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Chapter 1: First Meeting

The Interstellar Martial Arts Tournament was about to begin. Now 12 years old; Son Gohan was standing in line to the concession stand. As he waited for the lady with 3 kids at the front to order he couldn't help but look around the massive event area that was being used. Hundreds of thousands of people all pushing and shoving to either get to their seats or get a Hercule Satan souvenir. Still looking around he felt a little tap on his shoulder, he turned around to look into gigantic pools of sapphire that were her eyes.

"Hey the lines moving buddy." she said very matter-of-factly. Gohan could feel his cheeks turn red with embarrassment as he checked the line in front of him as it was about 5 meters away from him.

"Oops, sorry about that." he chuckled in the traditional Son pose with the hand behind the head. He caught up to the snack line and turned to look at the girl once again. Taking in more detail now, she had raven black hair that was tied back in a ponytail with her bangs still framing her face (think future Trunks.) She now had a scowl that would make Vegeta shake in his boots.

"Can I help you?" She asked with disinterest. Gohan just laughed again.

"Sorry for holding back the line, I was just lost in thought."

Her gaze softened a little as she looked at his features. He had obsidian black eyes and hair that looked like the leaves of palm trees. He was wearing an orange gi with a blue under shirt and wristbands.

"It's okay." A blush creeping onto her face as she spotted his very toned muscles.

"What's your name?" He asked as he continued to move up in line oblivious to her red cheeks. This question stumped her.

"You don't know who I am?" she asked intrigued by this boy's inability to recognise her.

"Should I know who you are?" he asked with a confused look on his face. That pissed her off! Her blush disappeared for it was replaced with anger.

"I'M VIDEL SATAN YOU NINCOMPOOP! DAUGHTER OF HERCULE SATAN, THE MAN WHO SAVED THE WORLD!" she screamed. Gohan cringed as his Saiyan ears were assaulted by her yelling. Backing away from her he bumped into a burly man with biceps the width of Gohan. The man turned around with steam coming out his ears.

"Oops, sorry about that mister." Gohan apologized innocently. The guy was not amused.

"I'll teach you little brat, no one bumps into Spopavich!" He roared.

"Leave him alone you fat pig!" Videl retorted. Spopavich looked her over once.

"Well well well, if it isn't Videl Satan. I don't care if you are the daughter of the champ girlly. I'm still going to pound this runt into the floor!" Spopavich responded.

"Bud, I could beat you with my eyes closed, so LAY OFF!" she fumed. Spopavich advanced on the two nuisances. He towered over the two teenagers (Videl is the same age as Gohan, duh) and had himself a hearty chuckle. He reached down and picked Videl up by the front of her shirt with one hand as Videl tried to fight back, but all she could hit was his arm.

"Put me down you big jerk!" she yelled. No one around them was paying the least bit of attention to the scene which played before them. Videl continued to struggle against the massive man's grip.

"Hey." Both Videl and Spopavich turned towards Gohan who was now scowling. "Put her down, or were you not taught to respect ladies as a boy?" His voice was dead serious.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Spopavich bellowed. "Or what boy, are you going to jump up and hit me in the knee?" He laughed. During his laughing fit he failed to notice Gohan advancing on him. With one swift turn Gohan kicked Spopavich's leg out from under him, causing him to toss Videl high into the air, Gohan then brought the back of his fist into the side of his target's head. Thus leaving Spopavich embedded in the wall across the concession hall. As he finished the turn, Gohan reached out and caught the falling Videl.

Videl was a little shell-shocked from what she had just experienced. She remembered Spopavich laughing at the boy who challenged him as she tried to break free. Then the brute tossed her in the air like a ragdoll. She had gained significant altitude before she started to fall; she knew that the landing would hurt so she braced herself for the coming impact. It never came.

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