Sorry I can't reply to your reviews since I CAN'T GET INTO MY BLOODY ACCOUNT!! But for Little Ricecake I know what you mean…and trust me, the title says it all. By the way, you're like the only one who thought about that!

And to FloralBalckMoon: Yeah, you're right I could have blackmailed that person…and say "If you do it then I will reveal who you really are." But I don't blackmail friends…or even the people that I don't know really well. For a moment I thought that they'll actually listen to me. Guess I was wrong, huh?

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Short A/N: A special thanks to one of my best friends who helped me in the last couple of paragraphs! I LOVE YOU AMRIT!!

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Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Dragonball or any of its contents (except for the action figures) and I do not own Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (storyline) or any song lyrics mentioned throughout this fic.

Something Happens in My Heart

Written by Goku's Daughter

Chapter Thirteen: Not so Blind

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Your love has something to say…

Will you listen to my heart?

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            So she got her plan, except there was a problem. Videl couldn't run… As much as her mind…her fear wanted her to run…she just couldn't.

            Frozen.

She was so frozen. She just couldn't move, too scared to move. Her limbs were also throbbing with anxiety yet it was still so frozen. Videl could feel her lower lip tremble uncontrollably as her mind was still having the strongest urge to run away, even though her body wasn't up to it.

Videl could feel their eyes. Yes, their eyes. Everyone's eyes were upon her. She could feel it. Even under that infernal white veil, she could feel it. Visualizing their beady eyes at her, she again wanted to run—she didn't want to face them—or anyone anymore.

Now she could hear the whispering. They wanted her to walk down the aisle. The blue-eyed bride could feel the bright flashes of light from the numerous cameras. They weren't helping. It just made her more afraid.

Videl knew she should move, her head was telling her so. But her heart made her freeze. Her heart prevented her to move…at all.

            Wide eye at Videl's disposition, Goten and Trunks were surprised seeing her have cold feet. They were shocked that she would have doubts now, especially when they witnessed her being so demanding to have her wedding soon as possible. Goten and Trunks glanced at each other, trying not to snicker or laugh at her. Not that they were cold hearted, oh no, their hopes had sparked up a bit. Maybe, just maybe, this will be a happy ending.

            Or not…

            As everyone in the room was surprised seeing Videl frozen at the door, Gohan on the other hand, wasn't. Okay, maybe he was surprised that Videl had cold feet now, but he knew Videl was unhappy with this arrangement. He could have seen it in her eyes at the camp and he was sure that he could see it now by just looking at her unstable frame.

            His face muscles had relaxed a bit in time but still he couldn't ease the burn in his eyes and in his heart. He was simply at a loss of words. Gohan fought a hard battle with his tongue to say something…to help Videl…but nothing meaningful came out. Looking around, Gohan couldn't ignore the growl, which diverted many peple's attention, especially when it came from the groom himself.

            Instantly frowning at Videl's disposition, Yamcha had become shaken up watching his bride from afar. Remembering well that he had sworn to marry Videl no matter what, Yamcha had no reasons to take that back, at least not now.

Judgment clouded his mind as he stomped up the aisle, not caring how horrible he looked. It was very clear that he was angry, as his face was distraught, not able to hide an angry, swollen vein.    

Everyone in the room seemed to look stunned as they watched Yamcha walked up the aisle in such an infuriated state. His posture was very intimidating, similar to a blood-seeking predator to its prey… In this case the unsuspecting prey would be Videl…

            Helplessly, Videl watched Yamcha reach her, not bothering to look at her face. Roughly, she watched the groom grab her wrist, literally dragging her down the aisle, even if it was against her consent. Mumbling a string of curses for only her to hear, she desperately tried to get free from his grip yet have a hold on her massive bouquet. Half way down the aisle, she could feel his grip lessen a bit, as his destination was not to the Priest.

            It was to the fourth aisle.

            Gohan's aisle.

The scar-faced man had purposely stopped at the fourth aisle. There he loosened Videl's grip, and almost violently swung her around, making her come into forceful contact with Gohan.

            Sad as it was, she didn't know what was happening since the veil made her vision limited. But all she knew she was out of control and about to either fall or crash into something. She was terrified to what the outcome would be…until those protective arms wrapped around her. This time she didn't have to turn around and see who her protector was, since she could just distinguish him by his touch. For a moment she felt better, but this easiness would not last, as it would diminish in further thought. She now had unanswered questions.

Shaken up, she felt those arms release his grip.  Now able to, she stood up a bit taller, trying to look confident. "Yamcha?"

            Yamcha almost laughed sadistically in her response, knowing what she was thinking of. All he said was, "I know, I know."

            "That didn't help," she thought bitterly. Videl didn't smile under the veil as she asked again, "What's going on? You said you'll drag me to the altar, and you did, or tried. Why am I—why are we here?" She noticed that her throat became very tight when speaking her last words. Yes, very tight and raspy…

            Yamcha smacked himself in the head, obviously looking upset and ignoring Videl's remark. It was irrelevant to what he was thinking in his mind. He was having an internal battle with himself at the moment. The first thing that bothered him was witnessing Videl having cold feet at their wedding. But that wasn't the conflict that was beating himself inside. It was the reason why Videl didn't move.

Raking his hair with his fingers Yamcha looked at her with cold yet sad eyes. Quietly, Yamcha asked, "Do you love me?" He was good at ignoring the rapid flashes from the cameras. That took years of practice to perfect…

            The woman in the white gown was taken back by his question. She almost stumbled back in distress. Having a strong urge to lie, she chose not to say anything. Her head just hung low.

            Yamcha waited impatiently for an answer, tapping his foot annoyingly on the carpeted floor. Receiving no answer made his temper rise and added fuel with his inner conflicts. Within five minutes, he roared, demanding for an answer. "I said, do YOU LOVE ME?!" There were more flashes of bright light from the cameras and yet Yamcha was unfazed by them.

            Again, Videl didn't respond as she fighting with her tongue to say something at least...to at least lie for his sake and sanity. But she lost. She couldn't even make a sound. The awkward moment made her want to cry. It wasn't because she was a sissy, it was just that her fiancé was going to find out the truth. Videl didn't want him to find out so she kept quiet. 

            Yamcha rake his hair with his fingers again as he noticed everyone looking at him, as if he grew two heads. But he didn't care. He didn't care that he was ruining his reputation to learn the truth—he didn't care if it was for her.

            Gohan looked at Videl then at Yamcha, helplessly watching the scene enfold right before him. He too was about to intervene, but he was too stunned to do anything. The tall man couldn't trust his voice at the moment.

            Yamcha laughed again in another thought. When his fit calmed down his eyes narrowed at Videl. "You love him, don't you?"

            Gohan and Videl were both startled with his predicament. However, they didn't dare to say a word.

            A bit unsure of himself, Yamcha hesitantly walked to Videl. When there was a safe distance between them, he quickly flipped her veil up to look in her eyes and her face—wanting to be able to read her thoughts. He wanted to see how she felt.

Yamcha was surprised… He was very surprised to see two transparent droplets of tears streak down her face. Witnessing this sign of weakness from her, he became gentle. Almost trying to coax her, he said, "You love Gohan don't you. Don't deny it."
            Videl only looked down at the ground, as if she was ashamed for him to know. She was…

            His stare went to the baffled Gohan. "Gohan, you love Videl don't you?" Surprisingly his gentleness soothed his voice.

            Gohan just looked down at Videl. He didn't know what to say, but he couldn't deny it. Both of them couldn't. Their face said it all. And the paparazzi loved this.

            Yamcha again chuckled. "Gohan, you can't hide it. I could see. I can see it right now."

            Videl's and Gohan's head shot up in surprise with wide eyes.

            Yamcha made a weak smile and explained, "When you look at her, it's full of love in your eyes. You can't deny that." He backed away from them a bit more before continuing, "I look at her with those same eyes, just with pure love for her," he then paused momentarily, looking hurt. His voice was then reduced into a small whisper, "But when she looks at me, the love I hope to see…isn't there." He could feel the tears prickle his eyes as he continued; now looking directly at Gohan, "When she looks at you, it's what I ever hope to see in her eyes when she looks my way." He took a minute to get a hold of himself. He also stayed silent for a moment to let Gohan and Videl understand what Yamcha was getting at. They understood…well.

His eyes suddenly shot at both Gohan and Videl speaking in a louder, more confident voice, "There's no way that I can deprive that love from Videl when I know how precious love is." Yamcha didn't care to wipe his tears.

            Videl took in a big breath, trying to take it all in. But even so, she was still uncertain of what to say next. The only thing she was able to whisper was, "Yamcha?" Confusion was written over her face.

            Yamcha shook his head, looking almost regrettable. "I can't marry you if you don't love me, especially when you love another man," he continued, while walking to Gohan and Videl. He didn't care if they were both confused, and shocked but when face-to-face, he took both of their hands and dragged them to the Priest. Finally in a low, hurtful voice, he said sincerely, "I want you to tell each other how you feel. Just do me that favour… You owe me that much." The look that Yamcha gave them said 'you-better-tell-each-other-or-else'. There was no way that they'll mess this up.

            Gohan looked around the room, finding all eyes on him, but found comfort watching the bride stand before him. His bride. Yamcha was actually giving her up to him and that thought had echoed through his mind. Oh Kami, what a turn of events. Videl was his. Finally his. Only his. But what did Videl think of Gohan? That part scared him.

            That part scared the both of them.

He could feel the tears burning his eyes further, but was so contained in the appreciation of Yamcha that he let two tears fall down his face. He would respect Yamcha's wishes. He'd tell Videl how he felt about her. He had nothing to lose after all. Besides, if Gohan said nothing that'll make everyone unhappy including Yamcha, because he knew. Gohan didn't know how long Yamcha knew, but he couldn't just back away now. There was a reason that this happened and Gohan wasn't going to waste it.

In a small whisper he nervously began, "Videl, you know how I asked you if you were happy and you only said if I was happy, you would be too," he paused a bit, wiping his face and smiled. "You make me happy... You, only you…" He couldn't stress 'you' much more.

            His face was covered with tears as his focus was solely on the two beings at the altar. He ignored Bulma's cries and had not smiled at the comical scene of her clutching onto Trunks for dear life. The teen was too devoured in his own happiness for his brother. Slowly, he began to walk out of the seating location and onto the aisle. He sniffed on instinct as he cried silently when hearing his brother finally saying that he was happy (because of Videl). Finally happy. A smile crept on his face after whispering, "Mom…if only you were here…" A tear slipped down Goten's cheek.

            Well his words suddenly caught her attention. From it, she had some courage to look back up at him. She did find some comfort feeling him cup her round, soft face. Then she wanted to smile when Gohan lovingly wiped away her tears with his thumbs. Whispering softly he said, "You were my best friend; you're still my best friend. Mother has always told me that love is friendship." He paused and hunched down a bit. Looking at her glass-like eyes, he finally said, "I love you Videl, I love you." Surprisingly he wasn't scared. He wasn't scared to open up his heart. But he did flinch when the flashes of light shone upon him and Videl.

Videl smiled and felt more tears make their way down her face. "So he loves me…" she thought in her head. "He loves me," she reflected over and over again. For some reason she found this hard to believe, but she was sure that it came out of his mouth. Videl couldn't contain herself as she cried. She actually cried… "Gohan," she whispered, trying to find her voice. She then sniffed and coughed with minimal shakes trying to stop, but his confession was just too overwhelming. Giving Gohan a small smile she grasped onto his hand, savouring his warmth. Videl made fought to keep a straight face as she rested his right hand on her heart. At the same time she got her other hand in contact with Gohan's other, lacing her fingers with his.

Taking a small amount of time to control her breathing, she said in a small whimper sounding a bit fascinated. "Can you feel that? My heart is neither awake or asleep. Something happens..." She paused, giving herself some time to let two tears escape her eyes. Getting to her point Videl finally said, "Someone once said that I'd know when I'm in love when something happens in my heart. You know what? Something does happen to my heart Gohan. Something happens when I'm with you…because I love you." Looking happy and relieved, she gave him a warm smile and let out a soft laugh. Of course tears kept rolling down her cheek.

"She loves me…" Gohan thought happily, with a smile of relief on his face. But now looking at Videl, he wanted her to stop crying even when he knew it was out of happiness. All he could have done was let his dark eyes settle on her. She'd know what he's up to.

Videl wet her lips and a misty fog filled her eyes. Gohan still smiled, as her face was wet from tears, which also made her make-up run a bit. But still she was beautiful.

Her eyes caught those of the handsome man that had unknowingly stolen her heart, and her breath was caught in her throat. He was so handsome and wonderful inside and out that she had wondered why and how she ever deserved Gohan in the first place. Her lips grew dry. Her nostrils flared and the scent of the man filled her like the heaviest of wines. She swallowed. Videl looked into Gohan's eyes and hesitated for a minute.

Gohan stared back at the twinkling eyes before him, he wanted to taste her lips so badly, and it almost ate him alive inside. He couldn't take it; he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her lips hard.

Obviously she kissed back with intense hunger for him. It's been so long that she waited for this moment and it was finally hers. Their endless kiss was long and hard yet so sweet and simple. Their bodies were entwined with each other's and they pulled at each other's garments. The taste of Gohan's lips was like ecstasy, making her want more with each passing second.

Gohan felt a wave go through his body and a spark that ran up and down his spine. Their tongues twined and pulled on each other, and their deep kiss finally ended when they couldn't breathe. The passion and love that they had for one another was more than they could contain.

And that was just their first kiss.

            Everyone in the room made a soft 'awww' sound, happy for the new couple… Even Yamcha was happy for Gohan and Videl. He knew reuniting them was the right thing to do.

            Yes, he still loved Videl. But he could clearly see that she loved Gohan all this time. There was no way he could deprive that from her…and Gohan. He loved them…and he wanted them to be happy. Yes…it was the right thing to do and Yamcha could never ever regret it.

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*grins* how did you like that. Sad as it is…there is only one more chapter left!! This was supposed to be the last one—but I decided to extend it. Now I owe you an explanation why I chose Yamcha instead of someone else. If it was Sharpener or someone else they wouldn't give a shit how Gohan felt. I had to chose someone that he was close to, and Yamcha was the only one who 'could' do it (or care for Gohan's feelings). The rest of them are aliens that are not interested in ladies (*coughs* Piccolo *coughs*), already have a mate (*coughs* Vegeta *coughs*), or just to queer for the job (queer as in gay, *coughs* Tien *coughs*). Trunks and Goten aren't an option (now THAT'S freaky). So now you know that there's a reason for almost everything I do. So maybe I didn't chose the right ending, but I liked it…and hopefully you guys see why I like Yamcha. Okay, the chapter doesn't show why I find him amusing, but the thought of him crying is!! So STOP CURSING HIM and PRAISE HIM for HE gave VIDEL AND GOHAN A CHANCE!! There I'm done.

And has anyone but me notice that Gohan's Onna's account 'doesn't exist' according to FF.N. I was trying to get to her profile to send the link to my friend, so she can read the Escaflowne fic. I was so shocked when I couldn't get to it. Then I went to my 'favourite authors list' and she wasn't there. This was my face! O.O

The next batch of cookies that I'm making is going to be…PAN!! I was waiting for this one, and it's very appropriate to do Gohan's and Videl's child. Aren't I so smart? Just a reminder, the last chapter is coming up next Sunday and it's so sweet! Well actually it's more of an epilogue than a chapter. Oh well I'm too lazy to fix it…and sorry for the craptacular chapter. I know I told so may people my story of why I feel so handicapped, but I must say it again. My right side feels like crap because one day I decided to help my brother deliver papers. It was dark since it was around eight and my being stupid I ran on the sidewalk to the other house. Then suddenly I fell. Stupid evil ice. I couldn't see it and I was running. The impact I tell you. But it's funny and it's quite amazing how I landed. My right side has bruises yet somehow I landed on my butt. I don't know if I rolled or what…I just can't remember. It's freaky. Really freaky. I think I'm scarred for life. Actually I am since none of my wounds never heal. -.-'  That's why I need snezu beans.

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