Life after deaths
By BlueNightGVZ2341
Disclaimer: Don't own it at all, that's why they call it Fanfiction
A/N: Thank you for all your wonderful reviews, I love reading them. I would like to congratulate Mystic4 Gohan for being my hundredth reviewer thanks you very much!I'm sorry to say that this story will not go above the T rating. I won't be writing a lemon but there might be a slight lime (maybe). There are a few reasons why I won't:One- I don't want many people to stop reading the story because of the high rating.Two- I can't write them (I could, but I don't think it fits this story) So please enjoy this chapter and R&R.
Chapter Twelve
"G-g-goku," Bulma gulped trying to make sure what she heard was correct, "Y-yo-you and Chi-Chi are coming back?"
"Yep," he simply replied.
"I can't believe it," she said to her self as she began to feel lightheaded.
Vegeta stood there stone faced, he was less than thrilled at his old adversary returning. There had always been a grudge against Kakarot, but over the time where Gohan had lived with them, his hatred towards the Saiyan moron had grown immensely.
Gohan had normally confided in him when his parents' deaths bothered him and the boy's cries did not fall on death ears.
The Saiyan Prince listened intently to every word that Gohan uttered and took it to heart.
That is what grew Vegeta's loathing of Kakarot to a new level. How careless he was to his eldest son astounded him, not that the Prince didn't showed great sympathy for Goten but he did more so for Gohan. The true reason that the once Dark Prince was repulsed at a certain spiky haired pureblood was the fact that Gohan was that clown's child and not his own.
He wished that he could have fathered Gohan, over his years on earth he had softened and grown attached to Gohan like he was in a way his own son. He was actually proud that it was him who surpassed him rather than Kakarot.
"So what do you think Vegeta," Goku inquired his happy go lucky tone expressed.
"Well it will be nice to crush you again," the Prince grimaced as he crossed his arms over his bare chest.
The blue haired scientist shook her head, "Don't mind him Goku. He's just tired, he's been training too hard lately."
Vegeta snorted at his mate's response, "Hardly."
"Cool, I can't wait to see how much stronger you've become Vegeta."
The Prince didn't care to exchange anymore words with his rival.
"So how's Gohan?" Goku chuckled.
Bulma paused, she didn't know what she could say, she didn't want to blunt with the truth, she couldn't imagine telling her childhood friend, "Sorry Goku you're son doesn't love you, Vegeta's replaced you."
She truly wanted him to understand that his choices were destined to have consequences, she admired his ability to never being able to see any evil or cruelty unless it stood in the flesh as an enemy bent on destroying the world. "He's doing good," she answered. "That's good, has he been training?"
"Yeah, he's been training a lot lately," the blue haired scientist replied. There was a long pause that was so quiet a pin dropping could be heard.
"So I guess I'll see you when the tournament comes!" Goku explained.
"See you then Goku," Bulma exclaimed with a fake smile lingering on her face.
"Bye." Goku's voice then disappeared after that, the room once again became silent as the two stood there soaking in what they just heard.
"So," Bulma said, breaking the gauche silence.
"How are we going to tell Gohan?"
Vegeta shrugged and as he made his custom cold remark, "I don't see the point in telling him, let him find out himself when that clown returns with his harpy of a mate."
Bulma slapped Vegeta across the face. The blow didn't even leave a trace of pain or redness, the Prince cocked his head back to facing her, "My last remark still stands."
"You have some hell of a nerve Vegeta." "I'm telling the truth, ask the brat, he'll agree with me, neither of us want to see that third class scum walk this earth anymore," he indicated bluntly.
Bulma sighed; she was too tired to counter that statement with one of her own, "Fine. I don't want to talk about this anymore tonight, I'm too exhausted, hopefully in the morning, when Gohan is home we can all eat breakfast like a normal family." Vegeta snorted, "Whatever."
She frowned at his dismissive attitude of her wishes to be a happy family.
"Are you coming to bed?" she asked with a heavy sigh, she would at least once like to go to bed knowing her husband was next to her, even if he would leave as soon as she was in a deep slumber.
He studied her face, reading all the emotions like a book, he knew that she was sad and he felt himself pity her.
His face actually lingered a soft smile as he approached her, "Yes."
Bulma smiled meekly as he extended his hand, "Shall we?"
The blue haired heiress blushed as her spouse wrapped his strong arm around her slender waist as they headed for bed, all their worries abandoned them at the door as they finally fell asleep one night in each other's arms.
Back in Mount Paoz Videl and Gohan were still in the middle of their talk.
Videl was genuinely in shock, to hear that she had fallen in love with a half-alien from a warrior race really defeated Cell and is the strongest being in the universe stunned her.
"Wow," she gasped, as she looked his dead in the eyes.
"Is that a good wow or a bad wow?" the Demi-Saiyan inquired.
"U-um," she began seeing the mixed emotions Gohan had right now, "Good wow."
The half-breed hung his head down laughing in a way to show his easiness, "That's a relief."
"So you moved to Capsule Corp. when you were eleven?" Videl inquired in an enticed way.
"Yep, after-she-died I went to Bulma, she offered me a place in her home, I could never repay her for what she's done for me, only my gratitude I guess."
She merely nodded, not knowing if words would help the situation or not.
He looked back at her his eyes glazed over like tears were close. This stunned her, Gohan as far as she knew that he was impenetrable to outward signs of emotions, the fact of him maybe crying openly seemed unfathomable.
The Demi-Saiyan was far from tears but thinking about his parents only brought up a mixed feeling of anguish and torment. His grief and guilt over their death had now morphed into an angrier form.
Mostly of his buffoon of a father, if his ignorant attitude hadn't made him think that he was the cause of all the stuff that ever happened to earth, him and his mother would still be living on this earth.
His ignorant view on things was completely unsound, many of the scum that did attack earth had come to kill him but others didn't. Did Cell attack earth because of him?
Nope, he wanted to achieve his perfect form.
Did Vegeta come to earth to kill him? No, he came for the Dragonballs.
True the majority did rule in favor of his joker of a father's assumption but even if every single villain came to destroy him it still shouldn't make him abandon his family.
The raven-haired beauty cupped Gohan's face in her hands, "Even if you are an alien Gohan," she began softly, "I still love you, more than ever."
"Videl," he whispered softly as he pulled her onto his lap, "I love you too."
His lips caught hers in a tender kiss as he pulled her head closer to his own with one hand. She pressed her body against his sturdy form flooding the kiss with more passion.
Standing up, with Videl wrapping both of her legs around his thin waist the Demi-Saiyan walked over to the couch where they continued the heated kiss.
After they broke it Gohan continued down her ivory colored neck.
A quiet moan of pleasure creased Videl's lips as he began kissing her collarbone, letting the black strap of her tank top to become limp on her arm.
Gohan finally felt his human half surrender to the overbearing might of the Saiyan genes, he became engulfed in his instincts that made his want to take Videl that second.
The half-breed teen ceased and faced Videl, they both were a tad out of breathe.
"Are you sure your want to do this I mea-?" he asked, wanting to have her full consent before doing anything against her will. She smiled seductively as she kissed him with an incomparable passion.
After she parted and looked enticingly at the Demi-Saiyan she purred in his ear, "Gohan, I love you, you are the only one I ever want to be with."
Gohan merely smirked as he kissed her again as he began to grab the bottom of his shirt pulling it over his head. The half-breed followed suit with Videl's shirt, helping her lift the flimsy tank top over her head as it fell to the ground. It laid abandoned next to where the Demi-Saiyan's had been discarded leaving only a white bra that clashed with the color of her skin.
His hand was entangled within her now free hair from it's stiffing ponytail, the other hand of his was grasping her hips.
She let her hands roam all over his bare torso massaging the tight muscles that accentuated it, her hands eventually rested on his shoulders sitting up with both her legs straddling his waist.
Gohan's tongue stroked Videl's lips queuing her to open her mouth for his entrance.
The half-breed decided to take this to a place more comfortable picking her up with him they entered the bedroom where he lifted Videl effortlessly with his hands over to the bed.
He lowered her gently covering her petite form with his bare chest.
They stayed stuck in one long kiss as they each became submerged into a form of ecstasy that nothing could ever compare to.
The next morning in the heart of West City Bulma awoke to behold that indeed her Prince was next to her, sleeping soundly. She knew that he had pulled off all-nighters on more than one occasion lately, he must have been exhausted.
The Blue-haired scientist got up trying her best not to disturb her mate.
"Don't go," he muttered through the muffling his pillow provided. She smiled as his midnight eyes opened slowly while he pulled her over to him for a soft kiss.
"I'm glad that you're here," she whispered as felt herself being pulled closer to him. Their faces grew closer and closer as Bulma closed her eyes anticipating the much yearned for kiss. "Mom. Dad," Trunks and Goten exclaimed as they ran into their rooms.
"Trunks, Goten!" Bulma shrieked as she pulled her satin bed sheets tightly around her. "What the hell are you brats doing in here?" Vegeta demanded his glares sending daggers through the two Demi-Saiyans. Both boys gulped before for either of them uttered a word.
"What do you need?" Bulma asked as sweetly as she could, her disappointment however was still bluntly detectable.
"It's Gohan," they began; their clashing words were barely graspable.
"He's not here."
Back over in the 439 Mountain Area Videl laid naked on top of Gohan, a pale sheet covered them as Gohan stroked her hair, admiring the beauty before him. Her silky hair felt wonderful underneath his worn hands as he continued to run his fingers through it.
He never wanted to move, he felt totally at peace with Videl in his grasp, her tiny figure fit perfectly in his strong arms.
As the Demi-Saiyan inhaled and exhaled he observed Videl's body gently rising and falling.
The small opening in the window shades let the bright sun light shine through causing Gohan to squint his eyes at the brightness. "G'morning," Videl said in a dazed mumbled as he lifted her head facing Gohan.
She brushed her lips gently against his own before she good get a response out of him.
They both sat up when Videl's blood ran cold, "What time is it?" Gohan blinked at the brightness that was the more detectable at this level. The Demi-Saiyan stood up and pulled on his boxers where they had been discarded while reaching for his phone, 8:58 it read. "Shit," he cursed under his breath as he faced the flustered daughter of the champ.
"It's almost nine."
"Are you serious."
Videl panicked hopping up to retrieve her clothes, after she pulled her sweat pants back on she searched frantically for her shirt, "Where is it?"
"Over there," Gohan gasped, he knew from experience of that time he turned into an SS3 that you shouldn't come home late like this. He wouldn't be surprised if the swat team was searching everywhere for him; Bulma's over protectiveness had severely doubled after his attack.
That certainly would worry the blue-haired scientist more than anything could. The raven-haired beauty returned a second later clad in her attire that she wore last evening.
Trying to act somewhat composed Gohan smirked as he pulled her closer to him. "I didn't give a proper 'Good morning' did I?" he inquired, his smirk he had picked up from Vegeta was worn properly.
"I don't think you did," she answered as she felt her mouth covered by Gohan's lips. She let a muffled groan of pleasure escape her lips as Gohan's hands roamed around her body.
He finally pulled back, reluctantly; "We should get home."
Finally reality came into place for her as well, "Damn, you're right." "I could take you back but-" Videl let a finger rest on Gohan's lips before speaking up yourself, "I could take my Jet Chopper back, I know that you have to get home too." "It's no problem, I'm in enough trouble right now as it is, a few more minutes won't make any difference."
Videl giggled slightly as they went back through the house trying to clean up a little, Gohan's Grandfather would sometimes come over to make sure everything was okay there, the Demi-Saiyan certainly didn't want him to stumble upon the tiny mess they made last night.
Gohan's suavely scooped her up in his arms he began to fly. "Can I ask you a favor?" she asked meekly.
"Sure." "Would you mind turning into the Gold Figh-, I mean Super Saiyan for me?"
His questioning gaze vanished after hearing a request from his girlfriend, "I don't see why not."
Videl watched in anticipating the transformation she finally had the explanation for. She could feel Gohan's body get warmer as his hair flashed and turned in the somewhat famous 'Gold Fighter.'
He gazed down with his turquoise orbs at her gawking expression her mouth was agape, a small smile of satisfaction replaced the dazzled expression soon after.
She took one of her hands off the secure resting-place of his shoulder and ran her hand through his blonde locks. His hair felt even more gravity defying than before, she replaced her hand on his shoulder as she tucked her head against his warm chest.
"Videl, Videl," Gohan whispered gently in her ear, "Wake up."
The raven-haired crime fighter awoke with a startle before realizing where she was. "We're at your house now," he said in the same soft tone.
"Thanks Gohan, I appreciate it, a lot."
"No problem, come by Capsule Corp later for your flying lessons," he instructed as he began to float away.
"I will," she replied as her lover flew off into the brightness, she then felt a wave a reality hit her, she had spent the night with a guy and slept with him. She couldn't believe it, this was so unplanned and so unlike her.
Videl had never been in love before, sure of course she had kissed a guy before but never had considered having sex with them let alone doing it.
That was something she thought she would wait to do until marriage, not with a guy she was really furious with two days earlier. Overall she had known Gohan a mere six months.
That is a while but for her that felt way too quick, they had been friends for five of those six months so in one months she accomplished all that.
In a way she felt dirty, she wondered if he would regret it, maybe this was just a one-night stand or something.
Probably Gohan had been with a lot of girls before, judging by the way he looks it wouldn't surprise her if he had tons of girls throwing themselves at him.
What if he didn't love her, maybe he thought it would be funny to pursue her just to see if she would fall for him, what if he just getting over someone and she was a rebound girl?
Finally after numerous thoughts like that flew around her head she tried to grasp a little more at reality. Gohan had told her he loved her, he was so passionate, he was honest with her, but in the back of her mind she couldn't help but wonder if any of those things she thought about were true.
Gohan continued to fly to Capsule Corp. unpleasant visions of Bulma's reaction to his late arrival kept appearing in his head. Trying to shake them Gohan thought of Videl, thinking of her could make facing down Cell enjoyable.
The yellow dome building was coming into view as the half-breed felt Vegeta, Trunks and Goten's Ki's already awake. He landed a few blocks away from Capsule Corp. so he could walk there without drawing much attention to himself, he strolled down the street casually both his hands in his jean pockets.
A small tuff of black hair fell in front of his face as usual while he wrapped his brown jacket around his white and brown long sleeve shirt, as the crisp spring air became more detectable.
He normally took this way home coming back from school it was peaceful the walk and it was more tranquil than usual seeing it was still early on Saturday. Finally after crossing the street Gohan reached the Yellow Dome reading "Capsule Corp." in big black letters across the front. Lazily he walked through the empty doorway across to a secluded elevator marked private, after punching in his password the door opened and in he stepped. Running his hand through his unruly hair he looked up towards the ceiling, he had no idea how he was going to talk his way out of this mess of a situation.
There was a light beep sound signaling to the Demi-Saiyan that he had reached his floor as the door opened up to an empty living room. He knew that the four others were close, he decided to stay there and just wait, nothing good would come from hiding and later being found.
Using his Saiyan hearing her the footsteps of someone in high heels, Bulma. He sat in a chair his head hung as he felt her Ki now present in the room.
He continued to have his gazed fixed on the floor, he didn't need to see Bulma's look, he could feel it was a very pissed off one. "Where were you?" she asked in a very calm and composed tone.
Gohan slowly looked up only to be met with a sharp hand smacking his cheek; he turned his head slightly, as the spot became a tad bit red. He looked up to see Bulma with fresh tears leaving lines of moisture on her face.
She began to scold him for coming home so late, for a time that felt like forever he listened to her rant about the numerous punishments he received, but if he could do this all over again, he still would have done the same thing.
A few days later Videl sat in her room dreadfully bored, she sat reclined in a chair while gazing out the window. He thoughts kept drifting back to a certain half-breed teenager who she was quiet infatuated with.
The raven-haired crime fighter kept thinking about Gohan's proposition of flying lessons, she missed him so much that it made this already tempting idea even more enticing than before.
She quickly pulled on a white and gray baseball shirt over her tank top and jogged over to the balcony pulling out a Capsule containing her Jet Chopper.
Videl silently mused to herself how in a few days she wouldn't need this trifle vehicle ever again, it appeared and hovered in front of her before she entered through the driver's side as she flew off towards West City.
Her heart pounded as the door opened, she felt the strong urge to throw her arms around the person behind it, thinking it was Gohan.
The young teen's impulse was to powerful and she did it lunging forward when the door opened, only to land face first on the hardwood floors that blanketed Capsule Corp.
She looked up to see gazing down at her a short boy clad in a t-shirt that had 'Capsule Corp.' in big black letters accompanied with a pair of black shorts among a mess of black hair that greatly resembled that of Gohan's.
"Um," the boy began staring in confusion at the fallen female, "Can I help you?" Videl stood up a light blush of embarrassment spread across her soft cheeks; "I'm looking for Gohan, is he here?" Immediately the boy's expression of puzzlement vanished and a sly grin replaced it, "Are you his girlfriend?"
"Well…" she began. She wasn't sure if they ever called each other that but she technically was "Yeah, I guess I am." "
Well, he's been grounded, him and I are all along right now. Come on," Goten chirped as he spun around waving his hand for Videl to follow as the young woman followed.
The spiky haired youth led her through numerous hallways until stumbling on a glass door. The youngest Demi-Saiyan outstretched his hand ushering Videl in, who paused for a minute than finally opened the door.
Timidly she observed the surrounding it was a beautiful courtyard that was covered wall to wall with plants and hundreds of different flowers.
She felt her heart skip a beat as she observed the tranquility of the scene, the sun grazed her soft features as it shone from the glass ceiling above them.
"Videl?" a surprised voice behind her questioned. She spun around quickly to see Gohan looking in confusion, at her then to little Goten, before he could say anything the young boy quickly interjected.
"I'm going to leave so you two can get all 'Kissy-Kissy'," Goten explained in his innocent voice.
A light blush covered both the lover's faces as the child's virtuosity spoke too much of the truth.
"Goten," his big brother said in a dangerous tone while shooting his brother a glare. Goten gulped as he slowly sneaked out of the courtyard, leaving the two teens alone.
Gohan now returned his gaze back to Videl a small grin lingering on his thin lips. She took this time to admire Gohan's shirtless form, slightly drooling over his sexy torso, after feeling his stare she shot her head up trying to hide her embarrassment. "I came to take you up on your flying lesson," she exclaimed proudly as she looked into his soft eyes.
"So you wanna learn how to fly huh?" he asked slinging his arm over her shoulder pulling her close next to him.
Videl giggled at Gohan's playful nature, "Yes." "Well I think that can be arranged," he said slyly stopping in place only to throw his arms around his waist, "It'll cost you though."
"Oh really?" Videl played along tracing circles on Gohan's chest with her index finger, "I don't really think money is a problem." "Actually I'm not talking about money," he whispered huskily in her ear, his hand sliding under her shirt.
"What did you have in mind?"
His lips were about to catch her own before the sound of a nearby door slammed, a low grumble of anger mixed in with a feminine voice that pierced the halls, "Gohan, Goten we're home!"
End of Chapter Twelve
A/N: Hoped you like that chapter! It took a little while longer because I recently had my aunt passed away :'(. Next chapter will be the tournament, and yes Chi-Chi and Goku will be returning for the festivities. There was slight bit of Bulma and Vegeta in there:). I hope you all keep your eyes out for the next chapter, which will be up around next week or so. Please R&R for this chapter. You all rock my socks
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