AN/ It's me again! :P
Thank You gohanfan1 for reviewing my story! I have to admit, I squealed a little when I read your review. =^w^= I always love good reviews! Actually, I too was wondering if I should make it a yaoi, but I wasn't so sure. But now that I think of it, I love the idea! If I do, i'll have to change the rating to M, and if I should make it hard or soft yaoi. ( ^w^) What to do, what to do? Anyways, here's part 2!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
Chapter 1 Part 2
Mariya And The Three Servants
"Chi Chi! Wait up!" The frazzled Goku attempted to pick up the pace in order to catch up with his wife, who was blowing through the isles like a tornado, looking for some shoes for Gohan. Goku sighed as she ignored him, fighting over some black sneakers with a woman who was also shopping for her children. Goku trotted to keep up with his wife, but tripped. He let out an agonizing groan as half the boxes fell to the floor. He grimaced as pondered how to pick them up with the still towering stack of clothes.
"Need some help?"
Goku was startled out of his thoughts by a woman's voice behind him. He turned slowly to face a woman an entire head shorter than him. Her wide pink eyes were looking at him, with the intent to help, her hands held out in front of her. Her long brown swept hair reached the back of her ankles, and curled at the end. She was getting a lot of stares from the people around her, for two reasons: one, she was the only person in the store wearing a long black trenchcoat, and two, she was also the only one who had a servant accompanying her. He was about six feet tall with black hair in a bob-like fashion, his long bangs swept to the side of his face. His expression remained emotionless, in contrast to his master's, which was full of emotion.
"Oh, uh sure! Thanks!" She quietly took a good armfull of boxes- five on each arm, while her butler did the same. The stack wasn't as large now, and Goku could pick up the fallen ones with ease.
"Whew! Thanks for this. It really gets hard to see with so many of these things in your face," Goku said with a grateful smile on his face.
"It's no problem, I have nothing interesting to do anyway, so this is a great way to past time. Are these your wife's clothes?" The woman asked with a friendly smile.
"Most of it's for my wife. We don't go shopping very much, so she always goes overboard whenever we do." He sighed heavily.
"I know that feeling. I'm always being sidetracked by work, and barely have enough time for myself or my children." She smiled sympathetically, but Goku's reaction was slightly different...
"Whoa! You have kids? But you're so tiny! I thought you were Ne yourself!" He said with naive enthusiasm.
At this the woman grew visibly annoyed while her servant held back a laugh. She glared at her feet and muttered, "You know, I wouldn't mind dropping all these boxes on your head to look for my friend, but I wonder how you're going pick them all up again, I wonder..." Goku laughed sheepishly at her threat, then apologized meekly. She simply nodded at him, her annoyance fading away now.
"So, do you and your wife have a kid? You seem pretty young, but I wouldn't hold it against you." Goku nodded.
"Yeah, we have a son who just turned eleven! He should be right behind..." He turned, expecting to see Gohan, but the half Saiyan was no where in sight. At this, Goku's smile drooped partly, and he began to sweat.
"Oh no! If Chi Chi finds out I lost him she'll kill me! Craaap!" He began twisting his head at all angles, frantically looking for him.
"Why don't you just see if he's with your wife, if anything, that's probably it." The woman still seemed calm as ever, but also looked around her. Goku groaned.
"But if I ask her if Gohan's with her, and he isn't, then she'll know I lost him!"
"Idiot!" The woman shook her head and leaned in close, stomping her foot near his. "You don't have to ask her! Just look at the areas around her, anywhere near her, and that should tell you if he's there or not! Just make sure she doesn't see you snooping around, and you'll be fine!"
"Oh yeah! Thanks!" Goku bowed his head in thanks and did as she told him. The woman, known as Mariya Gazette, shook her head as she went along.
Moments later, they both sighed.
"So he wasn't with her after all. Oh man, I need to find him now, or else-"
"Mariya..."
Both Goku and Mariya looked behind them, to face a man with a look of sheer annoyance glaring back at them, a couple veins throbbing on his temple.
"Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you, did you know that? Or maybe you were too busy fucking around that you haven't thought about me since we arrived?" The man hissed meanly in her direction as she winced.
"Whoa, who's Mr. Scary?" Goku whispered to Mariya at the sight of the man, who grew more angry when he heard that. Mariya sighed.
"That's my co-worker, and my 'dad'." She sarcastically said. She sighed again.
"I haven't forgotten about you, nor have I been 'fucking around'. I saw this guy struggling with his bags, so i've been helping him. We have, like, three hours 'till we have to meet up with everyone else anyway, so I don't see what the problem is." She pouted at him. Goku shifted, still looking for Gohan, starting to feel like a third wheel. The other man sighed.
"We only have two hours, you said you wanted to buy some dresses, so that's what I was prepared to do, and finally, if you really want to help this guy, just get your servants to do it for you. We also need to look for your aunt Fritzi, remember? She's bringing Ukraine from Vietnam?"
Mariya's eyes widened as she suddenly remembered. She looked at Goku apologetically.
"I'm sorry, but I really have to go, but i'll get some friends to help you." She bowed as she set the boxes on a nearby foot rest. "Just wait here, they'll be here in a minute or so!" She left behind the black haired servant who was still hanging around.
"No, no, it's fine you don't have to do that!" Goku called to her as she walked away briskly, her co-worker ahead.
"I'm not hearing it! Don't worry, they're fine with it!" She called back, she half-turned with a smile on her face, and waved. Goku sighed, but smiled. He turned to the butler.
"I'm sorry i'm making you do all this for me. It really is fine, besides, I still have to find my son." The butler smiled courteously, and shook his head.
"One of our servants will take care of that. It really is no problem. Besides, if the master wishes for it, then it shall happen. To be honest, i'm a bit grateful. The master has Japanese blood in her, yet she still has never seen the country, so this trip was a great delight for her. I was worried she would go overboard and buy everything in sight, making us carry her bags of course. She's a handful most of the time, so even if i'm doing the very thing that i've been trying to avoid, a break from her is all I need." He smiled at Goku, who stared in wonder. The man looked young, but his voice was deep and sophisticated.
"Either way, i'm grateful for all this. I don't know how to repay you."
"Nonsense. This is simply a favor brought on by the master. There is no means to repay us." They both smiled at each other as the two servants Mariya called came up to Goku.
"Oi, Altman, where the hell is master? I thought she needed us?" Goku and the butler, Altman, turned towards the two servants.
The one who had greeted them had an annoyed expression on his face. His uniform was was slightly different than Altman's traditional black waistcoat with a button up white shirt, grey vest, black tie, and black dress pants. The servant wore no vest, his shirt was unbuttoned almost halfway, and he wore a leather jacket and black skinny jeans. His hair was messy, as if he'd never brushed it in his life, yet it still shone black, slicked down his face with one or two cowlicks.
The other servant was, amazingly, slightly shorter than her master, and had the appearance of a little girl, had it not been for the devilish red eyes ruining her pale features. Her attire consisted of a long sleeved purple dress with capsleeves, leather gloves, and a black dress jacket. Her straight, almost white hair was in two thin, harshly pulled ponytails. She seemed the most frightening of the other two, and bore no emotion whatsoever.
"The master went to attend other errands. She simply wants us to carry this man's bags and help him find his son." Altman said this all briskly, his playful tone when speaking to Goku now gone. The latter sheepishly laughed as he looked at his feet. These people were a little scary...
"I call dibs on finding his son." The little girl said, smirking at the other two. The servant she came along with stuck his tongue out at her in annoyance while Altman glared at them.
"Yeah, yeah, fine." The servant turned to Goku, his face lightening up with a small, respectful smile. Goku could see his mood shifted as his 'Butler mode' turned on.
"Guten tag, meister. Allow me to take some bags for you." His smile was friendly and his green eyes were calm. Goku sweatdropped.
"Uh... Yeah, sure, there are some on that bench." The servant nodded and picked up the bags and shoe boxes, and the little girl walked up to Goku, the smirk no longer on her face.
"Could you describe your son for me, so I may go find him, meister?" She smiled sweetly at him. Goku smiled back and decided she wasn't as frightening as he had pegged her to be.
"He's pretty easy to spot, he has my hairstyle." She nodded, thanked him, and went off to find Gohan.
"So, your name is Altman, right? I don't think i've ever heard of one like that." Altman smiled.
"It's German for-" At this, Altman suddenly cut himself off. He looked embarrassed at the fact he almost gave out what his name meant, and blushed looking away from goku, who was confused. "... I'd rather not say, what it meant..." The other servant shook his head.
"My name's Kass, it's also German. It means 'blackbird'. The girl who just left, her name is Kanako." He sighed enviously. "I guess whoever chose her name really favored her, because one of it's meanings is 'A koi with a white body and dappled hi.'" Goku whistled. "You really remembered that?" "She brags about it whenever we get into a fight about who's name is prettier." Altman pouted, his brows furrowing. "She usually wins."
Goku laughed at this. He was starting to enjoy this day, even if he was still aching to meet up with the other Z-Fighters. Meeting new people was something he always enjoyed, but these were characters he'd never met before, with unique and foreign personalities. (AN/ I feel like i'm complimenting my characters too much... I'm sorry. V.V) It was nice.
He looked at Kass and Altman. He still felt like he owed the both of them for their help. He was definately going to pay them back. Somehow...
AN/ That wraps up part two! Part three chapter 1 will continue next time! I'm actually really proud with how I portrayed the servants. Although, I was listening to the Kuroshitsuji soundtrack while writing, so maybe Sebby had some part in that... lolz. ( *A*) Translation Notes!
Fritzi: Means "Peaceful Ruler" In German. I like to choose names with a meaning for my characters, I think it adds more depth to them.
"Ukraine from Vietnam": "Ukraine" is Mariya's daughter. She has a tendency to name her children after countries. Everything else will be revealed later on...
"Guten tag, meister": "Good day, master." It's German.
Altman: German name. It means "Old Man". XD Really random, but true... Spoiler Alert!
That's all for now! See You in Part 3!
