"Close But No Cigar"
Can you believe it? Awki's going on a date with Goten! Or so she thinks. Please R & R.
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Chapter 8: Who do You Call?
"Do you really think this is my color?" Awki asked uncertainly.
"Of course it is, you look beautiful Awki." Bulma said reassuringly.
"Ok, but I want everything to be perfect, I know this means a lot to Goten." Awki said.
"Yeah, but I think it means a lot to both of you." Bulma said with a knowing wink. "It's sweet of you to think this is all for Goten, but I can tell you're just as excited."
"What are you talking about? It's all for Goten, I'd rather gag on a spoon then go on a date with him." Awki retorted faking a disgusted look.
"Awki, if I know anything about the way Vegeta acts, then I can tell you, he usually talks a lot about what he doesn't mean. And, oh yeah, you're a really bad actress, I know that look on your face isn't real."
"And how does that have anything to do with me?" Awki said, disregarding the bad actress remark.
"Awki, you act more like Vegeta than even he does, I know the way he thinks, so I know the way you think."
"Are you so sure about how I think?" Awki asked, getting upset about how this human thought she knew everything about her. "I mean, I may act like Vegeta, but I am still my own person."
"Never mind that, we have to find you a dress for tonight. I also think Vegeta would appreciate it if you called him, ya know, father or something." Bulma said trying to change the subject.
Bulma reached into her enormous walk in closet and brought out a skimpy two piece dress, that looked more like underwear then anything.
"Wait, that is underwear." Awki said as Bulma placed it into her outstretched hands.
Bulma laughed at the surprised look on Awki's face. "Sweetie, it's for later, tonight. You can wear it under your dress. I'm sure Goten will appreciate it."
Awki looked wide eyed at the mischievous look in Bulma's face.
"Are you suggesting that I sleep with him? I mean, the boy probably doesn't even know what sex is." Awki squeaked.
"Oh, I'm sure he knows something about sex, he wouldn't be a man otherwise. I know Vegeta tries to keep you on a tight leash, but you're eighteen, you need to live your own life."
"You mean, I haven't been living my own life this whole time? I just met the man a month ago. So what if he sorta saved my life with Frieza, he's no father of mine." Awki said bitterly.
"Awki, you never gave him a chance to be a good father, now that you two have found each other that is."
"Whatever. We can talk about this later, we have to put together my outfit, remember?" Awki said distractedly.
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Two hours later, Bulma had Awki all made up and groomed. She was looking stunning. The outfit that Bulma had managed to talk Awki into was a full-length dress that had spaghetti straps. Awki's face wasn't heavily made up, as it had so much natural beauty to begin with. Bulma had said it would've been a pity to mask it with fake make up.
The dress was a dark shade of blue. Down the side there were purple artistic stripes that swerved in every direction. Her hair fell down at her shoulders and reached the tip of her bust line. Bulma had curled the tips of Awki's dark hair, which made the effect of a midnight sky.
Awki made her way slowly down the round staircase. Vegeta entered the room and stopped in his tracks at the sight of his daughter. Awki reached the bottom and looked at her father nervously. She wasn't sure if he would except her looking like this.
"Awki, you look very- uh beautiful." Vegeta managed to stutter.
"Thank you, daddy." Awki said.
"Well, don't let him take advantage of you, and if he does try anything, then take this and give me a call." Vegeta said as he handed her a cell phone.
"Dad, I hardly think he would try something like that. Besides, wasn't it just yesterday that you said I was much stronger than him?" Awki exclaimed.
"Well, Awki, I think I just saw the limo drive up, you should probably get going." Bulma said trying to break the tension between father and daughter.
"Right, well have a good time then." Vegeta said as he pulled Awki into a tight fatherly hug.
The doorbell rang and Bulma went to answer it. She yelled to Awki that Goten was there to pick her up. Awki broke the hug with her father and bid him farewell.
"I might be home kind of late, so don't wait up for me." Awki said to Bulma and Vegeta.
And with that, Awki took Goten's arm and walked out the door, slamming it behind her.
Awki got into the limo, and when the driver turned around, Awki knew she was in for the ride of her life.
"Miss me?"
*fin
Who is this mystery driver? Find out in the next chapter.
~S saiyan Vegeta4013