HELLO THERE! Demi-legend, reporting with another new fic! I know, ANOTHER A/U FIC…..I've hit a major writer's block for MTFLTL, so I decided to write this one out first when the idea hit my head. But don't worry, I'm still working on MTFLTL, and I'm re-editing the chapters for it.

This fic is going to be Romance/Humor! About Gohan and Videl! TRIAL FICCY!

WARNING: the first parts of the fic will NOT contain lemon, but it will have a little bit of lime and Mature terms. So if you're a kiddy, don't read. If you're at least thirteen years old and mature enough, then go ahead.

Summary: Videl is having some sexual problems with her fiancée, so she asks for help from her best friend, Erasa who suggests that Videl go and meet the legendary "Dr. G-spot" which turns out to be, that's right you guessed it, Gohan Son. What will happen when Videl meets Gohan, and he stimulates her into a new world of pleasure? I suck at summaries, trust me, the story is way better!

Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z

"Dr. G-Spot"

by: Demi-legend

Chapter 1

Videl bit on her lower lip, drumming her polished fingers across the wooden table anxiously, her flip-flops clogged feet tapping on the cemented floor with a certain impatient rhythm. That's what she was, impatient.

"Well!"

The blonde woman sitting across from her, Erasa, lowered her icecap with a sigh. "Are you sure you want me to help you?"

"Obviously!" Videl exclaimed through gritted teeth. "If I didn't then I wouldn't be asking you now would I?"

Normally, she wouldn't talk to her best friend this way. But she was pissed, troubled, annoyed, and her best friend was being stupid. Kami must hate me up there…

Erasa's eyes darted around, checking to see if anyone had heard Videl's sudden outburst. "Jeez Del, calm down will you. I'm only making sure." She fished out a pad of paper and a pen from her Gucci purse before glancing around again. "Before I do this, I need for you to tell me again what it is that's wrong."

Knowing Erasa would do anything to help her, Videl relaxed herself in her seat and leaned back uncomfortably. After a deep breathe, she began her story. "Dean and I are engaged so naturally we'd be…….exploring each other's bodies and having- having uhmm, you know…….sex," Videl whispered the last part as if confessing a deep dark secret. "And, well- he's, I'm not….he can't, err, we're…."

Erasa rolled her eyes and grasped her friends hand with impatience. "Oh for Kami's sake Del! I've known you since we were in diapers, you don't need to be all shy at me! Is he good or bad? Plain and simple."

A very noticeable blush spread fluently through Videl's entire face. She was acting childish, but you can't blame her! IT'S EMBARASSING! "I'm sorry, it's just….I'm not comfortable discussing things like these."

Erasa laughed to ease the tension and took a sip from her drink. "You're talking to me Videl, the girl you took baths with when we were six years old. Don't worry, it's perfectly normal to have these talks. Everyone does it."

That seemed to calm Videl a bit, the tomato complexion on her face slowly faded away.

"So, how is he? Good or bad?"

"It's a bit more complicated than that," Videl replied with hesitation. "I guess he's fine but- it's awkward."

"What's awkward?"

Videl sent Erasa one of her famous heated glares while the blonde countered it with an impish smile. "Erraaaasssaaaaa, you know damn well what IT is. SEX okay!"

"Well then, why didn't you say so? No need to be all sensitive about it. Now, tell me why it's so awkward."

Videl leaned forward, her eyes conscious to her surroundings. "It's like we're both first timers, like we don't know what we're doing! He touches me, I touch him, but it's like he's the only one getting excited about it! I don't feel hot when he touches me, I don't feel like I want to do it when he touches me! Where's the friction? Where's the heat? WHERE'S THE DAMNED F-HORMONES!"

Woops. Too loud.

The entire café went dead silent, all heads turned towards Videl. You've got to hand it to her though, she's got one hell of a vocal cord!

Erasa waved at their audience weakly, trying to take some of the unwanted attention from her best friend who was currently trying her hand in magic, to disappear into thin air. "I'm really sorry, my friend here is auditioning for a play and we're uhmm….practising."

Cricket noises.

Then everything began to move again as everyone went back to their own business. Damned lousy nosey people!

"I'm so embarrassed, I want to get out of here!" Videl exclaimed, grabbing her coat from the back of her chair until Erasa stopped her with a hand.

"Videl, no, don't go. We still need to talk about this. Besides, no one uses the term F-hormones anymore, that's so 80's."

Videl's purple orbs brightened with curiosity. "Really? So what do they call "fuck hormones" these days? How do you say you really want to get laid?"

Erasa chuckled. "Horny. Don't ask me why but that's the term when you really want to get a penis shoved up your-

"Erasa…..

"Oh sorry, hehe, well back to business. So it seems as if he doesn't know where to touch you, is that it?"

Videl shrugged her shoulders.

"Do you even know where your erotic spots are? Do you know where you want to be touched?"

Videl's brows crunched together. "Well yah……down there of course."

Erasa bit her lower lip. "Is that it?"

"Is there supposed to be another spot?" Videl asked in total confusion.

Erasa slapped her hand on her forehead. "Oh my, don't you know that there are certain spots in your body that are very sensitive and highly pleasurable besides down there?"

The blank face Videl had was enough of a response for Erasa. The blonde sighed and shook her head, taking out her cell phone. "Videl, you know who Dr. G-spot is, don't you?"

Videl's eyes were blank for a moment, then widened dramatically, her head slowly bobbed up and down. "H-he's only a myth Erasa, a guy in some erotic tale passed down from woman to woman."

The blonde shook her head with a devilish smile. "Nope, he's real. I should know, I've met him before."

Videl fell back on her chair with a loud thud. "WHAT! You've MET him? No way!...wait, met him or……"

Now it was Erasa's turn to blush, and Videl squealed uncharacteristically in surprise. "You're lying!"

"Nope, best time of my life." Erasa breathed dreamily, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger.

Videl felt like she had a hairball stuck in her throat. "B-but, Sharpener! You guys are married!"

"Oh, he knew about it of course. Dr. G won't work with a patient unless both parties are well aware of it. He says it's because he doesn't want to cause any marital problems or something."

Videl slumped ungracefully on her chair, her hand on her forehead. "It can't be true….a real Dr. G-spot?"

"Yup, authentic. AND he's the most amazing guy in the entire universe! He's so gorgeous, caring, compassionate, strong, smart, the list goes on and on girl. I swear, if he didn't have that policy I would've fallen at his feet a looooooong time ago."

"Policy? What policy?"

Erasa waved her hand. "Don't worry about it for now. All I want you to do is give him a call, and he'll do wonders for you and Dean."

Videl abruptly got to her feet as if something had burned her chair. "WHAT! I'M NOT HIRING SOME SEX MANIAC DOCTOR!"

She yelled that to the heavens as if no one else was in the world.

Erasa sweat dropped and dragged her friend back down to her seat. "Videl, he's not a sex maniac doctor. And you're not going to have sex with him, it's one of his policies. He's just going to show you where your erotic spots are. It's different for everywoman, and it's his job to find those spots."

"I can find that out for myself thank you!" Videl snapped indignantly, her face as red as ketchup, arms crossed across her chest.

"No, you can't. Not like him." Erasa took Videl's hand in hers. "Del, you know I would never suggest something that would ruin yours and Dean's relationship right? And I would never suggest anything that would hurt you. Trust me, he can help you."

There was a moment of silence that followed, in which Videl was focused in deep thought. Everything Erasa said was true, she would never tell her something that would hurt her.

Very reluctantly, Videl leaned forward and whispered softly "You guys didn't have sex and still you're that crazy for him?"

Erasa smiled widely and nodded. "He doesn't need to have sex with you for you to fall in love with him. He's that good."

Now her interest was peaked. "So….what does he do?"

Erasa laughed, scribbling a phone number on the pad of paper and handed it to Videl. "He just touches you, but trust me, that's enough. So give him a call, tell me you got the number from me and he'll understand."

Videl glanced around them, then hurriedly stuffed the paper in her pocket with a blush. "I'll think about it."

The blonde nodded with understanding, took a sip from her drink then continued. "Oh, before you call him though, there are a few rules."

"Rules? Wh-

"Rule number one, both sides must be aware of this arrangement. Which means you have to tell Dean about it first and he has to agree. Second Rule is secrecy. If you are to be his patient, you must swear never to tell anyone else of his identity."

"How come you told me then?" Videl asked, thoroughly confused.

Erasa shuffled in her seat with a mischievous smile. "Let's just say, he owes me a big favor. Now, there's one last rule you must know of and that is-

Before Erasa could finish her sentence, her cell phone rang which led to long hours of conversation. Eventually, Videl said her goodbye and left, she wasn't one to sit around for hours while waiting for someone to get off the phone anyway.

Next day…

A blue Mercedes parked by the front doors of the Royal Son Hotel, Videl and Erasa stepped out of the car and straightened their clothes. After giving her car keys to one of the employees to be parked, the two women made their way inside.

The lounge was majestic, with shiny marble walls and floors, decorated with expensive designed Persian carpets, heavy glass chandeliers that bathed the entire room with a warm yellow glow hung from the tall ceilings.

People of many age and kinds, whether it be animals in suits or business men, families on vacation or other hotel employees, were walking about with their duties.

"Does he live in a hotel suit?" asked Videl in awe of her surroundings.

Erasa chuckled at her, shaking her head as she lead her friend to the elevators and punched in PH. "No, silly of course not. He owns the hotel, so he lives in the top Pent House."

Videl's eyes widened in surprise, suddenly she didn't feel so well. "Don't tell me that Dr. G- spot is a 'Son.'"

The elevator stopped and hissed open with a 'ding,' which led them to a gigantic thick glass door engraved with golden writings and symbols. Before Erasa could ring the bell, Videl grabbed her hand. "Erasa, I don't think I can do this anymore. How about we go home?"

Her best friend shook her head stubbornly. "No way Videl, we're here already. What's the matter with you, you were never intimidated by money before."

"I am NOT intimidated!" Videl countered hotly, poking Erasa on the shoulders with her finger. "It's just, this is way too much to deal with right now. I'm going home."

At that, the blonde clamped both her hands on Videl, preventing her from running away. "Oh no you don't!" Sure, Videl could easily throw Erasa off, but she would never do that to her friend.

"Everything will be fine, you worry too much. You did tell Dean about this didn't you?"

Videl nodded weakly. Actually, she didn't even mention it to her fiancée. But hey, what he doesn't know wouldn't hurt him.

"Good, now let's go in."

"WAIT!"

"What now!"

Videl blushed slightly and looked down. "Before we do this, you have to tell me what he's like."

Erasa sighed dramatically. "You mean besides being unbelievably handsome, charismatic, smart, sweet, charming-

"Woah, alright Erasa you could stop now before your brain over loads from your excess use of words you don't know," Videl said with a smile.

"Hey! I do know what those words mean! I'm not stupid ya know!" Erasa howled angrily, her brows twitching in her face. Videl chuckled at her, which angered her more. "You know what, just forget it. Let's see who has the last laugh after this."

She rang the door bell until an old butler opened the door for them, he also seemed to recognize Erasa. "Ms. Paper! Nice of you to drop by, please do come in. Shall I inform Master Gohan of your presence?"

Videl's eyes widened into saucers. GOHAN SON!

The two women were led to a lavish room with black leather couches and a long glass fountain that glowed a faint ethereal blue.

"Yes please James. Actually, tell him I'm here with a friend in need of his……service." Erasa replied, smiling mischievously at Videl.

Oh, this blonde is dead once I get my hands on her, Videl silently thought, sitting stiffly on one of the couches as James, the butler, left with a bow.

"Errraaasssaaa, you never told me Son Gohan was Dr. G-spot!"

"Why, you know him?"

"Of him! He's one of the richest bachelors in the world!"

Erasa raised a sculpted brow. "Bachelor?"

"Yes, a rich young bachelor!" Videl hissed through clenched teeth.

"Well, have you seen what he looks like?"

She was about to snap back with a smart comment when Videl realized that she actually had no idea what he looked like. Son Gohan was always talked about but his image was never publicized. How odd. "I- well, actually……no."

Just then, James came back into the room. "Ms. Erasa, Master Gohan wishes to see you in his room," he stopped to look at Videl for a moment, then continued to say, "Privately."

The two women exchange questioning glances, before Erasa reluctantly stood up and left with James. Videl looked around the room, fiddling with her fingers. She was now alone, all alone, with no one else in the room…..a room filled with numerous expensive stuff…..hrmmm…

Oh Videl, snap out of it!

In Gohan's room…

Erasa opened the wooden door to the gigantic master's bedroom, her eyes darting around in search for its owner. "Gohan, you in here?"

Before she could say anything else, strong arms wrapped around her waist and she was lifted a few feet off the ground. "Erasa! Nice to see you again!"

The blonde girl squealed in delight and wrapped her arms around his neck with a wide smile. "Gohan! Oh my Kami, you look so handsome! How've ya been?"

He smiled the smile that could turn any woman's legs into jelly. "I've been great. How've you been?"

Erasa chuckled and nodded as she was led to sit by his grand red circular bed. "I've been good, Sharpener and I have been having the best nights of our lives. And we owe that to you."

Gohan blushed slightly as the blonde wriggled her brows suggestively with a laugh. "Erasa, you don't need to say that."

"Actually, I do Gohan. You see, I came here with a friend and……"

Gohan regarded her blankly at first, then his eyes widened and he stepped back. "No….."

She looked up at him with a weak smile and he shook his head harder in denial. "Erasa, I told you I'm not doing that anymore! I'm done with it, it's in the past and I'm never doing it again."

Desperate times call for desperate measures. It's time to get dirty.

Erasa sniffled, her lower lip pouting, her big blue luminous eyes glistening with unshed tears. Oh no, not the puppy dog pout…

Gohan quickly turned away, covering both his eyes with his hands. "Erasa……"

"B-but, I'm just asking this one favor….pa pa pa pleaaassseeeeeee!"

"I can't."

"WAHHHHHH! After a-all I've, I've done for you, you c-can't do this ONE favor for me? Wahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her lower lip trembled for added effect, her body convulsing with sobs, tears falling down her face.

"Erasa……"

"WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

People in Namek heard that one.

Gohan sighed in defeat, knowing there was no way he could get out of it anyway. "Alright, fine fine. I'll do it…"

Erasa's face lit up at once, all the tears and sobs disappeared as if it was never there. Amazing.

"Really? You'll do it Gohan?"

The poor demi-saiyan sighed and nodded, then held out a finger just as Erasa was about to jump at him with a bear hug. "But this is the LAST time I'm doing this, ever."

"Okay!"

Erasa hugged him happily, squealing with delight and glee. "Oh my, Videl'll be so happy once I tell her the news! When can you start Gohan?"

Gohan looked to his side where a big calendar was hanging by the wall, his sharp eyes scanning the various dates. "Well, I can start early tomorrow. By the usual spot where I always meet my clients."

Erasa squealed again. "GREAT! I'll go tell Videl right now and get her ready." She ran for the door, but ran back to Gohan the next moment when she remembered something. "Oh, and you take care of yourself okay! Eat your vegetables everyday, and say hi to Kiara for me!"

Gohan waved goodbye as the blonde dashed out the door of his bedroom. "I will!" He shook his head with a small smile, sighing to himself. What did he get himself into now?

Walking over to his dresser, he fingered the ring on his finger for a moment, before sliding it off and storing it in a box. "One last time, I promise."

Welps, there you go! How was it you guys? Good? Bad? Whatever it is, please review!

The next chapter will be when things start to heat up! So if you want more, REVIEW!

I will be constantly working on More Than Friends, Less Than Lovers so don't fret. Just give me some time to sort things out.