Chapter 2 ( A saiyans weakness )

"Would you like some tea, dear?" Bulma's friendly but concerned voice rang through the kitchen. Videl, who was seated at the large dining table softly nodded, "That sounds nice." She deadpanned. She meant well and honestly tea sounded great, but she still hadn't controlled herself enough to really speak. The blue haired woman sat down across from the proud Satan girl and handed her a cup of hot chai tea. "I promise you, Gohan is completely fine." She smiled slightly in hopes of getting the young girl to talk. She took a sip of tea as she blew away a little bit of the steam. Videl's eyes finally looked upwards towards the older women. "No, I know he's ok." She spouted, sounding like she needed to convince herself of the words she spoke. "It's just…" Videl muttered as she looked back down at the table, picking up her mug and taking a big gulp, not even noticing the heat. That is, until it made its way down her throat. She jolted up, running towards the faucet and drinking the cool water straight from the source. Vegeta, who had just walked into the kitchen, scoffed at the sight. "You know, she did cook with heat." He walked towards the refrigerator and took a big swig of milk straight from the carton. Bulma, whose eyes were on Videl at first, were now directly aimed at the prince. "Vegeta, how many times do I have to tell you, use a damn cup!" She walked over to the man and gave him the death glare. Vegeta quivered on the inside, knowing that she would threaten to take away his bed privileges and maybe even the gravitation room after what just occurred in his front lawn. But his body remained stagnant and his eyes reflected the gaze being given to him. "You complain over everything woman, I'm not going to listen to all of it!" That did it. "Vegeta, if you don't listen or behave, I'm taking away…" 'Here it comes' Vegeta mentally prepared himself for the threat. He had heard it so many times before that he actually practiced not being fazed. "Food." Vegeta's proud glare fell into a million pieces. 'What? Food?' He couldn't even mentally comprehend what had just happened. Bulma smirked in victory. 'Ha, let's see you ignore that!' she thought to herself. Videl, who had witnessed the 'saiyan tamer' herself, got in the last laugh. She loved seeing the prince squirm, even if it only happened once in a blue moon. (Which was never, due to piccolo destroying it!) Vegeta could only stare in shock until his brain finally started to comprehend the words, "You wouldn't." He tested, standing firm with a smirk. " ." Bulma kept the glare, not once phased by her husband. All that was heard for a minute was the ticking of the grandfather clock and Videl's silent laughter. Finally Vegeta growled and threw the milk back into the fridge. "Fine." He snapped, slamming the fridge door. He walked out mumbling something about human woman, frying pans, and food. Videl didn't even want to ask.

As Vegeta left the room, Bulma's attention went back to Videl, who was red from restraining laughter. Seeing the young girl turn such a color, Bulma started laughing with her. After a few moments, the two regained their composure. Videl wiped a tear from her eye, "Sorry, I just can't believe 'that's' all it took for him to give in." She stifled another giggle. Bulma shook her head, "I learn from the best, Chichi has 3 hungry saiyans she needs to control. She use to threaten Goku with sleeping outside, but he welcomed it. So, since the threat didn't work, she turned to the next extreme. Food." Videl stared in shock. Goku was 'worse' than Vegeta. She couldn't even fathom what likely happened after 'that' threat. Bulma carried on, "Goku almost died of a heart attack! After the threat was made, he turned white and fainted" She started to laugh remembering her friend's story. Videl did the same while imagining Goku fainting over such a simple threat. "Needless to say, he didn't take it too well. Chichi figured that the threat was way too extreme, so she upgraded to using a frying pan." Bulma shook her head. "Brilliant, she took what Saiyans love and seeing the pan would distract them long enough to land in a hit or two." Videl's eyes bulged out. "Wouldn't that be the more extreme threat?" The elder woman shook her head, "Remember dear, they've been in fights that have almost destroyed the world. The strongest fighters in our galaxies, which 'have' landed hits on our Goku. He can take a frying pan to the head, but don't get me wrong, it does hurt. All three fear it." The mention of the other Son family members reminded Videl why she was in the Brief's kitchen in the first place and her mood took another turn. Bulma noticed Videl's mood change, she smiled a little. "You can tell me what's wrong dear, sometimes it helps getting a females advice." She noted and Videl sat down at the dining room table where she had started. 'Who else would I tell? My father is too engrossed in himself or Buu, Erasa wouldn't help either. Knowing her she would take what I'm feeling and turn it into some kind of romantic love story.' Videl shuttered at the thought. "Ok…" She took a breath, trying to come up with the right words to explain what she was feeling. "I had a dream today and it started with me in a snowy forest. I was in the middle of a small meadow and it was outlined in darkness. I felt like someone was watching me so I called for them to come out… I then heard Gohan's voice." Bulma's eyes never left the girls face. "I ran towards what I 'thought' was where his voice was coming from and as I got closer to him, the snow and cold disappeared. It seemed like something was wrong so I asked him what was going on and he just kept a gaze into the darkness. He then started to disappear and I tried to grab onto him so he wouldn't leave but I was too late. Where he was standing was now black and the air became unbearably hot." Videl's eyes remained downcast as her story finished. Bulma smiled a little bit, "You care for him a lot don't you?" The young girls face started to burn from embarrassment and she nodded, "Of course I care about him, he's my friend." she mentioned as she came to the end of her sentence, it was almost a whisper. Bulma noted the change of the young girls tone and she smiled even more. "Gohan is very strong; I doubt he'll disappear anytime soon." Bulma then looked up in thought, remembering the incident with Buu. "I guess he did leave once… but its simple to wish him back." She noted thoughtfully. Videl shook her head, "No, I don't think that's it. I know Gohan is really strong, he can probably even put the queen of happiness over there" She pointed into the direction Vegeta left and a low growl came from the hallway. "In his place." Videl smirked as the growling got deeper, Bulma could only laugh. "You may be right, sure today ended in a draw, but if they were to truly fight… I wonder who would win." The two women started thinking and both face faulted. All they could see was the destruction of the Earth. 'Let's not find out.' They both thought to themselves as they shuddered. "That brat would never be a match for me! He's below me in both power and rank!" Vegeta's voice rang through the large building, causing the girls to laugh even harder.