Author Note: I decided to translate another one of my French fanfics. This time it's a collection of ten unrelated One-Shots that I wrote back in 2006, answering a challenge in a forum. Although they are pretty old, I quite like those stories, and I hope you will like them too.

Enjoy.

P.S: I used the honorifics 'kun', 'chan' and 'san' in the French version, so I'm going to use them here as well.

10 Flavors: Gohan and Videl

One-Shot #1: The smell of hospitals

I woke up; a distinct smell that was beginning to become familiar to me invaded my nostrils. I opened my eyes, sitting up, and looked around me. A hospital room. Just like I thought; my senses never failed me.

I felt pain on my right leg which was in a cast, as well as on my shoulder. I remembered then.

A call from the police. A bank robbery. Fights. Gunshots. That idiot Saiyaman turning up. Then it all went black.

Getting shot by those pathetic robbers. Ugh. And Saiyaman who can't mind his own business. That guy is such a pain. Doesn't he have anything better to do?

I noticed a head laid on the bed; spiky, jet black hair. I only knew one person having such unusual hair…

"Gohan-kun?"

He moved slightly, opened his eyes and straightened up, rubbing his eyelids. "Ah, Videl-san, you're awake."

"Gohan-kun, what are you doing here?" I asked.

He scratched the back of his head, like he always did. "I heard about what happened. I was worried."

I blushed despite myself. "You were worried… about me?"

His cheeks flared up intently, and he looked down at his hands. "Y-Yes…"

He looked up, still as red. I couldn't help but smile at him; he was so cute when he blushed!

Whoa, where does that come from? Since when does Satan Videl think that a boy is cute? I looked at him. Well, it was true…

"Uhm… I… I have something for you." He said, searching in his pocket.

I tilted my head. "What's it?"

He took something out and held it out to me. I looked curiously at his hand.

Huh?

"A… bean?" I said, expecting everything but that.

Sure, it was the intention that counted, and it was already nice of him to think of bringing me something, but… A bean?

"I know that it can seem weird…" He began, again scratching the back of his head.

No, really?

"But promise me to eat it once you're out of the hospital."

He sat on the bed, placed the bean in my hand and closed it, looking at me intently and not letting go of my hand. I blushed again.

"But wha…"

"Don't ask." He cut me off, still not letting go of my hand. "Just, promise me you will, Videl-san."

"I… Okay, I promise."

He smiled. "Okay, good."

He let go of my hand, which I opened, taking the bean between my index finger and my thumb, looking curiously at it. I heard Gohan chuckling, and I looked back at him.

"It doesn't look anything special; it's what's in it that matters." He said.

"Why can't I eat it now?" I asked.

"It's… Uhm… How to put it…" He babbled. "It's to avoid that people ask you too many questions."

"And why would people ask me too many questions?"

"You'll see."

I crossed my arms – grimacing slightly because of my shoulder but ignoring the pain –, pouting.

He laughed. "You're… so cute!"

I felt my face burning, so much that I felt like I was going to explode. Gohan blinked several times, then blushed in turn, seeming to realize what he just said.

"Err… I… Uhm… I mean… uhh…" He stammered.

I lowered my head, my face still as red, biting down my lip. "You… really think so?"

"I… Uhm… Actually I… I think you're… beautiful." He admitted, his face redder than ever.

"I'm not beautiful." I said. "Cute, maybe, but not beautiful."

He lifted my chin, making me look at him in the eyes. "Is that really what you think?"

"I don't think it, I know it."

"You're wrong, then…" He whispered, his face getting closer to mine. "You are… the most beautiful girl… that I've… ever… seen…"

I felt his lips on mines, and closed my eyes, responding to his kiss, my hand placed on his cheek. One of his hands was on my back, pulling me gently towards him, while the other was running through my hair – which was down –, deepening the kiss.

Short on breath, we had to break the kiss. I laid my head in the crook of his neck, sighing in content. After a short while, I lifted my head, looking at him for a moment before kissing him again.

Once again, we had to pull away, lacking air. He looked into my eyes, stroking my cheek. I smiled, laying my head on the crook of his neck again. I then began to play distractedly with his watch.

"Videl-san, don't–"

I pushed a red button, and there was a bright flash of light, blinding me for a few moments. When I recovered my sight, I was shocked by what I saw.

"No…" I murmured.

"Videl-san, let me explain…" Gohan said, now standing and wearing Saiyaman's outfit.

"You… You are…"

"I wanted to tell you, really, but–"

"Liar." I cut him off, feeling the anger rising. "From the beginning… From the beginning, you've been lying to me; 'I'm not Saiyaman, Videl-san! I can barely fight, Videl-san! I swear, Videl-san!'" I said, imitating him. "You… You're so… Gah! To think I kissed you! I kissed Saiyaman!"

There was another flash of light, and Saiyaman's outfit was replaced by Gohan's usual clothes. He lowered his head.

"I'm sorry… I didn't have a choice…" He said.

"Go away." I murmured, holding back tears.

His head jerked up. "Videl-san–"

"Just go away! I don't want to see you again! Ever!" I yelled, tears falling down on my face, clouding my sight.

"Videl-san… I…"

"Are you deaf? I told you to leave!"

He sighed, and went toward the exit. He stopped at the door, his back to me. "Videl-san, I… I love you."

And he left. My eyes wide, I covered my mouth with my hand and stifled a sob.

What was worse, I loved him too.

oOoOoOo

Erasa visited me, then my father, as well as others. Finally, I was out of the hospital a few days later. I'd kept the strange bean that he had given me, although I was very tempted to throw it away a few times. I ate it once in my room.

The pain disappeared the moment I swallowed it. I blinked several times, then broke my cast with a punch. Nothing was left, not even a scar. I removed the bandage from my shoulder. The same happened there.

"What the…?"

Indeed, if I'd eaten this bean while I was in the hospital, I wouldn't have been able to explain how my wounds disappeared.

I smiled. "Thanks, Gohan-kun…"

oOoOoOo

I was back to school the next day. Everyone was asking me how come I didn't have any wounds anymore, and I would answer them with a shrug.

"I'm glad you ate the bean. I was afraid you would throw it away."

I turned around, looking into Gohan's eyes. "I thought of doing that several times, but it intrigued me."

"I'm glad you didn't." He said.

"What was that bean, exactly?"

"It's a Senzu Bean. It can heal any kind of wound, except for sicknesses."

Silence followed, which Gohan broke after a short while, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Look, Videl-san, I… I'm really sorry."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You'll need more than that, Gohan-kun, if you want me to forgive you."

He seemed to think for a time, his hand holding his chin, brows furrowed. Then his face lit up.

"Would you like to learn how to fly?"

The End