Well, this was a crazy few days. As many of you are well aware of, ffn had a few problems with the log-in system, so many updates have been pushed back. At least it's over now.
And now GohanVidel week is over and I have to say it was a very nice experience. Now that its over, I'll have more time to devote to this masterpiece of mine. Hopefully I'll be posting more often with this; as long as school doesn't distract me. A cruel mistress, school is.
And for those of you who read Unfriendly Competition, that'll be posted this Friday, so just wait a couple more days.
Well this was new. Who'd of thought that the first leg of their latest adventure would be so uneventful? There wasn't even a space pirate attack to make things interesting!
Talk about boredom.
Leaning back in his seat in the control room, Goten stifled a yawn. Although he was glad that their current journey didn't have any of those unwanted "guests" that their previous endeavors had, it still didn't get rid of the laziness that fell upon such times. Hell, if they had actually been on a planet with day and night differential, he would've been sleeping way past noon; a luxury the saiyan warrior had never had.
At first, it had been welcomed, like any teenager his age would've done. But due to his saiyan upbringing; and one that was a bit extreme, even for his race; this tedious time of uselessness was making him antsy. He needed to do something, anything that could give his mind a jolt of activity.
Now, normally he and Trunks would've come up with some sort of trap to antagonize Gohan with; that had always been their first choice of entertainment. Sure, being trapped inside a spaceship just made the punishing swirly inevitable, the young teen couldn't say that the whole routine wasn't boring.
Unfortunately though, his brother had been preoccupied with a certain dark haired human. If he thought his "sleeping past noon" was bad, his brother and "special friend" were sleeping well past three. Must've been because of that late night activity of theirs.
Then again, it was possible that they were out and about while he was asleep and just retreated back to their room before he woke up. He just preferred to think of the other reason as the cause of it.
"Dear Kami woman! How many times do I have to tell you; leave me alone!"
Turning his head to look towards the doorway, along with the only other occupant of the room, Sixteen, the two found a very flustered Trunks entering with a patience-trying Erasa on his heels.
"But Trunksy!" the blonde whined. "There's nothing to do on this ship! Why can't we hang out and get to know each other?"
"Because I'm not in the mood," the oddly colored saiyan responded irritably.
"But you said that last time! When will you be in the mood?"
Instead of answering though, Trunks addressed Sixteen. "So how's the ship running? Any problems?"
"None," was the android's response.
Nodding his head, the saiyan youth then said "I'm going to take a nap. I'll relieve you in a couple hours."
"Understood."
And with that, Trunks made a beeline towards the entrance, hoping to avoid an exasperated Erasa, which he was quite successful in.
The blond though, didn't take it that well. Bowing her head in defeat, she slowly made her way to the door, most likely heading towards her own room.
However, she didn't leave without company.
"Why do you do that?" a voice said from behind her.
The blonde human nearly jumped out of her skin before turning around to find Goten walking up to join her. "Do what?"
"What you do with Trunks," the saiyan answered. "Why do you do it?"
"Well," Erasa said, "what else is there for me to do? I'm not like everyone else here were I can train or meditate or something. I need to talk with someone and Videl's always with Gohan now."
"So why Trunks? What makes you want to talk with him?"
"Well, I kinda think he's cute."
"Kinda?" Goten responded with some amusement in his voice. "Would 'kinda' mean that you're willing to stalk him no matter where he goes?"
"What's that suppose to mean?"
The saiyan shook his head. "Forget about it."
Silence soon over came the two as they continued walking down the corridors. It didn't last too much longer though as Erasa finally inquired "Do you think Trunks will ever like me?"
"Not with the way you're going about it. I don't know too many people who like having someone else bothering them all the time," was the Son boy's very blunt answer.
"Do I really bother him?" the girl asked, a hint of hurt in her voice.
"Can you not tell? Every time you try talking with him, he's trying to get away."
Once Goten had said that, he soon found himself walking all by himself. A little surprised, he turned around to find Erasa standing in the middle of the hall, tears starting to fall from her eyes.
Was it something he said?
A bit uneasy, the dark haired fighter questioned "Uhh, are you alright?"
A very emotional voice answered his question. "I'm…fine. Just fine."
It was then that the girl finally broke down, falling to her knees as she cried. Goten could only look on, baffled at this display of emotion. Never had he seen a woman just break down and cry like this; it seemed unnatural to him. Then again, the only contact he had with anyone of the female gender were saiyan women and they weren't much into the crying thing.
Awkwardly, Goten approached the weeping girl. "Uhh, are you alright?"
The only response he got was the sounds of the girl's grief. Lowering himself into a crouched position, he asked again "Are you—"
Suddenly, Erasa moved right into his body, wrapping her arms around him as she pressed her wet face into his armor; the sound of her crying being muffled into his chest. Hesitantly, Goten put his own arms around the girl, wondering what he was supposed to do in this weird situation.
The two stayed like that for several minutes until Erasa's sobs quieted down; yet Goten remained in his foreign position as he held the girl. After awhile, he shifted the girl a bit, discovering that the girl had somehow gone to sleep.
Well this was just great. Here he was, in the middle of a hallway with a girl who had cried herself to sleep in his arms. Now what was he suppose to do? Half of him was telling him not to leave her in her present condition while the other half was telling him to make a run for it.
He would've been lying if he said he wasn't leaning towards the second option.
However, for some strange reason, the saiyan chose the first one. Whatever the reason, he didn't know, but the next thing he knew, he was carrying the girl towards her room. Fortunately, it didn't take long to find since she had purposely chosen a room close to Trunks. Opening it, he entered the room and placed the blonde on her bed, turned around, and promptly left.
If there was one thing in his training Gohan had forgotten teach him, that situation just had to be it.
Contrary to popular belief, Gohan and Videl were not having wild nights. As a matter of fact, those nights were the exact opposite.
Although Android Sixteen could keep the ship running for as long as need be, it had been silently decided that everyone would have a turn at keeping the ship on course and out of trouble, at least that was what had been decided between the people who could pilot the vessel.
And it just so happened that Gohan had the night shift.
Of course, Videl just had to join him at the task, figuring that some conversation would be desired at the most restless periods of time. However, those 'conversations' would've been more accurately described as interrogations most of the time.
"Tell me again what we're doing," the Satan girl spoke.
Sighing, the saiyan repeated the same answer he had when ever this question was brought up. "We're going after some relics that'll help give us a home."
"And how exactly do these ancient things do that?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I don't want to run all over the universe on a wild goose chase without even knowing what we're doing it for."
"I already told you that we're doing it for a home. That's all you need to know."
Videl scowled. "You're really starting to tick me off Gohan. Tell me what we're really doing and we can avoid what comes next."
The bane of the saiyan warrior's existence: what comes next. He knew exactly "what came next". It would be another lonely night of just lying in bed and not doing anything to entertain themselves.
Now, he didn't want it known that he was some sort of sex crazed man; as a matter of fact he wasn't. It was just that when you didn't get something every so often, you begin to crave it, and when you crave it, you think more and more about it to the point of sounding like something you're not. In this case, the two fighters hadn't had sex in awhile and it was starting to make the male half irritable. He thought he could outlast her determination to not do it, at least in the beginning. Now though, now he could see why it was that women tended to be more dominant in relationships.
And as reluctant as he was, his pride was starting to regret ever challenging the natural order of things.
Sighing once more, Gohan finally gave in. "What is it you want to know?"
"Why are we looking for these relics? How are they gonna give us a home. I want to know everything," the girl responded.
Rethinking his decision slightly, he finally answered "As I understand it, these relics are keys to a mythical 'machine' if you will."
"Okay, so what is this 'machine' going to do?"
"If what Bibidi said was right, we'll be able to travel back in time and stop Planet Vegeta from being destroyed."
An uneasy silence filled the room. If Gohan were to say it was starting to make him nervous, it wouldn't have been a lie. And just as he was about to break the silence, Videl finally spoke.
"So we're going to reverse time and save Vegeta, right?"
"Pretty much."
This time, it was Videl's turn to sigh. "And this is what you've been trying to keep away from me?"
"I guess."
The Satan girl shook her head. "You really need to pick your battles better Gohan. You could save yourself a lot of frustration that way."
That comment caused the saiyan to give an incredulous look at the human girl. He wanted to say something to that, he truly did, but nothing good seemed to strike him; so he did the only thing he could and turn his attention back to the main window, utterly defeated.
Yet, the thought that Videl was taking this thing a little too calmly disturbed the warrior. The last time he had a talk with someone concerning this, it had left both parties very upset. Perhaps he needed to probe his bed buddy a bit.
"And this doesn't upset you?" he asked.
"Not really," was the answer.
"And the fact we could be potentially killing off every living thing in the universe doesn't disturb you?"
"How can you kill something if it doesn't exist?"
Well that was a unique way to look at it. Perhaps he needed to include Videl more in these talks of massive universal consequence. Her line of thinking was very unique in theses circumstances.
"And that doesn't bother you?" Gohan persisted.
"Well, it's not the best feeling, but I don't think that's something we need to worry about. We're actually doing something about our situation instead of whining about it, so I think I can live with the consequences."
Truly, this girl was full of surprises.
Before the two could do anything else, the only bald resident of the ship entered the room. "My turn to take over," Tien said.
Nodding his head, the saiyan rose from his seat and exited the room, Videl walking beside him. They maintained the silence that had fallen on them back in the control room until they reached their room. There, Gohan started their next session of trading words. "I don't know about you, but I think I'll turn in."
Videl just nodded her head to show her confirmation, slipping into the sheets of the bed soon after.
Following her lead, Gohan slipped in and laid on his back staring at the roof. It was then a spark of inspiration struck him. They hadn't done a certain activity in quite some time; it was time to rectify that.
Videl wouldn't object to that train of thought as well.