Field Trip To Camp Hercule
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Previous chapter...
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Videl jerked back in her seat and shot a furious glare at the man as he winked slowly before he turned his attention back to the teacher in front of him. She only settled back in her seat when he went up to the podium and began talking - he wouldn't be able to look at her then.
Gohan looked from Videl to Rob, his eyebrow raised. What was going on between the two? Shaking his head, very much confused, the Saiyan decided on not even trying to guess. After all, girls were a mystery to him, and chances are the Camp Counselor wasn't all that easy to figure out either.
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Operation Gohan and Videl, Plan A
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Sharpener groaned and rested his head in his hands as Gohan teetered from his seat on the log, eyelids drooping as he struggled to stay awake. After lectures, more activities and dinner, all of the students had been herded outside for a fun-filled camp fire. Along with the thrilling fire came songs and marshmellows, the latter being the favored of the two.
Gohan had decided to stop on his fifth marshmellow after getting strange looks from counselors, even though his stomach was still grumbling in discontent. Videl and Erasa had decided to amuse themselves by throwing things in the fire, occassionally mistaking someones wad of money for a leaf and not realizing it was something else before it was too late. After only 20 minutes of idle talking, Videl had dished out 150 in replacement of burnt cash while Erasa had been able to afford only about 5 cents, all she had left after a huge shopping spree the day before the field trip.
Counselor Rob finally dropped his stick and slowly brought himself to his feet, no one taking notice until he began to speak.
"Well, kids, this group needs some livening up! Anyone know some good camp fire songs?"
A groan sounded from around the fire.
"No, huh? How about Old McDonald's?"
Sharpener raised his head from his hands, eyes wide. "He can't be serious," he stated, falling silent as the man burst into wild song.
"He was serious," finished Erasa, forcing a grim smile as she covered both ears with her hands, Rob's voice being comparable to a dying donkey's screech.
In the circle that surrounded the fire, the other student's reacted to the singing in a way similar to Erasa's - either they covered their ears or began to slap themselves, one even going to lengths to knock himself unconscious.
After five minutes of ear-piercing choruses, there was a brief silence before some of the more enthusiastic of the counselors applauded, the teacher following suit. The teacher cast quick glares around the camp fire, and some of the more timid students clapped while the others pretended to not notice the look.
"That was a great song," commented one counselor optimistically, another nodding from his perch on a log.
"Yeah, great," muttered Sharpener in a sarcastic voice, rolling his eyes as he let his head roll back.
Erasa frowned, scuffing the dirt with the shoe of her toe.
"When in the heck is this torture going to be over, anyways?"
Suddenly someone's watch alarm went off and Rob jumped to his feet, waving his arms.
"Oh, we over-stayed our time! Everyone, to the cabins, it's bed time! I'll see you all bright and early tomorrow morning!"
Gohan raised his head and looked to the sky, mouthing the words 'Thank you' as students filed past him. Soon he leapt to his feet and did the same, running full-speed for Cabin #7, leaving Erasa, Sharpener and Videl in his dust.
Erasa had planned earlier that they were going to all play a game when they got back to the cabin. Gohan was still clueless on what kind of game she meant; he was guessing it would be something like Monopoly or checkers. If he was really, really lucky, it'd be some fighting game that he could dominate. All he knew was that she was going to invite a few more students over so there'd be more people to play with, and that the sitting room would be filled.
Gohan ran into the house then headed for his room, changing out of his dusty outfit into another in a record time of ten seconds. He walked out to the sitting room and sat down right as everyone else jogged in, panting slightly. He raised his head and shot a small grin towards the group - he hadn't even gotten a bit of sweat on his brow.
"Gohan! Slow down next time, won'tcha? These shoes were not meant for running!" Erasa whined, holding up a platform while rubbing a sore foot.
"Oh, heh... Sorry."
"Yeah, Gohan, geez. You were gone like... that," Sharpener snapped his finger - "and just disappeared on us."
Gohan smiled weakly, mumbling another apology as he turned back to the TV. He'd forgotten about his strength, again. Hopefully no one thought it was too weird, otherwise he was going to have some trouble.
Videl appeared behind Erasa and Sharpener, a small crowd of kids forming at the door.
"Hey, guys, what in the hell is the hold up? Get in the damn room so we can all fit in the house!" she yelled, shoving the pair forward.
The surge of students moved in until the door was able to close behind them. The TV blared and the furniture was pushed to each side of the walls, so that the maximum amount of room would be available in the house.
Gohan blinked, slowly standing from the couch as he stared at the students who filled the room, eyes wide in surprise.
"Erasa, aren't we gonna play some game or something? It's gonna be hard with all these people here!"
Sharpener turned his head, immediately speaking up for his girlfriend.
"Gohan, I don't think you understand what she meant by game yet..."
A huge grin on her face, Erasa jumped up on a table as other kids set up a stereo with speakers on each side of her and screamed, "LET'S PARTY!!"
The music was suddenly blasting through the cabin as everyone whooped and started dancing while a few others brought out the drinks. Sharpener, Erasa and Videl each split into different directions, leaving a confused Saiyan standing in the room while students crowded in around him, each whooping and dancing to their own beat.
Casting a quick glance around the room, Gohan suddenly took on a knowing look.
"Oh."
After the party had picked up a bit, Gohan stood in the middle of the room in a daze. What in the heck had just happened? Everything was happy, peaceful, then all of a sudden, people burst in from everywhere and music was playing, then it was a party. From the looks of it, it was a party that included alcohol.
Oh, man. Mom is not going to like this... not one bit.
Standing, Gohan crept along the side of the wall and somehow managed to stumble into his bedroom. He had been looking for some alone time but there was a small crowd of kids in his room; lucky for him, Erasa, Sharpener and Videl were in there. Unluckily for him, the couple wanted him to play whatever game they were playing.
"Hey, Gohan. You finally decided to ditch the main room, huh? It was getting a little crowded," Erasa giggled.
"Yeah, yeah, right..." Gohan trailed off, looking for a way of escape.
Sharpener grabbed Gohan by an arm, dragging him down so that he was sitting.
"Come on, just play the game! Okay, around the circle, that's Tyler, that's Jen, and that's Josh..." he named off the remaining students who sat in the circle, each waving as he spoke their name. "I think the minutes are up!"
Erasa stood and opened up the closet, laughing as a gasping boy and girl emerged.
"Looks like some people didn't have enough time to breathe in there!" she snickered before sitting back down.
Sharpener grinned back briefly, then looked around the room once. "Okay, everyone's gone once except for..." A wide, sly smile spread across his face. Standing, he grabbed Videl with one hand and Gohan with another, yanking them to their feet.
"What the heck are you doing?!" Videl growled as Sharpener shoved both her and Gohan into the closet.
He grinned again, "This!" - then slammed the door shut, locking it from the outside.
Gohan yelped, falling backwards over boxes of shoes. There was another gasp in front of him and a form collapsed on top of his own. Eyes widening, the Saiyan attempted to squirm out from whatever was on top of him but found it impossible - the closet wasn't big enough to allow him much movement.
"Uh, Videl? You're on top of me..."
"I know that, genius!" the girl snapped before trying to stand again, only tripping to land back on top of Gohan.
Raising an eyebrow slightly, Gohan shifted uncomfortably until a resounding slap was landed on a place that Videl guessed to be his face, which in reality was his shoulder.
"No grinding!"
Tilting his head to the side, which looked pretty strange from his position on the floor, Gohan blinked. He had no idea what she meant by that, and he was sure that he didn't want to know either. Letting out a confused sigh he let his head drop back to rest against a shoebox, using it as a temporary pillow.
After a few seconds of silence, Gohan raised his head again.
"Videl, what kind of game is this anyways?"
There was no response, but Gohan could sense that Videl was surprised and uneasy. She once again tried to stand but toppled over onto him, so that her face was directly in front of his.
He thanked Kami for the dark as he blushed a dark red, only slightly satisfied when his Saiyan sight showed that she was doing the same.
Videl let out a frustrated sigh as she tried to turn away, which didn't work too well. Gohan pulled his head back again, this time bonking it against the shoes in the box. His head jerked back up suddenly, his forehead hitting Videl's and they both yanked their heads back in response.
"Ouch!" she muttered, reaching up a hand to rub her forehead as Gohan groaned in growing irritation.
The closet wasn't getting any bigger and he still had no idea why in the heck they were in there in the first place.
"Um... Videl?"
"What do you want, Gohan."
Gohan let out a quiet breath of air. Fortunately for him, her voice had a patient tone to it.
"What game is this supposed to be?"
The body on top of him stiffened slightly. Gohan arched an eyebrow as he struggled to sit up, relieved when he managed to raise his upper body enough so that him and Videl weren't placed as they were before. The position still wasn't what he would have chosen ideally, but was better than the first one.
"Well...?" he prompted her, leaning his spine against the back of the closet.
"Uh..."
Gohan settled himself, knowing she'd end up telling him anyways since there was nothing else to do.
"It's... a game, and you have to go in a closet with someone and do, stuff."
"What kinda stuff?"
Videl almost slapped herself; instead, she groaned loudly.
Man, is this kid naive or what? How can he not pick it up what I mean?
"You know, like... what Sharpener and Erasa do all the time."
"Oh."
Gohan's face suddenly flared red as the realization of what the girl'd said hit him. Videl pulled back, looking at Gohan and almost burst out laughing at the twisted look on his face. It was obvious that he was incredibly embarassed and shocked by the idea of playing the game at all.
"Oh..." he said again, trailing off as Videl rolled her eyes, a small smirk making itself visible on her lips.
Gohan twisted in his awkward position to look down at Videl. She actually wasn't all that scary from how she was acting then. In fact.. she actually seemed... nice.
She raised her head and looked him straight in the eye, startled when he returned the gaze evenly. Last time she'd done that, he'd backed off. His attitude was definately changing it, and she had to admit she kind of preferred it to the one he'd sported before, the one that let her walk all over him.
Fully intent on keeping up the stare, she didn't realize that she had lost her balance until she started to completely fall to one side, letting out a small squeak of surprise as she slowly began to topple over.
Gohan's eyes widened slightly and he placed one hand on her hip and the other around the side of her ribcage, catching her then balancing her. She squirmed in his hold then finally completely rightened, letting out a small sigh of relief. The breath caught in her throat when she noticed Gohan's tight grip around her hips and she blushed faintly, muttering something about getting out of the closet.
Looking down at his wrist-watch, Gohan sighed as he remained oblivious to Videl's red face. Already, 30 minutes had passed. Apparently the others had completely forgotten about them, or something...
Videl recovered from her embarassment and leaned over his shoulder, looking at his watch and cursing vividly while leaning back again to press her ear against the door. She turned back to Gohan, her usual scowl back on her face.
"From the sounds of it the counselors crashed the party. Everythings totally silent. Sharpener and Erasa probably cleared everyone out then stole the girl's room, if you get my drift..."
The side of Videl's mouth twitched as she let out a huff of air, trying to stand as Gohan looked on in confusion. He shifted back, then stopped, considering for a moment.
I could blast us out of here, easy. That'd get us a nice, comfy night in a bed... Don't think like that, Gohan! Two separate beds, damn it... But then it's not really that bad in here, not at all. Plus, I can't let her know about the strength issue, can I?
It was decided. Gohan grabbed a few of the spare coats and Videl, who had managed to get to her feet, rattled the door knob frantically. Turning, he placed them on the ground, knowing it'd be their bed for the night and laid back down, shoving some of the boxes out of the way. He raised and eyebrow and smirked as Videl turned, somehow, to pull back and examine what room that remained.
Videl looked from Gohan to the five inches that were left, then back at the boy. He returned the gaze and shrugged.
"There isn't any other room, I can't move back anymore..."
She sighed then laid down fully, partly on top of him. Gohan sneaked a small grin behind his hand as he shifted to give her a little more room, before he rested his head on the make-shift pillow. Videl's eyes followed his actions for awhile until they began to droop, their progress rapidly increasing as Gohan reached over and pulled a coat over their bodies.
The Saiyan propped his head up on an elbow and watched her in silence for several minutes, until her breathing became quiet and even. Smiling softly to himself he let his arm drop, and he scooted a bit closer to Videl as she shivered in her sleep.
Slowly, careful that he wouldn't wake Videl up, Gohan coiled an arm around her and pulled her tightly against his form, raising an eyebrow as she sighed and snuggled deeper into the warmth of his chest. Gohan sucked in a tentative breath of air, bending down to see if she was awake. Guess not, false alarm. Letting out a wary sigh he rested her head on the pillow above hers, allowing himself to drift off to sleep with Videl resting against him. If Kami was with him, she wouldn't slap him too hard when she woke up.
Counselor Rob stormed into his cabin, slamming the door shut behind him. Livid with rage, he kicked a chair across the room, snarling as he heard one of the wooden legs break.
The kids in Cabin #7 had a blow-out party, and he had to go break it up. Things hadn't gone exactly as he'd planned, however. For one, Videl was supposed to be there. Two, she was supposed to be all over him.
Whatever kind of smut that had gone off with the girl was going to get his ass kicked. He'd see to it personally. There were plenty of ways to figure out who Videl's current love interest was, sure. Normally he'd be happy to find out himself, but he had a camp to watch, being the Head Counselor and all. Regrettably, he'd probably have to hire someone else to do the dirty work. He might even have to go to the lengths to have that person get rid of the competition for him.
Rob whipped his sunglasses off and threw them into a corner, his baseball cap soon following. Until he was really sure he'd need something done, he'd watch Videl by himself. The girl would always be in his sights until he got her to be his own. Then, his mission would be accomplished, and he'd be the most wanted man in Satan City, along with most famed next to Satan Hercule himself. Boyfriend of Satan Videl. Maybe even... husband, of Satan Videl. Hadaway Videl did have a certain ring to it, didn't it?
Twisting a cap off a soda bottle, Rob flopped back down on a couch, foot resting on his knee as he downed the beverage. Yup, no doubt about it, Videl was going to be his by the time the field trip was over.
The current object of Rob's affections yawned and sat up. Attempted, rather. Something was holding her down, from the feel of it, and it felt like it had a death-grip on her.
Muttering and wiping the sleep out of her eyes with a knuckle, Videl tried to see what the heck was holding her while, at the same time, trying to figure out where she was and why she was there. After some pokes and prodding, she realized that someone else was in the closed area with her, and that whoever it was was a little too close for comfort.
Deciding against the more violent, normal Videl-ish way of doing things, she instead tried to pry the arm off and away from her stomach. Several minutes of attempting the technique resulted in nothing.
Finally, she resorted to what she realized was the best way to do some things.
"WAKE UP!!"
Gohan bolted awake, bumping his head on the side of the wall in the process as he squinted his eyes in the dark. With a loud yelp and grumble, he rubbed the sore spot with one hand while tightening his hold on whatever he had with the other. A small squeak sounded from his side, and he froze in place. Opening first one eye, then the other, he gasped - Videl was very much awake, and was staring at him.
"Oops!" Panicking, he tried to loosen his grip around Videl's waist. In the closed area that didn't work too well, all he succeeded in doing was manuevering them around in a more uncomfortable position then before. "Damn it..." He tried to move again, and collapsed against the other side of the closet wall, half of his body on top of Videl while the other half held itself up by leaning against the opposing wall.
Videl blinked at Gohan, who's face was directly in front of hers as he grinned apologetically and tried to move again. Her face twisted into an expression of slight irritation and embarassment and she shifted back in the closet, towards where she hoped the door would be. Maybe, if they were very, very lucky, it'd be open...
Gohan grunted and somehow managed to lift himself completely off Videl so that he was balancing in midair. Smiling to himself, he thanked Kami for remembering that they were in the dark and that he was, in fact, half-Saiyan. Flying had proven to be his best bet for escaping partial embarassment.
"Thank you," Videl murmured before struggling to her feet and trying the closet door again. Grimacing, she turned back to Gohan. "Still locked."
Getting to his feet in the confined space, the Saiyan gently brushed past Videl to the door.
"Let me give it a try..."
He manuevered himself so that he completely blocked the door from Videl's vision. Heating up his palm with a touch of ki, he pressed his finger to the lock. A lop-sided smile appeared on his face as he heard the lock slowly melt until it was deemed useless. Twisting the doorknob, Gohan opened the door and stepped out, holding it open for Videl.
Why didn't I think of this before?
"Wh-what.. H-how did you...?"
Oh, yeah... that's why...
A small sweatdrop appeared on Gohan's forehead as he scrambled in his mind for a response.
"Um... Lock-picking!"
Videl kept her stare on his face, unconvinced.
He definately does not seem like the type that would know that kind of crap.
"I-I have some friends..." he stopped, hoping she would figure out the rest of his fake story on her own.
The girl seemed to take the bait and she stepped out of the closet, closing the door immediately afterwards. Turning back to Gohan she gave him one last look before nodding her head, sheepishly, then running out of the room for her own bedroom.
Gohan watched Videl run out and stretched out a hand, wiping the sweat away from the back of his neck. Naturally, Videl would probably have to sleep somewhere else. If Sharpener wasn't in the guys' bedroom, the demi-Saiyan had a vague idea of where he would be instead.
Shrugging, the boy tugged his shirt off and slipped into his own bed, letting out a sigh of relief. He had somehow managed to survive sleeping in a closet with Videl for about half the night, and she hadn't even hurt him.
After settling into bed, Gohan rested the back of his head on his arms as he stared at the ceiling, smiling slightly.
Nope, she's not that bad at all. Once you get past all the hostility, of course.
He flipped over in bed, hugging his pillow tightly.
Maybe we could be... friends.
Videl slipped back out of hers' and Erasas' bedroom, disgusted after seeing the couple in the incredibly ... well, let's just say it was in a way that she'd rather not see the two. Fortunately, she'd managed to snag some spare blankets and a pillow on her way out. At least sleeping on the couch for one night wouldn't be all that bad.
She wandered into the main sitting room then stopped, the blankets and pillow dropping from her hands as she gaped at the sight. The room was completely trashed. Plastic cups were everywhere, along with some crumbs and other remenants of food. The couch's cushions where everywhere, and from the looks of it one of them was torn up a bit. All the furniture was still shoved to the side, but pieces of each had been dragged into the center of the room and were, basically, screwed up. Slapping her face, Videl groaned. There was no way in hell that she was going to be the one cleaning up the mess. She hadn't even been present for most of the party - for about the entire thing, she'd been locked in a closet with Son Gohan.
Cursing vividly she walked away from the sitting room to the kitchen, flipping on the faucet. Splashing water on her face, she shot another look at the wrecked room, cursing again.
"Erasa and Sharpener are oh-so dead tomorrow," she muttered, turning off the faucet while she grabbed her sleeping supplies.
Where in the hell am I going to sleep now?
Videl held up one hand, fingers raised as she ticked off her options.
"Erasa and Sharpener are in our room, so that's definately off limits for the night. The couch is trashed, and everyone in the other cabins is asleep, so I can't bunk with them..." One option remained, and there was no other way that she was going to last the night unless she went with it. Sighing in defeat, she held up the remaining finger and nodded. "The guy's room, it is."
Heading towards the rooms to the left of the cabin, she knocked on the door softly, letting it creak open. From the looks of it, Gohan had already hit the sack.
"Gohan?"
A figure sat up in one of the beds and looked in her direction.
"Wh-what?"
Gohan, half-asleep, stood from the bed. Wobbling slightly he made his way to where Videl was standing, scratching his head.
Man, what could she want? I hope she isn't out for revenge since I got a little close in the closet...
"I.. um.. need a place to sleep."
"Huh? Why?"
Videl placed her hands on her hips, scowling. "Is it really all that hard to figure out?"
Blinking, Gohan suddenly remembered why, exactly, Sharpener wasn't in the room. Blushing in the dark, he nodded his head slowly, only partially understanding.
"So? I can sleep in the spare bed?"
"Oh, t-that's not a prob... Okay, Videl."
Videl nodded to Gohan, a weary look suddenly about her. Turning from him she walked slowly to the bed, hiding a sigh as she pulled herself into the bed, blankets being tucked around her form as her face nested in the pillow.
Gohan watched after her, surprised as how tired she was, before slapping himself mentally for staring too long. Turning to his own bed he crawled in between the sheets, letting out a small yawn.
Finally. Sleep. Sleep, in the same room as Videl.
His body stiffened as he winced. This was going to take some getting used to.
Of course, the reaction to Gohan and Videl sleeping in the same room, but not the same bed, was unpleasant. Sharpener slapped Gohan roughly on the back.
"What is wrong with you!"
Erasa, taking a less violent approach, refused to make Videl and Gohan pancakes.
"Punishment for making the whole plan go downhill!"
The pair had, in turn, found themselves eating bowls of sugarpuffs for the morning meal.
"And they thought I was a dog for trying to hook them up so much," Videl grumbled into her bowl, sighing irritably as Gohan's stomach grumbled again. Casting a glare at him, she shook her head. "Are you ever not hungry?!"
Laughing nervously, Gohan smiled weakly. "Uh.. well.. come to think of it..."
Groaning, Videl took her bowl to the sink and dumped it in before heading to her room, slamming the door behind her.
Still laughing uneasily, Gohan slowly trailed off, ending the brief moment with a long, soft sigh, that only Sharpener caught. Smirking, Sharpener leaned his head on his arm.
"You see? There is something wrong with you."
Shooting a glare over his shoulder at Sharpener, Gohan stood and walked out the door, leaving the blonde to clear the table. After all, it was his day for clean up.
Walking out into the crisp morning air, the demi-Saiyan let out a breath of trapped air. Time to himself. Finally! Those two were driving him crazy, being on his back one second, doing over hentai-ish things the next. That was what they wanted him to be doing to her! Her, Videl, would kill him if she even knew that it was even being considered. That was a big red sign that said stop to him. Stop, turn, run away. Except for when in a closed, compact space, when you have no other option...
No! Bad Gohan! Hentai thoughts, bad! Very, very, bad!
Slapping himself in the face, Gohan plopped down on a tree trunk, muttering under his breath. He was confused. Incredibly confused.
She seemed really... well, comfy with him. When they were sleeping, at least. She looked really angelic, almost the exact opposite of when she was awake. When she was awake, she acted like she hated him. He wasn't sure if it was all fake, really, but if it was an act, she was one good actress.
Gohan raised a head. Sharpener and Erasa, though stupid at times, were so close. He wondered how they did it. When Erasa was off shopping, like she was at the moment, Sharpener knew exactly where she was and what she was doing, and at times, why. At least most of the time - the only time he didn't was when he had overslept or something of the like.
The couple also completely understood each other, and their personalities bounced off each other as well. It was so great for them, and they already seemed like a life-time couple.
His thoughts were interrupted as a bag crashed next to his head, and he toppled back over the tree stump, crashing to the ground.
"Dang! Ouch!"
"Oh, sorry Gohan!" Erasa appeared next to him, juggling two grocery bags with her hands while giggling. She shifted her hold and tried to bend down to pick up the other bag before the two others also fell, joining their triplet on the dirt.
"Crap!" Erasa placed her hands on her hips, obviously irritated. "That was not supposed to happen!"
Gohan, grumbling a bit, stood and picked up the three bags with ease before turning to head back into the cabin. Erasa, eyes wide, followed suit.
"Hey, Gohan, you're pretty buff! Gohan? Gohan!"
Dumping the bags into the kitchen, Gohan trudged into his room, slamming the door behind him. Erasa stopped, a little shocked, before collapsing on the couch next to a half-asleep Sharpener. Turning her head, Erasa poked him in the stomach.
"Huh.. wha?"
"I think Videl and Gohan are both a little grouchy today."
"I bet it's that time of the month."
Erasa smacked Sharpener hard on the shoulder, making him wince. "Stupid! That's only for girls! Besides, it's so totally not that, otherwise Videl would've requested some certain supplies. I think it has to do with the closet time."
Now interested, Sharpener sat up, leaning his chin on his hand as he propped his elbow up on the couch cushion.
"Really, now. We can't let our favorite couple-to-be stay mad forever, can we?"
Eyes brightening, the blonde-haired girl nodded vigorously. "Right!"
"All they need is a push in the right direction."
"Yep, just a little help..."
Sharpener rubbed his hands together, an evil glint in his eye as Erasa let out a sly giggle.
"That can be arranged."
Several hours later, the four teens found themselves in the kitchen, preparing a small batch of food that they'd later use for the Baking Contest.
"Okay, you guys, hurry up with that pie!"
"Right, right..." Gohan mumbled into the bowl as he stirred it more quickly, Videl rolling her eyes as she shifted to the side away from him as she sliced up the peaches.
Erasa, after casting a quick glance at Videl and Gohan, turned back to Sharpener while winking.
"Operation Gohan and Videl, plan A!" she mouthed as she handed Sharpener a glass of water.
Grinning evily, the teen took a few casual strides forward, glass in hand. As he approached the pair, he suddenly tripped, the water splattering from the glass onto Videl's shirt. As always, Videl had been wearing her baggy white shirt. It didn't show much on its own, but when it was wet...
"Oh, whoa! Man, Videl, my bad!"
The girl, once again sopping wet, stood frozen for several long seconds. It was obvious she was trying to control her temper, and it didn't look like she was doing too well. Sneaking a look at Gohan, Sharpener smirked; yup, it was working.
The demi-Saiyan was blushing furiously, and it was obvious he was tryin to avert his gaze which didn't work. He was staring full-on at Videl, eyes wide. His jaw was hanging open slightly. Sure, it was the second time he'd seen the girl with a wet white shirt, but the first time he hadn't even looked. This time, he was already looking at her when it'd happened, sooo--
"Son Gohan, what in the hell are you doing?" Videl's voice broke into his thoughts, dangerously quiet.
"Staring at your--oooop!!" Slapping a hand over his mouth, Gohan blushed an even darker red as he winced, Videl's glare beginning to have an effect on him.
I have got to stop saying what I'm thinking! he screamed at himself mentally, cowering back slightly as Videl advanced on him.
"Finish that sentence."
Unknown to both teens, Sharpener and Erasa had made their exit from the backdoor, Sharpener fearing a painful death and Erasa hoping the two would get around to making out.
"W-what?" Gohan stammered, grabbing for his shirt collar to tug at it nervously.
Is it just me, or is it really hot in here?
"Finish. That. Sentence." Videl puncuated each word clearly, eyes narrowing as she placed her hands on her hips.
I wonder... is he gonna wimp out again or actually do it?
"Well, I-I said.. I was.. staring.. atyourchest!!" he blurted out, before turning around and running for the door.
Grabbing the door knob, he attempted to yank it open to find it was locked. No!! he yelled to himself as he rattled the knob, knowing that if he broke down the door Videl would have even more reasons to be suspicious of him. A hand appeared on his shoulder and spun him around before shoving him up against a wall, Videl keeping him pinned to it as she lifted him to his toes by his shirt.
"First off, stop running off. Second..." She stopped mid-sentence, then smirked at him as she dropped his shirt, letting him slip from the wall to the ground as he stared up at her in shock. "You should figure it out from there."
Stepping over his sprawled out legs, she headed for the bedrooms as Gohan stared after her in wonder.
Well, uh, wow.
Slowly stumbling to his feet, the teen rubbed his head, confused. "I don't know what she meant by figure it out from there," he muttered crossly as he slowly turned and tried the door knob again.
Naturally, the knob clicked and the door swung open as Gohan gaped at it in surprise, then embarassment.
I guess I turned it the wrong way...
Sighing, the teen walked out the door and slowly closed it behind him, heading nowhere in particular, when the bushes shook beside him. Eyeing it oddly, he shook his head and continued walking.
Seconds later, once Gohan had walked around a corner, two figures leaped out of the plant as leaves and branches flew in every which way, the majority of them sticking out of the two teens' hair.
"That was close!" Erasa gasped, sucking in a breath of air.
"Yeah, yeah. But did you see that? Operation Gohan and Videl, plan A--"
"--was only partly successful!" Erasa finished for Sharpener before frowning. "One of the next few plans had better work, before we run outta letters to use."
Sharpener straightened, yanking a twig out of his hair. "You really think we'll take that long?"
"Knowing Gohan's obliviousness, and Videl's stubborness... Yep."
To be continued...