Thanks to all the reviewers
Gozen V: I don't think I'll add the clichés to this storey, but I hope to do my own version of those trips sometime!
Youkaigirl64: nice to have a new reviewer :D
chaos-bardock: you know surprisingly you're the only one who's complained. Maybe you need to get with it :-P Just kidding, IMO it sounds better in Japanese but I'll try to write in English lol.
CW: sadly I don't think Piccolo is going to get any credit. Though, Gohan mentioned him a couple chapters back when Videl asked who he learned to fight from. I agree, I love the green dude. Hehe... " Are you sure your ok sir, your looking a tad green." "I'M ALWAYS THIS WAY." Poor poor Piccolo
A/N: well I finally got this done. School's been uberly busy but here it is and I think it went well
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ... this goes for the chapters that I forgot to put them in. '
Videl rushed into the classroom throwing her excuse at the teacher as she hurried to her seat, well aware that she was over fifteen minutes late. "Sorry I'm late Sensei, police business as usual."
"That's alright Miss Videl, I know that you have work that takes precedence over your studies." Himuro-Sensei replied unfazed.
Videl took her seat and opened her textbook, yawning once.
"So Videl, where were you? Your lateness didn't have anything to do with Gohan did it? " Esra cast a sly look in the demi-saiyajin's direction.
"What! Why do you say that Esra?" Videl grinned, despite her blush at the mention of innuendo with Gohan, " He was late too wasn't he."
Esra smiled, " He was, but I'm sure you didn't have anything to do with that did you" she winked.
Gohan's face flushed red as Videl shot him a triumphant look.
"Hey Gohan, sweetie your blushing." Esra cajoled.
'Man, what's with the look Videl's giving me? It reminds me of my okaasan.' Hands over his cheeks he stuttered, "What are you talking about? "
"Quiet up there!" Himuro-sensei snapped, and no noise was heard for a while.
Lids closed over blue eyes and then snapped open again. Videl groaned mentally. When will this class end, I am exhausted! Darn you Gohan, if you weren't so mysterious I wouldn't be so tired!
Videl's thoughts wandered to the fight with General Tao, or more precisely, Gohan's fight with General Tao. His determined face flashed through her head. A single lock of black hair swaying in front of his face, the protective stance of his body, he looked the part of a warrior of legend. Wait...Protective? Gohan felt protective of her? The concept brought a sleepy smile to her face. Son Gohan: her personal protector. The independent streak in her reared it's head at the last thought. She was Hercule Satan's daughter she didn't need to be shielded. Another idea floated across her mind; her and the Golden Fighter standing together facing any challenge that presented itself...
Two people so alike, yet they looked so different. Gohan, dark haired, quite and shy but with a secret that seemed to haunt his eyes. The Golden Fighter, light haired yet serious he seemed always in control and had a strong protective streak. Both were do gooders and had no qualms about coming to her rescue. Videl was convinced that they were one in the same, except for their appearance. Yet the fighters at the Cell games could change their hair colour...
Videl's head drooped and fell onto a strong muscular shoulder. Unconsciously she inhaled her pillow's sweet perfume. A mixture of evergreen, flowers, and something she couldn't name. A faint smoky smell somewhat masked his natural scent. Sighing she snuggled closer to the comforting presence.
Gohan's face turned a new shade of crimson as the sleeping girl cuddled closer to him. He had seen Videl in a variety of different ways. He had seen her as a strong, cold fighter when facing criminals, he had also seen the scared, hurt young girl, left alone by her father. He had seen her as a friend. He had never, however seen her as she was just now. He stared at he sleeping form torn between fright and reverence. She seemed so at peace and well, cute.
"What ar-" Sharpener started to protest but was cut off by a manicured hand. Esra removed her hand but gave him a glare so menacing that it would have scared the spit out of the strongest of men.
"Leave them be Sharpener, have you ever seen Videl so calm?" She hissed.
The bell rang a short while after. Kids moved to change classes but two teens stayed where they were.
"Videl, " Gohan murmured trying to rouse her.
She made a noncommital noise before opening her eyes.
"Gohan?" she mumbled her eyes, half hidden behind heavy lids, were suddenly fully visible as she realized the situation. Some unseen force caused her to relax for a second to savour this moment and whisper, "Gohan are you the Golden Fighter?"