I'd Do Anything For You - Hercule Is A Big, Bad, Jerk!!
Disclaimer: DBZ isn't mine!! Argh!! These disclaimers are killing me.. ::*joins a support group against disclaimers*::
Author's Note: Hmm!! Hope people like this chapter.. And I kinda need help on an idea.. Check the end of the chapter for it!! [After you read this chapter, of course! *wink wink*]
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Previous chapter...
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The girl blinked, drawn out of her fantasy and glared at Gohan. She turned and was about to pull out the capsule that held her helicopter when she remembered the ability that she had just come close to perfecting. She turned and shot a dirty look at Gohan, yelling
"You can be such a jerk sometimes, you know?!?!"
Then turned, shoving powerfully off the ground with both feet, leaving a bewildered Gohan alone, who scratched his head, confused.
::*What'd I say??*::
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Videl landed quickly on her balcony and ran into her room, past the large opened doors with gigantic windows to throw herself on the bed. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it, curling up into a ball as she sniffed slightly, her eyes becoming watery. The girl sighed, rubbing an eye with the knuckle of her right hand. No point in crying over Gohan...
A roar exploded from the lower level of the mansion that Videl and her Father lived in.
"VIDELLLLL!! WHERE IN THE NAME OF SATAN ARE YOU!!"
Muttering, she pulled herself off her bed and tried to make her appearance as normal as possible. She yanked open her door and screamed back down in reply,
"I'm in my room!!!"
The sound of stomping feet could be heard on the stairs.
::*Great. Juuuust great. He's coming up to yell at me, probably about boys. This day just gets better and better.*::
The looming figure of Hercule appeared in the doorway of the large bedroom. He scratched his unshaven face with an abnormally large hand then tightened the small belt on his robe, then roared at Videl, who stood defiantly in front of him.
"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT BOYS!!"
"That they're bad and they just want to rape you,"
She muttered in response.
"CORRECT!!! That Gohan boy is JUST like all the others!! A fake outlook, so-called sweetness, boy oh boy, that little shrimp is in for it if he--"
Videl's patience vanished, along with her ability to control the volume of her voice, her ki level, and any possible rationality within her.
"Gohan is the sweetest, gentlest, nicest and least-perverted boy I know, you know nothing of what you're talking about, I bet you don't even train, you're lazy and overconfident and a braggart and YOU ARE STUPID!!!"
Videl gasped for air, after finishing the long run-on rant that she had somehow managed to scream in pure rage and fury at her Father. She raised her head to glare at him directly in the eye, and then realized she had gone just a little too far.
With a hoarse shout of fury, the so-called Great Hercule pulled back his arms and spun, smashing his fist into a wall. The wall wasn't too much damaged, but did acquire a few fist marks and lost some paint that chipped off. He then turned and stomped down the stairs, raging and screaming about how he was going to make that "disgusting little maggot" pay for corrupting his daughter's mind. Videl simply turned and walked back into her room, carefully closing the door behind her, all anger released with one, simple, long, sentence. A small thump sounded from outside her window, and she leaned back, looking outside curiously. A shadowed form stood outside, and the quiet sound of knocking echoed throughout her room.
The girl stood and crept towards the two doors, opening one of them slightly. She gasped in surprise as she recognized the figure that crouched outside.
"Gohan..? What are you doing!!"
She hissed, narrowing her eyes as she remembered one of the reasons for her outburst. The Great Saiyaman managed a nervous smile, then asked, fearing rejection, if he could possibly step inside.
Videl moved aside and let Gohan into the room. She watched him, trying to keep a look of annoyance and anger about her, but involuntarily felt her features soften as she watched him creep in. He looked so adorable to her at times like this, when it was obvious that he was nervous and had possibly felt the remorse of guilt.
Gohan turned and looked at her, his eyes widening slightly as he noticed the redness about her own eyes.
"She's been crying, or at least come close to it,"
He breathed, hardly believing that one of the things he said could have possibly had anything to do with the hurt that was visible in her expression.
"What do you want."
Her voice came out cold and emotionless, just as she had wanted it to sound. She didn't want him to know that what he thought meant so much to her; at times, she had a hard time believing that she could possibly have any type of feelings for a guy at her school.
"I..I.."
His voice came out a stutter.
::*Great, here I go again, sounding all geeky.. No wonder the other guys at school call me that when they think I can't hear them.*::
"Videl, I'm really sorry. I don't know what I said that bothered you, but you know, I really never meant to hurt yo--"
His apology was cut short by a loud stomping of feet on the stairs, again. Apparently Hercule had come up with a retort, and wanted another round of arguing with his daughter.
Videl gasped and grabbed Gohan by the hand, shoving him outside.
"Go, if daddy sees you here, he'll kill both you and me!!"
Gohan stumbled outside, catching himself on the railing, and turned quickly.
"Videl, I like yo--"
The two doors slammed, almost hitting him in the face, as the sounds of yelling and screaming erupted from within the girl's bedroom. Gohan sighed dejectedly, his shoulders slumped as he turned, slowly pushing himself off the ground to hover in the air.
::*Well.. at least she won't think I'm some stupid loser who loves her..*::
The quiet noise of air brushing past a body were barely audible in the orange light of oncoming dusk.
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Bulma sighed as Chichi poured her a third cup of coffee. The boys had tired her out enough to last a few weeks, and the worry over Gohan being out for so many hours wasn't helping. She raised her head to look over at Goku's wife, Chichi, Gohan's mother, seeing the lines of worry on her face. Bulma sighed a second time.
::*If that boy doesn't get here pretty dang soon, he'll have a *lot* more to worry about than his love life!*::
The door opened slowly, and Gohan, shoulders still slumped and eyes downcast, shuffled in. The two women eyed him suspiciously, Chichi almost speaking up to question him on his wherabouts but was silenced by Bulma, who shook her head as she mouthed, "girl problems", to her friend. Goku's wife nodded, understanding, and turned back to her cooking.
Gohan stepped into his room, slowly pulling the door shut behind him. He stopped, looking around sadly. Videl had stayed in it for almost a week, and everything seemed great for only about one day in total of those seven other days. Everything was great when he was staring at her, until he got caught, then when they were outside training, until he had somehow managed to insult her looks.
::*I really don't understand girls at all...*::
A sigh escaped his lips and he flopped down on his bed, finally able to sleep on it for the first time in several days. He would've been glad to have continued sleeping on the floor, couch or chair though, if Videl was still at his house...
The boy stood, walking back outside to look for Goten; he needed to train for that tournament, and he was sure that his little brother would be happy to be his training partner.
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"Videl, I never want to hear about you and that boy again, ya hear?! And I never want you to be with anyone from the Sons', you got it, girl?!"
Videl stomped out of the room then ran upstairs, into her own bedroom. Her father had commenced to, in the past few hours, to ban her of using the phone, going to friend's houses, any possible interaction with the "male species", and most of all, from that "wimpy piece of crap" Son Gohan. He had done all of this with a considerable amount of screaming, which came from both sides, that left his daughter with a headache and a feeling of not being able to hear anything.
Satan Videl sighed as she grabbed her bags from a chair that stood next to her bed, and then turned, almost slamming into one of the two men who Hercule had hired to follow Videl around, making sure she didn't try to defy his bannings. The girl growled slightly, shoving past the two men who were clothed in business suits with shades and jogged downstairs to walk outside. She needed to lose those two freaks.
Without any warning, she jetted forward at full speed, running to catch up to a car that had droven past. She grabbed onto the side of it and hopped onto the back bumper, turning to wave at the two hired men, who had, after several seconds of shock, ran after her, yelling in panic.
::*It wasn't too hard to ditch them for now, but at school...*::
Her thoughts trailed off as she decided to focus on keeping her grip on the back of the truck.
Videl ran up to Gohan, panting slightly. The men were surely going to arrive pretty soon, and they wouldn't exactly be pleased with her after she ran off on them.
"I..*cough* I can't talk..*pant*..."
Gohan looked at her, an inquiring look on his face. Whatever she was trying to say, he couldn't exactly hear, over the racket those guys over there were making.
The adolescent girl spun, gasping as she noticed the two men had caught up, and were now in the process of finding her. With an apologetic look to her friend she sprinted away in the direction of her next class, a grimace appearing over her face.
::*I'm never going to talk to him again at this rate!*::
The saiyan blinked as he watched his current love interest run off at top speed, wondering what she was trying to say to him and what had made her leave so quickly. His question was soon answered as he heard the triumphant yells from the two men who had finally gotten out of the crowd of other teenagers, and were now running after her. Whistling, Gohan walked forward and stuck out his foot, watching with satisfaction as the first man tripped and went flying, the other following soon after. With a large grin on his face, Gohan turned and walked to his next class, ignoring the angry yells of the two men.
Gohan walked up the stairs to the roof slowly, a confused look on his face. Videl had avoided him all day, and he'd tried to finish apologizing but she had, basically, run away from him. Maybe she didn't like him after all, and just wanted to know if he was the Great Saiyaman? He shrugged, bewildered, and more than a little upset. Being used wasn't exactly something he'd expected happening at Highschool...
For the fifty-fifth time that day, Videl walked across his path, eyed him warily, then turned to jog off in another direction, those two men still following her.
Gohan sighed, depressed.
::*She could at least try to acknowledge my presence...*sigh*....*::
He turned, pressing the red button on his wristwatch as he jumped into flight, holding both arms out behind him. All that he was interested in was training for now, since Chichi wanted the winnings of the city tournament.
"The Great Saiyaman is off again."
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"Goooooohannn!!"
The teenage saiyan turned away from his little brother, who was giggling madly, and jogged up to the doorstep on which his mother stood.
"I didn't know you got back from school yet! Where's that nice girl that you're going to marry?"
Gohan gasped slightly, his face reddening.
"Mom! I told you, she's just a friend!!"
::*At least, I think she is...*::
Chichi nodded slightly. Normally, she would've argued but it smelled like her tofu was burning, so instead she turned and ran back to the kitchen.
Gohan blew out a sigh of relief; all he needed to push him over the edge was another lecture from his mom about finding a good wife, which she seemed to believe fit Videl's description perfectly. Except for the fact that she had been ignoring him for the past few days. And except for the fact that her father hated his guts. Of course, Chichi knew nothing about these two points, and Gohan wasn't planning on telling her.
Goten ran up to his older brother, yelling excitedly, and yanked him outside. Time to train again, and again, and again...
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"521....522....533....*groan*.."
Videl, her head slumped as it rested on the palm of her hand and her eyelids barely open, was counting the stones that the balcony was made of.
"545....564....wait... no.. Damnit!! Now I have to start over..."
Everything had been an absolute piece of hell since Hercule had banned her from basically living. It was bad enough that Gohan probably hated her for ignoring him, and now she couldn't even spend any time with her friends. All that she was supposed to do anymore was eat, sleep, and train. Eat, sleep, train, eat, sleep, train, train, train, sleep, eat. The routine was getting dull, and it was going to continue on until the tournament. After that, it would change. Eat, sleep, study, eat, sleep, train, study, eat, sleep, study, train. Either way, it would be some of the most boring months of her life unless she somehow managed to get out of the groundment she had recieved.
She had honestly had enough. The house was more like a prison than a large comfy living space. Compared to freedom, it was, in her opinion, a piece of shit.
Depression hadn't really been something she'd dealt with before, and it felt strange feeling the pangs of sadness for what she percieved to be the silliest things. Not too long ago, when she had been looking out the window she saw a couple, the perfect couple, holding hands and smiling as they walked through the park. Her reaction? She burst into tears. Crying was something that she thought she had left behind after her mother left, but it had somehow come back.
Videl stood up, walking out to the balcony. Who cared about counting stones anymore? Nothing mattered. Without noticing, she slowly breathed out a quiet sigh.
"Gohan..."
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Hehe!! Sorry if anyone thinks this one is a little short, I was gonna use a bit more but it would've had a weird chapter ending and this one's a little more interesting, ne? Well, it'll take awhile fer the next chapter to come out [sorry!!!!!]. It's just I've been working reeally fast and now I've kinda hit a dead-block, get it? And plus... *whispers* schoolwork is evil... If I really get workin', then I should have the next chapter out within a day or so!
Notice: Weeeeelll.. What do you guys think I should do 'bout Herc? There are a few choices I have and I can't really choose.. I'll be kinda vague 'bout 'em so here they are:
1. I can have someone fight him in the tournament. Yeah.
2. He can be cool and nice and just let Vid do whatever...
3. He can keep on being a stupid jerkhead and will have to be "persuaded"! This is close to idea number 1, but there's a slight difference; 1 would contain a fighting scene, and 3 probably wouldn't.
I kinda doubt that 2 will fit his character, but hey!! It's a fanfic!! *big grin* So, if you have an opinion on this, post it in yer review. Jo tau. ^.^
Disclaimer: DBZ isn't mine!! Argh!! These disclaimers are killing me.. ::*joins a support group against disclaimers*::
Author's Note: Hmm!! Hope people like this chapter.. And I kinda need help on an idea.. Check the end of the chapter for it!! [After you read this chapter, of course! *wink wink*]
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Previous chapter...
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The girl blinked, drawn out of her fantasy and glared at Gohan. She turned and was about to pull out the capsule that held her helicopter when she remembered the ability that she had just come close to perfecting. She turned and shot a dirty look at Gohan, yelling
"You can be such a jerk sometimes, you know?!?!"
Then turned, shoving powerfully off the ground with both feet, leaving a bewildered Gohan alone, who scratched his head, confused.
::*What'd I say??*::
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Videl landed quickly on her balcony and ran into her room, past the large opened doors with gigantic windows to throw herself on the bed. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it, curling up into a ball as she sniffed slightly, her eyes becoming watery. The girl sighed, rubbing an eye with the knuckle of her right hand. No point in crying over Gohan...
A roar exploded from the lower level of the mansion that Videl and her Father lived in.
"VIDELLLLL!! WHERE IN THE NAME OF SATAN ARE YOU!!"
Muttering, she pulled herself off her bed and tried to make her appearance as normal as possible. She yanked open her door and screamed back down in reply,
"I'm in my room!!!"
The sound of stomping feet could be heard on the stairs.
::*Great. Juuuust great. He's coming up to yell at me, probably about boys. This day just gets better and better.*::
The looming figure of Hercule appeared in the doorway of the large bedroom. He scratched his unshaven face with an abnormally large hand then tightened the small belt on his robe, then roared at Videl, who stood defiantly in front of him.
"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT BOYS!!"
"That they're bad and they just want to rape you,"
She muttered in response.
"CORRECT!!! That Gohan boy is JUST like all the others!! A fake outlook, so-called sweetness, boy oh boy, that little shrimp is in for it if he--"
Videl's patience vanished, along with her ability to control the volume of her voice, her ki level, and any possible rationality within her.
"Gohan is the sweetest, gentlest, nicest and least-perverted boy I know, you know nothing of what you're talking about, I bet you don't even train, you're lazy and overconfident and a braggart and YOU ARE STUPID!!!"
Videl gasped for air, after finishing the long run-on rant that she had somehow managed to scream in pure rage and fury at her Father. She raised her head to glare at him directly in the eye, and then realized she had gone just a little too far.
With a hoarse shout of fury, the so-called Great Hercule pulled back his arms and spun, smashing his fist into a wall. The wall wasn't too much damaged, but did acquire a few fist marks and lost some paint that chipped off. He then turned and stomped down the stairs, raging and screaming about how he was going to make that "disgusting little maggot" pay for corrupting his daughter's mind. Videl simply turned and walked back into her room, carefully closing the door behind her, all anger released with one, simple, long, sentence. A small thump sounded from outside her window, and she leaned back, looking outside curiously. A shadowed form stood outside, and the quiet sound of knocking echoed throughout her room.
The girl stood and crept towards the two doors, opening one of them slightly. She gasped in surprise as she recognized the figure that crouched outside.
"Gohan..? What are you doing!!"
She hissed, narrowing her eyes as she remembered one of the reasons for her outburst. The Great Saiyaman managed a nervous smile, then asked, fearing rejection, if he could possibly step inside.
Videl moved aside and let Gohan into the room. She watched him, trying to keep a look of annoyance and anger about her, but involuntarily felt her features soften as she watched him creep in. He looked so adorable to her at times like this, when it was obvious that he was nervous and had possibly felt the remorse of guilt.
Gohan turned and looked at her, his eyes widening slightly as he noticed the redness about her own eyes.
"She's been crying, or at least come close to it,"
He breathed, hardly believing that one of the things he said could have possibly had anything to do with the hurt that was visible in her expression.
"What do you want."
Her voice came out cold and emotionless, just as she had wanted it to sound. She didn't want him to know that what he thought meant so much to her; at times, she had a hard time believing that she could possibly have any type of feelings for a guy at her school.
"I..I.."
His voice came out a stutter.
::*Great, here I go again, sounding all geeky.. No wonder the other guys at school call me that when they think I can't hear them.*::
"Videl, I'm really sorry. I don't know what I said that bothered you, but you know, I really never meant to hurt yo--"
His apology was cut short by a loud stomping of feet on the stairs, again. Apparently Hercule had come up with a retort, and wanted another round of arguing with his daughter.
Videl gasped and grabbed Gohan by the hand, shoving him outside.
"Go, if daddy sees you here, he'll kill both you and me!!"
Gohan stumbled outside, catching himself on the railing, and turned quickly.
"Videl, I like yo--"
The two doors slammed, almost hitting him in the face, as the sounds of yelling and screaming erupted from within the girl's bedroom. Gohan sighed dejectedly, his shoulders slumped as he turned, slowly pushing himself off the ground to hover in the air.
::*Well.. at least she won't think I'm some stupid loser who loves her..*::
The quiet noise of air brushing past a body were barely audible in the orange light of oncoming dusk.
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Bulma sighed as Chichi poured her a third cup of coffee. The boys had tired her out enough to last a few weeks, and the worry over Gohan being out for so many hours wasn't helping. She raised her head to look over at Goku's wife, Chichi, Gohan's mother, seeing the lines of worry on her face. Bulma sighed a second time.
::*If that boy doesn't get here pretty dang soon, he'll have a *lot* more to worry about than his love life!*::
The door opened slowly, and Gohan, shoulders still slumped and eyes downcast, shuffled in. The two women eyed him suspiciously, Chichi almost speaking up to question him on his wherabouts but was silenced by Bulma, who shook her head as she mouthed, "girl problems", to her friend. Goku's wife nodded, understanding, and turned back to her cooking.
Gohan stepped into his room, slowly pulling the door shut behind him. He stopped, looking around sadly. Videl had stayed in it for almost a week, and everything seemed great for only about one day in total of those seven other days. Everything was great when he was staring at her, until he got caught, then when they were outside training, until he had somehow managed to insult her looks.
::*I really don't understand girls at all...*::
A sigh escaped his lips and he flopped down on his bed, finally able to sleep on it for the first time in several days. He would've been glad to have continued sleeping on the floor, couch or chair though, if Videl was still at his house...
The boy stood, walking back outside to look for Goten; he needed to train for that tournament, and he was sure that his little brother would be happy to be his training partner.
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"Videl, I never want to hear about you and that boy again, ya hear?! And I never want you to be with anyone from the Sons', you got it, girl?!"
Videl stomped out of the room then ran upstairs, into her own bedroom. Her father had commenced to, in the past few hours, to ban her of using the phone, going to friend's houses, any possible interaction with the "male species", and most of all, from that "wimpy piece of crap" Son Gohan. He had done all of this with a considerable amount of screaming, which came from both sides, that left his daughter with a headache and a feeling of not being able to hear anything.
Satan Videl sighed as she grabbed her bags from a chair that stood next to her bed, and then turned, almost slamming into one of the two men who Hercule had hired to follow Videl around, making sure she didn't try to defy his bannings. The girl growled slightly, shoving past the two men who were clothed in business suits with shades and jogged downstairs to walk outside. She needed to lose those two freaks.
Without any warning, she jetted forward at full speed, running to catch up to a car that had droven past. She grabbed onto the side of it and hopped onto the back bumper, turning to wave at the two hired men, who had, after several seconds of shock, ran after her, yelling in panic.
::*It wasn't too hard to ditch them for now, but at school...*::
Her thoughts trailed off as she decided to focus on keeping her grip on the back of the truck.
Videl ran up to Gohan, panting slightly. The men were surely going to arrive pretty soon, and they wouldn't exactly be pleased with her after she ran off on them.
"I..*cough* I can't talk..*pant*..."
Gohan looked at her, an inquiring look on his face. Whatever she was trying to say, he couldn't exactly hear, over the racket those guys over there were making.
The adolescent girl spun, gasping as she noticed the two men had caught up, and were now in the process of finding her. With an apologetic look to her friend she sprinted away in the direction of her next class, a grimace appearing over her face.
::*I'm never going to talk to him again at this rate!*::
The saiyan blinked as he watched his current love interest run off at top speed, wondering what she was trying to say to him and what had made her leave so quickly. His question was soon answered as he heard the triumphant yells from the two men who had finally gotten out of the crowd of other teenagers, and were now running after her. Whistling, Gohan walked forward and stuck out his foot, watching with satisfaction as the first man tripped and went flying, the other following soon after. With a large grin on his face, Gohan turned and walked to his next class, ignoring the angry yells of the two men.
Gohan walked up the stairs to the roof slowly, a confused look on his face. Videl had avoided him all day, and he'd tried to finish apologizing but she had, basically, run away from him. Maybe she didn't like him after all, and just wanted to know if he was the Great Saiyaman? He shrugged, bewildered, and more than a little upset. Being used wasn't exactly something he'd expected happening at Highschool...
For the fifty-fifth time that day, Videl walked across his path, eyed him warily, then turned to jog off in another direction, those two men still following her.
Gohan sighed, depressed.
::*She could at least try to acknowledge my presence...*sigh*....*::
He turned, pressing the red button on his wristwatch as he jumped into flight, holding both arms out behind him. All that he was interested in was training for now, since Chichi wanted the winnings of the city tournament.
"The Great Saiyaman is off again."
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"Goooooohannn!!"
The teenage saiyan turned away from his little brother, who was giggling madly, and jogged up to the doorstep on which his mother stood.
"I didn't know you got back from school yet! Where's that nice girl that you're going to marry?"
Gohan gasped slightly, his face reddening.
"Mom! I told you, she's just a friend!!"
::*At least, I think she is...*::
Chichi nodded slightly. Normally, she would've argued but it smelled like her tofu was burning, so instead she turned and ran back to the kitchen.
Gohan blew out a sigh of relief; all he needed to push him over the edge was another lecture from his mom about finding a good wife, which she seemed to believe fit Videl's description perfectly. Except for the fact that she had been ignoring him for the past few days. And except for the fact that her father hated his guts. Of course, Chichi knew nothing about these two points, and Gohan wasn't planning on telling her.
Goten ran up to his older brother, yelling excitedly, and yanked him outside. Time to train again, and again, and again...
~*~
"521....522....533....*groan*.."
Videl, her head slumped as it rested on the palm of her hand and her eyelids barely open, was counting the stones that the balcony was made of.
"545....564....wait... no.. Damnit!! Now I have to start over..."
Everything had been an absolute piece of hell since Hercule had banned her from basically living. It was bad enough that Gohan probably hated her for ignoring him, and now she couldn't even spend any time with her friends. All that she was supposed to do anymore was eat, sleep, and train. Eat, sleep, train, eat, sleep, train, train, train, sleep, eat. The routine was getting dull, and it was going to continue on until the tournament. After that, it would change. Eat, sleep, study, eat, sleep, train, study, eat, sleep, study, train. Either way, it would be some of the most boring months of her life unless she somehow managed to get out of the groundment she had recieved.
She had honestly had enough. The house was more like a prison than a large comfy living space. Compared to freedom, it was, in her opinion, a piece of shit.
Depression hadn't really been something she'd dealt with before, and it felt strange feeling the pangs of sadness for what she percieved to be the silliest things. Not too long ago, when she had been looking out the window she saw a couple, the perfect couple, holding hands and smiling as they walked through the park. Her reaction? She burst into tears. Crying was something that she thought she had left behind after her mother left, but it had somehow come back.
Videl stood up, walking out to the balcony. Who cared about counting stones anymore? Nothing mattered. Without noticing, she slowly breathed out a quiet sigh.
"Gohan..."
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Hehe!! Sorry if anyone thinks this one is a little short, I was gonna use a bit more but it would've had a weird chapter ending and this one's a little more interesting, ne? Well, it'll take awhile fer the next chapter to come out [sorry!!!!!]. It's just I've been working reeally fast and now I've kinda hit a dead-block, get it? And plus... *whispers* schoolwork is evil... If I really get workin', then I should have the next chapter out within a day or so!
Notice: Weeeeelll.. What do you guys think I should do 'bout Herc? There are a few choices I have and I can't really choose.. I'll be kinda vague 'bout 'em so here they are:
1. I can have someone fight him in the tournament. Yeah.
2. He can be cool and nice and just let Vid do whatever...
3. He can keep on being a stupid jerkhead and will have to be "persuaded"! This is close to idea number 1, but there's a slight difference; 1 would contain a fighting scene, and 3 probably wouldn't.
I kinda doubt that 2 will fit his character, but hey!! It's a fanfic!! *big grin* So, if you have an opinion on this, post it in yer review. Jo tau. ^.^