The person you like?
Disclaimer- I don't own anything related to dragon ball. Akira Toriyama does.
The Person You Like- Part 1
So let's get something straight. My name is Videl Satan, I'm eighteen and I fight crime in Satan City along with him. Now don't get it twisted, I am not a normal type of girl, oh no, I'm far from that. I don't have a fetish for makeup, I don't dress to impress, and I don't get stars in my eyes when I see a boy with a six-pack. That is until I met him.
Who is 'him'? You ask, well that would be Son Gohan.
I'm not gonna go into detail about when or how I met this guy but all you need to know is, he's an alien, well half at least, he is leagues above me in fighting, he's the smartest and handsome guy I've ever met and...
I-I love him.
You wouldn't believe me but, as years progressed of seeing him. Knowing him. I started doing things I don't normally do. I wrote many times in this bloody journal that I'm not a normal girl. But, through time this statement slowly changed. I found myself learning how to do makeup through my friend Erasa. And, yes, Erasa eventually found out I like Gohan. It wasn't hard for her, she does have an eye for seeing things like this.
I asked her for multiple fashion tips, flirting techniques, glow-ups, etc. And why?
All for the sole purpose of trying to impress the dense block which is Son Gohan.
We met when I was 16 and since then my, uh I can't even write this without making myself cringe. My love for him only grew!
I kind of hate myself in a way. I can fight guys three times bigger than me, learn how to fly, solve almost any detective work, do inhuman feats like running 50 miles per hour yet, I can't even grab the boy I love by the collar and kiss him.
I sigh as I write the next line of words.
It's Valentine's Day. It's 10:00 pm and it's raining outside. I don't know why but tonight for some reason, I feel a bit sad...sad that I don't have him to celebrate this day with me.
I close the journal and place it on my nightstand. It's a small book where I just express my feelings as I lack the ability to do so in real life. I heave a frustrating sigh as I cross and rub my arms. It's so cold.
Ok sure it's raining outside and the only thing I'm wearing now is an oversized T-shirt and some undies but that's beside the point. And, I can't even be bothered standing up from my bed, putting on some pajama pants, and turning up the thermostat. I wish Gohan was here. He could've heated me up.
I feel my cheeks redden and I uncontrollably start rubbing them.
A frown escapes my facial features. This morning just before school started, Sharpner, Erasa, Gohan, and myself were walking to Gohan's locker because he had to grab some books for the morning session of school, but when Gohan opened his locker, hundreds of love letters fell out of it.
I just don't get it though. Why were so many girls interested in him?
Wow. You should punch yourself for thinking such shit Videl! That question is so fucking self-explanatory. He's a down to Earth guy. His humble, polite, super smart, has a lot of wisdom despite his age, has an amazing scent, and an amazing personality.
'Sigh' I'm sure if I search the definition of perfect on Google, it won't even show the meaning, just a picture of Gohan.
I slap myself in embarrassment. I unintentionally start speaking my mind. And, a bit too loud at that.
"Really Videl, you're thinking about a guy! You're supposed to be the strong, intelligent, tough, and badass type. You can't go around thinking about guys in this way, your Videl, the future World martial arts victor, not some soft girl who goes around thinking about getting with a guy. Even though he has a perfect smile, a lovely scent, an amazing personality, and a beautiful body...AHHHHH!"
God these feelings are so infuriating.
I give off a sad face. Does Gohan even like me? We've been friends for the past three years and not once has he even shown signs of liking let alone loving me. Is it because of my physique? I get I'm not always the nicest person around and I'm not quite developed like Erasa or Angela but surely he can look past that and see me for me...right?
I stuff my face in a pillow, I mean who am I kidding? Of course, he doesn't like me. Dad took his credit for beating Cell, I mistreat him sometimes, and perhaps the only reason why he even stays friends with me is that I asked him to teach me how to fly.
He'll never want to be more than just friends with a loser like me.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
I frown. I just heard knocking coming from my balcony door.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Still frowning, I make my way to the balcony door and cautiously open it. My heart skips a beat as I see Gohan, Gi ripped and blood smudges scattered across his body. He looks at me with heavy eyes.
"Videl I-I…" He falls to the ground.
I cover my mouth. "Oh my god, Gohan!"
I immediately attend to him. I start lifting and dragging him to my bathroom. I gently lay him against the wall, crouch down to his level, and look at him with terrified eyes.
"Gohan what happened to you?" I ask softly, grabbing his cheek.
"Ve-Vegeta and I sparred...and It got a bit messy when we went full power. Ahhhh, my shoulder hurts. I didn't want to disturb you b-but if I went back to my house, I don't know what would've happened to me, since my house was far away from where I and Vegeta sparred. You think you can patch me up?"
"Sure, just stay here and try to hold on for me ok. I'm going to go fetch a first aid kid. I don't even know if a first aid kit will be enough."
"It will be fine. Just make sure you bring an extra-long bandage."
I nod my head and make my way to my cabinet. As I'm searching for the kit, I shake my head. I knew that Vegeta was cold but this was just taking it too far. But Gohan is stupid. Why would he even think of fighting Vegeta, knowing the so-called prince trains like Kratos? Honestly Saiyans.
I make my way back to my bathroom with the first aid kit in hand. I kneel down to Gohan and begin taking off his Gi top. I gasp as I see all the cuts and bruises.
"Oh my... what did he do to you?" I grab some tissues and start rubbing off as much blood as possible.
"You would hate to see how he looks. The prince of all Widow's Peaks will need two senzu beans before he can recover." He snorts.
I chuckle and release a sigh as I continue wiping the blood from his stomach.
After wiping all the excess blood from his upper body, I was about to pull off his Gi pants but before that…
"Is it ok if I remove your pants, I want to wipe off the blood from your legs?"
He nods his head which gives me affirmation to continue. I start pulling on the top of his Gi pants, slowly revealing his boxers, then his badly bruised legs. Not as bad as his upper body but bad nonetheless. I start wiping the blood there as well. I don't need to look at him to know he's looking at me.
I threw the tissue in a nearby trashcan and proceeded to head to the bathroom sink where I poured some medium hot water in a container. I grabbed a soft cloth and mild soap before heading back to Gohan. Crouching back down to him, I rinsed the cloth in the water before lightly applying some soap. Then carefully, I started wiping away the dry blood stains as well as some slight dirt spots around the open wounds, careful not to get any soap in them.
After cleansing his body, I grabbed a tube of antibiotic cream and started opening the lid.
"This may sting like a B," I tell him, before grabbing a nice portion of cream and applying it gently to his wounds.
"Hssss, ouch!" I hear him hiss in pain.
"It will be over soon. I just have to apply this and put some bandaids over your wounds then we're done."
"Ok. By the way, it means a lot that you would do this for me."
"This is what friends are for, right?" I inquire.
"Yeah friends...just friends." I hear him whisper the last line. I slightly frown but decide to drop it.
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"Well, I'm almost done. Guess the last thing I have to do is treat that busted lip of yours. I don't have cream or ointment for it and I don't think antiseptic cream is a good idea. Can I put some vaseline on for now?"
"Yeah, vaseline should be good." He replies.
"Ok but just let me go wash my hands again, just like I did before I started patching you."
Following the cleansing of my hands, I grab the vaseline container and make my way to Gohan. I see him on his feet, trying his best to keep himself up. Shouldn't he be taking it easy?
"Hey, shouldn't you be taking it easy?" I ask as I watch him exit the bathroom to the bedroom.
"I have to fly back home. I'm starting to feel a bit better now." I hear him say as I exit with him.
I rushed in front of him before he could exit through my balcony. I give him a death glare as I pin my index finger on his chest.
"Ok, first of all, there's a thunderstorm outside, second you're hurt, and lastly did you forget you're almost naked?"
Gohan looks down at himself and blushes. "Sorry, I forgot haha." He chuckles as he rubs the back of his neck, a gesture I'm all too familiar with.
"Well, where am I going to spend the night?" He raises his eyebrow.
I roll my eyes. "Where else do you think dork? Here!"
"I get that but where am I going to sleep? Do you have a spare mattress or blanket I can maybe sleep on?"
"Why would I let you sleep on the ground? I'll take the floor so you can sleep on my bed." I offer.
"Thanks for the offer but I don't think I'll be comfortable knowing I let you sleep on the ground while I'm laying on your bed, sooo that's out of the equation." He laughs.
"Well, what else can we do Sherlock because I'm not letting you sleep on the floor."
"Your bed is big enough for like four people. Let's both sleep on it but stay on our separate ends. How's that?"
I feel my cheeks heat up and I look away from him. I mutter "Sure whatever."
"Well, then it's settled." He smiles.
"Finally, now are you going to lay down so I can apply this vaseline on your lip?" I sigh.
"Oh yeah, sure."
He climbs on my bed and I take a seat next to him.
"Hold still alright," I order.
After applying the vaseline, I start closing the container but then I hear him ask.
"So who's this guy you're thinking about?
I look at him in surprise. "What do you mean?"
"Before I knocked on your balcony door, I heard you talking about some guy who you said had a perfect smile, a lovely scent, an amazing personality, and a beautiful body. Who is he and is he a good guy?"
I look at Gohan in confusion. Why is he so interested?
"Why does it matter to you if I like someone or not?"
"Because I'm one of your best friends and I feel like I deserve to know. Besides this guy that you like, like I asked, is he good? You should know more about someone before you can just straight up like them."
"You sound so angry. Ar-Are you jealous?" I laugh.
"Why would I be jealous? I'm just saying you should find out more about this guy before you come to any conclusions." I hear him announce with a hint of sadness.
"What if I told you it's someone you know personally?"
Gohan's eyes widen as that sentence exits my mouth.
"It's Sharpner isn't it?" He whispers.
I frown, why is he so sad all of a sudden.
"And what if it is?"
Gohan turns his head to me and looks like he was about to say something but closes his mouth and looks away clearly disappointed. My frown deepens and I place down the vaseline and grab Gohan by his cheeks.
"Gohan, I can't read minds so just please, tell me what's on your mind."
He averts his attention, eyes down. Clearly unsettled.
"I j-just, I just wish I was the person." He starts.
"The person of what?" I ask gently.
"The person you like." He finishes.
Enjoy this cliffhanger boys and girls!
Btw, this story takes place three years after the Buu saga. I don't plan on making this story long, just about two more chapters, and done. This is just sort of a thing I work on as I take half an hour breaks after studying for a bit. (Oh and I know nobody asked but I'm currently busy with exams.)
Bye guys and ladies, and don't forget to be the opposite of angry :)