Lone Survivor:
Disclaimer: I do not own dragonball Z or it's characters. They are all property of Funimation and Akira Toriyama. I take no credit and I'm receiving no profit for this fanfic.
A.N. I dunno if I like the last chapter, & I'm kinda getting writers block a little. :( But I've enjoyed writing this chapter from half way onwards. So please take the time to R&R so I know whether I'm on the right lines, or should quit now. Thanks!
Chapter 3: A day in the life of Bulma
ChiChi stood slaving away in the kitchen preparing breakfast. It was 7am, and she was the first up in the Son house. An alarm could be heard ringing upstairs followed by two loud clods on the wooden floorboards. 'That must be Gohan,' ChiChi smiled, hearing his faint footsteps as he made his way to the bathroom. She was always proud of her son, even though she never showed or admitted it most the time. He had grown into an organised, intelligent, and handsome young man, not to mention strong and polite. 'I just wish he'd find a nice girlfriend,' ChiChi thought as she scrambled some eggs. 'He needs a nice girl who'll look after him, but keep him in place too.' She sighed; Gohan's only fault was his lack of socialising well with teenagers, especially girls. He didn't really understand them at all and usually became nervous and shy around them. 'Well, maybe having a girl in the house will make him feel more comfortable around them.'
Gohan yawned and reached for his toothbrush, trying to wake up. He squeezed the toothpaste tube a little too hard, and the minty white paste splattered all over the mirror. "Dammit!" Gohan cursed and reached for some toilet paper to clear away the mess. "Hopefully mom won't notice, heheh." He then began the daily routine of brushing his teeth and jumping in the cold shower, which usually woke him up in time for breakfast.
ChiChi heard footsteps coming down the stairs and turned to see her son, dressed in his usual school attire; a white, long sleeved t-shirt, a black waistcoat, red-brown trousers, and smart black shoes. The Orange Star High badge that all the pupils wore was attached to his waistcoat, and he dumped his light blue sachet by the front door. "Morning Gohan," ChiChi called from the kitchen, and he smiled as he smelt the rich aroma of breakfast.
"Morning mom, is that bacon and eggs I can smell?" She smiled as he sat down at the table; Saiyans always could smell food from a mile away.
"Yep. You're early for a change Gohan." He chuckled to himself as ChiChi put a glass of orange juice infront of him.
"Stranger things have happened I guess."
"Is anyone else up yet?" Gohan shook his head, reaching for the orange juice.
"Nope, I could hear dad's snoring from the bathroom, and Goten's been silent all night for a change." ChiChi raised an eyebrow as she placed the bacon and eggs on a plate and made some more, handing the plate to Gohan.
"And what about Videl?"
"Silent too, I think she was a little exhausted yesterday." He thought back to their 'fight' the previous day, knowing that she would definitely be aching and bruised.
"Well, Videl and Goku both need to get up. I promised Bulma that Goku would take Videl over to Capsule Corp by 9, and you know how long it takes Goku to wake up." Gohan smiled, "mom, you're always thinking ahead."
"Well it's true. I've got a very busy day today, so the last thing I need is Goku wrecking my schedule!"
"I'll go wake them up after breakfast. You just relax, eat something, and take it easy. Ok?"
ChiChi sighed and placed a second helping of food on Gohan's plate. He was always thinking about others, but never about himself. "But you'll be late for school Gohan! Don't worry, leave it to me." She sat down to rest, keeping an eye on her own breakfast on the stove. Gohan swallowed the last of his scrambled egg and stood up.
"No really, it's ok! I've still got plenty of time." She couldn't stop him once his mind was set, and ChiChi watched as he jogged upstairs, smiling to herself as she noticed the direction of his jog. 'Just as I thought; letting Videl stay here was a good idea after all.'
Videl was walking through an endless desert, alone, and very thirsty. The harsh, dusty winds swept through her long, black hair, which had began to unravel itself from the single plait. Her feet clad in brown leather calf high boots trekked through the seas of sand, hiding the rubble of an ancient city, which had once existed many years ago. She suddenly tripped on a protruding piece of rubble, and landed face down in the sand. As she lifted her face, she found that she couldn't move her legs, and struggled to find that she was being sucked into the sand. "No!" She cried out loud and struggled even more, digging her fingertips into the sand to drag herself up, unsuccessfully. Her only fear was death, and it was gradually becoming more and more obvious that she was going to die. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she realised her efforts were in vain, and she gave up, letting the sand drag her down as tears ran down her cheeks. Her body was soon beneath the sand up to her neck and with one final ounce of strength she raised her arm and clawed at the air. The sand covered her face as she closed her eyes, feeling suffocated and warm. Finally, all energy was drained and she succumbed to her fate as her fingertips disappeared beneath her sandy grave.
Suddenly, Videl found that she could breathe, and her eyelids opened wide to see blackness. Her body slowly and limply floated down to the blackness below until she felt something solid underneath her. Wearily standing up, a light appeared in the distance, and she ran towards it with a newly found energy. The light grew in size until it surrounded her and revealed the amazing, glistening city beyond. Videl was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart, and she ran towards the white building that reached the sky. "I'm finally home," she whispered, and let her eyes absorb the beauty and magnificence surrounding her.
"Videl? Videl! Come on, wake up!" Videl's eyes suddenly opened and her eyesight blurred into focus to reveal her room. "A dream," she told herself with disappointment in her voice. "It was.just, a dream."
"What was? Are you okay?" There was that familiar voice again, and she turned to see a concerned Gohan, the same one who had wounded her pride just hours ago.
'Why is he so worried?' She frowned and sat up, feeling the blood rush to her head, making her dizzy.
"Whoah, take it easy!" He caught her as she fell backwards; strong hands supporting her back and shoulder. "You shouldn't get up so quickly you know." His 'matter of fact' tone made Videl scowl, and she shuddered from his light touch to her bare skin. Her stomach felt like she'd done a thousand sit-ups, and she knew perfectly why too. "Well," Gohan stood up, towering above her with his 6`1" in height. "I better go wake dad up. My mom's cooking breakfast downstairs. Do you remember where the bathroom is?" She nodded, her throat dry with sleep. "Well, there's a spare towel and toothbrush in there. The shower's pretty easy to use; you just turn the red knob for hot water, and the blue one for cold water. I guess I'll cya after school." He finally left, leaving Videl to yawn and climb out of bed. Anything Gohan said just went in one ear and out the other at that time of the day, well, morning.
Gohan made his way over to his parent's room to find his dad sprawled out over the double bed, one leg hanging off the side. He raised his eyebrows and pulled a face. 'So that's why dad sometimes sleeps on the couch.' He made his way over to his snoring father and shook his shoulder. "Hey dad, mom said you gotta get up." Goku mumbled something about tubby-toast and rolled over, making Gohan sigh. "I was early," he told himself and sighed, shaking Goku's shoulder once again. "C'mon dad, you're making me late!" Goku slowly opened one eye and yawned.
"Hey son, what's the problem?"
"DAD! WAKE UP!" Goku immediately shot out of bed fully awake and Gohan looked dumbfounded.
"Is that bacon and eggs I smell? Gee, ChiChi never fails to surprise me!" He walked into the bathroom, and Gohan sighed.
"Maybe I should've just yelled breakfast."
Videl heard the bathroom door shut and sighed. "What's the big deal anyway? The sun's only just rising!" She searched through the capsule corp bag to find her Saiyan suit and armour, as well as a spare pair of underwear that she'd never seen before, some over-worn jeans with holes in the knees, and a plain, black t-shirt. "Where the hell did all this come from?"
10minutes later, Goku finally emerged from the bathroom and literally ran downstairs for breakfast. Videl gathered her new clothes and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. The mirror and small window were steamed up from the shower, and 2 footprints were on the shower mat. As she got into the shower cubicle, she heard a faint voice saying: "Bye everybody!" and then something, possibly the front door, banging shut. 'Great,' Videl thought as she stepped into the shower and turned it on. 'I'm left with the baboon father, hyper kid, and weird mother. Why me?'
By the time Videl had got changed into the strange clothing, Goten and Goku had eaten their breakfast and were outside having a quick sparring match. Videl watched them from the kitchen window as she ate her own breakfast, and ChiChi cleared away.
'These Saiyans may be strange, but they are as close as I can get to a true Saiyan family. I wish my father had spent more time training me.' Videl sighed as she reminisced about her childhood, but closed her eyes as she sealed the sad memories away once more.
'No,' she told her herself sternly. 'Those pathetic memories are not to be thought of. Only weaklings dwell on the past.'
"Finished Videl?"
Videl turned to the human and smiled slightly. "Yeah, thanks." ChiChi smile and picked up Videl's empty plate, which she washed in the sink, oblivious to the young Saiyan staring at her. 'Strange. I never thought a human woman could even mate with a Saiyan male, never mind bearing children. It seems our race has evolved, and I'm left behind.'
Goku and Goten suddenly interrupted her thoughts however, as they both strolled into the kitchen, a little sweaty and out of breath from their spar. "Wow Goten, I'm gonna have to train more, you're catching me up!" ChiChi knew Goku was only teasing and the couple exchanged smiles. Videl, however, didn't have a clue, and began to worry about the Chibi Saiyan's power.
"Really dad? Wow! That means I must be stronger than Trunks! Maybe one day, I'll be able to beat Vegeta!"
Videl snorted, attracting their attention. "Ha! I doubt that kid. The Royal bloodline always has been and always will be the strongest Saiyans. You'll never beat Saiyan Royalty."
"Not true!" Argued Goten, who was always sticking up for his family when arguing with Trunks about strength and pride. "My dad beat Vegeta loads of times, haven't you dad?" Goku merely nodded, and Goten stuck his tongue out at Videl. "AND!" He suddenly added, "my dad went super saiyan first!" Videl tried to hide her shock, but it was evident on her face, and Goku couldn't hide his proud smile.
"It can't be.."
"It's true," Goku verified and Videl frowned. "But Vegeta is pretty strong, I'll give him that."
"So then, you are the strongest?" Videl couldn't believe it, the man she had called a baboon was the strongest in the universe? No way.
"Yep."
"Goku's always saving the world," ChiChi added, feeling proud of her husband. "The Earth wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for my Goku."
There was an awkward silence, and Goku and Goten started a game of thumb war over the table as Videl thought about the information she'd just heard.
'Well, if he's the strongest in the universe, then that explains why Gohan was so strong. That means I don't have a chance in hell of defeating him! Dammit! Unless..'
Goku caught Videl glaring at him and paused, which meant Goten won that round of the thumb war. "Is something wrong Videl?" He asked as Goten jumped around yelling: "I won, I won! Nah nah nah nah nah!"
"I want you to train me Goku. Either you, or Vegeta. I want to be strong!"
"I'm sure you already are strong Videl," Goku complimented. "If you wanna be stronger though, you should train with everyone, that way, you can learn different techniques. Besides, Gohan's a good teacher too; he taught Goten most of what he knows." Videl nodded, but the thought of training with her nemesis annoyed her.
A shriek was suddenly heard from ChiChi, making Goku nearly fall off his chair. "What is it Chi!?" He automatically rushed to her side, and she turned around with a face that screamed anger. Videl and Goten both instinctively sunk into their chairs as ChiChi's loud and angry voice filled the kitchen.
"SON GOKU YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU'D TAKE VIDEL TO CAPSULE CORP BY 9. LOOK!" She raised her wrist right infront of Goku's face so that he could see her watch. "IT'S NOT 9:30 GOKU! MY WORLD DOESN'T EVOLVE AROUND YOU! YOU'VE COMPLETELY RUINED MY SCHEDULE! YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU'D TAKE ME INTO TOWN!"
Goku checked that she'd stopped yelling before he removed his hands from his ears, and smiled sweetly, trying to calm ChiChi down. "I'm sorry honey, heh, must've lost track of time. But I promise I'll make it up to you."
"You better," she scowled, and Goku backed off.
"Ok, I'll take Videl over to Capsule corp right away."
"Daddy! Can I come?" Goku turned to his scared son, whose eyes were screaming: DONT LEAVE ME ALONE WITH MOMMY! So he nodded, and Videl stood up from her chair as Goku held out his hand. She frowned, a little puzzled, and copied Goten who held onto Goku's other hand.
"Cya in 5seconds hun," Goku said, and then, the three of them disappeared.
~Meanwhile, in Orange Star High School~
Son Gohan was having trouble trying to focus on his timed essay. The lecture theatre where his English literature class was held was completely silent as the other students scribbled away. Gohan, however, had written more than what was needed, being top of the class, but just couldn't think of his closing evaluation. He tapped his pen on the desk as his thoughts led to that morning. 'I hope I wasn't too harsh on Videl yesterday,' he pondered. 'She wasn't too happy this morning, especially around me. Maybe we should've let her stay with Bulma, I'm sure Vegeta and Trunks would've really appreciated her bowing every time they walked past.' He chuckled to himself as a mental image appeared in his head. 'Heheh, I'd pay to see that! But maybe I should apologise, if she's like Vegeta, which she is, then her pride must be a little bruised right now thanks to me.'
"Ten minutes left class," announced Miss. Clarence, the tutor.
'Great,' Gohan sighed as he scribbled down his closing paragraph. 'I wonder how Videl will act if mom enrols her here?' Gohan's eyes suddenly widened at the thought of her attending the same high school as him. 'No! I can't let that happen! She'll completely embarrass me! I'll never be able to step foot in this city ever again! Note to self: Must stop mom before too late.'
~Back to Capsule Corp~
Videl watched as Goten ran off with Trunks after Goku had said his goodbyes to everyone. The place hadn't changed, and Videl looked outside the window of the lounge to see the same blonde haired woman in the garden. Bulma caught Videl's line of attention and put her cup of tea onto the coffee table.
"That's my mom," she informed Videl, who simply nodded. "She's always in the garden, I swear she never comes inside unless its in the kitchen or in here. Then there's my dad, who's always in the lab. And my husband, who, well, let's just say he's spends the daytime training." Videl shuddered at Bulma's bad attempt to be discreet, but then again, she was also a little puzzled with Bulma's use of vocabulary.
"Husband?"
"Yeah, well, we're not officially married. But I can't exactly say we're mates to my friends, so I'm used to saying husband."
'I can't believe this,' Videl frowned. 'What a disgrace! The Prince of Saiyans chose her as his mate? She's not even strong! What's the world coming to?'
"So," Bulma changed the subject. "I promised ChiChi I'd take you shopping and get you some clothes. She wants you to go to Orange Star High like Gohan. Oh, by the way, how's things at the Sons house?"
Videl pulled a face at Bulma's quick changing of subject. 'She's obviously prying into my life,' Videl thought. 'I must be careful of this woman, she seems.nosy.' "Erm.fine." Videl replied quietly.
"Just fine?"
"Yes. Just. Fine." Bulma stared for awhile, and then smiled.
"Well, I'm glad to hear it. Oh, and Vegeta wanted to spar with you at some point, I guess him and Trunks want to know how strong you are compared to them. Men! Cant live with them, but then again, can't live without them I guess. Anyway, hows about we hit the highstreet?"
"Highstreet?" Videl raised an eyebrow and Bulma giggled at Videl's lack of fashion knowledge and Earth terms.
"Yeah, the place where all the best, well known shops are. I think I already know what the perfect style is for you! I'm thinking a little trendy, cool, but then again, cute! I can't wait!" Bulma stood up, a little over excited, and Videl uneasily got up from the fade coloured couch, feeling queasy at the thought of what Bulma had in store for her!
15minutes later and after a short but loud journey in Bulma's pink corvette (loud due to Bulma's constant chatting), they finally arrived in the large, noisy, and bustling city centre. Bulma drove ahead towards a large building, which was equally crowded. "So," Bulma said as she parked her car in an open parking lot. "What do you think?"
"Of what?" Videl frowned as she undid her seatbelt, after a little difficulty,
"The mall of course! That building over there." She pointed to the large building where large crowds of people were either exiting from with heavy bags, or entering.
"Looks.interesting."
"To say the least!" Bulma added and grabbed Videl's hand unexpectedly like an excited child. "C'mon! we don't wanna stand out here al day, so let's go!"
Videl was dragged inside the mall by Bulma, and found that inside, it was a maze just waiting for her them to get lost in. Videl gasped at the sights of hundreds of people, and was feeling just slightly claustrophobic. "So many people," she muttered, and Bulma grinned.
"Yep! Don't ya just love it? That feeling as you walk through the door? That smell of new things just ready to be bought?" Videl pulled a face as Bulma dragged her onto an escalator.
"No, not really."
"You will do, soon enough, this will be your favourite place to go! You know, I always wanted a daughter so we could go shopping together and do all that girly stuff, you know?."
Videl closed her eyes, knowing exactly what was coming next. "No, I can't say I do know." Bulma smiled.
"Well that's' great! We'll have to have lunch together, and we can play 1/100!"
"Excuse me? I'm not following Bulma."
"Oh, I'll tell you later, it's a game I used to play when I was single." They stepped off the escalator, but Videl found herself being directed onto another one.
'I can see it all now,' Videl frowned as Bulma hummed a song next to her. 'She's trying to turn me into her clone! This. Is. Hell.'
"Here we are! The teen zone. You'll just love it Videl!" They stepped off the escalator and walked ahead into the centre of the 2nd floor. Videl noticed that this area was less crowded than the others and several humans her age were hanging around by the dried up water fountain, dressed in a black shiny-ish material that Bulma called 'leather.' "They're not in the 'in' crowd," Bulma whispered as she caught Videl admiring their clothes.
"So?" Videl asked with a scowl. Bulma sighed and patted Videl's shoulder.
"So much to learn, but so little time. Just stay away from that kinda crowd, they're bad news. I once caught Vegeta trying on some leather pants, but, well, that's another story." Videl pulled a disgusted face as Bulma walked ahead, and she followed, keeping her eye on the 'bad news' crowd.
Bulma suddenly stopped at a shop playing loud, very bad music in Videl's opinion. "Hmmm, looks and sounds promising. What do you think Videl?" Videl replied with a shrug but Bulma dragged her inside nethertheless. Several skinny girls stared at Videl as she walked inside and began to talk about her clothes, which Videl picked up due to her sensitive Saiyan ears. 'I'll get them later,' she grinned, but the smile dropped as Bulma threw some clothes at her, which Videl struggled to catch. "Go try those on, I'll bring more. The changing rooms are straight ahead." Videl nodded, a little worried about the choice of clothing, but went ahead anyway. There was no stopping Bulma now anyway.
"Can I help you?" Videl stared at the girl guarding the changing rooms and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I've got these." She outstretched her arms and the girl inspected the clothes.
"Ok, you've got the limit of 10, so no more until you've tried those ones on." Videl nodded and walked ahead into a small cubicle, and shut the door. There was a large mirror on the wall, and a hook for the clothes.
"Now," she muttered to herself as she hung Bulma's choice of clothing up. "Let's see what crap she's chosen for me."
Bulma impatiently waited outside holding onto more clothes. After ten minutes had passed, she went to Videl's cubicle. "Is everything ok in there Videl?
"I'm not coming out wearing this Bulma, no way." Bulma frowned and put her fists on her hips.
"C'mon Videl, it can't be all that bad, can it?" The swung open and out stepped Videl in a pink, short dress with spaghetti straps.
"Videl! That's so cute! I'm so buying that for you!"
"There's no way I'll wear it Bulma, so it'll be a waste if you did buy it." Bulma scowled for the 1st time, scaring Videl a little.
"I'm buying it and you're wearing it, and that's that! Now, try on the other things."
An hour and a half later, and Bulma and Videl finally left the 1st teen shop with several bags of clothes which Videl hated. "I'm never gonna wear them," Videl stated for the 15th time. "I'll go around naked before I even touch them!"
"Sure," Bulma smugly smiled and led Videl into a trendier shop. "How about this place? More your thing?" Videl frowned and walked around a bit.
"The music sounds more interesting."
"It's rock hun, I thought you'd like it. Vegeta and Trunks both love it." They went downstairs into the girl's section, and Videl found herself trying clothes on that she actually liked. They spent two hours there, before Bulma had to drag Videl away into a smarter shop, which Videl absolutely hated. With no luck in there, Videl was taken into a shoes shop, even after already buying several pairs from the urban store. Bulma made her try on some sneakers and some 'cute' lilac coloured kitten heels, which were bought against Videl's wishes. "They bring out your eyes!" Bulma complimented, but Videl had merely shrugged and kicked them off her tired feet, only to be caught by the sales assistant and wrapped up under Bulma's orders.
It was now around noon-ish, and Bulma led Videl over to a teen hang out café, where she ordered some fries, hamburgers, and 2 cokes, while asking Videl about practically every young guy who walked past. Lunch was followed by another 2 hours of shopping; this time, Bulma purchased school necessities for Videl, some bags for both of them, and finally, lingerie, which was the most embarrassing experience ever for Videl.
'Note to self,' she told herself as they walked out of the lingerie section. 'Never, ever, EVER repeat that experience!'
Bulma merely laughed at Videl's embarrassment as she picked out various bras for her, and then even found some for herself too. The last hour was spent in the jewellers, where Videl sat down with the many bags while Bulma bought herself a sapphire necklace, and some silver jewellery for Videl. She also insisted that Videl got her ears pierced, but that was definitely a huge no. "Maybe next time then," Bulma chirped as they left the shop, and Videl cringed at the thought of there ever even being a 'next time.'
The journey home was surprisingly quiet, and Videl hoped that the shopping spree had tired Bulma out as much as it had her. Bulma had capsulated the many bags into 1 single capsule for Videl, which she placed in the pocket of her new denim jacket. However, Videl soon found that she was wrong, as Bulma suddenly looked at her watch and gasped.
"It's only 3:30! You know what that means Videl?"
"No."
"I can give you a make-over!"
Videl sunk further into the car seat, 'wonderful. Why does this have to happen to me?'
Several pain-staking hours past, and finally, Goku brought Videl home at around 7. He still couldn't get over the transformation, and couldn't wait to see everyone else's faces when they saw Videl. Goten heard the door open and ran towards it, leaving Gohan with his homework essays and the tv in the lounge. He froze however when he saw Videl, and gaped in awe at her. Videl was wearing a tight t-shirt that said, 'bite me' and showed her midriff thanks to the tight hipster flared jeans. Black sneakers were on her feet, and her hair had been straightened and hung loose over her shoulders. Finally, Bulma had applied mascara, soft eyeliner, and lip gloss.
"WOWIE!" He finally said louder than ever. "Who's that dad?" Videl nearly fell over, and was red with complete embarrassment.
"That's Videl Goten, who'd you think it was?"
"NO WAY!" He circled her, and realised that the scent was definitely Videl's, just mixed with a similar sweet perfumed smell that Bulma and ChiChi often wore. "HEY MOM! GOHAN! COME SEE VIDEL!"
"Earth, swallow me right here, right now." Videl muttered and hid her painted face as ChiChi came running into the hallway from the kitchen. Like Goten, she had to pause for awhile before she spoke.
"My my! Videl, is that really you?"
"Unfortunately yes, it is."
"Well," ChiChi grinned as she heard more footsteps approaching. "Bulma did say that she'd treat you to a make-over is you had time. Did you have fun?"
"If you call being dragged around everywhere fun, then yeah, I had tons of fun."
ChiChi smiled and then stepped aside to reveal an astonished Gohan gaping at Videl. 'Oh great, the icing on the cake.'
"Well Gohan, don't you have anything to say to Videl?"
Gohan couldn't believe the transformation. She'd have gone from very pretty this morning in Bulma's old clothes, to absolutely stunning, in just a few hours. "Erm, yeah, you look..nice Videl."
She blushed even more, and ChiChi exchanged glances with Goku who wasn't quite sure why, but did so anyway.
"Well," Gohan stepped back, not letting his eyes leave the beauty before him. "I've got homework. Later." He hesitated a little, but then finally turned round and went back to the lounge. Goten tugged on Videl's flared jeans, and she looked down at the irritating kid.
"Videl, can you do my face up like that?"
"NO SHE CAN'T GOTEN!" ChiChi nearly had a heart attack, and the last time Goten had raided her make-up collection. "How many times do I have to tell you Goten? Make-up is for girls only. Go watch tv."
"Ok," he pouted as he walked away, and Goku joined him in the lounge.
"I'm going to bed now," Videl announced. "I've already eaten, so I'm not hungry." ChiChi frowned slightly and nodded.
"You sure Videl?"
"Positive," she verified as she clambered slowly upstairs.
"Just as well then, because you've got an interview at Orange Star High tomorrow. That means an early start like Gohan."
"Great. Night."
"Goodnight."
Gohan eavesdropped from the lounge and could've died right then and there. 'I can't let Videl go to that interview tomorrow!' He told himself in a plotting tone. 'But how can I persuade her not to go?'
Videl finally reached her room and collapsed onto the soft bed. She still had the task of packing her new things away, and wasn't particularly looking forward to it either. She managed to take off the clothes and put on her pjs. It was only then that she just realised what ChiChi had just said.
"Wait, I have an interview? Tomorrow! AT GOHAN'S HIGH SCHOOL?"
A.N: DUM DUM DUM!! Heheh poor Gohan...nah! Things could get interesting...as soon as get my butt into gear & write the next chapter. Later!
Disclaimer: I do not own dragonball Z or it's characters. They are all property of Funimation and Akira Toriyama. I take no credit and I'm receiving no profit for this fanfic.
A.N. I dunno if I like the last chapter, & I'm kinda getting writers block a little. :( But I've enjoyed writing this chapter from half way onwards. So please take the time to R&R so I know whether I'm on the right lines, or should quit now. Thanks!
Chapter 3: A day in the life of Bulma
ChiChi stood slaving away in the kitchen preparing breakfast. It was 7am, and she was the first up in the Son house. An alarm could be heard ringing upstairs followed by two loud clods on the wooden floorboards. 'That must be Gohan,' ChiChi smiled, hearing his faint footsteps as he made his way to the bathroom. She was always proud of her son, even though she never showed or admitted it most the time. He had grown into an organised, intelligent, and handsome young man, not to mention strong and polite. 'I just wish he'd find a nice girlfriend,' ChiChi thought as she scrambled some eggs. 'He needs a nice girl who'll look after him, but keep him in place too.' She sighed; Gohan's only fault was his lack of socialising well with teenagers, especially girls. He didn't really understand them at all and usually became nervous and shy around them. 'Well, maybe having a girl in the house will make him feel more comfortable around them.'
Gohan yawned and reached for his toothbrush, trying to wake up. He squeezed the toothpaste tube a little too hard, and the minty white paste splattered all over the mirror. "Dammit!" Gohan cursed and reached for some toilet paper to clear away the mess. "Hopefully mom won't notice, heheh." He then began the daily routine of brushing his teeth and jumping in the cold shower, which usually woke him up in time for breakfast.
ChiChi heard footsteps coming down the stairs and turned to see her son, dressed in his usual school attire; a white, long sleeved t-shirt, a black waistcoat, red-brown trousers, and smart black shoes. The Orange Star High badge that all the pupils wore was attached to his waistcoat, and he dumped his light blue sachet by the front door. "Morning Gohan," ChiChi called from the kitchen, and he smiled as he smelt the rich aroma of breakfast.
"Morning mom, is that bacon and eggs I can smell?" She smiled as he sat down at the table; Saiyans always could smell food from a mile away.
"Yep. You're early for a change Gohan." He chuckled to himself as ChiChi put a glass of orange juice infront of him.
"Stranger things have happened I guess."
"Is anyone else up yet?" Gohan shook his head, reaching for the orange juice.
"Nope, I could hear dad's snoring from the bathroom, and Goten's been silent all night for a change." ChiChi raised an eyebrow as she placed the bacon and eggs on a plate and made some more, handing the plate to Gohan.
"And what about Videl?"
"Silent too, I think she was a little exhausted yesterday." He thought back to their 'fight' the previous day, knowing that she would definitely be aching and bruised.
"Well, Videl and Goku both need to get up. I promised Bulma that Goku would take Videl over to Capsule Corp by 9, and you know how long it takes Goku to wake up." Gohan smiled, "mom, you're always thinking ahead."
"Well it's true. I've got a very busy day today, so the last thing I need is Goku wrecking my schedule!"
"I'll go wake them up after breakfast. You just relax, eat something, and take it easy. Ok?"
ChiChi sighed and placed a second helping of food on Gohan's plate. He was always thinking about others, but never about himself. "But you'll be late for school Gohan! Don't worry, leave it to me." She sat down to rest, keeping an eye on her own breakfast on the stove. Gohan swallowed the last of his scrambled egg and stood up.
"No really, it's ok! I've still got plenty of time." She couldn't stop him once his mind was set, and ChiChi watched as he jogged upstairs, smiling to herself as she noticed the direction of his jog. 'Just as I thought; letting Videl stay here was a good idea after all.'
Videl was walking through an endless desert, alone, and very thirsty. The harsh, dusty winds swept through her long, black hair, which had began to unravel itself from the single plait. Her feet clad in brown leather calf high boots trekked through the seas of sand, hiding the rubble of an ancient city, which had once existed many years ago. She suddenly tripped on a protruding piece of rubble, and landed face down in the sand. As she lifted her face, she found that she couldn't move her legs, and struggled to find that she was being sucked into the sand. "No!" She cried out loud and struggled even more, digging her fingertips into the sand to drag herself up, unsuccessfully. Her only fear was death, and it was gradually becoming more and more obvious that she was going to die. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she realised her efforts were in vain, and she gave up, letting the sand drag her down as tears ran down her cheeks. Her body was soon beneath the sand up to her neck and with one final ounce of strength she raised her arm and clawed at the air. The sand covered her face as she closed her eyes, feeling suffocated and warm. Finally, all energy was drained and she succumbed to her fate as her fingertips disappeared beneath her sandy grave.
Suddenly, Videl found that she could breathe, and her eyelids opened wide to see blackness. Her body slowly and limply floated down to the blackness below until she felt something solid underneath her. Wearily standing up, a light appeared in the distance, and she ran towards it with a newly found energy. The light grew in size until it surrounded her and revealed the amazing, glistening city beyond. Videl was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart, and she ran towards the white building that reached the sky. "I'm finally home," she whispered, and let her eyes absorb the beauty and magnificence surrounding her.
"Videl? Videl! Come on, wake up!" Videl's eyes suddenly opened and her eyesight blurred into focus to reveal her room. "A dream," she told herself with disappointment in her voice. "It was.just, a dream."
"What was? Are you okay?" There was that familiar voice again, and she turned to see a concerned Gohan, the same one who had wounded her pride just hours ago.
'Why is he so worried?' She frowned and sat up, feeling the blood rush to her head, making her dizzy.
"Whoah, take it easy!" He caught her as she fell backwards; strong hands supporting her back and shoulder. "You shouldn't get up so quickly you know." His 'matter of fact' tone made Videl scowl, and she shuddered from his light touch to her bare skin. Her stomach felt like she'd done a thousand sit-ups, and she knew perfectly why too. "Well," Gohan stood up, towering above her with his 6`1" in height. "I better go wake dad up. My mom's cooking breakfast downstairs. Do you remember where the bathroom is?" She nodded, her throat dry with sleep. "Well, there's a spare towel and toothbrush in there. The shower's pretty easy to use; you just turn the red knob for hot water, and the blue one for cold water. I guess I'll cya after school." He finally left, leaving Videl to yawn and climb out of bed. Anything Gohan said just went in one ear and out the other at that time of the day, well, morning.
Gohan made his way over to his parent's room to find his dad sprawled out over the double bed, one leg hanging off the side. He raised his eyebrows and pulled a face. 'So that's why dad sometimes sleeps on the couch.' He made his way over to his snoring father and shook his shoulder. "Hey dad, mom said you gotta get up." Goku mumbled something about tubby-toast and rolled over, making Gohan sigh. "I was early," he told himself and sighed, shaking Goku's shoulder once again. "C'mon dad, you're making me late!" Goku slowly opened one eye and yawned.
"Hey son, what's the problem?"
"DAD! WAKE UP!" Goku immediately shot out of bed fully awake and Gohan looked dumbfounded.
"Is that bacon and eggs I smell? Gee, ChiChi never fails to surprise me!" He walked into the bathroom, and Gohan sighed.
"Maybe I should've just yelled breakfast."
Videl heard the bathroom door shut and sighed. "What's the big deal anyway? The sun's only just rising!" She searched through the capsule corp bag to find her Saiyan suit and armour, as well as a spare pair of underwear that she'd never seen before, some over-worn jeans with holes in the knees, and a plain, black t-shirt. "Where the hell did all this come from?"
10minutes later, Goku finally emerged from the bathroom and literally ran downstairs for breakfast. Videl gathered her new clothes and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. The mirror and small window were steamed up from the shower, and 2 footprints were on the shower mat. As she got into the shower cubicle, she heard a faint voice saying: "Bye everybody!" and then something, possibly the front door, banging shut. 'Great,' Videl thought as she stepped into the shower and turned it on. 'I'm left with the baboon father, hyper kid, and weird mother. Why me?'
By the time Videl had got changed into the strange clothing, Goten and Goku had eaten their breakfast and were outside having a quick sparring match. Videl watched them from the kitchen window as she ate her own breakfast, and ChiChi cleared away.
'These Saiyans may be strange, but they are as close as I can get to a true Saiyan family. I wish my father had spent more time training me.' Videl sighed as she reminisced about her childhood, but closed her eyes as she sealed the sad memories away once more.
'No,' she told her herself sternly. 'Those pathetic memories are not to be thought of. Only weaklings dwell on the past.'
"Finished Videl?"
Videl turned to the human and smiled slightly. "Yeah, thanks." ChiChi smile and picked up Videl's empty plate, which she washed in the sink, oblivious to the young Saiyan staring at her. 'Strange. I never thought a human woman could even mate with a Saiyan male, never mind bearing children. It seems our race has evolved, and I'm left behind.'
Goku and Goten suddenly interrupted her thoughts however, as they both strolled into the kitchen, a little sweaty and out of breath from their spar. "Wow Goten, I'm gonna have to train more, you're catching me up!" ChiChi knew Goku was only teasing and the couple exchanged smiles. Videl, however, didn't have a clue, and began to worry about the Chibi Saiyan's power.
"Really dad? Wow! That means I must be stronger than Trunks! Maybe one day, I'll be able to beat Vegeta!"
Videl snorted, attracting their attention. "Ha! I doubt that kid. The Royal bloodline always has been and always will be the strongest Saiyans. You'll never beat Saiyan Royalty."
"Not true!" Argued Goten, who was always sticking up for his family when arguing with Trunks about strength and pride. "My dad beat Vegeta loads of times, haven't you dad?" Goku merely nodded, and Goten stuck his tongue out at Videl. "AND!" He suddenly added, "my dad went super saiyan first!" Videl tried to hide her shock, but it was evident on her face, and Goku couldn't hide his proud smile.
"It can't be.."
"It's true," Goku verified and Videl frowned. "But Vegeta is pretty strong, I'll give him that."
"So then, you are the strongest?" Videl couldn't believe it, the man she had called a baboon was the strongest in the universe? No way.
"Yep."
"Goku's always saving the world," ChiChi added, feeling proud of her husband. "The Earth wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for my Goku."
There was an awkward silence, and Goku and Goten started a game of thumb war over the table as Videl thought about the information she'd just heard.
'Well, if he's the strongest in the universe, then that explains why Gohan was so strong. That means I don't have a chance in hell of defeating him! Dammit! Unless..'
Goku caught Videl glaring at him and paused, which meant Goten won that round of the thumb war. "Is something wrong Videl?" He asked as Goten jumped around yelling: "I won, I won! Nah nah nah nah nah!"
"I want you to train me Goku. Either you, or Vegeta. I want to be strong!"
"I'm sure you already are strong Videl," Goku complimented. "If you wanna be stronger though, you should train with everyone, that way, you can learn different techniques. Besides, Gohan's a good teacher too; he taught Goten most of what he knows." Videl nodded, but the thought of training with her nemesis annoyed her.
A shriek was suddenly heard from ChiChi, making Goku nearly fall off his chair. "What is it Chi!?" He automatically rushed to her side, and she turned around with a face that screamed anger. Videl and Goten both instinctively sunk into their chairs as ChiChi's loud and angry voice filled the kitchen.
"SON GOKU YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU'D TAKE VIDEL TO CAPSULE CORP BY 9. LOOK!" She raised her wrist right infront of Goku's face so that he could see her watch. "IT'S NOT 9:30 GOKU! MY WORLD DOESN'T EVOLVE AROUND YOU! YOU'VE COMPLETELY RUINED MY SCHEDULE! YOU PROMISED ME THAT YOU'D TAKE ME INTO TOWN!"
Goku checked that she'd stopped yelling before he removed his hands from his ears, and smiled sweetly, trying to calm ChiChi down. "I'm sorry honey, heh, must've lost track of time. But I promise I'll make it up to you."
"You better," she scowled, and Goku backed off.
"Ok, I'll take Videl over to Capsule corp right away."
"Daddy! Can I come?" Goku turned to his scared son, whose eyes were screaming: DONT LEAVE ME ALONE WITH MOMMY! So he nodded, and Videl stood up from her chair as Goku held out his hand. She frowned, a little puzzled, and copied Goten who held onto Goku's other hand.
"Cya in 5seconds hun," Goku said, and then, the three of them disappeared.
~Meanwhile, in Orange Star High School~
Son Gohan was having trouble trying to focus on his timed essay. The lecture theatre where his English literature class was held was completely silent as the other students scribbled away. Gohan, however, had written more than what was needed, being top of the class, but just couldn't think of his closing evaluation. He tapped his pen on the desk as his thoughts led to that morning. 'I hope I wasn't too harsh on Videl yesterday,' he pondered. 'She wasn't too happy this morning, especially around me. Maybe we should've let her stay with Bulma, I'm sure Vegeta and Trunks would've really appreciated her bowing every time they walked past.' He chuckled to himself as a mental image appeared in his head. 'Heheh, I'd pay to see that! But maybe I should apologise, if she's like Vegeta, which she is, then her pride must be a little bruised right now thanks to me.'
"Ten minutes left class," announced Miss. Clarence, the tutor.
'Great,' Gohan sighed as he scribbled down his closing paragraph. 'I wonder how Videl will act if mom enrols her here?' Gohan's eyes suddenly widened at the thought of her attending the same high school as him. 'No! I can't let that happen! She'll completely embarrass me! I'll never be able to step foot in this city ever again! Note to self: Must stop mom before too late.'
~Back to Capsule Corp~
Videl watched as Goten ran off with Trunks after Goku had said his goodbyes to everyone. The place hadn't changed, and Videl looked outside the window of the lounge to see the same blonde haired woman in the garden. Bulma caught Videl's line of attention and put her cup of tea onto the coffee table.
"That's my mom," she informed Videl, who simply nodded. "She's always in the garden, I swear she never comes inside unless its in the kitchen or in here. Then there's my dad, who's always in the lab. And my husband, who, well, let's just say he's spends the daytime training." Videl shuddered at Bulma's bad attempt to be discreet, but then again, she was also a little puzzled with Bulma's use of vocabulary.
"Husband?"
"Yeah, well, we're not officially married. But I can't exactly say we're mates to my friends, so I'm used to saying husband."
'I can't believe this,' Videl frowned. 'What a disgrace! The Prince of Saiyans chose her as his mate? She's not even strong! What's the world coming to?'
"So," Bulma changed the subject. "I promised ChiChi I'd take you shopping and get you some clothes. She wants you to go to Orange Star High like Gohan. Oh, by the way, how's things at the Sons house?"
Videl pulled a face at Bulma's quick changing of subject. 'She's obviously prying into my life,' Videl thought. 'I must be careful of this woman, she seems.nosy.' "Erm.fine." Videl replied quietly.
"Just fine?"
"Yes. Just. Fine." Bulma stared for awhile, and then smiled.
"Well, I'm glad to hear it. Oh, and Vegeta wanted to spar with you at some point, I guess him and Trunks want to know how strong you are compared to them. Men! Cant live with them, but then again, can't live without them I guess. Anyway, hows about we hit the highstreet?"
"Highstreet?" Videl raised an eyebrow and Bulma giggled at Videl's lack of fashion knowledge and Earth terms.
"Yeah, the place where all the best, well known shops are. I think I already know what the perfect style is for you! I'm thinking a little trendy, cool, but then again, cute! I can't wait!" Bulma stood up, a little over excited, and Videl uneasily got up from the fade coloured couch, feeling queasy at the thought of what Bulma had in store for her!
15minutes later and after a short but loud journey in Bulma's pink corvette (loud due to Bulma's constant chatting), they finally arrived in the large, noisy, and bustling city centre. Bulma drove ahead towards a large building, which was equally crowded. "So," Bulma said as she parked her car in an open parking lot. "What do you think?"
"Of what?" Videl frowned as she undid her seatbelt, after a little difficulty,
"The mall of course! That building over there." She pointed to the large building where large crowds of people were either exiting from with heavy bags, or entering.
"Looks.interesting."
"To say the least!" Bulma added and grabbed Videl's hand unexpectedly like an excited child. "C'mon! we don't wanna stand out here al day, so let's go!"
Videl was dragged inside the mall by Bulma, and found that inside, it was a maze just waiting for her them to get lost in. Videl gasped at the sights of hundreds of people, and was feeling just slightly claustrophobic. "So many people," she muttered, and Bulma grinned.
"Yep! Don't ya just love it? That feeling as you walk through the door? That smell of new things just ready to be bought?" Videl pulled a face as Bulma dragged her onto an escalator.
"No, not really."
"You will do, soon enough, this will be your favourite place to go! You know, I always wanted a daughter so we could go shopping together and do all that girly stuff, you know?."
Videl closed her eyes, knowing exactly what was coming next. "No, I can't say I do know." Bulma smiled.
"Well that's' great! We'll have to have lunch together, and we can play 1/100!"
"Excuse me? I'm not following Bulma."
"Oh, I'll tell you later, it's a game I used to play when I was single." They stepped off the escalator, but Videl found herself being directed onto another one.
'I can see it all now,' Videl frowned as Bulma hummed a song next to her. 'She's trying to turn me into her clone! This. Is. Hell.'
"Here we are! The teen zone. You'll just love it Videl!" They stepped off the escalator and walked ahead into the centre of the 2nd floor. Videl noticed that this area was less crowded than the others and several humans her age were hanging around by the dried up water fountain, dressed in a black shiny-ish material that Bulma called 'leather.' "They're not in the 'in' crowd," Bulma whispered as she caught Videl admiring their clothes.
"So?" Videl asked with a scowl. Bulma sighed and patted Videl's shoulder.
"So much to learn, but so little time. Just stay away from that kinda crowd, they're bad news. I once caught Vegeta trying on some leather pants, but, well, that's another story." Videl pulled a disgusted face as Bulma walked ahead, and she followed, keeping her eye on the 'bad news' crowd.
Bulma suddenly stopped at a shop playing loud, very bad music in Videl's opinion. "Hmmm, looks and sounds promising. What do you think Videl?" Videl replied with a shrug but Bulma dragged her inside nethertheless. Several skinny girls stared at Videl as she walked inside and began to talk about her clothes, which Videl picked up due to her sensitive Saiyan ears. 'I'll get them later,' she grinned, but the smile dropped as Bulma threw some clothes at her, which Videl struggled to catch. "Go try those on, I'll bring more. The changing rooms are straight ahead." Videl nodded, a little worried about the choice of clothing, but went ahead anyway. There was no stopping Bulma now anyway.
"Can I help you?" Videl stared at the girl guarding the changing rooms and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I've got these." She outstretched her arms and the girl inspected the clothes.
"Ok, you've got the limit of 10, so no more until you've tried those ones on." Videl nodded and walked ahead into a small cubicle, and shut the door. There was a large mirror on the wall, and a hook for the clothes.
"Now," she muttered to herself as she hung Bulma's choice of clothing up. "Let's see what crap she's chosen for me."
Bulma impatiently waited outside holding onto more clothes. After ten minutes had passed, she went to Videl's cubicle. "Is everything ok in there Videl?
"I'm not coming out wearing this Bulma, no way." Bulma frowned and put her fists on her hips.
"C'mon Videl, it can't be all that bad, can it?" The swung open and out stepped Videl in a pink, short dress with spaghetti straps.
"Videl! That's so cute! I'm so buying that for you!"
"There's no way I'll wear it Bulma, so it'll be a waste if you did buy it." Bulma scowled for the 1st time, scaring Videl a little.
"I'm buying it and you're wearing it, and that's that! Now, try on the other things."
An hour and a half later, and Bulma and Videl finally left the 1st teen shop with several bags of clothes which Videl hated. "I'm never gonna wear them," Videl stated for the 15th time. "I'll go around naked before I even touch them!"
"Sure," Bulma smugly smiled and led Videl into a trendier shop. "How about this place? More your thing?" Videl frowned and walked around a bit.
"The music sounds more interesting."
"It's rock hun, I thought you'd like it. Vegeta and Trunks both love it." They went downstairs into the girl's section, and Videl found herself trying clothes on that she actually liked. They spent two hours there, before Bulma had to drag Videl away into a smarter shop, which Videl absolutely hated. With no luck in there, Videl was taken into a shoes shop, even after already buying several pairs from the urban store. Bulma made her try on some sneakers and some 'cute' lilac coloured kitten heels, which were bought against Videl's wishes. "They bring out your eyes!" Bulma complimented, but Videl had merely shrugged and kicked them off her tired feet, only to be caught by the sales assistant and wrapped up under Bulma's orders.
It was now around noon-ish, and Bulma led Videl over to a teen hang out café, where she ordered some fries, hamburgers, and 2 cokes, while asking Videl about practically every young guy who walked past. Lunch was followed by another 2 hours of shopping; this time, Bulma purchased school necessities for Videl, some bags for both of them, and finally, lingerie, which was the most embarrassing experience ever for Videl.
'Note to self,' she told herself as they walked out of the lingerie section. 'Never, ever, EVER repeat that experience!'
Bulma merely laughed at Videl's embarrassment as she picked out various bras for her, and then even found some for herself too. The last hour was spent in the jewellers, where Videl sat down with the many bags while Bulma bought herself a sapphire necklace, and some silver jewellery for Videl. She also insisted that Videl got her ears pierced, but that was definitely a huge no. "Maybe next time then," Bulma chirped as they left the shop, and Videl cringed at the thought of there ever even being a 'next time.'
The journey home was surprisingly quiet, and Videl hoped that the shopping spree had tired Bulma out as much as it had her. Bulma had capsulated the many bags into 1 single capsule for Videl, which she placed in the pocket of her new denim jacket. However, Videl soon found that she was wrong, as Bulma suddenly looked at her watch and gasped.
"It's only 3:30! You know what that means Videl?"
"No."
"I can give you a make-over!"
Videl sunk further into the car seat, 'wonderful. Why does this have to happen to me?'
Several pain-staking hours past, and finally, Goku brought Videl home at around 7. He still couldn't get over the transformation, and couldn't wait to see everyone else's faces when they saw Videl. Goten heard the door open and ran towards it, leaving Gohan with his homework essays and the tv in the lounge. He froze however when he saw Videl, and gaped in awe at her. Videl was wearing a tight t-shirt that said, 'bite me' and showed her midriff thanks to the tight hipster flared jeans. Black sneakers were on her feet, and her hair had been straightened and hung loose over her shoulders. Finally, Bulma had applied mascara, soft eyeliner, and lip gloss.
"WOWIE!" He finally said louder than ever. "Who's that dad?" Videl nearly fell over, and was red with complete embarrassment.
"That's Videl Goten, who'd you think it was?"
"NO WAY!" He circled her, and realised that the scent was definitely Videl's, just mixed with a similar sweet perfumed smell that Bulma and ChiChi often wore. "HEY MOM! GOHAN! COME SEE VIDEL!"
"Earth, swallow me right here, right now." Videl muttered and hid her painted face as ChiChi came running into the hallway from the kitchen. Like Goten, she had to pause for awhile before she spoke.
"My my! Videl, is that really you?"
"Unfortunately yes, it is."
"Well," ChiChi grinned as she heard more footsteps approaching. "Bulma did say that she'd treat you to a make-over is you had time. Did you have fun?"
"If you call being dragged around everywhere fun, then yeah, I had tons of fun."
ChiChi smiled and then stepped aside to reveal an astonished Gohan gaping at Videl. 'Oh great, the icing on the cake.'
"Well Gohan, don't you have anything to say to Videl?"
Gohan couldn't believe the transformation. She'd have gone from very pretty this morning in Bulma's old clothes, to absolutely stunning, in just a few hours. "Erm, yeah, you look..nice Videl."
She blushed even more, and ChiChi exchanged glances with Goku who wasn't quite sure why, but did so anyway.
"Well," Gohan stepped back, not letting his eyes leave the beauty before him. "I've got homework. Later." He hesitated a little, but then finally turned round and went back to the lounge. Goten tugged on Videl's flared jeans, and she looked down at the irritating kid.
"Videl, can you do my face up like that?"
"NO SHE CAN'T GOTEN!" ChiChi nearly had a heart attack, and the last time Goten had raided her make-up collection. "How many times do I have to tell you Goten? Make-up is for girls only. Go watch tv."
"Ok," he pouted as he walked away, and Goku joined him in the lounge.
"I'm going to bed now," Videl announced. "I've already eaten, so I'm not hungry." ChiChi frowned slightly and nodded.
"You sure Videl?"
"Positive," she verified as she clambered slowly upstairs.
"Just as well then, because you've got an interview at Orange Star High tomorrow. That means an early start like Gohan."
"Great. Night."
"Goodnight."
Gohan eavesdropped from the lounge and could've died right then and there. 'I can't let Videl go to that interview tomorrow!' He told himself in a plotting tone. 'But how can I persuade her not to go?'
Videl finally reached her room and collapsed onto the soft bed. She still had the task of packing her new things away, and wasn't particularly looking forward to it either. She managed to take off the clothes and put on her pjs. It was only then that she just realised what ChiChi had just said.
"Wait, I have an interview? Tomorrow! AT GOHAN'S HIGH SCHOOL?"
A.N: DUM DUM DUM!! Heheh poor Gohan...nah! Things could get interesting...as soon as get my butt into gear & write the next chapter. Later!