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The Young and the Mate-less
Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter
Chapter Seven: The First Kiss
Videl wasn't sure what woke her up the next day. No noise or irritable light brought her out from her slumber. It may have been remembering where she was and what she was on.
Videl revealed one blue eye slowly, letting it wonder around her surroundings. She then smiled. Gohan's house. The guest room. Videl slowly sat up and smoothed her hair back for it was tangled in a mess. Next, she opened her arms out widely, and stretched hard. She made sure to hear her backbones crack delightfully, resulting in feeling more awakened for this new day.
The half Saiyan half smiled as she threw the comforter off her legs, revealing her royal blue silk pajama pants. Like a like child she shook them out before rolling on the comfy bed. Never had someone showed that they cared—and put her in a room like this! After a minute or so, Videl got up and opened the crimson drapes, revealing the bright morning sun. She turned her head back a bit as her eyes narrowed, a little surprised by the brilliant sunlight. Though it had caught her off guard, she soon welcomed it, allowing the rays warm her up. Videl hugged herself, not realizing how warm—not happy, but friendly—she felt.
The employee soon turned back and ran around the room, again, like some child. She was not going crazy, but just a little excited with the job's benefits. She also wasn't a bit surprised with Gohan's mother's estate. Videl made sure to relish the side dish.
Soon, after dancing oddly around the poles of the bed and exploring the guest's bathroom, Videl felt okay to face the rest of the household. She walked out of her room and headed down the hall, until she found Bardock's door ajar. Carefully she walked to the door and greeted, "Good morning Bardock."
Gohan's grandfather sat on a chair, meditating, waiting for food, or sleeping. He must have been meditating if her presence disturbed him. He made a little grunt sound and called Videl in. The scarred face man ordered her to sit on the bed, across of him.
Videl sat there with a smile on her face, as Bardock stared at her. She was not unnerved by those pair of black eyes, those same eyes that Gohan have, piercing in her own and soon over her features. She didn't flinch when Bardock reached out with his right hand and held her face.
Examining her, Bardock titled her head side to side in silence, not in the gentlest manner. Soon, he stopped and said what he was thinking out loud. "Nice body, good muscles… Acceptable nose and lips… Artificial eyebrows…"
At that, Videl lifted one up in question.
"You done them, I meant. Human desire for beauty had a tiny toll on you…" Bardock then made a small smile. "Your eyes could be smaller…"
Videl narrowed her eyes at him, and then laughed, finding it funny that he was actually checking on her.
Bardock too sort of found this amusing. This girl… she was something—thankfully not human. He then let his hand come back to his lap. "Where did you meet Gohan?"
She continued to stare at him, not blinking, but also giving him a pleasant, sharp smile. "At a bar."
Bardock smirked as quickly as he let a frown spill on his face. He knew why Gohan would be at the bar, but decided not to comment on it out loud. He settled to go onto another subject. "How long have you trained?"
Videl's smile didn't waver. "I began when I was little. It was my obsession I guess. Then after, it became an on and off thing."
"Do you still enjoy it?"
"Fighting?"
"Yes."
"Of course. It's in my veins."
The smirk and delighted mood that Bardock was in proved that he was satisfied with Videl.
Videl was a perceptive and observant girl; she saw what he was thinking. "Well, Bardock, I can tell by those fine muscles that you have, that you must enjoy fighting much more than I. Can I dare ask, what happened to your legs?" She, in a way, was trying to flatter him. It would probably work.
Bardock frowned. Not because of Videl invading his privacy (because he somewhat liked her curiosity), but because he remembered why. "I was involved with a war…"
"With humans," Videl finished for him.
He nodded. And she frowned. "Are they getting better?"
He nodded again, except this time there was a smile on his face. "I struggle to move them, but it's better than nothing."
She agreed, and soon their conversation went onto happier things, such as various deli meats… until Gohan was at the door. And he did not look happy.
He wore a more casual suit, one for the office, and had his hair up as he liked—in spikes. Shaved and ready to go to the office, he stared at Videl, frowning. His gaze soon turned on his grandfather and his mouth twitched. "Good morning grandfather. I hope you're having a nice time with Videl." His remark had traces of venom in it, but not enough for either Videl or Bardock to feel offended.
Bardock looked up at Gohan and gave him a tinniest hint of a smile. "Yeah, actually I am having a pleasant morning."
Gohan almost made a cut-eyed stare at them—mainly at Videl—before asking to speak to his girlfriend alone.
Videl, being a good employee, got up, sort of waved 'bye' to Bardock, and headed for Gohan. When they were face to face, Gohan didn't say anything. He just merely shook his head and walked for the stairs. Videl rolled her eyes at his sour mood and followed him until he stood still, which was at the middle of the stairs.
"Just because I hired you to play as my girlfriend, you shouldn't be making my family… like you so much!" Gohan said quickly, giving her a fierce look.
Videl let her shock show on her face, and in her eyes. "I thought I had to do that!" she countered in a calmer voice than what Gohan used.
Then out of nowhere, Chichi appeared at the top of the stairs, smiling, apparently overjoyed, albeit Goku hadn't returned last night. When she saw Gohan and Videl alone together she almost laughed. However when they abruptly stopped and looked at her sourly, Chichi narrowed her eyes suspiciously at them. "What are you two doing?"
Videl turned down at Gohan, with her back towards Chichi, harshly whispering, "Arguing!" She made this odd look that gave Gohan the clue that it was his fault.
Gohan fought to not roll his eyes and argue back at Videl. He looked up at his mother sweetly and said, "We're just talking." Gohan pulled Videl down beside him and he forced a smile on his face. Then slowly, almost hesitant, he kissed her surprisingly soft forehead. It caught Videl off guard.
"I was saying good bye to her," Gohan explained, wrapping one arm around her petite waist. He then looked down at Videl, glad that she was playing along by sweetly smiling. With his other hand, Gohan put it her forehead. "Oh my," he started, "you're feeling warm Videl. I think you should go back to bed and rest." He hissed 'bed', threatening her to do what he asked to avoid trouble.
Videl didn't have time to protest because Chichi's wide smile was almost laughable.
"Alright, I'm glad that you two aren't fighting," Chichi said before disappearing into one of the rooms.
Gohan immediately looked back on Videl, who only looked calm. Fighting not to leash his temper, he said, "I'm going to work now. And I meant what I said. Go to bed."
Videl snorted and crossed her arms over her chest. "You can't order me."
Gohan made a menacing smile. "Oh I think so. I'm the one paying you after all."
The half Saiyan frowned and glared, not saying anything else as she watched Gohan leave the house. So be it. She didn't have the last word, but that didn't matter. It wasn't like Gohan was home to see her 'not in bed'. He couldn't do anything about.
She snorted and unfolded her arms. There was something about him that pitied her—something that oddly saddened him. Videl never recalled seeing him in a happy mood. He was always depressing, just like the first time she met him in the bar. Videl's frown deepened as she thought on. She didn't really care why Gohan was this uptight, or not as cheerful as she wished he could be. She just wanted it—him—to change his attitude.
Videl smiled, finding another mission dealing with Son Gohan.
She wanted to see him happy. She just wanted to see him lighten up a bit.
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Goten sat in the front passenger seat of the car, watching his brother's girlfriend carefully, doubtfully. "I don't think Gohan would want you to drive one of his babies." When he meant babies, he meant a very expensive car; a Mercedes Benz.
Videl kept her eye on the road while listening to Goten's concern, and slipped a smile on her face. "Well I'm his girlfriend. Don't you think I get special privileges?"
Goten was a bit too silent before agreeing. He turned to her again and asked, "I thought you were sick?"
She frowned before she could stop herself. "Well, I'm a fast healer. I'm Saiyan, remember?"
Goten again agreed, and kept silent while Videl drove him to school. Soon they reached, getting attention by the car that Videl was driving in. It was easy for Goten to ignore this swelling nervousness because it was then he saw Trunks, his bitter rival. He quietly groaned and received a concerned looked from Videl.
Videl titled her head to the side and examined the purple haired Prince. "So this is Trunks, huh. I'm surprised that the King allowed him to study here," she commented with a normal tone.
Goten slowly nodded. "Yeah, I think his mother is the one who persuaded him. I wished she hadn't."
The female in the driver's seat smiled softly at the boy beside her. She valued and thought highly of his boyish charms. Even when Goten was negative and down, he still looked adorable—which oddly reminded her of Gohan. She sighed. "Now come on. It can't' be that bad. Even though he's royalty, he's supposed to have limits. Don't the teachers do anything?"
Goten unclenched his fists and rolled his eyes. "No. They are conveniently missing when they're needed."
Ah, that was sad. Bullies not caught that is.
"And if they were, they would probably do nothing. I think they're afraid of Trunks," Goten added, reading Videl's mind.
Videl sat back against the leather seat and gazed at Goten. "Well why won't you do something?" she suggested.
He looked at her if she was crazy. "What if I get expelled? Gohan isn't going to like that; or the King for that matter."
"Stand up for yourself."
"He has guards!"
"So, Goten, defending yourself is better than getting your ego bruise and bleed without a fight."
She did have a point, and Goten knew it. Then, his eyes widened when he spotted Kimberly. His heart fluttered a bit as a visible smile appeared. Videl saw this and also smiled. It was a cute sight.
"Well why don't you fight Trunks for that girl?"
"Kimberly?" he questioned faintly, almost in a trance.
Videl's smile broadened. "Yeah."
Goten narrowed his eyes and gave a small nod to Videl. When he was about a foot away from the car Videl yelled out, "I'll be rooting for you!" She stood up and watched with a blank expression on her face.
Goten made his way to the prince and tapped him lightly on the shoulders. Trunks turned around and glared at Goten, obviously irritated with anyone. Goten just gave him a goofy smile, wanting to annoy Trunks further. When he heard a scowl Goten pulled his arm back and yelled, "TAKE THIS!" as he punched Trunks flat on his face, possibly breaking his nose. The lavender haired teen tripped back, shocked with the attacked and angry that anyone would dare defy him, the Prince! Goten should be bowing down to him, even if they were on a foreign planet.
Trunks's guards immediately rushed in, but by that time both boys turned Super Saiyan, elevated in the air and fought maturely. Maturely in the sense they executed sharp kicks and blows, not throwing each other in mud and wrestling. Videl looked at them wide eye, slowly sitting down in her seat, smiling.
Kimberly looked up at them in some sort of awe. She never knew Goten had this much power and skill! His child like face and antics deceived her, making her believe otherwise. Suddenly one of her eyes twitched. What if he got hurt? She cared for Goten and did not like it when Goten was sad or depressed. It just wasn't…right. "Goten!" she called up urgently.
Goten refrained from chopping and instead blocked, moving his eyes down at Kim. Did she actually care for him?
"Stop FIGHTING!" she yelled, sounding unhappy but more like she cared.
Goten flew back and away from Trunks, who was creating a big attack. One of the guards found it his chance to bring both boys back to the ground.
Kimberly heard Trunks lashing out, screaming to get his hands on Goten. She only rolled her eyes, mumbling something that sounded like "boys". Then, she headed for Goten who submitted to one of the guards. They peacefully let him up, allowing him to talk with Kimberly.
She frowned at him, trying to look displeased, also trying to hide her awe for Goten's power. Kimberly slightly pushed Goten back and glared at him. "Why did you do that?"
Goten frowned at her disappointment. "I was trying to prove a point, that's all."
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Well don't do it next time," she paused and said in a softer voice, "I don't like seeing you like that… in pain and anger."
So she really did care. Goten laughed nervously. "Okay, I won't." He smiled at her and watched her reach out to touch the fresh spilled blood from his lip. He was tempted to lick it away.
"Doesn't that hurt?" she asked in a whisper.
Goten shook his head slowly. "I'm used to it, I guess. I still can't beat my brother though." And he still smiled.
Hers only grew. "Well, it doesn't look really nice on you. I think you look more handsome when you're clean." She took his hand into hers and walked him into the school, seeking medical assistance.
Videl watched all that and she grinned so much that it hurt. Though she was a little disappointed—no she'll never be disappointed with him—but concerned that Goten got hurt, she was absolutely glad that Goten looked happy by getting the girl…
This news should also bring light to Gohan's eyes. This was, afterall, one of the main motives for this little scheme.
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"What?" Gohan yelled, not looking very happy. He was very angry and worried for Goten—and add on his unhappiness from the morning. Gohan wasn't a happy bunny. It just made everything worse than what Videl and Goten expected.
Videl gazed back at Gohan, looking expressionless before nursing Goten's bloody lip with ice. They both looked at each other, giving a knowing look.
"Gohan, it was nothing!" Goten said, trying to calm down his older brother.
"What do you mean it was nothing? You fought with the Prince!" Gohan pointed out, half leaning, half sitting on the counter in the kitchen.
Videl threw the old ice bag into the sink and turned at Gohan, putting her hands sternly on her hips. She was not in the pajamas that Gohan remembered her being in. Instead she sported black pleather pants, with a baby blue tank top underneath her black jacket. By this, she expected Gohan to realize that she was the one who told Goten to defend himself. She cleared her throat and stared up at Gohan. "I was the one who persuaded Goten to stick up for himself." Videl didn't want to feel the guilt of putting the blame on Goten.
Gohan was still in his office his attire, and was much tired from his day at work. Well, not tired from working—he was just exhausted before he went to work. Thanks to Videl, of course. "You put him up to this?" he almost hissed.
Goten looked at the both of them and rolled his eyes. He could sense a fight… or rather, Gohan bickering. He could see the lines on Gohan's face deepen, and the tone that he used! Goten seen it too many times to not notice it. "Um, Gohan," Goten began.
Gohan unintentionally ignored Goten's tiny voice, and continued to stare at Videl. He was apparently waiting for an answer.
"Gohan!" Goten yelled, yanking Gohan's attention towards the younger boy. "It was great!"
Gohan blinked twice with his mouth wide open. "It was great?"
Goten grinned. Videl only crossed her arms and had an "I-knew-it" look on her face. She was smiling.
"Yeah! You know how long I wanted to beat him up! It was not only fun… but it gave me a new reputation at school. Not only do girls like me now… Kimberly…" Goten paused, in some sort of daze from mentioning this particular girl. "Kimberly…" he said again, then slowly he came out of it, like waking up from a dream. "It was heaven."
Gohan's jaw slightly dropped. "And you're happy?"
Goten jerked his head at Gohan, glaring at the taller man with a slight grin. "Duh." And without another word, he walked out of the kitchen, elated.
So Gohan's brother was happy… Gohan just stood there in initial shock. He turned at Videl and opened his mouth to say something. It took him a while to form a proper sentence. "I never saw him so happy… at school." He stared at the shiny tiled floor, thinking. Then after a minute, he looked at the female in front of him. Not just glance, but also really look at her. "He has so much confidence now…" He stared at her blue eyes, and then finally smiled—the first genuine, real smile she seen. "Thank you." He really appreciated this, more than she could ever know.
She smiled softly at him, happy to see him in a good mood. It was funny though, the smile that he gave her… it was brilliant… nice… and gave her warm tingles. She hugged herself. "It was my pleasure. Goten is a nice kid." And then she saw it. It was the same stare that he gave her at the night of the party.
He never realized that he was doing it—or making her feel uncomfortable. Inside of Gohan's head he was trying to figure something about her. She wasn't keeping a secret… it was more like there was something about her that was beginning to intrigue him that he never saw before. The first time that he stared at her in this manner, he was beginning to see her beauty. Now, it was her inner beauty. He smiled. So she has a heart now.
It looked like what she had accomplished for Goten made him forgive her for 'lying' about her race. Wait—could it not just be forgiveness—could it possibly be something more.
Videl tilted her head to the side and glared at him. 'What was going on in his pretty head of his?' she wondered silently. She walked to him, intending to bonk him in the head. Instead she did something else. Videl stood on her toes, trying to be eye level to Gohan. Leaning in, she whispered against his lips, "And he even went Super Saiyan." Softly, gently, she kissed him. It was short, sweet and much unexpected. When the female pulled away, she stared at Gohan's pleasantly shocked face and she smiled. Videl then walked out of the room before anything else could happen—whether another kiss would initiate or if he would reject her.
After ten minutes, Gohan was still in the kitchen. He wasn't eating, just thinking. "What just happened here?" he questioned. She kissed him, right? The Saiyan touched his lips. It wasn't exactly comforting when he realized that he liked it…
Was he betraying Lime? He was still loved her… but Lime was gone.
And Videl was still here…
What exactly did this mean?
Gohan closed his eyes, slightly shaking his head.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
He rather not complicate things than how it could be…
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Sorry about the week late update. I didn't have time to edit it on the computer. . Homework sucks.
I'm also moving next week. You'll be lucky to see a new chapter for this before October 3. So bear with me and don't forget this story. Getting my pc hooked up will be one of my first priorities after I move.
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