Author's Note: At the beginning of this story I promised to not go over 500 words for each drabble, but I've broken that here. Even so that limit remains and only in specific cases will that be broken. This chapter and the next hold some important relationship building. Especially this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. At all. I only own my fond childhood memories of it and some of the movies on DVD.


Fight 39
Confession

Videl could see her best friend's manic grin. She was certain if she didn't choose her words wisely Erasa would happily inform the school of her supposed crush. "But not like what you are thinking." Seeing no other option she spilled about the bank.

By the end of the tale she had a wide-eyed audience in the form of the blonde duo. Though Gohan had the most interesting reaction of the three. Apparently the boy not only couldn't lie, but also couldn't act to save his life. It was as if he had already known the details.

Strike one for Gohan also being The Great Saiyaman. Which made sense. The outfit and poses seem so . . . him. "How do you know he really stopped the bullets?"

"I checked," Videl responded to Sharpner's question. "Before I left the bank I checked the gun and they matched. Or were the right caliber at any rate. It was the exact same number of bullets missing from the weapon too."

Erasa went stark white at the confirmation, "Y-you almost died today? Like for real?"

The crime fighter pulled Erasa into a comforting hug. "Yes, but Saiyaman saved me." Her eyes slid over to Gohan before speaking further, "Though he was quite the dork when trying to introduce himself." Seeing him freeze and the mortification on his face soon after made her smirk inwardly. Strike two.

Videl cut her likely savior some slack after that jab. "Silly poses or not though I'm alive because of him." She pulled away from Erasa and smiled softly. "He told me to be more mindful because he might not be around next time."

"And I'm going to listen. So don't worry." She paused for a moment before adding in an afterthought. "Please don't mention it to my dad either. You know how he is and I don't want to stop helping people."

This request was going to require some begging later on. Bribery too. Today's incident would touch on a sore spot for Erasa. This would remind her of her loss during the riots caused by Cell's announced intent to destroy the Earth. Some took advantage of the mass hysteria and began looting or worse.

Too many people died back then not by Cell's hands. Including Erasa's own father due to a desperate thief with an itchy trigger finger. The people who weren't killed directly by his actions didn't come back to life. How it happened at all was still a mystery, but Erasa never quite got over the fact that her father remained dead.

"I'm sure Mr. Satan is very protective of you, but it's obvious this is important to you." He only offered a small smile when they looked at him in surprise. "I actually really admire what you do for this city Videl. Not many people, even if they have the ability to do so, will put their life at risk for others. Let alone strangers. For those that do it is usually their job to do so, but you don't even get paid for it do you?"

Onyx eyes bore into blue, "What I suppose I'm trying to say is," Gohan rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, "You're amazing."

Red dusted Videl's cheeks at his sincere honesty. "I-uh . . . thanks."


Word Count: Approx. 571