Stolen Kisses…
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Chapter Three: Regrets…?
The Next Day (After the lemon)….
It seemed like an eternity before Videl could managed to breath and utter even a syllable. Her whole body ached, her thighs, her lips, everything. Even though her body was sore she couldn't find a word to describe the wonderful feeling she had experience last night. Part of her felt awful and humiliated but then another part felt it was right. Her body had completely betrayed her, had totally destroyed her will, and she found it beyond belief that she just experienced a traumatic emotional upheaval.
Gohan too believed his own body betrayed him. He had only wanted to scare her and show her vulnerability with kisses. But instead he also exposed his own vulnerability. He never planned it would lead to sex with the feisty beauty. He found himself lost in her sweet tastes; he was lost in tangles of emotions he knew he had no strength to break. In emotional retreat he fell back on her anger and distrust to keep him from saying things he just couldn't understand. Like love.
He moved to lie beside her. Part of him felt awful and the other felt confused and satisfied. Finally he regained control of himself and tried to figure out what he should say, he knew he had to say something. He wanted to tell her exactly what he felt deep inside. But before he could even open his mouth Videl suddenly got up. She went to the where her clothing lay in a heap and began to dress.
The silence that hung over them was one neither of them had ever experienced before.
He could feel the wall between them grow as she drew completely away from him. Gohan bit his lip, "*Dammit!*"
He spoke her name quietly and hoped she answered. "Videl…" she didn't respond or answer back. To Videl, she had to force her hands to put back on her clothing. Her hands shook involuntarily and to her they looked a bit more colored than usually. It was as if she let him enter her thought he'd unarm her and make her battle the force of her hold. He stood up and reached to grip her gently but firmly by her shoulders so she could look at him.
His eyes were warm and his voice was soft and sincerer than he thought. Then he said the two words that were the last thing Videl wanted to hear. "I'm sorry."
He wasn't truly sorry about what they had just shared but he was sorry if he'd hurt her in anyway, physically and/or emotional. But Videl could only hear what her mind told her over and over. Gohan Son had come to battle her in the only way he could find the most vulnerability. She thought painfully and angrily, that he had been successful. He not only did what he set out to do but also crushed and demolished her pride and dignity within an hours' time. From the great heights of pleasure and lust she plummeted to the dark depths of self-recrimination. She had foolishly allowed him to pass through her defensives after just a few touches. She shook her head, this would never happen again. She vowed silently that she'll never let anyone hurt her again. Her body ached but not as much as her shattering heart. What a fool she had been. She should have examined Gohan more thoroughly for now it was too late. There was, she concluded sadly, no room in his heart for her. Nothing mattered beyond conquering and strength.
She would not give away a weapon he could use against her and her family. Finally to Gohan's relief she answered. Scoffing she touched her hair to her left shoulder and placed on her jacket, "Why be sorry, Gohan?" she laughed harshly. "Why be sorry when you did what you came to do, am I right? And you wanted to prove your point, didn't you? But if you think that will send us off then…" she looked up to him with those haunting and hurt sapphire eyes and coldly replied. "You're sadly mistaken."
Gohan winced and cast his gaze away from her. "You're wrong Videl, at least on more than one of you're claims." He looked down daring to meet her gaze. "I cam here to scare you and you're family into leaving, nothing more and nothing less. What happened between us was as much beyond my control as yours."
Videl scowled. "I should have known."
Confused, he raised his eyebrows in one of the cutest fashions. Videl clenched her fist trying to remember that this was no time for that. "Know what?" Gohan asked.
"You'd love it if we left now, wouldn't you? The laugh would yours, wouldn't it?" she looked disgusted and continued. "You wanted to drive us off and but not until you had you're fun. I hate your games; you wanted to prove you are superior and master of all he touches, right?"
Gohan narrowed his eyes and the naive ness and innocent expression vanished. "You know that's not true."
Videl laughed harshly. "Then you and your family wouldn't mind if my family stays then… correct?" But she could sense the answer in the tensing of his muscles.
"Videl, don't you understand, we're… this place it's different from what you're accustom to living too and *I don't trust myself again after what just happened and your father annoys the hell of out me*"
Videl's voice was soft but held a deep coldness. "I know exactly what you're afraid of Gohan… you're afraid that if I stay I'll prove to be trouble for you. Put yourself at ease because this will never happen again, I have no claim on you and you have none on me. Let's just put this horrible mistake behind us and never speak of it again. Agreed?"
Gohan reluctantly nodded. "Agreed..." Gohan scrambled to get his shirt but when he did he could see Videl running towards the door. She was nearing the knob as he shrugged on his shirt thinking of what she had just said. He knew she felt he had planned this and to every detail until she was weak and pleaded with him. He knew it wasn't the truth, and he knew he'd never expect her to accept the truth, especially since he found it equally as hard to accept it himself.
He wished he could find someway for Videl to see that but at this rate it would be like fighting Cell in Hurcule's body. Maybe it would be for the best, like Videl suggested, that he too should forget what had happened moments before, he reflected.
Yet a small and annoying voice in the back of his head, though in vain he tried to ignore it, laughed for they both knew he wouldn't be able to forget it so easily. He knew they had nothing between them except a barrier that had been built as soon as they awoke in one another's arms. Sighing, Gohan took another look at the room and sense Videl was on the opposite side waiting for him to leave. Gohan opened the window and slipped out before making it back to the Son house, hopefully before anyone noticed he was gone.
It was a semi-short yet thoughtful flight home, Gohan was filled with some regret for what had happened, he knew he had touched something incomparable and something he might never touch again. He also knew the battles had only begun but what had happened would hang over their heads for the longest of time. Gohan landed and headed for the small patio. When he entered the kitchen he made sure to close the door as quietly as possible. He heard a tap and nearly jumped. In the corner sitting indolently was M. Trunks who had a smirk covering his lower face. His eyes, though narrowed, glowed with curiosity.
Chuckling Trunks drank his milk, "So the tomcat prowls tonight, eh Gohan?" he whispered passing Gohan he said, "I just wonder where he was prowling."
Videl looked at herself in the mirror. She hated herself; she'd fallen so easily for his trap that it sickened her. The areas around her eye were puffy and red from her tears. She crumbled her tissue in her hand. "Enough crying…." She scolded herself.
She came willing into those warm arms; all he had to do was reach for her.
He didn't like most males; camouflage his obvious lust behind sweet words. She remembered all too clearly that he said he wanted her but never said he loved her. She wanted to be with the person that would love her forever and then some but this was an awful twist.
"Oh damn you." She wasn't sure if she was damning Gohan or herself for this. But her mind said "both." A hand of fear ran up and down her spine and twisted her stomach. And the scariest part was at that moment she could be carrying his child. Well, their child. Videl shook her head and groaned. Brining a child into this world, she never would have thought she'd have a child in a loveless relationship.
Videl made a face in her mirror.
…Loveless…?
She and Gohan had nothing between them but that barrier she began to build as soon as the morning son and reality hit her. "Uhg, what a horrible punishment for a mistake…" she stood up and put her brush down. She'd have to go into the city for a pregnancy test before anything else. She wasn't sure she wanted an abortion and her heart ached at the thought of it. What a mistake, her mind nagged over and over.
Videl held her head and tried not to think of what her father would say. She knew exactly what her father would say…
"That little bastard knocking up my daughter, did he? When he gets a mouthful of fists in his jaw he'll think twice. Now, I'll call Dr. Nikon and we'll have that abortion within the hour. Then off to boarding school, can't take chances, no sir. And why the hell did you have him in your room in the first place?! Didn't I tell you over and over everyday boys are NOT and I repeat NOT to be in your room or at least 500 meters away from you at all times!"
Videl groaned. She never would have imagined she would be one of those teen mothers, it was just crazy. And they always said it could happen on the first try or the next and so forth. She could never marry Gohan, at least this cold Gohan. She wanted someone warm and loving not someone cold and distant. She couldn't even if he was forced to after the truth being revealed one way or another she couldn't marry her enemy.
Videl flopped on her bed and tried to dismiss those thoughts, at least until the shock and angry worn down a bit. After a few moments she looked at the mirror and noted she was still a bit pale. Even as she welcomed an early morning nap she was greeted by unwanted dreams.
Serenity looked at her glass of water for what Tori counted as three minutes now.
Annoyed, Tori muttered, "If you're not going to drink the damn thing then get rid of it."
The intellectual blonde merely glared back at her brother and not only continued to stare but tapping which added onto getting on Tori's nerves. She smiled innocently at her older brother. "Am I … annoying you, oh great game man?"
"Ha, ha..." Tori dryly laughed.
She looked up and pushed her glass aside. "Did you hear any noises last night? …Around midnight?"
Tori shrugged. "Wouldn't know, I stayed up watching some action movie and fell asleep with the thing still going on." He raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
Her cheeks flared. "Because I…"
Tori laughed out loud. "What, you heard Rosanna and daddy…?" he laughed harder as he saw her face grow to a deep crimson. Then their faces turned to a bright green as the thought of what Tori said came flashing into their minds.
"…EWW, gross." They yelled in unison and stood up from the table.
Serenity, which finally got her normal color on her face, shook her head. "No dim-witted, it wasn't coming from daddy's room because his is far on the left…"
"Hey, I gotta go pick up my girlfriend for our date and you know how long of a drive that is." He grabbed his blue jacket and checked for his capsule sports car. "Tell me about it later… as long as if doesn't involve nasty stuff like dad and that whore…later, Blondie!"
"HEY…!" Serenity yelled and just missed grabbing him by the throat by a millisecond. "Jackass…" she muttered and emptied her dish. She shuddered of the thought of Rosanna with her father but she worried about those noises she heard. She decided she'd rack her brains about it later, she and Videl planned on going to the nearby villages for some shopping.
Serenity knocked on Videl's bedroom door. It was strange; Videl didn't show up for breakfast or even came out of her room for that matter. She didn't hear one peep from Videl since last night or even heard her walk out of her room. Had she forgotten and went back to sleep? It was still early but something remained amiss to the curious blonde.
"*Something big must be up!*" Serenity concluded.
"That would be exactly five hundred zeni, please." The brunette haired salesclerk replied and finished scanning the other items.
Serenity looked at her money and nodded. "Videl, do you think you can loan me ten zeni?"
Videl shrugged. "Sure." Videl took out her portal able pocketbook and searched through her coins. Serenity turned back just in time to see a case small birth control pills and a pregnancy test. She stared at it in bewilder until the salesclerk placed it inside a bag.
"*Odd…*"Serenity thought, then she snapped back into reality when she felt Videl hand her the coin in her hand. "Uhm… thanks, Videl." Her sibling nodded and Serenity finished paying for the remaining items.
As the two made their way to the jet-plane Serenity pondered on the two items. She knew she didn't put them in and Videl… Nuah, there was no guy… the Son boy and Trunks…
She shook her head again. Videl was uninterested in both of them, well Gohan the most of the two. Maybe Rosanna…? Serenity groaned to herself, well it was either Videl or Rosanna. Was Videl doing something she shouldn't?
"*Man, am I losing it… but then again. They always said the quiet ones…*" she trailed off as she began to start the engine. Videl hadn't spoke during the whole long hour and a half ride back home. Serenity could see she was nervous and she twitched sometimes as well. What was her little sister hiding?
Gohan slept for almost half the evening and when he finally emerged from his room his hair was ruffled and his face still looked like it lacked sleep. M. Trunks went unnoticed for a while as he suspiciously observed Gohan. Gohan felt his gaze and turned to face him. "…Something on your mind, Trunks?"
With a small smile and a shrug Trunks replied. "No… nothing really…"He watched with excitement when Gohan froze completely before the counter.
"Oh?"
M. Trunks smirked; he heard nervousness in Gohan's short reply. "Yeah, wasn't sure but I believe I heard noises. But then again me and my saiyan ears and all…" he trailed off.
Gohan grunted to himself. Trunks knew something and he hated how things were steering and heading in his favors. Gohan chuckled slightly and all nervousness vanished. "…Hearing things, Trunk? Gohan drank down his large glass of water. "You've been drinking, or just hearing things."
"Oh not last night…." Trunks plastered on a wide grin. "Actually I came over to get something for my mom from yours, but your parents along with Goten were heading over to your grandparents first. So I came to ask you but I was quite surprised I couldn't find you anywhere." Trunks knew the last part was a semi-white lie, he could sense Gohan anywhere from his large ki. But Gohan's ki remained masked for sometime before trunks could trace it again. Trunks didn't let his grin go to waste. "So o pal of mine, where were you?"
Deliberately ignoring Trunks question Gohan replied. "Why? You could have waited until my mom got back. Goten told me they got back ten minutes after you arrives and it wasn't cold."
M. Trunks pretended to be a bit insulted and grunted, "Fine be that way, geez no sympathy for a friend!" then he looked at Gohan again. "Seriously though-" he paused seeing a glare from Gohan and dropped the subject, for now. "I was wondering if you wanted help driving those credit-takers outta here, you know Hurcule and his crew?"
Gohan shook his head and poured himself a third large glass of water. "If I need you're help I'll ask."
"*Fad chance.*" M. Trunks thought. He knew Gohan was over the Satan house, he saw him head over there without being detected. It wasn't a surprise that Videl drew Gohan with the same magnetic beauty and personality. M. trunks wondered if his plan was taking too long of a time, he may have to speed it up and maybe provide some competition. He just hoped he wouldn't fall hard for Videl as Gohan, for it would be hell to pay if Gohan truly loved her. He'd have to see Videl's mother, he knew she could see who where soul mates and who were not. If Gohan and Videl were soul mates then they were obvious saiyan mates. Hopefully he could figure out where she was.
Trunks sighed and leaned back in his chair as he usually did. "So Gohan, when do you plan on moving them out? It's taking you awfully long, the last residents hightailed it outta there in three seconds flat and you scare them off within that hour they arrived."
Gohan glared at Trunks. "Don't you have somewhere to be?"
Trunks just let his grin grow. "Maybe Gohan's manners are so nice that our new neighbors, mainly the youngest plan on staying. Hum?" Trunks chided. "Maybe I should fly over there and do the threatening for you."
Gohan's voice was like chips of ice and his eyes were even colder than ever before. Now Trunks was more than shocked. Gohan was more sensitive about the subject than he thought. "I told you already Trunks, if I need your help I'll ask for it, got it?"
Softly Trunks asked, "You sure you want them to leave?"
Gohan grunted. "Now what the hell is that suppose to me Trunks? Dammit, if you have a damn point I wish you'd just get to it."
"No point, Gohan. I was just wondering if you were going all soft now… since that damn girl is so pretty and you being so attracted to her. Did I say that out loud?" He then shrugged and added. "That's all."
Two male laughers entered the room, one hoarse and the other free and heartily.
Trunks and Gohan saw it was Vegeta and Goku, sweaty and filthy from training outside and teaching C. Trunks and Goten new tricks. "So that's what has Gohan all pissed off and Trunks grinning like some idiot?" Vegeta chuckled and grabbed himself a seat. He found their suffering interesting and humorous. "Though there are lots of pretty girls around, Kakorat and I married two of them. So as these blast humans say 'there are more fishes in the sea' or something like that." He cracked his knuckles. "Hurcule eh…? Well, I'll just have to give him my own neighborly visit, with a few broken bones on his part."
"VEGETA…!" Bulma scolded and glared at her husband. "Even though most--"
"Correction, all of us..." C. Trunks interrupted.
Bulma sighed heavily. "All right, all of us want to see Hurcule groveling for his life after what he did at the Cell Games, I won't promote violence."
Goku laughed. "Hey, weren't you the one who would have killed me with your bad driving skills when we first met if I wasn't a saiyan?"
Bulma glared at her friend and stomped her foot. "Well I never, bad driving skills my ass!"
"Showed that a lot too..." Roshi chuckled followed by his perverted and annoying laughter.
Bulma ignored him and didn't care at that moment to know how he got there in the first place. "As I remember you and Piccolo were two of the world's most horrible drivers! You only got your license from saving a group of students on a field trip, remember?" she didn't notice Chichi's face turning bright crimson with rage from behind her. Goku hoped Bulma remembered about her frying pan. "Now that's what I call bad driving!"
"HOW DARE YOU!!" Chichi screamed. The saiyans and Roshi cringed from the scream. "HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT MY GOKU THAT WAY-piccolo ok, so he's green, big whoop. So he sponged off my cooking since he can't get up and fly to Popo once in a while or can't seem to look for a wife, but-YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK ABOUT MY HUBBY THAT WAY! I SIMPLELY WON'T ALLOW IT! GO BAD-TALK YOUR MAN INSTEAD OF MINE, OK SISTER?"
Bulma fell over; she would have been deaf by now. Chichi's eyes glowed with a dark red as she lunged for the dazzled Bulma. "Now, now..." Goku held her back but found it difficult. "Chill out, Chi, we're all bad drivers ok?"
"I concur." Vegeta muttered.
Chichi glowered at her husband. "GOKU…! WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? ---"
"…YEAH!" Bulma yelled at Vegeta. "And what do you mean by 'I concur'? I don't remember your driving classes all too successful either, mister!"
The Son house began to shake as the woman throttled their husbands and threw anything they could get their hands on. And I mean anything.
"…Mom!!" C. Trunks and Goten pleaded and squirmed. The women realized in their rage they were about to throw their very sons. They gently placed them done and patted their hair.
"Sorry." They blushed and sweat dropped slightly.
M. Trunks paused in the middle of his sentence as Gohan got up abruptly and left.
M. Trunks realized with a start he never seen Gohan as furious as he had just now.
He'd thought Vegeta would actually move aside and let him take care of the job but sadly, he didn't. He'd taken the problem from Gohan without consulting and took it upon himself. What he wanted was not only his father but Gohan to feel what it was to feel second in matters. To be left in the dark and live with frustration that he lived with for so long.
Trunks didn't know whether it was anger or jealousy. He knew Gohan was with Videl last night. But Gohan didn't look to happy about Trunks finding out or having knowledge about it. Trunks, wasn't truly jealous about that, but he wanted what Gohan was hopefully going to get. Someone to love and someone to hold at night, and he stayed up at night longing for that for so long, in his time all the friends he had at school and girls that adored him were all killed. He never had a chance at romance, love, none of that stuff.
Trunks stood by the porch watching Gohan try to regain his composure.
Gohan looked at Trunks. "One of these days, Trunks… you're stupid sense of humor is going to bounce back and slap you in the face. And I doubt you'll find it funny at all."
"Don't blame me because you don't have one." He remained planted on the porch. "Why so angry Gohan…? Someone stepped on your toes today… or last night?"
Gohan growled to himself, the thoughts of Trunks knowing what had happened last night and the thoughts he might be added shot through his body.
Gohan turned back to face Trunks with a grin that scared the other half-saiyan to death. "Oh, don't worry about me, dear friend. It hasn't happened yet… and I don't intend to let it." Trunks remained gawking somewhat and pondered about what Gohan said. He still looked at the patch of grass Gohan was standing on a few minutes ago. Had Gohan truly been with Videl or not…? Or was it his cold that he had that night that was messing with reality and make-believe? He walked slowly down the three steps. That was something he'd have to find out. Eagar to or not…
Vegeta walked up to the Satan house with a grim determination. He knew they were following him and he didn't give a damn. Hurcule wasn't going to get the last laugh, that commercial was inexcusable.
Hurcule looked at the mirror at his reflection and smiled.
No one was going to stand in his way of becoming wealthier, no one.
His ex wife had been weak, he grinded his children to the breaking point since the divorce to get every sensitive notch out of them. He didn't want any memories of her, after the divorce he tore every picture, book, and newspapers, everything that bore her name. And he madder sure his children knew about that, he even went as far as forbidding them to speak of her name.
He drank, womanized too much and his humor pricked his children until they drew blood. He wasn't a bad father but it was tough being a father at barely twenty. He wasn't sure when his ex become pregnant again that he wanted another daughter. One of power was enough, but two and one with a nasty lightening storm always in he eyes was too much. No matter what, Videl always came second and he realized that. But he just couldn't pin it down as to why?
But thoughts of his ex rambled through his mind every day and night, even with Rosanna only inches away. Every time he embraced the woman, she came to mind, every kiss, every touch, his ex was there instead. Maybe he was having a relapse of something or just losing his mind? Even now, after all these years his ex seemed to bring back the tears-he thought long forgotten- the loneliness and pain.
He'd never given himself as he had to his beloved Kikya. She was beautiful beyond words and yet so deadly. She was always there and brought a smile to his face. He never drank more than one bottle in two years when they were together. He'd love her and it seemed he still did, he did everything good for the memory of her… and the guilt he still carried. But it just didn't seem to be enough.
He could still see those deep sapphire eyes -that almost looked brown at times- and her black hair begging him not to leave. She never cared for his money or his publicity; she only cared for her family and him. They had loved each other so much; they first knew they were falling in love with the other about thirty-years ago in middle school. But she still had gone with him, for he never loved a woman, not one. Dammit, every time he thought about her he wondered why him? Why would she of all women fall for him? He wasn't the most graceful or intelligent man around and had the most annoy laugh, and yet she loved him with all her heart. It just hurts so much that he caused her heart to break because of his pride.
Heavy Knocking
Heavy Knocking
Heavy Knocking
Heavy Knocking
Hurcule finally took himself from his mirror and answered the door. He looked around for a moment and then saw the shorter, and by the looks of it angry man.
"Uh…. Good morning." Hurcule stuttered.
Vegeta grunted.
Nervously Hurcule added. "Not a morning person I take it, hum?*who is this guy? He's seems awfully familiar… maybe a magazine? Why is he so pissed off? Did I forget to sign his autograph or something?*" then his face paled as he began to uncontrollably stutter. "You're-and he and you… and they and… oh Kami."
"Oh yeah, oh Kami…" Vegeta smirked. "I see you have some brain cells in tack." He cracked his knuckles and that prideful smirk never left his face. "Mind if I destroy a few more?"
"But-I-they-Kami, Kami, Kami…!" He began to pace around before screaming and dashing off into the house. "Oh Kami, save me…! I'm too beautiful to die!" he began to sob then he straighten. "I am Hurcule, what am I babbling about? I could beat that dwarf any day for I am the man who defeated Cell!"
Boom
Again the large man shrieked and fell back wildly. "Please don't come any closer; I have a family you know. You're that short guy…If its money you want…"
Vegeta scoffed. "I don't want your damn money, jackass!"
"…Jackass? HEYY, you may not want my millions and millions but don't call me a jackass, ok?"
Vegeta shrugged and he showed he didn't care. "I don't give a damn what you prefer, and neither should you." He clenched his fist and a glowing ki blast formed. "…Because you might as well consider yourself dead."
Hurcule stomped his feet. "We're staying here and-and you-you're not gonna scare us off!"
Vegeta laughed. "My mistake but it sounds to me as if you are scared, champ."
Videl stood in the hallway and could hear the conversation downstairs easily. As more threats by the newcomer came so did the thunder and lightening of her rage grow.
She gripped onto the doorknob trying every anger management techniques but they seemed to be failing miserably. First Gohan, then Trunks then some new man, who next? Did they really think they'd move out by their whim of command? Well, she was going to prove to them they were not going to succeed at all, even if they thought they had.
She had a ki blast in one hand and a pistol in the other. She was more than grateful at that moment she had a talented mother and an undercover cop. There was no fear in the shadowy sapphire eyes of hers, only angry. When both males spotted her it was as if a hand of the past had reached beyond the grave to touch them. Kikya! The men thought in one desperate moment-the same slim body, the same jet-black hair, and worse, the same misty sapphire eyes.
Vegeta shook his head, he found himself shaking for just a mere second. "Who the hell are you?"
"Videl Satan and I believe your sons have received our answers already, so be smart and scurry off."
"Sons…?" Vegeta snarled and looked back to see Goku waving innocently as he was forcefully being shoved by Bulma and Chichi, who were behind the tree.
"GOKU…!" Chichi and Bulma yelled and tried to shove the unwilling saiyan from grabbing the tree trunk.
Vegeta turned back to the two. "And who are you to be giving me orders? Don't you know who I am, brat? If you kneel now I shall spare you."
Videl laughed. "-spare me?"
"That's it; I am the prince of all saiyans! I command--"
"Saiyans…?" Hurcule blinked. The word sounded awfully familiar.
"Ahhhaa Hehhehe, what a kidder…!" Goku covered Vegeta's mouth. "That's Vegeta for you, Hehhehe heheh…erm yeah."
Again Vegeta looked at Videl and a shiver of unwanted memories of his childhood flooded into his head. Goku poked his shoulder. "Hey, pal, you ok? You don't look so good."
Vegeta roughly moved away from Goku. "Never touch me Kakorat!" he dusted himself off. "And I'm fine…" he glared at Goku. "And I am not your friend, understand?"
"Whatever you say, your majesty..." Goku laughed and gave him a mockery of a salute.
But Goku knew something was troubling Vegeta, and as usual he bottled it up. But most likely he'd be force to spill it to at least Bulma or suffer from starvation. (If you get what I mean)
"I've given you fools you're warning... and if you take no heed to it… well you can't say I didn't warn you." He clenched his fist. "…Next time you won't be so lucky, brat." He began to walk away and he could feel his wife's eyes bearing into his back but he ignored it.
Vegeta threw his ki blast into the air. It was as if Kikya had come back and walked from the past to the present. She wasn't a past lover or any lover of anyone but one. It was such an unexpected and painful thing for the saiyan.
There were so many questions now. That girl-that exact replica of Kikya-standing by the oaf, could it be possible that she was her daughter… and if so… did that mean his sister was alive………………? And would she finally forgive him?
Next Time: Secrets (on both halves)…
TBC….
A/N: ^^ Vegeta has a sister? Never expect that … well if you never read some of my other fanfics sort of stirred away from the romance stuff in this chapter but I really want to thank everyone for reviewing. If you find this change in Gohan appealing, then some of my new upcoming fanfics will be to your likings: Butterfly Kisses, Seducing Gohan, Whispers of love, Deception's Sweet Kisses, Unexpected Love, and Moonlight Magic. More titles of upcoming Gohan and Videl fanfics by me will appear in the next A/N or I can email you the summaries and titles. (And the lemons aren't so quick 0_0 ;)
Completed: April 10, 2004