Gohan glanced at Gia just to make sure he wasn't seeing things. She nodded at him, mouth agape. Within the next flash of lighting and following thunder Gohan was up and rushing to the doorway. He embraced the man tightly, now knowing for sure that it wasn't a figment of his imagination.
"Dad." It seemed to be the only word he could say through the haze of emotion. Things he hadn't felt for ages came back full force like a storm and his head was reeling. There was no shoulder to bury his face in like he used to when he was shorter, instead there was strong reassuring muscle to rest his chin on. It was just something so surface that said so much. It'd been a long time.
"My son, a tall man now huh?" Goku said as if reading Gohan's mind. Gohan was so happy to hear the mirthful sound of his father's voice again, so happy to feel him actually there and real. But there was so much sadness and regret.
"I'm sorry." He was barely able to get it out, because there was almost too much to say. He held on to him, trying to say it all and say it fast just in case he was suddenly gone again. He didn't know if that was stupid or not. His father's hold around him tightened as if to tell him that it was all past, that maybe it was okay. And for now, Gohan could believe it.
Goku ate his food straight from the bowl, not bothering with the chopsticks laying neatly on the table.
"It's been such a long time! There's nothing like homemade food..." Goku said rubbing his stomach. Gia stood with her back to the two saiyans, standing over the stove and successfully heating up leftovers. She nearly laughed, at least she could do something right. Just being in the same room with them almost seemed intruding though. She was a bit uncomfortable, although exploding with happiness at Goku's sudden appearance.
"Everyone's grown up." Goku said looking so nostalgic that he got this dreamy look in his eye. "I remember a certain someone saying she would never wear anything but pants!" Goku laughed. Gia was just concentrating on not interrupting their moment so when he said that she jumped.
"Me?" She looked down at her bare legs stemming out of her rather short skirt. She could thank Bulma for that purchase. Goku got up and opened his arms.
"Who else?" Gia walked towards him and was immediately immersed in a bear hug, crushing and soft at the same time. "I couldn't leave you out!" Goku remembered her death and held her arms length.
"Wait a minute..." His brow wrinkled with confusion. "How?.." Gia smiled.
"King Kai." she said pointing upwards. Goku wondered why he knew nothing about this. Goku saw her eyes shift to the halo above his head, a question in her eyes.
"Oh that. I wish I could tell you guys that this was permanent." he said frowning. He glanced at Gohan only to see his son's smile fade. Gohan walked over to them both.
"You mean you're not staying?" Goku nodded solemnly. Gia touched Gohan's forearm, comfortingly and he looked at her and smiled weakly. Goku couldn't claim to be the smartest person but it was glaringly obvious that Gohan and Gia were more than friends now. He couldn't help but smile.
"What?" Gia asked. Goku just laughed making his way to the table.
"Is there any more food left?"
Sharpener yawned, running a hand through his long blond hair.
"Are you going to Gohan's party?" Erasa nodded leaning her head on his chest.
"Yup." she yawned. "I hear it's at Capsule corp." They didn't hear the steps behind them.
"Capsule corp huh?" They both turned around quickly.
"Angela!"
That night Gohan went to sleep with a full head. He wanted to stay up all night and talk with his dad, because there were so many things to get off of his chest but his mind and body were weary.
There were still so loose ends with Videl, the new relationship with Gia, his dad's appearance and everything that came along with that. He thought about Goten for a bit, and what must've been going through his head when he saw the older but spitting image of himself.
He nearly laughed, thinking about it. He welcomed this sudden opportunity to just be happy without any real thinking involved. And it was nice to see that even after all the years passed and all the years apart there was still that same love between his parents. Maybe someday he would have that same thing...
He had only but a few hours of sleep before he woke up breathing hard, in a cold sweat. He'd had the dream. The one about his dad. Getting up he decided to get some fresh air, hoping to clear his mind. He walked out into the grass in his nightclothes, watching the almost full moon sit in the dark blue sky.
"What are you doing up so late?" the voice wasn't stern in the least, more like laughter put into words. He looked ahead of him to see his father, looking at the moon as well. Gohan walked up next to his father.
"Bad dream."
"What about?" Goku looked at his son, concerned. Gohan wasn't sure he wanted to bring it up but he never could lie to his father.
"The day you died." He shuddered as he said it, still feeling the impact of the dream. There was something strange about actually telling his father in person. Goku turned back to the moon.
"I'm here now. Let's enjoy it." he smiled and turned to see Gohan was still frowning.
"What is it son?"
"I just...would you.." Goku turned to face his completely. "Forgive me?" Goku looked a bit shocked.
"Why?" He put a hand on his shoulder. "I have nothing to forgive you for."
"But..."
"We all make mistakes you know." Goku knew he made many mistakes himself, he had enough bumps on his head to prove it. For one painful moment he thought about his wife's frying pan. "I could never hold that against you. I want you to know that you couldn't ever do anything that would change things between us." Goku hoped Gohan would understand. And if he didn't then he certainly would when his own child was born.
Gohan relaxed, truly lightened at his father's words.
"Besides there are other things happening. I hear you haven't been training?" Goku raised an eyebrow, already guessing the reason.
Gohan scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
"I've been studying a lot..." Gohan and Goku both knew the wrath of Chichi and they both laughed.
"Before I leave we have to spar together." Gohan grinned.
"Alright!" his smile fell when it sank in that his father's stay wasn't permanent. But he didn't dwell on it. He thought about sparring and how the last time he sparred everything went so horribly wrong.
"What is it?" Gohan wasn't aware he was zoning out, until Goku's voice shocked him out of it. Goku nearly missed the faint red hue to Gohan's cheeks. He wasn't sure what to make of it.
Gohan coughed.
"Um...nothing. Just thinking of the last time I sparred." He chuckled. "It was kind of a disaster." he scratched his chin. "Gia's gotten a lot better." Goku smiled.
"So, I hear you two are a couple now?" he said, an amused look on his face. Gohan fidgeted about, finding his feet rather interesting at the moment.
"Well, I guess so...I mean yes..but we..." Gohan sighed. "We came through a lot you know?" there was something so strange about telling his father. After every place he'd turned to for solace, this was ideal. Which was why it was just a bit awkward. He couldn't even remember the last thing they talked about, but he was sure it wasn't girls. It was kind of embarrassing, but at the same time nice.
Goku chuckled quietly, remembering what he had walked in on the other day. Goku might have been oblivious to many things but he wasn't so ignorant that he didn't know what had been going on between the teens. Goku knew that some fatherly advice was in order. He just didn't know how to go about it.
"Gohan." Gohan turned to his father. "At some point all saiyans...um wait...okay at some point...no." Goku scratched his head, this was harder than he thought! "I hope that you're careful." Goku looked at his son expectantly, hoping he got the point across. Gohan was still a bit lost. "What I mean is that in the things that you do, you should be careful. When people like us lose control we can hurt other people. Without even meaning to." Gohan was slowly catching on. "Just remember your strength and everything should be great." Goku felt his little speech was a bit lame but he saw that Gohan had indeed caught on and he was glad.
It hit the teen like a ton of bricks when he did finally realize and he nearly choked on air. Did he and his father just have a sex talk?
Gohan woke up that morning and was showered by many 'happy birthdays' hugs and kisses.
The day sped by so fast he was surprised to see the sun setting in what seemed like a few hours. But his birthday wasn't officially over, at least that was what Bulma was saying. He could tell that everyone had worked really hard on his birthday party at capsule corp. He didn't need anything too grand or flashy but from the snippets of conversation he'd been hearing here and there it sounded like that's exactly what it was.
He was at the door of capsule corp when a very angry looking Vegeta let him in. A grinning Bulma ran to the door and motioned for him to come in.
"I had no idea you were so popular!" Gohan stepped inside and his jaw dropped open from the amount of people inside. He vaguely recognized some from school. Gia ran out of the dancing crowd with a smile on her face. She punched him in the shoulder and laughed.
"Looks like half of the highschool population decided to crash your party!" she yelled over the music. Sharpener and Erasa emerged from the crowd as well.
"Sorry Gohan! I think this is my fault." Erasa said. "I told a couple of my friends and I guess it got around, you know how it works." she bit her lip and looked at Sharpener. He shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess no one wanted to pass up a party at capsule corp." Gohan looked at the gathering again in shock. He smiled.
"It's okay, the more the merrier right?" he chuckled nervously. Vegeta 'hmphed' behind him and spoke up.
"If any brats get into my gravity chamber I'll-"
"Oh stop it Vegeta." Bulma patted his arm. "Try to have fun." she smiled and dragged the saiyan away from the commotion. Erasa shuddered.
"He scares me." Gohan smiled.
"Yeah, he does that."
The party exploded into a loud, colorful body heated blur well into the night and Gohan found himself spending most of his time with his family out on the fringes of the building. He hadn't felt such happiness in a long time. They brought the huge birthday cake out and as he blew out all nineteen candles, he saw Videl through the haze of flame.
He stood up stick straight and she walked right passed him and to Gia. The atmosphere had drastically changed in just that instant. He saw something glittery over Gia's head for an instant but he blinked and it was gone. Gia glanced at him and he didn't know what to tell her.
Videl's blue eyes sparkled in the dark and she held out her hand for Gia. She very reluctantly took her hand and the two were off. Gohan watched them walk off, desperately hoping he wouldn't have to fetch an ambulance later.
Gia leaned on the stone wall, not sure what to make of all of this. She looked at her jeans and then glanced at Videl's dark dress as it blew around her ankles.
"You're dressy tonight." she said a bit more sharply than she meant. Videl smiled nastily.
Gia put this competitive stigma in the back of her mind, not really worried. Although noticing offhandedly that Videl was much prettier than she'd previously thought. Silence stretched on and Gia was getting impatient.
"What do you want?" Videl was outright scowling.
"How dare you...how dare you take this attitude with me when all of this is your fault!" Gia was taken aback, but now that she thought about it...
"Please, drop the innocent act. If you had just tried to get along with me or refrained from creating trouble and problems because of your insecurities maybe this wouldn't have happened." 'Maybe' was the operative word and Gia was hesitant to admit it. Because it was possible that even if Videl hadn't created trouble Gia would still be with Gohan. The feelings had been there the moment she came back and now she could admit it.
"So, you're just going to stand there and tell me that you didn't steal another girl's boyfriend? That you didn't kiss him while he was still with me?" Gia didn't like the ugly turn this talk was taking. Gia's expression softened.
"I..."
"Heh, lost for words?"
"Hey, would you have wanted to be with him when he wanted to be with me instead?" Videl's eyes narrowed.
"Don't act like you were doing me a favor, we were fine. And then you came along." Gia looked at the ground. "You ruined everything, and you don't even care." Gia hadn't even seen that side of it, and it sounded horrible. But what stung the most was that a lot of it was true.
"That's not right, I care." Videl was surprised for a minute but she soon recovered.
"No you don't. If you did you wouldn't have done it."
"This didn't happen against Gohan's will. I didn't force him t-"
"Don't. You told me there was nothing going on. You couldn't even have the decency to be honest." Gia hated that she was being attacked, and not able to attack back. There wasn't a lot she could say and man was that getting her thinking.
"I didn't even know then..."
"You didn't know? Well, that's rich." Gia frowned.
"Back then I didn't see it and yes we kissed and that was wrong. But what do you want me to do about it now?" Gia was exhausted, just thinking of the possibility that her and Gohan's love, as true as it was, had come about immorally.
"I want you to back off." Gia narrowed her eyes.
"What would that do? He's not interested in you anymore." Gia realized that she had brought up some very valid points but that was one thing she wasn't going to budge on. She and Gohan were in love. End of story. Videl's lip curled.
"He'd would be if you hadn't ruined it!"
"I'm sorry Videl, but this is something that isn't going to change." Gia stepped closer to the girl. And Videl stepped closer to her.
"You can save your apologies. But I just want to make it clear where we stand. I have forgiven Gohan, but I will never forgive you." Gia pushed past the taller girl and was off into the sky, Gia watched her fly away, not feeling as good as she was fifteen minutes prior.
Krillin raised his eyebrows.
"What's going on there?" Gohan took a bite of his chocolate cake.
"They don't get along." he said morosely. It was a supreme understatement.
"Wow, you have girls fighting over you already?" Bulma said jovially. Gohan looked up, not sure how Bulma had gotten that out of his answer. "Always knew you'd be a heartbreaker." Gohan set his plate down, she said it like it was something be proud of. Piccolo could sense his uneasiness, yet what could he do to comfort him? Yamcha thought it was hilarious.
Later on when his parents and brother left for home and Bulma told him the party would be over in a few hours, he took Gia up on her earlier offer and led her onto the floor to dance.
"Full circle huh?" Gia asked rather gloomily as she laced her fingers into his. He looked at their hands and smiled weakly.
"I guess so." They danced in silence for a bit until Gia worked up her nerve.
"Gohan, do you think this is wrong?" Gohan squinted into the bright lights above his head.
"You mean everything that happened with Videl?" he looked uncertain for a second he answered.
"I think I could have handled it better..." he thought about Videl and what he'd done. Seeing her again had made him start thinking again. "But it would have ended like this anyway. I love you. I guess I always have." Gohan clenched her hand a bit tighter. "That's not going to change."
"Do you think that if I hadn't come you'd still be with Videl?" Gia asked. Gohan gave it some thought.
"Yeah, I probably would." Gia nearly stepped on his feet.
"Oh."
"But that's not how it happened. We can't live in the past right?" he smiled down on her and the irony of his words hit her like a brick. She grinned.
"Right." Gohan wanted a new beginning for himself, a fresh start without all that weight on his shoulders and without denial. It was this thought that really ended it for him, ended what he had with Videl, and the guilt he'd been carrying around for so long.
"You're right, tonight we should just have fun. Like the old days." Gia found she could file the worries away as the opportunity of nostalgiapresented itself. And she started to feel that familiar rush through her veins, the desire to just lose it and make like she and Gohan were the only ones in the world.
He could sense this change in her and in turn it triggered something he'd been suppressing for what seemed like an eternity, and he wanted to be there with her. That place that only they knew, since they were just kids.
Gia looked at him with a lopsided smile and spoke.
"Let's spar."
Naturally Gohan couldn't turn down the offer and they found themselves set into their stances in the tall grass. Offhandedly, he wondered if Gia was still grounded and what his mother would say if she saw them now. He almost missed the very sudden attack directed his way. Catching her fist and tossing her away she landed on all fours before rising up again and flying towards the saiyan.
He was ready to block her attack but at the last second she sank toward the ground and swept his feet from under him. He laughed and picked himself up, wondering at his lack of concentration and thinking back to past sparring matches.
Gia stumbled to the side the minute warm air whooshed passed her head and she looked over her shoulder to see a smiling Gohan, his hand still in a fist. Gia grinned and put her hands up so that next time she would be ready. Sure enough he went to attack again, this time with both fists. They clashed and Gia held his fists in her hands, trying to bring them down that he'd be completely open. But halfway through the struggle she thought of a better idea. With her hands still clenching his fists and fighting to push them down she leaned forward and kissed him right on the lips.
In obvious shock his arms went weak and she push his fists down, landing a punch in his chest and knocking him down into the grass. She smiled mischievously and ran farther off into the field. She stopped where it was extremely grassy and the stars seemed to be the brightest. But minutes passed, one then two then three...where was Gohan? Gia crossed her arms and looked around for any movement, but suddenly she felt arms wrap around her waist and pull her to something firm. She couldn't turn around to see a face because the hold was too strong but she knew it was Gohan.
"You're fighting dirty." the words tickled her ear as they were said and she shuddered.
"I couldn't help myself." Gohan buried his nose in her hair, inhaling the scent he'd grown to love.
"I thought you wanted to spar." he said as he released her and she turned around to face him.
"I changed my mind." she whispered, moving in to and placing soft kisses on the skin of his neck. He sighed, letting his hands ghost over he lower back.
"What do you want to do then?" he asked, she couldn't believe his naivete. But that was just another thing she loved and accepted about him. She moved her hands to the button of his pants, quickly plucking it out of its hole.
"Guess." she smiled and his eyes widened, before narrowing.
"Now? Are you sure?"
"I have never been more sure of anything in my life." Gohan raised an eyebrow.
"That's what you said when you assured me riding a log down that waterfall would be fun." Gia's mouth fell open.
"Y-you remember that?" Gohan laughed.
"Of course I do, my mom didn't stop screaming for hours."
"Oh, right." she looked at him sheepishly.
"I want to be completely certain, I don't want to do something we'll regret." He said stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"I promise, I'm soooo sure." they shared a laugh which very quickly turned into a kiss. He touched his lips to hers gently, as if giving her a chance to refuse. But she only pulled him closer, taking hold of his forearms and guiding his hands around her waist, where his laced his fingers behind her back.
This position gave him total dictation and he used the advantage to pull her closer, so close that he was sure both of their hearts' cadences were mixing into one sporadic beat. He couldn't resist the opportunity to really taste and he took the initiative to turn the otherwise innocent kiss into a duel of tongues.
He could taste his own chocolate birthday cake in her kiss and he tore his mouth away and licked his lips, looking up into the stars as he tucked it all away in his head. After he was sure he had it memorized he backed her against the nearest tree, and continued his assault. He could feel it all coming naturally, the strong sexual instinct he knew he had to remember to control. But there was so much pleasure in being confident enough to let go a little.
He moved his kisses down to her neck and she let her head fall back against the soft bark, as each kiss lit a fire under her skin, leaving her feeling as though her whole body was ablaze. He groaned into the crook of her neck when he felt her hands move down to his hips and slide over the top of his pants. Just the promise in this action put him on edge.
"Gia..." Gohan began in protest. He knew that if she went any further his control wouldn't be so long-lived.
"Yes?" she said mischievously, while unzipping his slacks and sliding the tips of her fingers just below the rim of his boxers. Gohan gritted his teeth.
"Tha...uh..that's...oh..not a good..i..idea right now." he said falling over his words. Gia smiled.
"Why not?" she said, moving her fingers lower. Gohan grabbed both her wrists in one hand and fought back the fuzziness filling his head.
"Because we should take this slowly and if you do that I won't." His words were shaky as they came, but there was an undeniable power in them and Gia capitulated.
"Okay, fine. I guess I just want this so badly." she breathed in an almost distressed whisper. Gohan picked her up and laid her down in the grass.
"Patience is a virtue." he said, already knowing how well she would receive the comment. She scoffed.
"But it's not one of mine." she said humorously. He smiled down on her and ran his fingers across her scalp, watching as the sleek ebony slipped through the grooves of his fingers. Gia sighed, he knew just the things to do. Soon his touch was gone and she felt him lift her shirt above her head. She raised her arms and set her arms back in the grass, hoping he would like what he saw.
And he did. Gohan looked utterly serious and she thought it was a bit funny. She supposed what they were doing was finally setting in with him, and she wasn't sure it had even settled in with her. But there was one thing she knew, she wanted this more than anything. Gohan didn't waste any time getting her pants off as well and she was surprised that he'd stripped her down so soon.
But he was eager to see her, yet he remained polite in his haste.
He couldn't forget himself entirely and he knew that, but one by one he threw the rules out of the window. He didn't want any chains tonight. He sat back on his knees and took her in, pretty sure seeing her right then would be the last clear memory of the night. His head was already fogging up with her scent, her sight, his feelings and the promise of what lay ahead.
Gia sighed as his fingers touched her stomach, and as fitful and almost uncertain as those touches were, they were lovely. His lips replaced his fingers and she nearly choked on air. His tongue moved like it was working on a masterpiece as a paintbrush would and she knew he wasn't much of an artist but he made her feel like a work of art.
"Gohan..." she whined, from deep in her throat. He paused what he was doing to glance at her. He hooked his finger into the side of her panties, as her scent beckoned him. His sensitive nose took that musk right to his brain and he nearly lost it all right there. The clouds in his head thickened and he took a deep breath. Moving up to face her he tried to remember to take it slow. And be careful. He moved to take her bra off but she stopped him.
"Hey, could you...um...get undressed too?" Gohan was surprised to see her blush, more so to see shyness in her actions. He could see it by the way she nibbled at her thumbnail. He nodded and couldn't help grinning as he saw her avert her eyes for just a fraction of a second. It was obvious this was something she'd never done before. Something they'd both never done. Gia realized with a start that now it was settling in. She sat up on her knees and helped him out of his clothes till all he had were boxers. Her hands and lips immediately got to work on his exposed skin, as tender touches and kisses were spread about on his unyielding frame.
His breathing sped up and he reached for her the clasp of her bra. But the thing wouldn't come off, so in the wake of his desire and frustration he just ripped it off, only to have Gia proclaim in jest that it had been her favorite one. She pressed herself up against him and he shuddered from deep within his bones.
"Gia, do you know what you're doing to me?" He whispered. She smiled against his neck.
"Yes..." she said coquettishly, laying soft, wet kisses along his jawline. He sighed and let his eyes shut, his hands lightly massaging her back. His hands soon moved between them and began to caress the curves of her breasts. She was shocked and cried out, watching him as he teased the flesh before him. Throwing her head back she hummed a smooth note of appreciation deep in her throat, as he kissed the valley between her breasts. She felt like jelly, putty or something equally as gelatinous. When the torture stopped Gia pushed him down into the glass, her hands finding that familiar spot at the top of his boxers.
She saw he was about to protest, but she was having none of it.
"Gohan, please. Let me do this for you...you've already done so much for me." He sighed and relaxed in the grass. He just needed to remember not to get too caught up...
He hissed softly when he she took him into her hand, running his tongue across his teeth, his eyes hard with desire. She began to massage him with a maddeningly feather light touch and he rolled his head back, staring at the stars and trying to gather any self control he had left. Gia smiled as she continued her ministrations, happy that they were having the desired affect. Gohan tried to stop her again.
"Ooh...stop. Gia...Ah...I mean...ah kami...stop...I'll...oh..lose it." She smiled mischievously.
"What was that?" she said as she increased the pressure and speed of her strokes. Reality was reduced to a hazy, humid daze and Gohan could hear his voice like a far off echo. The sight of the trees against the dark blue sky began to spin and he felt himself sink back into soft, warm earth as he rolled his hips, thrusting in and out of the circle of her hand. He almost saw her face clearly, the girl...no woman who's name had passed his lips multiple times already. He thought he could hear himself still chanting it.
He came to his peak, clenching his hands in fists until his knuckles were white. Gia's smile was replaced with shock when both her wrists were suddenly enclosed in a strong steel grip.
Gohan looked up at her, and she swore his dark eyes were even darker. Before she knew it she had been thrust onto her back onto the earth, almost bouncing from the impact. The air sailed right out of her lungs and she tried to get a handle on the situation. For a quick moment she couldn't help but think of past a sparring sessions that ending in rolling in the grass, breathless and sweaty.
"Gohan?" she breathed. His weight was soon on top of her and her arms were being held quite solidly above her head. She felt the heat of his breath against her ear and she shuddered.
"You're not playing fair." he growled into her ear. Gia giggled, although a little surprised
by his swift change of demeanor. He began to bite at the exposed skin of her shoulder, nipping everywhere he could get his teeth on.
"Oh..I don't know what you're...mmm...talking about."
"Then let me remind you. Do you like these too?" he asked, tugging at her panties. She bit her lip, knowing just exactly where this was heading. He stroked her through the flimsy material, feeling the moisture her arousal.
"I won't tear these off then." he said offhandedly. She wriggled out of the last article of clothing separating them. He didn't waste any time and he lowered himself down to her sex. He took in her distinctly feminine scent, pleased that he would be the only one to have her. His head began to spin as he was practically moved towards intoxication. He would finally be able to claim this scent that tantalized him, drove him wild.
His first touches to her most private place were careful and controlled. Light touches that brought a flush to her cheeks and a bolt to her heart. She thought she would faint from such intimate contact and yet she never wanted it to stop. Something uncoiled low in her stomach when his fingers explored her flower further.
"Go...Gohan...oh my..." she abandoned her words for pure sound when he placed a kiss to her flower, tongue tasting her depths. He looked up at her to see her face, pleased to see she was enjoying it. He loved the face she made, the O shape her lips formed, the furrowed brow and the way her eyes widened and shone. He soon brought her to her first climax and as his named died in sparks on her lips she knew she'd never felt so good. Gia let her hand wander down the sharp contours of his back, tracing the well formed muscles that contorted with each slight movement.
As she caught her breath she relished in the lingering feeling of pleasure. He crawled over her so that they were face to face and she wrapped an arm around her neck.
"I'm ready now." she said quietly. He was asked her again with his eyes and she nodded. He could see the unease in her face though.
"What's wrong?" Gia looked him the eye.
"It's nothing. I just...I just heard the first time hurts like a bitch." she chuckled nervously. And Gohan smiled at her words. Gohan ran his fingers across her scalp again.
"I promise I'll go slow." Gia nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck. And her leg around his waist. "Ready?" she nodded and he positioned himself, already feeling himself slipping to that place where control remained a thing of the past. And then with one quick thrust he broke through the barrier of her virginity, she screamed out and he was still, waiting patiently for her to say it was okay. Although just that was a task, he never imagined it could feel so good and everything was pushing at him to just take her, and sate the primal need within him.
He watched as she clenched her eyes closed against the pain, trembling under him. She didn't expect it to hurt so much, she felt as if he'd ripped her in two and that searing pain was doing a sort of echo throughout her whole body. But then, something within her started to tingle and then spark.
"I'm good." she breathed, and he didn't waste any time. He pushed himself into her and let out a slow shaky breath. The tight, hot squeeze was proving to be almost to much to handle.
"Gia..." her eyes shot open as those sparks turned into outright explosions, blowing away any real rational thought or solid reality. There were just stars, and not the ones in the sky. He moved in and out of her body faster now, completely lost. Fingernails dragged themselves down his back, and he didn't know why but it was the perfect pain to mix with the pleasure. Gia felt she'd drawn his blood and she moaned out her apology through the haze of feeling.
But that had brought something else to his mind. He ran his tongue across his incisors as he became consumed by a very saiyan impulse. He hit that special spot deep within her and she felt like she was dissolving, like something saccharine. The knot in her stomach tightened as he did it again and she screamed out in rapture, his name now known to their part of the woods.
Once more and she peaked, holding onto him as if he was her lifeline. He saw his chance and sank his teeth into her shoulder, his tongue adjusting to the coppery tang of her blood. She cried out again, but thankfully this pain was muted by the sudden rush of pleasure coursing through her body. He finished shortly after, and his mind seemed to leave him for a bit and all he knew was what he was feeling. He rolled off of her and into the grass, breathing hard.
Some minutes later when it was melting away and ration thought returned, Gia turned on her side to face him.
"Hey, Gohan." he turn to her.
"Yes?" Gia touched the still sensitive spot on her shoulder.
"Why did you bite me?" the words almost sounded ludicrous. Gohan looked at the mark. No one had ever told Gohan that he should do it or that he had to do it, but it just seemed right.
"It just felt right. Are you okay?" Gia raised her eyebrows curiously.
"I've never felt better." that was the honest truth. "So, is it like a saiyan thing?" Gohan laughed.
"Saiyan thing?" Gia smiled. "Yeah, I guess it is." Gia sighed dreamily.
"What does it mean?" That, Gohan knew.
"It means you're mine." Suddenly Vegeta's use of 'mate' made a lot more sense. "It means forever." Gia fell onto her back in the grass.
"I like the sound of that." Gohan nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, me too."
Gohan gathered his clothes and Gia gathered hers, getting dressed quickly after washing off in the stream nearby. As he pulled on his clothes he began to think. Recently everything had seemed so much like a dream. At first he'd believed that, because his life had been a web of nightmares. And because he hadn't believed in happy ending since his dad died. But as he ran through the grass, heading towards home with Gia close on his tail, he really felt everything was real. And he was sure there would be troubles ahead, but now he felt weightless and better than he had in such a long time. He remember when his world had been shattered, but now he was hopeful and he was sure that he could put the pieces back together again.
(A/N : The End. Wow, this is kind of hard for me to say adios to my first story. I thought it would be cool to leave some things open like the situation between Videl and Gia, and to end the story with an intimate scene. I hope that was done tastefully. Anyway, thanks a lot for sticking with it all this time. I appreciate it so much. Adios!)