This is my
first dbz fanfic ever, so plz dun be too harsh with flames. ^.^ When I first
started this, I was allll over Gohan, so this fic kinda centers around him, but
in a sad way… plz r/r! Ja! ~Vivi-sama
Humming to herself, the young black-haired
girl swept gracefully across the kitchen. The timer went off and she pulled out
an array of meat from inside, placing it in the table along with the bowls of
steaming rice. The many bowls of steaming rice. The girl's blue eyes sparkled. It's
probably not enough, she thought to herself. A saiya-jin's stomach must
be the largest thing in the universe...it will always be an enigma to me. Grinning,
the girl wiped her hands off and yelled loudly. "Gohan! Pan-chan! Dinner's
ready!"
She sat down with a sigh of relief, ready
to start the meal. Fiddling with the hem of her shirt, she called again.
"Gohan! Pan-chan!"
It's get cold if they don't come down
soon, she thought worridly. She sighed, her bouncy mood slowly dwindling
away in the silence.
Zip.
Jumping at the sudden, silent sound, the
girl quickly turned around. "Gohan-kun? Is that you, dear?" Her eyes darted
around the room quickly, but nothing but the load of food on the table was present.
"Gohan-kun? Gohan-kun?!"
Zip.
Another movement. Quickly, she got into a
fighting stance. It can't be Gohan...I sense...I sense an evil presence...
A series of silent movements followed, too fast for Videl to see but slow
enough so she was aware of them. I think he's over there...I hear someth-
A slash of blue struck her, then darkness.
