I wrote this story while waiting for my bus after school.

So, I guess I've made a lot of mistakes and the story isn't

really good!

And I don't owe DBZ! (But I would like to...)

Your TeenSSJVidel

`...´=Speech ``...´´=Quotation marks

"..."=Thougts



"Has life a sense? Is my life that valueable? Those are only

two questions going through my head, my heart and my soul. Well,

I think some lives are valueable. Those of the famous,celebrated

and popular people but mine? Would they care if I would die?

Of course they would care, because I'm ``his´´ daugter, the

daughter of the man who has beaten Cell. I know it wasn't him, he's

too weak! Even my own father don't care for me. They all see me

as Mr.Satan's daughter and not as a person of my own."

"Life is cruel. It takes away those people I love. First my Mum.

She got cancer and died and now it took Dad, too. Because of his

stupid fame, he doesn't care for me anymore. And now I'm alone.

Alone with these thougts, fears and that pain deep in my heart.

Perhaps I deserve it. Perhaps I deserve to be alone. But why?

Because I'm weak?"

"I want to have close friends and of course a boyfriend, but I'm

afraid. Afraid that life will take them away from me again. That's

why I can't let somebody close. I'm always pretending to be cool

and strong, but I'm not. I just wanna hide my weakness."

"Nobody will ever see me crying. I don't cry. I have never cried,

'cause Dad told me:`When you are crying, the people will see that

you're weak!´ and I'm not gonna show how weak I am. Yeah and I am

weak. Feelings weaken you. They knock you down. So I don't allow

myself to have feelings, but sometimes they break through, especi-

ally when I'm thinking about Mum.

"Sometimes I wish I could die. But I can't. I mean the people of the

city need me. I'm always saving them, how Erasa said, from the

``nastys´´. I need that job, too. Sohehow it satifies me, not in a

sexual way of course, but I feel better after fighting crime."

"I wonder how it feels to be loved and to be kissed. I never had a

boyfriend, 'cause of my fears. But if I would have one, if I would

let somebody in my heart, destiny would take him away from me. I

hate this stupid life. Why must it be that cruel to me? How much I

would like to have a boyfriend, somebody I can give my love to. I

don't even know, if I'll ever love someone, if I can love somebody.

Nobody loves me, 'cause I behave that stupid. So why don't I change

my behaviour? I just can't. I don't want to be responsible for some-

body's death again. I'm already responsible for Mum's death. I caused

it. She got cancer 'cause of my weakness. Why? Why haven't I been

stronger?"

`Miss Satan would you pay attention please?´ I looked up to come face

to face with Mr. Harris. He looked angry. `Now, what's the answer of

my question?´ "Great! I don't even know the question." `Miss Satan,

I'm still waiting for your answer!´ He made his way back to his desk,

when I felt somebody tapping on my shoulder. I turned my head in the

direction and looked into Gohan's smiling face. He told me the answer.

`Thank you, Gohan-Kun!´I whispered back. `Miss Satan!´ Mr. Harris said.

`Ummm...Rome was founded by Romolus and Remus, twins I guess, who were

raised by a female wolf. The city of Rome was named after Romolus, the

elder brother. But it's just a legend.´ I said slowly. `That's right,

Miss Satan!´ " Puh! That was close.Gohan's always helping me out of

trouble, even when I'm crime fighting he's there for me. Does he love

me? Do I love him? And if can I let him into my heart? No!He's too nice,

too sexy, too smart to die."

The bell rang, finally. I was on my way home, when I heard somebody call

my name. I turned around. It was Gohan. He walked towards me saying: `Wait

Videl-San! What's wrong with you? You've been totally absent in history

today. You've always been interested in the roman culture, you like Italy.

What's goin' on?´ I looked to my feet. He stood in front of me, placing

his hands on mmy shoulders. I jerked. It felt so warm. His voice, so soft.

Then I looked into his coal black eyes which were filled with love, care

and understanding. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. `I've never seen

you crying and I don't want to do now.´He said before wiping my tears off

and taking me in his arms. It felt so good, so right. " Shall I tell him?

Can I tell him?" I smiled weakly and decided to tell him everything.

`Gohan I...I'll tell you. Can we go to my place?´ He nodded softly and

follwed me to ``my´´ mansion. We went up to my room where Gohan sat down

onto my bed and I looked out of the French window, sadly. Then I told him

whole story, my fears, my pain, my hopes. I finished and Gohan sat there

silently. He understood me. He stood up, walked behind me and wrapped his

arms around my waist. `Videl-San, I have the same fears, the same hopes

you have. I'm responsible for my father's death, too, I have told you.

That day I haven't talked to my mother and I don't even have a close

relationship to my lil' brother.´ He smiled sadly. `But together we'll

manage it, won't we?´ I nodded.

Now ten years later, Gohan and I are married and have a child. She's a

little whirlwind named Pan. With her four years, she fills our lives with

joy and happiness. And I really must say my love for Gohan is still as big

as it was at the first day, perhaps even bigger. `Right, Gohan-Chan?´ I

say with a grin on my lips. My husband looks at me a huge smile on his

handsome face. `Yupp totally right, babe!´ He takes me in his strong arms

and walks up he stairs straight into our bedroom. After a long, passionate

kiss, he kicks shut and starts pulling out my clothes...