I got this idea at 12:30 at night after reading Jedi
Apprentice #15. What that has to do
with a Videl/Gohan story, I'll never know.
Disclaimer: I don't
own Dragonball Z, just some manga's and tapes.
Why Did You Lie
to Me?
Videl Satan
sat in the stands of the World Martial Arts Tournament, after telling Chi-Chi
and the rest what was happening with the guys that left. The awards ceremony was going on and she
watched her father and Trunks get their prize money. Sighing, she thought how this victory would make her father more
arrogant than he already was. Suddenly
she felt something tug at the back of her mind. It was only for a moment, but she new what it meant; there was
something wrong with Gohan! She quickly
took off, trying to find him.
It took her
awhile, but she finally was able to sense Gohan ki, although it was
exceptionally low. There was an
astounding amount of smoke and falling debris as she got closer. Then she saw him. Lying on the ground, near a rocky outcropping, was Gohan. He looked injured, badly.
Oh my
God! "Gohan!!." Videl flew like a shot down to where the
black-hair boy was. He tried to open
his eyes when he felt a wind against his face.
A person had knelt down next to him, picking up his hand.
"Gohan what…what
happened to you?" It was a sweet voice
calling out to him, and he only knew of one person with a voice that sweet.
"Videl…"
Gohan gasped. "Why did you…come
back? I told you…not to. I…don't want you…to get hurt…like I did." It
was hard for him to talk, harder than it had ever been, even after that battle
with Cell seven years ago.
Something
started squeezing in Videl's chest. He's
not going to die, is he? "How did
this happen?" She asked, on the verge
of tears.
"I missed…and
got hit…in the back. I'm dying Videl." He didn't want to tell her this, but she was
going to find out sooner or later, especially when he didn't show up at school
on Monday. "And I…can't stop it…from
happening." He winced in pain,
squeezing Videl's hand in his own. She
hardly felt the pain in her hand, because the pain in her heart was worse.
"The Great
Sayiaman can't die. The people in Other
World would try to beat him up because of his stupid costume." Videl tried to make a joke, but failed
miserably. The pain was too great to
disperse with a mere joke. "Besides Gohan,
you promised me you would take care of yourself. But you lied to me again.
Don't leave me Gohan." It was
too much for her, and a stray tear escaped out of her sapphire eye.
"I'm…sorry…Videl." He gasped for air. And with the last of his strength he reached up and stroked her
soft cheek, wiping away the tear. "Goodbye…my…Videl."
"Gohan, I…" But it was too late, Gohan's last breath escaped
from his lips, and his hand went limp in hers.
"…love you." She couldn't hold
it in anymore, and the tears poured out, cascading down her face, to fall on
the lifeless body below her. Yet she
didn't feel any emotion, no sadness, or anger, or hate to those who did this to
her Gohan. She was like a void, empty
of all emotion, although the tears kept on falling. One thought kept echoing through her head. Why
did you lie to me? As she sat there
and cried, memories came back to her; the first time they met, the times they fought
side by side, the time he taught her to fly, and just today, the time he took
care of her when she was injured by that Spopovich guy. Gohan was different than anyone she had ever
met, and that's why she loved him. But
why couldn't she tell him that until after he died?
She sat
there for a long time, just staring at the lifeless shell that had once held
the soul of her best friend. Eventually
the remaining Z-fighters came over to take Gohan body away. Goku picked her up in his arms, like he
would his own child, and flew her home.
But she didn't notice; the tears kept coming as she stared into
nothingness.
Monday morning:
Videl was
in no mood to go to school that day, she hadn't been in the mood to do much
since Gohan died two days ago. The
weekend was spent in her room, endless hours of crying and staring into emptiness,
the same emptiness she felt inside her.
School wouldn't be the same without Gohan sitting besides her. But it was like her body was on auto pilot
because she went through all the daily tasks she normally does to get ready for
school, and before she knew it, she was walking through the doors of Orange
Star High School. Her eyes stayed on
the ground, not looking up as people asked her how she was feeling. They all knew about what happened at the
tournament, but no one knew what had happened to her following the battle. The fact the someone was sitting in the seat
next to her, in the classroom, did register in her mind. He hasn't even been gone a week and they
already have someone else in his desk.
How could they do that to me?
"Hey
Videl, what's wrong?" The person in the
next chair asked. She looked up and was
staring into a pair of dark eyes that seemed exceptionally familiar. Her view widened and what she saw made her
gasp in shock.
"Go…Gohan?" Is it really him? And how?
"Yeah,
it's me, back from the dead." He smiled
at her
"But How? I saw you die, I was there." She was still in shock
"I know you
were, and I did, but I was revived by the dragonballs."
"I don't
care how, you're alive!" She threw her arms around his neck and passionately kissed
him.
"Wow." Gohan said after they pulled away. "If that's what I get, remind me to die
everyday."
"I love you,
Gohan." Videl said, her arms still
around his neck.
"And I love
you." He pulled her close and they
kissed again, their emotions soaring.
"Excuse me."
The teacher called from the front of
the room. "But if you two could please
keep your teenage hormones in check, I'd like to start the class."
A crimson
color filled their cheeks as they separated and opened their books. But Gohan found Videl's had under the desk
and held it tightly. And the stayed
that way, their lives intertwined forever.
The End
A/N: So what did you think?