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Sinful

Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter

Chapter Ten: Amazing

1 obsolete BEWILDER, PERPLEX
2 to fill with wonder : ASTOUND
intransitive verb to show or cause astonishment
synonym see SURPRISE

-- Merriam-Webster OnLine

"Videl?" The short, dark haired female was still turned the other way. She appeared angry or upset, which concerned the blonde. "Videl?" Erasa asked again in a louder more confident voice.

This time, Videl moved away from the man, Gohan, and closer to Erasa. The blonde watched her friend turn at her, and slowly smile. Then she did the unexpected. Videl almost lunged at her, hugging the blonde close.

"Please. Don't ask questions. Don't be melodramatic," Videl whispered in Erasa's ears.

Erasa glanced over to Gohan before looking back at Videl, who was now squeezing her. The blonde kept her mouth shut. She saw the seriousness on Videl's face and nodded subtly.

Videl released the woman and turned around at Gohan. "You brought her to…" Videl couldn't finish her sentence. Another more disturbing thought struck her.

"Are you going to…terminate her after she's done her job?"

Videl's lips parted slightly, standing in front of Erasa protectively.

"Most likely, especially if I have a reason to."

Videl wondered if Gohan had any idea that Erasa was one of her best friends. A frown cracked her face as she watched his almost emotionless expression. She had to protect Erasa somehow.

Erasa noticed the silence and stare between Gohan and Videl, and she could not help but giggle. "Are you his girlfriend? I can't believe you never told me!"

That accusation earned a look from both Gohan and Videl. Videl was more stunned but she never said anything to contradict Erasa's statement. Instead, the smaller woman swallowed hard and forced a small, shy smile on her face. "You caught me," and she laughed nervously.

Erasa grinned at her friend and soon her crystal, blue eyes flickered to Gohan. "You! How come you never told me your girlfriend is the famous Videl Satan? I can't believe this!"

"Erasa, it's nothing serious. Calm down." Videl's attempt did not help the situation.

"And you moved in with him too! Wow! Videl, you must have really love him…" Her outrageous accusation shifted to statements of how Videl never really liked men in general. Erasa explained how Videl always found too many faults in them and that Videl believed there was no one for her. She failed to mention that Videl was afraid of intimacy and that she had trust issues.

Videl's smile weakened and she shuddered a bit, feeling Gohan's amused stare on her. "Excuse us Erasa, Gohan and I need to talk. I'll be back soon. Just sit tight, okay?" She didn't wait for a confirmation, immediately heading to Gohan. Frustrated, she grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room, to the hallway, and then to their room. Videl closed the door shut and glared at Gohan who gave her a lazy, amused smile.

"I had no idea that you two knew each other," Gohan said first, reading her mind once again.

She smiled dryly. "Oh, am I that predictable?"

The hybrid's smile sharpened a little. "Yes, especially when you're angry."

Videl's frown became bitterer, advancing Gohan quickly. "Take her back Gohan. I don't want her here."

"Why? I thought she was your friend." If he was confused it didn't show on his face.

"Yeah, exactly. You're going to kill her when she's done here!" Videl threw her hands up, dramatic, fearful and furiously.

"If I take her back, killing her now would be a greater option since she knows you're here. There's no point."

Videl sighed, burying her face in her small hands. When she looked back up at Gohan, she asked him softly, "Please don't kill her. Don't hurt her." A moment passed between them, staring at each other, and she felt as if he heard her. She felt he was humanized enough to listen. She felt they shared a moment.

Gohan's lips pursed in a line. "If she means that much to you, then I will not."

Her eyes grew hopeful, elated and suspicious. "Are you serious?"

"If she believes you're here because of our false intimacy and if you can convince her to keep her mouth shut, then maybe I won't." He knew she would hate him more if he did harm Erasa, let alone murder her. And it was not that he cared too much of what Videl thought of him but to go back to how they were in the beginning would be tough.

Videl's eyes strayed down on the carpet while her hands groped the doorknob behind her. She understood well what he was saying. If Erasa knew that she was here against her will, then she would be trouble for Gohan—and then Gohan would terminate her. "I'll go tell her to keep this a secret…us a secret" The way she said 'us' was forceful and resentful.

Gohan nodded, keeping silent as she walked out of the room. When she was gone, Gohan headed to the closet to change for training. Now that Erasa was here, it should keep Videl occupied. Very occupied.

"Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

"You know, your father is worried sick about you. So many people are. Do you have any idea how many people are searching for you? For Kami's sake, everyone thinks you're kidnapped and are being tortured somewhere! Or even worse… dead!"

"Please Erasa. You can't say anything. I ran away from home." She paused and then supported her initial lie, "I'm sick of the publicity."

"So then why are you going back? To that party?"

Videl sucked in a deep breath, hoping she was a good actor to fool Erasa. "I'm going under another alias. So in a sense, I'm not returning home. Those people will not see Videl."

Videl breathed heavily as she dragged Erasa to the kitchen. She could see her friend's confusion on her face but Videl could not tell her the truth. It was, after all, to protect Erasa. And Videl would, she resolved. She always protected people.

"Erasa!" she snapped. "Please. It's a secret. Do you imagine how the paparazzi will hound me… and Gohan… if they found out that I'm dating someone! Please do it to protect me."

Erasa opened her mouth to protest but she saw Videl's exhausted, helpless look, she decided to keep silent. "Okay, okay. I promise. I won't say a word to anybody. But what about Sharpener? You know… I think he deserves the truth. I mean…he was one of the last people who saw you…"

Videl's helpless look intensified; it was a look that reminded Erasa of wounded puppies.

"Okay. I will keep it a secret." For a second or three, she was silent before a laugh escaped her pretty lips. "You do realize how difficult it'll be for me to keep this secret?"

Videl smiled, pulling the large fridge door open. "Yeah, I do but I trust you. You won't let me down."

The blonde nodded vigorously. "Of course." She sat on a stool, adapting to her new environment very well. "A glass of water please."

Videl dug in the fridge before pulling out a 2-litre soft drink bottle and a jug of water. She poured a glass for Erasa before serving herself. Erasa sipped on her drink like a lady, observing Videl's typical behaviour. "You know, coke is bad for you."

At that, Videl lowered her half-empty glass of coke and stared sheepishly at her friend. "That's what Gohan says too but it just tastes so good."

Erasa smiled at her friend, or more accurately at Videl's mention of Gohan. Evidently, she was happy for Videl, a tough lady who never took time out for men. Gohan must be something. "So," Erasa sung, "tell me about Gohan?"

Videl stiffened, pursing her lips together. The room had become awkwardly too silent for Videl's comfort. "What's there to tell?" In an effort to retain nonchalance, she rested her elbows on the cool counter, giving Erasa a casual, serene look.

Erasa waved her hand at her friend, as if to dismiss Videl's modesty. "Oh come on. If you've been with him since you were missing, then that's almost two months living with him. I know there's much to tell."

Videl's eye twitched for one short second, wondering how to make Gohan look boyfriend worthy without lying. She learned early in her life that lies lead to more trouble. "Well…" she began, her eyes straying onto her hands. "He's good looking."

Erasa rolled her eyes. "No duh! I already got that part."

She looked away for a moment. "Um…he's also strong and smart."

There was a twinkle of curiosity in her eyes. "Really? How strong?"

Videl wore a proud look and she was aware of how easy it was to look this way. "He's much stronger than me. He could defeat me if he wanted to." Videl was careful not to say that Gohan was stronger than her own father.

Erasa looked amazed. "Wow! I was wondering for a second why someone like him would go out with a stronger girl. Guys like these are usually more dominating."

Videl did not comment on that.

"Hey, is this the reason why you like him… that he's stronger than you?" Erasa suspected, frowning.

Videl blinked. "Uh…sure." She quickly brought the glass to her lips.

"Oh this is so cute! Okay, what else?" she prodded, grinning pleasantly.

It took Videl another moment to reply. The memories of high school came flooding back, even when it was so long ago. Videl remembered when she had her first kiss; Erasa poked and poked her to tell about it. "There's nothing else."

Erasa rolled her eyes. "How could there be nothing else. Unless…" There was a nasty smile on her face that made Videl wonder.

Videl blinked once. "What?"

Erasa pointed at her with her index finger, crying out, "You're sleeping with him!"

"What?" Videl's eyes bulged out and she almost choked on her soft drink.

Erasa repeated her statement, punctuating each words. "You are sleeping with him!"

"I'll say this once and once only, I am not sleeping with Gohan!" she yelled protectively. "Ew! Erasa! I would never start loving someone this way. You're sick!"

The blonde grinned, taking no offence to what Videl was saying. "Admit it."

"I do share a bed with him but I am not sexually active with him." At this point, Videl was very tempted to smack her friend in the face. However, seeing Erasa sort of cower calmed Videl down.

"Okay, I was just asking. Jeez. I just don't see much reason why you're staying with him. Just because he's cute isn't a good enough answer. I know you too well."

Videl gave herself a mental smack. She wasn't good at thinking on the spot. "Gohan can be nice," was the first thing that came out of her mouth. "He gives me whatever I want—from clothes to books... almost anything I want. He also respects me. Gohan is the first guy that doesn't see me as Hercule's daughter. He sees me for myself. He sees my qualities… not a tool that can give him millions." The look on Erasa's face urged Videl to go on. Her friend was loving this. "Gohan is very…" By now Videl ran out of things to say, so she went back to the obvious, "hot."

Erasa's smile vanished for a moment and Videl knew what she was thinking.

"His body is…magnificent," Videl continued, exaggerating her breath and widening her eyes. She could not believe what she was saying. "Not an ounce of fat anywhere. Just pure, raw muscles. Chiselled to envy the Greek Gods."

Erasa's eyes sparkled. "He's more muscular than Sharpener?"

"Yeah, much better." She raised one of her eyebrows up in a naughty manner and desperately hoped she did not sound too out of character for Erasa to notice.

A smirk found its way to Erasa's cupid bow lips. "Then isn't he tempting? How could you control yourself?" The tone she used almost made her wonder the same question.

Videl blinked, her lips slightly parting. "I… I'm strong Erasa. We're going to wait until we get married." The incredulous look that Erasa gave Videl said she didn't believe her.

"Hello! Who the hell waits nowadays?"

She quickly countered with, "I don't want to become pregnant."

Erasa's eyebrows rose and she wondered what was wrong with Videl. "They invented something called condoms."

Her voice grew louder. "And what if it breaks?"

Erasa's voice grew as well, to match Videl's. "Use other contraceptives." They both looked like two children bickering.

"No thank you. I'm scared." Videl's eyes saddened, purposely.

In turn, Erasa looked concerned. "Of what?"

"Losing my virginity," Videl said in a low, soft voice.

"Heh. There's nothing to be afraid of."

She smiled at that, baring her square, white teeth. "Hmm. The expert has spoken."

"I'm serious Videl. If you love him as much as he loves you, then what's the problem?"

Her eyes grew curious and amused. "What gives you the slightest indication that I love him or vice versa?"

"Well I'm not sure if you love him but I know he loves you. How can any man live in a house with you and not touch you? Unless it was your father, of course."

She felt a bead of sweat roll down her face. "That doesn't mean he loves me. That means I'm ugly."

Erasa laughed. "Okay. Have you seen the dress he got you? He paid a lot of bucks on that."

"No I haven't seen it. He says it's a surprise. And it's irrelevant how much he spent on it. He's rich so he can afford it."

"Oh is that so? Well then..." Erasa stopped, thinking. Her forehead wrinkled up while her pedicure nails tapped gently on the counter surface. "He just does. Okay."

Videl smiled slightly, putting each of their empty glasses in the sink. "Erasa you have no idea what you're talking about."

The blonde laughed again. "Oh sue me. I just got here."

Videl rolled her eyes at her friend. "Okay, I guess I should show you around. It's easy to get lost here." She straightened her back and waited for Erasa to stand up.

"You might as well."

Her friend was a good host, showing her most areas of the house, minus the weird, dark looking places.

Videl pushed the tenth door opened. Its hinges creaked. "And this room is a room full of crap."

Erasa stepped inside. It had junk everywhere but that made it interesting. There were jars full of slim, varying in colours. There were swords lying about. A broken mirror was set to one side. They looked like relics from odd ends of the Earth. It was actually from odd ends of the Universe.

"I found this stuff one day when I was exploring but I didn't really touch them." Both Videl and Erasa walked around.

"Do you know what this mirror is for?" Erasa asked.

"I stood in front of it before and it showed me my childhood. I think it's one of those mirrors that show you your fondest memories."

The mirror was five feet tall with a thick, silver frame. Erasa stood before it and she saw herself as a child as well. "I guess you're right." She shrugged but continued to look in it.

While Erasa was checking herself in the mirror, Videl examined the 'crap' as she put it, on the right shelf. Ligot. Frobut. One was really weirdly called GefGful. There were translations under them in Gohan's script writing but before she had a chance to examine them all Christina entered the room.

"Master Gohan wishes for your presence in the training room. He says to change for training."

Erasa turned to Videl, seeing her smile grow immensely as her friend cracked her knuckles.

"Alright," Videl remarked. "Does he mind if Erasa watches?"

"No, Videl." Christina learned very well to address her Mistress by her name. Videl wouldn't have it any other way.

"Okay. Did you take out my clothes?"

Christina nodded.

"Thanks. You can watch too and if Gohan really puts up a fight, feel free to intervene." Videl's smile hadn't wavered. Their relationship had grown along the lines of friendship.

"Of course. I'll go and tell him that you're coming." With that, Christina was gone.

"Wow. You get service too," Erasa commented. "He's training you?"

Videl looked at her impassively. "I told you, he's stronger than me."

One corner of her lip and an eyebrow rose. "And you're okay with this? I know you like to be stronger than the rest."

Slightly frowning, Videl lifted a shoulder in nonchalance. "I can't help that." Inside of her head her thought continued. He's not even human.

Erasa was led into a large, steel grey room, where Gohan was standing shirtless. Immediately her jaw hung. Videl was not lying at all.

"Hey Erasa, see that box room. You'll be safe in there." Erasa hadn't heard Videl's command until she repeated it again. Erasa obeyed, passively sitting in the control booth.

Gohan paid no heed to Erasa nor was he bothered by her stare. He kept both of his dark eyes on Videl, who in turn stared right at him.

"What are we doing today?" she asked, not bothering to question where his shirt had gone, or what type of training he put himself under earlier.

"First, a game."

"For your amusement I presume." She crossed her arms under her breasts in a typical manner.

"Of course." Gohan turned away from her, looking about in the room as if calculating something in his head. "It's tag."

"I'm not it," Videl quickly declared, stepping away from him in a light stance, ready to run or fly. She forgot that it was not normal to fly and use energy balls; she had not given a thought of what Erasa would think.

Gohan closed his eyes, as if counting and giving her time to hide, even though there were no hiding places in the room. "Alright, I'll give you ten seconds."

That was the signal to run away from the Saiyan, who fortunately coiled his tail protectively around his waist, camouflaging like a belt. Videl was nowhere to be seen, constantly running around in blurbs that Erasa had to strain her eyes.

Gohan slightly smiled, almost marvelling at her improved speed. "That's not fast enough," he yelled before elevating off the ground. His eyes locked intensely to her every move, giving her five more short seconds before he went after her.

He decided he would refrain from using ki balls to stop her. He planned to catch her the old-fashioned way. Gohan began to pick up speed and soon he was directly behind her. She knew it and panicking, she ran straight to the wall. Erasa, who was still squinting, was only in awe with their speed.

The half-Saiyan asked himself what she was doing, amused by her once again. He was slightly impressed that she bounced off the walls to gain more speed—and soon, both of them did not touch the ground. The game was totally in air.

Videl's breathing came shorter and shorter as she continued to zip through the air. She narrowly missed Gohan's grasp, knowing that he was toying with her. If he were actually trying, he would have already caught her. Videl looked back, searching for her predator, but couldn't catch sight of him. She looked back in front and then was aware that he was coming directly at her with a nasty grin on his face, baring his square teeth. Videl clenched her jaw and did the only thing that came natural. She screamed.

"Get out of my way!"

That, screaming, did no effect. Videl threw numerous ki balls, whose size matched regular-sized basketballs, directly in front of him, hoping it would slow him down. Soon she found out that Gohan had turned the game up another level, totally disappearing out of sight. Narrowing her eyes, she turned around in full circles, awaiting his tag. At the same time, she gathered energy in her hand, ready to deploy them at Gohan if he dared to get her now. After what felt like five minutes, Videl began to fly near the ground, awaiting his attack.

The moment she felt his arms encircled around her waist, Videl looked down and saw Gohan smiling at her. "You're too slow." She did not like that smile. She also did not like the closeness and the butterflies let loose in her stomach. She hated the butterflies.

"Get off!" she yelled, releasing an energy blast at his face. Immediately a yellow power veiled him, protecting him so when the puff of smoke cleared, he stood unaffected. "You're still too weak."

Videl ceased to struggle because she knew she was already it. "And you're still a jerk." She weakly fake smiled, waiting to be free but she realized that he wanted a fight. "In front of Erasa?" she questioned lightly.

"Hmm. I don't care." His nonchalance sometimes amazed her.

Videl, still in his grasp, immediately reached to punch his face. Gohan dodged it of course. She struck at him again and again and when she made no progress, she had the nerve to bite him. Honestly, he did not see this coming.

Her pearly teeth clamped down on the flesh of his neck, as if she was some feral dog fighting to survive. She never pulled away until he let go, and until then, she bit in harder and harder. He restrained himself from striking her face and he was shocked that she would do such a thing. When Gohan retreated, Videl tasted the blood and its sourness but she was pleased to provoke expression on his face.

"You bit me," he said in an unbelieving tone.

"I know." Videl was slightly disappointed that he was not angry with her. She gave him what he wanted. A fight.

Videl went into a stance, just as Gohan did. She ran to attack him, but then the unexpected happened again. She tripped by her own two feet, falling forward. Her head smashed hard with the cold floor and before Videl knew it, she passed out.

Erasa watched, nonplussed, as she rose out of her seat. Their whole game of tag and their small portion of fighting had left her in awe and perplexity. They were amazing with that speed—and she didn't know why but she believed it was all real. Gohan was shirtless; he couldn't have worn jet packs. Then there was Videl. She has never seen her friend fight like this. Erasa knew that Videl would not wear any mechanical device to improve herself this well. It was real.

She got out of the booth and headed towards her fallen friend. Erasa didn't quite understand how she fell, but she was concerned for Videl's well-being. When the blonde reached her short friend, she found Videl in Gohan's arms. She followed him exiting the training room, asking Gohan, "What happened?"

Gohan did not appear to be angry or amused with the fall or Erasa trailing after him. "She tripped." he said impassively. He thought that their game of tag and using so much energy must have made Videl tired and clumsy.

They headed across the hall and soon reached Gohan's room. She carefully watched him with clear eyes, observing how gentle he had become. He effortlessly used one arm to hold her friend comfortably, and the other to turn over the many thick covers. Slowly, he placed Videl on the bed before pulling those same covers over her.

"Wouldn't she get hot?" Erasa asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"No," he replied, staring at Videl. "She gets cold easily, especially when she's sleeping."

Erasa nodded and didn't say another word. She continued to watch Gohan, not alarmed or afraid if he found her gaze to be uncomfortable. The human female didn't know why but she did not take much heed to Videl's earlier warning: "Don't piss off Gohan. He can hurt you." At this moment, he looked so… different with her friend, that Erasa conveniently forgot about her friend's advice.

Erasa was also aware when Gohan's large hand touched Videl's forehead, stroking the middle as if something was there. He outlined a circle, the potential size of the bruise or bump, and then his fingers trailed her cheeks and nose. When he appeared to be finished he got up and told Erasa, "Put some ice on her forehead before it swells too much. If she wakes up anytime soon, tell her I went out and I won't be back for at least a couple of hours." When Erasa nodded, he left the room silently.

In five minutes, she rose up to get ice or something cold, but she saw Christina enter with an ice pack. Salina followed and weakly smiled, asking, "So what happened this time?"

"Where's Raditz?" Gohan asked, now wearing a dark shirt. He walked around Gero's lab, circling Dr. Gero as he worked.

"He didn't inform you?" the old man asked, somewhat amused.

Gohan frowned. "No. He didn't."

"I guess leaving the planet for a month was emergency business."

"You think he went to do some more training?"

"I suppose…" Gero left his sentence unfinished, putting all of his attention on his project before him. It appeared to be a robot, rather than an android. Gohan identified it as a lower class model – a Maidbot— just a servant for the rich who was willing to pay for it. Gohan, however, didn't understand why Gero was doing the manual labour.

"I thought you got machines doing that?" he asked, looking at the many wires spilling out of the opened skull of the robot maid.

"I do, but I'm just checking something…"

"Oh." Gohan didn't say anything else. He allowed himself to wander around the enormous lab. This one was connected to Raditz's layer, but had many levels. They were currently high above ground, as tall as the small mountains.

Gohan was always at awe with Gero's work and labs. They were intricate, demanding of the mind and because of that challenging. This lab was organized but everywhere Gohan turned he saw steel machines and lit or blinking buttons. On one end of the lab, where Gohan had ventured off, he found a stock of robots, hanging and inactive. He turned to his left and saw an enormous machine processing and building. This one created those robots. Gohan walked down the aisle and found another area, except this time there were lifeless bodies attached to machines to preserve them alive. In one tank he found a female girl, taller than Videl with brown, hazel hair. She didn't look beaten or bruised up in the blue liquid. She wasn't smiling either and her eyes were closed. The female was sleeping. Gohan breathed out heavily, knowing that she too would become an android, a fighting machine—or just a servant. A maidbot.

Gohan continued to walk, slowly, and stopped when he came to a chrome-steel table. There was a blanket over what he supposed were bodies, and Gohan couldn't help but cover his nose. It started to stink. Carefully, the half-Saiyan flipped over the blanket and saw a familiar female. It was that girl… Yamcha's girlfriend. Her body was covered in a special pink slime that Gero formulated to preserve bodies but she was still messy. Her hair was torn out in many places. There was dried blood splattered on her once doll-like face. Her body was covered in very little clothes. Gohan pulled the cover back and he asked Gero what he was doing with her. He had to yell out his question again, because Gero was an old man, and he was far away.

"Probably to make new models for arms and such. I might use her limb on another android that lost her arm."

Gohan didn't say anything else, continuing his walk into a different aisle. Here he found some more interesting objects. Potential, strong androids, sealed away in a bubbly tank of blue, transparent liquid. He stood before the one he identified: Yamcha.

Gohan put his hand over the warm glass, staring at the sleeping Yamcha. "I thought I killed him," he murmured.

"You did. He's a robot now." Gero surprisingly came behind the young half Saiyan, holding something big in his hands.

"I'm assuming he lost his brain."

"Not really. I…" Gero left his sentence unfinished again as Gohan went to the next few tanks. One of them contained Tien. Gohan wondered for a brief moment where Chiatzou was, but remembered that the clown-like being had self-destructed. The half-Saiyan turned around and found Gero staring at him with a grin on his face.

"What?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Your clothes for the party," Gero paused before he almost laughed. "Don't tell me you expect to go with those clothes you're wearing."

Gohan looked down as Gero handed him a plastic case that held a suit. "Be a good boy and wear it," Dr. Gero said in somewhat of a fatherly tone.

He sighed, forcing himself to open it. When he found the inside shirt to be red, he looked at Gero oddly. "How did you know that—?"

"Seventeen," was all he said before he returned to his work. "You do know how to wear it properly?" Gero asked, calling out.

Gohan did an eye roll. "Yeah yeah. You owe me."

All he heard after that was Gero's crackled laugh.

Slowly, Videl opened her eyes, one before the other. When she realized that she was in a bed, she looked around her immediately. Erasa was sitting beside her, chatting happily to the more mellow Salina and Christina. Videl had no idea what they were talking about but the moment she moved to lean her back more comfortably against the shiny headboard, they all stopped talking and looked at her. Erasa's eyes shone with worry and concern.

"Where's Gohan?" Videl asked, looking at each other them carefully.

Erasa freakishly smiled, the worry dissipating. "Oh he said he's going out." Videl ignored that impish smile and looked at Salina.

"How long was I out?"

For only two seconds Salina had this weird look on her face, as if processing something. "Fifteen minutes and thirty-nine seconds."

"Oh." Videl touched her cold forehead before snuggling into the covers. "Man, it's cold."

Erasa's smile broadened. Videl noticed it and frowned, feeling a really small bump on her forehead. "What?"

The blonde's smile did not waver. "Oh. Nothing."

Videl's eye twitched. "No, tell me."

"It's nothing."

Her frown sharpened and she decided that whatever Erasa was thinking couldn't be that important. "When will Gohan be back?" she asked Salina, glancing at Christina.

"A few hours."

Videl made a tired smile and pushed the heavy covers off. "Great!" she exclaimed, eyes shining. "Let's go and look for my dress!"

No one said anything for at least a few seconds.

"What?"

Christina spoke up first. "Master Gohan gave us strict orders to keep you away from it."

Videl's body slightly limped as she frowned. "Why?"

"We don't know."

Erasa interjected before Videl could argue back and try to sway their minds by reminding them she was the Mistress. "He probably wants to make it a surprise. Aw!" When she saw the look that Videl was giving her, she made a restrained grin. "I did try to look for it, but…" Erasa jerked her head at Christina and Salina two times. "… they stopped me. And they said that it's probably not in this house since they didn't see it."

"Lies," Videl hissed, throwing her legs over the bedside. When she touched the ground and got up, she stared at each female in the room.

"Well, when we were cleaning the other day, we didn't see anything," Christina revealed.

Videl did an eye roll. "I know Gohan brought it in here. I saw him."

"So, just leave it to be a surprise!" Erasa wailed.

"I can pretend to look surprised." Her tone was terse but it didn't hurt either woman.

"Aw Videl! You suck the fun out of everything."

"I do not!" she countered.

"Come on, let's give you a haircut," Erasa said next, completely changing the subject.

"What?" Videl jerked back, nonplussed.

"Haircut," Erasa repeated.

The androids didn't say anything. It was as if they were afraid that Videl would soon bite their heads off.

Videl slowly asked, "What are you going to do?" She bit on her lower lip, glaring at the blonde. Indeed, she liked the idea of having a haircut, to get rid of her split ends and such, but Videl needed to know what exactly Erasa would do. She did not want to end up with wild hair.

"We'll layer and colour your hair."

"Layer and colour?" There was no resentment in her voice. Only confusion.

"Yeah," Erasa answered. She wondered what was up with all of these questions. Did Videl bump her head too hard?

"We?" Videl asked.

"Oh, I'm going to teach…" Erasa pointed at Christina and Salina and winked, "…these two how to style."

Somewhere deep in space, Raditz rested in his spaceship, tinkering with an electronic device. Concentrated, his lips were dipped down into a frown, just as the flesh of his forehead. In a few moments, the small device that resembled a wireless phone, started to beep. Raditz smiled to himself and immediately punched in the buttons. In a moment or so, he found Gero's face in a tiny, portable screen built in the phone.

"Gero."

"Raditz."

Speaking each other's name was a good enough greeting.

"How's space?" Gero was looking down periodically, as if he was preoccupied with something else.

"Fine, actually. I got some good training done."

"Very good."

Raditz rested his head against the cool surface, contemplating on something.

"Gohan's fine as well."

Raditz's nodded. He didn't like how well Gero observed and knew him. Slowly, he looked at Gero, somewhat stumped.

Gero continued, "You actually missed him. He was here earlier."

"Oh…"

"And he decided to go to that party. I was surprised actually. I thought that he would suggest one of the androids go."

"I see…"

Gero ignored Raditz unfinished thoughts, knowing that the Saiyan has things on his mind. "He helped me with some of the robots and androids. Lately though, he's been home."

This time Raditz didn't say anything.

"I'm not sure if anything is going on with—"

Raditz interjected with, "Is he neglecting his training?"

"I don't think so."

A brief moment of silence followed.

"Why didn't you tell him you left?" Gero asked, looking down at some mechanical pieces. It was a technologically advanced arm. He was finishing up with the wiring.

"I didn't expect to be gone so long."

"Okay."

The last moment of silence came. Gero knew Raditz was heavily pondering on something and he gave the Saiyan time to put his plan into words.

Frowning, Raditz's face hardened. "Gero."

Still looking down Gero replied with a simple, "Hmm."

"Is your android ready?"

Gero wasn't surprised. This time he looked into the camera that enabled the Saiyan to see him. He let an expression of great satisfaction show on his face. "Yes."

"Good," he said with a sick smile on his face. Beginning to stroke his almost hairless chin, he continued, "Send him to kill the brat's plaything at that party."

Gero raised an eyebrow, correcting the Saiyan. "It's a her."

"Her?" Raditz asked in a tone that was mixed with unbelief and uncertainty.

"Yes, would you like to see her?"

Raditz nodded and having nothing better to do, he said, "Sure."

The old doctor disappeared in the background and Raditz could hear beeps from buttons being pushed and metal clanking with another. In a few more mere minutes, Gero returned, pulling a beautiful android in front of the screen. She had shoulder length, blonde hair that was straight. The supposed assassin had crystal blue eyes that were narrowly shaped. So far, she looked perfectly innocent, however from what Raditz could see she wore street clothes. The interesting thing was she resembled Android Seventeen. They differed in sex, and this android wore two golden earrings.

"Where did you get her?" Raditz asked.

"She's Seventeen's sister. I was fixing her up."

Raditz remained silent, allowing the old scientist to introduce the android.

Gero smiled, brushing the blonde's hair away from her face. She just rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "Her name is Android Eighteen."

Author's Note: This will be the last update for a while, I think (though I want to update two times before it's the New Year). School will be starting soon again… Noooo!

Forgive me for my mistakes….if anything is big, let me know and I'll fix it. I have a problem when I read, I skip words. . (And trust me, you'd think I'll learn when I lost marks on my tests for not reading the question properly!)

So anyways, thanks for reading and do this poor writer a favour and review! (She is really poor and craves support to continue).

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