One Heart

A/N: It's been a long, long time since I updated anything. I don't own DBZ, this would have been uploaded long time ago but I went back and fixed some grammatical errors and added a bit more content. Also there will be some craziness is in this chapter but also some rivalry and romance of course. Also Angela's secret admirer's revealed and we get another look at Suzuki.

Chapter 12: Hearts to break and hearts to mend

It was late at the Son house. Goku and Chichi were asleep and Goten was sleeping over at Capsule Corps. It was a tradition since the boys could speak that they would spend one weekend at Goten's then another weekend at Trunks' and so forth. This was however not entirely the boys' idea but mostly their parents who wanted some "alone time."

Gohan sat at the table that resided in his bedroom and began to near the end of a large textbook. The topic was boring but he read it anyways. Reading certain books generally made him fall asleep since he was a kid but it wasn't helping lately. He had expected himself to fall asleep when he reached the 300 page mark but he passed that and was on page 785. His eyes were started to hurt but he didn't get any sleepier.

He was just about to give up when he heard some type of noise coming from his window. At first he ignored the noise but it soon got louder and louder. It got loud enough to almost wake his parents. Closing the book, he went over towards the window. He opened the window and came nose to nose with Videl.

"—Videl?" Gohan frowned, the woods were dangerous during this time of night "It's late, and it's almost midnight."

It was Videl's turn to frown, "Are you not happy to see me?"

"Of course, I'm always happy to see you."

"Good," she smiled. "Aren't you at least going to invite me in?"

"Erm, yeah," he moved out of the way and as soon as she got in he closed back the window. "What are you doing here? It's late."

"I know, I was still hoping you were still awake. And as it so happens you are. I hope I didn't wake you though."

"Not at all,"

Videl noticed a large book resting on the table with piles of paper and Gohan's laptop, "Getting a head start on your term paper?"

"Something like that I guess," he saw the box in one of her arms and looked up to see her looking at him expecting him to do something, "Am I suppose to guess what's in the box?"

"No. You're supposed to close your eyes." Videl said. When Gohan did she placed the box on the table beside the book. Suspiciously, Videl glanced over her shoulder, "Don't peek, ok?"

Gohan nodded but he sensed she hadn't stopped looking at him so he used his hands to cover his closed eyes. Satisfied, the young woman proceeded to open the blue box on the table very quietly and carefully.

"Ok, open them," Videl said after about a minute passed.

Gohan opened his eyes and saw beautiful cake that held a single blue-colored candle on top-center. On the cake itself it read: Happy Birthday, Gohan Kun!

Videl blushed when he looked back up at her, "I know it's not your birthday for a couple of months but I...but I couldn't wait. And I wanted to do something special. Make a wish."

Gohan smiled before he made a wish and blew out the candles. When that was done he stood up. He stood only a few inches from Videl, "I've been making this same wish for over seven years now...but now I don't have to…" he saw Videl looked completely confused by his words. Kami he loved her eyes, so filled with emotions. "…Because she's standing right here in front of me."

She stared at him and her eyes sparkled with such happiness and then without further ado, he kissed her.

Satan Mansion

It was about nine in the morning. Suzuki sat on a nearby chair; legs crossed and wore a professional looking outfit with her hair in a simple bun. Her briefcase rested on the dinning room table as she sipped upon some hot tea.

Suzuki smiled casually at Hercule, "Believe me, Hercule darling, Videl will come around. What sensible girl would leave all this for that?"

"You're right," Hercule leaned back in the touch with his glass of wine. Then he shot up, "B-But what if she's not a sensible girl? I mean she is—"

"Calm down, calm down sweetie, I'm sure you're worrying over nothing. My Tellez—"

"You have children?"

"Good heavens, no! Can't stand those little things—" she flushed, "Erm…though Videl is far from being bratty or anything like that. Now let's get to work and stop this affair. We must be descent, we wouldn't want Videl running off and eloping right under our noses, now would we?"

Hercule shook his head.

"Good," Suzuki beamed. "Oh yes, and more tea, servant."

Cahokia bit her lip to control her tongue; instead she managed a low mutter and walked to the kitchen. She ignored the rude comment that the woman had said moments later about her attitude. That woman was so—so—and yet she was so familiar. She mentally shook her head, she probably saw the woman on a magazine cover. She's beautiful after all and had a fit enough body to have all near and far come running.

Son House

After taking a shower and getting dress, Gohan headed down for breakfast. Goten was finishing up his meal by the time Gohan entered the kitchen. Goten said " hi" to Gohan before heading off to the living room with one hundred zeni bill in hand. Gohan took out a few plates and began to place some food on them. After a while he noticed his parents were giving him inquisitive looks every chance they got to the point that it was getting annoying. They continued to do it even as he was eating which made him feel a bit nervous.

Finally, Chichi spoke with a small smirk upon her lips, "So last night—"

Mortified and embarrassed, Gohan exclaimed, "Oh kami, you weren't—were you guys spying on me?"

"No way, we just wanted to know—"

"Are you prying mom?" Gohan asked.

Chichi frowned, "All right, never mind." She pouted.

When Gohan sat at the table with his food, his father slide closer to him. Usually when he did that he was either going to ask for some of your food or sneak a piece of it into his plate. Surprisingly neither happened, "Now I know we never had "the talk," but I assumed with all the sexual and graphical stuff all over the place you'd kind of get an idea. But let me tell you, it has nothing to do with a bird and a bee! Kami the things people say to mislead a man. If I had known—"

Gohan frowned, "It's a metaphor dad."

Goku pouted, "Oh right. I knew that, I'm not stupid, Gohan," he smiled, "Anyways, we males will never completely understand the fair sex—kami we know we try but we learned to give in because we'll never understand women. Too complicated—however that's why we're so captivated by them."

"Uhm dad…the point?"

"Don't wait until you're over forty to mate, man—!" Goku blurted out causing his wife to fall over. Goku blinked but eventually continued."—though we're saiyans and we're better than those human males in many ways i.e. fighting, mating, food consuming and so forth… the real important stuff. Anyways, it doesn't mean we're that great of swimmers that—"

"DAD, I'm what, 18 now?—"

"—I know, you're just 18—"

"—Do you really have such a lack of faith in me?—"

"—and we don't have that little amount of faith in you, but better safe than sorry."

"It's a good thing he wasn't around girls for such a long time, then we'd be worried like shit—erm anyways, always be safe and don't take chances." Chichi murmured and took another sip of her tea.

Gohan blinked, "Where are you guys getting at? You just come out of nowhere and start talking about last night then animals then to whatever you're talking about—"

"—sex,"

Gohan blushed, "Thanks for the clarification dad.." Gohan looked at the kitchen clock and looked relieved. "But I got to go."

"Meeting Videl?"

"Yes, I'm meeting Videl," Gohan frowned. "Why?"

"No reason," Chichi jumped out of her chair and was grinning from ear-to-ear. "Go on, get! Have fun, oh but not too much fun. Ok? Love you. Be safe. Dinner will be ready at 5. No, I'm not trying to get rid of you, sweet heart. Have a nice day with Videl, ok? Bye!" Chichi said and literally threw the boy out and closed the door behind her.

After a moment Goku whispered, "I thought we agreed that we were going to be discreet about this."

"I was being discreet."

"Sure you were," he replied sarcastically.

Satan Mansion

Hercule looked at his watch for the hundredth time just as Cahokia passed him by announcing the arrival of Suzuki's underneath her breath. She turned and scowled at his gleeful expression, "Sir if I maybe so bold, is this what you really want…for Videl?"

Hercule looked at her and held her by her shoulders and looked her straight in the eye, "Never believe this is what I wanted. I love my daughter more than life itself, but she leaves me with no choice."

Cahokia opened her mouth to disagree but clamped her mouth shut when Suzuki entered with a cheerful, "Hello, hello!"

Glowering at the woman, she took her leave. Suzuki smiled wickedly, "Poor dear. We might have to get rid of her."

"She's been our maid for years, Suz. Also, she's like family."

"Oh Hercule, don't be so naïve. Don't trust anyone but me. I know what you want and what you need. Never forget that," she walked away but paused for a moment. "And the name's Suzuki, not Suz, k?"

Hercule nodded.

Videl grunted just before she rang the doorbell. She was supposed to meet Gohan at eleven and she was already five minutes late. She needed at least ten minutes to get to their meeting place and this wasn't helping.

Jok opened the door and was greeted by a somewhat pleasant and irritated "hello," before Videl stormed into the living room leaving the man baffled.

Hercule looked up when he heard Videl's footsteps, but Suzuki merely smirked behind her magazine. "I see you're in a hurry," Hercule said when he saw her putting on her coat and sneakers in a haste.

Videl curtly nodded and chose to ignore the woman who sat a few feet from her.

"(—Humph, probably another one of those cheap floozy girlfriends of his.—)" Videl thought.

"We hardly talk father, I thought we decided to keep communication to a great minimum since I left," Videl said.

"Indeed. Well, it's good of you to show up. Let's make this quick, shall we?" Hercule took a sip of the wine and quickly made his proposition.

Videl laughed, "You want me to move back into this hell ho—dump?"

"What? DUMP? This dump is a palace to where you live, missy!" Hercule objected. "What could that boy give you that you don't already have? Videl think clearly now, all of this—fame, fortune, billions of dollars, trips around the world, mansions all over the globe—or some guy. Come on, it's not so hard to decide. Any idiot could figure out the right choice!"

"Then I must be an idiot, I presume."

"Possibly if it's taking you so long to answer." Hercule shrugged.

Videl glowered at her father, they never have been on good terms for such a long time and such conversations were predictable, "Don't ask me to choose between him and my family father, because it's no contest."

Hercule paled then suddenly his face grew red with rage. "That punk! You'd actually choose that scrawny little nobody over your own family—your own flesh and blood?"

"Yes! And that "scrawny little nobody's" name is Gohan! And if you're into naming calling then you best do a better job of it," Videl yelled. "And he and his family has been more of a family than you ever were. They care about me and don't use me to gain some advantage. Take a lesson dad."

"Humph," Hercule took another sip from his wineglass, "You know what your problem is?"

"No, enlighten me father," Videl said sarcastically and waved her hand lazily.

"You let your emotions rule your life. It may have worked for your mother but I'd be dammed if I fall for that trap too. You've always been emotional."

Videl smirked, "I must have received such a thing from you, father. Correct?"

"How dare you," Hercule fumed.

"Why you—!"

In a taunting tone Videl said, "Careful dad, we wouldn't want to become emotional, now would we?"

"You conceited, spoiled brat."

"You made me this way, remember? You made your bed, now lie in it dad," Videl folded her arms and before her father could make a comeback, she continued. "If you'll excuse me I have far more important things to do at this moment then waste it with you. Goodbye."

Hercule blanched. "What do you—how dare you! Get back here, young lady! I'm you're father!"

Videl ignored him. He had damn nerve to demand—not requested! She was eighteen after all and made enough money on her own to support herself for the rest of her life! Of all the nerve to threaten her trust funds.

Suzuki smirked, neither had paid her any mind as they battled it out . She liked how things had progressed. Everything was going nicely and according to plan. One bond was nearly broken—that of father and daughter. It just needed one more snip to become broken, "Fear not Hercule, she'll come around." Suzuki said and plastered on a spurious smile, "(—and I'll make sure of it!—)" she added mentally and discarded the magazine without a second thought.

She looked at Andrew who turned to her and met her gaze, "Send this to the Son house immediately," Suzuki commanded and held out the letter. She wanted this done and over with by the end of the week. "Do not get caught!"

"Yes, Suzuki," Andrew said and slipped out of the room and went outside and entered the waiting car.

Suzuki smiled politely at Hercule, "If you'll excuse me for a minute."

Suzuki left the room and went into the hallways. She closed her eyes and checked for any nearby ki's. The only ki's close enough were that of the oaf and his daughter. The servants were elsewhere in the household.

Taking out her communicator, Suzuki contacted the head master, "Everything is going perfectly, sire. I plan to have all the portals open, the saiyans killed and Earth destroyed within three Galician days. However, I must make sure to destroy a few bonds and ties to make this a complete success. Who knows, a few of these mortals might be a great help to our wonderful cause. Yes…I see…I won't fail you. Thank you, sire… you don't know how much it means to me…Suzuki, over and out."

Orange Star High

Angela hesitated towards the park. The letter said for her to come here.

She looked around…no one was here. It was 10:00 which was the time that the letter said for her to come. She looked towards the swing, which was where the letter was to be.

Someone was there. A man with semi-broad shoulders, about six feet tall but she couldn't tell about his features since he was hunched over now scrubbing on something. Her admirer, at last!

He looked up and his eyes grew wide—brown eyes to be exact. She liked guys with brown eyes. He started to stagger back and nearly ran into another swing. "Hey, wait. Don't go!" he'd already fled when those words came out.

He was gone before she knew it and all she knew about him was that he was poetic, tall, broad shoulders and had brown eyes. There were so many combinations of who the man could be; but poetic…? The long list of possibilities dropped big times.

Angela picked up the letter; there was no poem this time. It was direct and to the point.

It read:

Meet me on the roof of Orange Star High at noon tomorrow, my dearest. For then I shall finally reveal myself to you. The games are over, my dear Angela. No more riddles, no more poems to keep your heart guessing, my sweet. I love you, until then.

-Secret Admirer.

Angela crept up the stairs to the roof of the school, back to where it all began. Back to the place that had shattered a piece of her heart. The letter said to meet him here at noon. She was so excited she brought a new outfit, shoes and a purse to match with it. Angela sat on a bench and waited. She was early it was after all 11:55. Moments passed as Angela bit her lip, it was 12:23…wasn't he going to come or not?

Angela grunted and muttered a curse underneath her breath; it was 1:12 now. Angela leaned against the railing. Perfect, yet another disappointment. First, the whole Gohan and Videl thing, then her father and now this! She was actually developing a crush on the guy and he didn't show up. Pigs, guys were just pigs. They lead you on and then splat, nothing.

The young woman held her head up high; she wasn't going to let this minor setback bother her one bit. But that didn't mean she didn't want to cry, she wanted to cry badly but she refused to do that, especially in public. She blinked back the tears and was determined not to let them fall until she was safely at home in her room by herself; then and only then would she cry in peace.

"Damn you," Angela muttered. She knew with the salty tears that ran down her face that she look hideous. Her mascara was running and her vision burled because of her tears. Everything was so wrong! Her hopes, her dream, everything! And just when she thought something right was going to happen—it didn't. It left her feeling cold, lonely and unloved. She'd put so much into something someone felt so little for. She gave them too much power and now she was paying for it…with a broken heart.

"Dammit, I must be so pathetic." Angela grumbled.

"No you're not."

Angela turned around and saw someone standing by the door, Orion. He actually looked somewhat decent in Angela's book.

"What do you want, nerd. Can't you see I'm busy?" she wiped her face quickly and said harshly. "Go ahead take a picture. It will last longer, won't it?"

"Why?"

"Because isn't this want you dreamed about?"

"Yeah…"

"…to have me look like some—some monster?!"

"No…"

Confused and a bit frustrated, Angela snapped, "Then what the hell do you want?"

"You Angela, only you…"

Baffled, Angela took a stop back, "Excuse me?"

Son House

Four hours have passed and it was about seven in the afternoon. Goku and Chichi entered the Son house, both extremely happy after a wonderful meal at the new restaurant in Satan City. Goku had thankfully eaten a regular saiyan meal before they left so they both ordered two human size meals. It was awfully quiet, but it was self-explanatory with Goten over Capsule corps. They didn't find Gohan raiding the fridge or studying. Instead, they followed the sound of voices into the living room. What they saw left them speechless and gawking for a moment.

Videl was on the sofa, lip-locked in a hot and heavy embrace with their son. Neither parent was anticipating this when they entered the room. As they watched, Videl crawled into Gohan's lap, straddling him.

Decided this was as good of a time as any, "Excuse me!!" Chichi said. Her voice was a bit too loud for the precise moment but it got the response she'd hoped for. Gohan was in their line of vision. The moment he saw them, he popped up from the sofa like bread from a toaster, almost dumping Videl to the floor. Their mouths looked a bit too swollen for their peace of mind.

"They've been at this for a while," Goku commented.

Videl stood up more slowly, her head hanging forward, her loose hair shading her face like a veil of modesty.

"Y—you're home early," Gohan managed to say though he stuttered.

"I doubt that," Chichi said and her son continued to blush. She looked at the two teens who were blushing like crazy and examined them. Clothes on, buttoned and zipped. Good.

"We were studying," the two murmured after a few minutes had gone by.

Chichi noticed the book lying open and forgotten on the cocktail table. "Then I suggest you take your studying into the kitchen where you can concentrate better. I believe that's enough with the anatomy lessons, don't you?"

She received two nods from the two teenagers. Goku and Chichi turned away, as embarrassed as the pair slipping off towards the kitchen. On the other hand, they didn't expect Gohan to reach eighteen and never been kissed or experience sexual feelings. But they really didn't want to be confronted by the details even though they pretended otherwise. Both parents decided they'd lay low on the pushing and pretend this confrontation never happened. They didn't want either teens to get involve with teen pregnancy or anything on those lines.

"You always have to make me look like the bad guy," Chichi grunted and pulled off her coat revealing a sparkling red evening gown.

"I wasn't, honest! I was just letting you handle it, Chichi. You were on a roll, really! You know I always get all tongue-tied. Besides, you were great. I never knew people could turn that shade of red and still be living," Goku said praising his wife's wonderful effort.

Chichi muttered something underneath her breath and walked to their bedroom. After removing the jacket of his tuxedo, Goku followed and locked the bedroom door behind him. A few moments passed without a single sound coming from the house except the muffled words of Gohan and Videl talking in the kitchen. Soon a few giggles could be heard if someone stood right outside the bedroom door of Gohan's parents and after a moment it stopped. "Say goodnight, Gohan!" Chichi called from her bedroom and then the giggles started up again. Chichi laughed even harder at whatever they were doing and Goku soon joined in.

Gohan chose to ignore the sounds of his parents being intimate as he walked Videl to the door but it didn't stop the blushing from coming back. He grabbed a pair of headphones when they passed the living room table to use for later.

"Kami, help me," Gohan said underneath his breath.

Son House

An entire day as passed and for the most part everything remained the same. A study session was planned for today that included: Gohan, Videl, Erasa, Sharpener and Mai. So far Erasa and Sharpener were thirty minutes late.

"Maybe we should start," Mai suggested and grabbed a handful of chips to eat.

"WAIT!" Erasa shrieked as she and Sharpener burst through the open door, "We're here!"

"Way to make an entrance," Mai murmured.

It took about two minutes for Erasa's breathing to return back to normal, "Sorry, my sister had a play that my family went to and it was postponed a bit and well everything in the Rubbers family is family. Sorry," Erasa explained.

"What's you're excuse?" Mai asked looking at Sharpener.

"Why should I explain myself to some sixteen year old," he adverted his gaze from her glare. "Erm, I kind of—it's embarrassing but I'll make it quick," the blonde boy blushed. "I was at the gym, no need to get any more information than that. I'm here, aren't I?"

"A bar of barbells fell on him. Major embarrassment!" Erasa whispered and earned a burst of laughter from Mai and a glare from Sharpener.

"Well the important this is that you made it," Gohan looked up from his textbook and frowned. "Though we're a half an hour behind…"

"Sorry, geez," Sharpener muttered and took a seat.

Gohan opened the nearest textbook, "Let's start with the basic terms of Trigonometry."

Sharpener groaned mentally and turned the pages in his textbook until he found the unit in the oversized book. As the session continued the blonde boy became more bored by the minute so he began to chew upon small gummy candies he had brought on the way over there. At times his head drooped down but he picked it back up fearing another set of glares and scolding. There were millions upon millions of things he rather do than be lectured about something he wouldn't get.

As his head dropped some more, the gummy treat slipped out of his hand and went inches before the bed. Sharpener looked up from his textbook, ever so slightly and inched himself towards the candy. He found it a whole lot more entertaining than whatever was being discussed.

When he placed one of his hands underneath the bed, he blinked as he felt something cold touch his fingertips. He moved his hands over the object ever so slightly until he finally figured out what it was. He laughed at what he found. His laugh caught the attention of the four other teenagers.

"Sharpener, what are you doing under there?" Erasa asked.

Sharpener held up a pair of handcuffs and grinned wickedly, "Never thought you were a kinky sort of guy, Gohan." Gohan flushed but before he could defend himself, Sharpener continued. "Though the only one we know that owns handcuffs is Videl."

Though Videl tried her hardest to glare at the now cocky teenager, she failed miserably for the blush ruined the effect.

"There's no evidence they're hers," Mai said coming to Videl's defense, "besides Trunks and Goten were in here for a few seconds and knowing them they could have snuck in here and planted some toy handcuffs for someone like you to find—"

"—ahem, if you look closely it says her name right there, engraved which is a publicly known to have taken effect three years ago which has all officers having their names—"

"Ok, OK!" Mai exclaimed a bit frustrated. She didn't want to hear him go into explaining it.

Sharpener grinned, "So…are you two—"

"NO!" Gohan said.

"No?" he looked dumfounded by the response, "Really? Wow…not even a one night stand?"

"Can we talk about something else, please?"

Sharpener ignored him, "REALLY? No kidding? Wow, after all the rumors—"

"What rumors?" Gohan and Videl questioned.

"Nothing, nothing at all, I didn't say anything!" Sharpeners said nervously and jumped to lift the textbook up high above his face, "I think that's enough break time, don't you?"

Just when Sharpener had jumped up something had fallen out of his pocket. A newspaper clipping of some sort, Mai took it and examined it. "…a club?" Mai asked.

"Not "a club" but "the club"!" Sharpener said, "It's the biggest event of the year, people! Where have you guys been? Everyone who is anyone is talking about it...but then again that would explain—OUCH, I was kidding! Anyways, only the privileged may so even as speak let alone think about it."

"I heard about it. Don't you have to be twenty-one to enter this one?"

"…Yeah. So?"

"So? As if you haven't noticed, none of us are twenty-one, Sharpener," Erasa snapped.

"So what, see these?" he pulled something out from his back pocket and presented them some ids, "They're—"

"Fake!"

Sarcastically, Sharpener replied, "Ding-Ding-Ding! Good job. Want a cookie?"

"Actually I wouldn't mi—HEY! Who in there right mind would actually believe they're real?"

"Don't I look so sexy?" he held up an id.

"Spare me."

"Come on, it'll be fun! Besides it's our senior year, time to be wild and have some fun. We won't get caught. I've been doing this since I was sixteen."

"Really, I find that hard to believe." Videl said.

"You're such a stick-in-the-mud, Videl," Mai gave her a mockery of a glare. "It'll be fun, you'll see. My first club—"

"You're not going," Gohan said.

"Now you're both stick-in-the-muds! Why not? You're not being fair! Why do you get to go and I can't? Your only two years older! I deserve this, come on! Did I mention it isn't fair?"

"You say you're grown up but you're acting like a spoiled brat."

"So what if I am? I don't care, I'll go and you can't stop me."

"Yes, I can." Gohan grinned. "I could rat out on you about that C in French to my mom. Wouldn't my mom love that?"

Mai paled, "Ah, you'd do that? How cruel! My ears can't take another scolding!" her eyes lit up. "I'll tell her about those handcuffs and what really went on last night between you and special someone. She'll really love that!"

"Who? Who's this special someone?" Erasa asked. "Tell me! Who? Who? Who?"

"You sound like a owl, Erasa." Sharpener laughed and was rewarded with a punch to his gut.

"Don't tell her, she'll blab to the first person she sees." Gohan said.

"How rude, I don't blab. Besides, the last time I tried to keep it to myself I blew up to a 32" waist. Mind you it was not a pretty sight." Erasa pouted.

"Just let her go, she'll sneak out eventually," Sharpener said. "And you won't be there to protect her from those bad guys."

"She can take care of herself; she's not a kid Sharpener," Gohan said.

"Exactly, so I should come!" Mai exclaimed.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

Mai shrugged, "It runs in the family…so can I go?"

"Sure. Whatever." Gohan said completely exasperated.

"Great!"

"Here is yours," Sharpener handed Erasa an id then Videl, "And yours."

"This is such a bad idea." Videl groaned, "Why am I doing this? If we get caught this will ruin my reputation."

"Yeah as a good girl, definitely. But think about it. It will really boost you as a bad girl, especially if you get caught! See? It evens out."

"Well, it's better than the one he was gonna give us before." Erasa said. "Mine was named, "Barbie Charmin," I mean what kind of name is that? And I so don't have high cheekbones or three tongue rings. Kami forbid if I ever got a pierce there!"

"Minor setback, I assure you. Come on, we're only teenagers once, so let's live a little. Besides, it's not a bar, but a club, a respectable club. Now I think a little leather wouldn't kill us, plus I rented two motorcycles for tonight to finish the effect. I got a great deal on those."

"…really?" Erasa beamed. "Ok, leather would look killer on me! Plus, they—as in the one and only Forever 21 magazines—say that this club is the hottest ever built in Satan City and in the top 10 in the world! It's really tough to get in and even some of the celebrities are denied access except Hercule of course." Noting that it was a sore spot, she quickly continued. "And they know what a club is. Because Caroline's—and ex cheerleader who's treachery shall not be named…slept with Hairy Harry—anyways, her brother's, fiancée's, mother's father's, godson's, second cousin's, best friend is a CEO at the one and the only—did I mention he's a total babe? His eyes alone is enough to send a girl—"

"Can you ever shut up?" Sharpener snapped.

"Yes, I can—"

"Than do it! And how is any of that related to the original conversation?"

"—and this is so totally related!—"

"—In what universe?—"

"Can we go now before I change my mind?" Videl asked, bored of their argument.

Gohan frowned looking at his id, "Why am I coming again?"

Before Mai could answer, Sharpener butted in with a wide grin. "Well Romeo, Videl's coming. Duh, 1 and 1 makes 2—I think..." He shook his head and plastered on a devious smirk. "Unless you two are planning on playing "Cops and Robbers," if you get my drift." He held up the handcuffs.

"Shut up, Sharpener."

"What?" he looked a bit confused and hurt for a brief second, "After today's discovery I thought you'd be going steady or having—err…" he trailed off as he received a pair of glares from two of his friends. "Never mind."

"Can it, blonde boy." Videl said through gritted teeth. It was so embarrassing and she felt the hot sensation upon her cheeks and knew instantly that she was blushing. Kami, help her! How embarrassing!

"Ok, ok." Sharpener laughed. "We have six hours before its opens but four hours to get to the city with enough time to change and eat then two hours to get there by nine. And I know for a fact there'll be traffic so we better get a move on it."

"So lover boy," Videl grinned at Gohan. "What are you going to tell oh loveable Chichi?"

Satan City

In the shadows a woman stood deep within the alley. Her hair covered her face like a black veil. However her burning eyes filled with despair and need of revenge penetrating through the darkness. Her body was weak, battered and possibly couldn't last through the night; yet she refused to be defeated this way. She had a mission that she had to carry out. She retrieved pieces here and there that placed everything she needed back into place. Fragments of time remanded lost to the woman but again she refused to let a minor setback stop her.

"I...I shall find you, dear sweet prince," she managed to say before she collapsed face first meeting the soothing darkness with a wary smile.

She'd get there…eventually. She had time…but just how much?


Next Time:

Part II

What will be the outcome of the gang's first official club? What will Chichi think? Who is this prince the mysterious woman seeks? How will Angela react to finding out that a "nerd" likes her? Will Chichi admit about knowing the truth about the night's event or will she toy with the group? Just how much embarrassment can a saiyan handle? This all happens and more on the next chapter.


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:D Nice chapter again. Update! Update!


B Chan

Nice story. Please update some more :)


miroku-has-darkness

awesome update soon


SSJ3MysticGohan

Its a good story, but you went from interesting to boring in one chapter. Try to get it more interesting an a bit less of blah blah blah, an more of where the story is going. I personaly could have shortened it to about 2/3 of what you had. Dont exadurate the writeing, but dont put it in basic this, then this, then this form. Try to find a good balance. If you dont, then you will most likely loose your readers. Try to take these tips into consideration.