Disclaimer: As much as I think it would be absolutely awesome and
incredible and indescribable and all that other stuff, I don't own DBZ or
any of its original characters. Soooo.....yeah.
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A/N: Please review. It would mean so much to me to know what everyone thought of my work, good or bad.
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The sun had set and cast its cool blanket of night upon the land when Gohan found himself dazedly flying in the direction of Satan City. His hands fiddled with his bow tie and jacket as he struggled to keep them in place with little success while he flew. Each new current of wind mixed with his elaborate speed always managed to leave the items in disarray about his features.
Giving out a frustrated sigh, Gohan landed a block away from the Satan residence and took a few moments to recheck his attire before calmly walking towards the entrance. He stood uneasily in front of the door for a moment before inhaling a deep breath and then lifting a hand to knock on the heavy doors.
A few moments later, the same, snotty butler from his previous visit slowly opened the door with a few creaks of its hinges. The old man stood in the doorway for a moment looking over the youth before him skeptically and was about to say something when he was suddenly pushed aside by a mass of black hair and exaggerated muscles.
Mr. Satan took one displeasured look at Gohan and then asked daringly, "Are you the one taking my daughter to the prom?"
Gohan nodded his head slightly in apprehension.
The bulky, false hero stepped aside and addressed him to come in, not taking notice of Gohan's overly inflamed cheeks from not exhaling after knocking on the door. Swirling a crystal, wine glass about on the ends of his fingers, Mr. Satan quietly took a seat in a nearby recliner and sipped his beverage all the while glaring at Gohan. Motioning towards a plush couch across from him, the bulky man ordered, "Sit down."
Doing as he was told, Gohan took a seat on the edge of the couch nervously leaning forward with his arms crossed over his legs and twiddling his thumbs. He looked up into the stark eyes of the man in front of him and managed a weak smile awaiting anything that Mr. Satan might tell him.
"So," the man's husky voice began breaking the silence. "Videl tells me that you know a little martial arts."
"Yes, sir," Gohan replied straightening his posture some.
"Hmmm," Mr. Satan murmured as he brought his wine up to his lips and took a small sip. "Hey, servant guy!!" he called after a passing butler. "Get me another glass of wine!!" He turned his attention back to Gohan, "Do ya want anything kid?"
Gohan turned to the butler who was looking at him annoyedly. "Just some water, thanks."
The butler slightly bowed and left the two men alone once more.
"Videl also tells me that you're one of the top students in her class," Mr. Satan continued.
"Yes, sir."
Mr. Satan slightly grimaced and set his half full glass on a table beside him. "So what are you, some kind of super kid?"
Gohan stiffened some at the question. "Uhhhmmm... I'm sorry, sir. But..."
"Y'ur not some kind of pervert are you? You know, telling my daughter things that aren't true just to get in good with her?"
"No, no!!" Gohan blurted out waving his hands in front of his face in denial. "No, sir! I respect Videl!"
"Well you better you little punk, 'cause if you don't then you'll have me, the champ, to deal with!! Do you understand?!"
By now, Gohan was pushing himself against the back of the couch to get away from Mr. Satan who had stood and menacingly put a fist in front of Gohan's face to reinforce his threat.
Gohan nervously gulped and nodded his head as sweat began to form on his forehead. "I understand."
"Good," was all Mr. Satan said as the butler returned and handed Gohan a glass of water and placed a fresh glass of wine in Mr. Satan's waiting hand.
Gladly taking the glass, Gohan gulped down its contents and placed the empty cup on the table beside him and looked back at Mr. Satan who was sampling his new drink. The man sipped the wine and quietly criticized, "It's a little flat. I'll have to call the company and tell them not to send me anymore free stuff if it ain't good." Gohan continued to watch the man as he sipped the wine a few more times and made small remarks after each taste until he saw his expression soften as his eyes were diverted beyond Gohan.
Following Mr. Satan's gaze, Gohan looked behind himself to the tall stairwell and the angel who was quietly gliding down its course. Taken back by her beauty, Gohan stood from his place on the couch and watched her decent in awe. Videl's face was lit with a gleeful smile as she looked down at the two men awaiting her at the foot of the steps. Her long, silky black dress cascaded down her slim figure from its highest perch at her collar to hug the supple, toned curves of her body. It was sleeveless and from what Gohan could tell as she turned the curve in the stairs it was backless too.
As she neared the bottom of the stairs, she looked at the proud, smiling face of her father and the disbelieving, gawking face of her date. A small giggle escaped her lips as Gohan became aware of his stunned appearance and quickly tried to right himself. Tossing a stray strand of hair out of her face, Videl waited for him to say something.
After a few moments of silence, Gohan finally managed to whisper, "You look beautiful."
Videl blushed. "Thanks, you clean up pretty nicely too."
He blushed suddenly self-conscious of his formal appearance. "Shall we?" Gohan asked extending his arm to her, his bewildered state beginning to slowly disappear.
She took his arm and glanced back at her father, "Bye, Daddy."
Mr. Satan, smiling proudly down at his daughter, bent and planted a quick kiss on her cheek before turning to Gohan and patting him on the back before resting his hand on Gohan's shoulder. "I want her back by midnight, understood?"
"Yes, sir," Gohan stated awkwardly as he felt Mr. Satan's grip become tighter, but not uncomfortable, as the man obviously tried to emphasize his point through force.
The older man retrieved his hand and followed the couple to the door. "Have fun kids," he laughed heartily before closing the door behind them and returning to his home theatre to watch his old tournament videos.
Outside, Gohan continued to stiffly lead Videl down her walkway towards the street with neither a word nor a gesture towards her. He suddenly heard a soft laugh as his date tried desperately to contain herself and he questioningly turned to her.
Without further prompting, she explained, "My dad is such a dork."
Gohan looked at her confused.
"He always tries to scare all my guy friends by acting all macho, but if it's someone like Erasa, he just acts like they're a distant family member." They reached the street curb and she picked the edge of her dress up off of the street. "Sometimes he can be so lame."
"Well, he's just trying to protect you ya know," Gohan answered stopping with her. "He is your father."
She shrugged. "Could you hold this for a second?" she asked curtly handing the length of her dress that had been grazing the ground to Gohan. "I don't want it to get dirty."
"Yeah, sure," he replied taking the fabric from her while watching as she smiled warmly at him before slowly kneeling down and fiddling with her shoes. She carefully slipped them off and stood back up facing her date, shoes in hand. "Why'd you take your shoes off?"
"So they won't fall off, silly," she explained. "We are flying aren't we?"
Gohan rubbed the back of his head nervously, "Well, yeah. I thought so anyway."
Videl nodded and began to gather her dress into her fists as she got ready to take to the air. "Now let's see," she muttered to herself. "Hopefully my dress won't wrinkle if I ball it up when I fly. What do you think Gohan?" She examined his face for any indication of agreement but was instead met with the familiar, mischievous Son grin she'd come to adore and love. "What?" she asked a bit awkwardly.
Taking a step closer, the demi-Saiyan gave her one last smirk before quickly scooping her up into his arms and then darting into the sky. Videl gave a little, frightened squeak as she heard wind rush quickly by her ears unable to open her eyes against the sheer force of passing air. Once she felt him slacken his pace considerably, she opened them and peered around her surprised, but not amazed, that they were in the air flying above Satan City.
Turning her head towards her captor, she gave him an amused smile and retorted, "I could have flown myself you know."
"Yeah, but I thought it would probably be somewhat more traditional if I carried you instead."
"Oh, I understand now," Videl replied sarcastically. "Since you don't have a car to pick me up and take me to the prom in, you decided to literally pick me up and bring me to the prom. Is that it?"
"Pretty much," he grinned looking down at her as she crossed her arms in mock anger setting her black, strappy shoes down in her lap.
She shrugged and slightly adjusted herself in his arms with no further argument, merely relishing in the feeling of comfort they provided her. A few more buildings blew by and the silhouette of their distant school began to draw nearer making the small crowds of dressy people and flashy cars more visible to the pair.
"How do they afford those cars?" Gohan asked more to himself than to Videl as the scene came into focus.
"Parents," Videl stated matter of factly. She noticed the suddenly sullen look on his face and quickly suggested, "Poor saps, too bad none of them can fly, they'd be so jealous." Almost automatically his face brightened once more as he began to slowly descend into a vacant spot about a block away from the procession.
Using the brief intermission, Videl began to put her shoes back on while still being cradled in Gohan's arms. When she was done, she looked up at him to find his ebony eyes intently watching her as his raven hair silently played in a passing breeze. His face was dimly lit by streetlights that lined the sidewalk making him seem all the more handsome and mysterious to her.
He stood there just staring at her with those eyes, his gaze unshifting, his body motionless, that torrid look expressing everything but showing nothing, and she suddenly felt like she was being burned alive under that intense, obsidian gaze. Her own eyes began to wander, attempting to relieve herself of the anxious feeling he had set upon her without even trying.
They traveled over the fine features of his face, careful to avoid those eyes. She noted the single strand of black hair that always seemed to fall perfectly over his face giving him both an innocent and a devilish appeal. Falling down the sides of his face, her eyes came to rest on his cheekbone and she briefly remembered times when she'd seen his cheeks graced with the slightest hint of dimples near the corners of his eyes while he'd smile admirably towards her. A small grin caught at the edges of her mouth as she remembered that smile she'd come to adore.
Almost instinctively, her eyes found his amiable lips. They rested in an abeyant manner upon his face with no obvious emotion and still seeming all the more enchanting, and for a brief instant, she wondered…. Snapping back into reality, she shook the thought from her mind and had the misfortune of once again meeting the obsidian gaze that had held her captive moments ago. His face appeared to be slightly closer now, but then again, it could have been her mind playing tricks on her as it had often done in the past.
Mustering all the will power she was able to contain, she broke the chilled silence needing relief once again from his stare. "You can put me down now, Gohan," she whispered and quickly regretted the request as he gently obeyed and set her down on her feet in the brisk air of the night. A shudder passed down her spine from the loss of his warmth, but it was quickly subdued as he cautiously stretched his arm around her back and held her opposite shoulder affectionately.
The action was shy yet intimate to Videl, and she almost immediately began to blush as he lead her forward and into the frenzy that was once their school's gym but was now an elegant show of dim lights and beautiful decorations. Her head spun as her crystalline eyes darted about excitedly until they came to look back up at her date whom by the looks of it was rather uncomfortable at the present moment.
"What's wrong?" she asked him softly but loud enough for his Saiyan ears to hear above the music.
Gohan's head snapped down to look at her, confusion written in plain red letters across his face. "I didn't know all these people were going out with each other."
Videl's frowned her own confusion at his words as they both looked back at the vast dance floor. "What do you mean?"
"All these people dancing with each other," he explained raising a hand to point to everyone on the dance floor. "I didn't know even half of them were actually couples."
Again she face faulted trying to figure out what he meant but with no resolve, so she simply stated, " I don't know what you mean, Gohan. This is prom, of course couples are going to dance together."
"Yeah, I know, but I didn't know that all of them were going out."
"They aren't," Videl chuckled absently.
"Then why are they dancing together?" he inquired, his curiosity having been piqued. "I thought only couples danced."
"That's not necessarily true," she replied. "It's true that couples do dance together, but you don't have to be a couple to dance, you can be friends. Prom is just a party where friends have fun together and dance. That's basically all prom is, dancing and having fun with your friends."
"Really?"
"Yeah," Videl scoffed amusedly. "What did you think happened at prom?"
Gohan scratched the back of his head bewildered and replied, "I knew there was dancing, but other than that I really didn't know."
At his innocence she laughed before calming and once again looking around the gym to examine the small, white lights that were temporarily hung from the ceiling and the band that played quiet melodies on the stage built in the corner for all the couples to dance to. It truly was amazing what the decorating committee had been able to accomplish in such a short amount of time. After about a minute she turned back to find Gohan standing slightly in front of her faintly bowed with his left hand extended towards her, his right hand behind his back, and a smug grin spread across his face and dripping its contented essence into his bright eyes.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked thoughtfully.
A small, mischievous grin took over her own features and she took his hand with a nod of her head and followed as he lead her out and onto the dance floor. She promptly placed her free hand on his broad shoulder and waited as he chagrinedly placed an uncertain hand on her hip, keeping the contact between their already linked hands. A blush spread onto the bridge of her nose at his light touch and began to rapidly grow as he directed her into a steady rhythm and pace with the music and avoided eye contact as they began to sway and move with the music.
The music played softly in the background as they danced inattentively, neither really paying much attention to the other and lost in their own thoughts.
Can you hear it in my voice
Was it something I let slip
Does the whole world know
Isn't it obvious?
I'm the one who's in control
Now I'm acting like a fool
Do my feelings show?
Is my face aglow?
Isn't it obvious?
Loosing rhythm for just a moment, Videl accidentally stepped sideways onto Gohan's foot earning her a short grunt followed by an amused chuckle as she looked down at their feet sheepishly for a moment. "Sorry," she reconciled with a small laugh before turning her gaze up to meet his.
That I don't know what I'm doing anymore
I'm feeling like a little girl
Caught up in emotions
I'm out of control
Isn't it obvious?
Do you see my hands, they tremble
Wonder why I can't look you in the eyes
Don't know how long
I can keep this inside
Isn't it obvious?
Glowing sapphire met burning obsidian and for an instant the two were set in a dream like trance just gazing intently at one another and oblivious to even the racing of their own hearts as they threatened to rupture and spill from force of their effortful warning.
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A/N: Sorry to leave it kinda at a cliffhanger moment, but I'm already working on the next chapter. Once again, please r/r. It would only encourage me to continue. Sorry if they seem kinda OOC, I'm horrible at characterizing sometimes. ~Poppy
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A/N: Please review. It would mean so much to me to know what everyone thought of my work, good or bad.
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The sun had set and cast its cool blanket of night upon the land when Gohan found himself dazedly flying in the direction of Satan City. His hands fiddled with his bow tie and jacket as he struggled to keep them in place with little success while he flew. Each new current of wind mixed with his elaborate speed always managed to leave the items in disarray about his features.
Giving out a frustrated sigh, Gohan landed a block away from the Satan residence and took a few moments to recheck his attire before calmly walking towards the entrance. He stood uneasily in front of the door for a moment before inhaling a deep breath and then lifting a hand to knock on the heavy doors.
A few moments later, the same, snotty butler from his previous visit slowly opened the door with a few creaks of its hinges. The old man stood in the doorway for a moment looking over the youth before him skeptically and was about to say something when he was suddenly pushed aside by a mass of black hair and exaggerated muscles.
Mr. Satan took one displeasured look at Gohan and then asked daringly, "Are you the one taking my daughter to the prom?"
Gohan nodded his head slightly in apprehension.
The bulky, false hero stepped aside and addressed him to come in, not taking notice of Gohan's overly inflamed cheeks from not exhaling after knocking on the door. Swirling a crystal, wine glass about on the ends of his fingers, Mr. Satan quietly took a seat in a nearby recliner and sipped his beverage all the while glaring at Gohan. Motioning towards a plush couch across from him, the bulky man ordered, "Sit down."
Doing as he was told, Gohan took a seat on the edge of the couch nervously leaning forward with his arms crossed over his legs and twiddling his thumbs. He looked up into the stark eyes of the man in front of him and managed a weak smile awaiting anything that Mr. Satan might tell him.
"So," the man's husky voice began breaking the silence. "Videl tells me that you know a little martial arts."
"Yes, sir," Gohan replied straightening his posture some.
"Hmmm," Mr. Satan murmured as he brought his wine up to his lips and took a small sip. "Hey, servant guy!!" he called after a passing butler. "Get me another glass of wine!!" He turned his attention back to Gohan, "Do ya want anything kid?"
Gohan turned to the butler who was looking at him annoyedly. "Just some water, thanks."
The butler slightly bowed and left the two men alone once more.
"Videl also tells me that you're one of the top students in her class," Mr. Satan continued.
"Yes, sir."
Mr. Satan slightly grimaced and set his half full glass on a table beside him. "So what are you, some kind of super kid?"
Gohan stiffened some at the question. "Uhhhmmm... I'm sorry, sir. But..."
"Y'ur not some kind of pervert are you? You know, telling my daughter things that aren't true just to get in good with her?"
"No, no!!" Gohan blurted out waving his hands in front of his face in denial. "No, sir! I respect Videl!"
"Well you better you little punk, 'cause if you don't then you'll have me, the champ, to deal with!! Do you understand?!"
By now, Gohan was pushing himself against the back of the couch to get away from Mr. Satan who had stood and menacingly put a fist in front of Gohan's face to reinforce his threat.
Gohan nervously gulped and nodded his head as sweat began to form on his forehead. "I understand."
"Good," was all Mr. Satan said as the butler returned and handed Gohan a glass of water and placed a fresh glass of wine in Mr. Satan's waiting hand.
Gladly taking the glass, Gohan gulped down its contents and placed the empty cup on the table beside him and looked back at Mr. Satan who was sampling his new drink. The man sipped the wine and quietly criticized, "It's a little flat. I'll have to call the company and tell them not to send me anymore free stuff if it ain't good." Gohan continued to watch the man as he sipped the wine a few more times and made small remarks after each taste until he saw his expression soften as his eyes were diverted beyond Gohan.
Following Mr. Satan's gaze, Gohan looked behind himself to the tall stairwell and the angel who was quietly gliding down its course. Taken back by her beauty, Gohan stood from his place on the couch and watched her decent in awe. Videl's face was lit with a gleeful smile as she looked down at the two men awaiting her at the foot of the steps. Her long, silky black dress cascaded down her slim figure from its highest perch at her collar to hug the supple, toned curves of her body. It was sleeveless and from what Gohan could tell as she turned the curve in the stairs it was backless too.
As she neared the bottom of the stairs, she looked at the proud, smiling face of her father and the disbelieving, gawking face of her date. A small giggle escaped her lips as Gohan became aware of his stunned appearance and quickly tried to right himself. Tossing a stray strand of hair out of her face, Videl waited for him to say something.
After a few moments of silence, Gohan finally managed to whisper, "You look beautiful."
Videl blushed. "Thanks, you clean up pretty nicely too."
He blushed suddenly self-conscious of his formal appearance. "Shall we?" Gohan asked extending his arm to her, his bewildered state beginning to slowly disappear.
She took his arm and glanced back at her father, "Bye, Daddy."
Mr. Satan, smiling proudly down at his daughter, bent and planted a quick kiss on her cheek before turning to Gohan and patting him on the back before resting his hand on Gohan's shoulder. "I want her back by midnight, understood?"
"Yes, sir," Gohan stated awkwardly as he felt Mr. Satan's grip become tighter, but not uncomfortable, as the man obviously tried to emphasize his point through force.
The older man retrieved his hand and followed the couple to the door. "Have fun kids," he laughed heartily before closing the door behind them and returning to his home theatre to watch his old tournament videos.
Outside, Gohan continued to stiffly lead Videl down her walkway towards the street with neither a word nor a gesture towards her. He suddenly heard a soft laugh as his date tried desperately to contain herself and he questioningly turned to her.
Without further prompting, she explained, "My dad is such a dork."
Gohan looked at her confused.
"He always tries to scare all my guy friends by acting all macho, but if it's someone like Erasa, he just acts like they're a distant family member." They reached the street curb and she picked the edge of her dress up off of the street. "Sometimes he can be so lame."
"Well, he's just trying to protect you ya know," Gohan answered stopping with her. "He is your father."
She shrugged. "Could you hold this for a second?" she asked curtly handing the length of her dress that had been grazing the ground to Gohan. "I don't want it to get dirty."
"Yeah, sure," he replied taking the fabric from her while watching as she smiled warmly at him before slowly kneeling down and fiddling with her shoes. She carefully slipped them off and stood back up facing her date, shoes in hand. "Why'd you take your shoes off?"
"So they won't fall off, silly," she explained. "We are flying aren't we?"
Gohan rubbed the back of his head nervously, "Well, yeah. I thought so anyway."
Videl nodded and began to gather her dress into her fists as she got ready to take to the air. "Now let's see," she muttered to herself. "Hopefully my dress won't wrinkle if I ball it up when I fly. What do you think Gohan?" She examined his face for any indication of agreement but was instead met with the familiar, mischievous Son grin she'd come to adore and love. "What?" she asked a bit awkwardly.
Taking a step closer, the demi-Saiyan gave her one last smirk before quickly scooping her up into his arms and then darting into the sky. Videl gave a little, frightened squeak as she heard wind rush quickly by her ears unable to open her eyes against the sheer force of passing air. Once she felt him slacken his pace considerably, she opened them and peered around her surprised, but not amazed, that they were in the air flying above Satan City.
Turning her head towards her captor, she gave him an amused smile and retorted, "I could have flown myself you know."
"Yeah, but I thought it would probably be somewhat more traditional if I carried you instead."
"Oh, I understand now," Videl replied sarcastically. "Since you don't have a car to pick me up and take me to the prom in, you decided to literally pick me up and bring me to the prom. Is that it?"
"Pretty much," he grinned looking down at her as she crossed her arms in mock anger setting her black, strappy shoes down in her lap.
She shrugged and slightly adjusted herself in his arms with no further argument, merely relishing in the feeling of comfort they provided her. A few more buildings blew by and the silhouette of their distant school began to draw nearer making the small crowds of dressy people and flashy cars more visible to the pair.
"How do they afford those cars?" Gohan asked more to himself than to Videl as the scene came into focus.
"Parents," Videl stated matter of factly. She noticed the suddenly sullen look on his face and quickly suggested, "Poor saps, too bad none of them can fly, they'd be so jealous." Almost automatically his face brightened once more as he began to slowly descend into a vacant spot about a block away from the procession.
Using the brief intermission, Videl began to put her shoes back on while still being cradled in Gohan's arms. When she was done, she looked up at him to find his ebony eyes intently watching her as his raven hair silently played in a passing breeze. His face was dimly lit by streetlights that lined the sidewalk making him seem all the more handsome and mysterious to her.
He stood there just staring at her with those eyes, his gaze unshifting, his body motionless, that torrid look expressing everything but showing nothing, and she suddenly felt like she was being burned alive under that intense, obsidian gaze. Her own eyes began to wander, attempting to relieve herself of the anxious feeling he had set upon her without even trying.
They traveled over the fine features of his face, careful to avoid those eyes. She noted the single strand of black hair that always seemed to fall perfectly over his face giving him both an innocent and a devilish appeal. Falling down the sides of his face, her eyes came to rest on his cheekbone and she briefly remembered times when she'd seen his cheeks graced with the slightest hint of dimples near the corners of his eyes while he'd smile admirably towards her. A small grin caught at the edges of her mouth as she remembered that smile she'd come to adore.
Almost instinctively, her eyes found his amiable lips. They rested in an abeyant manner upon his face with no obvious emotion and still seeming all the more enchanting, and for a brief instant, she wondered…. Snapping back into reality, she shook the thought from her mind and had the misfortune of once again meeting the obsidian gaze that had held her captive moments ago. His face appeared to be slightly closer now, but then again, it could have been her mind playing tricks on her as it had often done in the past.
Mustering all the will power she was able to contain, she broke the chilled silence needing relief once again from his stare. "You can put me down now, Gohan," she whispered and quickly regretted the request as he gently obeyed and set her down on her feet in the brisk air of the night. A shudder passed down her spine from the loss of his warmth, but it was quickly subdued as he cautiously stretched his arm around her back and held her opposite shoulder affectionately.
The action was shy yet intimate to Videl, and she almost immediately began to blush as he lead her forward and into the frenzy that was once their school's gym but was now an elegant show of dim lights and beautiful decorations. Her head spun as her crystalline eyes darted about excitedly until they came to look back up at her date whom by the looks of it was rather uncomfortable at the present moment.
"What's wrong?" she asked him softly but loud enough for his Saiyan ears to hear above the music.
Gohan's head snapped down to look at her, confusion written in plain red letters across his face. "I didn't know all these people were going out with each other."
Videl's frowned her own confusion at his words as they both looked back at the vast dance floor. "What do you mean?"
"All these people dancing with each other," he explained raising a hand to point to everyone on the dance floor. "I didn't know even half of them were actually couples."
Again she face faulted trying to figure out what he meant but with no resolve, so she simply stated, " I don't know what you mean, Gohan. This is prom, of course couples are going to dance together."
"Yeah, I know, but I didn't know that all of them were going out."
"They aren't," Videl chuckled absently.
"Then why are they dancing together?" he inquired, his curiosity having been piqued. "I thought only couples danced."
"That's not necessarily true," she replied. "It's true that couples do dance together, but you don't have to be a couple to dance, you can be friends. Prom is just a party where friends have fun together and dance. That's basically all prom is, dancing and having fun with your friends."
"Really?"
"Yeah," Videl scoffed amusedly. "What did you think happened at prom?"
Gohan scratched the back of his head bewildered and replied, "I knew there was dancing, but other than that I really didn't know."
At his innocence she laughed before calming and once again looking around the gym to examine the small, white lights that were temporarily hung from the ceiling and the band that played quiet melodies on the stage built in the corner for all the couples to dance to. It truly was amazing what the decorating committee had been able to accomplish in such a short amount of time. After about a minute she turned back to find Gohan standing slightly in front of her faintly bowed with his left hand extended towards her, his right hand behind his back, and a smug grin spread across his face and dripping its contented essence into his bright eyes.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked thoughtfully.
A small, mischievous grin took over her own features and she took his hand with a nod of her head and followed as he lead her out and onto the dance floor. She promptly placed her free hand on his broad shoulder and waited as he chagrinedly placed an uncertain hand on her hip, keeping the contact between their already linked hands. A blush spread onto the bridge of her nose at his light touch and began to rapidly grow as he directed her into a steady rhythm and pace with the music and avoided eye contact as they began to sway and move with the music.
The music played softly in the background as they danced inattentively, neither really paying much attention to the other and lost in their own thoughts.
Can you hear it in my voice
Was it something I let slip
Does the whole world know
Isn't it obvious?
I'm the one who's in control
Now I'm acting like a fool
Do my feelings show?
Is my face aglow?
Isn't it obvious?
Loosing rhythm for just a moment, Videl accidentally stepped sideways onto Gohan's foot earning her a short grunt followed by an amused chuckle as she looked down at their feet sheepishly for a moment. "Sorry," she reconciled with a small laugh before turning her gaze up to meet his.
That I don't know what I'm doing anymore
I'm feeling like a little girl
Caught up in emotions
I'm out of control
Isn't it obvious?
Do you see my hands, they tremble
Wonder why I can't look you in the eyes
Don't know how long
I can keep this inside
Isn't it obvious?
Glowing sapphire met burning obsidian and for an instant the two were set in a dream like trance just gazing intently at one another and oblivious to even the racing of their own hearts as they threatened to rupture and spill from force of their effortful warning.
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A/N: Sorry to leave it kinda at a cliffhanger moment, but I'm already working on the next chapter. Once again, please r/r. It would only encourage me to continue. Sorry if they seem kinda OOC, I'm horrible at characterizing sometimes. ~Poppy