A.N. So the last chapter was a good wake up call to lots of fanfictions. These are living things, this is life and shit happens, we all know that. This chapter will have a bit more shit I expect but it will not be coated heavily like the last one. I'd like to thank Dyton for some suggestions of what he'd like to see in this chapter. Also, Videl may seem OOC. Well, after that kind of experience and PTSD I'd probably have a personality change, don't know about you guys.

It's been two months. Videl still hasn't fully recovered and is experiencing a big case of PTSD and is expected to for quite a while. Since their best friend went through such tragedy and went into traumatic shock, the party that Sharpener had planned was cancelled since neither one of them felt like going, and Gohan certainly didn't want any thing related to a party.

I wonder which secret she will chose to find out. When she's capable that is. Actually, it might be best just for me to- Gohan's thought was cut off by his mother.

"Gohan, any word on Videl?"

"Little to nothing, she's been locked up for weeks. Very few people are allowed in to visit her, mainly Erasa and Sharpener." Gohan said, scrunching his face at the memory of being rejected access when he first approached the Satan mansion with Erasa and Sharpener. It had been a dark day, Sharpener didn't even make a single jab at him. "She still gets school work, but that's thanks to Erasa who's been breaking her back at teaching Videl the stuff she's learning at the same time."

"Well, she's very lucky to have a friend like her, although I'm sure you'd be a better teacher." His mother said, referring to the years of text book work she'd drilled into Gohan's mind.

"Whether or not if that's true, I just wish I could make sure she's doing OK."

"Grandbabies..." Chichi whispered with a grin.

"Whats that?"

"Gr- oh never mind me." Chichi looked at the clock. "You have around ten minutes to get to school by the way."

"Gotta go mom!" And just like that, he was gone. Powered up to Super he ran and took off into the sky and made it to the city in a minute before powering down and getting in his jet copter, which honestly was still weird having to use it but it was actually surprisingly nice.

Gohan had picked up on the crimes while Videl spent the last two months in therapy and such. It was never difficult, at least for him. He always managed to get everything he needed to get done as well as save the day as the Gold Fighter when ever he was needed.

Since Videl was out of order for now, crime spiked in the city, thinking it would be safer to do their business without the Miss Satan of the city kicking their asses. Instead they got a bigger fish in her absence. Gold Fighter was more than terrifying especially when it appeared explosives and bullets didn't seem to even touch him. It didn't take very long for crime to drop back down needless to say.

One time, a reporter decided that since the Gold Fighter was now spending so much time on his feet rather than flying, and now was talking to the officers, it would be a good time to pull off the wig that he was SURE that the Gold Fighter had been wearing.

When he pulled on the hair, Gohan's head turned as well only to get a bright flash of a camera in the eyes. His turquoise eyes flared and he sent out a quick burst of power causing the camera to explode internally, frying everything and ruining the photo. As the reporter freaked out and threatened to sue and demanded a replacement camera, Gohan simply looked at him and said, "Your fault."

Gohan now walked into the school, looking for the other two friends he had, Erasa and Sharpener. Finding them and taking his seat next to Erasa who was next to Videl's which was still empty. "Any word about when she'll be coming back?" Gohan asked, feeling more worried since Videl has been gone for two months now.

"No, not really. She's under pretty heavy lock and key." Erasa said, biting her lip. "It's just sad! She can't even go into the yard!"

"Well how is she holding up?" Gohan asked. "Since I'm the only one who gets denied access I have no idea."

Erasa gave him a sly and knowing grin. "You know what Gohan?"

"What?"

"I'm getting more confident you like Videl." Erasa stated causing Sharpener to gag on his own spit.

When he recovered Sharpener looked at Gohan. "Well he can try a move, I'm doubting she'll go for you though." He sneered.

"I don't know why you insist I have a crush on her Erasa." Gohan said, resting his forehead in his hand, blushing slightly.

"Because you two would be so cute together!" Erasa insisted, causing the blush to intensify more.

"Not exactly solid evidence for me having a crush on her." Gohan murmured.

"Your blush isn't helping you Cranium-Case." Remarked Sharpener with his newest insult for Gohan.

"...Cranium-Case?" Erasa asked.

"What?"

"It seems your arsenal of insults are running low." Gohan remarked.

"Yea, no kidding." Erasa agreed.

"Shut up, class is about to start."

At the end of the school day Erasa did her latest routine; going over to Videl's house to help her with the latest work and to tell her the latest gossip.

After they had finished the homework and snapping Videl out of a couple trances, where after each one she'd take a minute to gather her thoughts back together, Erasa started filling her in.

"...and Ben told Karl that she was-" Erasa said before being cut off.

"Erasa." Videl mumbled.

"What's up?"

"How come only two of my three friends have visited?" Videl asked, curious why she hasn't seen Gohan.

"You mean Gohan don't you?" Erasa asked, looking for confirmation for her dream couple.

"Not like that," Videl began to defend her question, knowing where Erasa's mind had headed. "Gohan's not the type of guy to not visit a friend who's gone through some shit."

"Well, he was certainly curious about you today." Erasa said, hoping to lure Videl in.

"Define 'curious'." Videl WAS curious as well but she knew there was another part to the story.

"He was asking questions about how you were doing and when you might be back." She said. "He seemed pretty concerned." She mentioned with a wink.

Damn it Erasa. "That doesn't answer why he hasn't tried to visit."

"Oh he has."

"What do you mean?"

"Since your dad has never seen the guy's face, he doesn't want you near him. He's afraid he's here to seduce your or something." Erasa said.

"Sounds like dad." Videl mumbled.

"So whenever he walks up to the front gate, the security chases him away, denying him entrance."

"Damn it." Videl mumbled again.

Erasa grinned ear to ear. "You want to see him. You liiikee him." Erasa teased.

"Damn it again, Erasa. We've been over this before. I don't like him." Videl sighed.

This went back and forth, on and off for the rest of the visit. Erasa would tease and Videl would curse and complain and deny.

"Videl before I leave, I have to say." Erasa stopped at the door. "You've changed and clearly it's for the better."

"Whats that supposed to mean?" Videl said tiredly.

"You're not as snappy. Although it was horrible, that experience has made you a softer and kinder person. I can tell."

"Erasa what the hell-" Videl was cut off.

"Goodnight Videl." Erasa walked out, not allowing her to finish her sentence.

We'll see about that. Videl thought to herself.

It was around 10:30PM. Gohan had told Chichi that he was going to talk to Videl tonight, and of course Chichi excitedly agreed to the idea of Gohan going to talk to a 'girlfriend' at night. It just wasn't going to be the way she planned.

Two blocks away from the Satan mansion, Gohan was under trees in the park, well out of sight for any person. He hit the button on his watch and was in his Gold Fighter outfit and he quickly powered up.

(In West City)

"Why the hell is the brat Super at this time?" Vegeta questioned, feeling Gohan's power level spike.

(Back in Satan City)

Gohan went at such a speed that no eye would see him and no ear would hear him. Suddenly he was in front of Videl's room and balcony. He saw that she was just staring out a different window, obviously in a trance focused on something else. He reached forward and tapped the window...

Videl heard the tapping, just distantly. Her mind was flashing a memory every now and then. Erasa. Smiling after class. Woman with the hole in her chest. The pooled blood. Sharpener, giving Gohan a hard time. The sound of the neck breaking...It was becoming too much. Why did all that have to happen? Instinctively her body started to curl up.

Videl?

Why am I thinking my own name?

Videl! A different voice said.

Who is that? Are they stuck in this land of horrors now? She thought. Leave now before it gets you too.

"Videl!" A voice hissed gently, shaking her gently.

That brought Videl out of the trance. Blinking her eyes a few times, apparently she'd been crying.

"Are you OK?" The voice asked. The strangely familiar voice. It was obviously a boy. A man.

Daddy? Videl couldn't help but wonder desperately. Although Mr. Satan had closed the outside from his daughter that didn't mean he spent time visiting her. And she was realizing how much she missed the dad part of her father. The one from her childhood before all...this.

"Videl, are you alright?" The man asked.

Blinking away her tears, she finally looked at who was talking to her. Golden spikey hair... the Gold Fighter? "What are you doing here?" She couldn't help but ask the question. "You could be arrested, breaking in like this." She said, trying to both regain composure and be the old law abiding Videl.

"I came to see you. Then I saw you curl up and start crying and I couldn't stand outside." He said, concern in his turquoise eyes.

"Come to see me about what?" She said still feeling a little overwhelmed with what had flashed before her eyes.

"Never mind that, it's bothering you isn't it?" He asked. "The two deaths?"

Instantly images flashed, instantly putting her in another trance, freezing her in place. No, no, not again! She tried to cry out but her lips wouldn't move.

Then the unexpected happened. Without any words, or any shaking, the trance was over just like that. She felt the tears on her face from the visions of her friends being in the place of the two people who died. She looked to her left and saw the unexpected.

The Gold Fighter had picked her up and was holding her.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Videl croaked.

"Comforting a friend." He stated simply.

"What makes you think we are friends?" She said, through her uncontrollable tears and gasps. "All I've done is control how much you help the city."

"I've been willing to let you tell me, I could have easily have left and done what ever I wanted." He said shutting down her objection.

"I still don't think that enough grounds for a friendship." Videl murmured, the tears slowly going away. What's this sudden peace?

"You still don't know the half of it." He mumbled, a grin on his face.

"Do enlighten me, Gold Fighter." She said, forcing out a bored tone.

He chuckled, making her feel more warmth, the deeper voice in her ear was bringing a peace to her mind, forgotten for a long time.

"We have quite a bit in common."

"Oh?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Like what?"

"Well there is no Mrs. Satan, just like I have no father." He put it bluntly.

Videl had come to terms with her mother's disappearance and she might as well be dead. It's been 16 years, even if she did show back up, Videl wasn't sure if she could take the reunion. "What happened to him?"

"Well," he sighed. "remember the reporter who mentioned the Cell Games before I knocked over his van with one of these?" He asked, pointing his finger and making a small ki ball on the tip.

Videl stared at the ball of energy, her mouth open with awe. "How do you make those?" She asked. "My dad said those were all light tricks!"

"Thats another story for another time." Gohan said flicking his wrist dissolving the ki ball. "Anyway, he mentioned Gold Fighters, hence my nickname, Gold Fighter. Well both my father and I and a few others were in the Cell Games. We were both Gold Fighters."

"So you both were at the Cell Games, does that mean..." Videl trailed off not wanting to ask the question of whether or not his father had died against Cell.

"Yes." Gohan sighed. "Cell killed him...No, no thats not right."

Videl looked at him curiously. "What's not right?"

With sadness filling his voice, Gohan looked at Videl. "He died protecting me while I was fighting Cell."

Videl couldn't say anything. The man who had trained the Gold Fighter, died from Cell? "But how?" She couldn't help but blurt out the question. "As much as I dislike admitting someone is stronger than me, how could the man who trained you have been killed by Cell?"

Gohan give a small smirk. "One of the last things he said before he stepped away from Cell, before I stepped up, was that there was someone stronger than he was. That's when he called me forward."

Videl could only gape and as she attempted to imagine the true power of the Gold Fighter. "So...what happened to you? I mean, my dad," She said dad with more emphasis of disgust. "-killed Cell. So that means you must have failed right?"

Gohan narrowed his eyes. "Well, thats where I'm dropping the story. I'm not entirely wanting to relive the situation in my head."

Videl nodded, understanding. But there was one more thing... "One last question."

Gohan sighed and nodded. "OK. What is it?"

"Since you were strong enough to take on Cell, does that mean..." Videl couldn't think of how to phrase the question.

"Does that mean all this crime fighting is kiddy work for me?" He asked with a small grin.

Videl half glared at him since some of this crime fighting WAS hard work. "Well does it?"

Gohan leaned in to her ear and said; "Yes." sending shivers through her body as she once again felt a large wave of a protective atmosphere cover her.

"It's time for you to sleep Videl." Gold Fighter said, again in a whisper. Once he said that, she suddenly felt all the tiredness of the past few weeks weigh down on her.

"Ok." She mumbled tiredly, already half asleep, still him his arms.

Without her noticing, he stood up, still holding her with one arm, and got her in bed. Placing the covers over her he sat on the edge of the bed with his hand on her head, stroking her hair, soothing her into a long missed sleep.

The Next Day

Once Gohan had realized she had fallen asleep he left as quietly as he came.

When Videl woke up she looked at the time and saw 4:00 PM on the screen. She had slept for 16 hours, more than she had slept in total for the past week. She looked at the side of her bed and saw the glass of water and sleeping pills she'd normally take before bed to help her sleep, although they didn't do much. Was that sleep, all because of...him? She thought back to the Gold Fighter and how warm and protected she felt curled up in his arms.

Gohan on the other hand, returning late the night before was instantly bombarded with questions by his mother. All of which made him blush to a shade of red beyond a cherry.

A week later

Although the Z-Fighters haven't had a need to fight for quite a while, clearly they still kept in touch. During a visit, Chichi told Bulma what Gohan had told her, the conversation about some of the Cell Games. Trunk's being the little brat that he is, as Vegeta so commonly describes him, heard the entire thing. He ran his mouth at Goten about it making mushy gushy noises that they thought probably happened when Gohan was visiting Videl, all the while keeping in the important bits. That's when Vegeta walked in. Hearing the story of how the first brat of Kakkarot didn't have the balls to tell the Satan girl the truth infuriated him. It made it so much worse when he walked into the living room, where Bulma sat with the news on. Guess who was there.

Mr Satan, behind a podium, once again describing his great defeat of the monster Cell.

Vegeta snapped.

30 minutes later a loud boom and dust and rocks flew up in front of the Satan mansion, with reporters nearby, waiting for Videl to once again emerge from the estate. Once the dust and debris cleared, a shorter man, with blazing gold hair emerged, in a blue spandex suit and white armor. Several others emerged as well, with concern plastered on their faces.

"Don't do this!" A tall bald, three eyed man said. "It's a bad idea!"

Desperately Yamcha also tried to convince Vegeta to think otherwise. No one recognized Vegeta but they recognized Yamcha.

"It's Yamcha!" A reporter shouted. "But what's he doing here?"

The small man just stuck a hand out in front of him and pointed at the gate with a finger. A ball of light the size of a tennis ball appeared. Suddenly it launched at the gate and then, when the dust cleared there was no gate.

"Where is the oh so great MR SATAN?!" He bellowed, ignoring his fellow Z-Fighters.

He was a man on a mission. A mission of war.

A.N. Well Vegeta has a sudden increase in his burning passion for the truth of the Cell Games to be revealed. And I've got quite the showdown in mind if I don't say so myself. ;)