Part 4: Buu's Second Attempt!(also called "Sorry for taking so long to get this part up. ^^;;;)

NOTE: This chapter is dedicated to Tribal-san! ^_^ Thanks for the encouraging email!

Copyright Shit: I do not own "The Big Book of Good Sex" nor do I know the author, but the book does exist amazingly enough. ^^;

It seemed to Buu that Videl had grown a lot meaner since he told her about his feelings for her father.

He'd hardly seen her for two days and even though he tried to convince himself that it was coincidence, Buu had the feeling that she had been avoiding him. Whenever he did see her, she would glare at him for no reason and hardly ever talk to him unless absolutely necessary. It hurt that she didn't approve of how he felt.

*It doesn't even seem fair. * Buu thought as he sifted through the books in the large library that was housed inside the Satan Mansion. *She's loves Gohan and I don't say anything against it even though Gohan really should be saying something.... * Buu couldn't forget that blank, unfeeling look Gohan had on his face when Videl kissed him. It was like he didn't want to be there or have her kissing him.

* That was weird…* Buu thought, but then abandoned it from his mind when he spotted a book that caught his eye. He pulled it out and looked at the cover. It had loopy cursive writing on it that Buu couldn't read and it had a picture of a man and a woman passionately embracing and gazing into each other's eyes. The man was shirtless and the woman's dress looked as if it was going to fall off. He had seen Videl reading it a few months ago with that romantic glazed look in her eyes.

*It must have some information about kissing. * Buu thought. He'd been trying to look up information on kissing for the last two days and had been unsuccessful. Videl had been avoiding him like the plague so he couldn't get any information from her. He'd asked the maids and butlers, but they just gave him funny looks and went back to what they had been doing, so Buu had resorted to looking up books on the subject. He decided to go through the library at the mansion first, before trying any outside sources.

*Maybe this will help! * Buu thought, as he plopped down on the couch in the library, making it curve under his weight, and opened up the romance novel.

It was nothing but words in incredibly small print.

Buu squinted at the words, trying to figure out what they said, but it didn't do any good. He then began to flip the pages looking for pictures, but he found none. Only more of the tiny writing that was too small for him to read.

"No fair!" Buu complained, throwing the book across the room in annoyance. "There's nothing to show me how to kiss! Why do people even bother with these??"

Now Buu was at a loss. What would he do? He had been focusing all of his energy on finding out more about kissing that he never stopped to think that there might be problems finding the information. Gohan and Videl had kissed and she did it like it was the most natural thing in the world, but the last time he tried to follow his instincts, the Mr. Satan misinterpreted his gesture. He didn't want a single thing to go wrong this time!

Getting back up, Buu proceeded to the next bookcase and continued his search for a book about kissing. Ideally, one with lots of pictures and large print.

The next three hours he looked through seven different bookshelves. He found a few more of the romance novels but other then that, he found nothing that could help him.

Getting tired and hungry, Buu decided to end his search after finishing the 8th bookcase. It was the last one and if he couldn't find anything there, he'd have to look in a bookstore, which he didn't want to do. Looking over the bookcase and its store of books, Buu noticed a dull gold bind that stood out against the other brown and black binds that seemed to him to be the colors of all the books in the library. Curious, Buu reached up and pulled the book out. It was a large, somewhat thick book with a gold colored paper cover and title made up of a mix of loopy, but readable cursive and regular type. Interested in his discovery, the pink demon read the title.

"'The Big Book of Good Sex'." He read, and then thought *What's sex?* before opening it and flipping through the first few pages and his eyes lit up.

The book had fairly large print, plenty of pictures and read like and instruction manual. Buu trotted over to the couch with his prize, sat down and read the page he had opened to, which talked about holding hands. He flipped pages until he found a picture of two people kissing.

*That's what I want!* he thought excitedly and began to read, "There are different types of kisses that covey different messages to the receiver. The chart below gives the different kisses and their meanings."

Buu's eyes went down to the chart, eagerly.

TYPE OF KISS	MEANING
On the cheek	Friendship
On the hand	Adoration
On the neck	Lust
On the ear	Playfulness
On the lips	Love

Buu read over the different types of kissing several times, mostly reading the last kiss type listed. The listings were accompanied by illustrations and he kept his eyes glued on the picture of two people with their mouths pressed together, just like Videl did with Gohan. Buu studied the picture intently, making sure he didn't miss a single detail.

*Then I will do that...* Buu thought, solemnly and sprang up off the couch. *…and hope for the best.*

Discarding the book, he turned to the library door with the intent to go find Mr. Satan when his stomach growled loudly. Buu looked down at his stomach and patted it.

"But first, lunch!" he chirped and raced out of the library and toward the kitchen.

Mr. Satan was ecstatic. He'd gotten the latest in workout equipment that he had ordered for his gym and was gleefully trying them out. He had spent the last hour using the bench press and was cooling off with a few sit-ups.

"Um…Mr. Satan.." a timid voice came from the direction of the gym door.

The World Martial Arts champion looked up from his sit-ups to see his bodyguard/friend taking up the space that was the doorway of the gym. Smiling, he got up and went over to greet the pink demon, wiping sweat away from his face.

"Buu!" he said, cheerfully, going over to where the pink demon stood. "What brings you down to the gym?"

Buu began to fidget as the object of his affection approached him. His large round stomach began to gurgle and he seriously wished that he hadn't eaten beforehand. Why did he always get so nervous? He had read up on kissing and knew exactly what to do, but there was always that nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he was going to screw this up too. Maybe it was his common sense screaming at him to just forget the entire thing and go back to just being a bodyguard; Buu didn't know.

*No!* Buu told himself, angrily *I can't stop now…I won't!*

"Buu?"

"Yes??" he replied quickly, trying his best to look cheerful and as normal as possible. Mr. Satan was giving him a strange look.

"Are you alright? Videl said you've been acting a little weird. I'm guessing she was right…to a degree."

If it were possible, Buu's face would have turned white at that statement. Had Videl told her father about his feelings? Dread filled the pink demon and, out of nervous habit, he began to fidget with one end of his cape. He wanted to tell Mr. Satan himself, not have Videl, who currently hated the pink demon, destroy any chance Buu might have had by degrading his feelings as nothing more then pure perversity. Buu could feel his stomach tighten into little knots but still retained the ability to speak.

"Did…she say…anything else about…me?" he asked nervously. Mr. Satan stroked his chin and thought for a minute. To Buu, it looked like a lot of hard work.

"No…not really. Just that you were dangerous and she recommended that I stay away from you at any cost." Mr. Satan broke into a hardy laugh "Girls and their imaginations!" he chuckled, merrily.

Buu stared at him for a moment, surprised at Mr. Satan for thinking that Videl would just make something like that up, but also thankful that he didn't take her seriously. "Yeah.." he agreed, letting out a nervous chuckle. He also gave a silent sigh of relief.

Satan nodded. "Kids these days…" he shook his head and turned to Buu. "By the way, you never did tell me why you came down here." He grinned and patted Buu on the shoulder; the contact unconsciously making Buu weak in the knees. "Did you come down to spar?"

"Um…" the pink demon didn't know what to say. Sure, Mr. Satan was the World Martial Arts Champion, but he was weak as dirt compared to Buu, and the demon always thought the he knew it. Maybe the man's memory was getting a little fuzzy. Buu shrugged and nodded, accepting the offer.

"Great! Gotta keep those skills up!" the other said and slapped Buu on the back then moved to face him and crouched into a fighting position. "Gimme your best, cause I won't go easy on you!"

Buu sweatdropped at the fighter but made no move to take a fighting stance. Mr. Satan truly thought that he was strong enough to make the sparring session anywhere near difficult? The idea that the object of his affection was delusional popped into Buus head but it was quickly banished when Satan threw a surprise kick to the side of the demon's head, which he blocked with little effort.

The sparring began. Buu barely moved an inch while Mr. Satan was bouncing all over the place trying to land a hit. After twenty minutes, the human fighter was drenched in his own perspiration and breathing heavily while his bodyguard, who was far from breaking a sweat, absentmindedly scratched an itch located on his rear. Nevertheless, Satan continued his attacks while Buu remained on the defensive, not wanting to accidentally cause him harm. When an hour of this had gone by, the Satan fell to his knees in exhaustion. Worried, Buu rushed over to him and knelt down beside him.

"Are you alright?" the bodyguard asked, grabbing a towel from a nearby chair and giving it to Mr. Satan to wipe his face with. His employer accepted the towel gratefully and wiped the sweat that was pouring down his face.

"I'm fine." Mr. Satan said, flopping on his back, with a big smile on his face. "I haven't had a sparring session like that in a long time! I think I'm a little out of practice."

"Hm…" Buu hummed in agreement, not really in the mood to say something back. He still worried about what Videl was saying about him. She hadn't been successful in scaring Mr. Satan away from him. Would she try again?

*She's only trying to protect Mr. Satan.* A little voice in the back of Buus brain said. Buu glanced down at Mr. Satan, who was dozing, and sighed. * I know,* Buu answered the little voice, wondering briefly if it was something to be worried about if he started answering himself on a regular basis. *But it's not as if she has something serious to worry about. I'd never hurt Mr. Satan…*

Buu reached out and placed a gloved hand onto Mr. Satan's hair that had somehow retained its afro-like appearance, even when sweaty. He gently stroked the human's hair, letting all his worries about Videl and the rest of the world escape him for a moment.

Suddenly, one of his worries slammed back into his mind. The kiss! That was what he came down to the gym for in the first place! Buu looked down at Mr. Satan, who was still dozing and making little please noises at the petting he was getting from Buu. The pink demon blushed and removed his hand, which caused Mr. Satan to make a disappointed groan. Buu stared at his love with a look of almost child-like innocence and adoration.

*I really, really love you, Mr. Satan...* Buu thought affectionately as he scooted closer to the dozing human and looked down at him, their faces inches apart. *Please love me back...* he leaned in and pressed his lips gently to those of the one he loved.

The kiss was fascinating to Buu. He'd never touched another person like that before nor had someone touched him in that way. His mind was swirling with nervousness and excitement that he didn't know what else to do. Mr. Satan wasn't really responding although, the back of Buu's mind noted, he could also be asleep for all the pink demon knew. Curious and anxious to get a reaction, Buu flicked out his tongue over the human's lips. Mr. Satan's lips tasted strange, like a beer that the pink demon had once tried at Satan's request and something else that Buu could remember smelling and couldn't quite place, but it wasn't unpleasant. The pink demon thoughts suddenly flew off in a tirade of questions that Buu wanted to kick himself for not thinking of earlier. Was there a time-limit to kissing? How long should he stay like that?

*Give up thinking, Buu. You've never been very good at it anyway..* the phantom voice of Videl rang in his mind. She had jokingly told him that once when he had tried to help her with her homework. How was he supposed to know that the square root of 3.754 wasn't cheese whiz? Now that the phrase came back to him, it made more sense then it ever had to him. Thinking wasn't his strong point, not even when he was first made. Action was one of the best ways he had found to express himself. And the sudden pang of unpleasant nervousness that had conjured his rusty mind to attempt to think was destroying the moment.

Even when he let his thoughts fade into the fuzzy haze, how long he'd spent lip-locked with his employer was a mystery to him, but Buu was enjoying himself too much to stop right away.

He hadn't realized that he'd fallen asleep. The sparring match had been intense for him. He'd only lasted an hour! One moment he was relaxing on the floor of his personal gym the next he was groggy with a warm pressure on his mouth.

*I must be getting outta sha-* Satan's mind halted in mid thought and backtracked a little. Something was on his mouth and partially covering his face. Something warm and obviously alive. Idly curious, he opened his eyes and looked in front of him, wondering what could possibly get on his face. *I hope it's not a spider...*

His heart nearly stopped in his chest. It definitely wasn't a spider.

Buu was leaning over him and pressing their mouths together. The demon's eyes were closed and he apparently hadn't noticed that his afro-haired friend was awake. This was something the martial arts champion never would have suspected out of his chubby bodyguard. The thought that this was also related to the 'Unusual Behavior of Buu Chronicles', as he now called it, came to mind but something didn't seem to fit. If Buu was having problems, why would he go and do something like this?

A sudden thought came to Satan's mind and everything seemed to make sense.

Mr. Satan made a noise and began to wiggle around, occasionally poking Buu's arm to get his attention. The martial arts champion's methods worked like a charm. His pink bodyguard's squinty eyes suddenly snapped open, staring down into the eyes of him. Buus expression was a pure horror as he pulled himself away abruptly, as if he had been burned on a hot stove. Mr. Satan sat up and eyed Buu sternly.

"Buu..." the martial arts champion said in a level voice, watching the tubby pink creature shake in fear. Satan's stern face suddenly melted into a cheerful smile as he slapped Buu on the back. "I can't believe you! Don't you know that CPR is used for reviving drowned people? I thought I told you that!"

The pudgy pink demon looked at a loss for words as Satan continued.

"I must admit, that was thoughtful gesture but, next time, use the training dummy." the World Martial Arts Champion casually pointed over his shoulder at a closet where most of the smaller pieces of exercise and health training equipment were stored. "I've got a couple in there from when Videl had that summer job training as a life guard."

"Uhh..." Buu let out, taking a few steps back in the direction of the gym door. The situation had not only gone to the level of total disaster but, judging from the look in Satan's eyes, was about to descend further.

"You really should get proper training if you're going to attempt something like that. Here...let me get the training dummy..."

The second Satan turned his back on Buu, the pink demon bolted out of the room like a cat on fire. He needed time alone to recoup with this failure.

~TBC~