Chapter 3
But he didn't call her. She didn't call him. That was three years ago then. They were eighteen. Now they were twenty one. Gohan hadn't heard from Videl, and was completely saddend by this.
After the first few months, he had given up of all hope seeing her again. But then, he saw an Ad in the paper, that Videl had become the vice president of some computer company.
His heart sank every time he heard her name. He had picked the phone up many times, dialing her number, and when she said hello, he hung up. And up to when she found that job he called again. He let it ring and Hercules answered the phone. Gohan was trembling, but asked if he could speak to Videl, but Hercules told him that Videl didn't live there any more. She moved out.
It was to late. He couldn't belive he never had the courage to aske her out. Never to say, "Hey Videl. Want to go to a movie sometime and go sparing later?"
He had never been able to say those three small words to her. I love you.
*
Videl looked at her room. Her apartment was cluttered. She never had let it get this messy before. But she wasn't in the mood for cleaning. She was grumpy, starving, wanting to just lay on her bed, and just stop thinking about so many things at once.
She laid on her bed, sighing deeply, welcoming the fresh smell of pasta in the microwave cooking. She closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind.
But her mind was filled with long forgotten memories-embarrassing moments-dark secrets-hidden urges-Gohan.
Gohan filled her mind. Oh how she missed him. She wanted to talk to him, tell him what's been going on these past three years. Hoping that it would clear her mind.
She wrote in a dairy, she had talked to all of her friends, but she coulnd't het that feeling out of her. That thing where her pulse raced, her blood began to boil, and chills went down her spine. When Gohan was around is when she got all of those.
'I know I'm in love with him, but how and I suppose to tell him that? Hi Gohan! Great to see you! I love you by the way!' Videl shook her head. She heared the microwave beep, and went to fetch her dinner.
Videl was a great cook. But she rarley had time to cook with her job. She wondered what Gohan was doing at that same second of 6:44p.m.
She missed him badly. She wanted him to touch her, to calm her when she was upset. She loved everything about him How he touched her face when he was trying to get her to look at him, the way he held her close in his arms and let her cry on his shoulder, the way he would whisper in her ear, the way he would blush furiously and never knew why. But mostly, she loved him.
She ate her cheesesy pasta, and let Gohan fill her mind. Gohan was always so fun to be around. He always like to be busy and active. Never the type that sat around and did nothing.
Gohan would always touch her shoulders tenderly, and once he even kissed her on the lips. It was Christmas and Gohan took Videl over to his house. She had insisted, she had gotten preasents for the whole family. Even Gohan. She still remembered his face.
"Gee Videl. Thanks!" Gohan said as he took the package from her. He reached on the table and pulled a little box with a bow. "It isn't much."
Videl took the box from him and opened it. She took out a ring that had a silver band around it, with a sapire in the center. It had an inscription that read, 'Gohan and Videl'.
"It's a promise ring." He explained. "It shows that we'll be firends forever."
Videl threw her arms around his neck into a big hug. She pulled away. Gohan took the ring from her, and took her hand. He put it on her ring finger.
He walked Videl over to the door. With a finally goodbye to the Son residence, Chi-Chi stopped them. "What?"
"Your under the mistletoe!"
Gohan looked up at the green flower decorated with a red bow hanging above them. "So?"
"It's tradition! Kiss! Kiss her Gohan! By god it's just a little kiss."
Gohan sighed. 'A kiss can bring to the wrong type of things.' He took another sigh and turned back to Videl. They leaned in and their lips met. His lips were soft and tender caressing her's. They didn't know how long they were there, but it didn't seem long to them. Videl slipped her tounge out of her mouth, and licked Gohan's lips for entrance. He opened his jaw slightly and their tongues met.
They pulled away after three minutes of non stop kissing. They were both flushed, out of breath, and hot. Good thing it was cold outside.
Videl could still feel his lips caressing hers. She closed her eyes, trying to get a faded image of Gohan.
*
Gohan sat on his bed, listning to his house keeper tidy up his living room. He was responsible for his room. Sheila lived with him, and was the best maid ever. She was easy to talk to, she was an excellent cook, could clean up, and well, he could tell her everything.
He told her about his hard life at work. He told her about his boss and how annoying he was. He told her about his colleague's Brians' wedding. He told her about Videl.
Oh Videl. He missed her so badly. He wanted to hold her tight, kiss her. He loved her. He wanted her to love him back. He told Sheila everything. He told her how much he loved her. How much he missed her. How much he wanted to see her. How much he wanted to love her. How much he wanted her to love him back. But little did he know-she did.
A/N: Heho.I know I'm crazy. A sort of cliff hanger type thing. I like to keep yall on your seats! Don' worry! Chapter 4 is halfway done, and over this thanksgiving I'll load it up, alright? Fiar? K! Bye!
But he didn't call her. She didn't call him. That was three years ago then. They were eighteen. Now they were twenty one. Gohan hadn't heard from Videl, and was completely saddend by this.
After the first few months, he had given up of all hope seeing her again. But then, he saw an Ad in the paper, that Videl had become the vice president of some computer company.
His heart sank every time he heard her name. He had picked the phone up many times, dialing her number, and when she said hello, he hung up. And up to when she found that job he called again. He let it ring and Hercules answered the phone. Gohan was trembling, but asked if he could speak to Videl, but Hercules told him that Videl didn't live there any more. She moved out.
It was to late. He couldn't belive he never had the courage to aske her out. Never to say, "Hey Videl. Want to go to a movie sometime and go sparing later?"
He had never been able to say those three small words to her. I love you.
*
Videl looked at her room. Her apartment was cluttered. She never had let it get this messy before. But she wasn't in the mood for cleaning. She was grumpy, starving, wanting to just lay on her bed, and just stop thinking about so many things at once.
She laid on her bed, sighing deeply, welcoming the fresh smell of pasta in the microwave cooking. She closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind.
But her mind was filled with long forgotten memories-embarrassing moments-dark secrets-hidden urges-Gohan.
Gohan filled her mind. Oh how she missed him. She wanted to talk to him, tell him what's been going on these past three years. Hoping that it would clear her mind.
She wrote in a dairy, she had talked to all of her friends, but she coulnd't het that feeling out of her. That thing where her pulse raced, her blood began to boil, and chills went down her spine. When Gohan was around is when she got all of those.
'I know I'm in love with him, but how and I suppose to tell him that? Hi Gohan! Great to see you! I love you by the way!' Videl shook her head. She heared the microwave beep, and went to fetch her dinner.
Videl was a great cook. But she rarley had time to cook with her job. She wondered what Gohan was doing at that same second of 6:44p.m.
She missed him badly. She wanted him to touch her, to calm her when she was upset. She loved everything about him How he touched her face when he was trying to get her to look at him, the way he held her close in his arms and let her cry on his shoulder, the way he would whisper in her ear, the way he would blush furiously and never knew why. But mostly, she loved him.
She ate her cheesesy pasta, and let Gohan fill her mind. Gohan was always so fun to be around. He always like to be busy and active. Never the type that sat around and did nothing.
Gohan would always touch her shoulders tenderly, and once he even kissed her on the lips. It was Christmas and Gohan took Videl over to his house. She had insisted, she had gotten preasents for the whole family. Even Gohan. She still remembered his face.
"Gee Videl. Thanks!" Gohan said as he took the package from her. He reached on the table and pulled a little box with a bow. "It isn't much."
Videl took the box from him and opened it. She took out a ring that had a silver band around it, with a sapire in the center. It had an inscription that read, 'Gohan and Videl'.
"It's a promise ring." He explained. "It shows that we'll be firends forever."
Videl threw her arms around his neck into a big hug. She pulled away. Gohan took the ring from her, and took her hand. He put it on her ring finger.
He walked Videl over to the door. With a finally goodbye to the Son residence, Chi-Chi stopped them. "What?"
"Your under the mistletoe!"
Gohan looked up at the green flower decorated with a red bow hanging above them. "So?"
"It's tradition! Kiss! Kiss her Gohan! By god it's just a little kiss."
Gohan sighed. 'A kiss can bring to the wrong type of things.' He took another sigh and turned back to Videl. They leaned in and their lips met. His lips were soft and tender caressing her's. They didn't know how long they were there, but it didn't seem long to them. Videl slipped her tounge out of her mouth, and licked Gohan's lips for entrance. He opened his jaw slightly and their tongues met.
They pulled away after three minutes of non stop kissing. They were both flushed, out of breath, and hot. Good thing it was cold outside.
Videl could still feel his lips caressing hers. She closed her eyes, trying to get a faded image of Gohan.
*
Gohan sat on his bed, listning to his house keeper tidy up his living room. He was responsible for his room. Sheila lived with him, and was the best maid ever. She was easy to talk to, she was an excellent cook, could clean up, and well, he could tell her everything.
He told her about his hard life at work. He told her about his boss and how annoying he was. He told her about his colleague's Brians' wedding. He told her about Videl.
Oh Videl. He missed her so badly. He wanted to hold her tight, kiss her. He loved her. He wanted her to love him back. He told Sheila everything. He told her how much he loved her. How much he missed her. How much he wanted to see her. How much he wanted to love her. How much he wanted her to love him back. But little did he know-she did.
A/N: Heho.I know I'm crazy. A sort of cliff hanger type thing. I like to keep yall on your seats! Don' worry! Chapter 4 is halfway done, and over this thanksgiving I'll load it up, alright? Fiar? K! Bye!
