Videl allowed Gohan some time to say goodbye to his mother. He opted not to wake his younger brother. Saying goodbye to Goten - whom looked too much like their father - would only have him leave the building in tears.
"Call me when you're settled," Chichi made him promise. Since Goten was clinging to her like a Koala in a tree, she couldn't give Gohan a hug. Instead, she squeezed Gohan's arm and gave him a warm smile. She even had the decency to cry a little, and that helped Gohan forgive her. She was only forcing him into marriage to better his future.
"I love you Mom."
The manager's cell phone rang.
Gohan and Chichi waited expectantly.
"Yes, I'll let him know. " The manager said. He straightened his tie and cleared his throat." Your wife is waiting for you in the chopper. She says she's ready to go now."
Gohan put his palm on Goten's back. The young boy was still soundly asleep, unaware that his big brother would no longer be living in their house.
"You have the room all to yourself now, little bro," Gohan laughed to keep things light." Take good care of Mom for me."
.+.+.+.+.+.
With a heavy heart, Gohan sat quietly in the passenger seat as Videl flew the chopper. For most of the ride she said nothing to him, only grumbling to herself about how big a liar her Dad was. It wasn't until she yelled at an airplane that almost crashed into them that Gohan thought she shouldn't be driving anything while she was angry.
"Maybe we should land and take the bus," Gohan suggested. Videl shot him a glare from the corner of her eye, and he hastily waved his hands." No, no. I don't mean you're a bad driver or anything. It's just, I've never seen Satan City and what better way to see the city than from a bus?"
"You can see the entire city just fine from a chopper," Videl dryly replied.
'She's right. I'm so stupid!' Gohan berated himself. He nervously fidgited with his hands, trying his best to think of a polite way to tell Videl that she was a scary pilot. He couldn't come up with anything. There were no right words for his situation.
Videl turned her attention to Gohan. " Do you have anything else to wear besides that ugly dress?"
Gohan shook his head. He'd forgotten the clothes he wore earlier that day at the Mail Order Bride Headquarters. Everything else he owned was back at home.
"I'll land on the roof of Satan City Mall. We'll buy you some new clothes and get something to eat. Sound good?"
"Yeah! Sounds great!" Gohan enthused. He could think of nothing better than to eat away his depressed mood with delicious, warm food.
.+.+.+.+.
- 6 hours later -
Mr. Satan paced up and down the long hall, anxiously waiting for Videl to come through the front door. "She's late." Mr. Satan noted. The clock on the wall read half past ten." Where on Earth could she be?"
An old, tired butler pushed open the servant's door from the kitchen, holding a tray of drinks in one hand, with a white towel draped over his arm. His eyebrows arched. He'd felt the door hit something when he pushed it open.
"I'm sorry, sir," The butler said, stepping over Mr. Satan's body. The champ had both hands pressed against his bloody nose." Should I send someone to get you the first aid kit?"
Mr. Satan slowly rose to his feet. "No that wont be necessary. Carry on."
"Oh, I just remembered. Your bride wanted me to tell you she's enjoying the pool. She'd like for you to join her."
"Tell her I'll be there in a minute, right after Videl gets home." Mr. Satan said. He marched back to the front door and waited in front of it. ' I could be swimming with a beautiful woman in a bikin right now. Boy, Videl doesn't know how much trouble she's in! She's grounded for a week! No, make that two weeks! No dessert. No friends. No anything fun!'
Yellow lights from Videl's chopper shined through the window as she landed. Mr. Satan puffed out his chest and stood tall. He furrowed his brows and breathed through out his nose. Videl punched in her house code on the keypad, and the door clicked open.
"Do you have any idea what time it is young lady!" Mr. Satan shouted, not noticing the much taller boy standing with shopping bags behind her. Videl rolled her eyes. Mr. Satan thrusted his finger in front of her face." As long as you live in my house you'll obey my rules. I'm the parent, you're the child. I tell you what to do and you listen, got it?"
"Whatever," Videl sighed. She started up the stairs, snapping her fingers as if commanding a dog." Gohan, this way."
"Right," Gohan quickly ran to catch up with her, avoiding looking in Mr. Satan's direction.
Mr. Satan's jaw dropped." is THAT a boy?" Was she seriously taking a boy upstairs to her room right in front of him?!
Videl looked down at her Dad from the railing." Yeah, duh."
"You know the rules," Mr. Satan growled," You can't have a boyfriend unless he defeats me in a fight."
Videl smiled. In the sweetest voice she could muster, said what no father wants to hear from his teenage daughter.
" Oh, but Daddy he's not my boyfriend. . .He's my husband."
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Male Order Bride | DragonballZ Fanfiction
FanfictionBuried in debt, Gohan has no choice but to become a mail-order bride. He doesn't care who he will marry, just as long as they can pay his bride price, then one fateful day Hercule Satan summons all the brides to the mail-order bride headquarters whe...