Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Restless ❯ First Diary Entry: June 11th � June 28th ( Chapter 2 )

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A look in Videl's history from her point of view. She meets Gohan and is impressed. He gives her a diary. However, when he leaves, she does not know his name or his adress or phone number. Will fate bring them together again?

Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Mystery | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.11.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 9.6K | Visits: 268 | Status: Work In Progress

Restless, by Frederica

First diary entry: June 11th - June 28th

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June 11th

Dear Diary,

The minute I saw him, I knew something was going to happen that would change my life…I went to the Silver Creek today, like I always do when something is bothering me.

I was really bothered today. My dad got really angry at me. He had always wanted me to become his marketing manager, and I refused once again. Today the university called him, to say that I did really well in my entry exam on the forensic science. I was guaranteed a place in the study of forensics. My dad got angry when he heard it. He ran into my room and yelled at me.

`What the hell do you think you're doing? Why didn't you apply for the marketing university?'

`Because I didn't want to, dad. To tell you the truth,I have been interested in investigating crimes ever since I was young. I tried to tell you, but you never listened. I applied for the study of forensic science, and I'm not going to give it up!'

`You will after I'm done with you!'

That's when it happened. He got so pissed at me, that he raised his fist, and pounded in to my stomach. He pounded so hard that I almost vomited. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up from the floor, throwing me against the wall. I hit my head on the edge of a book shelve, and I guess that's when I passed out. Cause the next thing I know, is that I gathered all my strength to stand up from the floor, and my dad was gone.

Why am I such a weakling? I could stop his punches if I wanted to. How is it that I can't, every time he starts hurting me. I'm so afraid of him. I'm shaking while I'm writing this, so my handwriting is a bit shaky. Why don't I block his punches? Why do I let my fear take over at times like that? It's getting harder for me to hide the bruises. Who would ever believe a girl who is saying that her father, the World Champion, beats his own daughter up?

That's when I went to the Silver Creek. I went to my usual spot; in the middle of the grass, a few meters away from the pier, and a few meters away from the forest. It was night, and the moon gave the creek a silver glow. It seemed as if everything was normal, but it wasn't and I could feel it.

When I got there, I found that my usual seat was taken. A guy was sitting there. He was tall, he had dark hair and dark eyes. He was wearing blue pants and a blue top. He had a red ribbon wrapped around his waist. Maybe it was a belt or something. He was staring blanklyatthe water, he seemed bothered as well. He was a reflection of myself!

I felt really sorry for him, so I asked him if it was okay if I sat down with him there. He answered that it was okay. I sat down and also started staringthroughthe water. What I didn't know was that he was looking at me, until he spoke up.

`Do you come here often? I do, but I never saw you before…'

`I do too, but I never saw you either. I always come here when I'm troubled.'

`Really? Me too!' then there was a small silence, until he hesitantly spoke up.

`Can I ask you why you're troubled?' That was it. That sentence brought up my whole life story. I told him everything. I told him about my father. How he was always acting tough and how he used to beat me up. I told him about my mother who was murdered, and how that crime had never been solved. I told him about my suspicion of my father, that I thought he was the killer. I told him how scared I was of every time he beat me up, that I wouldn't survive.I told him about the men that my father took home, and what he allowed them to do to me.Let's say that the only thing I didn't tell him was that he was the World Champion. I didn't say it, in order to protect him, as well as myself. The guy was silent for a while.

`You have to get out of that house. He's killing you slowly, you know that?'

`I know, but I'll never be able to take care of myself without any money or a job. One day, I'll leave, and I'll never return,' We were quiet again, until I spoke up hesitantly, `and can I ask you this time why you aretroubled?'Now the same thing happened to him.His story was surprising. He said he was only half human. He told me how he once was kidnapped by his uncle. He told me about his father, who was a very brave man. He told me that he was warrior, and that he always saved the world from evil when it was needed. He said he had great friends, and yet he couldn't be happy. He said that in the last fight, he killed his own father. I was really shocked about that, until he told me the rest of the story. He said he was the tiny kid fighting Cell, and that his father had just taught him how to increase his strength even more. Eventually, his father told him to kill Cell, but he continued fooling around, and eventually, Cell used self-destruct. In order to save the world from destruction, his father sacrificed his life, by moving himself and Cell to another planet. Cell came back unfortunately, but then he beat him. HE beat him, not my father! It was him, not my father! It was an amazing story, or am I just insane? I didn't knowthe guy, and yet I felt like I could trust him. I believed the whole half human story. The thing about my dad also made sense. He never lets me watch him train, and I guess the only reason why he wants me to go that marketing university is just so that I can catch him when he falls. He wants me to save his ass, the moment his secret comes out.

`It was not your fault. You couldn't foresee the future!' I answered. He was really surprised.

`You actually believe my story?'

`Yes, I do, really. It makes sense. It feels right to believe you. And you believed me too, didn't you?' He smiled at me.

`Thank you,' he said in a soft voice. He opened his bag, which was hanging loosely around his shoulder. He took out a blue and a red book. The cover was made from a silky material. There were diamonds and glitters on the red one. The blue one was very simple, but it had a silver lining around the edges. He held out the red book to me. `Take it.'

`Why are you giving this to me?'

`I use the blue one as a journal. It really helps me to give an overview of my day and my problems. Sometimes this journal helps me to come up with solutions. This one is still unwritten. You should try it too.'

`I can't take this. It must have cost you a fortune.'

`Take it, please. As a token of my gratitude…' that moment our eyes met, and I could feel how my heart skipped a few beats. I took it and ran my fingers across the beautiful material.

`Thank you, I'll use it wisely.'

`Good.' And then he stood up. `I have to go home now. Bye.'

`Goodbye…' and I watched him leave. He entered the forest, and I stared at his backside until he was out of sight. Then there was nothing but me inwardly cursing at myself. What the hell was I doing? This was the first time I ever met someone I felt so comfortable with. I knew everything about him and I liked him, and he knew everything about me, and I hope he liked me too. I know everything about him, except his name or his phone number. I'm such a stupid girl!

Right now, I still hate myself. Now that I'm writing in this lovely book he gave me, I should at least be able to send him a nice card or something. Or phone him just to say hello. But now, I don't know his number or address and I don't know his name either. I keep seeing his face floating in front of me all the time, and it makes me feel happy. There's finally a guy out there whom I'm starting to fall for, and now I'll never see him again. I feel so…lonely right now.

June 15th

Dear Diary,

I don't believe it. I don't believe myself anymore. I have been through many things. Practically everyone I met proved to be unpredictable and sometimes evil. I never trust anybody, which is good. Now I talk to some guy by the creek, and I trusted him the moment I laid my eyes on his. This is just crazy! I mean, he told me stories about being an alien and the killing of his father. Why do I believe all this?

Next thing I know, this guy visits me in all my dreams. These dreams are pleasant, and make me want to stay asleep. This encounter has turned me into a dreamer, something I never imagined myself to be. I never had serious dreams, but now I just dream of meeting him again. What would happen ifI saw him again?

In my dreams, we dance. Nothing happens, we just dance. The only thing that changes in my dreams is the location.We were dancing by the creek the first time I dreamed about him. The second time, we were dancing in the creek. The third time,we were dancing in some sort of neat ball room and the fourth time was just strange. We were actually dancing in a laboratory. Every time I wake up, I can still feel the way his fingers were laced through mine. What the fuck is going on, I wonder.

Well, I never saw him near the creek again. The chance that I'll ever see him again is so small. It's no fair. It's like I'm heart broken over someone I don't even know. Life's a mess right now. I better go and clean it up.

June 20th

Dear Diary,

I went out shopping today with my friend Erasa. We had to get a dress, because a friend of ours is getting married next week. Everyone around us is getting married these days. Erasa and I are behind.

I told her about the mystery guy from the creek. She felt sorry for me. I'm starting to feel sorry for myself now too, becauseI just can't get over him. Erasa supported me, and told me that she would make sure I would have fun at the wedding. Her boyfriend Sharpner would also come to the wedding, and he would bring a friendof hisalong.Erasa said that the friend was single, hot and his name was Gohan.

I don't know what to expect ofhim Erasa did not have a picture of him, and she could not describe him very well. I'm just going to enjoy myself. I like weddings in general, and it gives me a good reason to get drunk and misbehave. I'm going to forget about the mystery guy, and flirt with the Gohan guy. Who knows? He might actually be a really nice guy with no further intentions than having a good time!

So eventually we found a dark purple dress, quite simple to put on, sleeveless, and the back was left naked. I liked it, and it wasn't even that expensive. I also bought a golden necklace to go with it. Our friend that's going to get married, Susanne, said that we would go ice-skating after the ceremony, because that's where she had met her fiancÃ©. I'll just take a sports outfit along.

I've been alone in the house for two days now. Every time I get out of school, I first try to hang around with my friends for a while. Then I go home to eat, and I hope that my dad doesn't have a `friend' over. If he does, than I have a problem and then my dad locks me in a room with that guy and I spent the rest of the day collecting myself. If he doesn't, I leave the house again and wander around until it's time to go back and get to sleep. Two days ago, I found a note, saying that he would be out of town for two weeks and that there would be enough food in the fridge. I could feel the relieve wash over me. I'm safe for two weeks!

I have to go downtown again soon. I forgot to buy a wedding gift for Susanne. I have no idea what to get her. I'm sure everyone is going to buy toasters just like the last wedding. Well, I'm going to buy her something else. I'm going to buy her a clock and decorate it with paint that glows in the dark. Why am I going to buy her a clock? I don't know, but they are always useful. I always lose track of time when I'm having fun, so I'll just remind her. Couples who just got married tend to lose track of time a lot, you know?

June 27th

Dear Diary,

You're not going to believe what happened today! That Gohan person that would come to the wedding was the guy from the creek! It's been such a wonderful day! Never before has a day been too short in my opinion. Today was different. I'm really tired right now, so I'm going to sleep and write about it in the morning.

June 28th

Dear Diary,

My head hurts like hell and every muscle in my body hurts, but it was worth it. It was Susanne's wedding yesterday, but deep inside I know that yesterday was meant to be a perfect day for myself as well. I'm not going to forget it anytime soon.

Before the ceremony yesterday, Erasa and I were walking through the castle where the wedding was held. We had gotten dressed in the dresses we bought for theoccasion, and already stole a glass of champagne from the table standing near the window by the entrance. The bride was still hiding in a room somewhere in the castle.The groom was also walking through the castle, looking rather nervous. We were looking for Sharpner and his friend, of course.

Unfortunately, the castle was big, and it was difficult to find them. When Erasa noticed Sharpner standing in a corner near awine bar, she went wild and ran to him. Sharpner embraced her and then looked up at me.

“Hi! Well, Videl, are you ready to meet my friend?” Sharpner asked me. I looked at Erasa. What did she tell him? Sharpner was presenting him as if he was going to introduce me to my boyfriend for life. Well, I figured I was going to dump this guy at the end of the day.

“I guess…,” I said, frowning at him. Erasa looked at me with an innocent look on her face.

“Gohan, I'd like to introduce you to someone,” Sharpner called out. I watched as someone entered the room. I recognised his face immediately. I started smiling my face off while I was trying to calm the butterflies in my stomach down. “Gohan, this is Videl. Videl, this is my favourite virgin; Gohan.”

“Hi…Gohan,” I said, holding out my hand as he walked to me and grabbed it. He didn't shake my hand.

“Hi Videl,” he said. His cheeks were turning red. I continued to smileand stare into his eyes. He stared back at me. We forgot to let go of each others hand, until Sharpner spoke up again.

“But apparently you two alreadyknoweach other. Well, luckily you seem to get along well,” he said. Gohan, looked up at him and tried to hide the amazement on his face.

“Well, we saw each other some time ago,” Gohan said. He looked back at me. I smiled and looked away. I just hoped that he could not tell that I was so happy to see him. There was a moment of silence, but I broke it.

“Isn't this awkward?” I asked.

“Yes,” Erasa confirmed what I said. “Excuse us for a minute.” She dragged me away from Gohan and Sharpner and pulled me to the other side of the room. “Is that him?”

“Is that who?” I knew whatshe meant, but I thought it would be better to play stupid.

“They guy from the creek, who else?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, that's him,” I said. I smiled and I walked away, leaving Erasa behind, dumbfounded. When I got back to Sharpner and Gohan, Gohan held his arm out to me, and I gladly took it.

“I think it's time to go outside now. The ceremony will start soon. It would be rude to be late,” he said, never taking his eyes of me.

“Yes, it would,” I said. Erasa grabbed Sharpner's armand we slowly made our way outside the castle. The garden was nicely decorated and all dressed up in white. As much as I like to throw parties and decorate places, I couldn't have done it better myself. We sat down on the first row, because Erasa didn't want to miss a thing. I was sitting next to Gohan, and I couldn't help but look up at him all the time. I was happy when I caught him looking at me too.

The ceremony was nothing special, unfortunately. Susanne was wearing a beautiful white dress, not showing any skin at all. Speaking of skin, I was hoping that Gohan was not staring down my chest all the time. What came after the ceremony was the nice part.

We were lead inside again, and a room with huge doors were opened. When we walked inside, we entered a big room with a red carpet. Glass tables were standing near the wall with all kinds of food and drinks on it. Music was playing, and the people ahead of us got together and started dancing. Soon, I saw no one but Gohan anymore.

“Miss Videl, may I dance with you?” he asked me. Can you believe it? For the first time in my life, I was actually treated like a lady.

“Yes, you may,” I said, smiling at him. He smiled back as he stood in front of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he carefully placed his hands on my naked back. I shivered beneath his touch. He noticed this, and immediately pulled his hands back.

“I'm sorry,” he said. I was about to say that it was okay, but he had already raised his hands up to his mouth, and he blew in it. He was such a gentleman. When he placed his hands on my back again, he looked at me with a concerned look on his face. “Better?”

“Yes, thank you,” I whispered. We stepped closer to each other, and this was the first time I ever liked to be close to a man. I leaned in to his slow movement of dancing.

“How are you?” he whispered. I found comfort in the way he asked me that, and I laid my head against his chest.

“My dad's away for two weeks,” I told him. He continued to dance as he inhaled sharply.

“He didn't leave someone behind with you, did he?” I felt how he pulled me closer, as if he was protecting me. Was he actually worried about me?

“No, I'm home alone,” I said. His grip on me loosened. That's right! I wanted him to relax around me. I may have troubles at home, but I'm not a girl who's so emotionally torn that others should act different around me or feel uncomfortable. I mean, look at Erasa. I've known her for quite a while, but she doesn't know what is going on with me. I consider it to be a good thing. I was quite relaxed around Gohan too. This guy was definitely something out of the ordinary.

“Good,” he said. I pulled myself back from his chest to look up at him.

“And how are you?” I asked him in a concerned voice. I was really interested, and you could not blame me. I've been thinking of him a lot ever since I met him, and not seeing him had been quite frustrating.

“I'm fine…fine. It is you I'm worried about, really,” he admitted. I smiled and laid my head back against his chest.

“I write a lot in that book you gave me. I'm using it as a diary now.” No shit…

“Well, I bought it because I felt that I was going to give it away to someone who needed it. Maybe it looks a bit girlish, but…” he did not finish his sentence.

“Good thing I'm a girl,” I pointed out. “So you felt you were going to give it away? Are you paranormal or something? Is that part of your…inheritance?” I asked him. I felt him sigh, and I was afraid I said something wrong. With my head against his chest I could feel his heart beating rapidly as we continued to dance.

“Well, none of us can see in the future, so that's no part of being…me. And soon I'm going to study something that requires me to be objective, and not believe in anything that isn't scientifically proven. So for as far as I'm concerned…it was just a coincidence. I think everyone hasa forefeelingsometimes,” he said. This guy was getting more interesting by the moment. He knew so much!

“What are you going to study then?”

“Forensic science. I want to be a crime scene investigator. Have you ever heard of that?” my eyes widened.

“Well, I'm going to study the same thing and I passed the entry exam, so I guess I've heard of it,” I said. Gohan stopped moving and pulled me away from his chest to take a good look at me.

“You're kidding, right?” his eyes seemed to be smiling. I didn't know very well what to answer on this. Was this a rhetorical question?

“No! We have so much in common! We would be perfect for each other!” Score one for the team, Videl! This was honestly the brightest thing I ever said. Gohan immediately looked away, and I started blushing. There was a silence between us, but luckily we were interrupted by my dearest friend Erasa.

“Come on, Videl,” she said, grabbing me by the arm. “Theyare going to throw the bride's bouquet right now. All the single women are getting together. You are still single, so why won't you give it a try?” I wanted to object, but Erasa was already pushing me into thecircle of screaming women, who had trouble getting a guy. These women were so different from me! It was hard to imagine that I had something in common with them. Women were crowding around me, jumping screaming and pushing. Susanna turned around and threw the bouquet away to the crowd I was in. Then the inevitable happened…I caught it. It was a big mistake.

The women around me became hysterical. They applauded and screamed. They patted me on the shoulder while I simply stood there. I was doomed and I knew it.

“Here,” I handed the bouquet to a fat woman who was screaming in my ear. She had been standing next to me, and I didn't want it. Pictures were taken of me while I was looking for Gohan. When I found him, he was leaning against the wall with a playful grin plastered on his face. I made my way through the crowd to get back to him.

“Don't laugh at me, I'm cursed!” I yelled at him. He started laughing.

“With what? Being the next one to get married?”

“Well, someone once told me that there lies a curse on the one who catches it. The one who does, is also the one to get divorced next,” I explained. I am convinced that this is true. I've seen the destruction of marriage right before my very eyes.

“Congrats, Videl!” Sharpner exclaimed, throwing his arm around my neck. I looked at him angrily, and he immediately let go.

“Yeah! I can't believe that you're the next one to get married,” Erasa said.

“Oh, come on guys! You don't actually believe in that shit, do you?” I told them. They shrug their shoulders. Gohan still had that smile plastered on his face.

“Come on, let's grab something to eat,” Erasa suggested. She grabbed a plate from one on the glass tables and chose some food. I watched how Gohan picked his food. Well, he definitely wasn't a vegetarian. When he was done, he had like five different sorts of meat on his plate.

“Shall I get you something too?” he asked me, already grabbing a plate. I nodded. He really was such a gentleman!

“Sure. I'd like to have a bit of that strange tomato salad and some of that steak, please,” I answered. He grabbed it for me and handed me the plate. I thanked him.

After Sharpner collected some food too, we walked to a table where everyone else was eating.It was in the back of the room, and we had to press ourselves almost against the wall in order to avoid the dancing couples. I felt really happy.

“So Videl, what are you going to study next year, or are you already studying something?” Sharpner asked me. I wondered why he asked that.

“Why are you asking her something you already kn…ouch!” Erasa said, looking at Sharpner angrily. Sharpner gave her a look that told her to shut up. Now I knew what was going on; Sharpner was playing matchmaker! And I didn't even dislike it…

“Well, I'm going to study forensic science. I'd like to work on the graveyard shift,” I told Sharpner.

“What a coincidence! So am I,” Gohan exclaimed, looking into my eyes. He was smiling happily. Okay, so either this guy had a really bad memory, or he was a good actor. If he had a bad memory, he would have forgotten about me, right? Well, he was probably pretending that we had been talking about nothing all the time, in order to avoid questions or something. He pretended as if we didn't know each other at all, while we actually knew each other so well! I felt safe.

“I see it now…You guys are so perfect for each other,” Sharpner continued. DÃ©jÃ vu. Gohan and I looked up at each other, but this time I was the one to look down, and I hoped that my cheeks didn't turn as red as I thought they did.

“Well, I should get changed. We're going ice-skating in an hour, and I can't do that in a dress like this. Do any of you know where I can find a spare room?” I asked, quickly standing up.

“Around the corner are a few empty rooms. They are unlocked, so I guess it would be fine if you used them,” Sharpner told me. Well, it's not like I never did anything I wasn't sure of before, so I thanked himand left.

When I left the room and entered the main hallway, I noticed a row of doors on my left. Quite mysterious doors at that, but when I listened and pressed my ear against one of the door, I didn't hear any voices. So I opened it and entered a room with a bed, a closet, and a television. Next to the bed, which was king-sized, were two nightstands with lamps on them. Who knows? Maybe this castle was also used as a hotel?

Then something happened which I had not foreseen. I had thrown my bag on the bed and stripped out of my dress when the door opened and Gohan barged into the room. I froze.

“Videl! I'm sorry, I --“he stopped in his tracks, after closing the door. I could feel his eyes on me. They travelled down my body and rested on my stomach. I unfroze, and grabbed the dress from the bed to cover me.

“I'm sorry. I should have knocked,” he said, turning around and facing the door again. I checked the back of his head to see if he had eyes there, but he didn't. Hey, this guy was from outer space! It could have been! When I found no eyes in the back of his head, I dropped the dress and I opened my bag. I quickly took out my sportswear.

“It wasn't your fault. I should have locked the door,” Isaid. I quickly jumped into my pants, and put on my shirt. “You can turn around now.”

“I'm so sorry,” Gohan apologised, before turning around again. He looked at me, and I looked at him. There was another silence between us. I wanted to put on a sweater, but Gohan grabbed my hand and stopped me. A shiver went up my spine, and it wasn't a shiver of pleasure.

I had made a mistake again, I thought. I had trusted this guy, he knew everything about me and now he was going to abuse it and take advantage of me. I took steps back, but his grip on my hand tightened painfully. I looked up at his face, but I didn't see an evil expression, I saw a shocked one.

“Videl, I don't want to hurt you. I'm not going to hurt you, I swear,” he said. I saw the softness in his eyes and yet I was not convinced. “If you'd let me, I would like to take a look at your stomach.”

“Why?” I asked him. There was still a hint of fear in my voice.

“I think I saw something,” he said, letting go of my hand and stepping back. “You can trust me.” Well, I trusted him, but that didn't take my fear away. The only reason why I let himwas because he seemed to be concerned about me.

I let my arms fall down to my sides, as a sign to him that I had let my defence down. Now was his chance, and he was allowed to look. He hesitantly stepped forward again, and grabbed the hem of my shirt. He never took his eyes of mine as he lifted my shirt up, and stopped just below my breasts. He never looked at the newly revealedskin of my stomach.

“You can always say `stop',” Gohan whispered. Well, he was certainly suitable for the police academy; he was stating my rights.

“So can you,” I whispered back. Then I noticed that his eyes were travelling down my body again. I saw how his neutral expression turning into a shocked, almost frightened expression. I started smiling nervously. “So what did you find? Blunt force trauma? An entry wound? Maybe a lot of scary, nasty paper cuts even?” I said, acting like a fool. Gohan pulled my shirt back down and helped me with putting on my sweater. His fingers lightly grazed over my stomach as he straightened my sweater. Unlike all these romantic novels say, I did not feel `lost in his touch'. I did not `moan in ecstasy'. I was terrified.

“Bruises, Videl, many bruises arewhat I just found,” he started pacing trough the room, and raised his hand up to his face to rub the bridge of his nose. “I have to help you, but how? If we don't find a way to help you soon, they may kill you. Your father and his crew… I have to do something about them.”

“Don't! I'll be fine by myself! As long as I have your book and…” I paused, “…your support, I will be fine. I will move out as soon as I can.”

“I'm going to Curacao in four weeks with Sharpner. You should come too. And I'm sure Erasa won't mind to come with too. You deserve a holiday,” Gohan proposed, looking into my eyes again. I looked down at his shoes for no reason.

“Well, maybe I will,” I stated. I would love to go there. I'dbe away from home for a while, and I'dget to spend some quality time with Gohan. That doesn't sound bad at all.

“Tell me his name, Videl. I saw the bruises and I could sue his ass. Tell me his name, then we will get you a medical examination and then we'll nail him. You will get another home then, Videl. And don't tell me you don't want this, because I know that you want your dad behind bars for all he did to you and your mother,” Gohan told me. I was shocked by this sudden explosion of him.

“I can't tell you!” he would hate me if I told him my father was the World Champion, who was supposed to do nothing but good, and who had taken credit for his actions.He said he was the one who beat Cell,so I was really afraid he would hate me if he would found out who my father is.

“Why can't you?”

“I have a good reason.”

“What reason?”

“Leave it alone.”

“No!” All of sudden, there was a knock on the door.

“Videl are you ready to leave?” I recognised Erasa's voice, coming from the hallway. I looked at Gohan. Did they even know he was in here with me?

“Yes, I'm coming,” I quickly stuffed my dress in my bag and ran to the door. The looks on the faces of Sharpner and Erasa when we came out of that room werepriceless.

“So…are you going to tell me what went on between you two in that room?” Sharpner asked who was frowning at Gohan. Gohan looked up at Sharpner with a neutral expression.

“No.” And with that said, we left the building.

The ice-skating wasn't anything out of the ordinary, unfortunately. I was just sticking to Gohan all the time, because I couldn't skate on the ice. I kept falling! My ankles were too weak, probably. When we went home, Gohan handed me a small paper with a number on it. It was HIS number. I'm holding it in my hand right now, while I'm writing this. He has a very neat handwriting, by the way.

Our goodbyes were very disappointing. We casually said `goodnight' and `sleep well' and shook each other's hands and that was it. Just like the beginning of the day, except for the different greetings we used then. Maybe we'll do better next time. I just wonder…

As for today, I'm going to sleep some more and dream about Gohan. I'm still tired. When I wake up again, I'm going to call Gohan. Maybe he'd like to come to the creek and meet me there. I'll ask him to bring along his journal along. I'd like to see how he keeps it.

I still have something to explain about my father. There is nothing I want to hide from him any longer. He should continue to know everything about me. I want us to get closer.

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So far, the first diary entry of Videl. Did you like it? I sure hope so. I know I actually promised to describe seven days, but I started writing stuff which did not have much further importance to the story, so I decided to leave them out. I wanted to thank everyone who added me on their author alert and favourite authors list. It encouraged me to continue this. Thanks! I also wanted to thank my dear ff.net friend Noryale, who proof-read this for me. You were of much help (what would my readers do without you, haha).

Love,

Frederica