Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Way Things Should Be ❯ Why Gohan Should Avoid Closets at All Costs ( Chapter 4 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Note: Hey...I know I'm crazy, you know I'm crazy, lets all be crazy. And sense I've been neglecting a disclaimer...I don't own Dragon Ball Z. Oh, and this Chapter is for all the people who love to see Gohan torture. *smooch* to you all.
Oh, and by the way, let me know if you find the fic a little too inappropriate for PG-13...I think I'm keeping it in the boundaries.
Joke Poll(as in--this will have no effect on the story. I'm just a little curious..):
Gohan should...
1) Wise up a little. He's a smart boy.
2) Remain oblivious to Videl's obvious attraction.
3) Change his underwear color preference.
4) Make like a bunny rabbit with Videl on the couch.
5) Ditch the facade. He knows she wants him, baby, yeah.
And now...
Chapter Four.
Why Gohan Should Avoid Closets At All Costs.
Gohan licked his lips. This...was not good.
An hour had passed with him and Videl in a dark closet, and it was really getting hard for him to control his Saiyan urge to punch a hole through the wall and run screaming from his best friend.
Why, you may ask?
Videl was covering more of him than his T-shirt. And he was, admittedly a teenage boy with normal teenage hormones. Not a normal teenage boy, but the hormones were intact.
And when your very attractive, very available, and very much all-over-you female best friend is all over you, you might be a little bit...uncomfortable, to say the least.
He managed to contain a gasp as Videl's hand travel up his arm and under his T-shirt to his shoulder, before slooooooowly dragging her hand back down.
'Hold very still, Gohan, very still.' He told himself, tensing his muscles and resting his back against the wall. 'Come on mom, get me out of this situation!'
***
Chi Chi hummed to herself in the kitchen, cooking a few of Gohan's favorites for dinner. Goten was out of her way, at last, and over at the Briefs home with Bulma's son, Trunks. As for her older son...
She wondered briefly how Videl was fairing in that closet with Gohan.
***
Videl inwardly growled. She had tried every seduction trick she knew! The boy either had incredibly amazing self control, or he was a rock!
Well, she knew he was a rock PHYSICALLY, but she was thinking more along the lines of his hormones...
And Gohan just wasn't reacting! What would it take to get THROUGH to this boy that 1) She was very attracted to him, 2) She really liked him, and 3) She wanted him to like her!
At this point in time, Gohan was beginning to sweat. He wondered briefly if Videl had any idea what she was doing to him at all.
'Probably not...After all, we are just friends, and I don't consider myself all that attractive...' (AN: *Yeah right. Gohan=oneofthesexiestmenalive. Thank you very much)
He sighed audibly, causing Videl to look up at him. She noticed the sheen of sweat on his face, the twitching of his right hand, and the skittish look in his eyes.
Well, perhaps her seduction gambit wasn't so bad after all...
***
"So Trunks, why are we avoiding the top floor of your house so much?"
Trunks sighed. "Well, it's a long story that's really kind of short."
Goten raised an eyebrow, before breaking into the ever famous grin. "Why don't you tell me it then, if it's a long story that's really kind of short."
"My parents traumatize my early childhood, frequently making out with each other in my field of vision."
"Hubba-wha?"
"My parents disgust me."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"That must suck."
"Yeah."
A voice echoed from upstairs. "Oh, Vegeta!"
Goten and Trunks looked at each other. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!"
***
Gohan had tried to shake her off twice after the power had come back on. The soft smell of her hair was intoxicating, and her overall close-ness was driving him insane! Videl faked sleep, resulting in a skittish cry from Gohan. "Oh, please, oh please...I can't take it anymore!"
He realized that if he didn't seperate himself from the girl soon, he was going to be in a highly embarrassing situation.
Even more highly embarrassing than pink underwear.
He carefully extracated himself from Videl's tight grip, and broke the door down.
Videl,'waking up', looked at the splintered remains of the door in awe as Gohan ran up the stairs and into the bathroom.
A few seconds later she heard the shower turn on. She smirked. She was willing to bet the water was cold.
Chi Chi came out of the kitchen, wondering what news Videl would offer. "I was this close--" Videl held up he index finger and thumb barely a centimeter apart. "This close to breaking him down. And then he broke the door down."
"Oh my."
"I'm very sorry about the door."
"Oh, it's okay. Destruction of property follows my boy around like a lost puppy."
Videl looked surprised. "He really doesn't seem like the destruction-of-property type."
Chi Chi sighed. "He can't help it." Her eyes roamed the room before landing on an object in the middle of it. And she began to laugh.
Videl, turning her gaze to where Chi Chi's was, began laughing as well.
Because there, in the middle of the floor, lay Gohan's pants, complete with the torn seams where they had been torn right off the youth.
And that, my friends, is pretty damn funny.
***
Bulma sighed as Chi Chi and Videl explained the situation. "Well, we need another plan."
Vegeta, who was also in the room (on the bed...wearing his skivvies...)coughed pointedly.
"Yes, Vegeta?"
"Well, woman, I just might have an idea."
"Oh really?"
Smirking that oh so familiar smirk, Vegeta put a hand up to his chin to stroke it thoughtfully.
"Yes, indeed. I just might have a plan. But, we might have to bring the chibis in on it."
"Goten and Trunks?" Videl asked over the line.
"Yes. Kakkarot's first brat is in for quite the surprise if all goes according to my plan..."
He smiled evilly as he explained the detailed.
Bulma looked thoughtful. "You know, that could work. We've tried the physical attraction technique...this time, lets appeal to his 'feminine side'."
Vegeta chortled. "Feminine side? I always knew he would be a girly man," he said after Bulma had hung up the phone.
"Vegeta, you insult to much."
"You talk to much. Can't you think of better things to do?"
"Indeed."
(AN: Indeed is my favorite word. Can you tell?)
***
Gohan, in his cold shower, felt another headache coming on.
End Chapter.
Well, *twinkle* Another chapter! Yay! Two in one night! I'm on a roll! Now I just have to update my stupid webpage...
Did I spell Kakkarot right? I'm pretty sure I did... Lalala.
Gohan is mentally tortured again in our next exiting installment! And why are Trunks and Goten involved? You'll see...
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and by the way, let me know if you find the fic a little too inappropriate for PG-13...I think I'm keeping it in the boundaries.
Joke Poll(as in--this will have no effect on the story. I'm just a little curious..):
Gohan should...
1) Wise up a little. He's a smart boy.
2) Remain oblivious to Videl's obvious attraction.
3) Change his underwear color preference.
4) Make like a bunny rabbit with Videl on the couch.
5) Ditch the facade. He knows she wants him, baby, yeah.
And now...
Chapter Four.
Why Gohan Should Avoid Closets At All Costs.
Gohan licked his lips. This...was not good.
An hour had passed with him and Videl in a dark closet, and it was really getting hard for him to control his Saiyan urge to punch a hole through the wall and run screaming from his best friend.
Why, you may ask?
Videl was covering more of him than his T-shirt. And he was, admittedly a teenage boy with normal teenage hormones. Not a normal teenage boy, but the hormones were intact.
And when your very attractive, very available, and very much all-over-you female best friend is all over you, you might be a little bit...uncomfortable, to say the least.
He managed to contain a gasp as Videl's hand travel up his arm and under his T-shirt to his shoulder, before slooooooowly dragging her hand back down.
'Hold very still, Gohan, very still.' He told himself, tensing his muscles and resting his back against the wall. 'Come on mom, get me out of this situation!'
***
Chi Chi hummed to herself in the kitchen, cooking a few of Gohan's favorites for dinner. Goten was out of her way, at last, and over at the Briefs home with Bulma's son, Trunks. As for her older son...
She wondered briefly how Videl was fairing in that closet with Gohan.
***
Videl inwardly growled. She had tried every seduction trick she knew! The boy either had incredibly amazing self control, or he was a rock!
Well, she knew he was a rock PHYSICALLY, but she was thinking more along the lines of his hormones...
And Gohan just wasn't reacting! What would it take to get THROUGH to this boy that 1) She was very attracted to him, 2) She really liked him, and 3) She wanted him to like her!
At this point in time, Gohan was beginning to sweat. He wondered briefly if Videl had any idea what she was doing to him at all.
'Probably not...After all, we are just friends, and I don't consider myself all that attractive...' (AN: *Yeah right. Gohan=oneofthesexiestmenalive. Thank you very much)
He sighed audibly, causing Videl to look up at him. She noticed the sheen of sweat on his face, the twitching of his right hand, and the skittish look in his eyes.
Well, perhaps her seduction gambit wasn't so bad after all...
***
"So Trunks, why are we avoiding the top floor of your house so much?"
Trunks sighed. "Well, it's a long story that's really kind of short."
Goten raised an eyebrow, before breaking into the ever famous grin. "Why don't you tell me it then, if it's a long story that's really kind of short."
"My parents traumatize my early childhood, frequently making out with each other in my field of vision."
"Hubba-wha?"
"My parents disgust me."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"That must suck."
"Yeah."
A voice echoed from upstairs. "Oh, Vegeta!"
Goten and Trunks looked at each other. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!"
***
Gohan had tried to shake her off twice after the power had come back on. The soft smell of her hair was intoxicating, and her overall close-ness was driving him insane! Videl faked sleep, resulting in a skittish cry from Gohan. "Oh, please, oh please...I can't take it anymore!"
He realized that if he didn't seperate himself from the girl soon, he was going to be in a highly embarrassing situation.
Even more highly embarrassing than pink underwear.
He carefully extracated himself from Videl's tight grip, and broke the door down.
Videl,'waking up', looked at the splintered remains of the door in awe as Gohan ran up the stairs and into the bathroom.
A few seconds later she heard the shower turn on. She smirked. She was willing to bet the water was cold.
Chi Chi came out of the kitchen, wondering what news Videl would offer. "I was this close--" Videl held up he index finger and thumb barely a centimeter apart. "This close to breaking him down. And then he broke the door down."
"Oh my."
"I'm very sorry about the door."
"Oh, it's okay. Destruction of property follows my boy around like a lost puppy."
Videl looked surprised. "He really doesn't seem like the destruction-of-property type."
Chi Chi sighed. "He can't help it." Her eyes roamed the room before landing on an object in the middle of it. And she began to laugh.
Videl, turning her gaze to where Chi Chi's was, began laughing as well.
Because there, in the middle of the floor, lay Gohan's pants, complete with the torn seams where they had been torn right off the youth.
And that, my friends, is pretty damn funny.
***
Bulma sighed as Chi Chi and Videl explained the situation. "Well, we need another plan."
Vegeta, who was also in the room (on the bed...wearing his skivvies...)coughed pointedly.
"Yes, Vegeta?"
"Well, woman, I just might have an idea."
"Oh really?"
Smirking that oh so familiar smirk, Vegeta put a hand up to his chin to stroke it thoughtfully.
"Yes, indeed. I just might have a plan. But, we might have to bring the chibis in on it."
"Goten and Trunks?" Videl asked over the line.
"Yes. Kakkarot's first brat is in for quite the surprise if all goes according to my plan..."
He smiled evilly as he explained the detailed.
Bulma looked thoughtful. "You know, that could work. We've tried the physical attraction technique...this time, lets appeal to his 'feminine side'."
Vegeta chortled. "Feminine side? I always knew he would be a girly man," he said after Bulma had hung up the phone.
"Vegeta, you insult to much."
"You talk to much. Can't you think of better things to do?"
"Indeed."
(AN: Indeed is my favorite word. Can you tell?)
***
Gohan, in his cold shower, felt another headache coming on.
End Chapter.
Well, *twinkle* Another chapter! Yay! Two in one night! I'm on a roll! Now I just have to update my stupid webpage...
Did I spell Kakkarot right? I'm pretty sure I did... Lalala.
Gohan is mentally tortured again in our next exiting installment! And why are Trunks and Goten involved? You'll see...
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!