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Bollywood".
Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter
('·.¸('·.¸Chapter Four: The Deal¸.·'´)¸.·'´)
The night grew on for Gohan and Videl as they strolled side by side on an unpopulated beach. The sky was clear and the air was breezy. The water body lapped onto the sandy shore. It was indeed a pleasant setting; however it didn't calm down Gohan. He glanced down at Videl nervously and noticed that she didn't appear mad or angry. He supposed that was a good sign.
Videl was deep in thought, holding her heels in her hand. She kicked the dusty sand under her feet, just to be a little distracted. As they both heard the ocean slapping hard onto the land, she abruptly stopped, turning to the water to watch it very closely.
"So let me get this straight, because you're young and mate-less, your mother has blackmailed you to find a Saiyan girlfriend. And that's where I come in." Videl paused and let out an odd laugh. "Do you honestly think it'll work?" she asked, not looking at Gohan
Gohan nodded quickly and repeated his deal, "You could pass for a Saiyan! My mom would fall for it since you have a distinct, strong high ki. You just have to pretend to be my girlfriend until my cousin gets…ma… married."
Videl swallowed hard. "How long will it take?"
Gohan rubbed his hands together. "Hopefully less than five months." He was careful to not stress the word 'hopefully'.
Suddenly Videl began walking on the cool sand again but at a much slower pace. When she saw Gohan by her side she smiled and then exclaimed, "Can I be an abandoned child from Planet Vegeta? No wait. My parents left me to my aunt, and she was a warrior who abused me on a daily basis and sometimes left me to be molested by drunken men. But then sadly she mysteriously died and left her bounty money all to me!" There was a glint of excitement in her eyes. That only concerned Gohan.
"How do you think of this stuff?" the Saiyan asked curiously, his left eye twitching slightly.
She shrugged, her smile fading as the wind did so too. But that was only temporary. "Don't ask."
Gohan did what she asked and did not comment. Boldly he stopped, grabbing her wrist to force her to look up at him. "Does that mean you'll do it?"
Videl frowned and let out a big sigh. "Are you absolutely and positively sure about this?" the blue-eyed female asked again in one breath. She was indeed a lively one.
Gohan indicated agreement with a long nod. "I know it sounds weird, but I'm dead serious."
Videl nodded slowly before narrowing her eyes at the young man.
He saw it and became suspicious. "What?"
A frown replaced her short-lived smile. "Before anything we got to lay down some ground rules. First off, no sex. I also shouldn't be forced doing things that I'm uncomfortable with such as French kissing you in public. And second, I must be home before eleven."
"Sounds fair," Gohan commented.
She looked away from him. "Third, I want to stay in a five star hotel."
"Don't push it."
Her blue eyes snapped at him. "Four star."
He glared at her. "Do you ever stop—er—" he halted, knowing that she would just ague with him further. "Fine." Gohan could already see that she was hardheaded. That was okay. Most female Saiyans were—just like his mother.
Videl looked up at him, not losing the spirit of bargaining. "And I think there's a payment for this?" she asked expectedly.
He nodded slowly. "How much do you want? I got twenty thousand—" This is what he was afraid of… the price…
"I want fourty thousand in zeni and fourty thousand in U.S. currency," was her short, subtle demand.
The Saiyan gave her a heated glare and repressed a growl, submitting. The look and tone she used suggested that she wasn't going to back down.
The dark haired female saw this and her frown only deepened. "Don't give me that look. For what we know, this might take over a year. I say this is a good deal."
Gohan sighed, looking defeated, exasperated—and dreadfully irritated. "Okay, fine, you win."
Videl took out her hand with a plastered smile. Clearing her throat she caught Gohan's attention. When he saw her outstretched hand, he cautiously took her tiny hand in his grasp, slightly shaking it.
"I hope it will be nice doing business with you," she said sweetly, her mood entirely changing.
Gohan returned the forced smile. "Yeah, I hope, or else I'm dead," he thought mentally. "Tomorrow or so we'll get started and transform you into a true Saiyan," he said out loud.
Videl made a genuine smile, finding that idea quite amusing. "Sure Gohan. Whatever you say. You're the one paying me. So you just call me, okay?"
The tall man nodded, not sure what he was getting himself into—but that thought did not ruin his confidence. Even now, there was no way and no doubt in his mind that his plan would fail…
The deal has its many surprises, and you can bet there were some for the both of them.
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To be continued
Next chapter: The Unpleasant Day (well that's the proposed title at least)
¸¸.·´¨`¤ GD's end of the chapter remarks ¤´¨`·.¸
Another short chapter! *sigh* The next chapter I promise will be longer. And my flame—the will—for writing this story had entirely died out.
*sigh* And Chichi… she rocks. Without her, Gohan wouldn't have met Videl.
Oh and Nitte iz, Videl is the Wild Card in Gohan's game. ^^
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