forlovedaughter1

FOR THE LOVE OF A DAUGHTER

Okay I wrote this story to show a side of Mr.Satan you never see he seems to care for his child so I decided to try something original.

Note I don't know Mrs. Satan real name, but this will be it in my story Natas kind of like Natees sounding, backwards for Satan.

Don't own don't sue

"I'm home" Mr. Satan called from his place at the door with bags under each arm.

"Oh hello sir," Said the butler Francis. "Where did you go so suddenly we all, particularly Videl were looking for you the past two days.

"I had a business deal I just couldn't pass down, but it was sudden so I didn't have time to inform the masses but I left a note, well anyway what does it matter I'm back now."

"Well sir I'm sure you probably knew this but it was Videl's birthday yesterday."

"What? No its not isn't her birthday in November." Mr. Satan asked rather stupidly.

"No sir her seventeenth birthday was yesterday, she had all her friends over and wondered where you were throughout it all. After all sir I hope I'm not imposing but you have rain-checked her birthday twice already, and I suggest you go apologize to her."

"Fine where is she?" Mr. Satan said with guilt in his voice.

"Training downstairs in the weight room."

"Thanks." Mr. Satan said as he headed towards the weight room.

Videl felt her fathers ki enter the house a long time ago thanks to Gohan's training. She didn't bother to acknowledge him though. Instead she resumed her merciless assault on a punching bag, which at the moment she was pretending was her dads head. How dare he forget about me again, she thought as she switched her attention to a larger bag for which she used for kicking. And started her exercises again. She couldn't focus she was really doing this to expel anger but now unlike the other times she couldn't. Now she actually felt hurt, and rejected. It was now made apparent that her father cared about more important things and now it wasn't her. Unlike the other times he completely and utterly forget this time. Her birthday was the only time of the year her father bothered to hang around, he even stopped sparring with her long ago which in it's own way was a form of bonding for them. "He better prove which matters most to him or else he's going to lose the last fragment of respect I have for that man." She said right before he walked in. As he did she went right back to the punching bag so she wasn't facing him directly.

"Hi Viddy bear." Said Mr. Satan to the back of his daughters who started punching the small bag once more.

Ugh Viddy bear he hasn't called me that in years thank god. Videl resumed punching except quicker.

"I'm sorry I missed you birthday honey it's just that I had a great business deal and was just too perfect to pass up."

Videl quickened her rhythm that was not what she wanted to hear at all. Mr. Satan noticed this and realized he had to tread softly now. He hadn't had to deal with a angry woman since his wife, at that thought a flood of memories came back to him, how Videl's mother died so young, right before she gave him the greatest gift anyone has ever given him, his daughter, his angel.

"I'm truly sorry honey, I promise to make it up to you somehow, I do love you angel."

Videl stopped punching, and smiled. Her front still facing away from her dad's gaze. Maybe he's finally getting it she thought happily.

"I know how about a sleek new car," Mr. Satan suggested smiling thinking he got the woman's mind down pat.

Videl's face went red with anger, as the rage she felt before had returned.

"YOU JUST DON'T GET IT AT ALL," She screamed as she out of a sudden burst of adrenaline kicked the small bag off the suspended chain, which then sailed across the room to hit the opposite wall with a loud thud.

"You just don't get it at all," she repeated softly as small tears formed in her eyes. She then ran out as quickly as she could to avoid her father's stare.

Mr. Satan was shocked, and once again confused. He was out of ideas at didn't know whether to follow her or let her calm down first. "Why can't girls be like guys?" he asked nearby dumb bell. He rubbed his eyes where a slight migraine grew, she could scream as loud as her mom he grinned at the thought could. In fact she was much like her mom in many ways. The only thing she had genetically inherited from him was his strength and blue eye's. The rest the spirit, body structure, the face. Were Natas's characteristics He could practically see Natas looking back at him everytime he saw Videl.

"Sir"

Mr. Satan was broken out of his train of thought, by the sound of Francis's voice.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry sir I couldn't help but over hear,"

"And?"

"Well I have three daughters of my own and I may be able to help her figure out what Videl wants."

"Please do. Because at the moment I'm completely lost."

"Well just spend a day with her, I think she just want's attention from you."

"And do what?"

"Talk mostly."

"Talk? That's it? She would pass up a new car just to talk? Girls are completely hard to figure out."

"Agreed, but there are something's only a parent can answer."

Mr. Satan thought about this, stood up and headed upstairs to Videl's room. He entered right as Videl was finishing a phone conversation.

"I swear why is it so hard for him to understand?"

"Give him credit sweetie, guys think differently than girls it's a proven fact. To tell the truth I would've gone for the car."

"Sure but even you would give up everything you own just to spend a day with your dad. And at least your father had an excuse he was dead. But now he's back, talking to you and knowing exactly what's going on in your life. My dad is alive and ignoring me and it's not like I have another parent to find relief with. In fact I think the only one who's keeping me from going crazy is you, you're the only person I can really trust, the only one I'm truly close to."

"I always be here when you need to talk, I love you Videl."

"I love you too Gohan," Videl looks up and finally notices her father, "Um I have to go okay?"

"Oh okay bye"

"Bye," Videl then replaced the phone, and looked at her dad, giving him the glare so he knew that she was still angry with him.

"Want to go for a walk?" Mr. Satan asked ignoring her façade.

Wow I didn't expect that she thought. "Why?"

"Just to talk."

"Francis talked you into it didn't he?"

" A little"

"Okay I guess." Videl said as she grabbed her coat. " Where to?"

"Satan City park?"

"Okay."

When they were outside the walked two city blocks before either could think of something to say. Strangely enough they wouldn't know where to begin. So many years had passed since they had a real conversation, beyond fighting of course.

"What's your favorite color?" Mr. Satan asked rather pathetically, he was groping for ideas here.

"Blue"

"Oh really, that's interesting."

"No it's not."

"Yeah I know, fine then you think of something," he said.

"Well I was wondering how."

"Mr. Satan Mr. Satan" Videl was stopped mid-sentence by a nosy reporter, trying to get an interview with the Grand Champion. "Would you mind sparing some time for a quick interview." He asked while shoving his microphone in his face.

"Sure I always have time for my fans, The Grand Champions is always there." He said as he gave the camera thumbs up.

Ugh Videl thought as she cast her face downwards, I hate those reporters.

"Oh I see your out with your beautiful daughter, how does it feel to be the daughter of the worlds savior?" The man's nasally voice was really beginning to get to her.

"Annoying," Videl said simply as she turned away from the reporter, to make it apparent that she wasn't going to talk anymore.

"Why don't we finish this later in a more official interview, okay?" Said Mr. Satan, while he watched his daughter carefully. He didn't want to hurt her feelings again.

"But sir your fans..."

"I mean it, now leave."

"Thanks dad,"

"I always thought you didn't mind the reporters, you used to be so proud of my accomplishments." Mr. Satan said as he took a seat on a bench.

"Well that was before I knew the truth, I found out who really destroyed Cell."

"What who told you that lie I DID BEAT HIM."

"Dad do you think I could have a chance at beating Cell?"

"Oh no angel not until you're a little bit stronge.." Just then Videl punched him in the chin, sending him sprawling four feet away.

"OWWW what did you do that for?"

"I'm sorry I had to prove something. Dad I am stronger than you are and Gohan is extremely stronger than both of us combined. He defeated Cell I've known for a while so there's no part in trying to lie some more."

Mr. Satan contemplated this he didn't know what else his daughter knew, so in order to not hurt her he would have to tell the complete truth.

"No more lies, what do you want to know?"

Next Chapter


	FOR THE LOVE OF A DAUGHTER Okay I wrote this story to show a side of Mr.Satan you never see he seems to care for his child so I decided to try something original. Note I don't know Mrs. Satan real name, but this will be it in my story Natas kind of like Natees sounding, backwards for Satan. Don't own don't sue "I'm home" Mr. Satan called from his place at the door with bags under each arm. "Oh hello sir," Said the butler Francis. "Where did you go so suddenly we all, particularly Videl were looking for you the past two days. "I had a business deal I just couldn't pass down, but it was sudden so I didn't have time to inform the masses but I left a note, well anyway what does it matter I'm back now." "Well sir I'm sure you probably knew this but it was Videl's birthday yesterday." "What? No its not isn't her birthday in November." Mr. Satan asked rather stupidly. "No sir her seventeenth birthday was yesterday, she had all her friends over and wondered where you were throughout it all. After all sir I hope I'm not imposing but you have rain-checked her birthday twice already, and I suggest you go apologize to her." "Fine where is she?" Mr. Satan said with guilt in his voice. "Training downstairs in the weight room." "Thanks." Mr. Satan said as he headed towards the weight room. Videl felt her fathers ki enter the house a long time ago thanks to Gohan's training. She didn't bother to acknowledge him though. Instead she resumed her merciless assault on a punching bag, which at the moment she was pretending was her dads head. How dare he forget about me again, she thought as she switched her attention to a larger bag for which she used for kicking. And started her exercises again. She couldn't focus she was really doing this to expel anger but now unlike the other times she couldn't. Now she actually felt hurt, and rejected. It was now made apparent that her father cared about more important things and now it wasn't her. Unlike the other times he completely and utterly forget this time. Her birthday was the only time of the year her father bothered to hang around, he even stopped sparring with her long ago which in it's own way was a form of bonding for them. "He better prove which matters most to him or else he's going to lose the last fragment of respect I have for that man." She said right before he walked in. As he did she went right back to the punching bag so she wasn't facing him directly. "Hi Viddy bear." Said Mr. Satan to the back of his daughters who started punching the small bag once more. Ugh Viddy bear he hasn't called me that in years thank god. Videl resumed punching except quicker. "I'm sorry I missed you birthday honey it's just that I had a great business deal and was just too perfect to pass up." Videl quickened her rhythm that was not what she wanted to hear at all. Mr. Satan noticed this and realized he had to tread softly now. He hadn't had to deal with a angry woman since his wife, at that thought a flood of memories came back to him, how Videl's mother died so young, right before she gave him the greatest gift anyone has ever given him, his daughter, his angel. "I'm truly sorry honey, I promise to make it up to you somehow, I do love you angel." Videl stopped punching, and smiled. Her front still facing away from her dad's gaze. Maybe he's finally getting it she thought happily. "I know how about a sleek new car," Mr. Satan suggested smiling thinking he got the woman's mind down pat. Videl's face went red with anger, as the rage she felt before had returned. "YOU JUST DON'T GET IT AT ALL," She screamed as she out of a sudden burst of adrenaline kicked the small bag off the suspended chain, which then sailed across the room to hit the opposite wall with a loud thud. "You just don't get it at all," she repeated softly as small tears formed in her eyes. She then ran out as quickly as she could to avoid her father's stare. Mr. Satan was shocked, and once again confused. He was out of ideas at didn't know whether to follow her or let her calm down first. "Why can't girls be like guys?" he asked nearby dumb bell. He rubbed his eyes where a slight migraine grew, she could scream as loud as her mom he grinned at the thought could. In fact she was much like her mom in many ways. The only thing she had genetically inherited from him was his strength and blue eye's. The rest the spirit, body structure, the face. Were Natas's characteristics He could practically see Natas looking back at him everytime he saw Videl. "Sir" Mr. Satan was broken out of his train of thought, by the sound of Francis's voice. "Yes?" "I'm sorry sir I couldn't help but over hear," "And?" "Well I have three daughters of my own and I may be able to help her figure out what Videl wants." "Please do. Because at the moment I'm completely lost." "Well just spend a day with her, I think she just want's attention from you." "And do what?" "Talk mostly." "Talk? That's it? She would pass up a new car just to talk? Girls are completely hard to figure out." "Agreed, but there are something's only a parent can answer." Mr. Satan thought about this, stood up and headed upstairs to Videl's room. He entered right as Videl was finishing a phone conversation. "I swear why is it so hard for him to understand?" "Give him credit sweetie, guys think differently than girls it's a proven fact. To tell the truth I would've gone for the car." "Sure but even you would give up everything you own just to spend a day with your dad. And at least your father had an excuse he was dead. But now he's back, talking to you and knowing exactly what's going on in your life. My dad is alive and ignoring me and it's not like I have another parent to find relief with. In fact I think the only one who's keeping me from going crazy is you, you're the only person I can really trust, the only one I'm truly close to." "I always be here when you need to talk, I love you Videl." "I love you too Gohan," Videl looks up and finally notices her father, "Um I have to go okay?" "Oh okay bye" "Bye," Videl then replaced the phone, and looked at her dad, giving him the glare so he knew that she was still angry with him. "Want to go for a walk?" Mr. Satan asked ignoring her façade. Wow I didn't expect that she thought. "Why?" "Just to talk." "Francis talked you into it didn't he?" " A little" "Okay I guess." Videl said as she grabbed her coat. " Where to?" "Satan City park?" "Okay." When they were outside the walked two city blocks before either could think of something to say. Strangely enough they wouldn't know where to begin. So many years had passed since they had a real conversation, beyond fighting of course. "What's your favorite color?" Mr. Satan asked rather pathetically, he was groping for ideas here. "Blue" "Oh really, that's interesting." "No it's not." "Yeah I know, fine then you think of something," he said. "Well I was wondering how." "Mr. Satan Mr. Satan" Videl was stopped mid-sentence by a nosy reporter, trying to get an interview with the Grand Champion. "Would you mind sparing some time for a quick interview." He asked while shoving his microphone in his face. "Sure I always have time for my fans, The Grand Champions is always there." He said as he gave the camera thumbs up. Ugh Videl thought as she cast her face downwards, I hate those reporters. "Oh I see your out with your beautiful daughter, how does it feel to be the daughter of the worlds savior?" The man's nasally voice was really beginning to get to her. "Annoying," Videl said simply as she turned away from the reporter, to make it apparent that she wasn't going to talk anymore. "Why don't we finish this later in a more official interview, okay?" Said Mr. Satan, while he watched his daughter carefully. He didn't want to hurt her feelings again. "But sir your fans..." "I mean it, now leave." "Thanks dad," "I always thought you didn't mind the reporters, you used to be so proud of my accomplishments." Mr. Satan said as he took a seat on a bench. "Well that was before I knew the truth, I found out who really destroyed Cell." "What who told you that lie I DID BEAT HIM." "Dad do you think I could have a chance at beating Cell?" "Oh no angel not until you're a little bit stronge.." Just then Videl punched him in the chin, sending him sprawling four feet away. "OWWW what did you do that for?" "I'm sorry I had to prove something. Dad I am stronger than you are and Gohan is extremely stronger than both of us combined. He defeated Cell I've known for a while so there's no part in trying to lie some more." Mr. Satan contemplated this he didn't know what else his daughter knew, so in order to not hurt her he would have to tell the complete truth. "No more lies, what do you want to know?" Next Chapter