She selected an item off the shelf and violently slammed it into the cart as she continued angrily noshing on the remainders of her Chinese takeout. She was alternating between the noshing and muttering to herself while continuing down the hygiene aisle of the store. Her plan to pose as call girls was supposed to work. It was supposed to be perfect. Once the guys called, the girls would get laid. Mission accomplished. What had gone wrong?
"Stupid Maron." She grumbled as she tossed another item into her cart, startling the old lady she was passing. But she didn't care. She had every right to vent if she needed to. How that ditz actually managed to steal a guy from under her nose, she could not fathom.
"And Yamcha." She muttered as she put another piece of syrupy-sauce-coated chicken into her mouth. Sure, maybe he was confused, but he should have recognized the difference between quality and a cheap bimbo! What an idiot, taking up with Maron like that! She grit her teeth as she slammed another item into the cart and reached the end of the aisle, quickly and distractedly rounding the corner when she slammed into another cart coming from the opposite direction.
"Ahhh!" She yelled in alarm as she stumbled back a few steps at the unexpected, harsh impact.
"Hey!" A masculine voice retorted indignantly as he pulled his cart from hers. "Watch where you're going!"
"Me!?" She retorted furiously before she met his eyes and her mouth gaped in shock as she recognized that face. Hot guy. Dammit, it was Chi-Chi's hot guy! Of all the hot guys she could run into, why did it have to be the one Chi-Chi was pining for? It was not her style to play wingman. She had already inadvertently done it for Maron, and now she had no choice but to do it for Chi-Chi. She wanted to find a guy for herself already! What cruddy luck.
"Yeah! You practically ran me over." He replied petulantly with a frown as he crossed his arms. His expression immediately softened into a look of interest when he spotted the item in her hand. "That smells good." He said with a wide smile as he leaned forward, sniffing and peering into her takeout box. She raised her brows in surprise before eyeing the remaining food herself, where only a couple bites of chicken remained.
"I'm sorry I ran into you, okay?" She grumbled reluctantly as she quickly dismissed the food, but noted that he was still staring at it. "My name is Bulma. What's yours?"
"Goku." He replied, finally drawing his eyes from the food to smile at her. But his gaze quickly returned to the takeout box. Bulma frowned thoughtfully. After all her preaching about good bait, maybe she just found the perfect bait for this guy. Bulma smiled cunningly as an idea hit her. She knew how to get Chi-Chi together with her guy. But Chi-Chi would have to act fast.
"Want a bite?" Bulma offered as she extended the box towards him. Goku did not hesitate, immediately accepting the box and shoving the remaining pieces of chicken in his mouth. Bulma glared angrily at him as he returned the empty box to her.
"I said 'a bite'!" She yelled as she placed the empty box into her cart. She forced herself to calm at the sight of his recoil and grimace. She couldn't scare him off just yet. "Did you like it?" She questioned through clenched teeth as she crossed her arms and restrained the desire to scream some more at the jerk for so rudely taking the rest of her food.
"Yeah! It was really good! Thanks!" Goku exclaimed as he licked the sauce from his upper lip and placed his hands back on his cart, apparently ready to move on. He wasn't going anywhere yet, not if Bulma had anything to say about it.
"My friend, Chi-Chi made it. She's got a lot more, back at our hotel room." Bulma said with an enticing smile as she stifled a giggle. This was too good.
"Your friend made that?" He asked, pointing at the empty takeout box with a dubious expression. Well, damn. It was in a takeout box. Bulma clicked her tongue in disappointment.
"Yeah. She likes to package it in takeout boxes for us. It's just a quirky thing she does." Bulma lied quickly with a smile, wishing she had a better, more believable explanation.
"Oh. Cool." He replied with easy acceptance and a nod. Well, that was easy. Okay.
"So…" Bulma began, stalling as she thought things through and quickly planned the timing before she would propose her idea to Goku, "she loves to share her cooking with people. If you want to meet her for a bite, I'm sure she'd like to meet you. She's at the Tenkaichi Hotel. You know it?" Goku's eyes immediately lit at the offer, before his face dropped into a frown.
"Yeah, but…" Goku began as he warily rubbed the back of his head before glancing behind himself. Oh. He wasn't alone. "I'm not sure I can get over there now." Goku groaned, obviously unhappy about missing out on meeting with Chi-Chi.
"Kakarot! Where the hell are you? Let's go!" Someone shouted from the next aisle as Goku immediately stiffened.
"That's Vegeta." Goku informed Bulma with a dismissive sigh. "He's driving." Bulma's eyes widened in realization and she nodded understandingly at Goku. Now she'd have to convince Goku's friend to allow Goku to meet Chi-Chi as well. Extra work. Chi-Chi better thank her profusely for this when she'd return to the dorm later.
"Kakarot." The same voice repeated, this time much closer as Goku glanced towards the aisle to his left. A figure passed behind Goku towards his right, into Bulma's line of sight. Bulma immediately recognized Vegeta as one of the good-looking guys she noticed from the club the other night. He was buff. And he had a bad-boy vibe going on with the constant scowl he wore, but Bulma couldn't complain about that. It actually made him more interesting. Bulma smiled enticingly as she considered his appearance. Maybe this wingman gig was going to pay off.
"Vegeta, this is Bulma." Goku introduced as Vegeta glared impatiently at Goku. Vegeta seemed to have been too focused on being angry with his friend to even notice her presence, but as soon as he heard Bulma's name, his eyes widened in shock.
"Bulma?" Vegeta asked as he turned his head towards her with a curious, scrutinizing expression.
"Hi." Bulma said with a bold, flirtatious smile. Vegeta narrowed his eyes perceptively at her, not at all the reaction she was expecting. Then he smirked, but she didn't like the looks of that smirk. Bulma's smile faded as she watched Vegeta.
"I wanna meet Bulma's friend at the Tenkaichi Hotel. Think you can drop me off before you go back to the school?" Goku asked hopefully as Vegeta seemingly ignored the request and continued smirking at Bulma in amusement. "I'll take a cab home. It's on the way." Goku prompted pushily as he leaned his elbow on the handrail of his cart and frowned considerately at Vegeta's locked expression.
"What's your last name, Bulma?" Vegeta asked with a taunting tone. What was he getting at? Bulma frowned stubbornly back at him.
"None of your business." She retorted haughtily. Vegeta eyed the items in Bulma's cart and raised a brow of amusement.
"And what about those? Are those for your business?" He asked pointedly as he nodded towards a package of condoms Bulma had picked up. Bulma blushed furiously. She forgot she had picked up those stupid things, but if she was planning on getting laid this year, she was not planning on getting knocked up. No thank you. She wanted no one to take care of but herself right now. But this was such an embarrassing way to meet a guy! She growled angrily back at Vegeta. He had some nerve questioning her about that!
"Listen, jerk! At least I'm smart enough to think about protection! Why don't you mind your own business?!" She exclaimed as she balled her fists tightly by her sides, fighting the urge to hit this guy. Apparently, her call girl card was making its way around Korin Military Academy, for him to insinuate her 'business' like that. She really had no ground to take offense after putting out a card like that. But that wasn't really who she was! And she had too much dignity to just stand there and be insulted by rude insinuations, even if they were coming from a really hot guy.
"So? Can you drop me off, Vegeta?" Goku interrupted slowly and carefully, ending the argument as Vegeta removed his gaze from Bulma to glance at his companion.
"Fine. At least I can get rid of you for a while." Vegeta agreed as Goku smiled happily. Bulma looked at Goku and could not help calming her glare from her previous argument to smile back. The guy's smile was kind of infectious.
"Tenkaichi Hotel? Does she have a room number?" Goku asked Bulma, oblivious to Vegeta raising a brow at the suggestion of such a private meeting.
"If you give me your number, I'll text it to you after I call her and let her know you're coming." Bulma suggested as she pulled her phone from her purse. Goku pulled his from his jacket pocket and they exchanged numbers while Bulma remained painfully aware of Vegeta watching her again. It felt like she was being judged. What the hell was wrong with him? He should have been elated to be in the presence of a girl as beautiful as she was. She would make him sorry he ever acted like a jerk before he left. Bulma placed her phone back into her purse with a devious smirk.
"Thanks. I can't wait!" Goku exclaimed before he licked his lips again, probably savoring the lingering taste of the Chinese chicken he had already sampled. Bulma chuckled to herself. Goku had no idea just how much he had to look forward to. But she definitely needed to call Chi-Chi as soon as these guys were gone. "C'mon, Vegeta." Goku called as he was already steering the cart towards the checkout.
Vegeta hesitated from following his friend for a moment, and Bulma saw her opportunity. She eased her cart forward, giving Vegeta a very sultry look as she passed before she intentionally brushed against him with a subtle sway of her hips.
"Bye, Vegeta." She said as she glanced over her shoulder, noting that Vegeta stiffened at the brief contact. Bulma rounded the corner to the next aisle, and his eyes followed her until she was out of his sight. He'd definitely be sorry he ever insulted her. He just missed his chance. If he hadn't been so abrasive, she could have rocked his world.
As soon as she was out of Vegeta's sight, Bulma pulled her cell phone from her purse again, needing to act fast. She immediately called Chi-Chi and informed her of what had just happened. She hurriedly instructed Chi-Chi, omitting some tiny details of her conversation with Goku in her haste, to prepare her friend for the impromptu meeting with her target. It was a lot for Chi-Chi to handle so quickly, but she had the chance to be alone in a hotel room with the guy she had been eyeing for the past few years. Bulma knew Chi-Chi wouldn't pass up the opportunity she was giving her, no matter how rushed it was. She only wished someone would give her such an opportunity soon.
He walked with his hands in his pockets, casually approaching the doors to the familiar hotel where his parents always stayed when they'd visit him and Raditz, when he heard a familiar voice calling his name. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled widely while he removed one hand from his pocket to wave.
"Hey, Mr. Popo!" He called to the jovially smiling bellhop before he walked inside. Usually, he would have stayed and talked longer, but he was really hungry. He couldn't get the taste of that chicken out of his mouth, and for all he knew, this Chi-Chi girl might have eaten the rest of it already.
"Hey, Kami!" He called again as he crossed the lobby and smiled to the concierge behind the desk, who scowled reprovingly at his uncouth yelling across the sophisticated hotel lobby. Goku shrugged it off as he reached the elevators and extended his finger to push the button. He rocked on his heels as he stood with his hands in his pockets, waiting for those gold, shiny doors to open and bring him upstairs already.
Mmmm. He hadn't had Chinese food in a while. Why did Bulma have to tease him with just those few bites? The doors finally opened, and he stepped inside the empty elevator, pushing the button for the fourth floor, where he would find room 422, as Bulma had texted. He hoped she had the number right. If it wasn't right, he was so desperate for that food that he might have been willing to knock on every door to find Chi-Chi.
He found room 422 and knocked without hesitation. The door opened, revealing an eagerly smiling girl with long black hair, beautiful big black eyes, porcelain skin, and a really nice body clad in a long skirt and tank top. But where was the food?
"Hi. I'm Goku." Goku said as he assumed this must have been Chi-Chi, unless he had the wrong room, which he was already considering, given that there was no Chinese food to be seen yet. But she seemed excited. Maybe she did have really good food in there.
"Hi." She replied with a heavy exhale and a shy smile before she stepped forward. Goku's eyes widened at her proximity before she quickly lifted on her toes and planted her lips on his. Woah! What was going on? As Chi-Chi released his lips with a soft pucker, Goku could only stare at her in bewilderment, both at the unexpected move and the crazy sensation on his lips. She fluttered her lashes at him and smiled hesitantly as Goku gently reached for her shoulders and held her at arm's length. Or maybe he was keeping her from moving away. But he really wasn't sure. Maybe she was confused. Maybe this was the wrong room. She must not have known why he was there.
"Chi-Chi, you do know what I'm here for, don't you?" Goku asked, purposefully injecting her name to be sure that this was the right girl, as he eyed Chi-Chi suspiciously. Chi-Chi smirked before giggling flirtatiously and pulling him into the hotel room by the hand.
"You certainly are impatient, aren't you?" She asked teasingly as Goku stepped into the room and closed the door behind him with a guilty chuckle.
"Well, yeah!" Goku admitted as he rubbed the back of his head. "Is it that obvious?" He asked as Chi-Chi smiled and blushed. To Goku's surprise, this girl seemed happy about his impatience. He shrugged to himself as Chi-Chi turned around and pulled his hand towards the Chinese food on the hotel room nightstand. Girls were strange, but at least this trip was going to be well worth it. He smiled and licked his lips as the mouth-watering scent met his nose. There still seemed to be plenty left!
Before he could reach for it, though, the girl swiftly sat on the bed, grabbing his free hand and pulling him down on the mattress beside her. Goku looked at her as he knit his brows in confusion, and before he could question anything, her lips were on his again. What did Bulma tell her?
Goku opened his mouth and pulled back slightly, meaning to ask just that question, but Chi-Chi seemed to take that opening as an invitation. She leaned forward, following him as he leaned back, and slid her tongue into his mouth as her hands reached for his chest. Goku moaned in surprise, then pleasure as he forgot all about his question. The things that girl was doing with her mouth were really...but wait. He forced himself to grasp her wrists and lower her exploratory roaming hands to her lap as he removed his lips from hers, putting some distance between them.
"Chi-Chi, it's really nice of you to offer and everything, but don't you think we should eat before it gets cold?" Goku asked as he eyed the offered food on the nightstand pointedly. Chi-Chi looked shocked for a moment, really shocked for such a simple suggestion. What did he say? Then she lowered her brows into an angry glare and grit her teeth. Goku could almost swear he heard a growl. What did he say?!
"I'm not offering you anything!" Chi-Chi objected furiously with a bright blush as she leaned away from him and tightly crossed her arms over her chest in a concealing manner. Now she wasn't even going to share? What did he do wrong?
"Aww, but Chi-Chi, that's the whole reason I came over here!" Goku objected in a whine of blatant disappointment. Chi-Chi looked shocked again, but at least she didn't seem as angry. Maybe frustrated, but not angry.
"Will you make up your mind?!" She yelled suddenly, causing Goku to jump back towards the headboard in surprise. "Do you want it or not?" Goku raised a brow skeptically at Chi-Chi's behavior before very carefully, very slowly, leaning towards the nightstand to grab some of the food. He breathed a sigh of relief as he grasped it and Chi-Chi just watched him carefully. For a moment there, he thought she'd hit him just for reaching for the food, with the way she was acting.
"Yeah. Thanks." Goku said with an indicative raise of the takeout box before digging in with the box's protruding chopsticks and eyeing Chi-Chi carefully as he ate. Maybe she was still waiting to strike. She was just sitting on the bed beside him, still watching him eat. Goku finished what was left in that box with his eyes on Chi-Chi, who was still staring at him. She looked sort of dumbfounded. She must have been confused, but about what? He raised a brow at her before carefully leaning towards the nightstand again to discard the empty box and claim the other one. Ooh! Lo mein. He lifted the food to his mouth and paused for a moment before taking his next bite, feeling a little uncomfortable about Chi-Chi's staring.
"Do you want some?" He asked as he wondered if that was what Chi-Chi expected him to do. Chi-Chi looked surprised by the offer, and stuttered some sort of reply before reaching her hands hesitantly forward towards the chopsticks.
"O-okay." Chi-Chi said uneasily as Goku released his grip on the chopsticks and allowed Chi-Chi to take some of the food. She kept her eyes on him as she slurped up the lo mein noodles from the second takeout box, splattering some sauce around her lips and cheeks as the impossible-to-eat-neatly food entered her mouth. Goku watched with awe as Chi-Chi's delicate lips moved while chewing, coated in that delicious sauce. Goku smiled at the sight of the beautiful eyes burning into him with curiosity, and the delicious-looking lips he had been kissed by only a few minutes ago. The combination of her lips and that sauce would probably be fantastic.
"What?" Chi-Chi asked self-consciously after swallowing the food and returning the chopsticks to the takeout box. She blinked at Goku as he smiled at her. He leaned forward and lightly planted his lips on hers, savoring the taste and the delicate feeling that did not disappoint his expectations. He sunk back into the mattress and smiled at her surprised, blissful expression.
"You're a really good cook." Goku complimented as he licked his lips again and savored that taste. He couldn't get enough. He reached for the chopsticks again and continued eating, because he needed more and there was still a little left in the bottom. Goku pouted at the sight of the empty box and placed it back on the nightstand.
"A good cook?" Chi-Chi asked. Goku froze while still facing the nightstand. That tone didn't sound good. He was afraid to look at Chi-Chi's face. Was she angry again? Did he say something wrong again? Slowly, he allowed his eyes to shift to the side so he could gauge her reaction. She was wearing an expression of disbelief. She wasn't angry. Maybe she just wanted confirmation that he really thought she was a good cook.
"Yeah. A good cook." Goku answered curtly before turning back to sit facing Chi-Chi. That must have been the wrong answer. Chi-Chi bared her teeth at him and started turning red in the face before growling angrily. That was the wrong answer! No! Goku grimaced and extended his hands towards Chi-Chi, thinking he would comfort her in some way, but he really had no idea what to do.
"I'm going to kill Bulma!" Chi-Chi shrieked as Goku winced at the volume and Chi-Chi jumped to her feet from the bed. Goku twisted to watch her as she walked around to the other side of the bed. Where was she going? "This is so…I just…I can't believe you came here for the food!" Chi-Chi ranted while pacing anxiously around the hotel room. Goku could only stare at Chi-Chi with a bemused expression. Now he was completely lost. "This is so embarrassing!" Chi-Chi exclaimed with a wide, violent wave of her hands.
"I'm…sorry?" Goku attempted to assuage her anger the only way he could think of, though he could not think of a single reason to apologize for what he did. Bulma offered for him to come eat the food. And it wasn't like he complained that there wasn't enough. He was glad he hadn't done that when he thought of it earlier. Chi-Chi stopped pacing with her back to Goku at the sound of his apology. Her shoulders rose and fell in angry heaves of breath. Goku knit his brows together tightly in bewilderment. He really was getting more than he bargained for when he decided to come here.
"I'm glad you liked the food, Goku. Since it's gone now, I guess you just want to go." Chi-Chi huffed despondently as she finally turned to face him. She looked so disappointed. Goku immediately frowned at her expression. He couldn't leave her like that. He only wished he knew what she was upset about. Maybe it had something to do with the kissing.
"I can stay if you want to kiss a little more." Goku offered with a hopeful smile. Chi-Chi frowned at him. What did this girl want? He was trying to make her happy, but she just kept frowning and getting angry. Finally, to his relief, she stepped towards him with a small, hopeful smile.
"You…would want that?" Chi-Chi asked shyly. Goku thought carefully. He wished Chi-Chi would stop asking him so many tricky questions. Maybe she'd be angry if he wanted to kiss. "I…didn't think you liked it." Chi-Chi added with a frown before glancing towards the empty Chinese food boxes on the nightstand. "You seemed more interested in the food." She said with a sneer towards the evidence of the offending items. Goku smirked. Now he understood. She thought he didn't like the kissing. But whatever gave her the idea that he came to her hotel room to kiss? Goku laughed with relief before standing from the bed to meet Chi-Chi.
"I like it." He simply answered the bewildered girl before planting his lips against Chi-Chi's gaping mouth. She moaned as they shared another deep kiss and Goku placed his hands lightly on her hips. Then he pulled away, and she seemed disappointed that it didn't last longer. "But I can't stay much longer. I need to get back to the dorms before curfew." Goku explained, hoping Chi-Chi would understand and take no offense. She nodded as her big, black eyes met his and he smiled with relief. She wasn't angry, for a change.
"I understand." Chi-Chi said with a sigh as Goku reached for the hotel room phone to call down for a taxi. "But Goku!" Chi-Chi added anxiously as Goku raised his finger to her to wait and quickly made his request over the phone. He hung up the phone and looked at Chi-Chi again, who looked very anxious about him leaving as she twirled her fingers together and looked like she wanted to say something, but kept stopping herself. Goku waited patiently as he stared at Chi-Chi with wide eyes.
"Here." Chi-Chi said as she handed him a small, pink slip of paper. "Call me soon. I want to see you again." She said with a hopeful smile. Goku smiled back as he took the paper from her and pocketed it in his jeans. He really was getting more than he bargained for when he agreed to meet Chi-Chi, but he couldn't complain. The temperamental girl was weird, but fun. He wouldn't mind seeing her again sometime.
