Leaning on the Enemy
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Chap 11, Rest Has to Fall Short
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Goku sat on a rock in concentrated listening silence as Chilia relayed her story to him.
"Oh Goku! It was all I could do just to get near him! I miss him so dearly! After I came back I just wandered around, doing my best to stay alive. I just want him to be happy!" Chilia said.
Goku broke out of his silence. "And do you think not telling him is helping him at all? He's still mad at himself for not being strong enough and quick enough to help you. He's blames himself for what happened. Sure he listens, he knows what we say are probably right. But he continues to push himself to be able to help those who can't seek help from others who need the same kind of help! Just tell him" Goku said, taking only a few pauses for a breath.
"In due time I'll tell him. But only at the right time" Chilia said and she walked away from the Saiyan.
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"You know what Gohan?" I inquired.
"Hn?" was his ever-so-brilliant reply.
"Have you ever had a day where you could just act like a kid? Just let all the immatureness inside ya' pop out?" I asked. Gohan leaned on an elbow as he turned to me.
"No, actually when I was REAL little, but that day turned out to be the day my uncle kidnapped me and all the Saiyans came to Earth. So I guess I could say no. Why do you ask?"
"Would you like to have one of those days?"
"What for?"
"Everything doesn't have to have a reason, Gohan"
"Sorry . . ." I laughed as he said this.
"Answer the first question" I ordered.
"Okay, sure I guess, why not" he said. I jumped up.
"Good! Then we'll have one . . . today! You've got to stop being all serious and everything! Today is convenient, right?" I offered.
Gohan bit his lip uncomfortably. "I don't know. It's the first day that we got out of that prison, so there might be some things needing being done" I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, go ahead and ask your father if you have to have your daddy's permission to do anything" I said, purposely trying to get that Saiyan pride to erupt. I got what I wanted. Gohan growled and glared at me from his comfortable position in the soft grass.
"I don't need my father's permission to do anything!" he growled out through clinched teeth. I hid my satisfied smile behind a hand.
"Alright then, let's do this!" I shouted. I smiled widely and grabbed Gohan's bare arm, doing the best I could to pull him up. Sadly he wouldn't budge. I think that extra food they eat definitely added some weight to them, but the weird part was that Gohan looks so skinny! Gohan looked up at me as if I was stupid and I scowled in response. I tried again, digging my heels into the ground. Didn't budge.
"OH, JUST GET UP ALREADY!" I ordered. Gohan chuckled and climbed to his feet then looked down at his arm. I looked at it too and quickly dropped it, blushing.
"You get irritated easily" he stated. I narrowed my eyes at him. Gohan looked at me questionably.
"Sorry for acting like a NORMAL person!" I retaliated.
I scowled and raised my nose proudly in the air. My eyes closed and I started walking away from him. I walked for a few seconds like that when I felt something connect with the arch between my foot and leg, pulling me off my feet quickly. I yelped as I fell face first into the grass. I heard laughing behind me and saw Gohan standing over me. I growled in response and lunged at him, falling on top of him. Unlucky for us, momentum took over. Transferred momentum, more like it. I was, once again, rolling down the hill, except this time in my fright I had clung to the front of Gohan's gi, making us both go down together (*looks at everyone* What? I couldn't help it!). I squeezed my eyes shut as we continued rolling. Gohan's arms had instinctively wrapped around me. I slowly opened my eyes as we finally rolled to a stop. I met Gohan's ebony ones and we kept starring at each other. I was on top of Gohan, my hands were rested against his chest and his arms held me tightly around the waist. Resting my forehead against his chest, oblivious to what I was doing, I sucked in all the air that had been knocked out of me. Gohan's hands traveled up and squeezed my shoulders.
"Are you alright?" he whispered in my ear. I looked into those deep eyes and stared.
"Yeah, I am" I murmured back.
"Good, then you can get off me" he responded. My eyes widened and I jumped off him. Blushing I turned my face away.
"Oh, I'm s-so sorry!" I stammered.
"It's alright" Gohan replied softly. Gohan put a hand to the ground to balance himself as he rose from the ground. There was nothing better to do and since we were to act immature, I decided to tease him.
"You know what Gohan? I've been wondering . . . did you enjoy that little kiss we shared?" I asked accusingly. Gohan's eyes widened and he looked up at me, a tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"Why d-do you ask?" Gohan spluttered. I hid my giggles behind my hand.
"You can't blame a person for wondering!" I countered.
"Did you?" My cheeks burned uncontrollably.
"Don't you be going turning the tables on me Gohan Son!" I accused. A devious smile replaced a stricken smile on Gohan's face.
"Is that just another way for you to say: yes?" Gohan suggested.
"I asked first"
"I asked second, don't you know? First is the worst, second is the best!" Gohan taunted.
"I don't have to tell you" I shouted proudly.
That impish grin grew wider as he jumped me, pushing me back to the ground, his hands expertly tickling me. My eyes widened as I tried to hold in my laughter so my weakness wouldn't be revealed. Sadly, I've never been too good at holding in my laughter and it burst out of my mouth as I wiggled and squirmed, trying to get away from Gohan's hands. I kicked at his stomach, knowing that I couldn't really hurt him if I did it harder then usual. Gohan just laughed and continued my torture.
"PLEASE . . . Gohan stop . . . c'mon . . . stop!" I stammered in between giggles.
"You have to tell me first!" Gohan ordered. I clamped my lips shut and shook my head widely, my cheeks turning red with giggles. "C'mon! Don't be stubborn!"
"Fine, I'll tell you! . . . Just stop . . . tickling me!" I shouted. Gohan stopped, but left his hands by my sides, prepared to take up the torture if I tried to make a move to get away.
"Well?" Gohan asked. I bit my lip and looked up at him, heat rising to my face from embarrassment. Not wanting to have to answer in words, I nodded softly. Gohan stared at me, as if unprepared for such an answer. I decided to use this to turn the tables to my advantage.
I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him as hard as I could. To give myself a boost more I planted my feet awkwardly on the ground and did a small jump. Gohan toppled over onto his back, with me following over him, straddling his stomach, my knees pressed to the ground. My hands had dragged to his chest and I looked down at him in triumph. I did my best to tickle him, but he just stared at me as if I was stupid. I folded my arms under my chest and leaned back leisurely against Gohan's bent knees, trying to look as superior as I could.
"What are you looking at?" I scoffed. Gohan smiled.
"I'm not ticklish" he responded.
"Everybody's ticklish somewhere, Gohan" I stated matter-a-fact-ly. Gohan tilted his head cutely, raising a single eyebrow. He gave a childish thoughtful look.
"Actually I'm ticklish on the roof of my mouth, practically everyone is" Gohan acknowledged.
"Oh really?" I said, tilting my own head.
"Really"
I leaned down, about four inches from Gohan's nose and glared into his eyes. He stared back, but not in my fierce way. We stayed in our positions, staring. I never even heard the footsteps.
"Well, would ya' look at this? The brat's woman is already ahead of him and ON him" a sneering voice that was easily recognized to belong to a short Saiyan. At Vegeta's voice I yelped, lost my balance and fell on top of Gohan. More footsteps could be heard stopping.
"I didn't believe you when I heard you Vegeta, but I guess you weren't lyin'!" Goku's voice was recognized. Bulma just gave a small smirk and Chilia's eyes widened. In our surprise, Gohan and I just stared at them, aghast. Then a voice I hadn't heard in quite a few days reached my ears.
"SWEET PEA! I've been lookin' for you Baby Girl . . . what the HECK is goin' on here!" my father, Hercule shouted. Closing my eyes, I groaned loudly and I brought my head half-way on Gohan's chest and neck. Gohan leaned on his elbows and I didn't give a single move. Vegeta snickered openly a wide smirk set on his mouth.
"Get away from my little girl you scrawny perver . . . -t" Hercule finished, but stuttered with his last word as he spotted Gohan's tail waving about near my waist. He squeaked in fear and hid behind Vegeta who growled. In return Hercule squeaked again at seeing another threatening tail.
Without looking up at Gohan I whispered: "Please tell me this isn't happening, Gohan!" I could tell he was looking down at me uneasily.
"Sorry Videl, I'm not going to lie to you" Gohan mumbled back. Angrily, I gave another groan and banged my head against the muscular young Saiyan's chest. "Let's stop complaining and get up" he murmured. I gave a slow nod and pushed against him so I could get off him. Gohan followed me up and practically immediately afterwards I hid behind him. He glared at me and I smiled back sweetly. He shook his head and sighed and walked forward towards the two Saiyans and three humans.
"Hello, Vegeta, Dad, Bulma, Chilia" Gohan greeted, nodding his head at each person. Vegeta smirked and Gohan gulped, knowing there were going to be enormous amounts of teasing ahead. Goku gave a smile as did Bulma and Chilia. "Mr. Satan I believe?" Hercule nodded, but glared at him. I stepped out from behind Gohan and dragged him to my dad.
"I don't believe you two have met. Gohan, this is my father, Dad this is Gohan" I introduced the two.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Satan" Gohan said and held out his hand. Hercule stared at him and quivered. Seeing that he wasn't going to shake it, Gohan withdrew his hand, shrugging at my questioning look.
"Dad, over there the short one is Vegeta, the taller one is Goku and the two women over there are Bulma and Chilia" I said. Hercule's eyebrows rose as he looked at the two human women. In a flash he was in between them, his arms around their shoulders.
"Hey girls! How bout' we go somewhere, alone?" Hercule said suggestively. (Excuse me, I have to through up!) A growl emitted from Vegeta's throat.
"You do that" Chilia said flatly and elbowed him in the stomach as Vegeta pulled Bulma away. For some reason, Gohan looked angry and it seemed he didn't know why anymore then I did. Goku glared at Hercule menacingly, not noticing the confused look Gohan was giving him.
Rage rose in my chest in anger that he could forget about my dead mother so easily so he could go act perverted among women. "DAD! Stop being such a pervert!" I shouted angrily.
Then my nightmares came true.
"VIDEL!!!! Your man is here!" the long-haired blonde, Sharpener, shouted annoyingly.
"Hey Videl! Long time no chat!" Erasa said and giggled. "Oh and the cutie is with you!" Gohan winced and slowly started side-stepping away. I grabbed his arm before he could get out of arm distance.
"I'm not going to go through this alone!" I growled.
"Dude, who's the Saiyan you've latched onto?" Sharpener said, shaking in his boots at the sight of what was supposed to be the superior race. Erasa latched onto Gohan's other arm and he gave the saiyans a pitiful look then looked down at me as Erasa cuddled his arm in her own arms.
"He's Gohan" I stated, eyes narrowing as he edged closer to me.
"Who cares about him? So, when would you like us to be alone?" Sharpener said suggestively. He wrapped an around my shoulders and I took his hand and unwrapped it.
"No time, Sharpener" I growled. I looked and tried to hide my giggles as Gohan tried to get away from Erasa.
"Gohan" Goku said in an ordering tone. Gohan stopped and looked up at his father, waiting patiently.
"Yes?"
"I want you to go back" The hair on my neck rose at Goku's words.
"Why?!" Gohan protested.
"I want you to try to convince Bardock to come here and join us" Goku announced. "Maybe if you could, try and get Qubia too" Gohan hesitated, but nodded. "Go now" Again he nodded and turned to walk a few seconds when he jumped into the air.
"Good luck, Gohan!" I called as he flew away, back to where Frieza waited for him.
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Alright! What did you think? I had fun writing this chapter! Even though I always have to have some seriousness in my stories.
Okay, does anyone know how Bardock acts? Cause' I've never seen a movie, or show or whatever with him in it so I don't know. If you do, then will you PLEASE tell me!
Let me clear some things up here for some people.
Gohan learned IT from his father when they went on a mission to the planet those aliens were on and decided to use Gohan's genius to make something to make it look like there planet had been destroyed in a fight with the aliens. The aliens accepted and in turn taught them Instant Transmission!
I'm not going to tell you who Chilia is. HAHA! That would spoil a few surprises.
I dare you to try to guess what the carvings are of!
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Chap 11, Rest Has to Fall Short
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Goku sat on a rock in concentrated listening silence as Chilia relayed her story to him.
"Oh Goku! It was all I could do just to get near him! I miss him so dearly! After I came back I just wandered around, doing my best to stay alive. I just want him to be happy!" Chilia said.
Goku broke out of his silence. "And do you think not telling him is helping him at all? He's still mad at himself for not being strong enough and quick enough to help you. He's blames himself for what happened. Sure he listens, he knows what we say are probably right. But he continues to push himself to be able to help those who can't seek help from others who need the same kind of help! Just tell him" Goku said, taking only a few pauses for a breath.
"In due time I'll tell him. But only at the right time" Chilia said and she walked away from the Saiyan.
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"You know what Gohan?" I inquired.
"Hn?" was his ever-so-brilliant reply.
"Have you ever had a day where you could just act like a kid? Just let all the immatureness inside ya' pop out?" I asked. Gohan leaned on an elbow as he turned to me.
"No, actually when I was REAL little, but that day turned out to be the day my uncle kidnapped me and all the Saiyans came to Earth. So I guess I could say no. Why do you ask?"
"Would you like to have one of those days?"
"What for?"
"Everything doesn't have to have a reason, Gohan"
"Sorry . . ." I laughed as he said this.
"Answer the first question" I ordered.
"Okay, sure I guess, why not" he said. I jumped up.
"Good! Then we'll have one . . . today! You've got to stop being all serious and everything! Today is convenient, right?" I offered.
Gohan bit his lip uncomfortably. "I don't know. It's the first day that we got out of that prison, so there might be some things needing being done" I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, go ahead and ask your father if you have to have your daddy's permission to do anything" I said, purposely trying to get that Saiyan pride to erupt. I got what I wanted. Gohan growled and glared at me from his comfortable position in the soft grass.
"I don't need my father's permission to do anything!" he growled out through clinched teeth. I hid my satisfied smile behind a hand.
"Alright then, let's do this!" I shouted. I smiled widely and grabbed Gohan's bare arm, doing the best I could to pull him up. Sadly he wouldn't budge. I think that extra food they eat definitely added some weight to them, but the weird part was that Gohan looks so skinny! Gohan looked up at me as if I was stupid and I scowled in response. I tried again, digging my heels into the ground. Didn't budge.
"OH, JUST GET UP ALREADY!" I ordered. Gohan chuckled and climbed to his feet then looked down at his arm. I looked at it too and quickly dropped it, blushing.
"You get irritated easily" he stated. I narrowed my eyes at him. Gohan looked at me questionably.
"Sorry for acting like a NORMAL person!" I retaliated.
I scowled and raised my nose proudly in the air. My eyes closed and I started walking away from him. I walked for a few seconds like that when I felt something connect with the arch between my foot and leg, pulling me off my feet quickly. I yelped as I fell face first into the grass. I heard laughing behind me and saw Gohan standing over me. I growled in response and lunged at him, falling on top of him. Unlucky for us, momentum took over. Transferred momentum, more like it. I was, once again, rolling down the hill, except this time in my fright I had clung to the front of Gohan's gi, making us both go down together (*looks at everyone* What? I couldn't help it!). I squeezed my eyes shut as we continued rolling. Gohan's arms had instinctively wrapped around me. I slowly opened my eyes as we finally rolled to a stop. I met Gohan's ebony ones and we kept starring at each other. I was on top of Gohan, my hands were rested against his chest and his arms held me tightly around the waist. Resting my forehead against his chest, oblivious to what I was doing, I sucked in all the air that had been knocked out of me. Gohan's hands traveled up and squeezed my shoulders.
"Are you alright?" he whispered in my ear. I looked into those deep eyes and stared.
"Yeah, I am" I murmured back.
"Good, then you can get off me" he responded. My eyes widened and I jumped off him. Blushing I turned my face away.
"Oh, I'm s-so sorry!" I stammered.
"It's alright" Gohan replied softly. Gohan put a hand to the ground to balance himself as he rose from the ground. There was nothing better to do and since we were to act immature, I decided to tease him.
"You know what Gohan? I've been wondering . . . did you enjoy that little kiss we shared?" I asked accusingly. Gohan's eyes widened and he looked up at me, a tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"Why d-do you ask?" Gohan spluttered. I hid my giggles behind my hand.
"You can't blame a person for wondering!" I countered.
"Did you?" My cheeks burned uncontrollably.
"Don't you be going turning the tables on me Gohan Son!" I accused. A devious smile replaced a stricken smile on Gohan's face.
"Is that just another way for you to say: yes?" Gohan suggested.
"I asked first"
"I asked second, don't you know? First is the worst, second is the best!" Gohan taunted.
"I don't have to tell you" I shouted proudly.
That impish grin grew wider as he jumped me, pushing me back to the ground, his hands expertly tickling me. My eyes widened as I tried to hold in my laughter so my weakness wouldn't be revealed. Sadly, I've never been too good at holding in my laughter and it burst out of my mouth as I wiggled and squirmed, trying to get away from Gohan's hands. I kicked at his stomach, knowing that I couldn't really hurt him if I did it harder then usual. Gohan just laughed and continued my torture.
"PLEASE . . . Gohan stop . . . c'mon . . . stop!" I stammered in between giggles.
"You have to tell me first!" Gohan ordered. I clamped my lips shut and shook my head widely, my cheeks turning red with giggles. "C'mon! Don't be stubborn!"
"Fine, I'll tell you! . . . Just stop . . . tickling me!" I shouted. Gohan stopped, but left his hands by my sides, prepared to take up the torture if I tried to make a move to get away.
"Well?" Gohan asked. I bit my lip and looked up at him, heat rising to my face from embarrassment. Not wanting to have to answer in words, I nodded softly. Gohan stared at me, as if unprepared for such an answer. I decided to use this to turn the tables to my advantage.
I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him as hard as I could. To give myself a boost more I planted my feet awkwardly on the ground and did a small jump. Gohan toppled over onto his back, with me following over him, straddling his stomach, my knees pressed to the ground. My hands had dragged to his chest and I looked down at him in triumph. I did my best to tickle him, but he just stared at me as if I was stupid. I folded my arms under my chest and leaned back leisurely against Gohan's bent knees, trying to look as superior as I could.
"What are you looking at?" I scoffed. Gohan smiled.
"I'm not ticklish" he responded.
"Everybody's ticklish somewhere, Gohan" I stated matter-a-fact-ly. Gohan tilted his head cutely, raising a single eyebrow. He gave a childish thoughtful look.
"Actually I'm ticklish on the roof of my mouth, practically everyone is" Gohan acknowledged.
"Oh really?" I said, tilting my own head.
"Really"
I leaned down, about four inches from Gohan's nose and glared into his eyes. He stared back, but not in my fierce way. We stayed in our positions, staring. I never even heard the footsteps.
"Well, would ya' look at this? The brat's woman is already ahead of him and ON him" a sneering voice that was easily recognized to belong to a short Saiyan. At Vegeta's voice I yelped, lost my balance and fell on top of Gohan. More footsteps could be heard stopping.
"I didn't believe you when I heard you Vegeta, but I guess you weren't lyin'!" Goku's voice was recognized. Bulma just gave a small smirk and Chilia's eyes widened. In our surprise, Gohan and I just stared at them, aghast. Then a voice I hadn't heard in quite a few days reached my ears.
"SWEET PEA! I've been lookin' for you Baby Girl . . . what the HECK is goin' on here!" my father, Hercule shouted. Closing my eyes, I groaned loudly and I brought my head half-way on Gohan's chest and neck. Gohan leaned on his elbows and I didn't give a single move. Vegeta snickered openly a wide smirk set on his mouth.
"Get away from my little girl you scrawny perver . . . -t" Hercule finished, but stuttered with his last word as he spotted Gohan's tail waving about near my waist. He squeaked in fear and hid behind Vegeta who growled. In return Hercule squeaked again at seeing another threatening tail.
Without looking up at Gohan I whispered: "Please tell me this isn't happening, Gohan!" I could tell he was looking down at me uneasily.
"Sorry Videl, I'm not going to lie to you" Gohan mumbled back. Angrily, I gave another groan and banged my head against the muscular young Saiyan's chest. "Let's stop complaining and get up" he murmured. I gave a slow nod and pushed against him so I could get off him. Gohan followed me up and practically immediately afterwards I hid behind him. He glared at me and I smiled back sweetly. He shook his head and sighed and walked forward towards the two Saiyans and three humans.
"Hello, Vegeta, Dad, Bulma, Chilia" Gohan greeted, nodding his head at each person. Vegeta smirked and Gohan gulped, knowing there were going to be enormous amounts of teasing ahead. Goku gave a smile as did Bulma and Chilia. "Mr. Satan I believe?" Hercule nodded, but glared at him. I stepped out from behind Gohan and dragged him to my dad.
"I don't believe you two have met. Gohan, this is my father, Dad this is Gohan" I introduced the two.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Satan" Gohan said and held out his hand. Hercule stared at him and quivered. Seeing that he wasn't going to shake it, Gohan withdrew his hand, shrugging at my questioning look.
"Dad, over there the short one is Vegeta, the taller one is Goku and the two women over there are Bulma and Chilia" I said. Hercule's eyebrows rose as he looked at the two human women. In a flash he was in between them, his arms around their shoulders.
"Hey girls! How bout' we go somewhere, alone?" Hercule said suggestively. (Excuse me, I have to through up!) A growl emitted from Vegeta's throat.
"You do that" Chilia said flatly and elbowed him in the stomach as Vegeta pulled Bulma away. For some reason, Gohan looked angry and it seemed he didn't know why anymore then I did. Goku glared at Hercule menacingly, not noticing the confused look Gohan was giving him.
Rage rose in my chest in anger that he could forget about my dead mother so easily so he could go act perverted among women. "DAD! Stop being such a pervert!" I shouted angrily.
Then my nightmares came true.
"VIDEL!!!! Your man is here!" the long-haired blonde, Sharpener, shouted annoyingly.
"Hey Videl! Long time no chat!" Erasa said and giggled. "Oh and the cutie is with you!" Gohan winced and slowly started side-stepping away. I grabbed his arm before he could get out of arm distance.
"I'm not going to go through this alone!" I growled.
"Dude, who's the Saiyan you've latched onto?" Sharpener said, shaking in his boots at the sight of what was supposed to be the superior race. Erasa latched onto Gohan's other arm and he gave the saiyans a pitiful look then looked down at me as Erasa cuddled his arm in her own arms.
"He's Gohan" I stated, eyes narrowing as he edged closer to me.
"Who cares about him? So, when would you like us to be alone?" Sharpener said suggestively. He wrapped an around my shoulders and I took his hand and unwrapped it.
"No time, Sharpener" I growled. I looked and tried to hide my giggles as Gohan tried to get away from Erasa.
"Gohan" Goku said in an ordering tone. Gohan stopped and looked up at his father, waiting patiently.
"Yes?"
"I want you to go back" The hair on my neck rose at Goku's words.
"Why?!" Gohan protested.
"I want you to try to convince Bardock to come here and join us" Goku announced. "Maybe if you could, try and get Qubia too" Gohan hesitated, but nodded. "Go now" Again he nodded and turned to walk a few seconds when he jumped into the air.
"Good luck, Gohan!" I called as he flew away, back to where Frieza waited for him.
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Alright! What did you think? I had fun writing this chapter! Even though I always have to have some seriousness in my stories.
Okay, does anyone know how Bardock acts? Cause' I've never seen a movie, or show or whatever with him in it so I don't know. If you do, then will you PLEASE tell me!
Let me clear some things up here for some people.
Gohan learned IT from his father when they went on a mission to the planet those aliens were on and decided to use Gohan's genius to make something to make it look like there planet had been destroyed in a fight with the aliens. The aliens accepted and in turn taught them Instant Transmission!
I'm not going to tell you who Chilia is. HAHA! That would spoil a few surprises.
I dare you to try to guess what the carvings are of!