd remain cold, distant and wouldn't love again. She realized then and there, the people who she loved the most always got hurt. It wasn't fair. Didn't she deserve to have her own share of love without having to know she was going to lose it? Her stomach turned up and down and her face began to turn a bright red before she managed to clam down. She heard the bell and knew period one was over. Getting off the floor Videl dusted off her jeans and began to walk to her next class.

Elsewhere

"I don't feel like it."

"Hum…Now Gohan."

"Grandmother, I said I don't feel like it." His voice was sterner than before.

Her hazel eyes grew dark as she gripped the bed sheets. "Don't YOU, dare say that to me mister. I may not be the old woman a grandmother is 'supposed' to look and be like but I have authority over you. Your mother left me in charge of you and Goten…"

"…After she abandoned us." Gohan finished.

"You best not say that again, young man!"

"Why?" Gohan challenged.

"You know very well she died in child birth." His grandmother scolded. "Goten's barely a few months old and he needs his brother. Without your grandfather and I you possibly couldn't survive in the real world. You're barely 13."

"15." The Ox king interrupted. "And Goten's six years old."

"Really?" she looked astounded and tears began to flow down her cheeks. "My baby's been dead that long?"

Gohan ignored her. "...Hump. I know I can survive in this stupid world. What's there to worry about? I know myself and I've been in nature for as long as I can remember training with Piccolo when I was real young. There's nothing to it."

His grandmother groggily swings her black shoulder length hair from her face before glaring once more at her grandson.

The Ox king stood up. "Just go to school. Just for one day, that's all we ask."

Rolling his eyes Gohan replied. "Fine, I'll go… but I won't like it. They're all snobs and probably really ditzy. They only care about their stupid hair and how they dress. They're no different from one another."

"You had your breakfast now go, already." His grandmother shooed him outside.

Reluctantly Gohan took flight heading towards Satan City, but the young saiyan took his time.

Slowly he flew over the trees, "Why do I need to go to school. I should be in college instead of Middle School. Oh yeah, I need to 'socialize' with kids my age." Gohan grunted again and folded his arms over his board chest. "Socialize my ass."

Wouldn't his parents be surprised to see him now? He sure changed from that loving boy they knew to a dark rebelling teen.  His grandmother went on and on about him going on the wrong path. There was no risk for them and besides whom did he love so much that he'd kill himself just to be with them. Maybe that's what love does to someone and why his mother died so soon barely a few months after the Cell games and his father's death. He guessed the pain and acknowledgement was too great for her. But she wasn't the one who killed him, he did…! Didn't he?

"Forget it!!" Gohan yelled. He didn't need this; all he needed was to prove to his grandparents that school was a bust. He saw the school coming into view and found his first impression of it being 'not bad'. With great ease he landed on the roof and opened the roof door. He walked down a couple of stairs to the second floor then a few more to the bottom floor.

Gohan paused seeing a girl walked right past him. She was strong but nothing to worry about. But those haunting blue eyes… it seemed she was in more pain then him. She turned and glanced at him before blushing and looking away. Gohan smirked. Maybe this school wouldn't be so bad after all.

Next Time… The Lost Soul…

A/N: Don't worry there will be romance to come in the next and future chapters. Gohan and Videl are 16 in this story and I hope this will be longer.  Please review.

Completed on: 3/26/2004