".A volcano. Had to be.a volcano."
"The dragonballs are always in a random location. You know that, Gohan."
"Still. a volcano. Ah!" Gohan winced again as more burn lotion was rubbed on his arm.
The group had gone out for the last dragonball. They tracked the signal from the dragon radar to an active volcano past the coast. Unfortuatley, the volcano was near eruption and teeming with lava.
Only Gohan, Krillin, Trunks, Goten, and Yamcha could possibly go down and get it. Chichi and Bulma were not about to let their younger sons to go down there. Yamcha and Krillin chickened out, therefore leaving Gohan to go down and get it.
Using his energy to form a protective shield around himself, Gohan dived into the lava. Unfortunately, the shield distorted his vision. Not that it really mattered, since the lava made it almost impossible for his to see past the shield anyway. It took him almost an hour to find the dragonball.
Once Gohan did find the dragonball, he was a couple hundred feet deep in lava. He also realized his folly.
He couldn't pick up the dragonball with his energy shield protecting him. If it prevented lava from getting in, it would also prevent the dragonball. Gohan sighed as he realized what he had to do.
Bracing himself, Gohan lunged forward, dropped his shield, and grabbed the dragonball. The lava engulfed him.
The end result was a very singed Gohan shooting out of the lava, smoking trailing him.
The gi Gohan was wearing, or what was left of it after his fight with Omega, was scorched. His hair was smoking, and his eyebrows singed along the edges. His skin was a deep red, and blistering in places.
But he did have the final dragonball they needed to bring back all those who were killed by Omega.
~0~
"Ah! That stings!"
A frustrated Videl glared at the half saiyan that sat next to her. "Oh, be quiet!"
Gohan winced again as she applied more burn lotion to his arm. Videl knew the stuff had to sting, and she didn't like having to do that.
'But he deserves it for what he did.'
When everyone had chosen Gohan to go down and get the dragonball, Videl, not used to these superstrong abilities they all had, thought that he would put on a protective suit or something that Bulma had cooked up in her lab.
She freaked out when she saw Gohan dive into the lava. It took everyone a good fifteen minutes to calm her down and explain to her that Gohan could survive in lava. Videl was extremely upset afterwards. She nearly had a heart attack!
She was ready to throttle Gohan when he finally came out of the lava, but when he appeared, her resolve dissolved at the sight of him.
Videl got Gohan back to the plane as fast as she could, Gohan being to drained to fly, immediately found the first aid kit, and got to work making sure Gohan would be ok.
"Ah! Videl, please, warn me before you do that!"
Videl glared at him, then without saying a word applied more lotion to his burned arm, causing Gohan at wince again.
"Videl!"
"Be quiet! I don't know how a guy who can dive into lava like you did could possibly not take a little sting."
Krillin looked back at the two. "It's genetic. His father, Goku, could handle being thrown into lava, smashed into a mountain, crushed, beaten, and yet had a great fear of needles."
Chichi nodded. "Yeah, I remember the time when Goku had to get a shot in the hospital after his fight with Vegeta. He nearly jumped out the window, even with all of his injuries. That's why he had to be restrained the way he was." (A/N)
"Yeah, and he nearly broke that thing when the nurse came in with another needle!"
Everyone started laughing, save Videl, who didn't understand what they were talking about. Shaking her head resighly, she decided to ask Gohan about it later.
She got back to work. She had finished with his arm, and now there was only one place left to work on. The part of Gohan's body that she had been avoiding, but had to be done. He couldn't reach it, and she wasn't about to chicken out. She didn't want to give anyone suspicions about her feelings about Gohan.
'We are just friends. We are just friends. We are just good friends. Nothing more than that.'
Blushing furiously, Videl lifted up what was left of Gohan's shirt, and began to rub lotion on his back.
'Damn. Hard as steel.'
Her hands moved across his shoulders and worked their way to his backbone. Once there she started when Gohan shivered. Taking a breath, she continued her work.
'You could use this thing for an ironing board. Uhg, cool it Videl. Gohan is not a thing. He wouldn't like being called that. Great, now when did I start worrying what Gohan thought about me?'
Still blushing, but with a determined stare, she continued her work. Then she realized that Gohan wasn't wincing anymore. In fact, he was extremely quiet and still.
~0~
Seven glowing balls layed arrayed in front of the Capsule Corp building. Gohan, Videl, Goten, Trunks, Piccolo, Yamcha, Puar, Bulma, Chichi, Oolong, Ox King, Krillin, Marron, and Number Eighteen stood around, expectant looks on their faces.
"Eternal Dragon, by your name I summon you forth, Shenlong!"
The sky turned dark, and lightning flashed across the sky.
The seven dragonballs pulsed with energy, and with a single, final pulse of energy exploded with light. A single, wide beam shot into the sky, and twisted into a form. It continued to twist and turn until it took the shape of the dragon.
The light faded and the dragon emerged.
"Boy, I'll never get used to seeing him."
"No kidding."
"Ahhh! . This.This can't be real.can it?!?" Videl's mouth was hanging wide open.
"You have disturbed me from my slumber. Speak, and name your first wish."
"Now, how exactly should I phrase this wish? We want everyone to come back, but not Omega."
"I thought you had this figured out!" Yamcha shook his head. "How about. 'Bring back of those who died today, except for all the really, really bad ones!"
"Aw man. can people really be brought back from the dead like that?"
"It has been set in motion. Now, name your second wish."
"."
"."
"."
".Um, does anyone have a second wish?" Everyone sweatdrops, including Shenlong.
"Um, excuse me? Mr. Shenlong?" Moving his way up front, Goten stares up at the enourmous dragon. "I, um, have a wish."
"Name you second wish."
"Ok. um, could we have a meal that could keep five saiyans full for a whole day?"
"Goten!"
"Your wish has been granted. Farewell."
The dragon flashed in golden light before disappearing, and then the glowing dragonballs leapt into the air, hovered, and shoot onto the ends of the earth.
Chichi looked at her youngest son.
"Goten! When in the world did you come up with that wish?!?"
Goten was hastily looking around for the food that didn't appear. "Aw, no food! Um, it was Mr. Vegeta's wish."
"It was?"
Goten sighed. "Yeah, but I forgot part of the wish. That must be why the food didn't appear."
"What part."
"Mr. Vegeta said that the food has to be edible, unlike Bulma's cooking. That's what he said."
Everyone, save a steaming Bulma and a confused Goten, burst out laughing.
"THAT.THAT.VEGETA!"
Bulma raced to the Capsule Corp building, but stopped short of the door when it opened for her. She turned back to the crowd.
"Hey, I found the food!"
Three saiyans crossed the distance in less than a microsecond, and stared into the greeting room. There was turkeys and roasts, vegetables, fruits, pastas, desserts, and all kinds of foods stacked up in piles, steaming or smelling fresh, all of it looking delicious.
The next microsecond passed and three saiyans had begun to feast.
~0~
Vegeta blocked the blast, only to have it spin the opposite direction around the gravity chamber back towards him. He continued the pattern, then added two more blasts spinning around for him to play tag with.
He finally cancelled out the energy balls by letting them fly into his fists, then started some good old fashioned sparring in midair.
He smirked. He wished he would have a decent challenge. There was nothing really to challenge him with, save for training his boy and verbal dueling with his mate, Bulma. The woman wasn't a fighter, but, boy, could she give someone a workout in exchanging words!
Vegeta sighed. He had sensed a decent power down south some, but unfortunately he also sensed Gohan there, along with Trunks and his friend. He knew that before he could even fly half way there, those three would have eliminated it.
He didn't even miss a punch.
Now he sensed the group of friends zooming this way and that, gathering dragonballs he reasoned. Now they were just outside the building, summoning the dragon he assumed. There was a loud booming voice outside the place.
He didn't even miss a routine.
But then something happened that stopped him in mid punch.
In fact, he nearly fell from his floating position.
He floated down.
There was no way. Bulma wasn't capable of such feats.
Chichi was there, but she couldn't have done this in such a short amount of time.
There was absolutely no way this was possible. It was a miracle.
His nose had never been wrong before.
FOOD!
He touched the ground, and sped out of the gravity training chamber, zooming down the hallway in the direction that his nose told him. He was a blur.
~0~
Gohan perked up all of a sudden from his turkey leg.
Videl, watching him eat, was afraid that he had finally choked on his food. She grabbed his arm.
"Hey, are you Ok?"
Gohan looked down at the girl. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." He turned back to his food.
Suddenly there was a rush of air, and a man appeared. He was shorter than Gohan but still taller than Videl. Plus, his hair, standing up like it was, made him look taller. He was wearing what was obviously a dark blue workout suit. He was defiantly conditioned and a surperb fighter.
Gohan didn't even turn around. "Hello Vegeta."
The man Gohan called Vegeta turned around. "Where.where did all of this food come from?"
Gohan responded between bites. "Dragonballs."
"Ah." He nodded. "So those things are actually good for something."
"You mean besides bringing you back after you get pummeled by some bad guy?"
Vegeta smirked, then grabbed the nearest plate of meat.
The gathering lasted for hours. The food seemed endless. But then again so did the appetites of those saiyans.
Videl sat down, and decided to find out what everyone was saying about the attack today. She got back up, and walked over to Bulma.
"Hey, Mrs. Briefs?"
"Call me Bulma."
"Ok, Bulma, do you have a radio somewhere that I could use."
"Sure, here." Bulma walked behind a nearby counter, and set a small boom box on top of it. "Here you go."
"Thanks."
Videl turned it on, and found a news issue.
'.today the World Martial Arts Tournament was attacked by a terrorist. According to Mr. Satan, the terrorist had planned to take out 'the world's strongest man' and planted numerous explosive charges around the city and ring. Most of the population was killed, but fortuneatly, our champion was no where near the blasts, survived, and proceded to knock out the terrorist. More info will be available.'
Videl switched off the radio. Her father.not again.
It seemed her whole world was upside down. A few days ago she would have been proud of her father for doing such a feat. Now she regarded her past hero as a liar.
She shook her head.
~0~
The feast continued until way past dark. So did the food, although only Gohan showed any sign of slowing down. Conversation with everyone else was easy, but Videl mostly stood away, not really part of the group.
As the night grew late, people were beginning to leave. Yamcha and Puar were the first to leave, followed shortly by Krillin and Eighteen.
Chichi was preparing to gather her family. Gohan saw this and sought out Videl. He found her outside. She had her copter capsule in her hand, staring at it. She looked very tired.
"Hey."
Videl turned around. "Hi, Gohan. I..I. yawn. I'm getting ready to leave. I've said good bye to Bu.Bu. yawn Bulma."
Gohan cocked his head. "Are you OK?"
"Um. tired."
"Can you make it home?"
"That's what I'm thinking about."
"Hmmm. Videl, you've got a long distance to cross. It's a good flight back to Satan City from here, and you probably don't want to risk it. Why don't you stay at Capsule Corp? I'm sure that Bulma wouldn't mind."
"Yeah, but.yawn I need to get home. Dad would freak if I wasn't there."
"Ok. Um. how about I just carry you home? I can go a little while longer without sleep."
Videl thought for a moment. "Ok.sure."
"Alright.oh! Um, I'll be right back!"
Gohan dashed back inside. She saw him talk to the green man, the one he called Piccolo, and then came out.
"Hey, your still serious about training, right?"
"What do you think?"
"Of course. Let's get going."
Gohan put his arms underneath Videl, cradeled her head against his chest, and slowly lifted off the ground. He held her both gently and securely at the same time. Videl felt safe in his arms like this.
Gohan slowly lifted into the air, but didn't move forward. Instead, he looked down at her.
"Hey, Videl? Why don't you close your eyes."
Videl, too tired to nodd, already had her eyes closed. Soon, she felt a slight breeze against her, lullying her to sleep in Gohan's arms.
~0~
Gohan held Videl tightly. Cliffsides and trees zoomed past him a incredible speeds. He had suggested she close her eyes because he was sure she wasn't used to this kind of speed. His energy flame would keep the wind off of them, but still the ground moving like that could be unsettling and he didn't want Videl to get nauseated.
Besides, those blue eyes of hers could be distracting. He didn't want to be distracted when he held Videl or this late at night.
It took about five minutes to cross the distace from West City to Satan City. The Satan Mansion was easily spotted. Gohan floated down to it.
"Hey, Videl? Which room is yours? . Videl?"
Looking down, he realized the girl was asleep. And boy, did she look cute.
He sighed. Ok, he needed to find her bedroom. Doing a quick scan of the fifty plus rooms, he found three with beds. One was adorned with Mr. Satan photos and sculptures, so he guessed that one belonged to Mr. Satan. The other two were very similar.
'It's got to be one of these two, but which one? They don't look anything apart!'
Finally, Gohan had to give it a guess. He climbed into one of the bedrooms, and gently set Videl down on the bed, pulling the covers over her.
She didn't look too happy. He was cringing the moment he set her down.
He stared at her. Boy did she look cute.
An idea struck him. Gohan debated with himself if he should do it or not.
As he thought, he silently brushed some of Videl's hair behind her ear. Her frown softened, and she almost smiled.
That convinced Gohan. He leaned over to her.
He placed his lips on her check, and gave her a quick kiss.
Videl stirred, but did not wake. Her frown turned into a smile.
'Goodnight Videl.'
Smilling himself, Gohan turned back out the window and headed home himself for some much needed rest.
~0~0~0~
Response to Reviews: Kyllir - Sorry this one took so long. I've had to rewrite it four times.
Anime Gal - I am getting them into a lot. This one ain't really a good cliffy, but I've got some real good ones in the future.
Chrissy - See Kyllir's Comment.
Lady Foeseeker - See Chrissy's Comment
Vsd2oc - Er, nice guess, but keep trying.
"The dragonballs are always in a random location. You know that, Gohan."
"Still. a volcano. Ah!" Gohan winced again as more burn lotion was rubbed on his arm.
The group had gone out for the last dragonball. They tracked the signal from the dragon radar to an active volcano past the coast. Unfortuatley, the volcano was near eruption and teeming with lava.
Only Gohan, Krillin, Trunks, Goten, and Yamcha could possibly go down and get it. Chichi and Bulma were not about to let their younger sons to go down there. Yamcha and Krillin chickened out, therefore leaving Gohan to go down and get it.
Using his energy to form a protective shield around himself, Gohan dived into the lava. Unfortunately, the shield distorted his vision. Not that it really mattered, since the lava made it almost impossible for his to see past the shield anyway. It took him almost an hour to find the dragonball.
Once Gohan did find the dragonball, he was a couple hundred feet deep in lava. He also realized his folly.
He couldn't pick up the dragonball with his energy shield protecting him. If it prevented lava from getting in, it would also prevent the dragonball. Gohan sighed as he realized what he had to do.
Bracing himself, Gohan lunged forward, dropped his shield, and grabbed the dragonball. The lava engulfed him.
The end result was a very singed Gohan shooting out of the lava, smoking trailing him.
The gi Gohan was wearing, or what was left of it after his fight with Omega, was scorched. His hair was smoking, and his eyebrows singed along the edges. His skin was a deep red, and blistering in places.
But he did have the final dragonball they needed to bring back all those who were killed by Omega.
~0~
"Ah! That stings!"
A frustrated Videl glared at the half saiyan that sat next to her. "Oh, be quiet!"
Gohan winced again as she applied more burn lotion to his arm. Videl knew the stuff had to sting, and she didn't like having to do that.
'But he deserves it for what he did.'
When everyone had chosen Gohan to go down and get the dragonball, Videl, not used to these superstrong abilities they all had, thought that he would put on a protective suit or something that Bulma had cooked up in her lab.
She freaked out when she saw Gohan dive into the lava. It took everyone a good fifteen minutes to calm her down and explain to her that Gohan could survive in lava. Videl was extremely upset afterwards. She nearly had a heart attack!
She was ready to throttle Gohan when he finally came out of the lava, but when he appeared, her resolve dissolved at the sight of him.
Videl got Gohan back to the plane as fast as she could, Gohan being to drained to fly, immediately found the first aid kit, and got to work making sure Gohan would be ok.
"Ah! Videl, please, warn me before you do that!"
Videl glared at him, then without saying a word applied more lotion to his burned arm, causing Gohan at wince again.
"Videl!"
"Be quiet! I don't know how a guy who can dive into lava like you did could possibly not take a little sting."
Krillin looked back at the two. "It's genetic. His father, Goku, could handle being thrown into lava, smashed into a mountain, crushed, beaten, and yet had a great fear of needles."
Chichi nodded. "Yeah, I remember the time when Goku had to get a shot in the hospital after his fight with Vegeta. He nearly jumped out the window, even with all of his injuries. That's why he had to be restrained the way he was." (A/N)
"Yeah, and he nearly broke that thing when the nurse came in with another needle!"
Everyone started laughing, save Videl, who didn't understand what they were talking about. Shaking her head resighly, she decided to ask Gohan about it later.
She got back to work. She had finished with his arm, and now there was only one place left to work on. The part of Gohan's body that she had been avoiding, but had to be done. He couldn't reach it, and she wasn't about to chicken out. She didn't want to give anyone suspicions about her feelings about Gohan.
'We are just friends. We are just friends. We are just good friends. Nothing more than that.'
Blushing furiously, Videl lifted up what was left of Gohan's shirt, and began to rub lotion on his back.
'Damn. Hard as steel.'
Her hands moved across his shoulders and worked their way to his backbone. Once there she started when Gohan shivered. Taking a breath, she continued her work.
'You could use this thing for an ironing board. Uhg, cool it Videl. Gohan is not a thing. He wouldn't like being called that. Great, now when did I start worrying what Gohan thought about me?'
Still blushing, but with a determined stare, she continued her work. Then she realized that Gohan wasn't wincing anymore. In fact, he was extremely quiet and still.
~0~
Seven glowing balls layed arrayed in front of the Capsule Corp building. Gohan, Videl, Goten, Trunks, Piccolo, Yamcha, Puar, Bulma, Chichi, Oolong, Ox King, Krillin, Marron, and Number Eighteen stood around, expectant looks on their faces.
"Eternal Dragon, by your name I summon you forth, Shenlong!"
The sky turned dark, and lightning flashed across the sky.
The seven dragonballs pulsed with energy, and with a single, final pulse of energy exploded with light. A single, wide beam shot into the sky, and twisted into a form. It continued to twist and turn until it took the shape of the dragon.
The light faded and the dragon emerged.
"Boy, I'll never get used to seeing him."
"No kidding."
"Ahhh! . This.This can't be real.can it?!?" Videl's mouth was hanging wide open.
"You have disturbed me from my slumber. Speak, and name your first wish."
"Now, how exactly should I phrase this wish? We want everyone to come back, but not Omega."
"I thought you had this figured out!" Yamcha shook his head. "How about. 'Bring back of those who died today, except for all the really, really bad ones!"
"Aw man. can people really be brought back from the dead like that?"
"It has been set in motion. Now, name your second wish."
"."
"."
"."
".Um, does anyone have a second wish?" Everyone sweatdrops, including Shenlong.
"Um, excuse me? Mr. Shenlong?" Moving his way up front, Goten stares up at the enourmous dragon. "I, um, have a wish."
"Name you second wish."
"Ok. um, could we have a meal that could keep five saiyans full for a whole day?"
"Goten!"
"Your wish has been granted. Farewell."
The dragon flashed in golden light before disappearing, and then the glowing dragonballs leapt into the air, hovered, and shoot onto the ends of the earth.
Chichi looked at her youngest son.
"Goten! When in the world did you come up with that wish?!?"
Goten was hastily looking around for the food that didn't appear. "Aw, no food! Um, it was Mr. Vegeta's wish."
"It was?"
Goten sighed. "Yeah, but I forgot part of the wish. That must be why the food didn't appear."
"What part."
"Mr. Vegeta said that the food has to be edible, unlike Bulma's cooking. That's what he said."
Everyone, save a steaming Bulma and a confused Goten, burst out laughing.
"THAT.THAT.VEGETA!"
Bulma raced to the Capsule Corp building, but stopped short of the door when it opened for her. She turned back to the crowd.
"Hey, I found the food!"
Three saiyans crossed the distance in less than a microsecond, and stared into the greeting room. There was turkeys and roasts, vegetables, fruits, pastas, desserts, and all kinds of foods stacked up in piles, steaming or smelling fresh, all of it looking delicious.
The next microsecond passed and three saiyans had begun to feast.
~0~
Vegeta blocked the blast, only to have it spin the opposite direction around the gravity chamber back towards him. He continued the pattern, then added two more blasts spinning around for him to play tag with.
He finally cancelled out the energy balls by letting them fly into his fists, then started some good old fashioned sparring in midair.
He smirked. He wished he would have a decent challenge. There was nothing really to challenge him with, save for training his boy and verbal dueling with his mate, Bulma. The woman wasn't a fighter, but, boy, could she give someone a workout in exchanging words!
Vegeta sighed. He had sensed a decent power down south some, but unfortunately he also sensed Gohan there, along with Trunks and his friend. He knew that before he could even fly half way there, those three would have eliminated it.
He didn't even miss a punch.
Now he sensed the group of friends zooming this way and that, gathering dragonballs he reasoned. Now they were just outside the building, summoning the dragon he assumed. There was a loud booming voice outside the place.
He didn't even miss a routine.
But then something happened that stopped him in mid punch.
In fact, he nearly fell from his floating position.
He floated down.
There was no way. Bulma wasn't capable of such feats.
Chichi was there, but she couldn't have done this in such a short amount of time.
There was absolutely no way this was possible. It was a miracle.
His nose had never been wrong before.
FOOD!
He touched the ground, and sped out of the gravity training chamber, zooming down the hallway in the direction that his nose told him. He was a blur.
~0~
Gohan perked up all of a sudden from his turkey leg.
Videl, watching him eat, was afraid that he had finally choked on his food. She grabbed his arm.
"Hey, are you Ok?"
Gohan looked down at the girl. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." He turned back to his food.
Suddenly there was a rush of air, and a man appeared. He was shorter than Gohan but still taller than Videl. Plus, his hair, standing up like it was, made him look taller. He was wearing what was obviously a dark blue workout suit. He was defiantly conditioned and a surperb fighter.
Gohan didn't even turn around. "Hello Vegeta."
The man Gohan called Vegeta turned around. "Where.where did all of this food come from?"
Gohan responded between bites. "Dragonballs."
"Ah." He nodded. "So those things are actually good for something."
"You mean besides bringing you back after you get pummeled by some bad guy?"
Vegeta smirked, then grabbed the nearest plate of meat.
The gathering lasted for hours. The food seemed endless. But then again so did the appetites of those saiyans.
Videl sat down, and decided to find out what everyone was saying about the attack today. She got back up, and walked over to Bulma.
"Hey, Mrs. Briefs?"
"Call me Bulma."
"Ok, Bulma, do you have a radio somewhere that I could use."
"Sure, here." Bulma walked behind a nearby counter, and set a small boom box on top of it. "Here you go."
"Thanks."
Videl turned it on, and found a news issue.
'.today the World Martial Arts Tournament was attacked by a terrorist. According to Mr. Satan, the terrorist had planned to take out 'the world's strongest man' and planted numerous explosive charges around the city and ring. Most of the population was killed, but fortuneatly, our champion was no where near the blasts, survived, and proceded to knock out the terrorist. More info will be available.'
Videl switched off the radio. Her father.not again.
It seemed her whole world was upside down. A few days ago she would have been proud of her father for doing such a feat. Now she regarded her past hero as a liar.
She shook her head.
~0~
The feast continued until way past dark. So did the food, although only Gohan showed any sign of slowing down. Conversation with everyone else was easy, but Videl mostly stood away, not really part of the group.
As the night grew late, people were beginning to leave. Yamcha and Puar were the first to leave, followed shortly by Krillin and Eighteen.
Chichi was preparing to gather her family. Gohan saw this and sought out Videl. He found her outside. She had her copter capsule in her hand, staring at it. She looked very tired.
"Hey."
Videl turned around. "Hi, Gohan. I..I. yawn. I'm getting ready to leave. I've said good bye to Bu.Bu. yawn Bulma."
Gohan cocked his head. "Are you OK?"
"Um. tired."
"Can you make it home?"
"That's what I'm thinking about."
"Hmmm. Videl, you've got a long distance to cross. It's a good flight back to Satan City from here, and you probably don't want to risk it. Why don't you stay at Capsule Corp? I'm sure that Bulma wouldn't mind."
"Yeah, but.yawn I need to get home. Dad would freak if I wasn't there."
"Ok. Um. how about I just carry you home? I can go a little while longer without sleep."
Videl thought for a moment. "Ok.sure."
"Alright.oh! Um, I'll be right back!"
Gohan dashed back inside. She saw him talk to the green man, the one he called Piccolo, and then came out.
"Hey, your still serious about training, right?"
"What do you think?"
"Of course. Let's get going."
Gohan put his arms underneath Videl, cradeled her head against his chest, and slowly lifted off the ground. He held her both gently and securely at the same time. Videl felt safe in his arms like this.
Gohan slowly lifted into the air, but didn't move forward. Instead, he looked down at her.
"Hey, Videl? Why don't you close your eyes."
Videl, too tired to nodd, already had her eyes closed. Soon, she felt a slight breeze against her, lullying her to sleep in Gohan's arms.
~0~
Gohan held Videl tightly. Cliffsides and trees zoomed past him a incredible speeds. He had suggested she close her eyes because he was sure she wasn't used to this kind of speed. His energy flame would keep the wind off of them, but still the ground moving like that could be unsettling and he didn't want Videl to get nauseated.
Besides, those blue eyes of hers could be distracting. He didn't want to be distracted when he held Videl or this late at night.
It took about five minutes to cross the distace from West City to Satan City. The Satan Mansion was easily spotted. Gohan floated down to it.
"Hey, Videl? Which room is yours? . Videl?"
Looking down, he realized the girl was asleep. And boy, did she look cute.
He sighed. Ok, he needed to find her bedroom. Doing a quick scan of the fifty plus rooms, he found three with beds. One was adorned with Mr. Satan photos and sculptures, so he guessed that one belonged to Mr. Satan. The other two were very similar.
'It's got to be one of these two, but which one? They don't look anything apart!'
Finally, Gohan had to give it a guess. He climbed into one of the bedrooms, and gently set Videl down on the bed, pulling the covers over her.
She didn't look too happy. He was cringing the moment he set her down.
He stared at her. Boy did she look cute.
An idea struck him. Gohan debated with himself if he should do it or not.
As he thought, he silently brushed some of Videl's hair behind her ear. Her frown softened, and she almost smiled.
That convinced Gohan. He leaned over to her.
He placed his lips on her check, and gave her a quick kiss.
Videl stirred, but did not wake. Her frown turned into a smile.
'Goodnight Videl.'
Smilling himself, Gohan turned back out the window and headed home himself for some much needed rest.
~0~0~0~
Response to Reviews: Kyllir - Sorry this one took so long. I've had to rewrite it four times.
Anime Gal - I am getting them into a lot. This one ain't really a good cliffy, but I've got some real good ones in the future.
Chrissy - See Kyllir's Comment.
Lady Foeseeker - See Chrissy's Comment
Vsd2oc - Er, nice guess, but keep trying.