~~hello! apologies for the small absence but I have just completed binge watching dragon ball super. soon much inspiration! thank you for continuing to read on, enjoy chapter 5!~~

With my back against the kitchen counter across from the stove I drummed my fingers nervously against faux granite. My eyes were focused on my reflection within the pot that had not yet reached boiling but my mind was far off. What was I even doing? This man, this breathtaking man, has landed on my doorstep from god knows where, possibly insane, and here I was preparing him an instant ramen bowl. I was still considering calling the authorities…I could really use some advice at the moment but how could I even begin to explain this. Damien's face suddenly flashed before my thoughts. Jesus H. Christ I didn't even want to think about him right now, he of all people would never even listen to me.

I found myself looking out the front window for a third time to confirm that the pit was actually there and I hadn't been driven crazy just yet. HOW was this even happening? My heart was racing like crazy and I had been beginning to feel the symptoms of a massive headache coming on. My anxiety level was through the roof at this point. I just wanted to be out of this situation and in bed.

My thoughts were interrupted by the thick steam that erupted from the pot of now boiling water. I poured the water into the prepared ramen bowl and proceeded to wait 3 minutes while grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. The time on the stove now read 1:32 am. Major chill time was being interrupted by this ridiculous situation and that alone gave me more anxiety. I hadn't even been give a chance to change out of my work clothes. With that I pulled out of the kitchen and into my bedroom. I changed into one of my many black capri leggings, pulled on the regular slightly oversized band t-shirt and slipped on some sandals. I was about ready to face the beautiful man who was still lying on the ground outside when I decided to take a quick peek at myself in the restroom mirror. My long black hair was out of its usual sorts so I merely combed through it with my fingers and wiped away the strays of the little make up I had on. Damn, if I had put the same amount of time and effort I used to invest into getting ready I might have actually had a real chance of catching that man's mesmerizing eye. Fuck Damien for the emotional abuse he had put me through, self-confidence was hard to find in me these days. I gave my reflection a meek smile, exited to the kitchen, grabbed the bowl and water bottle, and quickly proceeded to finally face Goku outside.

My heart pounded harder with every step I took closer to the trench. What in gods name was going on? Still no one was around to observe the new addition to the parking lot, a vulnerable hottie lying 3 feet in the ground! You didn't come across those too often. I kneeled beside him avoiding eye contact as always.

"Yay Luna you're back! I was beginning to wonder if you had left me." The epitome of my anxiety at the moment had almost stopped my heart with the smile he gleamed at me with. Please don't catch me off guard with that smile of yours. I wanted to stress this to him, it nearly knocked his meal out of my hands.

"I'm sorry I don't have a microwave so I had to boil the water on the stove. It's shrimp flavor I hope you don't mind." What the fuck Luna, why were you being so damn polite with your words?! Breathe. Breathe and act yourself. There is no need to act cute or shy around him, once this instance is over you will never see him again. True. Thank you me for setting myself straight. I mentally gave myself another pat on the back.

"No seriously you're an ANGEL for this! I'm starving!" He exclaimed as he abruptly sat up, claimed the food from my hands and scarfed down its contents with some pretty messy mannerisms. I held back my desire to stare at him while he was preoccupied with his meal. However I guiltily found my eyes lingering onto his incredibly massive arms with pulsating, bulging veins. I looked up at his perfectly sculpted hands that grasped the bowl and feverishly started to picture how it felt to be in the grasp of those muscular hands…Goku's dark eyes suddenly came into focus during my unspeakable fantasy, they were set on me, and I was immediately stricken with embarrassment.

"Hey I know I already asked this but are you sure you're alright? Your energy is pretty hard to ignore at this distance, and the fluctuations are stronger now." He said in a concerned tone, lowering the now empty bowl from his face.

Remain calm Luna. Tone it down a bit you fucking pervert and remember what you told yourself earlier!

"Yeah I promise I'm fine. Let's just say I'm still trying to adjust myself to this situation." I assured waving a hand in front of my face. "By the way, you're sitting up and eating on your own. Do you think you are able to stand up now?"

"Oh yeah haha!" He laughed, at this point I have chosen to divert my eyes from Goku's expressions to avoid gazing. Unanticipatedly he had jumped to his feet within the next second. I gawked at the impression of his body that was left in the ground and then looked back at his unharmed self. What the fuck?

"How are you totally ok?!" I demanded once I was on my feet as well. Was this man with inhumanly good looks human at all?

"Haha Saiyan's heal pretty quickly, especially if they've had something to eat." He replied while rubbing the back of his head with that damn sheepish grin. He was towering over me now, a true giant compared to me.

"Hm? What's a Saiyan? Are you positive you're alright?"

"Oh sorry you must be pretty confused! I guess I'm starting to see how all of this may seem pretty weird to you. Hey you know what? If you feed me more of those ramen bowls I can try and answer any questions you have. How about that?" He suggested, now eyeing me closely in anticipation for my response.

Did this guy ever stop smiling? Mentally fanning myself I gave his suggestion some thought. Was it a good idea to bring this stranger from the heavens, who showed signs of insanity, into my apartment? Was I, the realist, actually struggling to answer such a question? NO. NO Luna you should NOT enclose yourself with a potential lunatic in your own home! However I was having trouble expressing this. For some reason I felt the need to take advantage of this opportunity to take him inside and learn more about him. Now, I have never EVER been the one to take risks, I was also an extreme introvert, and there was my social anxiety. Despite all of these factors I wanted to take Goku by the hand and invite him into my lonely world. THAT'S IT! That's why I wanted to bring him inside so badly, even with running the risk of this guy being a psychopath, I was undoubtedly lonely but also curious. So palming my conscious in the face I replied…

"This is probably the weirdest circumstance I have ever found myself in and I can't say I've encountered anyone similar to you…But I am definitely curious about you so what the hell."

"Great! I'm pretty curious about you too Luna! Also I was going to ask if we had met before. Now that I have been thinking about it your energy feels pretty familiar." He confessed, leaning downward to meet me at eye level only inches apart from my face.

There was no way anyone had the luxury of looking at a face quite as perfectly sculpted as is his, just as I was doing. With a gulp and heat quickly rushing into my cheeks I strained my eyes away from his. Let's see how much longer I can handle his.

"I guess you could explain that to me first because I'm lost with all this 'energy' talk of yours. Also I'm pretty positive I would have remembered meeting you before. Come on, let's go inside." Halfway through turning towards my apartment I caught that grin of his again. My thoughts fled to wander what it would've been like to belong to someone like Goku. I casually brushed the thoughts away. Not even in your dreams Luna.