Author's Note: Super excited about this chapter- it's the Christmas Special, my gift to you, my lovely reader. This chapter can stand independently from all the other chapters and the rest of the story, but it's a fun little chapter for our lovely characters. Enjoy!

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Capsule Corp was a bustle of Christmas activity. Servants were all over the house decorating and preparing for the holiday party Bulma was putting together. Holiday tracks were playing lightly in the background and everyone was in the Christmas spirit.

Well everyone but Vegeta and Kitsuni that is.

Vegeta was moody at best, and while he quite enjoyed the holiday feast, he was not fond of events that required him to take repose from his all important training.

Kitsuni, on the other hand, did not understand the concept of Christmas and was being informed of the holiday while riding in the car with Chichi and Goten.

"Christmas means presents and lots and lots of food and yummy sweets!" Goten exclaimed, excited to eat and be merry when he arrived at the party.

"Now Goten, those are the perks of Christmas, but what's the true meaning of Christmas?" Chichi admonished, hoping that her son was more observant of the holiday beyond the stated obvious.

"Uhhhh… ummm…" Goten supplied in response, tapping his chin in thought while he looked out the window.

"Never mind Goten. Christmas is about giving unto others and finding the joy of helping others. It's the time of the year to practice the saying "it is better to give than to receive."" Chichi explained to Kitsuni, who nodded her head in response.

Kitsuni had been more quite recently, and she was well aware that she was bothered by her eldest son's lack of interest in her lately. After the time that Videl had visited them in the mountains for training, her son had continued seeing her after school and on the weekends and had not really dedicated any time at home. This had made not only Kitsuni sad, but had also made Chichi realize that her son was growing up and that one day he would be a man and move out of the house. It was a somber thought, one that was bittersweet- for it meant that she would lose her eldest son to another woman sooner rather than later.

Goten also felt the impact of his brother growing up, for now they hardly spent any time together. He was not one to get sad however, he merely took it as an opportunity to spend more time with Trunks and Kitsuni; he might be losing his older brother Gohan to Videl, but he was gaining an older sister and brother through Kitsuni and Trunks.

"Is it like when I taught Videl how to fly even though I loathed it? I gave her a skill she lacked- however I never experienced any joy afterwards… not as I had predicted anyway." Kitsuni asked them, still not quite grasping the meaning of Christmas.

"Ahhh hahahaha! No that doesn't count! You did that just to get rid of her!" Goten laughed, poking Kitsuni in the arm.

"Heh heh heh, yes indeed I did." Kitsuni giggled as she poked him back, making Chichi sigh in the front as she realized that perhaps explaining Christmas to a Sayjin was more difficult then she had first thought.

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Everything was ready for guest to arrive at the Capsule Corp house. Garlands upon Garlands and mistletoes and Christmas trees and lights were arranged perfectly to transform the house into a Christmas extravaganza. Bulma would have nothing less but the best for her holiday party, and she had made sure to hire enough cooks and servants to cater to all of her guests.

So far the guest list consisted of her family, the son family, Krillin's family, the Z gang, Dende and Mr. Popo. The dress code was Christmas casual, and she was interested to see what everyone would show up wearing. Earlier that week she had been laughing on the phone with Chichi over her adventure in taking Piccolo Christmas sweater shopping-

It was the most hilarious outing to say the least.

Vegeta was no fun, and insisted that he would not be wearing any holiday inspired clothing. Vegeta was very lame when it came to her holiday inspired fun ideas.

Unless of course it involved a night time activity in which very little clothing or no clothing at all was required. He honestly didn't mind her "Santa baby" requests in the bed room at all.

Bulma was snapped out of her musing when the one of the servants opened the door to reveal a trio or guests.

There was Piccolo, dressed in a white and red Christmas sweater that had snowflakes in a line across his chest, dark green slacks, and a pair of black dress shoes. Standing next to him was the teenaged Dende, wearing a red long sleeved button up shirt with the color starched and pressed, topped with a black and red sweater vest that had reindeers knit on the front of it. He wore a dark wash jean with a comfortable pair of red tom's shoes.

Mr. Popo stole the show however, dressed as Santa for the night, his stark white beard standing out against his coal black skin and red plump lips. "Ho-ho-ho! Merry Christmas!" Mr. Popo greeted in his odd accent.

"Oh my goodness! You both look amazing! Aren't you glad to get out of those outdated outfits you are always wearing at least for a night?" Bulma exclaimed as she ran towards them all to give them all a warm welcoming hug.

Bulma was also fashionably dressed; wearing a lovely form fitting long sleeve sequenced red dress that came to below her knee. The neck line was high (for once), but the back of the dress had a dramatic plunge that exposed her skin up to the small of her back. She coupled it with a plain black flat- odd for the occasion and the fact that the woman usually wore heels that were too many inches too high.

"Hey guys what's up!" Trunks yelled from the other side of the house before walking over to greet the first comers, but as soon as he was within view of them he paused to turn around to hide his laughter from them. Popo looked ridiculous, Dende and Piccolo had never looked so darn oddly human, and his mother insisted that they looked great. There was a reason why Akira T. dressed them the way he did, and it was weird seeing them out of their usual clothing.

Composing himself, Trunks turned back around and greeted them all and did his best to not laugh in Mr. Popo's face.

"Hey what's shaking?" Krillin's voice broke through the sound of the hustle of the first group to arrive, making the two Namekians break apart to make way for the short formally bald guy and his small family. 18 was dressed in a gold long sleeved dress that was a similar length to Bulma's with a white coat and golden high heels. Her toddler daughter Marron was dressed cute in a baby elf outfit, complete with a furry red coat.

Krillin was also dressed as an elf- his green and red striped stockings making everyone laugh at the costume.

Master Roshi was out on vacation in Hawaii along with Oolong and Puar, insisting that the snow was not the kind of weather he wanted to spend his holidays in.

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Everyone had finally arrived, and the festivities were underway. The only person missing now was Gohan.

Kitsuni was beside herself snacking here and there, making small talk when it presented its self, but she truly didn't enjoy herself because all she could think about was wondering what was taking Gohan so long.

She didn't have much time to continue musing on the thought however when she finally noticed his presence not too far away, and unfortunately accompanied by the presence of the human girl he had recently taken under his wing.

From her corner of the room she could see them walk through the door, Gohan dressed so handsomely in a finely pressed white button up shirt that was topped with a blue knit sweater that had white polar bears on it. He wore his bottom white shirt untucked over his jeans, with a pair of blue shoes without laces- Kitsuni didn't know brand names, but he looked so good that she couldn't help but blush.

Then she noticed her-

Videl.

She was dressed in a white satin dress, a gold sweater, pearls, and gold heels. Kitsuni looked down at herself and wrinkled her nose at her normal training outfit- she didn't go shopping because she didn't want to burden the family with a new outfit for the occasion, but now she regretted it in light of the comparison between her outfit and Videl's.

Who cared if she was strong- right now Videl won in the looks department, and apparently for mix a breed it wasn't all about who was the strongest female, it was about how attractive you looked.

Bulma noticed the girl in the corner and the way she noticed Videl's clothing versus her own and knew instantly that this would be her Christmas deed for the evening. Before anyone could notice them and their disappearance, Bulma stole Kitsuni away from the party and performed nothing short of a Cinderella Godmother miracle for the young woman.

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While everyone was mingling about in the grand living area and the live orchestra played a light Christmas tune, Bulma called for everyone's attention.

"My family and I would like to thank everyone for making it out here to our Christmas party, and as you all know, we have a new comer into our group…."

Gohan blushed and Videl bashfully looked at the ground at the idea of everyone looking at her.

"Merry first Christmas Kitsuni!" Bulma exclaimed, motioning to the grand stair case behind the group as she clapped.

Everyone turned around to see the girl, who blushed at the attention as she made her way down the staircase dressed elegantly in a lovely Christmas couture dress. The top was made of white lace and tule, making a fluffed left sleeve that went over her shoulder, leaving her right shoulder bare and her left arm bare as well. The midsection of the dress was a form fitting corset style, laced in red and white, sewn in a glistening silver thread. The skirt of the dress was inspired by a ballet tutu and came to her lower thigh. The skirt was modified by using the same mix of lace and tule in the one sided shoulder sleeve combined with a hard boning lining beneath the skirt so it would stay fluffed without the overuse of tule.

The group was momentarily awed but eventually began to join Bulma in her clap as the young woman descended the stairs.

Videl felt embarrassed and put out when she thought that Bulma had been referring to her but had instead meant to congratulate Kitsuni. She was about to share her embarrassment with Gohan, however his gaze was currently glued to the young woman who had nearly killed her a couple months back with her flight training technique.

Jealousy crept up her spine as she noticed Gohan gawking at the woman, and took note that the gaze of nearly every man in the room was currently transfixed on the barbaric woman….

Well, she was barbaric, but even Videl had to admit that she looked absolutely fabulous with her outfit and meticulous up-do—

And not to mention her spectacular shoes.

Yes, no one could keep their eyes off the young woman… and Bulma felt a swell of pride at her work, but she had given Kitsuni enough of the lime-light for the evening.

'Back to Bulma,' The scientific genius thought to herself as she cleared her throat to regain the group's attention.

"We are all here not only to celebrate this holiday, but also to make a very special announcement…" She began, motioning for the waiters to give everyone a glass of champagne, as she herself took a glass of mineral water.

"This party is also to celebrate the coming of a new person to our group…"

Gohan blushed again, while Videl once again looked at the floor in embarrassment at the thought of everyone turning their attention to her.

Vegeta approached his wife and tapped her glass with his and took over the announcement, "This toast is to welcome the newest brat in our lives; we are expecting another one." Vegeta announced proudly, and as tactfully as possible given his ornery personality. Cheers and clapping erupted in the room, Trunks surprised as everyone else in the room as he didn't know his parents were going to have a baby.

Videl's eyebrow twitched in irritation, once again she had thought that Bulma was referring to her and once again, she was reminded that perhaps she didn't quite fit in with this group of elite fighters and their families.

"Hey Gohan, when can we go to my dad's Christmas party? I need to be there soon you know." Videl commented in an attempt to ditch the party as soon as she could in order to have Gohan all to herself.

"Well if you want you can go ahead Videl, I haven't seen these guys in forever and I wanted to hang out here a while. I can catch up with you later." Gohan suggested, unknowingly making Videl's plan backfire on her.

"But Gohan, I wanted you to go with me," Videl insisted, pulling his arm in hers in a slight physical way to move him towards the door.

"Listen Videl, I want to go to your dad's party too, but we just got here and I don't want to leave yet, so you can stay with me until I finish saying hello to everyone, or you can take off and I can meet you later." Gohan reasoned gently.

"Am I interrupting something?" Piccolo questioned, raising his hairless green brow at the short haired human woman that was hanging off of Gohan's arm.

"Oh no Piccolo, Videl and I were just discussing what to do the rest of the evening, how are you doing?" Gohan greeted politely, one hand behind his head in typical Goku fashion. Like father like son.

"Well…" Piccolo began.

Twenty minutes later Piccolo, Gohan, Goten, Trunks, and Krillin were all laughing. Videl was impatiently tapping her foot and glancing around bored, trying to gain Gohan's attention so that they could leave.

Chichi and Kitsuni deliberated with 18 over Marron's cuteness, also glancing at Videl every now and then.

"So Chichi, when did your eldest start dating that girl?" 18 inquired, curious if Chichi was aware that the girl was Hercule's only daughter, making her the sole inheritor of her father's fortune.

"Oh they are just friends; at least that's what Gohan says." Chichi supplied, her eyebrows twitching when she noticed the way said girl was hanging off of her son's arm.

"Really? Well that's a shame; the girl is Hercule's only child." 18 mentioned slyly before sipping on her glass of spiked egg-nog.

"WHAT!" Chichi exclaimed, nearly dropping her glass. She was the daughter of the man who stole her son's crowning moment as he defeated Cell, and here her son was dating that dishonest man's daughter! She would have none of it!

"I hear he is a millionaire." 18 whispered to Chichi, noticing her temper flare then engulf her completely after that comment.

"THAT MAN LIED ABOUT DEFETING CELL AND CLAIMED ALL THAT MONEY WHEN IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN GOHAN'S VICTORY! THOSE MILLIONS BELONG TO MY SON!" Chichi yelled loud enough for the whole party to hear, including Videl.

Now Videl had two choices. One was to confront Gohan's mother and tell her off, standing up for herself and her father. Two was to play the victim and run out of the party, making Gohan follow her and hopefully leave the place.

She was going to go with the second choice.

So Videl stomped out of the party, out of the house, and headed towards her vehicle, and like she predicted, Gohan followed.

Everyone was interested in this new development and everyone crowded towards the front windows of capsule corp. to spy on the young couple.

"Hey, where are you going Videl? You shouldn't listen to my mom, she gets excited about things and…" Gohan began to explain.

"No! No Gohan, I don't fit in here, I don't fit in with your family, I don't fit in with your friends, and no one here likes me! How do you want me to stay somewhere where I don't belong?" Videl exclaimed as she dug through her hand bag for her keys.

"That's not true Videl, my family likes you and so do my friends, but you aren't interested in interacting with them, all you can think about is leaving to your dad's party. Look, we always hang out with your friends, with your family, at your house, and you and I both know I don't fit in with any of your friends or your family. The difference here is that I make an effort to fit in, I go the extra mile to get to know your friends and family- you should too." Gohan reasoned calmly as he took her hand bag from her hands and instantly found the keys she was fumbling to find and handed them to her.

"Whatever Gohan, I did try, and I got pushed off a mountain thanks to your little friend Kitsuni, the barbarian woman." Videl stated angrily, mad that this was not going her way.

Kitsuni heard the comment from inside with her heightened Sayjin hearing and growled at the insinuation that she was barbaric. Surely she wasn't a barbarian… was she?

"Listen Videl, I understand how you feel, but I don't appreciate your name calling. Go ahead and go to your dad's party, because that's what you have wanted to do since you got here and I'll meet you later." Gohan responded, though not as calmly or sweetly as he had been speaking earlier. Gohan might have been a nice guy and perhaps maybe even a push-over, but a Sayjin still had his pride and his race to stick up for.

"Fine." Videl huffed, walking the rest of the way to her car and into the driver's seat. Gohan stood there a moment while she drove off, and when he turned back around to head back into Capsule corp. he noticed the quick disbursement of the crowd in front of the windows.

An inevitable sweat drop formed atop his forehead.

Nothing was a secret from these people.

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"Hey Kitsuni, come here!" Trunks called from the kitchen entry way, away from the grand living room. Kitsuni walked over to the young Sayjin prince who stood in place.

"Yes?" Kitsuni asked, looking at the boy whose head came up to about her neck. He was getting taller, she noticed, and soon his development would undergo a fast pace towards a more adult looking figure. Goten was not far behind him either, only a few inches shorter than his friend.

Trunks looked around to make sure the coast was clear for a moment before replying, "Do you know what this is?" He pointed up at the garland that decorated the kitchen's entry way, and right down the middle where they were standing was an odd looking plant that hung lower than the garland.

"I do not…" Kitsuni replied, curiously poking it.

"It's a mistletoe, and when two people stand under it they are supposed to kiss." Trunks stated as in a tone that left no room for misinterpretation.

"Oh, I see, you want a kiss from me Trunks?" Kitsuni smiled teasingly as she suggestively cocked her hip to the side, her hand resting upon it as she bent at the waist to level her cinnamon colored gaze on his clear blue eyes.

"You didn't need the excuse of a mistletoe to ask me for a kiss your highness," Kitsuni continued to tease as she whispered her sentence into the shell of Trunks' ear, both hands holding his shoulders to keep him in place. Trunks' only responded to her comments with a sharp blush and a shocked intake of breath.

"My you are a bold one young Prince." Kitsuni noticed when he didn't move or laugh off her teasing comments and instead closed his eyes. She cradled his head in both her hands for a moment, inwardly giggling at the situation, and also noting the way his lovely face would one day make the face of a handsome Sayjin man. Her warm breath tickled his face from her proximity, and Trunks was about to nearly pass out from the suspense of his first kiss.

Unknown to them both, Goten was filming every second of this hilarious and pivotal moment in his best friend's life. It was definitely difficult not to interrupt and laugh at them both.

Kitsuni drew a deep breath and lowered her lips to Trunks', then smiled and proceeded to plant kisses all over his entire blushing face, minus his lips.

Close but no cigar for Trunks, who trembled during her adoration of his face, and fell to the ground from the blood rush to his feet, and laughed at her cunning avoidance of his puckered lips. He should have known better than to expect someone like Kitsuni to kiss him right now- she was a lot older than him, and while he wouldn't admit the crush he had on her, he was glad that she hadn't kissed him for real. He probably would have fainted!

"And Cut! That was a winner!" Goten exclaimed, appearing from his hiding spot behind the counter as he turned off the video camera.

"What!" Trunks yelled his nerves and embarrassment clearly evident in his exclamation.

"I got everything on tape; I had to get my best friend's first kiss! I got to show it to your baby brother or sister on the way! He or she is missing out on all of our adventures until he or she is born!" Goten explained in a way that left no room for argument.

"I'm going to kill you Goten!" Trunks roared from the kitchen floor and quickly composed himself, chasing the giggling Goten all over the house, leaving Kitsuni completely forgotten in lieu of Trunks' murderous chase.

"What was all that about?" Gohan asked as he approached Kitsuni who was still standing under the mistletoe.

"Trunks was educating me on a Christmas tradition…" Kitsuni informed slyly, conspiring to use the same tactic Trunks used on her to lure Gohan into a kiss.

"Which one was that?" Gohan asked, falling into Kitsuni's trap as he stood beside her now, under the mistletoe.

"It involves closed eyes and wishing according to him, I'll show you! Close your eyes Gohan…" Kitsuni instructed excitedly, giddy that she was finally given the opportunity to show Gohan that she had skill in not only fighting, but also womanly skills.

Surely the only reason why people saw her as a barbarian was because she was always fighting and training. But there were lots of things she was good at, and being a woman was one of them!

Gohan did as he was instructed, and before he knew it, her warmth enveloped the front of his body, her soft strong hands cradled his head and neck, and plush warm lips slightly parted and met his own.

His breath was stolen, his eyes wide open, and he fell into her kiss and could not escape.

Videl and Gohan had given each other pecks here and there, but this was not a peck. This was a real kiss. Her hands held him just right, the tips of her fingers lightly brushing the hair near his ears and his neckline, her arms encircled him enough to hold him yet allow him to shift closer to her, the front of her body was pressed against his, and it only encouraged his arms to wrap around her to support himself.

Her lips were heavenly. They were soft and whispered her gentle breath over his lips as they moved against his lips, tasting each one and brushing the tip of her tongue against them occasionally. Gohan was shocked but could not help the instinctual reaction to respond to the glorious movement of her lips with his own kiss. He kissed her back, parting his lips to allow the kiss to deepen.

"Hey now that's teetering on a rated R flim Goten, maybe we should stop it there." Trunks commented as Goten held the video camera that flashed the red recording light out of their hiding place, shocking Gohan out of his passionate kiss with Kitsuni.

They weren't the only one's watching the show- everyone in the grand living room were gawking at the pair, but no one was willing to say a word considering the drama playing out before them. It was like a live soap opera everyone was glued to watch. First the argument between Videl and Gohan, then a show stopping kiss between Gohan and Kitsuni. What was going to happen next?

Kitsuni smiled and laughed, "You shouldn't be saying a thing Trunks, your face is still covered in lipstick from my kisses earlier."

"Ahh!" Trunks exclaimed, rubbing his face frantically.

"Sheesh I wish I had Gohan's problem," Yamcha stated aloud as Krillin and Tein nodded in agreement, earning Krillin a bop on the head from 18.

Everyone was laughing at the predicament, and while an embarrassed and confused Gohan left to hide in the bathroom for a while, Dende approached the Sayjin girl.

"Am I next?" Dende asked shyly as he joined her beneath the mistletoe.

The laughter erupted ten-fold as Kitsuni planted Dende with a big pink kiss on his forehead, leaving the teenaged Namekian with a dreamy look and lopsided smile.

It was one of the most memorable Christmas parties Bulma had ever thrown, and they would all laugh at the video Goten recorded for years to come.

Merry Christmas faithful readers,

Review if you likey the chappy!

-Kinoko