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Ballroom Blitz
Alfred Pennyworth thought he was prepared. He had prepared a full spread, capable of serving ten people comfortably. Eggs, toast, pancakes, waffles, crepes, quiche, bacon, sausage, even oatmeal. All were laid out with care so that the young man whom had saved Master Timothy's life might enjoy a good breakfast. Bruce Wayne, also known as the Batman, had warned his old friend and valet that it wouldn't be enough. As always, Master Bruce was right.
The Saiyan tore through the meal as if he had not eaten in a week. Wearing the muscle shirt and black sweatpants that Alfred laid out for him, Goku barely put an empty plate down before grabbing six waffles and smothering them in syrup. Timothy Drake looked at his savior in a blend of horror and disgust. What caught both him and Bruce by surprise was that Goku had tears in his eyes.
"Alfred," the Saiyan began, his mouth still full. "This is, the best meal I've had. You are an artist, you know that?" He finished the waffles in that short span of time and made his way to the crepes. One bite, and the tears returned. "Thank you, thank you so much".
"I think I'll just grab something to eat later". Robin said. "I get the feeling if I stick my hand anywhere near there I'll come back with a nub".
"Wisdom becomes you, Master Timothy". Alfred added dryly. A large burp shook the Wayne Manor.
Goku sat there with a large grin plastered to his face, patting his stomach contently. "You have a gift! Those waffles were perfectly fluffy. The eggs, just the right amount of moisture. And the pancakes! Oh don't get me started on the pancakes!" Goku praised the butler.
Alfred nodded his head politely. "It was my pleasure, sir".
Goku raised an eyebrow. "I don't think anyone has ever called me sir...you're way too polite. Just call me Goku! Everyone else does!" He added with a large smile. One Alfred returned.
Bruce stood up, having said nothing while eating a bowl of oatmeal. He made his way over to Goku.
"Thank you".
Goku blinked.
"The Joker killed a boy I used to work with. The guilt of it still eats away at me. I don't know what I would have done if we had lost Tim."
Goku could tell this was difficult for the Batman to say. During his short time on the Watchtower people would talk about how distant he was, how he never opened up. Goku stood to look the man in the eye and extended his hand. The faintest hint of a smile on his face, Bruce took his hand and gave it a solid shake. "You don't have to thank me. I'm just happy everything worked out".
"Well I do". Tim said, still seated. With the Saiyan distracted he reached in and got a pancake, happy there was at least something left. "I have school next week. Would have been awkward getting blown up".
Goku laughed. "Well, being in a body cast wouldn't have stopped Chi-Chi from making Gohan go to school, I'm sure Batman would have dragged you there anyway."
Tim turned his head slightly. "Who are they?" Goku's smile faded slightly.
"My wife and son. She died almost twenty years ago. My son is probably sixty by now".
Although the Saiyan was the type of man to talk about anything, no matter how painful, the Bat Family said nothing. All of them knew the pain of losing a loved one, to see them die right in front of them. They believed each man had to deal with grief his own way. Goku changed the subject. "Hey Alfred! Could you tell me where my gi is?"
"I'm sorry sir...Goku. That..gi was it, was torn beyond to repair. I'm afraid to say we had to destroy it".
Goku's face dropped. "Oh. That was my last one from Master Roshi too". The man was obviously disappointed. "Oh well!" He tried to play it off. "I'm sure I can find another gi". Again, all three men gave Goku his privacy.
"Actually Goku your timing in Gotham couldn't have been better. The rich and famous here are throwing a fundraiser for the people of Metropolis after Darkseid's attack. The appearance of the one who beat him would go a long way, and its a good excuse for you to be staying here". Batman brought up.
"That's pretty good. You could be staying here as Bruce's guest until the fundraiser". Tim pointed out. Goku's smile returned full blast.
"Great! I'd love to explore this place!"
"IN THE MANSION. Stay out of the cave!" The Batman growled. Robin looked at Goku and gave him a mischievous smile, both men knowing that wasn't going to happen. "In the meantime, Alfred if you could find Goku a tuxedo".
"Oh course Master Bruce". He looked at Goku with a clinical eye. "Perhaps one of Master Dick's old suits. You two are about the same build."
"Sure, I guess". Goku had only the slightest clue what they were talking about.
"Good. The party is being held by Prescott Belmont, one of the more prominent members of Gotham high society, so be sure to behave yourself. He's an egomaniac but at least he's pretending to do something good".
"Come on, he might be actually be trying to help". Goku said hopefully.
"Sometimes, I wish I had your optimism, Goku." Batman said, almost to himself as he left the dining hall.
Goku and Tim looked at each other for a moment before grinning. "So what else is down there in that cave?"
Two days later Goku and Robin had made a mess of the Bat-cave. Robin was every bit the detective as his mentor. Curious about Goku's powers, the Boy Wonder formed several theories. Goku was more than happy to be the boy's lab rat, but after a stray blast blew a whole in the cave wall, the same wall the large coin rolled into previously, the two decided enough was enough. With great care Alfred altered one of Dick Grayson's old tuxedos. Goku and Nightwing were the same high, but Goku carried slightly more muscle than the acrobat. It was a simple black and white tux, with a black bow tie Goku had no chance of getting right. Tim had a Goku-ish grin on his face watching Alfred try to get the thing around the Saiyan's neck.
After all was said and done, Son Goku stood in front of a full length mirror. Both Robin and Alfred nodded in approval.
"For a giant man-child, you can wear a tux". The teen complimented. Goku laughed and rubbed the back of his head.
"Thanks guys! I'd better finish getting ready for this thing..."
Alfred looked at the man for a moment. "Goku?" He asked.
The Saiyan shrugged. "Oh its nothing. Just from what Batman was saying its going to be fancy and sophisticated. Don't want to embarrass myself or anything". He laughed again.
"Sir. Master Bruce would never let you embarrass yourself, or him" Alfred began. "Just follow his lead".
Goku thanked the two men again and made his way back to the spare guest room, where on his bed he saw a dark orange and blue gi. Next to the uniform were two blue wristbands and his blue boots, clean and polished. The smile on Goku's face lit up the room as he picked up the shirt. It even had the kanji for 'turtle' on the back. He turned back to the door to see Bruce Wayne in the doorway, who gave the man a slight nod.
To receive a gift like this from a man whom openly did not like him, Goku was taken back. This was the nicest thing anyone has done for him since landing on this new Earth. "Thank you" the Saiyan said quietly with a nod.
"Finish getting ready. Alfred will have the limo out front in ten minutes". And with that, the Batman left the man to find his dress shoes.
Five minutes later, Goku was out front back in his gi, the tuxedo in a ball on the bed.
After another fifteen minutes of trying to get Goku back in his tuxedo, the Saiyan and the Batman pulled up to the Winnie Coto Country Club. The facility's large lower terrace overlooked the entire eighteen hole course. The field was beautifully lit and the socialites were out in force, smoozing and socializing with anyone who could increase their social status. A large orchestra was playing in the background, setting the mood music for a festive, sophisticated evening. Bruce Wayne stepped out of the Limo to the flash of a thousand camera flashes. His blue eyes piercing through the crowd with an award winning smile. The billionaire playboy was eating it up, and the cameras loved him. He made his way to Prescott Belmont, the host for the evening. The two men shook hands warmly, putting on a show for the cameras. Prescott, and older man with a high society accent, welcomed Bruce to the evening.
"Its great that you managed to pry yourself away from Wayne Towers long enough to enjoy in the revelry tonight, Mr. Wayne". The elder man's sarcasm was not lost on him.
"I wouldn't miss it". Bruce replied, he said with a fake smile. "I also brought a guest, who should more than help with the donations we are raising for Metropolis tonight".
Prescott almost sighed. "I'm sure we have enough supermodels here tonight to keep the masses occupied". A moment after saying that the cameras went crazy as a man with hair that defied gravity stepped out of the limousine, smiling broadly for the photographers.
"Goku! Goku look this way!"
"Goku! How did you know that Superman was it trouble?"
"Goku! How do you do that with your hair?"
The questions were coming a mile a minute at the Saiyan, who didn't know here to begin or how to answer. Prescott's jaw dropped. Leave it to Bruce Wayne to bring the one who saved Metropolis to HIS fundraiser. He half expected Superman to come out of the car next, supporting Wayne for President of the United States.
"Goku, Lois Lane of the Daily Planet". A tenacious brunette shoved a microphone in the martial artist's face. "Where do you come from, and will you be staying with the Justice League?" Clark Kent stood next to her, looking embarrassed. Goku looked at the large male reporter for a moment and opened his mouth to say something. Clark rapidly shook his head, and Goku wisely held back his greeting to the Man of Steel.
Goku smiled and scratched his cheek absently. "Well, long story short I come from a different Earth, and came here because God told me Darkseid was going to destroy the universe". Goku said as if this was an acceptable answer. The reporters stopped and stared at the man. "And I guess I'll be with the Justice League for as long as they'll have me. They've been great so far, and I hope to stick around for awhile". Goku stopped in mid sentence as his eyes caught something in the corner of the room. "Oh! Excuse me!" The Saiyan said as he moved through the see of reporters and right to the appetizers. Cameras flashed again as the man shoveled food into his mouth once again, the reporters laughing at the spectacle.
"Now now Goku, there's plenty of food here, no need to finish it all now" Bruce laughed, moving next to the Saiyan and putting his arm around his shoulders.
"But its so good! There's even little tiny hotdogs! By the way whats with your voice? Its so...not scary" the man said between bites.
Bruce leaned into the fighter's ear and smiled for the cameras. "Shut up and stop shoving food into your mouth". He growled. His voice returning to the deep, angry baritone Goku was familiar with. The Saiyan gulped down what was in his mouth and moved away from the snack bar, staying relatively close to Bruce. A half hour passed when once again the cameras went crazy. A tall brunette woman moved through the room with effortless grace. Princess Diana, the Wonder Woman of Themyscira was surrounded by reports wondering why the Amazon was here in Gotham.
"The people of Metropolis need all the help they can get right now. The battle was won, but the city still needs to be rebuilt and jobs restored. I'm hoping this fundraiser will go a long way to assisting one of our greatest cities". She stated diplomatically. Goku, Bruce and Prescott looked on in awe.
"Did you invite her too, Bruce". The older man almost ate his handkerchief in rage. His fundraiser was no longer about him, but the heroes and the survivors in Metropolis.
"No, I surely did not". Bruce said, his voice soft looking at the Amazon. Diana wore a simple but elegant black dress that hung perfectly off her body, her bracers were no longer a weapon, but a fashion accessory. For a solid twenty seconds she was hounded by reporters, looking a little more uncomfortable. Goku walked through the crowd of reporters as if they weren't even there, directly to the warrior woman.
"Wow, you always carried yourself like royalty, but now I know why they call you Princess". The Saiyan observed. Diana smiled warmly.
"Thank you Goku. You don't clean up too bad yourself. Care to dance?" The princess asked, looking for any excuse to get away from the reporters and socialites staring at her.
"Sure!" Goku said, extending his hand and pulling Diana away from the sea of people. Without her heels on, she was almost 5'11, just as tall as Goku. With the heels she was almost three inches taller than the Saiyan. Without hesitating the Amazon took of her high heels and danced with them in her hands, uncaring of what others watching may be thinking. After a moment or two Goku commented on how uncomfortable it must be to dance without shoes. "You look amazing, I don't want you ruining your dress because of me". And with that, he levitated off the ground, dancing on air. Diana laughed and continued dancing. To her surprise, the man moved quite well.
"And you dance! Tell me Goku, is there anything you can't do?"
"Math". He said with an absolutely straight face, once again causing Diana to laugh. Goku looked around at the party.
"Is it always like this?" He asked. Diana looked at him puzzled. "Everyone here seems to have some other motive. Everyone I met in Gotham either is afraid, planning something, or wanting something".
"And what makes you say that?" The princess asked.
"Well, take a look at those guys right there". Goku said, moving so that they both could see a group of five men, all staring at Goku in absolute hate. "They are REALLY mad right now". Diana laughed and moved a little closer to the Saiyan. The smell of cherry blossoms coming from the woman's hair attacked Goku's senses, but he did not pull away.
"You are wise when it comes to the hearts of men. I don't know how it was in your world, but everyone here wants something. Every man wants more, and will do whatever it takes". Diana added sadly.
"Its a shame. If only they realized all you really need is your friends, I'm sure they'd be much happier in what they have". Goku answered. Diana couldn't help but to look at the man in front of her. So much power, but he was so innocent. He required nothing to find happiness except the joy of those around him. To live like that, and have absolute inner peace...she couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous.
"Truly you have been blessed by the Gods, Goku" Diana smiled. "That was very much our philosophy on Themyscira. Each person has what they need. No more, no less. And everyone looks out for each other. Its something I haven't seen much of in the world of men".
"Maybe you just haven't been looking in the right places". Goku said innocently. Diana looked at the large grin on the man's face and felt herself smile. The joyful nature of the man brought peace to almost everyone around him. His power was so much more than what he displayed against Darkseid. As the two danced, they discussed their homes. There were many similarities between Themyscira and Goku's home in the woods, and both told tales of their youth's in the wilds. An hour had passed and the two were still on the dance floor. Diana shook her head, wondering where the time went. She had not meant to spend the entire night here, let alone dancing with a man she hardly knew. She could almost feel herself blushing when Goku smiled at her. She was a warrior, and no man should have an influence on an Amazon like this.
"I remember what you said about your hair in the Watchtower". She stated, moving her hands through his wild hair. "Unique and Wild. It suits you". She separated from the Saiyan, who stood there dumbfounded. "Thank you for the dance". As she turned to leave. She shared a few words with reporters, and left for the evening. For almost a minute Goku stood there. Her touch sent electricity through his body. Her smile heartwarming. Goku had always known the power of a smile, but it had been a very long time since someone else's effected him like this. Finally he just put his hand behind his head and laughed.
Bruce walked up behind the Saiyan, a young model on each arm. "Having fun?" He laughed, the two blondes laughed in turn. "Come on Goku, the party's winding down anyway". Goku nodded as the billionaire led him and the girl's to the limo. One girl attempted to gain Goku's attention, but at the moment he wasn't thinking about blondes.
The next morning Goku was snoring loudly when a newspaper smacked him in the face. Startled, the Saiyan woke up blurry eyed, wondering what just happened. The Batman stood at the door. "You made the front page". His voice returning to the dark baritone.
Goku rubbed his head, ignoring the newspaper next to him. "Good morning. Your voice is back to normal" The Saiyan observed. "So what happened to the two girls?"
Bruce shook his head. "After I dropped you off at the manor we went back to their hotel. They got drunk enough that I could leave without a problem". The Batman turned to leave the room. "You had better hope Diana doesn't read the newspaper..."
Meanwhile, Superman and Hawkgirl sat in the Command Center reading the morning addition of the Daily Planet. Shayera had a predatory grin on her face as the Amazon walked in.
"I'm sorry Diana". Clark began. "But Lois wouldn't let this one go". Diana snatched the paper away from the reporter, staring at the photograph. It was a photo of her and Goku dancing, the Saiyan levitating off the ground to make eye contact. The headline was 'Walking on Air'. The princess rolled her eyes and crumpled the paper up before throwing it into Superman's lap. Shayera laughed, making snide comments about making a scene. Diana sighed and looked at the winged woman.
"You're right about one thing though. Goku does have a great ass". Diana turned and left with a grin on her face, leaving a stunned Superman and Hawkgirl behind. The sliding doors shut with the two of them still gaping.
A/N: And here some people might have forgot this story was about Goku and WW! Hope you all enjoyed another chapter! Yes, some of this chapter was 'inspired' by JLU Maid of Honor episode. I make no claim to that as well and always support the official release. But just because romance is in the air doesn't mean the action is over! See you next chapter!