Ack, writer's block sucks! I never thought I'd be coming down with it, but
here I am... I know what to write AFTER this chapter, but this chapter was
a pain for me. It's not so long as well.
But first, I would like to thank all reviewers for reviewing my humble(/horrible) story, Tabi-chan in particular... I'm actually on your favourites list! *jumps up and down and celebrates Tabi-chan's name)
As for this chapter, it will be the last to feature implied or real nudity and/or sex for a little while, I think I have overdone it already and I am blushing madly when I read some parts (not just because they're horribly poorly written! *blush*). I know pretty well where I want to GO, but the immediate future poses me problems, and my writer's block may extend itself to the next 2/3 chapters or so. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, let me answer some of the questions posed.
Animorph: *rolls eyes* Sheesh. M/s and km/h are really quite equal. The problem I have with miles/inches is that it is just not a logical system. The metric system works in factors of ten, imperial and standard do no such things. The only benefit standard and imperial have is SOUNDING better (an inch sounds a whole lot cooler than centimetre). And I'm not asking you to use all SI, just something that at least is compatible with it. As for Celsius being outdated... no, I don't think so. Kelvin's system was based on Celsius' system of degrees (1 degree of Kelvin is equal to 1 degree of Celsius) the only difference is that Kelvin puts its zero at the absolute zero (-273,16.....something Celsius if i'm correct) and Celsius at the freezing point of water. The problem I have with Fahrenheit is that it is not compatible with Kelvin and makes it even harder to think in terms of SI. And Celsius is not in any way less usable than Fahrenheit (a system which puts its zero at the lowest reachable temperature in a lab at the time... how silly is that? Although I must admit that the hundred degrees point is quite well chosen.), only different. I see no reason why you should not use Celsius other than force of habit. But enough about the FOOTNOTE to my story, you never really told me what you actually thought of it..?
H2opologal: so thou likest playing waterpolo doest thou not? Lol, odd name. Anyway, thanks for the praise and the vote of confidence in the stand thingie... I understand what makes girls force us, but it doesn't make me any happier if ya know what I mean :)
Tabi-chan: will do, will do, once I get more time (damn all exams!)
JRFear: YESS!! A male fanbase! :) Well, thanks for letting me know that you ARE out there, I put up a little male fanservice now, but it'll be all fanservice for a while. Besides, it's always better to leave things to the imagination, ne? And as for them being able to go SSJ... you will just have to wait, ne? *cackles evilly*
Ponytail Godess: Thanks! 5 reviews in one day, that's something! :)
I'll weave some story in, as per the 2 (JUST 2!!!) votes I have been given on the poll. To remind you all:
1-plot I(I) 2-no plot (I)
On with the stories and I do not own Dragonball (Z)
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Party at Videl's pt. 2
Gohan gulped. How was he going to get out of this one? He tried to get out of Videl's plump grip, which seemed odd to him, as she was usually very uptight about everything and this sudden lack of concentration and coordination surprised him. What could be wrong with her? He tried to move from underneath her firm grip, but found it impossible, lest he take away his hands from the other two figures, Trunks and Goten, frantically trying to punch him with their short arms. If he didn't know better, he'd say they had a crazed, obsessed look. It was reminiscent of Cell just before he blew him to pieces.
Gohan stood still for a minute, pondering several solutions in his head, trying to find a foolproof escape from a glomping Videl and an overactive pair of Saiyans. Oh, what was he to do? Before he knew it, his Saiyan side popped up from its isolation and spoke.
'Easy you fool. You kill the brats, and get the girl. Or you could have those brats watch, they could learn---'
Gohan forced his perverted Saiyan side back into its corner and just stood there. Actually, it wasn't too bad, he thought. He could keep away Trunks and Goten for a while, and Videl clinging to him was not such a bad thing. After all, they were friends? Perhaps she just needed comforting?
His hopes were soon crushed.
"Huh? Wazz dizz? Wazz wid dizz furry belt thing?" Gohan felt Videl taking a firm hold of his tail as she spoke. His eyes went wide, and his body went limp. And even though the two boys were now no longer restrained, they kept punching the air in front of them, as if they still were being restrained. Gohan would have laughed at the two, had he not been entirely limp from what Videl was doing. His intense fear grew to unforetold proportions as he heard Videl laugh evilly.
"Zo, Gooohan." She cooed seductively. If he could, Gohan would have swallowed. His Saiyan side inside him just laughed.
"You arz entiiire im MY conroll, arz'nt you?" her evil laugh turned to a fulfledged cackle as she dragged him out of the storage room by his tail.
'OH MY GOD! WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO?' Gohan's Saiyan side answered his thought for him
'Oh, wouldn't you like to know /smirk/'
***
After five minutes of blind punching, Trunks stopped dead. He frantically swung around his head, his eyes wider than humanly, or even Saiyanly possible.
"SUGAR SAIYAN SIDEKICK!!" he screamed, his voice trembling.
"WHAT IS IT TRUNKS?!" Goten screamed back, still flying in the same spot, punching the air, wanting to reach the long gone evil goblin.
"I THINK THE GOBLIN LEFT WITH DEMON LADY!" Trunks screamed. Goten stopped for a little while and looked at his friend, shaking all over, his eyes as wide as Trunks', if not wider.
"WHAT ARE WE TO DO TRUNKS?!" he screamed. They looked at each other for a while, pondering things in their sugar-crazed minds. They nodded at each other and made a Sugar Saiyan pose.
Then they just thrashed around the room wildly, arms flailing above their heads, bouncing from wall to wall, screaming all the time.
"I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TRYING TO DO TRUNKS!" Goten screamed as he suddenly stopped again.
"THEY ARE GOING TO FIGHT EACHOTHER, AND THEN THE DEMON LADY'S TUMMY IS GOING TO SWELL AND EVIL CHILDREN WILL SPAWN EVERYWHERE, JUST LIKE THAT GROSS MOVIE YOUR FATHER WATCHES WHEN NOONE IS AROUND! [AN: *blush* I really don't know why I keep doing this... these stories are ruining my purity and chastity!]" Trunks also stopped dead in his tracks.
"YOU'RE RIGHT SUGAR SAIYAN SIDEKICK! BUT WHAT DO WE DOOOOO?" Trunks voice seemed to become even more agitated. Goten seemed to ponder for a while. He hardly had any good ideas, but the sugar was getting to him, it was scrambling his mind... in a positive way.
"I HAVE THE BEST IDEA EVER TRUNKS!!" He yelled, quite sure of himself. Trunks nodded at the younger sugar induced Saiyan, waiting for him to continue.
"WE DO LIKE THEY DO ON TV!! WE TAKE HOSTAGES AND DEMAND THEM TO STOP OR WE'LL..." Goten's mind failed him there. But Trunk's mind didn't even bother. Hostages, what a brilliant idea! And there were rooms filled with potential ones in this house!
***
Videl smacked Gohan down on her bead, and kissed him plumply, still holding his tail so he could do nothing but act shocked. He could feel his Ki rising in bafflement. Videl's mouth trying to force itself entry into his own like it had done earlier.
"Awww... cum on Goooohan... dun you wanno hab sum fun?" Videl's breathing seemed to increase, as her voice became even more garbled. She left hold of his tail, but Gohan was too shocked to move. He gulped and took the moment of respite he had to widen his eyes and stare at the... very disturbed Videl. She could see him staring, but Gohan did not know what she was planning, she just wore an evil smirk as she put her hands on her chest.
"Zo.... you wandzz to see me dun you Goooohan[1]?" she cooed as she ripped the front her shirt open, then equally roughly tearing off the piece of cloth that separated her breast from the cool outside. Gohan got a furious nosebleed [2], and did what he should not have done. He opened his mouth in shock.
***
"Awww... aren't they cute, all busy and wiggly like that?"
"Awww.... I've never seen anything so cute in my life!"
Goten sidestepped towards Trunks, as they eyed the two teenaged girls enthusiastically.
"YOU TAKE THE LEFT ONE, I TAKE THE RIGHT ONE." Goten whispered [3] to Trunks, who nodded as both moved towards the girls.
"Awww... does the little cute guy want a hug from--- YOUCH!"
"Hey! Why did you hit my friend that wasn't very nice of---- YOUCH!"
Goten and Trunks clapped their hands gleefully as they bumped up and down, pleased as they had taken their first two hostages. Suddenly, Goten stopped his bumping.
"Now what do we do?"
***
Had... Had Videl just done what he thought she did? No, she couldn't have!!! She was just a friend, he was sure of it... surely she wouldn't---
'Get over it human kid, she just did. Now don't start telling me you didn't enjoy that.' Gohan wanted to hit his Saiyan side. But he couldn't take his eyes off the spectacle in front of him. There she was, standing up tall and proud, as if what had just happened did not happen. Her curves only accentuated her pride, and her breasts proudly perked up, their nipples burning through his eyes right into the brain part that covered 'lust'. He was hit more deeply by the sight before him than one of Vegeta's death glares, or the hit of Chichi's frying pan, or the cackles of the mad Satan Hercule... now if only it the place had been more properly lit he would have at least seen---
ACK!
No, she was a friend, he wasn't letting his Saiyan side control his thoughts. In the back of his head, he could feel aforementioned side smirking.
'That wasn't me ogling her you know.' Gohan mentally blushed, but didn't know why. He KNEW his Saiyan side was just playing him for a fool.... he MUST be.
'Suit yourself brat.' His Saiyan side snorted, before returning to the sight in front of Gohan.
Gohan grabbed the shattered pieces of his mind and pulled them together to form a somewhat workable entity. When he regained control of his limbs, he did the first and only thing he had learned to do when he was younger and he had to hide from his mother.
He pulled the blanket over his head.
***
"THAT WAS A REALLY GOOD IDEA TRUNKS, USING THAT WEIRD BLOND SLOWPOKE'S HAIR AS ROPE!!" Goten said, holding Sharpener's locks of hair in his hand, tieing them into a rope to accommodate the increasing number of hostages. In the background, Sharpener could be heard wailing something.
"YES SUGAR SAIYAN SIDEKICK!!! YOUR IDEA TOO USE HIS SUIT AS BLINDFOLDS WAS NOT TOO BAD EITHER!" Trunks screamed back, finishing his blindfolding of a blond girl, as one could hear Sharpener's wails in the back increasing [3]
While Sharpener wailed, there was another pause in the Saiyans' actions. They looked at each other, then outside to where the party was going on, until they had made all the participants a hostage. Then they looked to all the tied teens, all unconscious, except for Sharpener, whose wails filled the room. Then they looked at each other and screamed.
"NOW WHAT DO WE DO!?"
***
"Yeah! Haha! I'm the Greatest!" more self praise and cackles followed. The driver sighed as he heard the World Champion brag about his endless skills more.
"Sir, I am not so sure if miss Videl would like to be disturbed... this IS a high school party after all." His master just eyed him oddly.
"What do you mean? Not only am I her father, I'm THE WORLD'S GREATEST! Why would she not be happy to see me? I'm so great even...." the driver just sighed and closed the small window that separated his and his master's cabin. He was relieved to near Satan mansion, but was not too pleased with what was going to happen. Having had kids himself, he knew how they did not like their parents barging in on their parties until they got out of their hormonal stages. He sighed and parked the car in front of the house, having first passed the gates that secluded the vast mansion from the outside world.
He stepped out, closed the door behind him, and opened his master's.
"Sir we are here... may I do anything for you?" he knew he wouldn't get an answer, as he saw the look on Hercule's face. He could hear his cackle as he moved up the few steps to his home, obviously practicing how to best portray his Hercule cackle (TM) to these teenage kids. Shaking his head, he listened to his master before entering the car and leaving him to his own things. But Hercule's cackle could be heard even from afar. And in these moments he knew why he worked for him. Not for the money, not for the fame. No, he did it because when he heard his master, the man who defeated Cell, cackle like this, he knew noone could withstand the great force of him, and that he and Earth would be safe under his protection forever [4].
"BWAHAHAHA"
***
Krillin felt Gohan's ki spike as he heard Hercule cackle. What disturbed him more was that they were roughly in the same place. Krillin's first reaction was panic. He could hurt Hercule if he wasn't careful! But quickly, his concern changed to amusement as he thought how Gohan would shame the 'World Champion' in public. He sighed. He had promised 18 that he would come home as soon as he had dropped Marron off at her 'uncle 17' [5], he still shivered at the thought, but an opportunity to see Hercule shamed was too goof to miss.
He locked onto Gohan's ki, which still seemed rather high, and flew towards it.
***
Under the sheets of Videl's bed, Gohan was fighting the urge to just go Super Saiyan and be rid of it all. He could not longer control his ki as Videl was laying on top of him, and he felt her neat curves through the silk sheets. She had gotten dressed again, but it did not diminish her desirability, Gohan had noticed. He just want to get away and die in a lonely corner, away from this maniacal girl he thought was his friend.
He sighed with relief as he felt Krillin, his friend and former fighting colleague, near. He would not be alone to deal with this sex-crazed girl! But then he realised the situation he was in was not very open to a safe interpretation.
Gulping, he just hoped he could explain.
***
'On the balcony? What's Gohan doing inside a room on the second floor? No, it's a bedroom! Gohan couldn't be, could he?'
Krillin peeked around curiously. He focussed on the bed, and he noticed there was a blackish lump laying on top. His surprise was great when the lump stood up and walked up to him. He could see the lump was actually a person. A female person. A hot female person. A hot female person with little clothing. A hot female person with a breast sticking out of what little clothing she had.
Instantly, the floor beneath Krillin was sprayed with his blood.
'MARRIAGE KRILLIN! YOU'RE MARRIED!' he wasn't prepared for when she started speaking.
"Goooohan won lemme hav my fuuun. Cant you help me?" this comment didn't quite ease Krillin's nosebleed. In fact, he wondered just HOW she wanted him to help her.
Wait a minute... Goooohan? Was this Goooohan really with this girl? Krillin smirked as he saw Gohan's ki come from underneath quivering sheets.
"Say Gohan. Going out with girls at such a young age! My, your father would be proud!" suddenly, the quivering sheets produced a nervous looking Gohan, who waved his arms around in front of him, hopelessly trying to divert attention from the situation. Krillin could have sworn he was blushing madly, but it was too dark to notice.
"It's not what it seems!"
"Oh really? You hiding underneath the sheets, a hot scarcely dressed young chick laying on top of you... Nope, definitely not what it seems." Krillin wished Gohan could see his evil smirk.
"Huh... whoze diz 'hot scassly dresst yung chick' yur talking about baldie?" Krillin could smell her breath from here, if the words were not yet enough to prove the point. She was terribly drunk. Krillin's smirk turned even more evil.
"Now Gohan, taking advantage of a drunk girl, Vegeta would be proud." But inside, Krillin was really disgusted. He had not thought Gohan would be able to do such things. He heard Gohan sigh and mutter.
"So that's what it is..." Krillin blinked.
"Huh? What are you talking about bro?"
"Oh... it's just that Videl suddenly started acting weird after she drank her drink."
"Mmm... well, that's not good." Krillin said thoughtfully
"No it isn't. She is really scaring me." Gohan said, dodging Videl trying to cling to his body again.
"Well, I have some of Roshi's special recipe sobering pills. It will leave a terrible headache and possible amnesia the first time you use it though." Krillin said. Gohan looked down, once again dodging Videl. He spoke softly now
"I don't want her to remember this. I want to be friends, nothing more."
"Well, there's no guarantee this'll wipe her memory. She'll remember the things she subconsciously really WANTS to remember. There is a chance she'll forget about the entire day, and a chance she'll remember it all. But it will stop her from *ahem* clinging to you all the time."
Gohan dodged Videl, and tripped her to the bed. "We could use the dragonballs to wipe her memory, coudn't we?" Krillin smiled at Gohan. He should not have doubted the boy's purity. He really didn't want anything with this Videl girl, anything physical anyway.
"Sure bro. If the Dragonballs can wish people back to life, they can certainly wipe her mind. They can grant virtually every wish, remember?" Gohan nodded at him, and asked him for the pills, which he shoved down Videl's throat as she lay on the bed. Krillin could see the poor girls body jerking and trembling uncontrollably as the pills destroyed the poison of alcohol in her entire body. Krillin could see her stop after just a little while, and stand up, hand on her forehead. Gohan helped her up and supported her. He was ready to dodge away from her if the pills hadn't done their job properly. Krillin could see Videl starting to speak, her voice raspy.
"Where am I?" Krillin facefaulted, Gohan looked blissfully happy.
"Ugh... she was more fun before bro, dunno why you would want this. Let's go downstairs now. I need a drink."
***
"THE DOOR TRUNKS, IT'S CREAKING!!"
"YES, I HEAR IT SIDEKICK, WHO COULD IT BE?!"
The door slowly opened, and first there was nothing to be seen, but then, lo and behold! Mr. Satan sommersaulted into view, landing neatly, not even slipping, before giving the boys his double V sign and his Hercule cackle (TM)
Crickets were chirping. Not even the two boys, hyperactive by large amounts of sugar, did anything. An owl hooted in the background, and Mr. Satan sweatdropped. The boys broke the silence by *ahem* whispering to eachother.
"WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE HE IS TRUNKS?"
"I THINK HE IS ONE OF THOSE EVIL DIGIMON THINGS."
"OH.... THAT WOULD EXPLAIN THE WEIRD HAIR!"
"AND THE RIDICULOUS BODY."
"AND THE---"
"HEY! This is the CHAMP here? You getting ready to bow and scrape at his feet?"
More crickets chirped, as the two Sugar Saiyans looked at eachother oddly, wondering what to do.
"LET'S KILL HIM!" they both said at the same time and flew at Mr. Satan. He just ducked and cowered like a little girl, before the two boys started pummeling him. They didn't hear the three people coming down from the second floor before they heard Videl scream.
"DADDY!!!" she ran to him as the two boys had stopped at her horrible screech.
"IT'S THE DEMON GIRL! AND THE EVIL GOBLIN!"
"AND THEY SPAWNED A SQUIRTLE" Trunks said pointing at Krillin. Krillin looked around him, wondering whp they were talking about. Gohan gulped. This wasn't good.
"Gohan! What happened, how could they beat my father?"
"Gohan bro, I don't think Chichi would be too thrilled if she found out what you did to her son."
"What... Videl... are you... doing something with this... scrawny boy?"
"WE MUST KILL THE EVIL GOBLIN!"
Gohan looked around him. Then he saw the entire party crowd, tied by their hands and feet in the storage chamber. He looked back to the crowd asking him questions. Then he did what his subconsciousness thought was best. He fainted.
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This is HORRIBLE writer's block's fruit, and short too. TERRIBLE TERRIBLE TERRIBLE. If you think I am needlessly bashing myself, or think that it indeed IS terrible, please tell me (in other words: READ AND REVIEW!). I DID include some fanservice for males in this chapter, so male fans, rejoice! :P
Anyway, onto the notes:
[1] I'm exasperating drunkenness IMO here. More on that in the rant :)
[2] Where did the nosebleed come from anyway? Never had one over a girl.
[3] Why am I bashing Sharpener so badly? Can one create an entire rope from hair and so many blindfolds from cloth? Does it actually matter in a DB universe, where people who couldn't be harmed in any way can be terrorised by frying pans?
[4] I thought this would portray what people think of Hercule nicely... and I just had to put up a not so you would notice I actually think it is GOOD people can this :) No matter who it is.
[5] I let him live here. I think I read somewhere that indeed he DID live in this dimension and universe... doesn't really matter, after all, it IS fanfic.
Now, for all you Underaged people who write about it, but do not know what it is, or people who just like to see me rambling:
Drunkenness... first, what are the exact effects of Alcohol? I haven't intensively studied it, so I wouldn't know exactly. What I DO know, is that it dehydrates the body. That is what causes the hangover, and that is why people encourage you to drink large amounts of water or other things before going to sleep while drunk. But what are the bodily effects of Alcohol?
A lot are quite well known. For example, drunk people have a hard time controlling their movements, and they tend to get sluggish. Their state of mind and speech usually reflects this, as they tend to get less and less coherent. But, behind it all, there is still a driving force. What drives people then? Is it some weird state of mind that is induced by alcohol? Well, not exactly. In my own experience, being drunk (of which there are several levels and gradual differences) is really a taking away of rationality and shame. Actually, come to think of it, not so much rationality. You just tend to take away all sorts of DEEP thought, so to speak, you let your emotions rule.
Suffice to say, bad idea: drink while your sad or angry. Consequences: very dire, you WILL have problems controlling aggression. Good idea may be drinking while your having a happy party. I myself don't drink much anymore, I used to when I was younger (spoke a seventeen year old :). People like it when I get drunk though, I have been told I instantly grow a sense of humour and am generally just good company (?). I am not even close to being as good company when I'm not because I am too shy, so I'm told. But even when I AM somewhat drunk, I tend to be rational, so people mostly don't notice any difference unless it gets REALLY dramatic. But, I'm rambling :)
Now, there are many reasons to drink, as said before, you take away the boundaries that limit you normally (which must be the main reason I don't drink anymore... I have a feeling that when I do, I am no longer 'me' so to speak... different story altogether). This can be both a good and bad thing. In the case of this story, I overdid it and twisted it a bit to serve my purposes, of which I am slightly ashamed, I also doubted that Videl would get drunk after only one glass. But since it was her first contact with alcohol and she isn't Saiyan like Gohan is. Genes and practice, that is what makes up a good resistance against alcohol. I for one, come from a long line of Yugoslav alcoholics (don't ask ^_^). Suffice to say, if both are in your favour you can go on for a long time. There is however a problem with alcohol, mainly for girls. Drinking tends to make one terribly horny. But since guys (not me! I am about as pure as they get) are always horny, it is not much of a difference. But I have heard from some of my female friends that they have gone farther with someone they didn't even know than they would ever have if they were sober. So, beware of what you do!
Now for the last point: alcohol laws and usage. I live in Holland, and half of my family is Yugoslav, so I have really been growing up in an environment where alcohol is not only generally permitted (legal drinking age in Holland is 16, for spirits it's 18), but encouraged by my Yugoslav family... but even if that were not true, here in Holland, everyone and their grandmothers could get liquor without anyone wondering what it was for. Consequences for youths are dire. Especially boys around 14-16 tend to get disastrously drunk sometimes, to the point where it is dangerous. Still, noone is complaining, everyone is free to do as he or she wishes, and the liquor producers get wealthier and wealthier. I understand that in most other countries, laws on alcohol abuse are much stricter. And though it might shock some people, I tend to think that is a good thing. Alcohol, despite me using it still sometimes, is really just toxin designed to please. It is in that aspect no better than many other drugs, but it is still widely distributed and used, even among intellectual people. This sometimes disturbs me. Alcohol IS dangerous, here in Holland 2 youths nearly died a few weeks ago, blood poisoning by alcohol. They were 16 and 15 if I recall correctly.... that to me is terrible and a good reason to enforce laws on alcohol, cause even though us teenagers don't like to admit it, we DON'T know how to take care of ourselves and be independent. I was rebellious, till half a year ago when I ended up in the hospital with a perforated appendix, I could have easily died, I was just in time. My mom and dad really helped there, and they made me see some things I did not before, and I tend to listen to them more often now.
Gah! I am sickening even myself right now with how moralising and generally old I sound! IGNORE ME!
Good, thank you, that was my rant for now (might have been longer than the actual story, ne?). Anyway, hope you had fun!
But first, I would like to thank all reviewers for reviewing my humble(/horrible) story, Tabi-chan in particular... I'm actually on your favourites list! *jumps up and down and celebrates Tabi-chan's name)
As for this chapter, it will be the last to feature implied or real nudity and/or sex for a little while, I think I have overdone it already and I am blushing madly when I read some parts (not just because they're horribly poorly written! *blush*). I know pretty well where I want to GO, but the immediate future poses me problems, and my writer's block may extend itself to the next 2/3 chapters or so. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, let me answer some of the questions posed.
Animorph: *rolls eyes* Sheesh. M/s and km/h are really quite equal. The problem I have with miles/inches is that it is just not a logical system. The metric system works in factors of ten, imperial and standard do no such things. The only benefit standard and imperial have is SOUNDING better (an inch sounds a whole lot cooler than centimetre). And I'm not asking you to use all SI, just something that at least is compatible with it. As for Celsius being outdated... no, I don't think so. Kelvin's system was based on Celsius' system of degrees (1 degree of Kelvin is equal to 1 degree of Celsius) the only difference is that Kelvin puts its zero at the absolute zero (-273,16.....something Celsius if i'm correct) and Celsius at the freezing point of water. The problem I have with Fahrenheit is that it is not compatible with Kelvin and makes it even harder to think in terms of SI. And Celsius is not in any way less usable than Fahrenheit (a system which puts its zero at the lowest reachable temperature in a lab at the time... how silly is that? Although I must admit that the hundred degrees point is quite well chosen.), only different. I see no reason why you should not use Celsius other than force of habit. But enough about the FOOTNOTE to my story, you never really told me what you actually thought of it..?
H2opologal: so thou likest playing waterpolo doest thou not? Lol, odd name. Anyway, thanks for the praise and the vote of confidence in the stand thingie... I understand what makes girls force us, but it doesn't make me any happier if ya know what I mean :)
Tabi-chan: will do, will do, once I get more time (damn all exams!)
JRFear: YESS!! A male fanbase! :) Well, thanks for letting me know that you ARE out there, I put up a little male fanservice now, but it'll be all fanservice for a while. Besides, it's always better to leave things to the imagination, ne? And as for them being able to go SSJ... you will just have to wait, ne? *cackles evilly*
Ponytail Godess: Thanks! 5 reviews in one day, that's something! :)
I'll weave some story in, as per the 2 (JUST 2!!!) votes I have been given on the poll. To remind you all:
1-plot I(I) 2-no plot (I)
On with the stories and I do not own Dragonball (Z)
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Party at Videl's pt. 2
Gohan gulped. How was he going to get out of this one? He tried to get out of Videl's plump grip, which seemed odd to him, as she was usually very uptight about everything and this sudden lack of concentration and coordination surprised him. What could be wrong with her? He tried to move from underneath her firm grip, but found it impossible, lest he take away his hands from the other two figures, Trunks and Goten, frantically trying to punch him with their short arms. If he didn't know better, he'd say they had a crazed, obsessed look. It was reminiscent of Cell just before he blew him to pieces.
Gohan stood still for a minute, pondering several solutions in his head, trying to find a foolproof escape from a glomping Videl and an overactive pair of Saiyans. Oh, what was he to do? Before he knew it, his Saiyan side popped up from its isolation and spoke.
'Easy you fool. You kill the brats, and get the girl. Or you could have those brats watch, they could learn---'
Gohan forced his perverted Saiyan side back into its corner and just stood there. Actually, it wasn't too bad, he thought. He could keep away Trunks and Goten for a while, and Videl clinging to him was not such a bad thing. After all, they were friends? Perhaps she just needed comforting?
His hopes were soon crushed.
"Huh? Wazz dizz? Wazz wid dizz furry belt thing?" Gohan felt Videl taking a firm hold of his tail as she spoke. His eyes went wide, and his body went limp. And even though the two boys were now no longer restrained, they kept punching the air in front of them, as if they still were being restrained. Gohan would have laughed at the two, had he not been entirely limp from what Videl was doing. His intense fear grew to unforetold proportions as he heard Videl laugh evilly.
"Zo, Gooohan." She cooed seductively. If he could, Gohan would have swallowed. His Saiyan side inside him just laughed.
"You arz entiiire im MY conroll, arz'nt you?" her evil laugh turned to a fulfledged cackle as she dragged him out of the storage room by his tail.
'OH MY GOD! WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO?' Gohan's Saiyan side answered his thought for him
'Oh, wouldn't you like to know /smirk/'
***
After five minutes of blind punching, Trunks stopped dead. He frantically swung around his head, his eyes wider than humanly, or even Saiyanly possible.
"SUGAR SAIYAN SIDEKICK!!" he screamed, his voice trembling.
"WHAT IS IT TRUNKS?!" Goten screamed back, still flying in the same spot, punching the air, wanting to reach the long gone evil goblin.
"I THINK THE GOBLIN LEFT WITH DEMON LADY!" Trunks screamed. Goten stopped for a little while and looked at his friend, shaking all over, his eyes as wide as Trunks', if not wider.
"WHAT ARE WE TO DO TRUNKS?!" he screamed. They looked at each other for a while, pondering things in their sugar-crazed minds. They nodded at each other and made a Sugar Saiyan pose.
Then they just thrashed around the room wildly, arms flailing above their heads, bouncing from wall to wall, screaming all the time.
"I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TRYING TO DO TRUNKS!" Goten screamed as he suddenly stopped again.
"THEY ARE GOING TO FIGHT EACHOTHER, AND THEN THE DEMON LADY'S TUMMY IS GOING TO SWELL AND EVIL CHILDREN WILL SPAWN EVERYWHERE, JUST LIKE THAT GROSS MOVIE YOUR FATHER WATCHES WHEN NOONE IS AROUND! [AN: *blush* I really don't know why I keep doing this... these stories are ruining my purity and chastity!]" Trunks also stopped dead in his tracks.
"YOU'RE RIGHT SUGAR SAIYAN SIDEKICK! BUT WHAT DO WE DOOOOO?" Trunks voice seemed to become even more agitated. Goten seemed to ponder for a while. He hardly had any good ideas, but the sugar was getting to him, it was scrambling his mind... in a positive way.
"I HAVE THE BEST IDEA EVER TRUNKS!!" He yelled, quite sure of himself. Trunks nodded at the younger sugar induced Saiyan, waiting for him to continue.
"WE DO LIKE THEY DO ON TV!! WE TAKE HOSTAGES AND DEMAND THEM TO STOP OR WE'LL..." Goten's mind failed him there. But Trunk's mind didn't even bother. Hostages, what a brilliant idea! And there were rooms filled with potential ones in this house!
***
Videl smacked Gohan down on her bead, and kissed him plumply, still holding his tail so he could do nothing but act shocked. He could feel his Ki rising in bafflement. Videl's mouth trying to force itself entry into his own like it had done earlier.
"Awww... cum on Goooohan... dun you wanno hab sum fun?" Videl's breathing seemed to increase, as her voice became even more garbled. She left hold of his tail, but Gohan was too shocked to move. He gulped and took the moment of respite he had to widen his eyes and stare at the... very disturbed Videl. She could see him staring, but Gohan did not know what she was planning, she just wore an evil smirk as she put her hands on her chest.
"Zo.... you wandzz to see me dun you Goooohan[1]?" she cooed as she ripped the front her shirt open, then equally roughly tearing off the piece of cloth that separated her breast from the cool outside. Gohan got a furious nosebleed [2], and did what he should not have done. He opened his mouth in shock.
***
"Awww... aren't they cute, all busy and wiggly like that?"
"Awww.... I've never seen anything so cute in my life!"
Goten sidestepped towards Trunks, as they eyed the two teenaged girls enthusiastically.
"YOU TAKE THE LEFT ONE, I TAKE THE RIGHT ONE." Goten whispered [3] to Trunks, who nodded as both moved towards the girls.
"Awww... does the little cute guy want a hug from--- YOUCH!"
"Hey! Why did you hit my friend that wasn't very nice of---- YOUCH!"
Goten and Trunks clapped their hands gleefully as they bumped up and down, pleased as they had taken their first two hostages. Suddenly, Goten stopped his bumping.
"Now what do we do?"
***
Had... Had Videl just done what he thought she did? No, she couldn't have!!! She was just a friend, he was sure of it... surely she wouldn't---
'Get over it human kid, she just did. Now don't start telling me you didn't enjoy that.' Gohan wanted to hit his Saiyan side. But he couldn't take his eyes off the spectacle in front of him. There she was, standing up tall and proud, as if what had just happened did not happen. Her curves only accentuated her pride, and her breasts proudly perked up, their nipples burning through his eyes right into the brain part that covered 'lust'. He was hit more deeply by the sight before him than one of Vegeta's death glares, or the hit of Chichi's frying pan, or the cackles of the mad Satan Hercule... now if only it the place had been more properly lit he would have at least seen---
ACK!
No, she was a friend, he wasn't letting his Saiyan side control his thoughts. In the back of his head, he could feel aforementioned side smirking.
'That wasn't me ogling her you know.' Gohan mentally blushed, but didn't know why. He KNEW his Saiyan side was just playing him for a fool.... he MUST be.
'Suit yourself brat.' His Saiyan side snorted, before returning to the sight in front of Gohan.
Gohan grabbed the shattered pieces of his mind and pulled them together to form a somewhat workable entity. When he regained control of his limbs, he did the first and only thing he had learned to do when he was younger and he had to hide from his mother.
He pulled the blanket over his head.
***
"THAT WAS A REALLY GOOD IDEA TRUNKS, USING THAT WEIRD BLOND SLOWPOKE'S HAIR AS ROPE!!" Goten said, holding Sharpener's locks of hair in his hand, tieing them into a rope to accommodate the increasing number of hostages. In the background, Sharpener could be heard wailing something.
"YES SUGAR SAIYAN SIDEKICK!!! YOUR IDEA TOO USE HIS SUIT AS BLINDFOLDS WAS NOT TOO BAD EITHER!" Trunks screamed back, finishing his blindfolding of a blond girl, as one could hear Sharpener's wails in the back increasing [3]
While Sharpener wailed, there was another pause in the Saiyans' actions. They looked at each other, then outside to where the party was going on, until they had made all the participants a hostage. Then they looked to all the tied teens, all unconscious, except for Sharpener, whose wails filled the room. Then they looked at each other and screamed.
"NOW WHAT DO WE DO!?"
***
"Yeah! Haha! I'm the Greatest!" more self praise and cackles followed. The driver sighed as he heard the World Champion brag about his endless skills more.
"Sir, I am not so sure if miss Videl would like to be disturbed... this IS a high school party after all." His master just eyed him oddly.
"What do you mean? Not only am I her father, I'm THE WORLD'S GREATEST! Why would she not be happy to see me? I'm so great even...." the driver just sighed and closed the small window that separated his and his master's cabin. He was relieved to near Satan mansion, but was not too pleased with what was going to happen. Having had kids himself, he knew how they did not like their parents barging in on their parties until they got out of their hormonal stages. He sighed and parked the car in front of the house, having first passed the gates that secluded the vast mansion from the outside world.
He stepped out, closed the door behind him, and opened his master's.
"Sir we are here... may I do anything for you?" he knew he wouldn't get an answer, as he saw the look on Hercule's face. He could hear his cackle as he moved up the few steps to his home, obviously practicing how to best portray his Hercule cackle (TM) to these teenage kids. Shaking his head, he listened to his master before entering the car and leaving him to his own things. But Hercule's cackle could be heard even from afar. And in these moments he knew why he worked for him. Not for the money, not for the fame. No, he did it because when he heard his master, the man who defeated Cell, cackle like this, he knew noone could withstand the great force of him, and that he and Earth would be safe under his protection forever [4].
"BWAHAHAHA"
***
Krillin felt Gohan's ki spike as he heard Hercule cackle. What disturbed him more was that they were roughly in the same place. Krillin's first reaction was panic. He could hurt Hercule if he wasn't careful! But quickly, his concern changed to amusement as he thought how Gohan would shame the 'World Champion' in public. He sighed. He had promised 18 that he would come home as soon as he had dropped Marron off at her 'uncle 17' [5], he still shivered at the thought, but an opportunity to see Hercule shamed was too goof to miss.
He locked onto Gohan's ki, which still seemed rather high, and flew towards it.
***
Under the sheets of Videl's bed, Gohan was fighting the urge to just go Super Saiyan and be rid of it all. He could not longer control his ki as Videl was laying on top of him, and he felt her neat curves through the silk sheets. She had gotten dressed again, but it did not diminish her desirability, Gohan had noticed. He just want to get away and die in a lonely corner, away from this maniacal girl he thought was his friend.
He sighed with relief as he felt Krillin, his friend and former fighting colleague, near. He would not be alone to deal with this sex-crazed girl! But then he realised the situation he was in was not very open to a safe interpretation.
Gulping, he just hoped he could explain.
***
'On the balcony? What's Gohan doing inside a room on the second floor? No, it's a bedroom! Gohan couldn't be, could he?'
Krillin peeked around curiously. He focussed on the bed, and he noticed there was a blackish lump laying on top. His surprise was great when the lump stood up and walked up to him. He could see the lump was actually a person. A female person. A hot female person. A hot female person with little clothing. A hot female person with a breast sticking out of what little clothing she had.
Instantly, the floor beneath Krillin was sprayed with his blood.
'MARRIAGE KRILLIN! YOU'RE MARRIED!' he wasn't prepared for when she started speaking.
"Goooohan won lemme hav my fuuun. Cant you help me?" this comment didn't quite ease Krillin's nosebleed. In fact, he wondered just HOW she wanted him to help her.
Wait a minute... Goooohan? Was this Goooohan really with this girl? Krillin smirked as he saw Gohan's ki come from underneath quivering sheets.
"Say Gohan. Going out with girls at such a young age! My, your father would be proud!" suddenly, the quivering sheets produced a nervous looking Gohan, who waved his arms around in front of him, hopelessly trying to divert attention from the situation. Krillin could have sworn he was blushing madly, but it was too dark to notice.
"It's not what it seems!"
"Oh really? You hiding underneath the sheets, a hot scarcely dressed young chick laying on top of you... Nope, definitely not what it seems." Krillin wished Gohan could see his evil smirk.
"Huh... whoze diz 'hot scassly dresst yung chick' yur talking about baldie?" Krillin could smell her breath from here, if the words were not yet enough to prove the point. She was terribly drunk. Krillin's smirk turned even more evil.
"Now Gohan, taking advantage of a drunk girl, Vegeta would be proud." But inside, Krillin was really disgusted. He had not thought Gohan would be able to do such things. He heard Gohan sigh and mutter.
"So that's what it is..." Krillin blinked.
"Huh? What are you talking about bro?"
"Oh... it's just that Videl suddenly started acting weird after she drank her drink."
"Mmm... well, that's not good." Krillin said thoughtfully
"No it isn't. She is really scaring me." Gohan said, dodging Videl trying to cling to his body again.
"Well, I have some of Roshi's special recipe sobering pills. It will leave a terrible headache and possible amnesia the first time you use it though." Krillin said. Gohan looked down, once again dodging Videl. He spoke softly now
"I don't want her to remember this. I want to be friends, nothing more."
"Well, there's no guarantee this'll wipe her memory. She'll remember the things she subconsciously really WANTS to remember. There is a chance she'll forget about the entire day, and a chance she'll remember it all. But it will stop her from *ahem* clinging to you all the time."
Gohan dodged Videl, and tripped her to the bed. "We could use the dragonballs to wipe her memory, coudn't we?" Krillin smiled at Gohan. He should not have doubted the boy's purity. He really didn't want anything with this Videl girl, anything physical anyway.
"Sure bro. If the Dragonballs can wish people back to life, they can certainly wipe her mind. They can grant virtually every wish, remember?" Gohan nodded at him, and asked him for the pills, which he shoved down Videl's throat as she lay on the bed. Krillin could see the poor girls body jerking and trembling uncontrollably as the pills destroyed the poison of alcohol in her entire body. Krillin could see her stop after just a little while, and stand up, hand on her forehead. Gohan helped her up and supported her. He was ready to dodge away from her if the pills hadn't done their job properly. Krillin could see Videl starting to speak, her voice raspy.
"Where am I?" Krillin facefaulted, Gohan looked blissfully happy.
"Ugh... she was more fun before bro, dunno why you would want this. Let's go downstairs now. I need a drink."
***
"THE DOOR TRUNKS, IT'S CREAKING!!"
"YES, I HEAR IT SIDEKICK, WHO COULD IT BE?!"
The door slowly opened, and first there was nothing to be seen, but then, lo and behold! Mr. Satan sommersaulted into view, landing neatly, not even slipping, before giving the boys his double V sign and his Hercule cackle (TM)
Crickets were chirping. Not even the two boys, hyperactive by large amounts of sugar, did anything. An owl hooted in the background, and Mr. Satan sweatdropped. The boys broke the silence by *ahem* whispering to eachother.
"WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE HE IS TRUNKS?"
"I THINK HE IS ONE OF THOSE EVIL DIGIMON THINGS."
"OH.... THAT WOULD EXPLAIN THE WEIRD HAIR!"
"AND THE RIDICULOUS BODY."
"AND THE---"
"HEY! This is the CHAMP here? You getting ready to bow and scrape at his feet?"
More crickets chirped, as the two Sugar Saiyans looked at eachother oddly, wondering what to do.
"LET'S KILL HIM!" they both said at the same time and flew at Mr. Satan. He just ducked and cowered like a little girl, before the two boys started pummeling him. They didn't hear the three people coming down from the second floor before they heard Videl scream.
"DADDY!!!" she ran to him as the two boys had stopped at her horrible screech.
"IT'S THE DEMON GIRL! AND THE EVIL GOBLIN!"
"AND THEY SPAWNED A SQUIRTLE" Trunks said pointing at Krillin. Krillin looked around him, wondering whp they were talking about. Gohan gulped. This wasn't good.
"Gohan! What happened, how could they beat my father?"
"Gohan bro, I don't think Chichi would be too thrilled if she found out what you did to her son."
"What... Videl... are you... doing something with this... scrawny boy?"
"WE MUST KILL THE EVIL GOBLIN!"
Gohan looked around him. Then he saw the entire party crowd, tied by their hands and feet in the storage chamber. He looked back to the crowd asking him questions. Then he did what his subconsciousness thought was best. He fainted.
***********
This is HORRIBLE writer's block's fruit, and short too. TERRIBLE TERRIBLE TERRIBLE. If you think I am needlessly bashing myself, or think that it indeed IS terrible, please tell me (in other words: READ AND REVIEW!). I DID include some fanservice for males in this chapter, so male fans, rejoice! :P
Anyway, onto the notes:
[1] I'm exasperating drunkenness IMO here. More on that in the rant :)
[2] Where did the nosebleed come from anyway? Never had one over a girl.
[3] Why am I bashing Sharpener so badly? Can one create an entire rope from hair and so many blindfolds from cloth? Does it actually matter in a DB universe, where people who couldn't be harmed in any way can be terrorised by frying pans?
[4] I thought this would portray what people think of Hercule nicely... and I just had to put up a not so you would notice I actually think it is GOOD people can this :) No matter who it is.
[5] I let him live here. I think I read somewhere that indeed he DID live in this dimension and universe... doesn't really matter, after all, it IS fanfic.
Now, for all you Underaged people who write about it, but do not know what it is, or people who just like to see me rambling:
Drunkenness... first, what are the exact effects of Alcohol? I haven't intensively studied it, so I wouldn't know exactly. What I DO know, is that it dehydrates the body. That is what causes the hangover, and that is why people encourage you to drink large amounts of water or other things before going to sleep while drunk. But what are the bodily effects of Alcohol?
A lot are quite well known. For example, drunk people have a hard time controlling their movements, and they tend to get sluggish. Their state of mind and speech usually reflects this, as they tend to get less and less coherent. But, behind it all, there is still a driving force. What drives people then? Is it some weird state of mind that is induced by alcohol? Well, not exactly. In my own experience, being drunk (of which there are several levels and gradual differences) is really a taking away of rationality and shame. Actually, come to think of it, not so much rationality. You just tend to take away all sorts of DEEP thought, so to speak, you let your emotions rule.
Suffice to say, bad idea: drink while your sad or angry. Consequences: very dire, you WILL have problems controlling aggression. Good idea may be drinking while your having a happy party. I myself don't drink much anymore, I used to when I was younger (spoke a seventeen year old :). People like it when I get drunk though, I have been told I instantly grow a sense of humour and am generally just good company (?). I am not even close to being as good company when I'm not because I am too shy, so I'm told. But even when I AM somewhat drunk, I tend to be rational, so people mostly don't notice any difference unless it gets REALLY dramatic. But, I'm rambling :)
Now, there are many reasons to drink, as said before, you take away the boundaries that limit you normally (which must be the main reason I don't drink anymore... I have a feeling that when I do, I am no longer 'me' so to speak... different story altogether). This can be both a good and bad thing. In the case of this story, I overdid it and twisted it a bit to serve my purposes, of which I am slightly ashamed, I also doubted that Videl would get drunk after only one glass. But since it was her first contact with alcohol and she isn't Saiyan like Gohan is. Genes and practice, that is what makes up a good resistance against alcohol. I for one, come from a long line of Yugoslav alcoholics (don't ask ^_^). Suffice to say, if both are in your favour you can go on for a long time. There is however a problem with alcohol, mainly for girls. Drinking tends to make one terribly horny. But since guys (not me! I am about as pure as they get) are always horny, it is not much of a difference. But I have heard from some of my female friends that they have gone farther with someone they didn't even know than they would ever have if they were sober. So, beware of what you do!
Now for the last point: alcohol laws and usage. I live in Holland, and half of my family is Yugoslav, so I have really been growing up in an environment where alcohol is not only generally permitted (legal drinking age in Holland is 16, for spirits it's 18), but encouraged by my Yugoslav family... but even if that were not true, here in Holland, everyone and their grandmothers could get liquor without anyone wondering what it was for. Consequences for youths are dire. Especially boys around 14-16 tend to get disastrously drunk sometimes, to the point where it is dangerous. Still, noone is complaining, everyone is free to do as he or she wishes, and the liquor producers get wealthier and wealthier. I understand that in most other countries, laws on alcohol abuse are much stricter. And though it might shock some people, I tend to think that is a good thing. Alcohol, despite me using it still sometimes, is really just toxin designed to please. It is in that aspect no better than many other drugs, but it is still widely distributed and used, even among intellectual people. This sometimes disturbs me. Alcohol IS dangerous, here in Holland 2 youths nearly died a few weeks ago, blood poisoning by alcohol. They were 16 and 15 if I recall correctly.... that to me is terrible and a good reason to enforce laws on alcohol, cause even though us teenagers don't like to admit it, we DON'T know how to take care of ourselves and be independent. I was rebellious, till half a year ago when I ended up in the hospital with a perforated appendix, I could have easily died, I was just in time. My mom and dad really helped there, and they made me see some things I did not before, and I tend to listen to them more often now.
Gah! I am sickening even myself right now with how moralising and generally old I sound! IGNORE ME!
Good, thank you, that was my rant for now (might have been longer than the actual story, ne?). Anyway, hope you had fun!