Hey guys! Sorry for the last chapter being so short, I just wanted to have Gohan and Videl having dinner as a whole chapter deal, I didn't want to ruin what I have planned in the last chapter.

Anyway, thank you to all those who reviewed, it's nice to know that even after being AFK for ages that I can still bring about a FF that is decent. If anyone wants to ask anything or suggest an idea, they only need to review, or if a guest, leave a nickname and review, I will get back to you on whatever you ask or suggest.

This chapter has to be one of my favourites to create, I always enjoy the scenario which happens in this chapter, I find it hilarious at how feeble Gohan can be even though he is one of the strongest in the universe. On that note, Gohan still trains, but not as intense as Vegeta.

I Live for the Past

Chapter 4: Spill the Beans Gohan!

Gohan POV

After closing the door I turned around to see Videl gazing around the room in awe and this was only the hallway. Her eyes glinted with something that to be honest made me rather nervous, I thought that since it had been so long she might have dropped the whole 'Saiyaman theory' regardless of its actual correctness. The hallway itself was rather bland, just the pale grey paint and the silver plated light switches. On the left side of the hall was the doorway into the living room had no door, and was more of an archway leading into it. The right side led to the kitchen and after that the stairway.

I gestured for Videl to go into the living room, following her in.

"So shall we begin with what you've done since we parted ways?" I asked wondering what she'd say.

"Well, like I said as soon as we left I went straight to the police station to apply as a police officer. I got in, and guess why. It wasn't because of my dad but actually because of what I'd done, and Saiyaman too. I guess the fool does deserve a bit of credit, even though he is one of those tricksters."

After hearing the last sentence I visibly cringed, I still couldn't believe how much people idolised Hercule. I still don't blame him for taking the credit, I just wished he hadn't tarnished the names of so many great warriors, and the things he had uttered about Son Goku, about dad, they were uncalled for.

"After a few months I got promoted to Sergeant again because of my service in highschool. I got a few good cases and a few bad ones as you do, but do you know what the strangest thing is?"

I shrugged hoping that my hunch was wrong. "Saiyaman disappeared as soon as we finished too, like he graduated highschool and just vanished as if he was only helping while he was at school, if he was our age that is."

"I hope, whoever he is, he's still helping people in need." She sighed which made me feel light headed, could Videl have a crush on Saiyaman? Would that be a big problem? I shrugged it off, I must be imagining things.

"So anyway, when do you want to have dinner?" I asked breaking the topic, not wanting to pursue it any further.

"Whenever possible, knowing how much you eat it'll take a while!" she laughed, her smile lighting up the room better than the lighting. She was always like that even at school but only after finding something incriminating on someone, it was quite humorous to be honest.

"I'll have you know that I'm nearly as good a cook as my mom, and I can cook quite fast if I put my mind to it." I replied, boasting slightly. She smiled at my antics.

An hour later dinner was served and eaten, several piles of plate littered the now full sink, and the both of us were in the lounge watching some weird film, "Transformers" it was about some kind of robotic aliens fighting for a cube, sounds a bit like the Z-fighters and the Dragonballs. Videl was enjoying it though, she always a sucker for action movies. Halfway through the film she began to shuffle around and when she had settled she was stretched out with her feet tucked under her and she was leaning on my shoulder, which to be honest was a rather comfortable position. Throughout the rest of the film she remained in that position.

By the end of the film it was already 10:30PM and it looked like Videl's eyes were beginning to drop, she looked completely relaxed. "Videl?" I whispered. "Hmm?" was all I got out of her sleepy form. "It's time to go, or if you wanted you could stay in the guest room?"

"How far away is it to my house?"

"Two hours by car."

"Would it really be ok if I stayed, I'm so tired for all that's happened today, plus its nice being here with you." She looked up from my shoulder with a soft smile on her face. She looked beautiful, her ponytail from before shed into her now cascading flow of hair that rested just below her shoulders. I returned her smile with one of my own. "Sure, I'll go and get one of the guest rooms ready then you can get ready whenever you want." She just nodded sleepily in response. I gently lifted her off of my shoulder so I could go sort out the guest room. On my way upstairs I debated on whether or not to give her the one next door to mine, just so I could keep an eye on her if anything happened, even though I doubted anything would.

When I returned downstairs I saw Videl still lying there but I could hear her soft snores telling me she had succumbed to sleep, I gently lifted her up into my arms bridal style, and slowly took her upstairs. Once I reached her room's door I came to a bit of a predicament, the door was shut and I couldn't put Videl down anywhere without the chance of waking her. After a minute or two I decided the only thing I could do was put her in my room for tonight and then explain to her in the morning.

This plan was the only one I had at the moment and it would have to do. After quickly rerouting myself towards my own room I had Videl on my new bed asleep and breathing normally as if she was at home. I quickly left and retreated into the guest room and accepted the generous offer of sleep. I glanced at the desk clock seeing the numbers 11:43 glaring into the darkness of the room. It wasn't long after that when I finally drifted into unconsciousness. I had the same dream again.

They had over the years changed. Once as a young teenager they would wake me up in fright, I would be a mess, even Vegeta the usually stoic man and aggressive Saiyan could see why and understand. In the years since the dreams became less of a haunting and somehow, I didn't know if it was a blessing from King Kai or just my unconsciousness, they changed. They stopped being the final moments between Cell and my Father and became just me and him, just talking, mostly in the vast green landscape near home. My Dad or the image of him in my dreams helped me throughout the years, whenever I had some sort of problem it became a sort of ritual for me to tell this image of my Dad, and just as always he would find the solution that would make me feel at ease, or happy.

One thing I did know is that the real Saviour of the World had a saviour, and I called him Dad.

Hey Guys again I'm sorry for such a short chapter, I've finally finished all my exams this year so I shall try and keep these updates coming, I know that some people don't particularly like how I write and I have received a flame or two, for those people regardless of whether it was the story or how I write.

I AM NOT STOPPING OR CHANGIING HOW I WRITE!

I started this fic with scratchy and rusty skills, to actually have a word target per chapter is something that keeps me writing. I will always try to develop the character in the situation, this chapter was to try and show how Videl was still Gohan's friend even though he sort of vanished after highschool.

For those of you who have been supportive and offered ideas, thank you, you have kept me going and not giving up on the story, I just hope that this is a chapter that has surprised you at points and been predictable at other.

Please review if you can, even guest reviews can help, just put in a name and if it is a question I'll write a response in the next chapter.

Thank you for reading, OotA