Chapter X
That night Gohan stayed in my room. I kept him as close to me as I could because if I let him move too far away he would be just like the rest and it would mean nothing. Our skin stuck together and I could feel him breathing on my neck. It was different then the first time because this time I felt like I needed him. When Gohan pulled away from me I wasn't sure how to react.
"What," he asked.
"Nothing," I said forcing a smile.
He grabbed my arm, "Stop that."
"What?"
"Don't lie to me. What's wrong?"
"I'm just happy you got off of me because you're kind of heavy."
That made him let go of my arm and turn away, "Shut up."
I laughed and pulled him back toward me, "I'm just kidding, stop being such a girl about everything."
"I'm not being a girl, shut up."
I sighed remembering what we had listened in on, "Do you think you should talk to your dad about what we heard? I wonder what Madam had him in there for in the first place. It was pretty clear what they were talking about but why did she call him in there."
"Should I even let him know that we were listening? Oh I don't know what to do about anything anymore. I don't know what to do about you, mom, dad, anything."
"Wait a minute what did I do?"
"You know what I mean. Your 'job'. Mom's not very happy that I'm spending so much time with you. I don't know what to do about that, unless you have a suggestion."
"Don't pin it on me it's your problem."
Gohan sighed, "It's partly yours."
"It is not. How is it my problem?"
"It's about you."
"It's more about you."
Gohan sighed again, "Let's not talk about this anymore."
I laughed, "Why do I always win with you."
"You didn't win, we're not fighting."
"Okay Gohan. What else do you want to talk about?"
"Nothing, I don't want to talk about anything, I'm tired."
He turned away from me and I just lay there and stare at the ceiling. When my eyes closed I dreamed of nothing but black, I hadn't dreamt of anything since I started my job. Maybe there was something wrong with me. After a few seconds I realized that I was dreaming, out of the black came the blonde girl I turned and she grabbed my shoulder, waking me up.
The blonde girl turned into 18 when my eyes opened, "What is your problem," she whispered.
I looked beside me and saw Gohan was still sleeping. "What is wrong with you, what are you doing?"
18 looked at Gohan and smirked, "Videl, is there something you want to tell me about your, friendship."
"No, go away. What time is it?"
"Three thirty."
"In the morning!"
"Yes."
"Then why are you here?"
"I need to talk."
"Now?"
18 looked at Gohan, "Unless you're busy."
I growled and got out of bed. She had me follow her to her room and I sat down on her bed. "Okay what," I asked.
"Something is wrong with Goku and ChiChi."
When she said that my body froze remembering the conversation, "What could be wrong?"
She must have noticed my trouble, "Nothing to do with you, it's about some new girl I guess. Do you know about this?"
"No."
"Okay whatever. Anyway I heard them talking in ChiChi's room and she sounded pretty upset. Oh by the way thanks for finding Bulma a room, you're good at running errands."
I sighed, "Sorry."
"That's okay, I understand your beneficial friendship needs."
"Shut up."
"Okay, anyway I didn't figure you'd really do it, I just had to get you out of the room."
"Why would you want me to leave?"
"I didn't but I could tell ChiChi did, and I was right. She started throwing out every thought she had to Bulma."
"What's Bulma going to do about Vegeta's wife?"
"I told her to kill her but no one ever listens to my logic."
"Are you kidding we could be hanged for that, especially us."
"Whatever but who's gonna report her, Vegeta, ha. Don't make me laugh Videl. The man cares about one thing and his wife ain't giving it to him."
"Excuse me."
"That's okay. Anyway tell me what you know."
"About what?"
"I know you went to find Goku, where was he?"
"Gohan was looking for him not me."
"How did it go?"
I bit my lip, "We didn't find him."
"Liar. Fine if you don't want to tell me you went straight to your room and had sex, I don't want to know."
I rolled my eyes, "That's exactly what happened how did you know?"
"I don't know. You can leave now I just wanted to tell you about the gossip."
I got up to go back to my room but I couldn't help thinking about everything. Seemed like a book the way things flashed in my mind. Goku and ChiChi flashed through my mind and how I've never seen him even look at anyone else the same way. When I met Gohan and all the stories 18 had told me up to now. 'Something is wrong with Goku and ChiChi,' 18's voice echoed, 'I had a little girl when I was doing your future job.' 'I have no idea what Madam did with her.' Everything was coming at me at once and it was too much for me but there was one more question I had to ask before I pushed it all out.
I turned around when I got to the door, "How old would your daughter be now?"
"A couple years older than you I guess, probably a year older. Why?"
"I don't know."