Now, I'm sorry for the lateness of this chapter... it's exam year and I'm
really being busy catching up for my slacking these past 5 years (why do I
have to be so lazy? It is so cruel!).
BUT FIRST:
Some questions by reviewers answered (3 actually ^_^)
Penchy-chan: Well, his costume is that of the Namekian fighting Gis, but as his head cover, he just entirely wrapped it (think mummy here), except the top of his head so his SSJ hair sticks out, and his eyes so he can see :)
DarkSerapha: I never intentioned to turn this into a torture fic... but since I'm a torturous kind of guy, I guess that somehow slipped in... it's hard not having torture when one has characters like Vegeta around (in my opinion, the Gohan-Videl relation is one based on torture... in a cute verbal kkind of way).
Goku's Daughter: They took down NC-17, so no hope of that happening :P Wasn't REALLY intending it anyway... well... if you had given me a reply to the email I sent you... you could have at least told me what you think. I am now quite proud of it actually... it is definitely original :P You know how mixing EXTREME sex and EXTREME violence can be very much fun? In a perverted kind of way of course... I never thought I'd be saying such henda things.
Anyway: enjoy. You seem to be doing that up toll now anyway *shrugs*
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Gohan looked around him, and heaved a sigh of relief. Good, there was noone around... but what to do? And what's more, how the HELL did his tail grow back? He quickly finished drying off and dressed himself.
'ow'
That damned tail would not let itself be locked underneath his clothing. Grudgingly, he let it cut through his pants. Gohan felt a strange sense of relievement at this, a sort of freedom almost. He once again scanned the dressing room to see if anyone else was there. He sighed as he wrapped the tail around his waist. His first day had turned out to be a fiasco. First he met a girl who was determined to find out who he was, then that same girl forced him to go to a party tonight. Gohan sighed, once more. How could he have let himself been intimidated by a girl he didn't even KNOW? Then there was the way his body reacted to certain females... he was definitely going to have a saiyan to saiyan talk with Vegeta.
But first, to get out of school without anyone noticing his new belt. That didn't prove to be too hard, as officially, school wasn't out yet. Nevertheless, he sighed one last time, though now it was with relief, as he pushed the button on his crude contraption. The comfortable Namekian fighting gi swirled around him like a blanket, and his face was covered with straps of cloth. He smiled underneath the layers of cloth and eyed his surroundings.
"WOOHOO! I'M FREE!" he did an odd dance of joy, that would make any other person sweatdrop before he took of into the air, sommersaulting all the way. He didn't really care he caused at least a few heartattacks to the people below, he was toohappy having survived his first day at school.
Not long after, he arrived at the domed building of Capsule Corporation. He landed at the 'family-and friends' backdoor, and hit 4 numbers in rapid succession. On the other side of the door, a ring could be heard. Not long after, a short purple haired boy opened the door.
"Who are you and how did you know our code" the boy said, an angry scowl on his face.
"Huh? What do you mean, it's me Go-- oh, I still have the thing on. Wait a sec." Gohan absently pulled out a funny contraption and pushed a red button on it.
"There, can you let me in now?"
"Oh, hi Gohan! Did you take Goten?" the boy said suddenly boyishly excited, all scowling matters forgotten.
"Nope, though he said he'd be here later tonight, Trunks."
"YAY!"
Gohan laughed as he saw the young half-saiyan dance off, speeding up the stairs, probably preparing his room for another session of 'stick the scowl on Veggie'. Gohan laughed as he remembered Vegeta going after both Trunks and Goten when he found out they were sticking scowls on him blindfolded. Lost as he was in his own thoughts, he didn't notice Bulma entering.
"Gohan! What brings you here?"
"Well, I was actually hoping to speak to Vegeta, but---"
"Are you sure that's wise? I don't think he'll stop being so aggressive towards you until he's stronger" [AN: remember, one year earlier. Vegeta's baselevel is now probably higher than Gohan's, but he has not yet reached SSJ2] Gohan took the older woman's words to heart... he had nearly forgot how Vegeta had nearly destroyed the Briefs living room when he had denied him a spar.
"That doesn't really matter, I can still handle him. But I would also like you to help me."
"Oh, so now I am only good enough to make you things, ne?" Gohan nervously waves his hands in front of him.
"No bulma, it's not that! Honestly, I didn't have time to visit!" Bulma just laughed
"I am just kidding Gohan, don't be so uptight. Now what was it you needed?" Gohan smiled nervously but said:
"Well, I have this costume I use to fight crime, and I made it so it uses capsules to activate, but the machine that it uses is rather crude. I was wondering whether you could make it into a more everyday item Bulma." Bulma smiled arrogantly.
"Of course I can, I am still the most brilliant woman on the face of the Earth you know." Gohan eyed his feet and mumbled:
"It's hard to forget when you gloat about it all the time."
"WHAT WAS THAT?" she yelled. Gohan gave her a nervous Son grin (TM)
"Err.. nothing... hehe..."
"Alright.. just give me the device so I can see what I can do." Gohan took it out of his pockets and demonstrated it. Bulma sweatdropped.
"Are you sure you don't want something more stylish? I have some green, black and red cloth lying around here, and a nice orange helmet with antennae" now it was Gohan's turn to sweatdrop.[AN: I'm hoping you understand what I'm referring to... otherwise... well I'm not going to tell you, it's not THAT hard.]
"Umm... no thank you Bulma, this is quite fine." Bulma shrugged
"Whatever... now the device you've got here... most ingenious... it surprises me that I didn't think of such a thing before... there could be a real market for this.... now if I just put in some chips and automate the progress then..." Bulma walked away, talking to herself, leaving a confused Gohan. She was supposed to show him to where Vegeta was first! Crickets chirped inside his head, before he slapped himself.
"Duh! Gravity Room!"
***
*PSSH*
/Security breach. Gravity returning to normal levels./
Vegeta heaved a sigh as he saw Gohan's form enter through the 'security breach' the woman liked to call a door. It wasn't as if he ever wanted to leave this training heaven. Well, he did sometimes... he smirked at the thought. But scowled as he remembered he had celibated himself until he was stronger than Gohan. 6 years it had lasted... all the more reason to hate the brat.
Gohan just smiled goofily and nervously at him, making Vegeta's scowl intensify. If only he could blast the annoying brat right to his whimp of a father in the afterlife.
"What makes you important enough to walk in on my training brat?"
***
Gohan's heart sank. He would never be fully defended against Vegeta's cold nature. He'd heard Bulma saying he DID care about some things... but seeing Vegeta like this made Gohan doubt that.
"Well... I have some saiyan questions." Vegeta's scowl intensified even more. Gohan wondered why, he was actually putting himself in a weaker position here, one would think Vegeta would jump at him mercilessly. Instead he just... scowled.
"I do not understand why you would be having saiyan question, annoying weepy human brat." Vegeta said, Gohan just nervously laughed, trying to ignore the prince's scowl.
"Well, you see... when I'm in school, something in my body... I dunno... flutters when I see a really pretty girl." Gohan finished uneasily as he saw Vegeta's scowl slowly turn into a smirk and then into a fit of howling laughter. Gohan blushed... he didn't know why, but he felt embarassed.
"Human brat can't stand being male... that's a first." Gohan blinked wideeyed at a still laughing Vegeta.
"Huh? Being male? What do you mean?"
"Well brat, from what I've heard, your behaviour is common in every species known to my woman. It's your mating instinct." Vegeta knew this would significantly shock the boy, he was not disappointed. His laugh turned into an evil smirk as he saw Gohan become pale.
"M-mating instinct?" he stuttered.
"What am I supposed to do Vegeta?" Vegeta's smirk increased in evilness (if at all possible, Gohan did not remember him looking so evil)
"Well, brat, that is rather obvious.... satisfy it." Vegeta's words didn't have the effect he had hoped... Gohan looked rather hopeful.
"Really? How do I do that? Please tell me Vegeta!" Vegeta scowled again. What was this boy, as stupid as his father?
"Rather easy brat. You fuck their brains out." Vegeta said.
"Oh that shouln---... WHAT??!?!?" Gohan stood there, staring at Vegeta as if he were an alien.
"You know what I mean brat. You fuck their brains. Screw them till they can't walk normally for weeks. Hump them like a rabbit. How hard can that be? You don't look THAT bad." Vegeta smirked again as he saw Gohan nearly having a heart attack. He seemed to be going limp, and a tail swayed behind him.
"I...am...NOT...hearing this... Vegeta" he panted. But Vegeta's interest was more than piqued. a tail.... hadn't the brat's been cut off?
"Gohan, where did you get your tail?" Vegeta demanded, his arms uncrossed, one fist balled.
"Huh?" Gohan snapped back to reality.
"Oh, my tail. It grew back today during gym class." Vegeta's eyes were wide... could it be?
"Brat... have you had any deeper feelings for any girl today?" Gohan looked at Vegeta thoughtfully.
"Well, there was this girl who made me come to a party tonight... why?" Vegeta smirked. Forcing a saiyan... what spirit... no wonder the tail had grown back.
"It seems like your saiyan hormones are peeping up brat... your body has already found a mate."
"WHAT?"
"Oh, you don't feel anything for her... yet. But believe me... it will come. Your saiyan side obviously knows better than you do... now if you're lucky, your tail will start fluttering uncontrollably when in the vicinity of this female." Vegeta stated it all matter-of-factly.
"Lucky? Why should I be lucky? I can't have everyone see I have a tail! They'll think I'm a freak!" Vegeta scowled at the boy's lack of pride for his high heritage.
"Just be glad the girl isn't saiyan... otherwise you'd have your whole body reacting that way." Vegeta smirked at the boy's look.
"Wh-when will it blow over." Gohan hoarsely said.
"When you impregnate her." Gohan believed Vegeta's earlier smile had been evil, but he was rivalling Frieza and Cell with his current one.
Gohan just felt drained... he was too shocked to answer. Why him?
"What about bonding?" he managed to get out.
"Oh... that's just a nicety picked up on the way."
"Th-thank you V-vegeta." Gohan turned around and left. Vegeta laughed to himself... what an idiot... and such a nerd too. Then a thought struck him. 'Damn that brat! I have been celibate for him for 6 years! It ends today!'. And he angrily ran out of the Gravity Room to find the woman.
***
Gohan flew off with a new watch, which Bulma had made him. She had incorporated his earlier design into it and it worked with the push of a button. He was sill slightly disturbed by his little chat with Vegeta... but he could control his hormones... right? 'Wait... isn't that Videl down there?'
***
"Ah! Not him again!"
***
"Good afternoon miss Videl... what brings you here?" Gohan said with fake low voice.
"Avoiding the press that's what" She yelled back at him, as a mob of reporters walked up behind her.
"Oh... well... I guess I'll be going then." Gohan said nervously, saluting and taking off into the air. He was faintly held by his white cape, but he did not feel that. It was the commanding voice that he did. He gulped as he heard it.
"You're not going anywhere Saiyadork!"
"But miss Videl---"
"That was NOT A QUESTION!" She yelled at him. Gohan gulped again and landed next to her. He looked at her determined face... where was the laughing girl he had talked to earlier? And who was he fooling? Videl had been laughing with him, that was true, but she had been just as harsh as she was now too.
"Then what do you wish?" he asked meekly, looking at a triumphant Videl.
"You will come with me and talk to the press." she glared at him... Gohan wanted to hide from that glare, it bore straight through him.
"Y-yes ma'am." he followed her as she turned around and teasingly walked ahead of him... she was actually swaying her hips to tease him! He felt his left eye twitch before he did as he was told.
***
Videl was swarmed with all sorts of reporters. Although she was used to it by now, she could feel Saiyadorks trembling form latched onto her arm.
"Miss Videl, where there any troubles with the last crime?"
"Miss Satan, has there been an upsurge of such muggings recently?"
"Miss Videl, are you and this new superhero an item?" Videl was about to answer the first two questions, and many related ones, when the last question somehoe got through to her. She closed her eyes and balled her fists angrily.
"WE ARE NOT AN ITEM!" she yelled. The reporters backed off a bit, but were soon swarming around her again, wondering what this superhero was to Videl. Videl sweatdropped. She would have to do some damagecontrol. She had just wanted to make Saiyadork pay for skipping out on the press meeting earlier that morning... this was not what she expected....
'Think Videl... THINK'
"He's... umm... my SIDEKICK! Yeah that's it! What's a superhero without a sidekick, isn't that right?" She laughed nervously, and Saiyadork sweatdropped beside her... she mentally slapped herself.
"Then what is your sidekick's name?" Videl rolled her eyes as she saw Saiyadork take his cue, strike a revoltingly dorky pose and open his mouth to announce his even dorkier name.
"I AM THE GREAT SAIYA---"
"He is the Gold Fighter." Videl interrupted him quickly, smacking him upside the head, causing him to fall over. He quickly stood up and looked deeply hurt. Videl sighed and turned around, dragging Saiyadork with her out of the crowd of reporters.
"Would you excuse us?"
"What did you do that for!" He whined in a much higher voice when they were outside of the hearing range of the reporters. Videl sighed. He was such a dork.
"Look pal. You are going to be in the paper, and even worse, you are going to be there with ME. Now I have an image to protect, and I can not let my sidekick have a dorky name and appearance. So NO MORE POSES!"
"I didn't choose to be your sidekick! And my name and poses are WAY cooler than anything you ever did." Videl sweatdropped and shouted back.
"You ARE my sidekick, so get used to obeying me!" Saiyadork looked like he was going to retort, but hesitated when he saw reporters sneaking towards them. Videl sighed.
"Saiyadork, can you do me a favour? Can you fly us out of here, but make it look like I'm doing the flying?"
***
Gohan looked up as he heard the girl's voice sound tired.... tired of publicity... tired of fighting. The voice sounded sweet... He could get used to hearing her talk like that every day. He gave her a Son Grin, even though his head was taped.
"I can even make us both fly!" Gohan said enthusiastically
Videl lit up at his statement "Really? That'd be so cool! I've never really flown by myself before! My dad said he'd buy me a chopper though..." Gohan smiled
"Well, then you're going to love this." And with a half scared half delighted squeal from Videl, he raised them both into the air. The smile she gave him was turning his insides to jelly. He had never seen such a mix of surprise and pure joy and gratitude mixed into one look. He nervously laughed and quickly moved them away from the gaping reporters.
***
"Wow... that was so cool." Videl couldn't help but feel flittery. And looking at Saiyaman didn't make her feel better. Huh? He had only helped her out! Where did those butterflies come from?
"Yeah... I still like doing this, I guess this is really cool if you've never done it before." Videl hesitated as she heard Saiyaman talk without hesitation. He sounded very friendly, and familiar too... She sighed... she hated to do such things, but Saiyaman had deserved it
"And Saiyaman... thanks" she forced out.
Saiyaman just stared at her. She quickly moulded her grateful smile into a determined one.
"But don't think I will give up on finding out who you are!" She heard Saiyaman laugh... laugh! at that... it baffled her. But she kept her composure.
"I'm sure ma'am... right now, I need to be going."
***
Gohan sommersalted happily all the way home. Even the fluttering of his tail didn't bother him. This disastrous day had taken a turn for the good... pushing Vegeta's words far away into a corner of his mind, not to be looked upon again, he was happy to have found a friend in Videl.
Yes, and he was going to a party with her tonight. This day had turned out to be PERFECT!
***
Chichi sighed. She had had it.
"Alright Goten, I'm going off to Bulma's tonight... I'll tell Gohan to take care of you. I can take only so much as your poor mother!" Chichi said dramatically
'Besides, it's not like he will have anything to do, he never has.'
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Woohoo... chapter done! Gohan will have to take Goten to a party with all sorts of horny teenagers! What will happen? Find out in one week! One week you say? Yes I'm cutting myself off the computer for a while, I need to get back to the thing they like to call 'life'.
Now, to everyone who reviewed my story, I'm sorry I didn't yet, but I will review your stories as soon as I can... see you next week!
BUT FIRST:
Some questions by reviewers answered (3 actually ^_^)
Penchy-chan: Well, his costume is that of the Namekian fighting Gis, but as his head cover, he just entirely wrapped it (think mummy here), except the top of his head so his SSJ hair sticks out, and his eyes so he can see :)
DarkSerapha: I never intentioned to turn this into a torture fic... but since I'm a torturous kind of guy, I guess that somehow slipped in... it's hard not having torture when one has characters like Vegeta around (in my opinion, the Gohan-Videl relation is one based on torture... in a cute verbal kkind of way).
Goku's Daughter: They took down NC-17, so no hope of that happening :P Wasn't REALLY intending it anyway... well... if you had given me a reply to the email I sent you... you could have at least told me what you think. I am now quite proud of it actually... it is definitely original :P You know how mixing EXTREME sex and EXTREME violence can be very much fun? In a perverted kind of way of course... I never thought I'd be saying such henda things.
Anyway: enjoy. You seem to be doing that up toll now anyway *shrugs*
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Gohan looked around him, and heaved a sigh of relief. Good, there was noone around... but what to do? And what's more, how the HELL did his tail grow back? He quickly finished drying off and dressed himself.
'ow'
That damned tail would not let itself be locked underneath his clothing. Grudgingly, he let it cut through his pants. Gohan felt a strange sense of relievement at this, a sort of freedom almost. He once again scanned the dressing room to see if anyone else was there. He sighed as he wrapped the tail around his waist. His first day had turned out to be a fiasco. First he met a girl who was determined to find out who he was, then that same girl forced him to go to a party tonight. Gohan sighed, once more. How could he have let himself been intimidated by a girl he didn't even KNOW? Then there was the way his body reacted to certain females... he was definitely going to have a saiyan to saiyan talk with Vegeta.
But first, to get out of school without anyone noticing his new belt. That didn't prove to be too hard, as officially, school wasn't out yet. Nevertheless, he sighed one last time, though now it was with relief, as he pushed the button on his crude contraption. The comfortable Namekian fighting gi swirled around him like a blanket, and his face was covered with straps of cloth. He smiled underneath the layers of cloth and eyed his surroundings.
"WOOHOO! I'M FREE!" he did an odd dance of joy, that would make any other person sweatdrop before he took of into the air, sommersaulting all the way. He didn't really care he caused at least a few heartattacks to the people below, he was toohappy having survived his first day at school.
Not long after, he arrived at the domed building of Capsule Corporation. He landed at the 'family-and friends' backdoor, and hit 4 numbers in rapid succession. On the other side of the door, a ring could be heard. Not long after, a short purple haired boy opened the door.
"Who are you and how did you know our code" the boy said, an angry scowl on his face.
"Huh? What do you mean, it's me Go-- oh, I still have the thing on. Wait a sec." Gohan absently pulled out a funny contraption and pushed a red button on it.
"There, can you let me in now?"
"Oh, hi Gohan! Did you take Goten?" the boy said suddenly boyishly excited, all scowling matters forgotten.
"Nope, though he said he'd be here later tonight, Trunks."
"YAY!"
Gohan laughed as he saw the young half-saiyan dance off, speeding up the stairs, probably preparing his room for another session of 'stick the scowl on Veggie'. Gohan laughed as he remembered Vegeta going after both Trunks and Goten when he found out they were sticking scowls on him blindfolded. Lost as he was in his own thoughts, he didn't notice Bulma entering.
"Gohan! What brings you here?"
"Well, I was actually hoping to speak to Vegeta, but---"
"Are you sure that's wise? I don't think he'll stop being so aggressive towards you until he's stronger" [AN: remember, one year earlier. Vegeta's baselevel is now probably higher than Gohan's, but he has not yet reached SSJ2] Gohan took the older woman's words to heart... he had nearly forgot how Vegeta had nearly destroyed the Briefs living room when he had denied him a spar.
"That doesn't really matter, I can still handle him. But I would also like you to help me."
"Oh, so now I am only good enough to make you things, ne?" Gohan nervously waves his hands in front of him.
"No bulma, it's not that! Honestly, I didn't have time to visit!" Bulma just laughed
"I am just kidding Gohan, don't be so uptight. Now what was it you needed?" Gohan smiled nervously but said:
"Well, I have this costume I use to fight crime, and I made it so it uses capsules to activate, but the machine that it uses is rather crude. I was wondering whether you could make it into a more everyday item Bulma." Bulma smiled arrogantly.
"Of course I can, I am still the most brilliant woman on the face of the Earth you know." Gohan eyed his feet and mumbled:
"It's hard to forget when you gloat about it all the time."
"WHAT WAS THAT?" she yelled. Gohan gave her a nervous Son grin (TM)
"Err.. nothing... hehe..."
"Alright.. just give me the device so I can see what I can do." Gohan took it out of his pockets and demonstrated it. Bulma sweatdropped.
"Are you sure you don't want something more stylish? I have some green, black and red cloth lying around here, and a nice orange helmet with antennae" now it was Gohan's turn to sweatdrop.[AN: I'm hoping you understand what I'm referring to... otherwise... well I'm not going to tell you, it's not THAT hard.]
"Umm... no thank you Bulma, this is quite fine." Bulma shrugged
"Whatever... now the device you've got here... most ingenious... it surprises me that I didn't think of such a thing before... there could be a real market for this.... now if I just put in some chips and automate the progress then..." Bulma walked away, talking to herself, leaving a confused Gohan. She was supposed to show him to where Vegeta was first! Crickets chirped inside his head, before he slapped himself.
"Duh! Gravity Room!"
***
*PSSH*
/Security breach. Gravity returning to normal levels./
Vegeta heaved a sigh as he saw Gohan's form enter through the 'security breach' the woman liked to call a door. It wasn't as if he ever wanted to leave this training heaven. Well, he did sometimes... he smirked at the thought. But scowled as he remembered he had celibated himself until he was stronger than Gohan. 6 years it had lasted... all the more reason to hate the brat.
Gohan just smiled goofily and nervously at him, making Vegeta's scowl intensify. If only he could blast the annoying brat right to his whimp of a father in the afterlife.
"What makes you important enough to walk in on my training brat?"
***
Gohan's heart sank. He would never be fully defended against Vegeta's cold nature. He'd heard Bulma saying he DID care about some things... but seeing Vegeta like this made Gohan doubt that.
"Well... I have some saiyan questions." Vegeta's scowl intensified even more. Gohan wondered why, he was actually putting himself in a weaker position here, one would think Vegeta would jump at him mercilessly. Instead he just... scowled.
"I do not understand why you would be having saiyan question, annoying weepy human brat." Vegeta said, Gohan just nervously laughed, trying to ignore the prince's scowl.
"Well, you see... when I'm in school, something in my body... I dunno... flutters when I see a really pretty girl." Gohan finished uneasily as he saw Vegeta's scowl slowly turn into a smirk and then into a fit of howling laughter. Gohan blushed... he didn't know why, but he felt embarassed.
"Human brat can't stand being male... that's a first." Gohan blinked wideeyed at a still laughing Vegeta.
"Huh? Being male? What do you mean?"
"Well brat, from what I've heard, your behaviour is common in every species known to my woman. It's your mating instinct." Vegeta knew this would significantly shock the boy, he was not disappointed. His laugh turned into an evil smirk as he saw Gohan become pale.
"M-mating instinct?" he stuttered.
"What am I supposed to do Vegeta?" Vegeta's smirk increased in evilness (if at all possible, Gohan did not remember him looking so evil)
"Well, brat, that is rather obvious.... satisfy it." Vegeta's words didn't have the effect he had hoped... Gohan looked rather hopeful.
"Really? How do I do that? Please tell me Vegeta!" Vegeta scowled again. What was this boy, as stupid as his father?
"Rather easy brat. You fuck their brains out." Vegeta said.
"Oh that shouln---... WHAT??!?!?" Gohan stood there, staring at Vegeta as if he were an alien.
"You know what I mean brat. You fuck their brains. Screw them till they can't walk normally for weeks. Hump them like a rabbit. How hard can that be? You don't look THAT bad." Vegeta smirked again as he saw Gohan nearly having a heart attack. He seemed to be going limp, and a tail swayed behind him.
"I...am...NOT...hearing this... Vegeta" he panted. But Vegeta's interest was more than piqued. a tail.... hadn't the brat's been cut off?
"Gohan, where did you get your tail?" Vegeta demanded, his arms uncrossed, one fist balled.
"Huh?" Gohan snapped back to reality.
"Oh, my tail. It grew back today during gym class." Vegeta's eyes were wide... could it be?
"Brat... have you had any deeper feelings for any girl today?" Gohan looked at Vegeta thoughtfully.
"Well, there was this girl who made me come to a party tonight... why?" Vegeta smirked. Forcing a saiyan... what spirit... no wonder the tail had grown back.
"It seems like your saiyan hormones are peeping up brat... your body has already found a mate."
"WHAT?"
"Oh, you don't feel anything for her... yet. But believe me... it will come. Your saiyan side obviously knows better than you do... now if you're lucky, your tail will start fluttering uncontrollably when in the vicinity of this female." Vegeta stated it all matter-of-factly.
"Lucky? Why should I be lucky? I can't have everyone see I have a tail! They'll think I'm a freak!" Vegeta scowled at the boy's lack of pride for his high heritage.
"Just be glad the girl isn't saiyan... otherwise you'd have your whole body reacting that way." Vegeta smirked at the boy's look.
"Wh-when will it blow over." Gohan hoarsely said.
"When you impregnate her." Gohan believed Vegeta's earlier smile had been evil, but he was rivalling Frieza and Cell with his current one.
Gohan just felt drained... he was too shocked to answer. Why him?
"What about bonding?" he managed to get out.
"Oh... that's just a nicety picked up on the way."
"Th-thank you V-vegeta." Gohan turned around and left. Vegeta laughed to himself... what an idiot... and such a nerd too. Then a thought struck him. 'Damn that brat! I have been celibate for him for 6 years! It ends today!'. And he angrily ran out of the Gravity Room to find the woman.
***
Gohan flew off with a new watch, which Bulma had made him. She had incorporated his earlier design into it and it worked with the push of a button. He was sill slightly disturbed by his little chat with Vegeta... but he could control his hormones... right? 'Wait... isn't that Videl down there?'
***
"Ah! Not him again!"
***
"Good afternoon miss Videl... what brings you here?" Gohan said with fake low voice.
"Avoiding the press that's what" She yelled back at him, as a mob of reporters walked up behind her.
"Oh... well... I guess I'll be going then." Gohan said nervously, saluting and taking off into the air. He was faintly held by his white cape, but he did not feel that. It was the commanding voice that he did. He gulped as he heard it.
"You're not going anywhere Saiyadork!"
"But miss Videl---"
"That was NOT A QUESTION!" She yelled at him. Gohan gulped again and landed next to her. He looked at her determined face... where was the laughing girl he had talked to earlier? And who was he fooling? Videl had been laughing with him, that was true, but she had been just as harsh as she was now too.
"Then what do you wish?" he asked meekly, looking at a triumphant Videl.
"You will come with me and talk to the press." she glared at him... Gohan wanted to hide from that glare, it bore straight through him.
"Y-yes ma'am." he followed her as she turned around and teasingly walked ahead of him... she was actually swaying her hips to tease him! He felt his left eye twitch before he did as he was told.
***
Videl was swarmed with all sorts of reporters. Although she was used to it by now, she could feel Saiyadorks trembling form latched onto her arm.
"Miss Videl, where there any troubles with the last crime?"
"Miss Satan, has there been an upsurge of such muggings recently?"
"Miss Videl, are you and this new superhero an item?" Videl was about to answer the first two questions, and many related ones, when the last question somehoe got through to her. She closed her eyes and balled her fists angrily.
"WE ARE NOT AN ITEM!" she yelled. The reporters backed off a bit, but were soon swarming around her again, wondering what this superhero was to Videl. Videl sweatdropped. She would have to do some damagecontrol. She had just wanted to make Saiyadork pay for skipping out on the press meeting earlier that morning... this was not what she expected....
'Think Videl... THINK'
"He's... umm... my SIDEKICK! Yeah that's it! What's a superhero without a sidekick, isn't that right?" She laughed nervously, and Saiyadork sweatdropped beside her... she mentally slapped herself.
"Then what is your sidekick's name?" Videl rolled her eyes as she saw Saiyadork take his cue, strike a revoltingly dorky pose and open his mouth to announce his even dorkier name.
"I AM THE GREAT SAIYA---"
"He is the Gold Fighter." Videl interrupted him quickly, smacking him upside the head, causing him to fall over. He quickly stood up and looked deeply hurt. Videl sighed and turned around, dragging Saiyadork with her out of the crowd of reporters.
"Would you excuse us?"
"What did you do that for!" He whined in a much higher voice when they were outside of the hearing range of the reporters. Videl sighed. He was such a dork.
"Look pal. You are going to be in the paper, and even worse, you are going to be there with ME. Now I have an image to protect, and I can not let my sidekick have a dorky name and appearance. So NO MORE POSES!"
"I didn't choose to be your sidekick! And my name and poses are WAY cooler than anything you ever did." Videl sweatdropped and shouted back.
"You ARE my sidekick, so get used to obeying me!" Saiyadork looked like he was going to retort, but hesitated when he saw reporters sneaking towards them. Videl sighed.
"Saiyadork, can you do me a favour? Can you fly us out of here, but make it look like I'm doing the flying?"
***
Gohan looked up as he heard the girl's voice sound tired.... tired of publicity... tired of fighting. The voice sounded sweet... He could get used to hearing her talk like that every day. He gave her a Son Grin, even though his head was taped.
"I can even make us both fly!" Gohan said enthusiastically
Videl lit up at his statement "Really? That'd be so cool! I've never really flown by myself before! My dad said he'd buy me a chopper though..." Gohan smiled
"Well, then you're going to love this." And with a half scared half delighted squeal from Videl, he raised them both into the air. The smile she gave him was turning his insides to jelly. He had never seen such a mix of surprise and pure joy and gratitude mixed into one look. He nervously laughed and quickly moved them away from the gaping reporters.
***
"Wow... that was so cool." Videl couldn't help but feel flittery. And looking at Saiyaman didn't make her feel better. Huh? He had only helped her out! Where did those butterflies come from?
"Yeah... I still like doing this, I guess this is really cool if you've never done it before." Videl hesitated as she heard Saiyaman talk without hesitation. He sounded very friendly, and familiar too... She sighed... she hated to do such things, but Saiyaman had deserved it
"And Saiyaman... thanks" she forced out.
Saiyaman just stared at her. She quickly moulded her grateful smile into a determined one.
"But don't think I will give up on finding out who you are!" She heard Saiyaman laugh... laugh! at that... it baffled her. But she kept her composure.
"I'm sure ma'am... right now, I need to be going."
***
Gohan sommersalted happily all the way home. Even the fluttering of his tail didn't bother him. This disastrous day had taken a turn for the good... pushing Vegeta's words far away into a corner of his mind, not to be looked upon again, he was happy to have found a friend in Videl.
Yes, and he was going to a party with her tonight. This day had turned out to be PERFECT!
***
Chichi sighed. She had had it.
"Alright Goten, I'm going off to Bulma's tonight... I'll tell Gohan to take care of you. I can take only so much as your poor mother!" Chichi said dramatically
'Besides, it's not like he will have anything to do, he never has.'
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Woohoo... chapter done! Gohan will have to take Goten to a party with all sorts of horny teenagers! What will happen? Find out in one week! One week you say? Yes I'm cutting myself off the computer for a while, I need to get back to the thing they like to call 'life'.
Now, to everyone who reviewed my story, I'm sorry I didn't yet, but I will review your stories as soon as I can... see you next week!