A/N: This is the second part of the 'Hours Like Days' Story.
Thank you to all the reviewers. School has started so I appologize for the late update.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, or the VIP club, I mean no offense, and the things I write don't neccesarily go on in this club. The plot however is mine.
~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2. Seconds That count. ~~~
It had started innocently enough. Going out for a 'Girls night' dinner and dancing
with Bulma might actually be fun. So Videl had complied, dressing to kill, saying
goodbye to Gohan, who had been a little clingy, and heading out the door for a night just
full of girls. Girls.
"So, where are we going again?" Videl asked, as she gazed out the window of
Bulma's hover car. Bulma rolled her eyes,
"The VIP club, it's one of the biggest places people go out just to hang."
"But we're a little old for that don't you think?" Videl gestered to herself and Bulma.
"I mean, I'm not a teenager anymore, and you, well, no offense, but, I don't think you'll
pass as one." Bulma laughed.
"Videl, your only 28, you need to live a little, besides." She waved her hand at the
both of their outfits, the short, black stylish dress that Videl was wearing, and the Dark
red ensamble of her own. "We're totally hot, they'll deffinatly let us in, for publicity if
nothing else."
Videl laughed, and turned to resume her staring out at the oncomming city lights.
"Welcome, welcome ladies." The club bouncer opened the door wide for them. "Enjoy
your night." Bulma smiled her thanks and led a smirking Videl over to the bar. "They
really did let us in." Bulma laughed.
"And you doubted my abilites."
"Hey," Videl who was now sitting at the bar with a screwdriver in her hand,
turned to the right, and she stared into herself.
No, not herself, but someone with alarmingly familiar blue eyes. The guy smiled
obviously thinking her surprise was because of his good looks. "So, what's a gorgeous
lady like you doing all by yourself here?" He couldn't be more than 22 or 23, a little
young for Videl's taste, besides she had a wonderful husband. A wonderful husband who
at that moment was probably sulking around the house. Videl raised an eyebrow:
"Who says I'm alone?"
"That lady friend of yours just went to the bathroom, and you haven't talked to a
man the whole night." Ah, so he'd been watching her, had he. Interesting.
"I'm married." She stated.
"So am I." He grinned. Videl snorted and turned around, or would have if she
had been able to avaid the mans arm which had somehow found a way around her waist.
Man she really had been drinking a lot.
"If your married why are you here?" He leaned over and began sucking her neck.
"Listen," Videl tried pushing the guy off her, but, do to alchole, her strength seemed to
have sapped. Maybe they put something in the drink. She thought foggily.
"Listen," She tried again, giving up on the struggling. "I'm not kidding, I really am
married, and....I really don't want this. So....If you could just.....Let go of me..."
The man laughed.
"You still haven't answered my question. What's a lady like you out in a place
like this? Why does your husband even let you out of his sight." He whispered in her ear.
"I wouldn't ever let you out of my bed." Videl pushed hard against him, but that only
seemed to egg him on. Oh Dende, where was Bulma, where the hell were the bouncers?
Wasn't it they're job to watch out for these kinds of things!
"I'm serious if you don't let me go now, I'm going to have to take drastic actions." Videl
knew she wouldn't be able to carry out that threat for she could hardly move, and the man
seemed to know that too for he just laughed and began dragging the drugged and woozy
Videl toward the back exit. He placed a hand carefully over her mouth so as not to draw
any unwanted attention.
Videl's last aware thought was of her husband, which was at that time trying desperatly to
read a Calculas book.
Gohan......
Ugh.....
Double Ugh. Geez, where was she?
The past known Satan Videl, now called Son Videl, sat up and leaned against whatever
was behind her.
A wall.
A brick wall.
She was in the back of the club, What in the hell was she doing there.
She opened her blue eyes.
Wait a minute.
Blue.....
Oh, shit.
Videl groaned and brought her hands to her face, trying to hold off tears. She felt
violated, and indeed she had been.
Son Videl, Daughter of World Champion Satan Hercule.
Had been raped.
~~~~ Authors note: Yawn. Ok, getting ready for a three day weekend!(Could cry with happiness!) Man, almost forgot how much school SUCKED! Poor Vidy, what happens next? How does she get home? What is her reaction to Gohan? Will she hide it forever? Well......................................... This is how it goes.....
Me write,
You read,
You review.
Me write.
See it's like a cycle, ok so R/R! The faster you do the faster I'll update!
~Jaina
Thank you to all the reviewers. School has started so I appologize for the late update.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, or the VIP club, I mean no offense, and the things I write don't neccesarily go on in this club. The plot however is mine.
~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2. Seconds That count. ~~~
It had started innocently enough. Going out for a 'Girls night' dinner and dancing
with Bulma might actually be fun. So Videl had complied, dressing to kill, saying
goodbye to Gohan, who had been a little clingy, and heading out the door for a night just
full of girls. Girls.
"So, where are we going again?" Videl asked, as she gazed out the window of
Bulma's hover car. Bulma rolled her eyes,
"The VIP club, it's one of the biggest places people go out just to hang."
"But we're a little old for that don't you think?" Videl gestered to herself and Bulma.
"I mean, I'm not a teenager anymore, and you, well, no offense, but, I don't think you'll
pass as one." Bulma laughed.
"Videl, your only 28, you need to live a little, besides." She waved her hand at the
both of their outfits, the short, black stylish dress that Videl was wearing, and the Dark
red ensamble of her own. "We're totally hot, they'll deffinatly let us in, for publicity if
nothing else."
Videl laughed, and turned to resume her staring out at the oncomming city lights.
"Welcome, welcome ladies." The club bouncer opened the door wide for them. "Enjoy
your night." Bulma smiled her thanks and led a smirking Videl over to the bar. "They
really did let us in." Bulma laughed.
"And you doubted my abilites."
"Hey," Videl who was now sitting at the bar with a screwdriver in her hand,
turned to the right, and she stared into herself.
No, not herself, but someone with alarmingly familiar blue eyes. The guy smiled
obviously thinking her surprise was because of his good looks. "So, what's a gorgeous
lady like you doing all by yourself here?" He couldn't be more than 22 or 23, a little
young for Videl's taste, besides she had a wonderful husband. A wonderful husband who
at that moment was probably sulking around the house. Videl raised an eyebrow:
"Who says I'm alone?"
"That lady friend of yours just went to the bathroom, and you haven't talked to a
man the whole night." Ah, so he'd been watching her, had he. Interesting.
"I'm married." She stated.
"So am I." He grinned. Videl snorted and turned around, or would have if she
had been able to avaid the mans arm which had somehow found a way around her waist.
Man she really had been drinking a lot.
"If your married why are you here?" He leaned over and began sucking her neck.
"Listen," Videl tried pushing the guy off her, but, do to alchole, her strength seemed to
have sapped. Maybe they put something in the drink. She thought foggily.
"Listen," She tried again, giving up on the struggling. "I'm not kidding, I really am
married, and....I really don't want this. So....If you could just.....Let go of me..."
The man laughed.
"You still haven't answered my question. What's a lady like you out in a place
like this? Why does your husband even let you out of his sight." He whispered in her ear.
"I wouldn't ever let you out of my bed." Videl pushed hard against him, but that only
seemed to egg him on. Oh Dende, where was Bulma, where the hell were the bouncers?
Wasn't it they're job to watch out for these kinds of things!
"I'm serious if you don't let me go now, I'm going to have to take drastic actions." Videl
knew she wouldn't be able to carry out that threat for she could hardly move, and the man
seemed to know that too for he just laughed and began dragging the drugged and woozy
Videl toward the back exit. He placed a hand carefully over her mouth so as not to draw
any unwanted attention.
Videl's last aware thought was of her husband, which was at that time trying desperatly to
read a Calculas book.
Gohan......
Ugh.....
Double Ugh. Geez, where was she?
The past known Satan Videl, now called Son Videl, sat up and leaned against whatever
was behind her.
A wall.
A brick wall.
She was in the back of the club, What in the hell was she doing there.
She opened her blue eyes.
Wait a minute.
Blue.....
Oh, shit.
Videl groaned and brought her hands to her face, trying to hold off tears. She felt
violated, and indeed she had been.
Son Videl, Daughter of World Champion Satan Hercule.
Had been raped.
~~~~ Authors note: Yawn. Ok, getting ready for a three day weekend!(Could cry with happiness!) Man, almost forgot how much school SUCKED! Poor Vidy, what happens next? How does she get home? What is her reaction to Gohan? Will she hide it forever? Well......................................... This is how it goes.....
Me write,
You read,
You review.
Me write.
See it's like a cycle, ok so R/R! The faster you do the faster I'll update!
~Jaina