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Life Is Strange
Saga: Strange
Chapter 3: Quite A Surprise.
"THE SON GOKU IS YOUR FATHER!?" The words seemed to echo through the room and the house after Videl had yelled it.
Gohan simply nodded again as Videl Sharpner and Erasa stared at him, their mouths open and their eyes wide.
Finally Videl managed to shake herself out of it.
"Why didn't you tell us about this before?" She asked Gohan who looked stunned at their reaction.
"It never came up." He simply stated. "I didn't think it was this big off a deal."
Great, leave it to mister innocent country boy to not see the importance of this. Videl thought.
"Of course it's a big deal." Sharpner exclaimed. "Your dad is the most famous martial artist ever after Videl's."
"Hey." Erasa said. "I have an idea, what if you have a spar with Videl, I'm sure your dad must have tought you a few techniques."
Great, Gohan thought, leave it to the blond to put me in a pickle. The one time she has a good idea in days and it just happens to be the worst time for me.
// I have nothing against blonds, but you have to admit that Erasa is a dumb-blond joke come to life.
"Uhm, sure why not." He replied, his mind still racing.
What should I do, just pretend I'm no match for Videl, fight her for a while and then let her win? Should I actually just beat her? No, I should go for a draw, that way she'll know I can handle myself if I have to come to her aid without being able to transform into Sayaman.
"Ok." He said out loud. "Where do we face eachother?"
"Hmm." Videl said. "You pick, we can fight inside or out. We have to world tournament regulations sized rings, one in a training room, and one it the back yard."
"Ok," Gohan said after a moment's consideration, "let's take it outside."
Behind the house the ring was the most dominant feature in the the garden, the large pool next to it coming in second. Several changing rooms stood between the ring and the pool, clearly meant to be used to change for either fighting or swimming depending on the users intent.
Gohan immediately walked over to one, throwing down the capsule with his bag as he approached. He took his Gi out and then entered the changing room.
Videl had chosen another room, and when Gohan entered his he saw there were closets with Gi's and swim-suits in the changing-rooms. He quickly changed and stepped outside again, wearing the typical orange/brown Son Gi. Originally this was based on the Gi's master Roshi had given to Goku and Krillin before the 22nd world tournament. And the only real change since then, other than the size, had been that the turtle symbol had been removed. At first it had been replaced by King-Kai's symbol on the back, but over time the number of symbols had gotten to large to really be easy to put on, so they had dispensed with that practice.
As usual the orange was thrown on over a blue short-sleeve undersuit. And Gohan noticed that both Sharpner and Erasa seemed surprised by the muscles of his arms. They weren't as bulky as Sharpner's but clearly present, and thanks to Gohan's concentrated Saiyan cell-structure, probably at least ten times more powerful even when he didn't use his Ki.
Waiting for Videl to finish changing Gohan jumped into the ring and started stretching a little.
Videl came out of her changing-room to see Gohan stretching. Hmm, she thought as she noticed his now bear arms, he's got a bit more muscle than he's been letting on.
"Unusual Gi." She remarked as she stepped into the ring and began stretching also.
"It's based on the type my father always used. I suppose it's become the family standard." Gohan simply replied.
Videl's eyes nearly bugged out as Gohan continued stretching and in the process did a full split. While she knew that she herself was more than flexible enough to copy this move, this was the first time she'd met a guy who was capable of doing it. She doubted if even her father could, but then there was more to martial arts then simply being flexible.
"Okay." She said, as she finished stretching by doing a split herself. "What time limit shall we set?"
"How about an hour?" Gohan called back.
Hmm. Videl thought. That's twice the limit for the world tournament, this might be more challenging than I thought, I'll have to pace myself.
"Okay." She replied. "If you think you can keep up for that long, it's your own risk, but I intend to have you out of the ring long before that."
"We'll see what happens." Gohan replied with a smile.
Hmm. Videl thought. That smile tells me he's confident, either he's cocky, or he knows he's good.
Gohan sighed to relax himself as he lowered himself into his stance. He powered up his Ki to give of heat inside of him, but do nothing else. At least this way he would look like he was breaking a sweat.
"Unusual stance." Videl remarked.
"Yeah," he said, thankful that he never fought this way as Sayaman, "it's a combination of different styles."
"Okay." Videl said. "We start in thirty seconds. Sharpner you give us a count-down and keep the time."
"Okay." Sharpner called from out side the ring.
A while later he called again: "Fifteen..."
Both Videl and Gohan bowed to their openent, waiting for the countdown.
"Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Fight!"
Videl and Gohan rushed at eachother from oposit sides of the ring. Gohan had to really work on restraining his power, even with his Ki only in use to heat himself his muscle power was far greater than Videl's. He blocked a few punches and a kick, and then grabbed the blocked leg, using it's momentum to throw her.
She landed on her feet, and launched into him again. Though she really didn't have a chance he faked it, letter her get a hold and throw him after blocking a few puches and dodging a kick.
He too landed on his feet and the fight went on. Videl would attack, with him blocking, and then he would counter. Videl couldn't get the upperhand no matter how hard she tried and he wouldn't take it. He wanted her to find an equal in him, she didn't need someone to beat her, upsetting her whole view of the world where her father claimed to be the strongest man alive.
This girl is good, Gohan thought as he dodged another kick, she isn't aware of it, but she's already using her Ki naturally to reinforce some of her moves. With a little training she could be very strong, maybe even stronger than Krillin in time.
It was his turn to go on the offensive again so he dropped to the ground, supporting his weight with one hand, and extended a leg, trying to kick hers out from under her. She jumped his kick and for a moment he had to fight to resist the temptation of using his Saiyan reflexes to bring up his leg furter and hit her with it.
I suppose the real battle here is the one inside me to prevent me from hurting her. He thought as he jumped up to meet her next series of attacks. He blocked them easily, in fact thanks to his saiyan senses he could have blocked them with his eyes closed.
"Thirty minutes." Sharpner yelled from the side of the arena, where he and Erasa stood watching openmouthed at how well the book-worm Son Gohan was handling himself.
"Gone or to go." Gohan yelled with a smile, completely aware that this was the half way mark and both answers were therefore correct.
"Both." Videl replied before Sharpner could open his mouth. "Now stop kidding and fight."
He definitely is good and he knows it. Videl thought as she entered the second half of what was turning out to be the most awesome spar of her life. Sometimes he almost seems like he's just toying with me, but that's not like him, the guy takes life way to seriously for that. I guess we're just evenly matched.
The pattern continued, dodge and counter, advance and retreat, zig-zag and swerve. She was pretty sure that they'd used every square foot of the ring in the complex movements of their battle.
"Fifteen minutes." Sharpner called after the battle had raged some more.
Hmm. Videl thought. I've got a little extra Engergy left, time to see if he can keep up with me if I take it up a notch.
She attacked with all the speed she could muster, her movements a furious sequence of kicks and punches, as she approached him, but it seemed that Gohan too had a little steam left as she still couldn't make a solid hit. After her furious attack, she had to put up an incredible defence as he countered, his punches and kicks coming at least as fast and hard hers had. She could barely dodge, and counter herself, as the final minutes of their fight started.
"Five minutes." Sharpner called from the edge of the ring.
Videl finished her counter and dodged Gohan's. Then she looked over to the side of the ring to see that Sharpner and Erasa appeared to be just as amazed at the way Gohan was performing as she was. Sharpner wasn't so mesmerised yet that he'd stopped looking at his watch every once in a while, but Erasa's mouth was open so wide she was in danger of her bottom jaw hitting the ring floor.
Videl summoned her last strength and put it into an attack on Gohan, trying to land a hit on him. He dodged her yet again, and made a small counter attack just as Sharpner was starting the count down.
"Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Stop."
They both returned to their stance almost instantly, and bowed to eachother. Still in silence they both stretched again, and then returned to the changing-rooms.
Gohan again was quicker to change than Videl. He used a towel to dry of his sweat, a result from his own well placed Ki-trick, and then changed back into his normal clothes.
When he returned to the outside he put his Gi back into the bag, he'd left it outside as it needed some more space than it took up for the capsulation and decapsulation procedures.
He'd just returned the capsule to his pocket when Videl came out as well. She too was once again dressed in her normal clothes, the ever faithful t-shirt and shorts.
"I am impressed." She said as she walked up to him.
"Yeah," Sharpner said, "that has to be the most awesome fight I've ever seen."
"Yeah." Erasa seconded. "Where'd you learn to fight like that?"
"My dad trained me, as well as some others. And I guess it just runs in my blood considering my dad's background. My mom's background too actually, they got married at the 23rd world tournament after fighting each other in the quarter finals."
An akward silence fell. The other's looked stunned by this latest piece of information and Gohan was lost in thought, concentrating on what he could and couldn't tell them if they continued this line of questioning but finally Videl spoke up.
"Let's get back inside." She said. "After all this is a party, so let's..."
Back in the rec-room Videl turned on some music. I really don't feel like dancing. She thought. But that doesn't mean we can't have some music. Gohan too appeared not to feel like dancing as he sat on the couch, but Sharpner quickly pulled Erasa to the open area in the room, and took her in his arms, leading her to the tune of the music.
Videl sat next to Gohan, both of them looking at Sharpner and Erasa. The music had changed to a slow song, and Videl noticed the way Sharpner pulled Erasa against him. And the way Erasa seemed to be snuggling up to him, almost like they were cuddling while moving.
Hmm. She thought. Maybe I won't have to worry about Erasa as far as Gohan is concerned after all.
He is handsome, she thought, glancing at him quickly. Come on girl, get a grip on yourself, the last thing you need right now is to complicate things for yourself, it's not as if you have friends to spare and the freedom to risk loosing one by falling in love with him.
Gohan thought he felt Videl looking at him, but when he turned, her eyes were still, directed to where Sharpner and Erasa were dancing.
Come on Gohan, he thought, you're starting to imagine things. Just care for her as a friend, she won't return your feelings if you go beyond that, if you feel more push it back, she doesn't need that from you.
Slowly he got up and walked to the window, looking out he could see a telephoto lens, that seemed to have been pushed between two bast of the fence, just above some bushes. He quickly did a variety on the laser-eyes technique Piccolo had taught him the hard way.
//As I recall he got hit with them while training with Piccolo, this variety isn't the same thing Piccolo does at the world tournament.
Nothing happened except that he was now sure the film inside the camera was ruined.
No spying on my friend if I can help it. He thought at the reporter that was without a doubt behind the camera.
"Hey Videl." He said softly. "Come look over here."
With a curious expression on her face Videl approached the window. Gohan pointed to the camera.
"It seems you have an uninvited visitor." He stated.
"Great, how nice. Another member of the gutter squad." Videl said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. "I just hope he didn't get a picture of us standing her together, or there'll be an article tomorrow entitled: 'Daughter of Hercule has new boyfried' which would certainly cause my dad to flip."
Cause him to flip is putting it mildly, Videl thought to herself. She turned to look at Gohan who to her surprise had a somewhat angered look on his face.
"What's wrong Gohan?" She asked.
"Nothing, but even if he does flip, your father 'd better not hurt you."
What's this about? Does he care about me that much or is he just worried about a friend? Videl wondered as she saw the anger on his face.
"He wouldn't hurt me." She said softly. "For one thing it would wreck his public image if it got out. Besides even if he did, you wouldn't be any match for him, he's the world champion."
You'd be surprised at just how much of a match I'd be for him Gohan thought.
"Is it that bad?" He said out loud. "Is life in the public eye so bad that the only thing he'd think of would be his image?"
Please tell me it isn't, he thought, I don't want you to be hurt like that.
"Sometimes I think so." Videl said. Sounding more hurt than Gohan had ever heard her before. "Somewhere deep down maybe he still cares about me, but since my mom died, he's never been the man he used to be."
"I'm sorry." Gohan said.
"It's ok, there's nothing you could have done about it anyway, nobody could have stopped him from gaining so much fame after Cell died. I guess that could go to anyones head."
I could have. Gohan thought. Maybe I should have told the truth after the Cell-games, but who would have believed an eleven year old. Besides I had my own problems, I didn't notice what had happened 'til it was to late.
"Still I'm sorry." He said. "I don't like having to hear the pain in my friends voice. But let's try to have fun tonight. After all this is a party."
Great going Gohan. He thought sarcastically. You're laying it on so thick a romantic poet would be jealous. Besides Videl would have to be even more of an idiot than that father of hers not to start thinking your after her, wouldn't she?
God I'm glad he said that. Videl thought. We really need to prevent me slipping into a bad mood.
"Yeah. Wanna play some pool?"
"Sure." Gohan replied. "But I have to warn you, I'm good at math and physics."
"Yeah, I know, Newton's third law: 'For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction'."
"Yes, and that's the whole principle behind pool." Gohan said.
"I know." Videl replied. "But that's a level of physics I can still handle."
Gohan won the first game, but after that they were joined by Sharpner and Erasa playing in two teams of two taking turns.
Gohan was paired with Erasa who was definitely the least talented of the four as far as pool was concerned and so that evened the balance, with both teams winning and losing their fair share of games.
Finally around ten Gohan announced that it had been his last game, and he was heading home. The others were somewhat sorry to see him go, but understood that he had a long journey before he got home, though it would take him far less time than they guessed. Videl was still on Gohan's mind as he flew home, and remained in his thoughts even after he arrived.
When he came home Gohan said good-night to Chi-Chi before brushing his teeth and sneaking quietly into the room he shared with Goten not wanting to wake his baby brother. Still keeping quiet he changed into his pyjamas and slipped into bed, once there sleep soon came over him as did a very strange dream.
In his dream Gohan was in his Sayaman costume, he was fighting some crooks alongside Videl. He didn't know where they were or why they were fighting these crooks but is wasn't important to him.
Soon the job was done and the police came and took away the bad-guys.
"Thank you Sayaman." Videl whispered softly, yet with passion as she approached him. Her soft hand cupped the side of his face inside his helmet as she drew nearer to him, then softly her lips brushed against his, she pulled away from the kiss almost instantly and whispered: "You were great Gohan."
"Gohan!!!!" It wasn't being whispered this time it was being yelled. And the voice wasn't Videl's it was his mother's.
Gohan blushed slightly remembering his dream as he got out of bed to get dressed. He looked over to Goten's bed, seeing that it hadn't been slept on and realising suddenly that his silence on the previous night had not been needed his little brother was spending the night with Trunks at Capsule Corporation.
//I bet you were thinking I'd made a mistake weren't you.
How could that slip my mind? Gohan wondered. Was Videl really in my thoughts that intensely?
He blushed again at the thought of his dream. Was he really starting to feel that much more for Videl. What should he do about it. Could his Saiyan side get in the way in some way, and who could he go to for advice. His mom would just get obsessed with the thought of grand-children, the instant he mentioned romance, and like many people he didn't feel that his mom and sex combined. He knew she'd had it with his dad, at least twice and probably more often, but the thought was just uncomfortable for him.
Besides, his dad might have been Saiyan, but he'd had no knowledge of his heritage due to the now famous fall as a child where he'd hit his head. An unfortunate side effect of that fortunate fall that might indeed had saved humanity itself from extinction. Though perhaps someone like master Roshi might have been able to stop his dad if he'd tried to carry out his orders to destroy al life-forms. However Gohan was pleased with the way things had turned out, as in any other scenario he wouldn't have been born.
The only person on the planet who did know about Saiyan ways, instincts and culture was Vegeta.
"But is he really the only person." Gohan thought out loud. Somehow he didn't think Bulma would have married Vegeta if she hadn't known at least a reasonable amount about what that meant before hand.
Maybe I should have a little chat with Bulma. He thought to himself. After all I'll have to go there to pick up Goten anyway.
Gohan left shortly after breakfast. The deal was that Goten would have lunch at Capsule Corporation, and Gohan had decided to invite himself over as well, knowing that Bulma wouldn't mind. She could use the extra help in the kitchen. He hadn't been much of a cook for most of his life. But when Chi-Chi heard about the incident in the hyperbolic-time-chamber, where he'd not only charred a roast, but had also set his dad's hair on fire accidentaly she'd undertaken to teach him to be at least capable of handling himself in the kitchen without people getting hurt. Vegeta, who usualy wasn't to friendly to anyone that visited, especially not Gohan, but when someone offered to help his wife cook, he suddenly became a lot more pleasant. It was one of Vegeta's greatest dissapointments in life that after her parents had moved to the guest house, Bulma had refused to hire a cook. Bulma's mother had been an excellent cook, but unfortunately she hadn't passed that talent on to her daughter.
Gohan could remember the first time he'd tasted Bulma's cooking on Namek, shortly after he and Krillin had rescued Dende. Krillin had immediately remarked that the food wasn't too good, which had led to Bulma scaring the hell out of him.
Though Bulma would never admit it, Krillin had had a valid point. As talented as Bulma might be with anything technical she was just not good at cooking. And as the way to a Saiyan's heart, or any part of his body for that matter, was through his stomach, and his tastebuds, Gohan wouldn't be surprised if Vegeta would hug him in joy to welcome him.
Soon the big yellow dome of CC headquarters appeared in view and Gohan landed in the back yard. He barely had time to transform out of his Sayaman costume before being ambushed by two rampaging pint-sized demi-Saiyans.
From a Saiyan's point of view ambush was a rather strong term, for the friendly little attack, that was obviously just a break from the two kids sparring with each other. Gohan defended himself against their punches and kicks in a good natured sort of way, hitting back slightly, but not quite as hard as they were hitting.
"Now stop it guys." Gohan said when thought it had lasted long enough. "Or I won't be able to help Bulma cook later on."
The two younger Saiyans stopped their attack within a fraction of a second. Both of them still in mid-punch. Gohan chuckled a little. If you want anything from a Saiyan always aim for the food. He thought as he patted their heads on his way in.
The backdoor of the CC building led directly into the kitchen, and was therefore used as the family entrance. Bulma was still busy in the kitchen, putting the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher when Gohan walked in.
"Hi, Bulma." He called brightly.
"Hey Gohan." She responded turning around. "Aren't you a little early?"
"Well, I wanted to talk to you, or possibly Vegeta depending on how much you can help me."
"You have something you want to talk to Vegeta about? I can't say that doesn't intrigue me."
"Well, I'd rather talk to you, but it has to do with my Saiyan side, so unless Vegeta has told you what I want to know I'll have to go directly to the scource."
"You're making me curious Gohan." Bulma said in a teasing, but indeed very curious voice. "What's this all about?"
"Can we go somewhere more private to talk?"
"Sure. We'll go to my lab, his royal-highness knows better than to come in there without knocking."
I wonder what the penalty is, Gohan thought as they made their way to Bulma's private domain, the couch or shopping?
Bulma's lab was quite comfortable, not surprising considering the fact that she spent more time here than in any other room of the house.
There was even something that was more or less like a sitting area, with two couches, a comfortable chair and even a TV in one corner of the room. Bulma lead Gohan over there and set him down on one of the couches while she herself took the chair.
"Okay Gohan." She said. "Now tell me, what's this all about."
"Okay." He replied. "But first I want you to promise me you won't tell anyone. Not even my mother."
"No problem kid, now what is it?"
"Well, there's this girl at school, and I think I might be getting feelings for her as more than a friend." He said, slowly considering each word as he went.
"Yes," Bulma nodded, "so what's the problem?"
"The problem." Gohan said. "Is that I don't know how the Saiyan side of me will react to all of this. All I do know about Saiyans is that we do virtually everything by instinct, and it might be nice to know what I'm going to be up against, if I'm going to have to surpress those instincts."
"I see. Well, I can certainly help you, what I don't know from when Vegeta and I first got together, I know now, because I insisted that Vegeta explain it to me when I found out I was pregnant, I didn't want Trunks to have to fly blind if his father died."
"Well, my father did die, but from what I know even he didn't know the subject matter as well as you probably do now."
"You might be right about that." Bulma said. "Now the first thing I shoud warn you about is what you might call the Saiyan equivalent of puberty."
"But I've had puberty already haven't I?" Gohan asked confused.
"Not this type." Bulma said. "Believe me I'd have heard about it."
"Is it that bad?" Gohan felt as though he were inches away from spiraling to his death.
"Well bad... bad isn't exactly the word I'd choose, just intense. You see this part of the Saiyan maturing process can be triggered in one of two ways, first by aging, from what Vegeta tells me that trigger sets in at about 23 or 24 depending on the person, or by love, though in a Saiyan's case passion might be a more appropriate term. Now what you must remember with all of this is that we can't be sure about the way it's going to happen to you, you'll be the first demi-Saiyan to go through any of this. From what Vegeta tells me you'll be the first demi-Saiyan, not just on Earth, but since the beginning of the Saiyan's recorded history. Quite simply because it was considered beneath a Saiyan to mate outside of his or her species, and if it happened both the offending Saiyan and any half-breed offspring were killed."
"What a comforting thought." Gohan stated with irony in his voice.
"Don't worry about it too much right now." Bulma replied. "Saiyan history isn't the important part of this discussion, it's merely a sideline to illustrate some points. Now the hormone changes that occur as a result of love have some pretty severe effects on a Saiyan. From what Vegeta tells me you can expect your powerlevel to become at least 150% and possibly even 200% of what it usually is. With you already being a level 2 Super-Saiyan that should be interesting at the very least."
Interesting isn't the word I'd choose, Gohan thought, more like potentially world-wrecking.
"But you'll probably need to use the same control you normally need as a Super-Saiyan in your normal form.
Now let's see, what were the other effects. Oh yes, while your Ki will be stronger, you will have some extra weaknesses as well. One of them is the fact that your ability to concentrate will be less, which isn't very surprising with your hormonal systems running wild. Another will be that because of this lack of concetration, your Ki will at times serve to weaken your own body. I'm not quite sure how this works, but you may be more vulnerable."
Gohan's face turned into a look of pure terror at this, not only would he have to keep himself under control, but due to loss of concentration it would be damn near impossible and he would be more vulnerable than usual.
Bulma however continued with her explanation: "Now the biggest problem, at this stage and for that matter any other stage will be aggression, whatever happens to a Saiyan that has to do with love, it'll always make him more aggressive. There are usually some other behavioural changes as well, though Vegeta couldn't tell me exactly what they were.
I guess that about covers Saiyan puberty. Which brings us to the next point, mating."
"* cough * Mating!" Gohan's eyes bugged out at the word.
"Well, not just mating, it's the Saiyan term to use for everything and anything to do with physical intimacy. The most basic advice I can give you right now, is to be very careful. Mating instinct is awakened in Saiyan puberty, but it isn't driven by the same hormonal changes to do with love, but more by lust or passion." Bulma then went on to explain all about Saiyan mating instinct as Vegeta had told her.
Gohan and Bulma talked through most of the morning, and then made lunch together. Vegeta, though he would of course never admit it, did indeed seem glad to see Gohan. Cooking lunch for the four hungry Saiyans, because when it came to appetite demi-Saiyans definitely counted as full Saiyans, was no small project but with Gohan's help and Bulma's skills, that as Gohan had to admit had grown greatly since the first time she'd cooked for him, it was accomplished and all five of them sat down to eat. All four Saiyans eating more than three servings in the time it took Bulma to get the first few bites into her mouth, and none of them stopping until Bulma's plate was empty and they'd each had at least two dozen portions.
After they'd helped Bulma put the dishes into the dishwasher, Gohan and Goten left, Gohan changing into his Sayaman costume and Gohan hopping onto the flying Nimbus. The two of them heading for an afternoon of sparring in the woods around the Son house.
Videl meanwhile was having such an uneventful Sunday that she was beginning to think boring was to polite a word to use. She flipped past all 500 channels on the satelite TV system, and still wasn't able to find a single news-cast that didn't include at least one stupid, pointless item about her dad, that really wasn't news at all but seemed to be part of a world wide let's annoy Videl effort.
In the afternoon she had a bit of a workout in one of the training rooms, venting some of her anger on a punching bag, before going back to her room, to think.
Am I really falling for Gohan? She asked herself. And if so should I do something about it?
She was restless the entire afternoon, and even in the evening when her dad came home, she found that his annoying her wasn't enough to take her mind of the feelings that seemed to be developing inside her.
Videl slept uneasily that night, often she found herself halfway between sleeping and waking in a weird area of conciousness where she existed halfway between dreams, facts and fantasies. She remembered her fight with Gohan and couldn't help but be impressed, it wasn't just the way he'd fought her, it was the way he'd treated it, as if it were nothing special, as if he were nothing special, that she found impressive, and she had to admit very appealing. I wonder if he could beat me? She thought. It might just depend on who's having a good day and who's having a bad day. To bad he can't beat my dad, that might make my life a lot easier, though it probably wouldn't stop dad from telling me endless stories about his glorious past.
As she kept thinking back to their fight, she remembered how gentle his touch had felt, even when he hit her, though he only ever connected with her hands as she'd blocked everything.
Videl couldn't help a warm feeling from spreading inside her body as she thought of him. Maybe I am falling in love, she thought, but what will Erasa say, from the way she's been flirting with Gohan it seems she wants him too.
And then there is Gohan's ability to fight. We're finding out some unusual things about timid little Son Gohan, it's been quite a surprise.
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Hey this is Goku, next time on Life Is Strange I'll be watching things happening down on Earth with the help of King Kai, will this lead to even more unusual happenings, and will Gohan and Videl get even closer together, don't miss the next Chapter of Life Is Strange.
Ok. That's it for chapter three which I will now post by popular demand. I finished it last night actually, but it needed a little more touching up before posting (it's now 9:15 am CET), it'll take another couple of days at least to get the next chapter finished. I won't have a whole lof of time before Wednesday and though I've just introduced Goku to the story, with the next time on message, I really don't want to make another point of view if I don't need to, so that's going to take some thinking.
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Life Is Strange
Saga: Strange
Chapter 3: Quite A Surprise.
"THE SON GOKU IS YOUR FATHER!?" The words seemed to echo through the room and the house after Videl had yelled it.
Gohan simply nodded again as Videl Sharpner and Erasa stared at him, their mouths open and their eyes wide.
Finally Videl managed to shake herself out of it.
"Why didn't you tell us about this before?" She asked Gohan who looked stunned at their reaction.
"It never came up." He simply stated. "I didn't think it was this big off a deal."
Great, leave it to mister innocent country boy to not see the importance of this. Videl thought.
"Of course it's a big deal." Sharpner exclaimed. "Your dad is the most famous martial artist ever after Videl's."
"Hey." Erasa said. "I have an idea, what if you have a spar with Videl, I'm sure your dad must have tought you a few techniques."
Great, Gohan thought, leave it to the blond to put me in a pickle. The one time she has a good idea in days and it just happens to be the worst time for me.
// I have nothing against blonds, but you have to admit that Erasa is a dumb-blond joke come to life.
"Uhm, sure why not." He replied, his mind still racing.
What should I do, just pretend I'm no match for Videl, fight her for a while and then let her win? Should I actually just beat her? No, I should go for a draw, that way she'll know I can handle myself if I have to come to her aid without being able to transform into Sayaman.
"Ok." He said out loud. "Where do we face eachother?"
"Hmm." Videl said. "You pick, we can fight inside or out. We have to world tournament regulations sized rings, one in a training room, and one it the back yard."
"Ok," Gohan said after a moment's consideration, "let's take it outside."
Behind the house the ring was the most dominant feature in the the garden, the large pool next to it coming in second. Several changing rooms stood between the ring and the pool, clearly meant to be used to change for either fighting or swimming depending on the users intent.
Gohan immediately walked over to one, throwing down the capsule with his bag as he approached. He took his Gi out and then entered the changing room.
Videl had chosen another room, and when Gohan entered his he saw there were closets with Gi's and swim-suits in the changing-rooms. He quickly changed and stepped outside again, wearing the typical orange/brown Son Gi. Originally this was based on the Gi's master Roshi had given to Goku and Krillin before the 22nd world tournament. And the only real change since then, other than the size, had been that the turtle symbol had been removed. At first it had been replaced by King-Kai's symbol on the back, but over time the number of symbols had gotten to large to really be easy to put on, so they had dispensed with that practice.
As usual the orange was thrown on over a blue short-sleeve undersuit. And Gohan noticed that both Sharpner and Erasa seemed surprised by the muscles of his arms. They weren't as bulky as Sharpner's but clearly present, and thanks to Gohan's concentrated Saiyan cell-structure, probably at least ten times more powerful even when he didn't use his Ki.
Waiting for Videl to finish changing Gohan jumped into the ring and started stretching a little.
Videl came out of her changing-room to see Gohan stretching. Hmm, she thought as she noticed his now bear arms, he's got a bit more muscle than he's been letting on.
"Unusual Gi." She remarked as she stepped into the ring and began stretching also.
"It's based on the type my father always used. I suppose it's become the family standard." Gohan simply replied.
Videl's eyes nearly bugged out as Gohan continued stretching and in the process did a full split. While she knew that she herself was more than flexible enough to copy this move, this was the first time she'd met a guy who was capable of doing it. She doubted if even her father could, but then there was more to martial arts then simply being flexible.
"Okay." She said, as she finished stretching by doing a split herself. "What time limit shall we set?"
"How about an hour?" Gohan called back.
Hmm. Videl thought. That's twice the limit for the world tournament, this might be more challenging than I thought, I'll have to pace myself.
"Okay." She replied. "If you think you can keep up for that long, it's your own risk, but I intend to have you out of the ring long before that."
"We'll see what happens." Gohan replied with a smile.
Hmm. Videl thought. That smile tells me he's confident, either he's cocky, or he knows he's good.
Gohan sighed to relax himself as he lowered himself into his stance. He powered up his Ki to give of heat inside of him, but do nothing else. At least this way he would look like he was breaking a sweat.
"Unusual stance." Videl remarked.
"Yeah," he said, thankful that he never fought this way as Sayaman, "it's a combination of different styles."
"Okay." Videl said. "We start in thirty seconds. Sharpner you give us a count-down and keep the time."
"Okay." Sharpner called from out side the ring.
A while later he called again: "Fifteen..."
Both Videl and Gohan bowed to their openent, waiting for the countdown.
"Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Fight!"
Videl and Gohan rushed at eachother from oposit sides of the ring. Gohan had to really work on restraining his power, even with his Ki only in use to heat himself his muscle power was far greater than Videl's. He blocked a few punches and a kick, and then grabbed the blocked leg, using it's momentum to throw her.
She landed on her feet, and launched into him again. Though she really didn't have a chance he faked it, letter her get a hold and throw him after blocking a few puches and dodging a kick.
He too landed on his feet and the fight went on. Videl would attack, with him blocking, and then he would counter. Videl couldn't get the upperhand no matter how hard she tried and he wouldn't take it. He wanted her to find an equal in him, she didn't need someone to beat her, upsetting her whole view of the world where her father claimed to be the strongest man alive.
This girl is good, Gohan thought as he dodged another kick, she isn't aware of it, but she's already using her Ki naturally to reinforce some of her moves. With a little training she could be very strong, maybe even stronger than Krillin in time.
It was his turn to go on the offensive again so he dropped to the ground, supporting his weight with one hand, and extended a leg, trying to kick hers out from under her. She jumped his kick and for a moment he had to fight to resist the temptation of using his Saiyan reflexes to bring up his leg furter and hit her with it.
I suppose the real battle here is the one inside me to prevent me from hurting her. He thought as he jumped up to meet her next series of attacks. He blocked them easily, in fact thanks to his saiyan senses he could have blocked them with his eyes closed.
"Thirty minutes." Sharpner yelled from the side of the arena, where he and Erasa stood watching openmouthed at how well the book-worm Son Gohan was handling himself.
"Gone or to go." Gohan yelled with a smile, completely aware that this was the half way mark and both answers were therefore correct.
"Both." Videl replied before Sharpner could open his mouth. "Now stop kidding and fight."
He definitely is good and he knows it. Videl thought as she entered the second half of what was turning out to be the most awesome spar of her life. Sometimes he almost seems like he's just toying with me, but that's not like him, the guy takes life way to seriously for that. I guess we're just evenly matched.
The pattern continued, dodge and counter, advance and retreat, zig-zag and swerve. She was pretty sure that they'd used every square foot of the ring in the complex movements of their battle.
"Fifteen minutes." Sharpner called after the battle had raged some more.
Hmm. Videl thought. I've got a little extra Engergy left, time to see if he can keep up with me if I take it up a notch.
She attacked with all the speed she could muster, her movements a furious sequence of kicks and punches, as she approached him, but it seemed that Gohan too had a little steam left as she still couldn't make a solid hit. After her furious attack, she had to put up an incredible defence as he countered, his punches and kicks coming at least as fast and hard hers had. She could barely dodge, and counter herself, as the final minutes of their fight started.
"Five minutes." Sharpner called from the edge of the ring.
Videl finished her counter and dodged Gohan's. Then she looked over to the side of the ring to see that Sharpner and Erasa appeared to be just as amazed at the way Gohan was performing as she was. Sharpner wasn't so mesmerised yet that he'd stopped looking at his watch every once in a while, but Erasa's mouth was open so wide she was in danger of her bottom jaw hitting the ring floor.
Videl summoned her last strength and put it into an attack on Gohan, trying to land a hit on him. He dodged her yet again, and made a small counter attack just as Sharpner was starting the count down.
"Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Stop."
They both returned to their stance almost instantly, and bowed to eachother. Still in silence they both stretched again, and then returned to the changing-rooms.
Gohan again was quicker to change than Videl. He used a towel to dry of his sweat, a result from his own well placed Ki-trick, and then changed back into his normal clothes.
When he returned to the outside he put his Gi back into the bag, he'd left it outside as it needed some more space than it took up for the capsulation and decapsulation procedures.
He'd just returned the capsule to his pocket when Videl came out as well. She too was once again dressed in her normal clothes, the ever faithful t-shirt and shorts.
"I am impressed." She said as she walked up to him.
"Yeah," Sharpner said, "that has to be the most awesome fight I've ever seen."
"Yeah." Erasa seconded. "Where'd you learn to fight like that?"
"My dad trained me, as well as some others. And I guess it just runs in my blood considering my dad's background. My mom's background too actually, they got married at the 23rd world tournament after fighting each other in the quarter finals."
An akward silence fell. The other's looked stunned by this latest piece of information and Gohan was lost in thought, concentrating on what he could and couldn't tell them if they continued this line of questioning but finally Videl spoke up.
"Let's get back inside." She said. "After all this is a party, so let's..."
Back in the rec-room Videl turned on some music. I really don't feel like dancing. She thought. But that doesn't mean we can't have some music. Gohan too appeared not to feel like dancing as he sat on the couch, but Sharpner quickly pulled Erasa to the open area in the room, and took her in his arms, leading her to the tune of the music.
Videl sat next to Gohan, both of them looking at Sharpner and Erasa. The music had changed to a slow song, and Videl noticed the way Sharpner pulled Erasa against him. And the way Erasa seemed to be snuggling up to him, almost like they were cuddling while moving.
Hmm. She thought. Maybe I won't have to worry about Erasa as far as Gohan is concerned after all.
He is handsome, she thought, glancing at him quickly. Come on girl, get a grip on yourself, the last thing you need right now is to complicate things for yourself, it's not as if you have friends to spare and the freedom to risk loosing one by falling in love with him.
Gohan thought he felt Videl looking at him, but when he turned, her eyes were still, directed to where Sharpner and Erasa were dancing.
Come on Gohan, he thought, you're starting to imagine things. Just care for her as a friend, she won't return your feelings if you go beyond that, if you feel more push it back, she doesn't need that from you.
Slowly he got up and walked to the window, looking out he could see a telephoto lens, that seemed to have been pushed between two bast of the fence, just above some bushes. He quickly did a variety on the laser-eyes technique Piccolo had taught him the hard way.
//As I recall he got hit with them while training with Piccolo, this variety isn't the same thing Piccolo does at the world tournament.
Nothing happened except that he was now sure the film inside the camera was ruined.
No spying on my friend if I can help it. He thought at the reporter that was without a doubt behind the camera.
"Hey Videl." He said softly. "Come look over here."
With a curious expression on her face Videl approached the window. Gohan pointed to the camera.
"It seems you have an uninvited visitor." He stated.
"Great, how nice. Another member of the gutter squad." Videl said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. "I just hope he didn't get a picture of us standing her together, or there'll be an article tomorrow entitled: 'Daughter of Hercule has new boyfried' which would certainly cause my dad to flip."
Cause him to flip is putting it mildly, Videl thought to herself. She turned to look at Gohan who to her surprise had a somewhat angered look on his face.
"What's wrong Gohan?" She asked.
"Nothing, but even if he does flip, your father 'd better not hurt you."
What's this about? Does he care about me that much or is he just worried about a friend? Videl wondered as she saw the anger on his face.
"He wouldn't hurt me." She said softly. "For one thing it would wreck his public image if it got out. Besides even if he did, you wouldn't be any match for him, he's the world champion."
You'd be surprised at just how much of a match I'd be for him Gohan thought.
"Is it that bad?" He said out loud. "Is life in the public eye so bad that the only thing he'd think of would be his image?"
Please tell me it isn't, he thought, I don't want you to be hurt like that.
"Sometimes I think so." Videl said. Sounding more hurt than Gohan had ever heard her before. "Somewhere deep down maybe he still cares about me, but since my mom died, he's never been the man he used to be."
"I'm sorry." Gohan said.
"It's ok, there's nothing you could have done about it anyway, nobody could have stopped him from gaining so much fame after Cell died. I guess that could go to anyones head."
I could have. Gohan thought. Maybe I should have told the truth after the Cell-games, but who would have believed an eleven year old. Besides I had my own problems, I didn't notice what had happened 'til it was to late.
"Still I'm sorry." He said. "I don't like having to hear the pain in my friends voice. But let's try to have fun tonight. After all this is a party."
Great going Gohan. He thought sarcastically. You're laying it on so thick a romantic poet would be jealous. Besides Videl would have to be even more of an idiot than that father of hers not to start thinking your after her, wouldn't she?
God I'm glad he said that. Videl thought. We really need to prevent me slipping into a bad mood.
"Yeah. Wanna play some pool?"
"Sure." Gohan replied. "But I have to warn you, I'm good at math and physics."
"Yeah, I know, Newton's third law: 'For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction'."
"Yes, and that's the whole principle behind pool." Gohan said.
"I know." Videl replied. "But that's a level of physics I can still handle."
Gohan won the first game, but after that they were joined by Sharpner and Erasa playing in two teams of two taking turns.
Gohan was paired with Erasa who was definitely the least talented of the four as far as pool was concerned and so that evened the balance, with both teams winning and losing their fair share of games.
Finally around ten Gohan announced that it had been his last game, and he was heading home. The others were somewhat sorry to see him go, but understood that he had a long journey before he got home, though it would take him far less time than they guessed. Videl was still on Gohan's mind as he flew home, and remained in his thoughts even after he arrived.
When he came home Gohan said good-night to Chi-Chi before brushing his teeth and sneaking quietly into the room he shared with Goten not wanting to wake his baby brother. Still keeping quiet he changed into his pyjamas and slipped into bed, once there sleep soon came over him as did a very strange dream.
In his dream Gohan was in his Sayaman costume, he was fighting some crooks alongside Videl. He didn't know where they were or why they were fighting these crooks but is wasn't important to him.
Soon the job was done and the police came and took away the bad-guys.
"Thank you Sayaman." Videl whispered softly, yet with passion as she approached him. Her soft hand cupped the side of his face inside his helmet as she drew nearer to him, then softly her lips brushed against his, she pulled away from the kiss almost instantly and whispered: "You were great Gohan."
"Gohan!!!!" It wasn't being whispered this time it was being yelled. And the voice wasn't Videl's it was his mother's.
Gohan blushed slightly remembering his dream as he got out of bed to get dressed. He looked over to Goten's bed, seeing that it hadn't been slept on and realising suddenly that his silence on the previous night had not been needed his little brother was spending the night with Trunks at Capsule Corporation.
//I bet you were thinking I'd made a mistake weren't you.
How could that slip my mind? Gohan wondered. Was Videl really in my thoughts that intensely?
He blushed again at the thought of his dream. Was he really starting to feel that much more for Videl. What should he do about it. Could his Saiyan side get in the way in some way, and who could he go to for advice. His mom would just get obsessed with the thought of grand-children, the instant he mentioned romance, and like many people he didn't feel that his mom and sex combined. He knew she'd had it with his dad, at least twice and probably more often, but the thought was just uncomfortable for him.
Besides, his dad might have been Saiyan, but he'd had no knowledge of his heritage due to the now famous fall as a child where he'd hit his head. An unfortunate side effect of that fortunate fall that might indeed had saved humanity itself from extinction. Though perhaps someone like master Roshi might have been able to stop his dad if he'd tried to carry out his orders to destroy al life-forms. However Gohan was pleased with the way things had turned out, as in any other scenario he wouldn't have been born.
The only person on the planet who did know about Saiyan ways, instincts and culture was Vegeta.
"But is he really the only person." Gohan thought out loud. Somehow he didn't think Bulma would have married Vegeta if she hadn't known at least a reasonable amount about what that meant before hand.
Maybe I should have a little chat with Bulma. He thought to himself. After all I'll have to go there to pick up Goten anyway.
Gohan left shortly after breakfast. The deal was that Goten would have lunch at Capsule Corporation, and Gohan had decided to invite himself over as well, knowing that Bulma wouldn't mind. She could use the extra help in the kitchen. He hadn't been much of a cook for most of his life. But when Chi-Chi heard about the incident in the hyperbolic-time-chamber, where he'd not only charred a roast, but had also set his dad's hair on fire accidentaly she'd undertaken to teach him to be at least capable of handling himself in the kitchen without people getting hurt. Vegeta, who usualy wasn't to friendly to anyone that visited, especially not Gohan, but when someone offered to help his wife cook, he suddenly became a lot more pleasant. It was one of Vegeta's greatest dissapointments in life that after her parents had moved to the guest house, Bulma had refused to hire a cook. Bulma's mother had been an excellent cook, but unfortunately she hadn't passed that talent on to her daughter.
Gohan could remember the first time he'd tasted Bulma's cooking on Namek, shortly after he and Krillin had rescued Dende. Krillin had immediately remarked that the food wasn't too good, which had led to Bulma scaring the hell out of him.
Though Bulma would never admit it, Krillin had had a valid point. As talented as Bulma might be with anything technical she was just not good at cooking. And as the way to a Saiyan's heart, or any part of his body for that matter, was through his stomach, and his tastebuds, Gohan wouldn't be surprised if Vegeta would hug him in joy to welcome him.
Soon the big yellow dome of CC headquarters appeared in view and Gohan landed in the back yard. He barely had time to transform out of his Sayaman costume before being ambushed by two rampaging pint-sized demi-Saiyans.
From a Saiyan's point of view ambush was a rather strong term, for the friendly little attack, that was obviously just a break from the two kids sparring with each other. Gohan defended himself against their punches and kicks in a good natured sort of way, hitting back slightly, but not quite as hard as they were hitting.
"Now stop it guys." Gohan said when thought it had lasted long enough. "Or I won't be able to help Bulma cook later on."
The two younger Saiyans stopped their attack within a fraction of a second. Both of them still in mid-punch. Gohan chuckled a little. If you want anything from a Saiyan always aim for the food. He thought as he patted their heads on his way in.
The backdoor of the CC building led directly into the kitchen, and was therefore used as the family entrance. Bulma was still busy in the kitchen, putting the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher when Gohan walked in.
"Hi, Bulma." He called brightly.
"Hey Gohan." She responded turning around. "Aren't you a little early?"
"Well, I wanted to talk to you, or possibly Vegeta depending on how much you can help me."
"You have something you want to talk to Vegeta about? I can't say that doesn't intrigue me."
"Well, I'd rather talk to you, but it has to do with my Saiyan side, so unless Vegeta has told you what I want to know I'll have to go directly to the scource."
"You're making me curious Gohan." Bulma said in a teasing, but indeed very curious voice. "What's this all about?"
"Can we go somewhere more private to talk?"
"Sure. We'll go to my lab, his royal-highness knows better than to come in there without knocking."
I wonder what the penalty is, Gohan thought as they made their way to Bulma's private domain, the couch or shopping?
Bulma's lab was quite comfortable, not surprising considering the fact that she spent more time here than in any other room of the house.
There was even something that was more or less like a sitting area, with two couches, a comfortable chair and even a TV in one corner of the room. Bulma lead Gohan over there and set him down on one of the couches while she herself took the chair.
"Okay Gohan." She said. "Now tell me, what's this all about."
"Okay." He replied. "But first I want you to promise me you won't tell anyone. Not even my mother."
"No problem kid, now what is it?"
"Well, there's this girl at school, and I think I might be getting feelings for her as more than a friend." He said, slowly considering each word as he went.
"Yes," Bulma nodded, "so what's the problem?"
"The problem." Gohan said. "Is that I don't know how the Saiyan side of me will react to all of this. All I do know about Saiyans is that we do virtually everything by instinct, and it might be nice to know what I'm going to be up against, if I'm going to have to surpress those instincts."
"I see. Well, I can certainly help you, what I don't know from when Vegeta and I first got together, I know now, because I insisted that Vegeta explain it to me when I found out I was pregnant, I didn't want Trunks to have to fly blind if his father died."
"Well, my father did die, but from what I know even he didn't know the subject matter as well as you probably do now."
"You might be right about that." Bulma said. "Now the first thing I shoud warn you about is what you might call the Saiyan equivalent of puberty."
"But I've had puberty already haven't I?" Gohan asked confused.
"Not this type." Bulma said. "Believe me I'd have heard about it."
"Is it that bad?" Gohan felt as though he were inches away from spiraling to his death.
"Well bad... bad isn't exactly the word I'd choose, just intense. You see this part of the Saiyan maturing process can be triggered in one of two ways, first by aging, from what Vegeta tells me that trigger sets in at about 23 or 24 depending on the person, or by love, though in a Saiyan's case passion might be a more appropriate term. Now what you must remember with all of this is that we can't be sure about the way it's going to happen to you, you'll be the first demi-Saiyan to go through any of this. From what Vegeta tells me you'll be the first demi-Saiyan, not just on Earth, but since the beginning of the Saiyan's recorded history. Quite simply because it was considered beneath a Saiyan to mate outside of his or her species, and if it happened both the offending Saiyan and any half-breed offspring were killed."
"What a comforting thought." Gohan stated with irony in his voice.
"Don't worry about it too much right now." Bulma replied. "Saiyan history isn't the important part of this discussion, it's merely a sideline to illustrate some points. Now the hormone changes that occur as a result of love have some pretty severe effects on a Saiyan. From what Vegeta tells me you can expect your powerlevel to become at least 150% and possibly even 200% of what it usually is. With you already being a level 2 Super-Saiyan that should be interesting at the very least."
Interesting isn't the word I'd choose, Gohan thought, more like potentially world-wrecking.
"But you'll probably need to use the same control you normally need as a Super-Saiyan in your normal form.
Now let's see, what were the other effects. Oh yes, while your Ki will be stronger, you will have some extra weaknesses as well. One of them is the fact that your ability to concentrate will be less, which isn't very surprising with your hormonal systems running wild. Another will be that because of this lack of concetration, your Ki will at times serve to weaken your own body. I'm not quite sure how this works, but you may be more vulnerable."
Gohan's face turned into a look of pure terror at this, not only would he have to keep himself under control, but due to loss of concentration it would be damn near impossible and he would be more vulnerable than usual.
Bulma however continued with her explanation: "Now the biggest problem, at this stage and for that matter any other stage will be aggression, whatever happens to a Saiyan that has to do with love, it'll always make him more aggressive. There are usually some other behavioural changes as well, though Vegeta couldn't tell me exactly what they were.
I guess that about covers Saiyan puberty. Which brings us to the next point, mating."
"* cough * Mating!" Gohan's eyes bugged out at the word.
"Well, not just mating, it's the Saiyan term to use for everything and anything to do with physical intimacy. The most basic advice I can give you right now, is to be very careful. Mating instinct is awakened in Saiyan puberty, but it isn't driven by the same hormonal changes to do with love, but more by lust or passion." Bulma then went on to explain all about Saiyan mating instinct as Vegeta had told her.
Gohan and Bulma talked through most of the morning, and then made lunch together. Vegeta, though he would of course never admit it, did indeed seem glad to see Gohan. Cooking lunch for the four hungry Saiyans, because when it came to appetite demi-Saiyans definitely counted as full Saiyans, was no small project but with Gohan's help and Bulma's skills, that as Gohan had to admit had grown greatly since the first time she'd cooked for him, it was accomplished and all five of them sat down to eat. All four Saiyans eating more than three servings in the time it took Bulma to get the first few bites into her mouth, and none of them stopping until Bulma's plate was empty and they'd each had at least two dozen portions.
After they'd helped Bulma put the dishes into the dishwasher, Gohan and Goten left, Gohan changing into his Sayaman costume and Gohan hopping onto the flying Nimbus. The two of them heading for an afternoon of sparring in the woods around the Son house.
Videl meanwhile was having such an uneventful Sunday that she was beginning to think boring was to polite a word to use. She flipped past all 500 channels on the satelite TV system, and still wasn't able to find a single news-cast that didn't include at least one stupid, pointless item about her dad, that really wasn't news at all but seemed to be part of a world wide let's annoy Videl effort.
In the afternoon she had a bit of a workout in one of the training rooms, venting some of her anger on a punching bag, before going back to her room, to think.
Am I really falling for Gohan? She asked herself. And if so should I do something about it?
She was restless the entire afternoon, and even in the evening when her dad came home, she found that his annoying her wasn't enough to take her mind of the feelings that seemed to be developing inside her.
Videl slept uneasily that night, often she found herself halfway between sleeping and waking in a weird area of conciousness where she existed halfway between dreams, facts and fantasies. She remembered her fight with Gohan and couldn't help but be impressed, it wasn't just the way he'd fought her, it was the way he'd treated it, as if it were nothing special, as if he were nothing special, that she found impressive, and she had to admit very appealing. I wonder if he could beat me? She thought. It might just depend on who's having a good day and who's having a bad day. To bad he can't beat my dad, that might make my life a lot easier, though it probably wouldn't stop dad from telling me endless stories about his glorious past.
As she kept thinking back to their fight, she remembered how gentle his touch had felt, even when he hit her, though he only ever connected with her hands as she'd blocked everything.
Videl couldn't help a warm feeling from spreading inside her body as she thought of him. Maybe I am falling in love, she thought, but what will Erasa say, from the way she's been flirting with Gohan it seems she wants him too.
And then there is Gohan's ability to fight. We're finding out some unusual things about timid little Son Gohan, it's been quite a surprise.
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Hey this is Goku, next time on Life Is Strange I'll be watching things happening down on Earth with the help of King Kai, will this lead to even more unusual happenings, and will Gohan and Videl get even closer together, don't miss the next Chapter of Life Is Strange.
Ok. That's it for chapter three which I will now post by popular demand. I finished it last night actually, but it needed a little more touching up before posting (it's now 9:15 am CET), it'll take another couple of days at least to get the next chapter finished. I won't have a whole lof of time before Wednesday and though I've just introduced Goku to the story, with the next time on message, I really don't want to make another point of view if I don't need to, so that's going to take some thinking.
In the mean time please review. I love to hear from my readers.
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