Okay guys, here's chapter 10! A little bit longer than normal. There's a lot in this chapter that will matter, so you better be reading carefully! Okay, I don't think I have anything else to say. The plot thickens soon, I predict that things will start to heat up by chapter 12 or 13, then you'll kick my ass when the story ends. LOl…well enough of this, GO ON TO READ THE STORY!

OH..this story might move to "R" soon...for obvious reasons!

Disclaimer: chapter ten….still own nothing. CURSE YOU !!!

Letters of Friendship.

Videl sat by the mirror in her room, staring at herself in deep thought. A week passed already, and she spent that entire time touring the city with her best friend Erasa, taking advantage of her vacation even before she started working. Apparently, after hearing the news of Videl's car accident by the bridge, Steven fainted from lack of blood and oxygen, giving the cast and crew of the movie a free week to enjoy while he recovers. And enjoy she did.

Videl's POV.

I couldn't stop smiling, and you know whose fault that is? The same guy that annoys the hell out of me, the guy who drives me insane, the guy that makes me blush when I don't want to, and makes my breathing ragged. The same guy who's almost too perfect to be real, but he is, he's definitely real.

That jerk! Look what he's done to me. Here I am, sitting in front of my reflection with a brush in my hand, a bubbly smile on my face. It feels so weird to me, that I can be so happy about a guy I met not too long ago, a guy I punched in the face. Not exactly a very good first impression on my part, but it's funny how things worked out.

I picked up the brush and started combing my dark hair, shinning like silk cloth down to my shoulders. This was another strange thing he's somehow managed to do to me. Why was it that every time he's there, I have to suddenly look my best? It's not like I'm trying to impress him…or anything like that. Besides, its just Gohan! Some dorky spoiled ass hole with enough money to fill even my dad's big bloated head. He's just another guy. Just. A. Guy.

I bit my lower lip and grinned involuntarily. But he's not just a guy. If he was, I wouldn't fuss around for him like this, trying to look my best when he's there, and it seems that somehow for the past week or two, no matter how hard I try to run away from him, we ALWAYS bump into each other. After that incident that I'd rather forget, ( the one with the whole car crash and rapist thingy..) I've seen him in the mall, in church, eating in my favorite restaurant, in the gas station by Satan Mansion, walking by the beach and even in the movies. Talk about coincidence huh, not that I actually minded. It was……okay that he was there. It didn't bother me, of course not, it's just him after all. Just him, yup just annoying little Gohan. That Bastard!

I placed my brush down and pulled out my drawer, digging my hands inside it in search of something really valuable to me back then, and still is now. Finally locating it under the piles of random papers in my drawer, I took it out and placed it on my desk, smiling at the memory.

It was an envelope packed with lots of letters, notes actually, of someone I still have no idea who, but helped me through me time of need when I was young.

Flashback….

Teen Videl closed her eyes, sighing sadly and tuning out the entire world, just for a moment. She was sitting on lush green grass of her secret thinking spot, the spot only she knows about, her favorite place to be alone, her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around it. The sky above her was neither bright and sunny nor dark and rainy, it was….gloomy. Just like how she felt.

'How am I going to get through this?! Dad's being unfair again, like he always is. Life's not fair!' She growled out loud, shutting her eyes so her tears wouldn't fall. Desperate for a way to let her anger out, she reached inside her pocket and took out a pen and paper, placing it flat on the grass and began scribbling really fast, letting her emotions flow freely from her body through her arms, hands, fingers, pen and into her words.

I hate my life! I hate my dad! I hate mom for leaving me! I don't think I can go on anymore…

She folded her paper and placed it under a rock, before getting to her feet and dusting herself clean. She sighed, glaring at the note under the rock, then looked up at the sky, before slowly walking back home.

End flashback…

I can still remember how hopeless I felt back then. And if it wasn't for this mysterious boy who wrote back to me surprisingly, I wouldn't be here today. Carefully, I slip my fingers inside the envelope and slide my skin on the aging paper. I took out the first letter and began to read it out loud.

Sometimes I feel that way too. I think nothing in life is fair, but I also learned that no matter how hard I try to fight it, I always end up loosing…

I laughed lightly, remembering how shocked I was the first time I read this letter of his.

Flashback..

Teen Videl's mouth fell open and stayed unhinged, a letter, not hers but someone else's, clutched in her hand. Hesitantly, she took out her pen after reading the note and began to write her reply.

Who the hell is this?! I never knew other people go to this place..

After writing her reply, she stuck it back under the rock and left, glancing back at it uneasily as if hoping to see the mysterious boy who answers her letters to just appear out of no where and read it in front of her.

The next day, she came back to her not so secret spot and found another letter pinned down the rock she had placed hers under yesterday. She tore it out from the rock and read what it said out loud.

I can't tell you who I am, my mom said it's not safe. As for the other part of your note, I actually thought the same. I thought this was my very own alone spot, but I guess we were both wrong huh. So what are you so angry about anyway?

Videl paused, her eyes widened, contemplating in herself whether she should reply or not. Well he doesn't know who I am, no harm can happen. Reluctantly, she wrote her reply and stuffed it back in place, running back home a bit more cheerfully, happy that she made a new friend…well sort off.

End of flashback…

I opened the next letter, smoothening the worn out pages with my palms. It was my reply to him, whoever it was.

My dad is forcing me to move to America and study high school there. Then he wants me to be a celebrity! Mom……well mom's dead. She left me. I don't want to move, my house is the only memory I have left of her. Maybe that's why dad wants to move away, because it hurts him too.

My eyes gazed to the bottom of the page where his reply was and read it softly.

I'm really sorry about your mom. Although I still have both my parents, I know how it feels to loose someone you really care about. I already lost someone. You know what, I'm moving to America too! I don't know if it's permanent though, I got accepted into a school there with scholarship, so my mom told me I had to go. Your dad wants you to be a celebrity? What do you want to be?

I flipped the letter and read my younger self's reply.

I want to be a martial artist, I guess just like my dad is. Some say he's the strongest in the world, but I don't believe it. About my mom, don't be sorry about me. I'm doing just fine without her…I guess. You're going to America?! That's so cool! Say, maybe we'll see each other there someday. Yeah right! Like that'll ever happen.

I folded the letter and slipped it back inside the envelope.

Flashback…

Teen Videl laid on her stomach on the grass, her feet kicking back and forth lightly, the boy's letter in her hand.

I think martial arts is really cool! My dad loves it a lot and he always lets me train with him. He's the strongest person I know, and being trained by him, I'm not too shabby myself. You know, maybe we will see each other someday. Who knows? When are you leaving?

She smiled, clicked her pen and flipped the letter to the blank side so she could write on it.

I'm leaving in about a day or two, my dad's already shipped most of my stuff over there. Hey, maybe when we see each other we can spar! If you're as good as you say you are, then it should be interesting ne? Well the only good thing about this trip is my best friend is coming with me too, she's staying with her uncle in the U.S.

She folded the letter neatly, putting it back in place and heading home with a smile.

End of flashback..

I can't believe how long it's been. I wonder what ever happened to him, he still owes me a match. I took out the next letter, propping my foot on the stool and read it to myself.

Wow you're leaving so soon? I'm leaving in a month or two, school doesn't start until then in the U.S. About your offer, I accept. I don't really approve of fighting, especially with a girl. But I'll make an exception, for a friend. Well, I guess this is kind of like goodbye huh? I'll miss you, who ever you are. I'll see you there then, I know I will.

We still haven't met. I really want to see you. You came into my life so unexpectedly but just in time, you were there when I needed you the most. And I couldn't even get your name before I said goodbye.

I grabbed the next letter, my last one to him and walked over to my bed, laying on my stomach, I began to read.

Haha. Yeah, sure. I'll be looking forward to our little spar then. I'm going to miss you two, and I do hope to meet you in person someday. I think you're a really great person. But I learned throughout my life that hoping just sets you up for an even bigger disappointment. So let's get real, the chances of you and I seeing each other in America is very VERY slim to none. It's practically impossible! It would take a miracle.

I flipped the letter to the other side where the boy's last letter of reply to me was written in one short sentence, but brought a faint light of hope to me back then none the less.

Hey, miracles happen everyday…

Sighing, I folded the letter and placed it back with the others. Walking over to my dresser, I neatly stored the envelope inside and hopped back to bed, hugging my pillow in my arms, deep in thought. Who ever he is, I want to meet him badly. Even though I don't know much about him, I only know him through some letters actually, I feel like I've met him since I was in diapers, like a guardian angel you can't see but you know he's there. I don't even know why I think it's a he, I guess it's a feeling in me that tells me so.

Maybe I should go there today, who knows, I might actually see him there. That thought made me jump off and smile. But then I remembered I was going to hang out with Erasa and her friends today. Shrugging my shoulders, I took a shower and got ready.

Bra and Goten entered his room, their arms around each others body, their lips locked into a heated kiss. He closed the door behind him with his foot, and gently pushed Bra over to his unmade bed, the two fell on it with a laugh, Goten on top of her, their tongue battling for dominants in each other's mouth. She stopped and gently placed her hand on his chest, he paused and looked at her questioningly with fiery eyes. 'What's wrong Bra-chan?'

She smiled. 'Won't your parents hear us if we…you know..'

Goten grinned and shook his head. 'No, they're out for the entire day. Convenient, ne?' He smirked at her before diving into her neck, licking the soft pale skin with his tongue, his hands sliding under her shirt and fondling with the strap of Bra's bra.

She giggled at his struggles, her hands running through his long dark locks that resembled her brothers, his earlobe caught in her full lips. 'You alright there baby?'

Goten snickered, finally able to take her bra off and threw it across the room. 'I'm doing great.' He went back to attacking her neck but stopped when he remembered something. 'Hang on Bra-chan, I'll just go and get "protection" from my parents' room.'

Bra rolled her eyes playfully, sitting up in his bed while Goten got to his feet. 'You know, it's kind of weird that your parents have condoms and you don't.'

He grinned sheepishly. 'Well mine never lasts that long….' Bra scowled at him. 'You are just like my brother. From now on, I don't want you sleeping with anyone else, understand?'

Goten's eyes widened the size of the Pizzas Goku would order. 'W-what?! Bra-chan…I don't…'

'Goten, If you really love me then you'll do as I ask. Why, am I not enough for you?' She whispered seductively, complete with her patented puppy dog look. He was powerless to resist. 'Alright Bra-chan, I'll do it for you. You have to understand how huge this is for me.'

Bra smiled triumphantly. 'I know, that's why I love you so much. Now go on already, I'm getting impatient. And because you'll do what I tell you, I'm going to reward you today.'

Goten perked up when she winked at him, he smiled and dashed out the room in a blur. 'I'll be back sweety!'

Bra sighed, adjusting her shirt and got to her feet, she took the opportunity to look around Goten's room. It was a fairly small room, with a small desk on the side by the window, clothes scattered everywhere. She walked over to his desk and pulled out the drawer, curiously peeking at the papers inside. She pulled out some of it and smiled. My, my Goten is an artist! These pictures are really good! One was a picture of a magnificent dragon emerging from seven orange pulsing balls, gliding through the dark clouded skies. The other was a picture of a very gorgeous woman with long flowing blue hair and big blue eyes, someone Bra recognized but couldn't tell exactly who. Then it hit her and she laughed. That guy, someone's been thinking about me. Hmmm…maybe I'll take this for keeps. Bra stuffed the drawing in her pocket and was about to close the drawer when something else caught her attention. It was a brown envelope, plain looking. But the words written on it was what caught Bra's eyes.

Gohan and Videl.

Her eyebrows raised in question. She turned to look back at the door, making sure Goten wasn't there before she took the envelope out and opened it.

Cupid glanced over the card in his hands to Mr. Popo, who sat opposite of him, cross legged on the tile floor. Damnit! This guy has a Poker Face, I can't tell if he's bluffing or not. Curse the gods…. He sighed, eying the large pot of money at stake on their game then back at Mr. Popo.

'Mr.Cupid, I was actually wondering if you could answer me some questions.'

Cupid eyed him wearily. 'If it's got to do with me helping you get a hot woman count me out.'

Popo shook his head. 'No, it's more about general things.'

Cupid sighed, then nodded. Anything to buy him more time, he didn't like losing, especially in card games. 'Go ahead.'

'Well, I was just wondering, how you make sure everyone falls in love? There must be at least a billion people falling in love each day.'

'I don't.' Cupid replied, shuffling the cards in his hand. 'There are about three million cupids flying around out there, and each of us is assigned a couple to take care of. You know, to make sure they end up the way they should and stuff. We're always around when there's love in the air, not just on Valentines day. We're overworked actually if you ask me. My wings are getting jagged from all the flying.'

'Oh. So is there anyway to know if there is a cupid around?'

Cupid watched him for a second, but still couldn't tell if this guy was up to something. Damned Poker Face. 'Yeah, there is a way. There are always signs that a cupid is present. Like a dove flying over, or when the lights are out then suddenly your light bulb glows a faint yellow, that's us. You see, a Cupid cannot be seen by ordinary people, unless we allow it. To them, we are merely invisible energies, but entities none the less.'

Mr. Popo scratched his head but nodded anyway. 'Do you ever fail in your work? Do people who were originally meant to be fall out of love?'

Cupid nodded. 'That happens all the time, but it never happened to me. All my charges fall in love, always. And I intend to keep it that way. Although these two will be a little harder than my last assignments.'

Mr. Popo cocked his head to the side. 'Well then why are we playing cards?'

Cupid looked up with a smile. This was his perfect chance to get away from the game without even admitting he lost. 'Well, the two I'm supposed to be watching are doing pretty well, it's not until later on when their problems get in the way will I have to do my magic. But if you want me to make sure sooo badly then I guess I better get back to work.'

Goten sprinted back into his room. 'Bra baby! I'm………back.' He stopped, frozen in his spot by the door way. His eyes quickly darted from Bra's angry expression, to the brown envelope in her hands. He paled noticeably and gulped. Boy was he in trouble…

'Goten! What the fuck is this?!' Bra snapped harshly, throwing him the envelope. 'YOU were the one who took the picture?! YOU sold my brother out?! HOW COULD YOU!'

He winced at her outburst, feeling very guilty for what he did. He closed the door behind him with his foot, and walked over to his bed, his eyes on the floor. Bra had her glare fixed directly at him as he sat down. I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!!

'Goten, I trusted you! I thought you didn't care about my last name! And you go taking pictures of my brother with Videl for what?! MONEY!? FAME?! Is that why you're here with me? Because I'm a Briefs?!'

'NO BRA!' He yelled back in defense. 'I…..I just really needed the money okay? My parents think I'm successful in America, that I make lots of money, and- and I just couldn't disappoint them Bra.' He pleaded in a whisper, his voice cracking tearfully.

Bra could tell he was genuinely sorry, but she was still disappointed at him. She crossed her arms and sat beside him, feeling very uneasy. 'Goten, you should've told me! I could've given you the money, you know that! I love you.'

He looked up at her in shock, his eyes glazed with unshed tears. 'W-what? Y-you still love me? Even after what I did?'

Bra nodded with a small smile. 'I'm only mad because you didn't tell me. I love you Goten, but you should promise me that you'll never do that again. I love my brother, and I don't want him getting hurt, okay?'

Goten's face brightened immediately with a huge smile. He launched himself at Bra, tackling her down on the bed with a fierce bear hug. 'I promise Bra, I'm so so so so sorry for what I did. Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you!'

She laughed. Goten's a good guy, she knew it. Bra laughed uncontrollably as Goten attacked her with merciless tickles, and she jumped at him so that she was sitting on his chest. Goten smiled at her brightly, thankful to the gods that Bra believed him. He was telling the truth, and it would've been really painful if Bra didn't trust him, she's the most precious thing in his life now. Wow….she trusts me.

'Alright Mr. Goten Son, you better tell me all your secrets right now before I find them out myself!' Bra snapped playfully, a smile on her beautiful face. She had Goten pinned down on the bed, her arms holding Goten's on either side of his head. His smile grew small and she lifter her up, placing her in his lap carefully.

She trusted me, I owe it to her to come clean. Even if I never meant it, I still did it. Taking a deep breath, Goten swallowed the lump in his throat and spoke up. 'I love you Bra, I can't keep secrets from you. That's why I'm coming clean.'

Bra looked at him questioningly, worry crawling over her body. She could tell Goten was serious, and she wasn't sure if she could take whatever it was Goten had to say.

'Okay Goten, go ahead. What is it?'

Videl sat on a table, Erasa by her side sipping on her ice-cap. She was humming a soft tune, looking around anxiously at the entrance door of the restaurant they were in. Videl rolled her eyes. They've been waiting here for half an hour now and Erasa's friend still hadn't arrived. 'Erasa, are you sure they're coming? Did you tell them it was today?'

Before Erasa could answer, they heard a high-pitched squeal from far away. They both looked at the source of the noise, Erasa jumped from her seat. 'NATASHA! OH MY GOD IT'S BEEN SO LONG!!'

Videl got up from her seat and watched amused as a red-haired young woman wearing a short red skirt and a yellow spaghetti strap lunged for Erasa. The entire occupants of the restaurant paused and looked at the two loud hyper-active ladies with raised brows. Videl blushed embarrassed for her friends.

'ERASA! Oh MY GOD! Look at you! You cut your hair short?! OH MY GOD!' Natasha screamed gleefully, hopping from one foot to another, Erasa doing the same.

'Yeah, doesn't it look pretty? I think it looks gorgeous! Well, what took you so long? And where's Mark? I've been waiting here for almost an hour!'

Natasha grinned and sat down with Erasa, snapping her fingers at the waiters. 'Can I have ice-tea please, no sugar.' She said before turning to Erasa with a bright smile. ' Sorry about that, I had to pick up my other friends. Guess who it is, he's a TOTAL hunk! Mark's with him right now, parking the car actually.' Natasha's eyes met with Videl's and she smiled. 'Oh, you never told me you were bringing company Erasa.'

Erasa turned to Videl and laughed. 'This is Videl, remember I told you about her before Nat? Isn't she pretty?'

Videl blushed slightly, not used to being eyed by a girl before. 'Yeah, you're so pretty Videl. I'm Natasha, Erasa's friend.' The red haired woman greeted, extending a hand. Videl shook it. 'Thank you, you're really pretty too.' She whispered back.

'Anyways, tell me about this guy Nat! Have you, got him in bed yet?' Erasa inquired. The two laughed. 'No actually, believe it or not he's out of my league.'

Erasa's mouth dropped. 'What?! That hot huh? Well who is it?'

'Who are you guys talking about? Me?' came another voice. Erasa squealed, the second time. 'MARK!! OH MY GOD!! MARK!!' She jumped up to him and hugged him tightly, the brown spiky haired guy laughed lightly, letting Erasa go before kissing Natasha on the cheek and taking a seat beside her. 'Keep it down Erasa, everyone's staring at us.'

The blonde haired girl nodded sheepishly. 'Sorry. Hey, Mark better not be the one you're talking about Natasha!'

The red haired lady laughed and shook her head. 'Oh no. Mark is cute, but not like him.'

Mark grumbled quietly. 'Oh, you're talking about HIM.' He pouted. Natasha smiled and kissed him on the cheek, he brightened quickly. 'Awww, you better my Marky warky?'

Mark grinned. 'Way. So what are we eating?'

'Wait until Gohan comes, then we can order.'

Videl fell down on her chair.

Gosh that was long huh? Well I should've added more but it would be way too long. Remember to read carefully because everything in this story matters! (hint hint) I know I always say it but it's true, you have to pay attention.LOL..okay thank you to my reviewers! GO REVIEW!!!! the more reviews the faster the update!

This story will be moved to "R" soon! FOR OBVIOUS REASONS!

Next Chapter: Gohan and Videl get closer….before things get between them. Try to get what it is, i think its pretty obvious..LOL