Wish: Chapter 5
A/N: Trying to become more ... uh ... regular with the updates. Hope you like once again.
***
"Gohan! Gohan!" Videl stuck her head around the shelves.
"Yeah?" Gohan looked up from the computer. He rubbed his eyes and leaned back in the (spinny) chair. "What's up, Videl?"
"It's _snowing_!"
Gohan shot up. He ran to the nearest window, in the next room, and looked outside. Over a foot of snow had fallen. He jumped up and down, cheering.
"Shh!" scolded the librarian.
Mirai looked at Gohan, smiling warmly. Gohan was so _CUTE_.
Then Gohan stopped cheering. He turned.
"Mom's going to be worried. We can't get back to the mountains with the car."
Videl beamed, shouting out, "You can come over to my house!"
"Great idea!" Mirai spoke up, "We'll all go over to your house."
He and Videl exchanged glares.
_I'm not going to let you win Gohan, you bitch._
Gohan scooped up their books. "I'll check these out." He turned to Videl and smiled, "Sounds like a great idea, Videl."
Videl felt her heart flutter. She smiled at Gohan lovingly. "Okay!"
Gohan turned towards the check out desk.
Mirai watched Gohan leave, then turned to Videl.
"You," he hissed.
Videl smirked at Mirai, "He's mine."
"You'll have to pry him from my cold, dead fingers." He waggled his fingers at Videl.
Gohan returned to a calm-looking Mirai and Videl before Videl could respond.
"I'm ready. What about you guys?" he asked, smiling.
"Ready," Videl and Mirai stated icily, staring at each other.
Gohan sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He forced a smile. "Well, let's be off."
***
Mr. Satan met them at the door, and turned pale when he saw his princess with two young men. He quickly took her into the house, leaving Gohan and Mirai on the doorstep.
"V-Videl! What are you doing with those two guys?!" he stuttered.
"Daaaaad!"
"You know you're not allowed to date guys that are weaker than me -- especially two at once!"
Gohan looked mildly at Mirai, "You and Videl don't seem to be getting along."
Mirai folded his arms, and looked back at Gohan, "So?"
"So? You're both my friends!"
"Excuse me -- I'm just a friend?" Mirai glowered, growling.
"Oh -- no! Trunks! You know that you're not just a friend!"
He gave a typical Vegita-like scowl.
Gohan became desperate. "Trunks.... You have to believe me!"
"Prove it."
"H-How?"
Mirai got a gleam in his eye. "Let's... play in her house tonight."
Gohan rubbed his arm, looking at the closed front door. "Um... Trunks.. I - I don't know."
Mirai took his arm, pulling Gohan around to face him. The books dropped onto the snowy front step. He took Gohan's face in his free hand, tilting his chin up and staring him in the face, only a few centimeters away.
"Well? What do you say, Son?"
Videl threw open the door. Gohan and Mirai quickly separated.
"Uh.. you can come in now."
Gohan stooped and grabbed their books. He uprighted himself, watching Mirai enter in front of him.
And he couldn't help but smile to himself.
_Okay, Trunks. You're on._
***
After Gohan made a quick call to ChiChi, he sat down to dinner with Mirai, Videl, and Mr. Satan. ChiChi had made a few remarks about him being at Videl's house and made him promise to describe the conditions when he returned home the next day. But those were quickly forgotten when dinner was served.
He had forgotten how hungry he was.
Mr. Satan looked at Mirai. He pointed at Mirai with his fork, "What's your name?"
Mirai looked up at him. He hesitated before answering, "Trunks."
And the older man began to laugh. "Trunks! What the hell is a kid doing with the name 'Trunks'?!"
Mirai was turning a bright red. Gohan quickly went to his rescue, "It's a family name!"
It back fired.
"What parent would name their kid 'Trunks'? Only a retard would name their kid --"
Mirai's hand was at his throat, having upturned the table. His eyes flashed dangerously.
"Don't call my mother a retard."
Gohan jumped to his feet. He pulled on Mirai's arm.
Mr. Satan gave a choked, nervous laugh. "Just playing with you, boy..."
Mirai hissed through his teeth, pulling back. Gohan patted his arm gently and whispered, "You can't kill him, not matter how much you want to."
Mirai was trembling furiously.
Mr. Satan laughed, rubbing his throat. "Ah, don't worry Gohan. He couldn't have hurt me."
Gohan rolled his eyes discreetly. He looked at Videl and bowed his head, "Excuse us for a little bit."
He dragged Mirai from the room, closed the thick wood door, and put himself between the dining room door and Mirai. They growled at each other, then Mirai managed to mutter, "I hate him already."
"I know, I know. He's definetly not the greatest..." Gohan kept one foot against the door and moved closer to Mirai. He touched his arm gently. "You just have to ignore him.. politely."
"But...--"
Gohan grabbed his collar and jerked Mirai close to him. He pressed his lips to Mirai's, and after a little bit, their mouths opened and their tongues entered. Soon, Gohan pulled away gently and smiled.
"Behave. If you do, you'll get more of that."
A/N: Trying to become more ... uh ... regular with the updates. Hope you like once again.
***
"Gohan! Gohan!" Videl stuck her head around the shelves.
"Yeah?" Gohan looked up from the computer. He rubbed his eyes and leaned back in the (spinny) chair. "What's up, Videl?"
"It's _snowing_!"
Gohan shot up. He ran to the nearest window, in the next room, and looked outside. Over a foot of snow had fallen. He jumped up and down, cheering.
"Shh!" scolded the librarian.
Mirai looked at Gohan, smiling warmly. Gohan was so _CUTE_.
Then Gohan stopped cheering. He turned.
"Mom's going to be worried. We can't get back to the mountains with the car."
Videl beamed, shouting out, "You can come over to my house!"
"Great idea!" Mirai spoke up, "We'll all go over to your house."
He and Videl exchanged glares.
_I'm not going to let you win Gohan, you bitch._
Gohan scooped up their books. "I'll check these out." He turned to Videl and smiled, "Sounds like a great idea, Videl."
Videl felt her heart flutter. She smiled at Gohan lovingly. "Okay!"
Gohan turned towards the check out desk.
Mirai watched Gohan leave, then turned to Videl.
"You," he hissed.
Videl smirked at Mirai, "He's mine."
"You'll have to pry him from my cold, dead fingers." He waggled his fingers at Videl.
Gohan returned to a calm-looking Mirai and Videl before Videl could respond.
"I'm ready. What about you guys?" he asked, smiling.
"Ready," Videl and Mirai stated icily, staring at each other.
Gohan sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He forced a smile. "Well, let's be off."
***
Mr. Satan met them at the door, and turned pale when he saw his princess with two young men. He quickly took her into the house, leaving Gohan and Mirai on the doorstep.
"V-Videl! What are you doing with those two guys?!" he stuttered.
"Daaaaad!"
"You know you're not allowed to date guys that are weaker than me -- especially two at once!"
Gohan looked mildly at Mirai, "You and Videl don't seem to be getting along."
Mirai folded his arms, and looked back at Gohan, "So?"
"So? You're both my friends!"
"Excuse me -- I'm just a friend?" Mirai glowered, growling.
"Oh -- no! Trunks! You know that you're not just a friend!"
He gave a typical Vegita-like scowl.
Gohan became desperate. "Trunks.... You have to believe me!"
"Prove it."
"H-How?"
Mirai got a gleam in his eye. "Let's... play in her house tonight."
Gohan rubbed his arm, looking at the closed front door. "Um... Trunks.. I - I don't know."
Mirai took his arm, pulling Gohan around to face him. The books dropped onto the snowy front step. He took Gohan's face in his free hand, tilting his chin up and staring him in the face, only a few centimeters away.
"Well? What do you say, Son?"
Videl threw open the door. Gohan and Mirai quickly separated.
"Uh.. you can come in now."
Gohan stooped and grabbed their books. He uprighted himself, watching Mirai enter in front of him.
And he couldn't help but smile to himself.
_Okay, Trunks. You're on._
***
After Gohan made a quick call to ChiChi, he sat down to dinner with Mirai, Videl, and Mr. Satan. ChiChi had made a few remarks about him being at Videl's house and made him promise to describe the conditions when he returned home the next day. But those were quickly forgotten when dinner was served.
He had forgotten how hungry he was.
Mr. Satan looked at Mirai. He pointed at Mirai with his fork, "What's your name?"
Mirai looked up at him. He hesitated before answering, "Trunks."
And the older man began to laugh. "Trunks! What the hell is a kid doing with the name 'Trunks'?!"
Mirai was turning a bright red. Gohan quickly went to his rescue, "It's a family name!"
It back fired.
"What parent would name their kid 'Trunks'? Only a retard would name their kid --"
Mirai's hand was at his throat, having upturned the table. His eyes flashed dangerously.
"Don't call my mother a retard."
Gohan jumped to his feet. He pulled on Mirai's arm.
Mr. Satan gave a choked, nervous laugh. "Just playing with you, boy..."
Mirai hissed through his teeth, pulling back. Gohan patted his arm gently and whispered, "You can't kill him, not matter how much you want to."
Mirai was trembling furiously.
Mr. Satan laughed, rubbing his throat. "Ah, don't worry Gohan. He couldn't have hurt me."
Gohan rolled his eyes discreetly. He looked at Videl and bowed his head, "Excuse us for a little bit."
He dragged Mirai from the room, closed the thick wood door, and put himself between the dining room door and Mirai. They growled at each other, then Mirai managed to mutter, "I hate him already."
"I know, I know. He's definetly not the greatest..." Gohan kept one foot against the door and moved closer to Mirai. He touched his arm gently. "You just have to ignore him.. politely."
"But...--"
Gohan grabbed his collar and jerked Mirai close to him. He pressed his lips to Mirai's, and after a little bit, their mouths opened and their tongues entered. Soon, Gohan pulled away gently and smiled.
"Behave. If you do, you'll get more of that."