Um…hi! * ducks sharp objects * I'm kinda sorry for not updating. Teachers at my school love to pile on the homework near the end of the year. I didn't even have time to talk with my sis (sorry Mel). But I'm back now so you might as well stop complaining. We're nearing the end of our story now *one tear*. Hope you've all enjoyed it so far. If you haven't already, go check out my other fic "When I Returned". I think it's a lot better written than this one but it's a bit more serious. With that said, on we go.

I'm Dreaming of a White…August?!

            Trunks glared at Gohan, who had fallen out of his seat laughing. Videl was shaking with silent laughter so hard that it looked like she was having a spasm or something. Trunks thought about blasting them, but rejected it, thinking it probably wasn't the best idea to blast the man who had just blown him through a couple walls. On top of that, if Videl was even slightly toasted, Gohan would personally rip his head off. Trunks scowled and returned to shoveling down food.

            Gohan finally managed to drag himself back into his chair and tossed an evil smirk at Trunks, shared a triumphant smile with Videl, and then began inhaling food faster than the human eye could see. Videl just shook her head and ate as much as she could before Gohan began to steal food off her plate. After trying futilely to keep Gohan away from her plate, she surrendered to the inevitable and pushed her plate towards Gohan. He gave her a huge grin and within seconds, all the remaining food on her plate was gone. She shook her head," Gohan what am I gonna do with you."

            Gohan smirked," You could give me more food."

            Vide was about to say some smartass remark when she felt a small tug one her shirt. She looked down and saw Pan standing there with the most adorable look on her face. "I'm still hungry, mommy."

            Videl smiled," How about we go find out if they have any food left in the kitchens. Alright, honey?" (Ahhhh, how cute) Pan nodded and they left in the direction of the kitchens.

            Both Gohan and Trunks mouth had fallen open as they stared after the two girls. Gohan managed to speak," Pan…called…Videl…mommy." Gohan's mind began working again and he made mental pictures of both girls and compared them. The shock nearly dropped his jaw again. He turned to Trunks," How could we have missed it?"

            Trunks just shook his head. The resemblance was incredible. Trunks mentally shook himself. Just because Videl and Gohan got together in his timeline didn't mean that they would in this time too.

            Mini-Gohan finished eating and looked around. He had distinctly heard the word 'mommy' and he instinctively looked around for Videl. He didn't see her anywhere and looked up at Gohan. "I'm tired daddy." His father jumped and looked down at him. Gohan smiled. While Pan had a strong resemblance to Videl, there was no difference at all between Gohan and his son. He reached down and ruffled his son's hair," We'll wait until Videl and Pan get back, ok?"

            Mini-Gohan yawned as he finally caught sight of his twin. He was aware of how tired he was, but he refused to show it. He began to walk with his father toward Videl and Pan.

            Gohan made a decision NOT to tell her about his discovery until he was absolutely sure that this was the woman he was going to mate with. He smiled at Videl as the rejoined and began to walk to their rooms. Glancing out the window, Gohan saw that the sun was only just setting.

            They arrived at Videl's room and Gohan, not wanting to part with Videl yet, thought hard. Before Videl could go in Gohan said," It's still pretty early to go to bed. Do you wannna watch a movie or something." Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes.

For some reason Gohan was becoming more and more protective of her. He tried to tell himself that something might happen to her, but with all the remaining members of the powerful Saiyan race under one roof, it was unlikely. He knew the answer. He just didn't want her to leave him. He wanted her by his side so much that he would make up the lamest excuse possible if it meant staying with her. He was attached to this human girl, and there was nothing he could do about it. Not that he wanted to.

            Videl, who had been trying to make up a similar reason for not having Gohan leave, smiled and said she would love too. The two children were barely staying on their feet by the time they made it back to Gohan's room. Gohan, being a friend of Bulma's, had a much nicer room than Videl and so it was natural the he should actually have a VCR and she didn't.

            They immediately put the two children to bed and kissed them goodnight. They quietly closed the door and walked into what served as a living room. There was a TV and a chair made of white leather. No couch. Unless one of them wanted to sit on the floor or in the kitchen, they would have to share the chair (I wonder how that could have happened. MG whistles innocently). Gohan randomly picked a movie from the rack that was standing beside the TV and put it in. He was preparing to sit down on the floor, when Videl touched his shoulder. Glancing at her, Gohan saw she had moved as far over in the chair as she could, trying to give Gohan enough room to sit down. All the previews were over by the time they got comfortable. Gohan had to push back a blush at the proximity of their bodies. Videl wasn't really even sitting in the chair. She was in Gohan's lap more than anything. They both tried to ignore the strange emotions running through them and concentrate on the movie, which turned out to be some incredibly sappy romance. After ten minutes, Gohan could tell that Videl was asleep. Her head was now nuzzled under his chin and somewhere in those ten minutes, Gohan had slipped his arm around her waste.

            Gohan studied the beautiful girl that was asleep on top of him. He gently stroked her cheek as she slept and it occurred to him that he didn't deserve her. He had the blood of many people on his hands. Evil people, but people none-the-less. His innocence was gone and here he was, a killer with an angel sleeping on him. Gohan smiled at the thought. That's what she was. Videl was an angel! He banished any undeserving thoughts as he continued to stroke her cheek. He made a decision right then. If anything ever happened to her, he would kill whoever had done it. Even if it was himself.

            He gingerly picked Videl up, trying not to wake her, but she stirred anyway. She gave him a sleepy smile and wrapped her arms around his neck. Gohan once again thought of how lucky he was as he walked into his room. Videl had already fallen asleep again and he gently placed her on the bed. He was about to was about to go back into the living room to sleep in the chair when he realized that Videl still had her arms around his neck and she didn't seem to have any inclination of letting go. Gohan took a second to think before he glanced around nervously, even though there was no one else in the room. Once he was sure that there was no ki in the area, he crawled into the bed next to Videl. Videl sighed in her sleep and buried her head into his chest. Gohan couldn't help but smile and he leaned his head over so that it was resting on Videl's. He was out within a minute.

About an hour later, Mirai Trunks opened the door and crossed through the living room to the first bedroom he saw. He peeked inside and saw Gohan's kids sleeping peacefully. He moved on to the other door and looked inside. His heart nearly stopped. Inside were Gohan and Videl. Videl was using Gohan's chest as a pillow and had an arm draped over him. Gohan had unconsciously put an arm around Videl and pulled her even closer to him. Trunks felt a pang of jealousy that he quickly squashed. He quietly closed the door and walked back into the living room. Guess it's the chair for me.

            Videl was the first to wake. She woke with a start as she realized she was lying on something warm…and breathing. She stared up into Gohan's sleeping face. She imitated Gohan and began to stroke his cheek softly. He stirred and he cracked an eye open. He gave her a tired grin," Sleep well?"

            "Never slept better in my entire life. I had a nice pillow." Gohan didn't answer her. He was staring out the window. She glanced out and did a double-take. Everything was white. She shook her head and looked again. There had to be at least six feet of snow on the ground! She was nearly thrown off the bed as Gohan jump to his feet. He ran to the window and threw it open. Warm summer air greeted him. His confusion was etched on his every feature. Gohan turned from the window, confusion now replaced with anger. She asked him a silently asking what the hell was going on. She got a one word answer," Dende."

            One hour later Gohan was sitting in front of a panicking Bulma. With Videl by his side of course. "We've tried everything Gohan! We can't send trucks out for supplies. We've tried to send supply jets out but they make it fifty feet from the building before lighting blows them out of the sky! We're all gonna starve!"

            That caught Gohan's attention. Dende had lost it. He was killing people and was about to starve the entire building. He set his genius mind to work, trying to hit upon a solution, but it was Videl that spoke first," Why don't you just get Gohan to melt a path for the trucks?"

            Bulma was about to wave the idea away but Gohan held up a hand," That could work. You can just have the trucks follow me. Simple."

            Bulma was still shaking her head," You won't be able to find any drivers. After what happened to the supply jets, there's no way in hell that they'll go out there."

            "I'll do it." Videl said quietly.

            Gohan was on his feet faster than either of the two women could follow," No!"

            Videl stood too, and spoke heatedly," Oh really?! And why not?!"

            "There's no way I'm going to risk losing you out there, Videl!"

            "Gohan, I'm going!"

            "She's right Gohan." Bulma broke in," There's no one else that will do it."

            "Shut up, Bulma!" Gohan snapped (Gohan's fighting a losing battle. Its nearly impossible to win an argument with an angry woman). Gohan turned to Videl and his expression softened," Please, Videl."

            Videl nearly caved. Gohan wasn't speaking as a young boy who was nagging for something. He wasn't speaking as a baby that was crying for something. He was speaking as a man that had lost everything, a man that had walked the line of insanity. A man who had fought with everything in his soul and found out that it still wasn't enough. All of this was nearly enough for Videl to give in. Keyword: nearly.

            Videl walked over to where Gohan sat and pulled him into a hug and whispered the best three words she could have said," I trust you."

            Gohan squeezed her so hard that it was nearly painful, but she didn't say a word. She only hugged him back.

            Bulma stared at the couple. She cleared her throat but the two didn't move. " I'm sure your both very moved right now, but we really can't-"

            "SHUT UP, BULMA!!!!" came the simultaneous shouts.

            The roar of the trucks motor alerted Gohan that Videl was ready. Gohan steeled himself as the huge door in front of them creaked open. Snow came blowing in. Gohan frowned. It was warm. The snow was warm. Gohan cleared it from his mind and began gathering his energy. The blast had to be big enough to clear a path for a truck but weak enough so that he could control it. He smiled. A blue ball of energy formed in front of his outstretched hand. It got bigger and bigger until it was a good 12 feet wide. Much bigger than the truck but relatively weak. It could be likened to a basketball, mostly air inside. The trick was pretty simple. Gohan had been trying to perfect the opposite of this: compressing the energy so that it appeared much weaker than it actually was.

            Gohan let the ball fly and watched it shoot down the driveway, easily melting all the snow. He held up his hand and the ball stopped as it came to the end of the driveway. He quickly made his way to the end and waited for Videl to follow him. Once the truck caught up, he moved the ball down the street and once again followed in its wake.

This continued for several miles until they finally drew some unwanted attention. Thunder boomed over head and lightning shot down from the sky. It hit Gohan dead on. And while it didn't hurt, its force was strong enough to blow him through a nearby building. Insane laughter filled the air.

            "Gohan!" Videl shouted. She hopped out of the truck and began to run toward the hole in the wall.

            Gohan shook his head a little to clear it and stood up. He looked on in horror as Videl ran toward him. Time seemed to slow down as thunder boomed again and lightning began to crackle down from the heavens. Gohan leapt forward, trying to move faster than the speed of light. He grabbed Videl the instant before the lightning hit the ground where she had stood. The spot exploded taking the front half of the truck with it.

 Gohan allowed himself a sigh of relief. It was only then that he felt the warm blood flow over his hands. He looked down and saw Videl staring at a long piece of glass that was sticking through her chest. She looked up at Gohan and gave him a weak smile," I'm sorry, love." And her eyes fluttered closed and her ki vanished. Gohan closed his eyes against the incredible pain that was growing inside him. It didn't help. He buried his head into Videl's hair, sobbing. He began to shake, his sorrow combining with the fury that was rapidly building within him. He could feel himself slipping and he didn't even try to stop it. His hair began to grow a little but it didn't turn gold (here you go Mel). Red fur began grow over his body and he could feel his canines lengthen. He heard a small ripping sound as his tail grew back into place. Everything within a mile was instantly vaporized but the entire world felt Gohan's rage as the ground began to tremble. Once the dust settled only two figures remained. Anybody watching would have seen a man covered in fur slowly stand to his feet. He kept his head down, and tears could be seen slowly falling to the earth. He bent over and picked up the motionless figure that lay at his feet. Then they both vanished.

Now that I've lost half of the audience due to Videl dieing, and another 25 % at the fact that Gohan has gained the final two levels of Super Saiyan in less than 48 hours, I'll reward the remaining fourth with an extra long chapter. I might even finish the fic in this one.

Vegeta stood in front of Capsule Corp. How could the kid gain this much power? The answer appeared in front of him. A strange man appeared in front of him carrying the body of Gohan's mate. He stared into the cold lifeless eyes of the man. He jumped. He had seen this look before. It was the look in Gohan's eyes just after his father had died. Vegeta choked. This was Gohan.

A low voice came from the completely new Gohan," If anything happens to her body Vegeta, I'll kill you." He gently set Videl's body on the ground. Then he vanished.

Up on the Lookout, Piccolo was staring down at the earth incredulously. Gohan had gained yet another form of Super Saiyan. The kid was incredible. He had gained four forms of Super Saiyan within a decade. He glanced back at Dende, who was cackling maniacally. Piccolo suddenly felt a flicker of energy. That was all. He dived in front of Dende, shielding him. It didn't matter. The form of an incredibly pissed Gohan shot passed him, taking his entire right arm with it. He heard a choking noise and whirled around. Dende was being held by his neck with his feet nearly three feet off the ground.

Gohan spoke," I made a vow that if anything ever happened to Videl, I would kill the one responsible for it. You must have heard it Dende. You usually here that type of stuff. But you killed her anyway. I said I would kill anyone, Dende. ANYONE!!! AND THAT DOESN'T EXCLUDE YOU!!!" Gohan raised his free hand and a glowing ball of energy formed there. He glanced at Piccolo, daring him to try to stop him. Piccolo only nodded. Gohan paused…for nearly half a second before he blew off Dende's head. Gohan threw the headless corpse into the air before he blasted it, leaving only a few ashes to drift to the ground.

"Do you feel better now, Gohan."

"Yes Piccolo I do."

 "Then perhaps you'll tell me how you plan to wish your mate back."

Piccolo just stared at Gohan. He caught on after a few seconds and shook his head," Sorry kid, my days as the guardian of earth are-" Piccolo stopped short as a ki blast whizzed through the air and stopped just short of his face,"-just beginning."

I guess I'll keep this fic around a bit longer. But I'm almost done so if there's anything you'd like to see happen before this fic ends, you'd better speak now.

I'm gonna start a new fic after this one is done and I would like ta have your opinion on what it should be about

A) a more serious sequal to this fic in which Gohan and Vegeta go in search of any survivors of the Saiyan race.

B) An Inuyasha fic ( I really want ta do this one)

Pick one