Before I begin this chapter, I want to share something of myself with all of you. As I was going over my recordings of the Cell Games Saga, I realized that something I had suspected of myself since I started watching Dragonball Z was true; Gohan is my absolute favorite character out of all anime. Heads and shoulders above all my other favorites, infact. I tried to kid myself and pretend that Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, or even Goten were my faves, but I was so wrong. It has been Gohan all the time. Do you want to know the precise second I fell in love with the sweet brazen boy with all the hidden and unleashed power? It was the moment I looked at, no INTO, his eyes when he'd just turned SSJ2 at the very end of "Children of Cell Attack" when his tears were falling upward. It was heartbreaking, and I just fell in love, right there.
So there you have it. I suppose I should start the story now, huh?
Pre Prom- Videl
Videl tapped her pencil on the top of the desk. She was incredibly bored. She decided that she would never get the ridiculous language they called "English" it had way too many rules and exceptions to those rules.
She turned to her friend, Eraza, for entertainment. Before she could say anything the bell rang. Wow, had she really been thinking about nothing for forty-nine minutes? The between class period began, and Videl was bombarded by questions. It had been the same for the rest of last period. "Did she really think Saiyaman could beat her dad?" and "Who was Saiyaman?"
Videl could answer niether question, nor had the patience to deal with it diplomatically. So she gave the transgressors withering glares and they backed off immediately. The only one that wasn't bugging her was Gohan. He seemed extremely calm, considering the people crowding him.
Then a new question arose from the chatter. It was Sharpner. "Hey Videl, d'you have a date for the Prom?"
Everyone suddenly silenced. They awaited her answer. It was expected that she would say no and accept his proposition, then again... Videl had a reputation for surprising people.
Videl smiled slyly, and looked at Gohan. It was time someone shook him out of his eternal nonchalance. "Actually, no." she started innocently. When Sharpner opened his mouth, she interrupted him, "But I was going to ask... Gohan" she said casually.
"HUH?!" Gohan said. "I, gee, I don't know Videl..."
"What, you don't want to go to the prom with me?" Videl plastered on a hurt look, knowing he was too nice to think he hurt someones feelings.
"No-no, it's not that..."
"Great, then we'll have to get together sometime, prom's in a couple of weeks."
The bell rang. Gohan sat there in dumbfounded silence the rest of the period, then Videl left without saying a word to him at the end of the day.
Videl walked home very proud of herself. She had finally managed to shake Gohan. For some reason, she liked making him uncomfortable. She thought he was cute, but he was awful innocent for an eighteen year old.
"I'll have to keep an eye on him. He might get hurt in this big bad world" Videl laughed outloud.
3 weeks later
Videl frowned in consternation. She should have known by his face. The cuteness of it had fooled everyone to the strength in his jaw, the taughtness of his cheeks. She had honestly imagined him as having a skinny, skeletal body. But noooo. He HAD to hyave an incredibly hot muscular body.
Oh, he didn't have bulging muscles that ripped through shirts when he flexed them, like her father. Gohan's muscles were lithe and compact and seemed to be so disciplined that they did what ever he told them to.
Funny she had never imagined him as the working out type. Go figure.
How she had happened upon this dicovery of his apparent strength was a rather simple story. She had wanted to visit him at his home, so she had gone to his mountain district and found his house. It was a modest, cozy establishment, and it made her feel right at home.
Imagine her surprise when she saw the nerdy boy sparring with a child. By his smile, it was obvious he was patronizing the boy, however some of the kid's punches and kicks looked quite powerful themselves. And she had never seen anyone move so FAST!
"Gohan?" he turned in surprise and was hit in the jaw by the little boy.
"Ow! Cheap shot, Squirt." he said irritatedly, rubbing his smarting cheek. The child snickered good naturedly. He had the same innocence as his brother, for that was what Videl guessed he was.
And so, now here was Videl gaping at Gohan like a starstruck groupie. She had known he was cute, but in a white tanktop, and navy sweats, he was downright hot.
"Hey Videl. What's up?"
Videl shook herself from her stare, glad he hadn't noticed it. "I came to see what you were wearing to the prom. Color coordination and stuff. I figured I'd find out what you were wearing and match my getup to it." she said casually, looking around.
Gohan frowned a little. "Gosh, I don't know. Bulma said she would pick out my tux. Real nice of her, huh?"
Videl's eyes widened. "Bulma BRIEFS?"
"Yeah"
Videl could not believe that he knew the world reknowned genius, and heiress to the multibillion dollar company, Capsule Corporation.
"Good one, Gohan" she laughed.
"But I'm not joking. Her son, Trunks, and Goten are best friends. My mom and her are close too. Hey, maybe you should go talk to her about what to wear"
"Uh, yeah. Could you come with me?"
"Sorry, I have stuff to do. Mom's taking Goten over there, maybe you could go with her. Hey Mom!"
A beautiful woman in her thirties poked her head out of the door. "Yes Gohan?"
"This is Videl, my date for the prom. She wants to go to Bulma's to see what I'm wearing so she can pick something out for herself. Is that okay?"
"Of course. I'll only be a minute dear, " she directed to Videl. Inside she yelled shrilly, "Goten, if you want to see Trunks you'll come here this instant!" then she was all smiles again. Goten came out, and a golden cloud appeared out of nowhere. They climbed upon it, and motioned for Videl to join them. She did so gingerly, and they were off. Videl saw Gohan waving till they were out of site.
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a couple hours later
"So, Videl, I was thinking that a light blue would be good with Gohan's black tuxedo. It will accent your eyes and make you look taller. No offense, because neither Chi-chi nor I are that tall ourselves."
Videl was ill at ease talking about clothes. She would much rather fight. "Well, okay, but nothing too fancy"
Bulma smiled kindly. "You don't need anything fancy. A simple, straight dress, a flattering hairstyle, and the right accessories, and you'll look stunning."
"I agree" said Chi-chi in a motherly tone.
Videl found herself fighting tears. It had been a long time since anyone had used that tone with her. "Thanks. Both of you"
"Don't worry about it. Gohan's dad was one of my closest friends. And I like you. It's no trouble at all" Bulma said airily. "I'll tell you what. I'll find a dress, and you come back here the day of the prom to get ready."
Videl smiled. "Great"
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Pre prom: The night
Had endured three hours of endless torture and there was still three hours until Gohan would arive.
First, she had gotten a manicure, then a pedicure. Next came the exfoliating treatment, then a meat tenderizing massage. Right then she was wordlessly enduring the pain of a leg waxing. After that a soothing balm was coated over her legs and the pain ebbed.
Bulma came in, all smiles. "Wait till you see the dress I picked out. I think you'll like it." Her face suddenly lit up. "Wait a minute! I'll blindfold you, and have the dress put on you and your hair done. Then when everything's finished, you can see" Bulma ordered it done before Videl could utter a single protest.
"Don't worry, Videl. You aren't going to know what hit you when the blind fold comes off."
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sometime later.
Videl might have gone to sleep, she wasn't sure. When the blind fold came off, she was awake and aware, though. She felt different, lethargic and peaceful, somehow.
She heard the clicking of heels on hard floor, and then Bulma was in front of her. Videl smiled absentmindedly, and Bulma grinned. "I see the aroma therapy worked. My goodness girl, you are usually so wound up, this is a pleasant change. So, d'you want to see yourself now?"
"Sure" Videl murmured. She stood, and had the vague sensation of being considerably taller, but thought nothing of it. She tried to find herself in the full length mirror when a burst of realization snapped her out of her heavy state.
The beauiful woman looking back at her WAS her. She was so different that she hardly recognized herself!
Videl started at the top and worked her way down.
Her hair was in a loose, wavy bun on her head, with ringlets falling sporatically around her face and neck. Her makeup was applied expertly, with a dark blue just above the eyes to accentuate them, and lighter blue above that. The lipstick was the shade of strawberries, and had a glossy finish.
Around her collar bone was a wire necklace, and below that her cleavage peaked out just a little from a sleaveless dress the exact shade of her irises. The dress was not long. It reached to just above te knees, and had slits right up to the hip on both sides. Down the side of it was a light patern of flowers that livened it just a bit. To complete the ensamble, there were elevated sandals that were the same color as the dress and added a good four inches to her height.
Videl uttered one startled exclamation "Wow!"
"I take it you like?" Bulma asked with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Uh-huh"
There was a chiming, that signaled someone had rung the door bell. "Oh, that must be Gohan" Bulma said.
In a rare fit of impulsiveness, Videl hugged Bulma. "Thank You"
"Your welcome. Now, I'll go down and answere the door. You start coming down the stairs in about two minutes okay?"
"Okay" Videl had butterflies when Bulma left, and they stayed right in her belly two minutes later, when she took a breath and started to descend.
I like it, and if you don't poo poo on yoo
So there you have it. I suppose I should start the story now, huh?
Pre Prom- Videl
Videl tapped her pencil on the top of the desk. She was incredibly bored. She decided that she would never get the ridiculous language they called "English" it had way too many rules and exceptions to those rules.
She turned to her friend, Eraza, for entertainment. Before she could say anything the bell rang. Wow, had she really been thinking about nothing for forty-nine minutes? The between class period began, and Videl was bombarded by questions. It had been the same for the rest of last period. "Did she really think Saiyaman could beat her dad?" and "Who was Saiyaman?"
Videl could answer niether question, nor had the patience to deal with it diplomatically. So she gave the transgressors withering glares and they backed off immediately. The only one that wasn't bugging her was Gohan. He seemed extremely calm, considering the people crowding him.
Then a new question arose from the chatter. It was Sharpner. "Hey Videl, d'you have a date for the Prom?"
Everyone suddenly silenced. They awaited her answer. It was expected that she would say no and accept his proposition, then again... Videl had a reputation for surprising people.
Videl smiled slyly, and looked at Gohan. It was time someone shook him out of his eternal nonchalance. "Actually, no." she started innocently. When Sharpner opened his mouth, she interrupted him, "But I was going to ask... Gohan" she said casually.
"HUH?!" Gohan said. "I, gee, I don't know Videl..."
"What, you don't want to go to the prom with me?" Videl plastered on a hurt look, knowing he was too nice to think he hurt someones feelings.
"No-no, it's not that..."
"Great, then we'll have to get together sometime, prom's in a couple of weeks."
The bell rang. Gohan sat there in dumbfounded silence the rest of the period, then Videl left without saying a word to him at the end of the day.
Videl walked home very proud of herself. She had finally managed to shake Gohan. For some reason, she liked making him uncomfortable. She thought he was cute, but he was awful innocent for an eighteen year old.
"I'll have to keep an eye on him. He might get hurt in this big bad world" Videl laughed outloud.
3 weeks later
Videl frowned in consternation. She should have known by his face. The cuteness of it had fooled everyone to the strength in his jaw, the taughtness of his cheeks. She had honestly imagined him as having a skinny, skeletal body. But noooo. He HAD to hyave an incredibly hot muscular body.
Oh, he didn't have bulging muscles that ripped through shirts when he flexed them, like her father. Gohan's muscles were lithe and compact and seemed to be so disciplined that they did what ever he told them to.
Funny she had never imagined him as the working out type. Go figure.
How she had happened upon this dicovery of his apparent strength was a rather simple story. She had wanted to visit him at his home, so she had gone to his mountain district and found his house. It was a modest, cozy establishment, and it made her feel right at home.
Imagine her surprise when she saw the nerdy boy sparring with a child. By his smile, it was obvious he was patronizing the boy, however some of the kid's punches and kicks looked quite powerful themselves. And she had never seen anyone move so FAST!
"Gohan?" he turned in surprise and was hit in the jaw by the little boy.
"Ow! Cheap shot, Squirt." he said irritatedly, rubbing his smarting cheek. The child snickered good naturedly. He had the same innocence as his brother, for that was what Videl guessed he was.
And so, now here was Videl gaping at Gohan like a starstruck groupie. She had known he was cute, but in a white tanktop, and navy sweats, he was downright hot.
"Hey Videl. What's up?"
Videl shook herself from her stare, glad he hadn't noticed it. "I came to see what you were wearing to the prom. Color coordination and stuff. I figured I'd find out what you were wearing and match my getup to it." she said casually, looking around.
Gohan frowned a little. "Gosh, I don't know. Bulma said she would pick out my tux. Real nice of her, huh?"
Videl's eyes widened. "Bulma BRIEFS?"
"Yeah"
Videl could not believe that he knew the world reknowned genius, and heiress to the multibillion dollar company, Capsule Corporation.
"Good one, Gohan" she laughed.
"But I'm not joking. Her son, Trunks, and Goten are best friends. My mom and her are close too. Hey, maybe you should go talk to her about what to wear"
"Uh, yeah. Could you come with me?"
"Sorry, I have stuff to do. Mom's taking Goten over there, maybe you could go with her. Hey Mom!"
A beautiful woman in her thirties poked her head out of the door. "Yes Gohan?"
"This is Videl, my date for the prom. She wants to go to Bulma's to see what I'm wearing so she can pick something out for herself. Is that okay?"
"Of course. I'll only be a minute dear, " she directed to Videl. Inside she yelled shrilly, "Goten, if you want to see Trunks you'll come here this instant!" then she was all smiles again. Goten came out, and a golden cloud appeared out of nowhere. They climbed upon it, and motioned for Videl to join them. She did so gingerly, and they were off. Videl saw Gohan waving till they were out of site.
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a couple hours later
"So, Videl, I was thinking that a light blue would be good with Gohan's black tuxedo. It will accent your eyes and make you look taller. No offense, because neither Chi-chi nor I are that tall ourselves."
Videl was ill at ease talking about clothes. She would much rather fight. "Well, okay, but nothing too fancy"
Bulma smiled kindly. "You don't need anything fancy. A simple, straight dress, a flattering hairstyle, and the right accessories, and you'll look stunning."
"I agree" said Chi-chi in a motherly tone.
Videl found herself fighting tears. It had been a long time since anyone had used that tone with her. "Thanks. Both of you"
"Don't worry about it. Gohan's dad was one of my closest friends. And I like you. It's no trouble at all" Bulma said airily. "I'll tell you what. I'll find a dress, and you come back here the day of the prom to get ready."
Videl smiled. "Great"
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Pre prom: The night
Had endured three hours of endless torture and there was still three hours until Gohan would arive.
First, she had gotten a manicure, then a pedicure. Next came the exfoliating treatment, then a meat tenderizing massage. Right then she was wordlessly enduring the pain of a leg waxing. After that a soothing balm was coated over her legs and the pain ebbed.
Bulma came in, all smiles. "Wait till you see the dress I picked out. I think you'll like it." Her face suddenly lit up. "Wait a minute! I'll blindfold you, and have the dress put on you and your hair done. Then when everything's finished, you can see" Bulma ordered it done before Videl could utter a single protest.
"Don't worry, Videl. You aren't going to know what hit you when the blind fold comes off."
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sometime later.
Videl might have gone to sleep, she wasn't sure. When the blind fold came off, she was awake and aware, though. She felt different, lethargic and peaceful, somehow.
She heard the clicking of heels on hard floor, and then Bulma was in front of her. Videl smiled absentmindedly, and Bulma grinned. "I see the aroma therapy worked. My goodness girl, you are usually so wound up, this is a pleasant change. So, d'you want to see yourself now?"
"Sure" Videl murmured. She stood, and had the vague sensation of being considerably taller, but thought nothing of it. She tried to find herself in the full length mirror when a burst of realization snapped her out of her heavy state.
The beauiful woman looking back at her WAS her. She was so different that she hardly recognized herself!
Videl started at the top and worked her way down.
Her hair was in a loose, wavy bun on her head, with ringlets falling sporatically around her face and neck. Her makeup was applied expertly, with a dark blue just above the eyes to accentuate them, and lighter blue above that. The lipstick was the shade of strawberries, and had a glossy finish.
Around her collar bone was a wire necklace, and below that her cleavage peaked out just a little from a sleaveless dress the exact shade of her irises. The dress was not long. It reached to just above te knees, and had slits right up to the hip on both sides. Down the side of it was a light patern of flowers that livened it just a bit. To complete the ensamble, there were elevated sandals that were the same color as the dress and added a good four inches to her height.
Videl uttered one startled exclamation "Wow!"
"I take it you like?" Bulma asked with a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Uh-huh"
There was a chiming, that signaled someone had rung the door bell. "Oh, that must be Gohan" Bulma said.
In a rare fit of impulsiveness, Videl hugged Bulma. "Thank You"
"Your welcome. Now, I'll go down and answere the door. You start coming down the stairs in about two minutes okay?"
"Okay" Videl had butterflies when Bulma left, and they stayed right in her belly two minutes later, when she took a breath and started to descend.
I like it, and if you don't poo poo on yoo