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The Young and the Mate-less
Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter
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Gohan sat in his car and turned to the side to face Videl. With a serious look on his face he took in a big breath and asked, "Are you ready?"
Videl never gave him eye contact, and continued to stare straight ahead. She gulped hard and shut her eyes. "I'm scared," she whispered. "What if they find out—what if they don't like me…?" Videl wasn't one to be pessimistic or tell anyone when she was scared. She wasn't one to show or give away when and how she was vulnerable, but today, at that moment, it didn't look like she had a choice. This thing—this job—was really nerve wrecking. And it's not like she had experience with this type of situation. She never had to pull a stunt like this before. And…and… ahhh! She wanted to let out a good scream before she started her job.
Videl began breathing in and out, trying to build her confidence. When she opened her eyes and turned her head to Gohan, she found his warm eyes staring back at her. "I can do this," she finally whispered.
"Good," Gohan said coolly, getting out of his car. Once Videl was by his side he took one good look at her. She wore a royal blue dress with spaghetti straps. The material felt like silk, but it was tougher than that—especially when Videl was warned that she might have to fight or do any activity that regular silk couldn't handle. She also requested a slit in the front of the dress, which went straight up to the middle of her thighs. It wasn't a big of a slit since the dress ended at her calf. The dress was also very loyal to Videl's curves, displaying herself modestly yet enticingly. Fortunately, it made no signs of ripping of flying up in an indecent matter. Gohan thought she looked very…appealing. Well she had to be…
"Gohan, why are you looking at me like that?" Videl questioned. She really didn't like his stare one bit. Having his full attention made her feel weak to the knees—and it was nerve wrecking. At the moment, she didn't need another factor to make her confidence dip or shatter.
Gohan blinked twice and opened his mouth to respond and explain. But nothing came out for at least ten seconds, and the look on Videl's face made him flinch. "You look nice, that's all," Gohan finally said. If he was nervous, he did a good job hiding it.
Videl made a soft "ooh," before facing the door with her arm wrapped with her 'boyfriend's'. In silence they walked to the door and before Gohan pressed the button to the ring the bell, Videl looked at him worriedly. "Gohan, there's something I need to tell you."
Gohan was too nervous to notice the sudden need in her voice. He was too preoccupied to notice how guilty she looked. "Whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait," he responded. Not even bothering to look at her face, he rang the doorbell while straightening out his dark blue shirt and suit jacket.
Videl was going to protest but instead she held her breath as she waited for the door to open.
In less than ten seconds (yes Videl counted), the door flew opened. There was Krillin standing there with a corny smile on his face. This calmed Videl down for a bit but once he let them inside, Videl saw how many people there were. There was no point counting how many there were—aliens or not. Her heart began to thump harder when Krillin called on Chichi. Videl bit her lip and hid under another mask.
There was a woman, no younger than forty, wearing a simple satin black dress. It hugged tightly to her chest right to her torso and in certain places it was bare, showing off her hard muscles. It wasn't huge; it wasn't too small; it was perfectly toned. Videl smiled when Chichi smiled at Gohan, then at her. Videl was relieved when Chichi appeared to be calm and nice. If she had an outgoing caring attitude, then that'll help a lot.
Chichi approached them with that same smile that Videl saw. Her coloured lips were figuratively stretched ear to ear and her eyes shimmered when it was on her son.
When she reached the couple she immediately kissed Gohan on the cheek. Then with the same grace and attitude, Chichi's attention went onto Videl.
"You're Gohan's…girlfriend," Chichi began.
Videl looked up at Gohan, who only smiled, then back at Chichi. "Yeah."
"This is Videl, Mom," Gohan introduced. "And Videl," he looked at Chichi, "this is my mother, Chichi."
"Hello Mrs…?" Videl began.
"Just call me Chichi dear and if you're comfortable with this, you can call me Mother."
Videl was a little taken back with her…what do you call it… overconfidence and boldness. But then again, she had no reason to be surprised. Videl was warned about this by Gohan—and Krillin—and she was damn well paid to pull this off right.
So Videl just made a nice, fake smile and replied, "Yes Chichi."
There was a flash of anger over Chichi's face but it disappeared as fast as it appeared. And that same cheery smile was on her face. That was a good sign. Suddenly, Chichi called out, "Hey Krillin take pictures of my two princesses!"
Videl, again, was a little taken back with this woman's boldness, but again, she should just go with the flow and not argue. The blue-eyed young adult just smiled pleasantly and played a long. She gave Gohan a look before meeting with Gohan's cousin.
"So you're Videl that Gohan was talking about?" Rita questioned.
Videl nodded slowly. "Yup, here in the flesh!"
Suddenly Gohan's cousin looked almost amazed. That freaked Videl out for a second.
"What's wrong?"
"Your beautiful," the girl confessed, and then laughed. "I have no idea where Gohan found you." Then she laughed again. Videl couldn't help but let out a small one. Laughing is contagious. Once someone starts it, it will spread. And laughing is supposedly good for you health.
Krillin approached the girls with a still-camera in his hand. "Girls smile!"
Videl and Rita stood back to back and poised as if they were divas. Krillin snapped some pictures and then they changed positions. The looked like they had fun—changing their looks, sticking out their tongue… they were acting foolish at times, but it was just for having a good time.
Meanwhile, Gohan stood by a pillar in his house, drinking some beer. An alien, or more accurately a Saiyan, passed by him with a vicious smile. "Wow Gohan. Someone can choose the ladies. Humans or Saiyan, you can choose 'em!" And playful he patted Gohan on the shoulder. Gohan just rolled his eyes and gave him a death glare, not pausing when he drank the alcoholic beverage.
Goten, with a new floating camera, sat upstairs and peeped down. He was supposedly spying on everyone, video taping everyone's bad habits, like double dipping for an example. His attention darted back and forth on different people until he saw the flashes of light, which would be from Krilin's camera. One of his eyebrows shot up when he saw Videl. Immediately the teen grabbed his camera and zoomed in on Gohan's new girlfriend. Sort of smiling, Goten whispered, "Woah, she's hott."
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Bardock sat in a chair with crossed arms, watching and observing the people around him, mainly Gohan and Videl. He watched the female carefully and noted that she acted like a Saiyan: confident and secured. Despite not having a tail, Bardock was actually 'okay' with her. The scar faced man looked back at Gohan, who was only sipping on his beer and starring at Videl. Bardock supposed that was also 'okay', and if she made his grandson happy, then Bardock was satisfied. A genuine smile was spread on his face. More than anything else, he wanted to test out Videl's abilities and power. From what he can read, it was pretty low (since she might be suppressing it), but Bardock could see how toned her leg and arm muscles were. He could tell by just looking at her that she had some kind of training in her life. Bardock just had to wait at the right moment to challenge her, that's all.
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Everyone stood outside the mansion with glasses of wine in their hands. The area looked scenic since Chichi had hired people to add in extra fairy lights, making the area more attractive for the couple—er—both couples. The first, Gohan's cousin and her future mate. They were always around each other—not having enough from their partner. The next was Gohan and Videl. They seemed to be separated all the time. Gohan's relatives and friends couldn't have enough of his 'girlfriend'. She was like a piece of fresh meat that nobody has tasted in his or her lives.
Gohan gulped down another glass of wine and looked around. He spotted his cousin and his future cousin-in-law, talking to people with happy faces. He spotted Goten walking around with his camera—mostly looking for candid pictures. Gohan even spotted his grandfather talking to one of Chichi's relatives, rather than sleeping, eating or training. The only person that Gohan couldn't seem to find was his 'girlfriend.' He strained his eyes—and still he couldn't find her—or feel her ki within the group of people. Gohan silently cursed. If this girl left—he swore he was going to hunt her down and murder her. But surely—she would have pride—and confidence. Surely Videl wouldn't have chickened out.
Chichi looked at the radiating full moon before scanning the patio area for Gohan's girlfriend. She frowned, not able to find her. The shrill of Rita's scream knocked her out of her thoughts.
"Daddy!!" Rita screamed, running in Radditz arms.
Everyone turned to the door and found a large man standing there with a small smirk on his face. He welcomed his daughter's hug and even kissed her. It was years since he seen her—or the rest of the family. Radditz even gave Bardock a hard hug. Though when he was faced to Gohan, Goten and Chichi, he froze for a moment. The look on their faces said that they were expecting Kakarott. Radditz warmly frowned and pulled Chichi in an embrace, whispering, "I'm sorry."
Chichi was stunned and pulled away. Tears began to film in her eyes while she choked out, "Sorry?" Protectively Gohan stood beside his mother. With his free hand (since his other had the wine glass), he put a hand on her shoulder. Goten followed.
"Kakarott didn't come. Though he'll be here in one month."
All three of them, and Bardock, let out a sigh of relief and happiness. However, Chichi still looked somewhat confused and worried.
Radditz explained. "When Krillin sent word that my daughter found a suitable mate—Kakarott insisted that I go back to Earth to be with her. So I did at the expense of him doing the work by himself to wrap things up."
Surprisingly Bardock did not feel disgusted by his younger son's actions. Maybe there was a plus for Goku to live with humans. It made him kinder and more compassionate towards his brother, risking himself to prolong the wait to reunite himself and his family. Bardock slowly nodded understandingly when Radditz gave him an "I'm sorry" look.
Radditz looked back at Chichi and then at Gohan and Goten. His eyes widened at how much they grew, especially Goten. He never met the kid. It was funny that he wasn't surprised with the way his daughter turned out to be. Radditz had seen pictures of her.
Gohan turned to his teenage brother. "Goten, this is Uncle Radditz, dad's brother."
Goten stared up at his uncle as if he was trying to memorize his face and features. "Nice to meet you."
"Same," Radditz said, grinning. "So, I bet you guys want to know how your father is doing?"
They, including Chichi, nodded.
"He hasn't aged or changed a bit. Lucky bastard." Radditz was well aware how the affairs and customs of other planets and people affected him. It wasn't just that, it was his brother. His damn brother made him… nicer. He was almost disgusted with himself.
Chichi and Gohan looked relieved at that. The last thing they wanted was a returned father who was cruel and hardened due to his work. Goten, on the other hand, did not feel anything. He was still left in the dark. The teen he never met his father, and he did not—no—could have not cared that much.
A servant walked by and handed a glass full of liquor to Radditz. He happily took it and gulped down the contents. "So what are you guys doing? Didn't I come for the fight? We need entertainment."
Chichi looked at her watch and sighed. "Yeah, the people that we're supposed to aren't on time!"
Raditz looked at her warily. "Well we can just take of that. You don't need to hire people."
And it was then they heard a soft melody written in their language. Though it was soft, it grew louder and louder. Soon everyone came to a halt when a person approached, responsible for the Saiyan tune. As she neared and neared, the crowd figured that it was female from the outline of her body and her hair. Finally everyone they saw Videl in a lightly different apparel.
Everyone was surprised. Gohan was the most shocked because there he saw something that he never knew she could obtain.
A tail.
At that moment he dropped his glass to the floor. It crashed and shattered into many pieces, just like his good feelings for her. Gohan felt dangerously betrayed and almost devastated. Why didn't she tell him before that she was a Saiyan? Why did she play him for a fool? His jaw only dropped as he watched her, apprehensive to it all.
Videl gave Radditz a sly look. "I heard you wanted to see a fight. How about we have a friendly spar?"
Radditz grinned. It's been ages since he had a 'friendly' fight with a female. He desired to feel excited by a female one again. "And who are you?"
Videl smirked at him and pointed to Gohan with a delicate, manicured finger. "His potential mate." She didn't speak in their language, but the way she said it, she definitely had the thick accent.
Radditz looked at the still shocked Gohan. He figured that it was okay to fight with her since his nephew didn't say anything. Innocently, Raditz shrugged and took a step closer to her. "So should I go easy on you?"
Videl's smirk sharpened. "No, I like it rough." Then, very easily, she raised one of her eyebrows inquisitively.
At that moment Gohan's shock intensified. He suddenly became more angered with Videl. How dare she—argh! Gohan actually pictured his Uncle and his girlfriend in the same bed. There was a part of him that felt protective of her and jealous of his Uncle. Silently, with narrowed and shocked eyes, he watched them exchange petty blows. They—Videl and Raditz—were definitely not serious in their little bout. If they were Videl would have been hurt. Fortunately she wasn't. In their little combat, however, they allowed each other to recover. They allowed each other to touch each other in a way that would happen on a date. They allowed each other to put up a 'nice' show. Gohan became sick, slightly disturbed—and at the same time, didn't realize how concerned and attached he became with Videl.
What ever he felt for her—those nice warm feelings—had now washed away.
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Later, after Raditz's and Videl's little spar, Gohan was still in a state of shock and in anger. He stood in the pool house with a frown on his face, holding a glass of wine in his hands. Gohan questioned bitterly on why his mother lit so many candles around the room, making it seem more romantic. He swore. It was a pretty sight, but for some reason, it only fouled his mood.
"You wanted to see me," came the voice behind him.
Gohan turned around and saw Videl in the clothes that he had originally intended for her to wear throughout the whole night. Though she was a pleasant sight with a pretty smile on her face, he was too distraught to be nice.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were Saiyan?" he asked, trying not to look a little furious.
By her relentless glare, she did not feel guilty even if she felt slightly bad for upsetting Gohan. Videl never intended him to be hurt, just as his hoarse voice betrayed, but it wasn't her fault. "You never asked," was her simple explanation. "So I didn't exactly lie to you."
His left eye twitch and this time, he threw the glass on the floor. Surprisingly she didn't wince or move at all by his outrage. "With holding the truth is just as bad!"
Her eyes still looked brilliant, even by the candlelight. They narrowed down, not in hatred, but in disbelief. "Well it wasn't like I didn't try to tell you. You wouldn't listen to me when we came here."
He stared at her, knowing she was right—yet he couldn't let it go so easily.
"And besides," Videl said just above a whisper, "I'm not all Saiyan. My father is a human. My mother is the Saiyan. I'm mixed."
Well now was certainly a time to confide in Gohan. His face softened up a bit, having a bit more compassion for her. He looked at her more carefully. Was it just Gohan or did she look more heavenly by candlelight? Or were his eyes playing tricks? Should he not be surprised that she was attractive because of the mixed blood? Or should he believe otherwise? He felt more confused, and little more betrayed. It was definite that the information that she spilled was a bit more comforting, and explained a lot…
Gohan haven't realized that five minutes have passed. She was still starring at him with those passive eyes—reminding him of the silence between them. He made a sound, a sound that resembled a cough and a choke before he had spoken again. "It's been a long day. Krillin will take you home. You'll await my call for tomorrow." They were short sentences created by his distracted thoughts. The way he looked at her, was weird. At first he saw her as a companion, an acquaintance. Soon it turned to a nuisance, a not so pleasant outlook towards her. Then at the party, he started to like her; but he then became sour when she 'lied' to him, and played very nice with his Uncle. If he was a 'true' Saiyan, not corrupted and changed by human's opinions and lifestyle, he might have thought otherwise. Finally, now, looking at her—he was unsure. He had to sleep on it. And even with that stunt she pulled, she was still his—Videl was still his employee. Without another word he walked out, leaving a stunned yet calm Videl.
The half Saiyan watched him leave and she surprisingly didn't feel upset with his outburst, or hate that he may be feeling towards her. She had her reasons of withholding the truth. Half Saiyan half human people weren't so quite common yet in this word. Is she had told him; he might not want her to play his girlfriend. Or would he? He was a strange guy, she soon realized. The careful way he looked at her gave her tingles that made her feel odd. She half liked that he was giving attention, and treating her fairly—yet half disliked being examined by those dark, fuzzy eyes. Suddenly, Videl was ripped out of her thoughts when she saw Gohan's mother, Chichi, walk through the door with a smile on her face.
"Videl! That was a wonderful little 'play' you put up there," Chichi affectionately commented.
Videl smiled back at the woman warmly, "Thanks. It was nothing really."
Chichi returned a smile before pompously asking, "Where are you staying?"
A little surprise flashed in her eyes. "In a hotel."
The skin between the older woman's eyes furrowed. "Why? Don't you stay with your parents?"
Videl began her 'act'. Her eyes slightly lost its happy glitter, only to become depressingly dull. Her lower lip trembled a bit while she sniffed. "No, they're…gone." Her breathing increased, making it sound she was going to cry.
Chichi felt for her as she assumed that her parents died and left the world. "Oh, my poor child," she said softly, grasping Videl's hands with her own. "Why don't you stay here," Chichi offered. "We have lots of rooms and I will be delighted for your company."
The half Saiyan was again quite baffled of Chichi's outgoing personality and boldness once again. Why did Gohan's mother trust her so easily, almost foolishly without care? A greater thought crossed her complicated mind. Did Gohan's choice in women—no—Gohan's lack of female contact—or in better words, have Gohan not go out with women that it made Chichi freakishly nice to Videl? It kind of clicked in her brain—why else would Gohan pay her?
"Videl?"
Chich's soft whisper bounced her out of her thoughts. Videl quickly smiled, showing off her dazzling white teeth. "Umm… okay. Sure."
Chichi patted Videl's hand and stared at the younger woman's face. Videl suddenly felt warm from this motherly love that Chichi was displaying and giving to her—yet she felt empty that she missed it with her mother.
"Alright, Krillin will show you to your room. I'll see you in the morning," came Chichi's polite voice. She made a broader smile and stroked Videl's silky hair back. Videl only made a coy smile and looked down, feeling quite strange. She then did the only thing that seemed fit. She bid Gohan's mother goodnight and retired to her fabulous guestroom.
The blue eyed, half Saiyan, never thought that things would get better than this…
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