Sorceress of his heart

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Chapter 3: Golden Memories

Videl looked up the large walls of Gomorra. The sound of laughter beckoned her enter, demanding that she visit every stand she came upon.

'Not likely to happen...' Videl though as she gazed behind her out of the corner of her eye at Gohan, 'Not with him.' She could feel his rock hard chest almost molded to her small back. The touch of his skin to her seemed to have a dazing effect. God help her if she was going to get back home in one piece, and alive for that matter.

Gohan, on the other hand, kept his hands on the reins of his camel. With the girl in front of him, her skin to his about drove him wild. Ever since last night, he began to change his opinion about this gifted female. Everything about her tempted him to do things that one with strong virtues wouldn't do. Her personality was that of a warrior, that he could tell by the fire in those gorgeous, yet unusual, blue eyes. He questioned himself often of her origin. Her tongue and wit were as sharp as a newly made sword. Dismounting his camel, Gohan brought Videl down with him and threw a cloak over her small form and directed her with his large hand on the small of her back. Maneuvering through the crowds, the two made it to a stand where decent clothes were sold.

"Pick something decent." Gohan ordered. Videl glared at him before removing her hood and examining the fabrics before her. The cart keeper, an elderly old man, raised his head a bit when the girl drew near.

"Do mine eyes betray an old man? Can you be Lillianna's little one?" the old male asked, raising his cloudy eyes to the younger female before him.

"You've got the wrong..." Gohan began to snap.

"Remus Tilling? By the gods, is that you?" Videl asked astonished, placing a hand over her mouth. The old man placed his hand on Videl's head, giving her an all gums smile.

"Ah, the gods are great! You are alive and grown! And with a handsome man too!" Remus laughed, poking fun, "How does thy father think of him?"

Gohan scowled at the elder. This was really a waste of time and not to mention he was being so loud that anyone within the city walls could hear him.

"Err...well...you see..." Videl stuttered, but gave up on an explanation.

"The gods have show great favor in keeping another one of Orange Star blood on this warring planet. Especially the chieftain's daughter, no less," Remus nodded in satisfaction. Videl's face almost instantly turned every shade of red known. Great, one of her many secrets were out.

Gohan's eyes looked over the girl to his right. For the first time, he noticed an orange star tattooed on her left shoulder.

Orange Star Blood.

Chieftain's Daughter.

Orange Star Blood.

Chieftain's Daughter.

"Fate has been a cruel mistress, Remus. You should know that better than I," Videl replied with a small shake of her head.

"Yet she has her surprises. Like... how you remain alive after the massacre perhaps?" Remus shrugged. This caught Gohan's attention: he'd heard of the merciless killing of innocence to prove an outrageous rumor.

Videl glared, "Thank you ever so much for bringing up that lovely memory." Her words dripped with sarcasm and even a bit of remorse. Remus just gave her a look of sympathy as he gathered some clothes and handed it to the female and gestured to a small hut for her to change. When she was gone, Gohan turned to the old man.

"She's of the Orange Star Tribe?"

"Yes. And of one of the higher lines. That young lady is one of the few survivors, I'm afraid." Gohan nodded.

"How do you know her?"

"I passed through her village on my worldly travel along with her father."

"Are there anymore of her village left?"

"There may be. Gods be praised if they have a handful left. Orange Star Tribe members were noted for their skill in the martial arts and cleverness. Not to mention very cunning." Remus' eyes flickered to the door where Videl had gone inside. His face then widened into a large, comical grin, "So! Are you Videl's husband?"

Gohan pushed a flap of leather out of the way to revel his sword, "Nope, just her captor. And if you so much as breathe a single note of this, the jackals of the desert will grow fat on your bleeding carcass." he threaten. Remus didn't seem fazed at all by this. Videl saved any more breath by emerging from the room clad in a two toned leather outfit, armlet gloves and strapped boots transparent cloth hung down her thighs, barely covering the golden garter belt that matched the one on her upper left arm and around her forehead.

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Giving a hearty farewell to Remus, the two advanced more and more into the heart of Gomorra.

"Trying to look like a warrior?" Gohan mocked after giving her the once over. Videl glared at him.

"I am a warrior by blood and by nature," she said, gazing at him from out of the corner of her eye. "And don't you forget it."

Once all the supplies were gathered, the two found a tavern to fill their growling bellies. Videl just stared as the saiyan practically inhaled any food that was placed in front of him. The bartendress flirted unshamlessly with Gohan, who took no notice and continued to eat. Videl sighed and started on her own meal. She heard many of the women whisper in awe at her captor, and the males undressing her with their eyes. Unknowing to her, Gohan became extremely jealous of the attenttion his hostage was getting. He didn't mind the girls gawking at him, which was an everyday thing at the refugee camp. He silently wished that one of the men approch her, then he could let loose. He got his wish.

A man who has his eyes glued on Videl since she walked in finally spoke up. "First time in Gomorra?"

Videl's fork paused on it way to her mouth. "No."

"Oh? Been around everywhere?"

"Not nessisarily," Videl replied as she continued to eat. 'Gods grant me grace to not kill this man!' she thought as she swallowed the tough meat.

"Do you need a guide?"

"No."

"Aw, come on sweetie. I'm sure you'll have a good time. I'll even take you to my place for a...even better time..." He purred, sliding his rough hand towards her inner thigh. The next few moments were a blur. One second Videl moved to stab her fork into the lecher's hand with every ounce of strength she possessed, then a blur caused the fork to change direction and end up mere centimeters from the man's jugular vein, as did Gohan's sword.

"This woman is mine." Gohan stated as if it were a well known fact, "Touch her and you will meet your maker much sooner than you think."

Videl gave him one of her famous glares after they reseated themselves and resumed their meal.

"I could've handled it myself, thank you very much," she hissed. Gohan didn't say anything.

Saying that King Toma was mad was a horrid understatement. His most prized possession had been plucked out from under his nose by a man he'd thought to never exist.

"I'm getting her back if it's the last thing I do!" He roared from his seat on the throne. Rage, lust and hatred burned in his eyes.

The two had just exited the city, bags full of supplies and canteens full of water, on camelback. Gohan grinned down at the girl. Sending her to get the supplies had indeed been a good idea, with him watching from afar of course. They spent less than half of what he'd expected, and not to mention that she'd gotten extra as tokens of her beauty. He noticed her stiffen and shiver.

"What is it?" He as asked as they moved down one of the back roads.

"I have a very bad feeling," Videl whispered, more to herself than to her captor," That things are going to get...dangerous."

TBC