Chapter Title: 6) Sharpener
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBallZ, I do own this story though, even though I'm making no money from it. I own all of the original characters, well all of them but Veto. He owns himself. Oh and the lyrics belong to Nickleback. Anyway. Whatever
AN: Ya'll glad I got that last chapter out on time? Well I hope you are. Anyway I'm starting an Undate List. If you want on it. Send me an e-mail at heartbrokenstar01@hotmail.com that contains nothing but the title of the story you want to be added to. I'll reply to the e-mail telling you that yes I'll add you to the list. This is in my bio folks. Go read that and then e-mail me. Anyway, on with the story.
***Story***
Videl sat on the couch, staring blankly into space. How could this happen? How could all of what happened, happen? How could Sharpener ended like he had? Yeah she knew that it hadn't been Sharpener that had tried to kill her and Gohan, but... How could he have let his brother do such a thing?
Jumping to her feet, she ran into the kitchen and grabbed the cordless, dialing the prison's number and again and sitting down on the table top. She still hadn't changed sense making breakfast, so she was still in the sheer nightie under a robe with an apron over that top of that. Her long thin legs kicked slightly as she leaned forward with her elbows on her knees. Taking a deep breath as someone picked up the phone, Videl let it out silently and steeled herself.
"East Capital city jail? How can I help you?" A male voice came over the line and Videl had to take another deep breath.
"Hi, this is Kana Chung. Can I talk to Sharpener (If I've said Sharpener's last name before and this isn't it. Sorry. Tell me so in a review and I'll fix it)?" Videl said, knowing that the guard would believe her if she pretended to be Sharpener's mother.
"Hold on a sec. He's in the yard," a really, really old annoying song came over the line, and Videl had to sigh. She sat the table and took a deep breath, looking at the floor. She was about to start cursing when she heard the song stop. "Here he is. You have three minutes," The guards voice said, making Videl scowl.
"Mom, what do you want?" Sharpener's voice came over the line. Videl shook her head and chuckled.
"It's not Kana. It's Videl. I just thought that maybe you'd like to know that your brother's little attempt at killing me failed. I'm still breathing, and I remember everything," Videl said, listening to Sharpener's gasp.
"No... No. Man that fucking asshole. He knew what the deal was," Sharpener whispered, causing Videl to jerk the phone away from her ear. Tears welled up in her eyes as Sharpener's words echoed through her head. So he had known, he'd even been the one to suggest the idea.
"So, I guess Gohan's thoughts about you are right. You are a fuck face. You told you brother to get revenge against us, so he came and tried to kill Gohan and me. You asshole, I was going to marry him. But no, we lost seven years with each other, and we'll never get that back. Well than, just to spite you, I'll ask Gohan to marry me this time. And you know something. I never liked you, and the answer to the question you kept asking will always be no," Videl hissed into the phone, hanging up the phone. An evil smile spread a crossed Videl's face as she nodded and hopped off the table, heading for her room. She had some ring shopping to do.
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ChiChi walked through the rows and rows of baby clothes. It was a girl. She'd found that out by the dream she'd had the night before. Smiling broadly and laying her hand over her lower abdomen, ChiChi looked at the frilly little dresses on one of the racks. Poor Goku was being dragged along behind her, his arms full of bags from both ChiChi and Bulma.
Bulma was shopping for two this time, not one, so most of the bags were hers. Vegeta hadn't told her what the twins were, so she was looking at outfits that were meant for boys. But ChiChi had learned with Bra that guys clothes went both ways. Vegeta had told them that he had some of his own shopping to do, so he had disappeared some hours ago.
"Hey ChiChi look at this, isn't it sooooo cute?" Bulma asked, handing ChiChi the pair of overalls with a pure red shirt. Glancing at the outfit Bulma was wairing, overalls and a red shirt, ChiChi smiled and nodded. She knew that red went with both blue, lavender, teal, and black. So the child would no doubt look great in it. Bulma smiled and dropped it into the basket on her arm.
ChiChi dismissed the frilly dresses and went to another rack. Goku, not noticing that ChiChi had moved, looked down at an outfit that had caught his eye. Setting the bags down at his feet, he pulled the outfit off the rake gently, holding it in his hands like it was made of paper. Smiling down at the plain, yet pretty dress in his hands, Goku laid it over his shoulder and picked the bags back up, looking around for his wife and going to her side.
"Dear, could you grab the dress off my shoulder," Goku asked, bending down a little. ChiChi took the dress and looked at it, smiling up at Goku. "I like it, can we get it?" Goku asked, wanting to touch ChiChi but couldn't because of the heavy load of bags. ChiChi nodded and slid it into the basket on her own arm.
"You know that you can help me pick out clothes for the baby. Just no training set," ChiChi smiled at her own joke, yet Goku looked happy.
"I'm all done. Hey Goku, I'll take my bags now," Bulma said, taking the bags from one of Goku's hands. Turning to the check out isle, Bulma walked toward it. Goku smiled and laid his hand on his wife's shoulder as she continued to look at the clothes.
Bulma had just finished buying her purchases when she noticed that for some time she'd felt like someone was watching her. Looking to her left as the cashier swiped her credit card. Standing just outside the store was Vegeta, decked out in a muscle shirt, and lose slacks. He had two bags slung over his shoulder, his other hand buried in his pocket. Bulma smiled as they met eyes, his burning into her. The cashier's cheery voice snapped her away from her husband.
"Oh my god, look at that man. The one in the cream muscle shirt and lose black pants. My he looks so evil, but at the same time, nummy," The teenager behind the counter said, pointing at Vegeta, a giggly smile on her face. Bulma glanced at her husband and smiled.
"He is nummy. He's also mine. But I don't mind if you look. He won't let you touch that's for sure," Bulma told the teenager, taking her credit card from the gawking teenager and turned to Vegeta. Walking to him, a breezy smile on her face. Reaching he, she glanced back at the teenager. "Can I do something without you getting mad at me? You know, mark my territory?" Bulma asked Vegeta, still looking at the teenager. Vegeta followed her gaze, making eye contact with a short dirty dish water blonde behind the counter of the store Bulma had just exited.
"Mark your territory?" Vegeta asked, still looking into the teenager's eyes. Bulma smiled and nodded.
"She said you looked nummy. And she seemed like she didn't quite believe me when I told her that you were mine," Bulma said, looking up at him. He looked down at her and raised an eyebrow before nodding. Smiled, she set her bags on the floor at their feet, before glancing at the teenager, making eye contact. Raising her eyebrows in a swift movement, Bulma silently told the girl to 'watch this'. Without warning, Bulma cupped the back of Vegeta's head, pulling him down so their lips met in a steamy, passionate kiss. Bulma slid her other arm around Vegeta's neck as he wrapped his arms around her back and waist, pulling her soft curvaceous body against his soft, yet hard one.
Vegeta pulled away when he heard whistles and cat calls all around him. Looking around, both he and Bulma noticed that they had drawn a crowd with Bulma's little act of marking. Smiling, Bulma turned to the crowd and dipped into a graceful curtsy. Turning to the teenager, Bulma shot her a look that said 'told ya so.' Vegeta smiled, picking up Bulma's bags and fell into step next to Goku, his arm wrapped around Bulma's shoulders.
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Gohan stepped into his grandfather's house, setting his briefcase down on the floor, and heading toward were he felt Videl's ki was. He ended up standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking right at Videl's butt. She was in a pair of blue jean shorts and a half tank top. Clipped to the pocket of her shorts was a tape player, and she had head phones on. Gohan smiled when he heard her start to sing along. She was on her hands and knee's, mopping the floor.
"This is how you remind me, Of what I really am, This is how you remind me, Of what I really am, It's not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story, This time I'm mistaken, For handing you a heart worth breakin', I've been wrong, I've been down, Been to the bottom of every bottle, These five words in my head, Scream "Are we having fun yet?", Yet?, Yet?, Yet?, no no," the words rolled off her lips as she bopped to the music. Gohan reached down, pulling off his shoes and socks. Peeling off his coat and tie he dropped all three things onto the floor and stepped onto the floor, going over to his mate and dropping to his knees behind her, laying his hands on her hips. He swayed his hips along with hers for the spilt second before she ripped her head phones off and wiped around to face him. Sighing when she saw who it was, she put her head phones back on and went back to mopping the floor. Gohan got to his feet and walked into the living room, looking at the T.V. Gohan wondered what was on. Shaking his head at the thought of watching another screen for any longer. He'd been staring at a screen all day long, and his eyes hurt.
"Maybe I'll work out," Gohan said to himself heading upstairs to change into his training outfit. Stepping under the hot stream of water, taking a deep breath. Tilting his face into the water, Gohan let the water wash away all of his worries. He was just rinsing out his hair when the water went suddenly very cold. Screaming, Gohan shot straight up, pulling his legs up under him and glaring down at the cold water running from the fosit. He waited a few seconds before dipping his toe into the water. It was hot again. Growling, Gohan dropped back down onto the floor, letting the once again hot water flow over him.
Videl looked up at the doorway to see Gohan standing there with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Videl's eyes went wide as she saw the angry look on his face.
"What is it beloved?" Videl asked, setting her hands on her knees. She was a little worried as to why he looked so mad.
"Who turned on the hot water a few minutes ago?" Gohan asked, trying to hold the towel around his waist. Videl's eyes went wide and for a secant she seemed a little scared.
"I did sorry. Were you in the shower?" Videl asked when she found her voice again. Gohan nodded before turning on his heel and heading back up stairs. Videl smiled, and got up, heading after Gohan. Standing just inside his room, Videl watched as he dropped his towel and opening his top drawer of his dresser. Despite feeling worried and drawn out, Videl felt herself get excited as she watched him pull on his boxers. Moving forward with surprising speed, she stopped him from pulling on his Gi pants. Gohan looked confusedly down at her only to see her pulling her tank top over her head. Tossing the shirt onto the floor, Videl rocked onto her tip toes and pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss. Gohan, very surprised that she'd be so forward, didn't however pull away from her. In fact he wrapped her up in his arms, letting his jaw relax enough to let her tongue slip between his teeth.
Moving them to the bed, Videl sat down on it, pulling Gohan down onto of her. With a deft flick of his wrist, Gohan had Videl's shorts undone and was pushing them down her hips. Pulling away from the kiss, Videl kissed along his jaw and neck. Gohan smiled, tossing her shorts onto the floor, and leaned down, flicking his tongue over her nipple through the flimsy fabric of her bra. Videl arched her back into his touch, running her hands over his broad shoulders. She gasped and cursed when Gohan gripped her bra with his teeth and ripped it off. She thumped him on the shoulder and glared at him when he glanced up at her. He shrugged and dipped his head, capturing a dusky pink peak in his mouth. She gasped again, and without thinking shoved her hand between them, and under the waistband of his boxers to wrap her hand around his stiffening member. With a groan, Gohan's hand followed hers to push her thong underwear to the side, his strong fingers spreading her folds and running over her cilt. She gasped and ran her hand over the muscle in her hand.
Massaging his member until it throbbed in her hand, Videl bucked her hips up as Gohan's finger slid between her folds and into her. Suddenly removing her hand, she opened Gohan's fly, freeing his straining erection. Gohan looked at her, and wondered what she was trying to ask him to do. Gripping his wrist, she removed his hand and wrapped her legs around his waist. Gohan got the picture, and captured her lips in a steamy kiss as he sank inside of her.
AN: So, isn't that what started all of this? Well anyway, that's the end of this chappie. Hope you liked it. I had soooo much fun writing this one, and it got way out of my hands. If you want the extended version of this lemon, you're going to have to find it on my home page. It won't be up anytime soon, but it will be up sooner or later. Oh well. That's all for now.
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