Stolen Kisses…

A/N: I'm back everyone… you really didn't think I'd disappoint you, now did you? I hope this chapter was worth the wait! But I will also try to add up the next chapter sometime this week! :) Sorry that it took longer than I thought (over 4 weeks) :( If anyone's interested the mangas are to have their premiere anytime this June ! I don't own DBZ. Like I promised another SK chapter will appear sometime this week, don't miss it!

Look out for some of my following GV summer fan fictions: The Bad Man's Bride, Secrets Behind Palace Walls, and Let's Pretend.

Thanks everyone who has reviewed and patiently has awaited this chapter.

Chapter Five: Temptation and Seduction…

A few seconds pasted…

Videl looked at the flowers, the trees and the rest of the surroundings.

She had to admit she wasn't a nature person before she came here but this place completely changed that. It was much quieter and secluded compared to the city. Even with the long, long drive way to her home in the city made it a more private place with body guards equipped with the latest fighting weapons someone got in and destroyed half the mansion. Videl being a police officer and great with clues narrowed it down to some of the guards and a few of the servants. Maybe they didn't actually take part in it but they knew someone who did and they weren't spilling.

Videl looked down before her again to see a small fire that was unsuccessful put out by dirt. She landed onto a patch of dry and brittle like grass and inspected the area.

The culprits left identification with their driver's licenses and a few papers but they were no use since they were burnt so badly. Whoever did this was in some hurry and didn't want anyone to know who they were or what the papers contained.

Whoever burnt down areas in the Son's western terrain must be responsible since the same star and x shape markings along the remaining trees. And if any of the Sons found this a few yards on the Satan property they would suspect anything.  Videl tried to collect the rest of the papers and finish extinguishing the fire. If she was able to bring it back home maybe, just maybe she could run a scrutinize test on any fine details.

Videl winced when something hot touched her leg, it was something that once was metal but it was too bent and melted to be identified at first glance. Carefully she wrapped pulled out a bottle of water from her jacket and poured some water of the metal object. It hissed and steam rose, but slowly the iron piece became cool enough to touch.

It was only then that a soft, but insinuating voice from behind her made her breath catch.

"Hello, Videl."

She spun around and came face to face with Gohan Son. His sly and sardonic smile and the look in his eyes told her exactly what he was thinking.

Gohan had patiently waited beneath a set of trees in a spot that was carefully chosen so she would not see him in time to change directions.

His mind was set. He would try as hard as possible to make peace with Videl. Like his mother said it was best to try to make friends then enemies but if it couldn't be help---well then she went on about some story and went swing with her frying pan. Gohan didn't know why all of a sudden he was going soft. After seven years of being locked up to himself his whole world was being turned up side down and inside out because of one woman!

His mother also suggested using his kindness to reach beyond Videl's barriers and convince her to think logically. She must understand this would end up being a defeat… for her.

He watched as she flew by through some tall trees and he was about to pursuit her when she came to a sudden halt. Had she seen him? No, she was looking at something else. It seemed to be something she was purposely looking for, because she landed and walked towards it as if she had known exactly what she would find.

He watched closely and saw her bend to pick something up. In a moment of utter shock he recognized it—a part of project Unyoke. Unyoke, was built for the army to wash out criminals and outside invaders but was stolen by one of capsule corps sponsors. Unyoke, was supposed to be a classified project under Capsule corps and he'd recognize that iron material anywhere. It had such a shiny and a purple glow around it when cooled plus the mark of capsule corps was an obvious clue as well. 

Now he watched her, hoping to understand what part she had in what must here in the past hour. He watched her pull a bottle of water out and deliberately cools the piece of iron. Gohan gritted his teeth. "Of course, someone she knew had been foolish enough to leave the evidence and she was here to remove it. So she must knew who stolen Unyoke without sounding the alarms."

He walked from the shadow of the trees and she was so engrossed in whatever she was doing that she did not hear him until he spoke.

"Hello, Videl."

She whirled around, shocked had been clearly shown in her blue depths.

"Gohan!" she gasped.

"Why so surprised Videl? Did I scare you?"

Videl glared at him and refused to let him squeeze past her defenses again. She merely scoffed, "Scared—of you?"

Gohan let out a low husky chuckle that sent dangerous shivers up and down Videl's spine. He leaned in close and whispered into her ear, "I love it when people are scared, Videl."

Videl retracted so quickly she had trouble getting back onto her feet. His voice remained the same volume as he continued. "People like you only get scared when scared when they're hiding something. So—what is it?"

Videl glared at him. She didn't like this at all; it was as if he was coming at her from all sides. "People like me? I've never been scared in my entire life and I won't start now! Why would you suspect I'm hiding anything?"

He lifted his gaze to her eyes then to her hands that she hid behind her back.

Videl looked at what seemed to be incriminating evidence in her hands, then back at Gohan and her sapphire eyes sparked with a defensive fury.

"You don't honestly believe that this would belong to me, do you?" her angry never left her voice as she thrust the object forward.

"Why would you be taking such care of it like it wasn't supposed to be left behind?" his anger was beginning to get the better of him and his voice began to rise, "It's not an everyday object that you'd find and you can't get it anywhere else other than Capsule corps. So either you or someone else you know stole it! Just admit it and hand it over already."

"Why do you always do this?" she stumped her foot, "You try to find a way to pick a fight with me and I've had it! Ever since we moved into this damn are you've been nothing much a jerk! Just leave me the hell alone! I know you've done something and dammit I won't let you get away with it…" she paused and threw the object at his feet. "There…Happy now?"

Gohan began to walk closer to her and he passed the iron piece as if it was nothing.

She would be damned if she would allow him to back her down, even if the overpowering presence of him being near her made her senses wild.

"And how do you know it wasn't someone you knew? Maybe it was a ply to set us up instead."

"Don't be silly." Gohan scoffed and kept himself inches from her. "We don't need to resort to tricks and we don't need anyone to help with simple thievery."

"So that's how it is." She said coldly. "Whenever a Son points to someone as the guilty party, they're guilty without any ifs' or buts'. Is that why people yield to you because of their fright?"

"We don't want anyone to be afraid of us. We just want them to respect what belongs to us and our space."

"Like you respect what belongs to someone."

"Listen to me Videl, and carefully. I'll return this piece of Unyoke and we'll both forget about it. Just try to understand that there could have been an explosion around this hemisphere that could not only hurt but kill a lot of people."

"Not if the Sons and company don't want it."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Videl waved her hand and dismissed his reply. He watched her defiant anger sparkle in her eyes, saw the rise and fall of her breast against the fabric of her shirt, and in her voice he heard the fear of a woman who faced a battle she could not afford to lose.

What startled him more than anything else was the blaze f raw desire that sudden filled him, and he knew with a fatal certainty that he carried the taste of her with him from the first time they had mated together, carried it like a searing wound deep inside him—wanting her, waning to somehow erase her from his mind, and he knew somewhere deep down he couldn't.

They were standing inches apart, and their voices died as Videl finally saw through her own rage. She saw the flame dance in the depths of his eyes and it was like watching a ravenous predator. She felt her breath suddenly catch. Words that lingered upon her lips died, and then with a slow movement he reached to touch her left cheek.

"Don't." She raised her hand to brush him away and her voice was soft, which surprised them both.

"Scared now Videl…scared enough to run?"

"You'll never make me run, Gohan Son." She said frigidly, her eyes dared him to say anything otherwise. "This time I'm not afraid of you."

"You're wrong, Videl." His voice returned to that husky low tone. "This is something I don't understand, but you should be afraid."

He was so close she could feel his body heat radiate upon hers. An alarm ran throughout her body, a warning that they were caught in something hat was beyond their understanding—beyond all reserves or resistance either might have.

He reached out and put his hands on her trim waist, drawing her body close against his. He bent his head and their lips barely touched. The contest began with the gentlest look as he lifted his head and their eyes met again. Each searching hard for something the other could not afford to reveal. 

His arms tightened about her and this time his mouth sought hers in a kiss so heated she felt as if her lips were on fire.

"This was insanity. I tried as hard as I could to get you out of mind." Gohan thought. But he realized that he knew he never wanted to in the first place.

Gohan broke the kiss and the two only heard the others' loud panting. Before she should utter a protest, his lips silenced hers.

Slowly, very slowly, like the lightly falling leaves in their colorful grandeur, they fell to the soft grass.

Passion caught both warriors in a grip that obliterated their surroundings, their barriers, and their control. They kissed wildly, feverishly, his open mouth hot and hard against hers, parting the softness of her lips to thrust boldly with his tongue, to taste deeply, searchingly.

The search was finally answered by Videl's soft moan and the intensity of her mouth as it returned the seeking avidly. Pride, resolve, anger, all were all demolished by the waves of uncontrolled passion that continued to wash over them. They had crumbled like dunes of sand against the merciless onslaught of the oceans.

She felt his hands as they moved over her. The magic of his touch seemed to send shards after shards of sensation through her as he pushed the fabric of her shirt and his lips tasted the warmth of her flesh. The scent of her, the softness of her, drove him wild with need he never experienced before, the need to possess completely, to find a way to her guarded heart.

His mouth fitted perfectly to hers, and with slow, gentle movements of his tongue he melted her lips until they flowed apart beneath his.  The tremors that went through her echoed in him, heating his blood to a demanding level, she shivered and drank in his presence, wordlessly telling him of the sensual pleasure within her.

His lips moved with slow heat across the taunt skin of her throat. Her head tipped back and her eyes closed as she abandoned herself to these amazing sensations.

Son House

"Where is he?" Chichi stormed around the kitchen. "He better not be over at that—that man's house."

"Who, Vegeta…?" Goku asked.

Chichi glowered at her husband. "Goku, this isn't the time! Where's my baby?"

Goku blinked. "Baby…? He's not a baby—"

"Dammit." M. Trunks scowled and looked at his book which was drenched with water.

"Ahhhaa, I'm telling!" Goten chimed.

M. Trunks rolled his eyes, he forgot it was 'say something good or don't say it at all' at Goten's school. He tossed Goten a 200 zeni and Goten only beamed and left to add it in the jar in his room. M. Trunks calculated that based upon the words said between and at Hurcule's, the Briefs and Son's house, the kid would have at least one thousand zeni already.

"Dammit, Goku…!" Chichi threw up her arms in the air and her eyes held a dangerous glow of rage within them. "Answer this one simple question, Goku.  Were you the one who had a saiyan kicking and punching you from inside your womb for months after months? Were you the one who ate ten times more than your usual amount? Were you the one—?"

"She said one question Ok, ok. Calm down." He caught her arms into his hands and smile hesitantly. "Don't worry he's a big boy now and besides, I'm sure he's…well anyways never mind now. How about some of that leftover chicken? I mean maybe Gohan went out for takeout or something."

Chichi sighed. "Yeah…all right."

"Training my ass..." Trunks laughed. He flipped through a book and obviously wasn't reading a single word of it. A slow smile crept upon his face and he began to hum to himself. He knew exactly what Gohan was doing and any fool knew that whether they wanted to speak of it out loud or not. He was going to catch Gohan as soon as he got home and he was going to scare the hell out of him.

Satan House

"Where the hell is she? It's almost pitch dark out there!" Hurcule bellowed.

"Dad, you're drowning out my music!" Serenity snapped. "Besides she's fine and can take care of herself."

"She's thirteen years old—"

"Eighteen." Tori and Serenity muttered.

"WHAT? I've missed five years of my sweet peas life? That means I'm growing old… and. What am I talking about?"

"Honey Bunny, why not has a drink. It will help you think more clearly."  Rosanna purred and held the bottle in her hand. "It's your favorite too."

"Say, why are you worried about dad going drunk on us than cheering him up and finding Videl?" Tori asked.

"Well—well I. Well." She flipped her curly hair. "I grew up in a big family and all and—Hurcule tell him to stop staring at me as if I'm a bad girl." she flipped her hair twice before placing the bottle down on the coffee stand.

"You know you're really starting to annoy the hell out of me!" Serenity snapped and placed her CD player on the sofa. "If you hate us so much get your dumb ass out of here, ok?"

"You tell her." Tori agreed and jumped with joy when he saw the touchdown on the TV.

"You're not even helping." She muttered.

"And…what if I refuse madam perfect?" Rosanna scoffed and again tossed her hair.

"How many damn times are you going to flip your hair?"

"As much—"she flipped it again, "as I want to." Then she followed with another two flips.

"Mud wrestle, come on!" Tori cheered. "There's something so sexy about women mud wrestling… well besides the fact of Rosanna going to get her ass whopped. But there's also…what the hell am I thinking? My sister's out there with who knows what… or whom." he glowered at the window.

Her breathing was a ragged gasp that matched the harshness of his as they tumbled without control back into the world of cold reality. Slowly Videl became aware. The soft wound of a bird's call, the scent of wildflowers and soft grass, drew her back to a realization that stung her eyes with heat of tears.

Gohan lifted his head to hold her eyes with his. He saw the tears glistening on her lashes, the softness of her skin, the tangle mass of her shimmering hair. Even with night falling upon them, Videl saw the sheen of perspiration on the blight bronze of his skin and the shadows of near disbelief in the brown of his eyes.

Against the great breadth of the dark sky he suddenly seemed a deity of nature, powerful and virile. Gradually he withdrew and turned to lie beside her. It was one moment that bridged a gap between fantasy and reality, both knew this explosive thing that existed between them was something they could not control, something as dangerous as it was magnificently beautiful.

There were so many things he wanted to say, but the futility of words was underscored by a new awareness in her sapphire eyes. All her promises to herself lay broken at her feet, smashed to a minute splinters along with her will and her pride. She had succumbed to the wild, mysterious hold his touch seemed to have over her, and self-recrimination condemned her nerves raw.

He heard the dry sob she tried to control and drew in his breath, searching for words. He turned to his side and reached an arm about her to turn her to face him.

Videl's mind struggled in turmoil. No answers came to the surface. She was afraid to plunge into the turbulent depths because of what she might find there.

For this long moment she was still somewhat awed by knowledge and total awareness that this was an impossible situation.

The words seemed to have a mind of their own. They poured out from his heart rather than consulting with his mind. "Videl, you have to believe I never came here and intend on this to happen. I swear. I don't want to hurt you…and I never meant to hurt you."

"Oh but, of course." She concluded coldly. "I see, you take what you get, even if it's a moment's fling. Right…?"

"I don't exactly recall you fighting me back very hard!" he snapped, stung that she considered what had happened was a game she'd lost, as if he had taken something and rendered it worthless.

Her cheeks heated and her energy flared. "Would it have done any good, Gohan Son? I can't see Gohan Son allowing such resistance without calling it a challenge!"

"You're lying to yourself."

"Lying to myself?" she asked with a harsh laugh. "You're lying to the both of us if you even think for one second this would solve anything! You're a dark and self-centered man!"

"And you're a stuck-up spoiled brat! You demand everything from others without a thank you or gratitude. Well, let me tell you something sweetie, the world doesn't work that way. Everything isn't going to be handed out on a silver platter for you. You don't know how much one split second choice can change everyone's life including your own. " He hadn't realized he was being to travel back seven years ago with the Cell Games in mind. "Is daddy what you really think he is or is he nothing more than a credit hogging scum?"

Videl gasped at his words, and then rage filled her eyes. No one talked about her family like that and got away with it. She twisted from his arms and he let her go, but he tried to control the urge to keep her close to him and kiss her into submission, to ravage her until she could not think of leaving. He refused to recognize his own emotions by submerging them in a black hole of jealousy.

"You're on my property, Gohan!" Videl yelled and gathered her shirt into her hand. Tears had fled down her cheeks and she didn't bother to wipe them away; and Gohan knew for certain he would never be able to wipe that vision of her pain filled face from his mind. She stood up and her she glowered at him. He never seen such a dark shade of blue in his entire life, her eyes were like dark clouds of rage. "So this is your last warning. Get off of my property! Never come near me again. It's past time someone taught you and you're illustrious family a lesson. We wouldn't leave this land now and no matter what you offer or threaten."

Gohan sighed. "No one truly threatened you. Can't you see I'm just doing what's best for you and your family? This place isn't where you belong. If you want to start a war Videl… well let me tell you I'll end it. You can't win, Videl. Why not convince that fool you call "father" to go before someone gets hurt."

"Someone already has been hurt I won't honor your foul thoughts with a denial you won't believe." Videl shouted. Gohan stopped in mind step when Videl held up her hand as if she were forming a ki blast. "Come any closer and you won't lie to regret it."

Videl gasped when he vanished and reappeared to grab her wrist and pulled her against him. 

"I don't want this to continue any more than you do. There's only one answer, Videl, and that doesn't include playing one of us against the other."

Videl scoffed and turned her gaze away from his. "Your conceit is amazing. Your family maybe master over your land, but you'll never be master over us. Go and play hero with someone who cares." She tore her wrist from his grasp and ran towards her house. He watched her take flight and he knew more than half of him wanted to fly with her.

But he battled his wayward thoughts and bounded them all with the ties of jealousy and suspicion. Videl Satan was a beautiful trap into which he never intended to fall again. Even with his dark hatred of Hurcule, her soft lips and her warm body was a threat to his own peace. It seemed whenever he was near her some part of his will ceased to function.

It left him shaken to know one slim, cerulean-eyed girl had the power to make him forget obligations, honor and everything else he had lived his life by. One soft taste of her lips and he could become a mindless fool, caught in a force that would reduce him and all he loved to ashes.

His anger circled and circled the idea that she'd use him to divide and conquer one by one. What he choice to ignore, to lock silently away, was the soft, nagging thought that he could not forget her touch and did not want to forget it, that he had tasted something beyond anything he had known and the taste was dangerously additive. 

Somehow he would wash her touch away. But at that moment the question he could not answer was how?

Occurring at the same time

(CH) means Hurcule and Chichi yelling and (MT T) means Tori and Trunks reply.

"What the hell could she be doing?" CH bellowed.

"I know." MT T grinned wildly and drank a cup of orange juice from their cup.

CH glowered at MT T and stormed over to the smirking teens. "TELL ME!!" CH throttled MT T.

"Gahhh…! If you do that then I can't tell!" the teens yelled.

The adults dropped him.

"Well?"

"You may not want to hear this… but…" the boys trailed off.

"WHAT?!" the two houses shook and Chichi and Hurcule passed out dead cold on the kitchen floor.

"I told him he wouldn't like it." Tori mumbled. "Besides, it was only a prank. I mean, Videl would never do that…would she?"

M. Trunks turned to Goten who shrugged. "Would he?"

Satan House (2hrs later)

"Did the fool come around yet?" Rosanna called from the kitchen.

Tori bit his tongue from saying anything that she'd say he'd regret but he knew he wouldn't.

"No Miss Ditz queen" Serenity sighed and put another wet towel on her father's large bump on his forehead. The swelling began to go down as she continued. 'For someone who "loves" dad she doesn't give a shit about him."

"She's like those other girls, beautiful yes but a pain in the ass." Tori flipped through a book. "Did you know she was a playboy bunny? She probably screwed up big time… which sucks since I could have gotten a pass in."

"You're such a pornographic lover."

Tori rolled his eyes and replied. "And what guy isn't… if you find a guy who doesn't he's probably gay…Well at least in dad's book."

"Men are all the same… barbaric pigs… unlike my guy." Serenity beamed.

"Thanks for showing how much you care." He looked at his book again. "Damn, she used to have a hell of a chest last year but now she's as flat as… well I'll think of it later."

Outside

Once she made sure she looked presentable Videl headed for the backdoor.

She was scared half to death by Rosanna's daughter who only giggled when Videl gaped at her.

"Where'd you go Miss. Videl?"

Videl blinked and gathered the child into her arms. "Uhm… To check out the lands and see my friend, Erasa."

"Oh…" she looked around. "Everyone was worried, including me!"

"I'm sure they were—"

"While you were gone Mr. Son came here."

"He did? …Which one?"

"Uhm, he's nice and really tall and he gave me this pretty flower. His mom came too and she was nice too!"

"Did she have blue hair?"

The girl shook her head. "No …she had black hair. I remember! His name was Gohan and—"

Videl froze. Was that how he found out where she was going?

"Momma also…Hey are you listening to me?" she waved her small hand in front of Videl. "Miss. Videl…?"

"He's so stubborn… he had no right…" Videl mumbled and continued to talk to herself while putting the little girl on the chair.

The girl giggled. "Well, that's something you'll just have to work out when you two get married."

Videl whirled around with widen eyes and gawked at the child. "What did you say—who told you such a thing?"

"Huh?" she immediately covered her mouth with a soft yelp. "Opps..."

"Who told you that?"

She shook her head over and over. "Nobody, I hear my mommy calling me. Night, Videl San."

Videl sighed and fell back into a nearby chair. She needed an aspirin.

Videl peeked around the corner and saw Serenity cleaning the table over and over again as if there were an invisible smug she missed. Videl sighed; she knew Serenity must be gravely angry since she only did that when she was.

Meekly Videl entered the kitchen and caught Serenity's attentions. Several emotions ran through the woman's blue eyes: relief, anger, concern and then the anger returned. "Videl Anastasia Satan, where the hell have you been?"

Videl stepped back to lessen the loudness of her sister's yells. "I heard we had visitors today?"

Serenity blinked and all her anger fled but her concern never did. "Yes…" she then flung the towel on the table. "Damn, man."

"What did Gohan do to make you so angry?" Videl demanded.

Even though she was angry, Serenity let a smile form upon her lips. "…Gohan, eh…? I didn't know you two went on first name basis. When did this happen?"

Videl flustered for a second before answering. "What do you mean?"

"Gohan came here and asked where you were—"

"You didn't tell him did you?"

"No, not exactly…All I said was that you weren't here, that's all."

Videl nodded, even though what Serenity did was futile, but she chose to ignore what had happened on her way home. "Good, the less he knows the better."

Serenity looked at her suspiciously. "Videl… where were you? I called Erasa after Gohan and his mom left and she said you left an hour ago and you came four hours late."

"Serenity, you know how long it takes to fly from Satan City and back!"

"Please, don't give me that. I maybe a blonde, but that has nothing to do with anything. I prove I'm one of the damn smartest blondes in this world…" she sighed deeply. "Must I blackmail you?" she then laughed and Videl joined in.

"You can never blackmail me. You're way too easy to get around."

Serenity's face turned solemn. "Videl… I have something to ask… about the day we went shopping…"

Videl paled and stepped away from the table. "Oh… I forgot to give…" she trailed off and hustled out of the kitchen.

Serenity grasped the towel and sighed.

Son House

Gohan grumbled something underneath his breath and grabbed the doorknob.

He ran his hand through his thick spiky-black hair and took a deep sigh and turned the knob. The first thing he took in was the darkness of the kitchen. Everyone must be asleep then. Good. He did not feel like being swarmed and asked a million questions like: Where have you been?

He flicked on the light switch beside him and flinched by the glow of the lights. When his eyes finally were adjusted to the light he made his way to the hallway. He would have raided the fridge if he wasn't so confused and disappointed. Confused on why Videl refused him like that, and disappointed that she didn't want to have anything to do with him.

He admitted to himself many times that he knew he was falling for the woman, and part of that realization scared him. He didn't want to get too close and scare her away because he didn't want to through away his pride and speak from his heart that he, Son Gohan, loved her.

He opened the door to his room and nearly lost his balance when Trunks jumped out in front of him. M. Trunks had a large smirk on his face. "Caught you..."

Gohan glared at the purple haired man. "Grow up will you? You only "scared" me because I was thinking, nothing more."

"Thinking?" the older demi-saiyan's smirk only grew wider. "About someone special." He quickly appeared by the other saiyan's left shoulder. "Maybe a female?" he went to his other shoulder. "A female that has blue eyes, black hair and daughter of a fake?" he went in front of him, "Videl Satan? Am I right?"

"Trunks shut up!" Gohan retorted.

Trunks turned to leave and began to close the door but added some words to his departure. "You know the harder you try the more horrible you'll feel. It's better to give in then trying to run away, because you can't run forever, Gohan."

"Just watch me." Gohan narrowed his eyes and a dark shadow cast upon his face.

The Next Morning

Chichi and Bulma watched their teenage sons, Gohan and Trunks, continue to spar.

Chichi told Bulma she had noticed some weird changes in Gohan over the past weeks.

"It's bizarre. One second he's moody as hell and the next it's as if he's floating on air. I'd say he was in love … but…" her eyes lit up. "Maybe he fell for that Videl girl." The glow faded from her brown eyes and Bulma knew why, Hurcule.

Vegeta leaned against the doorframe and folded his arms across his board chest.

Part of him, wanted to beat himself up to a bloody pulp and the other side wanted to go over to the credit stealer's house and hope to find Videl gone. To look into the reflection of Kikya's poignant eyes would be disconcerting. But if she was there, frightening her father as he did before would be far too easy. Why the memory of his sister did plague him so? Was it the fact that she, besides Bulma, was the only woman who could make him feel weak and break down to relieve the pains of his life? Kikya was his best friend when they were younger, and when Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta his heart shattered and he buried his affections.

Vegeta shook his head and turned to watch the two teen saiyans spar a few miles from the house. Was Gohan being drawn to Videl as he was drawn to Kikya? Well obviously it was a different type of drawn, for him it was a sibling companion, for Gohan it was a soul mate.

Vegeta scowled. Gohan was screwing this up. The boy had to learn to balance his distant feelings in battle and his affection that his parents missed when he was a child. Normally, Vegeta wouldn't give a damn about the Sons and their problems, but with his wife going on and on about their conflicts with the Satans it drove him up the wall. When his wife and Chichi got on the phone it seemed like an eternity before they hung up. When they got too loud to be muffled by a pillow by his ears, he'd voluntarily go sleep on the couch after taking sleeping pills.

Satan House

-Ding-Dong

-Ding-Dong

Serenity yawned and pulled her magazine off her face.

"…Ahhhaa, coming." Serenity groaned and rolled herself slowly off the warm couch. 

She looked at the clock and yawned again, it wasn't time for her father and the witch to come back from who knows where. When the door swung open, Vegeta came face-to-face with the startled Serenity.

"M—Mr.…?" Serenity's voice showed her obvious shock.

"Vegeta..." He grumbled underneath her breath.

The young woman blinked a few times and the man.

It seemed what he asked was much harder than Serenity could have imagined.

"May I come in?" it sounded much more forceful like a command rather than a question.

Serenity felt an unfamiliar shiver of fear and didn't understand it.

Surely he wouldn't go as low as to hurt her. But that did not ease the overpowering threat.

"My father isn't home and I bet he's the one you'd like to speak to."

"…Your brother?"

"Around..."

Vegeta grumbled something Serenity couldn't understand because he said it far too low and quick. "Then I'll talk to you. I'm sure I can rely on you to replay a message for that oaf—your father."

The young woman narrowed her eyes when she heard his slip up. "Come in."

Though the house was small to what he knew they were use to since it seemed a bit crowed but cozy.

His eyes fell upon the little girl playing with a set of blocks and quietly murmuring the letters and words she spelt. She reminded him of years so long ago, years that he held the innocence of a child who never seen or fought battles like he had. Battles that had lead warriors either an honorable death or hanging onto life by an emaciated string.

"I assume you are a reasonable and an intelligent woman." He looked at Serenity from across the room. "Are you?"

She held her head up high and showed she truly had inherited saiyan pride from the look in her eyes. "Of course I am."

"Then you'd agree this that situation is nothing but foolishness."

"Surely you don't think your family can survive very long here. If you were smart as you claim, you should be talking that father of yours to move back to where you came from!" He had to talk them out of this. If he didn't he knew he'd be driven to ask what happened at the last moments of his sister's life. And a part of him hoped what he thought was a lie and she was alive and wanted to see him; fad chance.

Serenity stood up so abruptly that he'd thought she'd probably fall over her chair. "I'd never do that! We all love this place and we can stay here as long as we damn please." She took in a deep breath when she saw him stand up. Even though he was shorter than her, he still made her feel inferior in physical power.

She looked at the little girl who began to whimper at her leg. Gently Serenity shrugged her off and knelt beside her, "Go outside and play, ok? When he leaves we'll make a nice cake for dinner." The little girl's hazel eyes reflected her fear and insecurity but she finally obeyed.

She took her teddy bear into her arms and took a final glance at Serenity before hustling outside. Both adults knew she was just outside the door trying her best to eavesdrop on the conversation.

"You're a foolish girl! It's fairly impossible. No, it's completely impossible!"

Serenity clenched her fist. "And why is that?"

"I could give you hundreds of reasons like the "secret love" between your sister and Kakorat's first brat! but I'll spar you with so many. This is Kakorat's land and even how much I despise that—that man, I hate your father. So tell that father of yours that he better get off this place without another word or thought or that stupid media… for you know I have the power to back up my words."

Serenity stomped her foot definitely. "Dammit, we own this property! We have the legal documents and everything!" she went to the drawer from behind the television set and pulled out a paper. "See?"

Vegeta snatched it and scanned the words. It wasn't forgery, the stupid paper was real. But not for long, with ease he used a small ki blast that destroyed the paper. They watched as the ashes fell to the floor and blew away from the gust out wind from the nearby open window.

"No deed, no land."

Serenity laughed, she laughed so hard tears leaked past her thick eyelashes. "Now look who's foolish. That was a copy Einstein."

"Do you think I'm so foolish as to not see the copy lines? Besides, it can be easily destroyed."

"Are you threatening?"

Vegeta smirked and shook his head. "Threatening? No, only warning."

12:00 PM

"He did what?" Videl groaned. She had it up to here with these people. She couldn't wait to leave, they had only a month left and then she'd never see them again. But a twinge of pain stabbed her heart and made her gasp for air. Why was the thought of leaving brothering her? Gohan, was that conceited, mysterious and reserved man the source of this throbbing pain?

No, never. She had suffered and lost enough from this man and she'd never let another get close to her again. She slammed her fist into her hand, "Damn him."  Damn him for being so attractive, damn him for being able to draw upon feelings she'd long forgotten and never knew she possessed. But dammit, she was at fault too. She fell for the man that she found to be so arrogant and seductive.

Videl bit her lip and shifted in her seat. She'd have to try to be like how she was before he came into her life. She'd be cold, distant and cruel to him and all the while she'd be lusting after him. She shook her head of the last thought, no more; she refused to have anything to do with him.

1:13 PM

M. Trunks, Goten, Trunks, and Gohan all arrived about the same time, five minutes after Vegeta returned. Trunks and Goten hustled towards the living room to play their latest video games and M. Trunks went to the kitchen to raid the fridge and pack away the groceries Chichi and his mother ordered them to get. There was to be a party to celebrate Goten's eighth birthday in only a week and both mothers were bustling with ideas after ideas. However, M. Trunks also knew of another party that would be held, the party to congratulation Videl on their marriage. Little did either demi-saiyans know that behind their backs their families were cooking up a storm of ideas?

Gohan flopped onto the couch and combed a hand through his hair. He knew girls were complicated but not to this extent. Or maybe it was just Videl. She took complications to a whole new level.

"So what did you find the other day? You were in such a rush before." M. Trunks smiled.

"I found part of project Unyoke, around the northern side of the river flowing through a few miles east."

"That's pretty close to the Satan family."

"I maybe but it doesn't mean they did it."

M. Trunks frantically waved his hand and laughed nervously when he saw how anger the saiyan looked. "Woo there, Gohan. Why get all defensive when I wasn't saying that they had any part in it. All I was saying was its pretty close to where they live. That's all, I swear."

"Going back over to the Satans?"

"I might, if I find any traces that lead back to them."

"I guess you don't think they did it."

"Correct."

M. Trunks smirked widely. "You're getting pretty eager in wanting them to stay. Is it the truth you see... or is it Videl?" he leaned against the doorframe. "So what exactly is between you and Videl?"

"That my friend is none of your damn business."

M. Trunks laughed. "She's trouble; you think you can handle her?"

"I've fought many battles before and this won't be any different."

"You're wrong. This battle between you two is going to be the second most challenge thing in yours lives."

"Second?"

M. Trunks laughed. "When you have kids and all—"

"Trunks, I'm going to kill you!" Gohan stood up.

"—Who's turn to change diapers, who's turn to get up for 3 am wake-up calls, who's going to do the laundry, who's going to baby-sit, who's cooking dinner—hey, watch it! I mean I was only teasing, can't you take a joke?" he dodged a quick punch that landed an inch from his left ear. "Guess not."

Gohan drew in a breath to control his temper. He really didn't need this right now. He grumbled an apology and began to leave. M. trunks ignored the saying: Think before you speak.

"I mean it's not like you're incapable… err… what I meant to say it's not like she's too much trouble or…"

Gohan turned and maybe a hint of humor lingered in his dark eyes but it vanished too soon. "Don't worry about me. I've handled trouble before. I know she'll bring me more trouble than I'd ever expect. I guess I'll just get to find new strategies." 

Vegeta walked right into Gohan and after the two saiyans moved away from another the older man took a seat by the window. M. Trunks looked at Vegeta. "You looked stressed and pissed off. What happened?"

"I went over to those people again." Vegeta grumbled.

Gohan clenched his fist and bit his lip from shouting anything out. He tried to remain clam. "What did you expect to accomplish."

"Went to talk to that credit taker again, maybe get in a few punches for the heck of it." Vegeta lied. It was only part of the truth and he knew it. But he'd be damned if he'd tell them everything.

"What did he say this time?" M. Trunks got off the window sill.

"He was out and the only one home was one of his daughters and some little girl. So I talked to his daughter—"

"Videl..?" Gohan asked and surprised himself by how he just blurted her name out. "Err…"

Both saiyans looked at him with raised eyebrows before M. Trunks turned to his father.

"Kami, don't tell me you threatened a woman and a child!"

Vegeta scoffed. "Not in some many words." He then turned to Gohan and one of his lazy smirk grazed upon his lips. "And I didn't threaten your woman, Gohan."

"She's NOT my woman!" Gohan stormed off.

"Don't think Serenity's is a weak link, father. She may not be the strongest of them but they are nice girls. And I believe like me, Gohan and I have no more intentions of scaring them off. What have they truly done to you to make you so pissed off? They've only been here a while and have caused rarely any trouble. So what if someone is more powerful then you, so what if someone is a fake and what's to become neighbors! Their nice girls and whatever problems you may have with your past and their father just leave it in the past, ok?" M. Trunks turned his back to his father and glared outside the window. He couldn't take this anymore. He wanted this to come to an end but he knew it would take a bit of crushing a few prides and egos to do that; Videl, Gohan, Vegeta and Hurcule.

Vegeta looked a bit stunned and actually lost of words for sometime. He'd never expect so much anger to erupt in such a fast rate. Vegeta growled underneath his breath, maybe he was right. Maybe he should get over this and throw his pain and angst against the Satan family and his sister once and for all. His voice was low but held the authority he always held in his life. "Trunks don't be the weak link in the family."

M. Trunks' eyes snapped open. He heard his father leave and he clenched the leaf that flew from the open window. He stared at it thinking of the world he had once feared years ago. "How much power and ego do you need to become happy? What will it take, father? What are you willing to pay for it? Mine's… yours… theirs? "

Vegeta opened the window of the living room and stuck his head out. Vegeta felt the cold winds brushed harshly against his face. Trunks had struck too close to home. He could never look in his sister eyes again or see her face in her youngest child. Vegeta clenched his fist and closed his eyes. "I'll get them outta here, with or without your help."

Vegeta didn't hear the other saiyans enter and guilt was written upon all three saiyan's faces whether they wanted it or not. Before anything was said the front door was forced open followed by a gust of wind. They saw nothing, and then Videl appeared in front of the door. Her eyes were an electrifying shade of sapphire and her face was pale with rage. But all Gohan could see was how beautiful and independent she was. Gohan took a step towards her and at that time so did M. Trunks. Both barely managed to say the furious woman's name. "V-Videl…?"

Videl growled underneath her breath. Both young males stopped dead in their tracks. The way her ki shot up and the way her eyes glowed told them they'd best stay away. "Don't… you dare..."

They were surprised into motionlessness and Videl took a deep breath. Then her cold voice broke the tensed silence.

A/N: I semi-short note, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review. Questions and comments are highly appreciated and welcomed.

Completed: 5/31/2004