Disclaimer: I do not own Dbz, it's characters or plotline; this belongs to Akria Toriyama and Toei Animation.

Note: This is my first Fanfiction story. Please leave any constructive feedback or comments you have, positive or negative, on the storyline, length of chapters, character representation, point of view (POV), formatting, grammar, etc. I will try my absolute hardest to respond to your comments and adjust accordingly. Also, if I have misspelled any names or locations please let me know and I will be sure to edit the story for future readers. I am not completely certain of how many chapters I will be making for this story. The characters, for the most part, are true to their original personalities.

Context: This story takes place on Kami's Lookout after everyone is reunited and Majin Buu is deemed to no longer be a threat to Earth. The Z-Fighters are reunited with their friends and families. During their time apart, Videl and Gohan have realized their feelings for each other but have yet to discuss them. Videl is aware of Gohan's secret identities as the Gold Fighter, the Great Saiyaman and the Delivery Boy. In the Afterlife, Bulma and ChiChi told Videl about the Saiyan heritage. Everyone on Earth has forgotten about the events regarding Majin Buu's evil and about Gohan being the Gold Fighter, the Great Saiyaman and the Delivery Boy.

Videl's POV

I can't believe it's finally over. It felt like only seconds ago I was in the Afterlife. Yet now, I have never felt more alive.

Standing off to the side, I allow everyone space to reconnect with their friends and loved ones. I reach my hand up to touch my cheek, my tears were still fresh from my reunion with Gohan. I didn't know whether to hug him or call him an idiot when I first saw him behind me. So, I did both. It was such an emotionally overwhelming moment. He is such an idiot.

Emotions that I have kept inside, since I had heard of his death, came flooding out. I cried on his chest for a good five minutes, hitting him half-heartedly. Everyone had their eyes on us as he wrapped his arms around me to return the embrace. With my left cheek resting on Gohan's chest, I looked to the side to see Krillin with his family. He was smirking knowingly; I knew he would never let this go without a suggestive tease or joke.

After what seemed like a lifetime of standing in his embrace, I pulled away. My cheeks are still red and wet from my tears and embarrassment. He still had that dorky smile still on his face with a tint of red on his cheeks. Even as he walked toward his family to celebrate and my father pulled me into his embrace, I kept my thoughts on Gohan. I can still feel the pressure of his hand on my shoulder. It felt heavier.

He's gotten stronger.

"Baby girl, are you listening to me?"

I turn to see my father staring at me expectantly. Buu and Bee standing at his side, watching and waiting for my response as well. I love my dad so much, but he lied to me. I pushed those thoughts away. His deception and fraud are the last things I need in my head right now.

"Sorry dad, just deep in thought." I couldn't meet his gaze right now. I need time to think, time to process. I just want to be grateful we're alive. All of us.

"Honey, when we get home, I'd really like to talk with you. Alone." I could tell he was nervous. He turned his head to stare off the edge of the tower. Dad was by no means a man of few words; is he planning on telling me the truth? I suppose that with the interruption at the World Tournament and the fight with Buu, I haven't really spoken to him since the loss in my first match. I knew what he needed to tell me. He wanted to give an explanation; one I am not ready for. Everything I had built my life on had been a lie. I felt fresh tears welling in my eyes, but I held them back. I simply nodded in return.

Shifting my gaze from my dad; I turned to look at Gohan and his family. They stood about 6 metres from mine. They held each other lovingly while ChiChi continued to cry. Goten was snuggled comfortably in her arms with Goku holding them both. Gohan stood at their side; a mix of relief and joy on his features. Those features. Looking him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze I had all too often, I realized how much he had changed.

It wasn't his height, or his more defined muscles that caught my eyes; it was his face. His jaw line seemed more structured, giving him an older appearance. His eyes which had always seemed so innocent and youthful, now appeared wiser and more certain. One thing that hadn't seemed to change was his trademark smile. His smile. The corners of my lips turned upwards. It always manages to reach his eyes, instantly brightening his features. I had not realized it until the time we spent separated by death; he's handsome.

Gohan must have sensed I was staring because before I could react, our eyes met. Crap. It was too late to look away. He shifted his body to face me fully, a smile still gracing his face. He continued to hold my gaze; I could feel my face reddening by the second.

Look at something else, anything but me. I had never felt nervous being under his gaze before, but this time it was different. Although he was still smiling, his features became more serious. He appeared conflicted; he was as deep in thought as I was.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. Come on Videl; pull yourself together. Since when do I get nervous, especially because of a guy?

But Gohan isn't just some guy. I haven't told him how I feel. Even I'm not completely certain of how I feel. I know I love him. I love him, but how could I tell him? Bulma and ChiChi called me out on it in the Afterlife. I had never been more embarrassed in my life (pun absolutely intended). I couldn't even deny it. His well-mannered personality and charming smile is enough to woo any girl, but that's not all.

He's genuine, truly genuine. Despite my father taking his glory and fame from the events of the Cell Games, he remains kind. When saving the world countless times with acts of bravery and selflessness, he remains humble. Gohan has a genuine and kind heart. I know he's the Great Saiyaman, the Gold Fighter and the Delivery Boy from the Cell Games. I know he is not entirely human. With all that has happened and all that I have learned between aliens, wizards and flying, I am not entirely surprised.

I shifted my gaze to see his legs moving; he's walking over to me.

Gohan's POV

I can't believe it's finally over. Everyone was wished back to life; everyone was safe.

Videl's greeting wasn't all that unexpected. She pounded on my chest half-heartedly as she cried. I couldn't help but smile when she muttered "idiot" every few sniffles. I felt her arms tighten around my torso as she pulled me into a hug. I looked up to see knowing smiles and teasing smirks directed at us, but I didn't care.

My family is finally whole. I am thankful that Goten will grow up with his father, and my mother with her husband. This fight was worth it, and so was the teasing. I let my arms find their way around her back and pulled her closer. After a few moments into the embrace I felt Videl pull away. After giving her a reassuring smile, I went to join my family in their reunion.

It is a beautiful thing to watch. Mom can't seem to stop crying and scolding Dad for not coming back sooner. Goten is smothered in between both and seems to be loving every minute of the new-found attention from Dad. Losing Dad during the Cell Games took a toll on everyone. Mom is strong, but during that time, she had to work extra hard to be. Goten grew up not knowing Dad, but that didn't make it any less hard for him. I knew he envied Trunks for having Vegeta, and even myself for at least having some memories of him. Now is the time. We can make new memories together, as a family. I can't believe that, after all this time, my family is finally whole again.

Feeling a gaze on me, I look to the side to see Videl staring at me. Her usual judgemental eyes were softer. I could tell she was contemplating something.

Something...about my face?

Analyzing Videl's features reminds me of why I hold such strong feelings for her in the first place. She is beautiful. There was no denying that. Her striking ocean blue eyes contrasted with her dark raven hair perfectly. Every guy in school wanted to date her, and every girl wanted to be her. But she didn't care for the attention. She turned down every guy pursuing her. Most were after her fame, fortune and beauty, but what I saw inside of her we much more precious.

Her spirit. Videl is so fierce, passionate and confident. She never backs away from a challenge, whether it is saving the citizens of Satan City or a screaming match with my mother. She is resilient. Not only learning about ki, but to apply it to flying. Accomplishing something that only few humans can do, and what others can only dream of doing. Her fighting style is also something to behold. She may not be as strong as the other humans like Krillin, Tien or Yamcha, but she was still strong. She fights with such precision and grace. Using her talent and skills to help others in need. She is truly amazing. During my training with the Kai's, I couldn't help but think of her.

I wanted to see her again; I needed to see her again. I know I would do anything for her.

And yet I'm still lying to her.

Videl knows about my past as the Delivery Boy and my current alternate identity as the Great Saiyaman. What about my heritage? When I tell her about my bloodline, about who I really am, what will she think? She may think I'm a freak and will want nothing to do with me, or even worse, she'll be afraid of me. No, I cannot keep lying to her. I need to come forward; she deserves to know.

Her eyes finally land on mine. Her cheeks are flushed red from tears and embarrassment? I turn my whole body to face her and I hold her stare; I can tell she is holding back. She must have lots of questions. I'm honestly a bit surprised she managed to hold herself back this long. As her eyes continue to bore into mine, I can feel my own cheeks flush.

What is she thinking?

Neither of us can seem to look away. I need to do this now, before I lose my nerve. I move forward to where she is, keeping my pace slow but confident.

I'll tell her. I'll tell her everything.