Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Changing Seasons ❯ Caught in the Act! ( Chapter 5 )

Alaura sat up, dizzy from their lovemaking and stared, wild-eyed at the woman who stood in the doorway, an amused expression plastured on her beautiful face, her blond hair cut in a becoming style short to her shoulders and parted down the center. She wore jeans which showed off her lean, muscular legs and a jean jacket with long, striped sleaves. She leaned against the doorjam, arms folded under her breasts and regarded them with a half-smile of pure enjoyment.

"My, my." She said at last, looking from Gohan to Alaura and back to Gohan, "Just what have here?"

"I…" Gohan started, still not under complete control yet. Damn! He thought, this wasn't soppose to happen! "18! I thought you and Krillin weren't due back from your vacation for another week…Wh…what happened?"

"I'd like to ask you the same thing, Gohan." She said, glaring at Alaura, who shrunk from her hard gaze, "Who's this tramp with you? You'd better hide her before Videl gets here."

"Videl?!" Gohan looked around wildly, "She'd here? Now? Oh, my god, I can't believe this!"

"I'd expect something like this from Yamcha, Gohan." She tsked, "But, not from you. And in mine and Krillin's bed, no less. I'll have to burn the sheets."

"18?" Came a voice from the hall, the last voice Gohan wanted to hear at the moment, his stomach fell like lead to his feet, "Who are you talking to in there?"

"Well, I hope she was worth it, Gohan." 18 said, shaking her head, "Because here comes your funeral."

"18, I asked…" Videl stepped around the corner and into the bedroom, where she was brought up short, her heart lurching into her throat at the sight of her man sprawled naked in bed with another, very beautiful, woman. Her face flushed in rage to the roots of her very short dark hair and she strode over to them, glaring fire down at them both. Alaura noticed her sweatshirt with the word `Fight' scrawled cross it and feared that that was exactly was what about to happen. Instead of punching him, like he'd thought she'd do, she simply asked; "Why? Tell me why you'd do this to me…to us? Gohan, I…I mean I thought you loved me!"

"Videl, I do love you!" He cried, and Alaura had never felt like such a imbecile in her entire life. How could she have made such a mistake! Not only was her life ruin but she ruined the lives of these people as well. She hated herself and wanted to die right then and there. How could she have been such a fool?! How? She stumbled to find her clothes and clumsily got dressed as Gohan tried, vainly, to explain himself to Videl, who stood with a horrible look of hurt and betrayal on her pretty face. "You've got to believe me! Please! It was…she meant…Oh, geeze! Come on! I'm sorry, okay! I'm so sorry!"

Me too, Alaura thought as she slipped past them, only noting the one they'd addressed as 18 narrowing her eyes at her as she walked passed her towards the hallway and the front door beyond. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she made her way outside and swiped her arm across her face, Gohan's blood on her mouth and chin mixing wth the saltiness of her tears. I'm sorry too. She stumbled across the lawn and gained enough control of herself to walk until she found a payphone.

Her hands trembling, she placed the call collect.