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"So, Goku," Chi-Chi began, a smile on her pale features, "what do you think of Videl so far?"
Goku grinned at her, his dark eyes shining. "She seems very polite and nice, and she's a fighter," he replied. "Gohan seems really happy to be with her, too. She kinda reminds me of you, Chi."
She grinned at her husband's statement. "Well, thank you, Goku," she smiled, seasoning a piece of meat as she also protectively watched her youngest son from the window. He was playing outside without a care in the world, another sight that made her smile.
The half-Saiyan teenager had left the house a few minutes ago with his girlfriend to bring her back to her home. When they had arrived at Mount Paozu, Goten had instantly jumped into his father's arms, happily hugging him—it was also then that Goten suddenly noticed the way that Gohan and Videl were holding hands. As such, the little boy learned about their relationship right then and there, and was extremely happy at the fact that Videl was going to be his 'big sister' soon. Gohan and Videl had both blushed, still remembering their rather awkward conversation with Vegeta and Bulma before, causing Goku and Chi-Chi to laugh.
Goku had also told Gohan about the odd flash of that emotion, of that pure, undulating hatred. He had felt it, as well, and, after a quick mental call to Piccolo, it was confirmed that the two Namekians on the Lookout had felt the odd surge as well. However, they all resolved not to tell anyone else of what they had felt—they didn't want to cause any unnecessary worry, and would prepare for the possible threat by themselves without bringing fear to their loved ones.
"Both of them remind me of us a bit," Chi-Chi continued as she prepared dinner for her boys. She heard laughter outside; she smiled fondly, looking out the window to see Goten flying around, chasing a butterfly eagerly. He always loved to chase butterflies.
"How?" Goku asked, curiously raising his eyebrow at his wife. He, too, was in the kitchen, sitting on one of the chairs as he leaned it back at bit, his arm resting on the back of another chair.
The raven-haired woman smiled a bit more, now turning to face Goku slightly. "Well, for one, they're both fighters, and participated in the Tournament, like we had done. And they way that they're acting reminds me of the way we acted after we became engaged." She fondly smiled as she reminisced. "I still remember when you thought marriage was a type of food," she told him, shaking her head. "I don't think that can ever be forgotten."
Goku chuckled, remembering it as well. "Yeah, well, I didn't know about a lot of things. You remember how I had to check to make sure someone was a girl or a boy?"
Chi-Chi let out a slight snort in response. "Oh, do I remember that," she muttered with an eye-roll, remembering that certain encounter. If Goku hadn't been as obviously innocent as he had been, she would've thought he was a molester, after hearing all the things he'd done.
The Saiyan let out a laugh. "I remember how angry you were when I didn't recognize you at the Tournament—you looked so different from the Chi-Chi that I remembered, though. And I remember the wedding…our honeymoon, and when we had Gohan…it was amazing."
Chi-Chi smiled, a slightly forlorn look on her face now as she turned away. "And then everything went downhill," she said quietly. "When Raditz came…everything was shattered. You died, Gohan had to train with that green monster, and the whole Namek scenario, and then you getting the heart virus and the Androids and Cell and dying again, and then the whole Majin Buu ordeal…" She shook her head, refusing to remember all the times that she'd had to anxiously wait for her precious family to come back to her, the worry that had gone through her, the knowledge that they might not come back…
Goku noticed something was off with his beautiful wife, and he got up off of his chair and walked over to her, concern in his dark gaze as he gently placed his hands on her hips. "Chi…what's wrong?" he asked gently.
Chi-Chi turned around to face him completely, her own dark eyes shining a bit with her unshed tears. "Goku…it's just…after everything that happened…I can't help but always worry. What if something comes and takes you away again? What if something happens to Gohan, or Goten? What if a new enemy comes and tries to destroy the world again, and you have to go fight it, and I have absolutely nothing to do but sit on the sidelines and wait and desperately hope that you and our sons are all right?"
"Shhh, Chi," he said gently, bringing a hand up to caress her cheek with his palm. He looked deep into her worried dark brown eyes, his own onyx ones warm with his love for her, as he smiled at her a bit. Her reaction cemented the fact that he wouldn't voice the slight worries that had come over him to her, not wanting to give her another reason to fear for their safety. "Even if any of that does happen, we'll be fine."
"That's what you said about Cell, Goku. That's what you said about Namek. That's what you said about Majin Buu," Chi-Chi whispered, shaking her head. "But you died with Cell. You almost died on Namek. We all died with Majin Buu. Even though it all turned out all right in the end…still, Goku…" She bit her lip as she cast another glance outside, where Goten was still happily chasing the butterflies.
"I can't lose any of you again," she confessed in a choked whisper. "Losing you back with Cell…when we heard that Gohan was dead…Goku, I wouldn't be able to take it. I've already lost you twice; our sons have died…I don't want anything to happen again. I can't lose you again!"
"Hey, Chi, it's OK, shhh, I'm here," Goku said comfortingly, wrapping his muscular arms around her smaller form. She buried her head in his chest, holding back the tears as he comfortingly ran his fingers through her now loose black hair—she rarely ever let it down, usually only letting it out of its bun when she was going to sleep or when she just didn't feel like pulling it up. Another reason she hadn't pulled it up was because she knew that Goku loved it when she let her hair down, and she was now being comforted as he ran his strong fingers through her glossy raven locks.
"I promise, Chi, I'm here to stay," he reassured her gently, bending down to kiss her forehead gently. He had learned the night that he had come back that his leaving for seven years hadn't exactly benefited anyone, and regretted his choice. He'd honestly thought that all the bad guys came to Earth because of him, because they wanted to seek revenge against something that he had done. He'd thought that everyone was safer since he was gone, but it hadn't seemed to be the case. As such, he now vowed never to leave his family like that again.
"No matter what happens, it'll be all right," Goku continued to comfort her, his hand still combing through her black hair. "Don't cry, Chi, please don't cry. I don't like it when you cry, Chi, it makes me hurt too."
Hearing that, the woman looked up at her lover, unable to stop one of the tears from escaping her eyes. She truly loved her boys, and the thought of any of them being hurt again was just too much for her to bear. Gently, though, Goku's thumb brushed under her eye, catching the small tear with his finger as he wiped it away from her beautiful features.
"Everything will be OK, Chi," he told her quietly, looking into her eyes. Hearing those words, seeing the concern and love for her in his gaze, how could Chi-Chi not believe his words? He was so sure, so calm, and so gentle…she managed the slightest of nods in agreement, still curled up in his broad chest, his arms still holding her close.
"If you say so, Goku," she whispered, struggling to keep her voice steady. "I believe you." At this, Goku smiled a bit, and brought her chin up one again so that they were making eye-contact with each other. He tucked a stray strand of long black hair back behind her ear so that he could see her warm brown eyes, so that her beautiful face was completely revealed.
"It really will be OK," he said in reassurance, his voice holding complete sureness in it. Then, his voice became gentle, and he whispered, "I love you, Chi."
Hearing those words from his mouth never got old, and she flung her arms around his neck in return, his hold on her waist getting the slightest bit tighter on instinct and in slight protectiveness. "Oh, Goku, sweetheart, I love you, too, I love you so much, honey," she told him in reply, her eyes now shining with happy tears. Smiling down at her, Goku gently brought his head down to hers, before he completely closed the gap between their lips in a kiss.
She responded naturally, eagerly, passionately to his kiss. Seven years without a man had been far too long, and it seemed that Goku had felt the same way; the night that he'd come back, they had entered passionate lovemaking all through the night and hadn't stopped until the early hours of the morning. Even though they had been parted for seven years, they had easily and quickly become reacquainted with each other's familiar bodies that night. Last night, too, had been made up of pure passion; they seemed to be insatiable in their desire for each other.
The kiss was slowly evolving into the beginnings of something far more intimate as Chi-Chi brought her hands up into his hair, gripping the thick black strands, while one of Goku's hands remained fisted in her silky black locks, his other one traveling down and resting on her hip, holding her even closer to him. His lips soon began to travel down her neck, onto her collarbone, so gentle and yet so firm as well upon her skin…
However, the passionate moment was suddenly broken as Goku's stomach growled, causing the two to break apart and laugh slightly. Chi-Chi shook her head at her husband, smiling.
"There'll be plenty of time later, after dinner," she told him, affectionately kissing his cheek. "And we wouldn't want Goten accidentally walking in on us, now would we?"
Goku chuckled. "Well, I guess we wouldn't," he agreed.
She raised her eyebrow. "You guess?" she repeated, shaking her head once more as he let go of her, while she turned around and continued to prepare the large dinner for her family. Goku didn't reply, grinning as he placed his hands on his wife's hips once more, before he sneakily tried to steal some food that he figured was out of her sight, reaching his hand towards one of the dumplings that had been made before for them before as a snack.
However, before he could grab it, Chi-Chi grabbed a spatula and lightly smacked his hand with it in warning. "No, Goku," she reprimanded him. "You've already had far more than your share of those. The extras are for Gohan and Goten, understand?"
"Awh, but Chi-Chi, you're cooking's so good, and I don't wanna wait for dinner," he slightly complained. The black-haired woman turned around, and, upon seeing the puppy-eyed look that he was giving him and the slight pout that he'd fallen into, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't even try it, sweetheart," she told him. "Go and entertain yourself—see how Goten's doing, play with him a bit."
"OK," Goku relented, unable to resist gently wrapping his arms around her waist once more, kissing her neck. He never realized how much he'd really missed his wife until he came back into her company. "I love you, Chi," he told her again quietly.
Chi-Chi smiled. "I love you, too, Goku," she said in reply, turning around in his arms to give him one final, gentle kiss. "Now, go outside and spend some time with your son, OK? I'm sure he'd love to play with you."
Goku grinned, nodding as he let go of his beautiful wife, before exiting the house and going outside to play with Goten. Chi-Chi watched through the kitchen window as Goten ran up to his father, giving him an excited hug, before the two got into a slight tussle. She smiled fondly, feeling love welling up in her heart at the sight of the two. She loved her boys with all of her heart—if anything else happened to them, she would be devastated.
But Majin Buu had, so far, been the worst thing that they'd faced, and in the end, they all had pulled through. Nothing could be worse than that whole disaster, she knew it.
And Goku was back. Her family was, once again, complete. And, as long as they stood together, she knew that everything would be all right.
When people were in love, Videl realized that they would sometimes do crazy things that they never thought that they would've done before.
For example, the black-haired crime-fighter never thought that she'd be wearing Saiyaman's outfit (with albeit different colors: the spandex suit was purple, the tunic a pretty aqua color, the belt white, an orange cape, and a helmet like Gohan's originally that had a yellow heart on it for femininity). Nor did she ever think she would actually do the ridiculous poses that Saiyaman had done, and would actually have a little, dare she say it, fun doing the poses, laughing internally at their slight silliness. She never thought she'd be spewing out the slightly corny lines that they had been saying. And yet, even though she was kind-of making a fool of herself…she realized that she honestly didn't care.
She didn't want the world to know about her being Saiyagirl—she wasn't sure how people would react to it. More often than not, Videl was Saiyagirl when she fought crime alongside Gohan; this cause the police to wonder what happened to Videl Satan. It was only to them that Videl had confessed her secret about being Saiyagirl, and they had promised not to tell after getting over the initial shock. Surprisingly enough, nobody really noticed the absence of Videl Satan, and was readily accepting Saiyagirl for the time being. Crimes didn't seem to be being committed as much anymore, anyway—everyone was still probably in shock after the whole Buu scenario, and probably didn't want to create any more chaos. However, when there were criminals, she and Gohan always managed to get there and kick their sorry asses.
It was fun, in all honesty, to fight crime with Gohan. If there were ever goons with guns, she would inwardly chuckle as Gohan easily bent the gun, or caught the bullets if they had been fired. Then, while those crooks would scatter in fear, they would easily knock them our or handcuff them and hand them over to the police.
The week had passed surprisingly quickly, and it was now Saturday—and Gohan had asked her out once more, to which she had easily agreed. They had actually made it a double date; Gohan had asked in the school, and Erasa had heard and convinced Sharpener that they should go with the other black-haired couple. Of course, no one would say no to Erasa, so they were going on a double date to the amusement park in Central City, so that it would be more than likely that they wouldn't run into any of their school friends besides the two blondes.
Currently, Videl was flying with Gohan, who had stopped by her house a few minutes ago to "pick her up", in a sense. They had decided to go to the amusement park together and wait for Sharpener and Erasa there, and then officially begin the date.
"You look really pretty today, Videl," Gohan told his girlfriend, grinning. "I mean, you always look pretty, but…well, I like the way those clothes look on you."
Videl blushed the slightest bit at his comments, managing a small smile in return. "Thanks, Gohan," she replied. Normally, she would've worn her black spandex biker shorts and an oversized T-shirt, but Erasa had dragged her into shopping the day before once more, the moment that she'd learned about the date and had made it a double date. As such, she was determined that her crime-fighting best friend would wear a 'cute' outfit for the date, which was the reason that Videl was so…femininely dressed at the moment, she thought with disgruntlement. She had to admit, though, she looked rather nice…and Gohan rather liked her outfit, too, which was a bonus and was a good enough reason for her to be happy with her outfit.
She was currently wearing a pair of denim shorts that were dyed a pretty violet color (it was the shade of purple that made the difference, Erasa had said. When they had gone shopping for bikinis, the type of purple had been to reddish/pinkish, which hadn't matched with Videl. These shorts, however, had more blue in them, and therefore it apparently made it the perfect shade for her. Videl hadn't really understood, and had just gone along with what her best friend had been saying—Erasa always seemed to be good at these types of things). They were…shorter than she was used to wearing, but hey, they looked amazing on her and emphasized her legs. She was also wearing a cute button-up sleeveless shirt, the buttons the same shade as her shorts. It was a gentle lime-green—not neon, but muted a bit, and there was even a small bow around the middle of the shirt, under about four or five buttons. It flattered her petite figure nicely. To complete the look, Erasa had managed to get her in a pair of cute purple sandals (with slight heels. Heels. But it wasn't too bad, Videl had to admit, only an inch at most), yet again, the same hue as the shorts.
She had to say, she looked rather fine, and she knew it, too.
"Well, you don't look that bad yourself," Videl added as she looked her boyfriend over. "You need to wear tanks more often."
Gohan laughed, shaking his head. "I'll keep that in mind," he chuckled. He was sporting a white tank top, exposing his muscular arms and clinging to the perfectly chiseled muscles on his chest. Added to the way that he deliciously filled out his dark jeans, Videl had to admit that he looked really, really nice today, as she inwardly smirked.
"Why don't you wear them at school?" she asked curiously. "I mean, you always wear such baggy clothes to school when, honestly, you've got nothing to hide."
"Well, I…I don't want too many people knowing about how I'm a fighter," Gohan confessed. "It just…it would complicate things, I think. And I just…I don't want them to start asking questions. I'm sure I'll slip up eventually, and…well, none of the scenarios in my head end up well."
"Oh," Videl said in understanding, sending a small smile his way. "I get it."
Gohan nodded gratefully. "So, what time did your dad say to be home by again?" he asked, easily changing the subject.
"Oh, before eight, like last time," she answered nonchalantly. "You know, I thought he would be a lot stricter with dating, but…well, technically, I'm safer with you than I am with him, and he knows it, so I think he's kind of OK with it."
The demi-Saiyan teen chuckled. "Does he know about you being Saiyagirl?"
"I think he does, and I don't think he minds about that, either," Videl answered. "I mean, once again, he knows you're Saiyaman, and that you're stronger than him, and is probably glad that I'm fighting crime with a bulletproof person who is always wanting to protect me." She sent him a grin, and he easily returned the gesture.
Before the two knew it, they had reached the destination, having filled up the time with absentminded conversations. They made sure no one was watching as they landed silently on a street that currently had no people walking on it, seeing the amusement park only two blocks away. As they got closer to the park, Videl saw a familiar black car in front of the place, and grinned even more widely as she noticed that her two blonde friends were already there, their backs facing the black-haired couple as they examined the ticket prices.
"We're here," Gohan announced once they had reached the two blondes. Erasa whipped around, and let out an excited squeal. There was barely any time before she ran to them and threw herself at Videl in a hug, and the young crime-fighting woman couldn't help but laugh as she returned her best friend's eager embrace.
"You know, 'Rase," Videl commented, smirking, "we did just see each other yesterday."
"Whatever," Erasa retorted, pulling back from their hug, before she excitedly clapped her hands together at her best friend's attire. "Oh, Vi, what did I tell you? Those clothes look so cute on you!"
Videl laughed again, shaking her head slightly. "Yes, Erasa, you're always right when it comes to fashion and clothes," she agreed with a grin. The blonde girl was wearing a cute pink tube top, a thick ivory belt with a golden clasp under her breasts, and a pair of white denim short shorts, along with a set of ivory sandals with slight heels on them as well. As always, Erasa looked ready to model for anything, her clothes going perfectly with her blond hair and blue eyes.
"Wow, Erasa," Sharpener commented from behind his girlfriend as he came up behind her. "You managed to get the Videl Satan into feminine clothing? I respect you even more for achieving a feat like that."
At this, Videl took no hesitation in taking a swing at her other friend, which he just barely dodged as he snickered, bringing his hand up to keep his black-and-red baseball cap on his head. Along with that, he was clad in a black tank top and a pair of light, faded distressed denim jeans, sneakers on his feet.
"Wow, Gohan," Erasa gushed, looking at his attire appreciatively. "You have to wear tank tops more often."
At this comment, Gohan blushed slightly, rubbing the back of his head in slight embarrassment, an involuntary trait that he'd inherited from his father. Videl couldn't help but notice how adorable that was—when she had commented on his clothing, he had laughed; when another person of the opposite gender did so, though, Gohan's innocence would take over as a light blush stained his cheeks. "Um…" was all Gohan managed to get out, slightly sheepish.
"Aw, hell no," Sharpener groaned. "Brains, why are you stealing my look?"
Erasa raised an eyebrow at her boyfriend as she turned around to face him. "'Your' look?" she repeated skeptically.
"Yes, my look," Sharpener repeated, running a hand through his long blond hair. "I brought the tank to a whole new level of sexiness, and now Brains is trying to steal my glory!"
"Well, it's not Gohan's fault that he's more muscular than you," Videl couldn't resist adding with a smirk. "So I guess that he brings the tank top to a level of sexiness above that which you had made." She snickered slightly at the red blush that was now coating Gohan's pale cheeks as he tried to stammer out a reply, but was unable to form coherent sentences from his embarrassment.
"Yes, he does," Erasa agreed eagerly. "Especially with arms like those."
Sharpener looked at his girlfriend with indignation written all over his features. "'Rase!" he exclaimed, eyes wide. "Come on, I thought that you said that you liked my muscles and that I made tanks look sexy, too!"
The blonde-haired girl giggled. "Oh, Sharpie, stop being jealous," she teased, before giving his bare bicep a squeeze. "I like your muscles just the way they are, OK?"
"Um…guys, shouldn't we be getting our tickets?" Gohan piped up, wanting to turn away from the slightly awkward conversation.
Videl smiled at her boyfriend, deciding that she'd spare him from any more mortification now that she'd had her amusement. "Yeah, guys, we should go get them," she agreed, turning to the two blondes who had been exchanging playful banter. Then, she began to walk towards the ticket booth along with Gohan, the boy lightly lacing their fingers together as they strolled over. This action caused her to smile the slightest bit more as she rested her head on his strong shoulder, Erasa and Sharpener following behind them.
After the four teenagers got their tickets, they entered the large amusement park, instantly assaulted by bright colors and the sounds and smells of a carnival. There were screams of exhilaration from people on rides; vendors selling roasted peanuts and water and cotton candy and ice cream; music sounding from different attractions; brightly colored balloons and light flashing from rides, even though it was eleven in the morning—they had wanted to get to the park early, so that they would be able to get on all the rides that they could. They had agreed that they would have lunch at the park, and then would try to leave around five-thirty-ish, so that they could possibly have dinner together, too.
"So, what're we gonna do, guys?" Sharpener asked, his arm draped around his girlfriend's bare shoulders. "Where are we gonna meet, and when?"
"Well, I think that we should all meet at the food court around…one-thirty," Videl said after pondering it for a moment. "We'll meet there—whoever gets there first will save a table for the other two. We'll eat lunch there, and then we'll go to the rest of the rides that we wanna go to until five-thirty, when we meet at the exit. Sound good?"
The other three teens nodded in agreement with Videl's plan, before Erasa gasped as she caught sight of something.
"Oh, Sharpie, let's go on the Ferris Wheel!" she exclaimed happily, grabbing onto the hand that was on her shoulder, turning to him. "Please?"
Sharpener chuckled. "Sure, babe," he agreed, and Erasa eagerly pulled him towards the line for the Ferris Wheel, the two blondes calling their goodbyes to their black-haired friends as they disappeared into the crowd.
"So, where do you wanna go, Videl?" Gohan asked once the other couple had left.
"A roller coaster," Videl answered instantly. "Come on, let's find a good one before the lines get too long!"
Thankfully, it was still a bit early for people to be coming to the park, and the roller coaster lines weren't long. After they had gone on three rather fun ones, Videl seemed to have gotten on enough roller coasters to be an adequate amount, and it was now Gohan's turn to choose where they went.
"Well, I dunno where to go," Gohan admitted, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head once more. "There's so many rides to choose from."
Videl laughed. "Well, we can decide where to go later. Why don't we play some of the carnival games?"
"Sure," Gohan easily agreed, following his girlfriend as she led him to one of the booths scattered around the amusement park. She soon led him to a shooting game, where there were a hundred moving targets to shoot, each one worth ten points. Six people could play, and the winner was able to choose a different prize depending on how many points he/she gained.
Before Videl could pay for her and Gohan to play, though, a group of four teenage boys came up beside them as they walked towards the booth. The boy who seemed to be the leader, an admittedly cute guy that seemed to be the very definition of a surfer—a tanned, muscular torso, sandy blond hair, and sea-green eyes, wearing a blue tank top and red shorts—came up to them, followed by his groupies. Gohan and Videl's gazes snapped towards them, and the leader was giving Videl a thorough once-over with his eyes, before he let out a low whistle.
"Hey, baby," he said in a sultry tone, smirking at Videl. "Why don't you ditch that guy and let a real man show you a good time?" The boys behind him guffawed with laughter, while Videl simply looked at him indignantly. She didn't notice the way Gohan's obsidian eyes suddenly turned into a harsh, cold glare at the boy who was in front of them, unable to hear the low growl that was building up in his throat.
"Ex-cuse me," Videl sniffed, turning her nose up at them. "In case you haven't noticed, I already have a boyfriend, thank you very much, and I would appreciate it if you didn't speak to me like I'm an airhead." With that, she let out a haughty "hmph!" and turned away from them.
"Oooh, feisty," the surfer commented, coming closer. "I like girls with…fire in them."
"Screw off," she muttered angrily, crossing her arms in annoyance. "I'm not some damned creature to tame, so leave me the hell alone. Now, if you'll excuse us—"
"Oh, come on, sweetheart," surfer boy told her, another one of his smirks on his handsome features. "You're one nice piece of ass, why don't you come with me and my buddies? I'm sure your 'boyfriend' wouldn't mind." The way that he spoke the word 'boyfriend' was as if he didn't truly believe it, as if it was something rather hilarious to even insinuate. His friends let out snickers behind him at that.
Videl felt Gohan's arm suddenly wrap around her small waist, feeling slightly like he was trapping her in a steel cage. She turned to look at him, and was honestly surprised to see the cold anger within his normally warm onyx eyes, which now looked like chips of flint, and she was now able to feel the low growl that was rumbling from his chest in resentment directed towards the boys. She suddenly remembered what he'd said about his Saiyan side, how sometimes, the Saiyans had been more animalistic than human; she understood what he meant by that now.
"Actually, I would mind very much," Gohan told them seriously, his voice low as he struggled to keep his calm, fought to keep the growls from escaping his throat completely. "And I believe that she told you to leave her alone."
At this, the group of young men all chuckled again. "Oh, stop trying to act all tough," one of the surfer's friends commented, a boy with black hair, brown eyes, peachy skin that was slightly sunburned, and a rather large nose.
"Yeah," Surfer-Dude agreed, smirking at Videl as he sent Gohan a dirty look. "You aren't tough. Let the girl decide, man. She isn't a possession for you to keep."
"I know that she is her own person," Gohan retorted angrily, his energy rising the slightest bit in his frustration and irritation. "You, however, don't seem to know that."
The surfer glared at Gohan. "Hey, you got a problem with me?" he asked, causing the teens behind him to go "oooh" in anticipation of a fight.
Before Gohan could retort, Videl gently placed her hand on his arm. In response, Gohan's eyes flickered down towards her once more, his ebony eyes still sharp as flint; however, once they met with her blue ones, she saw them soften the slightest bit. "Gohan, they're not worth it," she told him, loud enough for the group of boys to hear her. "Come on, let's go."
Her hold on Gohan was the only thing keeping him from growling in anger as they left the group behind, with the lead surfer-dude sputtering in indignation. She led him to the booth that they had originally started walking towards before they had been sidetracked, hearing him take deep breaths.
"I'm sorry about that, Videl," he told her sincerely, once he had regained control over himself.
"You've got nothing to be sorry for, Gohan; they were a bunch of assholes who were deliberately trying to rile you up," Videl told him rationally, smiling a bit at him. "I think it's sweet how you want to defend me, though."
"Still, though…" The teenaged boy shook his head. "I overreacted. I'm sorry."
"Let's just forget it, OK? And I swear to god, Gohan, if you say that you're sorry one more damned time, I will punch you. Understand?" she told him seriously, looking at him sternly. "There's nothing to be sorry for. It was reasonable—those guys were hitting on me even though it's obvious that we're together, and you reacted like any normal dude would if another one was making a move on his girlfriend. OK?"
Seeing that there was no arguing with the young woman, he sighed and nodded, completely in control of himself at the moment. Seeing his submission, Videl smiled gently at him once more, before she led him over to the carnival game. She paid for them both to play, and the person in the booth took their cash before waiting for a little while to see if anyone else wanted to play with the two. And, after a minute, to the couple's disgruntlement, the group of teenage boys that Gohan had nearly snapped at before came up, the leader roughly elbowing Gohan as he paid for the four of them to play the game too.
"Gohan, remember, they're not worth it. Ignore them," Videl told him quietly. He nodded stiffly, and the two got ready to shoot.
"Hey, you," the surfer said, poking Gohan once again. The black-haired teen turned to face him, forcing himself to keep calm, and didn't respond, simply looking at the boy.
"Winner gets the girl; you on?" he smirked, once again glancing at Videl from around Gohan.
"She isn't a prize to be won," the half-Saiyan replied, trying to keep his voice monotone and detached but failing as it lowered in anger. "So you should stop speaking about as if she is. She's her own person and can decide who she wants to be with."
Before the conversation could get ugly, the lady in the booth told them to get ready to start, and then yelled for them to begin as the targets began to suddenly pop up and move very, very quickly.
For Gohan, it was rather easy to hit the moving targets—his sharp Saiyan eyesight was almost able to see where they would go to, able to calculate their path, and his lightning-fast reflexes were a great help in the situation as he shot rapidly, at any target that got in his direct line of sight. Before the forty-five-second second time limit was up, the game had ended, since all one hundred targets had been knocked down. All of them then looked at their scores, which were displayed on the screen that was slightly above where the targets had popped up.
Videl herself had managed to get 80 points; the group of boys combined had managed to get 190, the highest score being 60 points. Which meant that Gohan had gotten 730 points.
The group and the lady in the booth looked at the black-haired boy in shock, while Videl simply looked at the slightly smug look on her boyfriend's face and tried to hold in the snickers. She had known that, with his superior Saiyan senses and reflexes, he would win effortlessly—seeing their shock was utterly hilarious.
"Um…you can pick any prize," the lady in the booth managed to get out, gesturing to the different stuffed animals that one could win. Gohan instantly looked at the biggest ones, and his black eyes fell on a large, plushy jaguar that was white with chocolate-brown russets, its fur having a light shimmery tone to it, its eyes dark brown and a bright red bow on its right ear. With a grin, he remembered that Videl had said that she liked predators such as this, and that red was also her favorite color, so he took the stuffed animal without hesitation. He then turned to Videl, and extended the adorable stuffed animal to her.
"Here ya go, Videl," he said, grinning, now in a good mood since he'd easily shown up that group of boys in something, as they continued to stare at him in pure shock.
The young woman's blue eyes widened when she saw the plush jaguar, and her face turned into a bright smile when she saw that Gohan had chosen it because it contained a few of her favorite things. She took it from him, and then hugged it to her chest, laughing.
"Oh, thank you so much, Gohan!" she told him, unable to stop herself from gently pecking his cheek in affection. "It's perfect!"
Gohan chuckled at her reaction. "I'm glad you like it."
"…thank you for playing," the owner of the booth told them, still trying to get over her shock—barely anyone managed to get over 400 points, and that was if they were lucky. Seeing the boy effortlessly gain 700 points was rather shocking for her, and for the other group as well. The two black-hared teens nodded, before they walked away, with Videl holding onto her new plush toy happily.
"Don't you think you overdid it a bit with the game?" she asked Gohan teasingly, giving him a knowing look.
Gohan shrugged. "No, not really." This elicited a laugh from Videl, and he grinned down at his girlfriend, happy that she was enjoying herself and that they had seemed to have ditched the group of boys. "Hey, how much time before we meet up with Sharpener and Erasa?" he asked curiously.
At that, Videl looked down at her watch. "We've still got about forty-five minutes before one-thirty," she replied, now turning her gaze back to Gohan. "We've still got lots of time."
He nodded. Suddenly, though his eyes widened, and a smile made its way onto his face. Seeing the odd expression cross his features, Videl looked at him quizzically, raising a black eyebrow at him. "What is it, Gohan?" she asked.
"I just realized that Krillin's here, too," he replied. "He probably came with Eighteen and Marron for some family time here." He had been wondering why he'd felt an odd pricking at his skull, his sixth sense unconsciously sensing Krillin. He didn't recognize the energy signature until now, not having noticed he was feeling the repressed energy of his close friend, which was heading towards them at a leisurely pace.
"How do you guys do that?" Videl asked. "I mean, Krillin told me about how you guys are able to sense energy; how, exactly, is that possible?"
"Oh, well, it's not too hard," he replied offhandedly, grinning. "I can teach you that if you like, too. But all it is…it's like a sixth sense. And once you learn it, you just know it. All you do is…you kind of reach your senses, and…well, it'll be easier when I teach you."
Videl laughed. "Yeah, I can see that," she replied with a grin, noticing how Gohan seemed to be fumbling over his words as he tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for explaining what he felt was second nature to him, just like flying had been. "OK, I'll take you up on your offer."
"Cool," he grinned in reply.
Just then, a family of three walked around the corner of a ride, a familiar family consisting of two blonde females and one extremely short, black-haired male who lacked a nose and who was grinning brightly at Gohan as he walked over with his family.
"What a coincidence, Gohan," Krillin joked at he went up to the teenaged boy, his wife following behind him as she held their daughter's hand. "Fancy seeing you here."
"It's nice to see you, too, Krillin," Gohan grinned. "Hi, Eighteen, and hey there, Marron."
Eighteen nodded, while Marron returned Gohan's grin, smiling brightly up at the tall boy. "Hi, Gohan!" she greeted happily, holding onto a small rag doll that had red yarn for hair and a cute little blue dress, black buttons for eyes.
"Oh, hey, Videl!" Krillin said, noticing the other black-haired teen as he grinned at her. "Wow, where'd ya get that?" he teased, gesturing to the large stuffed jaguar that was in her arms.
"At one of the carnival games over there; I think it's called 'Rapid Fire'," Videl answered, nodding her head in the general direction of the booth she and Gohan had just come from. "Gohan won it for me." At this, she sent a brilliant smile her boyfriend's way, and he grinned back at her.
Krillin's dark eyes flickered between the two teenagers after seeing their exchange, and they suddenly widened in realization as a large grin slowly spread across his face. "So, you guys finally made it official, huh?" he asked, smirking at Gohan. "I told ya that you two had a thing for each other, but no, you wouldn't listen."
"Fine, Krillin, you were right," Gohan admitted with a slight roll of his eyes.
"And the good thing is that Chi-Chi approves of her, too," Krillin added. "So, who's gonna be your best man for the wedding?"
Gohan groaned, shaking his head. "No. I just had this conversation with Bulma on Monday. We just started dating, Krillin; I think it's the slightest bit early to start making wedding plans."
"Well, your mom obviously doesn't think that," Krillin snickered. "And, hey, just wondering…how'd your dad take it, Videl?"
"Surprisingly, very well," Videl answered truthfully. "He didn't try to shoot Gohan, which is pretty good, all things considered. He seems to realize that Gohan is obviously more powerful than him, so he can't use the whole 'You aren't allowed to date anyone unless they're stronger than me' thing on him." When she was imitating what her father had said, she deliberately deepened her voice, making her sound rather ridiculous. Marron giggled at that, and Videl sent the little blond girl a smile; shyly, though, the five-year-old ducked behind her mother's leg, still a bit bashful around Videl, who she hadn't seen nearly as much as she had Gohan. Even so, though, Marron smiled timidly back at the teenaged young woman.
"That's good," the former monk grinned at the two, conspiringly winking at Gohan. "See, told ya that, once you got on her dad's good side, you'd be fine."
"OK, you were correct on a lot of things," Gohan said, deciding to just go along with his friend at the moment.
"Daddy, Daddy!" Marron whispered, having gone up to her father and begun tugging on his hand.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Krillin said, showing that he was listening to his little girl as he looked down at her, while Eighteen smiled slightly at their interaction from behind them.
"Can we go to the bumper cars with Gohan and…and Videl?" the little girl asked, casting the teens an excited look.
Krillin smiled. "Sure, if they agree." He then turned to the two teens, knowing that Gohan had heard but that Videl probably hadn't. "Marron wants to know if you two would like to go to the bumper cars with us."
"Sure," Videl agreed, after exchanging a glance with Gohan and seeing his silent nod. "We'll come with you guys."
Marron grinned brightly at them, before the group of five now went to the area where the bumper cars were. The line wasn't very long, and soon, they were at the ticket booth. After giving the bored man their tickets, they went into their own cars, Marron climbing into the car with her mother.
While the bumper cars were filling up with people, Krillin called the two teens' names. They turned to look at him, seeing a playful grin on his face.
"How about a little friendly competition?" he asked conspiringly. "Whoever bumps the most people wins; you can't do the same person twice in a row, though. And if you get bumped, you minus a 'point' from your score. How does that sound?"
"I agree to the game. What does the winner get?" Videl asked instantly, placing the prize that Gohan had gotten her in her lap so that it wouldn't possibly get dirty from touching the seats.
"Bragging rights," Krillin answered smoothly. "And nothing much else at the top of my head."
"I'm in," Gohan said, agreeing to his friend's game. "But how will we know that we aren't lying to each other?"
"I'll keep a watch on all of you," Eighteen suggested, speaking for the first time since her family had met up with the couple. "I can keep a slight tally in my head so that I'll know if one of you is lying."
"And I'll help Mommy, too!" Marron added eagerly, happily holding the steering wheel from her perch in her mother's lap.
"Well, it's settled!" Krillin grinned, his dark brown eyes gleaming with the prospect of a challenge. "Hope you youngsters brought your A-game on, I'm not gonna take it easy on ya! I'll have you know that I'm the champion at Bumper Cars."
Before anyone could wittingly retort, however, the buzzer went off that signaled that the cars were now activated. As such, the three "competitors" in the game wasted no time in getting in the thick of things, while Eighteen and Marron looked on, keeping an eye on all three of them.
About three minutes into the game—the bumper car attraction was for about as long as ten minutes, which was rather nice—Gohan was the leader, having earned himself fifteen "points", only getting hit by Krillin once and hitting anyone else he managed to come across. Krillin was second, with thirteen points himself, having gotten hit my Gohan numerous times, as well as by Videl twice. The girl, to her disgruntlement, was last, only one point behind Krillin, though.
"Damn it, Gohan!" Videl exclaimed as she got hit from behind again, turning around to see her boyfriend laughing from behind her as she mentally subtracted another point from her score; she now had eleven points only. "Come back here, you little bastard!"
Gohan quickly sped away from the furious woman, instead setting his sights on Krillin, who seemed to be in a little jam. The teenaged boy smirked as he pushed on the gas pedal harder (he had to control his strength considerably, though; he could break it without thinking, and then where would they be? He was sure no one would exactly be happy to pay for a broken bumper car), accelerating as he set his sights on Krillin again. The human man's eyes widened slightly in fear, and hastily, he tried to break out of the roadblock that had been caused by some other idiots who didn't know how to play bumper cars and were trying to break apart.
The half-Saiyan teenager rammed his car into Krillin's mercilessly, laughing as the human cursed slightly, making sure not to use language that was too foul so that his daughter's ears wouldn't be tainted with curses and that he wouldn't get a beating from his wife. He glared at Gohan spitefully as the young man smirked right back at him, quickly turning his car and getting ready to run into anyone else unfortunate enough to cross his path—
Right when Videl slammed her car into the side of his.
"Ha! Gotcha, sucker!" Videl shouted victoriously, knowing that she was now even with Krillin at this point. Gohan now had sixteen, one point deducted since she ran her car into his. Before he could react, she quickly sped away, making sure to hide herself behind many other cars so that Gohan couldn't get to her.
"Oh, I'll get you back, you just wait!" Gohan called over to his girlfriend, smirking as he detached himself from the mass of cars that Krillin was still stuck in. He began to follow Videl relentlessly, the female often casting glances over her shoulder to see that he was still following her.
"Give it up, Gohan, get someone else!" she yelled at him.
"Nah, I wanna get my revenge!" he teased back.
"Come on, cut me some slack!" she exclaimed in agitation, turning around to face him. It was a mistake, for the moment that she did so, she ran into someone else's car, stopping her suddenly. Point for her.
Which was quickly deducted the moment that Gohan's car made contact with hers too.
The competition between them continued like this—one of them getting revenge for the other hitting them, the cycle inevitably repeating itself. They were all having so much fun that they were disappointed when they realized that the cars were deactivated, that their game had finally ended.
"So, scores?" Krillin asked as they got out of the cars, Videl still holding her plush leopard in her arms. "In total, I got thirty-seven."
"Forty-one," Videl shot back smugly, hugging her stuffed animal closer to her chest, while Gohan grinned.
"Sixty-two," he replied proudly.
Krillin sent an annoyed look towards the two teenagers. "I can't believe that I got showed up in Bumper Cars by a couple of young 'uns," he muttered, putting in a fake accent. Marron giggled at her daddy's silliness while Eighteen smiled a bit, having watched the whole show while they played and seeing their reactions afterwards.
"Oh, come on, honey, it's not as if you didn't know the outcome was inevitable," Eighteen absentmindedly commented. "I mean, you were going up against a half-alien teenager and a very determined young woman. Never underestimate the power of the female gender."
Videl laughed at what the blonde Android had said, deciding that she definitely did like the normally detached woman, much like she liked Bulma and Chi-Chi. She then looked down at her watch absentmindedly, and her eyes widened as she noticed that it was 1:27.
"Crap, Gohan, we're gonna be late for meeting Sharpener and Erasa if we don't hurry up," she told him. "It's already almost one-thirty."
"Oh, OK," Gohan said with a nod, before turning to Krillin and his little family. "Hey, Videl and I have to go now, we're meeting up with some friends for lunch. Maybe we'll see each other later, OK?"
"All right, kid," Krillin replied with a grin. "It was nice seeing ya here, by the way."
"Yeah, it was nice to run into you, too," Gohan replied truthfully, waving at them in goodbye. "Well, see you guys later, probably!"
"All right, kid; bye!" Krillin said in farewell.
"Bye-bye, Gohan and Videl!" Marron said happily. "See you later!"
The two teens grinned and said their farewells in return, before they began to go to the food court, walking at a brisk pace there. Gohan offered his hand to Videl, and she took it with a smile, their fingers interlacing completely naturally as they walked over to where their friends were probably waiting for them.
Sure enough, when they entered, they caught sight of their two blonde friends sitting next to each other in a booth that seated four. Erasa was currently wearing Sharpener's baseball cap, and the two were in an intense make-out session, Erasa's arms wrapped around Sharpener's neck as his fingers gripped her blonde hair. They were getting stares from a little boy of six years old that was two tables away from them, his green eyes wide as he watched them. The little boy's mother quickly pulled him away, covering his eyes as she sent a slight glare to the two teens who were completely oblivious to her irritation.
"Guys, you may wanna tone it down just a bit—there's more people here than just you two," Videl spoke up, smirking slightly as she dropped the arm that was holding her leopard, so that it was slightly hidden from their view.
At the sound of her voice, both Erasa and Sharpener pulled away from each other reluctantly, Erasa sending a little pout her best friend's way. "Oh, Videl, you act as if you and Gohan don't do this all the time," she told them offhandedly.
"Well, honestly, we don't kiss so passionately in front of six-year-olds," Videl smirked, gesturing towards the mother and little boy. Upon seeing that they'd had an audience, Erasa blushed slightly, while Sharpener rolled his eyes, obviously not caring.
"Let's just go get something to eat now," he announced, standing up. "'Rase, you gonna stay here to hold our booth?"
"Sure," she replied, grinning at her boyfriend. "You already know what I want, right, Sharpie?"
The blonde boy nodded, before he went on the food line, and Gohan followed him instantly, his eyes scanning over the choices of what they could have for lunch, already having begun to salivate at the delicious smells of all the different foods that had wafted towards him. Videl smiled, shaking her head as she saw that slightly glassy-eyed look come into Gohan's eyes, the way that they glazed over when he was thinking about food.
"All right, Erasa, I'll go and get some lunch, too," she told her best friend. "I also should make sure that Gohan doesn't clean them out of everything that they have."
Erasa giggled. "Oh, I don't think Gohan eats that much, Vi," she said offhandedly, thinking that her friend was simply exaggerating.
The black-haired girl decided not to comment, but she knew better. During lunch at school, Gohan ate very lightly, she had learned; Erasa hadn't seen a Saiyan male truly eating food. Videl truly knew what Gohan's insane appetite was like, and knew that she had to make sure that he took an adequate amount of food—not too little so that he'd be starving, but not too much either so that he'd get a bit sloppy with his eating habits either.
As the teens ate lunch, they amiably chatted about what they'd done so far. After the Ferris Wheel, Sharpener and Erasa had gone to the Fun House and also to the Haunted House. Sharpener said that the latter was very cheesy, but Erasa rolled her eyes and butted in that he had been pretty freaked out when the giant tarantula had snapped out of nowhere in front of them. This, of course, caused a light blush to coat the boy's cheeks as he denied her statement, but the rest of them knew the truth. They had also gone on a couple of roller coasters and did quite a few of the booth games, too.
"Look at what Sharpener won me," Erasa said proudly, showing them a rather large teddy bear that was green with aqua splotches on it and smelled lightly of peppermint. "It's so cute! He won it at one of those booths where you have to toss the ring on the peg."
"Well, Gohan won me this," Videl couldn't resist adding, showing the blonde girl the white plushy leopard proudly, bringing it in full view of the blondes. "He got it at the booth where you shoot the targets. Those things are so hard to hit, they move so fast!"
"Oh, Videl, that's an adorable prize!" Erasa gushed, before she winked at Gohan. "You really know how to pick the right prizes for girls, too, huh? Red is Vi's favorite color, and she loves leopards and all those other predators. Just like Sharpie knew that I liked the color green and that I love the smell of mint and that I love teddy bears, too." At this, the blonde girl smiled affectionately at her boyfriend, pecking him lightly on the cheek. Sharpener smirked back at her in reply, draping his arm around her bare shoulders.
"Yep," he said smugly. "I know what types of gifts to get my girl."
Erasa laughed at him, lightly elbowing him once more. "Oh, tone down your ego a bit, sweetheart," she chastised him gently, pecking his nose for a quick second. "It might not be able to fit back in the car when we leave."
Sharpener rolled his eyes, opting not to reply.
After they had finished their lunch, the teens split up again, Erasa dragging Sharpener with her to the Bumper Cars while Videl and Gohan continued to absentmindedly walk around the large amusement park.
"Anything else you want to do for sure?" Videl asked the boy curiously.
"Not really," Gohan replied with a shrug. "Wherever you want to go, I guess."
Videl smiled. "Well, I really wanna go on the carousel," she admitted with a small smile. At that, Gohan looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"The carousel? Really?" he repeated, just to make sure that he'd heard her right.
She slugged him lightly in the arm in response, and then regretted it as she shook her hand to lightly relieve it of the throbbing. "Yes, really," she shot back. "Can't a girl want to go on the carousel without being questioned about it?"
Gohan chuckled, shaking his head. "Of course, we'll go to the carousel," he easily agreed, before they began to head to the center of the park. Along their way, they came across an ice-cream cart. Upon seeing the way her boyfriend's eyes lingered upon the small white cart, Videl grinned and stopped to buy them two cones—a chocolate one for Gohan and a vanilla one for herself. After she paid for it, Gohan thanked her and gratefully ate the heavenly goodness that was chocolate ice cream, while she laughed at the expression on his face as he devoured the treat.
By the time they reached the carousel, Gohan had already finished his cone, but Videl hadn't even reached the cone yet with her ice cream. Deciding to take it with her on the ride, they got on line for the carousel, which was a bit longer than the other lines that they had to wait on; nevertheless, they were on rather quickly, and after quickly giving their tickets to the man behind the counter, they both chose a single horse to sit on, one that was preferably on the inside of the three rows of horses. They soon found a horse that was deemed adequate by both of them, and Videl climbed on first, bringing both of her legs around the horse so that they were both on the left side of it. Gohan sat behind her in the traditional way of sitting on a horse, his feet reaching the "stirrups" and his hands holding onto the bars on the sides of the horses head, making a slightly protective cage around Videl so that she wouldn't fall off.
The carousel began, the horse bobbing up and down as they went around in circles and music played. Videl smiled as she licked her cone, remembering the times when she was younger and had gone to amusement parks with her father, riding on the carousel with him. It was a reason why she wanted to go—it had always been a tradition that they rode the carousel at least once when they went to an amusement park.
"Hey, Gohan, wanna finish my ice cream?" she asked, turning around to face the boy behind her. Eagerly, he nodded, and leaned forward slightly and licked it as she held it towards him with one arm, the other holding her stuffed animal, while she laughed at how silly he looked at the moment. His mouth was lightly stained around the lips with a bit of brown from his chocolate ice cream and now a bit of white from her vanilla, and he grinned a bit at her, chuckling. He looked so adorable in that moment that Videl couldn't help it but laugh, too, before she leaned in and lightly kissed him on the lips, tasting the mixed tastes of chocolate and vanilla residing on his lips. He returned her gesture gently, an innocent kiss shared between them.
Too soon, the carousel ride was over. After being told roughly that they weren't allowed to stay on the ride and that, if they wanted to ride again, they'd have to go on line once more, Gohan and Videl got off of the carousel. Videl gave him the last bits of her ice cream come, which he happily finished.
"So, where should we go next?" Videl asked, after wiping Gohan's slightly messy face with a napkin that she'd saved from when they'd eaten lunch with their blonde friends, somehow having known that it would come in handy. The half-Saiyan had complied when she told him she needed to clean his face, and had bent down a bit so that she'd be able to reach his mouth easily.
Gohan pondered the thought. "Well, there's the Fun House, and the Haunted House that Sharpener and Erasa went to," he suggested. "And there's—"
And then, suddenly, he stopped speaking, his eyes widening. Videl looked at him oddly, wondering why he'd suddenly cut himself off, inspecting him with a critical look in her blue eyes. Maybe he was having a flashback of a nightmare?
However, her hypothesis was wrong.
"Gohan…" Videl trailed off when she saw Gohan hold up one finger inquisitively, the universal sign of, 'please wait a sec'. She complied, wondering what was possibly going through his head at the moment.
There was no denying what he felt now, his eyes widening. Suddenly, two energy signatures had begun to come towards them. If he stretched his senses even further, he was able to sense turmoil behind the two powers that were heading their way.
They were heading straight for earth.
What was going on?
"Videl, something weird is going on," Gohan said lowly, leaning in close to her ear. "I'm not sure what it is, but I'm sensing two powers coming towards Earth. And something behind them feels…weird, like other power levels tainted with anger. I don't like how this is turning out…"
"So, we're gonna check it out?" Videl asked her boyfriend, and Gohan nodded seriously, his onyx eyes now solemn as he looked in the distance, probably where he was sensing the powers from, Videl guessed.
Gohan felt Krillin's power raise, along with a few of the other warriors—Piccolo, Vegeta, his father, Trunks, Goten. It was their unspoken signal that something was up, and that they all were going to check it out.
"Are you sure you wanna come, Videl? I'm not sure how this is gonna turn out," he said gravely, quietly in her ear as they began to walk towards the exit.
"Yes, Gohan, I'm sure," Videl replied, complete assurance in her voice. "I know what I'm doing. I'll have to tell Erasa that we might not be going to dinner, though."
Gohan nodded, and the two left the amusement park. His hand sought Videl's, and she entwined their fingers together gently, tightening her hold on her plushy leopard with her other arm. When they left the carnival and were a good distance away from most of the people, the two took to the air, Videl following Gohan's lead. She felt his grip on her hand get slightly tighter, and she squeezed back reassuringly.
And, as they continued to fly towards the odd powers that Gohan was sensing, the boy couldn't shake the sense of unease that had begun to stir deep within him. The last time that the Earth had been invaded by aliens had unleashed a turn of events that was completely irreversible. What was it this time? What could possibly be going on?
It couldn't be anything bad though, right? Majin Buu was the worst thing by far. Gohan was just over-thinking things, along with the rest of the warriors on the planet. They just wanted to make sure that nothing was wrong. It couldn't be worse than anything they'd gone through.
But, no matter how many times he told himself that, the eldest half-Saiyan was getting the sinking feeling that things would not be fine in the least.
See, I knew you guys would hate me. Didn't tell ya exactly where the anger-energy is coming from, right? XD I'm terrible. Don't worry, though, you'll kinda find out next chapter X3
The Goku/Chi-Chi fluff was a special gift for SierraLarson, who requested it from me. She's been an awesome reviewer and helped me with a few ideas in this story, so I wanted to thank her for that and thought that her request was the least I could do in return :D
So…whaddaya think? This was inspired by a little picture that I saw of Gohan and Videl at a carnival, which I found just amazingly adorable. And I had to use it as a date site. And, of course, everything is made funnier with Sharpener and Erasa around X3
Well, not much to say besides begging you not to kill me for not revealing anything yet X3. Anyways, thank you all for reading this, and I hope you enjoyed it! And remember to please review! :D