Akutenshi Nakare Kyo Evil Angels Don't Cry

By Toku Tenshi

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, but I have beaten up the local fan girls in an attempt to 'claim' teen Gohan and mirai Trunks. Hey, it's better me than those rabid yaoi freshman. nods

Chapter 12: Zaiakukan Feelings of Guilt

"Miss Videl, your lunch guests are here," The maid said with a smile from the veranda's doorway.

"'Guests'?" Videl mumbled quietly, slightly confused. Erasa bounced through the open French doors and Videl gave her a questioning look. The brunette straightened her posture as the other guest followed his classmate. "G-Gohan!" Videl tried to mask her joy as just surprise and commanded her body to relax.

"I asked Gohan to tag along," Erasa explained as she plopped down on a plush patio chair. "You wouldn't be so rude as to throw out a hungry classmate, right?" Videl looked at her friend and swore she saw her eye twinkle.

"Right." The injured girl answered quietly, tearing herself from the odd look in Erasa's eyes. "So, what's going on in school?" Videl needed a normal topic to keep her mind from focusing on Gohan like it normally would do in her hours of solitude. It was like Gohan had somehow taken over her mind - was controlling her thoughts - and with Gohan sitting so close to her it seemed impossible to escape. Although evil in many aspects of its creation and use, school was a great topic for now.

Erasa leaned back and brushed her short hair with her fingers in an attempt to style it. "Well, nothing so different from the homework they send you... no big tests coming or anythi-iiIIIIING!" The blonde jumped to her feet suddenly with a horrified look on her face. "Th-th-the-!" Gohan and Videl blinked in unison. Erasa would have thought it was cute if it wasn't for the fact that... "The big essay's first draft is due tomorrow! I haven't started yet!"

"What!" The other two shouted and leaned forward - once again, would be cute if not for the impending doom of Erasa's grade. "How could you not start yet!" "Me neither, me neither!" The dark haired teens stopped and looked at each other.

"You haven't started yet, Videl?" Gohan settled back in his chair. "But I saw you researching in the library that day..."

Videl sunk back, not liking the sense of disapproval she picked up from her peer. "Yeah, I got some notes but, with all that's been going on, I hadn't had time to do much with it. All I have is the outline..." The girl traced her fingers along the hem of her sling with her head bowed. She didn't want to see the disappointment in Gohan's eyes. However, she did look up and was startled to see something completely different in those dark eyes. Shame.

"I'm sure you can get an extension on it Videl, but what about poor me!" Erasa's eyes were starting to water. "I have no excuse. I have my outline and thesis statement... maybe if I pull an all-nighter?" Erasa nodded to herself. "Yes, yes. And it's just the first draft, so it doesn't have to be perfect... hmm." The blonde drifted off into the fated frame of mind of a procrastinator - the point where they give their all in a desperate attempt to meet a deadline that was perfectly within reason in the first place.

"I guess I could do the same..." Videl mentally rummaged through the tid-bits of information she found about the 'heaven and earth fighting tournament' and sighed. Not enough for a 1,500 word essay. 'Maybe I could b.s. my way through it...'

"You couldn't pull an all-nighter; you're still too weak for that." Gohan jumped in, worry in his meek voice.

"I can, and I will!" Videl retorted with more force than she intended. "I'm just fine on my own; I don't need your protection." She huffed and turned her head away, but inside regret was trying to wiggle its way past her pride.

"I'll stop by and pick up your paper and other homework in the morning, 'kay?" Erasa offered and smiled as her friend nodded in agreement. Shortly after, the food arrived and the classmates started eating. Videl and Erasa had never had lunch with Gohan before so they didn't find it odd when the boy declined a second helping; after all, he didn't even finished what was on his plate.

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"Brotheerrrrrrr," Goten warned as Gohan walked in the front door. It was just getting dark outside and Chichi had been secretly fuming all day. Goten, being the good little brother he is, felt he should give Gohan the heads-up about the prowling mother. Gohan looked down and gave a weak smile before ruffling Goten's hair and heading upstairs.

"Just a moment, young man!" Chichi shouted with ringing authority from the top of the stairs. Her face was contorted in anger and she crossed her arms in an intimidating manner. Gohan froze, unsure of what he had done. Was it because he was getting home late? He had that Saiyaman excuse that Chichi usually accepted but something told him that being late wasn't the issue here. "Come with me." Chichi ordered and turned around. Gohan had little choice but to follow.

They soon arrived in Gohan's room, the same place he had intended on going. "Sit." Chichi barked and her son quickly sat on his bed, back straight, full attention on Chichi. "Good." The mother paced the floor a little, watching her son watch her. She stopped and placed her hands on her hips. "You lied and you swore."

Gohan stared at her.

"You said you were doing research, but you really knew that Miss Videl was in trouble, right? That's why you left in such a rush that night. You could feel her pain and fear couldn't you?" Gohan didn't know what Chichi was trying to accomplish by accusing him like this, but he gulped and nodded slowly.

"Fo-for some reason I suddenly got really worried. I might not have acted if it wasn't for that dream..."

"A premonition?" Chichi asked, slowly dropping her angry exterior.

"Kind of," Gohan looked at his hands. "I was underwater and then I heard this noise. The next thing I knew, Videl was sinking in the water, unconscious. I grabbed her and looked up, seeing a figure. I tried to get the figure but then I lost Videl. When I got to Videl's house that day I saw a car speeding away. I knew that if I went after it I'd lose Videl... because of the dream."

Chichi sighed and smiled softly, looking at her little boy and seeing his father. His father. Chichi frowned and turned away. Goku should be the one to explain all this... but even he was no expert. Someone should explain. The mother felt helpless and decided to move along. "I see, I see. Now to the next item." Gohan looked up as his mother turned around and snatched his ear firmly. "You swore! I heard your 110 call on TV, mister, and I must say that I am sorely disappointed. Did you know that Goten was in the room when it came on TV? Honestly, some example." Chichi tugged on the ear and Gohan scrambled to his feet. She dragged the teen to the bathroom and grabbed the slippery object. Gohan's eyes widened in horror as Chichi yanked him to his knees, grabbed his head firmly, and started to wash his mouth out with soap.

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SA: Hmmm, kinda late in coming, but I think it works. I don't really have many readers, do I. shrug No biggie, this isn't really my main fic.

I don't know if I mentioned this yet or not, but 110 is the Japanese 911, or so I here. (Read about it from a detective Conan scanlation )