Author's Note: In case you didn't read my e-mail, or if you're not on my mailing list, then I'd like to say that this will NOT become some cheesy, corny 'Sailor Moon-ish' fiction. This is DBZ we're talking about here, and I don't think there's any way you can turn DBZ into Sailor Moon while keeping the story lines and characters in tact unless it's a crossover or something, and in case you haven't noticed yet, this ISN'T in the crossover section, k? For everyone else who supports my idea here, thank you!!

I don't own DBZ. If I did, then you wouldn't be watching the same crap for, like, THE SIXTH TIME!!!!! Sorry, I'm just hungry for some new episodes. I heard that the episode where Videl finds out that Gohan is 'dead' is really good . . . might get some inspiration from that one. J

II. Dark Passions

*~* Chapter Twenty *~*

NANI?!

 

In a spaceship somewhere on earth . . . J

"I'm surrounded by incompetent fools . . . they're all fools . . . One would think that my brothers want me to fail or something . . ." Rattai grumbled, glancing down at his empty wineglass. He growled, then threw it at the wall, enjoying the sound of shattering glass.

His trip to earth was not going as planned. Rattai hadn't expected to run into any trouble here- after all, no one had heard of any notable fighters existing on the planet. But then came along that idiot in the hideous outfit, the one with the metal object over his head. So far he'd destroyed one of his warriors and sent another fleeing for his life.

Rattai got up out of his red velvet seat and began to pace around his room. This goofball was going to be a problem, one that he needed to solve as soon as possible. Unless he knew exactly who his adversary was, then there was nothing he could do about it.

"I've got to stay focused on the real issue at hand- getting that energy, with the girl as an added bonus," he muttered to himself. He wanted to get this all over with, so that he could return to Vegeta-sei, claim his throne, and rule the Saiyans the way the proper way.

Rattai had disapproved of his father's peaceful rule. He'd refused to try to restore the Saiyans to their original glory through conquering other planets and purging. In fact, he suspected that his father had only wanted to get rid of him by sending him out on this mission. "Well, he's dead now," sneered the prince. "And I'll finally be able to rule the way I want to!" If he ever got home, that was.

Something needed to be done.

"Computer, inform warriors X-16 and Z-42 to suit up and report to me in five minutes."

While Pikkon is being questioned . . .

Videl huffed and puffed as she struggled to keep up with Goten and Trunks. They were heading for the woods where Gohan had instructed them to take her. "Wait . . . guys . . . I think . . . we're far enough from . . . the house!" she cried, stopping to lean against a tree while taking in deep breaths.

The two boys, however, were unfazed, but stopped anyway.

"Do you think we can stop now, Trunks?" asked Goten.

The other boy appeared to think. "Hmmm . . . I suppose so . . ."

Once Videl had caught her breath, she said, "What in the WORLD is going on?! I come out here to train with Gohan, and then he and a bunch of other guys I've never seen before ambush some GREEN guy that was following me . . . I AM SO CONFUSED!!"

The two boys glanced at each other as Videl continued her tirade. Trunks leaned over and whispered in Goten's ear, "Don't worry. Girls get grumpy over nothing when they have PZS." [1] Goten just nodded, his eyes wide. "Whatever you say, Trunks."

She kicked at the ground. "Damn that Son Gohan! He set all of this up!! It's no coincidence that all of those people were hiding in the area where Chichi showed me to go! Well, if he thinks he can use me as some pawn in some game, then he's got another thing coming! I'm giving him a piece of my mind when I get back to the house!!"

Trunks stepped forward with his hands up in the air. "Calm down, Videl! I know you probably have PZS, but that's no reason to go off on Gohan like that! Gohan's cool!"

Videl raised an eyebrow. "PZS? Excuse me?"

"You know, that thing that happens to women once a month? My Dad likes to joke about it whenever Mom gets really mad."

"Ahhh, sure thing, kid. Whatever you say. Wait, you two wouldn't happen to know what's going on, would you?"

Once again, the boys glanced at each other. Goten answered. "I do, but you gotta ask Gohan! He knows everything, cuz he's super smart!"

"GOTEN, why can't you just tell me NOW?" demanded Videl.

Goten stuck a finger in his mouth, then began to panic when Videl pinned a heated glare on him. "Umm . . . help me out here, Trunks!"

"Hey, Gohan's YOUR brother, not mine!" he cried, stepping back and waving his arms. If Videl had PZS, he didn't want to get on her bad side.

Videl grabbed Goten by the front of his gi and brought his feet up off the ground so that they were eye level. Goten began to squirm, kicking at the air. "Listen, Goten, this is MY LIFE we're talking about here, and I deserve to know what's going on! Don't make me hurt you!"

"TRUNKS!!!!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!! SHE'S GONNA HURT ME!!!!!!!" whined Goten, looking scared.

Trunks snorted, immediately realizing what was wrong with the scene. "Sure, Goten. Don't be stupid! Videl wouldn't hurt a kid, even if he was annoying, like you are."

"Hey!" cried Goten.

Videl sighed and placed the little boy back on the ground. "Okay, Trunks is right. I can't hurt a kid. But look, I thought we were friends," Videl said slyly, knowing that Goten was too gullible. "Friends tell each other stuff, so you can tell me!"

Goten looked thoughtful. "I guess . . . since you put it that way . . ."

Trunks slapped Goten on the back of the head- hard. "She's just SAYING that so you can tell her stuff, Goten. Are you THAT clueless?"

"NO!"

"I don't tell you a lot of stuff, and we're friends," reasoned Trunks.

Goten gapped at him, looking hurt. "That's not fair! I told you about Mr. Snuggles!"

Videl forced back a laughed. "Mr. Snuggles?!!! Goten has a stuffed animal named Mr. Snuggles?"

"Gohan bought it for me when I was born!" Goten cried, trying to protect his image. "Besides, Trunks, I saw FooFoo."

"HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT FOOFOO?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Trunks exclaimed, turning bright red. "You weren't supposed to know about FooFoo!"

"That one time I slept over at you house, and I couldn't go to sleep cuz I missed Gohan, your Mom gave me your FooFoo bear to help me sleep! It worked wonders . . . no wonder you like FooFoo."

Trunks was about to tackle Goten and punch the daylights out of him when he noticed that Videl was gone. "SHE DITCHED US!!!! I don't believe her! We gotta find her, or else Gohan will get mad that we didn't do our job!"

The boys took off after Videl and easily caught up with her. They jumped on her and she fell to the ground, the two demi-Saiyans sat on Videl's back so that she could run away.

"You boys are crushing me!" gasped Videl. "You eat too much!"

"You gotta promise that you won't run away again," said Goten.

"FINE!! FINE!! I won't run away! Just- get- OFF!!!!" Not like I'd get far, anyway.

They got off of Videl and helped her to her feet. "Now what?" asked Videl, stretching her back.

"I know of a really cool lake that-a-way!" exclaimed Goten, pointing further into the trees. "Let's go swimming until Gohan comes for us." He took off at a breakneck speed, and Trunks went after him.

Videl struggled to keep up and was very relieved when they arrived at the lake. She plopped down on the grass, taking deep breaths. The water looked inviting, but she realized that she had nothing to swim in.

That didn't bother the boys, though, as they stripped down. Videl closed her eyes to give the boys some privacy, and opened them again when she heard two big splashes. She went up to the water, took off her shoes, and stuck her feet into the lake, watching Goten and Trunks splash each other with water.

Suddenly, Goten stopped trying to shove Trunk's head under the water and placed a hand on his grumbling belly. "Aww, I'm hungry!" he wined. "I wish Gohan would hurry up."

Trunks nodded in agreement. "Maybe we should start heading back, just in case they forgot about us."

As they dressed, Goten grumbled uncertainly, "Gohan wouldn't forget about me!"

Trunks frowned, then nudged Goten as he felt a tingling in the back of his mind. "Hey, did you feel that?" he whispered, not wanting to alarm Videl.

Goten slowly nodded. "Someone's coming, and it's not Gohan. I bet he's here for Videl," Goten said, remembering the conversation that Gohan had with Piccolo earlier that day.

Videl eyed both boys as they dropped into a fighting stance, scanning the sky with their eyes. "What's wrong?" She looked up, her eyes widening when she saw a man with black spiky hair and bulging muscles flying their way.

As he got closer, Trunks muttered, "He looks tough, but we can take him. Ready, Goten?"

He nodded once and they both went Super. Videl gasped and jumped up off of the ground. What the hell?! Mini Gold Fighters!!

*~*

Piccolo stopped mid-flight, frowning when he felt the ki's of Trunks and Goten spike. What are those two doing?

He suddenly remembered that Gohan had sent Videl off with them. What if something's wrong? Or they've run into trouble?

Piccolo turned around and sped off in the other direction.

*~*

Goten and Trunks attacked at the man at the same time the minute his feet touched the ground. The man's eyes widened as they attacked him ruthlessly. He had to struggle to block their attacks, and was surprised when the lavender haired boy punched him hard in the face, sending him flying back onto the ground. "ALRIGHT, GOTEN, LET'S TOAST HIM!!!!!!" roared Trunks.

"LET'S DO IT!!!!!!!!" shouted Goten. They both cupped their hands, then shouted at the same time, "KA . . . ME . . . HA . . . ME . . . HA!!!!!!!"

Videl shielded her eyes from the bright light and the dust that flew up from the boy's attack. Unreal . . . Just like Saiyaman and those guys from the Cell games! When she opened her eyes, all she saw was scorched earth where the man used to be.

Before the boys could celebrate their victory, there was another bright flash of light and a ki blast went flying their way. Videl watched in horror as the ball of energy hit Goten and Trunks. They flew back a couple of feet, rolled, then lay lifeless on the ground.

The evil cackling of a man drew Videl's gaze up to the sky where a familiar, spiky haired man was lowering his hand. He's . . . oh, Kami, I'm in trouble . . .!

Videl immediately took off into the woods, jumping over fallen tree branches and zigzagging in and out of trees. She faintly acknowledged the fact that the man was flying just overhead of her, and that there was no way she would be able to shake him.

"Playing cat and mouse if fun . . . for a while!" called the man. He shot down out of the air, crashing into Videl's back, sending her sprawling face forward into the ground. He grabbed her wrists and she nearly screamed when she felt something pierce her skin. He yanked her roughly off of the ground.

He was just about to fly off when someone said, "LET HER GO!" from behind him. He turned around, and came face to face with Saiyaman. The man sneered, then shoved Videl away from him.

"You again," he grunted.

Gohan thought for a while, then realized that this was not the first time he'd encountered him. He was the man who'd been stealing energy from people at Satan City Mall, and, by the looks of his hair and eyes, he was obviously a Saiyan. Why hadn't he seen it before?

"So I see Rattai's sent another of his pathetic lackey weaklings to do his dirty work," he sneered, glancing at Videl, who was scrambling to get up off of the ground.

The man looked startled. How does he know about Rattai?! What's going on here?! He growled, then threw a punch at Saiyaman. Gohan easily grabbed his fist and began to squeeze hard on it. "Tell me where Rattai's hiding!" he demanded.

The Saiyan grunted, then managed to free his hand from Gohan's tight grip. He took to the air, looking for a way to escape. He noticed the way that Saiyaman kept glancing at the girl . . . and suddenly had a plan. I hope this works . . . or Prince Rattai will have my head for this . . .

He raised his hand and fired at ki blast at Videl, who was rooted in her spot with fear. As he'd expected, Saiyaman jumped in front of her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and let the blast hit him in the back.

Videl screamed as Saiyaman slumped forward, pulling them both to the ground. "GET UP!!!" she cried in fear, glancing up at the smirking man who was coming closer to her. "Please . . . get up . . ."

Gohan grunted, his vision swimming. He was slightly aware of Videl's arms around him and he pleading voice. He placed on hand on the ground, then turned around, falling back against Videl's chest. Gohan raised one hand and . . .

"KA . . . ME . . ."

Videl closed her eyes tightly, turning her head.

"HA . . . ME . . . HA!!!"

Gohan's ki blast enveloped the Saiyan, reducing him to nothing more than dust. He sighed, then promptly passed out.

Videl opened her eyes again, then stared down at Saiyaman. She shook him gently, then frowned when he didn't stir. "Uh, Saiyaman . . . are you okay?"

No answer.

Videl moved him off of her, then knelt down beside him. He was probably hit on the back really hard . . . poor guy . . .

You do realize, Videl, that this is the PERFECT time to take that can off of his head?

But . . . that's wrong! He's unconscious, for goodness sakes!

So? Hey, maybe he has some sort of head injury under that helmet. Don't you want to check for any bleeding or something?

Umm . . .

It was tempting . . . very tempting. Videl nibbled on her bottom lip, then moved her hands to the helmet. She gently took it off.

"NANI?!! GOHAN IS SAIYAMAN?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Videl was stunned. Gohan was actually Saiyaman? How . . . She shook her head. "Let's make sure he lives first, then you can grill the hell out of him." Videl felt for his pulse, then sighed when she found that it was still there. She tried to pick him up so that she could get him back to his house, only to find that he was REALLY heavy.

"Okay . . ."

Next, Videl tried to drag him, but gave up when, after fifteen minutes, she realized that she'd moved him only a foot from where they'd started. "Damn . . . what does he eat?! He weighs a ton!"

She slumped onto the ground in defeat. What would she do now? She could always run back to the Son home . . . but what if something happened to Gohan? And what if there wasn't anyone there that could help her? What about Trunks and Goten?

"Please . . . Kami . . . I need some help on this one!"

"And help has arrived."

Videl whirled around. "PICCOLO!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She ran up to him to give him a hug, and was slightly shocked when he moved around her, avoiding her grasp. He walked over to Gohan, looked him over, then shook his head.

"He'll be fine." He popped a senzu bean into Gohan's mouth.

"What was that?" asked Videl.

"A senzu bean."

"Ohhh . . . so that's a senzu bean . . ."

Piccolo tossed Gohan over his shoulder, then grabbed Videl. "Hold on tight." She squealed as he quickly took to the air.

*~*

"WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BABY?!!!!!!!!!" cried Chichi as Piccolo entered the house and went back to Gohan's room, placing him on the bed. "IS HE OKAY?!!!"

Piccolo winced, cursing the fact that he had sensitive hearing. "He'll be fine. I gave him a senzu bean."

"Thank goodness! Where's Goten and Trunks?"

Videl entered the room and sat on the bed next to Gohan. "They're lying unconscious by a lake in the woods . . ."

"WHAT?!!!"

"I'll find them," Piccolo grumbled, quickly exiting the house, eager to get away from Chichi's loud voice.

Chichi eyed Videl as she placed a blanket over Gohan, then smoothed them out. She also removed his shoes, tossing them across the room, then reached up to fluff his pillow. Videl seemed unfazed by Gohan's Saiyaman clothing. Chichi cleared her throat, drawing Videl's attention. "You're not surprised?"

"What? Ohh . . . I got all of that out of my system in the woods. I really didn't expect Gohan off all people to be Saiyaman." Suddenly she flushed, remembering her conversation with Saiyaman the other day, and the remark about his hot body. Isn't this great . . .

"I'm sure you'll have some questions to ask him when he wakes," said Chichi.

Videl chuckled. "A ton. Or maybe YOU can answer a few?"

Chichi shook her head, backing up out of the room. "I think that's up to Gohan. Don't worry, he shouldn't be out too much longer."

When Chichi left, Videl sighed, staring down at Gohan. Oh, boy, you better be ready to talk when you wake up, Gohan. I've got a lot to ask you.

*~*

Pikkon landed outside of a dome shaped house and watched as Vegeta threw the front door open and stalked inside. He hesitantly followed him inside and looked around.

"WOMAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!" shouted Vegeta.

Bulma came into the room, frowning at him. "STOP SHOUT . . . ohhhh, who's THIS?" She went up to Pikkon and began to circle him, looking him over. "Is he a friend of Piccolo's?"

Pikkon bowed slightly. "I am Pikkon, champion of the Midorian race." He took Bulma's hand and kissed it lightly. "It's nice to meet you." [2]

Bulma giggled, which agitated Vegeta even more than the kiss had. "Oh, it's nice to see someone around here has some manners and knows how to treat a lady right! It's nice to meet you too, Pikkon. Will you be staying here?"

"Yes, if you will let me."

"OF COURSE! Why don't I show you around . . ."

Vegeta looked stunned as HIS woman walked off with Pikkon, hanging all over him while running her mouth a hundred miles an hour about her latest invention. Damn Kakkarot's brat!! This is all HIS fault!!

*~*

Videl grinned as Gohan sat up in his bed and looked around. He stared at her, then asked, "Why are you grinning at me?"

Her grin widened. She leaned forward, VERY close to his ear, making Gohan antsy, and whispered, "I was wondering, Gohan, if you preferred to be called The Great Saiyaman . . . or just Saiyaman."

He jumped, his eyes growing wide as saucers. "HOW DID YOU FIND OUT?!"

She gestured at his clothes. When he looked down, he flushed, then scratched the back of his head. "Oh . . . haha!"

"You've got some explaining to do, Gohan. How dare you keep a secret like that from me?" She glared down at him.

"Videl . . . don't be mad, please . . ." he whimpered. "I just wanted to keep my family's name out of the press, that's all!"

She looked hurt. "Do you think I would've told someone your secret if you didn't want me to?"

". . . ."

"GOHAN!"

"Okay, sorry! Gosh, Videl, I . . . I really had no intention of you ever finding out that I was Saiyaman, so there was really no reason to tell you anything!"

She continued to glare at him, but dropped the subject. "I've got another question- how come you can fly and shoot stuff out of your hands?"

Gohan avoided her gaze. "I was . . . taught?"

She rolled her eyes. "Okay . . . but HOW do you do it? Would I be able to fly and stuff?"

"I suppose so . . . you'd just have to use your ki."

"Ki?"

"Ah . . . energy," said Gohan, waving his hand in the air. "Everyone has it, some more than others. You just have to know how to manipulate it. It's not really hard to do."

This ki stuff was very interesting. Videl grinned slyly. "You're going to teach me," she said, making it sound like a statement more than a question.

Gohan looked nervous. "I . . . am?"

"Yep. I want to learn how to use my ki, okay? If you said it's not that hard, then it should be no problem, right?"

"Ummm . . . gosh, Videl, I've never taught anyone besides Gohan how to use ki," muttered Gohan.

"So!"

Seeing that Videl wasn't about to leave him alone, he reluctantly agreed to teach her. How hard can it be? She's a pretty good fighter which will make things easier. "Okay, Videl. I'll teach you."

"Great! Now, there's something else you've got to explain. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!!"

Gohan, stunned by her sudden outburst, almost fell out of the bed. "W-what do you mean?"

"You used me today, Son Gohan! I don't like being used. What was up with that whole ambush thing earlier?" Videl asked.

"Oh, that . . . I suppose I should tell you . . . after all, it DOES concern you. Ahhh . . . where should I start . . ."

"At the beginning, maybe?" she suggested sarcastically.

The question was which beginning? Should he start with his Dad, or just what Pikkon had said? She might find out eventually, if things get a little out of control, like they usually do. Gohan looked Videl up and down. I trust her . . .

"Okay . . . I'll start at the very beginning. Er . . .this might be hard for you to believe, Videl . . . but I'm part alien."

She stared at him, then, after a few minutes, slapped him on the back of the head. "GET SERIOUS, GOHAN!!!! THIS IS NOT A TIME FOR JOKES!!!!"

Gohan rubbed his head and edged away from Videl, incase she felt the need to attack him again. "I am telling the truth!! I swear!" he whined.

"You don't look like an alien," she muttered.

"And what's an alien supposed to look like?"

A picture of the typical alien flashed in her head. Little green men . . . "Like Piccolo."

Gohan sighed, then got out of the bed. He pushed the button on his watch, getting a gasp from Videl, and dug underneath his bed. He came back up with a photo album. "I don't like to show this picture to anyone . . . but if it'll get you to believe me . . ." He opened the book, then handed it to Videl. "See that picture on the left? That's me when I was just born. Notice the tail."

Videl stared down at the picture of a buck-naked Gohan, then the tail attached to his rear. " . . . you've got to be kidding me . . . this is real? Where's your tail now?"

"It was real, but it was taken off a long time ago." He took the album from her, then sat back on the bed. "My Dad was a full alien from a planet called Vegeta-sei."

"Vegeta-sei? As in THE Vegeta?"

Gohan nodded. "The Vegeta we know just happened to be the prince of Vegeta-sei, ruler of all Saiyans, the race that occupied the planet. Saiyans are born with tails, and they have spiky, dark hair, dark eyes and are faster and stronger than humans."

Which would explain how he can lift buses and stuff. "Ohhh . . . so how did your Dad and Vegeta end up on earth?"

He went on to tell her the whole story, or what he knew of it at least, and skipped the Cell Saga, thinking that Videl wasn't ready to hear that her life was based on a bunch of lies. Gohan then went forward to tell her about the latest happenings and how they involved Videl.

She was surprised to hear that she had some sort of hidden powers. "Cool," she muttered. "But the rest of it isn't."

"I know. But my friends and I will do everything we can to protect you," said Gohan reassuringly. "Meanwhile, we can work on getting stronger and using the energy to help us fight the Saiyans, okay?"

As soon as Videl nodded, the door flew open and Goten and Trunks, both covered with scrapes, blood and dirt, burst into the room, leaping on Videl.

"She's okay!!" exclaimed Goten, giving her a tight hug.

Trunks shoved the younger boy out of the way, took a quick hug from the bed, then hopped down. "Thanks, Gohan for bailing us out. We did a lousy job of protecting Videl."

"Nah, you guys did the best you could."

Videl nodded in agreement. "After all, you two tykes took down one guy with that . . . ah . . . Kamiha . . . whatever thing."

"Kamehameha," Gohan, Trunks and Goten said at the same time.

"Whatever. Hey . . . wait a minute, I almost forgot!" She stared suspiciously at the two little boys. "They changed into mini-Gold Fighters, Gohan. You know, gold hair, blue eyes."

"Ohhh . . . that! They turned into Super Saiyans," Gohan supplied. "When Saiyans get really strong, they can reach a higher level and go super. There are . . . degrees of a Super Saiyan as well."

"Hmm . . . let me guess- you're the Gold Fighter too?" When Gohan nodded, Videl muttered, "Amazing . . ."

"Hey, Videl, are you gonna stay the night?!" asked Goten eagerly, his eyes wide. "Trunks is staying over, so maybe you could . . ."

"No, sorry. Dad's gonna have a cow. I've been out too long already. I'd better go." She stood up off of Gohan's bed. He got up too, then said, "I'll fly back with you, okay?"

"Sure."

They said bye to Chichi and Gohan changed into Saiyaman. Videl eyed him, then asked, "Where did you get that ridiculous costume from?"

"Bulma made it for me. And it's not ridiculous, it's very stylish!"

She rolled her eyes, then got into her copter. The two took off with Gohan flying slightly behind her jet. When they arrived at the mansion, Gohan flew up to Videl's balcony and waited for Videl to get up to her room.

She opened the balcony doors and stepped back to let him in. Gohan began to search her room, just in case there was anyone hiding there. When he was sure that no one was in her room that shouldn't be, Gohan sighed. "Videl, I'm not comfortable with this."

"With what?"

"Leaving you here with no proper protection. Any Saiyan could get past your father's security."

Videl nodded. "Probably. What can I do about that?"

Gohan thought for a minute. "You could . . . explain everything to your Dad and ask him if you could stay over at my place until everything settled down."

Videl began to laugh hysterically. "And . . . and you t-think . . . hahahahaha . . . that he'd . . . hahaha . . . agree?! That's a good one, Gohan! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!"

Gohan frowned at her hysterics. "I fail to see what's so funny," he said stiffly.

"I'm not laughing at you . . ." she stifled a giggle. "Just your idea!!"

"I'm SERIOUS, Videl. We could at least try."

"I can tell you what's going to happen if we do. One, he'll laugh, two, he'll laugh some more, then he'll call you crazy for coming up with an alien idea, THEN he'll throw you out of the house and tell you to never come back. After that, he'd probably call Rosewood to come and pick you up and carry you to the loony bin!" Videl began to laugh again.

"You don't know that. Let's try."

*~*

Forty-five minutes later, when Gohan and Videl had finally finished telling Hercule the story, leaving out the fact that Gohan was Saiyaman and the Gold Fighter, Videl's father stared blankly at them. Suddenly he began to laugh loudly, banging his fist on his desk and clutching his stomach. Videl sent Gohan a significant look, while he muttered over and over again, "DON'T say a word."

When Hercule almost fell out of his chair, then regained his composure, occasionally snickering the whole time, he said loudly, "You're some sort of lunatic teen who's brainwashed my little girl, aren't you . . . making up this whole Saiyan crap . . ."

"I'm telling the TRUTH!" Gohan protested.

"Right . . . Let me tell you something, kid. I've dealt with psychos before, and you're the weirdest I've ever seen. Get OUT of my house, STAY out of my house, and leave Videl the hell alone!"

Videl shook her head, pulled Gohan out of his chair and forced him out of her Dad's study. "I TOLD you it wouldn't work," she hissed as they went back up to her room.

Gohan began to pace back and forth across her carpet, appearing to be deep in thought. I'm the only one who can look after Videl properly . . . and it would be a heck of a lot easier if she were nearby. She HAS to come home with me! "Screw Hercule," he muttered. [3]

Videl gasped. "Why, GOHAN, what did you just say?"

"You heard me. Your father obviously doesn't care if you get hurt or not, but SOME PEOPLE do! Pack a bag, Videl- you're coming home with me."

She stared at him in disbelief, then grinned. "Are we running away together? Or are you kidnapping me?"

He grinned back. "Both."

Videl went to her closet, pulled out some luggage and began to pack some stuff. Gohan watched and, about fifteen minutes later, rolled his eyes. "Your Dad's coming."

She stuck her head out of the closet. "How do you know?"

"I can sense ki, and your Dad has one, although it may as well be non-existent."

Videl giggled and emerged from the closet with a suitcase in hand. "Okay, I'm done." She looked down at her other four pieces of luggage on the floor. "Grab some and help me down to my copter."

The door flew open and Hercule stalked in. He glanced at Gohan, then Videl, then the luggage and back to Gohan. "WHAT IS HE STILL DOING HERE?!!"

"We're running away together, Dad. Maybe we'll find a nice little Vegas-like chapel somewhere and . . ." Videl joked.

Hercule, However, didn't see anything funny about the situation. "YOU MOST CERTAINLY WILL NOT!! BOY, I'LL HAVE YOU ARRESTED-"

"You can't arrest him if I go with him willingly, which I am," said Videl, handing Gohan several suitcases. "Besides, I'll be 18 in a few days, and I can do whatever I want."

Gohan was startled. Really? He hadn't known that Videl's birthday was coming up.

"You're NOT OF LEGAL AGE YET!!" shrieked her father.

Videl sighed. "Dad . . . please let me go with Gohan. I'll be safe with him."

"You BELIEVE him? You think all of this stuff actually happened?"

"Was I kidnapped a while ago? Was I attacked today? I think so."

Hercule began to whimper at the thought of loosing his only daughter. "Videl . . ."

"I'll be fine! You can trust your daughter with the guy who saved everyone from Cell."

Shocked silence filled the air. Gohan almost dropped the luggage in his arms. "Videl, how . . .?"

"I guessed, really. In fact, I wouldn't have know for sure if I hadn't gotten that reaction from both of you." Videl went up to her Dad and did something that stunned Gohan- she kissed him on the forehead. "I'll call and visit whenever I can, Dad. Let's go, Gohan."

"Sure . . ." Gohan placed his hand on Videl's shoulder and whispered, "Hold on." They vanished right before Hercule's eyes.

When they arrived in the Son living room, Videl stumbled forward. Gohan caught her around the waist and took her bags from her, setting them on the ground. "Sorry about that. I forgot that Instant Transmission can be rough on weaker people."

Videl instantly looked angry. "WEAKER?! EXCUSE ME?!!"

"I didn't mean it!! Please don't hit me again!!"

Author's Note: Okay, that sucked. But things get interesting after this. Next chapter's a shocker . . .

[1] Meaning PMS. Haha.

[2] I don't know if Pikkon would actually do that (and he probably wouldn't) but since they don't really elaborate on his character, I'm going to take some liberties and have some fun with him . . . hahahahaha!

[3] Maybe Gohan wouldn't say something like that unless he was frustrated . . . and he's frustrated here!

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Next Chapter: Rattai has something up his sleeve for Videl again and Gohan is NOT happy. If you caught something that I didn't elaborate on in this chapter, it has something to do with that . . . if you noticed it, then e-mail me and maybe I'll give you a clue what's gonna happen . . .