A cool wind ever so softly blew through them, whispering around her dress as it slowly wavered in its breeze, her hair imitating the same motion with its silky gleam. Her small hands were clasped behind her as she looked out toward the ocean with a wistful expression, the aqua colour being reflected in her glistening, amethyst orbs. It was that same pair of striking eyes that pierced through his at that moment when she caught him standing there, staring at her before growing a crimson sheet on his cheeks.

Her glossed lips curved upward before blossoming into a grin that she didn't seem to be able to suppress, revealing a dimple on each cheek that gripped his heart as well as his sight. She gazed back at him so innocently, so unaware of what she was doing to him inside. At that moment he knew, he felt the certainty course through him as he intently took a step forward, her eyes gaining a glint of dare and mischeiviousness. Before he knew it, she was only inches from him, her strong vanilla aroma invading his nostrils and seemed to surround the air around them. Her eyes peered up at his, not one hint of question or confusion about his intentions as his hands found her hips, while hers unclasped and a single, downy hand rose to caress his cheek. The touch was enough to send electric thrills through him, the sensation almost frighteningly strong. Her fingetips continued to explore down his cheek, making their way to his lips. The second they meet his lips, he brought them to hers in one swift motion, feeling patient no longer.

She gave into his firm kiss, making it deeper as the seconds passed like years. The sweet taste of her mouth made his head swirl, his body aching for more as his embrace tightened.The kiss finally broke after what seemed like years as they gasped for air, their foreheads pressed together in a heated exhange of passion. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark figure at the top of a nearby cliff that towered over the sea. Suddenly, it fell, and all too late Gohan realized who it was. He tried to get to her, but Bra held him in her grip.

She smirked, chuckling sardonically,"She cannot be saved now...You already left her Gohan."

He felt a scream of protest travel through him but then it all faded and light flooded his view...

Bolting up straight, his eyes darted to see that he was in his lounge, just as before. There was no Bra, no Videl jumping off a cliff. Everything was fine, and he was almost hungover. Pain throbbed in his head, announcing the hangover's arrival. That's when Videl entered his mind, and his eyes drifted to the still-closed bathroom door. He got to his feet and it all felt like a slow motion trance as he made his way to the door, his hand wrapping around the knob. He considered knocking, but somehow he knew it would be futile...

"Videl...?" The name flew from his lips so slowly and sounded years away as he opened the door. His eyes was then greeted by a sight that would forever haunt him.

It took him a few moments to register what was in front of him. He questioned if this was a dream again or not, if he was in the right dimension. His mind wouldn't let him interpret it, he just couldn't let it sink in. He stood there and looked on, his eyes blinking as if trying to see what was there. Then the colours stood out in the white bathroom, which was hardly white anymore. He saw black scattered on the tile, he saw blue under the back, beige around it, and vermillion under it alll...

Red. Red was everywhere.

Then he sidegrinned, his finger pointing at the body in front of him, shaking it like he would if a coworker pranked him. He chuckled, a thin sheet of insanity rinsing through his icy insides. Then it finally hit him, like a colliding vehicle. The grin vanished, the finger fell. His eyes fixated on the laying body of his wife, and he suddenly didn't know how to breathe as he got to his knees, his hands reaching out toward her as if she would sit up and take it.

His eyes shot around the scene, catching a glimpse of the razour as it gleamed in the light maliciously. His teeth gritted and he grabbed the razour, glaring at it and throwing it against the wall before sending a Ki blast at it, as if that would avenge her, but he knew he couldn't save her, and she knew that, and she was now gone.

A slight wave of exhaustion ran through him then, puzzling him since the Ki blast wasn't even that big.

Tears sprang to his eyes as he slowly rocked back and forth, wanting to pick her up and hold her and say it was all okay.

'She's not sleeping. No, she's definitely not sleeping,' Said a calm voice that seemed to come from nowhere.

"Videl...I'm so s-sorry," He gasped as sobs took over, feeling a tired helplessness flood over the pain of the tragedy he had just witnessed, tears rolling down his cold cheeks as he reached out a hand to her, only for it to fall limp on her ankle. His consciousness began to fade slowly, his eyelids falling as so many thoughts spun in his mind. Then he surrendered to the black fog that rescued him.


Warmth ran through him with every inch that her fingers roamed, their breath ragged and gasping as their limbs tangled in a passion exchange. Her soft moan broke into his thoughts and echoed as his mouth traveled down between her breasts, his hands holding her to him as his fingers graced the silky, black hair that fell down her back. Her legs parted as he wedged himself between, her heated moisture pressed against his firm body. Waves of impatient arousal overtook him as his tongue swirled even faster.

"Gohan..."

His raging ardour kept him from hearing the husky, pleasured voice while he continued his ministrations on her chest, but the voice repeated his name, the same desire coating each time.

"Gohan...Tell me you love me..."

Hearing those words caught his faraway attention, his eyes drifted up to see her angelic face, her beautiful eyes closed while her obvious orgasm mounted.

"Look...Look at me when I say it..."

Her eyes creaked open, the colour so intense and bright that it blinded and seared through his previous rapture. His own eyes widened in shock as he quickly backed away, her smirk climbing as each horrifying second passed.

"You...Where is my wife?"

Her head lifted upwards, pride and mischief glinting in her cerulean eyes,"Not between your sheets and you actually noticed. Good job, Gohan you get some brownie points for that one."

His chest rapidly pumped as anger coursed through him,"Tell me where the fuck she is..."

Bra's eyes shot past Gohan to the left, causing him to spin around and see his wife watching them, an empty, disappointed expression on her face as she pulled the trigger and fell limp on the floor.

Then a blinding lightand hushed voices returned to retrieve him back to the conscious, cruel world...

"...even listening to me when I told you not to go through with it? Should this leak out the entire company could be killed in all aspects-"

"Mother! This is the wrong damn time to discuss it-" His voice stopped mid-sentence most likely having seen Gohan's creaked eyelids, which were still adjusting to the light.

"What's g-going on?" Gohan rasped, shielding his view with an arm as he attempted to sit up. Bulma exchanged glances with Trunks before walking toward Gohan and helping him up.

"Gohan, alot has happened. Just...relax and we'll tell you soon enough."

He looked up at her, concern etched in his features,"Is it Videl? Is she alright?"

Bulma went pale, again looking at Trunks, who spoke for her in a stoic tone.

"She's dead, Gohan."

His eyes widened instantly, this foggy memory deep inside his mind shooting out to the surface and unfolding in flashes before his mind's eye. The body, the colours, the tears, the blood...It was all real. His wife was gone. He felt those words once again float up to his lips...

"I'm sorry..."

Bulma gave him a weird look,"What was that, Gohan?"

He looked up at her, shaking his head,"Nothing. I just...I don't know..."

That was a fact within it all. He didn't know how to feel, how to react, what to say, what to think. It shouldn't have been much of a surprise but it also shouldn't have been like this. Never should it have come to resort-

"Gohan!"

His father's voice broke his thoughts and in came ChiChi and Goku. Their experssions were shocked and concerned as ChiChi hugged her son instantly.

"Oh Gohan, I'm so-"

"It's fine, Mom. Don't worry," He soothed, not bearing to hear those words again.

"Gohan...you did all that you could, son."

He looked up at Goku's earnest face, those yearned words that he had needed since he was eleven finally reaching his ears. A fleeting, small warmth sparked his insides as he nodded, relief floating somewhere above the circumstances that haunted his and everyone else's minds.

"And to think it came down to this...," Bulma said reminscently as she inhaled her cigarette. Suddenly the doors flew open and stormed in Vegeta, who was pulling a tousled Bra by the arm, his onyx eyes fuming with fury.

"Would you mind explaining to me what in the hell you have been doing with her?" He exploded at a flabbergasted Gohan, who eyes widened.

"Um...what are you talking ab-"

"Don't EVEN play fool with me, boy! You have decided to follow in that clown's footsteps again and made your way to my daughter, well you have crossed the line now, and I'll be damned if you get away!"

A thick blush crept onto Bra's cheeks as she looked away, folding her arms in a cloud of humiliation. Gohan looked at her and then Vegeta, who was still flaring out of his nostrils.

"Is this about the news headlines?"

"Are you going to lie and say that they're false!"

Bulma rolled her eyes,"Duh, Vegeta. Get a grip. The news will do anything for a scandal."

"They had PROOF-"

"Yeah one shot of me looking at Bra while she smiled. Absolute evidence that I've been courting with her until now, right?" Gohan snapped, irritation spiking his nerves as he felt a throbbing headache come his way.

Vegeta growled impatiently,"I will not be made a fool of, especially when it comes to my daughter. You and your idiot father WILL keep your dirty, third class hands off of her, and that is FINAL. Understood?"

Gohan looked over at his father, whose eyebrows were burrowed while his eyes drifted downward towards the tile floor. Gohan felt his mind wander at the subtle glint of shame in his father's eyes, but he blinked his suspicions away and looked back at Vegeta.

"Neither one of us have done a thing. You have good reason to suspect us, and you have a right to protect her, but this isn't an oppurtune time to lose your anger Vegeta..."

"Oh really? So not only are you telling lies, but you are telling me that I shouldn't be mad when-"

"Enough, Vegeta!"

His head shot back at Bulma, who cast him an intolerant glare,"He is right. This is not a good time at all. Videl is dead."

Vegeta's features froze, his eyes steering towards Gohan's, sidestaring intently as cold speculation moved through them,"So...decided to eradicate the mate before she discovered your inquiries on my daughter, eh?"

"My son DID NOT kill Videl!" ChiChi defended.

"What? Are you going to tell me that the girl killed herself?"

ChiChi's face fell again, her eyes plummeting to the floor.

"Oh, you can't be serious..."

"It's true," Gohan croaked, feeling Bra's steel gaze on him, a gaze he was too weak to return.

Vegeta shook his head and walked out, bumping Yamcha as he walked in. Vegeta snarled and kept walking as Yamcha sent him a dirty look before seeing Bulma and brightening again.

"Hey guys, um, what happened?"

Everyone stiffened, the explanation echoing in their heads, short but tragic.

"Videl is dead, Yamcha. She...She killed herself," Goku explained as ChiChi burst into tears and clung to his chest. His arms wrapped around her, catching Bra's eyes as a smirk rose to her lips.

"Aw, damn. I'm real sorry, Gohan. She was really something."

Gohan just nodded, too exhausted to come up with anything to say. He doubted it would make a difference.

Yamcha then looked at Bulma,"Hey, why don't we check out the cafeteria?"

Bulma shrugged,"No thanks. Not really hungry, but Bra might want something."

His eyes took a sly glaze as they looked over at Bra, whose head perked up at her name,"Okay, Bra you can come then."

His hand went for her arm, barely even touching her before she threw up onto the floor, drenching Yamcha's shoes.

"Bra!" Bulma shrieked, moving towards Bra and holding her as she shuddered and trembled, her face pale. Yamcha stood there, his mouth agape as the smell filled the room, looking up to see Trunks' trying to surpress a snicker before he left the the room.

"Um...Guess not," Yamcha said as he looked at his brand new shoes, his face scrunched up in disgust,"This is fucking great."

"Yamcha, it was an accid-"

"Oh shut up Bulma. This didn't happen to you so it's easy to say," Yamcha snapped, then looked at Bra,"You little bitch, I oughta-"

"Yamcha! Shut up and get cleaned, will you? You don't have to make it worse," Bulma scolded him before taking Bra out of the room. Yamcha mumbled as he took off his shoes and walked out as well. ChiChi sighed before pressing the nurse's button and taking Gohan's hand.

"Gohan, you know we love you, right?"

He nodded, noting the urgency in her aged eyes. He had a feeling that they would wonder if he felt as hopeless as his wife once did.

"Good. Now let's move to another room before it gets unbearable."

He easily stood up and walked with Goku and ChiChi out of the room. The receptionist nurse at the desk assigned them a new room, this one looking identical to the other. Goku shivered as they walked through the pale ivory halls.

"Oh Kami...That smell...I won't be able to take this much longer."

ChiChi looked at him with comic sympathy,"Oh, stop Goku. It's only a hospital. You should be well used to it by now."

"Yeah. At least needles aren't involved."

Then Bulma's head popped into the door,"Hey, guys? Um, I'm taking Bra home, she just isn't feeling well, so I just wanted to say bye and take care. I'll call later Chi."

Everyone said their byes to Bulma and she waved, disappearing as she walked down the hall. Trunks came in soon after his mother left, smiling at Gohan with sincerity.

"Ya feeling any better Gohan?"

He shrugged,"Yeah, a bit. I still don't know why I blacked out though."

"It's trauma, Gohan. Oh, I was so worried when I heard...," ChiChi said, smoothing her fingers over Gohan's hair.

Trunks stiffened slightly,"No, it's not easy losing someone that you love so dearly."

"Too many of us know that feeling all too well, Trunks," Goku added.

Then came a knock on the door before it opened to reveal a tall man in a khaki suit, obviously a detective. Dread filled Gohan's insides, since he knew he was a potential suspect.

The detective looked from Goku to ChiChi,"Hello, I'm Detective Bruner, here about the Videl Son and Hercule Satan case. I'm assuming this is your son."

They nodded before he looked at the pale Trunks,"Hey there, Dr.Briefs. How're you doing lately?"

"Oh...Fine, detective. Y-You?"

"Good myself, thanks. Uh, if you all don't mind, I'd like a word with Mr.Son."

They all left Gohan with Bruner as he took a seat next to the bed,"I'm sure you've been wanting answers. Well there is plenty of them, but they aren't the most positive..."

He paused, the question as to if Gohan was prepared reflecting in his brown eyes. Gohan nodded with anticipation, knowing that the pain of not knowing would be worse and more unbearable than the pain of having to live with the facts.

"Alright, well, it is pretty basic although tragic. Your wife had been in depression since your daughter obviously went her own way, at least that is what we hoped happened, that she is safe as well. Videl Son was on medication for alcoholism, correct?"

"Yes."

"Did this help?"

"Somewhat. I mean, her mood just plummeted after Hercule died. We finally got to a good place in our lives and then he is dead."

Bruner nodded,"So she got better up until his death, discontinued the medication but didn't drink And then what?"

Gohan blinked,"..."

"Did she make any implications that she was suicidal?"

Gohan shook his head.

"So this was the night of Hercule's funeral, yep that was just yesterday. Now what do you think happened that would send her into suicide?"

"Well...probably the entire grief of her father's death..."

Bruner raised an eyebrow, as if expecting something more, and Gohan knew exactly what it is was,"That's all?"

"The media broadcasted a picture of me and Dr.Briefs' younger sister in a moment that was absolutely embellished and exaggerated to where it was supposed to signify some romance, and it didn't. I hardly know that girl. In fact, the last time I saw her was the night my daughter left. There is no relation between her and my daughter's leave before you say it either. There is just nothing, and I wish to Kami that Videl would have known that!"

Bruner nodded with understanding,"Alright. So you think Videl took it at the same proportion that the media did, and that was enough for her to kill herself?"

"Yes. Detective..."

"Hmm..?"

"Why are you cross examining me? Am I a suspect?"

"Of course. You were practically a witness. You were legally intoxicated when you were found. You could have easily made it out to be a suicide, but then it was puzzling that there was no suicide note.There also were your fingerprints on the razour, along with hers.Another thing that it looked like was a homocide-suicide type thing, but you had a pulse, so...I don't know, Gohan. She was full of drugs when we got the autopsy report. She had some concoction within her system, the same that you had when we examined you."

"Wait...what!"

"Yes. You had an energy-draining drug in your system, but you had alot more than she did. We really couldn't figure a motive for that one, so we decided you weren't a primary suspect."

"I would never kill someone that I love. That's just...That's just crazy-"

"Well we never know. When someone shows up on the screen with another woman and then that someone's spouse ends up dead the same night? A little suspicious if you ask me."

"FIRST OF ALL...The media is a big, fat lie. Second, she is a GIRL and there is nothing between us at all. You and her father can shove the entire idea up your asses, because it will never happen, EVER."

"...Okay. I got it."

Gohan looked away, somewhat embarressed about his previous snap.

"I understand this is very frustrating and difficult. That is why we won't be releasing anything about Videl's death for a few years. The public won't be able to take two in a row like that. We just can't do that to them. So we're going to wait a few years and then let them know about it. Until then, you can rest easy."

He merely nodded as the detective gave Gohan his card, said his goodbye and condolenses, and left. Gohan took in a deep breath.


Throwing his keys on the nearest counter, Trunks Briefs sighs and sits on his leather computer chair, running a hand through his amethyst hair. His hand stops midway, his arm in front of him with his hand on his head, his eyes shooting sideways to pierce hers ever so sharply as she languidly steps out of the darkness and into the dim light that fuzzes around him. He watches in a dizzy haze as the red dress casually falls to the ground, so much skin and so much temptation blaring in front of him, burning his eyes that they were almost watering. His conscious slips in and out, his reason fading even faster as her hair went from blonde to raven, her eyes from turquoise to violet. Oh yes...his angel had returned.

"Heh...I've been waiting..."

"You and your damned impatience...Not that I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"Well how was your last fuck with him? Did you see my face as you..." The words suddenly disappeared and the image of her on top of him, writhing in rapture incenerating his insides with a searing rage, causing him to fall into a subtle silence as he earned a confused gaze from her.

"Trunks...you alright?"

"Now that you're here...," He began as he swiftly grabbed her around her waist and pulled her to him, her chest a few inches below his chin,"...everything is perfect."

With that, he claimed her lips, he claimed her body, exactly what he had wanted all along.


Breathing was difficult, and thinking was just something she couldn't attempt. The contact with someone who had stolen everything out from under her...it redefined intolerance. Even her body couldn't take it. No, not anymore. Her lips were still trembling and dry, her body still aching and shaking with a feverish chill. She didn't even want to look in the mirror, afraid that everything she was feeling also was reflected in her physical image. She didn't want to think about her image, no she didn't want to think at all.

She climbed into bed, pulling up the covers and laying on her side, trying to stop her teeth from chattering. When she felt the lower part of the bed suddenly drop from another weight, she bit back a scream, knowing a hand would clasp over her mouth anyway.

"You thought you had it all. You were convinced that your newfound sexuality would get you back what you once had..."

She shut her eyes, her hold on the covers tightening into a deathgrip as her blood turned to ice, the raspy, masked voice echoing in her head as it swirled.

"Well guess what my little nymphet...You were wrong. Dead wrong."

Her breathing turned into a harsh, ragged gasp as she tried to freeze every inch of her body, not daring to make a sound.

"I'm here once again to take it back. Grab it all from underneath you once again. You can try to distract him, you can try all you want, but you will never fully have him as he used to be. He was Videl's, and Videl's only. The best of him lies in her grave..."

A think shudder ran through her body as the fingers caressed the side of her face, the voice lowering.

"I promise to be gentle this time. Just don't make a sound, flower..."

And the cycle striked again, her teeth grinding as it deflected the screams, the cries, the gasps of pain and torture as her petals fell once again, one by one...


Yeah kinda short but this means the next one will be even longer, IF i get some reviewsss :

I want to especially thank the two who took the time to review. Much thankies ! oXOXOxoxoOXOx

Btw: sexy-jess - I am totally on your side when it comes to Marron. I was never a fan of hers when I first saw her character, and I'm afraid it will show later in this story, as well as Pan's presence. lol and Bulma told the Mayor a few chapters back that Bra was 13...xP I'll let you know when this changes, but til then keep tuning in.

Sayonaraaaaaaaaaaaa

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