Gohan had woken up the next day after a very awkward conversation with his mother the previous night. She had explained to him that he had a date with Ragdoll for today, and what she expected of him for his behavior. He had to stop her as she started to suggest places to take her if he wanted some alone time to get started on making grandchildren.
However he was not the only Saiyan to have an awkward conversation that night.
"Oh really now," Bulma hummed as she listened to the voice on the other end of the line. "Well I'll definitely be talking to him about his behavior, it's one thing to get a little rough with Gohan during training, but for him to do that. Certainly Nezu, you have a nice day," she said as she hung up the phone.
"Vegeta," she called out sweetly. "We need to talk."
His eyes widening in fear for a brief moment as he heard those dreaded words. "Boy," he said firmly to Trunks. "Go stay the night with Goten," he instructed, not wanting his son to see what happened next.
The purple haired boy groaned that he had to stop watching his cartoon but knew that his father wasn't messing around if he was told he had to spend the night outside Capsule Corp.
"So," Bulma said as she leaned on the door frame. "Did you have a fun day?" she asked her husband.
Vegeta stood up slowly, straightened his shirt and cleared his throat. Then dropped to his knees. "It was the Namekian's idea, he told me to do it," Vegeta quickly placed all blame for the incident on Piccolo.
"Oh really, did Piccolo tell you to fire a ki blast at that frog girl?" she hummed.
"No, but you know I don't always choose the most sensitive options," Vegeta quickly defended himself.
"This is true, but did Gohan know what you were doing," Bulma inquired.
"The Namekian thought it would be better to surprise him, it would be more natural that way," Vegeta answered.
"You know what's going to happen now, don't you," she said to Vegeta.
"Ye-yes," he replied as he hung his head. He wasn't going to be able to use the Gravity Chamber for a week because of this.
"And, you have to go apologize to the young lady. That was very mean," Bulma added on as she headed towards their bedroom.
"But," Vegeta tried to argue as he followed her out of the room.
"No buts," Bulma cut him off. "Now, since you sent Trunks to stay with Chi-Chi, we have the whole house to ourselves, Mom and Dad are at some conference on I-Island this week, so let me sweeten the deal. If you promise to be good, at least until the Sports Festival U.A. holds, I'll order a new bed for us tonight."
Vegeta grinned as he knew why Bulma would need to get a new bed. "And all I have to do is say I'm sorry to the earthling?"
"And mean it," Bulma said as she waggled a finger.
"Well, I guess I can do that, humility is something I as the Prince of All Saiyans am an expert at," he feigned a groan as he started to strip out of his clothes.
Bulma rolled her eyes at her husbands antics but nonetheless was happy to climb into bed with him. This would be the sixth bed she's ordered since they started to fix the distance in their marriage.
As the day went on Gohan began to get more nervous about his upcoming date with Ragdoll, so much that he barely paid attention in class. The sound system crackling to life seemed to startle nearly everyone, the next words were confusing to all who were unaware of their meaning. "Mr. Briefs is on the campus," Nezu's voice said with a hint of worry.
Aizawa tensed up at the front of the room as he looked over to Gohan who closed his eyes to sense for Vegeta. Before he could say where the Prince was, everyone in the 1-A class heard his voice. "Get the hell out of my way brats," Vegeta shouted at the mass of students that had gathered outside the classroom, waiting to see the 1-A class that fought villains.
The door slammed open and Vegeta clad in a navy button up and tan slacks stepped into the room. Aizawa took a step forward to intercept the Saiyan when Vegeta raised his hand, causing the teacher to stop as he knew that could easily be construed as a threat. "You," Vegeta said as he locked his gaze with Tsuyu's.
"Vegeta," Gohan warned as he watched Vegeta cross the room.
"Stay out of this Kakabrat," Vegeta shouted, causing most of the class to flinch at the volume. "I came here to say something important," he said as he looked down at the terrified frog girl. "I'm sorry, it was rude of me to treat you as expendable and I shouldn't have threatened your life, it was wrong of me to do so."
Tsuyu slowly nodded. "Thank you, Piccolo had explained what the purpose of the attack was, while I don't enjoy being used like that, I can at least understand why it was done. In the future please do not do that again," Tsuyu bluntly told the prince.
"Very well, now that I have said my piece, I will leave," Vegeta said as he started to leave the room. "Bulma has me on a short leash after that stunt," he growled as he left the room.
As soon as the door shut, Aizawa let out a breath he had been holding before quickly pulling out his phone and calling Nezu, to update him on the situation. Tsuyu on the other hand began to giggle out of fear. Slowly Gohan started to join in, having been unsure of what Vegeta wanted to do at the school. "Oh wow," he said as he wiped a tear from his eye. "I really thought for a second he wanted another fight," Gohan laughed as he slumped in his desk.
"What the hell just happened," Kaminari asked loudly, with no one answering.
"Oh man I needed that," Gohan said as he stood up from his desk. "That really distracted me from my date with Ragdoll tonight. So sensei, is class over?" he asked as Aizawa just nodded. "Great."
"What the hell just happened," Kaminari repeated even louder as Gohan just left the classroom followed by Aizawa and Tsuyu who were both done with the day as of Vegeta's departure.
Gohan sat quietly on the train while the rest of 1-A surrounded him. Each trying to get him to talk about what happened. "What do you want me to say?" he asked his classmates.
"Explain, what was that about," Jirou questioned. "Seriously you're the strangest kid here."
"Okay fine,yesterday I stayed after school to do a bit of training, Tsuyu hung back with me and Vegeta got involved, the fight escalated and he came to apologize. Probably because Bulma threatened to take away the gravity chamber from him, does that answer your questions?" He asked exasperatedly.
"Not really," Momo answered. "This is the same Mr. Briefs who left you in that injured state, wasn't he?"
"Yeah, he left me worse yesterday, broke my arm, again," Gohan grunted in annoyance. "Caved in my chest and beat me unconscious. But I'm fine, I was more worried about All Might and Tsuyu," Gohan tacked on.
"What the hell," Kaminari squawked. "Your story doesn't make any sense. Why was All Might there?"
"Because all of the teachers were there," Gohan sighed.
"And they just let him do that to you, that's completely unbelievable," Iida scoffed at the notion that U.A. teachers and licensed heroes would just sit back and watch as some unknown man brutalized a child.
"Not really, it's not like they're strong enough to stop him," Gohan shrugged. "Look, I need to go and get ready for my date tonight," he said as he stepped off the train at his stop.
"I have so many questions," Kaminari cried out as Gohan walked down the road.
"Oh baby, you look so handsome," Chi-Chi cooed as ruffled her son's unruly hair. Gohan was standing in the doorway dressed in his father's old brown suit, nervously tugging at his tie.
"Are you sure," Gohan asked for the tenth time. "I mean, it could just be a misunderstanding."
"Don't get inside your own head Gohan," Chi-Chi instructed. "You have plenty of money, you know to hold open doors, pull out her chair and be yourself," she said warmly. "Honestly, it's how your father won me over, he didn't try and pretend to be someone else."
"What if I'm not trying to win her over," Gohan asked.
"Then the least you owe her is a good night out, no one is saying the first person you date has to be "the one"," she airquoted. "But you are still a gentleman and that means you treat each and every woman as if she was."
"Yes mom," Gohan smiled softly. He didn't intend to be rude or disgusting, that just wasn't in him, but for a first date, the expectations were pretty high.
"Now that camp she and her friends stay at is not far from our old home, so you shouldn't worry about getting lost."
Meanwhile many miles away, Ragdoll was frantically trying on dress after dress. "Come on, this one should fit," she grunted as she tried to zip up the back of the little red number.
"You are really stressing out about this," Shino sighed as she and the rest of the Wild Wild Pussycats watched her run around her room.
"Shouldn't I be," Tomoko huffed. "I haven't had a date in years, not since the Wild Wild Pussycats took up most of our free time, and now I have one. Turns out, he's the strongest person on the planet, really nice, oh and also underage." She turned away as she unhooked her bra and swapped it for a strapless. "I don't know if I should be dressing sexy or flirty. What if I end up dressing up like a mom?!"
"I mean, he's clearly fine with you being older, so maybe borrow one of Shino's sweaters, those have that old lady vibe," Ryuko giggled. "In a good way," she defended as she saw Shino glaring at her. "You got a real milf bod, you know that," Ryuko shrugged.
"Of course Shino can pull off that sweater and skirt combo, she's got huge breasts and hips to die for," Tomoko lamented. "But look at me, I'm still as small as I was in highschool."
"Oh that is not true," Shino replied. "You look great, you just have a more, natural charm."
"Here," Yawara said as he handed her a yellow sundress and white strap high heels. "You are a beautiful flower," his voice firm. "You do not need to worry about how you look, just have fun."
"Okay," Tomoko said with a small smile. As she quickly changed into the clothes that her friend gave her she realized that she did look good in something much less.
"You look amazing Tomoko," Shino said.
"The subtlety looks great," Ryuko gasped. "So cute."
"You think so," Tomoko said as she held the hem of the dress out. "Not too plain?"
"Gohan does not strike me as the type of guy who likes flashy," Yawara said bluntly. "If he was, he would not try so hard to stay hidden."
"I guess that makes sense," Tomoko realized as she looked at the time. "Oh I'm going to be late to get to the train station," she said as she saw the time. "He said he'd be picking me up about now."
"Auntie, some strange boy is standing on the porch," Kota said as he came in the room. "He's wearing a suit and holding flowers."
"Wait," Shino said as she and the rest of the group headed to the front door. "He's here? So soon?' she questioned as they saw Gohan standing under the awning.
"Hey Gohan," Tomoko greeted softly.
Her date turned to look at her and his eyes widened as he took her in.
"I think he likes it," Ryuko snickered behind her hand.
"Stop it," Shino giggled as she lightly slapped her friend. "So uh, Gohan how did you get here so quickly, or even know how to get here?"
"Oh well, I just flew, I'm pretty fast when I get high in the thermosphere, don't really have to worry about hitting planes and I move so fast the lack of oxygen isn't an issue," Gohan chuckled. "As for how I knew where to find her, well, there aren't all that many people out here and sensing you wasn't too hard."
"Sensing?" Yaware asked.
"Oh well, since every living thing has ki, you can sense that to find people," Gohan answered. "It's an easy trick to learn once you start to get a hold of your ki. I can uh, show you some time next week after class."
"I think we'd like that, however you two need to get going, your reservation is in an hour," Shino said tapping her watch.
Gohan extended his hand. "I promise, I won't drop you," he said confidently. "Also these are for you," he said as he held out a bouquet of daisies. "I would try to impress you with flower knowledge, but I don't really know them all that much, I just thought they looked like your eyes."
"Aww, that's really sweet Gohan," Tomoko said as she took the flowers from her date, giving them a light sniff.
"If you want to know about peach farming though, I had to read an entire book on my way to Namek," Gohan joked. "Please don't though, I didn't really remember much of it after fighting for my life on an alien planet."
"Wow, he's really nervous," Yawara whispered. "It's cute."
"I won't then," Tomoko smiled. "I like to eat them, learning how to farm them, might take the magic out of it, but tell me about Namek, alien planets sound interesting," she said as she grasped his hand and gasped when he held her tightly to his chest. "Getting a little bold there Gohan?" she teased.
"Nuh, no, I'm not, just you know, flying, I don't really carry people all that much and it's uncomfortable to be carried, I wasn't trying to you know cop a feel or anything, I promise," Gohan quickly blurted out.
"I know, I'm just having a bit of fun," Tomoko smiled as she wrapped her arms around him. "Wow, you are buff," she realized as they gently floated off the ground.
"It's kind of funny, but I've been trying really hard to get back into shape," Gohan admitted to the embarrassing fact. "I'm out of shape, at least compared to Vegeta or my dad."
"Well, it's working," she said as she gave a light squeeze as they soared over the mountains.
"And you're fine with covering our tickets for the U.A. Sports Festival," Chi-Chi asked over the phone.
"Of course, I'm sure Nezu could give you them for free, but it's just easier to have you and Goten in the same corporate booth as us," Bulma responded as she signed a few last minute forms to get Capsule Corp ready for the Sports Festival.
"Well, this might seem a bit much, but could I have, three tickets," Chi-Chi requested meekly.
"Three, why would you," Bulma tried to figure out why her friend would need an extra ticket, since Gohan was competing. "Oh my gosh, you finally put yourself back out there," she gasped as she concluded that Chi-Chi was starting to date again.
"What, no, you blue haired bimbo," Chi-Chi shouted. "It's not for me."
"Ow," Bulma whined as she rubbed her ear. "Jeez, then who is it for?"
"Gohan's girlfriend," Chi-Chi answered.
"Oh that's really nice, wait, what?" Bulma exclaimed. "He got a girlfriend?! Since when?"
"He's on his first date with her now," Chi-Chi said. "He left about an hour ago to pick her up."
"Congratulations, so which of his classmates is he dating?" Bulma inquired.
"None of them, it's one of his teachers." Chi-Chi chuckled.
"EXCUSE ME!" Bulma shouted. "A teacher?"
"Not you too," Chi-Chi growled. "You and I both know that Gohan is a good kid, and if his tastes run a bit more mature than others, I'm not going to stop him."
"Wow, man, that's," Bulma slumped into her chair. "I was going to bet on that frog girl," she said in defeat. "Yeah, I'll get you the extra ticket."
"Thank you Bulma," Chi-Chi said happily.
"Wait, does she know about," trailing off for a brief moment to think of the appropriate way to phrase the question. "All of this?" The this being how crazy their lives were.
"Oh yes, she's aware, about everything, no, but I doubt anyone but Goku really knows it all," Chi-Chi admitted.
"And she's okay with the whole, alien thing?" Bulma questioned.
"You and I were," Chi-Chi responded. "And you knew Vegeta was an alien before you married him."
"Fair enough," Bulma admitted. "So who do I send the ticket to?"
"No spoilers," Chi-Chi laughed evilly. "I'll have Gohan give it to her at school, so there's no use trying to guess, it's going to be a surprise for everyone when they meet her."
"You're kind of a sick bitch when you try," Bulma stated.
"I like to think of it as, fun and quirky," Chi-Chi denied. "I have to go and give Goten his bath now, I'll see you at the Sports Festival. Bye."
"Bye," Bulma said as she hung up the phone. "Vegeta," she shouted. "Did you know Gohan has a girlfriend," she asked as she hurried through the home.
"Honestly, breaking my neck didn't hurt nearly as much as I thought it would," Gohan finished his story about fighting Recoome as they landed outside a restaurant. "Uh, two for Son."
"Yes," the hostess said as she grabbed two menus. "Right this way," leading them to their booth.
"Jeez, that's terrifying," Tomoko shivered as she tried to picture this massive alien that nearly beat them to death.
"Look back, the Ginyu Force were kind of special. But I want to know about you," he said as he looked in Tomoko's eyes.
"Well, I'm not as interesting as you," Tomoko said. "I've lived in Japan my whole life, graduated U.A., worked as a side-kick for a few years before trying and failing to strike out on my own as a hero, then my girlfriends decided to form a team and it's just been trying to get our name and reputation out to other people," Tomoko sighed. "Haven't really done anything amazing, not like going to space or fighting intergalactic emperors."
"Sounds nice," Gohan replied. "I think I might have preferred something like that over my life. It's, hard, having everyone around you die constantly," Gohan admitted. "I was four years old when I saw my dad get killed."
"Oh Gohan, that sounds awful," Tomoko said softly as she gently gripped his hand.
"I didn't really grieve, you know, I mean, I was told he was coming back anyway with the Dragon Balls," Gohan shrugged as he stared down at the table. "Kind of makes it hard to do that, when you know that there's some kind of safety net in place. It didn't feel right to be sad."
"That's not right," Tomoko interrupted. "You have just as much right to feel sad about your dad's death, just because of other circumstances doesn't mean you don't get to feel emotions about something."
"It was over a decade ago," Gohan said. "It doesn't really mean much now."
"I think it does," Tomoko responded. "You said you didn't have a chance to grieve when he died the first time, but did you grieve when he died the second time?"
"No, I didn't," Gohan answered.
"Why not?" she inquired.
"Because he can still come back, I guess," Gohan tried to think of an answer. "We can always just go to New Namek and use their dragon balls to wish him back if we need to."
"Even if that's what happens," Tomoko's thumb rubbed small circles in the back of his hand. "You have seen and done a lot that other people can't really comprehend. It's only fair that you be allowed to feel and express your emotions just like anyone else."
"It sounds to me like you've not had anytime to really process what's happened to you," she continued. "From the time your dad died the first time, you've been constantly training and fighting for your life and now finally after almost a decade of threats nonstop, you get a chance to take a breath."
"It's not that big a deal Ragdoll," Gohan denied.
"It is, now I want you to sit up straight and take a deep breath," Tomoko told him. "I mean it," she pouted.
"Okay, I'll do it," he said as he scratched his cheek and inhaled.
"Now, I want you to tell me the first feeling that comes to mind," she said. "Do it fast, don't think about what you think it should be, tell me what it is."
"Happy," he said as he exhaled. "I'm happy."
"Great," Tomoko smiled and clapped. "What are you happy for?"
"Freedom, I'm making my own choices for the first time in my life," Gohan explained. "For years everything I did was because someone else told me I had to do it, U.A., being a hero, going on a date with you," Gohan smiled as he looked up at the lights. "I chose this, I wanted to do this and that makes me so happy."
"You know what I'm happy for?" Tomoko asked.
"What?"
"This bread," she cheered as the waiter brought out their drinks and a basket of fresh steaming bread.
"Oh," Gohan replied as he watched her grab a roll.
"And you," Tomoko giggled. "I'm happy for you, it can't be easy living the life you had, so I want you to have one worth living."
"I'll try Ragdoll," Gohan smiled as he took a roll from the basket.
"Tomoko," she responded. "If we're going to give this a real try, then call me Tomoko."
"Okay, Tomoko," Gohan nodded as they fell into idle conversation.
As the evening dragged on, the pair finished their dinner before heading to a small market to browse. Tomoko putting on different hats and glasses to get a laugh out of Gohan, while he tried to find a good gift for her. His mother had given him a hefty amount of zeni, which he remembered to exchange for Yen so he could use it at the shops, so he had a bit more than he needed.
"Hey Gohan," Tomoko said as she held up a kabuki mask. "How's this look," she laughed behind the ceramic disguise.
"Oh really," he snorted as she lowered the cheap cat mask.
"I think it's cute," she smirked as she looked at the ugly design. "We can totally-," however what she was going to say was cut off when an explosion rang through the market. "What the?" she questioned as she started moving towards the sounds.
Gohan following quickly behind her, trying to listen to any detail that might be relevant over the panicking crowd.
When they came around the corner, they saw some dude firing rapid punches at the Pro-Hero Death Arms, who was being pushed back by the blows and unable to counter effectively. "Who's this guy?" Gohan asked as he watched the battle.
"He's part of the Villain Factory," Tomoko said as she pulled out her phone. "Pro-Heroes across the country have been told about this group that's making villains. I just put out an alert for backup, this guys' going to be too fast for most heroes though."
"Not me," Gohan said as he rushed in between Death Arms and this villain. "I hear, you're fast, well," Gohan smirked. "Try and keep up," he taunted before he let out an explosion of punches in the direction of the villain who suddenly had to back pedal to avoid them all.
"How are you this fast," he shouted.
"Push-ups, sit-ups and plenty of juice," Gohan bantered. "But this isn't even a fraction of my full speed," he said as he disappeared in the time the villain blinked.
"Where did he go," Number Six shouted as he turned around to try and find his opponent.
"Sorry, you were just taking so long, I thought I'd grab a snack," Gohan said as he unwrapped a burger.
"You hapless little shit," the villain shouted before sprinting at Gohan who lazily dodged around the attacks. "Stop moving so I can hit you."
"Okay," Gohan shrugged and stood still.
"Gohan," Tomoko shouted. "He can explode his body, don't let him grab you."
"What?" Gohan said in confusion as the villain grabbed his face and detonated his hand.
"Like that, you dead little asshole," Number Six said as he held his arm which now ended in a bloody stump. He gritted his teeth as the appendage began to reform using his quirk to accelerate his cells.
"GOHAN!" Tomoko screamed in fear as she saw the smoke waft around where Gohan's head should be.
"No, seriously, what?" Gohan coughed as he waved his hand, clearing the smoke from around his face. "Bakugo makes worse explosions than that," Gohan said as he wiped a tear from his eye. "The smoke still stings though."
"How," Number Six quested as he stepped back from this opponent.
"Not important, you interrupted our date," Gohan said as he slammed his hand onto the villain's neck, knocking him out. "So uh, good job everyone," Gohan waved at the other heroes as Tomoko hurried over and grabbed his hand, dragging him away from the crowd.
"You, you, IDIOT," she shouted at him. "Just because you can take the hit, doesn't mean you need to show off, I was worried," she scolded Gohan loudly.
"Sorry, I just, got into it for a bit there," Gohan sighed as he hung his head. "I shouldn't show off like that. It's gotten me and my friends in more trouble than we needed to at times, you're right."
"You're forgiven," Tomoko sighed. "Just try to think about how it looks to other people, we don't all know how strong you are and in the middle of a fight, it's hard to remember sometimes."
"I promise, no more goofing off for me," Gohan nodded.
"Ahem," Death Arms coughed to get the couples attention. "Ragdoll, you mind explaining what happened?"
"Not really," Tomoko squeaked.
"Is he a licensed hero?" Death Arms interrogated.
"He's a student at U.A. if that means anything."
"It doesn't." Death Arms said flatly.
"Technically I didn't use a quirk, so it's all good right?" Gohan chuckled.
"No, you interfered in a fight between a villain and a hero, I'm going to have to call this in, Ragdoll said your name was Gohan," Death Arms quirked an eyebrow at the teen. "Family name?"
"S-son," Gohan said nervously as he worried about what information would be brought up. He watched as Death Arms stepped away to call into the Hero Network for information. "I might have screwed up big time."
"I'm sure it's going to be fine," Tomoko said reassuringly as she hugged her date lightly and rubbed his shoulder.
"What do you mean this information is restricted?" Death Arms shouted. "Who is blocking a simple search into a U.A. student?" Death Arms waited for a response form the tech on the other end of the call, when suddenly another line picked up.
"This information is classified by King Furry, cease all inquiries into Son Gohan or have your license suspended pending an investigation, thank you for your time, this has been the Office of Secret Intelligence at the U.N."
"What the hell just happened," Death Arms said as he hung up the phone and stalked over to the couple. "I don't know what's going on," the hero said to the pair. "But don't cause anymore troubles, you hear?"
"Yes sir," Gohan nodded.
"Sorry Death Arms," Ragdoll sighed. "We were just in the area and then this started happening."
"Don't let it happen again," Death Arms glared at the couple as he walked away to hand off the villain to the police.
"Well I think that kind of killed any mood," Tomoko said dejectedly. "It's getting late anyway, we should probably go."
Gohan looked at how his date had gone from having a good time to bummed out, all because of a villain attack. "Wait, I got an idea, one last thing," he said as he picked her up and flew into the sky.
"Where are we going Gohan," Tomoko asked as she felt the brisk night air against her skin.
"It's somewhere my dad used to take me," Gohan smiled as he accelerated to get to the mountains. As he weaved in between the mountains he used to call home, he felt calm to have returned to what was once familiar. "We're here," he said as he landed on a plateau overlooking the lush forests that he used to play in.
Tomoko stared at the wonderful natural beauty in the region from so high up. "Wow, it's amazing," she gasped as she saw the moonlight reflecting on the crystal clear lake, the rustling of the leaves from the gentle winds offering a soothing sound that she could relax to.
Gohan sat on the grass and stared at the place he called home. "It's pretty great," he smiled as he looked up Tomoko and froze. He watched the breeze play with the strands of her hair, as the moonlight brightened her face. "Gorgeous," he whispered as she sat down next to him.
"Hmm," Tomoko hummed as she leaned into Gohan for warmth and to relax as she took in the scenery.
"I said, you're gorgeous," he repeated softly.
"Oh stop it," Tomoko blushed. "Thank you though."
They couple rested and just absorbed the quiet night before Tomoko yawned. "Sorry Gohan, it's starting to get late, you should probably take me home, before Ryuko starts to wonder if I'll be coming home in the same clothes."
"Well my old house is around here, we could spend the night there, if you like," Gohan innocently offered.
"That's a little fast, don't you think," Tomoko chuckled.
Gohan blinked for a second before he realized what he just said. "Oh my gosh, I didn't mean, not like that. I would never, I mean, I would, I think I'd like to, but not yet, I couldn't, we shouldn't, why can't I shut up," Gohan groaned.
Tomoko giggled as she leaned into Gohan. "It's okay, I know what you meant, but I still think I should get home, the others would worry and we both have things we have to do in the morning."
"Yeah, I guess so," Gohan rubbed the back of his head.
"Mmm, five more minutes though," Tomoko softly said as she closed her eyes to listen to the world.
As the night wore on, the Wild Wild Pussycats, or those that didn't go out on a date, sat up at a table sharing drinks. "You think she's got his pants off yet?" Ryuko cackled as she swirled a bottle in her hands. "I would."
"Please, Tomoko is a sweet young thing, she wouldn't do something so crass," Yaware shook his head.
"I don't know," Shino responded. "She's still a woman and has needs, needs that Gohan should be able to meet."
"You really think she'll give it up on the first date?" Ryuko gasped.
"No, but if it goes well, I've done a little tug and rub before," Shino shrugged as she sipped her wine.
They noticed out on the lawn two figures land on the ground. "I had a really great time Gohan," Tomoko tucked some of her emerald hair behind her ear.
"Me too, I think I'd like to have another, if you don't mind," Gohan asked hopefully.
"I can manage that," Tomoko smiled as she tugged on Gohan's arm, pulling him closer to her. She gently placed her lips on his. "I'll see you soon."
"Definitely," Gohan nodded as he flew off the ground, waiting until he was out of sight before rocketing into the distance. "Woohoo," he cheered as he started to gain speed. His emotions running higher than ever before.
"So," Ryuko darkly said as she and the rest of her co-workers, who were not nearly as inebriated as she was at this moment waited for Tomoko to sit down. "Did you let him feel the goods? Did you feel his goods?"
"You bitch," Tomoko squealed as she grabbed one of the unopened beers. "No, of course not, we had dinner, talked, walked through a market, then a villain showed up," she said glumly.
"Oh no," Shino said as she reached over and gently massaged one of Tomoko's shoulders. "Did that ruin it?" she asked hoping that her friend didn't lose her chance at romance.
"No, yes, sort of," Tomoko chuckled as she started to explain the incident.
"Wow, he took you to a secret mountain area, to show you the natural and untainted beauty of the world," Yaware hummed in appreciation. "Kid has class."
"No you lunk," Ryuko shouted. "He looked at her and the first thing he said was "gorgeous", how is that fair," she lamented. "I want a dreamboat hunky alien boyfriend too."
"Shush you," Shino hissed. "And, is this all it's going to be?" she inquired.
"No, we're uh, going to see each other again," Tomoko quickly said. "I should get to sleep, big day coming up you know," she chuckled hoping to avoid an interrogation.
"Pfft, yeah, big day of drinking and watching the sports festival on tv," Ryuko barked.
"You've clearly had enough," Shino said as she took the bottle away from her friend. "Let's get to bed, if you have a hang over tomorrow well, that's on you, but U.A. isn't going to play nice just because you're miserable."
"That bastard rat," Ryuko cried out as she knew if Nezu is aware of any staff with a hangover that they get the loudest, brightest jobs of the day.
As Tomoko lay in her bed, she closed her eyes and thought of how handsome Gohan looked as they sat on the plateau together, she sighed happily as she drifted off to sleep.
Slowly creeping into his apartment, he had made it three steps before his mother flipped on the lights. "So, Gohan," she called out as her son shrieked at being caught. "Tell me all about tonight."
