A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update. School is a killer. Hope you guys enjoy .
The little piece of hair that stubbornly relaxed against his forehead was now whipping back and forth. Gohan flew as fast as he could to Satan City. There was no doubt in his mind where he was going. Videl's house.
They have been together for four years now. After the defeat of Buu the two finally became an official couple, contrary to the dismay of Videl's father Hercule. After graduating from Orange Star High school Gohan began to attend Himiroto University; they had a very distinct teaching program and luckily, with his outstanding academic achievement, he was able to get a scholarships that paid his tuition in full. Videl also wanted to go to the same school as her boyfriend, but her father had other ideas. He thought she would do better in an all girl, 'out of the country college', preferably in the United States. After a little blackmail and a few idle threats used on her part Videl coaxed her father into paying her way into Himiroto University, where she studies Criminal Justice.
Over the years their conversations went from "What do you want on your cheeseburger?" to "How many kids should we have?" They both decided they weren't going to make any drastic changes to their relationship until after college. Even at 22 they both still lived with their parents as a way to reinforce their vow.
Travelling across the clouds Gohan pinpointed Videl's ki in her room. Swiftly landing on her balcony he rapped lightly on the sliding glass door. A sapphire eye peeked from behind matching curtains before being pushed away revealing a Videl with a tank top and extremely short girl boxers. Like every other male in the human species Gohan's eyes travelled down to his girlfriends wonderfully toned legs, up to her flat stomach, and rested on the perky nipples that were vying for attention. He never heard the balcony door slide open or the impatient tapping feet; only the sound of a clearing throat caused him to look up into an annoyed glare. Shaking his head slightly he pushed all dirty thoughts aside. This is not what he came here for.
"Hey," he said nervously, afraid his girlfriend would snap at him for leering at her.
"Hey yourself." She moved towards her dresser in search of a pair of pants and a bra. Gohan made himself comfortable on Videl's bed as he watched her slip off her pajamas. It's amazing how even though they've seen each other get dressed plenty of times they haven't DONE anything. Gohan didn't know how long he could last. I mean four years…and still nothing. It's not like neither of them were virgins, oh no. Videl surprisingly lost her virginity to Sharpner at 17. Gohan, after the Cell games, went back to a little village to reacquaint himself with a girl named Lime; her grandfather didn't expect a thing when they snuck off into the nearby forest. Gohan thought that with their experience they would just jump into sex, but I guess Videl was more like his mother in every sense. Only a person like her would pledge abstinence AFTER doing the horizontal tango.
"So what's wrong?" Gohan lost his concentration on perfectly round butt cheeks only to focus his gaze on the back of Videl's head.
"What makes you think there's anything wrong? Maybe I just wanted to come see you."
"Don't you have an exam tomorrow? Usually your mom won't let you out of her precious sight if she knew you had to do something school related." His eyes darkened at the mention of his mother; he didn't want to be reminded of the conversation they had earlier.
"She's the reason why I'm here. We had an argument." Fully dressed Videl sat next to her lover on the bed.
"You wanna talk about it?"
"Not really, but I'm going to end up telling you anyways."
: Flashback:
Gohan awoke to smell of breakfast as usual. Not even bothering to shower or comb his hair he proceeded to take his place at the kitchen table. His father was already there, of course, with a fork in one hand and a butter knife in the other. After fully waking up from the new smell of bacon it was then that Gohan noticed something different.
"Hey where's Goten?" His mother continued to cook in silence which meant one of two things: she was either ignorant and really didn't know where Goten was or she was extremely pissed off and knew exactly where he was. His father stayed silent as well; he didn't want to irritate his wife anymore with another one of his "uneducated responses". The awkward silence never left the room even as Chichi placed bowl upon bowl of food on the table. They all ate in silence until Chichi turned to ask her husband a question.
"So we came to an agreement, right?" That fake smile on his wife's face made Goku shift in his seat slightly. She called it an 'agreement'; like he had any say in it in the first place.
"Yea I guess."
"Good so we should start packing up Goten's stuff right away." At the mention of Goten Gohan stopped eating.
"Huh? Is Goten going somewhere?"
"Me and your father thought it best that Goten continue his studies in a more…secluded place so that he won't have many distractions. So we decided to send him to another school. Here's the brochure." Chichi passed Gohan a pamphlet that read "Boarding Schools" in bold letters on top. Skimming the pages Gohan noticed a highlighted section for a school in America; no doubt his mother did that. It was a school designed to reform delinquent children. Looking at the picture the school looked more like a prison than a teaching facility: the place was surrounded by barbed wires and fences; there were cameras on perched on every building, and the building itself looked so lifeless.
"This is a joke right? This is a school for delinquent children. Goten isn't bad." His mother scoffed.
"It's bad enough he didn't even come home last night, but this has happened on more than one occasion."
"Did you ever just think that maybe he just overslept?"
"Whatever you want to call it it was irresponsible. I know that friend of his has something to do with him defying me. I have to get them away from each other."
"Is that what this is about? Keeping Goten and Trunks away from each other?"
"I don't want my son growing up to have that kind of lazy, arrogant attitude."
"So you send him to a school halfway across the world because you don't like the way he acts? What is wrong with you mom?"
"Is it really wrong for me to want the best for my children?"
"Oh please. You just want to control us; you want us to be your little perfect robotic children!"
"It has never been like that-"
"It's always been like that! Since I was little it was always 'Gohan you have to study so you can become a great scholar'. Now you're trying to control Goten just like you controlled me." Gohan was now standing up, palms down on the table. He glanced at his father, who was quiet the entire time." And you would just sit here and let her do this."
Goku looked up at the glare his eldest son was giving him. What could he say? He didn't agree with his wife's decision at all, but the consequences of voicing his opinion kept his quiet. After realizing he would not get an answer out of his father his glare turned even that more spiteful. "You're a coward. It's funny how you have enough power to save the whole universe, but you can't muster up enough courage to stand up to your FUCKING wife!" At this outburst Gohan stormed upstairs; Chichi hot on his trail screaming at the top of her lungs. Goku remained frozen in his chair contemplating on his son's words. He was right; he was a coward. Those days of training, the adventures off into space to save the world, even the 7 years spent in other world he did all of those to get away from her.
The voices from the heated argument upstairs travelled down into the kitchen. He couldn't stand the screaming or the feelings of hate. Goku put down the fork he had been holding onto and left through the back door. Meanwhile, upstairs in Gohan's room Gohan tried to gather as much of his stuff as he could into his small duffle bag. His mother trying desperately to take out everything he was putting in to stop him from leaving.
"I don't know why you're so upset Gohan! I mean I pushed you the exact same way and you turned out just fine!"
"Goten is not me mom! When will you understand that! Yes I studied, yes I went to college, but I didn't do any of that for you. I did it because it was what I wanted to do. Maybe Goten doesn't want to be a doctor or a lawyer like you're trying to make him be."
"Then he has no business even being in this world." Gohan stared at his mother in shock. The same woman who gave his brother life was saying he wasn't worthy to live.
"There are other things besides books mom."
"Really? You keep thinking that."
"Whatever. I'm leaving." Gohan, now with his duffle bag fully packed with the necessities, pushed past his mother.
"How do you feel knowing your brother might never amount to anything other than a successful life on the streets?" Gohan turned around to glare at his mother.
"Probably the same way I felt when I learned that my mother was a conniving bitch." SMACK! Gohan hand instantly flew to his right cheek; it stung, and he knew it might leave a mark. Gohan didn't say another word and descended down the stairs. At the bottom he looked at the front door in surprise to see Goten and Trunks standing just outside; Trunks in an inquisitive state, and Goten nearly in tears. Walking slowly to the front he was prepared when Goten jumped on his leg begging him not to go. He kneeled down, kissing Goten on the forehead and muttering a heartfelt apology before taking to the skies.
I truly am sorry Goten. But I can't stand it anymore. I can't stand them anymore.
: End flashback:
"And so I ended up here." It was then that Videl noticed the slightly red mark on Gohan's cheek and the duffle bag that was placed unceremoniously on the side of the bed.
"So I'm going to take a wild guess and say you need a place to stay." Gohan smiled.
"That would be nice. Its either that or outside."
"C'mon." Videl led her boyfriend to one of the spare bedrooms in the same hall as hers. Hopefully her father doesn't find out he's here. If he did…well...there's always more blackmail.