To summarize:

Gohan kidnapped Videl to be his mate and produced him an heir. Raditz is collecting dragonballs, while Vegeta has found out that Gohan is on Planet Earth. Of course he doesn't tell Goku, even though his other son, Goten, yearns for an older sibling. Currently, there will be a party at Capsule Corporation with Hercule, family of Bulma and of course Gohan and Videl. Something will obviously happen there.

Off on the side, Gero has a plan. He has Gohan doing his dirty work, such as selling androids and robots, but there must be something else that he's plotting.

July 2006 - To be honest I had to re-read everything. I re-wrote the plot, so I have an absolute ending to this. I do want to finish this story, and I thank my friend Rupz for inspiring me to do it. I guess I'll start to revamp the story from here and take out unnecessary details. I used to think detail was good but only to a certain point but I'm also a science-math person and now prone to just write the facts. But I noticed my writing abilities have deteriorated (but I have written this chapter last year). So anyways, enjoy, and know that there is a reason for everything.

Disclaimer: I, Goku's Daughter, do not own Dragonball/Z/GT.

Sinful

Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter

Chapter Nine: Curiosity

1 desire to know: a inquisitive interest in others' concerns : NOSINESS b interest leading to inquiry intellectual curiosity
2archaic undue nicety or fastidiousness
3 a one that arouses interest especially for uncommon or exotic characteristics b an unusual knickknack : CURIOc a curious trait or aspect

- Merriam-Webster OnLine

"…and rule number thirty-five: don't drink out of the bottle," Videl ordered sternly, tapping her finger nails on the dark-marbled countertop. She stood behind the island counter in the large kitchen, staring across at Gohan who had his lips stuck to the orange juice container.

Gohan kept his back towards her and slowly brought the container down. When he turned he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Why not?"

Videl's nose wrinkled up. "Because you'll put your germs in it! Don't double dip either! That's just gross." Suddenly she felt sickened that she might have consumed contaminated food.

The half-Saiyan did not put the juice back. Instead, he frowned. "I always drink out of it," he started, receiving a dark look from Videl. "I'm a Saiyan, I drink the whole thing." Still looking at her, he brought the juice container up and gulped down the rest of the contents within two minutes. Gohan tossed the container in the trashcan before giving her his full attention.

"Well even if you drink the whole thing, don't do it like that, especially in front of humans. Use a glass." Videl wanted to turn away from him, hating how he could stare at her relentlessly. Instead she sucked in courage and gave him an icy stare, but no matter how much she tried, she could never match his. Gohan's was just… cold… and soulless. It made her wonder sometimes. And she had time—a lot of time.

"I'm going out," he said shortly, breaking their long gaze. It was middle of the day, which meant that their sparring would commence later on.

Videl didn't say anything, wasn't expected to say anything. She did not even look at Gohan as he passed her and left the kitchen. Gohan, on the other hand, did, and when he was at the door, he sighed.

It was two days till the party and for some reason he was feeling rather confused and uneasy. Was it the girl? Was it the party itself? He didn't know. Gohan was never fond of pondering on these inflicting emotions. Never.

A medium-height woman stood behind a sales counter with a happy grin on her pretty face. She was quite nice to look at, having big, blue, cat eyes and golden-blonde hair that was cut short. Her body was thin but not too skinny. The human female wore a tight black skirt that hugged her buttocks. Her blouse was almost see-through and if she wore a white bra, you could have seen the lining. Fashion was her thing.

Apparently, from the wide grin that was on her face, she was happy. Maybe it was the big sale she made to a wealthy woman in the city. Her store, her establishment, had acquired over one thousand dollars in profit for one dress.

She scanned the store again, hunting for her next customer. Her eyes caught attention to a man by the window who appeared to have a lot of interest in her goods. It was strange how much intensity his eyes had, like the glass was going to break any second and then he would snatch it. The woman felt relieved however when he walked in. He glided in the room with grace, but slightly cautioned her from his cold, unfriendly vibe.

This man was tall with black spiky hair. He had a daunting scar on his face as well, but that made him look interesting. He wore a black button up shirt with midnight dark pants to match. His shoes were not boots but regular dress shoes that were also unpolished black. Immediately she checked the jewelry he wore. He wore none except for a silver watch. She shamelessly continued to watch him another minute before asking him if he needed assistance.

"Hi, my name is Erasa. Can I help you?" She gave him a friendly smile and left comfortable space between them.

His facial expression changed. He seemed more open when his lips curved upward slightly. "I need a dress for a formal event."

"Okay… do you have any preferences? Low cut? Slits? Straps? No straps? Colour? Beads? What type of event is it?" The crystal-blue eyed woman stopped and waited for an answer before continuing her interrogation.

"It's a Christmas party." Of course he disregarded her other questions that he clearly couldn't answer.

Erasa blinked twice and subtly looked down at his left hand's ring finger. "Is this dress for your girlfriend?"

This time he looked uneasy because his lips tightened. Then soon it morphed to a smirk. "Yeah. It is."

"Then why won't you bring her down so she could choose it out?" Erasa was oblivious that maybe this man had kidnapped her.

"It's a surprise."

Erasa was slightly disappointed but that didn't stop her from making a sale. "Well then, I can still help you. What's her favourite colour?"

"Red," was his reply after a short while. Erasa wasn't sure if it was because he had to think about it, or if he was making it up.

"Okay, can you describe her body for me?" The blonde watched him shift his foot on the ground and cross his arms.

"She's short. Just a little above five feet. She has big blue eyes like yours but they're more on the violet side. She has dark, black, straight hair…" Erasa noticed that he halted. He was supposed to describe her body. That wasn't so hard, was it?

Unknown to her his mouth had become dry. "She's not skinny, she's toned—" he paused again, in some kind of daze. "She's curvy in the right places…she's fit."

"And?" Erasa questioned.

"And that's it."

Well that wasn't a lot of information he had given her.

"Do you have a picture of her?" Erasa politely asked. The potential costumer shook his head. "Well, as for her body, is it like mine?"

He nodded slowly, looking deep in thought. "But she's more muscular."

Erasa nodded. "Do you know if her skin had any freckles, moles, unsightly scars, stretch marks or permanent blemishes on her body?"

In turn, he quickly shook his head.

Erasa looked up at the ceiling lights. How was she going to please this customer if he didn't know what he wanted? "Okay, what's the one thing about her body that you like the most?" It was a personal question but the blonde was getting desperate to find answers.

It took another short moment before he told her. "Her skin." It was like he was debating with himself what he should choose.

"Keep in mind it's winter," she immediately said. Her hip leaned to the side and she pursed her lips together. "What price bracket are we talking about?"

"Money is not an issue."

"Okay, let me think…" Very soon, Erasa's eyes lit up and she reassured him that she some dresses in mind. He simply nodded and waited.

When Erasa returned with three dresses, she allowed the man to examine them. Each were of different colour and of different style and the price tags was staggeringly high. Erasa closely watched how he looked at the dresses. It was with so much sincerity and thought. She assumed that he was imagining his girlfriend in the dress.

"Just to let you know, all of these dresses are in style."

The man nodded and soon his eyes settled on the last dress. His fingers examined the material gently. He smirked and agreed on this one. Erasa smiled. It was pricey but worth its money.

"And I've made more money!" her mind screamed.

When the man made his purchase, he folded the dress over his arm before taking off. Saying, "Thank you," sounded a bit awkward, like it was a new phrase he learned but she didn't pay attention to that. What he said next, though, totally caught her off guard. "If you can do… makeup and hair, I'd like to hire you."

Erasa immediately said an ardent, "Yes!" nodding rather happily.

"I'm gonna make more money!" her mind chanted.

One corner of his mouth lifted. "I'll be back to take you to my home in two days at this time. Be prepared." And that was it. He left, strolling out with that same grace. Erasa stared at him long after, slightly in awe. She didn't even ask what his name was.

"Stupid Erasa. Very stupid," she muttered after a while.

"Gohan, what is in your hand?" Videl asked curiously, waiting for him on their bed. She wore a summer dress and heels. It was red with black flowers and a frilly bottom. Her hair was sloppily tied up in a bun with strands sticking out in various directions.

"Why are you dressed like that?" Gohan asked, ignoring her question completely. He immediately headed to the closet to put the bag away. When he returned he saw Videl frowning at him.

"I asked you first," she said authoritatively.

"So?"

Videl sighed, knowing she wasn't going to win this fight. "I have to teach you how to dance, and since I'm most likely going to wear a dress and heels, I might as well try it like this."

Gohan nodded, wearing a lazy smile on his face that made Videl think of gloomy, rainy mornings. "I see."

"So what was in that bag…" she took a closer at him and tried not to smile, "And why are you dressed like that?" Videl liked how he looked in those clothes. So sophisticated. So handsome. When he came closer to her, she tried to ignore how her chest felt tighter.

"I'm dressed decently because I had to get your dress."

The female raised an eyebrow. "My dress?"

He nodded and confirmed with a small, "Yeah."

She narrowed her eyes while she bit down on her lower lip. In a child-like manner she raised her finger to her chin before pointing it at her abductor. "You? You got my dress?"

"Yes…what's the big deal?" Gohan sat down beside her.

She turned her body to face him. By her expression, Gohan couldn't tell if she was unhappy or delighted with this fact. "Usually guys don't buy dresses, even if it's for their girlfriends. They… they don't have taste… for fashion." Videl gave him a blank look with her lips tightly pressed together in a line.

"Oh well, it's not like I chose it out. A woman who worked there assisted me. I just decided which one I liked better."

"And if it could fit me?" Videl regretted saying that.

"Well I did see you naked." He didn't smirk or grin at her but his stare made her grow uncomfortable. She feared that he would do something to her but at the same time the thought that he could…excited her. She quickly shook her head. "Can I see it?"

He gave her another lazy smile. "No. It's a surprise. Plus I'm going to bring that woman from the store to do…your girly stuff. I don't understand why you humans go to such extents for beauty…" His eyes strayed on various objects in the room as he combed his hair with his fingers.

Videl's expression was rather bitter now. "And what are you going to do with her after she's done 'fixing me up'. Kill her?" Her hands were clenched in anger. She didn't want to see a person she had contact with die.

Gohan shrugged. "It depends if she can keep her mouth shut. However, if she knows that you are held here against your will I guess I have to, or Seventeen will do it."

Sudden chills ran down her spine. It frightened her the way he said that, like that life, this being that he was bringing in days time didn't matter. Videl looked down on the bed and held the controller in her hand, turning on the TV and DVD player that she just hooked up. Soon two people were on the screen, dancing and singing.

"Are we going to do that?" Gohan asked slowly, not sounding too happy or thrilled. He didn't notice Videl looking at him strangely.

"Yeah. If you have a problem with that then we won't dance at the party." Videl's gaze drifted onto the TV, shuddering when she saw the couple hold each other closely. She wasn't sure if he was disgusted with the video or mesmerized.

It took Gohan another minute to answer. "I don't have a problem with it." It came out slowly, carefully, and he didn't turn around to see Videl's eye twitch.

"Okay." She breathed out deeply, standing to her feet and waited for Gohan to face her. He unbuttoned his cuffs and stared at her, looking rather lost.

Her chest rose up and fell down in an exaggerated manner, as if she was out of breath. "Okay…" She brought her right hand out to him and simply said, "Hold my hand." Gohan did as he was told. Gently, he touched her right hand with his left before actually holding it.

Videl moved closer to him and her throat tightened. She tried to ignore the blood pumping in her ears. He at least did not notice her nervousness because his eyes were not on her. They were on the TV. "Gohan?"

The next thing he did, surprised her. He took a step closer to her, holding her back with his other hand. With her eyes widened, Videl could feel his slightly shaking hand. All of this, she realized, was awkward to him. "Now what do I do?" he asked in a low voice.

Videl let her free hand travel to his, and patted on it. "Keep that hand there." Then she moved her left hand to curve around the back of his neck. With tension mounting, Videl licked her lips dry before asking, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Gohan nodded.

"Good. Because I am too." She heard him snort from that remark and Videl decided to ignore him.

"Uh... okay. Now we just sway to the music. There's nothing to it." Videl led, and he followed; she was thankful that he did not step on her toes. He was indeed a quick learner.

Gohan kept his eyes opened through all of this, observing the female in his arms, and the couple slowly dancing on the television. It perplexed him that he was so fascinated by this… and her. It was just dancing! Gohan honestly never really danced in his life, so maybe that was why he was so awestruck with this art form.

Videl tried to relax as Gohan got this down. Fairly quickly, he was synchronized with her, moving his feet at her pace. She wasn't sure when exactly they got closer, but soon she realized that both of her hands were behind his neck, and similarly, both of Gohan's hands were at her waist. For a moment when her head rested on his chest she forgot that he abducted her and that he was a murderer. The moment was prolonged when another song started. Videl looked up at Gohan and their eyes met. She saw his calmness. Why? Why wasn't he nervous and anxious anymore?

Gohan was a cool guy, that's why, her mind spoke.

"Cool?" she asked herself. Gohan… cool?

Videl suddenly heard a whisper. "Videl, you smell nice…"

Her blue eyes snapped open. "What?" she whispered back, afraid to speak loudly. "I smell nice?"

His dark eyes bored into hers, halting their dance. Opening his mouth slowly, he responded, "Yeah."

Videl pulled away a little to take a good look at his face. She never recalled Gohan lying, even if it was a sin. Before decided to make a scene, she gracefully took the compliment. "I use body spray." The silence between them broke when a more upbeat, dance song began. When she noticed that Gohan's eyes were back on the TV, she turned around. "I'm impressed how fast you got that. I guess we're done for today." Videl walked away from him and headed outside.

Videl breathed in and out heavily, looking up at the gray sky that was spitting down rain. It wasn't heavy but more like a harsh drizzle. Despite the weather condition, Videl stayed out there, allowing her and her red dress to get saturated. She opened her hair, wanting her whole self to get wet. Very lazily, she walked in a large circle in Gohan's massive backyard, carefully watching the faint silhouettes' that belonged to each of the android bodyguards. She was able to make out five out in this weather and she knew that it was impossible for her to escape. By the time she got to the huge brick wall, they would have seen her. Even if she made it over the wall by flying, they would have spotted and caught her easily. Her two 'servants' Christina and Salina were more than a match for Videl. The blue-eyed female could only imagine how powerful the guards were. Never mind that, who knew what Gohan do to her if she tried to escape again?

Kill her perhaps?

Rape her for what he wanted?

Videl swallowed hard, and whatever liquid formed in her eyes, she didn't let them escape. She realized she changed; she got tougher. She didn't cry anymore. It wasn't that bad. It wasn't that bad…

She made the best of things.

Pretending to be his friend wasn't that bad. But she couldn't let her defenses down. Videl trembled suddenly remembering his hot breath on her skin while they danced…

Why did she let him in her thoughts again? Think about how to get out…

She trembled again when she felt her heart race, thinking about their everyday closeness and the way he stared at her.

"Get out of my head!" Videl suddenly screamed, holding her head. Then slowly her fingers combed through her wet hair before pulling on it, screaming again.

Exasperated with herself and him, she discarded her heels with a hard kick, not caring where they flung to and sat down on the dirty grass. Pulling both of her knees into her chest, she rested her head on her knees, staring out at the dark sky.

"You know you're going to get sick in the rain," Videl heard a voice behind her. She knew it wasn't Gohan. It was surprisingly Salina and if Videl turned around to see her face, it would have looked slightly troubled.

"Just go away." She continued to ignore Salina until she turned around to look at her carefully.

"Master Gohan told me to make sure you're alright and being in the rain doesn't make you alright," Salina said slowly. By Videl's bored look, she knew Videl was hardly surprised. Videl always tried to ignore and avoid both Salina and Christina.

"You can go tell 'Master' Gohan that this is how I think. The rain is comforting." This time Videl was shocked when Salina didn't move to do as Videl bid. Salina just cast down her dark eyes on the soaked Videl, not frowning nor smiling.

"What happened this time?" Salina asked carefully, hesitantly. The motherly tone that she had used completely caught Videl off guard.

Videl eyed Salina warily. "What do you mean, 'what happened?'"

"Why are you running from him? What… happened?"

Videl lifted one eyebrow before sighing. Would it hurt to actually confide in someone? Before she could stop herself, she blurted out, "I'm afraid of him." The rain has become the only element that broke the silence between them.

"Afraid? You know he wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

She continued to eye her servant. "How can you be so sure?"

"I've been working for him for…awhile. Since he brought you here, he's been different. It may seem faint, but I could see a change. He's not going to hurt you," was her short explanation.

Videl didn't quite believe her. "He kills people. He's hostile. I don't believe I could possibly change him."

"Yes, you have, but you're too frustrated and sad to notice. Or maybe, it's just too early to see it."

Videl did an eye roll. "Okay. Say if I have changed him, what the hell did I do?"

"He's not as unsympathetic and arrogant." When she saw Videl's bored look, she continued. "He's more playful, like as if he was… happy… or at least something like that." The way that she said it sounded like Gohan was never happy before.

Videl sighed again, trying to ignore a swelling of pride inside of her. "So what makes you think he won't hurt me?" It was clear that she was trying to change the subject.

"Did he ever say that he would not hurt you?"

"Yes. But that's—"

"Then he wouldn't. Trust him."

"Why do you like him so much? Why do you care," Videl shot back. After a moment, she said, "How exactly did you become like this."

"An android?"

"Yeah."

"From what I remember, I was in poverty. I had no home, nothing. Dr. Gero found me and offered me to become the most 'powerful female in the world'. He fed me some more lines, and then I was hooked. My sister and I both got hooked, I mean… and we became androids."

"Do you like being an android?"

"Well, it has great benefits. Super speed and strength. You'll only find stuff like that in comics."

Videl nodded.

"And I like working for Master Gohan, well, it's better than working for Gero." Salina's eyes hardened. "It's much better working for Master Gohan," she whispered as a roaring thunder soon silenced them.

"We should go inside," Salina reminded Videl after a short moment. As Videl rose to her naked feet, she heard Salina say, "I'm glad Gohan brought you here. It's nice to have another girl in the house."

Videl could only smile weakly at that.

Soon both women reached the glass sliding door and politely Salina opened it for Videl. Inside, Videl discovered that Christina was waiting for them, holding towels. She wrapped one around Videl's body before wrapping the other around her dark hair. Christina repeated this task on her sister.

Videl did wonder why they were being nice to her but she reminded herself that it must be Gohan's orders. However, when Gohan came downstairs and saw them, he was surprised and curious. He let that show on his face when his eyes narrowed down to slits.

"Where were you?" Gohan asked.

Videl gave him a dry smile. "I was thinking."

Salina smiled—the first, real smile that Videl saw on her face—and said that she'll get a bowl of soup for Videl. Unknown to him, both of his servants knew what a change there was in Gohan. Only Gohan never realized it and Videl chose to be in denial.

Erasa sat down on a stool by the glass counter, waiting patiently for that customer to arrive. Her manicured nail tapped the surface as her employee started to work. Ten minutes passed by until that man returned.

"Hi there. It occurred to me you never told me your name…" she spoke casually, friendly.

He smiled slowly. "Gohan."

Erasa nodded and picked up two large, bulky bags behind the counter. In the corner of her eye she saw Gohan raise an eyebrow in interest, so she simply said, "I have no idea who your mystery lady is so I brought mostly everything." Gohan took them from her and quickly the exited the shop.

On the busy streets of Satan city, Erasa began to walk slightly behind Gohan, huffing with each step she took. "Gohan, don't you use a car or something." Her nose started to freeze.

"It won't be far…" was his only explanation.

Erasa rolled her eyes and decided not to whine. In five short minutes Gohan and Erasa passed three busy streets and Erasa did try to have a conversation with Gohan but it was difficult. He wasn't the most open, friendly person she ever met before.

"We're here." Gohan turned in an abandoned alleyway with three dumpsters on one side. On the other was an old factory.

"This is it? I saw a movie like this…" Erasa grew really nervous. "And then all of a sudden-"

The moment she said that a man with shoulder length hair come out of the shadows. He wore an orange bandana on his neck as well as sporting street clothes. As the blonde was observing this man with a golden, loop earring on his ear, she never noticed Gohan move swiftly behind her. Immediately, darkness took over.

"I have a surprise for you," Gohan said, shoving his hands in his pants pockets.

"Oh, are you going to make me guess?" she asked, grinning, eyeing her abductor carefully. As a new day came, her courage grew and Gohan didn't frighten her.

Presently, Videl and Gohan had finished one of their now rare sparring and they had retreated back to their bedroom. Videl was considering taking a shower but Gohan had stopped her, and since she was in a more positive mood than usual, he was able to inspire her interest.

"No."

"Is it a pet?"

"I just said—"

"I really hope it's a puppy. I'd name it Inu—"

"Hey! I said—"

"Yeah and the puppy would have a real pretty poppy red collar. And I would love him for—"

"I just said I'm not making you guess!"

Videl smiled at him slowly, not nervous that she had possibly aroused his temper. She liked annoying him. "Okay what is it then?" she asked, both of her eyebrows lifted in curiosity. Her hair was tied up in a lazy ponytail but those tiny hairs did not hide her face, which Gohan preferred. It was easier to read her emotions when there was nothing in the way.

The half-Saiyan wondered why, at many times, Videl stared at him like this. It was like she didn't want to look at him but something possessed her too. It was odd but he never bothered to ask her why. All that mattered was making her happy. "I brought you a make up and hair stylist for the Christmas Eve party."

Videl frowned. "That was my surprise," she tried to sound ungrateful, "I was really hoping for a puppy."

At that moment, Salina knocked and entered the room with a small, genuine smile on her pretty face. "She's awake." After delivering her message, she left Gohan and Videl in silence.

"Alright Gohan, let's see her. I really wonder how you brought her here. Did you abduct her like me?" Videl asked dryly, following the half-Saiyan out of the room.

Gohan chuckled. "I only hunt and capture the precious things that I want." When he received an irritated eye roll from Videl, he made a lazy smile. "I'll put your mind at rest by disclosing that she came by her own free will. She was actually quite excited for this job."

Suddenly Videl stopped, her eyebrows coming closer together from worry. "Are you going to…terminate her after she's done her job?"

Gohan paused to look at her spooked face. The hollow, frightened tone she used slightly chilled him. "Most likely, especially if I have a reason to." He waited until Videl recomposed her attitude, confidence and posture before entering the orange room next door. He would have never foreseen the reaction both females would make.

Videl's eye bugged out. Immediately, she had recognized her friend. "Oh my god… Erasa?"

It took Erasa a little more time. "Videl!" Erasa was grinning, happy to see her friend.

Videl frowned bitterly and her heart ached. Immediately she whipped her head around at Gohan, giving him a look that said, "I don't believe you!"

Author Notes: I have failed myself, I know. The quality of this chapter is so far off from the first…but with the chapters that I'm writing now, I'm trying to get it back to how it was – for this chapter I cut out three pages. Anyways, do a poor author a favour and review. Thank you for reading.

(If anyone knows how to maintain paragraphs let me know!)