The Promises We Keep - Kings And Queens

The Sequel to A Disturbed Savior.

For those who have not read A Disturbed Savior, to understand this Story even in the least, you must read A Disturbed Savior first. If not, then w/e, have fun understanding your out of the usual Gohan and Videl

I can't and won't promise anything this time around.

It's DBZ, I obviously don't own shit.

Into your eyes, hopeless and Taken. We stole our new lives, through blood and pain. - 30 Seconds To Mars

With barely over two months to go, training had been kicked up just a notch. For starters, due to her losing that one out of the blue bet on the day her leg cast came off, she was wearing weighted clothing every day, all day. It had been a hard and rigorous past month, but she kept reminding herself how the outcome would be worth it. She'd be both faster and stronger when all was said and done. But walking around a mall with weights all over her legs was not a fun thing to do.

Back and forth Erasa had dragged her all around Satan City's largest shopping mall for hours on end at times. Erasa knew well the hell she was putting Videl through by dragging her along on basically her only off day from training. The bottom of Videl's feet must have been one big blister by this point, but that didn't bother Erasa even in the slightest. She hardly ever saw her best friend outside of school anymore and that bothered her. Best friends needed their quality time together.

But after two hours of walking around with the addition of more than half her weight on each leg, Videl was tiring out. She took the initiative and happily sat down for a short break. Erasa had no other choice but to put down the 4 bags around her arms and sit with videl. It had been a while since the two had some actual girl time to talk without Gohan or Sharpner around, so they were bound to talk about something juicy, right?

If only there wasn't an awkward silence then maybe some interesting topic would have come up. Sadly the only thing going on in Videl's life was her training after school with Gohan, she knew that didn't hold any interest with Erasa. It was the same thing with the blond though, nothing crazy enough to talk about was happening besides her still growing relationship with Sharpner. But again, Videl could care less.

As the silence continued on Videl could only think of ways to get out of this awkward situation. Her hands went to her pocket, she drew out her phone, eyes still wandering every which way around the mall. She made sure to keep her hands under the table, she knew exactly how to navigate her phone without looking, she knew where every key was, how many times she needed to press a number to key in a specific letter and how many clicks it took to send the text to the right person. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty for attempting to ditch her friend, but there was hardly anything for her to do and she didn't feel like wasting away a day like that.

She didn't feel as guilty though, because Erasa didn't have the decency to hide her phone, in fact she didn't think it was inappropriate to have a full on conversation over her her cellular device while Videl sat their rubbing her feet. At least she wasn't the only one who felt odd being there.

Some minutes had passed since she had sent her text and still, Erasa was on the phone with Sharpner. At one point in the conversation Videl had gotten up, waited in line for an ice cream cone, bought it, and came back to see Erasa sitting in the same position she had left her in. Unbelievable.

When Erasa was finally off the phone, she gestured for Videl to get up so they could continue their trek in the mall. Thankfully, Videl felt a vibration from inside her pants. Finally, she thought as she reached for the small but very capable cell phone. She clicked a few buttons and checked her message.

"Erasa, hold up." They stopped walking as Videl's eyes were set on her phone. She clicked some buttons faster than a normal human should have been capable of. It was instilled into her how to write out a message on her phone, it should have been a sport.

"Is it Gohan or your dad?"

"Guess." Her eyes never left that damned phone of hers. She was happy that her escape plan was being played out, but she really did feel bad for ditching Erasa.

"Never mind then." She sighed and let out a frustrated huff. "Go, have your fun with Superman. I can tell you're bored anyways."

"Wait, Erasa. It's not-"

"No it's ok. Don't worry about. I had fun. We don't get out together much anymore, but you still agreed to come out to the mall with me. Thanks for that." Videl felt defeated as she watched her friend put up that fake smile that fooled her so many times before, but she knew that it couldn't be sincere this time. She was clearly upset.

"I-I promise, I promise we'll hang out more." She thought for a minute. "How about dinner? Just the four of us. It'll be a double date. And you can dress me up if you want." There, that should do it.

A wide grin played itself on the cheery blond's perfect skin. "Really! You mean it!"

"Yes I mean it." Videl rolled her eyes.

"Yeah! It's going to be so much fun Videl, I promise. Thank you so much, you won't regret it."

"Your welcome, I'm sure it can't be this bad." She lifted up her pants leg to reveal one of the small but heavy weights that were locked around her ankle.

"Oh, right. Don't worry about that, I can scare Gohan into letting you out without those blasted things on. I got it covered, so don't worry. Now go, he's waiting for you, isn't he?"

"Oh right, yea, see ya." They hugged it out before saying their goodbyes. A dinner date couldn't be that bad, could it?

Beads of sweat rushed down her back as the sun was punishing her olive oil skin four times as bad as the heavy weighted clothing she was bearing. Supposedly the hoodie was to help sweat faster, and in turn increase her endurance faster. Honestly she didn't see the point of this hot clothing in such disgusting weather, but if he suggested it, then it couldn't be very wrong. He was the strongest person in the known Universe.

Her jog came to a power walk after an hour of consistency. The pain in her legs was finally getting to her, she had to take a break. She was sick of this, it had to end sometime, why not now?

"What? Is that all you got? Ready to give up already? You can't win a fight by giving up so -"

"I can't win a fight if I don't get a chance to even practice fighting, GO-HAN! So why don't you start teaching me how to fight like you already?" Where this outburst came from she didn't know, but it felt good to finally get it off her chest. She huffed and puffed in between screaming. Gohan just crossed his arms and stared her down. And usually that worked, but not today, she had that fire in her eyes that hadn't been there for years. He noticed it and he was going to take full advantage.

"Well it's about time."

"About time for what?" She barked back.

"Take it off." Her eyes fringed at this.

"I'm sorry, come again."

"I said, take it off. Everything."

"WHAT! Are you kidding me? You fucking pervert! I am not stripping out here in the open just because-"

"The weights." He interrupted. Her mind went blank.

"W-what?"

"Take. Off. The. Weights. Or do I need to spell it out for you." His hands went to his hips as he waited for her compliance. She eased up and jumped at the request. Finally, a huge weight was going to lift from her shoulders, literally.

Quicker than you could light a fire and put it out, each of the four weights dropped to the floor with a loud thud and a small crack in the ground. It felt amazing to feel so light once again. She almost felt like she could fly. The long raven haired beauty jumped up and down clutching her legs together. She was so happy to be able to jump once again. Her arms felt a whole lot lighter as well. She threw a couple punches. She was amazed at how much faster she was able to throw a hook as compared to before her training.

"This. I feel so light. It's amazing!" She was in bliss and didn't know how this moment could possibly feel any better.

"That was the point." There was only the biggest amount of sarcasm in his tone. But she wouldn't let it bother her. She trusted him in training her, and it was obviously paying off for her.

"Yea, well, shut up. Obviously." She would put 'working on good comebacks' on her things-to-do-list.

She did some real stretching for the first time in what felt like forever and cracked her knuckles in every way possible. That crick in her neck, a thing of the past. All that was left to stretch, well she didn't have any time to think of that for there was a full fledged fist flying towards her face.

She dodged just in the nick of time and backed off from her opponent. Once she regained her composure she planted her feet in the dirt and opened her mouth. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING! Are you TRYING to kill me! You almost punched me in the face Mr. 'I could blow up the planet with my finger!'"

He chuckled to himself, he couldn't believe she didn't even notice. This just caused her anger to rise. "What the hell is so funny all of the sudden!"

"Nice dodge." Gohan complimented. God he had fun messing with Videl, it had to be his favorite past time.

"What? What the hell are you talking about?" She screamed. Thankfully they were out in the middle of no where, because anyone within a five mile radius would be able to hear her screams.

"I said nice dodge. In case you didn't notice, I punch very hard and fast. So nice dodge." He smirked.

"Yea? So what? Not like it's a big deal. I cou-"

"No you couldn't have before? You definitely couldn't before. You wouldn't be able to see it coming if this were a month ago." Realization was beginning to kick in. How much did she really improve? It was true, she could see that punch coming a mile away as compared to barely being able to see him move previously.

"Whatever." Videl scoffed. She still didn't want to admit that he did something smart, like always.

"Whatever. Now, come at me." She raised a brow at this. "Come at me with everything you have. Let's see exactly how much you've improved."

That was all she needed and wanted to hear. She threw the hoodie over her head and stripped down to just a bra and some training shorts. Now she was ready to train. Once again she cracked her knuckles in her palms and stretched her legs. Once done she dug her feet in the ground and brought her fists to her side. The moment she was waiting for.

3... 2... 1... "HEEYAAAAAAA" She jumped forward with her fists leading the way. She led off with a hook she knew would miss. She waited for him to move his head. At that point her calculations were spot on, he moved exactly how she wanted, quickly, while he was slightly off guard she thrust her right leg towards his torso, but he blocked it.

"Daamit!

"You're going to have to try harder than that. Now come, ON!" He threw his own punches and kicks which had her back pedaling the whole way while her hands went in every which direction trying to block whatever they could. No matter how much she improved, she still couldn't beat him, no way.

"Come! On! Fight back Videl! This is what you wanted isn't it? Now! Fight back!" She waited back for him to fully extend his right arm. She carefully ducked under it and side stepped while grabbing it with both hands. He waved his arm around trying to fling her off, but she wouldn't budge. Instead she used the kinetic energy to thrust her forward at her opponent. Her feet were aimed at his head.

Unfortunately he caught on quite easily and caught Videl by her ankles. "Try! Harder! This isn't good enough!"

"AHHHHH! Then shut up! Stop moving! And let me fucking hit you already!" Blind was Videl in her red hot rage. It was a fighter's worst strategy, fighting with anger, it always led to defeat in one way or another. It would be no different here. She just couldn't hit him. As much as she had improved, as fast as she had gotten, she just could not hit him. He was still on a completely different level from her. And he was holding back!

"STOP MOVING! YAAAAH!" He caught her right fist in his palm. She threw her other, he caught it with his open hand and twisted her arms around and pulled her in closely, their noses just inches from contact.

"Is this close enough for you?" The seductive manner in which his words were said was more than enough to send shivers down her spine as all the blood rushed to her cheeks. She struggled to release herself from his grasp. No good.

"I-uh." He licked his lips and lifted her off the ground, still holding her arms tightly. He continued to grab onto her as his tail wrapped around her waist.

"Just relax." He whispered as he pressed his lips to hers and pinned her to the ground. She returned the favor and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was going to enjoy every minute of not having those stupid weights on.

He listened in as his mom once again talked to that weird guy through the sky. He still couldn't understand how such a thing was possible. This must have been like the 8th time she had done it and it became weirder with each conversation. The first time he just thought it was some kind of weird Christmas prank, but when the second 'call' came through, he knew something was up.

Now Trunks was always smart for his age, but this just had him baffled. Every time she would talk to this person as if they knew each other for their whole lives, it was possible, wasn't it? He never asked her about her talks with the ceiling but he had so many questions that needed answers. Like, who was this Goku person, and why was he so special? How could he speak to his mom and not be in the room or on the phone.

That of course was what he thought it was at first, just some weird new phone his mom invented, and he considered it a possibility. That is, before he hid all the phones from her and decided to test that theory. But he was still confused, she always ended her conversations with 'call soon and keep us updated.' So it was a phone call? He didn't know, but he had to find out.

Bulma had just gotten off the 'phone' with this Goku fellow and Trunks overheard the entire call. Bulma sat down on the couch and held her head up with her palms as she thought about what she had talked about with this mystery person. Trunks knew what was happening, he had observed enough over the few months since the first 'call' to know what happens afterwards.

The lilac haired prince put down his toy and approached his mom. "Mom, who was that?"

"Huh? Who was what hunny?" She leaned over the couch to see her little boy standing there at full attention.

"That, guy. The one you're always talking to out of no where. Who is he? Who's Goku?"

Well the jig was up, she played it off for long enough. But he did deserve to know, it's not like it was some sort of big secret, for certain people at least.

"Ok hunny, but what I'm about to say you can't repeat to anyone, ok? Especially not Goten, or Gohan, and especially not Aunt Chi Chi, alright?" He nodded. She took a deep breathe and thought of every which way to put it to where it didn't sound completely insane.

"Well Trunks. Goku is my best friend. I met him while I was still a teenager, and, he's dead." What? Was she serious? Dead? She was talking to a dead man? Was this possible? If so, then how? It couldn't be, could it? No, this was insanity, you couldn't just talk to dead people like that, could you?

She could tell he was confused with his mouth agape, but it was the truth and there was no other way to put it, but hopefully she could salvage it yet.

"Hunny, there's another thing you need to know about Goku, but remember, you CAN-NOT, and I repeat, CAN-NOT, tell Goten, Gohan or Chi Chi!" Yup, this was definitely the weirdest conversation he's ever had in his short 8 year old life.

A/N: Sorry for the wait. Actually wrote this in like 2 hours. WTF! Well, how'd you like it? A bit of romance in there Finally.