I love it when you speak those three words to me. It shows me that you acknowledge me for what I really am, not the persona I project to the world. You know me, the real me.

In reality, I should hate it when you say it to me. On some level it makes me feel weak, makes me feel vulnerable. But maybe that's what I love about it, it lets me know that you'll be there to protect me, to be there for me.

After everything I've done, all I've worked towards, those three words are the last thing I could imagine actually wanting to hear. I'm Videl Satan, if anyone wouldobject to those words, it'd be me, right? And yet I feel as though I need to hear them.

But only from you. If anyone else even tried to utter them, I'd bite their head off. Luckily, no one would dare, probably because they know me too well, or rather think they did.

I'm looking at you right now, stood in front of me with your arms crossed, looking at me expectantly as I'm kneeling on the grass, panting away. You have a small smile on your face. It's one that I, and only I will ever see, I'm quite certain you'll never look at anyone else like this. It tells me that you're proud of me, that you want me, that you love me.

You've only said those three words twice, the first time when you taught me to fly. I think that it just slipped out in the excitement of my first flight.

You're still teaching me, still allowing me to train with you. However, I know you don't push me as hard as you could, all because of those three words.

You open your mouth to speak, and a strange feeling encompasses my body. A shiver runs down my spine. I know what you're going to say.

"You're improving really quickly Videl…for a girl."

I beamed up at him, even though I knew I shouldn't. Those three words practically set the feminist movement back fifty years. But they made me feel like a woman.

What words did you expect?

The idea for this came from the end of Chapter 5 of Fragile Tough Girl by gerrys giant green monkey. It's unfinished by the way, and by a now inactive author, so beware if you go and read it, although it is a fun read.

As for this one-shot...it didn't come out anything like I'd hoped, certainly nowhere near as good as I thought I could get it, but oh well. I was reading the aforementioned story, got the idea and just wrote it down in the space of 30 minutes. I was going to try to make it a bit humourous, but I couldn't get it right, so didn't bother.

However, since I haven't updated anything in over 18 months, I felt like doing something, but god did this feel strange to write. I shan't be writing from a female perspective anytime in the future. I'm off to drink some beer and hit some nails with a hammer.