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"The Eyes are the Windows to the Soul"Written By: Dark Videl Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ! Warnings: SOCC, OC, angust, romance, Rating: PG to PG 13-! (NC17 themeswill be wraned ahead of time! You've been warned!)Some parts include lime themes! Notes: Videl must figure out where she belongs.... but a secrte revealed through her mother's diary when she was alive.. shall change her destine path....
The Eyes are the Windows to the Soul
Videl walked up to the attic trying to be alone after
she saw Gohan kissing Erasa; he said it was a mistake and Erasa forced
the kiss. “Please… it looks real enough to me…”
Videl sat down on a box “I thought we had something together….
Why Gohan?” she then picked up the locket of her family: Her
mother, Kikya, her father, Hurcule, Serenity her older sister ten,
Tori, her older brother twelve, and Videl in the middle as eight.
She got up to put the locket I her jean pocket as a book with a gold
lining and velvet furry soft cover hits her head with a blast of dust.
“Aww! *coughs* come on!” she then took the book off her
head “Huh? This looks like a diary…*the key I found earlier!*
Yea! It should fit!” she reached in her left pocket “There!
Ha! It fits! So this was my mother’s” <GONG> ~LATER~ Hurcule was sipping is tea as Videl stormed in and slammed the diary on the table shaking the table and starling him and the servants in the den. “Videl what’s up” he said not looking up. “What’s up? That’s all you can say is WHAT’S UP?” she glared as he looked up. “I found out the secrete! How long was this to be kept? YOU LIED TO ME AND MOTHER! TO THE WHOLE WORLD THAT YOU BEAT CELL! I KNEW YOU DIDN’T!” Videl barked. “I knew I should have prayed to our ancestors!” Hurcule set his cup down. “Blah! How con elapid can they be lucky? THEY ALL DEAD! GEEZ MAN!” she sighed at before her last two words. “Videl don’t raise your voice at me!” “Kuso” she muttered. “SUCH FOUL LANGAUGE! I NEVER!” “Oh father honestly I--” she pleaded. “Uh-uh! None of your excuses missy! Off to your room!” he pointed to the tall stair of red carpeting and golden rails. “But” she tried to hold tears “If you’d just listen!” “NOW! NO BUT’S, IF’S, AND’S NONE OF THAT!” he pointed “Go wash your self of disgrace get dried until you glow with the family pride so you can bring the unforgotten honor to us all! Get a recipe to be an instant bride!” “Pride, snide!” she huffed up stairs. ~VIDEL”S ROOM~ Videl sat at her mirror at her dresser combing her waist
length hair and sighed looking at the diary resting on her king size
bed. ~I shalt be the perfect daughter…~ Hurcule cleared his throat as he motioned Videl to sit with him on her balcony as she couldn’t face him as they sat. “My, my… these roses are breath taking….” Hurcule looked in awe as Videl meekly nodded “But look” she did look. “Uh?’ she blinked. “This rose is late… still a little bud…It must be lonely… not the same as the rest huh Videl?” “Yea…I kinda know how it feels” she hung her head as she softly spoke playing with her hair as Hurcule picked one of the rose as he used a hand to lift her chin putting the rose in her hair. “But…” he started as she looked up slowly “But I bet… when that rose blossoms it shall be the most beautifies of them all” “T-thank you father” she hugged him with a smile as he kissed her forehead “*so I guess he’s not so bad*” “Videl, I’m sorry…I thought I did it for your best well being…” “Yea… guess I never deserved the blood in my veins or the honor huh?” she got up. “Huh? Videl no” “I’m sorry I must find out where I belong! Who I am father!” “You’re my daughter! Kikya’s baby!” he said. “I know who I am…” she sighed “But not what I really am” she ran out. “VIDEL, COME BACK!” “I shalt be a disgrace no more father…if you really are my father” she cried slumping down as she sat on a tree as it rained. She saw her father talking to a servant laughing as if none of this had accorded. Videl looked down tears still forming as she looked up and saw in the clouds her mother then it changed back to a cloud.“Mother…” ther thunder rumbled as she looked up narrowing her brows “That’s it” She walked into the house packed a bag of things and the diary and the locket around her head she kissed her father’s cheek and whispered “sleep well…I’ll be back father…I’ll make you proud again of me” with that she left a note and the rose of earlier. She then dyed her hair red and took flight masking her ki as low as it would go into the stormy night. “Your sire! Mistress Videl is missing!” a maid shrieked “I went to give her, her night water but she’s gone, vanished, nada” she fainted as Hurcule saw the note and read through it holding the rose tightly. The last part wrote: ~Finally if you already know I left… I shall come back! Sleep well! Gohan and the gang will have a hard time finding my mask ki! I shall bring back the family pride and grace! I shall find a way to deserve my saiyan blood! Fare well.P.S. nothing last’s forever… our love for another is drifting away like each season… ~Your daughter Videl S. “No it can’t be” he held the rose and tears as he ran out the house into the rain collapsing “VIDEL! NO! YOU COULDN’T!” “She can be killed sire! She’s a city girl not a travel in a way” Jock, a butler in his mid thirties with a British accent helping Hurcule up. “She will be if I have a world wide search for her” “Si-sire?” Jock waved a hand before her. “*He’ll have her again… and doom us all*” N/A: Hey! This chapter is quit has quit a lot! I think
it was very detailed! Do you like the two pervious songs?
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