After Gohan had turned his head in the direction of the individual stood over the two of them, Videl continued to stare at his handsome face, his warm hands still holding her body close. She too was remembering back to the old days, and their current situation reminded her a great deal of the nights as well.
The feel of his fingers interwoven between her strands of silky hair was ever so familiar to the young woman, his other hand in a similarly familiar position, causing her to arch her back into him, creating yet more bodily contact between the two of them.
She relished the feel of those large hands on her body, remembering how she had always been so amazed as to how rough and calloused they appeared, but how they were able to move over her skin with such delicacy and intricacy, always gently caressing her in all of the right spots.
Internally, her stomach was doing flips and her heart racing, but her mind was shouting at her.
Things between them had ended for a good reason, and she constantly told herself that she was happy that they were no longer together. It was for the best that they were apart. At least that was her mind's point of view, this way was the intelligent way. Besides, she had someone else now.
Her heart, however, was telling her something else. Why did it matter what had happened all of those years ago? They could start afresh. The voice of her heart was telling her one important thing; 'you're still in lov-'
"Don't say it." She whispered, not meaning to do so out loud.
Gohan turned his head back in her direction. "What?" He said, sounding slightly alarmed at her words. He wasn't going to say anything.
Instead of replying with words, she forced herself to get out of this position. Rapidly, she raised the knee that rested between his legs into his groin.
Gohan suddenly lurched forward. With a resounding "Oof!", he groaned while rolling from atop her, onto his back clutching at himself, the unbearable pain too much for him to handle. The men in the area winced, understanding his torment at the time.
Videl, known as Officer Satan to the majority of people in the area, stood up gracefully, dusting her black uniform off while doing so. She peered down at him as he writhed in agony. Maybe she had been a little harsh. The man had just saved her life after all.
Feeling a bit sorry for him, she stared down at his face, waiting to catch his eye. He now looked as though he was just putting on a show and she was about to give him another good kick when he began to move into a sitting position, his partner checking on him. She looked down to him, her apologies evident in her eyes.
"Thanks." She almost whispered to him when she saw the look in his eyes. It was the same look she would see often back in the days when they were together, one that she couldn't put into words. It simply seemed a look that was meant for only the two of them to share.
She turned away hastily, striding over to the crime scene with a heavy blush still present on her face.
Gohan stood up quickly, staring at her retreating form. As the female had done before him, he brushed himself off, and rolled up the sleeves to his white shirt. "What do we have then Ezra?"
"The usual. High powered criminal, dead, one bullet. It's Barthez, French origin. You remember him?" He replied in his deep voice, the hairs in his beard moving frantically as he spoke.
"Yeah, we almost had him last year."
"Anyway, on to more important stuff."
"Like what?" Gohan asked, perplexed at what could possibly be more important than this.
"About you and that fox Satan!"
Gohan sent him a furious glare at bringing up the topic once again, as he did at least once a week. "That is hardly important business Ezra. There has just been a murder after all."
"Oh come on, I saw the look between you two. Either something is going to happen, or it already has." He turned away scratching his chin as Gohan fixed his gaze once more on the beauty as she engaged in conversation with her uniformed colleagues. He wondered if she got the third degree about their rumoured relationship off people just like he did.
"We were in the same year as each other in the academy." He spoke wistfully.
"You were? Any more details?" He probed.
"Let's just leave it at that, shall we?" He ended their conversation right there, unwilling to share any more details of his past life.
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Gohan and Ezra entered the motel room, gliding underneath the police tape, and Gohan instantly began searching for something, anything. He began clicking his fingers on his right hand, a trait picked up when he had been in university at fifteen, and got flustered at every last detail, always misplacing objects without his mother's guidance. The clicking just seemed to focus his mind.
Usually this worked every time, or at least it used to until he came onto this case. It was the toughest thing he had ever taken on, but he and Ezra were sure that they would eventually be able to crack it. After a good search, without even spotting a hair, fingerprint or even a sign of a slight struggle, he decided to leave it to the scene of the crime officers and their modern technology.
The two of them walked down the stairs, discussing what little information they had, and in doing so, Gohan didn't notice the woman waiting patiently at the foot of the staircase. As Gohan turned, he was caught off guard and dropped the pen that he had been twirling between his fingers.
He bent down quickly to retrieve it. He cursed himself for his ineptitude that he still had with unfamiliar, beautiful women. Grasping the pen tightly, he turned his gaze upwards and saw a long black skirt hugging the long legs of the female in question. He rose slowly, his eyes travelling past an hourglass figure of wide hips and a thin waist, and cleavage peering at him through the mostly unbuttoned pink blouse underneath a smart suit. As he stood to his full height, he saw her face clearly.
She was beautiful, with vibrant green eyes, but she wore a little too much make up for his taste, and the platinum blonde dyed hair suited her but along with the overwhelming make up made her seem far too unnatural. She looked a bit too much like a barbie doll in Gohan's eyes.
She stood almost as tall as he did, which added more to her 'unrealness'. "May I ask just what is going on here?" She questioned in a formal, educated manner, but not at all sounding condescending. Her eyes seemed to flirt with him though, completely disagreeing with the formality that the words spoke of.
Why was she asking him? There were numerous police men and women swarming over the area, and she chose him to question. "Um, I'm sorry, I'm not really at liberty to divulge that sort of information, Ma'am."
"Well, I was staying here last night, I'm on business you see, and I may of seen something." She cocked her head to the side in a way that Gohan didn't think could get much more seductive. His mind and heart suddenly forced a face into his minds eye, which brought a smile to his lips. He looked over to where she now stood.
He caught her eye for a fleeting moment, and suddenly felt bad for just talking with this flirtatious woman. Videl averted her eyes from his own quickly, obviously not wanting him to know that she had been looking right at him for quite a while now, and that she was feeling a considerably large pang of jealousy and anger towards that other woman that appeared to have captured him under her spell.
Gohan seemed to know exactly what she was thinking, and thought that perhaps he would be able to capitalise on this. He didn't think that she had ever seen him with another woman, and this could be a perfect opportunity to flare up her jealousy.
"Well, is there anything of importance that you can think of?"
She looked to be in deep thought for a few moments, until she answered. "Nothing springs to mind right now."
"Well, if anything comes up, just give me a call." He made a fairly big show of getting his card out and handing it to her, making sure that any prying blue eyes might spot the transaction.
"OK, thanks. I'll call you sometime..." She looked down at he name on the card. "...Detective Son." She turned on her heel, and walked away just like that, swinging her hips as she went. Once she was out of earshot, Ezra spoke up.
"What the hell was that about Gohan?"
"What are you talking about?"
"That was very unlike you. You never mix business with pleasure. And it isn't like that was the first time you've had a beautiful woman come up to you like that. What was so special about her?"
"Are you blind! Did you not see her?" He replied, shocked at his partner's actions.
"For one, you have had even better looking women than that ask you out, and for another, I know that you've had better."
"What do you mean?"
"Officer Satan." He answered simply.
"What about her?"
"Well, you've had her before haven't you?"
"No...You don't think..." He managed to stutter out. "We never..."
"I don't know what there is between the two of you, and to be honest, now I see that you are in such deep denial about this, maybe I don't want to know. What I do know is that blondie was pretty suspicious. You are hailed as one of the greatest detectives in the city, yet you couldn't even get a name out of her. I know how bad you are with very good looking women but even you manage to learn someone's name, even when you are turning down incredible looking women."
"That's crazy talk." The younger man said.
"And what was a well dressed, sophisticated and high powered woman doing alone in a dump like this." He waved his hand around in a circle above his head to emphasise the point and the he strode off, leaving the young detective with plenty of food for thought.
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Later that day, in the early evening, Gohan and Ezra returned to the station after a hard day of driving around accomplishing what some might call nothing. The bureaucrats in the force had many other phrases for that, damage control was one, intelligence gathering was another.
It wasn't that they weren't trying, this guy was just too good. Gohan felt his pride and dignity taking a bashing every day this went on, and on some level he hoped that this guy might actually be a woman. Being beaten like this by another man didn't feel too good. But maybe getting beaten by a girl would be worse.
They just thanked their lucky stars that it wasn't innocents being murdered in clod blood, but hardened and dangerous criminals who probably got what was coming to them anyway.
As they wandered dejectedly through the main doors, they spotted a commotion going on in the foyer. A large, or more accurately gigantic man was being restrained by half a dozen uniformed police officers.
"I need to speak with Detective Son!" He bellowed in a deep voice that matched his stature, shaking the young female receptionist even through the plexiglass window.
Gohan and Ezra groaned. This was one of their 'friends'. A man with such deep criminal ties that it was a wonder the two hadn't thrown him in jail yet. Maybe it was the fact that he was giving five fully grown men and one proficient female martial artist a fair fight. He must have seen his target out of the corner of his eye and he swung around sharply, knocking all but one of his assailants off his bulky body, his mane of long black hair twisting behind him.
The one who still had a firm grip tried to gain a stronger hand hold on his upper arm, but found it to be of no use. The large male simply swung around again, moving closer to the wall. "Get off me, bitch!" He yelled, as she went crashing into the stone wall, his elbow firmly planted on her cheek. Her grip fell limp, and she slumped down onto the floor as a number of her colleagues went to check on her.
Now free of his restraints, the large fellow calmly walked towards Gohan, completely unaware that he had just assaulted six police officers, one of them now seriously injured. "Gohan, I have to tell you something right away."
The man seemed a little slow on this day of all days, and completely missed the look of seething anger in the eyes of the one that he was addressing, and the doom that awaited him. So he completely missed the fist that shattered his left cheek bone, spraying blood all over one wall of the main police department of Orange Star. He fell to the ground like a sack of bricks, a loud thud echoing around the hallway.
The look of anger quickly vanished from Gohan's face. He hated fighting and getting angry, and he hated hurting people, especially people that he cared about or liked. Despite all appearances, this brute of a man had actually helped Gohan out a lot in the past and Gohan respected him for that. His actions just moments before definitely called for what he got though, he would wake up in a few hours anyway.
"Get him in a cell." He said, shaking his head. Three men proceeded to drag him into the holding area, a place that hopefully keep him locked down, a job that they had been unable to do.
Gohan turned his attention to the woman that was now on her feet, albeit rather shakily. He walked over, ignoring the smirk on Ezra's face, and moved close to her as the others backed away from her. Her temper was legendary and she was known not to accept help.
"You'd better go check that out Videl." The young receptionist said.
"I'll be fine thanks Setsuka." Apparently this was one person that Videl could stand.
"She's right you know." She could barely move a muscle as she felt his large hand caress over the swollen wound, his soft touch surveying the damage. Why did it have to be him that always turned up to save her? It infuriated her and she just felt that it gave him more to work with against her. But she knew deep down that she enjoyed knowing that he was taking care of her, keeping her safe.
She felt a jolt in her stomach as she realised that this was the second time in a day that he had touched her and held her like this, almost intimately. "You should sit down."
"I'm fine." She replied in an adamant tone.
Without listening to her protests, he opened the unlocked door of the room behind her, a simple, small meeting room. He motioned for her to sit on the edge of the table and he closed the door behind him. Rumour, most likely started by Ezra himself, said that there was something going on, but most people didn't even know that the two knew more than each .other's name.
He turned back towards her and crouched down a little to get a better look at her injury. It didn't look too serious, just a flesh would, nothing was broken, unlike the face of the one that had done this to her.
"How have you been?" He asked tentatively.
"All right." She said in much the same manner. "How's your mother?" Taking the subject away from herself.
"She keeps asking about you. Goten asks too. He's a teenager now but he still doesn't understand. You remember what he was like as a kid."
She laughed a little at some distant memory of Gohan and his little brother. "I'm seeing someone." She blurted out.
"What? Who?" The thought of someone else with her made his blood boil once again, and she seemed to sense this within him.
"Don't worry, we haven't..." That was a lie but she knew that he had been with his fair share of women since they split up years ago.
"It's only a matter of time though isn't it." His eyes travelled down her face and rested on a spot on the left hand side of her neck that was currently covered by her uniform. As he did this she absent mindedly raised a hand up to the same spot, running her fingertips along the skin underneath. "Is it still there?"
"Of course it is. I expect that I'll never lose that." Her tone was bitter-sweet.
"I should hope not. I don't fully understand why I did it, but I have my theories."
"So you have some theories as to why you bit me at one of the most inappropriate times possible in either of our lives? Anyway, I don't see why I should tell any of this to you, we were finished years ago. I can do whatever I like!"
"No you can't." He stated coolly.
"And why not?"
"Because you are mine."
"I am yours am I? I didn't think that I belonged to anyone but myself."
"Yes, as I am yours. We belong together but you continue to fight it."
"No more than you. I saw you with that woman."
"So you were watching were you?" He asked gleefully, glad that his little plan worked out rather well.
"It was hard not to. The way she was flaunting herself all over you. How disgusting. I can't believe that you were actually attracted to her."
"So you would rather I focus my attraction on you?"
"Of course not! Now come on Gohan, I think that we have spoken quite enough."
"Yes, I agree." And without warning, he pulled her close and into a passionate kiss. She fought back with her arms for a few moments before succumbing to his strong embrace around her and familiar taste of his lips on her own. Soon however, she regained her senses and realised that there was someone that she was supposed to be faithful to. What was his name again...?
With what was almost a scream, she forced their bodies apart, both of them flushed from the kiss and their argument beforehand, and she rushed hurriedly out of the door.