"Videl!" Gohan whined once more, "Come on, you'll starve!"
"No, I won't!" the door snapped back, "I've got plenty of water here; I could survive for days!"
"Videl, please, just come out!" Gohan continued none the less, "I promise, even if that stuff does get to you, it's okay!"
The door did not respond.
"AND I won't let you do anything to embarrass you, I swear!"
The door said nothing, except maybe the word 'OCCUPIED' that stared him boldly in the face.
Why did she keep locking herself up in the bathroom? It's not like she ate anything she shouldn't have, Gohan knew. After all, she hadn't flushed the toilet for…
Gohan checked his watch.
One hour and 12 minutes! And it didn't smell bad in there, either. In fact, it smelled close to divine. He wondered what shampoo she used…
"Gohan?" Videl ventured from her spot in the tub, "You still there?"
Instantly he snapped out of his thoughts.
"Yes, yes, I'm here…"
And drifted right off again.
His mother's shampoo always made her smell like roses, and that was a perfect description for Chi Chi. Very serene and beautiful, you just had to watch out for her thorns. Meaning, her frying pan.
Bulma on the other hand used a regular shampoo. It gave her a very practical air, and yet, there was some mystery indebted in the scent of her hair.
Gohan always believed that a woman's shampoo said a lot about her, and every now and then he stopped to think about the funny little details it always seemed to confirm.
But Videl's shampoo, it was just… Divine.
Videl snorted.
"Well, if you ran out of arguments, you might as well just go away, Gohan!"
Oh, get a grip, Gohan, thought Gohan. The only thing she inherited from the gods, was her terrible stubbornness!
"Fine!" he sighed, and he turned back to the TV-screen, that still showed snow after Bulma wrecked the visiphone, "I'll just go see if I can get a perception on this!"
To Videl, it was clear within fifteen minutes that despite Gohan's efforts, the screen refused to show something other than snow, sound different than snow does, or simply tune off.
Persistant as he was, it took Gohan a few hours to come to the same conclusion.
Deadbeat from his hard work, he treated himself to a huge dinner. Briefly he wondered if Videl would at least allow him to take a shower, but he shrugged it off. Tomorrow, perhaps. First... he had to... sleep...
Not even bothering to do his dishes, he dragged himself to the bedroom, where a kingsize bed was waiting patiently for him.
He was gone even before he thudded down on its rich pillows.
Videl on the other hand had a lot of trouble falling asleep.
Not only was her spot in the tub, where she had found the most comfortable position possible, still very uncomfortable, but she was also starving to death. Okay, maybe death would take a few days, but she was starving none the less.
Maybe, just maybe, she could sneak out for just a minute...
No! She couldn't! What if she'd run into Gohan, and... jump him?
But Gohan was fast asleep...
Groaning a bit from cramp she got out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen.
She grabbed a dozen food-capsules. Surely, by the time they ran out, that stuff would have worn out, right?
Her stomach growled furiously at her.
"Yeah, allright," she whispered, "No need to bite my head off!"
Taking out one capsule, she paused.
Why was she talking to her stomach?
Shrugging it off, she clicked the capsule, and started the luxiourous meal laid out on the table in front of her.
Meanwhile, Gohan woke up.
Sorta.
Actually, his instincts noticed he had to take a leak, and dragged Gohan's sleeping form to the bathroom, depending on touch and habit.
Locking the door behind him, he took the promised leak.
Slowly, very slowly, the rest of him was starting to awaken, and Gohan vaguely recorded the sweet scent that lingered in the room. It was a bit like Videl's divine shampoo, and yet... Mixed through it was Videl's own divine scent...
He never even noticed that he was now crawled up on the soft rug that lay in front of the shower, as the divine scent lured him back to the realm of dreams.
He dreamed of Videl that night.
Such a shame that this sublime image of sweet teen romance had to be broken by Gohan's soft snoring.
A snoring that alarmed Videl, who had just piled her dirty plates on top of the huge pile left by Gohan. Concentrating, she tried to pinpoint the location of the sound. An unpleasant feeling in her stomach warned her that it wasn't the bedroom, as it should have been.
Quickly she tiptoed back to the bathroom, hoping to hide out there.
She tried the door.
It wouldn't budge.
Obviously.
"Gohan? You in there?"
Gohan snored softly.
"Gohan? Open the door!"
Gohan snored a bit louder.
Videl tensed up in rage.
"GOHAN!" she roared, banging the door, "GET OUT OF THERE SO I CAN GET BACK IN!"
In response, Gohan's previously soft snores skipped to deafening, effectively building a sound proof wall around him.
She let out a last furious roar, but calmed down relatively quick.
"Well," she muttered as Gohan's snores allowed her to hear herself think again, "Fine! You take the bathroom!"
She chuckled.
"Then I'll take the kingsize ultra-luxiorous oh-I-can't-wait BED!"
Wrapped by Gohan's lingering scent, Videl never slept this good.
And as Gohan dreamed of Videl, she in return dreamed of Gohan.