Chapter 4: Our Paces
"Gohan, stop this!" yelled Chi Chi in anger as she tugged on the cloths-filled duffle bag her son carried. "Goku, say something to your son!"
Goku, in typical Son fashion, sat at the table with his younger son shoveling food and watching the drama play out between his wife and eldest boy. As was the case with most of the recent arguments Chi-Chi and Gohan had, he knew when to hold em, when to fold em, and when to walk away.
"This is something I have to do!" Gohan snapped. "You can either support my decision or not. I really couldn't care less."
It had been three weeks since the incident at the Satan Dojo. Finals had ended at Orange Star High and the time had come for Gohan to retrieve Videl, her father, and Mr. Buu. He had a vague idea of what he needed to do, so he would have to make up some of it as he went. The other most important woman in his life needed him and he wasn't going to leave her floundering.
"What about cram school?!" his mother shrieked. "How're you gonna get into a decent university if you aren't ready for the entrance exams?!"
"Is that all you ever think about?!" Gohan bellowed. "I'm the most powerful God-damned thing in the freakin universe, I've got the highest test scores in my entire school, and you want me to think about fucking cram school?!"
At his outburst, his mother saw red. For the last few months, Gohan had gotten more and more out of line with her. At first, she had tried grounding him, and he just flat-out ignored her. Then, she tried getting Goku to intervene, which only drove an even bigger wedge not just between her and her son, but also drug out some of Gohan's privately held resentment for Goku's past actions.
"How dare you?! How dare YOU!?"
"How dare I what…?" Gohan seethed. "Come on! How dare I what, Mom?!"
"You don't come home for days at a time, you shack up with that damned girl every night, and you hardly ever spend time with your family! You're too young to be doing those things with Videl! I don't want to become a grandmother like that!"
Gohan rounded on her. "Last time I checked Mom, you and Dad were doing a lot more with each other when you were my age! I'm a grown-assed man and I'll do whatever I have to! What about that do you not get?!"
Tears streaming down her cheeks, Chi-Chi collapsed to her knees. She couldn't protect him. She couldn't stop him from pulling a Goku and leaving the family.
"Go then!" she screamed. "Get out and don't come back! Don't expect to have a place to lay your head down when you walk out that door!"
Gohan turned around and shot his mother a glare that would've made Piccolo damned proud to have perfected the thing. "I love you Mom, but you've never given two shits about what I want. You've always tried to live your life through me, treating me as if I were some blank canvas that you could just paint over!"
"I did it for your own good!" she wailed. "I want you to have it better than we ever did!"
"Don't hand me that crap!" Gohan rebuked. "You're miserable about your own life choices, and you want me to be every bit as miserable. I'll go to school, I might go to college, but I'll succeed on my own terms and I'll be sure to enjoy the only life I'll ever have, a life that you've wasted! I'm through with this…"
Just as Gohan was heading out the door, he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. Doing an about-face, his glare locked eyes with the profile of his father.
"What Dad?" the half-breed ground out.
"You really love her, don't you?" asked Goku. He was obviously referring to Videl. The man gave his son a warm, understanding smile that softened Gohan's demeanor.
Gohan broke eye contact with the Saiyan, opting instead to stare at the ground. "Every bad thing that's happened in our lives since Cell is my fault! Your death, my not taking credit for Cell setting Videl up to fail, my lies setting her up to fail against Spopovich, Buu killing everyone, and now the only girl I've ever loved is losing who she is!"
Grabbing his now seething son's shoulders, Goku forced Gohan to look him in the eye. "None of that's your fault, Gohan! You've done everything you could to make things right. Stop doubting yourself!"
"No…," uttered Gohan shaking his head, "You're dead wrong… Every problem I've had in life is because of my own lack of foresight, not seeing the bigger picture! I have to break that chain before it hangs me! I-I'm emancipating myself. I can't do what I have to do as long as I have to answer to Mom! I've never had a real choice in life, and I let Mom turn me into a hen-pecked, simpering bitch! I've lost my self-respect because of her, but I'm not gonna lose Videl!"
Trying to calm himself, Gohan breathed deeply before continuing. "All my life, someone else has led me around by the leash! I've never been allowed to be my own person. Mom has always had my balls in her purse! She's always tried to keep me from the rest of the world, and by the time I got around to having a real social life, I didn't know what to do with it! It's a fucking insult that she thinks two years of socializing in high school will somehow make up for a lifetime of her damage…"
Gohan by now was so pissed that he was screaming. "She ruined me, Dad! She fucking ruined ME! It's all her FAULT! Because of her, I was so socially stunted, that I ruined my first time with Videl! I was so sexually stunted that I couldn't even make our first time together meaningful! I'll never get that back. Videl paid to get me sexual therapy for God's sake! For all Mom's taken from me, I'll never forgive her!"
Goku's face grew pensive. It was becoming all too clear that his son's emotional baggage, his peace of mind, his sense of control, his sense of masculinity, and his sense of self-worth were in tatters every bit as much as his girlfriend's. Had his own death at the hands of Cell really left his son's life so rudderless? Just how badly did not having a positive male role model in the house affect his son's adolescence?
When Goku was a boy, he practically raised himself. Life was a grand adventure that gave Goku no shortage of elation. Goku wasn't always the brightest bulb, but he understood some of what his son was feeling. Perhaps it was time. Perhaps Gohan was ready to leave and live life for himself.
"Well…" Goku sighed, "I guess you've put more than a little thought into this, huh?"
"Dad…," Gohan began, "I love Videl! If I abandon her now, I'll be no better than…" Gohan couldn't finish the last part.
"…No better than me," his father finished with a hushed tone. "You don't have to say it son. I will. If it hadn't been for the last tournament, I don't think I would have come back. I would like to say that I want to start being a better father to you, but I know you wouldn't believe me anyway. I just want you to know one thing."
"What is it?"
Smiling, Son Goku wrapped his arms around his eldest, giving him one more reassuring hug. "That I'm proud of you no matter what you do in life. Rest assured, you'll always have a place to come back to."
Gohan tightened his hold on his father before the two of them pulled apart. Goku gave his eldest one more look-over before beaming his patented Son smirk.
"Now go be a man to Videl!" he ordered with a slap to his son's shoulder. "Judging by your nightlife kis, I'd say you've done a better job than you give yourself credit for."
His face reddening, Gohan nodded an awkward, "Yeah….maybe." before taking to the air. His father continued to wave at the young man as he disappeared into the distance. One question came to Goku as he watched his eldest depart.
'When did he get so bold?'
"So this is the place, huh?"
Unimpressed, Mr. Satan and Videl looked around at the barren landscape. Basins, cliffs, and mesas stretched for miles in either direction, separated only by sparse shrubbery. Mr. Buu stood off to the side, picking at an anthill with childlike fascination.
"Yes," answered Gohan. "This is the place where Piccolo pummeled into me the fundamentals of martial arts."
"Pummeled?!" Videl repeated. "He beat you?! I thought you said you were only four years old!"
"We were under some pretty stringent constraints at the time," Gohan explained. "It was here where Mister Piccolo introduced me to flying by throwing me off a cliff."
Videl's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. "He did that to a toddler?!"
"I survived," was Gohan's cut answer.
Hearing this, Videl found a new appreciation for just what her boyfriend went through to become the man he is now. Could she really do the same?
"So…, where do we start?" she asked enthusiastically.
"I'm gonna put you through some paces to see just where we need to begin." Gohan scanned the surrounding terrain as if looking for something. He soon spied a nearby rock the size of a small house.
"This will do nicely," said Gohan. "Videl, I want you to try and move this."
"WHAT?!" she screamed. She looked at her boyfriend as if he'd grown a second head. "B-but there's no way I can move that!"
"Do it anyway," was Gohan's response.
Groaning to herself, the Satan girl walked up and lent into the large boulder. She dug her feet into the sandy topsoil below and gave it her all. Unsurprisingly, the massive rock didn't budge. She bore down with everything and gave it hell, but still nothing. Her brute strength, though great by human standards, just wasn't enough to meet the task.
'This is gonna be harder than I thought…' When Piccolo told him to move a rock, he did it. When Piccolo told him to fight a T-Rex with his bare hands, he thought his old mentor was deranged, but he still rose to the challenge. Gohan was beginning to see that Videl's baptizing into the inner secrets of the ancient martial arts would be no quick and easy thing.
Defeated, Videl leaned back against the rock, and took a moment to rest.
"Now, try doing it with your ki," Gohan suggested.
"Alright!" Steeling herself, the small teen tapped deep into her ki reserves and put everything she had into one last endeavor. Still, nothing…
"Huh?!" Gohan scratched the back of his head sheepishly, his aloofness to Videl's relatively normal limitations coming across a little more blatantly than he'd like. "L-let's find you a smaller one."
"Could you move it?!" the Champ inquired almost accusingly.
With a sigh, Gohan stepped up to the house-sized boulder and brought his index finger up to the same spot Videl had been pushing on. With a slow flex of his wrist, his finger pushed the massive boulder as if he were sliding open a bathroom door.
The effect this act had on Mark Satan was comical to say the least, but for Videl, the effect was completely different. Videl tossed a jealous glare his way. If that glare of hers were a weapon, Gohan would be needing a sensu bean.
"Here's a better one!" he called. He ran over to the significantly smaller boulder, this one being roughly the size of a truck, and quickly assessed it. It was more rectangular in shape than the larger one he had Videl use before.
"That's a small one?" asked the Champ, incredulously.
"Here goes nothing," muttered the small teen as she braced herself for this seemingly less Herculean task. This time however, the rock shifted with an audible 'thump!'
"Did you hear that?! She moved it!" squealed Mister Satan excitedly. "I don't know how but she did!"
Gohan ignored the older man. "Alright, now dig into your ki!"
Gritting her teeth, the raven-haired girl drew on her inner life energies, and the boulder began to slide along the sandy ground, first slowly then picking up speed.
Feeling very small indeed, her father's eyes grew wide as saucers. Losing his composure, the Champ sunk to his knees.
Stopping, Videl looked back at her boyfriend with expectant wide eyes. Much to her disappointment, Gohan had his hand behind his head and a patently superficial grin as if he were trying to put on an excited front. Videl knew when he was acting. You don't sleep with someone and hang onto someone's arm constantly without picking up on their little tics.
"That bad huh?" she asked, her deep feeling of inferiority rearing its ugly head once more.
"Not entirely," was Gohan's answer, his hand raised in a placating gesture. "Don't get so depressed. This was only a test. You're still a lot stronger than most people ever will become."
"On a scale of one to ten?"
"For mainstream martial artists," he said, "I'd put you at a 13. Like I said before, this is just to find your starting point."
"OK…" breathed Videl.
Gohan brought his fists up to his sides. "Next, we're gonna spar."
A wild, predatory gleam found its way into Videl's eyes as she started to gaze at her boyfriend with a hungry longing. It was that same feeling she got whenever she put her life at risk. That trill, that rush... Like she was getting a quick fix.
Gohan for his part was a little unnerved by the change in his girlfriend's demeanor. The only time she ever looked like that was when they were either fighting crime or when Videl got to be on top when they were having sex. In the short time he'd known her before she uncovered his identity as Saiyaman, she always had this wily fierce look about her when she pursued him. She was like a lioness stalking her prey.
"You better not go easy on me," growled Videl. "Test or not, I still have my pride."
"OK…OK!" he placated in an effort to appease the short girl. "You asked for it." With that, Gohan vanished from sight.
"W-Where'd he go?!" asked a panicked Mr. Satan.
Ignoring her father completely, Videl whipped around to see if Gohan was trying to catch her from behind. She saw nothing. Turning back around to where Gohan had disappeared, she was met with Gohan's tall form. Craning her neck to meet his gaze, she cursed herself for being so damned short. He looked down at her with an unsettling scrutinizing stare.
Stepping back, the little Satan girl let loose with a flurry of ki-enhanced punches. To any normal human being, the strikes would've blended together in a blur of movement, but to Gohan however, the strikes were something he could handle in his sleep. Raising his left hand, the half-Saiyan casually parried and blocked shots that would have laid out the entire mainstream martial arts community.
"Keep it up as long as you can!" he commanded. "We need to see the full extent of your stamina."
Videl continued to pour on the punches, and Gohan pushed aside every shot in turn as if he were playing a casual game with a toddler. This continued on unimpeded for a good hour until Gohan grew decidedly bored.
"Now mix in some kicks!" ordered the half-Saiyan. "Treat this as if it's real because I'm about to start mixing things up."
"Err…what do you think I'm doing?!" she growled. All business, her boyfriend frowned.
The shock of seeing just how easily the Son boy toyed with his daughter, a girl who had easily surpassed him a couple of years ago, had the afroed man sitting down for air. If Videl had maintained an assault like this with him, he would've been steamrolled within two minutes, four if he got really lucky. He was soon brought back to the real world by Gohan.
"Mark! Get behind me and start throwing everything at me from behind!'
"I-I thought this was supposed to be Videl's training," said the Champ.
Still flicking away Videl's seemingly fearsome assault with one hand, Gohan replied, "You said you wanted to come along. You're not getting out of this without contributing. Like I said, let's shake things up a bit."
With a groan, Mr. Satan settled behind Gohan and started to rain his own punches down on the boy. To his continued shock and amazement, Gohan used the same arm to block his every move that he was with Videl. Hell, he made it seem downright playful!
Videl kept her punches compact and her kicks as random as she could. Sweat was pouring down her body, and Gohan wasn't even winded. She was so fixated on her boyfriend's calm state that she didn't even notice the back of Gohan's hand coming her way.
Videl didn't have time to sputter as the back of Gohan's hand connected with her lips and nose. There was so much force behind the blow, at least to her, that she was knocked back and rolled face down in the sand. Blood dripped from her busted lip onto the hot, baking ground. Pushing herself onto her elbows, she glared angrily at Gohan. She wasn't half as angry though as the third member of their party.
'H-he bitch-slapped me!' was the only coherent thought Videl had.
"What the Hell was that?!" screamed Mr. Satan. The man looked like he was gonna have a stroke.
"What?! I told her that I was gonna mix things up," Gohan explained in a placating tone. "This is how my mentor eased me into it, unless of course you'd like to spar with her."
Mr. Satan had no answer for that. He certainly didn't want to spar with his baby girl, especially since the disparity between the two of them had grown so much.
Taking the man's silence as a surrender, a smirk made its way up Gohan's face. "I didn't think so…"
Gohan finished just in time to dodge a hard right to the face. Videl was furious, and her anger was reducing her to a klutz. In her weariness, she staggered forward and tripped over her own feet. It was hot, very hot, and it wasn't even midday yet. Her sweaty hair was clinging to her back and face, and exhaustion was beginning to take it's toll. Her ki reserves wouldn't last much longer before they became dangerously low.
Gohan seemed to notice this too. He brought his hand down and gestured for the girl to stop.
"That's enough," he remarked. "I was gonna have you run, but you've expended too much energy, too quick. Any more and you'll die from a heat stroke. We'll take a break."
"I'm not finished yet," Videl ground out. "I'm gonna make you get serious with me!"
"Not like this you're not," was his tort reply.
"Err…Damn you and your dismissive bullshit!" she cried as she threw herself back at Gohan with renewed ferocity. "Treat me like an equal! Stop treating me like I can't handle it!"
Gohan was getting angry. "You don't know what you're asking!"
'What the hell has gotten into this girl?!' he asked himself.
"It's all or nothing, Gohan!" screamed Videl. "Bear it all! I want it, I want it! Man the fuck up!"
At that last remark, something inside Gohan snapped. Drawing back his hand, he swung the back of his fist at the little brunette. Videl was lucky that she had her guard up when she did for when the back of Gohan's fist collided with her arms, the gut-wrenching sound of bones breaking and muscles tearing could be heard all around. The last thing Gohan heard before Videl was summersaulted into a gruesome roll was a pained 'yelp!'
Videl came to a stop a good ten meters away from Gohan and her father. She was losing consciousness and fast. All the concussions, all the bullet wounds from her time working with the Satan City Police were nothing compared to the bodily destruction of her boyfriend losing control. Her arms were shattered, her shoulders were torn out of place, and she began to choke on her own blood. The pain was worse than anything she had experienced at the hands of Spopovich and Barbella. The next thing she noticed before losing consciousness were the shapes of Gohan and her father leaning over her.
Videl clutched her head as a fresh wave of pain brought her out of dreamland. Opening her eyes, the first thing she noticed was that it was night time. The Milky Way painted a serene canvass across the evening desert sky. The second thing she noticed was that a campfire had been set up right outside their capsule house. The third were the blankets she was wrapped in. The final thing she noted was that her biker shorts and bra, and boots were missing, leaving her only clad in her white shirt and panties. Trying to recall what happened, she was brought out of her reverie by the voice of the boy she loved.
"You're up!" Gohan sat at her side shakily and handed her a cup of something warm, tea perhaps, before putting an arm around her shoulder.
She avoided his gaze as much as she could before stating, "You hurt me…"
"I did what Piccolo would have done to me," he explained. "Growing up, it's the only way I've ever learned how to train."
A pregnant silence fell as Videl visualized Gohan getting destroyed by his own mentor as badly as she had earlier. "Did he ever hurt you as much as you hurt me?"
Sighing shakily, Gohan removed his arm from around her shoulder before crouching down in front of her. He cupped her chin and brought her gaze up to meet his. "No."
'No!' How was she supposed to take that? Was she supposed to be happy that Gohan finally got serious with her, or angry because he showed less regard for her safety than even the once evil Piccolo Daimoa showed for his student?
Gohan regarded her silence momentarily before continuing. "The strength difference between me and Piccolo wasn't even a blip on the scale compared to the one that currently exists between me and you. I've been dealing with some really bad issues lately, and something you said brought those issues to the forefront. It was only a moment, but I lost control because my emotions aren't where they need to be."
Videl chuckled darkly at this. "It's funny ya know. Both Spopovich and Barbella nearly killed me, but neither of them hurt me as badly as my boyfriend."
"Videl…" Gohan breathed, his heart seized in his chest.
"You let Barbella humiliate me because you wanted to save our relationship, to help me keep the very thing she took anyway," she mumbled between sips of tea, "Then you hurt me just to give me what I wanted even if it anguished you to do it. I could have died, but in the end, all you ever wanted was to make me happy."
"You mean everything to me, Videl," he said breathlessly. "I'll never leave you directionless again. Well, that and I had a falling out with my mother. It was coming anyway."
Videl's eyes widened as she whipped around. "What do you mean?"
Gohan sighed. "I left home for good. Me and my mom can't be in the same house anymore. I got tired of her bullshit."
"It was over me, wasn't it?" Videl asked, her voice tinged with guilt.
"Mostly," he replied. "I just saw the writing on the wall and realized that I could only have one important woman in my life. I realized that if I didn't leave, she'd try to control my life and our relationship till the day she croaked. I couldn't take it anymore, Videl."
"I understand," she stated in sympathy.
"Not everything," he corrected. "She has always led me around like a dog on a leash. Her home schooling kept me from having a real life, and by the time she finally allowed me to attend high school, I can't help but think she did it just to have more influence over me. I don't buy her crap about doing it to help me learn social skills any further than I can spit a rat! If that were the case, she wouldn't have tried to keep such a short leash on me from the get-go. No, she did it for the same reason she does everything: College credits. It's like she sees me as her retirement or something."
Videl raised an eyebrow at this. "Her retirement? I thought you said you were royalty."
"I am but my mother is such a strict traditionalist that she would never allow me to be my own person. My grandfather the Ox King raised her the same way. I guess my mother never knew any other way to parent. She only became a fighter so she could catch my dad and make him keep his end of some promise he never even understood. I don't even think my mother knew what she really wanted in life before she married."
"Ya know…," began Videl. "I used to be a fan of Chi-Chi's."
"You what?"
Videl pulled her knees up to her chest. "I admired your mother. I used to idolize her as someone all female martial artists could look up to. I thought we could have had something in common. Upon getting to know her however, I see just how naïve I really was. Even my father doesn't interfere with my life as much as your mom did yours. If you did continue staying with her, she would have tried to run over me too. She probably would've tried to corral me into giving up on my own life, even after we get married."
Videl turned to Gohan and looked at him with conviction. "These aren't the hands of a housewife. I'm a fighter. I'm a warrior! I'm a strong, independent woman, and I'll be damned if I let someone like her try to guilt me into giving up. She already did that with you, and it got us all killed."
"Videl, I know you'd like to believe that it was my mother's fault that I gave up on fighting, but truthfully, I've never been a real fighter. I'd prefer if I never had to go into battle again."
Videl glared at him. "That's bullshit, and you know it!"
"Huh?" Speechless, Gohan's mouth hung open at his girlfriend's accusing tone.
"Let's take a walk," she coaxed, rising to her feet. Gohan stared at her retreating form before jogging after her out into the cool desert night.
The two teens didn't walk far before taking to the air in an effort to cover more distance. The couple flew silently without saying a word. They traveled a scant few miles until they found a rocky outcrop in the middle of an isolated prairie. Upon landing, Videl did an about-face on her love interest.
"Let me tell you something, Gohan!" she growled, jabbing her finger into his chest. "I didn't fall in love with a quitter! I didn't fall in love with you to have a normal life! There's no such thing as going back to normal when you know the truth!"
Gohan's gaze hardened at her criticisms. "I've never been able to have a normal life. How is normal a bad thing?"
"You're saying you want to live in denial?!" Videl fumed. "I might have been raised by a liar, but I refuse to stay in a relationship with someone who lies to himself as much as he has to me! You were born with gifts that I would've killed for, and what do you want to do?! Squander them! You want to squander them and let yourself get weak again just like you did after Cell!"
"What's gotten into you?!" Gohan yelled.
Her face reddening with rage, she pointed an accusing finger at her boyfriend. "You really wanna know?! OK, I'll tell you! You could've beaten Majin Buu! You could've saved all of us! You could've saved me! Passivism has never been a final solution to evil! It made you a pussy when you could have been a real man! You're half human, but I have yet to see one thing from you that shows that you share in our people's indomitable will! You seem to be intelligent, but everything you do keeps creating unintended consequences that we all have to live with! You could have been the hero I know you could be if you never let yourself go, the hero I fell in love with! You're not that man anymore, Gohan!"
Gohan's face began to twitch with anger. Before he could say anything however, Videl was back at it.
"Or were you ever that man?!" she asked pleadingly. "If the stories you've told me about your childhood are true, you're putting all our lives at risk by not staying in shape! By not being the man you were born to be! Take your balls out of your mother's purse and be the man I love! I didn't fall for a normal guy! I didn't fall for a scholar just so I could play house! I fell for someone extraordinary!"
"You have to make this hard, don't you?" asked Gohan.
"Gohan… I'm saying this because you need to hear it! Eventually, our luck's gonna run out, and when we need you to be strong, you're not going to be ready when the time comes! I'm no quitter, and I refuse to let you be one! I want a warrior that I can aspire to! I want someone I can stand beside when all my training is complete so I can feel proud. I don't want to catch up with you just because you let yourself go! There's no honor in that! It would make everything I did seem meaningless. Have some pride and stop being Chi-Chi's product!"
Gohan fell silent. His girlfriend really knew how to twist the knife.
"Every time you quit, you can bet that whoever comes to threaten us next will be laughing. Do you want to get everyone killed again? Be who you were born to be! Be who you were destined to be!"
Gohan's features began to soften as the weight of his woman's words sank in. "You drive a hard bargain Miss Videl Satan!" he commented with a sigh. "You make our relationship sound more like a business contract every day."
Videl returned his smile with her own. "I've been doing that since day one. Look who I was raised by."
"I do have two conditions though," he said.
At this, Videl placed her hands on her hips. "Fire away."
"One…" began the half-Saiyan. "I still go to college for something."
"Done!"
"Two…" he continued with a devious smirk. "You have to give yourself to me every time I want it."
A pink tint found its' way onto Videl's face as she smiled up at the love of her life. "I thought I was already doing that but OK, it's a deal!"
"Wanna shake on it?" asked the demi-Saiyan, extending a hand.
"I'll do you one better," Videl whispered breathlessly as she reached up and pulled her half-Saiyan love interest in for a slow, deep-throated kiss. Their tongues dueled for access until the two teens broke away for air. "Let's fuck on it!"
"W-what?!" Gohan stammered, his face deadpanning.
Videl's eyes took on a mischievous glint as she reached under the hem of her white shirt, and hooking her fingers around the strings of her panties, pulled the delicate fabric down to her ankles.
His mouth hanging open from the abrupt playful change of his girlfriend's attitude, Gohan soon found himself grinning from ear to ear. "You kooky, beautiful bitch…"
Giggling, Videl stepped out of the discarded piece of clothing, and clasping her hands to her now exposed pussy, stepped away until she was leaning back against a nearby rock face. Gohan watched with lust-filled eyes as his petite girlfriend, still standing, spread her legs open and bore him her treasures. His own cloths had joined Videl's panties in a pile off to the side as he sauntered over to the love of his life. Just as he was about to bridge the gap between the two of them, Videl motioned him to stop.
"It's not everyday someone hurts me just to be a better boyfriend," she said wryly, her breathing becoming ragged. "It's all yours Gohan. A reward for good behavior. Come and get it!" With that, Videl brought her hips forward, and reaching under her, spread the folds of her hot little kitty-cat.
Looking down at his girlfriend's spread mound, he remarked with a chuckle "Well, I drank the poison. Might as well lick the bowl."
Crouching, Gohan buried his nose and lips in her moist, heated womanhood. He reveled in both the scent of Videl's arousal and her warrior's scent. The musky cocktail of smells drove him wild as he pushed his tongue into her most intimate space to lap up her fine wine. He wanted, no, he had to have her smell all over him.
Videl shuttered at the sensations Gohan drudged out of her as he licked and preened her throbbing pussy. Craning her head back, she bit down on her lower lip as the man between her thighs brought her to a place of ecstasy. The pleasure was earth-shattering, the heat was delicious, and the pressure building in her womb had her bucking her hips to meet his skilled mouth. Her nipples had become rock-hard by this point, and Videl reached up with one hand and kneaded them like flour dough as her other hand buried itself in Gohan's black locks.
Gohan flicked his tongue over her outer labia with reckless abandon as he took to this task with a zeal that would have made any religious fanatic proud. Hearing the moans and husky breaths of the gorgeous girl above him fed into his libido like nothing else.
Soon enough, the knot of tension in her lower belly came undone and Videl was sent into a rapture of carnal delight. She squealed as a wave of her love juices drenched her consort's face. Gohan was unprepared when his little girlfriend locked her powerful thighs around his head and began to gyrate on his tongue in an effort to ride out the hot fire she felt in her nether regions.
Her convulsions subsiding, Videl slid down the rock wall onto her rear. Kneeling down, Gohan picked his lover up bridal style and brought her over to a patch of dry grass. There, he laid her down gently before climbing atop her. Her thighs spread wide as she began to pleasure herself at the thought of what was about to happen.
Her eyes glossed over with raw lust, Videl stared up at her Saiyan suitor. Her mouth hung agape as she licked her lips sensuously. Her pelvis gyrated as if it were seeking access to its better half all on its own, and her velvety nether lips brushed against the tip of his hardness, eliciting an instinctual forward jerk of Gohan's hips.
Not able to take it any longer, Gohan seized her hips and lifted her bottom to get better access. Lining up, the half breed looked into his woman's hungry eyes before pushing himself into her up to his own pelvis with one grinding movement.
Gohan threw back his head at the familiar feelings of being inside Videl's moist channel. It was then that he spied a full moon in the sky. Something strange began to build up inside him as he tensed against his girlfriend's lithe form.
She always marveled at his size, and how her short, small frame could handle it. She supposed she should be grateful for her small stature if only because it meant she would always be nice and tight for him. That, and it made it easier for him to bounce her in ever more exiting ways. Smirking mischievously, Videl knew that she was in for one hell of a wild ride! Little did she know that something was about to take this experience in a whole new direction.
Looking back down at his consort, Gohan's world began to fade to black. A primal, feral imperative took over his body, an imperative that he was no longer in control of, and he pinned Videl's wrists above her.
A look of terror falling over her, Videl gazed into her lover's face. Gohan's eyes turned teal and a green light began to shine outwards from Gohan in circular rippling waves that distorted the colors of the surrounding world as each one painted over the other. The earth began to quake as a great, terrifying power began to overtake the half-Saiyan teen, and lightning, radical lightning such that no storm could produce, wrent the grass and standing structures in the surrounding region.
He was going Super Saiyan! Videl didn't know how or why but it was happening. Elder Kai's unlocking of Gohan's hidden potential should have been the end of Gohan's transforming days, but apparently they were all mistaken. What she wasn't expecting however, were the results it had on her. Videl writhed in ecstasy as a golden aura, Gohan's bioelectric power, overtook and subjugated her own ki and clad her in a protecting, accentuating warm light that made her pussy absolutely tingle with delight. It empowered her and conveyed upon her the ki-enhanced strength and physical toughness that her body would need to handle what was to come.
The power continued to billow up until it reached a critical mass within Videl's sultry body, and then something amazing happened. Her hair stood on end and turned completely blond as tendrils of azure lightning coursed through her. The show hadn't even started yet and she was already thrashing around beneath him as she curled her toes with untold pleasure.
With a final explosive flash, a brilliant dome of green light blasted out from the young lovers and absolutely decimated the surrounding area. The force was such that a deep pressure crater was pushed into the Earth by the concussive forces of Gohan's radical power. When the smoke cleared, Gohan started down at her with eyes that were completely white and his golden glowing hair shot out in every direction. His expression was one of untamed, unencumbered hunger.
Just before the Buu incident months ago, she had seen this state on a renegade Saiyan named Broly as she tried in vain to fight him off with Goten and Trunks in the northern crystal fields. She was terrified then, but now that she had an LSS of her own, she reveled in Gohan's new post-Elder Kai transformation. She owed the Supreme Kai a big favor for this.
Videl wrapped her thighs around Gohan's waist and used the leverage to press her ample bosom though her white shirt against his now massive physique. That was all it took for Gohan to start rocking her body in his super state with an animalistic quick, powerful tempo.
Her eyes fluttering, Videl's head thrashed with abandon as her berserker boyfriend plowed her fertile field. Her and Gohan's husky screams and the slapping of flesh on flesh were the only sounds anyone could hear at this carnal ground zero as Gohan's humping stirred up a musky cocktail of sexual juices where their bodies joined. No other man could do this for her, and no other girl would know this particular pleasure but her. This was something her and Gohan had alone. If for no other reason, this discovery made it where she could never be happy with another man regardless their many issues as a couple.
"That's it Gohan! That's it!" wailed the lust-crazed girl, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm all yours baby! Pound my kitty-cat! Pound my kitty-cat! I'm all yours whenever you want me, I promise!"
The two teens continued on like this for a few hours, but like most good things, this too had to come to an end. In Gohan's crazed state, it was a wonder Videl didn't die from sex-induced exhaustion. With one last powerful thrust, the boy emptied his loins into Videl's waiting womb. Videl bucked and thrashed her hips wildly as she was hit with an orgasm so powerful that she lost consciousness and with it the protective golden aura that Gohan's mating had enshrouded her with.
Gohan's hips gave a few more involuntary jerks as he laid behind his once again raven-haired girlfriend. The unpredictable power leaving him, the exhausted teen wrapped his arms around the small girl as if she were the most precious thing in the cosmos.
The two naked teens were woken by dawn's first light. Gohan, being the early morning riser of the two, was the first to stir. Grabbing Videl's shoulder, he shook the petite female until she came to.
"I'm awake, I'm awake...," repeated the Satan girl groggily. She wiped the sleep from her eyes with a deep yawn before turning into her boyfriend's embrace.
"You seem to have slept well," he observed.
"As good as one can on solid rock," was her tort reply. She tossed her head back and forth in an effort to get the kinks out. "So…, about my training?"
"I'm too strong to be of any real help, but I know someone who can help us," explained the half-breed.
"Who? Your mom?" Videl joked.
"No, but that's a good one," he chuckled, "No, I'm talking about the founder of my father's school of martial arts! The Turtle Hermit, Master Muten Roshi. He has a lot more experience with building up fighters from scratch. Decades more! He's the go-to guy!"
"Master Roshi…?"
'Where have I heard that name before?' Finally it dawned on her.
"Wait a minute!" she snapped excitedly. "You mean that Master Roshi?! The legendary martial artist!"
"Uh…yeah." Gohan gave her a 'No Duh!' look. "You met him before on the Lookout, remember?"
Briefly, Videl's mind wandered back to the old man with a Fuu-Manchu who had pulled so many perverted acts with her both while she was hunting for the Dragonballs with Bulma and the gang and while she was staying on the Lookout during the whole Buu crisis. Her face began to twitch at the thought of her last episode with the elderly master. How could see not forget?! All of a sudden, learning the inner secrets of the ancient martial arts didn't seem too appealing.
"Do we have to?" she asked in a defeated tone.
"He's the only one who can help us," said Gohan, confirming her fears.
"Of course he is…" she moaned sourly.
The two teens got up and took to the air. It was time for them to get back to camp, and Videl needed to help Gohan search the surrounding area for his cloths. Most of the cloths were scattered out in a wide circle, some of them bearing the brunt of the two teen's nighttime romp.
Finding the last article, the young lovers sped off back to camp. Little did they realize that they left one very important undergarment behind. The discarded panties in question hung from a tree limb, flapping like a flag in the wind.
Arriving back at camp, they found that Videl's father and Mr. Buu were already cooking up some morning grub.
"Where have you two been?!" demanded the Champ.
"Gohan and me had some important issues to discuss," his daughter answered.
The afroed fighter was unconvinced. Suddenly, a desert gale picked up. It was so strong that it blew a certain girl's night shirt up around her waist. That was all it took for Mark Satan and Son Gohan to get an eyeful.
"Videl!" screamed the Champ. "You're not wearing any underwear!"
Looking down, Videl discovered that indeed, her little brunette-tufted womanhood was on display for all present. With an embarrassed "EEK!" she closed her legs tightly and grabbed the hem of her shirt, tugging it down in an effort to retain some form of dignity. Her face flushed as red as a tomato.
"Please…. someone, anyone, just kill me now…" she grumbled.
Oh, this was going to be a beautiful day…
Author's notes: I'm sorry if it took a little longer to get this chapter up. I really didn't know where to go with this one since its only purpose was to answer questions and bridge events between Videl's fight in Chapter 3 and later developments. I promise that there will be more involvement by Mr. Satan in future chapters. The story isn't called 'Passion of the Father' for nothing. And before any of you ask, Yes! Gohan did become a Legendary Super Saiyan. This will become more important in future chapters.