A/N: I have been wanting to write this for so long, so I finally did.
Warning: Son Gohan/Piccolo. The rating is there for a reason.
"You know, I was sort of expecting this reaction, but I was thinking that maybe you wouldn't smile literally right after I've just done it," the feisty, raven-haired teen admonished, while still managing to pull off her signature smug smirk.
The demi saiyan instantly realized that expressing as much glee as he had after gaining the news of their relationship ending could be considered extremely insensitive, especially considering that they had been dating consistently for almost a year now. Not to mention that their senior prom is scheduled in less than 2 months and even with Videl's boyish personality, she was still very much excited to attend with her best friend, Son Gohan. Even if she did refuse to show it.
Gohan laughed sheepishly while placing his hand behind his head in the signature Son way, and absently stroked his black locks as a nervous tick. "Kami, sorry Videl.." the nervous saiyan choked out, probably a little too loudly, his excitement from the situation still running its course.
"Save it Gohan. I know that your happiness over this isn't intentional. I know what this means for you. I know how you feel. How you've always felt." Videl reached for the demi saiyan's hand and rubbed her thumb softly across the back of it, "Look at me. It's okay. It really is."
"I love you V, I really do..." Gohan trailed off, suddenly feeling like a jerk for making good out of the situation.
"I know you do, but it's not the same as how I love you. That kind of love unfortunately belongs to someone else." Videl replied, another smirk forming on her lips, "Someone smart. And levelheaded. Tall.. And green." The teen added with a slight sneer as an image of the over 7 foot tall, very green Namekian flashed into her mind.
Gohan could feel the stream of blood rushing up to his cheeks beneath his skin at the mention of his beloved mentor. An image of the namek sitting cross-legged in front of a waterfall, levitating a few inches above the ground with a light blue-ish aura surrounding his mass ran through the love-struck teen's mind. The color green sitting and swirling in his mind, making him feel splendidly dizzy. Making only one thought able to escape inside his mind, 'beautiful'.
"H-How did you kn-" Gohan stammered. Videl scoffed and interrupted quite abruptly. "How could I not know? I mean, come on. You only talk about him all the time while we're together. Hell, Gohan, even on dates I have to hear about how cool it would be if you had pointed ears like Piccolo-samaaa."
The blood continued to rush further, up into his ears at the mention of him practically cooing his sensei's name. His favorite name.
"Not to mention those 'comics' I found underneath your bookshelf. Filled with elf like creatures that look very much like what I'm presuming is your 'type'. I've got to hand it to you though, hiding those in plain sight so that your crazy ass mom wouldn't find them was pretty smart." Videl continued, not even trying to hide her smugness at this point.
Gohan's face resembled that of an apple after Videl's explanation met his ears. 'No. Do not think of apples right now.' Chided Gohan's mind, as it was brought back to the memory of that night. The night when he had felt so alone, and so starving. Until Piccolo had compassionately and discreetly given him food, food in the form of two round, red, and delicious, juicy apples.
That was the followed by a daydream of an instance in one of his doujinshi. The character taking the form of his mentor instead. The demi saiyan imagined his sensei lying face down on a couch, clad in bright red colored knee-high stockings with lace covering the openings. His mentor was also wearing lacy red shorts that just barely covered the curve of his perfectly sculpted bottom, leaving his upper half exposed. His impossibly long, green legs bent towards the ceiling and spread just so much so that it could appear inviting and his elegant fingers held a book as his eyes flickered over the pages interestingly.
That mental fantasy was cut off as soon as Gohan realized the extreme tightness in his pants. Oh, and the fact that he was still entertaining Videl's company and he hadn't replied in a solid minute.
"See that. You never got that dreamy look with me. But at one mention of your giant crush, you're practically drooling. Among other things.." Videl finished her statement, barely managing to get her point across as a hearty laugh erupted through her chest and out of her mouth.
Gohan wasn't quite sure if his face would go any redder as he tried to shift around in his place on the couch in Videl's grand living room to try and hide his stiff problem.
"It's really not funny Videl." The demi saiyan tried to sound angry, but really, he couldn't. He felt extremely relieved that his best friend was not heartbroken, or at least it didn't seem that way to him as he watched her almost falling on the carpeted floor out of her obnoxious laughter. He was happy to see that Videl could get some sort of enjoyment out of this situation and was also extremely glad that he finally had someone to talk to about his sticky situation and complex feelings for his mentor. The fact that that someone just happened to be his best friend, made it so much better.
"So, I know this is probably going to turn out to be pretty awkward for you, even though I've made it that way already, but.." Gohan hesitated for a moment, only breaking out of it when he saw Videl's sudden curious and gentle look.
"I need your help."
A/N: Any thoughts?